Chapter Four: The Saga Begins

C.M.: (Wakes up with a yawn.) I feel strange. My left eye feels weird.

He felt up for his eye and felt cold hard metal instead of a normal eyeball. Nervous, he looked in the mirror. In place of his left eyeball was the Millennium Eye. He remembered his encounter from his trip to Egypt.

(Flashback: C.M. is looking about in an ancient tomb of a pharaoh. C.M.: Hmm, what's this golden triangle? Well, I think I'd better keep it safe from tomb robbers.

Pocketing it, C.M. moves on to find a strange armband with chains and a grappling hook hanging out. Putting it on, he moves on to find a golden eyeball. When he picks it up, it floats onto his left eyeball and forces it out making room for this new golden eyeball. C.M. collapses in extreme pain and when he woke up, it was at this time. End flashback.)

C.M.: So that must mean the triangle and armband are still there. Yeah, the armband is on my arm and the triangle is still in my pocket. But what am I supposed to do about this eye in my left socket?

He took a moment to think about it and rushed to his closet. After changing in to his school clothes. But then he took out an old motorcycle helmet and smashed it until all it had was the head part and half its visor left. Sorting out the problem with the eye, he walked to school.

At school, he sat down in his desk behind Yugi and his friends, who are now sixteen and in 11th Grade. The teacher enters the room leaving the door slightly ajar. Ramada-Sensei put on his speech voice.

R.S.: Right class. We have a new pupil. Like C.M., he is transferred from a younger grade due to intelligence levels. Okay, you may come in now.

The new boy came in. He was much smaller than C.M. This caused concern to the class. If he was this young, then he must be a lot smarter than everyone.

R.S.: Class, meet Kenny Pyroteck. He is 8 and transferred from 3rd Grade. His intelligence quotient, or I.Q., is like no other of his age peers. Please make our new student welcome. Kenny, you may sit next to, hmm, where's an empty seat? Ah, next to Anzu and C.M. will do fine.

Kenny: Yes, sir.

Little Kenny walked over towards his assigned seat and C.M.'s mind went crazy with suspicion. Thoughts like 'this kid has an essence like no other I've sensed' jumped round inside his head.