Diclaimer: I own neither Yugioh or Young Justice. This idea was not possible without the input of blue-hart. So much thanks gots to go that way.

Chapeter 1- The Game…

Conner "Superboy" Kent kept his eyes on Wally "Kid Flash" West, Robin, and Kaldur in front of him as the group of young heroes strolled through Happy Harbor Spring Festival. Artemis and Robin intermingled between the group and the various stands doting the streets. Megan "Miss Martin" Morse alternated between standing as close to him as possible to trying to drag him away to the Ferris wheel. Conner didn't know why he didn't go. Contrary to popular belief, Conner did know about sex and the means that humans go to court another. Wally and Kaldur also presented an actual courtship he could observe. The genomorphs had only briefly mentioned that relationships existed where both members were of the same gender but any other information on them was incomplete.

Watching the altantean sway the speedster was an eye opener. The flirting continued until the red head had realized how serious the leader was. Instead, the teen had started to blush and stutter. He had a hard time looking the darker teen eye to eye. But the clone paid extra attention to the water bearer and how absolutely enamored he seemed. He looked at Wally with such heat and desire. Desire Kaldur didn't even try to hide. Conner could smell the pheromones coming from the two, mingling and merging, steadily. It wasn't a bad smell, just different.

At the school as Conner Kent, numerous guys and girls, desired him, hungered for him. At first, it was frightening and he had to constantly remind himself that Conner Kent was also Superboy and that they couldn't hurt him. It wasn't as bad after a few weeks but that didn't stop how uncomfortable it all made him. On his teammates, the smell was…nice. It seemed to be growing more natural as time went on; as if together their scents were better than they ever were when they were apart.

Thinking on it like that made it make sense. It helped him rationalize why he didn't want Megan or some other student at Happy Harbor High. He wanted what Wally and Kaldur had. He wanted to be courted, to be cared for and wanted for more than being Superboy or Conner Kent. He wanted someone who made him blush and stutter and desire. He wanted a Kaldur of his own, who'd look at him with heat and love. Megan always looks on with desire and awe, like she can't believe he's actually there. But Conner was very real; he knew that, the team knew that. Artemis stopped eyeing him long ago, used to his presence but Miss Martin always saw him as some new specimen come to life. It…bothered him. A lot.

If it wasn't for that look, he could see himself giving in to her wants. He could see himself convinced that he likes her, that he desires her. Conner can see himself being her prince to her princess. But that wasn't possible. Not with Wally and Kaldur showing him another option. And he wanted that other option, wanted to be so overwhelmed by someone's scent that it'd bring him to his knees.

So he kept his senses open, always. He didn't want to miss his chance. He didn't want to be alone. Just because Superman didn't want him, doesn't mean no one does. The team wants him, likes spending time with him. His temper is better and he's getting the hang of working with a team. But, the Man of Steel's rejection stung something deep, it scared a piece of Conner so completely, no one truly realized the effect it would have on the clone. For all that Conner looked sixteen and thought like a teen, his soul was so very young and fresh and infantile. It sung a tune only a few could hear and not even Conner, himself, knew that it was there.

"Hey Meg," Artemis catches the martin mid-sentence about some gossip or other. Conner wasn't really paying attention. "We need one more for the water game. You up?"

"Ummm…" Megan looks at Conner, eyes hopeful. He tries not to wince. He doesn't know how or why she thinks he's interested.

"I'll be fine." He answers anyway and looks away. He looks for an escape, he needs to get away.

"Oh," she seems to physically wilt, "Sure Artemis…let's go."

The archer says nothing about the tension between the two. But she does send Conner a glance full of something he can't understand, disappointment, maybe? Robin is already at the booth, paying for the three of them.

"Hey Con?" Wally's cheeks slowly grow red. "Me and Kaldur wanna go ride the Ferris wheel. Do you mind…if we, kind, I mean…"

"It's fine. I want to explore anyway." He reassures and the bright smile the speedster shoots him makes him feel a bit better. Wally was always hopeful and happy. While Conner might be jealous, and wasn't that an emotion that surprised him, he was also deliriously happy for his friends.

