Warning: The following chapter contains so much Stuness it can literally put a person ill just by reading it.
You have been warned...
Disclaimer: So you all know the drills, I don't own shit and you don't own shit. Otherwise we smell like shit for the rest of our lives.
Five Years Later...
Beep-beep-Beep. Beep-beep-Beep.
The Nokia "Noglestia" tone rang through the room. Samantha Densky Pegasus, -Sarai to her friends, adoptive daughter of Maximilian J Crawford Pegasus, the puppy heart, and now a rich girl with everything I ever wanted, god I hate her so much! to the public at large- let out a sleepy groan of irritation at the chirping noise that was coming from somewhere in her bedroom.
She shifted in her bed, rolling away from the noise and burying her head into the pillows. When that proved ineffective, she moved her head further to the right side of the pillow and folded the left side over her exposed ear, hoping for better results. Dragging the comforter over her head proved to be useless as well, and made her start to feel uncomfortably stuffy.
All the while, the very annoying "whatever" happily continued being a pain in her pixie little ass. More direct action was needed. A brief and tired analysis told the blond it was a phone going off, which just made her want to ignore it more. Nobody called her on the phone about anything important.
Reaching out one arm in the darkness of Sarai's bedroom, she felt around for her target, the solution to all of Sarai's current problems and felt a slight trill of sleepy triumph when her long and slender fingers brushed against her salvation. Grasping at the item, and with more force than was strictly necessary, she brought the second goose down, pillow down over her head and held it there with a firm hand.
Sweet relief flooded her senses as the noise was muffled to an ignorable level. Having surmounted this obstacle to the admittedly stellar standard she always held herself too, Sarai let out a content little breath and began to drift back to sleep. She vaguely remembered a dream of Pegasus meeting her birthmother to lunch with her and Sarai to catch up on the adoptive girl's life. And they'd been very close to doing something so nice...
"Miss Sarai," a very smooth and proper voice echoed questioningly through the room. There was a certain quality to it that made out sound like it was coming from a rather elderly man, and it was not exactly quiet either. Sarai groaned a second time, now much loader and crankier. She also drug the comforter back over her head out of pure spite.
"Croquet, how could you betray me?" The daughter of the billionaire mumbled petulantly from under the pillow. It had been such a nice dream too.
A beat of quiet passed and Sarai allowed herself to entertain the idea that the world had backed off and was going to let her go back sleep. Distantly, she could hear the phone still ringing and wondered how long of a ring she'd set the darn thing to do before it went to voicemail. She'd have to fix that later, because damn was it annoying.
Suddenly light pierced through her room. Croquet opened up the curtains. "Croquet...you traitor." The said man laughed softly as he gently pulled the sheets off of the girl. "Miss Sarai, aren't you concerned about the phone, ringing near your bed?"
Sarai grumbled from under the comforter and pillow. "I was thinking about throwing it out the window, but I don't think any of them actually open." She yawned again.
"It could be important," Croquet pipped up. For an old man in a ten-thousand dollar suit, and sunglasses, he seems pretty damn...happy.
"If it was Dad trying to get me, he'd already have you dragging me out of bed. You probably have to bring Kemo with you, and the other suits to carry me in my little ball of blanket fun to get me there." Sarai reasoned sleepily.
"If it was a bomb or something, you wouldn't even be talking to me, instead you would have pushed me onto the ground and underneath the bed while you sacrifice yourself by grabbing the said bomb and throw it out of the glass window. If it was Laura, she'd be using her work cell, and I'd hear the new ringtone."
"She was less than amused with your selection, Ms. Sarai."
That was not Sarai's fault in the slightest. She'd picked something Sarai thought would fit, and how was she suppose to know her personal secretary, Laura Howard, had been the one person in the whole world who hadn't liked "Can't Touch This"?
Rather than trying to explain Laura her perfectly reasonable alibi, Sarai forged ahead with her own train of logic.
