Hello! In a pretty good mood right now. Wanna know why? Slump broken! And it's all thanks to crabby94832716essence, who has favorited this story (I'm delayed on saying it, though T_T) and given me an awesome idea. It's literally a whole story changer. Kind of. It changes the flow and direction of the story. Anyways, many thanks! I'm sure a lot of people are saying the same right now. =)

Back at North Duel Academy (nighttime)

The Crimson Dragon materalized beside the sleeping Marie. Today, he had felt the prescence that he hadn't felt for several hundred years. His dreaded enemy, the one who had taken his god status and who had freed him from the vault in the I2 headquarters. It was so powerful, it was a wonder that he hadn't felt it before.

Casting one last worried look at Marie, he shot of her room's window and out into the night. Was it that Judai kid? No, his power didn't feel the same. It was someone else. Someone who, before now, had been hiding in the shadows.

There, down in the gardens. A quick flash of movement had caught the dragon's attention. His massive wings folded and he entered a steep dive. The ground cracked as he landed in front of the figure. Without a doubt, this person was his query. The oppressive power was nearly choking the dragon now.

Light from the full moon streamed down into the garden, so it was easy to see the shape of a girl, one of the Slifer students at the academy. Clearly, it wasn't this little girl that was making the Crimson Dragon this anxious. It was what was possessing her.

"You have some nerve showing your face here, Angel," he snarled.

Cold grey eyes blinked up to look at him. A haunting laugh drifted eerily onto the air. "That's pretty funny coming from you, Set. Who has been the one causing trouble and chaos at this academy for some time? At least I have the decency to hide my presence."

"Enough! Why did you free me after all these years?" It had been a question that had been bothering Set for a long time.

"Who knows?" Angel answered, flicking brown hair over her shoulder arrogantly and smiling.

"You bi-!" Set roared, raising a black claw to strike the grinning girl down. But before he could, her voice interrupted him from behind.

"Now, now. I can't have you killing my dear host. I'll be taking my leave." And with that, the prescence disappeared.

Set spun, but Angel was already gone. His twin heads arched back to the sky and howled in frustration.

Angel slipped into her room, and let out a laugh of triumph. The pieces were all aligning as she planned. The god, the king, and the pawns were all falling into place, and now all she had to do was knock them all down.

Quick afternote here. Okay, Egyptian god Set was the god of chaos. In case you hadn't noticed, that's who I'm claiming the Crimson Dragon is. And I know that we know about him, but I'm changing that. So, Set was previously unknown to people in this story.