"Sweet! You're the best!"

"My thanks, my friend."

The pair walks off into the crowd and as soon as they're out of sight, Conner makes his escape. When the other three return from their game, Megan looks dejected and one step away from crying. Artemis tries to reassure her.

"I'm sure they went to get something to eat. Especially with Wally's appetite."

"We should move on. We're at a Fair. We should be having fun. I'm sure the others will tell us all about their time. So, let's go!"

Robin usuries the girls into following the crowd and away from the direction he saw Conner hurry to. He knew something was bothering the clone and that being constantly surrounded or stalked by Miss Martin didn't help do anything but push him away. Robin didn't want to lose his friend over something like one girl's affections. He just hoped Conner returned to them, feeling better and less likely to fly off the handle. Even Robin had to admit, being pressured by the same girl every minute of every day, he just might do something reckless.

When Conner had finally stopped, he was standing in the park. There were families picnicking, and playing games like Frisbee and baseball. The clone sits on an empty bench, closing his eyes, soaking up the sunlight and letting the chatter of the nearby families wash over him.

He doesn't stay relaxed for long. All of a sudden, something wet slides along his cheek. Jerking to the side and wiping his face, the clone turns to glare that the offender, already sure it's a dog. He's only half right. Conner freezes at the creature before him. It looks like Wolf, Conner's newest pet, only this animal has a massive diamond pressed into his chest. Smaller diamonds adore his paws and the area around his bright clear eyes. The white coat is sleek, well groomed and with intricate blue designs starting from his diamond chest trailing out to the rest of its body. It was the size of a draft horse, towering over Conner by a good foot or so. It just sits there, non-threatening. It continues to stare at Conner and Conner stares back.

"You're not normal." The teen says at last. No one else seemed to mind that a massive white wolf was sitting in their mist.

"…Come…" a low voice whispers in his ear. The wolf tilts its head slightly to the side before getting up and walking away.

"Wait. What?" In his shock, he stands and follows.

The creature passes people and places. No one raises a fuss and Conner is beginning to think that it's because no one can see it. Not one person even glances at the wolf. Oh plenty of people look Conner over, paying special attention to how his black shirt hugs his body and the way his cargo pants move with his hips. But it's as if the wolf doesn't exist at all. When the animal enters a building with banners and posters, then disappears in front of him, he knows he's not going crazy. He's a minute away from pulling his comm link when he actually takes a look around.

There are posters of creatures and monster adorning the hall. There were booths and kids and teens and adults, buying and selling. There were cards everywhere. People were trading and talking and Conner can see a couple playing cards on a table not far from him. But also amongst them were monsters, actual monsters and no one seemed to care. Were they like the wolf? Conner's question was answered when a group of friends walked through one standing next to a table. They were everywhere, shadowing certain people, or remaining at a table. Some looked to be waiting for something or looking for someone. It was so strange and Conner tried to take everything in.

"Where am I?"

"The world of Duel Monsters, of course." Someone answers.

Conner quickly turns to the speaker. The man is taller than the teen. His silver locks cover one eye and his suit is a deep purple, expensive and clean. The man smiles at Conner like they're old friends. Several guards surround him so Conner assumed he must be important. Floating near the man's shoulder was an opened book with a medieval looking town popping out of it. It had the words, "Toon World" written as a title on the cover.

"Who are you?"

"Oh how precious. A new mind to inspire. I am Maximillion Pegasus the creator of the card game Duel Monsters. And you are?"

Pegasus leans in just a bit, interested in the teen who seemed to be trying to look at everything at once and who also watched the space over his shoulder rather intently. The same space where Pegasus knew his familiar, Toon World, kept watch. If this boy could see the spirits of Duel Monsters, then he had to be something special.

"Conner."

"Conner…?" he trailed off, silently asking for a last name. He needed to know all there was to this boy.

"Kent." The clone answers, "Conner Kent."

