Hey guys! I'm back really early... I know, I've decided to give you all an extra present for those who stuck with me after my embarrassing long hiatus... This idea my be used a lot but this is what I really like to do so here it is! This OC and two others are some of my favorites so I hope you enjoy 'A Witchy Idea'. *Updated on 1/24*

The moon had finally pulled out from behind the clouds. The silver light fell onto the pool of water and began to glow. I only had a few minutes till the clouds returned so I had to be quick.

I pulled out the small sprig of clover and dropped it inside the pool. The water turned light brown then back to clear. I placed ingredient after ingredient into the pool till the liquid finally became a silver, thick liquid. 'One more ingredient.' I thought. I pulled out a small silver leaf, in the moonlight it glowed brightly, and dropped it inside the thick liquid. On contact, the silver leaf slid through and the liquid became clear but with golden sparkles inside.

"Done!" I exclaimed, "And in record time too!"

I bottled the liquid in different flasks and cleared out the pool. This ritual was a little too picky for my tastes. It had to be under a complete full moon for it to work at all; but this had to be done, I was running out of healing elixir and a friend at school was bugging me to no end. The moon was covered once again and I returned to my home.

I entered the back door and soon encountered my mother with a glare on her face.

"Christine Annalise Wilson!" She shouted. "You know what I've told you about going out at night and performing rituals! You're only 16!"

I made a face. I remembered what she told me but I never agreed with it. We were no longer in Salem, who is looking for witches anyway?

"I know, I know." I waved my hand, "But tonight was the only clear night for the next two months, so I had no choice."

"You had plenty of chances earlier!" Mom countered.

"I had to collect the ingredients, which takes some time too." I explained.

She looked like she wanted to argue but she walked away in a huff. I laughed and went up to my room. Flowers and other assortments of plants covered the walls; thick books lined my book shelves.

Ok, you might have guessed already but I'm a witch. Not like the witches that go 'I'll get you my pretty!' Or something like that. I'm a white witch; I specialize in potions, healing ones mostly, and some elemental powers, mostly snow and ice. The elemental powers were a bit on the rare side, not every witch had them, not even my mother. She always called me special, in both senses of the word, when I used them.

My mother is a witch as well but she doesn't use her powers often due to the fact that my dad doesn't approve the use of magic in the house. He is a mortal but he doesn't mind me having powers like my mom, just as long as I don't use them in the house and destroy his favorite bowl from his best friend that died three years ago. Don't ask.

I went into my bathroom to put the small bottles of potion into the small basket I was going to take to school tomorrow. I looked into the mirror for a second to pull my hair out of the braid I had put it in before the ritual. I had long blonde hair that went down to my waist; my green eyes stared back at me. I was apparently an exact replica of my great ancestor from who knows where; I stopped paying attention to my mother's history lessons when I turned nine.

I left the bathroom and saw that the time was a little after 11. I should've been in bed by my mother's standards at 10:30. I laughed and crawled into bed and fell asleep quickly but had anything but sweet dreams. Shadows surrounded me and they seemed to be whispering to me but I couldn't tell what they were saying, they were speaking too quickly and the voices too raspy. I woke up with a start and heard my alarm go off a second later. I shut off the device and caught my breath. 'I'm not supposed to be a vision seer.' I thought. That power was extremely rare.

I looked to the clock and groaned, did it really have to be 6:45 in the morning? I shook my head and climbed out of bed. Putting on my normal attire, a silver skirt and a black shirt, I was going to run down stairs but something stopped me. I turned around and walked over to my desk. My Duel Monsters cards were still sitting on my desk from the previous night, they had fallen out of the container I put them in. I loved the show when I was younger, I still remembered every scene. My mother made me stop watching it though something about the magic never being able to exist in real life, but in secret I still watch it (hehe). I smiled and flipped through the cards, making sure to leave my Guardian Angel Joan at the top of the deck. I put them in my pocket, just having an idea that I'd need them, and ran down the stairs.

Dad was already at the table when I sat down. It was only 7:10 so I could have a normal sized breakfast, not just a small piece of toast to try and hold me over. I just barely started eating when he started questioning me.

