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    Sorry about the monitor, man. I hope you get a new one soon.
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    Ever wonder what it'd be like if a person who could barely speak English were to rom-hack one of the Pokemon games, replace the characters, plot, and Pokemon with ones of his own creation, while at the same time making a terrible mockery of the English language as a whole?

    Of course not. Because that'd suck really, really hard. Unfortunately, even though you didn't think about it, this guy did.

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    Forgive me if I get anything wrong with this chapter, but when half the cards come from episodes not yet shown on American television, the research is hard in itself.

    When I first started playing Duel Monsters, I did so for the fun of it. Nobody warned me it would someday be a matter of life and death, and to be honest, I'm really tired of it being such. I haven't dueled once in the last three days without something truly important being at stake.

    This next duel, thankfully, gives me a chance to put things back into perspective. As far as I can tell, my opponent isn't a Darkness Infected, isn't working directly for Degas and Alexander, and doesn't plan on shooting me if I lose. She's just a girl who likes the game and wants to go up against me.

    Of course, there's something strange about her, but that's more a matter of what she's like. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it...


    Chapter Nineteen: Dangerous Attraction

    The section of city that St. Paul called its downtown had its share of problems even before the Darkness Infection materialized. Among others, it labored under the shadow of its far more prosperous neighbor, downtown Minneapolis. As a result, it seemed somehow weaker, somehow less vital than it should have. Economically, it struggled to stay alive.

    None of this mattered to Gerald's party, however, as only one thing concerned them at the moment: that the Darkness Infected were out of the region. With that being the case, the demonic city of Pandemonium would have seemed attractive.

    Chad had parked the car within sight of the Xcel Energy Center - in the name of artistry, he'd done so directly under a "No Parking" sign. It had taken an act of will to resist Laura's suggestion that they park the Corolla on the sidewalk; after all, there weren't any cops in this city anymore. (Gerald had finally awoken long enough to point out the damage to the car inherent in parking it like that.)

    In order to mentally recharge after the battle with Mi'Hen, the group was divided: Chad took off down the sidewalk for whatever purpose, while Gerald and Laura stopped at a nearby gaming store called Scry. It was easy to tell the place was open; a large sign hung from the door, declaring, "We are open. For the love of God, please come in!"

    The layout reminded Gerald of every such store he'd ever shopped in - to his left, on a series of wall-mounted shelving, sat RPG books (the Elemental Heroes RPG had released its latest supplement the week before, covering Dark World); to his right was a bargain bin for packs of old or out-of-print card games, next to which were several boxes of "five for a buck" commons. In one corner there were several deserted gaming tables, and the counter (with all the rare and expensive cards under glass) was in the other corner. The walls on either side were covered with the current card games - of course, almost all of the left-hand wall was devoted to Duel Monsters and/or Dungeon Dice Monsters.

    "Do we have money?" Laura asked, her hands in the jacket pockets.

    In response, Gerald fished a large roll of bills out of his pocket. "A gift from Lucifer when we got here," he said. "All we've spent it on is food, so there's still quite a bit left. Don't go insane, but feel free to look around."

    The redhead grinned, moved up to the counter, and leaned on it, looking over the possibilities.

    "Please don't lean on the counter," came a voice from the backroom. Its source stepped out: a tall man in early middle age, with dark hair and a thin beard, wearing a red sweater and dark jeans. "I'm glad to have customers in a time like this, but we do have regulations here."

    Laura stepped back, nodding. "Understood, sir."

    "Call me Geoff, everyone else does. Well, they would if there was anyone else here. The Darkness Infection took out my consumer base - you have no idea how glad I am to see someone."

    Gerald moved up to the counter, hands in his pants pockets, and studied one card under the glass. Finally, he asked, "This one card... it's priced far under its rarity. Why is that?"

    Looking to the source of Gerald's interest, Geoff slumped. "The more I try to sell that card, the worse it gets," he replied. "Nobody can ever find a use for it! I'm this close to just throwing it into the commons box and hoping someone takes a chance..."

    The lazy young man shut his eyes, thinking for a moment, and then shuffled over to the commons box. His fingers flipped through the box for a moment, until he'd retrieved two specific cards. He moved up to the counter, tossed his finds onto it, and said, "Add these to it and I'll take it."

    Geoff barely hesitated before taking the card under discussion from the counter and saying, "Sold!" He placed it next to Gerald's selections.

    As the two men worked out a deal, Laura slid her viewpoint along the other cards on display. After a few minutes, her gaze fell onto two specific cards and her heart nearly stopped beating.

    Amid the other cards for sale sat two cards familiar to every duelist: the Black Luster Ritual and its partner, the Black Luster Soldier. Ever since Duelist Kingdom, tales of those two had circulated throughout the duelist circuit. And there they were, in a display counter in the heart of St. Paul.

    Yugi Motoh's cards... Laura thought. They don't quite fit the theme, but... but there they are. I could always use another heavy hitter to go with Zombyra and the Master of Chains, and... well, it's the Black Luster Soldier! She pointed to them and said, "I'll take these."

    Geoff turned, saw what she was pointing to, and recoiled. "I can't sell you those!"

    "Then why are they on display?" Laura said, raising an eyebrow. "Are they fakes or what?"

    "I assure you they're real, miss," the shop owner said, leaning against a wall and lowering his head. "I keep them on display because... well, they're the Black Luster Soldier and his ritual, how better to show off what this store can get? But I can't sell them to anyone - I wouldn't dare!"

    Confused, Laura asked, "Why not? You haven't answered my question..."

    By this time, however, Gerald had moved over to that part of the counter. He passed his hand over the cards and stepped back, Heaven's Sphere shining in his pocket. "Those cards are cursed," he muttered.

    Geoff nodded. "You've heard of them?"

    "No... I can just feel it."

    "Well, you're right," the shop owner continued. "They're wonderful cards, but every last one of the Black Luster Soldiers are bewitched! Everyone who's ever played one has run into unspeakable bouts of bad luck, which is even worse for a duelist than a normal person..." He sighed. "The one you're looking at there came into my possession when its last owner rushed in, nervous and panicking, and begged me to buy it and its ritual. He didn't even haggle over the price.

    "I looked into the background of this set, and it proved to be disturbing. Before the last owner had them, this Black Luster Ritual and Black Luster Soldier had passed between seven different owners. Each of them suffered a horrible run of luck while they owned the cards - and their first owner was killed in a car crash the week after he obtained them. Just before he sold me the cards, their last owner had lost in the first round of a local tournament... on the third turn of the duel. He'd drawn the Black Luster Soldier just before the kill move hit.

    "Since I haven't played the cards myself, my own luck is unaffected... if you don't count the Darkness Infection. But I can't sell them in good conscience." He sighed again. "I don't want to think of what would happen to you with the city the way it is now."

    Laura stumbled away from the case, not even daring to look at the cards. "So how did Yugi Motoh play them without any problems?" she asked.

    Shaking his head, Geoff replied, "Who knows? Maybe he found a way around the curse; maybe it was that shiny metal thing around his neck. All I know is that nobody else can play the Black Luster Soldier without the bad luck hitting them. I heard of one guy who took his card, locked it in an iron box, buried it in a churchyard, and sowed the ground with salt - just to be sure!"

    During Geoff's speech, Gerald leaned on the wall, eyes shut and hand to his chin. Finally, he looked to Laura, then looked to Geoff, and then said, "I have an idea. Take the cards out and hand them to her. I believe I have something in my possession that will break the curse."

    "Are you sure about this?" Geoff asked, beginning to sweat.

    "Trust me. This is a relatively minor darkness compared to what I've seen so far."

    Letting out his breath, the shop owner unlocked the counter, slid it open, and took out the Black Luster Ritual and Black Luster Soldier. As he gave them to Laura, Gerald moved over to the tables, turned a chair around, and sat down.

    "Now, Laura, place the Black Luster Soldier, Black Luster Ritual, Zombyra the Dark and Master of Chains on the top of your deck," Gerald ordered, searching through his deck and placing three cards on the top.

    Laura began to catch on, and did as he ordered, thinking, This should be interesting.

    Activating his Duel Disk, Gerald pressed a button by the Life Point counter, watching the numbers roll down. "Set your Life Points to 1,000."

    In response, Laura activated her own Duel Disk, setting the Life Point counter. A ring of light began to form around them.

    "Let the ritual battle begin," Gerald said, and the Life Point counters locked at 1,000. "Laura, take the first move."

    As the duel commenced, a series of lines shot from point to point within the circle of light, forming a pattern close to but recognizably different from what the duelists knew as a Dark Duel. Geoff edged away, confused but not about to question the goings-on.

    Laura drew her opening hand, which, of course, contained the cards she'd put on the top of her deck. She paused, and then realized what Gerald wanted. "I summon Zombyra the Dark in Attack Mode," she began.

    The monster hero leapt down from the ceiling, but he looked far less confidant than usual. He glanced over his shoulder to Laura, and then down to the ring of light, visibly shivering. (2,100/900)

    "Now I end my turn," the young woman continued.

    Gerald drew, took a card from his hand, and set it onto his disk. "I summon Servant of Catabolism in Attack Mode."

    The light swelled, and the snail/slug creature bubbled into view, tracing the lines with its tendrils. (700/500) Zombyra bowed to it, sweating even more.

    "I will end my turn," the young man stated.

    Laura drew, took a card from her hand, and slid it into her Duel Disk, declaring, "As per its effect, I discard one card from my hand to Normal Summon the Master of Chains in Attack Mode."

    In front of Laura, the air began to flux and warp, finally ejecting the Master of Chains. He adjusted the sleeves of his shirt, and then began to look around himself, a confused and frightened expression on his face. (1,600/300)

    "Now..." Laura paused for effect, and then held up the Ritual Magic card. "I'll play the Black Luster Ritual, offering Zombyra and the Master of Chains as tributes. Together, they fulfill the eight-star requirement, allowing me to summon the Black Luster Soldier!"

    The altar with its crossed blades and shield appeared before the duelists, twin fires roaring in the braziers on either side of its base. For a moment, the fires died, and Laura's monsters stepped onto the braziers, arms crossed before them. The fires sprang up again, consuming them utterly, and then the fires died once more, leaving the arena dark but for the lines of light at their feet.

    From the shadows emerged a man in armor, who took one of the blades and the shield from over the altar; the other blade vanished. His armor was a shining black metal, with a red gem on the chest and the seams lined with gold. His face was barely visible under the helmet, which was modeled after the head of a dragon; cold blue eyes shone from underneath, and whether that was a red tuft or a ponytail on the back of the helmet was unclear. His blade had a notch in the center, but the light made it clear it was sharp the entire way along. The Black Luster Soldier smiled and raised his blade. (3,000/2,500)

    "I end my turn with that," Laura then announced, and the monster looked stunned.

    Gerald drew again, saying, "I will now sacrifice my Servant of Catabolism to summon Heaven's Sphere."

    The bizarre mollusk-creature rose from the ground, glowing brightly. As with each time the Sphere was called upon, the orb solidified, revealing the shining globe and its calming aura. A twisted smile crossed the Black Luster Soldier's face at the sight of it. (2,000/1,000)

    "Since I have at least 1,000 Life Points," Gerald declared, "I can use my monster's effect. By paying half of that, I can double its Attack Points for the duration of the turn. This I shall now do."

    Gerald's Life Points fell to 500, and the aura around the Heaven's Sphere intensified, making it hard for Geoff to look at it. (2,000/1,000 - 4,000/1,000)

    "Heaven's Sphere," the young man ordered, "destroy the Black Luster Soldier and obliterate his curse with your Light of Justice."

    A dot appeared on the front of the globe, growing in size as the Heaven's Sphere drew in power and light. It took aim at the Black Luster Soldier, preparing to fire.

    To Laura's surprise, her monster didn't show any fear. In fact, he dropped his sword, threw aside his shield, and stepped forward, arms stretched at his sides, as if welcoming the purifying beam of light. His eyes shut, and he smiled wide.

    A second later, the Heaven's Sphere fired its beam of light. The beam didn't make contact with the Black Luster Soldier at first - it hit a massive shroud of darkness that came into being around him. The beam continued to burn, however, forcing its way through the darkness (which both duelists realized was the curse made manifest). Finally, part of the shroud burned away, and the beam made contact with Laura's monster.

    And then the Black Luster Soldier laughed, and he continued to laugh as the beam wiped him off the face of the earth. The shroud of darkness exploded into fragments and wisps, and Laura's Life Points hit zero, ending the battle.

    The circle of light disappeared, and for a moment there was only silence. This was broken when Gerald began to snore, his head slumped onto his chest. The shop owner finally rose from behind his counter (where he'd dropped just before Heaven's Sphere attacked), pointing to Gerald and asking, "Is he always like that?"

    "I've seen him stay awake twice," Laura replied. "Otherwise, it's a reflex for him." She walked up and gently patted her friend on the cheek.

    With a few quick blinks, Gerald shook his head, yawning. "That should have dealt with the curse."

    "How can we be sure?" Laura asked.

    The lazy young man shut his eyes (Laura holding onto his hair so that he wouldn't doze off), thought for a moment, and then said, "Shuffle the Black Luster Soldier and the Black Luster Ritual into your deck, along with the Master of Chains and Zombyra. Keep shuffling until you're sure the cards are mixed, and then deal out your deck."

    Although she wasn't sure what he was up to, Laura did as Gerald asked, adding the cards back to her deck and shuffling for a good minute. She then took the deck, turned it bottom-card-up, and spread it out on the counter.

    Geoff and Laura both stared. The Black Luster Soldier was in the dead center of her deck... flanked by Zombyra and the Master of Chains. The Black Luster Ritual, meanwhile, was a few cards down, the four Sasuke Samurai monsters surrounding it.

    Rising from his chair, Gerald strolled up to the counter, admired the arrangement, and said, "The cards you hold dearest are surrounding them. I'd say that's a good sign the curse is gone." He then looked to Laura. "Wouldn't you?"

    Laura nodded and then asked Geoff, "How much again?"

    "No charge."

    Taken aback, she said, "Are you sure?"

    The shop owner took a deep breath, replying, "Until today, I thought those cards would just sit in the display case until the end of time. But now... If those cards really are safe again, I have no right to charge you for them; after all, you're the ones who made them safe. In a way, they were yours to begin with."

    "Thank you," Laura said, gathering her deck together and putting it back in her Duel Disk. She then paused, looked at another card in the case, and pointed to it, asking, "Is that one cursed?"

    Looking into the counter, Geoff shook his head. "Not that I know of."

    The redhead smiled. "I'll take that one... and this one I don't mind paying for."

    0000000

    While Gerald and Laura were in the store, Chad was a block down the street, wandering along the sidewalk with his head down. He moved with long sweeps of his feet, as if he'd thrown his entire body into the same aimless funk as his life.

    He stopped in front of a music store, raising his head and glancing through the windows. The store was abandoned, as were its neighbors on either side, but the door was wide open. Apparently, someone was inside.

    Curiosity overtook self-preservation, and Chad headed inside. There wasn't anyone there, as far as he could tell, but a violin sat on the counter, its bow atop it. Someone had just rosined the bow not too long before.

    The tall young man couldn't resist. He took off his Duel Disk and set it down, picked up the instrument along with the bow, and then paused. I wish I'd had time to practice, he thought. I've been playing the thing since my sixth birthday, but with all that's gone on in the past week, I'm a little out of touch. He set his fingers to the strings, tucked the body under his chin, adjusted his head to the chinrest, and carefully tuned the violin to G-D-A-E.

    "Sonata Number One for Solo Violin, First Movement, J.S. Bach," he said to no one. With that, he set the bow to the strings, sat on the counter, and began to play.

    Between his own rusty skills and the quality of the instrument before him, Chad didn't expect virtuoso performance. And for the first few notes, the only word to describe the music would be "deplorable", or perhaps "abysmal". But as the song went on, he found the old skills returning to him, and discovered just what the violin in his hands was capable of. He shut his eyes, grinned, and pressed on, generating a melody that did its composer proud.

    By the time the song was over, Chad was relieved - he'd found something to justify his existence, if not his presence. He then heard someone clapping, set the violin down, and opened his eyes.

    The applause was coming from a young woman, apparently the one who'd broken into the shop, if Chad had to guess. She had light olive skin and long, shiny black hair, and although her eyes were closed at the moment he thought they'd take up half her face once she opened them. She couldn't be more than nineteen, and there was something about her that made her youth all the more obvious. She wore a short-sleeved white blouse and a long, frilly white skirt with lace on the hem. It occurred to Chad that the girl (somehow, calling her a young woman didn't work) resembled a human-sized doll; he would've sworn one of his cousins had owned a doll just like her.

    The girl stopped applauding and opened her eyes; as Chad had thought, they were incredibly large, and had that indefinite color you could only describe as "dark". "That was amazing!" she said, her voice registering a European accent he couldn't quite place. "I mean, I've played the violin since I was five, but I could never get it to sound like that, and don't think I didn't try!"

    "How old are you?" Chad asked.

    "I'm nineteen, why do you need to know?"

    He smirked. "I'm twenty-two and I've played it since I was six. There's your answer - I have two years more experience at it."

    After a moment to think about it, the girl nodded repeatedly. "You're probably right, but I'm gonna go with my first answer..." She smiled wide. "You're just better than I am! By the way, before we go any further, my name's Vivienne!"

    No last name? Chad thought. "My name is Chad Montmelier. Call me Chad. Why are you in town?"

    "This reason, that reason, any reason, no reason. Take your pick." Vivienne smiled again, putting her hands behind her back. "And why are you here? Anyone who could got out of Dodge at the first opportunity. By Dodge I mean the Twin Cities."

    It took Chad a few seconds to work out what she'd said. "I'm here for the same reason everyone else ran. My friends and I think we can destroy the Darkness Infection, so it wouldn't be the best idea to leave before that's done."

    Vivienne tilted her head, her body tilting in the same direction. "And how're you going to do that? I don't think you're the magicial equivalent of the CDC. Are you carrying a giant shot of mystical penicillin or something?"

    "You could say that," Chad replied, "except we are the syringes. At the moment, we're trying to find the guys who did this." No need to tell you just how lost we are, Chad thought.

    For a moment, the girl looked confused, and then she giggled. "However it works, I'm fine with it!" she said. "But then again, when haven't I? My brothers used to say I'm the most agreeable person on the face of the earth, and I agree with them." She then looked past Chad to his Duel Disk and smiled wider. "Is that your Duel Disk or did you steal it from someone else? If you did, I'm fine with that."

    There was something about Vivienne that was royally confusing the artist, and he was starting to like it despite himself. He replied, "Yes, it's my Duel Disk. Long story, but it's part of how my friends and I are taking care of the Darkness Infection."

    "Who knew? Duel Monsters is a pastime, a magical cure-all, and a dessert topping!" Bouncing on her heels (Chad noted she was wearing white dress shoes), Vivienne asked, "Can you duel me? There just aren't too many good opponents now that everyone's disappeared."

    The artist gave the proposal much thought. He knew next to nothing about this girl other than she was Gerald's complete opposite in every way, and anyone could be the next specialist. On the other hand, it was entirely possible that her hyperactivity was just the way she always was, in which case he could use a duel without any win-or-die conditions. "Deal," he finally said.

    He was unprepared for the crushing-strength hug Vivienne inflicted on him immediately afterward. "YAY! YAY!" she cried as she nearly broke Chad's spine. "Just bring me that white bag from behind the counter and I'll be right outside!" She let him go, allowing Chad to resume normal breathing, and dashed out of the building fast enough to leave a smoke trail.

    At this point, Chad considered sneaking out the back of the music store and running away, but he decided against it. He put his own Duel Disk back on, picked up the aforementioned bag, and headed out onto the sidewalk.

    0000000

    As he stepped out of the store, Chad noticed that Gerald and Laura had just arrived; Gerald was leaning against a wall, eyes closed, and Laura stood next to him, gaping open-mouth at Vivienne. Since Vivienne was, for lack of a better term, gamboling about the sidewalk, Chad could fully understand the other woman's confusion.

    Setting the bag down, Chad said, "Here you go, Vivienne." He then stepped back in case of any more hugs.

    The girl stepped forward, took the bag, and stepped back, opening it. It was filled with deck cases, which she sorted through while talking to herself. She was grumbling, "Armors are old-fashioned, Kuribohs I've played too many times, flip-effects are too tricky, equips are clumsy and not subtle enough... Ah, here we go!" She held up one case in particular, smiling wide. "The perfect deck!"

    Rather than make a comment, Chad activated his Duel Disk, asking, "Where's your disk?"

    Vivienne tilted her head, and then snapped her fingers. She reached into the bag again, taking out a pink bead, and threw it in the air, saying, "Spirits of the dreaming world, bring my Duel Disk to me..."

    The bead hovered in midair, and then began to spin. As it spun, an outline of a Duel Disk faded into view around it, slowly filling in over the space of several seconds. In due time, the bead fell from the sky and into Vivienne's bag, and she caught the completed Duel Disk, strapping it to her arm.

    Gerald blinked a few times before saying, "Impressive ability. Where'd you learn it?"

    "My dad taught it to me," the girl replied, sliding her deck into the proper slot and activating the Duel Disk. "He taught me a lot of nifty magic tricks, but I'm not allowed to use most of them except in emergencies." She giggled, causing Laura to clench both fists. "I really don't think you're the sort of guy who would ever qualify."

    Chad nodded, replying, "At least not the sort of emergency that would require magical aid. As far as dueling goes... depends on your skills. Ready?"

    When he said that, Vivienne suddenly looked distracted, glancing skywards. "Ummm, just a sec..." She closed her eyes, brow furrowing as if in deep thought, and then smiled, opened her eyes, and declared, "Let's duel!"

    Both Life Point counters set themselves to 8,000.

    0000000

    A fireball burned its way through the skies over downtown St. Paul. Its flight suddenly became erratic, weaving through the air, before it finally settled on the roof of a Burger King, melting the siding. There was a flash, and Lucifer Allumette appeared with his chin in his hand, a perplexed expression on his face.

    "Zat spell," he thought aloud "It's a Dream obscuring spell, designed to keep ze user from being found. Zat's how zey managed to keep zemselves hidden so long..."

    He then chuckled. "Nice try, but at zis range, it's barely better zan a hazy day when it comes to cover. And besides, a spell's teacher can poke zrough it without a second try - and who do you zink taught you zat spell, hmmm?"

    Spreading his arms, Lucifer became the ball of fire once again, launching himself into the sky.

    0000000

    "You made the challenge," Chad told Vivienne, "so you can go first."

    Drawing her opening hand, the girl said, "Thanks!" She looked at her cards, and then said, "I'll start by summoning Toy Soldier in Attack Mode!"

    A wooden toy soldier appeared on the field, carrying a gun and dressed in full field regalia. It would have looked more impressive if it weren't for its lack of a face other than two dot eyes. (800/300)

    "Next," she continued, "I'll set two cards facedown." Both concealed holograms appeared in front of the girl, and she raised her hand in front of her mouth, fluttering her eyes at Chad. "Your turn..."

    One of Laura's eyes began to twitch, and Gerald sighed, saying, "Please remember that inflicting harm on Vivienne would count as interference."

    As Chad drew his own opening hand, he thought, I'm fairly sure flirting with your opponent is an illegal move, but I can't bring myself to complain. He thought for a moment, and then declared, "I'll start with Pitch-Black Warwolf in Attack Mode!"

    A snarling, sword-bearing lycanthrope marched onto Chad's field, his rage barely suppressed. He hungrily eyed Vivienne's soldier, which raised its gun and aimed at the beast-warrior. The werewolf merely snapped at it. (1,600/600)

    "Remind me, that thing negates my traps during our Battle Phases, right?" Vivienne asked. Before Chad could answer, she went on, "Good thing I can set this one off right now, then! Activate Shadow Spell!"

    From absolutely nowhere, a dozen black metal chains launched out and wrapped themselves around the Pitch-Black Warwolf's limbs, dragging him to the ground. He snarled again, only to get a chain sealed around his muzzle. (1,600/600 - 900/600)

    Groaning, Chad took a card from his hand and slid it into his Duel Disk. "I set this facedown and end my turn," he said.

    As Vivienne drew, the Toy Soldier took a small bugle out from under its jacket and set it to where it should have had a mouth. Fingering the keys, it played a call to arms, whereupon two more wooden soldiers appeared to either side of it. (800/300 x3)

    "That would be my Toy Soldier's special ability at work," Vivienne declared. "If it's on my field during my Standby Phase, I can summon two more from my deck to the field in Attack Mode. Now I think they could use a morale boost, so I'll play the Magic Card known as Drum and Fife Platoon!"

    As the card shimmered into view, a group of wooden soldiers came out of it, carrying several fifes and drums. They marched in front of the Toy Soldiers, playing a rousing march on their instruments. The soldiers saluted, swelling with pride. (800/300 - 1,600/300 x3)

    "Can they do 'When the Saints Go Marching In'?" Gerald asked.

    "They don't do requests," Vivienne replied. "However, they do have a nice effect - every monster I control that has less than 1,000 Attack Points gets their Attack Points doubled for the turn. Now, since I'm more of a cat person... Toy Soldier, execute the Pitch-Black Warwolf with Pop Gun!"

    The first Toy Soldier raised its gun to its eyeline, revealing a cork stuck on the end of it. It cocked the weapon, took aim and fired, the cork bouncing off the Pitch-Black Warwolf's head. It collapsed in its chains, shattering into a thousand pieces.

    Even as his Life Points dropped to 7,300, Chad declared, "I activate my trap, Animal Trail, which lets me add a Beast-type monster to my hand when one of my monsters dies in battle!" He searched his deck for a moment and then slid his chosen card into his hand.

    Vivienne giggled again, announcing, "Too bad I can't play with it until next turn, huh? Especially since I've cleared the line of fire! Now attack him directly, my other Toy Soldiers!"

    As she announced it, the other wooden soldiers drew a bead on Chad and fired their corks at him. Both projectiles hit him in the stomach, bending him over double and causing him to weeze as his Life Points dropped to 5,100.

    "Please tell me playtime isn't over so quickly," the dark-haired girl said, frowning. "It'd be a shame to be over so soon... Either way, a card facedown completes the set. Your move." With the end of her turn, the march ended, returning the Attack Points of her monsters to normal.

    Nodding, Chad took a deep breath and drew his next card.

    Bracing herself, Vivienne slid her finger over one of the Magic/Trap zone buttons.

    "I'll start the turn with Cold Wave!" Chad announced. "This makes all other Magic or Trap cards useless until my next turn!"

    Laura turned to Gerald, asking, "You gave it back to him?" The lazy man nodded.

    Oh, me, oh, my, the girl thought.

    The air began to cool around them, and then flashed to freezing. All of the facedown cards on either duelist's fields were now sealed inside a thin layer of ice, which slowly began to melt.

    "Remarkably durable ice, given that it's late June," Gerald noted. Everyone else involved showed amazing tact by not answering him.

    "Next up," Chad continued, "I summon my Gyaku-Gire Panda in Attack Mode."

    A truly vicious panda walked into the space in front of Chad, brandishing a gigantic bamboo club. It snarled at the toys, and they pulled their guns on it in response. (800/1,600)

    "Hold your fire!" Vivienne yelled at her monsters. "It's an endangered species!"

    "Actually, I'd say that honor goes to your Toy Soldiers, considering the special ability of that monster," Gerald said from his spot against the wall. "The Gyaku-Gire Panda gains 500 Attack Points for each monster opposing it."

    Chad sighed, thinking, I was just about to say that... Meanwhile, his panda went completely out of control. (800/1,600 - 2,300/1,600) He took a moment to catch his breath before ordering, "Gyaku-Gire Panda, send one of the Toy Soldiers back to the shop!"

    After pounding the ground for a moment with its bamboo stick, the giant panda grabbed hold of the first Toy Soldier. It threw the wooden toy into the air, and then swung the stick, knocking the Toy Soldier into the atmosphere. There was a brief sparkle as it left orbit.

    Vivienne's Life Points lowered to 6,500, and she seethed, looking at her hand.

    "If it's any consolation," Chad said, almost looking sad, "my Gyaku-Gire Panda weakens by 500 points now that I've killed a Toy Soldier." Indeed, the monster seemed calmer. (2,300/1,600 - 1,800/1,600) "That's it for my turn."

    Drawing a card, Vivienne groaned; the ice on her facedown cards was much smaller, but still there. She took a card from her hand, saying, "I'll switch my Toy Soldiers into Defense Mode and leave it at that."

    The wooden soldiers knelt, crossing their guns across their chests.

    "Mistake," Gerald muttered quietly enough that only Laura could hear. She tilted her head at that.

    As Chad drew, he smirked. "Vivienne, you just did me a favor - the Gyaku-Gire Panda deals damage through defense, so I can hurt you even worse than I could have before! Before I do that, however, I'll set two cards facedown..."

    Two facedown cards flashed into being in front of the artist.

    "Next," he added, "I summon Exarion Universe to my field in Attack Mode."

    All around them, the air warped and turned odd colors, until finally the reason for it trotted out. The Exarion Universe, a large, green-skinned centaur in body armor, stepped into play, holding an intricate lance in one hand. (1,800/1,900)

    "In response, I activate my Toy Cannon Trap Card!" Vivienne declared. "When I activate it, I deal you 400 points of damage and switch one of your monsters into Defense Mode - I'll do it to Gyaku-Gire Panda!"

    A large brass cannon fell in front of the kneeling Toy Soldier, who took hold of the pull-string emerging from the cannon's back.

    Raising her hand, Vivienne thrust it down, shouting, "Fire at will! But not at Will, since he's a friend of mine!"

    Gerald and Laura looked at each other for a brief moment; following it, both duelists groaned simultaneously.

    The Toy Soldier yanked at the cannon's pull-string, and it fired a large cork ball. The ball struck the panda in the stomach, and it fell backwards, knocking Chad over as it collapsed onto all fours and switched to Defense Mode. As the artist pushed himself upright, his Life Points fell to 4,700.

    Brushing the dust off of his red leather pants, Chad said, "Nice trick, but my Exarion Universe can damage you through Defense Mode as well, as long as I cut his attack power by 400 points. I'll do that now. Exarion Universe, attack one of the Toy Soldiers with Stardust Javelin!"

    Holding the lance in his fingertips, the mysterious being charged it with his energy. (1,800/1,900 - 1,400/1,900) He then threw it at the kneeling soldier, impaling it. Light rose from the impaling weapon, consuming the toy utterly and dropping Vivienne's Life Points to 5,400.

    "That will be it for me," Chad then said.

    Vivienne drew, and then giggled as she tucked the card into her hand. "I'll start by playing a Field Magic Card, the Haunted Dollhouse!"

    The music store and the street around it disappeared, replaced by a dark void. Gerald stood up straight, concerned as to what he was leaning against. Soon, the void vanished, replaced by a decrepit mansion with oddly-proportioned furniture scattered about. The lazy man resumed leaning.

    Chad raised an eyebrow, asking, "What does this place do?"

    "Nothing at the moment," the girl replied. "Absolutely nothing. For now, I'll set a monster in Defense Mode and play a Magic Card known as Toy Memorial!"

    The facedown monster appeared in front of Vivienne, and behind it appeared a card with a picture of several toy soldiers gathered around the broken pieces of one of their number.

    "This," the girl continued, "actually has an effect at the moment. It lets me draw a card for every card with Toy in its name in my Graveyard - that's two Toy Soldiers and Toy Cannon, so I get three cards. But I can't attack on this turn if I do it, not that I planned to." She drew three times and concluded, "I'll set one more card facedown. Your turn!"

    Chad drew his next card, thinking, that Toy Soldier isn't much of a threat at the moment. Whatever that facedown monster is, however, I can't take the risk of having it lash out at me. "I set a monster in Defense Mode," he said, "and switch my Gyaku-Gire Panda back into Attack Mode! Panda, attack Vivienne's facedown monster!"

    The panda rose onto its hind legs, grabbed the bamboo stick, and charged the girl's field, growling for blood.

    "Activate Widespread Ruin!" Vivienne declared. "Your monsters are tied, so I'll destroy the attacking one with it!"

    And then the Gyaku-Gire Panda exploded, leaving only its bamboo behind.

    The artist shrugged, looked to Exarion Universe, and said, "I don't think I'll use your effect this turn. Instead, attack her facedown monster with Stardust Pike."

    In response, the green-skinned otherworldly monster nodded and charged, lowering his weapon to waist level. It slid cleanly through the girl's facedown monster... which turned out to be a small, cute little doll. (1,000/1,000)

    Vivienne waved one of her fingers, telling her opponent, "This is Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll. Her first effect prevents her from being destroyed in battle..."

    "First?" Chad asked.

    "She has three. The second effect does 500 points of damage to anyone who attacks her."

    A chilling laugh echoed throughout the Haunted Dollhouse, and the lights flickered as twin hands emerged from the shadows. They clawed into Chad's skin, making him cry out as his Life Points hit 4,200.

    "That sets off my Trap, Numinous Healer!" Chad shouted as he hit it. A winged woman in a nurse's outfit sprang from his facedown card, swatting away the shadowy hands. "When I take damage to my Life Points, she gives me back 1,000 points!" The nurse's hand slid over Chad's cheek, and she smiled as his Life Points rose to 5,200.

    All Vivienne did was shrug. "The third effect... well, she's called 'the Wandering Bisque Doll' for a reason..."

    For a moment, Chad didn't understand it. He then realized Alice was no longer on her field. He looked to his own field, and jumped as he saw the monster sitting next to Exarion Universe. "So... she comes under the control of her attacker, then," he said once his heart rate stabilized.

    "Pretty much," Vivienne replied. "By the way, the effect of the Haunted Dollhouse kicks in now. When Alice switches control to my opponent, the spirits of this place let me bring out a Doll Part from my deck. So I'll summon Doll Part Blue in Defense Mode!"

    Shadows gathered in front of the girl, eventually fading away to reveal a disturbing monster: a severed doll head with long blonde hair. (0/0)

    Eesh... Chad thought. "I'll end my turn, then."

    "I have seen Dark Necrofear," Gerald said, staring at the Doll Part. "I've seen Millennium Scorpion eat a Dark Magician Girl alive. But that may be the creepiest monster I've seen in a long time."

    Meanwhile, Laura sighed, thinking, How did I know she was going to use dolls?

    As Vivienne drew, she began to rock back and forth on her feet, smiling. "Okay, then, what to play with next?" she asked nobody. "Ah, there we are. I summon Doll Part Gold in Attack Mode!"

    A pair of arms floated down from the ceiling of the Haunted Dollhouse, hanging in midair next to the head.

    "Next," she continued, "I'll play the Magic Card known as Creature Swap. This lets me give you one of my monsters for one of yours, so I'll give you my Toy Soldier and take back Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll."

    Alice disappeared from Chad's field as the Toy Soldier appeared in its place. At the same time, the Toy Soldier disappeared from Vivienne's field, now replaced by the Wandering Bisque Doll.

    "Why did she take Alice back after going through the trouble of giving her away?" Laura asked Gerald.

    His response was, "I know as much about these cards as you do, which is to say I haven't the slighest idea."

    Vivienne concluded with, "I'll set one card facedown and end with that." She then placed her hands on her knees, leaned forward, and purred, "Don't keep me waiting..."

    Laura's fists began to clench.

    Chad, on the other hand, was in that limbo between fear and intrigue. He drew another card, thinking over his options, before deciding on his next plan. "I'll start by sacrificing the Toy Soldier and my facedown Soul Tiger to summon Big Koala in Attack Mode!" he said in one breath.

    Both monsters disappeared, the Toy Soldier falling to pieces before it did, and in their place emerged an appropriately-named giant koala. It munched a eucalyptus leaf for a moment, and then paused, looking at its surroundings. Raising its fist, it punched a hole in the Haunted Dollhouse's roof, letting in the sunlight. (2,700/2,000)

    "Awwwww..." Vivienne said, smiling at the large but cute creature.

    The artist looked nonplussed. "Ummm... Big Koala, attack the Doll Part Gold with Thunder from Down Under... or just eat it, whichever."

    The large marsupial reached down, scooping up the toy arms, and threw them in the air. They landed in its open mouth, and it chewed on them for a moment before swallowing.

    "Activate Spirit Barrier!" Vivienne declared, the card lifting as she said so. "This prevents me from taking damage in battle as long as I have monsters!" The spirits of the Haunted Dollhouse gathered around her as she said it. "And at the same time, I'll activate my other trap, Necro-Doll Meister!"

    Gerald raised an eyebrow, asking, "Spirit Barrier I know, but Necro-Doll Meister?"

    "I can activate that card when a Doll Part is destroyed in battle," she replied. "It lets me summon two more Doll Parts to my field from my deck in Attack Mode. So I'll bring out the Doll Parts Pink and Red!"

    Another eerie laugh echoed through the Haunted Dollhouse, and two balls of purple light floated onto Vivienne's field. They transformed into a doll torso and a pair of doll legs, hovering in the air before her. (0/0 x2)

    To everyone's surprise, Chad let out a low growl before ordering, "Exarion Universe, dispose of the Doll Part Blue with Stardust Pike!"

    Again, the otherworldly centaur charged, impaling the toy's head on the end of his pike. He spun the weapon around and shattered the head on the ground.

    "That will be it for me," he finished.

    Vivienne drew, but then looked distracted. Her eyes closed, and she concentrated harder, placing her hands to her head.

    "Are you okay?" Chad asked.

    It was a moment before she responded, nervously nodding and saying, "Yeah, I'm fine now..."

    0000000

    The ball of fire stopped on top of a state of Snoopy, briefly damaging the paint job before it turned into Lucifer again. He rubbed his temples, muttering, "Why did I teach you to amplify ze spell to zat level? I'll have a migraine for a week..." He then held up his hand, palm to him, and intoned, "Ring of Clarity, pierce zis mystic shroud and open ze path to ze dreamer..."

    The ring shone, and Lucifer smirked. "Can't stop me." He reverted to the ball of fire and flew off.

    Continued in the next post...
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    Shaking her head, Vivienne began, "I play Pot of Greed!" As usual for a duelist, she paid the hologram no mind and just drew her cards. "Next, I play the Magic Card known as Shallow Grave, letting us both bring a monster back from our Graveyard in facedown Defense Mode!"

    Both duelists took a card from their Graveyards and set them into place on their fields, the facedown monsters appearing simultaneously.

    "For my next trick," the girl went on, "I'll summon another Doll Part Gold in Attack Mode!"

    Once again, the shining purple light floated into view from the Haunted Dollhouse, forming a pair of doll arms. (0/0) The various parts of the dolls assembled into a shape vaguely resembling a completed doll, but cracked and incomplete; the eyes were full of sadness.

    To Laura's surprise, Gerald let out a depressed sigh, rubbing one of his eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked. He didn't give an answer, but she had a feeling seeing the doll parts like that made him sad.

    Apparently, Vivienne noticed it as well, as she turned to him and said, "Don't be so sad, sir. The last card in my hand will make the doll parts feel better... although I don't think Chad's going to like it."

    "What are you talking about?" Chad asked.

    Sliding the last card into her Duel Disk, Vivienne shouted, "I play Burial of the Marionette!"

    Now the eerie laughs within the Haunted Dollhouse reached a fever pitch, echoing off every possible surface and bouncing around within the building. One came right behind Laura, and she snapped a kick into the darkness, eyes full of rage. Gerald ducked and covered. And Chad, staring with wide eyes, realized where the laughs were coming from: Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll.

    The Doll Parts rose into the air, lines of energy connecting them, and began to take shape. Another pair of doll arms rose into view, joined to the others by a web of energy. The feet on the Doll Part Red (the legs) bent downward, locking into the hips of the Doll Part Pink. One set of arms attached to the shoulders, and the other set gouged their way into the torso's sides. Finally, the facedown Doll Part Blue came into view and wrenched itself onto the neck.

    "So what did that card do?" Chad asked, gaze locked on the gathering parts.

    "It's a card I can only play when I have Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll on my field," Vivienne answered. "By sending one each of the four different Doll Parts to my Graveyard, I can Special Summon the ultimate spirit of broken dolls: the Doll Chimera!"

    Its assembly complete, the Doll Chimera settled on the girl's field. Its hands drummed their fingers on the floor for a brief second, and then it reared back on its legs, slashing at the air with its hands. (0/0)

    Laura looked at it and said, "So how does it gain Attack Points?"

    "It gets 400 for every Doll Part in my Graveyard," Vivienne replied. "At the moment, that's five, so that makes 2,000 Attack Points!"

    The limbs of the Doll Chimera were outlined in purple light, and it glared at Chad, drawing its hands along the floor and leaving long gouges. (0/0 - 2,000/0)

    "Now, my Doll Chimera," Vivienne declared, "attack Exarion Universe with Rage of the Broken!"

    Skittering like a spider, the misshapen doll charged at the otherworldly centaur. It flipped past it, striking out with all four of its hands and slashing through his armor. There was a pause, and then he fell apart in sections, head rolling away from the chest as the torso split in two. Chad's Life Points dipped to 5,000.

    "Your move," the girl said as the Doll Chimera stepped back onto her field.

    Okay, creepiest monster ever, Chad thought, but I can handle it. He drew his next card and instantly played it, announcing, "Graceful Charity!"

    The angel descended through a hole in the Haunted Dollhouse's roof (left by the Big Koala's fist). She shuddered a little, but still granted Chad his three draws. He looked at his cards, and then tossed two of them (Berserk Gorilla and Polymerization) to the angel, distracted by his planning.

    Opening his field slot, Chad then said, "I'm really tired of this place, so let's change the battlefield. I play the Field Magic Card Forest, boosting all my Beasts and Beast-Warriors by 200 points!"

    The floor of the Haunted Dollhouse began to buckle, and Gerald stepped away from the wall. He had good timing, as a tree burst out of the floor right where he'd stood seconds earlier. More trees bashed through the floor all around the duelists as time caught up to the dollhouse; in mere seconds, an entire forest had grown into place, and the last remnants of the previous field melted into nothingness. The Big Koala snatched some leaves off a nearby tree and ate them. (2,700/2,000 - 2,900/2,200)

    As the growth quieted down, Gerald went up to one of the trees and carefully leaned against it.

    "Now," Chad went on, "I summon Mad Dog of Darkness in Attack Mode!"

    Leaves rustled and trees shook as the blind, snarling dog stalked up to Chad's side, growling at the Doll Chimera. (1,900/1,400) It sniffed one of the trees and barked, satisfied. (1,900/1,400 - 2,100/1,600)

    Vivienne let out a little squeal, yelling, "Puppy!"

    Off on the sidelines, Laura shut her eyes and began taking very deep breaths, her body shaking with the need to hit something. Gerald pressed tighter against his tree.

    "I'm glad you like him, but I don't think the Doll Chimera will share that sentiment," the artist said. "Mad Dog of Darkness, attack the Doll Chimera!"

    With a loud snarl, the dog charged forward, batting the head off of the chimera and ripping its limbs away with its teeth. After a few minutes, the Doll Chimera was scattered across the forest floor. As before, the spirits gathered around Vivienne, protecting her from losing Life Points.

    But the monster didn't shatter into triangles. In fact, Vivienne laughed outright as her monster was attacked. "Nice try, but the Doll Chimera's more durable than that," she said. "All I need to do is discard two Doll Parts from my deck and it comes back from the dead - like so! And thanks to the extra Doll Parts in my Graveyard, it comes back stronger!" She took a Doll Part Pink and Doll Part Red from her deck and slid them into her Graveyard.

    The scattered pieces of the Doll Chimera began to pull together, another torso and pair of legs falling amid them. The torsos joined, hips to neck, and the head attached to the neck still open. Both sets of arms inserted into the shoulders, and the legs into the hips. Rebuilt, the even larger doll glared at Chad, drawing power from its new additions. (2,000/0 - 2,800/0)

    "Ummmmm..." The artist began to sweat. "I see what you mean... Well, since attacking it again would only make it stronger, I'll set a card facedown and call that my turn."

    Laura signaled for Gerald to lean forward. Once he did so, poised on her hand, she whispered, "You think that might be the next specialist? She's definitely weird enough, and I don't think normal people would play something like Doll Chimera..."

    Gerald shook his head, replying, "She's a little young to be a specialist. Besides, when she pulled that little pre-duel magic trick, she called on the 'dreaming world' - you'd think a specialist would call on darkness for that sort of effect." He paused and then added, "I have my suspicions about her, but not of that sort."

    Nodding, Laura pushed Gerald back, and he resumed leaning against the tree.

    Vivienne snapped the next card off of her deck (which was beginning to look a little thin), smiled, and said, "You know, Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll is hundreds of years old and immensely valuable. Let's smash it to pieces!"

    "I don't follow your logic," Chad replied.

    "You will in a minute. I play the Magic Card known as Doll Hammer!"

    Once Vivienne slid the card into her Duel Disk, a large hammer appeared over Alice. It came down hard, shattering the fragile doll. Once the dust cleared, however, a glowing light floated from the remains and sank into her deck. Meanwhile, the shockwave from impact knocked Big Koala onto his rear, where he stayed.

    "Not that I'm sad to see her go," Chad asked, "but what was the point?"

    The girl replied, as she drew, "Doll Hammer lets me take out a monster on my field in order to draw two cards. Plus, as a bonus, I get to switch the mode of one of your monsters!" She gave her cards the once-over before ordering, "Doll Chimera, slice up the Big Koala something nice with Rage of the Broken!"

    Chad triggered one of his facedown cards, shouting, "I know attacks mean little to your doll, but let's see it get past this! Sakuretsu Armor!"

    As the vaguely centipedian doll skittered forward, a shining armor surrounded Chad's Big Koala. The Doll Chimera lashed out at it with all of its hands, but the only effect was that the armor exploded, throwing pieces of the doll all around the forest.

    Searching her deck, Vivienne picked out two cards (Laura noticed they were Doll Parts Blue and Gold) and slid them into her Graveyard. Another head and pair of arms fell from the sky, and the Doll Chimera began to reassemble. The torsos linked up, and the various limbs locked into their sockets... but this time, two heads fought for room in a single neck, and four arms jutted out of the same shoulders, making the cracked and burned doll look even worse. (2,800/0 - 3,600/0)

    "Okay, that didn't work," Chad noted.

    Vivienne giggled, saying, "I can use that effect whenever Doll Chimera would be destroyed, not just in battle. If I'd wanted, I could have used Doll Hammer on it instead of Alice, but I didn't want to. Unfortunately, that was my Battle Phase, so..." She took a card from her hand and slid it into her Duel Disk. "I'll have to end my turn with a facedown card."

    Setting his fingers on his next card, Chad drew, thinking, Okay. That thing's not immortal. But at this point, I'm down to topdecking, and most of the monsters I've got that are strong enough to take this thing out without killing me in the process seem to have hit the bottom of the deck.

    He looked at his draw, shook his head, and declared, "I'll switch Mad Dog of Darkness into Defense Mode, set this facedown, and end my turn." As his facedown card appeared, the dog sat on its haunches, snarling.

    Before Vivienne even drew, she said, "I activate Dust Tornado!"

    All around the four duelists, leaves and branches began to shake and quiver. A sharp gust of wind blew through the area, throwing moer leaves every which way, and then a whirlwind blew past Gerald and Laura and took out Chad's facedown Numinous Healer.

    "Now," she said, drawing her card and giving it a cursory glance, "I'll play a very useful Magic Card built for the Toy Soldiers. They couldn't make it to this part, but I don't think they'll mind if I let the Doll Chimera use it. It's called Forced March!"

    When she played the card, it appeared behind her Doll Chimera, showing off its picture - a bunch of exhausted Toy Soldiers. A hand emerged from the front of the card, bearing a whip, and cracked it over the Doll Chimera's head, forcing it to skitter forward... and resulting in it leaving a pair of legs behind it.

    "Your monster's shedding," Gerald noted as one of the torsos fell loose.

    Vivienne shrugged. "It's the drawback of Forced March. You see, this card makes my monster charge into battle so fast that it can run past Chad's monsters and attack him directly... but it also costs the monster in question half its Attack Points because of the brutal pace of the march. Most monsters just get tired, but this being a Doll Chimera..."

    By that point, the Doll Chimera sprinted past Chad's monsters, now reduced to a normal doll body - aside from the extra arm jutting one of one shoulder. (3,600/0 - 1,800/0) It raised all three of its hands and plunged them into Chad's chest, causing him to roar in pain as his Life Points shot down to 3,200.

    "And now I'll set a card facedown and end my turn," Vivienne declared. With the end of her turn, the Doll Chimera's parts returned to it, rebuilding it as the oversized, haphazard nightmare it typically was.

    If this were a Darkness Infected, I'd be getting black marks on my neck by now, the artist thought. I have to turn this around and soon, or I'm going to go down as a guy who lost to an overgrown kid - and one that wasn't Rebecca Hawkins, at that! "I draw!" he announced, snapping out his next card. "And I play Pot of Greed!"

    As the evil jar floated in front of him, Vivienne merely stuck her tongue out at it. Chad ignored this, drawing two cards.

    "Now," he continued, "I'm going to ask you an odd question: are you okay?"

    Gerald looked to Laura, nodded, and both spectators covered their heads.

    Vivienne, meanwhile, didn't get it. "Hmmm? Well, I think so..."

    "You won't be. I summon the Buster Wolf in Attack Mode."

    A shimmering blue wolf leaped amid the trees before landing in front of Chad, growling at the opponent. Its nails drew deep furrows in the earth. (1,800/0 - 2,000/200)

    "Awwwww!" Vivienne said, smiling at the Buster Wolf. "Your deck's just full of cute little animals!"

    On the sidelines, Laura lowered her hands from her head just long enough to crack her knuckles.

    "Cute isn't the word-" Chad stopped in mid-sentence and cried, "Buster Wolf!"

    The wolf turned into pure energy and shot into Chad's fist, whereupon Chad threw it at Vivienne. The resulting flash of light knocked down several trees, left a long black trail in its wake, and sent Vivienne to the ground with a yelp. Her Life Points decreased to 4,500, while Chad's dropped to 2,200.

    A daze crept into the girl's voice as she asked, "What the heck just happened?"

    "The special effect of Buster Wolf lets me sacrifice it in order to deal its Attack Points in damage to your Life Points," Chad explained, moving up to his downed opponent. "Of course, I take half the amount in backlash, so it all works out. Need a boost?" He extended his free hand.

    The girl took it, and he helped her back to her feet before returning to his field... although it took a moment before they could bring themselves to let go.

    Off to the side, Gerald just smiled in a way that made Laura feel out of the loop.

    The duel resumed, and Chad declared, "Now that I have more than five Beasts, Beast-Warriors, or Winged-Beasts in my Graveyard, I can play my other card, Blessings of the Hunted. This will give me back 2,500 Life Points!"

    A bunch of bandaged Scapegoats hopped into view, nuzzling at his ankles, and his Life Points clicked up to 4,700. "That's the last card I had, so it's your move," Chad said.

    Dusting off the front of her dress, Vivienne said, "You know, that Buster Wolf attack kind of reminded me of home. It was a nice feeling..."

    "Massive beams of energy that can take out grown trees remind you of home?" Laura asked.

    "Yeah... you won't believe me, but my dad isn't human. Beams of light, unexplained fires, and the occasional ghost in the spare room aren't that uncommon."

    One of Gerald's eyebrows lifted, and his suspicion cemented itself a little more firmly.

    "I'm perfectly willing to believe you," Chad replied. "I've met my share of nonhumans. In fact, I dueled against a video game character only this morning."

    Vivienne tilted her head, drew a card, and then just stared at it for a moment. She shut her eyes for a second and then sighed in relief, saying, "I set a monster in Defense Mode. Doll Chimera, attack Big Koala with Rage of the Broken!"

    After taking a moment to sharpen its hands against each other, the massive collection of doll parts threw itself at the Big Koala, slicing it to pieces with those ever-sharp limbs.

    "I can't do anything else, so it's your move," Vivienne said.

    Chad drew, thinking, Hold it... I know how to break that doll for good. He looked to his card and groaned, thinking, But that's not what I need to do it! "I have to pass," he said.

    Vivienne began to rock on her heels, drawing another card. She frowned, and then said, "Doll Chimera, take out his puppy."

    The previous scene repeated itself, the gigantic mass of doll parts surging forward and tearing the Mad Dog of Darkness to shreds.

    The girl concluded, "I'll end my turn on that."

    If this isn't my best draw yet, I'm ankle-deep in trouble, Chad thought. He drew and immediately slid his card into place, announcing, "I play whatever this is!"

    The card's hologram appeared a moment later - Card of Sanctity. Both of the spectators exhaled at that point as the duelists drew their hands up to six cards.

    As Vivienne drew the last of her cards, she paused, and then gulped hard, the hand holding her cards trembling.

    Just as I thought, the artist concluded. Aloud, he said, "Now I'll play Monster Reborn, bringing back my Soul Tiger in Defense Mode."

    The luminescent tiger curled up on Chad's field, growling gently. (0/2,100 - 200/2,300)

    "As per the special effect of this monster in my hand," Chad continued, "I can bring him out with only one sacrifice instead of the usual two. So I will! I tribute my Soul Tiger to summon Behemoth the King of All Animals!"

