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Prologue

She woke up to violet-colored fire licking the sky.

Strangely enough, she wasn't afraid even though she was in such a close range of the inferno. Fortunately though, the blaze was a couple feet away on either side of her. It seemed to be set up in a rather perplexing way; like a path of some sort. She tried looking up at the sky, but it was obscured by thick and bleak grey smog. She also noticed that the air was stuffy and humid, which would explain why she felt weighed down; however, it didn't seem as though it was smoke, which was kind of weird.

While soaking in her surroundings, the girl felt like had been swallowed by the smoldering darkness. Looking to her right, the girl noticed a D-Wheel off to the side. It was a sleek motorcycle with gold and silver streaks that highlighted the black coat of paint on the body of the runner. As beautiful and simple-looking as it was, she had a bad feeling about it.

The girl assumed that there had to be other people nearby, wherever this junkyard was. There just had to be. She couldn't be the only one here, right? She didn't want to walk, but she didn't want to ride the D-Wheel; not because she didn't know how to ride—because she could if she recalled correctly—but it seemed to radiate some kind of weird energy. Not really sure of what to do after having determined not to walk despite her suspicions about the motorcycle, the girl decided to just wing it and risk whatever her gut was telling her. Soon enough, she drove off onto the path that the flames seemingly created.

While riding around, the girl took in the "scenery". Broken shards of glass, crumbled buildings and concrete rubble were the only things that she saw, but still no people. For a while, the girl kept wondering where she was and kept trying to remember how she had gotten to this miserable looking place. When she dismounted the D-Wheel to get a closer look, the flames flared a bit in warning making the girl jump back in alarm. It seemed it wanted her to stay inside the path they made: a border that kept her and ghost town separated.

'Why does this place look so familiar? Better yet, why is it that no one's here? What exactly happened?' In fact, the landscape looked awfully familiar, like a distant yet recent memory. Speaking of which, it seemed as though she had none up to this point. She couldn't remember anything but her name...and apparently how to ride a D-Wheel too as well as knowing what it was.

Hours later, or rather, it had felt like it had been, the girl became frustrated at how endless the flames were. She looked around again to find an exit somewhere, but it seemed rather fruitless to continue. 'I haven't found anyone yet, and the flames seem to go on forever; or maybe it's a maze. But a maze for what? I've never heard of or seen anything like this. Then again, why does it look so familiar? Have I seen these before? But I'm sure I wouldn't have forgotten purple-colored flames…Ugh, I need to stop thinking so much. I'm making myself terribly confused. How long have I been here anyways?'

After stopping the D-Wheel, the girl slouched in defeat. 'This must be a maze, but without an entrance or exit. If that's the case, then how in the world did I even get in?' Looking at the flames, the girl figured that she could just jump over while on her D-Wheel, but as she was thinking about it, the flames rose to a height to where that idea was out of the question. The girl blanched at the flames feeling as though it had knew what she had been thinking.

Suddenly, she heard a low rumbling coming her way.

As she heard the approaching rumbles, the girl jumped at sudden and very sinister laughter. She immediately whipped her head to her left and right trying to find the source of it. Never in her life had she heard such a laugh; that was, if she could even recall otherwise. Judging from the distance of the rumbling, she presumed that it couldn't have been whoever it was coming her way; they were too far away. Neither could it have been anyone near her because well, no one was with her; at least, last time she had checked. The menacing laughter was still continuing, and it seemed as if it was coming from every direction, yet from nowhere at all. At last, the laughter stopped, but so did the rumbling.

"You cannot escape your destiny." said a dark-encased voice.

"Who are you? And what do you mean by that?" asked the girl. "What's going on?!"

The voice chuckled at the oblivious girl. "Don't tell me you do not remember why you were brought back from the Netherworld."

"Eh? What are you talking about? I'm pretty sure I haven't died."

"Interesting…You'll find out the answers soon enough…" replied the fading sinister voice.

"No, you tell me right now! I am not in the mood to keep being in the dark about what's going on! Like how in the world did I even get here? Where am I and how do I get out? Hey! Answer my questions!" she exclaimed, annoyed and frustrated.

No answer.

Exasperated, she groaned and slapped her forehead, "Ugh! Just great, now I'm even more confused, but what did it mean when it said that I was 'brought back from the Netherworld'?" she murmured to herself. "And just how did I die? If…if that's even to believe," suddenly, the girl's expression went from somber to the look of a creeped-out-but-trying-to-look-sane person. "Actually, there are purple flames surrounding me, what's not to believe? Ha. Haha. Hahaha...ugh. I've gone crazy. Well, no, not quite. It's normal or common to 'hear' a voice...or more...and a person would only be classified as such if they were having an argument with that voice and lost...yep. Nevermind."