"Well, Conner-boy," Pegasus smiles, "You are currently at the Happy Harbor Duel Monsters Convention. It is here where duelist and collectors trade, duel, and advance their own skills and collections."

"And Duel Monsters is…?" Pegasus continues to smile.

"Duel Monsters is a card game that was played in ancient times and is currently played internationally. It is a game which utilizes strategy, effects, and even magic. Care to try your hand?"

"I-what?"

Conner doesn't know why but a part of him is excited and scared. He's never played before. Not really. He's trained and fought but playing? Full on playing was dangerous because he was Superboy. He couldn't do that…could he? But another part was bothering him. What kind of game was it that it was played by ancient civilizations?

"There are plenty of card battles happening around the convention. The people here are usually very open about showing off or giving advice. If you have any questions, you can simply ask anyone."

Conner glances around at all the people. He knows the man isn't lying because he can see a couple of kids walking someone though the basics of the game and he can hear them describing what some of the cards do.

Pegasus watches the boy look around, taking in his posture and his stance. He looked like someone who was used to fighting. He also had to have training with how he carried himself. But the billionaire also noticed how the teen's eyes would linger on the families dotting around the massive floor before quickly moving on.

So powerful, Pegasus thought, and yet, so lonely…

"There is also a tournament in a few hours." He said to grab the boy's attention, "you don't need your own deck but the prize is a rather unique deck of cards and a brand new duel disk."

"Duel disk?"

Pegasus just smiles again. Duel Monsters hadn't really taken off in the West due to the political and social climate. There was also the large number of hero and villains that always seemed to drag the public's attention. In fact, Pegasus isn't surprised by how little the West actually knew about the rest of the world. Despite everything that's occurred with Dartz and the Millennium Items, the world went on, oblivious and ignorant. It was almost sad, really. It was only now, after the dangers of the Shadows have settled, that the West appeared to be catching up.

"Ahh, yes. America is actually behind in technology no matter what anyone tells you. A duel disk is a portable holo projector that truly brings Duel Monsters to life. But that will come later. Sign up for the contest. Try it and if you like it, why not enjoy it?"

"I guess…" Conner looked at the table that Pegasus gestured to, uncertain.

"There is no harm in trying. You have nothing to lose. So, go have fun Conner-boy."

"Sir, we should get going."

"Oh, all right. I do hope to see you in the competition, Conner-boy. Bye-bye now!"

With that final farewell, the man leaves. Conner stands there, unsure, before making his way to the group of kids he had seen earlier. The game is slow going but it allows Conner the opportunity to catch on to the mechanics. There are spell cards to help the monsters. There are trap cards to defend against spells or other traps. Monsters are a way to fight your opponents and attack. Monsters or spell card that are destroyed are placed in the "graveyard", a pile for the "dead" so to speak. The monsters split into four categories: Normal, Effect, Ritual, and Fusion. Certain monsters need a tribute of other monsters to be summoned and the first person to make their opponent's life points hit zero wins. Some games are fought with four thousand life points and some with eight thousand.

"Hey," the kids look at a Conner in surprise and with trepidation. He knows he can intimidating so he hurries on. "Can you teach me to play? I'm new…"

They brighten up and immediately bring him closer to the table. One of the kids, Michael, has a fox with its tail on fire sitting on his head but Conner makes sure not to stare or look to long. He lets Conner practice a match with his deck and the clone makes extra sure to handle the cards with care after noticing how well cared for they are. Michael's deck mostly has fire elements so Conner tries to capitalize on that, boosting the monsters on the field while also leaving traps to keep Jerry, Michael's friend and who's deck is a bit mixed, from summoning more than two monsters.

Conner uses his powers to try to see through the cards and finds that he can't. That revelation sends a thrill through his veins. Then he really begins to relish the game.

"I summon, Flamvell Firedog," Conner places his final card on the monster space, "and attack your life points directly so…"

"You take my life points directly down to zero. Jeez, you're good!" Jerry exclaims, "You sure you never played before?"

"Never. But I did see you helping your friend out before."

