My Little Duel Academy
Chapter 3: Marshmallow Skyscrapers
“I lay a face down, your move, if you can.” The voice was starting to annoy me, his skill too. I had an empty field and an empty hand. He had an empty hand, but not an empty field though, and I was fighting a changing tide. It seemed I was powerless, the damage I did was quickly replenished, and I needed to find a way in.
“My turn!” The one card I had, it gave me hope, but then that card, the one which had been sent flying, hurtled to the ground, and into my hand.
“Seeing as it has been two turns since the ability of Time Turner, Derpy finds her way into my hand! And now, I activate the spell card, Cutie Mark Crusaders’ Cape! This spell allows me to perform a magic act, letting me draw two and a disappearing act which sees a monster getting banished.” The card had to be Derpy, as much as I didn’t want it to. Belowski yawned, and rubbed his eyes, charming.
“I summon, Rainbow Dash, Element of Loyalty in attack mode!” Out from the floor; shot a rainbow, leaving Belowski staggering backwards. She stopped about fifteen feet above the ground, mane and tail both a rainbow, coat colour of cerulean blue, eyes glistening in the sunset. A cloud with a rainbow in a lightning shape was seen on her flank, and her attack strength was 1600.
“Rainbow Dash, take out Mokey Mokey with Twenty Percent Charge!” She flew up another ten feet, swirling as she did so, before spearing down towards the floor, rainbow colours wrapping her up inside. She corkscrewed back into the Mokey Mokey, shattering the marshmallow. The life points fell, he was on 2000, and I was looking triumphant. He shrugged after the damage, which indicated that the damage wasn’t a concern.
“I end my turn with a face down.”
“My turn and I’ll draw,” He said without concern, “I activate the spell card Graceful Charity! This card allows me to draw three cards, and in exchange, discard two.” I thought about why he would use such a card, he would still end up with one card in his hand which meant he was in the same amount of trouble as before. The cards drawn and discarded, I was confused.
“I play the spell card, Pot of Greed! This lets me draw two cards.” His hand now with two cards, I realised that he was toying with me and in doing so, getting the hand he wanted.
“I play the spell card, Pot of Avarice! I can select five monsters in my graveyard, two Mokey Mokey, the two Happy Lovers and Shining Angel; and add them into my deck, shuffle them up, and draw two more!” He was adding to his hand as if his life depended on it, every move a way of making a stronger hand.
“I play my face down, Reckless Greed! This trap card allows me to draw two more cards however I cannot draw a card for the next two draw phases.” He was vulnerable unless he could get rid of me this turn, but I had the feeling that he could get pretty close. He now had five cards in his hand; I had no Idea what he was trying to set up; until he revealed three marshmallows.
“I play Polymerization!” A fusion at a time like this was just what I didn’t want, “I fuse the Mokey Mokey from my hand with the other two in order to form the ultimate Mokey Mokey, the Mokey Mokey King!” A rumbling could be heard, no monster. It intensified, the ground shaking and it felt like an earthquake at ten on the Richter scale. Then a question mark appeared, the size of my body, then two piggy eyes, a nose and a mouth and it was fifteen feet in height, and still going up, the arms visible at thirty and the feet at fifty. It was a marshmallow skyscraper, an absolute monster. And the attack strength was only 300.
“That thing isn’t nearly as strong as Dashie, and even more so as she gains 100 attack points per round!” I thought Belowski was mental. I had no idea what to expect.
“I play De-fusion!” And my luck changed. “Now my king can split up into three of its loyal subjects, three Mokey Mokeys.” The spell had wrapped its power all over the skyscraper which made a face, the type when you screw up your nose just before you’re about to sneeze. And he exploded, a mushroom cloud of pink tore through me, forcing me back against the wall behind me. When I got to my feet again, three marshmallows floated before Dashie. Then it hit me, Mokey Mokey Smackdown could demolish me with two Mokey Mokeys on the field and I would be powerless to stop it.
