Once upon a time, Domino City was a magnificent place.

And then, everything changed when "Zero Reverse" was enacted.

"Zero Reverse" was the so-called name of the incident when all of Domino City was destroyed from the reactors channeling a clean energy source simply known as "Momentum" that suddenly became unstable and transformed Domino City into two parts: Neo-Domino and "Domino Below".

Although, if you were to believe the "official" reports, it was caused by a humongous earthquake.

Overnight, "Domino Below" (or "Satellite", because of how distant it is to the shiny opulent paradise that is Neo-Domino) became the hotspot for strange and unusual things. Creatures of an unhuman race began to pop up without warning like weeds, people became endowed with strange abilities, artifacts and relics from all different parts of space and time became coveted by everyone.

Magic had become real, interwoven into our lives like threads that form a blanket. And whether we liked it or not, we had to learn to adjust to our new living conditions.

Unfortunately, Domino Below also became a hotspot for gang activity and the security officers that were sent to bring "order" down below. It wasn't uncommon to find Security chasing after some renegade duelist, or some gang member coming in snatching items from innocent townsfolk. Many people were sent to the factories to make recycled commodities for up above, or they would wallow in despair and wish to die, because there would be no hope for them at all.

But all of this was just the backdrop for what was to come for the two of us.

And of the brave knight who started it all...he started it with a bang.

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Part 1: Absolution

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1st Offering

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Falling Away With You

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September 30th, 1:10 PM, Team Snagem Hideout

He can't mess this up.

After days of planning this out, and years of knowing the schedule of every single member of his former Team, Wes has finally put everything in motion. He knows that at this hour, Team Snagem will be at their bar, drinking, gambling, arguing over what tune to play on the jukebox (how one manages to find something like that in Domino Below is beyond him, but then again he can't complain considering how long it took for him to salvage parts for his D-Wheel) and won't know what happen until after he is gone.

Thus, this is the perfect time to enact the first part of his revenge scheme.

Wes pulls the goggles over his eyes as he pulls out a card from the sleeve of his coat, Blast Sphere. For years he has used his powers to cause harm. Now, he is going to put them to a good use.

He throws the card toward the wall of the building and watches as a real Blast Sphere materializes from the card. The red bomb-like device pierces its four legs into the wall, the eye on its red core blinking once, twice, three times as Wes whispers,

"Boom."

And then, a large explosion rings out, causing klaxons to ring, smoke to fill the air and the oblivious Team Snagem grunts to look around in horror. One member of Team Snagem, known for his wiry mustache and very long eyebrows, snarls in fury.

"Stop the intruder!" he roars. "Make sure no one escapes!"

In the confusion, Wes enters the room that he has blown a hole through and walks towards a mannequin form that is wearing what he is looking form: a device that would fit snugly over his left arm trimmed with red.

A wide Cheshire Cat smile forms on his face as he grabs the prize before he pulls out another card from his pocket: Emergency Transport.

A portal forms beneath his feet before he lands just a foot next to his D-Wheel, a custom made bike colored black, modeled after a rabbit with yellow rings decorating its body. Strapping the device onto his left arm and hearing it hum to life makes him chuckle. Too easy.

"You!"

Wes turns around to see the leader of Team Snagem walk toward him. Wes just sucks in his teeth before hopping onto his D-Wheel and revving the engine.

But not before he turns around and, showing his former team his middle finger, he adds just one more word,

"Boom."

Then, as Wes speeds off, the Team Snagem base explodes behind him, leaving a large cloud of smoke and rubble in its wake.

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September 30th, Wes's Hideout, 4:15 PM

"In other news, Security is currently investigating the explosion that happened earlier today at the outskirts of the Echo Valley. Reports are coming in that it is the hideout of the infamous Team Snagem, a group of Duelists known for stealing the rarest and valuable cards of duelists that they have defeated. By the time Security arrived, the hideout had been completely abandoned. The cause of the explosion is under investigation but will become apparent eventually."

"Whoop-de-do," Wes mutters, turning the radio function of his Duel Disk off. He sighs as he leans back in his chair, staring at the swinging fan that spins round and round. The fact that the mission was that successful doesn't bother him, but now he has no idea what to do now that he has the device.

In fact, he hasn't figured out what he plans to do after obtaining that device.