"So, Christine." He said casually, "I hear you went out last night."

I sighed and he laughed. "Don't worry." He whispered to me, "I don't care but be a little more careful next time; your craftiness needs a little work."

I snickered and heard my mother enter the room.

"Well your craftiness needs a little work too, dear." She smirked.

If Dad could've sweat dropped, he would've. I ate breakfast while I watched them bicker. I smiled as Dad playfully apologized, pledging dramatically that he wouldn't do it again. I wish I could find someone like that for me. After a few minutes, realized I had to leave. They bid me a good day and I waved with the hand that wasn't holding my basket.

I walked my normal way to school and on a whim; I pulled out the Duel Monsters cards. I smiled as I remembered watching my friends duel each other and getting so upset when they were outsmarted. I wasn't much of a duelist, but I knew the rules very well.

I heard something in front of me so I stopped. Coming out of the alley beside me, there was a shadow; it seemed to be waving at me. I gave a confused look and the shadow pointed into the alley, beckoning me to follow it. I wanted to continue going on my way but curiosity consumed me, what if it was a lost spirit? I shouldn't be able to see them but…

I stepped off the path and down the alley. It was dark because the sun was blocked by the surrounding buildings. I looked around making sure that I could still the shadow. It remained just a little way in front of me, beckoning with a shadowy hand. I followed it further down and came to an intersection. The shadow had vanished and I was alone. In front of me was a street and on opposite sides were more alleyways.

"Hey there, beautiful." A voice said from across the way.

I turned my head to the left, toward the voice, and a man walked out giving me a strange smile. "What is a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?"

I turned away and gave a huff. I had no time to deal with people like this.

"It is none of your concern, please excuse me."

I started walking down the right side alley when someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me backwards. I gave a shriek of pain at the tight grip. I was pushed against a wall and the man leered over me, a near sneer on his face.

"You see, tuts." He stood over me by a couple of inches, "I don't take rejection very well, so why don't you just play with me a little while?"

I glared. This guy had 'asshole' written all over him.

"I guess you should get used to it." I stood to my full height, though was still a little shorter than he was, and gave a glare. "There will be some girls besides me who won't play with a strange man they just met."

The man growled and slapped me across the face making me fall to the ground. My basket fell and the some of the bottles of silver liquid rolled out.

"Well, I guess you're just going to have to make an exception for me."

He leaned down and brushed a hand across my cheek. I made a growl at him, using my free hand to slap the offending hand off me.

"Don't touch me."

The man chuckled, the sneer melting into a bright smile.

"Sorry, tuts. I don't have a sense of personal space so I guess you'll have to deal with it."

He pulled at my peasant skirt, trying to pull it off. I fought back as much as a really could. He was sort of on top of me and even though he was a jackass, he was still a mortal and I had to respect that.

"Hey!" A childish voice called, "What are you doing to her!" I knew that voice.

The man huffed. His movements stopped as he gave a sigh.

"An audience?" He mused. "Why is it always me?"

He turned toward the voice and gave a growl. "Go away, kid. Go run home to your mommy."

With his back turned like that, this could be my chance to get away. I threw out my leg and it connected with one of the man's legs. He gave a loud girlish shriek and I used the moment to scramble up to my feet and away.

The man caught his breath, gave me a dirty look, grunted and made a run for it. I made an effort to keep standing but my legs were shaking, did that really just happen?

"Are you ok?" The voice asked, a kind shake to it.

I looked over and saw the childish amethyst eyes of the main character of Yu-Gi-Oh, Yugi Motou. He looked exactly the same he did in the show except for one thing, he didn't have the Millennium Puzzle around his neck. 'This must be season zero.' I thought. "Do you need any help?" He asked again. I finally found my voice and quickly replied.

"Oh, yes thank you."

Yugi smiled and helped me keep my balance. I recollected the contents of my basket, thankfully none of the bottles were damaged. As I settled them back into the basket, I glanced up at Yugi. How the heck was I able to understand him? This was set in Japan, right? I didn't speak a lick of Japanese and yet I was able to understand and reply like I was a natural.

