I don't own the characters to Yu-Gi-Oh! just the story I wrote. Please read and enjoy!

The writing format that I had really sucks, so it shall be changed...not by me, Jonouchi caste another spell before the last chapter ended, with the mysterious disappearance of Mokuba, Honda, and then everyone when upstairs because of the Loud crack of Lighting and a Horse Neighs (a.k.a. LcoLaaHN) anyway, you may be sick of me by now, but this may be the end, (hey, it was a short season!) so onward we go!

All of a sudden the writing format changed from that of a script of that of an actual story format. Ari's name changed spelling wise and Chickens just up and disappeared. Jonouchi turned to upstairs of Yugi's house to that of a castle in the medieval times.

"Ari is sick of the stupid narrator," said Ari. The narrator was upset but went on narrating. When Yugi and the others got upstairs, everyone had on medieval clothes on, but Ari was in his street punk clothes: blue jeans, and a t-shirt under a dark blue hoodie. Everyone looked at Ari in anger, but all Ari did was shrug and gave an "I dunno what the hell happened" look. Jonouchi walked down a set of stairs that came out of nowhere. Jonouchi was wearing a cloak of a midnight blue that shimmered silver that appeared to have in the shape of moons and stars. Ari took out a cigarette and lit it with his lighter, his lucky green lighter he always had on him. He took a puff and pocketed the lighter. The puff of smoke escaped his nostrils and unraveled like silk in the air. Jonouchi put out the cigarette from a distance and turned it into a snake. Ari threw it to Jonouchi, but it turned back into a cigarette.

"See how the style of writing changed, Jonouchi? Chickens did the first bit, but he's an idiot. Also reveals less of reality, he's more of the comical type," Ari said as he lit another cigarette. He and Jonouchi continued with a battle of wits.

"Ah, but you didn't think that Jonouchi could do this on his own did you? You are nothing, just like Jonouchi," said some voice manipulating Jonouchi's body. Ari took another puff and stepped through the rest of the group.

"Heh, but you failed to look beyond just an exoskeleton. I know, the quote 'pot calling the kettle black' and I didn't see it before. You're not Jonouchi, you're a spirit controlling him, like a puppet and a puppeteer."

The body snatcher took a puff of the stolen cigarette and added, "Good, I now know what I'm up against."

"That's a load of shit." Mai, dressed in a skirt that would have been "sinful" back in the medieval times, stepped up to Ari. "Um, Hun, what do you mean that's not Jonouchi?" she asked.

"Yeah," asked Anzu, dressed in what a princess might have worn for a party. Yugi was dressed in a prince's clothes for a party. Kaiba, in another kind of prince outfit, looked at Ari in an attitude. Yami was dressed like a knight, and so was Bakura. Ryou was dressed as a jester, Bakura laughed at Ryou being a jester. Ari took another puff of the cigarette and studied the aura of this body snatcher. He peered deep into Jonouchi's eyes and continued to see through to the other soul. The soul was cold and heartless. He could tell because the soul was pure ice, and had no heart inside it.

"If that's not Jonouchi, then who is it?" asked Yugi.

"Well, his soul is ice, and absent of a heart. Also, he likes to smoke," Ari said like a bad ass, "but other than that I really can't tell too much about him. He may be a very malevolent soul, but hell if I really know." He turned back the to possessed Jonouchi.

"Ah, then I guess an introduction is in order now is it," said the possessed Jonouchi, "I am the evil, as you presumed, sorcerer Drangonskule. Yes, I am aware of my odd name. I made it myself after studying after the most powerful shamans, priests, and sorcerers around. It is similar to the words "Dragon" and "Skull". I twisted the words to form something never made before."

"I think I heard that in a movie before," Ari said sarcastically as he took another puff of his cigarette.

"You try my patience young man. Jonouchi put up a similar fight before I took him over. Being trapped in a book for millions of years isn't very entertaining," Drangonskule said.

"I'd imagine so, books get boring if you've memorized them front to back, back to front, upside down, down side up, and in different languages."

"You are an annoying little man."

"Hey! Who you calling annoying!" Ari said angrily. He let his temper get away from himself. Drangonskule smiled evilly and started to wave his arm in a certain fashion, like writing in the air.

Sorry to cut it so short, but I needed to this time. I'll try to have more in the next chapter. Sorry for the format switch, kinda was sick of the other one. But anyways, read, review, and tell me if it should go on or quit!