Ever since he was "brought in" by Team Snagem, his life basically revolved around improving his dueling skills to prove how grateful he was to be taken in by his adoptive family. It didn't matter how many people he hurt when it came to dueling them; all that mattered was that he didn't feel anymore pain after losing his parents and being labeled as a "Psychic Freak" by those who got close to him.

But, after a while, the appeal of snatching cards from panicking duelists lost its appeal.

That, and the rumors of Team Satisfaction sweeping up crime meant that it is only a matter of time that he will be captured by them and, once they learn about his abilities…

Wes shudders; he rather not think about what happens after that.

He leans his chair forward and takes an onigiri on a plate in front of him. He unwraps it and taking a bit, chewing at it hesitatingly before spitting it out in disgust.

"Umeboshi," Wes mutters. "My least favorite filling."

Still, seeing as he can't afford food for a while, he stomachs the taste of salted pickled plum as he hears something outside. Approaching a hole in one of the boarded up walls, Wes peers into the hole and sees someone dressed in a blue military uniform.

This intrigues him; Security officers always wear a green-grey uniform that reminds him too much of the landscape.

This person's face is covered with a helmet, but he sees some sort of identification on the ID badge pinned on the left side of his coat: 11811. They are talking to someone through their Duel Disk (whatever they look like, Wes can't tell. All he sees is a large black cloak and a set of magenta eyes like an albino rabbit) while, next to the person, is a D-Wheel with a truck bed attached to it from behind. Curious…

Concentrating, Wes feels a slight buzz fill the air before he hears the conversation between 11811 and whoever is on the other side as if he is standing right next to these people.

"Did you get the cargo?" says a voice. From the sounds of it, it is that of a young boy.

"Of course," says 11811.

(At this, Wes decides that he's going to just call this guy "Georgy" from now on as constantly calling someone by a number feels like a bother)

"Good," the voice on the other side purrs. "Now, get going. We can't let anyone else figure out. After that little explosion at the Snagem hideout, the last thing we need is Security on our tail."

"Understood, Master Yuri. Over and out."

Yuri chuckles as he hangs up. Wes raises an eyebrow as he sees 11811 walk towards the D-Wheel. Just as Wes is about to turn away, he hears someone.

"Please...someone!"

Wes gasps at the voice in his mind. He closes his eyes, concentrating on this voice.

"W...who's talking to me?" He asks. "Where are you?"

"I'm in the sack. M...my name is Rui. Who are you?"

"...I'm the one who's going to save you. Hold on."

"W..wait! How are we even talking in your mind?"

"..."

"Um, c-can I at least get your name?"

"...It's Wes."

And with this, Wes watches the strange person hop onto their D-Wheel and speed off. He waits about two to three seconds before he equips the device onto his arm, kicks the door to his hideout open and hops onto his D-Wheel.

Then, with the roar of the engine, he speeds off.

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It doesn't take long to find him. Wes has traveled across Domino Below so many times that he practically knows the landscape by hand.

Plus, it's kinda hard to not notice the D-Wheel with a cargo bed in the middle of the day. It's more of a miracle that Georgy hasn't even seen him yet.

Better make himself know then.

"Hey, Georgy!"

11811 turns to see someone ramming onto the side of his D-Wheel, causing him to nearly fall off. He snarls and turns to see someone on his left, waving hello.

"Y...you!" 11811 exclaims. "You're from Team Snagem, aren't you?"

"I was from Team Snagem," Wes corrects him. "I signed my resignation papers a while back."

11811 snarls. "So, ex-Team Snagem, what do you want with me?"

"I don't want you, but I want the girl you kidnapped."

11811 blinks. "H...how did you know about the…"

Wes rams into the blue-uniform clad rider's D-Wheel again before activating his Duel Disk.

"Duel me, Georgy Porgy!" Wes smirks. "Unless you're afraid of a big boy like me coming out to play…"

11811 grits his teeth as he activates the Duel Disk mounted on his D-Wheel. "Fine! You wanna duel so much, let's duel!"

Wes draws his cards. "Wouldn't want to have it any other way."

(Wes: 8000) - - - - - - - (11811: 8000)

"Since I was the one who threw down the gauntlet, I'll take the first turn," says Wes, drawing his card. "And now, I'll play the Field Spell Card, PSY-Frame Circuit!"

The dusty roads of Domino Below are quickly replaced with a green sky, yellow lines and electricity surging through the sides.