    The Soul Tiger vanished, and the ground shook. All around them, the trees began to vibrate, footsteps cracking the forest floor around them. With each step, the duelists fought to stay standing.

    Finally, one mighty foot landed next to Chad, and the lord of beasts stood over him. Its pink skin and purple fur were especially fine today, now that it was in its home environment.

    "I know that card," Vivienne interrupted. "And I also know that if you only make one sacrifice, its original Attack Points are only 2,000 - he still can't hurt my Doll Chimera!"

    Indeed, the beast seemed a little weaker than usual, although he still drew power from the forest. (2,700/1,500 - 2,000/1,500 - 2,200/1,700)

    Chad shook his head, holding up another card from his hand. "Vivienne," he asked, "what sort of beast deck would this be without Wild Nature's Release?" He slid it into his Duel Disk. "As usual, Behemoth gains his Defense Point total to his Attack Points... but the bonus for my Forest still applies."

    Even as Vivienne began to sweat, the King of All Animals inhaled deeply, and then let out a roar that shook the entire forest around him, downing more of the trees. (2,200/1,700 - 3,900/1,700)

    "Finally," Chad declared, "I'll use my Mystical Space Typhoon to do away with Spirit Barrier."

    A gust of wind zipped across the field, and the spirits finally dispersed from around the girl as her trap shattered.

    "Behemoth, attack the Doll Chimera with Wild Monarch's Crash!" Chad ordered.

    Quick to comply, the enraged king of all animals charged ahead, swinging one gigantic paw around and smashing the doll into its component parts once again. This time, however, Behemoth bought his foot down on the heads, shattering them as the doll exploded into triangles. Vivienne's Life Points went to 4,300.

    "No revivification this time?" Laura asked.

    With satisifaction, Chad said, "In order to bring Doll Chimera back from the Graveyard, Vivienne needs to send two Doll Parts from the deck to the Graveyard. I've kept count, and she's sent nine parts there - which meant she only had three left in her deck. My guess is that she's got two in her hand thanks to my Card of Sanctity, so she only has one left, making the Chimera's effect useless!"

    The girl sighed and nodded. "That's the only real weakness of my monster..."

    "That, and it's a NOMI," Gerald added. "Its effect is all that could bring it back." Pausing, he then said, "I've never gotten a good answer as to what NOMI means, anyway. This game has some odd terminology."

    "To finish my turn," Chad said, "I'll set one more card facedown. Wild Nature's Release will now kill my Behemoth." As he said it, the King of All Animals roared one more time and then faded away.

    Before she drew her card, Vivienne thought to herself, I need perfect luck on this draw or I've had it! I've only got two ways to win with this deck, and he just finished off one of them! She drew her card, looked at it, and then said, "I play Pot of Avarice!"

    "She needed it," Gerald noted. "Unless my math's wrong, she's gone through thirty-seven cards - and that deck looked to be about standard size. She couldn't have had more than three or four cards left."

    A complete set of Doll Parts and Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll briefly appeared in front of Vivienne before she shuffled them back into her drew. She drew twice, examined the rest of her hand, and then began to jump up and down, shouting, "Yippee! Yippee!"

    "Hold me back, Gerald, hold me back!" Laura shouted, rolling up the sleeves of her jacket and attempting to storm towards Vivienne. The lazy young man obliged her request, grabbing her shoulders to hold her in place.

    Ignoring the threat of physical harm, Vivienne said, "I'll start with a monster in Attack Mode - Doll Part Blue!"

    One last severed doll's head fell onto her field, staring with glassy eyes at Chad. (0/0)

    "Next," the girl continued, "I'll play the Magic Card known as Junk Dealer! This lets me Special Summon two Machine or Warrior-type monsters from my Graveyard in Attack Mode, as long as I cut their Attack Points in half, so I'll bring back two of my Toy Soldiers!"

    As the card took effect, a burly man with cybernetic parts (reminding a calmed Laura of a male Menardi) stepped onto Vivienne's field. He dumped out a large basket of garbage, knelt, and sorted through it, eventually throwing two chipped and battered Toy Soldiers onto her field. Winking, he blinked out of existence, leaving the broken soldiers behind. (800/300 - 400/300 x2)

    She's setting up for something... Gerald and Chad both thought.

    Holding up the next card in her hand, Vivienne announced, "My next card is called Sky Union! By sacrificing three monsters on my field, I can Special Summon a monster that I like to call a toy for BIG kids. So here it comes - Air Fortress Ziggurat!"

    From the sky, three long pincers descended, grabbing hold of the monsters on Vivienne's field. They hauled them upwards, disappearing into the clouds. Suddenly, a fusillade of gunfire launched into the forest, blowing away the trees around Vivienne and leaving a clearing. In the process, the forest caught fire, the trees lighting up like Roman candles.

    A shadow blocked out the sun, and then all four people looked up... just in time to see it descend. It was a massive battleship of a monster, looking like a floating stronghold, with guns emerging from every available space. Energy crackled along the front, where a strange robotic head sat. Its eyes lit up with a dim red glow, and it trained its guns on Chad. (2,500/2,000)

    The artist was stunned speechless. Finally, he regained his voice long enough to yell, "THAT'S a toy?!?"

    "Oh, come on! It's not that big!" Vivienne protested.

    "By the standards of Brobdingnag, maybe!"

    "I thought boys liked big toys?"

    "Not when they could single-handedly overthrow small countries!"

    Finally, Vivienne shrugged. "Whatever. It's still going to tear you apart... especially since Trap Cards don't affect it in the slightest! Air Fortress Ziggurat, gun him down!"

    The guns on the Air Fortress began to click as ammo poured into their chambers. Even as the artist threw his hands in front of himself in a vain attempt to ward off the shots, the last few guns locked on him.

    Every gun on the Air Fortress Ziggurat fired at once, knocking down several more trees and throwing Chad into the air. He came down with a clang as his Duel Disk hit the earth before he did, his Life Points plunging to 2,200 again.

    "I set a card facedown and go into my End Phase," Vivienne said. "As per another effect of Ziggurat, I can Special Summon a Toy Robot Token to my field, so I'll do so in Defense Mode!"

    The Air Fortress Ziggurat emitted a beam of red light from its eyes, setting it on one of Vivienne's monster zones. A tiny toy robot, looking like a miniature version of the Toy Soldiers she'd used earlier, materialized in the beam. (0/0)

    "And if you think you can defeat me just by bringing back Behemoth, you're as wrong as you are cute - Toy Robot Tokens must be destroyed before you can attack anything else on the field!" the girl concluded. "That's my turn."

    That may be the most backhanded flirtation ever, Chad thought as he drew. Arching an eyebrow, he then thought, I think I can still win this duel... it all depends on her next move. "I set one monster in Defense Mode and end my turn," he declared.

    Vivienne drew another Doll Part, but shrugged, thinking, What I draw isn't important anymore. "Ziggurat, obliterate his facedown monster!"

    Once again, all of the guns on the Air Fortress sounded, blowing away Chad's facedown monster - revealed to be the Magician of Faith just before it died.

    "As per the Magician of Faith's effect," Chad said, "I'll retrieve a Magic Card from my Graveyard. I choose Graceful Charity!" The card slid out of his Graveyard, and he added it to his hand.

    Laura crossed her arms, musing, "Why didn't he just bring back his Pot of Greed if he wanted to draw cards?" At that point, Gerald yawned, and she shrugged, adding, "I guess it's not such a weird move after all."

    Vivienne giggled, announcing, "I end my turn, and now another Toy Robot Token joins the first!" Once again, Ziggurat materialized a robot on her field. (0/0)

    As he drew his last card, Chad shook his head. "Vivienne, if you hadn't done that, you could have won this duel. I begin by playing Graceful Charity."

    Again, he drew three cards as the angel descended, and then tossed her two of them. Once he had a moment to study his draws, the artist went on, "Now I'll summon Bazoo the Soul Eater in Attack Mode!"

    A freakish baboon leapt down from the trees, hooting and pouncing about, brandishing its sharp fangs. (1,600/900 - 1,800/1,100)

    Chad continued, "Now I activate my facedown card, Call of the Haunted, to bring back..."

    "Nothing!" Vivienne interrupted. "I activate Seven Tools of the Bandit!"

    Vivienne's Life Points dropped to 3,300, but Call of the Haunted shattered before it could fully rise.

    "That was a test," Chad said, grinning. "Now I'll play Premature Burial, paying 800 Life Points to bring back the Enraged Battle Ox I just discarded. Do you know what he does?"

    As Chad's Life Points set themselves at 1,400, a circle of blood-red light shone on the field. One hand, bearing an axe, broke the surface before the minotaur pulled himself out of the ground, spitting dirt. (1,700/1,000 - 1,900/1,200)

    It sank in, and the girl slumped to her knees. "My Toy Robots... they're living direct damage!"

    Chad nodded, reaching into his Graveyard. "As per its effect, I'll remove three monsters from my Graveyard, increasing Bazoo's Attack Points by 300 for each one."

    Three glowing orbs appeared in front of the Soul Eater, and it devoured each one of them, its muscles tightening as it finished the unholy meal. (1,800/1,100 - 2,700/1,100)

    "Enraged Battle Ox, bring down the first Toy Robot," Chad ordered.

    The minotaur rushed forward, sweeping his axe around and scattering bits of the Toy Robot Token all over the place. Vivienne's Life Points fell to 1,400, but she didn't seem to notice.

    With a sigh, Chad finally said, "Bazoo, end the duel by destroying the second Toy Robot Token with Soul-Gorged Rush."

    The baboon sprang forward, grabbed the Toy Robot, and pried it in half, Vivienne's Life Points clicking to zero as the robot exploded in its hands.

    Immediately afterwards, the holograms vanished and Gerald fell asleep at the same moment. Since this meant the tree he'd used as a reclining surface no longer existed, he began to fall backwards. Laura caught him by the front of his shirt, which somehow failed to wake him up.

    0000000

    Above the duel, just high enough not to be seen, a ball of fire came to a stop. Something within it thought, There you are! With that, the fireball began to descend.

    0000000

    Chad let out another sigh, shutting off his Duel Disk. He then stepped forward, offering his hand to Vivienne as he said, "Nice duel."

    The girl didn't respond for a moment.

    "Ummm... I said nice duel?" Chad said, slightly louder this time. Behind the duo, Laura had set Gerald on the sidewalk, waiting for him to wake up.

    Reaching out, Vivienne slapped his hand away and sprang to her feet, eyes now full of unfocused anger. "Don't think it's over!" she shouted, causing the artist to step back in shock. "We're dueling again! Now!" She took her deck from the Duel Disk, secured it in its case, and tossed it into the white bag, pulling a different deck out of it.

    "Listen, I can understand you're not happy about losing, but this is a little harsh..."

    Chad's reasoning was cut off with a loud, "Hah!" from Vivienne as she clasped her hands in front of her. She then added, "Just to make sure you don't escape from this, I'm making this a Dream Battle!"

    Just as she said it, Gerald awoke, shaking his head. "Dream Battle?" he muttered. "Now I'm sure of it."

    "Sure of what?" Laura asked.

    "Her magic called on dreams, her father's not human, she can activate what has to be the Dreams version of a Dark Duel..." The lazy young man shook his head. "I don't like the thought, but it has to be true."

    All of Chad's complaints were drowned out by a rush of energy as the girl shut her eyes. One massive circle of pink light drew itself around the two duelists, and a series of lines drew itself on the floor...

    ...and then Vivienne's concentration was shattered and the lines evaporated as a very familiar voice screamed, "Vivienne St. Juliet Allumette!"

    A ball of fire slammed into the nearby street, melting the pavement on impact and sending up an impressive spout of flame. The fire sooned died, revealing Lucifer Allumette standing in the center of a large crater, looking like someone had just dashed cold water in his face. The collar and cuffs of his suit were on fire, and threatening to spread. His hair was turning ashen, and his skin fading to a light black like the color of brimstone. He was quite literally primed to explode.

    "Wait..." Chad said. He looked between Lucifer and Vivienne, and then asked the latter, "Vivienne St. Juliet Allumette... Your father's Lucifer?"

    The girl hung her head, not responding for a few seconds before whispering, "Yes."

    By this point, Lucifer had stepped out of the crater. He turned to Gerald, said, "Good afternoon, Monsieur Laxina," and then turned to Vivienne and erupted. "What in ze name of ze Divine are you doing in zis city? Zis is ze center of ze biggest battle between Light and Darkness since ze damned Shadow Queen and you go traipsing around in ze center of it all? What are you zinking? Are you actually zinking at all?"

    "What was I supposed to do?" Vivienne shouted back, banishing her Duel Disk and thus making it easily to angrily gesture at her father. "Sit around in Marseilles and put up with my brothers all summer long? I'd rather have my gums scraped! At least there's something to do in this town!"

    "Zat is no excuse for putting your life on ze line like zis!"

    "It was never on the line, dad! Despite what you might think, I'm not dumb enough to go picking fights with Darkness Infected for the fun of it!"

    Chad had moved back up to Laura and Gerald, saying, "Lucifer has a daughter?"

    "Seems that way," Gerald replied, now sitting up. "I'm guessing she's what he was so busy trying to find. They don't look a lot alike, though, do they?"

    "She probably takes after her mother," Laura said, crouched next to him.

    The two were now arguing in Romance languages, first in French, briefly switching to Italian, and then back to French as Lucifer began to jab his finger in Vivienne's face. The girl now looked scared, recoiling from her father's shouts.

    Taking a deep breath, Chad said, "I have to stop this." He took several steps forward and thrust his arms between them, saying, "Hey, cool off, you two!"

    "What business is zis of yours, Monsieur Montmelier?" Lucifer growled, fire dancing on the palm of his hand.

    "None at all, but I think you're going overboard. She's nineteen years old, and if our duel was any indication, she can take care of herself..." He stepped back a bit, standing by Vivienne's side. "I doubt she was in any danger of Darkness Infection, moot point though that may be."

    The Beloved of Fire took a few deep breaths, his suit extinguishing itself and his skin and hair back to their normal colors. "I suppose you have a point..." he replied. He turned to Vivienne and extended one arm. "I apologize."

    "So do I," the girl replied, and she slid into her father's arm, hugging him. Lucifer slid his arm around her and sighed, smiling.

    Laura rolled her eyes, asking, "What, is it Father's Day or something?"

    "That's already past," Gerald replied. "Jealous?" He then went prone as, without warning, Laura swung a kick past his head.

    0000000

    All of the events in front of the music shop passed without any notice from Degas or Alexander. The two exemplars of Darkness had other issues to deal with.

    A cloud of darkness filled the pillar room, and Degas and Alexander stepped out of it in turn, the latter finishing the last remnants of a take-out Chinese box. The man in black readjusted his sunglasses, muttering, "I don't know how you can eat that..."

    "To be honest, neither do I," Alexander replied. "But I believe an old Chinese proverb puts it best: 'If you wish to enjoy your meal, don't look in the kitchen.'" He dropped his chopsticks in the container and threw it aside, the box vanishing in a crackle of dark energy. "So, what's the next plan?"

    "We'll discuss that in a moment," Degas said. He kicked a shard of obsidian to one side and shouted, "Hanzaki!"

    The man clad in silver Lycra stepped out of a blur in the air, bowing. "Yes, Degas?"

    "Are the Darkness Infected in place?"

    Hanzaki nodded, telling him, "Indeed. All of the Darkness Infected except the one you specified are safely out of reach of Gerald and his company. And before you ask, Mr. Laxina is currently in downtown St. Paul, near the Xcel Energy Center. Fuu is in the same area - don't you love the law of averages?"

    "Thank you, Hanzaki," the man in black replied. "Dismissed."

    The air blurred, and Hanzaki stepped back through it, disappearing.

    Fishing a napkin from his pocket, the man in green wiped off his mouth, noting, "Convenient, wouldn't you say? Perhaps fate is on our side this time. It may well be the first time."

    "Perhaps," Degas said. "But even if that's the case, we must still be ready. Shall we?"

    Alexander let out a long, deep sigh, head down. "If we must..."

    The two men stepped forward and placed their hands on the northernmost pillar, flooding it with their combined energy. A series of cracks began to develop on its surface, and the two men stepped out of the pillar room.

    They emerged in the viewing room, Degas snapping his fingers to turn the mirrors on as he said, "Give our next specialist her orders, will you?"

    Alexander moved up to the phone, hitting the third button on the speed dial and picking up the receiver. He waited for a response, and then spoke in the "sage" voice: "Ah, Fuu... The great evil I told you about is in the same area as you are. Once you have tracked him down, give him the challenge and be ready for a fight like you have never seen before." He glanced up at the mirrors, and then said, "You will know him when you see him. He is currently accompanied by a tall man, a short red-haired girl, a young black-haired girl and a Frenchman in white. But you are only to deal with the evil himself, not his companions. Be prepared." He hung up.

    As the man in green moved to his seat, the man in black smirked. "I see Lucifer finally found his daughter."

    "Took him long enough," Alexander replied. "She only got into town three days ago... How did she slip past the barrier, anyway?"

    0000000

    Several minutes after Lucifer's arrival and the revelation of Vivienne's parentage, the girl and Chad were sitting on the sidewalk, going through Vivienne's other decks, Laura was taking the opportunity to stretch, and Gerald and Lucifer were standing a ways away.

    "She's quite ze girl," the Beloved of Fire said. "Her older brothers have more power zan she does, simply by nature of being older, but she's got a fair share herself. She probably slipped through ze barrier around zis city like zere was nozing there."

    "She's quite the duelist," Gerald replied.

    "Ah, yes. Flighty, zough - I zink she has, perhaps, seven decks. Ze girl cannot settle on any one."

    "What's her mother like?"

    Lucifer sighed, rubbed his eyes, and then answered, "Fabrizia... Her mozer died four years ago. Cancer of ze uterus; it spread and overwhelmed her before anyone caught it."

    Turning pale, Gerald said, "I'm sorry..."

    "It's all right. You had no way of knowing. Besides, I'm used to being a widower... you get used to such zings when you're ageless, like I am."

    One wonders why you would marry at all if that's the case, Gerald thought, but he kept it to himself. "In that case, what was her mother like?"

    Lucifer smiled. "Fabrizia was a beautiful woman; Vivienne looks just like her. We used to joke zat ze boys got all ze French from my side and Vivienne got all ze Italian from her side. I met her in Tuscany in 1975 and lost my heart to her in an instant..." He chuckled. "And I had zought I was immune to love at first sight by zat point..."

    Before Lucifer could say anything else, an overhead motion caught the eye of all five people. An arrow descended from overhead, completely missed a nearby telephone phone, hit the sidewalk and splintered to pieces.

    Bending down, Laura picked up the shattered projectile, saying, "There's a note on it." As the others gathered, she untied the note, unrolled it, and read, "'To the villain who calls himself Gerald Laxina: I challenge you to a fight between equals. Meet me at 2'o'clock at the gates of the Xcel Energy Center. If you refuse this challenge, I will consider myself dishonored and will slay you without remorse. Be ready for a battle like none other. Signed, Fuu.'"

    Taking a small pocketwatch from her bag, Vivienne flipped it open and noted, "That's in an hour from now. No need to rush, I guess."

    "Who makes challenges with arrows anymore?" Chad asked.

    "More to the point..." Gerald added. "Who makes challenges with arrows and then has that bad an aim?"

    TOY SOLDIER
    Type: Effect Monster
    Statisics: 3/800/300/Earth/Warrior
    Image: A small wooden toy soldier, in full uniform and carrying a rifle.
    Effect: If this card is on your field during your Standby Phase, you may Special Summon up to two other monsters of the same name to your field from your deck.

    DRUM AND FIFE PLATOON
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A group of toy soldiers, carrying drums and fifes and playing music, conducted by another toy soldier.
    Effect: All monsters you control with less than 1,000 Attack Points double their Attack Points until the end of the turn.

    TOY CANNON
    Type: Normal Trap Card
    Image: A toy soldier firing an old-fashioned wheeled cannon.
    Effect: Deal 400 points of Direct Damage to your opponent's Life Points. Afterwards, choose a face-up monster your opponent controls and switch it to Defense Mode.

    FORCED MARCH
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A group of exhausted toy soldiers.
    Effect: Until the end of the turn, all monsters you control have their Attack Points halved and may attack your opponent directly.
    Note: The preceding four cards are used by Napoleon in an upcoming episode of GX. All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode. All names are subject to change.

    ALICE THE WANDERING BISQUE DOLL
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statisics: 3/1000/1000/Dark/Spellcaster/Effect
    Image: A small doll with blonde hair, wearing a blue dress.
    Effect: This monster cannot be destroyed in battle. When this monster is attacked, deal 500 points of damage to your opponent's Life Points. Afterwards, control of this card shifts to your opponent.
    Note: The attack given for this monster is an assumption. The real attack is unclear.

    DOLL PART BLUE/GOLD/PINK/RED
    Type: Normal Monster Card
    Statisics: 1/0/0/Dark/Spellcaster
    Image: A cracked and broken doll part, differing depending on the monster. Blue: A head with black hair; Gold: A pair of arms; Pink: A naked doll torso; Red: A pair of legs wearing red shoes.
    Note: Technically, these are four different cards, but I put them together for convenience's sake.

    DOLL CHIMERA
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: 5/0/0/Dark/Spellcaster/Effect
    Image: A bizarre construct of different doll parts, haphazardly assembled.
    Effect: This monster cannot be Normal Summoned. This monster may only be Special Summoned by the effect of "Burial of the Marionette". For each monster in your Graveyard with "Doll Part" in its name, this monster gains 400 Attack Points. When this monster would destroyed and sent to your Graveyard, you may send two monsters with "Doll Part" in their names from your deck to the Graveyard to negate this monster's destruction.

    NECRO-DOLL MEISTER
    Type: Normal Trap Card
    Image: A strange-looking woman with red hair kneeling beside a broken doll.
    Effect: You may activate this trap when a monster with "Doll Part" in its name is destroyed as a result of battle. Special Summon two monsters with "Doll Part" in their name from your deck to your field in Attack Mode.

    THE HAUNTED DOLLHOUSE
    Type: Field Magic Card
    Image: An eerie, dark house, surrounded by darkness.
    Effect: When a monster named "Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll" shifts control to your opponent, you may Special Summon a monster with "Doll Part" in its name from your deck.

    BURIAL OF THE MARIONETTE
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A rose on top of a small, half-buried coffin.
    Effect: You may only play this card if "Alice the Wandering Bisque Doll" is on your field. Tribute one each of "Doll Part Blue", "Doll Part Gold", "Doll Part Pink", and "Doll Part Red" from your field to Special Summon "Doll Chimera" from your hand or deck.

    DOLL HAMMER
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: The Malice Doll of Demise wielding a giant hammer.
    Effect: Destroy one monster on your field. Draw two cards, and then choose one of your opponent's monsters in play and change its Battle Position.
    Note: The preceding ten cards are used by Alice in an upcoming episode of GX. All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode. All names are subject to change.

    JUNK DEALER
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A strange, burly cyborg.
    Effect: Special Summon up to two Machine or Warrior-type monsters from your Graveyard. All monsters summoned this way have their Attack Points halved.

    SKY UNION
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: The Air Fortress Ziggurat, concealed in shadows.
    Effect: Offer three monsters on your field to Special Summon "Air Fortress Ziggurat".

    AIR FORTRESS ZIGGURAT
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: 8/2500/2000/Wind/Machine/Effect
    Image: A gigantic flying battleship, loaded down with guns, with a large scowling head on its front.
    Effect: This monster cannot be Normal Summoned. This monster may only be Special Summoned by the effect of "Sky Union". This monster is unaffected by Magic or Trap effects. If this monster battles a monster with the same ATK, this monster is not destroyed. During your End Phase, you may Special Summon a "Toy Robot Token" (1/0/0). As long as a "Toy Robot Token" is in play, your opponent may not attack any monster other than "Toy Robot Token".
    Note: The preceding three cards were used by Alistair in the original series episode "Flight of Fear". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    TOY MEMORIAL
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A bunch of Toy Soldiers standing around a broken one of their number.
    Effect: For each card with "Toy" in its name in your Graveyard, you may draw one card from your deck.

    Coming next chapter: A little more light is shed on Lucifer's family life, but that's merely for starters. The third specialist challenges Gerald to a duel, but is this a fair fight or is she a hellhound for hire? Her deck makes claims to an ancient form of honor, but could this be a facade? And why is Alexander acting that way about third Pillar of Darkness? Answers can be found in Chapter 20, "Battlecry"... if I remember to add them.
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    So, some of Lucifer's past is revealed.

    I see he married a mortal woman, even though he knew that he would outlive her - a similarity he had with Merlee, I might add. This chapter showed him reacting basically as any concerned father would react, I guess.

    The duel was pretty good. I must point out one mistake, however. When a player uses "Creature Swap", her oppoent gets to choose which Monster to swap. The user does not get to decide. So there was no guaruntee that Vivienne would have gotten Alice back at that point.

    Anyway, I know the basic theme of what is coming next. It may be Gerald's toughest battle in a long time. See you then.

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    'Fuu?' 'Hellhound for hire?'

    (smiles)

    So, someone else does like that anime...

    I must admit, I was pretty impressed with Viv's Toy Deck; I had a feeling early on she and Lucifer were related - nice touch with that.

    Originally I was going to comment on BLS being cursed (Am I the only one who likes him?), but I'm glad that that issue was resolved.

    And it was pretty amusing how mad Laura was getting from the way Viv acted... She needs to chill...

    I don't know what's coming next, but considering how much you hated Jade and the similarities I can sense between her and Fuu... Well, it should be interesting is all I can say...

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    Yeah, I'm agreeing with that too. When I heard "Fuu", I though Kingdom Hearts 2 and that character, but now I hear about this nameless anime with female...well, I'm not about to spoil anything on this point.

    A nice filler duel, Paradox. I liked it when Viv got angry, tried to drag Chad into a dream duel, and then Lucifer shows up and a nice family argument ensues, which Chad breaks up. I know how it feels to get your dad pissed at you.

    Is it me, or do I sense a ship between Chad and Viv?
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    Of course not. Because that'd suck really, really hard. Unfortunately, even though you didn't think about it, this guy did.

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    Is it me, or do I sense a ship between Chad and Viv?
    Heh... More like Chad and Laura...

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    I'm sorry, I can barely review for laughing. So many funny lines (Ziggurat's appearance being the best)

    As challanging as it probably was when your card credits could well have taken up another post, this chapter worked out excedingly well. I especially liked the very natural feeling way of beating Doll Chimera.

    Oh man, if I said everything I liked about this chapter, It'd take up at least 2 posts. It was my favorite chapter so far, and after Viper, I didn't think that would be possible.

    So, I'll just finish with a simple, classic "awesome job, and keep up the good work"

    Fuu huh? Along with 'Kaze' I believe it translates to Wind, but the description leads me to think that won't be her overall theme. I get the sneaking suspicion that this will be another opponent Laura would like to sink her teeth into.

    Guess I'll have to wait and see like everyone else.

    He was a great author I thought,

    But when his fiction was starting to rot,

    His friends said, "don't you see,

    They're burning you in effigy!"

    He declared with a smile, "No they're not!"

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    American culture is called "the melting pot" for a good reason - we have elements of the culture of just about every other country in the world here. One element that many find fascinating is an import from Japan: the concept of the samurai and the way of bushido.

    This is rather amusing, because both are outdated. The samurai faded from importance with the development of the gun, taking Japan's focus on the sword with him. (It died hard, though - gunmakers who proved themselves were given swords as a reward.) In addition, bushido was more a goal than an ironclad way of life; much like European knights (who themselves faded with the rise of firearms), there were just as many bad samurai as good.

    But the samurai is one of those things that sticks in the mind. I've encountered one would-be samurai before, on Monster Island; he was defeated in twenty turns.

    Now I'm facing another, and she seems to be a little stronger... and even more obsessed than the last guy.


    Chapter Twenty: Battlecry

    Slinking from shadow to shadow, a mysterious woman stalked along the roof of the Xcel Energy Center. This proud warrior was clad in the armor of the ancient samurai, finely-crafted katana in hand, and kabuto firmly in place (it had taken a month to learn how to prevent its slipping into her eyes); the Duel Disk slung on her back seemed a modern intrusion. She carried herself with the grace and dignity of the very greatest swordsmen.

    It rather spoiled the effect when the air blurred, Hanzaki popped out with a "Good afternoon", and she yelped and fell on her behind.

    Quickly rising to her feet, the armored woman pointed her sword at the Lycra-clad individual and shouted, "How dare you dishonor me with your emergence! I should cut you down where you stand!"

    "I'll never forgive myself," Hanzaki sarcastically replied, rolling his eyes. His arms crossed under his symbol as he asked, "Are you ready to duel Gerald?"

    A smile crossed the woman's face as she resheathed her sword, replying, "Of course I am. My deck is more than prepared to strike down that walking servant of evil."

    Hanzaki slid one hand behind the symbol, taking a Duel Monsters card out of the pouch there. "Degas and Alexander sent me to give this to you." He held it out.

    Taking the card from him, the woman looked at it before asking, "But what use will this card be? My strategy does not require me to take advantage of it."

    "Consider it an experiment," the messenger replied. "There's a very powerful and very important card in Gerald's deck, and they want to see what happens if you dispose of it. You'll know it when you see it. Understood?"

    After a moment's thought, Fuu slid the card into the deck on her back, bowing to Hanzaki. "I understand. Tell them I will use it to the best of my ability."

    "You'd better." Bowing himself, Hanzaki disappeared with a blur in the air.

    It was a moment later before Fuu stood at the edge of the roof, looking down below as Gerald's group arrived. She took a glance at the time/temperature readout on a nearby electric billboard. Fifteen minutes before the battle begins, she thought.

    0000000

    At 12:45 P.M. (Central Time), Gerald Laxina and his allies stood in the street in front of the Xcel Energy Center; they were not afraid of traffic - any cars that might hit them would be driven by non-Darkness Infected, and thus welcomed. Vivienne had produced several blankets from her bag (it apparently had the same internal dimensions as Mary Poppins's bag), and so the group sat down, passing the last fifteen minutes.

    Having passed an open Subway on their way to the center, they took advantage of the wait to have lunch. Lucifer and Gerald moved to one side of the entrance, Laura sat a certain distance away from Gerald, and Chad and Vivienne sat down under the electronic billboard announcing the most recent acts. (Acknowledgement was playing there the next week.)

    "So, you mentioned you have brothers," Chad noted, taking a bite out of his sub.

    Vivienne smiled and nodded, digging through her bag with one hand. "Two of them," she replied. "Stephan and Niccolai, both older than me. I'm kind of the baby of the family... Do you have any siblings?"

    "No such luck," the artist said. "So how old are they?"

    "Stephan is 28 and Niccolai's 25. I was kind of a surprise. Ah, here we are!" Taking a small, zipped leather wallet from her bag, the girl tossed it to Chad. He unzipped it, discovering it was a photo album. The first picture showed Lucifer standing next to a tall, willowy woman with dark hair - the woman looked so much like Vivienne that she was obviously her mother; the two were flanked by young boys, both with the same white-blonde hair as their father, and the woman was holding a little baby.

    As he flipped through the photos, Chad saw the family growing older with each one, although Lucifer was mostly the same with each picture. In the last picture, Vivienne, looking the same as she did now, was standing in front of the two boys, now grown to full manhood. The man on the right, who was shuffling a deck of cards in his hands, had lighter skin than his brother and sister, and was wearing a sleeveless shirt and leather pants; "Stephan" was stitched above the pocket of his shirt. The other man, obviously Niccolai, wore an expensive gray suit, was busily cleaning a pair of sunglasses with a monogrammed handkerchief, and seemed embarassed to be there. Vivienne, meanwhile, was grinning and holding up a Duel Disk; she wore the same dress in the picture that she was wearing now.

    "You have an interesting pair of brothers," Chad finally said. "What do they do?"

    Vivienne replied, "Niccolai is a jeweler and professional fashion critic; Stephan's a con man. My dad's proud of both of them."

    The artist blinked. "Your elder brother's a con man?"

    "You should see him deal three card monte. He could deal the layout face-up and still get away with it!"

    As they spoke, Laura concentrated all of her attention on the meatball submarine sandwitch in front of her.

    Meanwhile, Gerald was seated next to Lucifer, and asked, "Just how old are you?"

    The Beloved of Fire tightened one of the rings on his right hand, replying, "I was born from a bonfire on ze edge of ze Seine in 1455... zat would make me just over 550 years old, give or take a month."

    "I'm almost afraid to ask this next question..." Gerald paused, and then asked, "How many..."

    Lucifer interrupted with his answer: "I have had seven wives over zose five and a half centuries, and have ended up a widower with each one. In total, I have fathered twenty-eight children, twenty-four of which survived childhood." He paused, an expression of age-worn sadness drifting onto his face as his head settled onto his hand. "Vivienne and her older brothers are ze only ones still alive. Zeir past siblings had zeir own families, of course, and ze Allumette family line is deeply established in France and countries surrounding, but since all of my grandchildren and further descendents assume zeir ancestor Lucifer is long dead..."

    "I understand," Gerald replied. He tried to imagine what sort of life that was, and failed every time. He then asked, "But why do you get married if that's the case?"

    "Ze answer is ze same as ze answer to ze question, 'Why do humans fall in love?' I was made to be as human as I could be, Gerald. Zere is no use serving ze Dreams if I am radically different from ze foremost dreamers on ze planet, non?" He sighed, shutting his eyes. "When I met Fabrizia, I had already seen six women I had loved with all my heart die in front of me. I had seen twenty-four children I had raised and cared for more zan ze entire world die, knowing it would happen ze entire time zey were growing up. And yet I still fell in love."

    Even as he listened to Lucifer, the lazy young man couldn't help his eyes straying away. They eventually landed on Chad and Vivienne, who were moving closer to each other; he then looked to Laura, who inched away from them with the same expression as someone who just bit into a rotten part of an apple. His eyes stayed on Laura for a second too long, and she looked at him in confusion. He quickly looked to his deck.

    Sitting next to him, the servant of Dreams merely smiled.

    0000000

    Elsewhere in St. Paul, Degas and Alexander were seated before the mirrors, watching the conversation. At least, Degas was. Alexander's attention drifted, and he continually looked towards the door.

    Finally, the man in black sighed and said, "It takes longer than that for a Pillar to break out, Alexander. The process won't conclude for another two hours or so."

    "Don't you think I know that?" the man in green replied. "It's just... I can't believe we're risking her on this."

    "You're the one who suggested her as a Pillar, Alexander," Degas said, pushing his sunglasses back up. "And if I knew you were going to be as protective as this, I never would have allowed it."

    "That was back when I thought Jean-Vic had a chance. Gerald and his friends already waltzed through our first two Pillars, though, and now..." Alexander sighed. "What the hell was I thinking?"

    Despite his frustration with his nervous, sweating partner, Degas couldn't resist the urge to smirk. "You were thinking, 'How do I keep the one woman in the entire Midwest I care about out of range of our plan?' If I gave a damn about anyone, I'd think along the same lines." The smirk vanished, and the man in black glared through his sunglasses. "Although I doubt my answer would be, 'Make her one of our four major weapons'."

    Tightening his grip on his armrest, Alexander focused on the mirrors, saying, "Fuu is about to make her move. If you promise to stop haranguing me about my choice in women, I'll promise to stop worrying and concentrate on the duel."

    On hearing that, Degas leaned back in his seat, smiling. "Sounds like a plan... besides, I cannot wait to see what happens when our misguided friend does battle with Gerald Laxina."

    "That should be entertaining," the man in green agreed. "I still can't believe she bought everything we told her. I thought samurai were supposed to sense and reject darkness?"

    "Samurai are just a human social class. You're thinking of honeybees."

    0000000

    As the hour drew near, Vivienne took her watch from the bag, counting off the seconds: "Three, two, one... and it's 1:00 P.M."

    There was a flicker overhead, causing everyone to look up, and a loud cry of, "Kiai!" split the air. From the sky emerged a woman in armor, sword at the ready, descending on Gerald with her blade held triumphantly overhead.

    Laura sprang to her feet and snapped a kick upward. Her foot connected with the other woman's stomach, causing the breath to rush out of her as gravity added its own force to the blow. Without further ado, the woman slumped off of Laura's foot, knocked senseless as she crashed to the ground. Her sword bounced off the ground and spun away.

    All of the onlookers shook their head at that point.

    It was a few minutes before the armored woman woke up. She rubbed her stomach and then jumped upright, an impressive feat given the weight of her equipment.

    Now that she wasn't diving out of the sun, Gerald and company could get a good look at the newcomer. She was a surprisingly tall girl, as tall as Gerald (although Chad was still the tallest among them), but it was a gawky sort of tall. Her body shape was mostly obscured by the suit of samurai armor she was wearing (which now had a crack over the stomach), itself a size too large for her and hanging around her body awkwardly; the helmet was the worst offender in this regard, as she kept having to shift it back. A look at her face and the long, blonde hair spilling out from under the helmet made her Scandanavian heritage clear.

    Gerald couldn't help but think, My mother was born and raised in Germany. My father's father was the son of immigrants from Denmark, and my father's mother was from a long line of Russians. That makes me half German, a quarter Danish, and a quarter Russian, and I still look more Japanese than she does.

    Giving up on the helmet, the woman took it off and set it on the ground, picking her sword up and pointing it at Gerald. "I have finally found you, evildoer!"

    There was a pause, and then Gerald pointed at himself, saying, "Evildoer?"

    "Do not try to deny your evil ways!" she said. "I, Fuu, samurai of the northlands, will purge you from this world!"

    Laura let out a groan, shaking her head. "Why do we always run into crazy women in this city?" she said. Vivienne and Chad both glared at her.

    Pulling himself to his feet, Gerald looked Fuu over. "Who do you work for?"

    With a scoff, Fuu said, "I work for no one but myself!"

    "That would make you a ronin," Laura pointed out, back under control. "The definition of a samurai is that he serves a lord. Are you a ronin, or do you have a master?"

    At first the would-be samurai didn't answer, but finally she put her sword away, admitting, "I serve Degas and Alexander."

    "Zis may seem ze obvious question," Lucifer asked in turn, "but why?"

    "Why must I explain myself to accomplices of an evildoer?" Fuu said, spitting. "None of you follow the way of bushido, so any attempt to explain my actions would fall on deaf ears!"

    At that point, Gerald and Laura did something that impressed their friends - at the same time, without any sort of cue, both rolled their eyes upwards and sighed. I'd bet money she can't even spell "bushido", Laura thought.

    "This is missing the point," Gerald finally said, looking back to Fuu. "I'm going to assume you're the next specialist."

    The young woman nodded, her hair fluttering around her as she took her Duel Disk off of her back. "Personally, I would have preferred to battle you in proper armed combat, but my masters told me you would likely fall asleep before we could even exchange the first blow."

    As he checked the straps on his Duel Disk, Gerald muttered, "For once we agree." He then paused, took his deck out, and fanned through it until he found Heaven's Sphere.

    "Something the matter, Gerald?" Chad asked.

    The lazy young man didn't answer, but his mind was awhirl. Can I trust this card? he wondered. It doesn't seem to discriminate between friend and foe... after all, it attacked my father without any second thoughts. On the one hand, this girl is a specialist, one of Degas and Alexander's servants... but on the other hand, she seems to be more misguided than dangerous. Can I risk using this against her? More to the point, can I risk not using it?

    As she shuffled her deck, Fuu said, "I will only give you a moment more before I attack, evil one."

    "Stop calling me that," Gerald said. He came to a decision; his hands moved the deck forward, leaving the card in it. He then stumbled across something else in the deck and smiled. "I actually appreciate this challenge," he said, shuffling his deck and sliding it back into his Duel Disk. "I recently obtained some new cards, so this is a chance to perform tsujigiri."

    The would-be samurai raised an eyebrow. "Tsujigiri?"

    "It's a Japanese word, as you may have guessed, meaning, 'to try out a new sword on a random passerby'." With that, Gerald sank into a kneeling position, legs tucked under him and feet crossed at the big toe. His opponent blinked.

    "Risky," Vivienne said. "He's going to conduct the duel sitting in seiza position."

    Lucifer cringed. "My body is more fluid zan most humans and even I can't sit zat way more zan ten minutes..."

    Bowing, Gerald said, "May you fight with honor."

    "I always do," Fuu said, "and I hope you have enough honor to do the same." She returned the bow, yelled, "Hah!", and activated her Duel Disk.

    The kneeling man turned his Disk on without the shouting, and both player's Life Points rose to 8,000.

    0000000

    Two men who had special reason to keep an eye on Gerald Laxina were in that part of town. They were, in fact, heading to the same spot.

    Sol Kilkarn walked down the road, hands in his pockets and Duel Disk on his hip. He hadn't seen a Darkness Infected all day, and it was starting to bother him. What happened to them all? he thought. I strongly doubt Degas and Alexander pulled their forces out of this city... He paused, shuddered, and thought, Unless they're planning to overrun other cities with them.

    Even as he thought this, an older man in a blue suit ran up to him, cane in one hand and Duel Disk ready to go on the other arm. Sol's thoughts left their current subject, and he sprang into action, activating his own disk and shouting, "Let's go, Darkness Infected!"

    "Have at you, spawn of darkness!" the other man yelled back, leaping into place and turning the disk on. Both Life Point counters began to rise...

    ...and then the two men got a good look at each other. Seeing no signs of the Darkness Infection in each other, they grinned in embarassment, reached down, and shut off their Duel Disks.

    "My apologies," said the man in the blue suit, adjusting his top hat. "After wandering throughout this entire city without seeing a single one of the black-marked hooligans, I've gotten a little jumpy."

    Sol nodded, adjusting the chain on his neck "Same here," he replied. "Still, it's nice to see another normal human in town. I'm Sol Kilkarn. You?"

    Taking off his top hat, the older man bowed, saying, "Demetrius Lark, first among equals."

    Sol's eyes widened, and he took Demetrius's hand in his own, shaking it. "Never thought I'd meet someone like you in this town!"

    "Well-met," the older man said, returning the shake. "So why are you helping Gerald? I'm doing it because he and his friends got my deck back..."

    With a sigh, Sol said, "I was one of the Darkness Infected until Chad beat me. I can't really get over that until I'm sure I've helped them..." He looked away, seeing Gerald and Fuu's duel about to start, and said, "We'll have to talk more later. Gerald's about to duel."

    Seeing this, Demetrius frowned. "And this won't be an easy one, if his opponent is the way I think she is," he added. "Darkness Infected are simple, but as far as I can tell from here, she's a normal human."

    "Should we go cheer for him?"

    Demetrius shook his head, saying, "We'd just distract him. Best to watch from here for now."

    The two men sat on the street, taking the duel in.

    0000000

    Setting her fingers to her deck, Fuu drew her opening hand, declaring, "I will begin this battle!" She looked over her hand, and then announced, "I summon Shugenja Sorceress in Attack Mode!"

    A young woman emerged from amid a series of sakura trees, their blossoms swirling about her as she walked. She wore a kimono and a straw hat, and there were a series of scroll tubes strapped to her waist. Her expression was a serene one. (1,900/900)

    "She knows her opponent," Chad noted. "It's not worth your time to put monsters in Defense Mode against Gerald, so she didn't bother."

    "Next," Fuu continued, "I will set two cards facedown and end my turn." The cards appeared before her as she said so.

    Wise move, not placing facedown monsters, Gerald thought. But it isn't quite as good as she thought, not with this card. "I summon Cyber Tutu in Attack Mode," he said.

    The air turned pink, and the sakura blossoms blew around the emerging monster - a little girl in a balleria outfit, with pink hair and a pink visor over her eyes. She piroutted about him, giggling happily. (1,000/800)

    Chad leaned forward, murmuring, "Awwwww..." Vivienne grabbed his ear and yanked him back. Watching them, Lucifer had to hide a grin with one hand.

    Taking two more cards from his hand, Gerald slid them into the Duel Disk, stating, "I'll set these two cards facedown, and then use Cyber Tutu's effect to its fullest extent - when all of your monsters are stronger than she is, she may attack directly. Therefore, Cyber Tutu, attack her with Fouette Strike."

    Turning to Gerald, the Cyber Tutu gave a brief curtsey before dashing across the field in a perfect chasse. She leapt over the head of Fuu's Shugenja Sorceress and whipped her foot around, kicking Fuu square in the face. She staggered back, glaring at the Cyber Tutu as her Life Points dipped to 7,000.

    "I think that will be all for me," Gerald concluded.

    Fuu took a deep breath, lifting her arms over her head and bringing them down with the palms together (causing Laura to mutter some very harsh language under her breath). She then drew, saying, "I will activate my facedown card, Gift of the Mystical Elf, adding 300 Life Points to my score for each monster in play. That makes 600 points total."

    The Mystical Elf appeared behind her, shining her in a bright light and causing the samurai wannabe to relax. Her Life Points rose back to 7,600.

    "I summon Beautiful Headhuntress to the field in Attack Mode!" Fuu continued.

    Again the sakura blossoms blew about the duelists, as a female warrior emerged from between two trees. She wore a blue kimono, a slightly lighter shade than her hair, and she wielded a sword nearly as long as she was tall. (1,600/800) Spinning the blade around herself, she brandished it at Gerald...

    ...and then let out a scream as a pit opened directly under her feet, causing her to vanish from view.

    Taking the card from his Duel Disk, Gerald slid it into his Graveyard, noting, "Pity about that Trap Hole, but if she'd watched her feet instead of waving that sword about, she could have avoided it."

    Off on the sidelines, Vivienne sneezed, rubbing at her nose. "Are you all right?" Chad asked her.

    "It's just an old ailment of hers," Lucifer replied. "She's allergic to cherry blossoms."

    Laura sighed. "This duel is going to be hell for her, then, if Fuu's monsters are all like what she's summoned so far."

    As her hands twitched, Fuu said, "Shugenja Sorceress, attack the Cyber Tutu with Ki Sorcery!"

    Taking a scroll from one of the tubes at her side, the sorceress unrolled it, intoning the spell written on it in a low tone. Four arcane symbols flashed in the air over her head, and a shroud of pure light engulfed the Cyber Tutu...

    "Activate trap," Gerald announced. "My last gift from Ulysses, known as Silver Dollar."

    One silver dollar flipped into the air, and Gerald extended his palm, catching it in his hand. He lifted the coin, tucked between two fingers, and gave it a moment's concentration. Immediately afterward, there was a magnificent flash of light, blowing the Shugenja Sorceress's concentration as she dropped the scroll. The shroud covering the Cyber Tutu evaporated, whereupon she shuddered and hugged herself.

    "What was that?" Fuu asked.

    Holding up the coin, Gerald explained, "This silver dollar was blessed by the goddess of good fortune as protection for the weak. It can negate any attack on a monster of 1,000 Attack Points or else, but only once. After that, the blessing is gone." He threw the coin away.

    "And that makes all three of the cards from Ulysses," Chad pointed out. "Raging Flame Sprite, Cyber Tutu, and Silver Dollar..."

    Lucifer crossed his arms, asking, "Who is zis Ulysses?"

    "We'll explain later," Laura replied.

    Sneering, Fuu said, "I set another card facedown and end my turn."

    Gerald drew, making a quick plan in his head. "I play Nobleman of Extermination on your newest facedown card," he began.

    The burly knight stepped out of the card as he played it, carrying a gargantuan sword in his right hand. He stepped on the facedown card, raised his blade, and impaled it with one smooth stroke. The card revealed itself as Des Counterblow, soon vanishing into thin air.

    "And zat takes care of zat," Lucifer said. "Ze one card he really has to fear is gone for good."

    As expected, two more copies of the card vanished from Fuu's deck as they removed themselves from play. She began to seethe.

    "Now," Gerald went on, "I summon Jinzo #7 to my field in Attack Mode."

    The prototype humanoid robot clanked its way onto Gerald's field, adjusting the panel with the number "07" on his shoulder. It clicked its fingers back into place, as they'd gotten a little loose. (500/400)

    Nodding to it, Gerald said, "Jinzo #7, attack Fuu directly with Cyber Glitch."

    A ball of purple energy charged up in the robot's hand, and it threw it at Fuu, causing her to twitch slightly as the electricty sank into her system. Her Life Points sank to 7,100.

    "Now, Cyber Tutu, attack her again," the lazy man continued, stretching as he said it.

    With another curtsey, the little ballerina slid across the street, this time spiraling around the Shugenja Sorceress before performing a jete and kicking Fuu in the jaw. The woman groaned, rubbing her face as her Life Points reached 6,100.

    Chad's eyes followed every step of this, as he thought only one word: Cute...

    On landing, the Cyber Tutu bounced back to Gerald's field, assuming fourth position. He studied this before informing his monster, "Your right foot's too far forward." Blushing, she moved it back a step.

    Spitting, Fuu hissed before asking, "Is that all from you this turn?"

    "I just need to set this facedown..." He set a card facedown before finishing, "That will be it."

    Drawing another card, the woman paused for a moment, eyes flitting between two separate cards, before choosing and playing one. "I summon the Nin-Ken Dog in Attack Mode," she said.

    A cloud of smoke filled the air, causing most of the spectators to cough. (Gerald covered his face in time, and Lucifer was unaffected; in fact, he actually inhaled it with a sigh of pleasure.) From the smoke emerged a sight that, once the air cleared, lead to tilted heads: a humanoid dog in a ninja's outfit, poised to attack. (1,800/1,000)

    Gerald merely replied, "I activate Gravity Bind, preventing monsters of Level Four or higher from attacking this turn." The orb of quicksilver flowed into being next to him, and it began to pulse, intensifying the gravity around the duelists. The Shugenja Sorceress and Nin-Ken Dog slumped over, trying to stay upright.

    "At least it didn't turn out like last time," Laura noted.

    "Last time?" Vivienne asked.

    Chad replied, "The opponent used nothing but high-Attack Point Level Threes. He then pulled out Man-Thro' Tro' and went to work." He paused, as Vivienne giggled over that name, and continued, "It turned out to be his dad, on top of it."

    With a smile, Lucifer said, "I like ze elder Laxina; he's a pleasant man to talk to."

    Back in the duel, Fuu groaned, sliding a card into her Duel Disk as she said, "I set this facedown and end my turn."

    Sliding another card from his deck, Gerald tucked it into his hand, giving him exactly two cards. One of the nagging problems with this deck is that my hand empties fast and refills slowly, he thought. "Cyber Tutu?" he said aloud.

    Without any further ado, the little ballerina piroutetted, and then leaned forward and danced toward the samurai...

    ...only to be interrupted when Fuu yelled, "Activate Waboku!" A ring of priestesses emerged, frowning at the Cyber Tutu, who nervously bowed her head and stepped back.

    "I end my turn on that note," Gerald said at that.

    Fuu drew, took a card from her hand, and said, "Your tricks will not stop this monster, for he can walk untouched by your defenses. I summon the Monk Fighter in Attack Mode."

    A large rock appeared on her field. Even though they knew that the Monk Fighter was a Rock-type, those watching the duel were still confused. In particular, Vivienne thought, Is he going to carve himself out of that?

    Then cracks appeared in the rock. They spread, and finally the rock shattered, revealing a muscled young man in a sleeveless yellow shirt and long pants. He pulled his arm back, tensed, and let out a yell. (1,300/1,000) The Gravity Bind pulsed, but its powers didn't so much as distract the martial artist.

    "And before you ask," the armored woman continued, "this monster is only Level Three. Monk Fighter, destroy the Cyber Tutu with Quivering Palm!"

    Level Three? Gerald thought. He set a hand to his forehead, thinking, That's twice in one day...

    The monk stepped forward, glaring into the ballerina's eyes. Quicker than she could follow, he thrust his hand out, striking her in the stomach. Nothing happened at first, but then she gripped her stomach, eyes watering. With a peep, she shattered into triangles, and Gerald's Life Points decreased to 7,700.

    As Chad moaned in sadness, Laura raised an eyebrow, asking, "What was that?"

    Fuu smiled, watching the Monk Fighter take a controlled pose. "The martial arts style of the Monk Fighter includes training in a forbidden art, the Quivering Palm. That attack seems to do nothing at first, but from the moment it hits, a lethal vibration travels through the body of his victim. As soon as he struck the Cyber Tutu, she was already dead..." After a moment's thought, she said, "I'll end my turn now."

    Gerald drew, feeling his legs tense under him. He hadn't quite practiced sitting seiza before, and his muscles were calling him on it. He looked at his latest draw, tilted his head, and slid it into his Duel Disk. "I set this card facedown, switch Jinzo #7 to Defense Mode, and set a monster in Defense Mode." The clunky machine's eyes faded as it knelt, crossing one arm in front of itself, even as a concealed monster faded into view next to him. "That will be my turn."

    Even as the armored woman drew, she said, "As a wise man once said..."

    "If this is going to be one of those 'Confucius Say' things, you can shut up right now," Laura interrupted.

    "It would not be, but I see you do not wish to hear it." Taking a card from her hand, Fuu placed it into her Duel Disk, announcing, "I play the Magic Card known as Remove Trap, destroying Gravity Bind!"