"That combo was wicked awesome, too!" Michael' eyes are wide, "I never would have thought to spam any of my Firedog's effects like that! And then to finish with the last one, just, wow!"

"Your deck's pretty balanced so that helped a lot. At least, it was balanced enough to help me win."

"Thanks Conner!"

"Yeah, it was fun. When you get your own deck, come back to play with us."

Jerry and Michael were pretty good kids. Conner found himself smiling at them before walking away. He felt really good. The card game was the first actual activity that he's taken up. He didn't do sports at the school because he could hurt someone. But here, he didn't have to worry about that. It was refreshing to try something new without someone on the team or the League pressing it in his face. Even though the two boys said he was good at the game he really wanted to challenge himself. He remembered the contest Pegasus mentioned and made his way to the sign up table.

"Hope it's not too late." He whispers to himself.

As he makes his way forward, he glances over at some of the tables and wonders what kind of deck would suit him. Water elements reminded him too much of Kaldur and what about types? Would spellcasters work for him? He wasn't sure. He'd have to ask around.

"Is this where I can sign up for the competition?" Conner asks the attendant when he reaches the table.

"Sure is. Name?"

"Conner Kent."

"Really now?" There is a tone in her voice that Conner can't place but woman looks the teen over before nodding her head.

After a few minutes, Conner gets a number to pin to his shirt. Then he gets the rules and regulations for the contest. It's a roulette game. Each contestant gets two minutes to go through the deck they are given before battling. No one knows what deck they are getting until they are called. Winner goes to the next round and each battle starts at four thousand life points. The last duelist standing is the winner and receives Pegasus's grand prize.

Conner was so excited he knew if he had Wally's powers he'd be vibrating through the floor. As it was, he didn't have to wait long. The teen wasn't the only one excited. Pegasus was notified immediately when Conner entered his name and made sure to keep an eye on the boy's progress. A progress he was overjoyed he decided not the miss. Conner stumbled in the first few battles but always managed to win. After those few hurdles, his game style and strategy not only improved but got better as well. It was as if the teen was not only growing with each battle but also getting smarter. He no longer second guessed his decisions. He no longer looked to the proctors to ensure he wasn't breaking any rules. It was a beautiful transition.

When Conner finally reached the semi-finals, the billionaire was leaning forward in his seat just a bit. The deck Conner was using was similar in build to his own. He wondered how the boy would use it. He wasn't kept in suspense for long.

"I sacrifice one thousand of my life points to activate…" The clone places a magic card face up. "Toon World! And I'll sacrifice my Possessed Dark Soul to summon one Toon Dark Magician Girl."

Conner's opponent, a bubbly blonde green eyed girl named Samantha Turner, groans in despair. Pegasus couldn't help but smile at the other's misfortune. Conner's newly summoned monster has an attack of two thousand points, more than enough to take the duel. The only obstacle would be his opponent's Chiron the Mage with an attack of eighteen hundred. But Conner looked like he wasn't done.

"I also activate Monster Reborn to bring back Toon Gemini Elf and attack your monster." Pegasus looks to the score board to gauge where the duelists were heading point wise.

Conner LP: 1500/ Samantha LP: 1000

"That's it Conner-boy…finish this and go on to the final round…"

"Then I attack you directly again and win."

Samantha sighs but places her cards on the table and offers her hand. Conner takes it, mindful of his strength.

"Great game! You're good. Hope you win the final round."

"Thanks. Me too."

The other contestants finish soon after and Conner gets his first look at his new adversary. It's a teen with piercings in his eyebrow, ear, and cheek. He has black lip stick and purple liner on his face. He reeks of too much cologne, old dog and too much deodorant. He leers at both Conner and Samantha.

"Oh how gross." Samantha whispers, stepping closer to try and hide behind Conner's bigger frame. "Okay, now you really have to win. This guy doesn't deserve the grand prize. The pig."