After cringing a bit and shoving the remnants of the strange voice's words out of her head before she could linger on it any longer, she revved up her D-Wheel again. She finally got to where she last heard the rumbling and while looking at her new company, she noticed that they were standing on a cliff just above her. It didn't take long for the girl to realize that the rumbling had been made by the two motorcycles and jeep that she saw and as she got closer, she assumed that the other three standing next to the jeep rode in it alongside the two who were standing beside their D-Wheels.

"Chrystal? Are you there?"

"Chrys'? Where are you?"

The girl at once found that she recognized these two voices, which both belonged to the two teenage males that stood beside the motorcycles.

"Where is she? Didn't Goodwin say she'd be here?" hastily asked a boyish voice, which she saw that belonged to the youngest boy (who looked about thirteen or so years old) in the group with teal-green hair styled in a high but short ponytail.

"He wasn't specific on who we would find, but he only said that we had a 'friend' waiting for us here!" replied a soft, yet slightly annoyed voice, which belonged to an identical looking girl (who looked a little younger than the boy) with teal-green hair also, but styled in pigtails instead. "And it would be great if it was, since you know, she seemed to have disappeared, but..."

A gruff voice chimed in, "Guys, I'm sure she's alright. But would you please stop asking so many questions? You're giving me a headache."

"Yeah, well, you're the one asking questions now." said the only red-head of the group.

"Shut up."

The girl found herself recognizing the group of five, but it was only a feeling. Nonetheless, she felt ecstatic. Maybe it was because she finally found people? Maybe they could help explain. But did she know them? She must if they were saying her name. If looking at them made her feel like she knew them for as long as she could remember…well, when she did, er, could, er, whatever. Chrystal cringed, 'Nevermind.' Quickly, she brushed all thoughts aside, seeing as this was her only chance to get help.

"Excuse me, but I'm down here!" she shouted.

Looking down, the teen with slightly tanned skin and raven black hair with golden highlights searched for the voice he had heard right below the cliff they were on. The two made eye contact and the girl couldn't help but smile at the familiar ocean-sapphire blue eyes she felt she knew so well. The blackette; however, looked momentarily stunned as he made eye contact with the girl who called out to them.

Suddenly, she felt as if a wave had hit her and she suddenly remembered who exactly these people were and why they looked so familiar. They were her friends, and they were in the middle of a Dark Signer War. But everything else about said war was foggy and blurred. She couldn't remember clearly if she was fighting with Yusei and the others or against them.

"Chrystal?" murmured the shocked eighteen-year-old, after recovering from his brief shock.

"Am I glad to see you, Yusei!" the girl replied. 'Hm…? Yusei, what's wrong? Eh? Why am I not able to say anything else any further?'

"Hey Yus', what's wrong?" asked the only red head of the group, apparently oblivious to the girl's reply and noticing Yusei's expression. He was a little shorter than Yusei and possessed an explosion of orange hair that resembled somewhat of a messy nest. When the red head looked down to see what his best friend was looking at in shock and horror, his face formed the same expression.

"Is that Chrystal? What the hell..." The red haired duelist didn't finish what he was going to say because he thought his eyes were deceiving him, but as his grey eyes met with her emerald ones, he found that he couldn't-no, wouldn't-put it together. He just couldn't.

'Guys, what's wrong?' Chrystal asked, or at least tried to. She couldn't figure out why they seemed so shocked. Was it because they didn't know how to get her out? And why were they looking at her like that?

"Oh no, what happened?" asked the teal-haired girl. Following the two older boys' gazes, she gasped and whispered. "Is that Chrystal-nee? Oh no, why is she a Dark Signer?"

Chrystal couldn't understand. What was wrong with Crow and Yusei? Usually, if they saw someone or a friend in need of help they would immediately jump into action, but this; this was absurd. Did she have to explain her situation to them, despite not knowing much either? She wouldn't be of much help.

"Chrystal?"

He couldn't believe it. This could not be happening to them. Why would Chrystal become a Dark Signer? Did she die and had unfinished business that only being revived as a Dark Signer she could complete it? No, that couldn't be; Chrystal would've never chosen this. But if she's like this now, then how did she die? It didn't make any sense. Yusei felt like his heart was being torn apart. Again, it seemed that another one of his childhood friends had become a Dark Signer, but for what reason was it this time? Yusei had a bit of an inkling though.

