Yugi:How long were you planning on keeping us waiting!

Yami: As long as I want...at least until Atem starts talking

Atem:*rolls eyes*That is besides the point. This has been so long since the writer has updated or been on in a long time. So this ismore of a transition chapter then anything because of the akward transition ideas the writer had and-

Yami:SHUT UP!*bonks Atem on the head* Ya ya long time update it's the same with every other writer. Can we please move on!

Yugi:*shruggs*Oh well, whatcha goin' to do.

The stadium slowly gained life as the audience awakened, groaning and shaking in discomfort. The lucky souls who were on top of the fainted crowd scrambled away, almost tripping over others. Kaiba's wings ached in agony from being crushed by his own weight. "Shit…" he muttered before trying to straighten his sea of blue wings. His feathers laid in a heap while grey shaded pieces of bone poked out at random places allowing his unique white blood to flow freely.

Yami and the Dark Magician were in no better condition. The mage was slowly fading back into the shadows from whence it came, breathing harshly with bruises left on his unprotected face. While Yami, unfortunately was stuck under the body of the Dark Magician, unconscious.

The mumbles of the crowd grew louder before people were all out screaming at the sight of the duel arena. Kaiba was startled out of his stupor and stood up quickly, forcing his bloody wings to drag behind him. He glared at his enemy before turning around him to look for Yugi. His eyebrows furrowed when he couldn't find the angelic duelist.

He cursed his luck and balled his hands into stressed fists before walking off the arena and growled at his now awake guards. "Don't just stand there dammit," Kaiba spat out. "You still work for me so get rid of that man over there." He dramatically walked away, but not before raising an eyebrow at Joey's ridiculous sleeping form, leaving the guards to deal with the audience and Yami.

A lit snoring came from the soft bed upstairs of the Turtle Game shop. The figure in bed glowed with a radiant gray light as he appeared from out of nowhere.

Another figure sat at the doorway smiling at his grandson, seeing nothing odd other than the abnormal pace of breathing coming from the little body. He walked up to him and patted his head. He sighed before speaking to himself, "Such a good boy. Why must he go through this without a normal life…with all these duels he never has time for sleep after homework friends and school. But oh well being famous doesn't allow him to have a normal life. Ho hooo…"

The old man chuckled at his grandson's supposed sleepiness before walking away. "Hmmm… wasn't he suppose to be somewhere," the grandfather wondered with curiosity. "Oh well he can skip one day of excitement." And he left to let the young boy sleep.

In the Kaiba Mansion, Kaiba grunted as he thought vigorously about the matter at hand. Yami wouldn't stay still for long and it would be easy for Yami to find Yugi with him appearing almost everywhere. Just the thought of that being taking away his dear tenshi gave him the urge to murder even the most deadly of demons.

Kaiba glared at the mass of papers in front of him, each one written of the legend of gray angel. The stories were complete and udder nonsense, some say that the so called "gray angel" was actually a human hero of fairy tales, others saying that the angel will personally be the destroyer of the world itself by flushing the world into the heavens, creating a great unbalance that will form a black hole in on the world itself.

Sometimes he even wondered why he even bothered searching for what he already knew.

The CEO gave a tired yawn before getting up from his warm leather office chair, his eyes shaded by his brown hair. "Seto," called the young worried voice of the black haired Kaiba. Mokuba walked up to his elder brother and shook his arm, "Hey, Seto, are you ok? Big brother?"

Kaiba slowly came back to reality, his voice cracked a bit as he told Mokuba, "It's time, be ready. He is here…" before he walked off toward his room. The echoes of footsteps consumed the atmosphere with a deadening silence. Mournful laughter broke the air as shadows surrounded the young one before piece by piece skin was sheared off of the body, revealing a tall figure covered in black blood.

"Life continues to flow and death never stops, and destiny is the lake that feeds the two. This is no different from the history that always repeats itself," the figure remarked as the scene turned black, only the red eyes of the entity could possibly be seen. "Let the games begin…"

Yugi:that's that nothing more.

Yami:figures...*huff*

Atem:you two agreeing on something, that's new. Anyway it's summer so more updates...just don't expect the too soon.

Yami:Also*glares* the only excuse the writer has for not updating so quickly is; life.

Yugi:*sighs* Yami...*pushes Yami away*...shut up. *smiles* with that negative message we bid you goodnight...if it's night for you...?