Yu-Gi-Oh GX: Sanctuary in the Sky

By: DarkStormNoD

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any other related property

Character Description

Name: Virgil Thompson

Age: 16

Height: About 5' 11

Appearance: Short Black Hair spiked, tan skin. (Think Sanosake from Rurouni Kenshin)

Chapter One- Life With No Home

As the doors to the school bus open a bunch of kids piled into the bus, a kid about 5'11 with short black hair made he way into the bus after being pushed around by a bunch of the people in front of him. He quickly scanned the seats on the bus, looking for one that wasn't vandalized by black marker with obscene picture on it. He quickly found an empty seat and threw his backpack in the seat and sat down.

The bus driving with her uncaring eyes quickly scanned the bus through the big mirror above her head. She took note that everyone was sitting and quickly disengaged the parking brake and began to pull off.

As the bus pulled off the short hair black kid looked out the window and let out a sigh.

Well, here we are Virgil another foster family who doesn't want me. He continued to look out the window as two girls behind him starting chatting it up.

"I hate my parents, can you believe they won't let me go to that concert?" The first girl stated while loudly chewing her gum.

"Yeah, sometimes I wished I didn't have parents so I can do what I want, you know," the second girl stated.

I wish I had parents to tell me I can't go to a concert. Somewhere I could call home. He gritted his teeth as he remember the conversation he had with his foster mother the night before.

Virgil was in his room finishing up his homework from the weekend when there was a small knock on the door.

"Come in," Virgil stated not picking his head up.

The door opened slightly as a slender women in her midlife walked in, "Virgil you got a minute."

"Sure Mrs. Robinson," Virgil stated looking up; he smiled at her. Out of all the foster homes he had been in Mrs. Robinson had been the nicest home he had been in.

"Listen," she stated as she sat down next to him.

"So what did he say?" Virgil asked a little comprehensive; Mr. Robinson had never liked Virgil from the day he moved in 3 months ago. He was as Mrs. Robinson put it a bitter old man.

"He said no," she let out a sigh.

Virgil quickly looked away from her. I'll never have a home of my own. He thought as she put her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, it's just," she let out a sigh. "I thought if I asked him when he was in a good mood me might have adopted you. You're a good kid Virgil, I feel like you're the son I was never able to have, but Mr. Robinson said no, and unfortunately-"

"I know," Virgil quickly cut her off, "Please if you could leave me alone," he rubbed his eyes.

"Yes," she quickly got up and walked out the room, before closing the door she turned to Virgil. "I also can't be you're foster parent anymore, he said this "experiment" was just to please me and he has grown old of it."

"Bastard," Virgil whispered under his breath.

"So next month my contract with the state is up, and he won't renew it, I'm sorry," she quickly closed the door.

Virgil started to feel the anger build inside of him. He slammed his fist down on his desk and watched his pencil sail off in the opposite direction.

"No one wants me not even my real parents," he stood up as everything around him started to go blurry, a small tear fell down his cheek as he jumped into bed and cried himself to sleep.

The school bus pulled up to the school as the bus driver opened the door as the kids started to make there way out. Virgil quickly made his way off the bus and looked around, he made his way over to his first class. His bus always dropped him off 20 minutes early but he didn't care, he reached into his backpack and put on his CD player and turned it on.

He quickly scanned through some radio stations until he found the one he was looking for.

~~We'll be right back after these messages~~ The radio announcer stated as his station went into a commercial break.

"Aw man," Virgil sighed as he continued to walk towards his class.

~~Attention Duelist~~

~~Are you a Duelist looking for a challenge, or a way to escape the boring day to day schoolwork. Talks to your parents about Duel Academy America, a fully boarded school for the Duelist in all of you, visit us on the web at…"

Virgil stopped dead in his tracks, "A fully boarded school, no more moving from school to school?"

Virgil burst into the door of his foster parents house and threw his backpack on the ground, which startled the maid who was dusting an awning.

"Master Virgil, watch yourself!" she quickly barked.

"Sorry," he stated as he bolted up to his room.

He made his way to his computer and booted it up, he opened up his browser and entered the address for the Duel Academy, and he began to read as much information as he could about it.

He made some notes about the school and decided he would as Mrs. Robinson at the dinner table tonight about the school.

Dinner at the Robinson's house was very formal, no one spoke to each other while they ate their three course meals.

Mr. Robinson was busy looking over notes for a case; Virgil didn't have anything against the man, except for the fact that he was a hard ass. He treated Mrs. Robinson with no respect and never looked at hi in the eye.

"So how was your day Virgil?" Mrs. Robinson stated between bites of her salad.

"Okay…nothing special," he paused and took a deep breath. "I did find out something interesting."

"Oh what was that?"

"Well it's about this school called Duel Academy, it's a-"

"No," Mr. Robinson gruff direct voice ran out.

"Now dear give Virgil a chance to talk."

"I've heard of this Duel Academy, and I'm not pouring any of my money into someone I don't have any relation to."

Virgil face twisted into one of disgust. Who was he to say such a thing?

"Now honey, Virgil's never had a stable family could you-"

"Debra, I'm sick of this experiment, this boy goes back to the orphanage once you're contract is up next month, and don't even think of signing the paperwork, cause if my signature is not on the paper…" he let his words trail off.

Virgil unable to contain himself shot up out of his chair.

"You sit back down!" Mr. Robinson stated not even looking at Virgil.

"No, you're not my father!" Virgil quickly ran out of the room with Mrs. Robinson yelling behind him.

