Yugioh react to si

[azukugames]

This fic is something to test the waters as to say and get the idea out let's just say this was inpierd by most of the Pokemon fanfic where they react to a player thst ethier Im thier wolrd or a whole deferent universe and they watch his journey
The first thing any of them registered was light.
Not the warm, familiar light of a city street or a classroom or a duel arena something colder and more deliberate, like the inside of a theatre before the curtain goes up. White walls. Tiered rows of seats arranged in a gentle slope, cushioned and wide, facing an enormous screen that currently showed nothing but a faint, shimmering static.
Yugi Muto blinked. He was standing in the third row from the front, and he had absolutely no idea how he'd got there.
"Joey?" he said, turning.
"Right here, right here—" Joey Wheeler stumbled into the seat beside him, grabbing the armrest like it might move. "What in the — where are we? We were just in the middle of—"
"Duel Academy." That was Jaden Yuki's voice, two rows back, already on his feet and scanning the room with the bright, electric attention of someone who'd woken up in strange places enough times to have skipped past fear and landed squarely on interest. "I was right in the middle of a duel with Syrus—" he paused, turned, and found the smaller boy already seated beside him, pale and gripping his jacket. "Oh, there you are."
"I don't
don't know what happened
"Fascinating." The voice was

came from the far end of the front row. Seto Kaiba stood with his arms folded and his coat settling around him like he'd been placed there by someone with an eye for composition. His expression suggested he found absolutely nothing fascinating and was merely being ironic. "I am going to find whoever is responsible for this and make them regret every decision they have made since birth."
"Kaiba," Yugi said quietly.
"Don't."

Mokuba was already beside his brother, head swivelling to take in the room with a twelve-year-old's unfiltered awe. "There are so many people," he said. "Are they all duelists?"
They were, as it turned out. The room Seemed to Fill itself in gradually
or perhaps it had been full from the start and awareness of it simply expanded as the shock wore off. Yusei Fudo, Jack Atlas, Crow Hoshino and Akiza Izinski had arrived clustered together at the left side of the middle rows, and Yusei had already gone quiet in the particular way that meant he was cataloguing everything he could see. Jack was standing with his arms crossed, surveying the room as though personally offended by the décor. Crow was trying to count the exits.
In the upper rows, Yuma Tsukumo was standing on his seat for a better view and had already been told twice by Shark to sit down. Astral hovered at Yuma's shoulder like a translucent blue footnote, his golden eyes moving slowly and methodically across every face in the room.
Tea Gardner had found a seat near Yugi and was counting under her breath. Tristan Taylor was beside her. Marik Ishtar had materialised somewhere in the back row and was, for the moment, saying nothing. Bakura Ryou sat two seats from him and was making an effort to look in a different direction.
Mai Valentine sat with one leg crossed over the other and an expression of polished scepticism. "Someone want to explain what's happening?" she said, to the room at large. "Because I was in the middle of something."
Nobody answered, because at that moment the screen flickered.
The static resolved. The image that came up was bright and vivid and immediately legible to everyone present regardless of era

a street. A town square, almost, ringed by buildings that curved pleasantly in the afternoon light. There were people at the edges of the frame. Three boys in the foreground, who were not being pleasant.
And, facing them, a fourth.



He wasn't tall for his age — though he carried himself as though the concept of height had simply never applied to him. White hair, sharp enough in colour to look almost luminous in the outdoor light, cut neatly above his ears. Eyes so blue they registered from across the screen like a trick of the camera. He was wearing casual clothes and had five — five — deck boxes secured along his belt and side in a configuration that suggested the arrangement had been thought about.
The three boys had clearly said something unpleasant to the two children behind him. A girl in pink who was holding her own dignity together by sheer stubbornness, and a smaller boy who was clearly grateful someone had stepped in.
The white-haired boy rolled his shoulders once.
"Yo."
The three bullies stopped.
"I'd appreciate it," he said, voice easy and conversational, like he was asking someone to pass the salt, "if you left my friends alone. You know?"
The biggest of the three sneered. "Or what? I doubt you'd beat us in a duel."
"Yeah," said the second. "He's probably weak. I mean look at him. Five deck boxes?"
"Who needs that many decks?" said the third.
The white-haired boy tilted his head. Something moved behind his eyes .
"I can't exactly stick to one deck when thier plenty new summon types i need to master or well crush ur hopes and dreams

his gaze moved across the three of them with the unhurried efficiency of someone taking stock of something small " I'd say
A shorter boy red-haired, earnest, clearly a friend stepped forward. "You don't have to, Kaito."
The white-haired boy Kaito turned just long enough to reach over and ruffle the red-haired boy's hair once with the careless affection of someone who'd done it a hundred times.
"Yuya," he said. "Don't worry." after All I am the strongest
A grin broke across his face like sunrise. Wide and sharp and entirely without doubt.
"And besides those blue eyes swung back to the bullies "these guys are weak."