"What? PSY-Frame?!" 11811 gasps. "But the only type of duelist who would use it is…"

"A Psychic Duelist?" Wes finishes. "Yeah, I'm one of those. What are you gonna do about it? Take me into the Arcadia Movement or something?"

"How about I make a deal with you?" 11811 chuckles. "We could use someone like you in our ranks. To turn this place into a freaking Utopia the likes no one has ever…"

"I activate my Spell Card, One For One!" Wes interrupts, slapping a Spell Card onto the Duel Disk. It depicts Samsara Lotus floating in the air and an injured Scarr, Scout of Dark World on the ground.

"Now by discarding a card in my hand, and this lets me Special Summon a Level 1 monster from my deck. So I discard PSY-Frame Multi-Threader to bring out PSY-Framegear Alpha in Attack Mode!"

Slipping a card from his hand to the graveyard, Wes watches as a portal emerges from the ground and his monster appears. It has a silver head and black triangle ears on its sides, a body composed of a transparent cylinder, shoulders that extend into black spikes and what should be legs are instead long black belts. One of the belts is looped so it looks similar to the Greek symbol for "Alpha". (0 ATK)

"And since I Special Summoned PSY-Framegear Alpha, that means I can Special Summon another 'PSY-Frame' monster from my graveyard. So, guess who's back?"

11811 gasps as another PSY-Frame monster appears. It has the appearance of a woman with glowing green skin like glass and silver appendages on her bald head. She dresses in a blue blouse and shorts with a silver lightning bolt design. Her legs are springs which she uses to jump and hop about. (0 ATK)

"And now the effect of PSY-Frame Circuit activates!" Wes finishes. "Since I just Special Summoned a 'PSY-Frame' monster, I can now conduct a Synchro Summon. Go, my monsters!"

PSY-Frame Multi-Threader flips and transforms into a series of six stars while PSY-Framegear Alpha shrinks until it forms three green rings. The six stars zip through as Wes begins his chant.

(*6 + *1 = *7)

"PSY-Frame monster blessed with the luckiest of numbers. Grant me luck in battle again, and let us seize the circuit with our bare hands! Synchro Summon! Level 7! Come out, PSY-Framelord Zeta!"

A figure drops from the sky. It is an android dressed in black with silver armor jutted with spikes. Its head is that of PSY-Framegear Alpha, shown by how its horns light up and its eyes glow green. (2500 ATK)

"I end this with a face-down card and end my turn. Now come on Georgy Porgy, you better make this duel end quick if you want to have your just desserts."

11811's eyes twitched. "What do you mean 'just desserts'?"

"Like the old nursery rhyme goes, 'Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry'-"

"WILL YOU STOP CALLING ME THAT?!" 11811 screams.

"I'm sorry," says Wes with a roll of his eyes. "I'd like to call you 'Numbuh 6' but clearly, you aren't a baby skunk turned cybernetic ally to the Kids Next Door, right?"

As he says this, Wes can hear Rui laugh in his mind. Clearly she finds it just as hilarious as he does. Then, she pauses.

"You're really a Psychic Duelist?" she asks.

Wes nods his head. "I'm not with an organization though. I'm with myself."

"I see. Well, at least I know that I'm not the only weird one here."

"Huh? What do you mean by-"

"My turn" 11811 shouts, drawing his card and waking Wes up from his mental conversation. "First, I play Ancient Gear Castle."

A Continuous Spell Card of a medieval castle topped with large black gears under a dark sky appears. Wes raises his eyebrow.

"With this card on the field, all 'Ancient Gear' monsters I control gain an additional 300 attack points. And next, I summon Ancient Gear Hunting Hound in Attack Mode!"

With a howl, a green metal robotic dog emerges onto the field, growling at the Synchro Monster. (800 -) 1100 ATK)

"And don't think you're gonna get away without taking damage, because Ancient Gear Hunting Hound knocks off 600 of your lifepoints when summoned. Get him!"

Ancient Gear Hunting Hound leaps past Wes's PSY-Framelord Zeta and bites Wes's arm with its sharp teeth. Wes's amber eyes glow white before the monster is hurled back onto its master's side.

(Wes: 7400) - - - - - - - (11811: 8000)

"That tickled," Wes mutters. "And, let me guess, you gonna summon some giant megabeast that I have no chance for stopping because that thing prevents me from using my face-down card against it, right?"

