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A girl stared at the card in her hand. She read the name aloud, "No.96 Black Mist…?"

She tilted her head. This girl had red eyes and matching red hair. She was 14-years-old and a duelist. She smiled, "Oh well."

The figure on the card seemed to move but she passed it off as her imagination. She was at the park when this card had appeared. She stared at the card for a second before putting it into her extra deck. She didn't use Xyz monsters but she supposed she could keep this one, wherever it came from. She felt a weird vibration. She blinked before she saw something glowing. It was coming from within her deck-box. She was surprised, "What the-"

She didn't finish her sentence because something, or someone, appeared before her. It was the same being from the card! He, she could tell it was a 'he', had a pigmentation of black. Where his eyebrows should've been, there were weird marks. There were other marks on his body but they were green. He had spiked up black hair and two dangling earrings. He was so alien-like to the girl. He had no clothes on but his parts were blurred off by a cloud-like substance.

'What?!' the girl thought. She was half-scared and half-confused.

The being smirked maliciously at her but he could not resist the curiosity that came upon him. His smirk dropped and he looked around like a little kid who was first seeing the world. After scanning everything, he looked back to the girl. He saw the scared look on her face, "What's your name?" he asked with an edge to his voice.

The girl blinked, that wasn't what she was expecting. Nonetheless, she still had some manners. She met the gaze of the being, "My name is Ami."

The being stared at the girl for a while, he was trying to figure out if he should do something or not.

Ami blinked, "And you?"

"And I what?" questioned the being.

Ami noticed that this being's confusion was genuine. She smiled, "What is your name?"

He stared at her but answered, "Black Mist. It's on my card, is it not?"

Ami blinked, she had forgotten. She wasn't even sure how this was even possible. She took out the number card and held it out, "This?" she asked, but she knew the answer.

"You're stupid," said the black being so blatantly, she fell.

She got back up and pouted, "I'm not stupid! I might be crazy though. I mean, you're, I don't know, an alien! How is this even possible?!" She gestured to Black Mist. She held her head, "I'm losing it!" she whined.

"Losing what?" asked Black Mist, tilting his head, "What have you lost? I'll help you find it if you don't lose my card."

She raised an eyebrow, is this guy serious? And she had to keep his card…? Ami looked at his card once more and spoke, "How are you out of your card? That's strange and I don't know why I haven't fainted yet."

The black being closed his eyes. He remembered he had a mission, he was a piece, but…he reopened his eyes. "You're the bearer of my card," he answered plainly.

Ami tilted her head, "And…?" These things are supernatural. It was strange.

"It would seem, since you are the bearer of my card, you have the ability to see me," said Black Mist as he looked around.

"What do you mean?" asked Ami confused.

Black Mist looked back to the girl, "Look around, Ami."

She complied and saw that everyone around her…didn't seem to see Black Mist. Some were actually giving her funny looks before going on their way. She didn't like the looks a lot, but she now believed this person. Maybe she had gone crazy but it doesn't matter. She grabbed Black Mist's hand, "Let's go somewhere more private," she spoke.

She dragged him away from the more public section of the park. Black Mist was staring at the hand touching his in confusion. He then looked back to the girl. He thought she was okay. She is his card holder so he has to watch her. So far, she seems all right, to him. He then stared around as he was dragged. He was very intrigued by his surroundings and this girl named Ami.

Ami stopped when they got to a place in the park where there wasn't any people. She sat on a bench and let go of Black Mist's hand. Black Mist was a bit confused and tried touching the bench. Both he and Ami were shocked when his hand went through it. Black Mist stared at his hand and Ami stared there too.

Ami was confused. Hadn't she been holding his hand a minute ago? She held out her hand to try it out, "Black Mist, try touching my hand," she requested.

Black Mist had nothing to lose. He was curious himself. He held his hand out and held the girl's hand tightly. When she winced, he let go. "Is something wrong?" he asked puzzled.

"No," answered Ami as she retracted her hand, "You just held my hand too tightly."

Black Mist stared at Ami's hand. He wanted to learn how to do it properly. Ami noticed and held out her hand, "Want to try again?" she asked.

Black Mist didn't answer but lifted his hand and held hers with less force. Black Mist felt a small swell of pride for himself when he saw that Ami had smiled. He nodded, "Observation #1: When someone smiles, you feel better."

Ami blinked, "Observations?" she asked. She then smiled. It felt nice to make Black Mist feel a little better.

"I need to keep track of this," explained Black Mist, "I've never seen this place before. I need to make sure I won't be caught by surprise."

Ami nodded, "I suppose that makes sense. You are an alien, or something, after all."

"Alien…?" questioned Black Mist curiously.

"An alien is…" Ami thought of a way to explain, "Um, an alien is someone that is not from here. He or she is different, they're unfamiliar to us and it's the same thing to them. You must think I'm an alien, I'm not like you."

Black Mist took that in, "But I'm not an alien. I'm a part of an alien's memory," said Black Mist.

It was Ami's turn to be puzzled, "Pardon?" she asked. She wondered what he meant by 'part of an alien's memory'.

"Would you like me to explain?" asked Black Mist, happy that he had gotten this girl curious.

Ami nodded, "If you'd like to, Black Mist."

Black Mist then started his explanation, "There are ninety-nine number cards. Then, there is the original. His name is…I'm not completely sure, I am not that memory. The original number had come from a different world, the Astral World. When he had arrived, his memory was scattered into ninety-nine pieces. Thus, the ninety-nine number cards. I suppose I should explain the memory I am. I am the memory of a small part of his mission."

Ami was fascinated. She then asked curiously, "And that would be?"

Black Mist closed his eyes before reopening them, "I can't tell you the mission but…it involves your world. The Astral World and your world are…sort of enemies, I suppose you could say. That's all I know."

"Or that's all you can tell me," suggested Ami and she hit the nail on the head. She smiled though, "Thanks for explaining that. But…wouldn't that mean the original is collecting the number cards? Will that mean he will come for you?"

"You see, the only way to collect a number card, is to win a number duel," explained Black Mist, "Only duelists have number cards, of course. And, without a doubt, there are numbers everywhere. You may not face the original but there is a good chance you will duel against another number holder."

Ami looked up at the sky, "That's so much to take in…"

Black Mist followed Ami's gaze and stared at the sky too. He then looked around them. He tugged on the girl's arm. Ami blinked and turned to Black Mist, "What is it?" she asked.

Black Mist glanced around, "I've answered your questions. Can you answer mine?" he asked.

Ami nodded happily, "Of course. What do you want to know?"

"Many things but I should start with this," said Black Mist and Ami stared at him patiently. Black Mist smiled, "Will you be my partner?"

Ami smiled back, "Of course," she answered happily. She held out her right hand, "Shake on it?"

"Shake on what?" questioned Black Mist confused.

Ami giggled, thinking his confusion was cute, in a sense. She used her left hand to take Black Mist's right. She put both Black Mist's right hand and hers in the handshake fashion. She smiled and shook their hands slightly, "This is called a handshake, Black Mist. When you make a deal, this is how you make it official."

Black Mist understood and shook Ami's hand with more force than he should have but Ami didn't mind. Black Mist nodded, "I understand now."

Ami smiled and brought her hand back to her side, Black Mist doing the same. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship," said Ami.

"Friendship?" questioned Black Mist.

Ami was going to have to get used to this. She stood up and put her hands behind her back, "It means a bond, Black Mist."

"Then I do think this is the start of our bond," agreed Black Mist.

The beginning of this! I know some of you have been asking me to bring this back so now it's back and (hopefully) active.