Yu Gi Oh-the chosen one (well, four!)

I was walking down Maple Street when all of a sudden some old man ran past me and dropped a pile of cards infront of me
"YO! OLD MAN, YOU DROPPED YOUR PLAYING CARDS!!!!!!" I yelled, but by the time I turned around he was already out of earshot. I picked up the deck and flicked through them "Woa! These are no ordinary cards" I mumbled under my breath. I slipped the cards, inhabited with pictures and writing, in my pocket and continued on my way to another dreary day of boring, old school with Miss Reed, the music teacher. An hour in to school I was singing another verse of 'God save our Queen' when all of a sudden the two students next to me stood up and produced pistols in each hand from their jacket pocket and the row behind me carried me and some other students off into a black van.
"It is believed" one of the men said "that some of you have Yu Gi Oh cards, if you do, I suggest that you stand now." Three of the 15 students arose. I raised my hand. "Are these things Yu-whatchamacallits?" I asked. "Yup," He said "Which means one of youz is lyin'. Fess up, Punks and show me 'em. Two students prodused a deck of cards simmilar in appearence to mine and left Tommy Jones standing there, petrified. Tommy got a well and true beating and the man erased the other 12 student memories and the only recolection of it they had were Tommy's severe brusies. The men then drove us off in their black van leaving South Adamere Combined School in the distance never to be seen again. "Yes!" I whispered to myself.