“Mokey Mokey number one, attack the element of loyalty with Mokey Mokey Wave!” The first red wave emanated out, looking to pierce Rainbow Dash to no avail, petering out before Dashie spiralled into it, causing anger amongst the other two, the life points of his down to 600 but crucially, the other Mokey Mokeys attack points were up at 3000.
“Mokey Mokey number two, take out that pegasus with Mokey Mokey Wave!” The wave that emanated this time, raced out twice as fast, and three times as strong. Dashie was cut up and a cloud of black smoke erupted, my hands up to cover my face, the life points down to 1700.
“Mokey Mokey number three, end this duel, attack her directly!” The final wave hurtled towards me; it would have hurt a lot.
“I activate my face down known as Parasprite Swarm! This quick play spell allows me to summon three Parasprite tokens to the field in defence mode!” They were block coloured and rounded as their cards rose with them, their green eyes not visible, as if they were dormant. The defence was 400 and I was safe for another turn, what made it better was that Belowski had run out of cards in his hand and couldn’t draw for two turns.
“Fire when ready Mokey Mokey!” And the first token was obliterated.
“I end my turn.” He said sullenly, knowing that he was vulnerable, too vulnerable.
“My move, and seeing as you have two 300 attack point monsters out, I need to find one with 900 attack points or more to win, too bad for you that I did, I summon Spike the Scribe in attack mode!” A purple dragon jumped from the card; however the size was no bigger than one and a half foot. He was a baby dragon. The majority of his body was purple except for the belly, which was a contrasting light green. Two fangs protruded out from his closed jaws and his attack strength; 1100.
“Finish him with Emerald Flame!” I roared as spike somersaulted behind the flying marshmallow, lashed out with a claw and fired a burst of emerald flames. The fires raged round it, destroying it and ironically dousing out the win of Belowski.
“Well played dude,” he said upbeat, “you’re a solid duellist.” I was surprised by the comment, he naturally was lax on his posture and questions would always be asked on whether he wanted to duel, but he was talented, and I was almost beaten.
I managed to mutter out the words, “you too,” before stuttering to the floor. There was a crack in the back of my suit, and I felt drowsy.
I woke up with a start ten minutes later to find that a bucket of water had been tipped over me, and Crowler was holding the bucket. I was dazed, angered, confused and shocked.
“What was that for?” I shouted to the surprise of Crowler.
“You were out cold, Belowski is inside his paradise now, well duelled.” This was a surprise to hear. Bewildered, I managed to say, “Thanks.” I saw Crowler was out of his suit, so was I, and yet I felt sluggish with my movement as I stood up, as if the suit had drained my power.
“I need you to keep duelling like you did today, or this school’s reputation will be down the drains.” He said with passion burning inside of him, I didn’t know why, it looked like it was his duty.
“Why do you need me to duel well?” I asked confused. His reply came to me as a shock.
“You see this school has been at the top of the duelling academies for years now and some student’s don’t help, of course we have Zane but some students like Jaden just let the school down. He was so lucky against me, if it wasn’t for that Flame Wingman, he would have been crushed under my power! We need to get rid of these duellists who destroy the establishment brick by brick and put them somewhere else, for example, out of the school, expelled!”
“Okay?” I somehow responded; it seemed that Crowler needed counselling.
“Oh good, you understand. I’ll call you to my office when my other plans fail, for now though, get better until Jaden can be beat.” I was dragged into a horrible situation. Someone who I believed to consider a nice guy was the same person who I had the task in the future of eliminating from the school, to top it off, he beat Crowler which wasn’t a mean feat.
“I’ll write you a letter explaining why you’re back at Ra so late, it’s almost dark. Well, I expect you use your free time wisely tomorrow, it is a Saturday after all.” He spoke with calm now as he got out a post it note and scrawled a notice before heading off down the stairs. I was now faced with what would be a friend of mine up against me, in what could be his last duel, and I didn’t want it to be my fault that he was leaving.