So on request I'm posting this here for folks ^^ I'm over on Spacebattles under the same name with a bunch of stories and such.

Key thing to note. I do not choose the cards. I random page the Yugioh Wiki until I get a useable card. I repeat. I do not choose. So please don't review and say you're gonna stop reading if I don't bring out classics or Taylor should just get this card and I'm not being fair or anything.

Trust me, half the cards she draws I've never heard of

Taylor had heard of handling the cards life dealt you but this was a bit literal.

The cold late winter air made her breath foggy as she huddled herself together, hoping to generate a little more heat from her coat as she sat in her backyard.

She wasn't going far, just to the back of her backyard Taylor reasoned.

The lack of sleep was getting to her, every time she closed her eyes there was the glowing...card, it was in her daydreams, in her actual dreams, it was even starting to appear at the corner of her eye.

It gave off a feel of need, a desire to be used but Taylor didn't know how.

Even if she did, you don't just use potentially dangerous card powers in class, it would definitely get her expelled, not that the option was unappealing to her as the days went on.

The school wasn't torture as much these days...

But it wasn't the institute of safe and healthy learning either.

"Stop it, Taylor," she told herself, "Stop thinking about it."

Her room was definitely not a good place to experiment, the nimbus in her mind didn't suggest a subtle outcome and she had stuff like to keep save.

The backyard was as safe and far enough from her Dad that it should be fine.

Right?

Taylor touched the tree that hung over the back fence, she could see her own bedroom window from where she was. Her hand clenched the wood and she winced as a splinter became friends with her finger

Dad wasn't that far off, he would panic if something went wrong.

Taylor hopped the fence and convinced herself that she didn't have to go far.

Just far enough to stop feeling guilty that she was lying to her own father.

Far enough it seemed was the docks. Her journey stopped short by the ocean itself.

Dad had some tough love with the area, he cared for it and it scorned him. He didn't give up on it and that made Taylor come this way as if that would make amends to her Dad if she was caught.

Taylor took a shallow breath as she rounded a corner, it was refreshing, but it didn't calm her.

"Go home Taylor, this is a bad idea, just go home," she whispered, but the card shined brighter at every step as if it was almost...eager.

Excited.

That was scaring her worst than being in docks at night.

Taylor pulled her hood down tighter and shuddered at the crisp breeze.

Her bed was so far now. If nothing happened and Taylor just turned out to be insane, she would be pissed.

Insane but pissed none the less.

So it was with shaking fingers she held out her hand. Focusing on the single card of energy and light filling her mind, it leaked a feeling of calmness, a clean feeling of herself that Taylor never felt.

"Come on...come on," she begged as the light shined brighter and brighter.

With a laugh of relief, she saw her left hand begin to glow as well.

Taylor pushed and the light abruptly faded from her mind and became a reality before her.

It flashed into existence as a solid rectangle of white energy on the ground, blowing away snapped cigarettes and leaves, feeling a bit let down Taylor went to poke it but yelped as the shape bulged upwards, rapidly forming a shape, a figure.

A woman.

Talyor stared at her as defined lines became apparent, colors leaked in and life was made before her.

The woman was unearthly beautiful. Long strands of silver hair that shimmer down to her feet, some of the amazing locks were twisted together to form decorative tails, her body was clothed in a simple brown dress with two silver emblems sewn on them.

But it was her eyes, Taylor swallowed as she stared into them, as they stared into hers.

A shade of blue that no gem Taylor had ever seen even came close to matching.

In some insulting way to the woman, there was a small resemblance to the Simurgh. Inhuman, ethereal and otherworldly

But Taylor felt intimidated by her for another reason than the monster. Taylor felt...

There didn't seem to be anything imperfect about her and it unnerved Taylor on some level, the lack of fakeness to the whole image was making her struggle to accept this person as real.

"H-hello?" she croaked and cleared her throat. The woman smiled and Taylor looked down.

It wasn't a sexual thing or anything like it, Taylor could feel that but looking at the woman made Taylor feel...small

"Greetings," she responded and her voice was...nice. Taylor latched on to that, how casual she sounded.

"Are you...this a bit rude, but did I create you?" Taylor needed to know, even if deep down she sort of already knew.

A straight answer from her could make Taylor feel a lot more confident in herself, maybe her powers could...explain themselves?

Taylor so far knew, without a doubt somehow that she could create these beings, and how to as if it were engraved onto her brain. The rest?

Flying blind and Air force Taylor needed help.

"You summoned me, that is right. Did...you not mean to? Oh dear..." she murmured and Taylor shook her hands, trying not to grin.

"I did, I mean I wasn't sure what would happen but this great, this means I have powers! This means I-" she was cut off as the woman's face went wide with shock, she reached forward, almost with lightning fast reflexes and yanked Taylor behind her, throwing her arm out as if to shield her. The touch was electrifying, soft and reassuring.

It also threw Taylor about like a rag doll without any effort, which was scary since Taylor wasn't that easily moved by normal people.

Being tall made her awkward to move, as experience taught Sophia.

"A demon cowers in the shadows!" she stated but not in fear, Taylor noticed, but in anger.

Taylor wondered if she summoned a crazy lady and it was time to go home, but true to the woman's word a demon did appear.

Not in hellfire but in a puff of ash.

Taylor stared at him. His red demon mask tilted at them, the black body suit making it hard to see details, he pulled out a knife and then another.

His appearance rang some distance bell, but the little teleporting trick he did confirmed one thing.

Cape.

Taylor began to yank on the woman's arm.

"Come on! We can't stay here, he'll kill us!" she warned and the woman looked down at her and smiled.

"He may try," she said and took a step forward.

The demon guy tilted his head again and rushed her. He swung one knife and Taylor reached for the woman again, not willing to sit around as she was gutted.

But the demon broke apart in a cloud of ash again, the flakes vanishing on the sea breeze.

"What-" Taylor began but the woman looked up and Taylor followed her gaze up to bare warehouse window frame, where the cape sat.

Looking down at them.

Taylor was trying to get her thudding of heart under control but it refused to listen to her mental command.

He was testing them, playing with Taylor and the woman.

He fell and landed with a silent crouch, spinning the knife lazily.

He didn't say a word as he walked slowly up to the woman.

"Please, he's going to kill you," Taylor tried again, looking around for a weapon to defend them.

There was sudden motion and the demon appeared in front of her, in front of the woman without a sound, the dagger reared back in one hand as he rushed forward

Taylor screamed and the woman smiled.

"Not even death keeps will harm you tonight, Taylor," she promised and the knife struck the woman...and bounced off, the demon breaking apart into ash within seconds.

Taylor blinked as her mind failed to understand but there was no time to understand, her mind filled with light and...there was a second card.

If the woman shined a bright light, this one was a supernova but unlike the woman with her silver hair, this card did not wait for her permission, it rushed out of her hand with a roar.

The woman turned to Taylor and her hair began to fly about wildly, the air was filled with beating wings and the sound of a predator.

"Nothing...will harm you tonight." she promised as everything turned to blue light.

Taylor couldn't help but think that Dad...would definitely have panicked.