"The only people who'd be calling my home phone are contractors for future duel tournaments, my ex's and those stupid telemarketer. They can wait. And just in case they're bugging you about it, no Croquet, I don't need a knife that can cut through a shoe. That's fun the first three times. After the eighteenth it just becomes a weird and expensive hobby, especially when somebody finds a pair of Armani's. No more of that."
"Yes ma'am," Croquet replied agreeably. "However, at the risk of sounding too exacting, that is not your home phone ringing, ma'am," her personal butler and right hand man of Maximilian Pegasus cut in, with a noticeable tinge of self satisfaction. Well, as self-satisfied as an elderly man could sound anyway.
Then the statement started to register and Sarai found herself frowning. If it wasn't her work cell, or her home phone, what phone could it be? She blinked once, twice and considered this puzzle with a still somewhat sleepy mind. Then the answer clicked and her eyes widened. Tossing both comforter and pillow off of him as she rose, she gave a surprised look at the at the cell phone that had been casually tossed onto an available chair a few feet away near the tinted floor-to-ceiling windows.
Her personal cell phone, for calls and emergencies not immediately related to dueling-ing or business. The one she kept for casual calls to and from friends and had meticulously chosen a fitting jingle for each contact.
She scrambled over to her phone and looked at the contact list- one look at the name, and immediately the rich-girl paled.
Julia Chung
(xxx)-xxx-9538
3:30 PM
Ignore/Answer
"Oh..."
3:30 PM...
"...crap."
She's late for her entrance exams.
"Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap!" Sarai sprinted through the streets of Domino City. Now in a white frilly shirt, that was lifted up slightly to reveal a part of her naval, and tight blue jeans Sarai breathed heavily as her boot stomped on the concrete. "Oh man, if only I didn't waste my time allowing Croquet fixing my hair, I might actually would have been there on time!" She cursed as she swept past through the people around her with ease. While sprinting his way to the Kaiba Dome, she asses and reviewed some of the things she studied before she was forced to sprint.
"Ok, I've got my deck and my duel disk and I've got about 5 minutes to go before I miss the entrance exam!" even though she was frustrated, she couldn't help but to laugh. "Oh well! The worse that they could do is try to make me take the test last!" She swept pass through the crowd...
...and god must have been smiling on her because she barely dodge a Kuriboh...oh wait, that's some guy's hair, never mind.
"Oh man, Ms. Chung is so going to kill me..."
(Meanwhile...)
"I am so going to kill that brat." Ms. Chung seethed as she watched another applicant being sent home, crying. The other six applicant that she had left looked at the woman nervously as she drew a new sleight of cards. "Until then, I'll take my frustration out all on you!"
"...why do I feel a disturbance in the force?" Sarai murmured as she sprinted even faster than before.
o0O0o
A boy was running before coming to a complete stop at the front desk. The two girls, who were sporting standard duel academy uniform, blinked before a single thought vertebrate through their heads.
"Pretty cute looking..."
"I'm not late am I?" He asked. The girls shook their head and asked what was his name.
"I'm Matthew Slaymaker." He said revealing his face. The two girls blushed madly at the sight of Matt beautiful hazel eyes and messy brown hair that looks so perfect on him, he his wearing a black muscle shirt with white trousers. Oh the gods are so merciless to cover his body with-
"STOP MONOLOGGING ABOUT YOUR LOOKS!"
And the Gary Stu was pushed out of the way. The girl's snapped their heads upward, their hypnosis at the powerful Gary Stuness were broken.
"U-Um...what just happened?" One of the girls asked as Sarai frantically wrote her name and other information about herself on the application sheet. "No time to explain, just hurry up and get me in there!" The two looked at one another before gracing Sarai with a smile. "Calm down, your not too late-"
"How long have you been here for Duel Academy?" The two blinked. The one with the pig tails replied first, "I'm a Junior right now, and Sammy here is in her Senior year." Sarai mentally calculated before sparing a few minutes to explain her worrisome rush.