"Definitely." Conner is more than determined to win, now. Making him uncomfortable was one thing but Samantha or Sam for short, didn't deserve to be ogled like she was the latest toy on display. She reminded him of Wally, playful and bright and vibrant. She was here to try to win an invitation to other tournaments, making it to the semi-finals was her original goal with winning as a bonus. Conner can't help but feel inspired by her drive, her enthusiasm for the game. And after making it to the finals, he has every intention of taking home that prize. "Know anything on this guy?"

"Names Ryan something or other, Cross I think, and his dad is some big lawyer. Anyway, this guy could get away with murder if he wanted. And he's a cheat too. So be careful, yeah?"

"Yeah…" A cheat, huh? Wonder if he plans on doing that with Pegasus watching.

The finals begin not long after. Two minutes were spent looking over his new deck, mainly dark types with a few beast and spell casters thrown into the mix. There were some nasty surprises in this one and Conner was already thinking up ways to hit his opponent where the piercings would really hurt, if he tried anything.

"Hey Kent was it? When I win wanna grab a bite? We could celebrate with my new toys and everything."

"How about I just beat your face in?" Conner kept his face as blank as possible but couldn't hide the annoyance from his voice. The other boy just kept licking his lips and running his tongue over his piercings. It made the clone want to rip the studs and hoops out. But he was trying to act like Robin and found it a lot harder to do.

"Oh! Fiesty! Niicccee…" He keeps smiling. It makes Conner really want to reach over and rip his jaw off.

"Begin!"

[Conner Lp: 4000/Ryan Lp: 4000]

"Since I go first, I'll place one monster face down in defense and two spell cards also face down." Conner focused on the game and what cards were in his hand while the creep across from him practically strips him naked with his eyes.

"So I'm going to summon Harpy's Brother (Atk/Def: 1800/600) in attack mode and one card face down. Then I'm going to attack." Conner flips the card to reveal the Mystical Elf (Atk/Def: 800/2000).

[Conner Lp: 4000/ Ryan Lp: 3800]

"Damn."

"My turn," Conner picks a card, "I play the spell card Card Destruction, pretty sure you get the idea."

"Tsh." The Goth glares at Conner but complies. Both players send their hands to the graveyard and then draw the same number of cards they threw away. Conner starts to smile.

"I summon Archfiend Soldier (Atk/ Def: 1900/1500) and then I use Monster Reborn to bring back Dark Magician Girl from the graveyard. I attack your monster with Archfiend and then again directly with my magician."

"Oh no, sorry babe. But no." Ryan flips a trap card, Negate Attack. Before he can continue to boast, Conner flips a trap card of his own, Trap Jammer.

"You've got to be kidding!" he growls at the clone.

[Conner Lp: 4000/ Ryan Lp: 1700]

"I place another spell card face down and end my turn."

"Finally," Ryan draws a card, "I activate two spell cards, Dian Keto the Cure Master and Pot of Greed." His life points increase by one thousand and he draws two extra cards.

[Conner Lp: 4000/ Ryan Lp: 2700]

"Then I summon Aqua Madoor in Defense mode. Place one card face down and end my turn." Conner draws a card.

"I equip Book of Secret Arts to raise my monster's attack and defense by three hundred. Place a monster face down in defense then attack." Ryan flips a trap.

"Mirror Force sends your fiend and your magician with its little book to the graveyard."

"I place one more card face down and then end my turn." Ryan picks up a new card.

"Okay. Now we're getting serious. I activate my trap card, Call of the Haunted, and bring back Handcuffs Dragon (Atk/Def: 1800/1800) from my graveyard. I sacrifice Madoor to summon Swift BirdMan Joe (Atk/Def: 2300/1400). I attack your face down card with Joe and then your life points with my dragon."

Conner flips his face down card, before placing his Obsidian Dragon (Atk/Def: 800/2100) in the graveyard.

[Conner Lp: 2200/ Ryan: 2700]

"My draw," Conner starts his turn, "First, I activate my spell card, Brain Control to take your Bird Man and sacrifice it for Summoned Skull (Atk/Def: 2500/1200). Then I activate my face down card, Axe of Despair, and equip it to my monster, raising its attack by one thousand points (Atk/Def: 3500/1200). And finally, I use my final face down card, Archfiend's Roar to bring back my Archfiend Solder."

