"One decision can change the fate of all. That is Chaos Effect, children. Know it, embrace it"

-Dr. Kevin Allen

A Butterfly flaps it's wings

"Lesson One Lilka: Never, ever believe that you can beat any duelist. Just because you are good now, doesn't mean that you can beat everyone. Or do I need to take us home and walk you through my trophy room?"

Lilka shook her head. "No." She said quietly.

"Good. Lesson Two: Ice Cream cures everything." She frowned and looked over at the attendant behind the cooler. "No no no. I want a scoop of chocolate, a scope of vanilla, a scoop of strawberry and a scoop of rocky road."

The man frowned. "I don't think it will stay up madam."

Raia winked at her daughter and let her fingers glow, the treat flashing with magic. "Oh, I think it will just fine, don't you agree Lilka?"

Lilka paused, looking at her own super sized scoop treat. This was her mother's next test for her, and after everything that happened today, she was sure as hell not going to fail at this on.

When they had begun their duel earlier that evening, Raia had destroyed Lilka. Afterwards, Raia told her that Lilka had never stood a chance. Her mother had used a spell her grandfather had taught Raia, a spell similar to the effects of his Millenium Dagger. It allowed Raia to break the bond between a duelist and their deck. No heart of the cards, no calling out to yoru KA, no chance to win. For someone use to using such skills, Lilka had been left blind, deaf and dumb.

When pressed for why she had done that, Raia told her that she and Guy had been talking about Lilka and her siblings and how they had no true mastery over their magic. Sure, they knew how to use the physical gifts like super speed, strength and agility, as well as their mental abilities. But they were crippled when it came tousing the magic they had inherited from their mother. Combined that with the demigod status their father had given them, and they should be able to do anything. Yet, they couldn't, they were lacking the knowledge.

So, Raia and Guy had decided that while they had each a child, they would teach them about part of their heiritage. Raia had magic, and Guy would teach about godly power.

Lilka's ice cream glowed, and then returned to normal. She grinned, taking her treat, and Raia gave her a pat on the back. The two made there way out of the store, chatting about what the next lesson would be, when Lilka made a face, scowling at something across the street.

"Lilka?"

"That monkey girl Heather Wheeler… she just turned the corner" Lilka sighed. "I swear, that girl was born just to ruin my life."

Raia sighed. "I see the Wheeler/Kaiba rivalery lives on in you two, sadly." Raia paused, then opened her motuh to speak, only to get bumped by two men. "Hey, slow down!"

"Sorry lady!" One of them said. "My friend Spike and I were looking for these two girls that just left a restaurant. One was short, about 5'4or so, and the other was taller, with long blonde hair."

"Kelli and Heather." Lilka muttered. She turned to the two. "Haven't seen…"

"Lilka, that isn't nice." She smiled at the two men. "Yes, we did see them. They just turnede the corner over there." The two men nodded and raced off, muttering, out of Raia and Lilka's ear shot, that they were going to get some tonight. "Lilka, you shouldn't be so rude."

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"500 dollars for cards Lysandra….500 dollars!" Gala said, her brow twitching slightly. "I can't believe you spent 500 dollars on cards!" She rubbed her temples in slow circles. "You are spending way to much time with your grandfather, he is corrupting you!"

"What is that suppose to mean?" Lys asked, a smile on her face as she swung the large bag filled with her new cards. She was already thinking aobut what it would be like to tear into the packaging, the smell of the dried ink and cardboard, the feel of each crisp new card as she carefully sorted them into piles for later storage. She was nearly skipping open, the thoughts of finding that perfect holo card she needed, the joy of discovering a new…

"Lysandra Moto!" Galanodel said loudy, snapping Lys out of her day dream. "Have you heard a word I said?"

"Yea mom, make sure I don't play in the street, take only big pieces of candy from strangers…"

Gala turned to Yami. "Say something to your daughter. Because of her grandfather, she believes she can spend money however she sees fit! Yami….Yami? Yami?"