"Two words: Ms. Chung."
The two receptionist instantly paled. Sammy stamped Sarai's application and handed it to the man, who was equally paled the moment her name popped out.
"God speed to you. She's pretty pissed right now."
Sarai looked at them...before sobbing out, "It was nice meeting you guys, I'll see you in sixty years when you guys go to heaven..."
"I activate Ring of Destruction.''
"A trap card!''
"Yes, this card can destroy one monster in attack mode and then that monster's attack points are dealt to the both of us as damage.'' A metal ring with grenades appeared and attached itself around the kid's Vorse Raider. The ring exploded and destroyed the monster, causing both duelists to lose 1900 life points.
Kid: 3200-1300
Proctor: 1900-0000
"Good move applicant, you passed. Welcome to the Academy.''
"Thank you, Oh wise proctor.''
"Thank you, Oh wise proctor." Julia repeated mockingly as she finished off the last of her duelists. "If I gotten that limey bastard, he wouldn't be so damn cocky and proud. I would have shoved up his British tea up his ass and make him cry for mommy."
The now twenty-four year old gender-bender, strutted back up to the Admin desk where she sat next to another teacher. He was much older than Julia, as the two sat there silent not paying attention to the other teachers' talk. He was person who could easily be mistaken as woman if you didn't know who he was. The only indication that he was a man is the ridiculous adam's apple that's protruding out of his neck. He wore a blazer similar to Julia but instead of light yellow, his was blue and had some gold shoulder plates and trimmings along with a ruffled pink collar. He also styled his blonde hair in a ponytail and wore makeup.
"So Julia, what is your verdict for this year?" Dr. Vellian Crowler, headmaster of the Obelisk Blue Boys Dorm, asked as Julia shook her head. "Crowler, why bother asking when you can see my unbeaten streak?" The doctor sighed as he pinched his nose.
"Julia, you at least have to lose one match purposely, otherwise the Osiris Red dorm will be empty for the next few years."
"Not my fault if Banner doesn't have anyone to hand around with except for his cat." She threw the test deck to one of the other faculty member, "Besides, I'm only going thirty percent thanks to the stupid proctor deck I'm forced to use. If these kids can't get me down by at least five-hundred, they'll seriously have no reason to even come to Duel Academy."
"Oh come now Julia," Crowler began. "At least show some leniency to these poor children; I mean, who else am I going to tease if there aren't any Osiris-slackers coming here?"
"You can always ruin the Ra Yellow's self esteem, just throw out a pop-quiz out of the open and watch them squirm." He turned to me with a deadpan look on his face.
"Julia, I teach the functions of effect cards and dueling. You teach the synergy and the branch stemming of card chaining, and the chemistry behind them." At this, Julia shrugged. Julia's pop quizzes are seriously cruel to most children.
Crowler remembered one day, when he was curious on why there were Obelisk blues...suddenly getting better at dueling, of course they were his pride and joy, but the change from day one to the last day of each year was astronomical. When he questioned about their skills they said two words that summarized his question: "Ms. Chung"
So he came to Julia's class one day and participated in one of her "pop" quizzes that she sporadically throws out into the open.
It was only thanks to the fact that he has a Doctorate's degree in the functions of cards that he was able to get an 94% on the test. He also remembered so many seats being emptied in her class. When he asked the students about it, he was shocked. The class was packed on the first day, and out of the fifty two students that signed up for her class, only twenty remained.
Fourteen were his own Obelisk (once again, he's very proud of them).
Five of them were from Ra (His respect for them has gone up a bit).
The last student was a Osiris (His respect for that one particular Osiris Red sky rocketed).
If she's teaching a class on how to make synergies with one's own deck while counter other decks as well, then it was no surprise to see Julia mercilessly destroy all the applicants every year. The moment that applicant was sent to Julia for testing, their fates were immediately sealed...
