Author's Note: Well Fics, here is the chapter that you have been anticipating for so long! As for the names of the Noelites, the idea is that they use code names to hide their identities. When I post the prequel, I am going to start them off with regular names and then transition into the code names eventually. So, you'll get to guess who is who! I have written a few OC chapters to coincide with what is happening chronologically to the Yu-Gi-Oh! characters, but I don't have them actually meeting until Rakitan Industries, which I may re-write as soon as I finish the prequel. The prequel may take longer than I first anticipated. We'll see!

Sherese, you're right about the final arc of action! The next chapter after this is the big finale, which will be followed by the resolution.

I don't have any votes on the poll yet! Although I am not planning to write a sequel to this for quite some time, if would help to know if I should entertain thoughts of Duel Academy when they pop into my head and how much time I should spend watching Yu-Gi-Oh! GX while I am cleaning the house.

Warnings: Language

Music Lover's Alert: "What I've Done" by Linkin Park. This is more for the second part of this chapter.

Chapter 36 Saturday, December 28

Seto, Kisara, and the Noelite leaders gathered at the safe house early the next morning. After a brief discussion, Kisara transformed into her dragon form and Tulip and the other Information team members loaded her with several holographic transmitters and a pair of giant speakers that could receive transmissions directly from the safe house via Kaiba Corp's satellite or from the holographic people who would appear after she landed. Kisara spread her wings and took flight, heading straight for the heart of Domino City: its City Hall.

Meanwhile, Rebecca was inside the safe house monitoring the output from the little spy cameras that Seto Kaiba had deployed on his secretary. Over the past few days, the Information team had managed to maneuver the cameras into several locations around Mr. Brown's mansion. He had not visited his office since before the holiday season, so the Noelites left several of the little spy devices lodged in the eyelets of his shoe laces. To save power, they used one device at a time in audio-only mode.

As soon as Tulip walked back into the safe house, Rebecca announced excitedly, "Oh my God! You've got to hear this!" Rebecca took off the headphones she was wearing and turned the speakers up to full volume so that Tulip and the others could hear. Then, she turned to her computer interface and turned on the visual feed. An image of a man's dark blue pant leg showed up on the screen. The camera stared up at him from an odd angle, but if one looked closely enough, one could make out a mass of shaggy white hair that hung below the chin of a man about Yugi's age.

Bakura, the CEO of Global Enterprises, was scolding Mr. Brown and Mr. Jones, the CEO of Stellar Defense. "You imbeciles! Do you have any idea how much we'll have to bribe the media to keep their mouths shut this time? Well, it's coming straight out of your coffers, not mine!"

Mr. Brown's voice spoke. "With all due respect, Bakura, there was no way we could have known that the Noelites would be so persistent. Someone must be helping them; someone with a lot of money and power."

"Are you suggesting that a member of the oligarchy is turning against his own!" Bakura demanded, "Mr. Jones, is it you? Why did you destroy two of my satellites? Explain yourself!" The blue-clad figure gesticulated angrily as the camera stared up at him.

Mr. Jones stuttered uncontrollably. "It-t w-wasn't m-me, s-sir! Th-the No-noelites p-planted a v-virus. N-now all of my s-satellites are g-gone!" From the barely distinguishable volume of his voice, one could deduce that he was standing beside Mr. Brown.

"You mean to tell me that the government is no longer under the protection of Stellar Defense? This is unacceptable! Do you realize what would happen if the masses ever found out about this?" Bakura raged.

"W-what sh-should we d-do, s-sir?" Mr. Jones asked.

"How soon can you launch new satellites?"

"A-b-bout a m-month, sir!"

"That's not soon enough, Jones! Do you even realize what we are up against? Some of the people who were supposed to die yesterday are already starting to talk. Apparently, the hush money wasn't enough for them. Mr. Jones, I need you to silence these people for good!"

"H-how?" Jones gulped.

"I don't care! Go to their houses one-by-one if you have to!"

"Bakura," Mr. Brown said slickly, "What if they have already told their families about what they saw? Shouldn't we get rid of them, too?"