Virgil stormed into the room, slamming the door behind him and jumping in his bed his head face down.

Who does he think he is, all I want is to have a place to call home, not be thrown around and feel like no one wants me!

There was a soft knock on the door interrupting Virgil's train of thought; he didn't answer the knock but the door slowly opened to reveal Mrs. Robinson.

"Virgil I'm sorry," was all she could muster as she walked over the end of his bed, she softly sat down.

"Why is he like that!" Virgil yelled out.

"Keep you're voice down!" Mrs. Robinson quickly snapped at him. "You don't want him to hear."

"I don't care! I'm tired of this! It's not fair, I just want-"

"Virgil I'll do it. Just keep your voice down!" Mrs. Robinson stated.

Virgil completely taken aback by what Mrs. Robinson stated did a double take. "What?"

"Yes, I've have already look at Duel Academy early today."

"Huh? But why?"

"Well in your papers it stated that if you went to a boarding school, that you would be allowed to attend as long as you lived on campus," Mrs. Robinson stated.

"You mean…" Virgil eyes began to water.

"Yes, I've already called and asked about when they register and put down the money to cover your first year."

"But what about Mr. Robinson?"

"Don't worry about him, he'll never know," Mrs. Robinson stated. "Virgil I've never told you this, but I know how you feel. You just want to belong somewhere, not move from place to place constantly."

Virgil was surprised by Mrs. Robinson's insight.

"I use to be an orphanage, I never meet my parents at all, and was never adopted, so I know exactly how you feel," a small tear fell down her face.

"Hey," Virgil sat up in his bed, "I-Thanks."

"Hey don't thank me, it will be you skills as a Duelist that will get you into the academy," Mrs. Robinson stated with a smile.

"What skills? I've never played the game before," Virgil sighed.

"Doesn't matter isn't that what they teach you at the school?"

"No," Virgil sighed, "To get into the school you have to pass a written exam about the game, and win a card game."

"No matter, I've seen one of those collectable card shops around here, I'll pick you up after school and will get you started, the test isn't for a month anyway," Mrs. Robinson stated. "That is, if this is what you want."

"Yeah, its what I want, to be in control of my life."

"Good then get some rest and not a word of this to you know who," Mrs. Robinson quickly walked over to the door and closed it. Virgil I wish I had the determination you have.

The next day went by agonizing slow, with each period seeming to take an eternity to pass. But once class was finally over Virgil made his way to parent pickup and was greeted by Mrs. Robinson waiting for him.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yeah," Virgil stated.

They made there way to the card shop and arrived in a few minutes.

"I'll go park around the corner you head in and see if they're still open," Mrs. Robinson said.

"Okay," Virgil quickly got out of the vehicle and headed to the door, which was open.

He quickly made his way into the shop and noticed how small it was. It had a stuffy smell to it as if it was never aired out for a while.

"Hello," a stocky bald man stated behind the counter. "Welcome can I help you?"

"Uh yeah," Virgil walked up to him. "Do you sell Duel Monster's Card?"

The guy looked at Virgil as if he was lost, "Yeah," he looked behind him, as they were wall to wall cards and packs for sell.

"He…I've never actually seen the cards so sorry," Virgil rubbed the back of his head.

"Oh! So you're new to the game!" the guy stated. "I'm Walter by the way."

"Oh hi, I'm Virgil, and yes I'm new."

"Well then I can point you in the right direction," Walter walked Virgil over to a counter with a bunch of different packs, at the same moment Mrs. Robinson walked in. "Ma'am I'll be with you in a minute."

"Its okay, I'm with him," she stated walking over to Virgil.

"So have you ever seen a Duel before?" Walter asked as he picked through the case.

"No I haven't," Virgil felt embarrassed.

"He's actually trying to get into Duel Academy," Mrs. Robinson stated, "He only have a month to get ready, so we're trying to buy him a good set of cards."

"Well most new Duelist start here," He handed Virgil a bunch of packs of cards, "They call this a starter deck, and these are some booster packs, they've got some pretty basic cards in them."

"Thanks," Virgil stated staring at the cards.

"That's for a pretty basic start, but you said you were looking to get into the Duel Academy?" Walter questioned.

"Yeah."

"In that case you may want to look at some of the more rarer cards over here," he pointed to a special case. "These cards cost a lot more but they pack more of a punch."

"Do you see anything in there you like Virgil?" Mrs. Robinson stated as he looked at the case.

"I don't know, umm…"

"A lot of beginners pick out cards that look good to them, just pick one out."

"Can I see that one," Virgil pointed to a card.

"Oh that's a pretty impress card there," he handed the card to Virgil.

"Cool, I like this card!"

"Well in that case you mind if I make a suggestion…"

"Duel Monsters is a game of skill, luck and heart…" Virgil read over the instructions that were included in his starter deck. He had spent a good half and hour listening to Walter who explained how the game worked and helped him select some cards.

Virgil let out a yawn, "Boy this game is a lot more complicated than I thought," he looked over at his cards. Mrs. Robinson insisted that he bought as much cards as he could carry and he had 4 of every booster Walter had for sale as well as a bunch of cards from the case.

"I guess Mrs. Robinson was serious about getting me into the school," Virgil stated remembering the total for all the cards.

"Well, time to get to work, it's going to be a long month but I've got to get into Duel Academy, I can't keep doing this!" Virgil cracked open his book and continued to read the rules.

Author's Note: Well there you have it, I know it was a short chapter but it was really just to set the stage for the next chapter, next time Duelist Spirit Virgil faces the difficulty of a Proctor Deck.