    A bit of fire leapt off of Lucifer's shoulders as he muttered, incredulous, "People actually play zat card?"

    "Not most of the time," Fuu replied. "But I put it in the deck for Gerald - after all, one of his major defenses is a Continuous Trap Card, and he has more than one. Therefore, it is worth my while to have a way to remove it that is not restricted to one per deck, is it not?"

    Logical, Chad thought. Bad luck for Gerald, but still logical.

    The quicksilver orb that was Gravity Bind warped and twisted, stretching itself to the breaking point. And then it broke, flinging pieces of liquid metal every which way. Quicksilver being another name for mercury, and mercury being toxic, the spectators danced out of the hologram's way from sheer instinct.

    With the destruction of the orb, the unusual gravity that was tormenting the Shugenja Sorceress and Nin-Ken Dog came to an end, and the two rose to their feet, stretching out. The Monk Fighter, on the other hand, merely smiled.

    "Monk Fighter," Fuu began, "destroy Jinzo #7 - but do not bother with the Quivering Palm, it will not work on that machine..."

    As advised, the monk did not use the forbidden technique. He instead just walked up and smashed the robot's head in with one swing of his arm.

    "Nin-Ken Dog," she continued, "attack the facedown monster with Howling Lunar Strike!"

    The dog ninja howled, fading away as it did so. The sky briefly turned dark, as a low flute note sounded on the air. Gerald's facedown monster turned face-up, revealing itself to be a one-eyed, grinning pot. (700/600) Another howl sounded, and then the Nin-Ken Dog dove down from the sky, shattering the pot with a swing of its sword.

    Fuu gasped as she recognized it. "A Morphing Jar!"

    All Gerald did was nod, and then both duelists discarded the remaining card in their respective hands before drawing five cards. While the lazy man didn't mind (all he had was Attack and Receive), Fuu hissed as her Avatar of the Pot slid into the Graveyard.

    "I take it you know what that card does now, Laura?" Chad asked. He then ducked as her foot swept overhead.

    "My turn is not over yet, Gerald," the would-be samurai continued as she finished drawing. "Shugenja Sorceress, attack Gerald directly with your Ki Sorcery!"

    Taking another scroll from the tubes on her waist, the Shugenja Sorceress rolled it out and began to chant. This time, the arcane symbols of the spell appeared around Gerald's body. He looked at them, beginning to sweat, before a yellow light covered his body. He glowed brightly for a moment, and then let out a cry of pain as the light grew to searing intensity, his Life Points dropping to 5,800.

    But as the light faded, Gerald's facedown card flipped up. "Attack and Receive will damage you as you damage me," he said. "You take 700 points of damage from this card, and 300 more because I discarded an Attack and Receive for the Morphing Jar..."

    Two armored knights stepped out of the card. They crossed their blades and then charged, landing an X-shaped blow across Fuu's body. She yelled as her Life Points fell to 5,100.

    As the X faded, Fuu staggered a moment before taking a card from her hand and setting it into place. "I end my turn with this card facedown."

    Gerald drew... and then stared, as his latest draw began to glow. There you are, he thought. I still don't know if trusting you is wise, but you could come in handy. Still, I need to prepare for you. "I set a monster in Defense Mode," he began, the monster appearing as he said it. "Next, I play Swords of Revealing Light..."

    "And I will activate Magic Jammer," Fuu replied, "discarding my Lone Wolf card for the cost. Now your swords mean nothing."

    The glowing swords began to cage in the would-be samurai's monsters, but then a ritual circle appeared before her. Smoke billowed out of it, obscuring the light of the swords until they completely disappeared.

    Even as his legs cramped, Gerald wiped the sweat from his brow, saying, "I set a card facedown and end my turn."

    The two duelists looked to their hands as Fuu drew. Even as Gerald stared at his Heaven's Gift, his opponent raised an eyebrow, thinking, This is the card Hanzaki gave me. If those looks mean what I think they do, now is the time to employ it.

    "I begin my turn by summoning Usagi Warrior in Attack Mode," Fuu declared.

    Once again, there was a wave of cherry blossoms, and Vivienne sneezed, sniffling in misery as they blew past. A human-shaped hare emerged into view, clad in blue samurai armor and with his ears tied back into a topknot. He bowed to Gerald as he appeared; Gerald bowed back, wincing at the weight on his knees. (1,500/1,000)

    Vivienne couldn't resist, yelling, "Bunny!" before doubling over with a massive sneeze.

    "It's Usagi Yojimbo!" Chad called out. "I haven't seen him since that one Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles episode!"

    As she blew her nose into a Kleenex provided by Laura, Vivienne muttered, "One of my brothers had that action figure... too bad the ears broke off."

    Taking another card from her hand, Fuu continued, "Now I will equip the Usagi Warrior with the Blade of Bushido, which can only be wielded by warriors or beast-warriors of the Light attribute and increases their Attack Points by 800."

    Gerald and Laura again groaned in unison, Gerald thinking, Must they hammer that word into the ground? Laura, meanwhile, thought, What's the point of even having a card like that when both types have other, almost-identical support?

    Despite their complaints, a sheath still appeared in the Usagi Warrior's hand. He drew the shining blade out of it, brandishing it before him. (1,500/1,000 - 2,300/1,000)

    "I set a card facedown," Fuu went on. "Now, Usagi Warrior, attack Gerald's defending monster with Strike of the Hare!"

    "Activate Negate Attack," the kneeling man answered.

    The armed leporid sprang forward, blade at the ready. As he swung it around into Gerald's monster, however, the air blurred, and his blade caught in nothingness. Uttering what Gerald thought was a very nasty curse in Japanese, the hare braced his foot on the nothingness and tugged, extricating his sword. That done, he bowed again and returned to Fuu's field, glaring at her.

    "That will be my turn," the would-be samurai concluded.

    While he drew, the lazy young man shifted one of his legs, finding it hard to continue in his position. At this rate I'll have to stand before the next turn's done, he thought. He then took a deep breath, declaring, "I offer my Humanoid Slime as a tribute to summon forth Heaven's Sphere."

    The facedown monster revealed itself as a human-shaped slime. It bubbled, and then drew itself inward, forming an orb of ooze over the heads of the duelists. From within it grew an ever-growing light, concealing its outline as it grew and swelled. Soon the slime was gone, leaving only the light behind. This light took shape and solidified, now the marble orb of Heaven's Sphere. (2,000/1,000)

    Even as this happened, though, Fuu took on an expression of evil glee, saying, "I activate my trap, Bottomless Trap Hole!"

    There was a moment's pause, and then Gerald dropped his hand, the cards fluttering about him.

    Underneath Heaven's Sphere, the ground began to crack and break, finally giving away to reveal an infinite empty space. At first, this meant nothing, since Heaven's Sphere floated. But soon, a vacuum came up, pulling on the floating servant of Light. The orb fought against this, pulling back hard, but it was too late - the vacuum won, and Heaven's Sphere vanished into the pit, which disappeared immediately afterward.

    "Due to the Bottomless Trap Hole," Fuu explained, still grinning, "your monster no longer exists. Unlike the Trap Hole you carry, this one removes its victim from play altogether! Unless I am mistaken, you have no way to bring it back!"

    Once Fuu stopped talking, the truth of the situation hit the spectators. Chad and Laura both recoiled, Laura gasping as Chad grabbed his head with both hands. Lucifer stumbled to one knee, the destruction of the Light hitting him hard, breathing heavily. Even Vivienne, who didn't know what this entailed, was left pale.

    And after the shock sank in, Gerald did not scream, nor did he fly into a rage, nor did he cry. In fact, he did not do anything. He merely collapsed onto his face, legs kicking out from under him. He tried to stand, but collapsed again, eyes open and empty.

    0000000

    "So the damned thing worked," Degas noted. "It was true, then - his Heaven's Gift was unprotected from magic or traps."

    Alexander smirked, resting his chin on his hand. "Unlike Cards of Night, Heaven's Gifts tend to be... well, more fair," he replied. "One can imagine, for sake of argument, a Hell's Sphere being far more prepared than that. Granted, looking at it would likely be enough to burn out your eye sockets."

    "The damage to Gerald is more than I expected, however. I can understand his reaction to Image Sealer - that was a branding iron to his soul - but why would losing a Heaven's Gift hurt him so?" the man in black then asked.

    The man in green answered, "He is a Chosen of the Light, and that was a weapon granted him by the Light. Break a samurai's sword, to use a reference Fuu would understand, and you'd have much the same calamity. I'm not sure what the exact injury is, but recovering will not be easy for our lazy young friend."

    0000000

    Much the same conclusion came to Gerald's allies as they stood aside, watching as the young man's prone form twitched. Nobody moved; no one so much as spoke, afraid they could somehow damage him.

    After a few moments, Fuu sighed and drew her sword, walking towards her unconscious opponent. "I say enough time has passed," she said. "This counts as a forfeit, and thus his life is forfeit."

    Laura stepped in the way, arms at her sides. "Take another step and I'll kick your sword back through your head."

    "Commoners should not speak like that to a samurai," Fuu replied, narrowing her eyes. "You have dishonored me with your words. By all rights, I should kill you where you stand for that."

    Taking out her deck, Laura searched through it until she held four specific cards, fanning them out. "You're no samurai," she said. "These are real samurai... at least, one of them is." She held up the Sasuke Samurai cards, glaring at Fuu from behind them. "Sasuke Samurai #2 is a farmer, #3 is a ronin, and #4 is a nobleman and you're less of a samurai than any of them."

    Tucking her hand into the sleeve of her armor, Fuu raised her sword overhead. "Impudence!" She brought it down hard...

    ...and faster than anyone could catch it, Laura slid her cards back into her deck and caught the sword between her hands, a thin smile on her face. "You took a step back before you attacked," the redhead said, closing her fingers around the back of the blade. "Work on that and you might be decent with this toy." With one pull, she yanked the sword out of Fuu's fingers, throwing it aside (and nearly impaling Chad, who had to dance out of the way).

    During the interlude, Lucifer and Vivienne had kept watching Gerald. Finally, Lucifer called, "He's getting up!"

    And indeed, as Fuu and Laura turned their focus to him, Gerald rose to his knees, taking a few deep breaths with his eyes shut. He gathered his spilled cards, and then set one hand on the street and climbed to his feet, staggering for a moment.

    Satisfied, Laura stepped away from Fuu, arms crossed. She went out of her way to kick the would-be samurai's sword as she moved.

    After a moment, Gerald looked into Fuu's eyes, muttering, "I thought about not summoning Heaven's Sphere, in order to show you mercy. That can be forgotten now." He looked at his cards, took two, and slid them into his deck, saying, "I set these two cards facedown. Go."

    Retrieving her own hand from her armor, Fuu fanned it, shaking her head. She drew before saying, "I play Pot of Greed."

    "And I'll chain my Scapegoats to that," Gerald replied.

    As the evil, chortling jar appeared in front of Fuu, four tiny goats bounced into being in front of Gerald. Vivienne let out a little noise of happiness with that occurance, making Chad and her father glance to each other and shrug.

    After her second draw, Fuu let out a small laugh, saying, "It seems the Heart of the Cards is siding with me today, evil one..."

    "Heart of the-" Gerald inhaled, his limbs still shaking to an extent, and let out a long, groaning exhalation. "You're one of those people, too? I thought being obsessed with samurai was your biggest problem, but it seems I'm wrong."

    "I, however, seem to be right about your villainous ways," Fuu replied, narrowing her eyes. "Either way, I sacrifice my Nin-Ken Dog for a far nobler being - a monster known as Yamoto the Noble Samurai in Attack Mode!"

    The Nin-Ken Dog bowed before vanishing. As he disappeared, a massive cloud of sakura blossoms blew through the air, sending Vivienne into a sneezing and coughing fit to the point where she collapsed against Chad, eyes watering.

    From this cloud emerged a figure clad in gold armor, wielding a shining blade. He bounced the sword on his shoulder, and then bowed to Gerald before moving into an attacking stance. (2,200/2,000)

    To everyone's surprise, Gerald gave a low whistle and bowed back, saying, "We meet again, Yamoto." He noticed the confusion and explained, "The last duelist I defeated on Monster Island before losing my duel for a Crystal Star played Yamoto. He was as much of a fool for samurai as Fuu was, actually."

    "Fool for... you baka!" Fuu yelled. "Yamoto, cleave one of his Scapegoats in half!"

    As the samurai charged forward, blade at the ready, Gerald activated his other facedown card. "In response, I activate Widespread Ruin. Goodbye, Usagi Warrior."

    The trap did nothing to Yamoto, so he proceeded to cut the little goat in half (to a sigh from Vivienne). However, the Usagi Warrior dropped his Blade of Bushido, gulped, and exploded, leaving a scorch on the field and throwing pieces of blue armor everywhere.

    Now digging a hole in the concrete with the toe of her armor, Fuu declared, "Take out two more of his Scapegoats, my loyal monsters!"

    There was no hesitation. The Shugenja Sorceress read off another one of her spells, causing one of the Scapegoats to vanish in a puff of smoke as it was incinerated, and the Monk Fighter slid up to the other one and tapped it with the Quivering Palm, whereupon it shattered.

    "I'll end my turn with another card facedown," Fuu concluded.

    Drawing his next card, Gerald dusted himself off and glanced at the new acquisition. He then slid it into place, declaring, "I activate my Continuous Magic Card, Spell Sanctuary. Both of us may search our deck for a Magic Card and add them to our hands, and as long as the Sanctuary's in play, we may activate any Magic Cards as Quick-Plays."

    A brilliant light covered the field before a temple on a hill rose up down the street from the duel. Both duelists took their decks out of their Duel Disks and searched through them. From the sidelines, watching the activity, Chad pondered, "What might they take out?"

    "If Gerald has any brains, he'll be looking for one of his defenses," Laura replied. "As for Fuu, she's got control of the field, so who can tell?"

    Once he was done searching, Gerald shuffled his deck, slid it back into the slot, and played the card he searched for. "I play my Pot of Greed."

    Bit of a gamble, but what choice did you have? Lucifer thought.

    The evil jar appeared again, and Gerald drew. "Next," he said, "I set a card facedown, and summon the Inaba White Rabbit in Attack Mode."

    The teleporter flickered into being, and one of the sparks it threw off became an angry-looking white rabbit, ears twitching. (700/500)

    "Attack her directly, Inaba White Rabbit," the lazy young man ordered.

    The rabbit stepped onto its teleporter, which turned it into the ball of light and fired it at Fuu... and then it hit an invisible wall, turned back into a rabbit, and bounced up to its owner, looking angry.

    "Negate Attack solved that problem," Fuu explained.

    With a sigh, Gerald said, "I end my turn." He returned the Inaba White Rabbit to his hand after saying so.

    Fuu drew next, and then announced, "I will activate my Pot of Charity. By removing one monster of Light in my Graveyard from the game, I may draw three cards, so I will now remove Usagi Warrior and do so!"

    A somewhat prettier take on the Pot of Greed appeared in front of Fuu, and the Usagi Warrior appeared on top before sliding in. The hologram vanished just as Fuu finished drawing.

    With a smile, Fuu continued, "I set a card facedown and summon Yamoto's favored student, Sashia the Samurai Squire in Attack Mode!"

    "Oh, in the name of..." Laura muttered. "Samurai did not have squires! That's a Western concept!"

    "For once, I can accept this," Gerald replied. "After all, can you tell me what samurai referred to their students as?"

    Laura thought about it, and then shrugged.

    "Same here. That being the case, I can let it slide."

    During the argument, another monster had taken her place on Fuu's field, almost unnoticed. She looked like a dark-haired version of Fuu - tall, gangly, and dressed in oversized armor. There was a bow and quiver of arrows slung on her back, and she blushed sheepily as Yamoto stared at her. He then smiled, and she sighed in relief. (1,700/1,500)

    "As long as she shares the field with Yamoto," Fuu added, "Sashia gains 300 extra Attack Points." And indeed, just being next to her teacher made the younger warrior visibly more confident. (1,700/1,500 - 2,000/1,500)

    Quietly enough that the duelists could not hear, but loudly enough for the other spectators to catch it, Laura whispered, "Suck-up."

    Gerald readied himself, looking to his last Scapegoat.

    "Sashia the Samurai Squire," Fuu ordered, "take out the final Scapegoat!"

    "In response," Gerald said, "I activate my Messenger of Peace."

    Sashia took the bow and arrows off of her back, nocked the arrow, and drew back the drawstring, aiming for the little goat. Suddenly, however, the goat was in the arms of a kind-faced man in white robes with a peaceful aura about him, who glared at Sashia. The young warrior relaxed her bow, looking ashamed to have even thought about it.

    On Fuu's field, Yamoto and the Shugenja Sorceress also lowered their heads, Yamoto returning his sword to its sheath... but the Monk Fighter spat, pounding one fist into the other palm. Noting that, Fuu said, "Perhaps my other monsters are too strong to attack, but the Monk Fighter is under 1,500 Attack Points, so nothing stops him! Attack the Scapegoat with your Quivering Palm, Monk Fighter!"

    Marching up to the Messenger of Peace, the Monk Fighter wrenched the Scapegoat from his arms and gave it what looked like a gentle pet before returning it. After a second, however, the Scapegoat shook in the messenger's arms before exploding into shards. The older man shook his head in regret.

    "That will be it for my turn," Fuu finished.

    Gerald drew another card, smiling as he saw it. "I pay the 100 Life Points to maintain my Messenger of Peace," he began, his Life Points slipping to 5,700.

    "And now you'll lose even more as I activate my Solar Ray trap!" Fuu shouted. "For each Light Monster on my field, you lose 400 Life Points, so that's 1,200 in total!"

    Yamoto, Sashia, and the Shugenja Sorceress glowed brightly, and then a beam of light shot out of the three of them, piercing Gerald from three different directions. He fell to the ground again, exhaling as his Life Points sank to 4,500.

    "And that's still less painful than when Jacob used Just Desserts on him," Chad said just before wincing.

    There was a slight groan as Gerald got back to his feet, stretching for a moment before he went on, "Now I summon Mucus Yolk in Attack Mode."

    A hideous purple substance bubbled up from a storm drain, pooling at Gerald's feet. It burbled upwards, a pink core forming within it. (0/100)

    "Now, I will equip it with the Axe of Despair," Gerald continued.

    The axe came into being on top of the Mucus Yolk, sinking into its mass after a moment and swelling it. (0/100 - 1,000/100)

    "And now that it has an Attack Score, Mucus Yolk, attack her directly with Damaging Form: Axe," the lazy man ordered, slumping over a few degrees as he said it.

    The ooze rose off of the ground, spun rapidly, and turned into a fast-spinning axe. It then flung forward, shearing into Fuu and causing her to cry out as her Life Points dropped to 4,100.

    "That will be that," Gerald concluded, "and because you took damage, the Mucus Yolk gains 1,000 Attack Points." The ooze grew even larger, until its mass touched the Messenger of Peace's foot and he kicked it back a step. (1,000/100 - 2,000/100)

    To be continued next post...
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    As she recovered from the blow inflicted by Mucus Yolk, Fuu began to shudder, finally asking, "How did you draw those? You do not have the Heart of the Cards behind you, yet you drew just what you needed!"

    At first there was no response, as Gerald took a few deep breaths, setting one hand to his brow. After a moment, however, he let out a long sigh and replied, "Heart of the Cards... I'd have an easier time believing in that if Duel Monsters cards weren't just ink on cardstock."

    Fuu gasped, and then yelled, "You liar! Every card in this game has its own spirit, its own soul! They are unique beings with their own talents! How dare you say such things!"

    "I say the truth," Gerald said, cutting her off. He held out the last card in his hand, back to her - perhaps it was coincidence that all his fingers except his index and middle fingers were curled up, and his index finger was hidden behind the middle one. "Take a good look. This is cardstock; in essence, it's the same as the bottom layer of cardboard." His finger tapped against the card's back. "This is ink - a liquid mixture of various pigments, although I don't know if this one uses resin or water-based inks. Together, they make your average Duel Monsters card. Now where in that mixture is there room for a soul?"

    Everyone listening to him just stared, jaws on the verge of dropping.

    "The answer," Gerald continued, "is nowhere. Duel Monsters don't have souls. How can they? Wouldn't that make anyone who disposed of a torn or damaged card a murderer?" He rolled his eyes, staring at Fuu afterwards. "The Heart of the Cards is little more than a myth. I've seen its fondest believers lose the first rounds of major tournaments while the worst jerks in the building won without even trying hard. If the Heart of the Cards was real, it would be the other way around, now, wouldn't it?"

    The would-be samurai was incoherent as far as responding, but if her expression was any sign, she was on the verge of trying to break Gerald's neck.

    "I've never needed the Heart of the Cards. I have enough self-confidence to not rely on a fable," Gerald concluded. He then smiled and said, "Now, it's your turn, correct?"

    Five seconds later, Fuu let out a noise similar to a whistling teakettle (causing the audience to break out of shock and grab their ears) before drawing her next card. "You will pay in blood!" she screamed. She glanced at her cards, and then threw one on her disk, shouting, "I summon Ancient Master Yoshi in Attack Mode!"

    An old man emerged from the card in question, staff held across his chest. He turned and bowed to Yamoto and Sashia, and they bowed to him with the utmost respect. (800/2,000)

    "This monster trained every samurai in the proper way of the warrior," Fuu continued. "As a result, all monsters with Samurai in their names gain 500 Attack Points as long as he is face-up! Mataza the Zapper would gain this bonus, too, but I have yet to draw him."

    Huh, Laura thought. I could use one of those myself. It would be a benefit for my Sasuke Samurai group...

    Meanwhile, as Gerald looked unworried, Fuu studied her hand, eyes narrowing. I have three De-Spells in this deck, she thought, why have I not drawn any of them? "I now play Smashing Ground, destroying the monster with the highest Defense on your field," she declared. "Since you only have the one monster, I will destroy that."

    The clouds parted, and a giant fist shot out of the sky. It slammed into the Mucus Yolk, splattering it every which way and crushing the Axe of Despair. The fist shook some residual slime off of its knuckles before withdrawing into the air.

    "Oh, dear," Gerald muttered, studying Fuu's field. "I just realized... you have two monsters that can attack me directly, even with the Messenger."

    The samurai wannabe hissed, "I was going to say that! Ancient Master Yoshi, crack him across the jaw with Master's Staff!"

    The old man hobbled forward, age having robbed the speed from his legs. Time had not, it appeared, stolen the strength from his arms at the same time. How else to explain how he snapped Gerald's head to one side with a good swing of his staff?

    While Yoshi returned to his spot on Fuu's field, leaving Gerald's Life Points to drop to 3,900, Lucifer couldn't help a chuckle. "Age often equals power, my friends," he said. "I'm living proof."

    "You don't look that old..." Chad noted. "At least, not as old as he does."

    "It's an illusion," Lucifer replied. He passed a hand in front of his face, and his entire body seemingly aged sixty years before the hand reached his neck. "I can be any age I want - it is simply easier to be young." With that, the Beloved of Fire was back to his early-thirties self.

    The duelists hadn't seen that, focused as they were on taking out the frustrations accumulated over the course of the battle. Fuu ordered, "Monk Fighter, show him what your Quivering Palm does to humans!"

    Striding forward, the Monk Fighter cracked his knuckles and then thrust his palm out. To everyone's shock, Gerald moved faster than they could follow, blocking the palm with one of his own fists (card tucked into his knuckles). The monk raised an eyebrow, and then threw a punch with his other hand. Gerald's hand snapped in front of it, catching his fist.

    The onlookers stared, and then Gerald's Life Points dropped anyway, to 2,600. He withdrew his hand, muttered, "Worth a shot," and then groaned, "Ow..." as he rubbed at his bruised knuckles. Shaking his head, the Monk Fighter walked back to his owner's field.

    "I will end my turn on that, evil one," Fuu said.

    "We're back to the namecalling again?" Gerald asked as he drew. "As before, I pay 100 Life Points for Messenger of Peace..." As his Life Points lowered to 2,500, he stared at his draw, and then set it onto his Duel Disk, declaring, "I play Exchange, letting me see your hand and trade you one of my cards for one of yours."

    Fuu gasped, turning her hand around for Gerald to see. The lazy young man looked it over, eventually gesturing to one card and saying, "The Card of Sanctity will do nicely. Of course, you get my Inaba White Rabbit in the trade..."

    "That happened last time he used that card," Chad noticed. "He has the best luck with Exchange..."

    Laura asked, "When was the last time he used it?"

    "Against the Pillar of Destruction. Like I said, he has the best luck."

    Magical hands reached down, grabbing Fuu's Card of Sanctity and Gerald's Inaba White Rabbit and tucking them into each other's hands. Gerald didn't hold onto the card for long, setting it into his Duel Disk and announcing, "Let's draw, shall we?" Both duelists drew up to six cards, whereupon Gerald said, "I summon Servant of Catabolism in Attack Mode."

    This was the special one, judging by his beatific smile as the squid/snail creature oozed into view, waving its tendrils. (700/500)

    "I'll set a card facedown," he continued, "and then attack you directly with Electric Tendrils."

    The Servant of Catabolism oozed forward and sprang at Fuu, digging through her armor and electrocuting her as she screamed. Her Life Points plunged to 3,400.

    "I believe it's your move now," Gerald concluded.

    Fuu shut her eyes, set a hand in front of her face, and then let out the loudest scream anyone had heard outside of stepping on a cat. Chad, Lucifer, and Vivienne all stumbled backwards, while Laura held her ground with her hands tight on her ears. Gerald suffered the worst, and collapsed onto his knees as he shook.

    "What in ze name of ze Divine was zat?" Lucifer asked as the echo faded.

    "I think that was her battlecry," Laura replied. "Or was supposed to be, anyway, even if it sounded more like a plane crash."

    "Thanks to you," Fuu said as she drew her next card, "I now have every tool I need to finish this duel in my favor! But before I do anything else, I will play Dian Keto the Cure Master..."

    An aura of light surrounded her as her Life Points returned to 4,400. Gerald glanced to his hand, realizing he hadn't drawn any of his own yet. I do have all the parts of my new weapon, he thought, which is definitely a help. Now to see if she does what I want...

    "Next," Fuu continued, "I play De-Spell, destroying your Messenger of Peace!"

    A magic key appeared in front of the white-robed messenger, emitting a white smoke. The smoke formed a keyhole on the messenger's chest, and the key slid into it. The kind-faced man gasped and vanished.

    The armored woman smiled, playing her next card. "By discarding Luminous Spark, I can play the card known as Lightning Vortex, destroying your Servant of Catabolism!"

    An arc of electricity passed from one cloud to another overhead, and then a massive bolt of lightning shot down, vaporizing the Servant of Catabolism. "You're digging your own grave, Fuu," Gerald said with a glare as part of his monster bounced past him.

    "I am sorry, but you must be struck down," Fuu replied. "Now that all the pieces are in place, I declare my attack! Strike him down, Yamoto! Blade of Honor!"

    "And you ran right into it." Gerald gestured to his facedown card, which flipped to reveal an all-too-familiar image. "I take it you've heard of Mirror Force?"

    A glowing barrier surrounded Gerald, and Yamoto ran directly into it as he charged. Even as the samurai stumbled back, a wave of burning power engulfed him before it spread out, consuming all of Fuu's monsters. The barrier shattered, and Gerald yawned.

    Her confidence gone, Fuu stammered for a moment before she said, "I set a card... facedown... and that will do it."

    Gerald drew now, barely looking at his draw. "I start by playing Graceful Charity, drawing three cards and discarding two." The angel descended, and he took three cards before swiftly discarding two.

    "He picked his discards as fast as Geese did," Chad noted. "There must be a plan..."

    As he held up his next card, Gerald smiled. "I have a story to tell you," he began. "Long ago, the Amazons were faced with a rather... unpleasant problem. One of their own had turned to dark power in order to become stronger, but it turned her into a violent lunatic who lusted for battle. She finally killed two other members of the tribe, but the Amazons didn't want to stain their own hands with her blood. In order to punish her properly, they banished her from the tribe forever, dubbing her the Unfriendly Amazon.

    "With no choice, the Unfriendly Amazon wandered the world, her thirst for violence unsated. Eventually, however, she noticed that a young woman who had just completed her own warrior's training was following her wherever she went. As she trained, so did the young woman. As the Amazon fought, she fought alongside her. When she needed food, the young woman left it at her tent.

    "In due time, the woman introduced herself. She'd seen the Unfriendly Amazon in battle, and wanted more than anything to develop that sort of strength. As she talked, the Unfriendly Amazon felt her need to kill well up within her... but just being around the girl caused it to wane. Whether it was her devotion or something else, the ever-present violent spirit was weakened.

    "From that day forward, the Unfriendly Amazon was no longer alone. She was accompanied by her student and... well, friend, a warrior now known as the Loyal Knightess."

    "Impressive, but do you have anything you are going to play?" Fuu asked, her voice possessing the same boredom that Gerald's voice always had.

    Gerald set his card onto the Duel Disk, replying, "It's something we call Monster Reborn. I just discarded her, so now I'll bring her back... Meet the Loyal Knightess herself, in Attack Mode."

    The familiar stylized ankh flashed, and a young woman stood on Gerald's field. She was fairly short, with long red hair and a bemused expression, and she wore studded leather armor. She bore a rapier in one hand, and crossed her chest with it as she bowed. (1,500/1,200)

    On the sidelines, Chad, Vivienne, and Lucifer all looked to the monster. Then they looked to Laura, and then back to the monster. It was hard to tell them apart. Laura, meanwhile, smiled warmly at her doppelganger.

    "That monster is only Level Four," Fuu noted. "Why did you go to all the trouble of discarding and resurrecting her?"

    "So that I could summon another monster this turn," Gerald replied. "I summon Ameba in Attack Mode."

    The sewer drains spat out another pile of ooze, much like they had for Mucus Yolk. This ooze was a light blue in color, and bubbled and flowed as if over a fire. (300/350)

    Fuu smirked, waving to herself. "Strike me if you dare. I will still survive."

    "You will, but only barely. My turn is not yet complete." Gerald slid another card into his Duel Disk. "The third part of the combo is this card, Shien's Spy."

    A tall woman in a straw hat stepped onto the field, carrying a wicker basket. She opened the basket, scooped Ameba into it, and walked across the street to where Fuu stood. She then opened the basket and upended it, dumping the Ameba onto Fuu's field.

    Fuu blinked, even as the woman bowed and vanished, and then let out a slight laugh. "Thank you for the monster, I suppose, but..." she started to say.

    She never finished the sentence, as Ameba shot out a pointed tentacle and rammed it through her chest, knocking her Life Points to 2,400. As the tentacle withdrew, she fell to her knees, breathing hard.

    "Did I forget to mention that part?" Gerald said. "Shien's Spy lets me give you one of my monsters, and Ameba deals you 2,000 points of damage if it comes under your control while face-up. And as for the third part of my combo..." He gestured to his Loyal Knightess, who was growling with rage and brandishing her sword. "The Loyal Knightess hates it whenever anyone turns against his, her, or its allies. So when she destroys a monster in battle that used to belong to me, you lose 500 Life Points for each of its Level Stars. Feel lucky Ameba only has one."

    Laura snapped her fingers, saying, "That's it! Those are the three cards he bought at Scry!"

    "Interesting setup, if a bit tenuous," Lucifer said in turn.

    With another yawn, Gerald ordered, "Loyal Knightess, attack Ameba with Loyalist's Thrust."

    Raising her blade, the warrior lady danced forward, sidestepping the Ameba before ramming her blade home. The slime exploded, sending Fuu's Life Points to 1,200. After that, the Loyal Knightess stepped forward and, before Fuu could react, slashed her across the face with her sword, reducing Fuu to 700 Life Points. Content, the warrior headed back to Gerald's field.

    "Your move," the lazy young man concluded.

    Despite everything that had happened to her in the last few turns, Fuu didn't seem unduly scared. In fact, she smiled as she drew her next card, declaring, "Time for my final victory. You see, I have had an emergency plan in place for several turns now. I begin with Call of the Haunted, bringing back Yamoto the Noble Samurai!"

    A tombstone rose on Fuu's field, smoke curling around its base. From the smoke emerged the noble warrior, sword at the ready as he strode out. (2,200/2,000)

    "Now," Fuu continued, "I switch my Time Wizard to Attack Mode."

    From the facedown monster card sprang a bizarre creature, looking like a clock with arms, legs and a cape, wielding a clock-face-topped staff. (500/400)

    "I take it you'll use his effect now," Gerald said.

    Fuu nodded, and declared, "Time Wizard, Time Magic now!"

    The clock magician raised his staff, shouting, "Time Magic!" A spinner lowered into view, the hand rotating rapidly between a time machine shape and skulls.

    If it lands on the time machine, Gerald thought, I'm more than a little screwed. Yamoto has a special form that only comes out when someone wins a Time Wizard spin. If it lands on the skull, this duel is over. Let's see if my luck holds.

    The spinner slowed to a halt... and landed on the skull. Fuu dropped to her knees, stunned.

    "And that is that," Vivienne noted, blowing her nose afterward. "Time Wizard will now destroy all her monsters and cut Fuu's Life Points by an amount equal to half their Attack Points, and that's lethal damage."

    A vortex opened over the heads of Fuu's monsters, sucking them in without any ado, and her Life Points hit zero.

    With Fuu's defeat, Gerald smiled, wavered on his feet, and then collapsed to the ground, snoring before his back even touched the pavement. His head never touched the ground, as Laura shot forward and caught it before it could hit the street; she laid it gently down, stepping back once she was sure he was okay.

    That done, she stepped back with Chad, Vivienne (who was over her allergies now that the cherry blossoms were gone, although she still sniffled), and Lucifer. No one moved for a few moments, expecting Hanzaki to show up with a gun or some other interruption. Fuu just knelt there, her head down.

    After three minutes, Lucifer finally decided to check on the defeated, armored woman. He stepped forward, reaching towards her with a gentle, "Are you all right, madame Fuu?"

    With a loud "Kiai!", Fuu grabbed Lucifer's arm and flipped him overhead. He hit the street with a flash of fire, dazed on impact. Scrambling to her feet, the would-be samurai rushed to her sword...

    Laura sprang out, kicked the blade away, and snapped her foot out, catching Fuu on the shoulder. The two women faced off, and then Fuu half-turned, thrusting her palm towards Laura's belly. The short redhead whirled away from the attack, bounced forward, and rammed one knee hard into Fuu's stomach. As the armored woman recoiled, gasping for breath, Laura jumped back one step before leaping forward.

    Her foot hit Fuu's stomach with such force that it shattered her armor. Pieces of ceramic tile flew everywhere as the defeated girl struck the street, clay shedding from her as she bounced once before setting down. Fuu's head dropped, and she was out cold.

    Part of the shattered armor rolled up to Gerald's hand. He picked it up as he awoke, glancing at it. "Cheap replicia," he judged.

    Seconds after the skirmish, the air blurred, and Hanzaki stood over the unconscious young woman, hands behind his back. He paused, and then asked, "Any objection to me taking her away?"

    As one, Gerald, Chad, Laura, Lucifer, and Vivienne said, "Go right ahead."

    With a shrug, Hanzaki made a cryptic gesture, the air blurred, and they disappeared.

    Once the air cleared, Laura extended a hand, Gerald took it, and between them they pulled him to his feet. Looking down, Gerald noted a rent in the side of his shirt. He looked to Lucifer and said, "I can't seem to make an article of clothing last six hours anymore."

    "So it would seem," Lucifer replied. "Once zis is over, I will buy you a new wardrobe." He glanced to Laura, who was still wearing the gray jacket, and added, "All of you, zen."

    After a moment of disposing of garbage and repacking the blankets, the group headed into the Xcel Energy Center in the name of sweeping for Darkness Infected.

    0000000

    When Fuu woke up, she was staring at a dark ceiling, but with several glowing panels of light tucked into it. After wincing for a second, she sat up, rubbing the spots out of her eyes.

    The room was a quiet one, every wall as black as pitch. She was sitting at the center of a large chalk circle, and the dim lights prevented her from seeing much else. She could hear voices in the dark, voices that were familiar to her.

    "B-7," said a voice she recognized as Alexander, one of her masters.

    A voice that she knew as Degas, her other master, replied, "Hit. You sank my submarine." There was a pause, and then he asked, "C-2?"

    "Miss," Alexander replied.

    A third voice, which she placed as belonging to Hanzaki, said, "I think she's awake."

    Somewhere in the dark, a chair pushed back, and Fuu heard footsteps coming her way. In due time, Degas emerged onto the circle's edge, running a hand over his bald head. His other hand held a knife by the blade. As he approached, she scampered backward, shivering.

    "In the feudal era of Japan," the man in black said, "if a vassal failed a feudal lord, the lord would be dishonored. In order to make up for this, if the failure was spectacular enough, the lord would send his vassal a messenge. The contents of the messenge would include a knife." He tossed the knife into the circle, hearing it clang as it landed at Fuu's feet. "This was an order in its own right, an order for the vassal to avenge his lord's honor by committing seppuku."

    There was a pause as Degas pushed up his shades, and then he asked, "Well?"

    For a moment, Fuu considered her options. She moved onto her knees, reaching out to feel the knife's handle. Her fingers wrapped around it, and she brought it closer to her, staring at her reflection in the blade. And then she raised the knife...

    ...only to drop it, quivering in fear. "I... I can't do it," she said, gasping as she fell onto her hands. "I'm no samurai. I'm just a girl from Blue Earth, I can't kill myself like that! I'm so sorry!" Tears rolled from her eyes as she placed her forehead to the ground.

    With a sigh, Degas said, "If the vassal couldn't bring himself to perform the necessary self-sacrifice, the lord would send another one of his servants. This one had orders to do what the vassal couldn't." He snapped his fingers. "Hanzaki?"

    From the darkness at the other side of the circle, Hanzaki stepped out, pulling back the slide on his gun. He jammed it against Fuu's temple and pulled the trigger without a moment's pause.

    A shot rang out, and Fuu collapsed to the ground, unmoving.

    After a moment, Hanzaki pulled the clip from his gun (which he'd spun upward just before firing), threw it aside, and loaded a new one into it, saying, "I thought it would be quieter than that. I haven't fired blanks in a while."

    Crouching, Degas checked the girl's pulse and nodded. "Still alive. Good. It's not worthwhile to kill a good joke. Are you ready, Alexander?"

    The man in green stepped out from the darkness on the circle's center, holding the engraved jar. He set his bare foot on the chalk lines, sighed, and said, "This will make six. If he doesn't accept these, I don't know what we'll do."

    "Did you check with Caiside and Klaus?" Degas said as he rolled up his sleeves and Hanzaki stepped away.

    "Klaus couldn't get a good reading on how our next battle will go, and Caiside just kept saying, 'Confusion over the fire's part' over and over again..." Alexander opened the jar, concentrated, and winced.

    The chalk lines flared up, and Degas began to chant, drawing a white fog from Fuu's body...

    0000000

    An hour later, Gerald's party came to a pair of disheartening conclusions. The first was that there was no way for five people, even split into two groups, to sweep an entire stadium for Darkness Infected.

    The second was that even if they could, the odds of finding any were probably less than the odds of drawing all five pieces of the Forbidden One in your opening hand. Wherever Degas and Alexander had hidden their infected minions, it wasn't in there.

    "Waste of time," Chad muttered as they walked back outside. "Personally, I think we could have stopped searching once we knew there weren't any in the main concourse."

    Lucifer shrugged. "It was worth a shot, I suppose." He then sighed, turned to Gerald (who was slouching along on their left) and asked, "Something has bothered me for a while, Monsieur Laxina. After Heaven's Sphere was removed from ze game, you were out for quite some time. What happened?"

    Heaven's Sphere vanished, and Gerald plummeted into the Bottomless Trap Hole with it, spinning helplessly as he fell. An endless wind rushed up, ripping past him as he continued to descend. At some point, he hit terminal velocity, but he didn't feel like he'd stopped accelerating.

    And then a hand shot out, grabbing the front of Gerald's shirt. Defying all physical law, Gerald was not, in fact, killed by the sudden shock of this violent stop. He instead hung from the hand, breathing hard.

    The hand pulled, and Gerald stumbled onto a ledge. He looked at his rescuer in confusion; aside from the hand, which was hidden in a white glove, all he could see was a white robe hiding all features of the one who'd caught him. But sitting at the robe's edge was a Servant of Catabolism, its tentacles currently exploring Gerald's shoe.

    The robed figure turned and walked into a door that appeared from nowhere, the Servant following. After a moment, Gerald followed them...


    "I can't recall," Gerald said. "There was a fall, and a white building, and..." He sighed. "It was like a dream, and most dreams disappear when you wake up."

    "Ah," Lucifer said. "Zat zey do... When you work for zem, you get used to how evanescent dreams tend to be."

    Chad spoke next, moving away from Vivienne to walk beside Gerald. "Did you mean what you said to Fuu about ink and cardstock?" he asked.

    At that point, Gerald broke into a light chuckle. "Not nearly to the extent she thought," he replied. "For the most part, I did that just to get her so angry she'd lose her focus. It worked, you must admit..." He then paused, and continued, "I think the philosophy's foolish - it leaves no room for personal skill or human spirit - but I also think there's some truth to it. After all..."

    Instead of finishing the sentence immediately, Gerald took out his deck and drew a card from the center. He held it up. It was the Servant of Catabolism. "This card is closer to me than some human beings," he concluded.

    Taking out his own deck, Chad turned over the top card. It was Chiron the Mage. He wasn't surprised.

    Laura, meanwhile, fanned her deck out, picked a card, and sighed in relief when she saw her draw. The card was Zombyra the Dark.

    The Allumettes didn't bother with this. Vivienne wasn't sure which deck to use, and Lucifer needed no reassurance.

    0000000

    After the duel, Demetrius and Sol had gone their separate ways after a brief nod and sharing of notes. Now Demetrius Lark was headed through the Midway area, walking stick at his side.

    To his surprise, as he rounded a corner, he saw a group of uninfected people. All were kneeling, hands before them, and they listened intently to another uninfected man. The man wore a black suit and backwards collar, and he was reading from a battered Bible.

    "'Listen, I tell you a mystery: we will not all sleep, but we will all be changed - in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet,'" the man read. There was a conviction in his voice that was inescapable.

    Even though he felt rude just thinking it, Demetrius walked up and called, "Excuse me, Father!"

    The crowd glared at him, and Demetrius stepped back, but the priest merely smiled. "Relax, my friends, he means no ill will," he told his audience. He then looked up and said, "What is the problem, sir?"

    "I was wondering if you've seen anyone with the Darkness Infection walking around here," Demetrius asked, sweating slightly.

    The priest shook his head, adjusting his glasses. "I haven't seen anyone with those symptoms since yesterday, and I doubt if any of the ones I did see could walk. But why would you seek someone like that out, if I may ask?"

    "It's a favor for a friend of mine. I duel and defeat them so that the Infection's purged from them. Consider it an attempt at urban renewal."

    "Well, that sounds like an honest occupation," the priest said. "I am sorry I couldn't help you." He raised his hand and crossed the air, saying, "May the Lord be with you."

    "And also with you," Demetrius said, bowing slightly. "Thank you for your time, Father." Feeling slightly better, he headed off down the street, continuing his search.

    As he returned to the congregation, the priest thought, So that's one of the two who kept defeating the newly infected... Degas and Alexander will need to know about this. He could be a most dangerous opponent... but he was a nice person. I wish we weren't going to do what they'll order done to him...

    "Let us pray," Father Young said, and the assembled innocents bowed their heads in silent prayer. He let out a long, drawn-out sigh as he closed his Bible, thinking, I don't know how many times over I've damned myself, but it grows by the day...

    And next to him, unnoticed, a shadow began to lengthen, stretching across the sidewalk.

    USAGI WARRIOR
    Type: Normal Monster Card
    Statistics: Beast-Warrior/LIGHT/Lv. 4/1500/1000
    Image: A hare clad in armor, ears tied in a topknot and ready for battle.
    Flavor Text: Part hare and part soldier, this dedicated martial artist brings luck to his allies and misfortune to his foes.

    YAMOTO THE NOBLE SAMURAI
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Warrior/LIGHT/Lv. 6/2200/2000
    Image: A mighty warrior, clad in gold armor and carrying a perfectly-forged sword.
    Effect: If this monster battles with a Fiend-Type Monster, increase its ATK by 500 points during the Damage Step.

    SASHIA THE SAMURAI SQUIRE
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Warrior/LIGHT/Lv. 4/1700/1500
    Image: A young girl in armor, wielding a bow and arrow, standing alongside a proud Yamoto.
    Effect: Increase the ATK of this monster by 300 points every "Yamoto the Noble Samurai" that is face-up on your side of the field. Once per turn, you may select one "Yamoto the Noble Samurai" on your side of the field. If you do, the ATK of this monster becomes 2600, and the chosen "Yamoto the Noble Samurai" cannot attack during that turn.

    ANCIENT MASTER YOSHI
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Warrior/LIGHT/Lv. 4/800/2000
    Image: An old and wizened man, wielding a staff, standing before a bowing Yamoto and Sashia.
    Effect: When this monster is face-up on your side of the field, increase the ATK of all monsters on your side of the field with the word "Samurai" in their names (or who are named "Mataza the Zapper") by 500.
    Note: The above four cards all first appeared in Dark Sage's "Yu-Gi-Oh Jr.: Legacy of the Duelist". All creative credit goes to him.

    SHUGENJA SORCERESS
    Type: Normal Monster Card
    Statistics: Spellcaster/LIGHT/Lv. 4/1900/900
    Image: A young woman in a silk robe, a set of scroll tubes strapped to one hip.
    Flavor Text: A specialist in the arts of ki magic, this young woman has faced armies of demonic forces and emerged untouched.

    BLADE OF BUSHIDO
    Type: Equip Magic Card
    Image: A shining blade engraved with glowing kanji.
    Effect: This card may only be equipped to a Warrior or Beast-Warrior monster of the LIGHT Attribute. Increase the ATK of the equipped monster by 800 points.
    Note: The above two cards first appeared in Dark Sage's "Yu-Gi-Oh Jr.: Mandate of Heaven". All creative credit goes to him.

    POT OF CHARITY
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A ceramic jar with a gentle expression.
    Effect: Remove one LIGHT Monster in your Graveyard from play. Draw three cards from your deck.
    Note: This card was created by Shuppet Master for use in his story "Yu-Gi-Oh Jr.: Sister of Anansi". All creative credit goes to him.

    LOYAL KNIGHTESS
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Warrior/FIRE/Lv. 4/1500/1200
    Image: A red-haired young woman in armor, wielding a rapier, chasing a panicky Goblin Calligriogropher away from a blushing Unfriendly Amazon.
    Effect: If this monsters destroys a monster on your opponent's field in battle, and you previously controlled the destroyed monster, your opponent loses 500 Life Points for each Level Star of the destroyed monster.

    Coming next chapter: The forces of Shadow make a play of their own, taking advantage of a spell they've lifted from Degas and Alexander. The Light can't fight the Shadow, but Dreams can... and they just happen to have a man on the scene. Lucifer finally gets to duel, and his opponent is someone certain video gamers may well recognize. But what can the Beloved of Fire do against invaders from another planet? Find out in Chapter Twenty-One, "Supernova"!
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    An interesting chapter. I feel like I contributed a great deal to it, seeing that a lot of the cards were ones I invented.

    Degas and Alexander are becoming somewhat cruel in my opinion. Bad enough that Fuu got her soul snatched, but they had to scare her half to death first?

    Anyway, I don't have much else to say. I know a little about the next chapter, but I'm sure there'll be a lot of surprises. Keep it up!

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    Seeing that Im a lurker mostly now, I just had to comment this chapter.

    Perfect. Some points, which I liked:
    Gerald and others didnt try to convince Fuu, that they are really the good guys and D&A are bad guys. Instead, they just defeated her.

    The reactions to her samurai....stuffs. Rolling eyes etc. I dont know, why, but for me, it shows a bit more character development or something.

    Gerald's speech about Heart of the cards. That was the main point, which made me reply. Its refreshing to see a hero like this.

    And finally, D&A's joke with blanks. It makes this better, than just "Opponent lost -> *bang* -> dead. Opponent lost -> *bang* -> dead. xInfinity."

    (Also, I liked, how they played that submarine game. I dont know, what is it called in America, but in Estonia, its (literal translation) "Bombing ships".)
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    Supernova, eh? Seems the Shadows want to come in and get their just deserts. And I have a feeling I know who the opponents of this duel will be, because Paradox PM'd me about them earlier. I won't say who, though...
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    Ever wonder what it'd be like if a person who could barely speak English were to rom-hack one of the Pokemon games, replace the characters, plot, and Pokemon with ones of his own creation, while at the same time making a terrible mockery of the English language as a whole?

    Of course not. Because that'd suck really, really hard. Unfortunately, even though you didn't think about it, this guy did.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Dark Sage
    Degas and Alexander are becoming somewhat cruel in my opinion. Bad enough that Fuu got her soul snatched, but they had to scare her half to death first?
    Well, they ARE villians; I personally find it more unnerving how cruel the supposed heroes are becoming - they're just a bit too negative for me...

    Both deck themes have been done over and again, but I really got a kick out of Time Wizard's spin missing. I could just imagine Time Wizard turning to Fuu after that miss and saying 'OWN3D!'

    Lucifer's duel is something I'm looking forward to; I can only guess what's coming next time...

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    Interesting. I kind of liked the scenes with Sol and Demetrius. I was wondering where they had gone to.

    It's no small secret that Jade was the basis for the character. I'm kind of glad Fuu didn't use absolutely everything Jade used back in the YGOJ series. Lot's of humor in this one, although the Samurai pretext pulled a heartstring at the chapter's end.

    On another note, Laura kicks butt!

    Some of the newest cards used by Gerald seemed situational at best, and dead draws at worst, but in a fanfic, you have control over what's drawn so it probably won't come as a disadvantage in the future.

    You mentioned somewhere that Lucifer's deck is non-standard. With the rage of Fire duels a few months back, it should be refreshing to have something new. I mean, Lucifer's not the type to use Lava Golem... is he?

    As for the opponent, Supernova... Grr, do you have any Idea how many Space video games there are? On second thought, I'm sure you do. Maybe it's just a reference to Fire though, in which case, I'm way off.
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    Okay, I must respond.

    Jade was not like Fuu at all. Jade was taught by a true Sensei who was attemping to rekindle the more benign aspects of Bushindo. Jade's armor and sword was not fake, and she was a real martial artist.

    And she would have committed seppuku if she had to. She almost did at one point, if I remember.

    Now, I know that Jade wasn't MoP's favorite character. I don't mind a satire (and let's face it, Jade was an exaggeration, so even she was a bit of a satire). But if Jade and Fuu ever met, Jade would likely be offended, and trounce her good.

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    Well said, Dark Sage! I'm glad he stepped up to the plate and spoke out about this whole thing. I'm glad that he has a sense of humor. I really liked Jade, and I think Paradox may have made Fuu to mock her, but all in good fun. At least she's gone now.
    Quote Originally Posted by Zorak
    Ever wonder what it'd be like if a person who could barely speak English were to rom-hack one of the Pokemon games, replace the characters, plot, and Pokemon with ones of his own creation, while at the same time making a terrible mockery of the English language as a whole?

    Of course not. Because that'd suck really, really hard. Unfortunately, even though you didn't think about it, this guy did.

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    I have three statements and a recollection to make before I post this next chapter. The statements will be quick, the recollection not so much.

    Statement One: It's a little late, but I want to thank this board for awarding "Yu-Gi-Oh: Tilting the Balance" the award for Best Yu-Gi-Oh Fic.

    Statement Two: The opponent in this chapter requires a different copyright than usual - she's owned by Nintendo.

    Statement Three: As always, I likely got a few of the rulings for the opponent's cards wrong. When I was writing the chapter, most of the names for her cards were still unknown.

    Recollection: Several years ago, when I was still new to fanfiction writing as a whole and Yu-Gi-Oh in particular, back when the Legendary Heroes arc of the show was just airing in America, I had an idea for a story. I sat down in my room and began to write down bits and pieces of the plot as it came to mind.

    The story never came to pass (and a good thing, too, as the idea was ludricrous), but one character I had created stuck with me. I had identified him as the Duel Monsters Champion of France, and given him a Fire deck for reasons I can't remember. One memory that sticks out in my mind is rushing onto the Internet at one point in a frenzy of inspiration and typing "match" into the Babelfish translator before hitting "English to French".

    The character's name was Lucifer Allumette. From idea to idea, he traveled along, changing and updating himself as time passed. He started human, but one random idea cast him as a flame spirit dubbed "the Beloved of Fire"; the name and species change stuck.

    When I began to plot Tilting the Balance, I needed someone to give the heroes advice. Merlee was retired and this was outside of his sphere, so I couldn't just borrow him. After much thought, I decided that now was the perfect story for Lucifer. Originally, he wasn't going to duel until much later, but when I saw an empty gap in the story's timeline, the Beloved of Fire finally got his chance to shine.

    On the same day I created Lucifer Allumette, I created a key card for his deck. That card does not appear in this chapter, but take heart - this isn't the only time Lucifer duels in this story.