Yami shook his head, his nose buried in the magazine. "I can't believe I had to rely on Remove Trap. Would you look at…"

"You are both pathetic!" Gala said with a grumble. "500 dollars on cards. 750 for duel disk upgrades. 1000 dollars during a shopping spree with Diantha. And do I need to mention the 300 dollar bill for hair care products…most of which aren't used by the women in the house?"

Lys flashed her mother a grin. "First off, the money is coming out of my duelist winnings. Second, need I remind you of the 3000 dollars you spent last year on potions when you're a goddess?"

Gala stammered, Yami resisting the laugh that was filling his throat. She was saved from answering by Mokuba, who happened to see the family and jogged up to them.

"How are you guys?" The man asked with a grin. He looked down at Lys' bag and raised an eyebrow. "Another card shopping spree?"

"You might say that." Lys said with a grin.

"Where are you off to tonight?" Gala asked.

Mokuba smiled. "I got a date. You should see this girl, she's a supermodel. 5 foot 11, long legs, the softest, creamiest skin. And oh my god, a behind so round, so firm, even the gods would have to get down on their knees and give praise to it's supply beauty!"

Yami closed his eyes, making a face. "You know, it's hard enough to think of you as that sweet little boy that use to come and ask me to help him get ready for Geno's training." He pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a sigh of frustration. "But hearing about your sexual conquests…can we just avoid that for the time being, alright buddy?"

Mokuba shrugged and gave Yami a big grin. "Whatever you say. Then I guess you don't want to hear about…"

"No!" All three of the Motos shouted.

"Alright, alright, jeez."

"Hey Mokuba!" Yami took out the promo and handed it to him. "I'll bet you'll see Tressa before us, or atleast her parents. Could you get this to her?"

Mokuba nodded. "Ok,I will. Now, if you'l excuse me, I have to go visit a fine piece of…"

"JUST GO!"

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"Hey!"

Kelli and Heather turned around and watched with mild curiosity as two men ran up to them, grins plastered on their faces. IT took them a few moments to realize that the two men were the ones that had been given their tainted food at the restaurant.

"Thank god we caught up with ya." The smaller of the two said with a smile. Heather cringed as he leaned up to her, licking his lips. "You ran out bafore we could…talk ta ya."

The larger of the two nodded, leaning in closer to Kelli. "We saw ya smile at us in the restaurant, but when we went to say hi, the owner made us pay…it took us such a long time to catch up with you."

"Sorry to disappoint…well, see you…" Kelli said, moving to get away. However, the man grabbed her arm and pulled her back tight against his chest. "Let me go!"

"Oh come on baby, me and Spike here wants ta play." He leaned in close. "And I can tell you do too….mmm, you smell good!"

Kelli let out a growl and pitched her head back, bashing it against the man's chin. He let out a holler and Heather grabbed her friend's hand and took off in a run. This wasn't the first time that they had encountered manic fans, and they knew they ahd to get into a public place, preferable with security, and get Kiarou a ring. He'd send agents in and they would be all set.

Spike looked at his friend's busted open lip and frowned. "Ya ok Horus? The little one hurt ya?"

"Ya." He said with a smile. "mmmm, I like them rough."

"The big one looks like she likes to get wild too, lets get going and show them how to win this game!"

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Eliza's eyes sparkled as she looked around the street, neon signs flashing on and off, giving her face shades of right, blue and yellow. It felt as she had stepped out of the normal world and into some strange realm of….fairies or pixies or some other kind of sprite. And her guides were a man those friends were famous duelists, and her long lost baby brother.

Kevin couldn't help but smile as his sister took everything in. He had sent Veronica and Kiarou to go get MIB Headquarters ready, having the more…strange agents on either assignment or given the day off, as well as make sure an apartment in the main Men in Black complex was ready for her. Serenity had gone to run some choresthat she had been unable to do due to the trip to the airport, leaving Tristan and Kevin to be the tour guides to the young woman.

