Alrighty, I just started rewatching Yu-gi-oh GX, and I had an itching to do a fanfic on it. All there is to it.

"Talking"

"Thinking"

Duel information

If there are cards in this that weren't kicking around at GX, forgive me.

()-()-()

They say that those of us with pedigrees in the world of Duel Monsters are spoiled brats. I've been hearing lines along those for my whole life, and I have to admit, they are very true. I've come to terms with the fact that I only have the incredibly rare cards that I have due to my family owning a large amount of Kaibacorp, Illusion Industries, and several other dueling-related company shares, and I know that my entry to Duel Academy can easily be bought through threats.

However, I was entering this school under my own power. With my cards, I will enter this school, request the lowest ranked dorm, and ascend to be the best duelist, all while bearing the Slifer colour of red.

Do I sound cocky? Well, that's for good reason. I own two very powerful, very destructive decks. At the private school my family sent me to, I was top-dog, king of the castle, all because I built a couple decks. Yeah, I'm ready!

"Enough of the prep talk, Scott!" I thought to myself, as I was staring at myself in my mirror. I had just got up a few minutes ago, and was trying to calm myself down. I don't know why, but I was nervous. It's not like people would recognize my name, as my family only holds shares, doesn't fully own companies, and there is no way in hell I can lose. Maybe it was the meeting new people aspect?

Doesn't matter. I have a school to take over.

So, I brushed my ear-length grayish brown hair into something respectable, gave my childish fourteen year-old face a wake-up slap, and bolted out the door, grabbing my two decks on the way.

I forgot to say bye... Oh well, Duel Academy, here I come!

()-()-()

Lines. Lines everywhere.

I've been waiting a total of twenty minutes to take my entrance exam. While waiting was fine, the fact that we had to wait outside in the sun was just painful. Seriously, the exams were being hosted in a large, air-conditioned stadium that could hold literally everyone here, why did we need to suffer?

Regardless, I was finally at the front of the line, and in front of the security officer.

"Name," He said, bored.

"Scott Lupen," I replied. No need to waste his time with introductions, I figured.

The security officer looked back to two girls who were looking through a list of applicants. They nodded, and the guard let me through.

The inside of the building was, as I predicted, air-conditioned. Oh, did that cold air feel nice. Before I could fully appreciate the cold air, however, a P.A. system blared to life.

"Scott Lupen, report to arena number two for your examination," The mechanical system said.

Well, straight to the point it is. I grabbed one of my decks, not remembering which of the two is was, and headed towards the arena. On my opposing side was a professional-looking man wearing a black suit.

"Well kid, you don't look like much of a duelist! Did you get lost on the way to the park?" The man taunted. Lovely, an asshole.

"Let's duel, you walnut," I said insultingly, and expanded my Duel Disk. I then loaded the deck I chose at random into it.

TURN 1

Scott 4000 LP

DA Tester #2 4000 LP

The man sucked his teeth. "Fine by me, kid. I'll go first, my draw!" He looked intently at his cards, then made a grin as he slapped down a monster. "I summon Battle Ox, in attack position! I'll also throw a few cards on the back-burner, and end." Three face down cards appeared between him and his Battle Ox.

"Before you do, I activate the token spell, Scapegoat!" The four adorable Sheep Tokens appeared on my field in defense positions, all with zero attack and defense.

Battle Ox 1700/ATK 1000/DEF

TURN 2

Scott 4000LP

DA Tester #2 4000LP

I looked intently at my Sheep Tokens, then back at my hand. The deck I picked could not have made this funnier. "My draw then! First," I declared.

Sheep Token (x4) 0/ATK 0/DEF

"Sheep Tokens? You can't even tribute summon with those, you foolish kid. Don't worry, I'll let you surrender."

I grinned. "Not a chance, pal, because now I activate to ritual spell, End of the World! I tribute the four level one Sheep Tokens on the field, and the level four Des Feral Imp in my hand, to ritual summon Demise, King of Armageddon! Rise, lord of the apocalypse!"

A hand reached out from the ground, grabbed the Sheep Tokens, reached toward me, and grabbed the vile-looking reptile, and dragged them down under the floor. After a moment, a large fiend emerged from the ground, dressed in black armaments, and wielding a deadly axe.