    And now that I've gotten that off my chest, let's begin...
    The Place That Is No More - Because the world needed to hear me rant and rave.

    My ASB A-Team: Qwerty (Magneton), Cici (female Shuckle), Pudge (male Persian), Fuji (male Torkoal), Light (Starmie), Matthias (male Flygon) (six others)

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    You may call me Lucifer Allumette. I am also known as ze Beloved of Fire, and at different times I have held ze titles Keeper of ze Eternal Flame, Lord of ze Burning World, and for a brief period in ze 1950s ze Scion of All Dreaming. (Zat is a story for another time, and I don't zink Maitre Merlee would approve my telling it anyway.)

    Zough I serve ze grand forces of Dreams, ze force of change and inspiration, circumstances make strange bedfellows. Now I am working alongside Gerald Laxina, ze Chosen of ze Light, force of calm and peace. And zere are few more calm and peaceful zan him - I doubt anyzing could make him act any way
    other zan calm and peaceful...

    But zere is a catch. I am Dreams, and he is Light. I cannot fight against ze enemies he deals with - all I can do is aid him in ozer ways. But by ze same token, he cannot fight against my enemies in ze Shadows. And one of zem just showed up.

    Zis fight is mine to battle. And in truth, I have waited for zis opportunity. Well, zen... let us dance!


    Chapter Twenty-One: Supernova

    In places beyond the human mind's ability to comprehend, outside the scope of this reality, a force neither man, animal, nor spirit turned its attention off of its newest Chosen and turned the focus of its concentration to the activities of its neighbors. Its current manifestation was the traditional one, that of a golden orb orbited by lesser orbs of similar appearance.

    How odd, it thought. Why does it move now? It agreed that it would wait for this issue to be settled before it would act. This is a serious violation. The counterpart force must hear of this.

    With an act of will long since turned second nature, the force called to another, You have seen this?

    We have, the addressed thought in reply; it appeared before the first force, manifesting as a massive, fluctuating column of pink fog. In truth, given our counterpart's nature, we anticipated its breaking of the agreement. From its current actions, we believe it will act in the area you and your counterpart are competiting in.

    Due to its recent weakness, the first force thought, it will have to act through indirect proxy. None of its Chosen are in the area, and it has not nearly enough power in the region to create a new one or to transfer its active ones.

    The second force replied, This is true. However, your counterpart's agents have a means by which my counterpart can easily create a servant with little use of power. We have read its state of mind, and although the proxy will be weak, it will be able to act. That is all it needs.

    The first force thought inwardly for a moment, and then mused, Our Chosen is unable to act. As weak as your counterpart is at the moment, it can act almost unopposed...

    Not so, said the second force. One of our own agents is there, working alongside yours. And nothing that our counterpart can dredge up can hope to defeat him.

    0000000

    The clock struck four in the afternoon just as Laura struck the wall, her hair billowing around her as she shouted, "Where the hell are they?"

    The wall in question belonged to the Hill House, one of the oldest and most expensive houses in all of St. Paul, which explained Chad's wince as she struck it. The group of five had crossed the city twice over, from Battle Creek to Merriam Park and back, over the last two hours and not found a single trace of the Darkness Infected. This return to Summit Hill was mostly out of desperation... that, and Vivienne wanted to see the pipe organ in the Hill House.

    Despite its size and the sheer irony of it, the Hill House had proven to be yet another failed search, which was behind Laura's sudden violence. Vivienne, however, had enjoyed seeing the pipe organ.

    Emerging from the building behind her, Gerald shook his head. "What sense does this make?" he questioned. "Yes, none of them managed to defeat me, and it prevents me from getting visions... but what do you do with about 200,000 people?"

    Lucifer, who was last to step out of the building and directly behind Vivienne, tucked his hand in his chin and narrowed his eyes as he said, "A unpleasant zought just came to me. Zese two cities, while large, are still somewhat limited. What if zey are just ze start?"

    Chad, sitting down on the front step next to Vivienne, replied, "Come to think of it, the Darkness Infected aren't the only thing missing."

    "Huh?" Laura said, cracking her knuckles and trying to calm down.

    "It's four in the afternoon and we haven't even heard of the third Pillar of Darkness."

    Gerald shut his eyes, deep in thought (at least, everyone hoped it was thought) for several moments, and then opened them as he said, "You're right... by this point yesterday Menardi had put us through half of her gauntlet. Two days ago I was already battling Jean-Vic by four. But so far today we haven't even heard the third Pillar's name..."

    Lucifer now asked, "I forget - which one is ze Zird Pillar?"

    "According to Jean-Vic," Chad said, "there are four Pillars - Destruction, Terror, Chaos, and Death. We can assume they're coming in that order. You have to wonder what the Pillar of Chaos will be like."

    Vivienne shivered a little. "I've run into Chaos decks before," she said. "It won't be fun."

    Having regained her cool, Laura shook her head, saying, "We can't assume that will be their deck, though. After all, by that logic, Menardi should have used the scary deck themes like fiends or zombies."

    "And given that the Pillar is Chaos, assuming anything is likely a bad idea," Gerald added. "The odds are that it won't be what we think."

    Lucifer then chuckled and said, "Or it will go out of its way to not be what you zink."

    0000000

    Somewhere in the city, deep within Degas and Alexander's lair, the man in black and the man in green were not watching the mirrors and thus could not make a snappy comment. They instead stood in the pillar room, eyes on the northernmost pillar, watching as it began to crack and pieces of obsidian fell off of it.

    Alexander rubbed his hands together in a hand-washing motion, eyes flicking up and down the pillar repeatedly. At several points he stopped doing that only to run his hands through his hair.

    "Calm yourself, Alexander," Degas finally said, putting a hand to his forehead. "You're acting like a child."

    Taking a few deep breaths, Alexander lowered his hands, although he still looked tense.

    Finally, there was one last loud crack, and the pillar shattered. From within it emerged the least likely Pillar anyone would expect - a young woman, no older than eighteen. She had black hair to her waist with blue highlights in it, her bangs hiding her eyes, and her skin was a fair auburn. She was a few inches shorter than Alexander, and was wearing a purple t-shirt and blue jeans.

    As she fell forward, the man in green stepped out and extended his arms. She fell right into them, and he held her close, head bowed over her. Behind him, Degas put his head in his hand, muttering under his breath.

    The young woman soon awoke, blinking and murmuring, "Alexander?"

    "Bethany," Alexander whispered, holding her tighter.

    Bethany reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, "Is it my turn?"

    "Not just yet," the man in black said, clearing his throat to remind both of them he was there. "We actually have another plan in mind before we send you out, but he insisted you needed time to recover from your transformation."

    The man in green glared at him, running his fingers through Bethany's hair as he said, "Is that such a bad thing?"

    Holding up his hands, Degas said, "Did I ever say that was a bad thing? There's no reason to overreact, Alexander..." He then picked a shotglass up from the floor, striding forward. "Let's see..."

    The girl pressed tighter to Alexander, who stroked her hair, whispering, "Relax, my Bethany. This is just a test to see if you're ready."

    Carefully, Degas held the glass near Bethany, watching the liquid in it. "It starts as water," he reminded himself.

    Within the glass, the water began to shift and flow, even though Degas was holding it still. There was a slight noise, and then it changed into a thicker, white liquid.

    Reaching out, Bethany dipped her finger into the glass (causing it to change into a Dixie cup) and tasted the liquid. "Milk?" she whispered. "I turned water into milk?"

    The liquid turned brown, and Degas tasted it, muttering, "And into Coke..." He paused, tasting it again. "And Pepsi..." The liquid turned red, and he drank it, concluding, "And a most fine 1931 cherry brandy. You are the Pillar of Chaos, Bethany. Around you, reality isn't sure what it's doing."

    The thus-identified Pillar tucked her head against Alexander, whimpering slightly. Before he could do anything to comfort her, a loud explosion echoed through the lair.

    Alexander lifted his head, muttering, "What the hell?"

    Shutting his eyes, Degas mentally ran through each room in the lair, and then his eyes opened. "The laboratory... Something's broken into the lab!" He turned to Alexander and said, "Get Bethany to her room and then follow me!" With that, he turned and ran through the door.

    The man in black emerged in the laboratory, and then stumbled back, coughing. Despite the explosion, most of the room's contents were still in one piece... with the exception of the central table. The central table was blown into a thousand pieces, most of which were only slightly too large to call splinters. Smoke rose from the wreckage, and the CD wallet was thrown to one side.

    At the center of the shattered wreckage of the main table, a purple orb hovered over a small CD, which sat label-side down on the floor. The orb continually writhed and pulsed, as if something alive were trapped within and couldn't escape. As the orb lowered, purple lines of energy drew themselves around it in a recognizable pattern.

    "Omnu omni hasak tor..." a harsh female voice recited. The CD began to glow, energy infusing it.

    The voice continued, "Tier-Antorbok-Aretak-Pargon-Asmodeus..." With each word spoken, a purple rune burst into being on the edges of the circle. Energy danced around it, and the lines grew bright enough that even Degas had to look away.

    "Ah quan lahts reh tap soo! Ah quan lahts reh tap soo!" the voice finished, and the lines burst into an explosion of violet light before burning away. With that, the orb vanished as well, leaving only the CD in its wake.

    Once the light faded, Degas knelt, gathering up some of the scattered papers. Alexander entered just afterwards, asking, "What was it?"

    "The Shadows have finally made their move," the man in black replied, straightening the papers in his hands. "It cast the spell for summoning a video game character and then left. Go see what game it used, will you?"

    The man in green stepped over a piece of the table, picking up the fallen CD. "It's a Gamecube game," he said before turning it label-side-up. Narrowing his eyes, he showed it to Degas.

    Degas looked at it and shook his head. "What a pity. There's only one character worth using in that game... even I wouldn't do that to her." He dusted off and set the papers aside, saying, "Put the game back and report to the mirror room."

    A minute later, both men sat in front of the mirrors, which were turned to Gerald's party on the road. "How did the Shadows know that spell?" Alexander asked.

    "There's so much background magic in the laboratory that every spell you cast resonates in the air for about a week," Degas replied. "All you need do is read that."

    0000000

    At first it had seemed like nothing would break the cloud of overhanging tension following Gerald and his allies after their discussion in front of Hill House. However, this cloud wasn't as dense as it had appeared; it vanished when actual clouds rolled overhead.

    Despite being in the hands of the Darkness, the Twin Cities had enjoyed clement weather for the past few days. In fact, the emerging clouds were the first ones anyone had seen in quite a while. And they were large, black ones at that.

    The first raindrop hit Laura's shoe as she was sitting in the back of the Corolla, which was heading for the Ordway now. The second grazed her hand, and she looked at it in wonder. "Hmmm," she murmured.

    A few more drops of rain hit Gerald's pantsleg, and he glanced at them. "Somehow I expected the weather to hold out until one of us lost," he said. "It seems the weather doesn't care for drama."

    And then the dam burst, and it started to pour down rain.

    Lucifer uttered a curse, and then began to flinch as the rain hit him. Every time a raindrop touched his skin, it flashed to steam, giving him the impression of smouldering after a few moments. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Stop ze car! We have to get in, now!"

    Chad glanced to him, and then pulled the car to a stop in front of what, judging by the Pepsi sign over the door, was a diner. The Beloved of Fire sprang out and ran through the door without any explanation, and the rest of the group followed after him.

    Once he was inside, Lucifer let out a sigh of relief, sitting on one of the tables. "Ah, zis is better," he said, tugging a napkin out of its holder and wiping off his forehead. A cloud of steam began to surround him, and his otherwise-immaculate suit had several black splotches on it.

    "What's this all about?" Chad asked Vivienne.

    The girl replied, "Dad hates rain. Actually, he hates cold water in general. It's obvious if you think about it."

    Laura couldn't help a snicker, moving up to Lucifer and saying, "What? It's not like rain can kill you..." She then paused, frowned, and said, "It can't, can it?"

    "No, but it hurts like ze devil," he replied. "Imagine being caught in a shower of razor-sharp needles. Zat's what it's like for me to get caught in ze rain."

    After a group wince, the assembled party looked around the diner. From the decor, it seemed that the diner was still in service, but the Darkness Infection had taken out its staff. The walls were a dark brown, constrating with the white plastic of the counter, and there was a chalkboard over the kitchen announcing that the last special was a Reuben, while the last soup of the day was potato. The front of the diner consisted of the counter and several booths (one of which was Lucifer's current seat); the building extended in front of them, showing several tables in another room. There was a gumball machine and several coat hangers in a niche by the kitchen.

    Reaching into his pocket, Gerald fished out a quarter, stepped over to the gumball machine, and dropped it in. He turned the handle and caught his purchase, frowning. "Drat. Grape," he muttered. He then shrugged and tossed it into his mouth, chewing as he glanced to the clock, noting the time; it was 4:17.

    Looking around, Chad hopped the counter and looked into the kitchen. He then exhaled. "The power's still on," he said. "That means the refrigerator still works, and I'm guessing they were either just opening or just closing when the infection hit, so no food's out. Thank heaven for small favors."

    Sitting at the counter, Gerald tucked his gum into one cheek and muttered, "Since we're stuck here until the rain stops, does anyone know where they keep the radio in this sort of place?"

    There was a long, uncomfortable silence, and then everyone shook their head. Vivienne then held up her bag and said, "I think I have one in here somewhere. Let me check..."

    As she opened the bag, rummaging through it, Laura (seated next to Gerald at the counter) turned to Lucifer, asking, "Tell me - is that bag magic somehow? There's no way any normal bag that size holds that much."

    "A simple Dreams spell zat can be described as ze real-world equivalent of a 'Portable Hole'," he replied. "It leads to a small cache on anozer plane of existence. I taught it to her myself." He grinned. "I would say I'm a good teacher, non?"

    Smiling, Vivienne kissed her father's cheek (and Laura's eyebrow twitched). "Mmm... you are, dad." She then held up a small radio, saying, "As it happens, I did have one in here, after all." She set it on the table, extending the antenna, and flicked the power switch.

    The familiar sound of "Good Times Roll" by the Cars filled the diner, and everyone relaxed for a moment, watching the rain fall.

    And then the radio went dead. Vivienne blinked twice, and then smacked it, yelling, "Don't pull this on me, you little metal tyrant! I put fresh batteries in you just last week!"

    There was a further moment of silence, and then a haunting five-note tone, one that sparked the memories of several of the gathered listeners, briefly played on the air, apparently from nowhere. Shortly afterward, a longer tune began to play.

    As the song played, Gerald shook his head. "Music from nowhere," he said. "Just like when Geese showed up. A video game character's coming... I didn't think Degas and Alexander would resort to that again so soon."

    "Which one?" Laura said. "I didn't recognize the music."

    Chad was about to say something, but then, to his surprise, Lucifer snapped his fingers. "Ze first tune was from Metroid," he said. "It's ze tune that plays in every game at ze beginning and when you load a file - it plays when she first appears. Zis following tune..." He paused. "It's ze Tallon IV overworld theme from Metroid Prime. Mon Dieu, don't tell me..."

    Blinking, Chad asked, "You've played Metroid?"

    "I love Metroid, Monsieur Montmelier. And if ze newcomer is ze character I think it is, I have no respect for Monsieurs Degas and Alexander."

    The first melody played again, and a strange light glowed in the back room of the diner. A humanoid shape faded into view as the light vanished, and then it stepped forward.

    The shape turned out to be a tall human figure, clad entirely in a metal suit. The suit was mostly orange, with a red helmet and chest, and had surprisingly large shoulders. The great majority of the right arm was a green metal gun barrel, and there was a green visor in the helmet. It was hard to make anything out through the visor, but the face within seemed to be female.

    "Ah, rien, it is you," Lucifer said, staring at the intruder. "Madame Samus Aran, I presume?"

    The armored woman glared at him, and then said, "You are correct. I am Samus Aran, bounty hunter under the employ of the Galatic Federation. And you would be Lucifer Allumette, alias the Beloved of Fire. I am here to take you into custody."

    "What's ze crime?" Lucifer asked, narrowing his eyes.

    "To be honest, I don't understand the charges myself. I was called away from my activity on Tallon IV for this job." She sighed hard, causing a rustling of feedback through her suit's speaker.

    It's the Metroid Prime version, all right, Chad thought. Smirking, he called to her, "Hey, a word of advice - if you ever see a baby Metroid, don't shoot it!"

    Glaring at him through her visor, Samus replied, "Fine. I'll take that into consideration." She then pointed her gun-arm at Lucifer, saying, "Do you surrender or will I have to duel you into submission?"

    Fire flickered around Lucifer's fingertips, and he raised an eyebrow, studying the bounty huntress.

    Laura looked to Gerald, and he said, "I don't get it, either. Why is a creation of Darkness so intent on battling Lucifer when he works for Dreams?"

    And then Lucifer chuckled, stepping back a step and shaking his head. "Zere isn't any Darkness in zis one, Monsieur Laxina. Not in ze slightest. Zis, my friend, is an assassin sent by ze Shadows; I'd recognize ze aura after a zousand years." He chuckled again. "Took zem long enough. However, I must ask: why are you borrowing a trick from ze Darkness?"

    For a moment, the bounty huntress was silent, and then she replied in a tone entirely unlike herself... or anything else conceived of by man. The words were completely unfamiliar to the humans present (or to Vivienne, for that matter), but the message rang in their heads. "Ah, Beloved of Fire... in truth, those two imposters to the throne of Darkness borrowed a trick from us. The spell animating this construct is modified from a summoning spell used by the Shadow Queen herself. This isn't borrowing; it's reclaiming. And any method will do when it comes to eliminating a pest like yourself."

    "What language was that?" Chad asked.

    Lucifer spat, muttering, "The language of Shadows, Tenebreac. Zis, by contrast, is Mythian, ze language of Dreams..." He then spoke in a language that, although Gerald and his friends couldn't understand, Vivienne could, judging by her expression. Again, they knew the meaning: "You think you can defeat me? I've lived for five and a half centuries, and I've battled a thousand of your agents. In the oldest game, in duels of magic, in Monomacy, in Duel Monsters... I've never lost, not even once. I accept your challenge, and may the Divine have mercy on you."

    "Shall we make it a Dream Battle or a Shadow Game?" the voice speaking through Samus asked.

    "Neither," Lucifer replied. "Your puppet doesn't merit it. This will be a duel without any tricks."

    The voice faded, and Samus held up her gun-arm, saying in her normal voice, "If you two are done negotiating, I'd like to battle before the Space Pirates finish taking over the planet, thank you!"

    With that, Lucifer moved towards the back room of the diner, holding up his hands. Two wheels of fire burst into being, and he spun them around his body, whirling around as he did so. He snapped his arms out to his side, and the fires became two steel rings with blades emerging from four points; inside the rings were two crossed bars, by which he held them.

    In one motion, Lucifer bowed his head and threw his arms across his chest; the rings joined as they met, becoming a Duel Disk, which he held by the corners. It was made out of blackened metal, resembling the two rings connected at one of the blades; the deck slot was at the center, its edges lined with brilliant purple, and the tray was fixed on one edge of the rings. This he strapped to his arm.

    There was a pause, and Gerald and his friends then clapped.

    "Show-off," Samus muttered. She tapped a button, and a series of buttons rose up on her gun-arm. "My own deck is a digital file within this suit; I will conduct all my actions through this outlet." She pressed a few more buttons, and a Life Point counter appeared.

    With a snap of his fingers, Lucifer took his deck out of the air. He then paused, and shook his head. "You don't deserve my true strength." He tossed the cards in the air, and the deck spun around him. Several cards turned to flame for a second, and then he regathered them and slid the deck into his Duel Disk.

    Vivienne blinked, saying as the group moved to the counter, "I see he's using the weaker version..."

    "Weaker version?" Laura asked.

    "There are seven cards in his deck that he won't use if he doesn't think the opponent is good enough. They're actually the core of his deck, so when he switches them out, the deck's weaker. I think it's a point of pride."

    Once they were done, Lucifer extended a hand, saying, "Take ze opening move, Miss Aran." He activated his Duel Disk.

    "My pleasure," Samus replied, pressing a button.

    The word "GO!" flashed on her arm, and both Life Point counters rose to 8,000.

    With the press of a button on her arm, Samus added the first card to her hand. Her eyes flicked along them, and then she tapped a few buttons, causing a facedown monster and two facedown cards to appear. "I set a monster in Defense Mode," she said, "place two cards facedown, and end my turn."

    Fire flickered around Lucifer's fingers as he drew his own opening card. "Let us begin," he said. "I start my turn by summoning ze Darkfire Soldier #1 to ze field in Attack Mode!"

    There was a gout of flame, and then a blonde man with bronzed skin strode out of the fire, wielding a large steel hook. He wore a shoulder guard and black pants, and seemed unconcerned that he'd just walked out of the flames. (1,700/1,150)

    "Next," Lucifer continued, "I shall also set two cards facedown. Now..." His eyes panned over Samus's facedown cards, and then he shrugged. "Caution to ze wind, Darkfire Soldier #1 - attack with Heated Hook!"

    The burning soldier threw his weapon into the air, caught it before it hit the ground, and dove forward, slicing cleanly through Samus's monster. It was revealed as a small, gray-skinned creature that closely resembled the standard depiction of an alien - the only differences were that it had a strange, beak-like mouth and frilled ears on either side of its bulbous head. (300/800)

    As it died, the alien spat something on the Darkfire Soldier's skin. This "something" became a small green worm, which burrowed under the soldier's skin before he could react and left a purple mark behind.

    "Okay, that was just gross," Vivienne muttered.

    Her father, meanwhile, blinked before asking, "What ze hell just happened?"

    "The monster you destroyed is known as Alien Grey," Samus replied. "When it's turned face-up, it places an A. Counter, or Alien Counter - that little worm - on one of your monsters. Oh, and..." Her arm beeped, and she tapped a button, adding a card to her hand. "When it's destroyed in battle while face-down, I draw a card."

    With a sigh and a vent of steam, Lucifer said, "Zat is my turn, zen."

    Gerald sipped his drink, muttering, "Another set of cards I don't know anything about... video game characters use very strange decks, don't they?"

    "Just be glad he's not dueling Kraid or this place wouldn't have a roof," Chad said.

    With another tap to her arm, Samus drew again. "Now," she started, "I play the Magic Card Bait Doll. I'll have you activate your left-hand facedown card!"

    Lucifer merely shrugged, gesturing to the card in question. It flipped up, showing the image of a small monster ripping its way out of a larger one, and a ritual circle appeared on his field.

    "Ultimate Offering?" Samus said, taken slightly aback. She then shrugged. "Oh, well..."

    "Why would he play Ultimate Offering?" Laura asked Vivienne, head tilted.

    Vivienne replied, "Fire monsters tend not to be very strong, so it helps to have a lot in play at once. Especially if they have decent effects, and some do..."

    Taking it in stride, Samus added, "Bait Doll shuffles itself into the deck after I use it, so I should have better luck next time. Now I'll summon Alien Warrior in Attack Mode."

    A green beam of light shot through the ceiling and appeared on the field. Within it appeared an image, hazy at first but soon becoming clear, of a hunched-over creature with a silver carapace, looking a little like a humanoid dinosaur. It unfurled, revealing two massive hands with sharp claws at their ends. (1,800/1,000)

    "Oh, great," Chad groaned. "It's a warm-weather species of Sheegoth."

    The bounty huntress snapped her head towards him, shouting, "Don't even joke about that! I still have scars from the last time I fought one of those! Do you know how hard something has to hit me to scar me through this suit?" She then turned back towards Lucifer, ordering, "Alien Warrior, disembowel the Darkfire Soldier #1!"

    The Darkfire Soldier began to raise his hook to defend himself... and then twitched as something happened inside of him. He dropped the hook and grabbed onto his shoulder, over the purple mark. (1,700/1,150 - 1,400/850) Needless to say, when the Alien Warrior pounced forward and swung one of those spiked clubs it called hands around, pieces of the soldier went flying.

    "Hold for one second!" Lucifer yelled. "What weakened my Darkfire Soldier?"

    "The Alien Counter," Samus explained. "When a monster with an Alien Counter on it battles an Alien monster, the worm is spurred into activity by pheromones from its larger relative. It then attacks key nerves and muscles, preventing its host from fighting at full strength. In game terms, that means the monster loses 300 Attack and Defense Points for each Alien Counter on it."

    Without its host, the alien worm flopped about, helpless. Lucifer brought his foot down in a fit of pique, squashing the worm under his shoe as his Life Points sank to 7,600.

    "Hmmm... I don't think I'll need much else for a while, so I'll activate my facedown Soul Reversal," the video game character continued. "This lets me place a Flip Effect Monster from my Graveyard onto the top of my deck, so I'll make sure I get the Alien Grey back next turn." The ghost of the Alien Grey flew from the Graveyard and back into her gun-arm. "That will be it for my turn."

    Lucifer drew another card, the flames dancing at his feet. He then smiled, saying, "Mademoiselle Aran, I zink zis duel requires a change of scenery. Zis old diner just isn't a very good place to be, non?"

    "What are you suggesting?" the bounty huntress said, suspicion in her tone.

    "Quite simply, I'm going to change ze venue. From zis place..." He opened the field slot on his Duel Disk and slid a card into it. "...to ze City of Brass! Or as you probably know it... Norfair..."

    The air heated up around the two duelists, and then the spectators could feel it as well. Gerald took a napkin from a nearby napkin holder and dabbed the sweat off of his forehead. Soon, the ceiling vanished above them, replaced with a burning red sky, and then the rest of the diner was swept away. Now Lucifer and Samus stood on the top of a brass sphere; all around them stood a marvelous city, Arabian in design, and the heat was sweltering. Red-skinned beings, the Efreeti themselves, could be seen moving about in the distance.

    "Welcome to ze City of Brass, home of ze legendary beings of fire and spirit named ze Efreeti," Lucifer said, stretching out his arms. "Isn't it delightful?"

    "All I can say is thank the Chozo for my Varia Suit," Samus replied. "What does this field do?"

    The Beloved of Fire grinned "For starters, it reduces ze level of all Fire monsters by one. It also grants zem 200 extra Attack and Defense points. In zose respects, it is like A Legendary Ocean, but for fire. Now I shall summon ze Great Angus in Attack Mode!"

    A giant creature roared off in the distance, and then dropped from the sky, shaking the very ground on impact. It had tough red skin, giant tusks, and powerful knuckles, and its body was covered in scars. Both hands dug into the brass sphere the duelists stood on, leaving dents. (1,800/800) The heat caught up to it, but that only made it angrier. (1,800/800 - 2,000/1,000)

    Chad whistled at that point. "It's like the burning equivalent of my Berserk Gorilla, but without the drawbacks," he noted.

    Laura couldn't help a laugh at that, replying, "Appropriate - if I remember the picture on that card right, it's spitting fire."

    "By paying 500 Life Points, I may summon or set again zis turn, due to my Ultimate Offering," Lucifer noted. "So I shall. I pay 500 Life Points and summon ze Robotic Knight in Attack Mode!" As he said it, fire streamed from his hand and fed the ritual circle - his Life Points lowered to 7,100, but the circle glowed.

    What appeared to be, for all intents and purposes, a robot in a soldier's uniform descended from the sky. The flame jets on its feet cut out, and it settled into place. The robot wielded a saber in one hand, and its other hand was a machine gun. (1,600/1,800) Two strips of metal on its arms retracted, revealing solar panels, and it took in the intense light. (1,600/1,800 - 1,800/2,000)

    "Great Angus," Lucifer ordered, "take out her Alien Warrior!"

    The roaring, grunting beast shambled forward, swinging one massive fist around. The Alien Warrior countered by swinging its claws at the Great Angus, but they couldn't even penetrate the scar tissue. Green blood flew everywhere as the Great Angus crushed the extraterrestrial, and Samus's Life Points lowered to 7,800.

    As the beast lumbered back to Lucifer's field, however, two alien worms dug their way through the tough skin and left behind purple patches. Setting his hand to his forehead, the Beloved of Fire groaned. "Let me guess..."

    Before he could, Samus said, "When the Alien Warrior is destroyed, its killer receives two Alien Counters."

    "Zat was what I was about to guess. Robotic Knight, attack her directly!"

    The Robotic Knight raised its gun, lifted the saber high, and brought it down. The gun laid a stream of fire into Samus's armor, pockmarking it with bullet holes as she grunted. Her Life Points sank to 6,000...

    ...and then she activated her facedown card, declaring, "I activate Numinous Healer, giving me back 1,000 Life Points!" Instead of the usual nurse, a ball of energy hovered in front of her. She touched it, and the holes in her armor repaired themselves as her Life Points rose to 7,000.

    One of Lucifer's eyebrows twitched, and he muttered, "Zat will be my turn, zen."

    Samus pressed a few buttons, adding another card to her hand. "I set a monster in Defense Mode," she said, "and a card facedown." Both of the holograms appeared as she said so, and then she said, "I end my turn on that."

    "Could it be more obvious what she has out?" Vivienne noted.

    Chad's eyebrows narrowed, and he said, "Actually, it's not as obvious as you might think. Remember, she's using a theme none of us have heard of..."

    Lucifer drew his next card...

    "I activate my trap, A Feint Plan!" Samus declared. "Until my next turn, you can't attack any of my facedown monsters!"

    Taking a deep breath, Lucifer exhaled a small amount of steam before saying, "I set a card facedown and end ze turn."

    Gerald raised an eyebrow, noting, "She must want to flip the Alien Grey herself. But that prevents her from drawing a card... What good will that do?"

    As the bounty huntress brought up her next card, although her face was mostly hidden behind her visor, she seemed quite happy to see it. "I start by flipping my Alien Grey into Attack Mode," she said.

    The small grey alien emerged on her field, waving its tentacle-like fingers. (300/800) It coughed twice, and then spat. One of the worm-like Alien Counters flew across the field and let out a cloud of smoke as it hit the Robotic Knight's chestpiece. When the smoke faded, there was a melted hole on the Knight's chest.

    Lucifer put his head in his hand. "It seems being a machine does not confer immunity to ze Alien Counter."

    "All it means is that the worm tugs on wires and attacks circuitry instead of flesh and muscles," Samus replied. "Now I summon forth a monster called Alien Hunter!"

    The card moved from her hand to the field, and once more the green beam of light appeared. From within it, a tall, sleek monster slid into view. It had a much darker skin tone than the previous aliens, and whereas the Warrior could conceivably be called a humanoid dinosaur, the Hunter would be better described as a humanoid lizard. It carried a two-headed staff in its hands, either end crackling with energy. (1,600/800)

    Off to the side, Chad questioned, "Well, it looks strong enough, but what does it do?"

    In response, Samus explained, "The Alien Hunter specializes in the hunting and execution of creatures 'marked' with Alien Counters. In layman's terms, that means he can attack again whenever he destroys a monster with an Alien Counter on it. Thanks to my Alien Grey, that's both of them."

    It took a moment for Lucifer to register this, whereupon he muttered, "Oh, merde."

    "What does that mean?" Laura asked Gerald. He whispered it into her ear, causing her to grimace even as she said, "Well, he's got a point..."

    "Alien Hunter," Samus orderd, "attack the Great Angus with Otherworldly Electrostaff!"

    The Hunter's claws clicked at several buttons on the shaft of its weapon, causing more energy to dance around the ends. It then leapt forward and rammed it into the Great Angus's stomach; it tried to resist, but its limbs went stiff as the Alien Counters did their work. (2,000/1,000 - 1,400/600) The energy surged through the giant beast, and it was vaporized in seconds.

    "Now turn it on the Robotic Knight!" Samus continued.

    Moving up to Lucifer's mechanical warrior, the Alien Hunter jabbed the weapon into its stomach. To its surprise, the energy merely slid around its surface, although it did jerk about from the worm inside. (1,800/2,000 - 1,500/1,700) In frustration, the Hunter rammed the weapon through the worm's hole, whereupon it did its work and the Robotic Knight vaporized.

    Lucifer's Life Points were now at 6,800, but they wouldn't remain there for long and he knew it. He raised an arm in front of himself.

    Samus paused, raised a hand, and dropped it as she shouted, "Alien Hunter, attack directly now!"

    The Alien Hunter dove forward, raised the electrostaff, and then swung it into Lucifer's stomach. Its energies shot through the Beloved of Fire's body, and he cried out as his Life Points plunged to 5,200. The Hunter stepped back, leaving Lucifer staggering.

    "Alien Grey, hit him as well," the bounty huntress said as an afterthought.

    The Alien Grey's eyes shone, and it fired a telekinetic burst at Lucifer. Compared to the previous attacks, this was a fleabite, so he barely registered it as his Life Points were reduced to 4,900.

    "Now," Samus concluded, "I set a card facedown and end my turn."

    But as soon as Lucifer drew his next card, Samus hit a button on her arm. "Activate Orbital Bombardment!" Her trap flipped up, revealing an orbiting laser burning down from the sky. "By sending an Alien to my Graveyard, I can destroy one Magic or Trap card on your field. I don't feel a need for Alien Grey, so I'll dispose of it. Say goodbye to the Ultimate Offering!"

    The green beam that had previously delivered Samus's monsters appeared again, and the Alien Grey vanished into it. After that, a beam of yellow light descended from the heavens, blowing the ritual circle to pieces and throwing chunks of brass everywhere.

    "That didn't make sense," Laura thought aloud. "Most people would think the City of Brass is more dangerous than Ultimate Offering - after all, it makes Lucifer's monsters more powerful and easier to summon..."

    Samus heard it, but didn't care, thinking instead, I have my own reasons for wanting the majority of his monsters to be Level Three.

    For a moment, Lucifer was silent, and then he lifted off of the floor. He hung in midair, and then began to recite something from memory: "'Ze Dreaming Perfection, in its infinite and eternal sleep, sent his children a dream. In zis dream, he said unto zem, "I have dreamt ze dreams of ze inferno and ze wildfire, ze volcano and ze lightning bolt. From zis day forward, Dreams and Fire are as one." His words came faster as he continued: "'"As a sign of zis, my children-in-flesh are building a great fire on ze banks of a river in the world of man. From it shall emerge your brother, a being of ze world of man but with a foot in our beautiful Mythos. He, too, is of Dreams, but with a heart of Fire. And ze flames will know him and do his bidding, for he is zeirs and ze are his!" And so was born...'"

    Fire engulfed the seams of Lucifer's suit, and Vivienne stumbled back, yelling to the other spectators, "He's going to blow! Get behind the counter!" As one, Chad, Laura, and Vivienne dove behind the counter. Gerald, however, sat in his spot, unconcerned... until Laura and Chad grabbed his shirt and yanked him behind cover.

    Throwing his arms back, Lucifer finished the recitation with a loud yell of, "Ze Beloved of Fire!" The brass under his feet began to soften and warp as embers swirled in the air around him, his personal space shimmering as his body temperature spiked. His eyes turned the color of molten steel, and he inhaled the embers swirling about him.

    And then Lucifer exploded, fire burning out from him. The flames threw tables and chairs throughout the diner, scorching the countertop and shattering the glasses behind the counter. The windows blew out, the tables bent over, and Samus's armor turned black. As the fires roared from his body, the very bricks composing the building cracked, the mortar softening and beginning to run. Even the hologram of the City of Brass wavered, the fires hot even by their standards. In the epicenter of the explosion, the Beloved of Fire was barely visible, a specter in the heart of the inferno.

    While the fire raged overhead, Chad asked Vivienne, "So what was he quoting from?"

    "I don't know its name, but it's a history of the forces of Dreams," she replied. "He used to read it to me when I was a little girl. I always liked the parts with him in them."

    One of the lights exploded from the heat, showering glass on the spectators as they ducked and covered. Over their heads, just barely missing them, the scorching flames danced on currents of hot air. Seeing how calm Chad was under the circumstances, Gerald mused, "And I thought I took things in stride..."

    Eventually, Lucifer settled back on the ground, and the fire died down as he did so. He panted for breath, muttering, "My apologies. I just had to remember who I was. Now I shall resume zis duel." He took the card he'd just drawn and slid it into his Duel Disk, announcing, "As ze Beloved of Fire, I have ze backing of ze Sun God himself. I play Apollo's Blessing."

    Once they were sure the temperature was back to normal, the spectators stood up again. Laura tried to set a hand on the counter but swiftly pulled it back, wincing. Smoke rose from everything in the diner - everything flammable in the immediate radius of Lucifer's rage was consumed or melted, and Samus's suit was covered in a thick layer of black ash.

    Lucifer raised his hand, and fire rose up in front of him. From within it galloped a flaming chariot, driven by a large, perfectly-formed man in a toga. He rode in front of Lucifer, and the duelist took a card from his deck and handed it to him. Smiling, Apollo held out his hand, and Lucifer clasped it. With that, Apollo rode away.

    "What does that do?" Samus asked, wiping the soot off of her armor.

    "By removing a Fire-type monster in my deck from ze game, I may draw three cards. Zat Spirit of Fire should suffice." He drew his three cards, and then declared, "I summon ze Blue Flame Swordsman to ze field in Attack Mode!"

    Everyone who had dueled even once in their lives knew what Joey Wheeler's Flame Swordsman looked like. The Blue Flame Swordsman looked exactly the same, but with blue armor and blue fire surrounding his blade. (1,800/1,600) The sun over the City of Brass beat down, and he smiled. (1,800/1,600 - 2,000/1,800)

    "Blue Flame Swordsman," Lucifer ordered, "destroy ze Alien Hunter with Flaming Sword of Combat!"

    The fire on the warrior's blade intensified, and he charged forward, slicing the Alien Hunter in half with the blade. Samus muttered something that sounded like an alien curse as her Life Points dropped to 6,600.

    "I set one card facedown," Lucifer finished, "and ze turn is yours."

    I had an easier time fighting Mother Brain! Samus thought. She pressed a button, her next card appeared, and then she scowled behind her visor. "I set a monster in Defense Mode and place a card facedown," she said. "Now go!"

    Drawing again, Lucifer smiled, holding up his latest draw. "Zis will do nicely. I summon Tenkabito Shien in Attack Mode!"

    The sound of galloping hooves filled the building, and then an elegant man of Japanese appearance rode up one of the streets on horseback. He had his hair swept back in a topknot, and he wore silk clothes. In one hand, he carried a sharp nodachi. (1,500/1,000) His horse reared up, and he yelled a battlecry as the city inspired him. (1,700/1,200)

    At the sight of the monster, Gerald tilted his head. He then retrieved his deck, flipping through it until he found his Shien's Spy card. "I guess that explains who she's spying for."

    "No matter what zat trap is, Tenkabito Shien cannot deign to care," Lucifer said. "Zerefore... Tenkabito Shien, attack with Zantesuken!"

    "Okay, he does mean 'Zantesuken' and not 'Thantesuken,', right?" Chad asked. Vivienne smacked him across the back of the head, whereupon he said, "It's an honest question!"

    Gerald looked at him and replied, "Then don't phrase it like that in earshot of the subject's daughter. And to answer the question, Zantesuken is Japanese for 'sword that cuts through steel', so yes, he probably meant Zantesuken."

    Tenkabito Shien's horse reared back, and the warlord charged, bringing his blade around. It sliced up and through a large, blue-skinned fish with odd designs on its scales. The cut point appeared, and its divided halves fell to earth. (1,700/1,000)

    "Space Mambo, hmm?" Lucifer asked. "Desperation makes one do odd zings."

    The bounty huntress seethed through her helmet, declaring, "Does this seem odd to you? I activate Card of Last Will!" The trap flipped up, and suddenly five card holograms appeared on her gun-arm. "When I take an attack and my hand is empty, this trap gives me five cards!"

    "Not zat zey will help you with zis," he replied. "Blue Flame Swordsman, attack directly with Flaming Sword of Combat!"

    Blue fire erupted around the armored warrior's blade, and he swung it at Samus, a wave of fire launching out. It struck her armor, which sparked and smoked as the fire left a large scorchmark The onlookers could hear her breath heavily as her Life Points sank to 4,800. "It's like being in the Magmoor Caverns again," she muttered.

    Lucifer laughed behind his hand, saying, "Be glad I don't have any Solar Flare Dragons in zis deck or you'd have actual magmoors to worry about. Now zat I've made my statement, I end my turn."

    "Magmoor?" Gerald asked Chad.

    The tall man replied, "Imagine a twenty-foot-long, five-foot-diameter eel that lives in molten lava without any fear of being burned. Now imagine that it can spew fire with stunning accuracy at a medium range and has the temper of a pit viper on PCP. That is a magmoor."

    Samus pressed a few buttons and drew her next card, making her hand six cards. She paused for a moment as her visor flickered, clearing off the soot, and then chuckled. "As I recall, your City of Brass has two effects. The second effect gives all Fire monsters - in other words, all of your monsters - extra attack power..."

    "And ze first one reduces zeir levels by one, oui," Lucifer replied. "Why is zat so important?"

    One of the cards in her hand turned around as she said, "Because the effect of this monster requires it to gestate inside one of your own monsters, one of Level Three or less. Tenkabito Shien should do..."

    A beam of green energy fired from the card and struck the mounted warrior in the chest. He and his horse staggered back, but at first, nothing seemed to happen. And then he began to cough.

    "Everyone get down!" Chad yelled. "I saw this happen to John Hurt once!" The audience again dropped behind the counter.

    Still coughing, Tenkabito Shien climbed off of his horse, his coughing now throwing up blood. At that point, his shirt began to bulge. In a panic, he tore the front of it open, horrified as his chest expanded...

    ...and then his body tore in half as a tall, angry creature emerged from the remains, skin slick with the warrior's vital fluids. It had the same silvery carapace as the other aliens, but it was far leaner than its brothers, skin tight on its bones. (1,600/1,800) There was a noticable patch of purple on its stomach.

    Lucifer could only look on in disgust, grunting, "Ugh... Now I know how ze crew of ze Nostromo felt having to watch zat..."

    "The monster now on your field is named Alien Skull," Samus explained, unmoved by the horrific sight of a few seconds past. "When I Special Summon it to your field by sacrificing a monster of Level Three or less you control, it instantly gets an Alien Counter. I also can't Normal Summon this turn, but I don't need to." She pressed a few more buttons, moving a card onto her field. "I bring back my Alien Warrior with Premature Burial!"

    Samus's Life Points lowered to 4,000, and a red circle of light shone on her field. From it climbed the hulking unearthly combatant, snarling in rage. (1,800/1,000)

    "Alien Warrior, attack the Alien Skull!" she ordered.

    As the Alien Warrior barreled towards its fellow extraterrestrial, the Skull went into a defensive stance. It then let out a gasp and spasmed as the worm inside it went to work. (1,600/1,800 - 1,300/1,500)

    All Lucifer did was smile, however. He gestured to the Blue Flame Swordsman and said, "Zis monster has a special ability not shared by his brother. All I need to do is reduce his Attack Points by a number, and I can give zem to another monster I control. So I'll take 600 Attack Points and give zem to ze Alien Skull!"

    Raising his blade in front of him, the Blue Flame Swordsman shut his eyes. The blue fire gathered around his body, and he slumped, sinking to one knee. (2,000/1,800 - 1,400/1,600) Once there was enough, the blue fire streamed into the Alien Skull's body, and it fought off the pain of the Alien Counter. (1,300/1,500 - 1,900/1,500)

    By the time the Alien Warrior had reached it, the Alien Skull was ready. It dodged the sweep of the Warrior's claw, grabbed the other alien's head, and pulled it off with one good tug. Green blood splattered about, and two more worms burrowed into the Alien Skull's body, but the Warrior's corpse then shattered, bringing Samus's Life Points to 3,900 as it did. With the end of the attack, the worms went dormant, restoring the Alien Skull's power. (1,900/1,5000 - 2,200/1,800)

    The video game character stared at the array of holograms on her arm, muttering under her breath, and then said, "I'll set two cards facedown..." Her fingers flashed over the buttons as the card appeared. "...and end my turn on that."

    Gerald and company were back above the counter; by this point, the holograms of the City of brass had adjusted to their presence and turned it into a brass fence. "That little firestorm seems to have improved your father's skills," Gerald said to Vivienne.

    "Sometimes he just has to vent," she replied. "Our family manor in Marseilles is extensively insured against fire for that reason."

    Lucifer's fingers danced on top of his deck before he drew his next card, tucking it into his hand. His eyebrow arched as he looked at it, and he thought, So the Dreams felt I needed one of these? First time I haven't had to ask for one... "I zink I'll go straight into battle zis turn," he began.

    Before he could say anything else, Samus announced, "I activate Threatening Roar, preventing you from attacking me." A massive, booming roar issued from somewhere in the City of Brass, and Lucifer's monsters cowered.

    "Right..." Lucifer shrugged, saying, "Zat will be all, zen."

    Continued in the next post...
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    Samus pressed a few more buttons, studying her hologrammatic hand, and thought, I'm ready now. "I activate my trap, Brainwashing Beam!" she declared. "This lets me take control of any one monster on your field with an Alien Counter on it, and I choose the Alien Skull!"

    The trap revealed itself, showing a picture of an Alien Grey performing hypnosis. The alien stepped out of the card, locking eyes with the Alien Skull and waving its hands about. The other nonhuman lifeform just stared. Finally, Samus pointed her gun arm at it and fired a beam of blue light, dragging the resisting alien to her field.

    "What was that?" Laura asked.

    Chad replied, "The Grapple Beam."

    "Normally," Samus continued, "the monster in question would lose an Alien Counter each turn, and return to your field when the counters were gone... but I have other plans." She turned a card in her hand around with a press of a button, adding, "This monster normally needs two sacrifices, but I only need one if it's your monster being given up! I tribute the Alien Skull to summon Cosmic Horror Gangi'el!"

    From the sky shot a red beam, which fell upon the Alien Skull. Its skin bubbled, and it began to convulse. Soon its flesh began to swell, its legs beginning to expand at a collossal rate. They became tentacles in short order as it continued to grow in size, its head distending and sprouting extra fangs. More tentacles burst from its flesh, and when the transformation was complete, the monster was a head with tentacles attached to it. (2,700/2,000)

    Out of all four spectators, Gerald was the only one in the group who did not dive for the nearby garbage can. However, he did turn pale.

    Lucifer merely stared, glancing to his Blue Flame Swordsman. Said warrior was now openly sweating, and given that he was a Fire creature, this was a frightening thought.

    "Cosmic Horror Gangi'el," Samus ordered, "crush the Blue Flame Swordsman with Orbital Devour!"

    As it rose into the air, the cosmic beast growled down at the Blue Flame Swordsman. It then lashed out with one tentacle, dragging the warrior into its mass. The other tentacles thankfully hid the doomed swordsman, but the sounds that ensued were unmistakably those of a living humanoid being pulled apart and devoured.

    Once again, Gerald was alone in not rushing for the garbage can. Judging from his expression, however, he was on the borderline.

    The only hint left that Lucifer's monster had ever existed was his sword, which fell to the ground with a clang. Lucifer sighed as his Life Points lowered to 2,600, and then said, "By killing ze Blue Flame Swordsman, you've incurred ze wrath of his brother. When he dies, I may Special Summon ze Flame Swordsman to ze field from my Fusion Deck!"

    Clad in the more traditional red armor, the famous monster of Joey Wheeler stepped onto Lucifer's field, hefting the fallen sword. Orange fire surrounded it as he glared at Gangi'el. (1,800/1,600)

    "Like I should be afraid?" Samus said. "My turn ends with a facedown card."

    Lucifer drew his next card, glanced at it, and said, "I set zis monster in Defense Mode and a card facedown. And now... I was looking for a good opportunity to use zis! I activate my trap, Blazing Chains!"

    As the trap card flipped, showing an image of a demonic figure bound by burning chains, fire took shape behind the Flame Swordsman. He swung his sword, and the fire leapt out, wrapping around the Cosmic Horror Gangi'el. The fire solidifed and became solid, burning metal, causing the monstrous alien to roar in pain.

    "What did you just do to him?" Samus demanded.

    Unable to resist a smirk, Lucifer replied, "I need a monster of Fire to use zis card, but of course zat's any of them. Now your monster is unable to attack or switch modes, and ze chains are too tight for it to be used for tribute. Plus..." He paused, musing, "Perhaps zis card is broken. Your monster loses 700 Attack Points, and during your Standby Phase you lose Life Points equal to one quarter of its original power."

    Chad shuddered, looking up from the garbage can as he said, "That card really is broken..."

    As the chains heated up, smoke rose from Gangi'el's flanks, and it let out another roar of pain as several tentacles fell, burned from its body. (2,700/2,000 - 2,000/2,000)

    Lucifer then shrugged, saying, "Zere is a drawback. My turn has to end after I activate zis card, so it's your move."

    Even as Samus added the next card to her hand, the Blazing Chains heated up, and fire erupted around her feet, scorching into her suit. She cried out as her Life Points hit 3,225. Once the fire died down, she glared through her helmet, saying, "I'll activate my facedown card, another Numinous Healer! In addition to the 1,000 Life Point gain, I gain 500 more because there's one in my Graveyard!"

    This time, the card manifested as a larger ball of light. She reached out with her actual hand and touched it, draining the energy into herself and raising her Life Points to 4,725.

    "Even with the Blazing Chains on it, Gangi'el still has an effect to use - once during each of my turns, I can place an Alien Counter on one of your monsters. So since he's the only viable target, I'll give it to the Flame Swordsman!" she added.

    The chains rattled as the cosmic beast inhaled, drawing an egg to the surface. It then spat, the egg hatching in midflight and producing a worm. With a splat, the worm hit the Flame Swordsman's hand and burrowed in, leaving a purple mark on his skin.

    "Now," Samus continued, "I'll play Graceful Charity. I trust you know how that works?" The angel descended, and Samus pressed a sequence of buttons. Three holograms added themselves to her hand before two vanished. As the angel vanished, the bounty huntress went on, "I've just discarded a very useful monster, and I'll bring her back with my Monster Reborn. Meet a monster that all of the aliens call their leader - the Alien Mother, in Attack Mode!"

    The all-too-familiar symbol of resurrection shined overhead, and something truly repulsive stood on Samus's field. It was a tall silver-coated creature, vaguely human-shaped but with four arms jutting from its (her?) shoulders, each of which ended in pink claws. A spiked frill surrounded the Mother's head. (2,300/1,500)

    After a moment to study the situation, the bounty huntress thought, I've got enough power to risk whatever that is. If it's a Mirror Force, I'll actually benefit from losing Gangi'el. "Alien Mother," she ordered, "attack the Flame Swordsman with Infestive Swipe!"

    This time, the process by which the Alien Counter worm awoke became clear. The Alien Mother shut her eyes, and from various spots on her body (including several green protrudences), a pink mist began to form. This blew over the Flame Swordsman, and he briefly coughed before shuddering, his limbs jerking about as the awakened worm went to work. (2,000/1,800 - 1,700/1,500)

    Once the warrior was thus weakened, the Alien Mother slowly stormed forward, her claws leaving scrapes in the brass beneath their feet. She drew back one claw, about to strike down the weakened warrior...

    Lucifer activated one of his facedown cards, announcing, "Zis would have helped any number of '50s sci-fi heroes, non? I activate my trap, Shadow Spell!"

    The black chains, which resembled the Blazing Chains without fire, launched from behind the Flame Swordsman, locking into place around the Alien Mother and binding her to the ground. She hissed, but couldn't break free, regardless of her struggles. The chains tightened, and she growled at the pressure. (2,300/1,500 - 1,600/1,500)

    Fingers twitching, Samus tapped a few more buttons, muttering, "I'll set this facedown and end my turn."

    Studying his hand, Lucifer frowned, thinking, I've got her pinned, but I don't have any way of destroying either monster, and that Alien Counter will kill the Flame Swordsman if I try to attack the Alien Mother. I'll have to put my hopes on my next draw. "I set one monster in Defense Mode, switch ze Flame Swordsman to Defense Mode, and end my turn," he said. The Flame Swordsman knelt, holding his sword in front of him.

    As soon as Samus added the next card to her hand, another stream of fire spiraled up the Blazing Chains, launching into her chest and reducing her Life Points to 4,050. She then declared, "I'll use Gangi'el's effect to add another Alien Counter to the Flame Swordsman..."

    With an exertion of will, the tentacled cosmic horror spat another one of the alien worms. It latched onto the Flame Swordsman's face and burrowed in, leaving him with a large purple mark across half his features.

    "Next," Samus continued, pressing several buttons on her gun-arm, "I'll summon another Alien Hunter to the field in Attack Mode."

    The green beam of light shone down, and another of the lizard-like humanoids appeared, spinning its electrostaff. (1,600/800)

    "I activate the Magic Card known as Mystical Space Typhoon to destroy the Shadow Spell, freeing my Alien Mother!" she went on.

    A massive gust of wind blew through the City of Brass, its cold currents bringing some relief to the spectators (all of whom were passing a bottle of water between themselves). However, the temperature shock weakened the chains around the Alien Mother, and it only took one good tug for her to shatter them to a thousand pieces. She rose to her full height, brandishing her claws in anger. (1,600/1,500 - 2,300/1,500)

    "Silly move, that," Vivienne noted as she passed the bottle to Laura. "Gangi'el's stronger, and until those Blazing Chains are destroyed it's just a liability. Why didn't she free it?"