"What's your name?" I heard Yugi ask.

I looked up to him, shaken out of my thoughts, and saw the curious expression on his face.

"I'm Christine." I replied. "Christine Wilson."

Yugi cocked his head in confusion at the name.

"Are you not from around here?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm not. I live, well, lived in America."

Yugi nodded, a smile on his face. "I'm Yugi, Yugi Motou."

I was tempted to say 'I know' but I figured that might creep him out. How would a girl he just met know his name automatically? We shook hands and I looked around for the shadow. Maybe it had hidden from that creep and now that he was gone, it would come back. I didn't see anything that suggested it was still around. "Are you looking for someone?" Yugi asked. I didn't know how to answer but I eventually found something.

"Not really, I was following something and wound up here."

I turned around to show where I had come from but all that remained now was the wall of a building. "What…?" I walked over and pushed against the wall; it was sturdy and wasn't moving anywhere. "How in the….?" I was trapped…

I had no money... I had nowhere to stay… The only thing I had were the clothes on my back, my school bag with some belongings and my wicker basket filled with salves. What was I going to do? I made an audible sigh, leaning my head against the solid wall of where I had just come out of.

"Well, if you don't have anywhere to stay..." Yugi began nervously. I lifted my head and turned around to look at him. A faint blush raced across his cheeks. "You could always stay at my house. I don't live too far from here and I'm sure my Grandpa and Mom won't mind."

My head spun for a second. I was being invited to stay at 'the' Yugi Motou's house? Even for a stranger, he'd be so kind? I was silent for so long Yugi started talking again. "You don't have to if you don't-"

"Oh no!" I interrupted, a smile racing across my face. "I would love to, thank you!"

A smile took over Yugi's face and we headed off toward his home. I only turned back once and I could've sworn that I saw that alleyway itself vanish. The Kame game shop looked the same as I remembered it: a two story building that doubled as Yugi and his grandpa's home. We walked in the front door and the first thing I see is Grandpa Motou's face stick out from behind the counter.

"Welcome home, Yugi." He greeted then looked toward me. A curious expression took over his face. "Who's your friend here?"

"This is Christine-chan, Grandpa." Yugi chirped. "I met her today in town. She doesn't have a place to stay so I thought that..." Yugi trailed away.

"I'll help out in away way I can." I started again for Yugi, "I don't want to be a burden on you guys."

Grandpa Motou's face morphed into a small smile.

"No, no Christine." He argued. "Help in the shop and in exchange you can have room and board."

"Deal." I nodded my head, a smile on my face and relief moving through my body.

Grandpa told Yugi to watch the store for a moment while he took me up to a room I could stay in. The room was a medium size, had a bed, dresser and plenty of wall space. Grandpa probably knew that I approved of the room since I already was moving the bed to be next to the window like I normally did. He promised me that we would go shopping for clothes tomorrow and that I should get some rest. I thanked him profusely but the old simply smiled and headed back to the shop.

I waited there for a second before another smile hit me and I screamed with excitement. For the next hour, I settled what belongings I had left around the room, made the bed with sheets provided by Grandpa. Once I was done, I settled onto the bed, turning my head to look out the window. The scenery was exactly how it was whenever Yugi looked out of the window in the show.

My mind rewinded and I remembered my predicament. I was in the Yugioh plot line... It sounded crazy but it actually happened, I'm actually here. Would any of the manga chapters be here? It would be cool and all but I had no idea how my being here would affect any of this.

The most important questions in my mind now are how did I get here and how do I get back home?

Yugi's P.O.V

"Your friend is very polite." Grandpa told me. "Not like some of the girls that I see coming down the street."

I smiled to Grandpa and went back to putting games on the shelf. She was nice and there just something about her that… I couldn't just leave her there alone. After half an hour, Grandpa told me to go to bed but he knew that I wouldn't.

I was going to work on the puzzle.

Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! Please let me know what you think and look forward to seeing you all again soon!