Chapter 11

Author's Note: I'm sorry that this is a few hours later than normal. I was in a late lecture and hadn't written the entire chapter before then so I had to post after I got home. Again, sorry. I'll try to have it up early tomorrow. As always, many thanks to my reviewers. You have been very quick but thorough and I respect and am grateful for that. Reviews still very welcome for this chapter. I hope you all enjoy!

Jack didn't know how to respond. He looked to Yusei, futiley seeking support. Instead, he felt the remnants of his determination weaken. Yusei was covered in blood, every inch of him coloured red. Jack knew that this tint had been acquired by Yusei unconsciously rolling in the pool that had collected beneath him but the colour only accented the wounds that were contributing to the pool. Each and every one of those wounds was Jack's fault. His friend was dying because of him.

Jack could barely stand anymore. He was unsure of whether it was because of the shock or the pain but Jack knew it was bad news. If he collapsed before finishing the battle, there would be no-one left to ensure Morske held up his end of the bargain. That was if Jack could finish the duel. He knew he could win but Yusei was already in desperate need of medical attention. Jack wasn't sure he could bring himself to cause more harm to his friend.

"You should attack," Morske interrupted Jack's thoughts. "Your friend won't last much longer."

"Shut up," Jack knew Yusei needed the duel to finish but he needed to decide if he could deal the final blow first.

"Attack. If you don't I can guarantee your friend will not get the help he need."

Jack growled at being rushed. He couldn't understand why Morske would rush to his defeat but nor did he care.

"Of course, I don't intend to just let him die either."

Jack perked up at this. If they didn't plan to kill Yusei then Jack could give up this fight and retrieve his friend later.

"That would be much too quick."

Jack's heart fell.

"I, personally, believe that we should duel him like this over and over again but The Master may have something else in mind."

Jack could feel his hackles rising.

"It could be better or worse for your friend. Knowing the master, I would imagine that it will be much worse."

Morske's grin was the only thing Jack could see from the shadow created by the dark hood. Jack felt his world being consumed by hate. He couldn't let them do that to Yusei. It would be too cruel. These people had tortured them both too much already. Jack had had enough. It was time to end this. For a moment, there was only Jack and Morske. Jack's eyes narrowed and his heart hardened. He would crush Morske.

"Red Demon's Dragon! Attack Battle Footballer."

There was a burst of flame and Jack watched dispassionately as Battle Footballer evaporated to shards. Yusei was contorting in the corner of Jack's eyes but he chose to ignore it. His only purpose now was destruction. Jack watched in satisfaction as Morske's life-points dropped to 50. He gave no time for recovery.

"Red Demon's Dragon, directly attack Morske!"

Morske was still smiling, even as his life-points fell to 0. Jack grinned maliciously.

"Game over," he said.