In the watching room, the first reactions arrived.
"Whoa," Mokuba said. "He reminds me off you bro.
"Psh." Mai uncrossed and recrossed her legs. "Probably just hyping himself up for his friends. Doesn't mean he can back it up."

"He said it with his whole chest though," Joey said, leaning forward with both elbows on his knees. "I'll give him that."
"mhm Hes nothing like me Mokuba ," Kaiba said, from the front row, with the tone of someone who had invented the concept and was reviewing an unauthorised imitation. "
We'll see whether he's as capable as his mouth suggests."
"He's fourteen, Kaiba," Tea said.
"I was building corporations at fourteen."
"That's not the flex you think it is."
Yusei had said nothing. He was watching the screen with his chin rested lightly on one hand, and his eyes hadn't moved from the white haired boy since the moment he appeared.




Kaito reached down and unclipped his third deck box.
His fingers moved through it once quick and certain, the motion of someone who knew every card by touch then drew out a deck and slid it into his duel disk with a clean click.
"I'll duel all three of you," he said pleasantly. " Three versus one."

Silence.
Then the bullies grinned at each other.

DUEL BEGIN]
Kaito Gojo — LP: 8,000
Bully 1 — LP: 8,000
Bully 2 — LP: 8,000
Bully 3 — LP: 8,000


The three bullies moved through their opening turns with the blunt efficiency of duelists who relied on brute numbers. By the time Kaito's first turn arrived, each of them had summoned a monster with two thousand attack points and set a card face-down.
Three monsters. Six thousand combined attack. A wall.
Kaito drew.
He looked at his hand. Five cards.

KAITO'S TURN — DRAW PHASE
He fanned his hand once,
"Oh no," he said, with absolutely no conviction. "I am so scared."

like him," Joey said immediately.
"He hasn't done anything yet," Tristan said.
"I like him already ," Joey said.

KAITO'S MAIN PHASE 1

Mhm okay then il play this The spell card

Polymerization

He pulled the spell from his hand and fed it to the disk.
"I fuse. using the materials in my hand."
He spread three cards across his disk. Three monsters. The field began to change.
"." To call upon the Ultimate Monster

Blue eyes Ultimate dragon

Level 12 / LIGHT / Dragon / Fusion / ATK: 4,500 / DEF: 3,800

Three pillars of light rose from the ground and converged above the field in a single blinding column. When they fell, the shape that remained was massive three heads arcing upward on long white necks, scales like carved ivory, wings that blocked out the rendered sky above the action field.




The bullies took a step back from their own holograms. One of them went slightly pale.
Kaito looked at his dragon. His dragon looked at nothing, because it was a hologram, but the sentiment was there.
"Next," he said, drawing a spell card from his hand with two fingers and holding it up, "I activate Neutron Blast."
Neutron Blast spell card
This card can only be equipped to "Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon." The equipped monster can attack all monsters your opponent controls once each.
"This spell," he said, to no one in particular and possibly to the bullies as a courtesy, "allows my Ultimate Dragon to attack 3 times this turn

The three-headed dragon reared.
It attacked.
The first monster exploded in a burst of scattered light. A second later, the second. A third later, the third.

The bullies' life point counters cascaded downward as the battle damage resolved each of them taking the difference between four thousand five hundred attack points and two thousand, meaning twenty-five hundred points stripped from each life total.

Bully 1 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500
Bully 2 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500
Bully 3 — LP: 8,000 → 5,500



In the watch room, Kaiba had uncrossed his arms.
He hadn't moved. He hadn't spoken. But his arms were at his sides now, and his eyes were on the screen with an expression that was not quite recognition and not quite offence and not quite anything with a clean name.
Mokuba glanced up at him. Wisely said nothing.


