***
Serena had left shortly before Fader's duel had resumed. There had been no reason to stay; she already knew that Fader would win. Fader would keep winning and gathering powerful cards. That was fine with Serena; Fader could win all he wanted. It didn't matter, becasue Serena knew that she was going to beat him. One day. Soon enough.
She hadn't gone more than a few steps when the communicator on her wrist activated. One of her employess must be trying to get in touch with her. They were monitoring all of the duels across all of Battle City, watching each card that was played.
"Kaiba here. What is it?"
"Miss Kaiba," the voice answered. "We found one."
"Excellent, send me the location."
"Transmitting now."
Serena pulled out her palm computer and flipped it open. A map of Domino appeared on the holo-display with two dots on it. A pink dot represented herself, and a black dot represented her new target. It was only a few blocks away. It won't be long now she thought to herself as she broke into a run.
***
Vega and Fader had shut down their Duel Disks and had taken a seat at the edge of the dried out aquarium, their legs hanging over the edge.
"Here," Vega said handing Fader two locator cards. "These are yours. I'm out of the tournament."
"What?" Fader replied with shock. "I thought you had seven cards?"
"You also thought I had an entire crowd cheering for me," she replied. "Like the crowd, I was only trying to intimidate you. I only had the card I got at the start of the tournamentand the one I won from that kid you saw running out of here when you came in."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"It's no big deal," she said shrugging her sholders. "It's my dad. He's the reason I came out to Battle City in the first place. Apparently my grandpa was a big name duelist or something, so my dad wanted me to go out and follow in his footsteps. I'm just not that enthusiastic about it. Or very good. That's why I came up with the crowd device. I needed all the help I could get.
"You have to live your life how you want to, not how others want to."
"I know. That's why I'm heading home to become a writer like I've always dreamed." Vega shuffled through her deck and removed two cards. She handed them to Fader. "My Ceruvean Phoenix and Tyrant Dragon are yours."
"Thank you Vega. Good luck to you." Fader got to his feet and started for the exit.
"Hold on a sec!" Vega shouted after him. Fader turned to face Vega as she rushed up to him. "I want you to have this too. It was my dad's. I think he expected me to bring a bunch more of them back with me or something." Vega then produced a piece of the Millennium Puzle and lay it in Fader's palm.
"I don't know what to say."
"Just promise me that you'll win."
"I will," he replied. And then he was gone.
Serena had left shortly before Fader's duel had resumed. There had been no reason to stay; she already knew that Fader would win. Fader would keep winning and gathering powerful cards. That was fine with Serena; Fader could win all he wanted. It didn't matter, becasue Serena knew that she was going to beat him. One day. Soon enough.
She hadn't gone more than a few steps when the communicator on her wrist activated. One of her employess must be trying to get in touch with her. They were monitoring all of the duels across all of Battle City, watching each card that was played.
"Kaiba here. What is it?"
"Miss Kaiba," the voice answered. "We found one."
"Excellent, send me the location."
"Transmitting now."
Serena pulled out her palm computer and flipped it open. A map of Domino appeared on the holo-display with two dots on it. A pink dot represented herself, and a black dot represented her new target. It was only a few blocks away. It won't be long now she thought to herself as she broke into a run.
***
Vega and Fader had shut down their Duel Disks and had taken a seat at the edge of the dried out aquarium, their legs hanging over the edge.
"Here," Vega said handing Fader two locator cards. "These are yours. I'm out of the tournament."
"What?" Fader replied with shock. "I thought you had seven cards?"
"You also thought I had an entire crowd cheering for me," she replied. "Like the crowd, I was only trying to intimidate you. I only had the card I got at the start of the tournamentand the one I won from that kid you saw running out of here when you came in."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"It's no big deal," she said shrugging her sholders. "It's my dad. He's the reason I came out to Battle City in the first place. Apparently my grandpa was a big name duelist or something, so my dad wanted me to go out and follow in his footsteps. I'm just not that enthusiastic about it. Or very good. That's why I came up with the crowd device. I needed all the help I could get.
"You have to live your life how you want to, not how others want to."
"I know. That's why I'm heading home to become a writer like I've always dreamed." Vega shuffled through her deck and removed two cards. She handed them to Fader. "My Ceruvean Phoenix and Tyrant Dragon are yours."
"Thank you Vega. Good luck to you." Fader got to his feet and started for the exit.
"Hold on a sec!" Vega shouted after him. Fader turned to face Vega as she rushed up to him. "I want you to have this too. It was my dad's. I think he expected me to bring a bunch more of them back with me or something." Vega then produced a piece of the Millennium Puzle and lay it in Fader's palm.
"I don't know what to say."
"Just promise me that you'll win."
"I will," he replied. And then he was gone.