A/N- The idea kind of popped into my head and I hope that you all will enjoy it! This story takes place right after the Battle City Arc, and right before the Waking the Dragons Arc. And I know it's incredibly short, but it's the preface, so I figured it was ok to be so short.

Disclaimer- I own nothing.

Preface

The smoke was clearing from the last attack. Both disks on the duelist's arms flashed thirty hundred. It was close. Yes, very close. Too close in fact for the duelist and the observers liking. They seemed as if they were evenly matched however neither would willingly go down without a fight.

The raven haired duelist did smirk after the smoke cleared to see that her gamble had pulled off and that the dark magician had fallen, but so had her warriors. Yes, she had to sacrifice to win, but this wasn't a game to her. This was about getting closer to the one who had compelled her into competing. The Shadow.

She had never planned on returning from her retirement of being a duelist, but now thanks to "The Shadow", she was stuck competing again. She felt disappointed by the duelist that she had to compete to get to the top. In her words they were second-rate. They all barely made a shot at her during their duels, and hadn't assembled a well proportioned deck. The Shadow was supposed to bring a group of the best duelists in the world, instead she had to battle people who didn't know the difference from a trap or magic card.

But, her opponent now was a perfect match. He was able to counter all her moves perfectly and she with his. They certainly were able to put on a good show by the cheers from the small crowd. Granted most were his "fan club", but she could still here her main cheerleader yelling and screaming for her to "Kick butt!".

However not even the support from either sides was able to help the duelist. The duel had taken on a seesaw effect. When one lost points the other followed right after. It was as if both opponent's attackers were in the middle of a dance. The two sides doing their best to follow the other, hoping that they will be the ones that end on top, putting an end to the dance.

But, that didn't seem likely to happen, because of how well the duelist's were able to match each other move for move. Attack for attack. Spell for spell. It seemed the two duelist were destined to battle each other for they balanced each other perfectly. Some may wonder what the two would be like if they were to ever duel together, that is if one would ever be able to win the game in front of them.

She watched carefully as he drew his card. She didn't feel threatened as he began to smirk. "I'm going to show you why I'm called the King of Games.", he said as he threw down his card. "I play monster reborn to bring back my Dark Magician!"

The magician flashed back onto the battle field. The monster glared angrily at the female duelist. Remembering the destruction she had caused sending him to the grave yard only seconds ago. "Now, use your Dark Magic Attack!", her opponent shouted watching the magician prepare for the attack.

The girl let out a small cry. Realizing she was just down to five hundred life points. She could hear the crowd gasp and cheer. Well except for her brother who was trying to get his boos heard over the loud applauds.

"I play one card face down and end my turn.", her opponent said awaiting her move.

The girl looked at her deck. A small nervous lump was rising in her throat. She had to calm down, and remember the heart of the cards. She had to trust her cards right now, or they would betray her and she would lose the duel.

She drew her card and looked at it. Overwhelming relief swept over her, as she now knew she could win. She then looked at her opponent who had a small smirk gracing his lips. She couldn't help, but copy his gesture.

"You may be the the King of Games, but me? I'm the Queen of Cards."

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A/N #2- I will do my best to update at least once a week! In the mean time please review! Good, bad, indifferent, I like to here feed back.