Joey) well would you look at that looks like rich boy isn't special anymore if someone using his card

Kiba) Wheeler quiet or else

Yugi) okay enough no fighting here he must've pulled some inasne Luck to be able to have a hand like that first turn


Yusei) yeah Talk about insane luck it looks he planed to finish it as fast as possible

Yumma) man this makes me wanna duel him

Shark) oh please with ur supar skills you'd lose


KAITO'S BATTLE PHASE — END
The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon settled. Its three heads lowered in a way that managed to look both menacing and vaguely satisfied.
"And that's all for my Battle Phase," Kaito said. He sounded mildly apologetic. "My dragon can't attack any more this turn."
The biggest bully let out a breath he'd been holding. His life points were low but not gone. He still had his next turn. He had face-down cards.
"Yeah, well," he said, recovering his bravado with visible effort, "we'll just destroy that monster on our next turn. Then you've got nothing."
Kaito looked at him. Then he looked at his hand. Then he looked back up with the expression of someone who had been given a gift they weren't expecting.
"Oh," he said pleasantly. "There is no next turn."
He played the card.

De-Fusion Spell Card.
Return 1 Fusion Monster on the field to the Extra Deck; if you do, Special Summon its Fusion Materials from your Graveyard.
The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon pulled apart.
It didn't explode or collapse it separated, the three fused forms peeling away from each other with a sound like tearing light, and where one enormous dragon had stood, three individual monsters now occupied the field.
Three Blue-Eyes White Dragons.
Each with its head raised.
Each with full attack remaining, because they had not attacked this turn.
Each pointed directly at three duelists with no monsters left to protect them.


The silence in the watching room was total.
Then Kaiba said: "…"
He said nothing. He simply stood there. The silence coming from him had a different texture than everyone else's silence.
Mokuba pressed both hands over his mouth.
Joey turned around in his seat to find someone to look at, found Tristan, and pointed at the screen with an expression of pure open-mouthed joy. "Did he just did he just


De Fusion," Yusei said, almost to himself. "He held De Fusion specifically to split Ultimate Dragon back into three attackers it feels weird he had the Specifc cards on turn one


Jaden) who cares it was so cool I wonder what other Deck he has since well the bond bewtween him and his blue eyes seem new at best

Where the ones in the red and purple feel like they been with that duelest the Longest

Chazz) the Slacker right

Yugi/atem) I can tell as well he trusts those decks well over the last 3

Kiba) then why would he duel so well with blue eyes

Mokuba) maybe since it's a new bond they respect him enough to let him show off and well ive got no doubt those dragon would wanna be shown off

Kiba) when I get out of here I crush him with mine I will always be the superior blue eyes user


Jack Atlas, who had been maintaining a posture of aristocratic detachment for the past several minutes, said nothing. But he was watching the screen, and he had been watching it without interruption



Kaito looked at his three dragons. His three dragons looked at the three duelists.
"Oh, look," he said was something in his voice now that hadn't been there before. "Three brand new monsters who haven't attacked yet. And you have he glanced at their empty fields with an

expression of theatrical concern " nothing to protect you."
BATTLE PHASE:
Blue-Eyes #1 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 1 — LP: 2500 → 0
Blue-Eyes #2 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 2 — LP: 2500 → 0
Blue-Eyes #3 — Burst Stream of Destruction — Bully 3 — LP: 2500 → 0



The holograms faded. The three bullies stood in the aftermath of their own defeat looking smaller than they had at the start. Kaito's dragons dissolved last, each one going slowly, like they were reluctant to leave.
Kaito watched them go. Then he turned back to Yuya and the others, and just like that the sharpness was gone, replaced by something warmer still too large to be modest, still carrying that grin like a flag but warm.
"Told you," he said simply, reclipping his deck box.
Yuya looked at him for a long moment with an expression that was half-exasperated and half something that had no clean name. "You're impossible," he said.
"I'm the strongest," Kaito corrected pleasantly.


In the watch room, the reactions settled like dust after an impact.
Joey was already talking at volume. Jaden was talking at a different volume. Yuma had fallen off his seat and was talking from the floor. Crow was laughing.
Yugi was quiet, watching the screen with his hands folded in his lap and an expression of gentle, unguarded interest.
Yusei had produced a small notebook from somewhere and was writing something down.
And Seto Kaiba stood in the front row, arms still at his sides, staring at the space where three Blue-Eyes White Dragons had just finished erasing three opponents in a single breath.
"Bro?" Mokuba said.
A pause.
"Find out," Kaiba said, "who taught that boy to duel."