Chapter 3:

The sun's rays were few as Bastion walked through island. It was early in the day, very early, but he felt that walking was worth his time. Of course, he had one place where he wanted to go, and soon, he had reached it: The Ra dorms. He slowly opened the door and looked inside. Deserted, and dust all around. With no one living there, there seemed to be no reason to clean the place, much less maintain it. Bastion shook his head as he walked through the empty dorm until he found his old room. He slowly opened the door and entered the room and saw the walls, which still had his formula.

"It's my work…" he said, to himself, "before I had been enlightened." He tried to find where he started. He had eaten a good breakfast, and felt no signs of tiredness. No, he was fresh, and that allowed him to sift through his work easier. "Found it!" He told himself as he had found his beginnings. He started reading the contents of the first wall, which took him close to an hour.

"Seem perfect there…" he said, as he started working on the next wall, slowly examining each aspect. "The quadratic equations appear fine…" He continued reading, taking another large portion of time. "No error there…there has to be an error…but where?" Right after his duel with Chazz, he knew that, even though he could have won, Chazz had faced better than he thought. Nothing serious, he had thought, just a miscalculation, but where? He walked around to the third wall, noticing the sun now stood near noon. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He walked towards the entrance of his room to turn up the air conditioner. He soon realized that there was no power.

"Figures." He said to himself, as he started working on the third wall. Just as he began, he found what seemed to be an error. "Is that a Z or a 2?" he said, as he looked at it closer. It was indeed a Z, but he seemed to have used it as a 2. "So THAT's the mistake!" He pulled out his pencil and looked around, and the only thing he saw where to write was the floor. He sighed and started writing on the floor. "Okay, so…if that is a Z…." he said, as he started rewriting the formula all over from that wall. The hours passed, as he re-wrote the formula the deck, and coming out with different results. Amidst his work, he heard a light sound coming from his pocket; it was his PDA. He pulled it out and noticed there was a message from Jasmine. It said to stop by her dorm room. That was one of advantages of the Society of Light; the dorms were mixed, due to the simple reason that no one would defy Sartorius's command of not doing something he wouldn't do.

"It shouldn't take me much longer." He said to himself, looking at the last half of the wall left. He started finishing his work, and soon realized he was almost out of floor room too, but that didn't matter, for the solution shouldn't take much. It didn't, as he planned, and finished under half an hour. "There…now…that should fix all the troubles." He said, looking at his deck. He smiled. "Now my deck's power is like an exponential curve. It's unbounded." He picked up his deck and left the dorm.

Syrus started washing his hands in the Slifer's public bathroom, one of the few in the facility. He was minding his own business, when the door opened again, and another person came in. It was Aster Phoenix, except, it made it very awkward. As he arrived at the sink next to Syrus, Syrus could notice that Aster didn't seem well. His clothes were all a mess, as well as his hair. He also seemed to have several lips printed on his face and neck in different colors by the variety of lip gloss by his fan girls. He turned on the sink, and started washing his face.

"Fan girls?" asked Syrus. Aster turned to Syrus, as he washed his face.

"Make one more comment and I'll hit you." He said

Bastion knocked on Jasmine's door. He had made sure to wash a little bit, to wipe the sweaty appearance. The door opened and Jasmine appeared, smiling. "Come in…" she said, as she moved to one side, allowed him entrance. It was similar to most of the other rooms of the white dorms: A large bed, a desk on the side, and other luxuries unknown to most Slifers and some Ra's. They both sat on her bed as she pulled her deck, and handed it to him.

"Thank you, so how'd you sleep Jasmine?" he asked as he started looking through the deck.

"Pretty good, actually. And yourself?" she asked as she noticed him almost finished with the deck.

"Not bad. The white dorms are much comfortable than the Ra dorms." He said, smiling. Then, he set the deck on the bed. "Looks good, by the way, though, it could use some improvement."

"And that's why you are here." She said, smiling. "Here, let me get my spare cards. "She said as she faced the opposite direction. She lied on the bed and pushed her self forward, putting her head off the bed, and using her hands to keep her up. She moved a little closer to the edge, and used her hands moved the sheet to find her box of cards. Due to her movements, as well as her position, her skirt blocked very little of her behind, revealing a piece of her white undergarments. Bastion noticed it quickly, and reddened a bit.

