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When Chazz returned downstairs again, he found his brothers waiting in the large sitting room adjacent to the main foyer. They both held wine glasses in their hands, the contents a deep burgundy. Slade sat reading a newspaper while Jagger typed away on his shiny, silver laptop. Chazz stopped just outside the doorway and leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath to gather some courage before stepping inside. Neither of his siblings had noticed him yet, so he could easily slip away; but he knew the punishment for that would be much, much worse than what he was likely going to receive now. His brothers were always much more violent when they were truly outraged, rather than just angry.

Chazz looked around the foyers main hallway, searching for something to instill some courage in him. The mirror across from him caught his gaze and portrayed how utterly scared he looked. He growled silently, hating the pathetic expressions marring his features. He willed his face to return to the holier-than-thou expression he wore around Duel Academy; the one he sported when talking to Jaden. Jaden. Maybe if the boy was there, he would save Chazz from the looming task he was about to encounter. He smoothed down some of the wrinkles in his onyx jacket; he was beginning to think he should have worn his Obelisk Blue uniform. It would have made him look more important, if only slightly. Once satisfied with his appearance he turned away from the mirror to face the grey wall. He whispered a silent "you're Chazz Princeton, you can take them" to himself before stepping into the doorway and standing before the rooms two occupants.

"You said you wanted to see me, Slade?"

Said man looked up and smirked, as Jagger snapped the laptop shut and turned his molten gaze on the boy.

"Yes. Sit down, little brother. We have much we wish to discuss."

Chazz visibly gulped, then obliged, walking over to perch on an armchair on the opposite side of a coffee table. His plan to retain his confident demeanor was slipping already, he could tell. And, he knew, so could his brothers. He said nothing, instead waiting for one of the men to speak first.

Jagger was first. "So Chazz, do you know why we wanted to talk to you?"
Said boy didn't know what to do. Should he play the fool and say no- which was an obvious lie- or say yes and possibly avoid some of his brothers wrath? He hesitated before nodding slightly.

"Y-yes. I do."

Jagger sneered, but Slade cut him off before he could speak again. His voice echoed around the room, portraying just how angry he was.

"How could you lose that duel, Chazz? You've been preparing for a moment like this all your life! What with the prep school we enrolled you in, which was a huge waste of money obviously, I might add. You used to be the top Obelisk Blue, and now, not only did you get beat by a lowly Slifer, you're one of them too!"
Chazz kept his head down. While his brothers words hadn't exactly hurt him, he knew it was better to let them vent without speaking up. They didn't like to be interrupted.

Jagger picked up where Slade had left off.

"Not to mention the camera crew! We spent thousands on them and then you lost! You lost, Chazz, on global television! You are a disgrace to the Princeton name. Princeton's aren't failures Chazz, failures like you."

Alright, that one had hurt. Chazz was used to his pride being damaged by his brothers, but he had never been called a failure before. Sure, he had lost a few duels, but he wasn't really a failure was he?

"...ruined the plan!" Slade's voice cut through Chazz's inner-monologue, and the teenager snapped back to attention. "You were supposed to take over the world of Duel Monsters. It shouldn't have even been hard for you Chazz! The top Obelisk Blue should easily be able to accomplish that, especially if that Obelisk is a Princeton! But you couldn't even do that, you can't do anything Chazz!"

Chazz whimpered slighty at this. Those words had stabbed right through to his heart, bringing back painful memories. Memories of his first duel against Jaden; how after word got around that he had lost, people would sneer at him, make jokes about him. The respect and admiration he had held from his peers since their days at prep school began to degrade after that, and with it, his self comfidence. Of course, he never showed it. Why would he? He just continued on like always, being his arrogant, egotistical self. But inside, all the jokes, all the mocking looks, hurt. It was beginning to seem like he would never be able to escape from the verbal abuse he endured.

Of course, after his duel with Jaden, after everyone had witnessed a portion of his brothers cruelty, people had started looking up to him again. They began thinking they could understand the immense pressure put upon him, and so they began to forget about his losses. Blamed it on the stress of having too older, overbearing brothers. Sure, now people adored him again, but it would never be the same as it used to.

"Listen to me Chazz!" Slade snarled at him from across the room, pinning his youngest brother in place with his fiery gaze. "Stop acting so pathetic! You've been a slacker your entire life! All you've ever done is go to school to become the top duelist. You've lived off what we've provided, and yet you don't do anything in return. Of course, we were content with that for a while, when we thought you were on your way to fame. But you lost, you ruined the plan! You can't expect us to carry your weight forever!"

The man paused, letting silence fall across the room. Chazz willed himself to look up, and found himself being scrutinized by two pairs of steely grey eyes. He sighed inaudibly and tried his best to arrange his face into the confident expression it usually held. After a moment, a smirk slid onto Jagger's face, and he leaned over to whisper something in Slade's ear. The oldest studied the black clad boy across the room as the same expression slithered onto his face.

"Yes, Jagger. I think that's a good idea. Lets teach this slacker a lesson."