I feel confused right about now. Yes, I'm back people, but three-chapters-less…except this one. I've got to stop making promises I can't keep. I'm not telling you why I'm confused, or why I was gone, but I'll tell you one thing. Here is the Disclamber… Disclainer… Disclaymered… Disclaimer!

Disclaimer: Me no own Yugioh G/X, capeesh?

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Chapter 8

New Friends

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Chazz was standing in front of the classroom next to the new teacher, Ms. Hazel. She was explaining how Armed Dragons are summoned, and of course, what better an example than Chazz Princeton?

"So Mr. Princeton, how do you normally get out your Armed Dragon LV5?" Ms. Hazel asked.

"Well that's easy! I'd have Armed Dragon LV3 out, and then I'd send him to the graveyard for Armed Dragon LV5! And then I'd attack the monster on the other side of the field, and then use his affect to get out LV7! See? In one turn, I can get out one of the strongest monsters in the game!"

The class did some 'wow!'ing and oohs. Ms. Hazel didn't like it when students bragged of say more than they should when she asked a question. She decided on payback.

"So, is there any other way to get LV5 on the field?"

"Um…" Chazz said, not expecting such an easy question. "I could use Level Modulation…or Level Up-"

"What if you had no traps or spells at all and the only monster on the field was Ojama Yellow?" Ms. Hazel asked.

"Yeah boss! What if I was on the field?" Ojama Yellow said as he appeared and started floating around Chazz. Ojama Yellow started to say "huh?" while floating, which didn't make things easier. Chazz didn't say anything, because if he opened his mouth, he'd yell, "Shut Up!" to Ojama Yellow, and Ms. Hazel might think that he's yelling at her.

"Mr. Princeton? Can you think of anything else?"

Chazz shook his head sadly. He knew, but he just couldn't say anything from annoyance.

"You could sacrifice Ojama Yellow to summon Armed Dragon LV5. Level 5 monsters can be normal summoned by sacrificing one monster on the field. You should've known that Mr. Princeton. Sit down."

Chazz took his seat, smacked Ojama Yellow between his hands angrily, and tried his best to ignore Bastion, who was silently laughing at him.

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Am I the only person who notices that Bastion and Chazz are like rivals? For example:

Camula: I don't want to duel schoolboys.

Bastion to Chazz: She must mean you.

Chazz to Bastion: No, she means you!

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And another example:

Chazz looks for Pharaoh The Cat.

Jaden: What's wrong with Chazz?

Bastion to Jaden: What do you mean? He's lost his mind. Isn't it obvious?

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And the last example before I return to the story:

Chumley and Syrus pull Banner and try to force him to duel Camula

Prof. Banner: But I can't go! Who will feed Pharaoh?

Chazz: Forget Banner. This is obviously a job for Chazz Princeton.

Bastion: If you mean feeding the cat, you're right.

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"By the way class, if you haven't noticed, we have a new Exodia Gold student. His name is Jasper Dice. He's the King of The Slifers."

A student in the class rose from his seat, which was right in front of Cecelia's. He had on a Slifer uniform like Jaden's, only the white parts were gold. Everybody in the room clapped for him. Cecelia got annoyed. Nobody clapped for her when she was introduced to the class.

When the bell rang Cecelia was so happy she could …well you get the point. Before she left, she went over to Jasper, who had a friend with him who was in Ra yellow.

"Hiiiii! I'm Cecelia Harp! The Queen of Games! And I'm-"

"The master at being a kid." Mira said as she came up to them, "And annoying."

"Annoying? I can do that!" Jasper said. The Ra boy rolled his eyes, indicating "Oh boy. Here we go."

"Ooh! I love being annoying! Don't you?" Cecelia said as she jumped up and down.

"Yeah! Who's your main target?"

"My uncle, Bastion Misawa. Who's yours?"

Jasper pointed at the Ra boy. "Him."

"I am not a target." The boy said.

"Sure you aren't Dave-O."

"Don't call me that."

