Disclaimer: I don't own YGO...unfortunately (I'd make a lot of money!) Here is chapter 3. Chapter five will be the first chapter that replies to reviews. This fic was posted as chapter four was being written.

Legends of the Demon Duelist-Dragon Arc

Chapter 3: Gift of the Proctor

"That was an excellent duel." the proctor said as he put his deck away.

"Yes...thank you, sir." Adriel said, bowing. "And thank you for helping me right at the end." he added.

"On that note," said a stern voice from behind Adriel, "We are very disappointed in you, Mr. Haruki. Cheating from the applicants has been experienced before, but never from the faculty. We'll work out the details later, but know that you're out of a job." the man said.

"Wait, you can't do that!" said Adriel in a very out of character outburst.

"Actually, young man, I can. I am in charge of admissions office and I employ every one of our proctors. Therefore, thanks to the little hint that Mr. Haruki gave you at the end of your duel, he is fired. You should be more worried, however, about yourself. We have nothing in our constitution mentioning a proctor cheating for a student. You might not be allowed in the academy." the man continued.

"Adriel, it's okay." said Mr. Haruki. "Besides, it's just a summer job. I have to get back home for the start of the first semester, anyway." he added.

"...alright." Adriel replied, stepping back respectfully.

"Come with us." said the admissions director, leading two suits behind him. Mr. Haruki moved to follow them, but stopped for a moment.

"Here, have this." he said, giving Adriel his deck box.

"Wh-What? You can't give me your deck!" Adriel said in a hushed voice.

"I can and I will. Trust me...there is more to that deck than toon monsters. Take tonight to find out what I mean." he said as he left.

"But Mr. Haruki-" Adriel started.

"The name's Aeron." Adriel's short-lived 'mentor' said as he walked through the door.

Several hours later, Adriel was called to the admissions office. He had, for that time, taken to watching the duels going on. He took special notice of the duel between his female seatmate from the test and her unfortunate proctor. She tore him apart in three quick turns. Adriel also took notice of the fact that her name was "Erika Amero", according to her ranking in the test.

"Thank you for coming." said the admissions director as Adriel edged into a chair. "Now then, I assume you know why you are here. We've never experienced this kind of situation before. Normally, I'd be inclined to just kick you out and be done with it," the man said as Adriel blanched. "However, you had an exceptionally good score on the test." Adriel sighed in relief.

"Your essay, on the other hand, is not so impressive." The color that had returned to the half-demon's face was drained again. "Your grammar is terrible and your duel monsters terminology is even worse." While Adriel knew that his essay would've gone by unnoticed at home, he chose not to mention this fact.

"I attribute these mistakes, however, to simple boyish ignorance." Adriel didn't know whether to take that as a good thing or a bad thing. "Therefore, we are giving you two options. Before we explain, however, let me tell you how we decided what those options would be. The essay obviously counts against you. And depending on what option you choose, the duel will either count for or against you. The test, however, counts for you, no matter what. Your two options are to either duel me or be admitted in the Osiris Red dormitory. If you duel me and win, you will be admitted in the Ra Yellow dormitory. If you lose, however, you will not be admitted into the academy." the man stated.

Adriel immediately reached into his pocket for his deck and began to pull it out, before he realized that his deck was still in his DuelDisc. He deftly pulled Aeron's deck box from his pocket and onto his lap, noticing that the bottom 'card' inside was actually a piece of paper. It was a relatively long note labeled "Tips". Adriel read the first line relatively quickly:

"NEVER duel a staff member under ANY circumstances!"


"So Aeron already anticipated that this would happen."
Adriel thought to himself as he replied, "I'd like to be admitted into Osiris Red, please." he said politely.

"Very well," replied the admissions officer, looking a bit put out. However, a deal was a deal, and he signed off on Adriel's forms and stamped them with a red insignia bearing an image of the sky dragon. "Welcome to the academy."

Adriel's dorm was a small-looking building that slightly resembled an apartment complex. A cheap apartment complex. He lugged his suitcase into a corner and threw his new uniform and duel disk onto the top bunk. "Heh, this room is so small that the third bunk is only slightly taller than me... But I don't think anyone will notice if I sleep as a demon." he thought, glad to be able to let down his guard at least at night. Adriel grabbed his uniform and surveyed it. He wasn't too pleased.

"I really hate uniforms...especially red uniforms." he muttered. The uniform luckily consisted only of a red and white jacket.
Other limitations were also imposed. "Where am I supposed to put all my stuff?" Adriel asked himself as he quickly emptied his pants pockets. Adriel pulled out a longsleeve black shirt, but quickly decided that his pants pockets were vital to everyday life, and anyone who tried to make him change clothes could challenge him to a duel.

"I wish I'd have thought about that before I emptied my pockets..." he sighed as he took of his black overshirt.

"Just make sure you clean up the mess." muttered a voice.