Their first stop had been to a high end fashion store. Everyone felt that while she may prefer her black frock, it just stood out too much in the wild and crazy Domino. Kevin proved in the store to be very fussy when it came to clothing. First, he refused outright anything Japanese, stating that, "We are European, and if you have to dress her in American clothes, that will be fine. But my sister will not go walking around in an outfit from Full metal Jacket!"

IN the end, with the help of several saleswomen, Eliza had found a few outfits that she liked. Her favorite was the one she wore out of the store: a knee length maroon dress with matching handbag and modest shoes in the same color. The reason it was her favorite was because it matched her brother's shirt.

While almost everyone in the MIB, including Tristan and Serenity, chose to wear the standard suits, Kevin and Veronica had always chosen different outfits. Veronica prefers a bit more simple outfits, opting for a blouse and pants combo. Kevin, however, was the maverick. Raised in Michigan, he was use to clothing that was loose and flowy. As such, he tended to wear open dress shirts and black dress pants, a white tee underneath. Tonight, he had gone with a maroon color that Eliza had matched her outfit too. And, of course, in his hands was a cane, this one happening to be one of his more stylish designs due to him being out in public during the tournament. It was a solid black cane with gold tip and handle, thin dark red veins threaded though the shaft. Hough he no longer needed the cane for walking, the wound from Geno that had caused him to need to item having healed years ago, he still found he preferred to have a cane with him at all times.

After that, they had gone and gotten the food of duelist kings: Pizza with lots of meat on it. Tristan had been shocked to find that Eliza had the same appetite for heated and flavored meats as her brother. He had always assumed it was the demon in his friend that made him such a carnivore, seemed it was really just the Allen family that brought that out.

"You never did tell me how you ended up with the last name of Allen." Eliza asked as they all walked past a gaming center, passing the flashing lights and buzzing noises.

"Well, when I was found at the orphanage, our parents left a little note that said, "This is Kevin Allen, please take care of him." When my parents adopted me, they decided to simply keep the name Kevin Allen."

"They were understanding of your past?"

Kevin nodded. "They always have been. They felt it was just a blessing to have me as a son. They treated me to the best in life, or as good as they could afford. Luckily, I was really smart and able to get a scholarship to the Heller Institute, this little private school…"

Tristan chuckled. "He's being modest. Some of the most famous people went to that school. Let's see…Ryan Draco the musician and his wife Nicole, the gold winning gymnist, graduated when Kevin did. Jonathan Grim, he's the multi-millionaire playboy, he went to school thee. Who else…Rebbecca Hawkins-Moto was a graduate…and don't forget Guy Roads, he's Kaos' son, was a few years behind Kevin…"

"A few? I graduated the year he first got into middle school."

Eliza frowned. "But that would make you so old. This Guy Roads, from what you tell me, is only a few years your junior."

"4 years. But I graduated high school when I was 16 and finished college at the Unniversity of Michigan when I was 18. As I said, I was very smart." Kevin shrugged, playing the whole thing off.

Eliza gulped. She had been surprised to learn that her little brother had been a professor of Philosophy and Mythology at Domino Unniveristy, but to learn that he was in league with such famous people…

"And what of your mother and father? Where are they?"

Kevin smiled softly. "They live in the states. I usually go and visit them for a few weeks during the Christmas season."

"Oh, so you are Christen."

Tristan rolled his eyes and nodded. "Ya, with everything he's seen, he still is." Kevin glared at him and Tristan played it off as they walked around a corner, only to hear to women shouted.

Instantly, both men were on alert, Tristan throwing an arm across Eliza's chest to shield her as Doc. K went to see what was going on in the alley way, lest something come flying at them.

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Kenji frowned as he looked around the magazine racks at XR Cards. He had stopped in after a student council meeting at the University. They were discussing what type of fund raiser they might run when school went back in session that fall. He wanted, or course, to do something with Duel Monsters. Not a tournament, but more like the costume parties they had at his father's Dueling Academy. He had first had gotten t be in a few of those and they were always fun. There would be contests, food, games, prizes, and dueling.