"Never!" Jasper replied, waiting for negatives.

The Ra boy didn't reply. Cecelia giggled while Mira tried to solve the puzzle in her head that had just erupted. Why did the Ra boy sound so…so…familiar? She tossed it away from her head, not wanting to know why.

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Mira was walking around the Obelisk Blue Girls' Dorm, going down this hallway, going through that door. Summing it all up, she was looking for her room … and lost.

"Hm hm hm…hm hm hm… hm hm, hm hm…" Mira hummed as she turned and walked down another hallway. The whole place was empty, and very quiet and dark. Scary. Mira was really anxious.

No fear. No fear. Do not have fear…what? What was that? So familiar…where did it come from? It feels…like I've said it before. No fear. Hmm… Mira thought as yet again, she shook it off. She shouldn't look to her past, and try to find out her future… like finding her room…

Where is my room? Note to Self: Listen to Chancellor Sheppard when he tells you where your dorm is…not that I'll have to do that again. Oh hey! Who's that? Mira thought as she saw a girl with dark brown hair sitting in front of a door, with her back to the door. She looked up at Mira.

"Hey. Any possible way you're Mira Magrava?" the girl asked, looking very worn out.

Mira was about to say "Magrava? What?" but then she remembered that that was her new last name.

"Yes, I'm Mira."

The girl jumped up to her feet. "You're Mira? Seriously?"

"Yes. Who are you?" Mira asked.

The girl sighed with relief. "Oh yes! Finally! You're late. I'm your roommate, Mariah Donolai." Mariah said happily.

Mira suddenly found joy in her too and gasped happily. "You're my roommate? Thank god! I've been searching forever for my new room!"

"I can understand that. I was a bit overwhelmed of the size myself when I came here. What are we doing standing around? C'mon! Let's go inside!" Mariah said as she took out a key from her pocket and shoved it in the keyhole. She twisted it and pushed. Mira looked inside. Where is everything? …Oh! Uh…um… Oh dear…

When Mira first looked into the room, it seemed pitch black, even when the light was turned on. A closer look and she found out that almost everything in the room (including walls) were black or red. On the walls were hard rock bands' posters, but Mira didn't know any of them (she doesn't remember her past before being the Magma Pixie). The only things in the whole place that weren't black or red: the T.V. screen, a few of the rugs, the sinks, the toilet but not the cover, and Mira's room. The thing that made Mira go 'Oh dear' was the fact that the whole place was a complete mess. Almost nothing was in the right place.

First thing I'm going to do tomorrow is clean this place… Mira thought.

Mariah saw the look on Mira's face. "I'm sorry it's such a big mess in here. My family wasn't so keen to cleaning. I hope you don't mind how rocker this place looks too."

"Not at all Mariah. It's just fine." Mira replied, wondering what 'rocker' meant.

"Great! You'll get more familiar here tomorrow. I suggest you freshen up in the tub and sleep. Tomorrow we'll talk." Mariah said as she went into her room and closed the door. Mira went into the bathroom and got in the tub. (I'd like to be descriptive here, sure, but I don't like writing 'got undressed'… for all you pervs out there.)

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"Great! You'll get more familiar here tomorrow. I suggest you freshen up in the tub and sleep. Tomorrow we'll talk." Mariah said as she went into her room and closed the door.

She collapsed onto her bed and took a picture frame from the small table next to her bed. It was a picture of her and her boyfriend. Neither of them were really smiling, and Mariah looked very shy that then. But then again, why should they look like a happy couple? They were only pretending to blend in, for their master, Doraven.

This looks like a disaster. Mariah thought as she took out the picture and ripped it straight down the line, separating her from the boy in the picture.

I've got to tell father that this'll-…speaking of father…

Mariah picked up her walkie-talkie. It was shaped as a crescent, and midnight blue. She pressed a button on it.

"Hello? Father? Are you-?"

"I'm always here, princess Mariah." Replied a dark, deep voice.

"Father, that's awfully sweet."

"Anything for my little darling angel. Is this about the one we seek?"

