Never before in my life had I ever been in a room with more hatred aimed at a single person. Or multiple people.

Luckily for me, I was the target of all of the hatred.

I did my best to remain calm as cold handcuffs pinned my arms to the chair. I had heard of courtrooms before, from other Satellites, but never expected them to be this unforgiving.

The judge handling my case was older than anyone I had ever seen, and he kept glancing at me over his glasses as he muttered to himself.

"Doesn't look much like a criminal."

"How did a child get to the city?"

"A runner?"

Finally, he looked me in the eye, and let out a sigh, "You are sentenced to two years in the facility for illegal entry, possession of a stolen item, possession of a runner, and possession of a deck."

A loud slam echoed through the room, and something descended from the ceiling.

Fear coursed through me, How on Earth am I going to survive two years in the Facility? Everyone says that the Securities there are the worst kind imaginable!

The judge calmly walked out of the room, and two officers came up to me. One grabbed my head in a tight grip, while the other pointed the strange thing at my face.

My whole body tried to run away from the burning pain that came from my face, but the handcuffs and officer prevented me from doing so.

When the pain receded, I found myself on the floor. The only thought that went through my mind was simply: How did Crow and Rally handle this at a younger age?

As my mind reeled from the retreating pain, I was pulled to my feet and dragged to the door. Somehow I managed to get my feet under me, so that I could move of my own will.

They put me in the back of a large vehicle, and I looked at the ground instead of the other people, just like all of them were doing. I really wanted to know what kind of mark they put on my face. But from the amount of my face that ached, I had a strong feeling that mine was larger than the ones I saw around me. Either that, or a mark the size of a fingerprint made half of your face hurt.

Someone sat next to me, "Hey there."

I didn't react at all, didn't even flinch. Surely this person isn't talking to me.

Suddenly an old man put his face where he knew I would see him, "My name's Yunagi. What's yours?"

Due to the amount of pain that I was still in, I just leaned against the wall of the vehicle, hoping that would discourage him, but he kept talking, "I heard that you were also in the city illegally. We were actually caught in the same area."

Just ignore him, and he will eventually lose interest.

"I overheard that you were caught in the duel arena. Were you the reason the power went out?"

By a miracle, I didn't react physically to the words he said, but I was worried.

The power went out because of our duel? Or was it the fault of that dragon?

And what happened to Jack?


I climbed out of the vehicle, just in time to get shoved by one of the Securities. I barely managed to stop next to the one holding some tube thing. A red light scanned my mark, and a screen came out of the tube, displaying a picture of me along with some words. The cop looked at me, "From here on out, you don't have a name. Your number is G2MA2-88, and that is what you will go by anytime a Security officer addresses you for the rest of your life."

Wonderful. Well, that explains why Rally has been called by a number a couple times, so apparently I was in the same boat now. Well, I was completely stuck in the stupid boat, while she was temporarily enjoying life outside of it.

Once we were all scanned in, we were lead to the low level security area. But for some reason our escort felt like he needed to take us past the high security prisoners. It took so much control to not look for a familiar face.

Cut it out Yusei. Even if you ended up at the same place, there's no way that he would be in an easily accessible place.

Finally we were led down our hallway, though I could feel a pair of eyes on me. As I glanced around, I noticed a large man watching from one of the cells, leaving me to turn my eyes forward again to (hopefully) not draw anyone's ire towards me.

A group of doors opened in unison, leaving it up to us to decide who to bunk with. The nearest room to me had the old man who was trying to talk to me.

Come on Yusei. He is the lesser of many evils here. Just be less cold to him, and if he finds out, hopefully he won't tell anyone. What was his name again? Yunagi! Right.

Quietly, I walked inside of the cell, and sat on the bed he hadn't claimed.

"Well, it's kinda nice to be back."

A guard poked his head in, "Later today will be a mandatory citizenship class."

With that, he slammed our door shut.

Scooting back, I leaned against the wall, "You really shouldn't have spoken about the dragon around the others."

He came down from the window where he was looking outside, "Why not?"

"I just want to be anonymous here, get home soon as possible."

A laugh came out of him, "But don't you know that anyone who summons that dragon has a great destiny?"

I looked over at my cellmate, "I don't believe in destiny. There's only what you do, and what you don't. Have you been here before?"

My sudden change of subject barely registered to him, "Only half a dozen times. People tend to think I'm crazy. Do you have a deck?"

One of my eyebrows defied gravity, "No, they took it. Why would you need one in here?"

Yunagi pulled cards out of so many hidden pockets in his clothes I was shocked, "Every place with these kinds of criminals are the same. You survive on respect, and the only way to get any is to duel. But don't worry, kid, you can use mine."

The cards vanished as quickly as they appeared, and he sat back on his bed, "How did a young man like you end up in here, you don't seem like the kind to cause this kind of trouble."

I sighed, "Long story, even longer short answer."

Our door slammed open, and the huge guy from before came in, "You both need to come with us if you know what is good for you."

Fighting my instinct to roll my eyes, I put on my 'Enforcer' face, and followed Yunagi down a different hall into a duel arena. I instantly noticed that none of the other new guys were here, and it hadn't been enough time for anyone to have dueled, "So what makes us the lucky two to be first?"

He marched over to us, "We want to make sure that the trash from Satellite knows exactly what they are. You are the only one here, so your cell gets to be first."

I held my tongue, which was never my strong suit, yet Yunagi popped up between us, "Look here, I had a feeling this would happen, so I brought my deck."

Stepping back, I watched Yunagi get even more excited, "It's the most amazing deck ever, it has cards so rare they are all one of a kind! It has no equal!"

Just then he stopped talking, "Aren't you Bolt Tanner? The famous duelist?"

He glared at Yunagi, "I'm about to be Bolt Tanner the killer if you mention my past one more time. Looks like we know who's going first boys."

One of them handed Yunagi a duel disk, and I backed up even further. Something in my gut told me that no matter how good his deck was, he wouldn't be beating this guy. Yunagi didn't exactly seem like the kind of person who dueled all that often.


A/N: Thanks to Let's-Go-To-Vermont for reviewing on the original version of this chapter!