Adriel nearly jumped out of his skin. He instinctively reached for his Duel Disc, thinking that the intrusion had to be a demon to go undetected, but then realized that he himself had not been paying attention.

"Why?" Adriel asked as he pulled off his white undershirt and grabbed his longsleeve black shirt.

"Because I don't like messes." said the new boy as he moved his stuff to the corner.

"Oh. Sorry." Adriel replied as he surveyed this new boy. He was pretty tall, maybe within an inch or two of Adriel. He definitely weighed more than Adriel in his non-demon form, although it wasn't from fat. The guy was definitely strong. He was no bodybuilder, but the presence of muscles was more defined than that of Adriel, who was lithe and supple in his human state. This was made obvious as he changed into his uniform.

He wore exactly the same thing Adriel was, except he was wearing a studded belt with a chain hanging off one loop and going into his pocket. A bracelet to match his belt was resting on his right wrist, since his DuelDisk assumedly attached to his left. His thin undershirt was black, not white. Sunglasses had originally covered his green eyes (which contrasted the color of his long, spiky brown hair), but the boy had removed those earlier on. Adriel's roommate, however, made no move to take off any of his accessories. He had merely, like Adriel, changed shirts and put on the jacket.

Adriel finished dressing before he asked questions. "Name?" he asked sharply.

"Chase Tamer." was the equally antisocial reply.

"Adriel Zaytel." Adriel replied before putting all his stuff away. Chase claimed the bottom bunk.

"Uh...how old are you?" questioned the dragon demon.

"Fifteen." replied Chase, who was lying on his bed.

"Me too." Adriel replied as he climbed up onto his own bunk. The welcoming ceremony wasn't until the next night, so there was a 24 hour block to buy and trade cards, have a few practice duels, and just socialize in general. Adriel, however, felt like his deck was sufficient and that he shouldn't rush into meeting people. His roommates were enough for one day.

"You duel?" Adriel asked as he pulled out his deck and Aeron's deck. He then realized how stupid of a question that was. "What kind of deck do you run?" he corrected.

"Fiends."

"I play dragons." Adriel replied as he pulled out Aeron's note and read it.

"NEVER duel a staff member under ANY circumstances!
Always have a way out
The ends don't justify the means
Underestimating is for underachievers
Regard choices with caution
Every card counts
"

As he finished the note, the door once again opened. A brownish blonde-headed boy slowly walked into the room. "...hey." he said as he found a place to put his stuff. Adriel glanced over his bed and noted that this boy, too, was wearing the same clothes. His eyes were amber brown in color and he was wearing frameless glasses with silver arms. His hair was slightly shorter than Adriel's and was worn in a Caesar-style cut. He had buttoned his black shirt up, but left it out of his pants. The teen appeared to be closer to Adriel than Chase in body build, perhaps a bit less muscular. He, like his roommates, opted to keep as much of his clothes on as possible.

"Adriel Zaytel, 15, dragons." Adriel said as he returned to his work.

"Chase Hunter, 15, fiends." came Chase's reply.

"Uh...Eric Kaiden, 15, machines." Eric replied

Adriel took some time to think about the bizzare fact that all three boys in the room wore exactly the same thing. He decided, however, that such things were of no real consequence and continued to look through Aeron's deck. The toon monsters Adriel fought against, along with their support were present. Suddenly, he gasped sharply.

"Hn?" questioned Chase.

"Oh...nothing." Adriel replied. "Why is this in here!" What Adriel found was a black foil pack of cards. There was no fancy design, just one label: "Dragon I". Adriel had only ever heard of the type packs. They were extremely rare cards and contained extremely strong support for the type they were named after. Holding his breath, Adriel opened the pack.
"...what?" Inside the pack were two things, a card and a note. Adriel opted to first read the note:

"Hey Adriel, I bet I fooled you, didn't I? Well, here's how it is. I was more than a temp. I was someone assigned to make sure you got into the academy, employed by...well, actually, I don't know who really put me up to the job. I got a letter, sent a reply, and got a package a few days later. That's it, really.

Anyway, here's the deal. This paper only holds so much text, and I want to talk to you. I have a secret hideout in the forest nearby, and there's a phone in there. The only number on autodial is my cell, so call me from there."

Adriel put that note with the other one and looked at the card.

TYP – DR1 Ult. Rare
Dragon's Gathering TRAP
Trap

Use this card only if you have a dragon monster on your field. Search your deck for one dragon card that can fuse with the monster on your field. Immediately fuse these two monsters as well as any other monster you have on the field that can fuse with the designated two monsters.

Instantly, Adriel pulled out a card from his deck and replaced it. Getting Cyber End Dragon onto the field instantly became easier.

"Adriel?" asked Eric. Adriel realized that Eric had been calling him for a while.

"Oh...sorry. Yeah?" he asked.

"Time to go to dinner." Eric replied. Chase was already standing at the door.

"Right...sorry. Let's go." Adriel apologized as he put his deck in his pocket and jumped off of the bed. The three of them left for dinner.