Hi There Reader Leaf here!

So like I promised I'm finally re-writing the prologue like I promised to so long ago

and I made it much MUCH better, or at least I hope I did

This was the first and so far only YGO fic I've ever written

I'll keep these notes up here because they still pertain to the story

1. This story will not contain any Yaoi or Yuri material pairings or otherwise. Sorry to all those fans but i already have my own pairings in mind and to my knowledge there isn't any canon same sex couple in the series.

2. Contains anime terms if you don't know what something refers to google it. Our overlord google has all thy answers.

3. I won't be using any Japanese language in the story, though it is set in Japan. In my Domino city it's mainly populated by foreigners and so English is the main language used there. So apart from the occasional word or term it'll be all in English. The only exception is this chapter that is set in Tokyo city where all characters would actually be speaking Japanese but I have written it in English because I don't know Japanese but apart from this everything is in English.

4. Unfortunately I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! I'm just a huge fan of it and I'm borrowing characters from it. I will only do one disclaimer for this whole story since I'm sure you understand.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH!

Now without further ado

ENJOY!

Prologue

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!

I rolled over in my bed swiping off the alarm ringing from my phone. It was early, 6am. I let out a quiet sigh as I sat up in bed swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My toes touching the plush carpet gingerly before my soles pressed against the ground and I stood up with a stretch.

I changed out of my sleeping clothes getting out a good looking but comfortable outfit from my suitcase and packing away the ones I slept in. I gave a slight yawn as I wondered out of my bedroom empty apart from the bed and other fixtures, and into the bathroom next door.

Turning on the tap of the bathroom sink running some warm water before bending over to splash my face with it. Blindly I reached for a close by towel to pat my face dry with before straightening up to look at myself in the mirror.

Green eyes slightly tired, lightly tanned skin and long brown hair, the colour of dark chocolate, that was messy from sleep stared back at me. I tussled my hair glaring at how messy it got from one night of sleep as I grabbed a brush and started to comb the knots out.

I know the easiest solution would be to cut it short if I didn't want the hassle of long hair. I loved having long hair too much though and would never cut it. After brushing my hair smooth I tied it into a high pony tail to keep it out of my face, leaving the bathroom to grab a quick breakfast.

Most of your regular household appliances were missing from the kitchen, only big items like the refrigerator, stove and oven and microwave were left. Annoyingly the toaster had already been sent over to the new place so instead I heated up something in the microwave and ate that.

Looking around at the mostly empty apartment I was reminded what today entailed. Today was the day I'd move to a new city. I'd fly out and have to unpack all the boxes, sort out the appliances and make sure the rooms were in order. I'd also have to pick up my cat, Meko, when i got over there.

She'd been sent to the new city the previous day and no doubt was anxious for me to arrive. I gave a soft sigh, the occurrence of moving was nothing new to me.

I had moved more times than I cared to count. We were moving from our apartment in Tokyo city to a place known as Domino city. Honestly I hadn't known about relatively small city until I found out we were moving there. And when I say we, it's really more like just me. My parents didn't exactly live with me.

Mother travels constantly, at one point she was a model but now she's the one who runs the fashion shows. She is rarely ever where I am. My father is a bit different he is where I am some of the time, though he's at home about as much as mother is. Which isn't very much.

The first and only son of a family business based around technological hardware. He now runs that business and is always out on negotiations leaving me to my own devices. It had been this way for a few years now. I didn't mind. Being alone meant it was quieter and I liked quiet.

My parents were good enough to make sure I lived comfortably, no matter where I was. I appreciated them for that. I had plenty of clothes, groceries and spending money. As long as I didn't get into trouble I was left mostly to my own devices, though sometimes my parents sent people to check up on me.

It was better than going to boarding school like I had in late primary to early middle school. I cringed inwardly; the only thing worse than school, was a school you couldn't get away from. Early primary school was better since I stayed in one place most of the time. At that time she was still around.

I shook my head of the thought, it was better not to think of that now. I had other things to do. I was now fifteen, in tenth grade and I didn't need anyone watching over me. In fact I preferred it like this. It was better this way. Brushing my teeth and packing away final belongs I readied myself for leaving.