"Don't get cocky with me!" 11811 snaps. "I send my Ancient Gear Hunting Hound and the two 'Ancient Gear' monsters in my head to Fusion Summon an 'Ancient Gear' monster from my Extra Deck! So now, I'll unite all the wisdom and savagery of past ages into a brutal behemoth! I Fusion Summon! Ultimate Ancient Gear Golem!"

Ancient Gear Hunting Hound and two other Ancient Gear Monsters (Ancient Gear Golem and Ancient Gear Gadget) hovers above the head of 11811. Then, there is a loud roar as Wes looks up to see a large shadow loom over him.

It is a humongous beast of an Ancient Gear monster, with the lower body of a horse and the upper body of a Roman Gladiator all colored a metallic brown and electric whips lashing about. Its left hand is covered by a black spiky shield, its right hand is clenched into a fist, and its red eye leers at Wes and his puny PSY-Framelord Zeta. (4000 -) 4300 ATK)

"Oh no!" Rui gasps. "This is bad. You're gonna be defenseless!"

"...Will I?" Wes asks with confidence.

"Tremble before me, kid!" 11811 booms. "Your face-down card is no match for my monster!"

"I won't need my face-down card to defeat it," says Wes. "PSY-Framelord Zeta's ability activates: once during our turns, I can Banish him and a monster of yours that was Special Summoned and in Attack Position and return them during the next Standby Phase."

"What?!"

"You heard me!" Wes shouts as PSY-Framelord Zeta punches a hand into his open palm. "Go Zeta, take that monster into the scrap heap!"

PSY-Framelord Zeta punches the ground as a black vortex opens between him and the Ancient Gear monster. Then, both are sucked into it by a powerful gust of wind, leaving the field empty.

11811 chuckles. "So you got rid of my monster this turn, but he'll be back to give you the end of days."

"Really now?" asks Wes. "Even if I do...this?"

11811's eyes open when Wes reveals his face-down card, a Quick-play Spell Card of a strange gold and purple casket.

"Burial From a Different Dimension?!" he gasps. "B...but that means?"

"I can take up to three Banished cards and return them to the graveyard," says Wes. "And the best part is, it never specified that the Banished cards all had to be mine."

11811 looks like his about to faint when he finds his Fusion Monster now stuck in the graveyard, while Wes returns PSY-Frame Multi-Threader.

"T...this is just a setback!" 11811 exclaims. "I'll show you on my next turn."

Wes smirks. "I like to see you try. Now, my draw!"

He draws his card as he watches a black portal emerge next to him. Then, PSY-Framelord Zeta emerges, arms folded across his chest. (2500 ATK)

"First off, I summon Silent Psychic Wizard in Attack Mode!"

With a battlecry, Wes's new monster emerges. He is wearing white armor trimmed with gold and blue pants and white glowing crystal orbs, along with a similar colored cape. His eyes are covered by a strange white and gold helmet with fins on the sides and in his hands is a futuristic javelin crackling lightning at the bottom and has a blue and white charger with a black cable looped around its body. (1900 ATK)

"Of course when he's summoned this way, I have to Banish a Psychic monster from my graveyard," says Wes, sending PSY-Framegear Alpha to the Banished section. "But that doesn't matter, because he won't be necessary in attacking you directly!"

Both Psychic monsters charge toward 11811. PSY-Framelord Zeta punches the ground with a lightning covered fist, causing shockwaves to nearly knock 11811 to the ground, while Silent Psychic Wizard slashes the blue uniformed Duelist.

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"I end with a face-down card and that's it," says Wes, slipping a card into his Duel Disk. "Try to do something different this time around, okay Georgy?"

"Do something different?" 11811 growls as he draws a card. "I'll show you 'different'! I play Ancient Gear Catapult!"

A Spell Card depicting a red-brown catapult constructed with black gears appears. 11811 chuckles.

"When I have no monsters on the field, I can use this card to destroy another face-up card."

Wes narrows his eyes when he sees Ancient Gear Castle shatter.

"And then, I can Special Summon an 'Ancient Gear' monster from my deck without having to pay a thing. So come forth, Ancient Gear Golem! Knock his socks off!"

Another Ancient Gear monster appears in front of Wes. It is a eight feet tall with massive shoulders ending with hands that could squeeze the life out of him, and a helmet of a Roman gladiator topping its head. It blinks and a single red light stares at the field. (3000 ATK)

Wes laughs. "'Knock my socks off'? Is that seriously the best someone like you can do!"

