83. --VOL2 - THREE IN CHAMBER (1/2)

yu-gi-oh! owned by kazuki takahashi and konami

fan-fiction and characters with * by emerald sonata

yu-gi-oh! (duel monsters):dark magician girl, alice

vol.2=05=

'three in the chamber'

{silent magician lv. 4 diary

this new world us duel monster had entered is very scary. however, i can't help but become fascinated by the human's advanced culture and technology. i see people carrying little crystal devices that could sing, talk to them, and even make chirping noises whenever they send this magical message to their friends who are even standing right next to them! i couldn't resist touching what they call a laptop, when i happened to walk into blue garden of these devices on display on their white benches. a nice lady in a blue uniform even introduced me to its basic functions, and it was on sale (i don't know what she meant by that). that's not all. people ride in automobiles that look comfortable inside; they even step onto an iron worm under ground to be transported to one place in the city to another at high speed; a-and there are those who could take a picture of themselves holding a cup of coffee - and everyone in the world can receive it through this ethereal-net space! it's really amazing! and no one was scared of it all, they even em

aced it... i hope that one day, i could understand this new technology and use it as freely as they could...

"sh*t!"

jack o'donnell thought this was going to work with the more webs they could wrap around the moving parts of the barrel dragon. it was only a matter of time before they could make it dense enough to jam its gears all together. right now, the amount they had only slowed it down, buying them a few more seconds, but not enough to make it trip or stop. he thought he could swing around for a few more times, hitting the legs and whatnot to finish the job.

until a blast of steam hit him the face.

"h-hooooooot!"

the young boy

aced himself as a wave of hot air struck into his body. it was scalding, but due to the force of the ejection it sent him flying away far enough to prevent him from receiving first or second degree burns. he recognized this kind of heat, something he get whenever he worked with heat lamps or engines in a garage in one of his many part-time jobs.

the heat of an engine. a regular car would have an engine that uses combustible gas to fire up the gears and chamber inside. over time, this would pick up heat. hence why there is always a tank of water on board to act as a steam release coolant. every time his chief maintenance partner started up the engine, he would feel this familiar rise in temperature

like how you stand close to an open stove or campfire, the warmth becoming more intense as you put your hand closer towards the core. it seemed based on his car analogy, the barrel dragon was over heating from all this running. it was a duel monster, but maybe with a real body that worked on living physics, it didn't realize its every action would cause an equal reactive force. so it was burning up, and it released the heat with a purge of hot air.

this only gave the barrel dragon an extra boost in speed. it cut down their operation time by half. in exactly 10 seconds, the barrel dragon will hit the mountain. it may run through it and tear up the mountain, causing a massive cave in. or it will die the second it's head smashes into the face. either way, the collateral damage wold be too great if either conclusion were left unchecked.

so jack o'donnell had no choice but to—

"woooooh! wooooooooh!"

"o-oye, puppy girl! s-stop playing around and get your balance together!"

no good. the barrel dragon felt itself overheating, making it panic even more. so it moved around recklessly. it was too big to notice the 'flies' on its back, but the heat racing down its nerves caused it to thrash around as if it wanted to kick off the fire giant from its back.

this caused all operatives in this web swinging counteroffensive to suffer technical difficulty. their rhythm of swinging is thrown off, and the timing of their pendulum return is altered. they either ended up flying away from their mark by 10 inches, or stopped dead from a

upt counter-balance and ended up hanging uselessly.

as none of them were professional soldiers who spent their days fighting giants with wire and swords all day, none of them could recover in time to reach the time limit. they were going to crash.

"tch! abandon ship! there's nothing we can do! puppy girl, get off!"

"w-woooh! woooh!"

the moment jack o'donnell swung himself over to a dangling command knight, he started to try and rip at the wire on her waist. realizing what he was doing, she protested and grabbed his only she could speak normally, she would have said 'i won't abandon you!'

"woooh! wooh-woooh!"

"thank you for the last minute love confession. now get off this thing and make a run for it!"

"wooooh!"(noooo!)

maybe out of embarrassment or frustrated that she can't speak properly, she punched jack o'donnell in the face to pass the message through.

"gubfffff!?"

"...wo - ah."

the command knight made a small sound as if she figured out she used the wrong reaction right now. the punch sent the boy flailing away from her. at the same time, the barrel dragon had to leap up and over what looked like a massive traffic jam. up along the road one of the freight trucks tipped over and people were trying to clear it. but the moment they saw the dragon-shape shadow, they gave up and ran.

the machine just hopped over it all. it was like it didn't want its feet dirtied in a puddle or something. at the same time, the whole movement made jack o'donnell swing up, higher than the creature's body.

"g-gaagk! h-his thread! i-i'm slipping!"

jirai gumo's body lifted up when the machine jumped, some of her eight feet slipping out from the holes she anchored herself into. she lost her balance and accidentally loosened her grip. she let go of jack o'donnell's thread.

"...sh...sh*t."

this made him fluttered over after a deep swing forward... and it somehow made him hover right in front of the barrel dragon's face.

it wasn't clear if it was hungry or even had a primal desire to eat flesh... but it had its maw open, and it was still running forward. with no other assist from the laws of physics, jack o'donnell drifted towards its open mouth.

"...sorry alice... i messed up."

feeling that there was no way out of this bad end, jack o'donnell had no choice... but to lift up his hand and touch the deck on the table in surren—

"iryaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"