Rise of the Draconic Warriors
Chapter One – Raymond Cornwell
Raymond Cornwell, an average seventeen year old boy, he had short, dark brown hair, a medium build and wore baggy jeans and a brown jacket over a white singlet. He was the type of person that if you saw him walking around town, you would forget him instantly, even if he walked past you the very next day. The only thing that made him stand out from some of the other residents of Domino City was the Academy issue duel disk that he wore on his left arm. He was a duelist, one that had recently graduated from the Duel Academy, but unlike his classmates Jaden Yuki and Chazz Princeton, he went by unnoticed. Nobody knew or cared that he'd scored in the top 5 at Duel Academy and that he'd been 2 people away from becoming the King of Games. All his past achievements meant nothing to the people of Domino. So it was that Raymond Cornwell walked around Domino City, barely noticed, and made his way to the Annual Battle City Tournament, the ABC, for his third time since graduating from Duel Academy. He had come fourth the year before, losing to some, now famous duelist who toured the world making millions. Just this once, Raymond wished that he could be noticed, maybe even walk down a street and have some one say "Hey, you were in the Semi-Finals, good job." But after a life of invisibility it felt like that day would never come.
Raymond entered KaibaCorp's ABC registration building and signed up. He knew the rules for losing, forfeit your rarest card. He looked at the three pouches that hung on the side of his belt. The first one held his deck in it. The second carried his fusion cards and his side deck and the third pouch carried all the cards he managed to win off other duelists. He had accumulated so many rare cards he could make a deck solely out of them, but he never used them. He preferred his own cards, he had a weird feeling towards using other people's cards, like it wasn't really him dueling.
"Wow," the receptionist exclaimed, looking at Raymond's history, "I didn't recognize you as last years fourth and the year before's seventh. Your pretty good, though, maybe you should think off a new outfit." The receptionist looked Raymond up and down, "Yeah, that outfit doesn't really stand out, I mean, think of Seto Kaiba and Yugi Motto, they stand out so well you know." He finished the registration, and handed Raymond a locator card. This year they needed ten to get to the finals. Raymond left the store, thinking about what the receptionist had said about his clothes and decided to go to clothing store. Maybe a new set of clothes would make him more memorable when he walked down the street, it was worth a try.