"Am I glad to see you, Yusei Fudo!" Chrystal replied. "Hm…? Yusei, what's wrong?" Suddenly, a malicious smirk graced her face. "Don't tell me you don't recognize me. I mean, I did have a wardrobe change, but I like it, wouldn't you agree?"

Looking down to see what caught Yusei's attention, the redhead saw a person on a D-Wheel. Though, when he squinted to have a better look, he noticed that it had happened to be none other than his and Yusei's childhood friend, the one they had been looking for. The D-Wheel was quite similar to his own, except the D-Wheel had thick golden streaks and had thin silver streaks outlining it. Other than the black cape that most of the Dark Signers had, her outfit consisted of a midriff black halter top with a white trim exposing her stomach and black leather skinny jeans with a white line running along the outer seam of it making it a matching outfit. She also wore short black fingerless gloves and boots that reached a little more than knee-high.

"Is that Chrystal? What the hell..." How was this possible? "A Signer becoming a Dark Signer? But that's not supposed to happen and why is she one of them?" He was flabbergasted beyond words. He was all for defeating the Dark Signers and here he finds Chrystal, of all people, asking what was wrong with the clothes she was wearing. The redhead didn't know what to do or think. His world had already been crushed when he realized that the strange purple mist had taken his foster mother Martha and the orphans he had been taking care of.

If this was a joke or something, it certainly wasn't funny. Crow couldn't believe what he was seeing. He refused to believe that she was a Dark Signer, but he couldn't rule out what his eyes had shown him. Despite the Dark Signer outfit she wore proudly, he was able to see that her scleras were black, the signature look of a Dark Signer. She wasn't just wearing a costume nor some weird cosplay. "Chrystal, what happened to you?" he finally asked, feeling betrayed and saddened; for he and Yusei had faced a similar situation like this just recently. So had she. However, it had been prior to this reunion, which meant that she became a Dark Signer between then and moments before they had arrived. Just what happened though?

"What ever are you talking about!?" Chrystal replied. "I just simply gave in to the darkness that was within my heart all these years! And you know what?" she asked, slightly smirking while laughing a bit manically as though the answer to this question was the punchline to a joke. "It feels amazing!"

Yusei had enough of this madness; he wanted to hear no more of Chrystal's nonsense. He hoped that this was nothing but a bad, bad dream. He was just about to speak, when the youngest Signer had beaten him to it.

"Chrystal-nee? Why are you a Dark Signer? Don't you realize that completely contradicts who you're supposed to be fighting against?!" cried the teal-haired psychic.

"Hey, like the saying goes, 'If you can't beat them, join 'em!'" the older of the girls replied back, "People like you sicken me. Any little ray of 'sunshine' in this world will be crushed by the hands of darkness and the cruelty of reality! People who are kind and what-not won't be able to survive in this world with that way of thinking!"

The youngest boy of the group refused to believe that this was the same girl who once saved his little sister and took care of them so many years ago. He never gave it any thought that Chrystal had held any darkness in her heart, even after all the hardships she had faced. However, Ruka – who was taken aback by Chrystal's reply – started to cry, and when she realized it, she tried not to let her brother, Rua, see her tears. She was upset because no matter what they said, their words just seemed to go through one of Chrystal's ears and out the other.

Unfortunately, she couldn't hold in her sniffling and it ultimately grabbed her brother's attention. Rua became enraged the moment he heard Ruka cry; he always did, or at least at whoever it was that made her cry. However, it was going to be a bit difficult for him to yell at Chrystal for making Ruka cry, since she never did anything to upset the younger girl and it just didn't seem right at all. Turning back to look down at Chrystal, the teal-haired boy gathered some courage and yelled, "You know what? I don't know who you are or what you've done to Chrystal, but I know she would've never made Ruka cry! Besides, what good is it if the whole world is encased in darkness?!"

"You know," chuckled the girl beneath them, "that was the most ignorant thing I have ever heard! With darkness, there shall be no hurt, no sorrow, nothing to ever be afraid of!" Chrystal replied while maniacally laughing. "That's what good it'll do for the world! So prepare to face your doom, all of you, because the sun shall set soon and the King of the Netherworld shall rise again!" At the last sentences, Chrystal's voice had sounded like there had been another person talking through her, as if a deep masculine voice had overlapped hers.

'Hey...why is it that everything I say is nearly the opposite? And where did all of this darkness crap I'm talking about come from anyway?' thought Chrystal. That was when it hit her. 'That sinister voice is twisting my words and putting new ones in instead.'

