Necropolis demon

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own YuGiOh though I wish I did.

Necro: Well, this is my second fic here in and now I know what to and not to do, one would be to check my settings and make sure that my account accepts anonymous reviews. I hope I'll get some new reviewers for this fic who could also review my other fic: Destined Duel. This fic will probably start off as sort of lame but I promise it'll be better, I'm just getting used to writing so please! Please be patient with me! I'm new.

Note: The game that Ryou created here is sort of like a combination of duel monsters and monster world in my point of view. Capsule Monster Coliseum in real life is a PS2 game just incase you guys didn't know, it's sort of like chess but your pieces are duel monsters. Playing the PS2 game Capsule Coliseum inspired me to create this fic since I noticed that it was sort of like a blend of duel monsters and monster world.

'…' Thinking

"…" Talking

The Game

Prologue

In a press conference held in Domino City Hall, the famous CEO of KaibaCorp, Seto Kaiba who was dressed in a business suit with a necktie today, was having a speech with T.V reporters, flashes from cameras and microphones surrounding him as he was standing there on stage in front of many reporters to announce his big news.

"KaibaCorp will be holding a competition and no this one will not be a tournament." He said with the microphone, "Instead, we at KaibaCorp are holding a contest wherein every duelist in Domino may join, even blunderers of the past Battle City tournament." He added, his blue eyes looking over the whole crowd.

At an apartment, Ryou, a young white blond teen was sitting in front of the T.V. eating ice cream and watching his billionaire classmate on T.V making an announcement.

"Duelists will be required to invent their very own original game to submit to KaibaCorp, the game itself has to have a use for KaibaCorp's holographic technology and must be related to duel monsters." The Kaiba on T.V spoke, "The winner of this contest will not only receive a cash prize but will also get to have a partnership deal with KaibaCorp."

'Figures, only Kaiba could ever think up of such a contest' the teen thought. He looked back at the T.V. in front of him and sighed, even though the CEO was said to be cruel and cold-hearted at least people paid attention to him. Ryou Bakura was always the invisible one, was always the one who was ignored…was always the one who didn't have a name that he could be recognized with.

Yugi was the so-called 'King of Games', Kaiba was the 'Master of the Blue-Eyes', what about him? Did he have a title? No, he didn't, he was just plain and boring Ryou. Sure Yugi and the others were his friends but he was never really ONE of them, after all, he was way to quiet and way too nice, people often took advantage of him and his kind nature.

Out of depression, the pale teen took one last glance at his classmate's cold façade and turned away, putting down the bowl of ice cream in his hand and deciding to compete in the contest. If he couldn't be recognized in the field of card games or be the well-known master of a rare card than he would be the creator of a game, a game that would make everyone notice his hidden talents, a game that would make him be seen and recognized, a game…that would give him a name.

The young teen headed to his kitchen where his laptop was at and began typing like mad, considering different ideas for a game, would it be a card game or a dice game? He pondered; looking at his living room he caught sight of his monster world board game on the floor and immediately got a brainstorm. Why not make a game based on his favorite board game? With a little changes and a couple of new rules he could make a pretty good game!

And so the teen spent the rest of the day until the night making up rules and designing the board pieces for his winning entry.

In the Kaiba mansion, Seto Kaiba, owner of KaibaCorp had just arrived from his busy day of work; he had spent the afternoon making the announcement for the contest and after that went to the KaibaCorp building to check on the new shipment of computers and work some more.

Occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall, he noted that it was already 11:49 in the night. Plopping down on a sofa, Kaiba fell promptly asleep still wearing the clothes he wore earlier in the day, which consisted of a brown business suit and red necktie instead of his usual white trench coat.

"Big brother!" came Mokuba's ear-piercing scream. Mokuba was Seto Kaiba's younger brother who had long black hair and had a really close attachment to his big brother. Apparently, the young Kaiba was still awake waiting for his brother to come home from work.

Kaiba grunted in his sleep, trying to cover his head with a cushion. The younger Kaiba tugged on his older brother's arm, forcing the teen to abruptly wake up. "What…what do you want Mokuba?" the CEO murmured, still half asleep.

"Big brother! You promised to help me with my project remember?" the black haired boy reminded, still tugging on the older Kaiba's arm.

"I forgot about that Mokuba…look can't we just do this tomorrow? I really need to get some sleep." The brunette said, trying to get back to sleep and not caring if he wasn't in his bedroom.

"But big brother!" Mokuba whined. Too late…Kaiba already fell asleep with a pillow on his face before Mokuba could pester him more.

"No fair," the boy pouted softly so as not to wake up the sleeping CEO, he left the room to get a blanket and draped it over his brother's slumbering form. Taking off the CEO's shoes and loosening the brunette's necktie, Mokuba left the spacious living room but not before whispering "good night" and turned the lights off leaving his exhausted and hard-working brother to rest peacefully.

Once out of earshot, Mokuba muttered to himself sadly, "Promises…you're always too busy big brother." With that, the young boy headed towards his bedroom completely forgetting about his project.

Rays of sunlight shinned throughout the Kaiba residence, coming from the tall windows of the luxurious living room. There was a slight movement on the velvety and expensive couch where a brunette laid, indicating that the teen was finally waking up to start another busy day…typical.

Kaiba groaned and stretched out his arms, he rubbed his eyes and tried to stifle a yawn while trying to take a look at the clock hanging on the wall across the room. 10:15 in the morning…10:15! The teen quickly got up after realizing that he was about to get late for a breakfast meeting, immediately he raced towards his bedroom and zoomed past his little brother's room.

He hurriedly took a shower and rushed to get dressed in his more comfortable yet formal white trench coat with the KC logo on the collar that he'd been wearing since Battle City. Now, calmer than he was before getting cleaned up, Kaiba noticed that his younger brother was not in his room.

'He probably left for school already' the brunette thought, yes it was a school day but Kaiba chose that day to have a breakfast meeting with his board of directors, I mean, after all he has to skip school once in a while to tend to his full-time job. Besides, it wasn't like he had much of a problem when it came to schoolwork; he's a genius is he not?

Necro: The second fic! I hope this one will get a decent amount of reviews, so again I'd like to remind you all. REVIEW! Pretty please? Review my other fic too! It's called Destined Duel, it's about Ryou getting sent back to ancient Egypt and there he meets the actual Seth (Seto Kaiba), the actual Atemu (Yami Yugi) and the actual thief king Bakura (Bakura the ring spirit). These three all fall in love with our one and only Ryou…whom do you think will end up together? I don't know too so tell me what you think so I can make up my mind on who should go with Ryou.

Now as you can see in this prologue Kaiba is always too busy to spend time with Mokuba, Mokuba never gets to be with his big brother and his big brother often breaks promises. Ryou is the type of person who just isn't recognized, people don't mind him and vice versa but all he really wants is to be acknowledged just like anybody else.