"Yes father."

"Is she with you now?"

"No father, she's not. The Chancellor assigned someone else to my room. Her name's Mira Magrava, but the good thing is that she's friends with her."

Master Doraven thought for a moment, to Mariah, this was complete silence.

"Befriend this Ms. Magrava," Doraven said, "and allow her to join us. At the same time, befriend the one we seek as well. Form a strong alliance, and let them join us. If you do this correctly, they will not refuse the offer."

"Why can't you just get David to bound and gag them?"

"He's busy with his own ordeal."

"Ordeal? But that means-"

"Suffering? Torment? Yes, he is dealing with that."

"Um…I don't get it."

"It's not to worry about."

"Okay father. Thank you."

"Good night my princess."

"Good night, father." Mariah said as she pressed the button on the crescent. Then she collapsed onto the bed again and picked up the picture she just ripped recently. Mariah stared at the two halves for a while, and then put them back into the picture frame, arranging them so it didn't looked ripped. She went out of her room and went next door, Mira's room. Mira was already done with her shower and sitting on her bed in her gray and blue pajamas. Mariah looked around the room.

Where's all her stuff? Mariah thought.

"Hey Mira, where's your luggage?"

"My what?"

"Your things, suitcases, dolls, other clothes… that stuff. Where are they?"

Mira didn't know what to say. "Um…they're…er… uh…"

Mariah raised one eyebrow. Mira, cornered and not knowing what to say, decided on the truth.

"Well, it started like this. I was a Magma Pixie. I lived in the volcano in the center of this island, and was the owner of Magma Dragons. If I left, the dragons would disappear and the volcano would erupt without their presence. So, if I left, everyone on Duel Academy would have to evacuate from the molten lava. In order to leave without harming everyone, I would have to duel someone and whoever won would leave. Only women can be Magma Pixies though, and I choose who I want to duel. I can do that because my dragons spy on all of you, and tell me who's the best and who's not. Anyway, one day, one of my dragons told me there was a girl nearby, and she didn't have blue on. My dragons told me that red was the worst, yellow was the middle, and blue was very good. Well the girl who passed by was wearing yellow, or I thought it was yellow, and I put an enchantment on her to draw her into the volcano. She went in, with a companion, and I told them the circumstances."

"Just then, their other friends came and I dueled one of them. I lost, but the yellow girl made a duel spirit the new owner and I left. Then I enrolled here. Well that's it."

Mariah was staring at her.

What am I, an idiot? Dammit! She'll never believe that!

"I'm kidding!" Mira said as she fake-laughed.

"Hm…I see." Mariah said.

"WHAT? YOU BELIEVE ME?"

Mariah smiled. "Of course! Why wouldn't I? It sounds fair enough, and that's probably the only reason any girl wouldn't have anything with them at all. Regular students come in here by helicopter, and you can't say all of your stuff fell off the copter into the sea. Plain old logic. There's no other way you wouldn't have anything."

Mira sat there speechlessly. She believed her. Whoa.

"But there's only one thing that confuses me," Mariah said, "What's a Magma What-did-you-call-it?"

"Oh! A Magma Dragon? Here!" Mira said as she reached for her old deck. She gave it to Mariah.

Mariah looked through the cards. Each one card after another, she understood how much power each card held. None of them existed, and she saw why. They were like cheating cards, and one of them was very similar to Burning Land. But then again, they didn't exist. She couldn't use these in Duel Academy.

"Mira, you'll need a new deck. These card don't-"

"I know they're one-of-a-kinds and nobody knows what they are. My friend, Cecelia, told me. I went and got a new deck so I could duel here. The only problem is that I haven't tried it yet."

"That's not a big problem. Tomorrow's Saturday, we'll duel then. Now good night."

"Night." Mira said as Mariah left the room and turned off the lights.

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"Ooh! Uncle Bastion! What's this card?" Cecelia said as she put the card right in front of his eyes.