Demise, King of Armageddon 2400/ATK 2000/DEF

"A Ritual monster first turn!? Impossible!" The man shouted, outraged.

"That's not all!" I replied. "I activate Demise's ability! By paying two-thousand Life Points, I can destroy all other cards on the field! Demise, take my sacrifice, and put it to good use!" I yelled. This deck I was using for my exam was my Ritual deck. My absolute favourite type of monster, Rituals...

Scott 4000LP - 2000LP

Demise placed his hand on me as my Life Points drained, and proceeded to fire four thin red beams at Battle Ox, and the tester's face down cards.

"No! Battle Ox!" The man cried.

"Not just your cards that I destroyed, but all of your life points are going to go!" I yelled confidently.

The tester laughed at that. "I still have all my Life Points! Even if I do have an empty field, you have no way of ending me in a single turn!"

I didn't supply a retort. Of course I know I can't summon much. However, I can special summon. I took a spell card in my hand, and placed it down. "I believe you know exactly what Monster Reborn does, correct? Because I'm using it to bring back Des Feral Imp to my field!"

The very famous revival spell caused a glowing circle on my field, and from which, the reptile I called forth emerged.

Des Feral Imp 1600/ATK 1800/DEF

"Now, Des Feral Imp, attack him directly!" I yelled. I already did the math; this was a perfect kill.

My green monster ran a zigzagged line toward the tester, and slashed at him with its vicious claws.

DA Tester #2 4000 LP - 2400 LP

"W-wait, twenty four hundred left? That means..." The man mumbled in fear.

I grinned. This was going to be my first FTK in a couple months. "Yeah, you got beat on my first turn. Demise, put him out of his misery."

Demise, one of my best cards in this deck, walked over to the tester, raised his mighty axe, started to swing... And just kicked him in the ribs.

The tester flinched at Demise's kick and fell over, confirming his loss.

DA Tester #2 2400 LP - 0 LP

Winner: Scott

"Perfectly executed, kid," The tester said, dusting himself off as he rose to his feet. "That one turn kill was professional grade. Welcome to Duel Academy."

()-()-()

While I did enter Duel Academy on my own power, I had my influential dad pull some strings that moved me from Ra Yellow, as only prep-school kids got into Obelisk, to the lowly Slifer Red. So, instead of moving into the blue-themed dorm my skills deserve, or the homely yellow apartments, I was shoved into a triple bunked room. Thankfully, I was the first one there among my roommates.

Tossing my suitcase onto the top bunk, I went to take out my Ritual deck, when I heard a quick yelp. Looks like I wasn't first.

"Oi! The hell mate?" An Australian accented voice complained. I looked up to who I assumed was my roommate. A deathly pale face bordered with a stupid amount of bushy brown hair popped from over the edge of the bed. "Was tryin' to catch some sleep, couldn't ya' see that?" He asked, and tossed down my luggage rather abruptly, smacking me in my face, and knocking me to the ground.

I picked myself up and dusted off my red blazer. "Clearly not," I replied, and placed my luggage on the bottom bunk. I then looked up at my roommate. "My name's Scott Lupen. Yours?"

"The name's Mitch. Mitch Price..." Mitch paused a second after replying, furrowing his brow. "Aren't you the guy that did the FTK on a tester? Why are you in Slifer?"

And the question I didn't want to answer. Perhaps I could make up a reason.

"I lost half of my Life Points in a single turn for a risky move, meaning I get put in Slifer," I lied.

()-()-()

For the next hour or so, while waiting for our third and final roommate, we talked about strategy, dueling archetypes, and different combos, until the mention of another Slifer came up.

"You know, you weren't the only Slifer to have some major skill at exams," Mitch said. "I watched as this one other guy took down the Doctor Crowler with some cheesy hero deck. Some good battling there."

I nodded. We were both on the ground, crossed legged at this point, and facing each other. "Yeah, I think his name was Jaden. He's got some real potential, beating someone with a Dueling PHD." I paused, thinking back to Jaden and Crowler's duel. Not only did Jaden overcome that Ancient Gear Golem's sheer ATK, but used those points to beat Crowler with that Wingman - Skyscraper combo.

