Ranryu

The duel runner hit cobblestone, and it was all Wynn could do to stop it before they crashed into an elaborate wrought-iron fence. The runner tipped over, dumping everyone out on the ground. Wynn winced. That was definitely going to scratch the paint. She examined their surroundings. "Ah, the End of Time. We should be able to get a breather here. Some quick rules," She turned to TAAron. "Don't walk off the road; you'll fall back into the Void. Don't fight the adorable fluffy demon, because he's actually the god of war. Most importantly, if you're thirsty, drink from the sparkle bucket, not the bucket of infinite shadow. If you even touch that bucket of infinite shadow, you'll be teleported to a dimension that's about to be destroyed by a space monster. Any questions?" She slapped Nameless. "Stop being hurt. We have to do stuff now." After a second of him not responding, she realized maybe he was actually hurt. Oops.

Can I steal your squirrel poem?

Wynn pressed a few buttons on her duel disk. A strange looking-motorcycle appeared in a golden shimmer. "Get on!" She yelled to Ranyu, who picked TAAron up and plopped him on the duel runner. "Come on, Nameless, this is the worst possible time to get KO'd!" She dragged him to the duel runner and stuffed him into the seat. It was a bit cramped. "I only have one signal to teleport outta here. Sorry if it's not the most pleasant place!" With a strange ripping sound, the group was teleported to a different dimension.

Ranryu hissed again, louder this time. In a shower of sparks, a figure appeared. "Hey buddy," Wynn greeted Ranryu. She saw the fight. "Um... What's going on here?"

Mmmm. Banana bread. It's better than pumpkin bread. Fight me

Ranryu hissed and sparked angrily.

Ranryu squeaked, continuing to send the signal. Wynn's duel disk beeped as the ener-D frequency changed slightly. "Oh good, they found Nameless. Now for Haly..." Wynn summoned a few dream sprites to search for her. @Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff

Ranryu considered for a second, then wound itself around TAAron's hands and feet. It continued to send bolts of energy through the ceiling. Wynn's duel disk beeped. "Hmm. An ener-D signal. Looks like Ranryu is trying to get my attention." She looked around at the gray void. How am I supposed find the others? I can't leave without them. @Ookla the Untitled

Ranryu hissed and sent larger waves of energy to the ceiling. @Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff @Ookla the Untitled

Ranryu squeaked and slithered over to TAAron. After a few seconds of internal debate, it sent a pulse of electricity at him.

Ranryu chuffled, but continued to glow. The energy didn't seem to be damaging its surroundings at all.

Ranryu sniffed, then turned around and looked at TAAron. It began glowing brightly, bolts of energy shooting up into the ceiling.

The little dragon snorted, snout sparking. It slithered off of TAAron's shoulders and began sniffing the floor.

Ranryu nuzzled TAAron's cheek and looked at him inquisitively. Electricity sparked on its wings.

The dragon poked the card with its tail, then draped itself around TAAron's shoulders. Static electricity from its scales made his hair poof up.

The card shimmered in TAAron's hand. A small snakelike dragon appeared floating in front of him. It hissed a greeting.

Wynn didn't have a lot of soul left to work with, but it was pretty easy to find a part to use. "Bye bye, kitty." The memory of her duel with Wizard and subsequent cat cuddle session was pleasant, but not the most important thing inscribed on her soul. The magic itself only took a second to perform. With a sudden jolt, Wynn was awake. The coffin's lid came off surprisingly easily. Around her was grayness. Not evil or frightening like she had expected. Just sad and empty, like a deflated balloon. Now, to find out where she was supposed to go. Wynn had never actually understood that part of the plan. In hindsight, she should've checked. Oh well. At least she wasn't trapped in a nightmare anymore.

"Dad drownded {insert name here}!" - the three year old, very loudly, at his big brother's baptism

The nightmare was over, but Wynn was still dreaming. Trapped in a dream, to be exact. How she wished she could have Haly's ability to dreamwalk! Haly was gone, though, doing something else, and the whispering voice had disappeared. The darkness was soothing, but not particularly productive. She needed to wake up. Perhaps some Shadow Magic was required. Ugh. Wynn hated the stuff. It was dangerous and unreliable, unlike her typical dueling equipment. Her soul hadn't had time to regenerate from her last shadow duel, which meant this would probably hurt a lot. Shadow Magic involved converting a soul into energy. Typically, the soul of another was used, but Wynn was alone, and besides, that was unethical. If she split off only a tiny piece of her soul, it would give her enough energy to wake up without causing irreparable damage. Here goes something...

It's called kidnapping other people and forcing them to read the books. "No, don't eat me! I have magic!" - three year old brother

*laughs at exploding kittens cards* - @InfiniteInsanity

Me gusta comer el libros. (Spanish class confusion)