    Hearing that, Samus turned to her and said, "I actually benefit more from freeing my Alien Mother. Whenever it destroys a monster that possesses an Alien Counter, that monster comes back into play under my control at the end of the Battle Phase. If I'd freed Gangi'el, it would be wasting a good monster."

    Vivienne fell silent.

    "Any more questions from the audience?" the bounty huntress asked. A moment of silence later, she shook her head. "No? In that case, Alien Hunter will attack one of your facedown monsters, Lucifer..."

    The hunter alien sprang forward, ramming its staff through one of the concealed monsters. A red-haired woman in a long white coat briefly appeared before vaporizing.

    There goes Blazing Hiita, Lucifer thought.

    "Alien Mother, attack Lucifer's Flame Swordsman!" Samus ordered next.

    The cloud of pheremones briefly obscured the field, hiding the monsters from sight as the Flame Swordsman weakened. (2,000/1,800 - 1,400/1,200) This was a good thing, as the sight of the vicious alien matriarch clawing and tearing at his body didn't need to be seen.

    When the cloud cleared, Samus said, "I'll end my Battle Phase - and the rest of my turn - here."

    As she said it, a truly disgusting sight came to everyone's eyes - what once was the Flame Swordsman rose from Lucifer's field, his flesh and armor rent and shredded. Green strings of matter inched across the wounds, pulling them partially shut, but he was still obviously dead. The warrior moved jerkily across the City of Brass, dragging his sword behind him, and staggered onto Samus's field, staring through dead eyes at his former master.

    "This entire duel is an exercise in disgust," Chad groaned.

    After a moment's pause, Lucifer drew another card, holding it up as he did so. "I will play my Pot of Avarice, letting me shuffle five monsters from my Graveyard back into my deck and draw two cards. Ze Darkfire Soldier #1, Blazing Hiita, Blue Flame Swordsman, Tenkabito Shien, and Robotic Knight will do." The five cards slid from his Graveyard and into his hand, and he mixed them with his deck, shuffling carefully before drawing two cards.

    Gerald yawned, stretched, and then yawned again. Everyone stared, and then Laura predicted, "I think either one of those yawns was natural or Samus is going down hard."

    "My next play is zis Magic Card," Lucifer continued, "a little something known as Fire's Taint. Until ze end of ze turn, all face-up monsters in play are considered to be Fire monsters."

    The ground briefly bubbled, and then a gout of flame spread out across the field, scorching all of Samus's monsters and leaving them tinged with red. The exception, the Flame Swordsman's reanimated corpse, had blocked with his sword in time. Lucifer's facedown monster was ignored as well.

    "I switch ze Zing in ze Crater into Attack Mode next," Lucifer said as he did so. A crater appeared on the ground between the duelists, and a shadowy figure crawled partway out of it. (1,000/1,200)

    Odd move, thought Samus. But a pointless one nonetheless.

    "Now," Lucifer started, and then he merely smirked. He held up another card from his hand, one with a light pink border. His eyes flicked to Gerald, and his smirk turned into a grin.

    Gerald, Chad, and Laura tilted their heads, all three thinking, Light pink? Must be a Dreams card...

    Finally, the Beloved of Fire declared, "I activate ze Dream's Wish Magic Card known as Flashfire!"

    A golden fire began to build up at Lucifer's feet as he set the card on his Duel Disk. He drew an arm back, watching as gold sparks flew from his Thing in the Crater and all of Samus's monsters, joining the gathering flames at his feet. Once it built up to his ankles, he spun and threw his arms out, letting loose.

    Wave after tremendous wave of golden fire burst from his feet, burning its way across the field. The ground of the City of Brass cracked as this unnatural heat blew across it, tearing into the metal and rending it apart, and several of the buildings were shattered by the force of the magic. The golden fire did no harm to Gerald or his friends - in fact, it made them feel refreshed. But Samus let out a cry as it struck her, and all monsters on the field were reduced to ashes the instant the flames touched them.

    In a few moments, the golden flames disappeared, having thoroughly scoured the field. Lucifer drew his arms in, letting out a sigh of pleasure as the last traces of the golden fire flowed into his body. He took another breath before saying, "Flashfire is a most powerful form of ze magic of Dreams. When I play it, all Fire monsters in play are destroyed, whereupon I gain 300 Life Points for each one and you lose ze same amount. Since my Fire's Taint turned all your monsters into Fire for ze turn..."

    Samus glanced at her Life Point counter, watching it fall to 2,550, and Lucifer watched his rise to 4,100.

    "In addition to zat," Lucifer continued, "I may Special Summon a monster of Fire from ze Graveyard in Attack Mode, alzough I must wait until my next turn before it can attack. Return, Great Angus!"

    A ball of fire burst out from the ground as the vicious, scarred beast rose from the grave. It shuddered slightly, having trouble remaining upright. (1,800/800 - 2,000/1,000)

    Watching this, Gerald asked, "So what's the catch with Dream's Wishes?"

    Rather than say anything at first, Lucifer held up his card. Flashfire was beginning to fade out, and as they watched, it scattered into its individual particles, floating away. "You may only play a Dream's Wish once," he said, sighing as he did so. "After zat, it goes back to ze forces of Dreams. But now..." He turned back to the duel and said, "I made no Normal Summon zis turn, so I summon Darkfire Soldier #2 in Attack Mode!"

    A man strode out of the streets of the City of Brass, at first hidden by the usual heat sheen of the city's streets. As he came closer, the man's figure became apparent - he had deep red hair, wore a scorched kimono, and was armed with twin katanas. He crossed his blades, fire dancing around them. (1,700/1,000 - 1,900/1,200)

    "Darkfire Soldier #2," Lucifer ordered, "attack ze digital huntress directly with Cauterizing Blade Dance!"

    With a dash forward, the firey samurai spun, whirling both blades around his body. Samus cried out as the swords burst into flame, melting pieces of her suit as they made contact. Her Life Points dropped to 650, and then the numbers on her counter began to flash as a warning tone sounded.

    "Unless you have a reserve tank somewhere in zat deck, your time is almost out," the Beloved of Fire said. "My turns end zere."

    Samus desperately hit the next button on her arm and frowned, not liking what she saw. "I set one card facedown," she said, sweating behind her visor, "and end my turn."

    There was a pause, as Lucifer stared into Samus's eyes through her helmet, and then he drew his next card. "I now summon Gaia Soul ze Combustable Collective!" he announced.

    A spark flew up from a fire somewhere in the City of Brass. It descended over the duelists, the heat and energy of the city slowly fueling its growth, and it expanded continuously in size as it came down. By the time it landed, the spark was a giant conglomerate of burning matter, one giant eye at its center, and it roiled within as the heat that fueled its creation fled on its matter. (2,000/0 - 2,200/200)

    "That's strong for a Level Four," Laura noted. "It's got a drawback, doesn't it?"

    With a sigh, Vivienne answered for her father: "At the end of the turn, it gets so unstable that it destroys itself."

    "But zis turn is all zat I need it for!" Lucifer shouted. "Gaia Soul, attack her directly with Explosive Reaction!"

    The burning mass of matter rose off of the ground and fired itself forward, a jet of flame emerging from its rear side.

    All of the onlookers struggled to keep their various crude jokes to themselves at that point.

    Before Gaia Soul could reach its target, Samus slammed on her gun-arm, declaring, "I activate Negate Attack, ending your Battle Phase and giving me one more turn!" The burning mass struck an invisible wall, bounced off, and rolled up to its owner.

    Shaking his head, Lucifer said, "Zis is ze last turn, Samus. I've had a trap waiting zis entire duel for ze right moment, and zat moment is now. I activate Spiritual Fire Art - Kurenai."

    The trap rose, and a younger version of Hiita stepped out for a second. She chanted and then, as Lucifer waved her away, disappeared.

    "What does that do?" Samus asked her opponent, frightened beyond belief.

    "By sacrificing one Fire monster I control," he replied, "I may deal you its Attack Points in damage to your Life Points. Normally, ze hologram would do it, but I have more of a hands-on approach. I'll sacrifice Gaia Soul, and with zat... back to your lairs, spawn of ze Shadows!"

    He held out one hand, and the Gaia Soul settled upon it. With a moment's concentration from Lucifer, it lit up and burst into flame, transforming into a ball of fire the same size as the monster that birthed it. Letting out a loud "HAH!", Lucifer hurled it at Samus. The fireball struck her chest and exploded, plunging her Life Points down to zero.

    Smoke rose from the defeated video game character, and she staggered, her armor flashing. It shattered, and for the briefest of moments she was exposed - a tall, blonde woman clad in a blue leotard, with a startled expression on her face. She then turned into a cloud of purple fog, which dissipated seconds later.

    As Gerald fell asleep against the counter, Lucifer shut down his Duel Disk and passed his hand over the deck slot. His deck vanished, and he took hold of the rings, pulling them apart. They separated and returned to being rings of fire, which he threw into the air and caught around his wrists. They pulled themselves inward and vanished with separate puffs of smoke.

    Wiping his mouth on a napkin, his face still pale and sweaty, Chad muttered, "Good riddance. As much as I like those games, she had the most disgusting deck I've ever seen... and I've dueled insects before."

    "Ze Shadows are ze forces of mystery, knowledge, and secrets, Monsieur Montmelier," Lucifer replied. "As well as confusion, loss, and sorrow. Beauty is not in zeir portfolio. I've dueled many of zeir number, and none of zem have ever used any of ze attractive decks."

    Laura stood up next, a little shaky. She shook her head, asking, "Why did she come after you?"

    Moving back into the main body of the diner, the Beloved of Fire replied, "With ze death of ze Shadow Queen, Shadows and Dreams unbalanced in our favor along with Light and Darkness. It didn't tilt so much, zough, and zus it would only take my destruction or a similar act to retilt it in ze opposite direction. So ze Shadows sent an assassin after me... like it meant anyzing."

    "But doesn't that mean the Balance is still tilted?"

    "Zis is a minor affair, not like ze current state of Light and Darkness. It will naturally resolve in due time."

    With a slight cough, Gerald stirred, pulling himself up on the counter. He stretched an arm behind his back, glancing up to the clock behind the counter. It read 4:46, clicking to 4:47 a second later. Subtracting a few minutes for the time they were in the diner before and after the attack, the lazy young man whistled - Lucifer had won the duel in just under a half-hour.

    Outside the diner, the rain began to lighten, and Vivienne, who had bounced out from behind the counter following the duel, looked out the window, smiling. "It'll be clear soon," she reported.

    "Ah, good," Lucifer replied, brushing off his suit. "Where shall we go next?"

    In response, Gerald spat his bubblegum (long since gone flavorless) into a nearby garbage can. "I'm beginning to think we should just head back to the hotel for now," he said.

    "Pardon?" Lucifer asked, leaning forward.

    "It looks like Degas and Alexander are insisting on making the next move themselves. If that's so, then it would be a waste of time for us to keep searching." The young man shook his head, hand on his chin. "Granted, this leaves us with the gaping question of what that next move will be, but I think we can expect the answer sooner rather than later."

    "And it would be foolish to wear ourselves out until we know what's coming," Chad finished.

    Gerald looked to the rest of the group, asking, "Are we in agreement?" They nodded just as the last drops of rain fell, and he turned to the door, yawning.

    As Laura and Lucifer headed out, the young woman asked, "I have to wonder... can you eat and drink cold stuff?"

    "I do, but I just prefer my food and drink hot," the Beloved of Fire replied. "It does not hurt me to drink a glass of ice water, but I like hot coffee better."

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    Degas snapped his fingers and the mirrors shut off. He smiled, saying, "And with that I think we can rule out the presence of the Shadows for a while." His expression then turned serious, and he called, "Hanzaki!"

    The Lycra-clad man stepped out of a blur in the air, bowing to his masters. "Yes?"

    "Have you prepared what we told you to prepare?" Degas asked.

    Hanzaki nodded. "I have. The delivery is waiting in the storage room, and all the preparation for the harvest is in place. By the way..." His eyes narrowed slightly. "I received word from Father Young that he ran into one of the 'rogue agents' today, right after Fuu's defeat. It was during one of his sermons, so he couldn't do anything, but you might be interested in knowing it was Demetrius Lark."

    Alexander sighed, putting his hand on his head. "Why am I not surprised?" he said. "As long as there's an undefeated champion of Duel Monsters and a one-time Darkness Infected in this city, we're going to have problems."

    The man in black patted his companion's shoulder, pointing out, "Now that we have the Darkness Infected secured, it isn't quite the threat it seems to be." He then turned back to the messenger. "Send word to Father Young that if he encounters one of the rogue agents, he is to challenge them to a Dark Duel. The stakes are as usual."

    "'Heaven or Hell' it is, then," Hanzaki said, bowing again. "Understood. Anything further?"

    Pushing his sunglasses back up, Degas replied, "One further item. After sunset tonight, we will be engaging in an action that could have unforeseen consequences. Be ready to perform the contingency plan if that's the case."

    "It's that dangerous?" Hanzaki and Alexander both said, the latter more surprised than the former.

    After shooting his partner a glare, Degas confirmed, "It is. I doubt it will be as bad as that, but be ready anyway. You are dismissed for now."

    With his obscure gesture, the Lycra-clad man vanished.

    "I knew this was a truly bad idea," the man in green groaned, leaning back in his chair. "But until now I thought the highest stake was my damnation."

    "Be quiet, Alexander," Degas hissed. "We can't trust Bethany to take down all three of them, after all. Speaking of whom..." He sighed, then, hand running over his head. "The summoning has to wait until nightfall. If you have anything you'd like to say or do with her, get it out of the way now so you don't regret it later."

    There was no vocal reply from Alexander, but he nodded and stepped out of his chair, looking haunted.

    Once his companion was gone, the man in black shook his head. "This is bad enough without his doubts poisoning it."

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    On another plane of existence, removed both from the Prime Material and the plane of the forces, a creature of true darkness sat on a throne in a palace of sixty-six ivory towers. In front of the throne, there stood a mirror, similar in design to the ones Degas and Alexander used... as well it should have, as they had given it to him. The creature smiled as he watched it, revealing yellowed fangs.

    "About time," he said. "If I had to wait any longer I would have thrown away that contract."

    The creature - not human, but something far worse - set his hands in front of him, pressing his fingertips together. There were twelve of them. "I had better prepare," he continued. "It would not do if I were unprepared for such an event..."

    CITY OF BRASS
    Type: Field Magic Card
    Image: A magnificent Arabian city, sitting atop a brass sphere and under a burning sky.
    Effect: Downgrade all FIRE-type monsters on the field and in your hand by one level. In addition, all FIRE-type monsters gain 200 ATK and DEF points.

    APOLLO'S BLESSING
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: The Sun God Apollo in his fiery chariot.
    Effect: Remove one FIRE-type monster in your deck from the game. Draw three cards.
    Note: This card first appeared in starjake's "Yu-Gi-Oh: Virtual Disaster". All creative credit goes to him.

    BLUE FLAME SWORDSMAN
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 4/FIRE/Warrior/1800/1600
    Effect: You can decrease the ATK of this Monster to increase the ATK of another face-up Monster on the field by the same amount. This effect can be used during your opponent’s turn. If this Monster is destroyed, you may Special Summon one “Flame Swordsman” from your Fusion Deck or Graveyard.
    Note: This card was first used by Joey in the original series episode "Fighting for a Friend, Pt. 4". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    BLAZING CHAINS
    Type: Continuous Trap Card
    Image: A demonic being locked in burning shackles.
    Effect: You can only activate this card during your first Main Phase, and only when you have at least one FIRE Monster face up on the Field. Choose one opposing Monster. For as long as this card remains active, the chosen Monster has 700 points deducted from its ATK, cannot attack or change position, and cannot be used as a Tribute. Also, the owner of the chosen Monster takes damage equal to one-fourth the original ATK of the chosen Monster during each of his Standby Phases. After activating this card, you must end your turn.
    Note: This card was first used by Etna in Dark Sage's "Yu-Gi-Oh Jr.: Mandate of Heaven". All creative credit goes to him.

    FIRE'S TAINT
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A group of soldiers standing in front of a smoking volcano, each with reddened skin, coughing.
    Effect: Until the end of the current turn, all face-up monsters in play are considered to be FIRE-type monsters.

    FLASHFIRE
    Type: Normal Magic Card/Dream's Wish
    Image: A Flame Manipulator unleashing a torrent of yellow flames from his body in a rapidly-spreading ring around himself.
    Effect: Destroy all FIRE-type monsters in play. For each monster destroyed this way, you gain 300 Life Points and your opponent loses 300 Life Points. You may then choose a FIRE-type monster in your Graveyard and Special Summon it to the field in Attack Mode. The monster summoned by this effect cannot attack this turn. This card will disappear after use.

    Dream's Wish: New Card Type

    Dreams are fickle and fleeting, and so are the powers they give. A Dream's Wish, much like Cards of Night and Heaven's Gifts, are cards created from pure energy and given to the chosen servants of their creators. In the case of Dream's Wishes, they are cards formed from dreamstuff, the insubstanial material that forms all dreams.

    As dream's riches are easily spent, Dream's Wishes are easily granted... but with a cost. While a Dream's Wish can be a powerful card, it's also limited in use - very limited. Once it is played and the effect resolves (or is prevented), the Dream's Wish vanishes from the game, never to be seen again. Of course, the forces of Dreams can grant the player another such card, but they almost never give the same card twice.

    Dream's Wishes are not for use in other stories. They are exclusive to this one.

    Coming next chapter: As night falls on the Twin Cities, the Pillar of Chaos finally emerges to engage the Light in battle. Chad is her opponent, and it quickly becomes clear this isn't a normal duel - or even a normal Dark Duel, for that matter. Soon, Chad has to discover a way to defeat an opponent he simply can't defeat. How can he hope to do it? And what sort of woman could steal the heart of a Dark Conduit? Keep an eye out for Chapter Twenty-Two, "Moonlight Sorrows".
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    I never expected Lucifer to use Blazing Chains. That was, if anything, a symbol of Etna's insanity.

    It was an interesting chapter. Not the best, but a good one nonetheless. Lucifer is clearly more than he seems.

    I look forward to seeing Bethany. I also know who the strange creature with twelve fingers is. You guys haven't seen nothing yet.

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    WTF? I never recalled seeing that card in Mandate of Heaven, Brian! Of course, it's been a while, so I don't recall exactly what cards were played in Etna's two duels there.

    Great chapter, although I'm angry that the Shadows decided to use a good guy for their assassin. Samus doesn't deserve that. :@

    Anyways, great chapter, and it was nice to see Lucifer duel. I can't wait to see the third Pillar strike.
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    Nice... very nice... I'm assuming that Lucifer Allumette is your favorite character of this story, Paradox...?

    I gotta say, I was NOT expecting Samus. Or those Alien cards... Where did they come from?

    Lucifer's deck seemed like a typical Fire Deck, save for those seven cards he removed... I'll be looking forward to seeing those.

    And I have an idea as to who that 12-fingered thing is, too, though I'm probably... overshooting it a bit.

    Anyway, keep up the great work - I'm definitely looking forward to the next chapter.

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    I gotta say, I was NOT expecting Samus. Or those Alien cards... Where did they come from?
    The Alien cards are from the newest booster in the US. They'll appear in GX's second season.

    And Samus ftw! *bows down* Can't wait for that SSBB release...>_<;
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    The Pillar of Destruction, Jean-Vic Viper, was a brutal and heartless man, with a deck theme like a battering ram and no motivation outside of tearing Gerald apart. That makes sense.

    The Pillar of Terror, Menardi, was a coldly beautiful woman who loved to toy with her victims and took sadistic pleasure in driving Laura to the edge of her fears. Again, that makes sense.

    I guess it's only appropriate that nothing about the Pillar of Chaos makes any sense whatsoever. You would think someone whose primary portfolio involves insanity and disorder would be more fun about it. Think about Loki, before the death of Balder; think of the Joker and the Riddler; hell, think of Kefka. Traditionally, those who spread chaos are depicted as enjoying themselves.

    This girl - and yes, it's a girl - doesn't seem to like what she's doing at all. In fact... she looks sad. So very sad, indeed. Like this is just more pain on top of whatever she went through that made her become a Pillar.

    But she is still a Pillar. This is still a Dark Duel. And the price for defeat is far too high for me to even consider going easy on her...


    Chapter Twenty-Two: Moonlight Sorrow

    It was ten o'clock at night. Somewhere in St. Paul, hidden away from the world at large, there lay a series of interconnected, interrelated rooms. In one of these rooms, there was nothing but a summoner's circle, drawn on the floor in animal blood and crackling with dark energy. Six jars, each with intricate designs etched on their outsides, sat around this circle, and in each jar a ball of light - the colors ranged from black to light grey - floated.

    The jars were soul jars, designed to collect both living and dead souls, and each ball of light was a human soul.

    Unlike every other room in Degas and Alexander's lair, this room was locked. It was also the furthest room from the outside world and the most remote room in the lair. Alexander had insisted on all of this.

    The door to the room suddenly clicked and faded away, leaving the doorway empty. Degas passed through it, pushing his sunglasses back up as he did so, and took a moment to check the position of the jars. He bent his knees, took one jar, and moved it further off the edge of the circle. This done, he nodded and stood up, cracking his knuckles.

    A moment later, Alexander entered, a sour expression on his face. He adjusted his collar and looked to Degas, saying, "For the last time, are you absolutely sure about this?"

    "For the last time," Degas replied, "yes, I am. We don't have much in the way of options, Alexander. Since I doubt your little girlfriend will do much for us, even if she can score a victory or two, we need the outside power. Besides, we already have the souls..."

    The man in green sighed, stepping onto the summoning circle and lowering himself to his knees. Degas followed him, kneeling himself once he was in the center of the circle. Both placed their hands on the circle, and dark energy flowed into it, causing it to glow.

    After a few deep breaths, both of the men chanted, "The dark man, the shadow king, the ebony-skinned master of all things that revel in the night, oh Master Graz'zt, spare us your wrath and grant us your favor... We have fulfilled your desire and gathered together the gift you deserve; Graz'zt, prince among demons, come forth from Azzagrat and answer our request..."

    The air turned even darker than usual, the light in the room fading to nothing. There was a moment of utter stillness, and then he stood before them, concealed by the room's darkness. One hand was on his sword, and the threat of unquenchable violence hung on the air.

    "Have you truly brought together what I asked you to bring me?" the demon said, his voice eloquent and rich.

    Degas nodded. "As you asked of us when we first called you forth, we have gathered together six human souls, each one taken from a man or woman who willingly served us."

    The demon chuckled, setting a six-fingered hand to his chin. "Impressive. I expected nothing less from the two of you. This means, I suppose, that you have fulfilled your end of the contract." The contract appeared on the floor in front of them. "Now I must fulfill my end, it seems. Tell me, then... what is it you would have me do?"

    Alexander spoke this time, his voice a flat pitch. "We desire that you find Gerald Laxina and his allies and strike them down in a series of Dark Duels."

    "Oh?" Graz'zt said. "A very simple request, indeed... but of all people, I expected you least of all to request such a thing. You remind me of my thralls that way..."

    "Do not start with us, demon," the man in green replied, his voice shifting from monotone to anger in mid-sentence.

    Setting his hand on Alexander's shoulder, Degas hissed, "Hold your tongue." He then said to Graz'zt, "As per our contract, that is our request. You may battle them in any order you desire."

    After a moment of silence, Graz'zt replied, "I have but one additional request. Will you require Gerald and his friends after I defeat them?"

    Degas and Alexander glanced to each other, and then Alexander turned back to the demon and said, "Why do you ask?"

    "Because," Graz'zt said, "I want to take them as my slaves into perpetuity after I defeat them. Will that be acceptable?"

    The man in green recoiled, nearly stepping backwards out of the circle. His companion grabbed the front of his shirt before he could so, glaring at him. "That will be acceptable," Degas told the demon.

    As the demon began to laugh, the light in the room began to recover. "In that case, I shall begin now..." With those words, a wave of darkness covered the room, and the six soul jars vanished along with Graz'zt.

    There was a pause of a few moment's duration, whereupon Alexander sank onto his hands and knees and groaned, shaking his head.

    "May I ask you a question, Alexander?" Degas asked as he rose, staring at his companion without any sort of compassion or pity. "Once our plan came to pass, and we no longer needed the Darkness Infected, what were you planning to do with Gerald and his friends?"

    "Something other than hand them into extradimensional slavery," Alexander replied, not looking up. "Why did we even make this deal?"

    The man in black sighed, reaching for his sunglasses. He shut his eyes before removing them, and took a cloth out of his pocket, cleaning the lenses. "We had two choices. One was to call on the power of the Demon Lord Graz'zt and unleash an abyssal force of darkness onto the world." He slid the sunglasses back onto his nose, opened his eyes, and continued, "The other was to awaken the fourth pillar. Be honest, which would you rather see?"

    Another paused ensued, and then Alexander shuddered hard, his sweat dripping onto the ritual circle (which had ceased glowing now that the two no longer fed it energy). "You have an excellent point," he said.

    "I knew you could see it my way." With a sigh, Degas said, "Now get Bethany ready. Judging from what we saw on the mirror earlier, the group has split itself up, and we can take advantage of it to... fork them."

    As he rose, Alexander's legs wobbled under him, and he stumbled up to the wall, leaning against it. "Who do you think Graz'zt will target first?" he asked.

    The man in black tilted his head back, exhaling. "He's the patron demon of lust and debauchery, Alexander. Who do you think he's going to start with?"

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    At 5 P.M., Gerald Laxina and company had left the diner in St. Paul with no clue what to do other than return to the hotel and wait for the next move on the part of the Darkness.

    By 6 P.M., they'd realized just how boring that process would be. Gerald, having a considerably higher boredom threshold than the others, didn't see a problem with this, but Vivienne and Lucifer both needed some other way of occupying their time.

    It did not come as a surprise when Vivienne suggested a solution. "There's this club just outside the city limits," she said. "It's called Live Arena, and it's got one of the better stables of DJs in the area. It was out of Darkness Infection range, so I think it should still be open."

    "I do not zink I want to know how you came to patronize zat place," Lucifer muttered. He then smiled and said, "You do usually have good taste in locales, zough. Anyone else going?"

    Chad said, "I will," which also came as no surprise.

    "What about you two?" Vivienne asked, looking to Gerald and Laura.

    Gerald merely yawned and shook his head, and Laura snorted, saying, "I don't dance and I'm not old enough to get wasted, so why should I bother?"

    "Just thought I'd ask," Lucifer's daughter said with a shrug.

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    At 10:05, moments after releasing Graz'zt into the world, Alexander laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. One hand was tucked behnd his back, and he sighed, tapping the bed with the fingers of his other hand. At any moment, he expected a gate to Hell to burst upon beneath him, and to go plummeting into the depths of the Abyss, never to see the light of day again.

    "I'm being needlessly melodramatic again," he muttered to himself, adjusting his sleeves. He then heard the door open, and sat up, resting his arms on his knees.

    Bethany poked her head in, and then slid around the doorway, idly placing a finger to her lips. "You wanted to see me?" she asked him.

    Nodding, the Dark Conduit said, "Feel free to sit down."

    There was a chair near the bed, and so Bethany settled into it, leaning forward a bit. After a moment's awkward silence, she suddenly asked, "It's my turn, isn't it?"

    Alexander sighed. "Yes, it is. Gerald's group split up, and this is a chance for us to catch them off-guard. While our... other plan deals with one of them, you're to attack Chad."

    "Chad..." The girl shut her eyes, sucking on one fingertip, and then said, "Which one is that? I can't quite remember."

    "The tall blonde one with delusions of artistry." He shrugged. "I think you should be able to deal with him without too much trouble."

    Despite her best efforts, doubt still creeped into Bethany's voice as she nodded and said, "All right..."

    With a sigh, Alexander beckoned to her, saying, "Come over here, Bethany..." He watched her move close to him, and then swept the rather surprised girl into his lap as he said, "Do you regret having met me?"

    The surprise soon faded, and Bethany curled into Alexander's chest, murmuring, "No... why should I be? You're one of the only things I have left. I'd never regret having met you. I have no reason to."

    The man in green sighed again. "That may soon change... after all, what Degas and I are doing here can't really be described as 'sweetness and light'. Especially not the latter."

    "That will never matter," Bethany said into his chest. "As long as I am yours, I could never care." She lifted her head, whispering, "Now... kiss me..."

    Forgive me, Alexander thought before he leaned in, kissing her on the lips. There was a crackle of black energy around him as he did so.

    As the kiss broke, Bethany stared at him, about to say something... and then a lock of hair fell into her eyes, and her expression turned grim.

    "Are you ready now?" Alexander asked her.

    The Pillar of Chaos nodded, replying, "Where should I go?"

    "Hanzaki has all the details. Your clothes are in the closet in your room - you'd best change before you leave."

    Sliding out of his arms, Bethany bowed to Alexander before walking out of the room. As she left, Degas stepped in and asked, "I presume you did as I said?"

    "The Pillar's full effects have taken hold..." He glared at his partner. "And thank you for making me feel like a bastard."

    The man in black shook his head. "Just remember that all this was your idea."

    0000000

    The dance floor at Live Arena was beginning to heat up by 10 P.M., as the night truly began and the crowd started to pour in. Normally, Lucifer would be in the center of it, feeding off the excitement, but at the moment he stood off to the side and brooded. He wasn't good at it, but he brooded anyway.

    Chad and Vivienne were at the center of the dance floor in her father's place, and they were dancing in a way that, in Lucifer's "childhood" (if he could be said to have had one), would have gotten both of them arrested for public lewdness. There was a harmony to them that, to be honest, should not have existed, given they'd just met that day. Somehow they'd kept up that pace for about four hours and counting.

    After glancing to them, Lucifer looked away, sighing. He knew that if he watched them any longer, he would see himself and Fabrizia, or Alisande, or any of the other five. This was one of the nights where having 550 years worth of memories was not a positive.

    The song changed, and Chad and Vivienne emerged from the crowd, both sweaty and breathing hard. Vivienne laughed, resting her head on the tall man's bicep and exclaiming, "I love this! I wish the entire world had a beat and it was on CD!"

    "It does," Lucifer replied, "but I am afraid it is only available on 8-track. Monsieur Montmelier, I believe it is time we were going."

    Both Chad and his date tilted their heads at that, looking disappointed. "So soon?" he asked.

    "Zere are reasons, my friend. Somezing doesn't feel right, but I can't place what. Besides, Vivienne looks tired." Lucifer slid a hand behind his back and made three brief, spastic gestures.

    The girl glared at her father, complaining, "I am not..." She then paused, yawned, and shut her eyes, all but dozing off then and there. A moment later, she blinked and admitted, "Maybe a little."

    After a moment, Chad nodded, saying, "I guess it's not a bad idea. After all, given what Laura's like, it's probably a bad idea to leave her alone with Gerald for too long." Lucifer snickered at this, and Chad blinked, now asking, "What?"

    "Oh, nozing," the Beloved of Fire replied as the three headed for the parking lot.

    0000000

    The Twin Cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul are connected by several bridges, the most famous of which is the High Bridge. Rebuilt in 1998, it stands 160 feet over the Mississippi River, thus the name.

    On the Minneapolis side of the bridge, the air warped, and Hanzaki emerged, a sullen Bethany in tow. The Lycra-clad man studied the terrain, blinking as the air began to turn unusual colors around them. "You... do know how to control yourself, right?" he asked.

    At the Pillar of Chaos's feet, the road twisted and built itself up into little bunkers, like waves in the blacktop. "To some extent," she replied, eyes hidden behind her bangs. "Enough that you're still yourself."

    "Got it," Hanzaki replied. "Either way, Chad should be coming this way any minute now. Catch him before he crosses or you're in trouble."

    Bethany sighed, muttering, "I already know that. Now go away."

    The messenger narrowed his eyes, even as he raised one hand. "Does being the Pillar of Chaos give you an attitude problem? I was planning on leaving in a second or two. I have other duties tonight, anyway." He then looked up as the clouds parted, commenting, "The moon's unusually bright tonight. Your doing?"

    "Maybe," the Pillar of Chaos replied. A fly buzzed past her and turned into a dragonfly, ascending past Hanzaki's head. "What's it matter to you?"

    "Just asking. Why the attitude? Is it because you're a Pillar or because you're Alexander's girl?"

    Whipping her bangs to one side, Bethany shot a glare at Hazanki. The Lycra-clad man vanished, replaced by a walleye, which flopped and squirmed around on the road beside her. She waited a few seconds, and then looked at him again, whereupon he turned back to his normal self. "Truth or not, don't ever call me 'Alexander's girl'."

    "Wow... I feel the pressing need to submerge myself in Lake Minnetonka," Hanzaki said, one hand on his head. "If you excuse me..." The air blurred, and he vanished.

    Now that she was alone, Bethany took a deep breath and stepped onto the bridge, slowly making her way across. Grass sprouted from her footsteps, and the supports bent slightly towards her.

    0000000

    Following Lucifer's instructions, Chad pulled up in front of a small house on the edge of St. Paul and stopped the car, looking it over. "This is the place?" he asked.

    "Indeed," Lucifer replied as he undid his seatbelt. He then reached over, shaking the sleeping Vivienne. "Wake up, Vivienne..."

    After blinking a few times, the girl sat up and muttered, "We're here already? Huh... time flies when you're unconscious..." She then leaned forward, sliding her arms around Chad and pinning him to his seat as she hugged him. "I had a great time tonight. Thank you."

    Even as he blushed, Chad managed to say, "No problem... I had fun too. Thanks."

    Letting him go, Vivienne slid out of the car and made her way towards the house in question. Chad and Lucifer got out as well, and Chad glanced to the house again, asking, "How'd you get this place?"

    The Beloved of Fire chuckled a moment before replying, "To tell ze truth... Ze real owners are on vacation. I merely broke in. Ze Dreams does not provide its servants with... what is ze word... scruples against doing such zings if zey aid us."

    "Ah... Well, I don't own the place and I'm not in law enforcement, so I'll keep my mouth shut."

    "I zank you." Lucifer's expression turned serious, and he turned to Chad, saying, "Come with me."

    Confused but willing to take a chance, Chad followed Lucifer as they moved away from the house.

    Raising his right hand, Lucifer began to slide one of the rings off. "Ze Darkness is beginning to grow again," he began. "I can't place how, but somewhere in zis city, zere is a force of utter Darkness coming to ze fore. Ze Ring of Alarms is searing into me."

    "The Pillar of Chaos?" Chad asked, eyes wide.

    "Quite possible," the older man replied, "but I can't be sure. Whether or not it is... I am almost certain you will need zis." He removed the ring on his ring finger and set it in Chad's palm.

    Looking at it, the tall young man was taken aback. "The Ring of Purity?"

    "I believe you know how to use it. You have, after all, seen it used twice." Sighing, Lucifer turned back to his house. "Be careful. From what I can tell, ze Darkness is on ze rise in two separate parts of ze Twin Cities, and I can't tell which is worse." Before Chad could ask any more questions, the Beloved of Fire walked away.

    His confusion notwithstanding, Chad slid the Ring of Purity onto his finger and got back into his car, heading into town.

    0000000

    "Halibut," Degas said as he and Alexander entered the mirror room. It was his move in the game of "Take the Last" they were playing, a game which required each player to take the last syllable of the previous word and use it at the start of a new one. The loser was the first one to run out of ideas or repeat a previous word. For some reason, this game ran heavily to food.

    "Butter," Alexander replied, his mind wandering elsewhere between turns.

    Taking his seat, the Hand of Darkness said, "Terrapin."

    Silently, the Dark Conduit took his own seat, leaning against it. After a second, he said, "Pinwheel?"

    "Already used," Degas replied. "I win."

    "It's not like I was really playing," the man in green said. "I've got other concerns, in case you've forgotten."

    Rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses as he snapped his fingers, the man in black said, "Oh, I haven't forgotten. You won't let me forget. Every ten seconds, it's, 'Oh, how could I send the woman I love out like this? Why didn't you stop me?' If I had more reliable sources of dark energy I'd have knocked you into Lake Superior before dinner."

    Even as he seethed, Alexander turned his eyes to the mirror array, nervousness written on his face.

    0000000

    Chad was just coming up on the High Bridge when the feeling struck him. He broke into a sweat, pulled the Corolla to a halt, and took a few deep breaths, feeling a panic rising in his stomach and threatening to emerge from his throat in a scream.

    I know this sensation, he thought as he stepped out of the car and stretched. I felt it at the Cathedral of St. Paul and the Guthrie. There's a Pillar on that bridge, and their aura prevents me from going any further. Lucifer was right...

    Raising his hand, Chad shut his eyes and said, "Ring of Purity, protect us from this dark and evil presence."

    Nothing happened for a long moment, and then Chad groaned, thinking, Oh, don't tell me...

    "Ring of Purity... protect us from zis dark and evil presence," he muttered in his best impersonation of the Beloved of Fire.

    The pink bubble of light surrounded him, and the feeling of utter fear dissipated... but Chad still felt like such a tool. Sighing, he retrieved his Duel Disk from the back seat and strapped it to his arm before walking out onto the bridge, hands tucked into his pockets.

    After the first few steps, he began to wonder if he had stepped through a wormhole somewhere. The sky directly overhead was a patchwork of a thousand different colors, shifting and warping as he moved under it. He looked over the edge of the bridge and saw that the water was pure black, surging along its path like pure tar. The surface under his feet was relatively unaffected...

    ...but then he took another step, and it was like walking in one of those "bouncy buildings" so popular at kid's parties. He stopped, caught his breath, and carefully hop-stepped along.

    After a few moments of this, he eventually reached the bridge's center, and then he saw it. A young woman was looking out over the bridge's side, looking towards the moon (which was far larger and brighter than usual in this place). Her hair was long and black, hiding her eyes, and she was... unusually attired. She wore a black, long-sleeved shirt with a fairly low neckline, and a knee-length skirt with a slit up one side hung on her hips, a black belt at an angle around her waist. Long boots and fingerless gloves, both black, capped the ensemble.

    Hearing Chad's approach, she gestured to the bridge's deck, and it solidified, losing the bouncey feel. She then walked to the center of the road and asked, "What are you?"

    "I'm really not sure. Maybe I'm a lion," he replied. "You would be the Pillar of Chaos?"

    "Call me Bethany," she said, crossing her arms. "I know it doesn't seem like much of a name, but I'm not Jean-Vic or Menardi - I don't feel the need for aliases. An alias means you're scared of what you really are."

    Chad blinked and said, "I guess that makes sense. So... why are you on the High Bridge? The last two pillars took over places that they thought would help whatever cause Degas and Alexander are after."

    Bethany shrugged, replying, "They didn't feel the need for that this time, I guess. I was sent here with the express purpose of catching you before you got back to your hotel. They said something about having a way to catch the other two while you were split up..."

    A powerful wave of darkness washed over the city at that point, chilling Chad to the bone and then going past the bones to chill the marrow itself. He glared at Bethany and asked, "What was that?"

    "I think it was the other method... but they didn't give me any details. I was told to duel you, and that's all I needed to know." Bethany gestured, and the black circle of a Dark Duel drew itself around the two of them before Chad could protest.

    I can't say this comes as a surprise, Chad thought as he activated his Duel Disk. The arm locked into place, and he paused before drawing his opening hand. "Where's your deck?" he said, confused.

    Holding her arm before her face, Bethany suddenly sobbed. To Chad's astonishment, she burst into tears, soaking the sleeve of her shirt as she cried for no apparent reason. The sky turned a dark violet as the Pillar of Chaos cried... and then a rainbow-colored Duel Disk appeared on her arm, deck already loaded into it. It was a bizzare, rippled shape, as though someone had warped it. This was likely not far from the truth.

    Once the Duel Disk was in place, Bethany wiped her eyes and said, "There... happy now?" She drew her opening hand and said, "Let's go."

    "Okay..." Chad muttered, thinking, Great. She's turning into a female version of Neverwhere.

    Both Life Point counters moved up to 8,000, and the duel began.

    "I'll start," Bethany began before Chad could make any moves. She took a card from her hand and said, "I summon the Maiden in Love in Attack Mode."

    The air turned a light pink, which didn't surprise the artist very much (as it was already every other color in the spectrum). A little girl with long brown hair, wearing a yellow dress, rose up from the ground, hands clasped in front of her. She opened her eyes and giggled. (400/800)

    "I set two cards facedown and the turn is yours," Bethany concluded. The two cards appeared before her, and she looked at him.

    Chad drew, thinking, That is a card I never thought she would play... "I summon the Mad Dog of Darkness in Attack Mode!" he declared.

    The blind, snarling dog walked onto the bridge, letting out a deep growl from the back of its throat. Apparently, something didn't smell right, judging from how its nose wrinkled. (1,900/1,400)

    The Maiden in Love then did something Chad never saw coming - she spoke. "Doggy!" she cried. Bethany shook her head.

    Okay... Duel Monsters version of Vivienne. I'd best ignore that trait or I won't be able to duel right, Chad thought, sweat rolling down his forehead. "Mad Dog of Darkness, attack the Maiden in Love!" he ordered, looking away.

    As the dog barked and began to charge forward, Bethany hit a button on her Duel Disk, announcing, "I activate Reinforcements, giving the Maiden in Love 700 extra Attack Points. It's not quite enough, but she can't be destroyed in battle anyway..."

    A group of armored soldiers stood behind the Maiden in Love, who smiled as they readied themselves for the attack. (400/800 - 1,100/800) The Mad Dog ignored this and sprang onto the Maiden, scattering the soldiers as it bit her arm. She cried out in pain, and Bethany's Life Points lowered to 7,200.

    And then... the air turned pink again, and the Maiden in Love pulled her arm from the Mad Dog of Darkness's mouth. "Bad dog!" she said, glaring at him. "I thought you were cute... but cute dogs don't attack people! Bad, bad dog!"

    To Chad's shock, the Mad Dog of Darkness lowered its head and whimpered, edging away.

    Giggling, the Maiden in Love knelt and hugged the snarling beast, stroking its head. "It's okay..." she told it. "You're not really bad... you just weren't trained well. I bet you're just a big softie under all that anger, aren't you?" She then kissed it between the ears before letting it go.

    As Chad watched, open-mouthed, the Mad Dog of Darkness trotted back onto his field, a bright pink heart on its chest. "What... the hell... just happened?" he asked Bethany.

    "The Maiden in Love, like I said, can't be destroyed in battle," Bethany replied. "She also knows how to woo over those who attack her - any monster that attacks her gains a Maiden Counter. You'll see what that does in a few minutes. Anything else?"

    Why would someone like you play her? Chad thought but didn't say aloud. "I set a card facedown and end my turn," he said.

    Bethany drew, and then looked at the card, thinking, Wow. Good timing. "I play Cupid's Kiss, an Equip Magic Card, on my Maiden in Love," she announced.

    The winged child most people thought of as Cupid descended and kissed the Maiden in Love on her cheek, causing her to blush. A glowing lip-print remained on her cheek.

    "Now, Maiden in Love, attack the Mad Dog of Darkness," the Pillar of Chaos ordered.

    Chad's finger hovered over the button for his facedown card, but then he shook his head, thinking, If she WANTS to take 1,500 points of damage, who am I to stop her?

    At that point, the air turned pink again, and he thought, Okay... dumb move on my part...

    As a breeze blew across the High Bridge, the Maiden in Love began to laugh, running towards the Mad Dog of Darkness with a wide, almost cherubic smile on her face. Startled, the dog snarled and swiped at her, knocking her down. She sat up and stared at him, tears brimming in her eyes. "How could you?" she said in despair as Bethany's Life Points dropped to 5,700. "I thought you were a good dog... but no! You're just a mean mutt!"

    Whimpering, the Mad Dog of Darkness trotted up to the Maiden in Love and sniffed at her... and then it recoiled, head down, looking ashamed of itself. Chad's jaw dropped.

    "Awww..." the Maiden said, hugging the dog to her again. "It's all right. I bet if I took care of you, we could make you a good dog again. Wanna see?"

    With an excited bark, the Mad Dog licked her cheek, and the Maiden smiled, kissing its nose. And then there was a beep on Chad's Duel Disk, and he looked down... only to find the Mad Dog of Darkness was gone. "What the... how the... Okay, what just happened?" he asked.

    Picking up a card on her Duel Disk, Bethany held it up - it was the Mad Dog of Darkness. "Cupid's Kiss," she explained, "lets me take control of any monster with a Maiden Counter by attacking it with the equipped Maiden in Love and taking battle damage. Oh, speaking of which..."

    She hit her facedown card, and the familiar angel of Numinous Healer descended, stroking her cheek. Bethany's Life Points went back up to 6,700.

    "And since it's still my Battle Phase, Mad Dog of Darkness, sic," Bethany commanded.

    With a howl, the vicious predator sprang across, jaws open and fangs dripping saliva...

    Crap! Chad thought. "Activate Negate Attack!" he shouted.

    The invisible wall sprang up, and the dog bounced back. It stalked along the wall, sniffing at the ground, before stepping back onto Bethany's field.

    With a dismissive shrug, the Pillar of Chaos declared, "I set a card facedown and end my turn."

    As he drew, Chad shivered slightly, thinking, If this were any other duel, that trap would be something to prevent or subvert my attacks. But her strategy wants me to attack, as long as I'm attacking the Maiden in Love. So her facedown card is likely something that will force me to attack the Maiden if I attack at all. He glanced to his cards and thought, Sure, I don't have my Soul Tiger now... "I set a card facedown and a monster in Defense Mode..."

    "I activate my Trap Card," Bethany countered, "Shadow of Eyes. Turn that monster to Attack Mode, if you will..."

    Chad groaned even as his Des Kangaroo pushed himself onto his feet, surrounded by a pink fog. He idly made a few jabs at the air, groaning. (1,500/1,700)

    "Well, as annoying as that is," the artist said, "nothing about Shadow of Eyes can force me to attack, so I'll just end my turn now."

    Drawing a card, Bethany sighed as she looked at the Maiden in Love, which was currently scratching under the Mad Dog of Darkness's chin. She then took the card she'd just drawn and played it, saying, "I play a Magic Card known as Blown Kiss, which I can only play when I have a Maiden in Love on my field. This allows me to place a Maiden Counter on any face-up monster you control..."

    The air turned pink once again, and Chad shook his head. On the field, the Maiden in Love put her fingers to her lips, held her hand out, and blew on her fingers. A kiss floated off of them, hovered across the field, and planted itself on the Des Kangaroo's cheek. He touched it with one boxing glove and grinned sheepishly, even as a large pink heart appeared on his chest.

    "And now," she continued, "Maiden in Love, attack the Des Kangaroo!"

    This time, the air hadn't even bothered to stop being pink. Rocking on her toes, the Maiden ran across the field, calling out, "Mr. Des Kangaroo, where are you? I wanna give you a hug..."

    As she came near, the marsupial swung on instinct, his punch passing over the top of the girl's head. She fell on her behind, yelling, "Eeeeek! You big meanie! Why did you do that?" Behind her, Bethany bit her lip as her Life Points sank down to 5,600.

    "Sorry, miss," the Des Kangaroo replied, scratching his head with one glove. "Guess it's just the fighter's instinct in me. Are you hurt?"

    "No... but that was still mean of you..." The little Fairy-type stood up, brushing off her dress. "You shouldn't throw punches at people just because they surprise you."

    Hanging his head, the Des Kangaroo groaned, kneeling in front of the Maiden in Love. "I'm so sorry... Is there any way I can make it up to you, miss?"

    "I can think of one..." She took hold of his glove and tugged the unresisting kangaroo onto Bethany's field.

    Chad didn't even have to look at his Duel Disk to know the card was gone. That manipulative little... he thought, cutting it off before he shamed himself.

    "Now, Mad Dog of Darkness," Bethany ordered, "savage your master again." She gestured, as did the Maiden in Love, and the dog howled as it charged towards Chad's field.

    Before it ever got there, Chad activated his facedown card, saying, "This would be a waste on the Maiden in Love, but it helps me now - activate Ring of Destruction!"

    The black waters under the bridge surged up in two liquid tentacles as the card flipped up, causing the artist and the Pillar of Chaos to stumble back a step. They turned into two large, C-shaped pincers, and grabbed the Mad Dog of Darkness by the throat. The joined pincer "circles" turned into a small black ring, lined with grenades. For a second, the dog whimpered.

    And then it exploded, the shock wave knocking down Bethany's other monsters and sending both player's Life Points down the pipes - Chad's fell to 6,100 and the Pillar of Chaos's struck 3,700.

    As the smoke cleared, Chad rubbed his eyes, muttering, "What was that all about?"

    "It's the chaos inherent in me," Bethany replied, straightening her hair. "Sometimes the cards just do... weird things. Oh, by the way... Image, come forth."

    Jean-Vic and Menardi had both had black clouds emerge from their bodies to form their Images. Bethany, on the other hand, bent low and had a light purple cloud emerge from her back. Tears dripped onto some of the smoke as it dipped low, and the mass formed into a shape in the air behind her.

    Once the cloud was done, it appeared as a young girl in a tattered blue dress, long red hair hanging over one shoulder and a look in her eyes like nothing in the world could be crueler than what she had experienced just living. She stood behind the Pillar of Chaos, unshed tears always brimming on her eyes.

    Blinking, Chad tilted his head and said, "Is that... the Unhappy Girl? Wow. You're not what I would call enthusiastic, but I really doubt that applies."

    "I'm just good at keeping it penned up," Bethany replied. "She embodies all the sadness I've ever felt, and there was plenty of it." Behind her, the Unhappy Girl gently sobbed, and the Maiden in Love looked at her in worry. "But I still have a monster to attack with, and you're out of traps. Des Kangaroo, attack with Dreamtime Combination."

    The boxing kangaroo smiled down at the Maiden in Love, telling her, "Here we go... let me show you what I can do, miss!" He then sprang forward and drove a fist into Chad's stomach, throwing a right hook across the artist's face for the "two" in the one-two punch. Chad hit the bridge, bouncing slightly as it turned rubbery again, and his Life Points hit 4,600.

    As Chad laid on the ground, catching his breath, the air seemed to shatter overhead, and he grabbed his head as a massive headache rushed through him...

    0000000

    A little girl in a light green dress sat on the floor of her bedroom, idly playing with a doll. She was no older than five, with her black hair in two pigtails, and there was a wide smile on her face.

    Out in the hall, however, a loud male voice yelled, "That's the third time this week! Damn it, what do you do with my money, light it on fire?"

    "What money?" a female voice yelled back. "You don't even give me enough to buy Bethany some decent clothes! All her dresses used to belong to Cindy's daughter! Don't you care what your little girl wears?"

    The male voice let out a barking laugh. "Are you kidding me? You know, she doesn't look anything like me..."

    "What are you saying?"

    "I'm saying I want to know who the father is! John? Steve? That bastard from the phone company?"

    Hearing the voices, the little girl looked up from her doll, asking herself, "What are Mommy and Daddy up to?" She stood up and moved towards her door, doll under her arm.

    "Charles, no!" the female voice screamed.

    A bullet shot through the door and grazed the girl's shoulder, hitting the back wall. She screamed and dropped her doll, falling over.

    Seconds later, three more bullets burst through the door, barely missing her as she hit the ground. The sound of a fight and one last gunshot filled the air, and then silence.

    Even though she was still bleeding, the girl opened her door. On the floor in front of it, her father laid facedown, the top of his head missing. Behind him stood a short, thin woman with stringy black hair, holding a gun.

    "M-Mommy?" the girl asked.

    The older woman knelt, hugging her daughter, and said, "Call the ambulance, Bethany..."

    0000000

    His headache faded, and Chad stood up, wobbling on his feet slightly. He looked to Bethany, about to ask a question...

    ...but then the Pillar of Chaos pulled the left shoulder of her shirt down. There was a thin, pale scar on it. "In case you were wondering, my actual father was Steve," she told him.

    "So... how did I see your past?" the artist asked.

    "It's the powers of chaos at work. Every time I attack you directly, a little bit of myself enters through the wound. I get it back right afterward, but it's still annoying that I can't control this stuff." She took a card from her hand and tucked it into her Duel Disk, saying, "I set this facedown and end my turn."

    The Unhappy Girl is starting to make sense... but I'm not the one who started this duel, so I can't afford pity, Chad thought as he drew. He smiled and said, "I hate to be a heartbreaker, but I'm going to summon Chiron the Mage in Attack Mode!"

    A large stone statue came into view, resembling a large centaur in armor, bearing a staff with a shining globe on its head; judging from the patina, it was carved in the days of ancient Greece. The statue cracked, the stone falling off in small flakes, and then shattered, revealing the centaur mage himself underneath its surface. (1,800/1,000)

    After a moment, Chad asked Bethany, "Your powers at work again?"

    "Yeah... Like I said, it's annoying, but I have no control over it," the Pillar of Chaos replied.

    Taking a card from his hand, the artist shrugged and said, "Your Maiden won't have an influence over my monsters any more - by sending a Magic Card, such as this De-Fusion, to my Graveyard from my hand, I can destroy a Magic or Trap card on your field! Chiron, do away with Cupid's Kiss!"