"Whaat?!" Ryan's mouth drops, "No way! You've got to be cheating!" Ryan's voice pitches higher than Conner's ears like.

"Right," Conner scoffs, "like I'm going to cheat with the Proctor and Pegasus staring at us."

"But-but…" Conner cuts him off.

"I attack your dragon with my fiend and then finish you off with my Summoned Skull. I win." His opponent gives Conner a dark look while applause breaks out.

[Conner Lp: 2200/ Ryan: 0]

"I will get back at you for this." Ryan throws the table to the side. The cards fall to the floor as Ryan's heavy steps march away. Security already there to make sure he leaves. A squeal and a pair of arms are trying to squeeze the life out of him.

"You did it! You did it!" Sam lets go of Conner. "Know what this means? Know what? Huh? Huh? You get the grand prize!"

"Indeed, he does." Pegasus smoothly cuts in. One of his agents stand next to him with a silver case in his hands.

"May I present the winner of the First Convention Tournament, Conner Kent!" The creator of Duel Monsters claps his hands and soon others follow. When the noise dies down, Pegasus continues to speak.

"As our winner, Mr. Kent is entitled to a prestigious award." The agent opens the case and Conner feels his breath hitch. "A unique and one of a kind deck, a brand new duel disk, and two thousand American dollars."

The cash is strapped to the top of the case. While the disk and cards sit neatly on the bottom. The duel disk looks like an arm blade, silver, and complete with card slots and play spaces. He couldn't wait to try it. He couldn't wait to get back and go through his new deck either.

"I also want to thank all of the participants who competed today. Your prize is a complementary Duel Monsters Knapsack with a lovely number of boaster packs." As Pegasus says this, several attendants start passing out the bags to eager gamers.

"To the semifinalist, well…" the silver haired man glances in the direction Mr. Cross before looking back at his audience, "the semifinalist still present and our winner, will receive invitations to future competitions and tournaments at their discretion."

The crowd cheers and Conner can feel his own eyes becoming wider with every word. The agent closes the case and gives it to the dark haired teen. It takes all his willpower to stay still and not run out and back to the Cave.

"Thank you all for arriving today and I hope the rest of your days are spent in splendor." With that Pegasus takes off the microphone and turns to Conner and Sam.

"Well, here are the two but where is…ahh! Here she comes now. The other semifinalist."

Sam and Conner turn to greet the girl. She has a slender build compared to Sam's busty figure, with a beret on top of her red hair and wide rimmed glasses over hazel eyes. When she approaches the pair, she blushes and looks at her feet.

"H-hi! Um, m-my n-na-ame is E-erik-ka. I-I-…" Erika's stuttering got worse the more she talked. Conner and Sam noticed her breathing started getting shorter. Sam was quick to distract the girl.

"Well, hi, to you too! I'm Samantha or Sammy or Sam. Anyone's fine!" Sam leans into Erika's personal space just a bit and smiles. "That's Conner, he's nice, too. But I bet you're more excited to meet THE Maximillion Pegasus, huh?"

"I-I-I-"Erika takes a deep breath before speaking again but her voice is soft and just above a whisper, "Yes."

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you." Pegasus cuts in, "As I said before, I wish to personally invite all three of you to any future events dealing with Duel Monsters and to ensure that you are properly informed…"

Another agent approaches the group with another silver case. The case is opened to reveal four sleek silver touch screen phones. They were unquestionably expensive and top of the line, technologically. Each of the teens was giving one.

"But I already have a phone…" Sam says confused, "Not that I'm complaining. I mean this one is waaaaaay better…"

"These phones are automatically designed to update on the latest information on boaster cards, tournaments and duelist placement. You may sign up for competitions, view your own dueling profile, and keep track of who you're dueling against. You can of course use it as a regular phone. With no cost to you, provided you continue to represent Duel Monsters industry with the best of your abilities."