"Your point?" Crowler snapped out of his thoughts and sighed.
In Julia's own words: those poor bastards.
(Before we continue on with our story, I have to put in this story)
As Sarai got closer, she crashed into a Kuriboh- oh wait, it's the boy from before!
"Sorry about that.'' Sarai and the boy simultaneously replied as the two looked at each other and smiled, mirroring their action to one another as they scratched their head sheepishly, "Don't mention it."
They paused, before laughing together.
"Hey, are you going to the exams too?'' Sarai couldn't help but to ask as the Kuriboh head duelist nodded his head
"Yup. I sure am! M'name's Jaden. Jaden Yuki with a flawless plan to get to Duel Academy.'' the two blinked as George Michael's "Flawless" echoed the the hallway, only for it to be abruptly scratched, as if the DJ pulled up the pick that was playing the song.
"What was that?"
"I don't know, for some odd reason, that one part of the song plays whenever I say flawless-"
Absolutely Flawless
"-just like that."
Sarai blinked. "That's just weird."
"Tell me about it..."
The two sat on the ground for a momentary of silence.
"...we should probably get to the ring."
"Yeah."
Talk about an awkward moment.
(Back to the present)
Meanwhile, in another part of the dome a short, blue-haired boy also got finished watching Bastion's duel as another teenager with reddish-brown hair commented on it. "Wow, that guy really tore it up." He said.
Syrus looked at the teen. "Yeah, Bastion Misawa; they said he got a perfect score on his written exams out of all of us new applicants.
"Wow really, I barely made it through mine!"
"Ditto.'' Sarai nodded.
"Same here, my name's Syrus by the way, nice to meet ya." Syrus then looked somewhat depressed. "I kinda have a thing where I get test anxiety. I don't know how I won my duel."
"So you're in!" Jaden and Sarai exclaimed together, slapping Syrus on the back as the smaller boy fell face first onto the ground. "Congratulations, we'll be too as soon as we have our duel." the two said at the same time with a shit-eating grin.
Syrus looked up at the two, turning to Jaden then at Sarai, his head turning left and right to the two. "My god...there's two of them." Syrus muttered, before their words finally registered into his brain. "Wait, you mean you haven't dueled yet?" Syrus asked shocked at the boy and girl's ignorance of the current situation.
"Nope." Jaden replied, still psyched from the last duel.
"Just got here." Sarai said with a smile.
"Then you might have a problem, you see...Bastion's the last for the application exam."
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock...
And that's where the two similarity ends.
"WHAT?" Jaden exclaimed while Sarai cowered in the corner. "Oh god, Ms. Chung is going to kill me..."
"Looks like we've got a pretty good crop this year." One of them said.
"Yes, indeed." Another teacher agreed.
Dr. Crowler took the list from one one of the faculty member and quickly gone over the list of students who had passed. He looked at them and sighed. "Well, at least it's better than last years." At this, everyone turned to Julia, and sighed.
"She seriously needs to learn self-restraint." one of the newer members muttered as the one, with more experience with the rather terrifying proctor, laughed.
"Oh you should see her when she doesn't have her Brazilian in the morning, this is actually her containing herself. You should have heard her words of wisdom for the first day of her class."
Crowler shook his head, but chuckled at the same time as he recalled the time where Julia gave a very...enlightening analogy on the first day of her class. Crowler tried to calm his nerves by doing his number one zen in the world: writing poetry.
"Hm..." he closed his folder as he looked at the poetry that was halfway done. "...what rhymes with golem." He wrote various of words on the side and examined each of them critically.
"Mold'em? No... Troll'em? No... Ketchum? Definitively not...Mary Palollum? That's...not even a word..." with each words that he rejected, Crowler scratched off the word frantically as he looked at the poetry with a concentrated look on his face. Then...