"Yes! Kill every last fucking one of them! Oh, and get that stupid little independent radio station, too! We should have never tolerated them this long."

"Y-yes, sir!" Mr. Jones replied.

The executives broke their meeting and went their separate ways.

"Did you record that?" Tulip asked.

"Yes," replied Rebecca.

"Good! Let's hack into the media stations and broadcast this on every one of them."

Rebecca and every single member of Noel's information team started typing furiously.

…..

Back at Detention Center 31 where Penguin was being held, four green-uniformed guards were sipping coffee around a small circular table and listening to a little battery-powered radio while a fifth guard stood with his coffee mug in his hand. It was their break time, and listening to the news was a welcome diversion from their boring jobs. Suddenly, their regular programming was interrupted by the voice of Bakura, the most powerful member of the oligarchy. The guards leaned in around the radio and listened intently to the message.

When Bakura said, "Kill every last fucking one of them!" the standing guard dropped his coffee mug. It shattered when it hit the floor, spilling coffee all over the boots of his comrades. However, nobody bothered to clean up the mess or even seemed to notice.

The transmission finished, and Yugi's voice came over the air. "I'm on now? Oh, OK! Hi everyone. I'm Yugi Moto. Many of you know me simply as 'The King of Games.' I speak to you now not as a celebrity, but as a citizen of this wonderful planet we call Earth. If you just heard what I heard, you are probably feeling as betrayed and appalled and I am right now. Our own government leaders just killed six hundred innocent people, and now they want to kill more to save their own hides! We can't let that happen! If you agree with me, take to the streets right now and stand up against this oppression! If we all work together, we can arrest these evil CEOs!

"My friends and I will be in the heart of Domino City all day long, and we will stay there until justice is served. If you are anywhere near Domino City, come join us! If you are elsewhere, start your own revolution! My thoughts will be with you wherever you are. For those of you who missed it, this is what our world leaders said just a few minutes ago."

Bakura's voice came back on the air. The guards looked at each other, then abruptly stood up and left the room. The last one out the door picked up the radio and carried it with him. They went directly to the dungeon where Penguin was being held, and played the message for the two guards outside her door. The guards went completely white, then fumbled with the door to get it open. The found Penguin inside, weak from loss of blood and crumpled on the floor.

"Miss Penguin, we've come to… apologize. We're sorry," one of the guards said.

Fire flashed through her eyes, and although she could barely move, her voice came out strong. "Prove it, pigs!"

The guard turned to one of his comrades. "Go get a first aid kit and something for her to wear!"

The other guard nodded and raced through the corridor. While they waited, the guard with the radio placed it by Penguin's head. As she listened, a smile spread across her face. "I'll be damned!"

The guard quickly returned with a first aid kit and one of his spare uniforms. They gently lifted Penguin into a sitting position and gingerly cleaned and dressed her wounds. As they did so, her stomach growled. Without hesitation, another guard ran back to the break room get her some nourishment. He grabbed the coffee milk out of the refrigerator and found a half-eaten package of cookies.

When he got back to Penguin, a highly decorated captain was standing there, confronting one of the other guards. His stern voice boomed through the corridor. "You know I can't authorize that, Sergeant! What you are doing is treason. Put the prisoner back in her cell immediately!"

"Not this time, captain! Sometimes a man has to choose between justice and authority. I choose justice, sir!" The sergeant replied.

"I'll see you at the court martial, Sergeant!" The captain turned on his heel and was about to leave, but the other guards got to him first. They grabbed him by his arms, threw him into Penguin's old cell, and slammed the door behind him. The captain pounded on the door, but to no avail. The guards refused to let him out, and walked away carrying Penguin.

On their way out of the complex, they stopped at four other doors to retrieve the Noelites who belonged to the action team. They were in better shape than Penguin, and could walk for themselves. The guards encountered more resistance from superior officers along the way and dealt with it accordingly. By the time they left the facility, they were over a hundred men strong. They loaded themselves into some of the military trucks that were parked outside, started the engines, and headed straight for Domino City.

Closing Note: This story is drawing to a close. I hope you like the ending! Please review!