The council was iffy on the subject though, and wanted to see if there were other options. It was ok with Kenji though. IF they picked something really stupid, he could always blow part of his trust fund on buying the university. He chuckled to himself as he thought about that. There was no way UD would be sold; his father had been trying for years.

What most people didn't know was that the real owners were the MIB, mainly Doctors Allen & Noga and the Taylors, the first two having bought the place over 30 years ago and the last two buying out some of the shares. They had made The University of Domino one of the best colleges for a duelist. Not only did they work the scheduling to allow for tournaments, but they also allowed for a duelist to find out what they were skilled in. For many of his generation, they had been raised on the game and had no clue what else to do other then duel. It was through hard work that others learned their talents. Kenji, himself, was getting a degree in computer programming. He didn't want to be a CEO like his father, but an inventor let Seto had been, before Kaiba Corp's merge with Roads INC.

"are you looking for something sir?"

Kenji looked over at the sales clerk and resisted the urge to just tear into little man in the ugly black polo shirt and faded jeans. Of course, that was his father talking. He had a little problem with people asking what he considered 'stupid questions'. And by stupid, he meant people not being able to read his mind and predict exactly what he wanted. Kenji could remember being 5 and his mother covering his eyes as his father screamed at a cashier, "I am getting 3 fries already! Why would I want fries with that? WHY!"

Instead, he merely shrugged. "Sold out of the magazine?"

"Ya…everyone wants that Dragon's Cavern promo. The last one was bought by some little guy with big hair"

Kenji sighed. "Wonderful."

Author's Note; Yea, I'm evil. I totally skipped the Lilka vs Raia duel. Hehehe

Now, onto a not so nice note.

Many of you have noticed that I am not updating a lot of this fic. There are three reasons for that. The First is, simply, I have had writers block for a long time. Generations, going in, I understood would be a hard fic to write. It was a complex world, it was trying to live up to the 'Of the Gods" trilogy, and it had an almost full OC cast.

Second, is that I found other projects I enjoyed more. The first being my first novel, which I will talk about after this note. Second being the fic many of you have found, GX Hunters. While this fic also has a large OC cast, I have enjoyed it more because it is a group I have never delat with. That, and the fact that it is gaining popularity that this fic never gained (how could it…with a billion others like it in the original Yugioh section?) makes me want to write it more.

Finally, the straw that broke he camels back. For those of you that remember, Raia Chitoshi was created by another writer here that I dated. The key word is dated. Last august, the two of us broke up, and two months later, she became engaged to another man. The way she made me feel about breaking up with her, making me feel like scum for 'breaking her heart', only to turn around and decide to marry another man so soon, frustrated me to no end.

You can imagine how much I dislike now writing for the Raia character. Raia and Guy, along with their children, were characters we wrote for together. We helped create Lilka and her siblings. And at this moment, when I write chapters for Generations, I think about all those frustrated emotions at how I was made to feel like dirt for apparently no reason.

Now then, luckily for all of you, I still have about 7 chapters I prewrote for generations sitting on my computer. I am going to slowly, over the next months, publish them here. It is my hope that by the time I get to the last chapter, I might have the inspiration to finish.

If not, I will put the story on Hiatus.

Either way, I suggest you all go read G/X Hunters. I personally think it is a lot better then anything else I wrote. Get yoru Mr. Chaos fix.

Finally, I wanted to let you all know that I am on the final 1/4th of my first major novel. The story, which is called GRIM (with the tentative sub title 'Heaven's Shadow'), is the tale of the son of the Arch Angel Michael and his demonic mate Rebecca. Jonathan, along with Half Angel Marcus Connor, priest Richard Wenzlick, hell hound puppy Cerberus and his reluctant lawyer Becky Rune, investigate supernatural crimes, all to keep the truce between Heaven and Hell going. A mixture of Constantine, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Japanese anime…GRIM is a look at the world we normally never get to see.