The girl figured that the voice had somehow gotten to the darkest part of her heart. And as she was realizing it, Chrystal felt a surge of pain rip through her chest. She found herself struggling to breathe while thinking that the voice had tapped into some of her memories she thought she had locked away because she could feel everything come flooding back to the surface. And now, all those dark and angry bitter thoughts from her past were overwhelming. She could no longer feel in control. Her consciousness was slowly fading, the anger and hurt was unbearable and whatever it was that was controlling her spoke through her as if it were the true owner of the body.

"Grr, Chrystal-nee! Take that back!" yelled a now crying Rua.

"Rua…" hiccupped Ruka, who seemed to have somewhat calmed from her slight sob from earlier as she looked at her brother.

"Enough with all this talking! The Chrystal you all once knew is no longer!" the older girl exclaimed with the two-toned voice again. "Now then, I didn't wait for you to 'just talk'; I've got a schedule to run! So I challenge you, Yusei Fudo, to a shadow turbo duel! The light shall vanish from this world just like your precious friend!"

The Sector Security officer, having not said a single word thus far since finding the black-haired girl; finally decided to speak up.

"Yusei, you're not seriously going to accept her challenge, are you? She may be a Dark Signer, but she's not one of the important ones! There's no tower anywhere near here that isn't already sealed. We should just get going, like she said, the sun's going to set pretty soon, and if we don't hurry, then the King of the Netherworld will rise anyway!"

Yusei, on the other hand, he felt like he had to save his friend from her suffering. In fact, after his turbo duel with Kiryu, he learned that he was just blinded by anger and hurt and Yusei thought that if it happened to be the same with Chrystal (which was most likely), then it couldn't hurt to try. He couldn't just stand there and not help her. Maybe it was all just a misunderstanding, after all, he did know about Chrystal's past and how much it had affected her, even if she acted like all of it had never happened.

"Yusei, are you even listening? You could be killed in mere seconds by her! Have you forgotten how powerful she is, let alone now that she's a Dark Signer? Her powers must've doubled!" the Sector Security officer continued.

"Actually, tripled; but yes, I'm sure he's well aware of that." Chrystal corrected. "Besides, it'll be fun dealing damage with my enhanced psychic powers thanks to the Dark Signer energy!"

Yusei had to think about his options. There wasn't much time to lose, but he didn't want Chrystal to be imprisoned in darkness to wallow in her pain forever. Finally deciding on his decision, Yusei felt determined that he could win and save the world and everyone in it from the darkness that threatened it, including Chrystal.

Chuckling slightly, Yusei turned and asked; "Trudge, since when did you care about my safety?"

"Huh? Yusei! There's no time to be laughing or chuckling or whatever! Dueling her isn't worth it!" Trudge replied, harrumphing as he tried to show disinterest by crossing his arms irritably.

"On the contrary, have you forgotten who I am? I help those who need help, friends or not, and that includes Chrystal; even if she just so happens to be our enemy." replied Yusei, now feeling a little more confident in his decision to take up Chrystal's challenge.

"Alright, fine. Chrystal, I accept—" However, Yusei was cut off by someone else who also didn't agree with having him duel with the female Dark Signer.

"—your challenge." said Crow, who was standing on Yusei's right. He had placed his arm in front of Yusei with his palm facing his chest, signaling that he wanted Yusei to step back and let him handle Chrystal instead.

"But Crow, you're not a Signer and Chrys' said that she wanted to duel me. There's no –" Yusei was cut off again by the red headed Blackwing duelist.

"I. Don't. Care." he replied, carefully puncturing each word with anger, "I beat Greiger – a Dark Signer – didn't I? So don't tell me what I can't do or why I shouldn't do it. I'm gonna duel Chrys', okay?"Crow was practically pleading, though he tried to not let it seem that way. He wanted to face Chrystal because he just had to; even if it was going to be the last time he'd ever get to see her again. Maybe he'd be able to save her. Maybe.

"Hah! Oh, how pathetic. It seems as though our little bird wants to play hero now, huh?" Chrystal taunted.

Crow flinched. He hadn't heard her refer to him as that in a long time, but was it necessary to have been said in such a rather derogatory manner?

"Alright, fine. You'll just be another sacrifice to the King of the Netherworld anyway!"

A/N: For those of you who have already read this story can probably already tell what I did. I decided to re-fix this story and its chapters. I hope it looks better this way and that it will make more sense. Please review and I wouldn't mind some constructive criticism. :) Thank you! (:

Update: I decided to change the O.C.'s name to Chrystal because I didn't like using the original name. Anyways, sorry for the inconvenience, but I hope you guys like the new one. If not, sorry, I'm not planning on changing it anytime soon.

Update…yet again: Hello! I just went back to add in and take out some details. Just a re-edit basically. No drastic changes to the original story/plot though. Hope it was to your liking! :)