"Coming, Bunny?" asked Amy when she noticed Bunny was dragging behind the three of them. They had just exited the museum and were determined to get her out of Battle City. Bunny was still puzzling over the dream she had just had.

"Yeah...." she said and started to follow. Then a voice reached hers over the crowd.

"Serena! Bunny!"

"Darien?!" she gasped. A moment later she was locked in his embrace.

"Don't scare me like that," he whispered in her ear.

"Darien...."

"So, you did call him," said Raye to Amy. Amy shrugged.

"Well, he does have a right to know," said Lita.

"I've been so worried," said Darien. "What's happened?"

"I've just fainted...." Bunny muttered.

"And scared us half to death!" snapped Raye.

"You were over-reacting!" retorted Bunny.

"We wouldn't have to, if you didn't get empty-headed every time you got into a crowd," Raye countered.

"I do not!"

"Oh, I forgot," said Raye. "Your empty-headed all the time."

"Cut it out!" yelled Lita.

"Yeah," agreed Amy. "You are starting to attract unnecessary attention."

"We'd better get you home, Buns," said Darien as he began to escort her away, one hand around her waist.

They began to talk and walk out of Battle City. But Bunny found herself listening less and less to the conversation. She started to scan the crowds of duelists, looking for someone. But when she stopped to figure out who, she couldn't remember.

"Hello, Bunny, are you still with us?" called Lita.

"Sorry...." she muttered.

"Do you like all this dueling stuff?" asked Darien.

"Huh?" she asked. "Well..... it is interesting."

"At least she isn't using it to meet boys," whispered Amy to Lita. Lita snickered.

"I think so too," said Darien. "Since the schools are all closed, do you want me to come here tomorrow with you?"

"Is that a good idea?" asked Raye. "After all, if Bunny keeps fainting...."

"It's fine!" yelled Bunny.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning, then," said Darien. Then he leaned close to her and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll protect you. I promise." Bunny felt tingles of happiness.

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"So, what does this card do?" asked Mina as she continued to poke through Joe's deck.

"That's a trap card," he said. "You use it to take one of your opponent's monsters to shield you from an incoming attack."

"I still don't get half of this game," sighed Mina.

"Maybe it will help if you see a duel," suggested Yu-Gi.

"But I love hearing you guys explain it!" chimed Mina.

"Yeah, and I don't mind explaining," said Joe his chest inflating a little.

"But Joe," said Yu-Gi, "Don't forget we still need to find six locator cards."

"Yeah," said Joe. "I know. Hey Mina, how would you like to see a top duelist in action?"

"I'd love too!" she practically squealed.

"Then you'd be more interested in watching Yu-Gi battle," said Tea.

"Hey! I'm a good duelist!" pouted Joe.

"Yeah, Mister-second-in-the-Duelist-Kingdom," said Tea. "And who won that tournament?"

"Don't argue," sighed Yu-Gi.

They started weaving through the crowds, looking for tough competition. They all looked excited and happy..... except Tristan. He was hanging towards the back, sullen, and hardly saying anything.

"What is wrong with you?" asked Tea.

"Why is she interested in Joe?" asked Tristan with a sigh. "How come it's the duelists who get all the girls?" Tea rolled her eyes.

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"So, that's the famous Yu-Gi Motou."

A dark shadow watched them from the safety of a dingy alleyway. He watched his target without blinking, carefully revising the plan in his head. This plan would be the downfall of Yu-Gi Motou. It would be revenge for what he did at the Duelist Kingdom.

He fingered his deck in his duel disk expectantly. This deck he had put together specifically for humiliating Yu-Gi, to make him suffer. He smiled sinisterly at the thought of Yu-Gi with no life points, crushed in a humiliating defeat.

"I'm coming for you...... soon."

But as he continued to watch, several figures wearing dark robes drifted into view. They all had the Wadjet eye on the hood of the robe. And they simply reeked of magic.

"Curse those rare hunters," he muttered, sliding further into the shadows. He watched for another moment, then walked into the shadows until it was impossible to discern him from them.

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Another person was watching the same target. She watched with hungry eyes as Yu-Gi walked pass with his friends. She hissed slightly as they came closest to her, before moving on. Then a slow, evil smile spread across her face.

"A tasty morsel for me to devour," she thought. "Yes, I should love to see how he plays my game."

She slipped out of her hiding place and into another thick set of shadows, unnoticed from the chaos around her.

"I have waited so long....."

She was paused from going any further, though, by the same group of rare hunters as they slipped pass. Compared to her, their attempts at secrecy was like an elephant trying to hide in a strawberry patch.

"What is this magic?" she asked, feeling their connection to the Millennial Rod. "Could it be?" She changed her course slightly and began to follow them.

"It is the same magic!" she exclaimed. "I have a new target..... another Millennial Item."

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"Professor! Another specimen has escaped. That's three this week!"

"I know," said a cold, male voice.

"But....."

"I set them loose."

"What?!"

"They can track magic."

"But..... what if they hurt someone?"

"That is not your concern, Eugenia."

"But they are laboratory specimen! What if...."

"I don't care about your frivolous concerns. I am in charge here, don't forget. Those creatures will do my will. And I will study the magic they find, to make our research more powerful."

"......."

"You are my assistant. Don't question me. Is that clear?"

".......Yes sir........"

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