    Crossing his arms, Chiron glared at the Maiden in Love and said, "Little seducer that you are, your powers have no effect on me. The Sirens themselves couldn't tempt me!"

    Looking insulted, the Maiden in Love glanced to her feet, tapping her index fingertips together. "Ummmm... what's a seducer?" she asked.

    "Never mind," the centaur said. The image of De-Fusion appeared on the globe of his staff, which shone brightly, and he raised his staff. He drove the tip into the ground, and a resounding shockwave knocked the Maiden in Love down. She pulled herself back to her feet, crying slightly as the print of Cupid's Kiss faded away.

    "Now, Chiron, teach Des Kangaroo the price of a bad taste in girlfriends - attack!" Chad ordered.

    Raising his staff, Chiron concentrated, drawing energy into the orb on its top. He pulled the staff back and swung it, hurling a ball of energy at the kangaroo. The marsupial crossed his arms in front of himself to ward off the attack, but it was to no avail as he disintregrated from the force of impact.

    The Unhappy Girl sobbed again, and Bethany's Life Points dropped to 3,400. Meanwhile, the Maiden in Love gasped, looking to where the Des Kangaroo stood before yelling, "How dare you! He was just keeping me company!"

    "He was a deserter," Chiron the Mage replied. "We have little sympathy for deserters in this deck."

    Saluting Chiron, Chad took a card from his hand and slid it into his Duel Disk, announcing, "I'll set this facedown and turn the duel over to you."

    "In response to your End Phase," Bethany replied, "I activate my Trap Card, Blind Destruction."

    For a brief period, the sky opened up... literally. It irised back like someone opening a pouch, revealing a large blue starship in the void. A series of six green lights glowed on its underside.

    "During my Standby Phase... in other turns, now," the Pillar of Chaos said as she drew a card, "that ship picks a target number between 1 and 6. Monsters of the same level as the chosen number will be exterminated. If it's a 6, everything of that level or higher is doomed. Now watch for the red lights..."

    In turn, one light on the ship's underbelly turned red. A second changed color, and then a third... and then nothing. The ship lifted up and the sky closed in its wake.

    "Blast," Bethany said as the ship left. "It picked 3 - but Chiron's a Level Four and the Maiden in Love is Level Two, so nothing happened. Oh, well..." She took a card from her hand and set it on her Duel Disk, saying, "I activate my Pot of Greed."

    The evil jar fell from the atmosphere and shattered into ten thousand pieces on the ground, two gold coins flying up from the remnants and landing on her deck. She drew two cards and continued, "Now I'll summon Kozaky in Attack Mode."

    Static resounded in the air, and then a faint image came into view. It solidified, becoming the purple-skinned, pointy-eared scientist with long, messy black hair and a white labcoat. (400/400)

    The Maiden in Love jumped up, excitedly clasping her hands. "Hi, Mr. Kozaky!" she said.

    "Well, hello, Maiden," Kozaky replied, adjusting his coat. "How are you tonight?"

    "I'm doing okay. So what are you going to show us this time?"

    "Just watch, Maiden," the demon scientist told her. "I have many special things to present..."

    It's Duel Monsters Mr. Wizard, Chad thought. Her power is getting... weird.

    Taking another card from her hand, the Pillar of Chaos played it. "Now I equip Kozaky with Opti-Camoflauge Armor, which lets him attack directly."

    Opening his coat, Kozaky revealed a strange, blue-green mesh underneath it. "This is something I've worked on for a while now," he told the Maiden in Love. "I call it Opti-Camoflauge Armor. All I do is this..." He touched the mesh, and then he was gone. "And it bends the light around me, making me invisible!"

    "Wow, that's amazing, Mr. Kozaky!" the Maiden in Love enthused.

    After a moment just watching the scene, Bethany ordered, "Kozaky, attack Chad directly."

    The sound of footsteps rung over the bridge, and Chad narrowed his eyes, trying to find their source. Then he saw it - there was a motion blur radiating through the air as Kozaky came closer. And then... Chad fell back, grabbing his jaw, which felt like someone had just punched it. His Life Points dropped to 4,200.

    Even as Kozaky reappeared on Bethany's field, the air shattered again, and another headache overtook him...

    0000000

    Six months after the death of her mother's husband, the little girl stood in front of an unfamiliar building, shaking nervously. "Why do I have to go here?" she asked for the thousandth time.

    The man in the gray suit next to her told her for the thousandth time, "Because your mother had to go away and the court decided your aunt's house wouldn't be a safe environment. You'll like it here, Bethany - the other children don't have parents either, so you won't be the only one. Now just relax..."

    The vision blurred, and now Bethany wandered through a large, bright room, full of other children. She smiled as she saw them all - when she'd lived with her parents, she had never gotten to know anyone. Moving up to one boy, she said, "Hello!"

    He walked away as if he hadn't heard her. She followed him a few steps and said, "Hello?"

    Again he ignored her. Writing him off, she moved up to a pair of girls chatting near one window and said, "Hi, there..."

    For all the good that did, she could have talked to the window.

    Moving from person to person, Bethany tried to get someone, anyone, to talk to her. Every child in the room ignored her, one after the other, until finally she moved to a small chair in the corner and curled into it, shedding a tear.

    0000000

    As the flashback ended, Chad pulled himself back to his feet. He didn't remember falling.

    "Are you all right?" Bethany asked him. "If I could keep that from happening, I would."

    The artist wiped the sweat off of his brow and replied, "I'm as right as you can expect under these circumstances."

    "Fair enough," Bethany replied, sliding another card into her Duel Disk. "I'll set this facedown and end my turn."

    Drawing his next card, Chad thought, Man, her entire life's screwed up... but I can't let myself get distracted now. "I set a card facedown," he said, sliding his newly-obtained card into his disk, "and enter my Battle Phase! Chiron the Mage, attack Kozaky!"

    Charging up his staff, the centaur mage pulled it back and lauched another ball of energy, this time at the panicking demon scientist.

    Tapping a button on her Duel Disk, Bethany watched her Trap Card lift up, and then stepped in front of Kozaky, arms spread. The magic slammed directly into her, and she flinched slightly, biting her lip as her Life Points rolled down to 1,600. Brushing off her shirt, she stepped behind her monsters, ignoring Kozaky's thumbs-up.

    Nonplussed, Chad asked, "That trap... that was Astral Barrier, wasn't it?"

    "Close," Bethany replied. "Absolute End - the one-turn version. Either way, it lets me take the hit instead of losing a monster."

    "But you had less than half your Life Points. Why did you give up so many more just to protect Kozaky?"

    "You'll see," the Pillar of Chaos told him. "Now, anything else?"

    Grunting, Chad shook his head. "I end my turn." He then paused and asked, "Did you see my past?"

    As she drew, Bethany nodded and said, "You had a really boring childhood, Chad." Overhead, the Blind Destruction ship descended again.

    Here we go, Chad thought. Anything but a four and I'm fine...

    The lights on the ship began to turn red, one by one, until all six were glowing a bright red. Since none of the monsters on the field were more than Level Four, it flew back up, disappearing into the night sky.

    "Why do I bother?" Looking at her card, the Pillar of Chaos played it, saying, "I activate Card of Demise. This lets me draw five cards now, but in five turns I lose my hand. In five turns, that shouldn't be a problem."

    Five candles appeared in front of Bethany, and all of them lit simultaneously. A card appeared over each one, and she took them into her hand, fanning them out. After a moment, she nodded and played one of them. "Since I have Kozaky on the field, I can summon this monster..."

    On her field, Kozaky pulled a remote control out of his coat, adjusting a set of dials on its face. Seeing this, the Maiden in Love looked at it, asking, "What's that, Mr. Kozaky?"

    "This, Maiden, is very special to me," the Fiend replied. "You see, I've spent the last few years working on a very important project, one that I can use to smite all those who have mocked me and refused to show me the respect I deserve." His eyes flashed behind his glasses. "Those fools! I'll show them! I'll show the world!"

    The Maiden in Love inched away, muttering, "You're scaring me, Mr. Kozaky..."

    "Sorry, Maiden." Holding up his remote, Kozaky pressed one of the buttons, announcing, "Rise, Giant Kozaky!"

    The bridge began to shake, several bolts falling from the support columns. After a moment, the street cracked, and part of the bridge pulled away, the black waters themselves receding as a giant, sealed elevator rose from beneath the Mississippi River. The elevator's platform locked onto the street, and its door began to open...

    What emerged was possibly the most ridiculous giant robot ever designed. It looked like a giant, corpulant office worker, complete with a tie painted under its enormous grinning head. A drill and a hammer protuded from its back, and its hands were large clamps emerging from fairly skinny "arms". (2,500/2,400)

    Chad blinked, and then began to laugh, holding his stomach with one hand. "You must be joking me... You really must..." He held onto his head, his shirt tails shaking as he looked at the Giant Kozaky. "Run! It's the attack of the giant robot salaryman!"

    "First, Giant Kozaky's a Fiend-type," Bethany said in return, hand under her chin. "Second, what can you do to stop it? I switch the Maiden in Love to Defense Mode and prepare for battle... Giant Kozaky, attack Chiron the Mage with Businessman's Missile."

    The Maiden in Love knelt as, next to her, the front of the Giant Kozaky opened up, and what appeared to be a large container of take-out Chinese rolled into view, chopsticks sticking out of it. One arm clamped onto the container and lifted it up, while the other withdrew the chopsticks and pointed them at the centaur. The ends flipped open, and a series of small rockets sprayed over Chad's field.

    Multiple explosions rocked the bridge, and Chad threw an arm in front of his face, breathing through his sleeve as a giant cloud of smoke obscured his field. Once the cloud cleared, any sign he'd had a monster on the field was gone, as were 700 Life Points - his total now read 3,500.

    "I activate both my facedown cards!" Chad declared as the cards flipped up. "The first is Numinous Healer, which gives me 1,000 Life Points when I take damage!"

    The expected angel didn't arrive this time; instead, Chad found himself suffused with glorious energies, sparks literally flying from his hands as the healing rush ran through him. He raised his clenched fists and threw them down, roaring slightly as his Life Points went up to 4,500.

    "And your other card?" the Pillar of Chaos asked.

    Blinking, Chad blushed and unclenched his fists. "It's called Animal Trail, and it lets me add a Beast-type monster to my hand from my deck when a monster I control is destroyed." He took his deck out, pulled out his Soul Tiger, and tucked it into his hand.

    Shrugging, Bethany said to Kozaky, "That won't save him from a direct attack. You won't have to bother with the Opti-Camoflauge Armor this time."

    With an acknowledging nod, the demonic scientist walked up to Chad, who glared down at him. Pulling his foot back, Kozaky faked kicking the artist in the head. As Chad went to guard that, the fiend switched feet and kicked him in the crotch. The tall man crumbled as his Life Point hit 4,100.

    "I set two cards facedown and end my turn," the Pillar of Chaos said. She then looked up as the sky shattered once again...

    0000000

    Unlike the narratives of the previous flashbacks, this one was a series of jumps through time. Her first day at school turned out the same as her first day as the orphanage: nobody ever talked to her. She spent recess curled on the swing set and crying.

    A jump, and she was back at the orphanage, being told by the man in the gray suit (she'd never learned his name), "Miss Toth, these are Mr. and Mrs. Amaldae. They've agreed to take you in as a foster child..."

    The scene repeated itself four different times. The people being introduced to Bethany changed each time, as did the names the man called them, but the end result was always the same - she was back in the orphanage before the year was up. The last time, she hadn't even bothered unpacking.

    After the fifth such introduction ("Mr. and Mrs. Grimhale", the man called these ones), Bethany found herself in a fairly small room, her possessions in a depressingly small number of boxes, each one fairly small in itself. She was about eleven now, and wearing a light gray dress she'd saved her allowances at the Amaldae's to buy. For some reason, each set of foster parents had found it easier to pay her than to talk to her.

    Sliding off the bed, she opened the top box on the pile and dug through it until she found a package, wrapped in newspaper. She unwrapped it, and retrieved the doll she'd had since she was five - the one that she'd kept with her from destination to destination, and the only thing she had bothered to take out of the boxes at the last home.

    "Guess we're stuck here for now, huh?" she told the doll, hugging it. "How much do you want to bet we'll be gone before summer?"

    She fell onto the bed and stared at the door. If she was lucky, one of the Grimhales would come in and tell her when dinner was ready; otherwise, they'd just yell it upstairs, and another day would pass without either party actually seeing the other.

    "This isn't right," Bethany whispered to herself. "This isn't how it should be. When I have a family..." She paused, putting her hands behind her head. "Once I have a family of my own, it won't be like this. I refuse to let it be like this."

    She dozed off at that point, falling into the same dream she had every night: herself, surrounded by her children, finally with a family of her own...

    0000000

    Once the pain in his head and his groin was relieved, Chad unfolded and rose to his feet, stumbling a step. What sort of Dark Duel is this crap, anyway? he thought. And what's with these flashblacks? They're sad, but they're not "Better the Devil you know" sad.

    Drawing a card, Chad assessed his hand and slid two cards into his Duel Disk, one in a Monster Zone and one in the Magic and Trap slots. "One card facedown and one monster in Defense Mode, and that's about all I can do. Your turn."

    As Bethany drew, the sky opened up and the ship of Blind Destruction hovered into view. One light turned red, and then it stopped.

    Chad raised an eyebrow, saying, "Level One? That's Kozaky gone..."

    Each of the lights on the ship's underside began to flash red in turn, a hatch opening and lowering out a very elaborate laser beam. It drew in power, charging up a large shot of energy, and then fired at Kozaky.

    "Run, Maiden!" the fiend shouted before the energy hit him. Once it did hit him, it didn't leave any trace he'd been there.

    Frowning, Bethany noted, "Without Kozaky on the field, Giant Kozaky is destroyed, dealing me 2,500 points of damage in the process. That's more than I actually have..."

    The tall man cut her off, noting, "Which means this duel is mine."

    Smoke began to rise from the Giant Kozaky's eyes and mouth, and the smell of something burning filled the air. Flames licked out of the giant fiend/robot's joints, and a small explosion severed one of its limbs, which dropped to the ground with a crash. The Giant Kozaky moved backwards, and then part of its structure collapsed on itself, and it fell backwards, directly onto Bethany. There was another explosion, and this one shook the bridge.

    For a long moment, there was absolute silence, mainly because Chad was knocked senseless by the blast. He eventually shook his head and pulled himself back onto his feet, seeing his cuff was torn. This shirt was hard to find, dang it! he thought. Looking down, he noted to his surprise that the Dark Duel's seal had yet to vanish.

    [i]To be cont
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    "You should have let me finish," the Pillar of Chaos said from the other side of the bridge. The smoke cleared, revealing her standing in the center of a large scorchmark. The Unhappy Girl had her arms wrapped around her "body", and small burns were evident on the Image's arms. "The damage is more than my Life Point total, which activates my Image Effect, Eternal Misery. This negates any damage that would leave me with negative Life Points. I can only be defeated by damage if it reduces my Life Points to exactly zero."

    Chad's eyes widened, and he thought, Oh, damn it! I can't do precise damage - that's Gerald's field!

    Nodding at Chad's expression, Bethany continued, "There is more. The instant I activated my Image, all instant-win effects ceased to work. You can no longer win by Exodia, Destiny Board, Final Countdown, Last Turn, or any other alternate victory. I can only lose by exact damage or being unable to draw on my Draw Phase."

    Unable to speak, the artist turned his thoughts inward. I am in trouble, he thought. So much trouble it's not even funny. How am I supposed to juggle the Battle Damage I deal to knock her down to precisely zero points?

    "It's my turn," the Pillar of Chaos continued as one candle on her field blew out.

    The ship of Blind Destruction descended into view again, and the lights on its underbelly began to turn red. When it was done, five of them were glowing the color of blood. Since no Level Five monsters were on the field, it left without taking action.

    "Why did I bother playing that card? Either way, as you may have surmised, you are in very deep trouble... I just drew my Card of Night." She turned it around, revealing a black-bordered card with the Magic symbol on the corner. Its picture showed a large, bearded man in red robes presiding over a warped and twisted landscape, one hand to the sky.

    "Don't tell me that's..." the tall man began.

    Bethany finished his sentence. "...True Face of Chaos."

    She played the card, and the sky began to melt. Long, psychadelic "fingers" drooped overhead, brushing Chad's hair. It felt like every sticky thing he'd ever touched rolled into a ball and lobbed at him. The river, turned black and sludging, began to churn underneath them, throwing dark tendrils of water towards the sinking sky. They joined, forming an amorphous, fluid cage all around the duelists.

    "During your Standby Phase," Bethany explained, "the card will take one of six effects, judged by a die roll. On a one, the card will destroy itself and permanently mutate my body. That's the only effect that has any real benefit to you, though... all the others will disadvantage you in some way."

    "Such as?" Chad asked.

    "On a two, you lose a card from the top of your deck. On a three, you lose 1,000 Life Points. On a four, a card in your Graveyard is removed from the game. On a five, a card on your field is destroyed. And on a six, all cards in play other than True Face of Chaos go up in smoke." She shrugged. "I've talked too much, so I'll set a monster in Defense Mode and end my turn."

    As Chad drew, a glowing dice fell from the sky, landing directly in front of the True Face of Chaos's card hologram. It bounced twice, and then came to a stop with the number 2 showing. Suddenly, his Duel Disk began to spasm and contort on his arm, until finally the top card of his deck slid off and fell into his Graveyard slot.

    So much for my Forest, he thought. Aloud, he announced, "I summon Berserk Gorilla in Attack Mode."

    The river surged underneath them, and one of the "bars" of the True Face of Chaos's cage began to shake and quiver. Two massive hands broke through and tore through before their owner sprang out - a giant, furious gorilla, snorting flames as his muscles twitched. One hand clenched into a fist as he glared at Bethany. (2,000/1,000)

    "Since I don't have a choice, Berserk Gorilla, attack the Maiden in Love!" Chad ordered.

    With a loud cry, the primate charged forward on all fours, rearing back to flatten the cowering maiden...

    "Activate Astral Barrier," the Pillar of Chaos interrupted. "Now I can switch any attacks on my monsters to a direct attack on my Life Points, which I'll do with this one."

    The Maiden in Love turned translucent, and the gorilla's punch passed harmlessly through her. With a snarl, he flung himself at Bethany, trying to grab her... only to have the Unhappy Girl step forward and kick him in the stomach. The gorilla rolled backwards, ambling back to Chad's field.

    And because the attack would have left her with negative 400 Life Points, the damage is negated, Chad thought. Great. Now she can effectively negate any of my attacks as long as they wouldn't deal exactly enough damage to defeat her... "I'll end my turn," he said.

    With a shrug, Bethany drew her next card, watching as the Blind Destruction descended again. "Want to make a bet?" she said. "I personally bet that five lights will turn red."

    Chad didn't respond, but as it so happened, the Pillar of Chaos was correct: five lights turned red, one at a time. The ship hovered overhead for a second, and then disappeared back into the sky.

    "Why did I even play that card?" the Pillar of Chaos grumbled. "Ignoring my bad taste in traps, I'll activate my facedown Magic Card - a worthwhile bluff named Roll of Fate." As she turned the card over, a massive treasure chest appeared before her, rumbling slightly. "My Duel Disk rolls a die and lets me draw that many cards, as long as I then remove that many cards off the top of my deck from play."

    Pulling her foot back, Bethany kicked open the chest, which contained four gems. She took hold of her deck and drew four cards before pausing and looking up. Four holes opened in the sky, and long, spindly arms began to reach down, grasping at her. In response, she took four cards from her deck and threw them overhead, one landing in each hand. Thus sated, the arms pulled back.

    That was disturbingly nonchalant, Chad thought, scratching his lower back.

    As she studied her cards, Bethany smirked, holding one up. "The card I'm about to play next is a fairly unusual one. You see, most players use its effect to Special Summon it when they take 1,000 or more points of damage. But that always seemed too desperate to me, so... I sacrifice Maiden in Love and Unhappy Maiden..."

    The tall man's eyes widened as he thought, A double sacrifice! Nobody just throws those into their decks... Could this be what she built her strategy on?

    "...to summon a monster called Ruklamba the Spirit King," Bethany finished.

    The Maiden in Love glared at her player, and the Unhappy Maiden briefly ceased being facedown, only to spend that time crying. Both then vanished in twin balls of light, which quickly turned black and began melding into each other. The darkness flowed upward, shaping itself into a most bizarre form - an serpentine man with wild black hair and a head like an alligator. (1,000/2,000)

    Neither duelist said anything. Off in the distance, there was a sound like a pin landing on a cricket. Finally, Chad muttered, "You've got to be kidding me. Who designed that thing and why did they make it a Level Eight?"

    "I like to think the design staff at Industrial Illusions were on acid," the Pillar of Chaos replied. "However, that's not the point. The point is that by sacrificing Ruklamba, I can Special Summon monsters from my hand as long as their combined Attack Points don't exceed 2,000. So I'll give him up to Special Summon three Mokey Mokeys from my hand."

    Throwing its head back, Ruklamba opened its mouth and emitted a long, drawn-out cry into the night sky over the Twin Cities. It then raised its hands and tore to pieces, turning into multiple glowing lights that orbited around Bethany before flying into one of the columns of the True Face of Chaos.

    Thus imbued, the column began to bulge and twist, expanding and contracting in a bizarre rhythm before it began to swell. And then it burst, and three tiny fairies flew out. They hovered over Bethany's head for a moment, and then landed on her field. Each of them were small, white, and square-shaped, with wings on their sides and a question mark over their heads.

    As one, they queried, "Mokey mokey?" (300/100)

    Despite his duelist's intuition reminding him that the situation was still rather perilous, Chad failed to stop himself from laughing, bending over. "You must be joking me!" he said. "Those monsters get funnier every time I see them! I mean, look at them! They're Chiclets with wings!"

    If she thought Chad was rude, the young woman didn't show it, instead telling him, "We all have our own opinions. Take your turn now."

    Chad drew, and then the bridge shook under his feet. Looking down, he saw the surface under his foot begin to retract and jumped away, hitting the Dark Duel's barrier behind him. The bridge's top was warping inwards, and he watched it form a giant number 3 between himself and Bethany.

    "That would be True Face of Chaos at work," she explained as the ground returned to number, smiling for the first time since they'd begun the duel. "On a three, the card deals you 1,000 points of damage. Try not to scream."

    Before he could say anything else, Chad felt a twitch in the back of his head. And then his muscles began to tense and relax in no apparent order, his hair standing on end. Suddenly, bits and pieces of his body began to vanish and return, again without any sort of real order. He managed not to scream, but as his body began to stretch and release unnaturally, he bit the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood. His Life Points sank to 3,100.

    Once the chaos was over and the artist was back to normal, sinking to his knees, the Pillar of Chaos looked at him, head tilted. "So what was it like being ravaged by Chaos?"

    Chad's response did not come in words. Instead, he stood.up, wiped the blood off his mouth, took a deep breath, and threw his head back. And then he roared like a lion, his eyes shut as the beast in his soul screamed out.

    A white fog emerged from his body, gathering in the air behind him as the roar echoed on the supports of the bridge, and rapidly took shape. What emerged was a long, brown beast with a shining white horn; aside from the horn, it had the body of a lion, complete with a dark brown mane and sharp claws on the end of its paws.

    "Gazelle the King of Mythical Beasts," Chad croaked, rubbing his throat; the roar had wrecked his vocal cords. "What do you know.. I really am a lion." He then took a breath, swallowed, and said, "I activate my Graceful Charity, drawing three cards and discarding two!"

    The surface of the river swelled, and then a beam of light penetrated it, followed by several others before it burst and the angel of Graceful Charity emerged. Her robe was soaked, her wings were stained with muck, and she had duckweed in her hair. Landing in front of Chad, she threw the cards at him and tapped her foot.

    "Hey, I'm not the one causing this crap!" the tall man replied as he tucked the cards into his hand. He then handed her the Gyaku-Gire Panda and Poison Fangs, whereupon she sniffed and vanished. Taking one of his draws, he set it on his disk and continued, "Now I summon the Pitch-Black Warwolf in Attack Mode!"

    Yet another of the bizarre columns of the True Face of Chaos began to quake, bulging in long, thin spots. A black sword flashed, slicing it open, and another cut followed shortly thereafter. More slashes later, a snarling black-furred werewolf stood on the column, holding a sword and pounding his armor with one hand. He howled and leaped onto Chad's field. (1,600/600)

    Bethany looked at Chad's eyes and said, "No, I don't know why all our monsters are in the columns. If you want my theory, it's a chaos-imprisoning-order metaphor. The Darkness is shallow like that sometimes."

    Nodding, Chad sighed and replied, "Whatever the reason, it has nothing to do with my next move. The rules do, however. Berserk Gorilla, attack the Mokey Mokey on the right."

    As before, the gorilla enthusiastically charged, his fists leaving holes in the street. As before, Bethany activated Astral Barrier, and as before, the attack passed right through her monster. This time, however, the Unhappy Girl grabbed the Berserk Gorilla's arm and executed a judo throw of surprising quality. It was a moment before the dazed ape picked himself up and staggered back to Chad's field.

    "And now that my monster is done being foolish, I end my turn," Chad concluded.

    As Bethany drew, she took one of the other cards in her hand, saying, "Before the ship even comes down, I'm going to dispose of it with Emergency Provisions, chaining it to my Draw Phase. Fat lot of good it ever did me..."

    To Chad's disgust, the bizarre mouth emerged from under Bethany's shirt, apparently connected by a long tendril of flesh to her stomach. It bit through Blind Destruction, shattering it to pieces and raising Bethany's Life Points to 2,600. Off in the distance, he could have sworn something was crashing into the Mississippi River.

    "Next," his opponent continued, "I play the Magic Card known as Pot of Charity. By simply removing a Light monster in my Graveyard from play, I draw three cards. So, since Maiden in Love isn't very useful anymore..."

    The elegant form of the Pot of Charity rose from the ground, and the Maiden in Love appeared atop it before vanishing inside. The pot vanished, and Bethany drew three times.

    After a moment's deliberation, she continued, "I play Mokey Mokey Smackdown - which you've likely heard of - and then Polymerization. This combines the three Mokey Mokeys into the Mokey Mokey King."

    Not only do I know that card, I've run into it before, Chad thought. This is going to be cute but unpleasant at the same time.

    While the Continuous Magic Card shimmered into view next to the True Face of Chaos, the three Mokey Mokeys on Bethany's field jumped on top of each other. With a loud "Mo... KEY!", they all leapt up and crashed to the ground, turning into a white puddle.

    This puddle began to bubble, swelling from within, until it lifted off the ground like a flat white balloon. Unlike most of the balloons Chad had seen in his lifetime (which seemed designed to teach children the virtue of not releasing the string), this one hung in midair and began to inflate. In due time, it resembled a Mokey Mokey... only twenty feet on a side. (300/100)

    "Okay," Chad muttered. "World's largest Chiclet with wings..."

    With a shrug, Bethany declared, "That ends my turn."

    The tall man nodded and drew, only to feel the bridge shaking again. His eyes flicked down, revealing a giant number 5 embedded in the bridge.

    "On a five," the Pillar of Chaos reminded him, "one card on your field is destroyed. I think I'll dispose of your facedown card."

    Once she said it, the card began to contract, shriveling to the size of Chad's thumbnail. It then rapidly expanded and contracted, pulsing, until finally the card couldn't take anymore and shattered.

    There goes my Call of the Haunted, he thought. Shaking his head, he then found a series of unfamiliar images flitting through his head. These instantly made sense, and he began, "On my Standby Phase, Gazelle's Image Effect comes into play. I call it Gift of the Prey, and it gives me 100 Life Points for each Beast, Beast-Warrior, and Winged Beast I control - faceup or facedown - and in my Graveyard! At the moment, that's six..."

    Behind him, the King of Mythical Beasts roared, and Chad's body shone with an deep red light. His Life Points increased to 3,700.

    "So?" Bethany said.

    "So," Chad replied, "that's just the start. I now play my Pot of Greed." He slipped the card into his Duel Disk and prudently took a step back.

    As expected, the pot fell from the sky and smashed into the ground right where he'd stood. He rolled his eyes, drew twice, and sighed. "Berserk Gorilla, try to kill Mokey Mokey King."

    For a third time, the furious primate scrambled across the High Bridge, his hands tearing at the street. This time, however, Bethany shook her head, and the roaring beast took hold of the Mokey Mokey King's tiny leg. Howling in victory, the Berserk Gorilla thrashed the oversized fairy about, slamming it back and forth on the ground until it shattered.

    The Pillar of Chaos watched her Life Points plunge to 900 before saying, "With the King's death, its component Mokey Mokeys return to my field." And indeed, the three smaller fairies flashed into being before her. (300/100)

    Attacking with my Pitch-Black Warwolf would be foolish, Chad thought. Even though Mokey Mokey Smackdown wouldn't matter this turn, all I'd be doing is wasting an attack. He took another card from his hand and slid it into place, saying, "I set this facedown and end my turn."

    As Bethany drew, something happened that Chad hadn't counted on. She looked at the card she'd drawn, and then her hair fell away from her eyes (which were a light blue, he noted). Letting out a little gasp, she held the card to her chest, tears brimming on her eyes. Behind her, the Unhappy Girl was crying openly.

    This sudden switch from her previous state to outright emotion came as a bit of a shock to the artist, and so he asked, "What did you just draw? Even game-winning cards don't usually cause people to burst into tears like that."

    Dabbing at her eyes with her hair, the Pillar of Chaos (who looked much less like a Pillar and more like a young woman with depression) murmured, "It's a personal thing... I summon the Dancing Elf in Attack Mode."

    There was a small whirlwind of leaves, and a tiny woman in a green dress rose from the ground, spinning around as she did so. She had pointed ears, and her blonde hair flowed about her body. Chad soon caught on - she looked a great deal like the doll from the flashbacks. (300/200)

    "Maybe the next flashback will help you," Bethany said. "Let's prompt it - I play the Magic Card Secret Path to the Treasures, letting her attack directly this turn."

    Something fell out of the air as she played that, fluttering down to the ground. It looked like a map drawn on parchment, coming to rest in front of the Dancing Elf. She knelt on the ground, tracing a path through the map's outlines, and then smiled and nodded.

    "Attack him directly, Dancing Elf!" Bethany yelled, the most active noise she'd made that entire duel. "Wind's Dances!"

    Standing up, the elf adjusted her dress, set her toes to the ground, and began to spin. The wind picked up around her, and then she stopped, sending a small tornado at Chad. The wind hit with surprising force, flooring him and knocking his Life Points to 3,400. And then his head throbbed, and the sky broke into a thousand pieces...

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    A year before Bethany became the Pillar of Chaos, she got a call from her doctor...

    "Miss Toth? The test results are back from the lab."

    "And?"

    "We've discovered the reason for your stomach pains... Are you prepared?"

    "...I think so..."

    "Miss Toth, the tests indicate that something has gone wrong with your reproductive system. Until we conduct further tests, we can't be sure if it's just a blockage or something more seriously. However, all of the images show severe scar tissue around your uterus and fallopian tubes... I'm sorry to say this, but you will never be able to have children."

    "What?"

    "I'm very sorry, Miss Toth..."

    None of what he said afterwords registered on her mind. She hung up a few minutes later, stepped into her bedroom, and curled up into a small ball, crying the rest of the morning away.

    The flashback jumped forward to later that day, to a small restaurant where Bethany had taken a job as a waitress. She was on her break, bent over a glass of water and sniffing on occasion.

    Someone approached her table, gesturing to the empty seat across from her and asking, "Do you mind if I sit here? There aren't many open spots."

    "Go ahead," she said, her voice flat and lifeless.

    As the man settled into his seat, she couldn't help noticing, even through her lingering sorrow, just how unusual his outfit was. He wore a long-sleeved green shirt, a green vest, and... green pants. Who outside of a leprechaun wore green pants? He was about 5'9", and had the sort of physique that indicated he had some atheletic experience in his past. His hair was a messy brown, with light blonde highlights.

    His eyes flicked to her nametag, and he muttered, "Bethany... pretty name. You can call me Alexander." Pausing, he then asked, "Why were you crying?"

    "Who says I was crying?" Bethany replied, sipping her water.

    "Your eyes and that tone of voice. Sadness is something I've dealt with a lot in my time." He smiled, drumming one hand along the table. "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and just assume you have good reasons for it. So, how long have you worked here?"

    "About a month now. It's nice, not having to rely on someone else."

    Alexander nodded. "I know the feeling," he said. "Currently I'm tied up in a major partnership, but it's nice to be a solitary unit now and then. So... do you live around here?"

    "I live in Bloomington," she replied. "I carpool with one of the other waitresses. You?"

    "I've got a place in town. It's not much, but it's remarkably private."

    Despite herself, Bethany was feeling a little happier. She glanced to the clock and stood up, saying, "Sorry, but my break's over."

    With another smile, Alexander replied, "In that case... could you bring me a menu?"

    Several scenes flashed by in quick succession, showing the man in green clothing (a fact that never changed) making multiple visits to the restaurant. The last scene was about a month after the first, and showed him finishing a meal. Bethany walked up to his table with the bill, setting it down and saying, "Whenever you're ready, you can pay up front... as you know."

    "Thank you." With a long pause, Alexander rubbed the back of his head. He then said, "Umm... what time do you get off work tonight?"

    The girl paused. She knew very little about Alexander. She didn't even know his last name. All she knew was that he had a sense of humor, liked pitas, and had a warm smile. But... he actually noticed her. He'd actually requested her as his waitress on one occasion. And she'd seen blind dates that worked with less information between the parties than she had about him. Finally, she said, "5:30..."

    "In that case, may I take you out for dinner at a place with more... prestige than this?" He was blushing as he said it.

    Bethany blushed as well, thinking, He... he asked me out... "No problem."

    And with that, the flashback faded out...

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    As his head cleared, Chad shook out the last cobwebs and stared at his opponent, eyes stuck wide. "So that's it," he said, not quite believing it. "That's why you became a Pillar... Alexander." He blinked at that point. "You love Alexander."

    Bethany nodded, and her bangs fell in front of her eyes again. "Yes..." she said, her voice back to its old emotionless state. "After my one dream was stolen from me, Alexander appeared and made my life mean something again. Meeting him was the one time I ever experienced good luck in my entire life. I love Alexander... and I won't fail him. And now that you know my reasons, I will continue my Battle Phase."

    Oh, right, Chad thought. This is still a duel. That was such a long flashback I forgot she still had all three Mokey Mokeys left to attack with. He then gulped. The last time someone did this to me, I barely scraped out a victory...

    "Mokey Mokey," Bethany ordered the one on the left, "attack the Berserk Gorilla with Confused Stare."

    The tiny square angel fluttered up to the primate, bobbed its question mark, and batted his nose. There was a quiet moment, and then the gorilla screamed before he grabbed the Mokey Mokey in one hand and crushed it.

    With a sob, the Unhappy Girl grabbed Bethany and embraced her, shielding her from Life Point loss. Meanwhile, the other Mokey Mokeys watched one of their number die, eyes bugging out. With a loud "Mokey MOKEY!", they turned red, swelled up, and slapped their hands together, their question marks turning into exclamation points. (300/100 - 3,000/100)

    The Pillar of Chaos nodded to the middle Mokey Mokey. "You, attack the Pitch-Black Warwolf with Infinite Anger Burst."

    "Mokey mokey!" the Fairy replied before he zoomed towards the lycanthrope.

    Hitting his facedown card, Chad interrupted, "Activate Sakuretsu Armor!"

    A shining armor surrounded the Pitch-Black Warwolf, and he spread his arms, welcoming the attack. The Mokey Mokey charged in, striking the Beast-Warrior's chest, and then the armor exploded and took the Mokey Mokey with it.

    This didn't even make Bethany raise an eyebrow, as she merely turned to the last one and said, "Mokey Mokey, your turn."

    The third Mokey Mokey charged up to the Pitch-Black Warwolf, raised its hands, and cried out, "Mokey mokey!" before swinging them down. A red ball of force formed over the exclamation point and struck the werewolf, dissolving him and sending his sword spiraling off of the bridge. Chad's Life Points dropped to 2,000 in the aftermath.

    "I end my turn," the Pillar of Chaos concluded, and the Mokey Mokey sighed in its content, returning to normal. (3,000/100 - 300/100) The last candle of the long-forgotten Card of Demise went out, and she shrugged, discarding the one card in her hand.

    Taking hold of his next card, Chad thought, The miracles in this game always happen on the last turn before your defeat. So if I'm going to get a miracle, it better be now!

    He drew his next card, and then the bridge began to shake. Right, the Darkness is running this game, he soon remembered. So much for miracles. He watched the ground, seeing a large number 4 appear under his feet.

    "On a four," the Pillar of Chaos said, checking the True Face of Chaos on her disk, "one card in your Graveyard is removed from the game. I think I'll get rid of Chiron the Mage, just to spite you."

    With no way of preventing it, Chad was forced to watch as his favorite monster briefly appeared on the field. The monster's image warped and contracted before tearing asunder, scattering to the four winds. At that point, Gazelle roared, and Chad glowed from his Image effect, his Life Points restored to 2,500.

    Finally looking at his draw, the tall man smiled, declaring, "Enough anarchy - I play Heavy Storm, destroying all Magic and Trap Cards in play! And if True Face of Chaos is anything like its Terror counterpart, it's helpless to resist!"

    A strong breeze crossed the bridge, blowing both duelists's hair about. Soon, the breeze became a gust, then a gale, and then a tropical storm. Both duelists braced themselves just as the wind became a full-out tornado, raging all around them and destroying Bethany's Mokey Mokey Smackdown.

    As the wind died down, True Face of Chaos seemed unaffected at first. But a second later, it teetered before tipping over with a crash, shattering on impact. The columns formed by the sky and the water shattered along with them, several waterspouts marking where the water had dropped.

    There was a pause, and then Chad asked, "Hold it. Why do you still look normal? I thought True Face of Chaos would mutate you if it was destroyed."

    "Thankfully," the unaltered Pillar of Chaos replied, "that only applies if its own effect destroys it. If another card destroys it, I'm not affected. Alexander created that card for me; he cannot create a Card of Night without some sort of drawback, but he ensured that it was as light a drawback as he could manage."

    "I have to know: is Hanzaki jealous of you?"

    "Very."

    Taking another card from his hand, Chad continued, "He likely won't be after this next attack. I summon The Earth - Hex-Sealed Fusion in Attack Mode!"

    Once again, the bridge shook, parts of it breaking from the ground. These parts fused together into a giant stone mass, with a mysterious light at its center, and small amounts of debris orbited it. (1,000/1,200)

    Can't believe I'm attacking with it, but... Chad thought. "Earth, attack the Dancing Elf with Unformed Strike!"

    The mass of stone floated overhead, situating itself over the Dancing Elf. Part of it broke off, spinning around itself, and fell on the elf like a massive press, crushing the little fairy and sending Bethany's Life Points down to 200. The separated piece rejoined the whole before it settled on Chad's field.

    "My elf..." she said, a tear briefly appearing from under her bangs. "My... baby..." She then wiped her eyes and ceased showing signs of emotion.

    "Sorry about that," the tall man said. "Berserk Gorilla, finish off the Mokey Mokey."

    That was all the instruction the Berserk Gorilla needed, as he hurled himself forward and punched the little angel hard enough to send it out into the stratosphere. Even as this took place, the Unhappy Girl held onto Bethany from behind, absorbing the shock.

    How futile, Chad thought, concluding, "That ends my turn."

    Bethany drew, and then she began to do something Chad didn't expect: she began to laugh. It was only a light chuckle, thin and somewhat reedy from unuse, but it most definitely qualified as a laugh. Taking a breath, she explained, "You know why I laugh? Because I just realized something. The only monster in your deck that could even stand a chance at defeating me is... well... there isn't one. Even your Magician of Faith is 100 points too strong."

    She paused, and it sank in. Chad lowered his hands, realizing that she was right. His deck was built for overkill, not for this situation.

    "I don't have to play anything," she continued. "I have more cards in this deck than you do in yours, I'm almost certain. You'll deck out long before you ever find a way to only deal 200 Life Points of damage. That being the case, I pass." She crossed her arms, the Unhappy Girl no longer crying, although she still had her head down.

    As Chad reached for his next card by habit, he stopped, arms falling limp. She's right, he thought. I'm finished. Regardless of what I might do, I can't land that final blow. I do too much damage! How am I supposed to do 200 points on a direct attack? I can't! Nothing I play is that weak! It's over!

    The artist began to sink to one knee, hands on his head and eyes wide. Bethany merely watched as Chad began to mutter, "No... this isn't right... no..."

    "Do you yield?" the Pillar of Chaos asked him after a moment.

    Do I? Chad thought. I can't lose... I can't become another Infected. This is... He paused. This is my chance. This is a way to prove my worth. This is why I'm in this city! Why I went with Gerald! I can't lose! I can't! I can't! I WON'T!

    Springing to his feet, Chad took a deep breath, hurled back his head and roared. The air rippled around him as he let loose the roar, the bridge shaking and Bethany's hair blowing back. The Unhappy Girl covered her ears and screamed.

    The roar echoed across the Mississippi River, carried on the night wind. For longer than seemed possible, Chad continued his roar, Gazelle harmonizing with him as his wild nature broke free.

    And then the kaledescopic sky overhead cracked, and a beam of pure light fell from it, covering Chad...

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    Degas and Alexander fell back from their seats as they watched the duel, hands over their ears. "Darkness be damned, what is that?" Degas yelled.

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    A lazy young man fell to his knees, breathing hard, somewhere on the streets of Minneapolis. He had run for quite some time, and every last one of his reserves were spent. He couldn't summon up enough strength of will to stand, let alone keep running.

    "I have to keep going," he muttered to himself between pants. "She needs help... but I can't even move..."

    And then the roar burst through the sky, shaking him to his very core. Hearing it, he looked up, and then felt a sudden rush of energy into his system. He climbed to his feet and turned to the High Bridge, watching the light descend.

    "I see," the young man muttered. "You've got your own troubles tonight. Well... you seem to have your problems under control..."

    And he resumed running towards the Minneapolis Hilton.

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    On the other side of Minneapolis, near the ruins of the IDS Building, Father Young was deep in thought. None of the thoughts involved were positive ones.

    A demon, he thought to himself. They actually summoned and made pacts with a demon! This is unforgivable... As much as I feel this way is right, some things are not done, and this is one of them! How could they? He sighed. Of all the damning acts one can do, they've committed the worst. We are all condemned now...

    The roar sounded overhead, and the priest looked up, crossing himself in a mild panic. After a moment, the light came down, and he followed it to the High Bridge, a thin smile now on his face.

    "So ends that battle," he told himself. "The Darkness fares poorly... as they should. None who deal with a demon should be allowed to be victorious."

    Sitting on the rubble, he crossed himself again.

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    After a long minute, the roar ceased, and Chad caught his breath. He then took hold of the top card of his deck, nodded, and yelled, "I draw!" As he did so, Gazelle growled and he glowed red, his Life Points now 3,000. He turned the card over and slid it into his deck, declaring, "I play Card of Sanctity!"

    Both duelists drew six cards, and then one of the cards Chad held began to glow. He stared at it, unbelieving - the card had a white border. The Light gave me one of these? he thought. No... this is part of my soul. I gave myself this card.

    Seeing the card glow, Bethany held herself, shivering. The color began to bleed from the skies.

    "I begin," Chad said, "by sacrificing my facedown Soul Tiger and my Berserk Gorilla for Behemoth, the King of All Animals!"

    Both beasts lowered their heads reverently before they disappeared. The bridge began to shake after that, and soon one giant foot struck the ground next to Chad. This foot, pink-skinned and with sharp claws, was joined by another, and soon their owner stepped forward, snarling. It was a gigantic beast with purple fur in a strip on its back, with curling horns and massive jaws. (2,700/1,500)

    Bethany shook her head, but when she spoke there was a definite edge of fear. "T-That's pretty useless... You're still going to deal far too much damage to me!"

    Shaking his head, the tall man continued, "I'll use Behemoth's effect to put Mad Dog of Darkness and Des Kangaroo back in my hand. And now..." He took the glowing card and slid it into his Duel Disk. "I play a Continuous Magic Card, the Heaven's Gift named Totem of the Merciful Lion!"

    A beam of light shone behind Chad, soon beginning to fade. When the light vanished, it left a totem pole in its place. Several pictures were carved onto the pole, showing a wounded Axe Raider and a Super War Lion. In the pictures, the lion encountered the wounded warrior, prepared to kill him... and then thought better of it, sparing him and letting him escape.

    "The spirits of this totem allow Beast, Beast-Warrior, and Winged Beast monsters to overcome their savage natures," Chad explained. "Its effect lets them hold back on their blows and show mercy to the opponent. In game terms, I can choose to reduce the Battle Damage a monster of those types deals, and in exchange gain that many Life Points. Basically..." He smiled. "I can deal exactly as much damage as I choose."

    The Pillar of Chaos blinked, and then fell backwards into her Image's arms. The Unhappy Girl, on the other hand, seemed almost ecstatic at the thought of her defeat. She actually smiled.

    "Behemoth," Chad ordered, "attack with Wild Monarch's Crash! And using Totem of the Merciful Lion, I negate all but 200 points of the damage!"

    Once more, the bridge shook as Behemoth approached the stunned Pillar of Chaos... but rather than strike her down, he merely touched her with his paw, head held high. Bethany's Life Points dropped to zero, while Chad's rose to 5,000. The duel was over.

    Gazelle disappeared from behind Chad, and the Unhappy Girl, now crying tears of joy, disappeared from behind Bethany, leaving the Pillar swaying on her feet. Overhead, the chaotic sky began to crack and fragment, until it shattered, raining shards of itself into the black river below and leaving only the ordinary night sky. The river itself bubbled, surged upwards, and then resumed its normal color.

    "Well, Bethany?" Chad asked, shutting off his Duel Disk.

    There was no response, although black energy began to crackle behind her. After a long moment, the girl's eyes rolled up in her head, she fainted and began to fall...

    ...and a man in green clothing appeared from nowhere, catching her. He drew her up into his arms as black lightning danced around him. Once he was sure of her safety, the man raised his head and glared at Chad.

    Chad had first seen the man in Augusta four days ago. He'd gotten a better look in his glimpse of Bethany's past minutes ago. Now, however, was the first time he'd gotten a good look at him in person. "Alexander," he said.

    Alexander said nothing at first, instead stroking Bethany's hair and ignoring the presence of her opponent. Finally, however, he said, "I do love her. This isn't some cheap ploy to manipulate her emotions."

    "I'm not questioning that," Chad said, crossing his arms. "But why did you draw her into this? What good would that do you?"

    "It was better to have her among our forces than exposed to the Darkness Infection. Her family, neglectful as they are, would never let her leave town without an explanation, and they would never believe one that I gave them."

    Nodding, Chad then blinked as an old memory came to him. It was frustratingly vague, but... "I remember seeing your face before your servants destroyed the bookstore... Where have I seen you before?" he asked.

    The man in green shrugged. "I couldn't tell you." He turned towards the other end of the bridge at that point.

    "Wait!" Chad yelled. "I have to ask you something..."

    "You do realize that I am under no obligation to say a word, correct?" Alexander said without looking back.

    "I know... but what is the point of all this? Why are you willing to destroy so much and kill so many people?"

    With a groan, Alexander replied, "If you mean Jacob, that was not our intention. His destruction of downtown Minneapolis was never part of our plan - in fact, it actively subverted it. Killing people goes against all that we're trying to accomplish here."

    "And what would that be?" Chad continued.

    "I have no reason to tell you, and thus will not." That said, Alexander began to walk away.

    "One more question..." Chad paused. "Why do you love Bethany?"

    The man in green paused in his tracks, looking down to the unconscious woman in his arms. Finally, he sighed and said, "Would you believe I had a normal childhood? She, on the other hand, had so much pain and suffering in her life... and she was so much younger than I am... that I couldn't help being shocked at the contrast, and then trying to change it. Every time I made her smile, it was liking watching a flower bloom." He smiled, although Chad couldn't see it. "It became almost addictive. Every time I made her happy, it made me happy. Falling for her was the logical result."

    How on Earth is he with the Darkness? Chad wondered at that point. "I see..."

    "And now, before you ask any more questions..." Dark energy crackled around Alexander's feet, and he and Bethany disappeared with a sharp crack, leaving a scorchmark on the bridge's surface.

    Confused, Chad shook his head and walked back towards where he'd left the car, shaking his head.

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    Within the lairs of the Darkness, the one-eyed man with the Tarot deck shook his head, setting a card aside. "So much for the Five of Cups," he said to himself. "She who has lost much but retains some was not the calamity in the future of the Nine of Swords. He still has a way to go before any can stop him. A pity..."

    Picking up the deck, he shuffled it, set it down, and said, "And what of the fourth Pillar, the Pillar of Death?" He reached for his deck and then paused, confused. "How strange... This is the first time I've ever felt nervous about drawing a card..."

    Taking a deep breath, he turned over the card... and then drew back, shivering. "The Ace of Wands reversed," he whispered. "Ruin and torment... with a clouded joy within. Not only is he dangerous, he loves being so. Nothing good will come of him." The one-eyed man then smiled. "No wonder my masters fear him so."

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    Elsewhere in the lair, Alexander stood over a sleeping Bethany, tucked into a bed in a small room opposite his own. One hand lingered in the girl's hair, and the Dark Conduit smiled to himself.

    The smile vanished as the voice of his partner in black crossed his hearing: "As I'd expected, she has failed."

    "As much as I hope for our success, that wasn't really my concern tonight," Alexander replied. "My primary concern was that she would live through it. In that regard, tonight was a success."

    "You and I seem to have very different definitions of the word," Degas said as he moved up to the bed. Touching two fingers to Bethany's head, regardless of his partner's wince, he turned to the man in green and pushed his sunglasses back up. "I see you've settled her problem."

    Alexander nodded, his face a thundercloud. "Becoming a Pillar has its advantages. It turned Jean-Vic from a weak fool into a physically powerful one. It gave Menardi the beauty she dreamed of, even as it made her inhuman. And..." He paused, the dark expression giving way to a smile. "It cured the scarring on Bethany's womb. She can have children again... I gave her back her dream."

    Clasping his hands behind his back, Degas narrowed his eyes. "The demon is still in combat. If he falls, we will have to awaken the Pillar of Death. I hope returning your beloved's dream to her was worth that price." He walked out without another word.

    The thought made Alexander shudder, but he forced it back. For now, Bethany was at peace. He could ignore all the other repercussions as long as that was the case.

    MAIDEN IN LOVE
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 2/LIGHT/Fairy/400/800
    Image: A cute little girl with a yellow dress and brown hair.
    Effect: If this Monster is in face-up Attack Position, it cannot be destroyed as a result of battle. If this Monster is attacked by an opponent's Monster, place one "Maiden Counter" on the attacking Monster.

    CUPID'S KISS
    Type: Equip Magic Card
    Image: A little winged cherub (the common image of Cupid) amid several hearts.
    Effect: If the Monster equipped with this card attacks a Monster with a "Maiden Counter" on it and you take damage from the battle, gain control of the attacked Monster.
    Note: Both of the above cards were used by Blair in the GX episode "A Maiden in Love". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    BLOWN KISS
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: The Maiden in Love blowing a kiss to a confused Ultimate Baseball Kid.
    Effect: You may only play this card if you control a face-up "Maiden in Love". Place one "Maiden Counter" on a face-up Monster your opponent controls.

    TRUE FACE OF CHAOS
    Type: Continuous Magic Card/Card of Night
    Image: A bearded man in red robes, holding one to the sky; all around him, the landscape warps and contorts.
    Effect: During your opponent's Standby Phase, roll one die.
    1: Destroy this card, and your body is permanently and grotesquely mutated.
    2: Your opponent must send the top card of their deck to their Graveyard.
    3: Deal 1,000 points of Direct Damage to your opponent's Life Points.
    4: Choose one card in your opponent's Graveyard and remove it from the game.
    5: Choose and destroy one card on your opponent's field.
    6: All cards other than this one are destroyed.

    ROLL OF FATE
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: A large, open treasure chest, gems gleaming.
    Effect: Roll one die. Draw a number of cards equal to the number rolled, then remove that many cards off the top of your deck from the game.
    Note: This card was used by Joey in the original series episode “Down in Flames”. All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    RUKLAMBA THE SPIRIT KING
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 8/DARK/Fiend/1000/2000
    Image: A large creature resembling a humanoid alligator with long black hair.
    Effect: If you lose 1,000 Life Points or more from one attack, you can Special Summon this Monster from your hand. Offer this Monster as a Tribute to Special Summon Monsters from your hand whose Attack Scores add up to 2,000 or less.
    Note: This card was used by Gansley in the original series episode "Isolated in Cyber Space". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    TOTEM OF THE MERCIFUL LION
    Type: Continuous Magic Card/Heaven's Gift
    Image: A totem pole, onto which is carved several pictures. The pictures tell a story of a Super War Lion, having found a wounded Axe Raider, sparing his life rather than feeding on him.
    Effect: When a Beast, Beast-Warrior, or Winged-Beast Monster you control deals Battle Damage, you may choose to reduce the damage dealt by any amount up to the full total. If you do, you gain Life Points equal to the amount of damage reduced.