I glanced at the apartment empty of almost all furniture before leaving the room. I travelled down to the bottom floor in the elevator handing in my key to the woman at the front desk. Dragging my suitcase along the carpeted floor I went outside onto the curb where a taxi was waiting for me.

The male driver took my suitcase and put it in the trunk without so much as a word. I sat in the back seat with my handbag and looked out the window as the man drove me to the airport. I watched the streets and people pass by with a blank expression.

Tokyo city was a good place to live, busy and filled with people it was a bit overwhelming at times but I still liked it. I wouldn't really miss it though. Moving to a new place was usually tough because you left people behind, people that were close to you. I… I didn't really have anyone that I was close with here.

No family, no friends, just people who were nothing more than acquaintances. This was mostly because of choice, my own choices and the choices of those around me. I didn't like to involve myself with others very often. Most other people didn't like to interact with me because I wasn't that friendly.

I gave a sigh closing my eyes to blind the world from me. It's not like, I didn't want any friends. I just… didn't see the point. When you knew you would move away again soon, making connections just lost its meaning. Why do something that would only cause pain in the future? No point right?

I could overlook this inevitability but there were things about myself that presented more challenges. Being this way, made making friends somewhat… difficult. Things didn't typically turn out the way I wanted them to. That was just how life was.

The only people that were interested in me or wanted to be my "friend" were those that knew who my parents were. It was easy for me to spot these kinds of people. They always wanted something from me and were never genuine. I didn't like them and they'd usually get the message pretty quick.

Suffice to say, departing from this place wasn't any more heart retching today than it had been all the other times. A part of me wished things were different, but there was no point in longing for something that will never be. I tried to think optimistically. Maybe this new place would be better...

More than likely it'd be like all the rest. Well, there was only one way to find out. I sighed popping in headphones and listening to music until I arrived at the airport. Once there, my bag was taken from the trunk and given back to me.

Again my suitcase trailed behind me as I entered the airport and lined up to get my preordered ticket. The line was relatively short and moved along quickly until I stood at the front of the line. A young woman with shiny black hair tied in a tight bun wearing a dark blue uniform waited there.

The lady smiled at me as I walked over to her desk and put my larger luggage on the short desk. She had a name tag but I didn't bothering reading what it was. I showed her the barcode I had which she scanned before typing things into her computer.

"Travelling alone today miss… Tamori?" she asked in Japanese while making sure the labelling on my suitcase was in order.

"Yes." I answered plainly back.

I wasn't very inclined to give out much personal information. My father was already in Domino at this point in time. His business was partnering with some company called 'Kaiba Corp'. He was providing them with the parts to create their products. Both parties were getting a lot of money from the deal, which was why my father had left early to handle some negotiations.

"Ah you're travelling to Domino! That city is well known for its production of gaming technology and merchandise, certainly a gamers dream home." The woman spoke in a joyful tone looking down at my ticket.

I felt myself perk at this revelation. I had been moving on short notice and as a result hadn't had much time to research the place I was moving to. I did know a little about its association with games because of my father's deal. Kaiba corp was part of the entertainment industry, dealing mainly with gaming technology.

I however, hadn't known the company was based in a city also known for gaming. My parents thought most games, pretty much all games, were a waste of time. I on the other hand loved games ever since I was introduced to them as a little girl.

I loved all games, computer, console, handheld, card or table top it didn't matter to me. I had one favourite game in particular, but I hadn't played that in a long time. I touched my handbag subconsciously as I thought this. I'd get in trouble if my parents found out I dabbled in such things.

It surprised me my father would make a deal with a company based around games, but then again, from what I heard he was making a lot of money from it. My father being the business man he was wouldn't turn down a good deal, no matter whom it came from.

"That's… interesting to know." I replied to which the woman smiled handing me my ticket and rolling my luggage away.

I headed off to the terminal my plane would be departing from. I got through customs with relative ease. As I was on a domestic flight instead of an international I didn't need a passport. My carry on was scanned for any suspicious objects and obviously nothing was found.

When I reached my terminal I sat in a waiting seat clutching my ticket. I put my headphone back in and continued to listen to music with one earphone. I kept an ear out for my flights announcement so I'd know when the plane was boarding. The flight to Domino was a short one from Tokyo, only two hours.

While waiting I decided to take advantage of the free wifi and research the city I was moving to. Domino was a coastal city with a large port for trading. It had a small airport compared to the port and was only a short distance from some lovely beaches.