"Uhh…Jasmine…" he said, as she wiggled her behind trying to find the box.

"Give me a second. I can't find it. You have to understand, I barely look for this box." She said, trying to find it. "Found it!" She pulled an old shoebox that was filled with cards. She lifted the shoebox and set on the bed. She noticed Bastion's expression. "What's wrong?" she asked, though she smiled in the inside.

Flashback

"You called, Master?" responded Jasmine as she walked into Sartorius's office. Sartorius nodded.

"It appears that one of our members is unsure of his place in our society, mostly due to him not understanding just how powerful the Light is." Said Sartorius. Jasmine appeared shocked.

"Who could be so foolish as to think that low of the Light?" she asked him.

"He's not foolish…just ignorant. He's also worth keeping, for now. However, I called you here for you to speak with him, to convince him that the Light is really the best for him. He seems to be seeking recognition and you shall give it to him. I don't care what you must do, use your body if you must, but simply keep him at our side: Befriending him would be a good beginning." Commented Sartorius.

"Who is the one which I must do this to, Master Sartorius?" she asked. Sartorius grinned.

"Bastion Misawa."

End of Flashback

"Nothing, nothing." He said, laughing a bit nervously, followed by a sigh. "Let's see what we have here, shall we?" He started looking through the cards, picking out a few of the cards and setting them aside. Jasmine picked up the cards he had set aside and started looking at them. She scratched the back of her head.

"How'd I miss these?" she said, mostly to herself, wondering why she hadn't added them.

"Sometimes, all it takes a good look to see how good something is, you know?" he said, and smiled. He started looking through his vest, where he held his spare cards, or the remains of his other decks. "Here, add this as well." He pulled out a card from his vest and handed it to her. Jasmine took it and saw it: It was a creature with blue angel-like wings, as well as blue skin, wearing strange jewelry. It had its extended to opposite directions. The card itself had the planet Saturn in the background.

"It's the Agent of Judgment – Saturn." Said Jasmine, reading the card. "Never heard of it."

"It will help you out with the Sanctuary in the Sky. Trust me." He said, trying to remember if he had anything else.

"Oh! I completely forgot! Today is when the rest of the Pros come! Wanna see them arrive? They should be here in a few minutes." She said. Bastion thought about it, and then nodded.

"Yeah, let's go." He said as soon they left.

Aster finally finished cleaning himself up. He glared at Syrus, who, for some reason, had remained with him, laughing.

"Why are you still here?" said Aster, to Syrus. He just laughed again.

"I just find it really funny." Said Syrus. Aster shook his head and left the bathroom.

"You would think having tons of fan girls would be good, as a matter of fact, I wonder if the author of this story has many girls." Said Syrus then he looked up at the ceiling. "Hey Agent Eye! Do you have many fan girls?" The moment Syrus asked the question, the sink broke, which resulted in the sink spewing lots of water at Syrus's face, making him move back and fall on the floor. "Jeez, sorry I asked. You know what, I'm gonna do you a favor. I'm going to get you some fan girls, just you wait." Jaden opened the door.

"Syrus, stop talking to yourself and let's go! The pros will be here soon!" said Jaden as he dragged the soaking Syrus out of the bathroom. Just as he pulled him out, a tile from the roof fell, barely missing Syrus as he left.

Aster walked towards the dock, and watched, from a side, the large boat arrive on the island. It didn't take them long to dock the ship. Soon, its door would be opening.

"I heard some of the Pros already lost!" said a random member of the Society of Light.

"Really?" commented another, "How?"

"Looks like the Pros were going at it in the boat, some sort of King of the Hill type of game. Apparently, one guy defeated a few of them, and remained undefeated there, for those few games." Said the random member.

Aster contemplated their comments. "A single pro? But who?" He noticed the ship doors were finally opening. He noticed a small shine from the darkness of the boat. "It can't be…he made it here?" Then, as the doors were opened, one of the Pros jumped onto the docks. He had very dark skin, as if from African descent, wearing black pants a few sizes larger than they should with a black, sleeveless shirt that was gold-colored. In his hand, he had a few golden rings, and around his neck, a gold chain. He had also had short black hair, almost to the point of being bald. As he landed on the docks, he shouted "Duel Academy! The Gold Duelist has arrived!"

A/N: Darn it Syrus...