    UNHAPPY GIRL
    Image Effect: "Eternal Misery" - Negate all card effects that would result in an instant-win condition. If you would be dealt damage to your Life Points greater than your current Life Point total, negate the damage.

    GAZELLE THE KING OF MYTHICAL BEASTS
    Image Effect: "Gift of the Prey" - During your Standby Phase, increase your Life Points by an amount equal to 100 times the number of Beast, Beast-Warrior, or Winged-Beast Monsters you control and in your Graveyard.

    Coming next chapter: Degas and Alexander have feared something for the entire time we've known them, but now they have no choice but to turn to it. A force of pure darkness is on the loose, and one of the heroes will have to confront it head-on. Can they survive something even the forces of Darkness themselves fear? And even if they do survive, will there be anything left of them? You'll find out in Chapter Twenty-Three, "Hell's Own".
    The Place That Is No More - Because the world needed to hear me rant and rave.

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    Interesting...

    I guess Bethany's deck could be defined basically as a Deck of Despair, mostly, built by a girl who has had a tragic life.

    J, I know you worried about this chapter for a long time, but I liked it. The duel was pretty good, and the added effects of the flashbacks were neat.

    I was very surprised that Alexander was willing to chat with Chad for a few seconds. Usually that isn't how the villains work. But I suppose it makes sense given the circumstances.

    Gazelle the King of Mythical Beasts? I should have seen it coming.

    Anyway, next chapter should be epic. I know Grazz't only too well. If anyone wants info on this demon, just PM me. I'll be glad to share what I know.

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    Wow... I'm quite impressed. The drama... the detail... It's just too much.

    MoP, you're a truly gifted writer. Honest to God, now I know why you're so critical...

    This story seems to be taking as many twists and turns as humanly possible... I can't even guess where it's gonna go from here...

    Keep it up...

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    It's probably because his first name starts with 'J'

    I thought it was a good chapter, lovely battle and description. I can't wait for the chapter that finally indulges the connection between Alexander and Gerald and what's going to happen on Alexander's birthday
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    Because Paradox's true name is Josh. Brian told me that.

    The chapter really touched me, Paradox. I mean, the tragedies that Bethany suffered again and again(her parents fighting, her father murdered, her mother's death, and so on) really added to the whole tragedy of the thing. And the deck was just amazing and unbeatable...had Chad not gotten that gift, he would end up losing by deckout.

    Anyways, can't wait to see what the Hell(literally) is going to happen next. Since that clue was about Grazz't's nature, I bet Laura or Vivieene(sp) will be the target of his attack.
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    Jason, actually.

    By the way, unless Bethany's deck was very oversized, she was wrong. And no duelist fighting for such stakes uses a very oversized deck - that makes a losing deck. She used Card of Demise, Roll of Fate, and Pot of Charity to draw eleven cards outside her draw phases. The only time Chad did so was to use Graceful Charity. I believe Bethany miscalculated, and she would have decked out first.

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    DS,

    I feel the need to point out that every stratagy used by Bethany was both powerful, and risky to use in real life due to the massive life point loss each combo involved. (personally I suspect the Huge Revolution combo was lurking somewhere) Of course her Image prevented this.

    It stands to reason then, that her deck as well would be incredibly oversized, as decking out was the one true threat against her.

    Incredible chapter, a nice change from the straightforward Pillar stratagies and characters beforehand. I think you may be the first person to normal summon Ruklamba.

    Most other commentary has already been made. Keep up the good work, the next chapter is going to be a doozy.
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    WARNING! ATTENTION! ALERT!

    The following chapter is very graphic. It contains detailed descriptions of violence against holograms and people, and also contains mature content. Yes, more so than usual. This chapter is much, much darker than usual.

    I'm 99% sure that this will alter my story's rating on Fanfiction.net.

    If you have a sensitive stomach, you might want to skim over parts of this chapter. I can't tell you which ones, though, because that would spoil the surprise. Just don't read this chapter right after dinner.

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    Normally, Laura Vesnic would give a monologue. After all, she's the focus this time around. But she isn't in any state to do so.

    She wishes she could, but it would require a chain of thought coherent enough to put words together, and she doesn't have it at the moment.

    You see, she's battling against a lord of demons so evil and foul that even the Hand of Darkness and the Dark Conduit are scared of him. He's dragged her into the heart of his layer of the Abyss, and now Laura is fighting to survive.

    Laura can't give a speech right now. She's too busy screaming to even think...


    Chapter Twenty-Two: Hell's Own

    A dream so unspeakable that no intelligent creature had any business dreaming it caused Ulysses Cantrell to sit up in his bed, gasping. He could feel his heartbeat against his ribs, and sheer sweating had caused his pajamas to stick to him. With a groan, he slid off of his mattress, leaning against the wall.

    What in the name of the Light was that? he thought. There are only a few beings in all of Creation that have enough power to cause feelings like that. And if one of them has broken free... This can't be happening.

    Ulysses stepped over to his dresser, staggering as he went, and yanked open the sock drawer. Buried under a pile of his socks was a small cheesecloth bag, containing bones from a chicken. His son's family had eaten the chicken a month ago (he himself was a vegetarian) and given him the skeleton, which he'd cleaned and saved. Some of the bones were marked with potent runes, carved into their ends.

    Taking a wooden bowl from atop the dresser, Ulysses sat on the floor, opened the bag, and dumped the bones into the bowl. He lowered his left hand into the bowl and began to stir the bones about, shutting his eyes as he concentrated. I have three questions, he thought as he stirred. Who caused this feeling, why has it come to this world, and who brought it here?

    It soon felt right, and so he scooped the bones out of his bowl and tossed them with both hands, watching them fly through the air. They hit the floor, some of them bouncing, until finally all settled into place.

    The elder Chosen of the Light studied the position of the scattered bones, matching them to what he'd seen as they flew... and then took in a sharp breath, standing up with such a start that he kicked the bowl away. He knew that name.

    "Him?" he shouted aloud. "It can't be him! Why would anyone dare to summon one of his kind to this world? The idea itself is lunacy!"

    After a moment, the shock wore off, and Ulysses turned his thoughts back inwards. The Light and the Darkness are at war on a scale not seen in centuries, he thought. This could be... it could be the Reckoning! Wait... He shook his head. If that were the case, the Balance would be even more skewed than it is now. My signs have shown that the Reckoning isn't for another hundred years. This isn't that serious, but there is no doubt this is not an ordinary skirmish.

    Gathering the bones, Ulysses dumped them back into the bag, his expression grim; after a reading like that, he would have to burn them. If I read these right, the demon is making his move even as I stand here. Gerald... Chad... Laura... the Light save you all when he finds you.

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    By 9:15 P.M., Gerald and Laura had begun to think turning down Vivienne's suggestion to go to Live Arena was a very foolish thing to do.

    Gerald was laying on one bed flipping through an issue of Duel Monsters America while Laura stretched out on the other, flipping through the different TV channels. Half of them were static - after all, most of the local TV channels were based in the Twin Cities, and their crew were among the Darkness Infected.

    Flipping to the national standings, Gerald sighed, muttering, "I'm still Number Twenty-Three? I can't seem to advance... that was my rank last month, too."

    "What are you looking at?" Laura asked.

    "The list of the top 100 duelists in America. I reached Number Twenty-Three four months ago and it looks like I've stalled there. That puts me five spots behind Rebecca Hawkins and seven behind Stanley Mason."

    "Who's he?"

    Gerald answered, "One of the winners of the Monster Island Tournament... in other words, one of the people who slew the Shadow Queen. You'd think he'd be higher than Number Sixteen... Francesca Benedict's at Number Nineteen, and Andy Markova - the third of the Three Heroes - made it to Number Twelve before he stalled, too."

    "Who's Number One?" Laura asked.

    The lazy young man chuckled. "Take a guess."

    "Demetrius Lark."

    "Demetrius Lark," Gerald echoed. He then yawned, closed the magazine, and slid off the bed. "I think I'll take a walk."

    Laura blinked, questioning, "At this hour?"

    Moving to the room's windows, Gerald opened them, pointing out, "It's late June, Laura. The sun's barely gone down." And he was right - the sky still held the last vestiges of twilight. He continued, "Besides, it's a beautiful night tonight. Care to come with me?"

    The redhead shook her head, still flipping through the TV channels. She landed on ESPN, which was in the middle of an strongman competition, and smiled. "Someone has to stay here in case Chad comes back," she said.

    "Your choice." After a moment's pause, Gerald retrieved his Duel Disk and strapped it to his arm, muttering, "Just in case." And then he was gone.

    By 10:30, Laura regretted refusing him. She was still trying to find something to watch now that her last program was over. The first channel she hit was Fuse, and the screen filled with a woman in an off-the-rack punk outfit announcing, "And coming up, we've got the first word from John Cameron on Acknowledgement's new album, My Suffering and Your Benefit..."

    The next channel had an excited African-American man with an afro and a "TEXAS BRONCO" t-shirt. "The name is Andrei Ulmeyda," he began, "and I am the man with the plan. People will come to me for salvation!"

    "Nutcase," Laura muttered as she clicked the remote.

    On the next channel, they had highlights from the Duel Monsters Junior Internationals, the ten-and-under championships. Oh, yeah, that was last week, Laura thought. Walter's nephew was in that. Wonder how he did?

    To her disappointment, her future nephew-in-law wasn't listed among the finalists. A clip of the final match played, and - she groaned in disgust - the winner was playing a Cyber Dragon deck. Not just Cyber Dragons, but an entire deck based around them. She glanced to the name and noted it was Zane Truesdale.

    "Well, now I know someone I never want to duel," she muttered as she changed channels.

    The screen was perfectly blank. The TV was still on - she could see that from where she was sitting - but there was nothing on. In fact, the screen was even darker than if the TV were off.

    Getting up from the bed, Laura set the remote down and moved up to the television set, mumbling, "What the hell...?" She then reached out and touched the screen...

    ...and the room erupted in an echo like ten thousand damned souls, causing her to fall backwards.

    She didn't hit the bed as she fell, because the bed wasn't there. There was nothing there, and she landed on something that didn't seem to exist. For a terrible instant, she hung in nothing.

    And then the world came into being again. Laura found herself on a pillow, which sat in the center of a large floor made of white stone. To her surprise, her Duel Disk had made the trip with her.

    At the far end of the floor, a throne carved from a single block of obsidian rested on a raised dais of pure marble; the throne was currently unoccupied. Six jars flanked the throne, three on either side, each holding white fog within. The walls were made of the same material as the floor. All the light came from the windows on either wall, leaving much of the room shadowed.

    Lifting herself off the pillow, Laura staggered up to one of the windows and glanced out of it. She could see what looked like a forest made entirely of giant ivory towers, sitting at the center of a city that dwarfed St. Paul for sheer mass. The sky was an odd color, shifting between ugly purples and reds, much like the color of a bruise.

    "Okay," she said to herself, "someone yanked me out of the Twin Cities. Maybe it was the Pillar of Chaos?" She looked around. "Let's see if I can get out of here."

    A moment's study revealed there was a door against the back wall, and so Laura headed for it... and then a snake head lunged out, barely missing her shoulder. She sprang back, whereupon the shadows pulled back. Two trees came into view, both looking like massive white beeches, but with snakes instead of branches. The trees hissed. Looking down, Laura saw that both were planted in the same pot.

    A voice behind Laura said, "Those, my dear Miss Vesnic, are called viper trees. They're plants native to the Abyss, specifically to Azzagrat... my part of the Abyss. You won't be leaving so soon."

    Despite having seen it in a thousand horror movies, and therefore knowing she wouldn't like the results, Laura slowly turned around to face the speaker.

    A cultured man now occupied the throne, head resting on one hand. His skin was a polished ebony, nearly as dark as his throne, and his head was crowned with thick, dark hair. His eyes were a glowing green, and he smiled with yellow fangs. Both ears were pointed, and there were six fingers on either of his hands. The man was clad in black silk, with a steel breastplate and greaves over it. On his back he wore a wavy-bladed sword, a green sheen over the blade.

    "I think I can assume you brought me here," Laura said. "So where am I and who are you?"

    The man chuckled, sitting back in his throne. "This is the city of Zelatar, crown jewel of the three layers of the Abyss known as Azzagrat, and you are in the throne room of the Argent Palace, my personal home. As for me, I am the Dark Prince Graz'zt, son of Pale Night and future ruler of all demons and devils in Reality. The pleasure is all mine."

    Laura raised an eyebrow, a low whistle escaping her despite herself. "A demon," she whispered. "Degas and Alexander control a demon?"

    At that Graz'zt laughed louder, shaking his head. "Such naivity!" he replied. "No mortal controls me. Those two merely struck a pact with me - they gave me the souls of six willing servants, and in return I do them this service."

    "What service?" the young woman asked, although she had a good idea of the answer.

    The demon rose from his throne, drew his sword, and set one hand on the blade, concentrating. The blade glowed, and then the entire weapon transformed into a Duel Disk, one with a razor-sharp edge on its arm and a sickly green sheen around its entire surface. The deck slot resembled a six-fingered hand. "A Dark Duel, my dear Miss Vesnic," he replied. "I was contracted to battle both you and your friends in turn. What did you expect?"

    Laura nodded, picking up her own Duel Disk and strapping it to her arm; her deck was already loaded. She then paused and slid the Master of Chains out of it, thinking, He doesn't deserve to face you. "Right... What's the stakes?"

    "If you defeat me," Graz'zt said, "you set the punishment; I wouldn't want to cripple your ingenuity. But if I am victorious..." He grinned, those yellow fangs bared. "Part of the price I set for Degas and Alexander was that I be allowed to keep you, body and soul, for all eternity."

    The young woman nearly dropped her disk as she adjusted the straps. "What did you just say?" she yelled.

    With a sigh, the demon spoke again, slower and louder: "I... enslave... you. Now do you understand it, or will I have to resort to puppets?"

    "How could they allow you to do something like that?" Laura demanded.

    "Alexander was hesitant, I noticed... but demons don't make demands that they don't insist on having fulfilled." Graz'zt then turned to the rear of the room, calling, "Unhath! Reluhantis!"

    A hissing noise rose up from the viper trees, although Laura was still too shocked to notice it. Eventually, from the shadows at the room's rear, two bizarre beings slithered forward, one of them holding a grey metal chest. These creatures had the bodies of beautiful women from the waist up, but the tails of snakes beneath. In addition, both had six arms.

    "Surprised, my dear Miss Vesnic?" Graz'zt asked as he handed his Duel Disk to one of the other demons. On seeing Laura nod, he laughed, saying, "Unhath and Reluhantis are my finest servants; they're demons as well, known as mariliths. Excellent if you need a sadist to watch over your lair while you're away." He held out his arm, and Reluhantis strapped the Duel Disk to it. He then opened the chest Unhath was holding, took out a Duel Monsters deck, and slid it into the deck slot.

    Shaking out of her shock, Laura thought, Calm down... Every duel you've had since you dueled Ogre were duels you couldn't afford to lose. Just earlier today you took a direct attack from the Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon, remember? Try not to think about the consequences and fight as hard as you can! Her heart rate returned to normal, and she activated her Duel Disk.

    As Graz'zt activated his own Duel Disk, he added, "Don't expect any of your friends to show up, Miss Vesnic. You are in the Abyss, after all. In order to bring you here, I had Unhath turn the entire hotel room into a single massive interdimensional portal. The room's door was sealed at the same time. In short, you're completely alone."

    On hearing that, Laura began to sweat, but she shook it off. "I won't need them for this. I have all the motivation I need just looking at you."

    Raising his hand, Graz'zt spread his fingers, and the too-familiar black lines of a Dark Duel drew themselves on the ground at their feet. "Whatever you say," he said. "Let our battle commence."

    Both Life Point counters shot up to 8,000.

    0000000

    The Minneapolis Hilton - the entire building - glowed black as Graz'zt invoked his power, and a shockwave of pure darkness radiated through the Twin Cities. All beings attuned to sensing such things shuddered, no matter where they were.

    Father Young saw the shockwave passing overhead as he picked his way through the rubble of downtown Minneapolis. He dropped to his knee and crossed himself, muttering, "I don't care what that darkness is, I don't care if it serves Degas and Alexander, and I don't care who's against it. Whoever's battling that darkness, may the Lord be with you..."

    0000000

    Having walked more than far enough, Gerald was taking his time coming back. There was a glorious breeze, and he was doing what he could to take it in. He happened to be looking up as the shockwave of darkness hit, and after it passed he nearly collapsed as his head began to throb.

    Once the headache was gone, he stood back up, wondering what was going on. A nearby pay phone began to ring, and he tilted his head at it. Following common procedure for such an occurance, he walked inside, picked up the receiver and asked, "Hello?"

    "Gerald Laxina?" the voice on the other end asked.

    "Yes... what is it?"

    There was a pause, and then the voice said, "I don't have time to introduce myself, but Lucifer and I are old friends. You need to get back to the Minneapolis Hilton as fast as you can. Laura's continued existence hinges on you and your Heaven's Gift. Run! Now!" The phone hang up.

    Gerald hated to run. He considered it a betrayal of everything he stood for.

    But once he hung up the receiver, he took off at a speed that would make the Olympics committee take notice.

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    "In the name of fairness," Graz'zt said as he drew his opening hand, "I will give you the first turn."

    Laura slowly drew her own opening hand, and then added a sixth card to it. "In that case..." She studied her hand, thinking, I can't afford to take any chances in this battle. The best opening move is one that assures my safety. "I'll start with a monster in Defense Mode and a card facedown." The holograms came into being, and she gave her hand one last look before nodding. "That will be my turn."

    Graz'zt drew another card, pausing for a moment as he weighed the options, and then took a card from his hand and set it into place. "I'll begin with this monster in Defense Mode," he said. Taking another card, he continued, "I will then start the pain with a Magic Card named Goblin Thief!"

    A fat green-skinned man in expensive robes, the Goblin of Greed, emerged from the space between them, Pot of Greed tucked under one arm. He flicked a knife out from his robes, waddled up to Laura, and then slashed her across the arm with it before she could get out of the way. She gasped at the pain, watching as the goblin gathered some blood in a small glass. Waddling up to Graz'zt, the goblin offered him the glass; the demon accepted it and drank the blood without hesitating.

    "This card takes 500 of your Life Points and gives them to me," Graz'zt explained. Confirming this, Laura's Life Points sank to 7,500 and Graz'zt's rose to 8,500.

    That was too real, Laura thought, staring at the cut on her arm as it stopped bleeding. This is like Gerald's duel with Jacob - whatever happens to me really happens! But... "Wait a minute," she asked. "If I run out of Life Points, won't it kill me? How will you enslave me then?"

    "You'll die," Graz'zt said, "but there are ways to patch you back together. Rest assured death will not mean you escape my service. Now, as I was about to say..." He slid two cards into his Duel Disk, saying, "I'll set these two cards facedown. Take your turn, Miss Vesnic."

    Drawing her next card, Laura paused for a moment, studying the layout. Two facedown cards... but if I don't attack, I could die from collateral damage before this duel's even over! "To begin with, I play the A. Forces, which will empower all my Warriors for every one on the field."

    Laura's side of the field turned into a battleground, but at the moment, nothing was happening.

    "Next, I summon the Goblin Attack Force in Attack Mode!" she declared.

    A group of armored, hardhat-wearing goblins with clubs assembled on Laura's field, clubs at the ready. They pounded their weapons against their palms and waited for their order to strike. (2,300/0)

    "Activate Bottomless Trap Hole," Graz'zt replied once the last goblin was in place. "This, I think you know, will remove your goblins from the game."

    The pit appeared under them, and before any of the humanoids could flee, every last one of them plummeted to their doom with a series of shrieks.

    Growling, Laura reached down and turned her facedown monster over. "I switch my Obnoxious Celtic Guardian into Attack Mode."

    The elven swordsman rose to his feet. Taking his sheath from his side, he drew out the silver blade and brandished it before him, glaring at the demon. (1,400/1,200) A quiet trumpet sounded, and he took a deep breath. (1,400/1,200 - 1,600/1,200)

    "He doesn't seem to like me," Graz'zt noted. "Ah, well..."

    "Nobody likes you, and I'm about to prove it - Obnoxious Celtic Guardian, attack his facedown monster!" Laura ordered.

    Readying his blade, the swordsman turned the edge to his face and briefly shut his eyes. He then lowered the sword, charged forth, and sliced cleanly through Graz'zt's monster. The creature appeared, a short, stocky humanoid with light blue skin and a single massive eye on its chest. A thin line appeared on it, and it fell apart in two halves, gushing greenish blood as it fell. (650/500)

    Laura briefly felt ill. Great, she thought, this duel altered the holograms, too. Her deck then began to glow green, and she turned to Graz'zt, asking, "What's going on here?"

    "The monster you have slain is known as Hiro's Shadow Scout," Graz'zt replied, flexing the fingers on one hand. "Before you ask, I have no idea who Hiro was supposed to be. His scout, however, has a useful effect when turned face-up - we both see the top three cards of your deck, and then I force you to discard all the Magic Cards among them."

    The top three cards of Laura's deck drew themselves at that point, floating to the center of the field. Their faces turned upright, and three images hovered above them - the pictures on Sasuke Samurai, Reinforcements of the Army, and the Fusion Sword Murasame Blade. The latter two cards turned black and flew into Laura's Graveyard, while the Sasuke Samurai slid back on top of her deck.

    I could have used those two Magic Cards, the young woman thought with more than a hint of annoyance. Still, at least that confirms he's using fiends. Not a surprise, that. "I end my turn," she said.

    Without any ado, Graz'zt drew a card. He took two of them, setting one atop the Duel Disk and one inside it. "I set a monster in Defense Mode and a card facedown," he said as he did it, "and call that the end of my turn."

    Laura reached for her deck, took her card in hand...

    ...and nearly ripped it as Graz'zt declared, "In response to your draw, I activate Drop Off, forcing you to discard what you've just drawn!"

    Blinking, Laura glanced at her card - the Sasuke Samurai. If he had more monsters like that Hiro's Shadow Scout, this could have really helped, she thought. No wonder he wanted to get rid of it. She slid it into her Graveyard, and then took another card from her hand, saying, "I summon Blade Knight in Attack Mode."

    The heavily-armored warrior stepped onto the field, carrying one large sword over his shoulder. His armor shone an unusual color in the light of Azzagrat. (1,600/1,000) He turned and saluted the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian, and the elf saluted back, the camaraderie powering both of them. (1,600/1,000 - 2,000/1,000; 1,400/1,200 - 1,800/1,200)

    "Blade Knight," Laura ordered, "attack Graz'zt's facedown monster!"

    "In response, I activate A Feint Plan," Graz'zt replied. "This trap makes attacking a facedown monster impossible until after the turn ends."

    As Graz'zt's trap took effect, a series of confusing roads and signs covered his side of the field. The Blade Knight stepped out onto them, looking from one sign to the next, and then to the next, which contradicted the first. He turned to Laura and shrugged before walking back onto her field, shaking his helmeted head.

    "You like confusion, don't you?" Laura asked the demon.

    Graz'zt grinned, yellow fangs glinting. "It's my way, my dear Miss Vesnic. I'm a demon of seduction and guile." He then snorted, adding, "I leave the brute tactics to idiots like Orcus."

    Not like I expected a demon to compliment the rest of his race, Laura thought as she said aloud, "I end my turn."

    The demon drew his next card, and then turned it to Laura, saying, "I hope you don't think too ill of me. This is business, after all, and I can be kind if I wish to be. For example, I play Upstart Goblin, which grants you an extra thousand Life Points. Now we're even."

    A goblin bearing a close resemblence to the Goblin of Greed stepped out of the card, rolling several coins between his fingers. He tossed them to Laura, and she caught them out of midair. The coins vanished, but then the cut on her arm healed and disappeared as her Life Points rose to 8,500.

    The goblin then turned to Graz'zt, drew the top card off the demon's deck, and handed it over. "Why, thank you," the demon said as he tucked the card into his hand. "Almost forgot that part..." With that, the goblin vanished.

    "Are you done being something more than pure evil? Because I'm not buying it," Laura muttered.

    As he shook his head, Graz'zt said, "You try to be more than you are... Fine, then. I Flip Summon my Dark Jeroid."

    For all intents and purposes, the monster started as a puddle of ooze. But then it began to rise up, forming a torso with a yellow orb at its heart. Two long, cruel arms pulled themselves from its side and shook off some of its material. Soon a body vaguely like a centaur's emerged from the puddle, with six spindly limbs underneath it... as well as a yellow-eyed head between the frontmost legs. The whole of the creature solidified. (1,200/1,500)

    "When I summon, Special Summon, or Flip Summon Dark Jeroid," Graz'zt noted, "it reduces the Attack Score of one of your monsters by 800 for as long as it's out."

    The Dark Jeroid now raised its arms and shot them across the field, slipping them through two seams in the Blade Knight's armor. The knight stiffened, raising his blade to cut through the limbs... but then they began to pulse, pumping a vile yellow liquid into the warrior. His arms fell limp, and the sword dropped from his hand as he collapsed, quivering helplessly. (2,000/1,000 - 1,200/1,000)

    "Now," Graz'zt continued, "I offer my Dark Jeroid as a Tribute to summon forth the Lesser Fiend in Attack Mode!"

    The ooze collapsed back into itself, and then evaporated. From the vapors emerged a snarling demon, with the head of a lion and a thin coat of yellow fur over its muscular frame. It wore a dark wrap around its waist and had four arms, which it flexed all at once. (2,100/1,000)

    Laura shook her head. "You know, you've got a very odd taste in minions."

    "I can't help it," the demon said with a mild snarl. "There aren't that many attractive female Fiends in this game, so I must make do with what there is. Lesser Fiend, attack the Blade Knight with Infernal Savagery!"

    Cracking all twenty of its knuckles, the fiend leapt into the air, landing in front of the crippled warrior. Both lower arms grabbed his arms...

    "Activate Negate Attack!" Laura shouted, turning over her facedown card.

    An invisible barrier sprang into being, throwing the Lesser Fiend to the ground before it could do anything worse. It snarled, picking itself off of the ground and spitting at the barrier, before stalking back onto Graz'zt's field. The Blade Knight shuddered as he exhaled.

    With the slighest of shrugs, Graz'zt said, "That will end my turn."

    Laura drew, groaning at her draw. Yeah, that'll be a big help... "I set a monster in Defense Mode," she said, "and switch my Obnoxious Celtic Guardian and Blade Knight into Defense as well." The Blade Knight collapsed onto his knees as the elven swordsman helped him down, kneeling as well. "And that's all I can do."

    As Graz'zt drew, he scowled - his hand consisted of only two cards. His expression lightened as he saw what he now held, and he moved it into his Duel Disk. "I activate my Pot of Greed," he announced.

    The laughing symbol of avarice appeared in front of Graz'zt, tilting towards him. Reaching in, the demon retrieved two shimmering coins, which he dropped onto his deck. Two cards sprang forward, and he picked them up, adding them to his hand.

    Never seen anyone do something with the Pot of Greed before, Laura thought. Mostly we just ignore it.

    "Now I'll set a monster in Defense Mode," the demon continued. The hologram appeared next to his Lesser Fiend, which he then turned to. "Lesser Fiend, attack the Blade Knight again!"

    Once again, the four-armed demon leapt skyward, landing before the Blade Knight. Its lower arms grabbed hold of his arms, as on the last try, but this time its upper arms grabbed hold of the warrior's head. Without any further ado, it pulled with both sets of limbs, cleanly ripping the Blade Knight's head off.

    Laura gasped, and the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian slumped forward in shock. (1,800/1,200 - 1,600/1,200)

    Throwing the head at Laura (who jumped out of the way), the Lesser Fiend licked its fingers clean of blood as the Blade Knight shattered. It then walked back onto Graz'zt's field, satisfied.

    "As per the Lesser Fiend's effect, Blade Knight is now removed from the game. That will be my turn," Graz'zt said.

    It was a moment before Laura regained enough composure to draw. She shook her head, hair fluttering about, and then looked at her card. Her eyes widened.

    "I take it I'm going to lose my Lesser Fiend this turn?" Graz'zt asked. There weren't any hints of dismay in his voice.

    Flashing a grin, Laura nodded and took a card from her hand. "I summon the Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke in Attack Mode!" she began.

    The throne room of the Argent Palace grew darker for a moment, which she hadn't thought possible. The lights came back up a second later, and the white-clad ninja stood on her field, kunai in hand and ready for battle. (1,800/1,000) He turned and bowed to the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian, who bowed back. (1,800/1,000 - 2,200/1,000; 1,800/1,200 - 2,000/1,200)

    "Next," Laura continued, "I set a card facedown and switch Sasuke Samurai #2 into Attack Mode."

    As the facedown card flashed into being, the super-deformed farmer rose to his feet, carrying a basket of weapons on his back. (200/300) His presence caused the other two warriors to let out a cry of encouragement, emboldening him, too. (2,200/1,000 - 2,400/1,000; 2,000/1,200 - 2,200/1,200; 200/300 - 800/300)

    The young woman paused for a tactical consideration. If I switch Obnoxious Celtic Guardian into Attack Mode, she thought, I can smash his facedown monster and hit his Life Points with Sasuke Samurai #2. But then I'd have all my monsters in Attack Mode, and that has more drawbacks than advantages in this game. I'll just off his Lesser Fiend and save the facedown monster for next turn.

    "In the time you're taking to move," the demon complained, "I could have won three battles in the Blood War. Just do something already!"

    "Fine, fine," Laura replied. "Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke, destroy the Lesser Fiend with Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

    The ninja put his hands in front of his face and concentrated, disappearing into thin air. There was a moment's pause, and then ten of them flashed in the space around the Lesser Fiend. At first, they didn't seem to do anything, but then the demon split on several different axis, pieces of it falling all over the floor before it shattered.

    Graz'zt merely smirked as his Life Points sank to 8,200. "Anything else, my dear Laura?"

    The redhead glared, saying, "One, since when were we on a first-name basis? And two, no. Your turn."

    "Then I draw," Graz'zt said, doing so. He then reached to his disk, saying, "I'll flip my Dark Mimic Level 1 into Attack Mode."

    The facedown monster on his field turned into a small black keepsake box. This box then opened, revealing a toothy maw and multiple small tentacles within. Two eyes opened on either side of its lock. (100/1,000) Crouching, Graz'zt reached into it, retrieving a card.

    "Let me guess," Laura said, head shaking. "You draw a card when it's flipped?"

    "Indeed," the demon replied. "I think I'll set my draw..." He did so, the card appearing on the ground before him. "...and set a monster in Defense Mode to go with it." Another card appeared in front of his set card. "Now, take your turn."

    He's playing a lot of Flip Effect Fiends, Laura thought. Man, I really wish I had my Sasuke Samurai now! She drew a card...

    "In your Standby Phase," Graz'zt declared, "I activate my trap, Thunder of Ruler, cancelling your Battle Phase!" He then looked to her monsters, muttered a single word, and sneered.

    All three of Laura's monsters collapsed in fear, shivering. She stared at them, saying, "For trained soldiers you guys get scared easily."

    The demon chuckled. "Don't blame them - my power to create fear has a similar effect on all living creatures."

    Okay, he's reminding me of Menardi now, and that's not a good thing, Laura thought. "Since I can't attack, I'll switch my Sasuke Samurai #2 into Defense Mode, but for my next turn I'll switch Obnoxious Celtic Guardian back into Attack Mode."

    The monsters, in essence, traded positions - the Sasuke Samurai knelt, guarding himself with the basket on his back, as the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian stood up and brandished his sword.

    "And that's all I will do," Laura finished.

    As the demon drew his next card, something unusual happened to the Dark Mimic Level 1 - it began to swell, its frame bulging outward as it warped and expanded.

    For a moment, Laura was confused, but then she caught on. "I'm guessing your Dark Mimic just went up a level?" she asked.

    "Two levels, actually," Graz'zt replied. "By offering my Dark Mimic Level 1 during my Standby Phase, I may summon my Dark Mimic Level 3 from my deck. And since I can choose, I'll bring it out in Defense Mode."

    The transformation soon resolved, and the fiend now resembled a giant red treasure chest. Eyes appeared on either side of the lock, and the lid opened, revealing even more teeth and tentacles than were the case with its predescessor. (1,000/1,000)

    As with the first Dark Mimic, Graz'zt reached into the monster, fishing about inside it. "When I summon the Dark Mimic Level 3," he explained, "I can draw a card. If it was summoned by the effect of the first one, however, I draw two cards instead." There was a brief pause, and then he drew his hand back, holding two cards in it.

    An expression of disgust creeped across Laura's face as she asked, "Do I want to know where it was keeping those cards?"

    "No, you do not. Trust me on this." The Demon Prince picked a card from his hand, slid it into his Duel Disk, and announced, "Since armies live and die on morale, I'll shatter yours by using my Mystical Space Typhoon to destroy The A. Forces!"

    A sharp gust of wind struck at Laura, blowing her hair about, and her monsters put their arms in front of their faces as the gale blew through the throne room. The wind snapped about, striking her Magic Card and shattering it to a hundred pieces. The warriors looked at each other, their faces falling as the camaderie it had induced faded, and their strength returned to normal.

    Graz'zt went on, "You know, I spend so much time in this throne room anymore that it's starting to bore me. I think we need a change of field... so I'll play Terraforming."

    A beam of blue light rose up in front of the demon, and he watched, hand on his chin, as views of a thousand different locations played out before him. Eventually, he reached out and touched the beam, saying, "That one."

    The beam now touched his deck, and one card jutted out. He drew the card out and added it to his hand. "I'll just hang onto this for now," he continued. "Next, I set a card facedown and sacrifice my facedown Skull Knight #2 to summon the fairest Fiend of all..."

    "There's such a thing as a fair Fiend in this game?" Laura asked, eyebrow raised.

    Graz'zt nodded, noting, "One of the few in Duel Monsters... although her beauty's rather subjective. I summon the Lovely Fiend Marilith!"

    For the briefest of moments, a skull-faced soldier could be seen, but then it vanished in a burst of fire. What emerged from the burst proved Graz'zt's claim as true: while most humans wouldn't be able to look past the snake tail, six arms, and general aura of wrongness around the fiend, she was more attractive than most of the Fiends in Duel Monsters. The new monster, in matter of fact, was a dead ringer for the ones that had brought Graz'zt his deck. (2,400/0)

    "And when I sacrifice a Skull Knight #2 for a Fiend," Graz'zt said, "I can Special Summon one from my deck. I'll do so, in Defense Mode."

    A dark cloud erupted next to the marilith, and another skull-faced soldier in full armor emerged. He carried a curved sword, and crouched down, glaring at Laura's warriors. They glared back at him. (1,000/1,200)

    For a long moment, Graz'zt stared at Laura's field, and then he shook his head. "Best hold off the attack for now," he concluded. "It's your move."

    That was a lot of setup, Laura thought as she drew. I'd better be ready for an onslaught next turn at this rate. "I set a card facedown," she began, "and set a monster in Defense Mode." She paused, waiting for some sort of response.

    A full minute passed, and then Graz'zt narrowed those glowing eyes as he said, "I'm immortal; you, my dear Laura, are not. If you're waiting for my facedown card to go off, I choose not to activate it yet. Do something!"

    "Fine, fine," the redhead replied. "Obnoxious Celtic Guardian, attack his Dark Mimic with Silver Blade Slash!"

    The elven swordsman slid one gauntleted hand along the edge of his sword, pulled it back, and then lunged, swinging the blade around as he reached the fiendish treasure chest. The blade cut through cleanly at the hinge, and the bisected fiend melted into a rancid pile of purple slime.

    "Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke," Laura continued, "destroy the Skull Knight #2 with your effect - Windmill Shuriken!"

    Taking a triangle of metal from inside his tunic, the ninja fanned it out into one gigantic throwing star. This he hurled, guiding it with his hand as it flew. It impacted with the fiendish skull-faced soldier, and the entire world turned black and white for a brief moment before the Skull Knight #2's head flew off of its neck. Its body dissolved into a stinking black ichor.

    "Ugh..." Laura groaned. "Your monsters even die in disgusting ways. Either way, that's the end of my turn."

    Graz'zt drew his next card, and then turned over his facedown card, saying, "I'll now reveal what I refused to activate last turn - my Final Attack Orders, which turns all face-up monsters to Attack Mode."

    Laura gulped as her Sasuke Samurai #2 rose to his feet, thinking, Okay, now I get it. He'd have lost a good deal of Life Points if he set that off last turn...

    "Next," the Demon Prince continued, "I play the Field Magic Card I searched for. I prefer to fight my battles in settings less intimate than my own throne room, so..." The field slot on his disk popped open, and he slid the card into it. "I move this battle to my Dark Arena!"

    A dark metal ring descended overhead, shadows dancing on its edge. These shadows flowed down from it, pooling along the edges of the room... and then they solidified. The demon gestured at the surrounding shadows, and they took shape steadily, warping into stone walls. The ring itself changed, becoming stadium-style seats, and every seat filled with a demonic patron. In the end, the Dark Arena stood around them, reminding Laura of...

    "A bullfight ring?" she said aloud. "Why do you have one of these?"

    Graz'zt sighed in comfort as the arena finished forming. "We demons have simple tastes, my dear Laura," he said. "A favorite pastime is to pit slaves we no longer have use for against those of our number specially trained in fighting mortals - they call themselves 'mortal hunters'. The Dark Arena is patterned after the rings we use for such events. Perhaps, once I'm bored with you, you can experience the spectacle firsthand..."

    Growling, Laura replied, "I know I'll die someday, but I will not be slaughtered in a ring for your amusement!"

    "We'll see." The demon then said, "In fact... we'll see now. I summon a mortal hunter known as the Picador Fiend in Attack Mode!"

    A door opened at the far end of the Dark Arena, and a demon rode out on horseback. The mount was demonic itself, a vicious beast only superficially resembling a horse. Its rider wore bone armor, with a flowing purple cape, and one arm ended in two gnarled claws. (1,600/0)

    "Now, to begin the show..." Graz'zt pointed to the sweating little warrior on Laura's field. "Lovely Fiend Marilith, dismember the Sasuke Samurai #2 with Demon's Blade Hex!"

    Between heartbeats, the six-armed snake demoness produced six long, cruel swords from nowhere. She slithered forward, raising all six and preparing to impale the cowering farmer.

    Laura slapped a button on her Duel Disk, announcing, "Activate Magic Cylinder!"

    The blades failed to hit home - instead, the marilith struck a large gunbarrel. The force of the blow spun it around, aiming a glowing weapon at Graz'zt. The Demon Prince braced himself, just in time so that the resulting blast only pushed him back a step. His Life Points dropped to 6,800.

    Up in the seats of the Dark Arena, the demons began to boo. This is getting to be a lot like when I dueled Menardi, Laura thought. The crowd's even biased for my opponent.

    Shaking off the shock, Graz'zt dusted off his armor, muttering, "As if I didn't get enough of that from Demogorgon..." He then sighed. "Perhaps you should have saved that, my dear Laura. After all, this is the home arena of the Picador Fiend - while we are in the Dark Arena, he may perform a direct attack regardless of the state of your field!"

    "Oh, crap!" Laura groaned.

    "Picador Fiend, attack her directly with Smite Mortal!"

    The demon gave a vicious grin and spurred his unholy mount, charging in a long sweep around Laura's field. He galloped to Laura, pushing the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian to the ground as the elf tried to protect his player. Once in range, the Picador Fiend raised his two-clawed, gnarled hand, gathering a green ball of energy between them. He whipped it down, and Laura's body erupted in green fire.

    The young woman could only scream as the infernal fire roared over her frame, eating at her flesh. This is... this is what Gerald went through... how did he survive it? she thought as the fire burned itself out. When it was done, she slumped over, breathing hard... even though her Life Points only fell to 6,900.

    "This is the true nature of a Dark Duel," Graz'zt mused as his monster galloped back to his field. "Even if you still have Life Points, you can die from the sheer pain of battle alone. It's your turn... do what you can."

    As the last traces of the demon's fire died down, Laura checked herself over. Gerald's jacket was gone, consumed utterly by the fire, and her sweater was singed. One of her pantslegs was gone, as well, but her skin and hair was unmarred. Of course, she thought with a bitter tone. As far as the demon is concerned, my clothes are forfeit, but he wouldn't dare to touch the parts he wants to play with.

    Muttering a curse, Laura drew her next card, thinking, That Sasuke Samurai #2 is going to get me killed if I don't switch it to Defense, but I can't. Then again, I do have this. "I play Book of Moon," she declared, "turning my Sasuke Samurai #2 to facedown Defense Mode."

    The mysterious book floated in front of her little warrior, and the pages flipped, causing him to vanish and be replaced with a facedown hologram.

    Damn it, Graz'zt thought, gritting his fangs.

    "And now I..." Before Laura could finish that, her Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke convulsed, his eyes wide. And then, even as he struggled against it, his hands went to his kunai, and he drew them out, preparing to attack. "What the hell is this?"

    At that, the Demon Prince laughed, crossing his arms. "The Dark Arena has a very interesting effect on those standing in it, my dear Laura," he said. "They are forced to attack every turn if they're in Attack Mode! And unless you control a monster with 'Fiend' in its name - and I have two such monsters - your opponent chooses what they attack." He made a grandiose motion with one hand, pointing to his stronger monster. "I order Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke to attack my Lovely Fiend Marilith!"

    Despite all of his efforts not to, the ninja staggered towards Graz'zt's Fiend, raising his kunai over his head. He fought the impulse with each step, sweat soaking through his tunic. A moment later, he was in range, and he made a clumsy swipe at the marilith. The female demon swatted his hand back, conjured up one of her swords, and slashed across the ninja's stomach, disemboweling him. Clutching his organs, Sasuke fell and shattered.

    Fighting the urge to vomit as her Life Points lowered to 6,300, Laura said, "Activate trap, Option Hunter, which adds the Attack Points of my monster just destroyed in battle to my Life Points!"

    As a beam of light surrounded Laura, raising her Life Points back to 8,100, she thought, You were scum, Mi'hen, but this is a really good card to use. Thanks for the idea.

    One of the jarred souls stirred, turning a light pink. She cocked an eyebrow at it.

    Chuckling behind one of his hands, Graz'zt said, "That will avail you little... you see, the effect of Dark Arena applies to all monsters, every turn. So now it's the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian's turn, even if he'll be lucky enough to survive it."

    The same hypnotic trance fell upon the elven swordsman, even as he struggled against it. He crossed the arena floor, dragging his sword behind him, and approached the marilith. Raising his sword, the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian made a half-hearted swing at the fiend. She merely chuckled and decked him with one fist.

    Laura's Life Points fell to 7,100, and she sighed. "I end my turn."

    "And I'll begin mine," the Demon Prince said, passing his hand over his deck. Taking the top card in hand, he looked at it, comparing it with what he already held. His face twisted with a sour expression, and he set the card into his Duel Disk, muttering, "I play Blood War Stratagem."

    The card shimmered into view, and then the Lovely Fiend Marilith slithered off of Graz'zt's field, settling into place directly in front of her master. She took several charts and scrolls out of nowhere, eagerly showing them to him while chattering away in a language Laura couldn't understand, although Graz'zt apparently could. Finally, she returned to the dueling field, and her master drew three cards from his deck, tucking them into his hand.

    "What was that all about?" Laura asked a moment later.

    "Blood War Stratagem can only be played when I have a Fiend-type monster in play," Graz'zt replied. "I then choose a Fiend on my field, and for every two Level Stars on the chosen monster, I draw one card. I can't draw more than four cards this way, however."

    "Okay, that's well and good, but you got this look on your face when you played it..."

    Holding the card up, Graz'zt sneered at it. "Look at the artwork," he said. The picture in question showed Dark Master Zorc and several Lesser Fiends conferring over a map. "I hate using anything that reminds me of other demon lords, but this card is useful enough that I just have to accept it."

    Taking offense to fictional demon lords... Laura thought. Man, that's a large ego even by demonic standards.

    After a moment's thought, the Demon Prince tossed one of his latest draws onto the Duel Disk, declaring, "I summon Banderillo Fiend in Attack Mode!"

    One of the demonic patrons in the Dark Arena overhead stood up, producing a snakelike demon from nowhere. He tossed it at Laura, who barely jumped out of the way in time to avoid its sharp head catching her foot. It slithered onto Graz'zt's field, curling up. (900/900)

    "What's a banderillo?" the young woman asked, catching her breath.

    "It's a short spear with several ribbons tied to it, stuck into bulls during human bullfights. As you may have guessed, when we play such games in the Dark Arena, we stick Banderillo Fiends into the prey." Graz'zt then gestured to the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian.

    The Banderillo Fiend slithered forward, climbing up the elven swordsman's leg, and then tore through his armor with its pointed head. Ripping through his flesh, it climbed into his body, causing him to quiver as it did so. Blood dripped from the wound, the damage slowly escalating from a drip to a stream as he collapsed in overwhelming pain. Finally, the demon emerged from his back, covered in bits of his internal organs, and the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian shattered.

    Despite what one would think, Laura didn't throw up at that point. She couldn't have if she wanted to, as the sight had left her in shock, just staring blankly.

    Graz'zt took that opening to explain, "On the turn I summon the Banderillo Fiend, I can destroy any one of your monsters. However, it can't attack on the turn I conjure it up." The snakelike demon returned to his field, and he ordered, "Lovely Fiend Marilith, destroy her facedown Sasuke Samurai #2!"

    For a second time, the six-armed demoness called forth her swords, sliding up to the facedown monster and thrusting all six weapons downward. The little farmer appeared for a brief moment, impaled on all six weapons, and then shattered.

    "And now, Picador Fiend, attack her directly with another Mortal Smite!" Graz'zt said, unable to hide his grin.

    This time, the mounted demon had no need to sidestep Laura's army. Instead, he rode up to the woman and held up his clawed hand, charging another blast of green fire. When the time was right he slammed it into her, covering her once more in the unnatural flames. As she burned, her shock wore off and she screamed again, her Life Points reduced to 5,500.

    Overhead, the holographic audience of fiends (or were they holograms at all?) let out a roar of approval.

    Graz'zt smirked, saying, "I set a card facedown," as he bowed to the audience above. As the card appeared, he concluded his turn with a wave of his hand.

    The fires died out, and Laura assessed herself. Her sweater was now reduced to what amounted to a reversed vest (the torn section in the back had burned away), and her pants were no better than cutoffs. She looked down, and briefly thought, Wow, I have nice legs... She then shook her head, scolding herself. This isn't the time to think that!

    Graz'zt, meanwhile, thought to himself, Arranging for the Dark Duel to do that to her was definitely worth the effort.

    Shaking out her hair, the young woman drew, not even looking at the small army of fiends across the Dark Arena floor from her. She then tucked a card into her disk and set one into a Monster Zone. "I set one card facedown and one monster in Defense Mode. Your turn, hellspawn."

    "You're making insults again," Graz'zt noted as he drew. "You must have made a good move." He adjusted one of his cards before deciding. "I summon Winged Minion in Attack Mode."

    A tiny demon flew out of the Dark Arena doorway, settling next to the Banderillo Fiend. It was the size of a human baby, with deep purple skin and tiny wings on its back. The Banderillo Fiend snarled at it, and the Winged Minion shuddered. (700/700)

    I know that card, Laura thought. He can sacrifice it to permanently add its Attack and Defense scores to those of another fiend. But... oh, this is going to be disgusting. She gulped and steeled herself.

    "From that expression, I see you can guess what's about to happen," the Demon Prince said. "I will now sacrifice the Winged Minion to the Banderillo Fiend in order to strength the latter by 700 Attack and Defense Points. Banderillo Fiend... eat up."

    The long, lashing tail of the Banderillo Fiend wrapped around the body of the smaller demon, and it dragged the resisting monster in close. That pointed head rammed through the Winged Minion's stomach, and then... the unmistakable sound of chewing and swallowing filled the air.

    Laura looked away; she'd made the mistake of looking into the Winged Minion's eyes as the process began. That look of shock and horror burned itself into her memory, and would never quite leave.

    It was several minutes before the Banderillo Fiend was done. All that was left of its prey was a bleached, broken skeleton, the skull cracked and shattered.

    As the bones faded away, the Banderillo Fiend reared up, its skin stretching. Two long, cruel claws pulled free from the fiend's body, and it sprouted a pair of wings from its back. Thus empowered, the Banderillo Fiend hissed. (900/900 - 1,600/1,600)

    To be continued next post...
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    "You can look now," Graz'zt said to his opponent. She looked back at the field and shivered. Smiling at her distaste, the demon then noted, "I'm afraid that I'm as affected by Dark Arena as you are - I can choose what monsters my own monsters attack, but I must attack, regardless. Lovely Fiend Marilith, attack her facedown monster!"

    Before the snake-bodied demoness could even retrieve her swords, Laura yelled, "I activate Draining Shield!"

    The marilith called forth her six blades, dashed forward across the field, and swung them overhead, aiming for the facedown monster. A shield of energy surrounded both the targeted monster and Laura, with a metal circle at its center, and the swords struck the circle. Try as she might to escape, the demon was stuck fast, and she could only watch as a beam of green light covered Laura, raising her Life Points to 7,900.

    As the light faded, the shield vanished, and the demoness banished her swords. She slithered back to Graz'zt's field, grumbling in an indecipherable language.

    I'm out of traps and he still has his Picador Fiend, Laura thought. I just hope I still have clothes after that thing hits me.

    Once his Lovely Fiend Marilith was firmly back on his field, Graz'zt swept one hand towards his Picador Fiend. "Picador, get rid of the benefit she just gained by striking her down with another Mortal Smite!"

    The mounted demon's heels struck into the mount's flanks, and he charged towards her monster at a full gallop, his attack already charging. Before he even reached the facedown monster, however, he pulled back on the reins, flinging that green fire at Laura directly.

    By this point, Laura was already used to the sting of the green flames overtaking her. It still hurt, however, and thus did she cry out as the flames burned into her flesh, dropping her Life Points to 6,300.

    The smoke cleared, and despite the seriousness of the situation, Laura couldn't help blushing - her sweater and pants were gone entirely. She was now reduced to just her bra and panties, both of the plain white cotton variety. She didn't even have to look up to know Graz'zt's eyes were roaming her, and thus she hissed at him, "Fine... you're not content with killing me, you want to degrade me in the process, I get it. Enough already! You wouldn't be doing this if you were dueling Gerald or Chad!"

    "Correct, but I care not." Graz'zt nodded to Banderillo Fiend. "Attack her facedown monster with Demonic Hunger."

    Turning its sharp head towards Laura's field, the demon sprang out, opening a maw lined with particularly sharp teeth. It bit down... onto the edge of a sword; Laura's monster was a blonde female knight in bright red clothing, wielding a blazing weapon, and she glared at the ophidian fiend. (1,200/1,900)

    The lady warrior, a Command Knight, slowly rose to her feet as a trumpet blasted somewhere in the distance. She shook her sword until the demon let go, and then delivered a vicious slash, cutting deep into the monster's side. It fled back to Graz'zt, who stepped on it and pinned it to the ground as his Life Points dropped to 6,400.

    "My Command Knight wins that round," Laura explained, although it felt rather unnecessary to say so. "However, your Final Attack Orders switches her to Attack Mode after the fight. It doesn't stop her effect, which grants her 400 more Attack Points."

    A fusillade of trumpets sounded off in the distance, and the Command Knight saluted, taking a stance of combat. (1,200/1,900 - 1,600/1,900)

    The restrained nature Graz'zt had projected thus far fell through, and he snarled, fangs bared. "In that case, I'll play a Continuous Magic Card known as Altar of Mists," he said with another snarl.

    The entire arena filled with fog, to the angry shouts of the crowd overhead. A shape began to form in the center of this concealing fog, forming in due time into the shape of a small altar. It was surprisingly clean and plain for an altar on the Abyss.

    "What does it do?" Laura asked.

    The demon answered, "In three turns, I can add any Ritual Magic Card to my hand from my deck. Until then, nothing can destroy this card... no matter which of us tries to do it. My effects are as useless as yours. That will be the end of my turn."

    As Laura drew, the fog rolled away, and she couldn't help two unrelated responses: a snicker at how silly the altar looked in the center of the arena, and a shiver as the last traces of the fog touched her bare skin. I should have worn more clothing... she thought.

    Taking her latest draw from her hand, Laura slid it into her Duel Disk, declaring, "I play Pot of Greed!"

    The wicked urn appeared in front of her, chortling as it did so. To her surprise, it tipped over, spilling an endless stream of gold dust onto her deck. The deck shined, and two cards flew from it into her hand. She blinked, murmuring, "Um, thanks..."

    There was a puff of smoke as the Pot of Greed vanished. Looking around, Laura said, "You know, the thought of ten thousand demons staring at me in my underwear makes me sick. I'm not letting this go on." She threw a card into her Duel Disk, declaring, "I activate my Heavy Storm!"