"Shut up!" 11811 shouts. "And in case you forgot, the minute my Golem attacks, your face-down card doesn't activate. What do you say to that?"

"...Boring," says Wes. "I activate my face-down card Past Image!"

Wes's face-down card lifts, revealing a sepia photo of a policeman on a futuristic road.

"Since I have a Psychic monster on the field, I can choose one monster you control and Banish it until my Standby Phase," says Wes. "So, what do you say to that?"

"NO!" 11811 wails as his Ancient Gear Golem fades away like a hologram. "You...you're gonna pay for that."

"How so?" asks Wes. "You don't have any good cards in your hand, do you?"

"...Y-yes I do!" 11811 shouts, staring at the two cards in his hand.

"The cards in your hand are Ancient Gear Fusion and Fusion Reserve," Wes explains calmly. "Good when you actually have monsters, though."

"H...how…"

Wes chuckles. "Like you said, I'm a Psychic Duelist. I knew exactly what you were gonna play before you even knew it. See, Georgy Porgy? You act so big and tough enough to kidnap a little girl, but against someone like me? Your plan crumbles like a house of cards."

"You are gonna pay for that remark!" 11811 screams, ending his turn.

"How much are you willing to offer me?" Wes teases as he draws his card. He smiles. "Because this is the end for you!"

Ancient Gear Golem appears on the field once more (3000 ATK), staring at Wes's monsters.

"I activate PSY-Framelord Zeta's effect again!" says Wes. "Now our monsters are gone from the field once more!"

"NO!" 11811 shouts as the black vortex sucks the two monsters once more, leaving Silent Psychic Wizard alone.

"And that's not all," says Wes, drawing his card. "I just drew the Equip Spell Card, Psychic Blade! Now I increase the attack and defense of Silent Psychic Wizard by 100 for every 100 lifepoints I'm willing to offer. And I know just how much I want to give him.

Wes's lifepoints dropped by 1700 while Silent Psychic Wizard's javelin became a large sword with a glowing cyan blade and a red and black hilt. (1900/0 -) 3600/1700)

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"Any last words?" says Wes.

"...G...glory to Academia!" 11811 chokes as Silent Psychic Wizard grips onto the sword.

"Get him," Wes simply states.

The Psychic monster nods his head as he leaps into the air, sword above his head before he brings it down on Georgy Porgy in two slices, causing the D-Wheel to skid out of control, the truck bed detaching itself and the burlap sack that Rui is in gets sliced into scraps.

(Wes: 5700) - - - - - - - (11811: 0)

Hastily detaching his Duel Disk and slipping it back onto his arm, Wes leaps out of his D-Wheel as Rui is sent flying out of the truck bed. He concentrates on keeping himself afloat as Rui spins in the air, calling for help. As he inches closer and closer to her, he spots the details of the girl is he saving.

Her hair is red like that of the rising sun, tied up into two small pigtails. She wears a violet shirt and white skirt held by a black buckle. Covering that is a large denim jacket lined with pink, and her feet are covered in magenta boots with brown faux fur trim. Around her neck is a black leather choker with a yellow crescent moon pendant, and on her right arm is a Duel Disk colored black and yellow.

But it is her eyes that startle him.

They are blue; blue like the ocean, blue like the sea, blue like the depths of the waters that he's always wanted to swim in but could never do so.

And these eyes are wide with fear.

Using as much energy as he can, Wes propels himself a bit more, stretching his hand out as the two of them end up flying towards a large sinkhole into the ground. Simultaneously, 11811's D-Wheel explodes, causing a shockwave that sends the two plummeting down below.

"S...save me!" Rui cries out.

"I will!" Wes shouted back. "Please, hold on!"

Wes's hand reaches out to Rui's and Rui pulls Wes towards her. Wes wraps his arms around her tight and spins their bodies around so that his back is the one that will hit the ground first. The last thing he truly sees before the impact of the fall reaches him is Rui's bright blue eyes.

"At least I did something good…" Wes thinks, just before there is a loud CRASH! and everything becomes still.

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"And that's how it happened," Wes finishes, looking back at the Dark Signers. "Satisfied?"

"Very," Nagi replies with a smile. "How tragic that your first selfless act just so happened to be your very last...or is it?"