Cecelia was on her bed looking through Bastion's decks. She had his vest thing spread out in front of her. Bastion had told her to look at one deck at a time, otherwise she'd mix up the cards. He really worded this the right way, so Cecelia wouldn't cheat out his words.

"That's White Magician Pikeru." Bastion replied.

"Sweet! Can I have her? Oh please Uncle Bastion!" Cecelia asked.

"No, you can't."

"Oh I see. This card is worth something, okay. I'll trade you!"

"Still Cecelia. No."

"But Uncle Bastion! Please?"

"I won't say it again. I still want Pikeru in my deck."

"How does she fit in in your FIRE deck?"

"She just does. Couldn't you stop acting like a child for a few minutes? I'm trying to do the homework, which apparently you aren't doing."

Cecelia slumped down and stared at Pikeru, then into nothingness for a few more minutes.

"I know why you want Pikeru."

"Oh really?" Bastion asked. He was going to get a laugh out of this. "Why do I keep her?"

"Because she just told me she's your duel spirit."

"Sorry Cecelia. Wrong answer. I don't have a duel spirit."

"Well maybe that's because you can't see her yet."

"Well if you really want to know if she's my duel spirit, why don't you ask Jaden or Chumley? They see duel spirits."

"He's in denial."

"I hope you're not talking about me."

"Stop dropping in on my conversations Uncle Bastion!"

"Who are you talking to?"

"Your Duel Spirit!" Cecelia pointed out.

Bastion screamed in frustration. "Stop acting like a kid! You're 15 years old!"

"Then stop acting like you own me! You're 15 too!" Cecelia said.

Bastion didn't reply. She was just trying to get him to act childish, but Bastion knew her too well. After a long while, Cecelia giggled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing Uncle Bastion. Good night."

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"Well if you really want to know if she's my duel spirit, why don't you ask Jaden or Chumley? They see duel spirits." Bastion said.

"He's in denial." Cecelia said to White Magician Pikeru.

"I hope you're not talking about me."

"Stop dropping in on my conversations Uncle Bastion!"

"Yeah! It's annoying!" Pikeru said.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Your Duel Spirit!" Cecelia pointed out.

"Yeah! Duel spirits!" Petit Angel and Pikeru said.

Bastion screamed in frustration. "Stop acting like a kid! You're 15 years old!"

"Then stop acting like you own me! You're 15 too!" Cecelia said.

"He's 15? He looks older than that." Petit Angel said.

"That's not funny! Why don't we go and make fun of Cecelia?" Pikeru said in protection for Bastion.

Petit Angel thought for a moment and replied, "Cecelia used to have gray hair, but she dyed it."

"Really? Cecelia would look awesome in gray hair."

"Yeah. If she tied her hair in a bun then she would look like an old lady."

"I like old ladies. Don't make fun of them." Pikeru said.

"Whatever. Is he always on the computer?" Petit Angel asked, looking at Bastion.

"Pfft! I can't picture him doing anything else on his spare time."

"He's a real genius."

"If he's such a genius, he should use his big brain and try to see us."

"Yeah. He should do that."

"He really should at least try to believe we're here."

"Ooh! Would you like to meet my friend? He's really nice! He's Winged Kuriboh! Can we Cecelia?"

"Yeah! Can we?" Pikeru asked.

Cecelia giggled. Watching the small duel spirits having a conversation was fun.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing Uncle Bastion. Good night."

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End of the chapter.

I don't hate Bastion or anyone. It's just a story. Bastion is one of my favorite characters, next to Syrus of course. Sorry there wasn't a duel in this one. If I did a duel every time I made a chapter, it might not be a good story. How many people read this? 5? 6? Sorry. Just review me anybody. I feel like I'm talking into a black void full of nothing but the darkness…not in the dark way. In the strange funny way, if you can find it.

Ooh! 1 more thing! Who can guess who's the boy in the picture? Heheh, I know, you have no clues, but it should be easy. I gave you three, no four new characters. Get used to them, because the next few chapters includes them a lot. Read and Review!