There was a pause before Mitch pulled out a duel mat. "Duel me. I wanna see exactly how an FTK player duels," Mitch challenged. And I never turn down a challenge.

I grabbed my other deck, the non ritual one. "I'll duel you, but it's going to be with my other deck." I grabbed my own duel mat from my bag.

Mitch nodded. "I'll go first, my draw."

Turn 1: Mitch

Mitch 4000 LP

Scott 4000 LP

"First, I'll summon Neo, the Magic Swordsman in attack position."

Neo, the Magic Swordsman ATK/1700 DEF/1000

"I'll place one face down, and call it a turn."

Turn 2: Scott

"My draw. I'll summon Masked Dragon, in attack position."

Masked Dragon ATK/1400 DEF/1100

Mitch chuckled at my move. "Heh, maybe Slifer is the dorm for you. Neo has more attack points."

I grinned at his comment. "Oh, I know that, which is why he won't be alone. I activate the spell card, Polymerization!" I placed the spell on the mat with a confident smirk. "With this, I fuse my Red Eyes B. Dragon with my Summoned Skull, both in hand, to bring forth the almighty B. Skull Dragon!"

I took the powerful fusion monster from my Fusion Deck, and placed it on the field in attack position, and sent the fusion materials and Polymerization to the grave.

B. Skull Dragon ATK/3200 DEF/2500

"Next, I'll have B. Skull Dragon attack your monster," I declared.

"Not so fast, mate. I play the trap Negate Attack. Your monster's attack is cancelled, and your battle phase is ended," Mitch countered confidently.

That trap always manages to get on my nerves. "Tsk. I'll place two face-downs, and hand it to you.

Turn 3: Mitch

"My draw then. I'll use Monster Reborn, and bring your Summoned Skull from your grave to my field," Mitch announced. I handed him the powerful Archfiend, and he placed it beside his Swordsman in attack position.

Summoned Skull ATK/2500 DEF/1200

"I'll have your Summoned skull destroy Masked Dragon," He announced, and gestured between the two cards.

"Not so fast, Mitch. I play the trap Mirror Force, which means all attack position monsters you control are destroyed," I replied to the attack. I grabbed Summoned Skull and placed him on my graveyard, while Mitch did the same with Neo to his grave.

Mitch sighed. "I'll place a face-down, and call it a turn."

I nodded. "My draw. I play my face-down trap, Red-Eyes Spirit. This trap allows me to bring back one Red-Eyes monster, excluding Red-Eyes B. Chick, from my graveyard, and I choose the classic, Red-Eyes B. Dragon." I took the card from my grave and slapped it down on my field. "Next, I'll use the Mystical Space Typhoon in my hand to destroy your face-down," I said, pointing at the card. Mitch grimaced, as the card I destroyed was another Negate Attack. "Red-Eyes attacks, and B. Skull Dragon finishes you off."

Mitch 4000 LP - 1600 LP - 0 LP

Winner: Scott Lupen

A new, unfamiliar voice made itself known. "Well, that was one sided as hell," a feminine voice said dryly. I turned my head in order to look at the newcomer.

Standing over me was an olive-skinned girl, accompanied by a stupid amount of long, spiky yellow hair that reached her knees. Barber's are going out of business, I figured.

"And you are?" I asked, but received no reply as she climbed up to Mitch's bunk... And tossed everything off.

"Oi!" Was the only response Mitch cried out, as his bags, duel disk, and a particularly dirty novel flew over the edge, smacking him promptly in the face.

"The name's Joan Angelica," She announced, and peeked her head out from over the bunk. "And I'm stuck you the both of you as roommates."

What.

"The girls' rooms are the floor down," I said, and placed my Red-Eyes deck back in its holster. Joan still hasn't moved from the bunk.

"There was no more space, except for here, so I'm now the big boss," Joan replied, and disappeared from the edge of her, formerly Mitch's, bunk.

Well, stranger things have happened.

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The two decks Scott uses are called Insatiable Apocalypse (Demise, Ruin, Relinquished) and Crimson Eyes (Red-Eyes archetype, Tyrant Dragon muscle)

If I mess up on rulings, or timing, let me know.

Exeunt.