"I don't care what you call it, but don't think I want to be playing any of your games," Wes states, ready to clock Nagi over the head with his Duel Disk.

"You have no other choice," Mikuri notes. "Just as we have given you life, we can easily take it away."

Rui gasps and places a hand to her mouth. "Y...you wouldn't…"

"Who knows?" Mikuri asks, tilting his head. "But you certainly don't want us to try it out on you, right?"

Rui shivers, but Wes stays calm even though he honestly wishes he can summon a Psychic Blade to cut their fucking heads off.

"If we do this task for you," Wes begins. "Clear out Domino Below so your precious 'Gates of Hamunaptra' get to open...what's in it for us?"

"You'll get what you want for in the end," says Nagi. "You atone for your crimes, you figure out who offed you, and you'll get to ride off into the sunset to wherever you want to go. Don't you want to see the sea, Wes?"

Wes's eyes widen. It's true; he always had a dream that he would leave Domino Below and sail out into the water. Not the murky and polluted water that many people decided to jump into when they can no longer take the agonizing routines of re-recycling trash from up above, but the one that is filled with so much aquatic life that makes him want to stay under the sea forever and ever…

"We can take you there," Mikuri purrs. "And with your new state, you'll never have to come out for air. Why, if you say the word, I can even lead you to the city of Atlantis."

"Atlantis is real?" Rui gasps. "But...it's supposed to be nothing more than a legend..."

Mikuri chuckles. "You may not know it, but my father and I are actually from that very same land. Are you two familiar with a website known as 'Chasing Shadows', by any chance?"

"...Your father created that website," Wes whispers.

Practically anyone who could access the internet knew about that website. Where people can use it to discuss anything bizarre, wild, out of this world and out of the ordinary...and here Wes is speaking to the son of its creator?

"That he did, that he did," Mikuri laughs. "But we can have this discussion another day. Now, I don't suppose either of you want to get your revenge on this 'Yuri' guy…"

"Hell yeah I do," Wes snarls. "What are you saying?"

"What I'm saying is…" Mikuri begins as a heavy fog begins to form. "Your journey has just begun. You know what you need to do."

Rui grips Wes's hand tight as the two find their vision covered in white.

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September 30th, Site of the Crash, 5:00 PM

"Oh Georgy Porgy, I knew thee well."

That is what Yuri says as he looks at the card in his hand, depicting the shocked expression of 11811. He chuckles as he slips the card into a deck holder on his belt.

He looks around; there are two destroyed D-Wheels off to the side and a large sinkhole that leads to god who knows where.

But Yuri doesn't care about that right now; the only thing on his mind is what happened to the girl.

"You!"

Yuri smirks as he turns around. "Me?"

He looks and notices two people staring at him. The one who looks ready to hurl him into that hole has grey hair and a long blue coat. The person who addressed him is a girl with short red hair, a black choker with a yellow crescent moon and blue eyes that seem to look into his soul.

Rui.

Yuri cackles, magenta eyes leering at the girl. Rui narrows her eyes as she activates her Duel Disk.

"Don't think I didn't hear a single word you were saying to that guy," she says. "It's all because of you that this happened."

"I wasn't the one who decided to chloroform you and toss you into a burlap sack," Yuri notes, throwing the black cloak that covers his body away. There, Yuri stands in his purple military coat and blue pants, a purple and red cape draped on his shoulders. His hair is the same shade of purple as his coat and dangling over his heart is a pendulum of a violet crystal decorated with golden cherry blossoms hung by a gold chain. "But if you really want to do this the hard way..."

Rui places a hand over her heart as red markings form around the corners of her eyes. Then, her outfit darkens and becomes lined with emerald trim and the image of a lizard manifests at the hem of her skirt. Her blue eyes darken, but Yuri just chuckles.

"Nice parlor trick," he says, drawing his cards. "So, think you're untouchable?"

"We'll see," says Rui. "Are you ready to repent?"

As she draws her cards, her male companion closes his eyes and says three words in her mind.

"Good luck, Rui." The male says.

Rui blushes and then smiles back. "Thank you, Wes. Now...let's do this!"

"DUEL!"

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Next time: Now that Wes and Rui are back from the dead, Rui decides to challenge the person who gave the commands for her to be kidnapped in the first place. But does she have the skills to square off against the boy starving for venom?

"Butterflies and Hurricanes" coming soon.