"Sa-weeeet!" Sam squealed, "It's a duel phone! And all we gotta do is make the game look good? Oh, don't worry Mr. Pegasus, we'll make it rock!"

Conner doesn't say anything about Sam's choice of words. But he did look over his new phone with a sense of awe. Previously, only Sphere and Wolf belonged to him, truly and completely. Clothes and food and shelter were provided but nothing else, not even his civilian name, was something he had looked forward to. Not school, not the parties or the classes. He didn't look forward to them but this…this made his blood race and his heart thump loudly to his ears.

He turned it on and had started up the profile app half way through Pegasus's explanation. It required only the most basic of information. He simply entered the same information as he had at the front desk. Fortunately, the app assured him that he wasn't required to have an adult's consent. When he was done, a preview of his page opened on the screen. It had his name, age, height, weight, and basic physical description. Conner decided not to place a picture just yet.

"Conner Kent." The teen looks up, "I do hope you enjoyed the game as much as I relished watching you play."

"I had fun." Conner says with a small smile.

"I'm glad. In that case, I look forward to seeing how far you decide to go." He turns to the girls, "The same goes for you lovely ladies. Ta-ta now!"

With a flourish, Maximillion Pegasus turns on his heel and walks away. The remaining phone is left in the now closed case and the agents and other men in suits follow the game's creator away. At once, Sam rounded on Conner and Erika.

"You know what this means? Huh? Huh? Its means you're duelists. You have to join me in tournaments from now on. Okay? You can't back out now!"

"I-I-I…um…s-sure?"

"Why not?" Conner shrugs, nonchalantly.

"Oh you say that now, big guy. But wait until you actually use that duel disk. You won't wanna stop!" Sam's eyes gleam mischievously, "I ordered one from overseas and it should be here in a few days. We can duel each other. Oh! Gimme your numbers. Wait how do we do that?"

The blonde quickly runs through her new phone. Conner and Erika glance at each other before looking away. They each fiddle with their own phones for a few seconds as the crowd started to mingle and disperse, flowing around the trio like a river or a tide.

"Okay, I got it. Wow. This is a lot more advance than your average phone. We don't actually need phone numbers, go figure. We just let our phone sync our profile IDs with each other and wha-la!"'

"S-so w-we n-ne-ed to c-com-p-plete a p-pro-f-file."

"Already done." Conner shows them his completed profile under a blank picture.

"Well, aren't you fast! Okay, now, you gotta give us a minute to do ours." Conner doesn't argue and the girls didn't waste times finishing a basic profile.

"Okay, now we chose to sync…"

On cue, the three held their phones to each other as the screens blacked out, with a spinning duel card spinning before a list appeared on their screens of the other teens' phones. Conner accepted the girls as friends on his phone before actually noticing the time. It's late. He has, maybe, ten minutes before the team thinks something happens to him.

"I've got to go. I'm late."

"Awww!" Sam pouts but just as quickly smiles, "Okay but you've got us synced so don't forget to chat with us okay? And it was really great meeting you, Conner!"

Sam opens her arms for a hug but doesn't step forward. The Boy of Steel can't help but bridge the gap and return the gesture. It was always weird with Megan or Canary. They always felt stiff and expectant. He hated that feeling, like he was supposed to follow some unspoken rule or wish. It was like being back at the lab and doing whatever the scientist wanted simply because they wanted. Sam didn't force the gesture. Conner got the impression that she was more asking and he just responded and it felt natural.

When Conner and Sam let go, a hand shyly offers itself to the clone. Its Erika, her face is flushed and she's looking at the floor.

"I-its r-r-reall-ly n-nice to m-meet y-you." Conner gently takes her hand and shakes it with care.

"Same. See you for the duel with Sam?"

"Mm hm." The red head nodded.

With his goodbye's said, the teen makes his way to meet the other with his prize case in one hand and his new duel phone in his pocket. Sam and Erika stay behind, with the blonde taking the beret wearing girl by the hand around the convention.

Holy Crap this is long! What was I thinking?

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