    Go right ahead, Graz'zt thought. I'd had enough of this setup anyway. All this was just to pass time until I got my Altar of Mists out. I don't need the Dark Arena any longer, and you can't destroy the Altar...

    A sharp blast of wind crossed Laura's body, causing her to double over as she shivered. More winds blew through the throne room of the Argent Palace, so violent that they even shook the forgotten viper trees near the door. It was only a moment before a genuine hurricane broke out, ripping a massive hole in the wall of the Dark Arena. Chunks of stone whirled about their heads as the winds tore the Arena to pieces.

    By the time the wind died, there was nothing left of the Dark Arena, and Graz'zt's Final Attack Orders and facedown Nightmare Wheel were gone as well. He merely shrugged; after all, his Altar of Mists hadn't even moved during the storm. "I should have had Unhath and Reluhantis barricade the windows," he muttered.

    "Next," Laura said, not skipping a beat, "I summon Zombyra the Dark in Attack Mode!"

    Even though it was fairly dark to begin with, the room darkened further. All around them, pictures flashed into being - the unnatural warrior known as Zombyra kneeling to Dark Master Zorc, him fighting against an army of angel-winged soldiers, Zombyra standing in shock over a broken and bloodied man, his rejection of Zorc, and finally him standing along on a war-torn plain. Finally, the lights came back up, and the dark hero himself emerged on Laura's side, cracking his knuckles. (2,100/500) The Command Knight patted his shoulder, and he nodded down to her, grinning. (2,100/500 - 2,500/500)

    "Damned showy of you, Zombyra," Graz'zt said, sneering. "But then again, I have to respect it. It takes guts for a traitor to advertise his treachery, after all. I like that in him."

    On hearing that, Zombyra pulled his fist back and punched a hole in the floor, his other fist clenched.

    "Traitor, nothing," Laura said, her eyes narrow. "He just bought a clue. My next move, meanwhile, will be to equip Command Knight with the Axe of Despair."

    The human-headed axe flashed into being in the Command Knight's hand, and she nearly dropped it in surprise. After a moment, she gulped and sheathed her sword, adjusting her grip on the weapon. (1,600/1,900 - 2,600/1,900)

    Raising one hand, Laura noticed that one of her bra straps was beginning to slip. She adjusted it with her now-empty other hand, and then dropped her raised hand, shouting, "Zombyra, show Graz'zt your true colors - obliterate Lovely Fiend Marilith with Noble Fist!"

    The dark hero sprang forward, fist crackling with blue energy as he rang forward. In a panic, the snake-bodied demoness conjured up her six swords and crossed them in front of herself to parry the attack... only to see Zombyra's fist shatter all six weapons and smash through her torso. A burst of energy severed her body at the waist, and she exploded in a ball of green flames.

    Zombyra leapt back to the Command Knight's side, and then stumbled as dark energy flashed over his body. (2,500/500 - 2,300/500)

    Graz'zt's Life Points dropped to 6,300, but that wasn't what made him react. His eyes widened, and he yelled, "Damn you, Zombyra! She was one of my finest servants! You can't raise a demon from the dead!"

    "In that case, Command Knight, send Picador Fiend to his eternal sleep with Command Axe!" Laura ordered.

    Even as Laura said that, the Picador Fiend spurred his horse, turning to flee the field. Cocking her axe, the Command Knight sighted it, and then flung the weapon end-over-end. It spiraled across the throne room and sliced through the Picador Fiend and his mount. Momentum kept them going even as the separate halves fell over with a splashing of green blood, and then they shattered.

    Graz'zt gritted his teeth as his Life Points lowered to 5,300.

    Letting out a satisfied sigh, Laura muttered, "That was for my clothes... I'll end my turn." Zombyra and the Command Knight saluted each other.

    With a sullen look, Graz'zt snapped the top card off of his deck. He gave it a look, and then said, "Do you know what the punishment is for murder in the Abyss?"

    "Is there one?" Laura asked, scratching her head.

    "Actually, no, but I'm going to make one up." Graz'zt now held up a card depicting Dark Balter the Terrible ripping a white image of a man out from behind him. "The punishment for murder is obliteration, and now is my time to pass sentence on Zombyra. I play the Magic Card of Night known as Soul Rip!"

    An inhuman hand emerged from the floor behind Zombyra. It dug its claws into the back of his head, and the dark hero struggled against it. The claws tightened, and suddenly the warrior ceased to struggle. His arms dropped before he stopped twitching... and then he stopped breathing.

    The hand threw him aside, clutching a white orb in its palm. It crossed the floor to Graz'zt, who took the orb and grinned as he held it.

    Laura's eyes went wide, and she whispered, "Is that..."

    "Zombyra the Dark's soul," Graz'zt confirmed. "By eating it, I'll erase him from Reality and gain his combined original Attack and Defense points in Life Points. Goodbye, traitor." And he popped the orb into his mouth, swallowing it. His Life Points rose to 7,900.

    In that moment, everything turned gray around Laura, and she fell to her knees, her heart slowing down.

    0000000

    Gerald crashed through the doors of the Minneapolis Hilton. He hadn't meant to; he was trying to push them open and dart through the doorways while they were clear. However, a sharp shock had erupted in him, and thus he collapsed on opening the second door.

    "What just happened?" he said, pushing himself upright. "That feeling... I've felt it earlier today, but on a much greater scale. If I could remember when..."

    His ascent stopped halfway, and Gerald's eyes widened. The sensation was the same as when Heaven's Sphere had fallen into the Bottomless Trap Hole, but dimmer and far away. A train of focused and rapid thought shot across his mind.

    It all added up to one thing.

    "Something just went very wrong for Laura," he said aloud. "In the name of the Light, let her be safe..."

    He finished getting to his feet, caught his breath, and took off running again.

    0000000

    Part of Laura was missing. That was the only way she could describe how she felt at that moment; all she could bring herself to do was stare straight ahead, unwilling to move and unable to speak. Taking the direct hits from the Picador Fiend hadn't hurt this badly.

    "Oh, lighten up," Graz'zt finally said, rolling his eyes. "Soul Rip prevents me from summoning monsters or attacking on the turn that it's played, so I will merely set a card facedown and switch the Banderillo Fiend into Defense Mode." The sinister fiend coiled itself again, resting its head on its body. "That will be all."

    In the midst of her shock, something came to Laura's attention, and she managed to ask, "That was a Card of Night... why didn't it do anything else to you?"

    "Because I'm a demon, Miss Vesnic." Those yellow fangs flashed again. "Cards of Night don't have dark costs when demons play them..."

    Laura shut her eyes and took several deep breaths, gathering the missing part of herself. "Zombyra the Dark was the most important monster in this deck," she said, getting back to her feet. "You just consumed his soul... I swear I'll rip it out of your stomach!" She drew her card, throwing it onto her Duel Disk. "I summon Gearfried the Iron Knight!"

    The armored warrior descended from the sky, his armor sending up a mighty clamor as he landed. He clashed his arms together, glaring with glowing red eyes at Graz'zt. (1,800/1,600) The Command Knight held out her axe, and he tapped his arm against it in a show of solidarity. (1,800/1,600 - 2,200/1,600)

    "Gearfried, strike down the Banderillo Fiend with Iron Edge!" Laura ordered.

    Driving across, the knight swung his sharpened arms, cutting cleanly through the lithe demon. The Banderillo Fiend's body fell into three pieces, oozing green blood as they writhed for a moment before shattering.

    An opening! Laura thought. "Command Knight, attack directly with Command Axe!"

    The warrior nodded, and then braced herself. She hefted the axe and whirled it about herself, building up momentum, before giving a loud cry of victory and throwing it as hard as she could. The axe hurtled across the throne room's floor and slashed into Graz'zt, its edge hacking a deep wound into his side. The Demon Prince's Life Points plunged to 5,300 again.

    But even as the axe returned to its wielder, Graz'zt recovered his balance, the gaping wound in his side already beginning to heal. "It's hard to truly hurt a demon," he said as the injury rapidly disappeared. "Humans, on the other hand, are fragile. You will regret this blow once I return it."

    "That requires you to actually do so, and I'm the one with monsters," Laura replied. "Your turn."

    Graz'zt drew, scowling as he only held that card in his hand. He glanced to the forgotten Altar of Mists, which was beginning to glow as it neared critical mass. I need merely hold out until the Altar is ready, he thought. "I set one monster in Defense Mode and end my turn," he then said.

    As she drew, Laura glanced at the card, thinking, I don't need this yet. Now, I could probably destroy that monster with Gearfried, but taking risks will likely kill me. "Command Knight, attack the facedown monster," she commanded.

    The axe went flying once again, and this time its target was quite unusual: a demon, to be sure, but a truly attractive female one. She gasped as the blade tore through her body, slicing off her wings, and then exploded in a ball of fire. (800/2,000)

    Graz'zt's reaction confused Laura immensely - he began laughing. "Oh, I love seeing that!" he said, setting one hand on his leg. "I wish you could do that again!"

    The redhead blinked and said, "Don't you like that monster or something?"

    "For starters," Graz'zt replied as he regained his composure, "she was a devil, not a proper demon. Our two species hate each other - we've warred for longer than humanity has existed. Secondly, the monster's name was Glasya, Duchess of Desire. Pegasus designed her after a nightmare involving her namesake, the real Glasya." His face contorted in a sneer. "She's the daughter of Asmodeus, the most powerful devil in existence. I hate that bastard, and it brings a spark of joy to me not only to control his daughter, but to watch her die!"

    "Okay..." Laura shrugged, muttering, "I think that's crazy, but then I'm human. It's still my turn, so Gearfried, attack directly with Iron Edge."

    Clanging his arms together, the Iron Knight charged into the fray, cutting deep into Graz'zt's armor with both his arms. The breastplate was rent and destroyed, and Graz'zt tossed it aside, his Life Points now at 3,100.

    "Have you forgotten this is a Dark Duel?" the Demon Prince then asked.

    Laura stumbled back, hitting the edge of the circle. "You mean... oh, crap!"

    Graz'zt nodded. "Oh, indeed... Arise, my Image!"

    Black smoke poured off of the demon's body, and it took form over his head. The resulting creation stepped down onto his shoulder, balancing there. It was a vicious figure, looking like a hairless, pale monkey with multiple sharp teeth, a glowing third eye in the center of its head, and vicious intelligence in its eyes. It flexed its long, thin fingers before it.

    "This, my dear, is my Image, the Dark King of the Abyss," Graz'zt said as the process finished. "For now, it can do little, so finish your turn."

    With a sigh, Laura said, "In that case, my turn's done." And what a fitting Image that is, she thought.

    The Dark King of the Abyss drew the top card off of Graz'zt's deck, lowering it down to the demon. He examined it and then slid it into his Duel Disk, saying, "As little harm as your attacks are actually doing, they're starting to annoy me. So hands off! I activate Nightmare's Steelcage!"

    A circle of fire erupted from the floor of the throne room, along the edges of the Dark Duel's circle. Several lines of flame shot over their heads, forming a crisscrossing design in the air. A second later, the flames died, leaving a black metal cage around them. Several spiked poles shot down from the cage's top, cutting the circle in half and separating the duelists.

    "This cage, as you may know, prevents either of us from attacking until the end of your second turn after this one," Graz'zt noted. "Now I enter my End Phase... and that makes three turns for the Altar of Mists."

    The Altar of Mists shone brightly, and then evaporated into thin air, leaving a single card behind. Stepping forward, Graz'zt knelt and held it up.

    His chosen card had a black border.

    Oh dear God, Laura thought. A Ritual Card of Night? Do I even want to know what that thing summons?

    "That's everything for me," Graz'zt said as he stepped back to his starting point. "Your turn."

    Laura drew, set the card next to the other card in her hand, and then groaned. "This won't help... I pass." Above her, the steel bars of the Nightmare's Steelcage began to decay, a fleck of rust floating down.

    The Demon Prince smirked, drawing his own card. "I play the Pot of Avarice," he said. "This allows me to first shuffle five monsters from my Graveyard into my deck, and then draw two new cards. Even the dead have their uses..."

    Five transparent monsters floated up from the ground: the Winged Minion, the Lesser Fiend, the Banderillo Fiend, the Picador Fiend, and then Lovely Fiend Marilith. A gigantic, truly ridiculous pot appeared, and the five monsters floated into it. The pot then shattered, and two cards floated from Graz'zt's deck into his hand.

    There we are, he thought. The true lord of this deck... I have him at last. "I end my turn on that," he said.

    As Laura drew, the cage around them began to decay rapidly. Rust ate through the junctions, and an entire bar broke free, swinging down before dropping and shattering on the floor.

    "Okay... I set this monster in Defense Mode and end my turn," she said. As the facedown monster appeared, time finally overwhelmed the Nightmare's Steelcage, and it collapsed in on itself, falling to small, rusted-through pieces all around them.

    Graz'zt reached for his deck, and then stopped, looking up to his Image. "Dark King of the Abyss," he said, "I call on your power. Draw forth another demon to serve me."

    The vicious little fiend agreed, running one sharp finger up and down the side of the Demon Prince's deck. It then stopped, pulling one card forward, before grabbing it and tucking it into Graz'zt's hand.

    "That would be your Image Effect, I take it," Laura said, arms crossed.

    Nodding, Graz'zt replied, "The Dark King of the Abyss has as much power over demons as I do. I can forego drawing a card to, instead, search my deck for any Fiend-type monster I want and add that to my hand. And the card I chose was Ultimate Obidient Fiend."

    Even though the situation was no less serious, Laura couldn't help a laugh at that point. "You actually play that worthless card?"

    "No, foolish Laura," the demon replied, "I use it for Ritual bait. For now I invoke my Ritual Card of Night, Sundering the Demon's Chains!"

    The young woman's laughs came to a sudden stop.

    Graz'zt slid the card into his disk, and five black chains appeared before him, a flaming battleaxe on the ground nearby. He then said, "This ritual requires ten level stars of monsters as a sacrifice. The Ultimate Obidient Fiend fulfills it, so I discard him!" He slid the card into his Graveyard.

    The gigantic, red-skinned demon now stood on the field. It lifted the battleaxe and swung it, shattering the first chain. Something off in the distance let out a roar. The Ultimate Obidient Fiend ignored this, breaking each chain in turn with single swings of the axe. As it did so, the roaring grew louder.

    Finally, Laura yelled, "What's doing all that roaring?"

    "The monster I'm calling forth," Graz'zt replied. "At the very beginning of creation, the unshaped reality created things of monstrous beauty and hideous imperfection. Among them was a creature that one could call the first demon. When the gods awoke, they joined hands to force him awake, chaining him up for all of eternity. But now I'm breaking those chains! This isn't just a Duel Monster card, Laura, I'm actually calling that demon to the Abyss!"

    The Ultimate Obident Fiend broke the last chain, and it snapped away, slicing into Laura's side and knocking her down. A spiked chain with a claw at the end descended from nowhere, pulling the struggling fiend up and into the darkness. And then it appeared...

    Its size was the first thing Laura saw as she laid on the floor, bleeding from her side. The being filled the throne room, even with the ceilings as high as they were, and was actually hunched. Its body was viciously bloated and surrounded by scaly "wings", and it had two long, spindly arms ending in filthy claws pressed close to its chest. There were no apparent legs. The being's head looked like that of a fish, with blue spines and beady blue eyes, and crooked fangs filled its maw. Chains wrapped around the body, four of them, with their ends hovering over the ground.

    "This, Laura, is one of the first beings to ever exist," Graz'zt said, pride in his voice. "My Card of Night forged a pact with it, and now I've unleashed it on the world. Behold the Primal Demon Animus!"

    Animus roared, and the building trembled. (4,000/3,000)

    0000000

    The sensation rushed over Ulysses Cantrell, Father Young, and another man in a distant country at the same time.

    Ulysses couldn't handle it - as faint as the sensation was, it was darkness on a scale he hadn't felt in twenty years. He passed out, collapsing in his bedroom.

    Father Young handled it better, but he still let out a gasp at the feeling. "This isn't right," he muttered, desperately crossing himself. "Such things can't cross into this reality... Lord forgive us, for we commit evil upon evil... and damn me for doing it in your name."

    And in another country, where it was still daylight, an old man with frizzy white hair stopped midway down a busy street, all thoughts of his retirement forgotten. He shut his eyes, trying to work out what he'd just felt, and then he shuddered. "Two forces of Darkness beyond what this world have seen are at work in another world," he said to himself. "And unless their opponent can stop them, nothing will prevent their crossing into this one.

    "A force of Light is approaching fast, but... I fear that even that may not be enough."

    0000000

    The elevator opened, and Gerald resumed running, even as he fought for breath. He jogged down the hall, soon reaching the room, and grabbed the doorknob.

    A bubble of sheer force expanded, throwing his hand off the doorknob. He tried again and failed again. Finally, he struck the door, saying in a loud tone, "Laura?"

    Setting his ear to the door, Gerald heard only incoherent screams. He began to sweat, slamming his fist on the door and repeating, "Laura?"

    Another moment passed, and then he threw himself at the door. The door returned the blow, and he slammed into the floor, groaning. After making sure nothing was broken, he did it again.

    0000000

    Two minutes after Animus was summoned, Laura still couldn't bring herself to look at it. Finally, however, she lowered her arms from her eyes and asked, "Aren't you going to attack me?"

    Graz'zt shook his head. "It takes such an effort of will to bring Primal Demon Animus into this world that I can't attack with it on the turn I summon it. For that reason, I must end my turn."

    Laura exhaled and got back to her feet, drawing a card. "I switch both my monsters to Defense Mode," she said, "set a card facedown, and end my turn." As her monsters knelt, they huddled together, the Command Knight hiding her face against Gearfried the Iron Knight's armor.

    The Argent Palace shook as Animus took in a deep breath, its eyes shining. Graz'zt drew, put the card into his hand, and then ordered, "Primal Demon Animus, unleash your Nightmare Chains and attack the Iron Knight!"

    The unholy being extended those long, spindly arms, the four chains raising and drawing back. The ends exploded into sharp, four-pronged pincers, and one of them shot forward at Gearfried...

    "Activate Negate Attack!" Laura shouted, hitting the button on her Duel Disk nearly hard enough to break it.

    A transparent wall sprang to being as Animus's chain came forward. It passed into the wall, and then emerged behind Laura, clipping her arm and knocking her to the ground again. On hitting the ground, it threw chips of stone everywhere. With a frustrated roar, Animus withdrew its chain, arms crossed before it.

    "Since I have no other choice, I end my turn," the demon muttered.

    Laura drew, noting what she'd drawn. It's one of the cards I got at Scry... She studied her hand and frowned. I have nothing that can even slow that bastard down, so I'll have to take a gamble on this one.

    "I summon Double Pinaska in Attack Mode!" she eventually declared.

    Two machetes slammed into the ground, and then a very flamboyent man sprang down from the throne room's ceiling. He had Spanish features, slicked-back black hair, and a thin mustache. Grabbing the machetes off of the floor, he spun them in his hands, pointing one defiantly at the Primal Demon Animus. (1,500/1,000)

    "Foolish Laura, I can kill that Spaniard without a second thought," the Demon Prince noted.

    Shrugging, Laura said, "I'll end my turn, then. Go ahead and try."

    Graz'zt drew, and then set a card on one of his Monster Zones. Insurance, he thought. "I'll set this monster in Defense Mode, and then... I accept your challenge. Primal Demon Animus, attack the Double Pinaska with Nightmare Chains!"

    Here we go! Laura thought. Aloud, she yelled, "Pinaska, I'm activating your ability now!" The machete-wielder nodded.

    Raising up another of its chains, the primal creature howled, throwing the chain forward. The warrior clanged his blades together and stepped forward, crossing his weapons in front of him. The chain slammed headlong into the crossed blades, and then the Double Pinaska flashed, and his muscles seemed to expand...

    And then, with one mighty shove, the warrior hurled Animus's chain back, smashing a hole in the roof of the Argent Palace as the chain hit the ceiling.

    One of Graz'zt's six-fingered fists clenched as he snarled, "What in the name of Darkness was that?"

    "Double Pinaska's ability," Laura replied. "Once per game, he can negate a single attack. No matter how potent that attack is, he can bring it to an end."

    Those green eyes glowed as the demon muttered, "Your turn."

    Drawing another card, Laura thought, No! That's not what I need... I only have one chance left now. "I set a card facedown and switch the Double Pinaska to Defense Mode." Content, the machete-wielder knelt down. "That's my turn."

    "And as you enter your End Phase," Graz'zt replied, "I activate the Trap Card known as Coffin Seller. This will deal you 300 points of damage every time one of your monsters goes to the Graveyard."

    The long-forgotten facedown card flipped up behind Primal Demon Animus, and an elaborate headstone appeared next to the demon.

    "Now I draw," he continued. Looking at his draw, he slid it into his Duel Disk. "I'll set this card facedown, and then flip my Night Assailant into Attack Mode."

    A short, furtive man in black robes that concealed his face stood up, wearing blades on either one of his wrists. (200/500)

    "Oh, crap," Laura muttered. "Okay, which one of my monsters are you going to destroy?"

    After a moment's thought, Graz'zt replied, "I hate order, so I'll bring an end to the life of your Command Knight..."

    A cloud of smoke concealed the Night Assailant, and then he flashed into being in front of the Command Knight, driving both blades into her heart. She gasped, and then her eyes glazed over, and she slid backwards off the blades before shattering.

    The elaborate headstone on Graz'zt's field crackled with purple energy, and a bolt of it shot into Laura's stomach, causing her to gasp as her Life Points fell to 6,000.

    Holding out his hand, Graz'zt intoned, "Primal Demon Animus, nothing stands in your way now! Spill the blood of Gearfried the Iron Knight with your Nightmare Chains!"

    For the third time, the primal creature held out its hands, and a chain rose before it. The chain launched forward, extending its prongs. But this time, the chain tore into the front of Gearfrield's armor, lifting him off the floor. Once inside his armor, the prongs closed, and the knight stiffened, blood dripping from the point of impact.

    The chain then withdrew, its head stained red, and the Iron Knight fell and shattered. The headstone on Graz'zt's field sparked again, and another bolt of energy hit Laura, her Life Points dipping to 5,700.

    As he laughed, Graz'zt noted, "Every time Animus destroys one of your monsters, it may attack again! So take your revenge on the Double Pinaska, Animus!"

    Another chain wheeled around and launched forward, those wicked prongs shining in the light of the Abyss. This one's target was unarmored, and so nothing stopped the cruel points from digging into the Double Pinaska's flesh. They dug in, and he feebly tried to tug them out before collapsing and shattering.

    The headstone flashed a third time, and Laura shook as a burst of energy hit home, sending her to 5,400 Life Points.

    "Only one target left, Animus," Graz'zt said. "Whatever it is, it cannot stand up to your might. Bring it down with your Nightmare Chains!"

    The third chain descended into view, and it launched out at the facedown monster on Laura's field. The card turned over, revealing it to be a little warrior armed with a naginata and dressed as a daimyo. (1,200/1,000)

    This is it... Laura thought. A coin appeared in her hand and she tossed it skyward, declaring, "When Sasuke Samurai #4 fights one of your monsters, I flip a coin, and if I call it right your monster is destroyed! Heads!"

    The coin spun in midair even as the chain neared impact... and then the coin bounced off the chain, landing at the Sasuke Samurai #4's feet.

    It was heads.

    Spinning his weapon, the little feudal lord knocked the Nightmare Chain aside, leapt up, and hurled his naginata into the very heart of Animus...

    ...but another chain swung in front of it and shattered the weapon in mid-flight.

    Laura blinked, asking, "How did that happen? Is your monster immue to destructive effects?"

    Graz'zt shook his head, lifting his Duel Disk to reveal that the only monster on his field was now Night Assailant. "You have successfully destroyed Primal Demon Animus in game terms... but foolish Laura, you forgot something. Animus isn't just a monster, or even a Card of Night. It's an actual, living demon."

    To confirm it, Animus let out a mighty roar, shaking all sixty-six pillars of the Argent Palace.

    "And I was expecting a stunt like that," the Demon Prince continued, "so I kept this card in my hand. In my second Main Phase, I activate the Magic Card called Fulfillment of the Contract, bringing Primal Demon Animus back from my Graveyard for only 800 Life Points!"

    Graz'zt's Life Points dropped to 2,300, and Animus brought its chains to bear again, roaring in victory.

    "But that's it for my turn," he finished.

    Laura drew, nearly dropping her card. She adjusted her brastraps again, and then slid a card into her Duel Disk, muttering, "I set this facedown... and end my turn..." She then shut her eyes.

    Graz'zt drew, setting his card into his Duel Disk. "I play the Magic Card called Tribute to the Doomed. This lets me destroy one monster in play, and all I have to do is discard one card." He took the last card in his hand and slid it into his Graveyard, saying, "At this point, what use would I have for a Twin-Headed Wolf, anyway? Discarding it to destroy that Sasuke Samurai #4 seems a fair trade, don't you think?"

    Funeral wrappings burst up from the ground, entangling the body of the Sasuke Samurai #4. The little warrior pulled against them, up to the point where a number of them grabbed his head and twisted it too far. There was a loud crack as his neck snapped, and then the wrappings dragged him underground.

    Even as the headstone shot her with another burst, sending her Life Points to 5,100, Laura yelled, "I activate Scapegoats!"

    Holding up his Duel Disk, Graz'zt tapped one button, replying, "In turn, I activate my Magic Drain. Unless you have a Magic Card to discard, you won't be getting any sacrifical lambs."

    All that Laura held in her hand were two monsters. Her knees shook, and she whispered, "I can't."

    The demon snapped his fingers, and Laura's card exploded into a thousand pieces. "Better, perhaps, that it failed," he said. "Had it succeeded, Animus merely would have had to tear its way through an army of goats to get to you. Remember its effect..."

    He's right, Laura thought, biting her lip. That creature can attack again every time it kills a monster. Nothing would stop it from getting at me - which makes my facedown card useless, because it would just let it deal more damage!

    "Night Assailant," Graz'zt was saying, although Laura didn't pay attention, "attack our foolish Laura directly."

    The cloaked assassin barreled forward and stabbed Laura in the thigh. She didn't feel it, nor register that her Life Points now read 4,900. Her eyes were focused entirely on the Primal Demon Animus.

    As he prepared to give the order, Graz'zt noted where Laura was staring. He smiled as he said, "Feel honored. Aeons have passed since the last time it killed a living being. And you won't stay dead forever - you may spend eternity as my slave, but it's an eternity where you're not dead, at least, hmm?"

    There was no response.

    "I see talking to you at the moment is wasted breath." The demon sighed. "Primal Demon Animus, attack her directly with Nightmare Chain."

    Animus howled, and one of its chains lowered into view, pointed at Laura. The arms gestured, and the head of that chain split open, exposing a smaller spike within it. A moment passed, and then the spike shot out.

    It hit Laura at the base of her ribs, causing her to cry out as it smashed through her sternum. The spike then emerged out of her back, barely missing her spinal cord as it shattered the nearest vertebrae. On exiting, the spike opened up into a four-pointed grapple, whereupon the chain rewound.

    Even though she fought it, tugging on the chain impaling her, the sheer momentum was too much, and Laura was reeled up into the original chain, barely missing its prongs. She struggled for breath, her extremities already going cold. Her Life Point counter clicking to 900 was a minor concern at best.

    "I wouldn't suggest that," Graz'zt said as he watched her. "That chain is all that's keeping your lungs in one piece." He paused, and then sighed. "If you insist..."

    The spike closed up and Animus flicked its chain, throwing its victim across the floor. She hit the ground with a crack and a splat; it took a few bounces before she settled, each one leaving a red mark on the floor.

    When she finally settled, Laura tried to think. This proved impossible. The spike had left a clean hole through her body, starting under her breasts and ending out her back, and her lungs were shredded; breathing was nearly impossible. Her limbs began to twitch and her eyes locked straight ahead as shock set in. A pool of blood formed around her and spread at a disturbing rate.

    "They say death, in the end, is painless," Graz'zt said as he watched the young woman die. "I couldn't tell you. I've seen thousands die, and caused most of them to, but having never died myself I couldn't tell you. What I can tell you is this - even if you don't die right now, this duel is over."

    Laura couldn't even hear him.

    Concluded in the next post...
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    Continued from the last post:

    Gerald sank to his knees in front of the hotel room door. He'd spent ten straight minutes hurling himself into it, and now he couldn't feel his shoulder. One hand was bleeding from his attempts to punch through the wood, and his entire body was drenched in sweat.

    "Laura..." he whispered. Seconds before, he'd felt a sudden burst of pain, and then nothing. Whatever was happening to her, it was almost over now... and not in her favor.

    A wave of disgust washed over him, and he reached for his discarded Duel Disk (he'd dropped it during his attempts on the door in order to avoid damaging it). He then roughly yanked his deck from its slot and fanned it, finding one card in particular - the white-bordered Heaven's Sphere. Tugging it out, he glared at it.

    "What use are you?" he said, flicking the picture with his forefinger. "When I dueled my father, you were perfectly happy to attack him. But now Laura is in more danger than any of us have experienced since I dueled Jacob - a duel you did nothing to help me with, I may add - and you just sit here. 'Heaven's Gift'... you're a heavenly white elephant. If the Light had anything to do with you, you'd be saving her life..."

    He tossed the card over his shoulder, and it fluttered to the door - and then disappeared in a flash of light on touching it.

    Scrambling to his feet, Gerald stared at the point of contact, and then looked to the door itself. "Maybe I spoke too soon?" he asked himself.

    0000000

    In a distant country, the old man with frizzy white hair had settled on a bench to collect his thoughts. He suddenly looked up, blinking a few times, and then smiled.

    "The Light has arrived," he said. He exhaled, and then said, "E-everything will be all r-right now..."

    0000000

    "I end my turn," Graz'zt said, watching as Laura began to convulse. "And you have one minute to act before you forfeit your turn and the duel ends."

    Needless to say, Laura didn't respond. She couldn't even hear him anymore.

    And then the room began to grow lighter, as if the sun were rising. The Abyss didn't have a day/night cycle, and thus Graz'zt had no clue where the light was coming from. He looked around... and then saw that the Primal Demon Animus was beginning to inch back, fright on its hideous face. A hint of fear ran through Graz'zt.

    The light grew brighter, and brighter still, and then Graz'zt shouted, "What is this?" as it became too bright to see...

    0000000

    Follower of the Light!

    To Laura's shock, she could hear this. She sat up... and to her further shock, there was no longer a hole through her body. The cuts inflicted by the Primal Demon Animus's chains were gone as well. To her slight annoyance, however, she was still only in her underwear. The throne room of the Argent Palace was missing, replaced by a glowing white void.

    Follower of the Light, can you hear us? the same voice asked.

    "Yeah," Laura replied, shifting onto her knees. "But what am I hearing?"

    A figure emerged from the void - a golden sphere, surrounded by lesser orbs. Follower of the Light, the Chosen has asked us to aid you, it said. We shall do so, for you are a true warrior against the Darkness. You have worked hard to emerge from what you were, and now we shall aid your attempts to remain what you are!

    The redhead narrowed her eyes, saying, "Don't even start talking about my past, got it?"

    Our apologies. Several of the lesser orbs gathered together and glowed brightly, and when the glow faded they were replaced by a dark-skinned man in yellow robes, carrying a crystal staff. At the staff's head was a ball, and inside the ball was a red circle containing a mysterious pattern.

    "What's that?" Laura asked.

    The man replied, "This is a sacred artifact. Every thousand years there is a battle between good and evil known as the Reckoning. Almost two thousand years ago, I, Obrimos, battled against a spawn of Chaos known only as Skorne. This is the Soul Savior, the weapon I used to bind and destroy Skorne himself."

    Blinking, the young woman said, "Wow. Say... are you letting me borrow this?"

    "In a way. The actual artifact no longer exists in physical form. But as powerful as it is, Animus made a mistake by allowing Graz'zt to make that Card of Night." Obrimos held out the staff. "I can lend you our power, a way to manifest the Soul Savior once more in the physical world. Do you accept?"

    Less than a second passed before Laura nodded and said, "I do. Please..." She touched the staff. "...help me."

    Follower of the Light, we grant you our power!

    0000000

    And then the light died down, and Laura stood upright before Graz'zt, her wounds banished. She snapped the top card off of her deck, which had begun to glow.

    The demon rolled his eyes, even as the Primal Demon Animus regained its composure and bent forward, chains waving. "When will the Light learn not to meddle in the business of others?" he groaned.

    "Never," Laura replied. "I play my own Pot of Avarice, by the way."

    As the ridiculous jar descended, five of Laura's monsters appeared overhead - the Command Knight, Gearfried the Iron Knight, Sasuke Samurai #2, Obnoxious Celtic Guardian, and Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke.

    Perhaps it was a trick of the light, but five of the soul jars flashed, and then other spirits were standing with her monsters. Menardi, minus her cybernetic qualities, stood alongside the Command Knight; Jean-Vic Viper admired Gearfried; Fuu, blushing, sat next to the Sasuke Samurai #2; Mi'Hen glared daggers at the Obnoxious Celtic Guardian; and a tall, bandaged man who had to be Sentinel was in place beside the Ninja Grandmaster Sasuke.

    "I'm guessing Ogre wants nothing to do with me?" Laura asked. Sentinel's spirit shrugged, and then the monsters and their counterparts vanished before the jar shattered. Two cards, one of which was glowing, floated into Laura's hand.

    "Next," she continued, "I activate Call of the Haunted, bringing back a monster I kept in my Graveyard. Even if you ate his soul, you can't keep him gone. Return, Zombyra the Dark!"

    Several tombstones appeared on Laura's field, and the floor erupted as a bone-covered fist smashed its way up through it. The fist was followed by its owner, and Zombyra the Dark now stood on Laura's field, glaring at Graz'zt. (2,100/500)

    "It will take ages to fix that floor," the demon groaned.

    "Keep your mind on what's happening right now," Laura said, holding up her next card. "I call forth my strongest monster by playing a Ritual Magic Card of my own - the Black Luster Ritual!"

    A black altar rose from the ground in front of Laura. Over it hung a shield and two crossed swords, and two braziers sat on either side of it. Zombyra took his place on one.

    "By offering Zombyra the Dark and the Marauding Captain from my hand," Laura said, "I can summon the Black Luster Soldier to the field. I'll lose 600 Life Points to your Coffin Seller, but since I still have Life Points, it's moot!"

    The other brazier was now occupied by the Marauding Captain, and he solemnly nodded to Zombyra. The two braziers lit, and fire consumed them both

    As the fire died down, the figure in black armor strode out from behind the altar. He claimed his shield and sword from over the altar, and then stepped onto Laura's field, flexing his arms. Those cold blue eyes met Animus's, and neither looked away. (3,000/2,500)

    Putting his six-fingered hand to his mouth, Graz'zt chuckled. "I congratulate you on breaking his curse," the demon said, "but what can he do?"

    "He could win the duel by killing your Night Assailant, for one," Laura said. As the demon gasped, she grinned, continuing, "But since I have the chance, I'll win the duel and rid reality of Animus at the same time. I play a Heaven's Gift!"

    Damn the Light! Graz'zt thought as he saw the white-bordered card. There's no way she had Pot of Avarice, the Black Luster Ritual, and a Heaven's Gift on top of her deck, and she was going to die before drawing them anyway! And people say the Darkness is unfair...

    "I equip the Black Luster Soldier with Holy Weapon Soul Savior!" Laura finished.

    A circle of light appeared in the center of the Dark Duel's circle, and the crystal staff rose from it, shining with its own light. Just seeing it made Graz'zt sweat and Animus moan with what could only be fear. The Black Luster Soldier took it in hand, and a smile crossed his face.

    Noting Graz'zt's reaction, Laura said, "I see you know it."

    "That... that's the weapon that destroyed Skorne," the demon replied. "How could the Light do this to us?"

    With a shrug, the young woman replied, "You brought out a Card of Night as powerful as Animus, you left the opening yourself. Now... In essence, the Holy Weapon Soul Savior turns the monster equipped with it into a Mirage Knight. They gain the Attack Points of whatever monster they attack, but they're removed from the game afterward." Despite every instinct, Laura yawned as she concluded, "It's a good thing I only need one attack."

    The Black Luster Soldier shut his eyes, and his armor slowly turned from black to gold as he tightened his grip on the Soul Savior. Graz'zt took a step back, running into his throne, and the Primal Demon Animus drew its chains back.

    "Black Luster... no... Gold Luster Soldier," Laura said, "slay the Primal Demon Animus with Blade of Holy Might!"

    Twirling the Soul Savior in his hands, the newly-christened Gold Luster Soldier pointed it at Animus. The symbol within it flashed, and then an identical symbol drew itself around the primal being; try as it might, the massive demon couldn't even move anymore. No longer needing it, the soldier set down the Soul Savior, picking up his sword again. (3,000/2,500 - 7,000/2,500)

    The soldier now walked up to Animus, hefted his sword, leapt in the air and sliced down through the demon, his blade leaving a glowing trail. He then sprang back before diving forward, slashing through the bloated body.

    For a moment, Graz'zt couldn't see anything wrong with the Primal Demon Animus. But then the light intensified, and parts of Animus began to bulge, as if something were trying to get out. The skin broke, and a beam of light shined out. More light burst into view along the lines of the Gold Luster Soldier's strikes, and it shone from the demon's mouth. Animus let out a scream...

    ...and then exploded into a thousand pieces, knocking Graz'zt back into his throne. His Life Points dove to zero.

    There was a click as Laura's Duel Disk shut off, but Soul Savior sat on the floor at her feet. She knelt, picked it up, and jabbed its end into the floor.

    All six of the soul jars surrounding Graz'zt began to crack, even as the circle of the Dark Duel faded away. The cracks spread, and then there was a small tinkling noise as the jars burst into tiny pieces of glass, swept away by an errant breeze.

    Freed from their confinement, four of the balls of light disappeared, returning to their bodies. Two of them hovered, and then flew out the window.

    "Where are they going?" Laura asked as she watched them leave.

    One of Graz'zt's hands halfheartedly rose as he replied, "Their bodies are dead, unlike the other four, so the souls go wherever they were supposed to go. How should I know? I merely collect souls, I don't judge them..." He then looked up, those glowing eyes faded. "You could have just defeated me... But no. You had to destroy one of the most powerful symbols of demonic will that ever existed. Animus was tied to this game by my Card of Night. When you killed it, you killed it for good..." The demon chuckled despite himself. "You bear less mercy than I do."

    Laura ignored the comment, stalking forward with the Soul Savior still in her hand. Unbidden, her Image rose up behind her, Kanan the Swordmistress drawing her sword as she stalked along with her host.

    "What are you going to do?" Graz'zt now said with a snort. "You may have won the Dark Duel, but I'm still a demon. You can't do anything of lasting harm to me in a Dark Duel; the Darkness protects its own. Even that Soul Savior can't kill me; it's not a real weapon, just an illusion of one..."

    Raising the Soul Savior and turning the staff's point towards the demon, Kanan raising her blade, the young woman replied, "I wasn't planning on killing you, anyway."

    She then drove the staff down, impaling Graz'zt under the ribcage as Kanan's sword impaled his spirit. "This is what I choose!" she shouted. "You will be impaled like this until a Chosen of the Light draws this weapon from you - until that time, you will be frozen, unable to move or think, and no other demon shall even be able to approach you! Let's see how you like being run through!"

    The demon's eyes widened, and he grabbed the Soul Savior, tugging on it. "Damn you!" he cried. "This isn't right! This is the sort of thing that happens to archdevils! You little-"

    A circle of light burst around Graz'zt, cutting off his complaints and screams, and the Soul Savior grew to an intense glare. When it all calmed down, the circle still surrounded the demon, although it shone far less brightly. Graz'zt stared blankly into space, one hand still around the staff in his chest, no signs indicating there was still life in his body.

    After taking a moment to observe her handiwork, Laura asked, "Can I get out of here now?"

    Unseen by her, a spirit faded into being behind the young woman. It was a tall man with dark skin, dressed in yellow sorcerer's robes. He smiled, moved his hands before him, and silently chanted...

    0000000

    And then she was back in the room at the Minneapolis Hilton, standing between the bed and the television, her Duel Disk on her arm. The TV was still on, and from the looks of it, Chief Morimoto had run into trouble with one of his soups. She turned it off and looked down, noting she was still just in her underwear.

    Something slammed into the door, and she recoiled, fearing one of Graz'zt's minions had slipped through. Inching to the door, she checked the knob, and then pulled it open, ready to spring back.

    Gerald nearly fell on her, having apparently leaned on the door. He took a step back, almost blushing as he looked at her. "Oh... Laura..." He then did something she never thought he could have done - he grabbed her shoulders, looked into her eyes, and cried out, "You're alive!"

    Instinct, relief, and what was left of the young woman's fear overwhelmed her. She returned the cry with one of her own: "Gerald!" Digging both hands into his collar, she yanked him into the room, slammed the door shut with her foot, and kissed him.

    Even though he was afraid she might slug him at any minute, Gerald had to admit it was a pleasant surprise. His arms wrapped around her, and he kissed Laura in return, keeping her close.

    The kiss broke, and she looked up at him through half-fogged eyes. "I... I'm so tired..." she murmured, and then she fell limp in his arms. A moment later, she gently snored.

    It proved easy for him to carry her to the bed, since she was a great deal smaller and lighter than he was, and so Gerald tucked her into it, unhooking the Duel Disk from her arm. One card was still stuck in it, and he tugged it out, eyebrow raised. Holy Weapon Soul Savior? he thought. Is this what Heaven's Sphere is in her hands?

    The card then turned blank, and a second later, he was holding his own Heaven's Sphere again. Still confused, Gerald tucked the card back into his own deck (back in its protector, itself back in his pocket) and headed for the couch...

    ...until he heard whimpering. The lazy young man looked over his shoulder and saw Laura, reaching out and making the noise.

    "What happened?" he queried, not expecting an answer. He then untucked the sheets and slid in next to her, setting her Duel Disk on the floor next to the bed. As he got within range, Laura slid her arms around him and cuddled in, still asleep.

    One of Gerald's arms slid around her, and he returned the cuddle, soon falling asleep himself.

    0000000

    Ulysses awoke on the floor of his bedroom, getting back to his feet. He fell over onto his bed, breathing hard, and wiped off his forehead. "It's over now... blessed be that." The older one-time Chosen took a deep breath, shaking on the exhale. "It wasn't the Reckoning, but damned if it didn't feel like it." And soon he was asleep once more.

    Across the city, in Lucifer's home, the phone began to ring, and the Beloved of Fire stepped out of his bedroom, grabbing it off the kitchen counter on the fourth ring. "Hello?"

    In a pay phone elsewhere in the world, the frizzy-haired old man asked, "Is it over?"

    "Yes," Lucifer said without even asking what. "Ze demon is defeated, and Laura has emerged victorious."

    The old man sighed, saying, "Good... I was worried when the battle faded away. I'm too old for this..."

    "You're retired now, old friend. Zis matter is outside your sphere."

    "I know, but old habits and all that." He sighed. "I merely wished to confirm the situation. That girl, Laura... she reminds me of Franscesca in many ways, but with a wilder heart and less patience. Both of them practically embody the virtue of Fortitude."

    "I noticed zat myself," Lucifer replied. "Of course, zeir cardinal vices are different - Laura is Wrath on two legs, while from how you described her, Franscesca seemed to suffer more from Pride."

    "Perhaps... I'd best let you sleep. Good evening, Lucifer."

    "Good night, Maitre Merlee." Hanging up the phone, Lucifer let himself smile. Immortals rarely make long-term friends, but there was still a soft spot in his heart for Merlee. We should meet again sometime, he thought. He isn't immortal anymore, and we haven't met for casual purposes in... a hundred years or so.

    0000000

    For Degas and Alexander, the realization of Graz'zt's defeat was like the fall of a guillotine. After a moment's pause, so that Alexander could make sure Bethany was safely in bed, the two began the long, foot-dragging walk through the doorways and into the pillar room.

    Three of the pillars were broken and shattered, laying in pieces on the room's floor. Only one still stood: the westernmost one, on the side where the sun set. The man in green and the man in black stared at it, and then Alexander asked one last time, "Must we?"

    "The demon is gone," Degas replied, pushing his sunglasses back up. "Your girlfriend lost. Jean-Vic and Menardi are probably cowering in a spiderhole somewhere in the West Side. None of the Darkness Infected could do a damned thing, whether or not we gave them part of the Dancing Mad. The specialists all failed. We don't have any more choices."

    Nodding, Alexander swallowed hard and said, "But... the Pillar of Death? Can we trust he won't turn on us the instant we wake him up?"

    "He has reasons not to, but even if that wasn't the case, it's a risk we must take. Now be quiet. I have to break the lock." Taking the orb that he called the Dancing Mad from one pocket, Degas set it against the pillar, revealing a spiderweb of energy lines on the surface. He then pushed, and the orb sank into place. "Open, seal against the Darkness, and let free that trapped within," he chanted.

    The lines withdrew, and the pillar stood unencumbered. Taking deep breaths, Degas and Alexander set their hands on it and concentrated, Hand of Darkness and Dark Conduit together.

    A moment later, they turned and left. "How long will it take?" Alexander asked as they stepped through the door.

    "It will be done by daybreak," Degas replied.

    "Not nearly long enough..."

    A chip fell off of the Pillar of Death as the door shut behind them.

    DARK ARENA
    Type: Field Magic Card
    Image: A gigantic, shadowy arena.
    Effect: While this card is on the field, both players must attack with all monsters they have in Attack Mode during each of their Battle Phases. If you do not control a monster with "Fiend" in its name, your opponent chooses the target of each attack.

    PICADOR FIEND
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 4/DARK/Warrior/1600/0
    Image: A demonic horseman riding on an equally demonic mount, holding the reins with one hand.
    Effect: If "Dark Arena" is in play, this monster may attack your opponent's Life Points directly.

    BANDERILLO FIEND
    Type: Effect Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 3/DARK/Warrior/900/900
    Image: A long, snakelike demon, with a cruelly-spiked head.
    Effect: When this monster is Summoned (including Special Summon), destrony one monster on the field, regardless of position. This monster cannot attack the turn it was summoned.
    Note: The above three cards were used by Titan in the GX episode "A Reason to Win". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode. The Defense Points listed for the above monsters are an assumption; the real DEF was not shown.

    ALTAR OF MISTS
    Type: Continuous Magic Card
    Image: An altar in the middle of a misty field.
    Effect: On the third End Phase after this card is played, destroy it and add one Ritual Magic Card from your deck to your hand. Your deck is then shuffled. This card cannot be destroyed by any card effect other than its own.
    Note: This card was used by the Big Five in the original series episode "Merger of the Big Five, Part 2". All creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

    LOVELY FIEND MARILITH
    Type: Normal Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 6/DARK/Fiend/2400/0
    Image: A creature with the body of a beautiful, six-armed woman above the waist and a snake's tail below, carrying six swords.
    Flavor Text: Despite her beauty, this monster is among the cruelest, most wicked fiends in all of the dark realms.

    BLOOD WAR STRATAGEM
    Type: Normal Magic Card
    Image: Dark Master Zorc and several Lesser Fiends discussing strategy over a map.
    Effect: You may only activate this card when you control a face-up Fiend-type monster. Choose one Fiend-type monster on your field and draw one card for every two Level Stars of the chosen monster. You may not draw more than four cards by this effect.

    SOUL RIP
    Type: Normal Magic Card/Card of Night
    Image: Dark Balter the Terrible ripping a man's soul out of his body.
    Effect: You may only play this card on Main Phase 1 and before you summon a monster. Destroy one face-up monster on your opponent's field and increase your Life Points by the combined original ATK and DEF of the destroyed monster. On the turn you play this card, you must skip your Battle Phase, and you may not summon or Set any monsters (including Special Summon). If the monster has a connection to your opponent's soul, this effect damages their spirit as well.

    GLASYA, DUCHESS OF DESIRE
    Type: Normal Monster Card
    Statistics: Lv. 4/DARK/Fiend/800/2000
    Image: A beautiful woman with bat wings, small horns and a forked tail, in a skimpy leather outfit.
    Flavor Text: This attractive female noble of Pandemonium delights in seducing mortals and consuming their souls.
    Note: This card was first played by Peter in Brian Corvello's "Yu-Gi-Oh Jr.: The Mandate of Heaven". All creative credit goes to him.

    SUNDERING THE DEMON'S CHAINS
    Ritual Magic Card/Card of Night
    Image: A demon with a flaming battleaxe breaking several black chains; in the background, the chains lead to a hideous, shadowed figure.
    Effect: This card is used to Ritual Summon "Primal Demon Animus". In addition, you must also offer monsters whose total Level Stars equal 10 as a Tribute from your hand or the field.

    PRIMAL DEMON ANIMUS
    Ritual Monster/Card of Night
    Statistics: Lv. 10/DARK/Fiend/Ritual/Effect/4000/3500
    Image: A collossal demon, with a bloated body, long arms ending in cruel claws, and a fishlike head; it wears giant, crudely stitched skins and is wrapped in chains, four of which rise up around it.
    Effect: This monster can only be Ritual Summoned with the Ritual Magic Card, "Sundering the Demon's Chains". In addition, you must also offer monsters whose total Level Stars equal 10 as a Tribute from your hand or the field. If this monster destroys a monster your opponent controls in battle, it may attack again this turn.

    HOLY WEAPON SOUL SAVIOR
    Type: Equip Magic Card/Heaven's Gift
    Image: A shining crystal staff with an odd red symbol floating within it.
    Effect: The equipping monster's Attribute becomes LIGHT if it is not already. When the equipping monster attacks, increases its ATK by the original ATK score of the targeted monster. Remove the equipping monster and this card from the game at the end of the Battle Phase in which the equipping monster attacked. This card ceases to exist if it leaves your control or you are unconscious.

    DARK KING OF THE ABYSS
    Image Effect: "Call to the Abyssal Horde" - Instead of drawing a card during your Draw Phase, you may instead search your deck for a Fiend-type monster and add it to your hand. Your deck is then shuffled.

    Coming next chapter: It's early in the morning, and Sol Kilkarn's quest for atonement has led him to a priest. Unfortunately, the priest is Father Young, who has orders to defeat Sol and return him to the fold of the Darkness. Sol has adjusted his deck, and now it contains the power of artificial life... but what good will it do against the might of the Heavens themselves? Before the sun rises, Father Young's reasons for his hypocrisy will be revealed... I call it Chapter Twenty-Four, "In the Name", and it's coming up next.
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    Default Re: Yu-Gi-Oh: Tilting the Balance

    Well, that was certainly... graphic.

    Not as scary as I thought (thankfully), buts still warranting an R-rating nonetheless.

    OK, Animus was scary as Hell (so to speak), Laura was... pretty brave, I'll admit - not unbelievably so, but not a total coward either. I was glad to see Merlee make a cameo or two, and the duel itself was one of your best yet.

    Keep up the good work.

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    Default Re: Yu-Gi-Oh: Tilting the Balance

    Chef Morimoto had run into trouble with one of his soups.
    So she was stopped on Iron Chef America before the demon grabbed her. IRON CHEF FTW!

    Yeah, that was graphic, but I've seen worse. I was freaking out when Laura was disembowled by that thing(which looks like the Aeon Anima from FFX - and here people go ripping me for making pop culture references ), but in the end, she was saved by the Light. Nice duel, and nice punishment for that demon. As for the spirits, I'm glad that four of them will go to heaven.

    Looks like the final Pillar's coming out. I can't wait to see what happens. Looks like Gerald and Laura are now lovers now.

    Keep up the good work, Paradox.
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    Ever wonder what it'd be like if a person who could barely speak English were to rom-hack one of the Pokemon games, replace the characters, plot, and Pokemon with ones of his own creation, while at the same time making a terrible mockery of the English language as a whole?

    Of course not. Because that'd suck really, really hard. Unfortunately, even though you didn't think about it, this guy did.

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    Default Re: Yu-Gi-Oh: Tilting the Balance

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    and here people go ripping me for making pop culture references
    Oh, that reminds me...

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    Buried under a pile of his socks was a small cheesecloth bag, containing bones from a chicken. His son's family had eaten the chicken a month ago (he himself was a vegetarian) and given him the skeleton, which he'd cleaned and saved. Some of the bones were marked with potent runes, carved into their ends.

    Taking a wooden bowl from atop the dresser, Ulysses sat on the floor, opened the bag, and dumped the bones into the bowl. He lowered his left hand into the bowl and began to stir the bones about, shutting his eyes as he concentrated. I have three questions, he thought as he stirred. Who caused this feeling, why has it come to this world, and who brought it here?

    It soon felt right, and so he scooped the bones out of his bowl and tossed them with both hands, watching them fly through the air. They hit the floor, some of them bouncing, until finally all settled into place.
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    Default Re: Yu-Gi-Oh: Tilting the Balance

    Well, Laura has done what only the mad archmage Zagyg has done before - get the better of Graz'zt the Dark Prince. It was graphic, but it was also exciting. I was truly scared a few times. I'm proud of you, Jason.

    I don't have much to say, but hopefully, the three main characters will get to take a break for a few chapters, and the supporting cast can shine.

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