Disclaimer: I don't own Magic the Gathering...well, I own the cards...but not the actual like...company that makes them...kinda wish I did though...

A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed...I guess I can try to continue this... (I haven't updated in like months) and wow...I actually found people intrigued by clichéness, which I was going for...kinda. I meant for this to be very cliché and all that! Alright, onto another cheesy chapter!

The Wizard and the Girl

Jacob sat down at a nearby table after registering. He wanted to make sure his deck was in proper order before the tournament began, but he didn't know how many adjustments he should make, he only figured that he should make sure his side deck had everything his decks would need.

"Hello," a deep voice greeted, "And you must be...Jacob Aryan?" Jacob looked up from where he sat to see a tall figure towering above him.

"How do you know my name?" Jacob asked, "Who are you?"

"I know everything about everybody at this tournament," he said and smiled, "You may call me Roy..."

"Roy?" Jacob asked, "What kind of a name is that?" He laughed at this name, for someone who seemed so mysterious they sure had a simple name.

"The only kind of name I'll tell you right now young one," Roy replied, "I have another name, one you shall find out later on. Is that your deck?" Roy pointed to the cards Jacob had laid out on the table.

"Yes, it is..." Jacob said carefully, wondering when this nut would leave him alone.

"It's a good deck. You have potential!" he said, "I shall see you again soon..." And with those words he left Jacob and walked away.

"What a nut," Jacob murmured to himself and he turned back to his deck, sorting out the cards and stuff from his main deck, placing his other decks nearby and taking out his side deck and other cards. He looked at one of his favorite cards, the Wind Spirit. It wasn't strong, it wasn't even really a worthwhile blue card, but he loved it nonetheless. He looked at his Quicksilver dragon as well. This little guy had gotten Jacob out of trouble before...he had given it the best of his enchantments and it was a creature to be reckoned with.

"Hiya there!" a voice piped up. Jacob sighed, was this every going to be easy?

"Who are you?" he asked, and looked up from where he was.

"My name is Teresa!" she said, and Jacob sort of recoiled. She had pretty braids, two of them with green and blue ribbons and deep sea green eyes. She was wearing black which seemed to clash horribly with her hair which was, with no surprise, deep blue.

"What do you want?" Jacob asked peevishly.

"Why did you join this tournament?" she asked and sat down across from him. Teresa took a card from his pile and looked at it.

"Hey, give that back!" Jacob said.

"Wow, the Wind Spirit...I love this card...I love anything that has to do with the elements or the spirits..." she said, and placed it back on the other cards, "But you still didn't answer my question."

"I'm in this tournament just to win it," Jacob said, "Now go away..."

"Well, I suppose that is a reason..." she said, "I don't like Blue/White decks myself. I prefer to play with Elves..."

"Fascinating..." Jacob said, "Now please go away..." He really didn't mean to be rude he just wanted to sort through his cards and prepare but apparently everyone was interested in him.

"Yeah...Life be my shields... know the card that's from? It's one of the 5 crowns in the game..." she continued, "I prefer the green selections, because it is life no matter what...Forests always have life...and power, I like the power of some of those cards too..."

"Please go?" Jacob begged, "Teresa, please just go away, I'm trying to get myself organized!"

"Oh, that's what you were trying to do?" she asked, "I'll leave you to it then!" She started to stand up and smiled at him.

"What is it?" he asked with a sigh.

"This tournament is called the Tournament of Dragons for a reason..." she began, "This is different than any tournament you've been in before... When I face you, I sure hope I do...you can prepare to loose, because I'm going to beat you...and prove Elves are the strongest..."

"That's why you're in this?" Jacob asked.

"Perhaps..." she said and started to walk away, "See you later Jacob!"

'How did she know my name?' Jacob asked himself as he looked down at his cards. He reached into his pocket for a deck that still was there. It was a powerful deck, but Jacob hardly used it because he didn't like to that much. It was a multicolored deck and though it had never let him down, he just didn't prefer it to his blue/white deck. The deck was his dragon deck. He had spent weeks collecting dragons and dragon related cards just to make this deck. It even had the 5 dragon legends, Darigaaz, Rath, Treva, Dromar, and Crosis... Should he use this deck though? Just because a tournament is called "the Tournament of Dragons" doesn't mean that dragons should be used all the time. Jacob laughed at himself for thinking that he should even consider using a deck he hardly used in the past. He should stick to what he knew...it had never let him down and Jacob Aryan thought that was the best sign he had to go on, he didn't need a Dragon based deck to win...

TBC

A/N: Again, thanks to everyone who reviewed! I hope you'll review this chapter as well... I'm only doing this story truly on a whim...so the more reviews the more motivated I could be to do more with it. Cheesy, right? Well, don't say I didn't warn you! Thanks a bunch!