Domino has a thriving games industry with many of the greatest gaming advancements, such as holographic gaming arenas, having come from within its limits. These holographic gaming arenas being a development of the world famous company Kaiba corp.

Recognising the company my father was partnering with, I clicked on the link imbedded with the words to read over about it. It seemed the CEO of the company was a guy about my age, called Seto Kaiba. Being the CEO of a company at this age was quite the feat, even I was impressed.

I continued to read a bit more about the company and its shareholders existing and previous not paying much attention to the people around me.

A while later I heard a woman's voice over the speaker system talk in slow Japanese words "Flight to Domino city is now boarding, Domino city now boarding please."

I moved my hand over to push myself up to my feet. Adjusting my handbag and moving toward my flight. My flats clicked along the ground as I moved before suddenly becoming muffled by a crinkling sound. I glanced down in surprise looking at a piece of paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe.

Bending down quickly I gasped the object and straightened. Holding the paper up in front of me I saw a ticket to a random destination at the end of my fingertips. I looked at the ticket in surprise then around me at the people hurrying past. Someone had misplaced their ticket and probably didn't even know it.

I quickly went to hand it over to someone who worked here. I had my flight to get to and I didn't like touching things that belonged to other people. Something annoying tended to happen when I did. I noticed when my vision began to blacken at the edges. That annoying thing, it was happening right now in fact.

I quickly moved over to the side of the corridor and pretended to be resting my eyes. My vision faded fully then a white light flashed.

-.-.-.-

I saw a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties.

He was frantically patting his body checking his bags and pockets while saying "Where is it? Where is it?!"

He had natural blonde hair, blue eyes and spoke in English leading me to believe he wasn't a native of Japan. The woman behind the desk looked slightly bewildered by his strange behaviour.

"I'm sorry sir, but if you don't have a ticket you cannot board the plane." She apologised to him in Japanese.

This seemed to make the man only more hysterical as he rummaged through his backpack.

"No it has to be here! My wife- my wife is in labour. I've gotta get home!" he exclaimed going from English to Japanese midsentence.

The receptionist looked remorseful as she watched him.

"I'm sorry sir but boarding is nearly closed, perhaps you can take the next flight." She suggested quietly.

The man's movement slowed gradually until he was standing completely still he then gave a hefty sigh.

In a quieter more calm voice he replied "It'll be too late. This was my only chance to get there in time."

He seemed to have resigned to his fate at this point. He won't be able to see his child come into the world.

-.-.-.-

Then I was back standing against the wall as some passer-by's gave me strange looks. I looked at the ticket checking the terminal it was leaving from. It was a bit of a walk. I could miss my own flight.

Just walk away.

It's not your fault he lost it, I told myself pushing off of the wall and walking toward my flight.

I had only taken a couple steps toward my plane when I swiftly turned on my heel and hurried in the other directions groaning inwardly. I hated getting involved with other people's business but my conscience knew what the right thing to do was. I cursed under my breath as I speed walked to the terminal.

It took me a few minutes to find the right one then I looked around for the guy and spotted him. He was standing at the gate checking his pockets.

I hurried over to him and quietly called out in English "Sir I think you dropped this."

I held the ticket out to him getting two people staring at me and blinking owlishly.

The man gingerly took the ticket from my hand and looked at it before he grinned. He looked at me with genuine gratitude "Thank you so much."

He turned and handed the ticket to the receptionist who checked it with a smile. He turned around to talk to me again but I was already jogging back the way I came. If I didn't hurry now I would miss my flight. I could feel heat rising in my cheeks because of all the people staring at me running down the corridor.

My heart began thumping in my chest as voices flooded in my head.

Wonder where she's going?

What's your hurry?

Geez, slow down!

I breathed to calm myself as I hurried up to my planes gate and handed over my ticket.

"You just got here in time I was about to close the gate." The woman told me.

I forced a smile flicking my hair over my shoulder as she handed my ticket back to me.

"Have a nice flight miss." She grinned back.

I nodded at her going through the gate and onto the plane. I headed to the front of the plane into the first class section and found my seat. I found it and sat down finally calming down my heart beat. This was why I hated crowds of people, especially crowds of people staring at me.

I couldn't let myself become stressed out or voices would start whispering. The voices being people's thoughts in reality. It was a strange ability of mine, it was only one of several in fact. I leaned by head against the headdress as I closed my eyes in thought. How many did I have now?

The first ability was what happened earlier. It was perhaps the most powerful and bothersome of them all. The ability I liked to call precognitive touch. I gave this particular ability a name because as far as I knew there was no other known physic ability like it.

It was like a cross between item reading and precognition, where touching a certain object or person causes me to see a vision of the future involving the item, its owner or the person. When this is happening I will usually freeze from anywhere between a few seconds to a few minutes.

I was not able to control this ability I couldn't force myself to see a vision, it just happened. I'd prefer not to see things in the first place. It leaves me vulnerable but, keeping my hands on my belongings was the only way to control it. As shown earlier though, it wasn't always avoidable.

Secondly retrocognition: the ability to see past events, and regular precognition: seeing the future, were abilities I also had no control over. These types of visions would typically occur while I am sleeping and so are a lot less problematic. There were other abilities I had which I was able to exert more control over.

Telepathy, in this instance mind reading. Psychokinesis, moving objects without touching them. Lastly aura reading, the ability to perceive energy fields surrounding people, places and objects. These abilities were probably a lot more well-known and possibly more common.

They were romanticised a lot in movies, TV shows, cartoons and anime etc. So far I haven't come across anyone else that could actually perform them. I thought other people must exist though, since they were well documented abilities. If people did exist I assumed they were pretty good at hiding it, not much unlike myself.

The ones I had control over I kept hidden and nearly never used them. I chuckled at how pathetic I was. Some people would think having these abilities was like a super power. They had been the bane of my existence ever since I could remember. The first to manifest was my telepathy.

I can't remember much before the age of four but I do remember hearing voices throughout most of my childhood. These I know now were the thoughts of other people but as a child I had little control over it. The other abilities followed soon after.

In preschool I began seeing colours attached to people and things, that was their aura. This was particularly useful when playing hide and seek at the time. I gave a weak smile remembering winning every game of hide and seek I'd ever participated in as a child, before that smile vanished.

When you know what another person was thinking, where there hiding or even, when they were lying well… it's not much fun to hang around them, now is it? This was probably the main reason I had no friends throughout my early schooling, despite my best efforts.

In first grade I used psychokinesis to push over some bullies picking on me. At that age I was smart enough to know these things weren't normal and so I began hiding it. When I was eight I had my first precognitive experience and they have been continuing ever since.

No matter what I tried, I couldn't stop them, couldn't get rid of them. Nor could I tell anyone about them. Not even my parents knew about it. After the doctors' visits when I was little, I learned pretty quickly I couldn't trust them with this information. My whole life I had only ever told one person about something I saw.

That person is currently dead. Now no-one knew and I preferred it that way. I knew this as something people would take advantage of if they knew. I didn't want to end up some lab experiment. I didn't have anyone I trusted enough to divulge the information to anyway. I kept it a secret, my curse.

A hidden part of myself that I feared and avoided. For all this power I had I dared not use it. I had no reason to. I had no desire for power, nor any overactive desire to help others. I didn't want it. I didn't want any of it, but I was stuck with it. The best I could do was ignore it, conceal it and pretend it didn't exist. Yep.

There was nothing special about me, nothing special at all.

"Now landing in Domino city, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts." A voice directed in English overhead.

I opened my eyes from the dozing state I'd been mulling over my life in, to clip on my seat belt. We landed and I exited the plane with my carry on and picked up my other luggage. Once I got out of the airport a driver was waiting for me outside.

The forty something looking man smiled at me broadly and said in English without a hint of a Japanese accent "Welcome to Domino city, Keiko Tamori."

YAY!

So that's the new prologue

I hope you liked it and if you did be sure to let me know

now typically chapters of this story are much longer than this

especially getting into the newest chapters that are pretty much always over 10, 000 words

Updates for this story are usually slow because of the length of a regular chapter and how it takes to write

I also am currently a full time University/college student so that always comes first

usually I don't write during the semester only on holidays

I am currently on holidays so expect the next chapter up hopefully not too long

If you have any questions, suggestions or just wanna chat send in a review or PM me cause I'm always happy to chat.

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