"...Solemn? Solemn..." he repeated the word in his head a smiled. "Solemn! I must write it down-"
"I'm sorry to interrupt," A man in a black, business suit appeared stopping Crowler from entering in his peaceful zen. "But there are three more applicant that arrived to take his exam, Mister Crowler."
The air grew heavy, even Julia winced at the tension being built up, as Dr. Crowler snapped his pencil in half.
"Excuse me," Crowler said with almost a snarl. "Did you just call me, 'mister'?"
Realizing that he made a mistake, the guard slowly backed away. "I-I'm sorry, I-I'm relatively n-new here Missus-"
"Oh shit." One of the proctor whispered, as he pushed his sunglasses upward. "This is not going to end well."
In fact, Crowler looked like he was going to explode. The redness in his face slowly died down as the doctor sighed. "You are new here so I shall leave you with just a warning. So allow me to tell you this: I have a PhD in dueling, to earn the title 'doctor', and as such I will be referred to as Dr. Crowler."
If there's one thing about Crowler, he takes his title serious with what he has accomplished. Also, after taking three of Julia's pop quizzes and coming out with a solid A on each of them, he's seriously proud to hold that title. Crowler shook his head, realizing that he was going off tangent. Handing his now broken pencil to his assistant he pulled out a new one before continuing with his poetry, not looking up to see the guard again.
"Now tell those truants that they'll have to come back next year..."
The staff members looked at him as if the doctor was insane, and were going to protest...
"...so that they won't have Julia proctoring them. Knowing those children, if they fail, they'll be checking the closet not for the boogyman but for Ms. Chung." Crowler added in with a smile. The instructors around them paused...before they boisterously laughed.
Even the good old doctor has a sense of humor.
"Oh shut up." The said woman grumbled.
"I apologize, in any case please hand me their application. After Ms. Chung's brutal massacre we have a quite handful of space for the wait listed and the truants to be tested." The guard was about to hand him the application, only for the papers to be swiped away by Julia.
"Now hold on a minute, why the heck should we even test those kids?" The proctors and the teachers looked at Julia with disbelief. "They came an hour late. An hour! If they were even serious about coming to Duel Academy, they should have came on time. Drop them and tell those idiots to come back next year."
That made everyone drop their mouth, seriously what the hell did those fools drug Ms. Chung with? She's more barbarous then ever... even Dr. Crowler looked at her with shock. Sure the doctor would sometimes tease and make fun of Osiris Reds, but he wouldn't even dare to ignore someone who wants a shot at their Academy.
"Come on, Julia, we have time for at least ten to twenty more applicants."
"Yes, let's give these hopeful duelists their shot."
As they pleaded with the woman, Julia looked as though she was about to reach breaking point.
"Julia I have to admit," Crowler began as he stared at the fiery-female with a little disbelief, "Although they were late, it really doesn't excuse you to not give them a chance to duel-"
That comment finally made her snap, "LATE IS RUDE!"
She slammed her hands down, freaking out the other people around her. "I have no time for half-assed students that can't even set their god damn alarms two hours earlier for the exams! Everyone else came on time, would it be fair for them if someone that came late to the test?!" Some of them stopped and were slowly backing down from the fight...then...
Julia's cell phone rang. Everyone slowly relaxed as Julia pulled it out of her pocket and answered it a bored tone. "Who the hell is this…?"
"...seven days..."
She blinked before rolling her eyes, "Fonda, I know that's you." Everyone blinked as they heard a girlish groan over the phone. Crowler merely wrote something on his paper and presented it to the people around.
Ex-Girlfriend/School Nurse
They blinked before their heads slowly turned to Julia...
"Fonda, what the hell are you calling me for? If it's for prank-calling, it's not all that funny." Julia sat on her desk as everyone listened in as the Fonda voice echo from the cell phone. Julia looked at them before turning her back towards her audience.
"Uh-huh..." her head bobbed up and down as she listened to her lover talk on the phone.
"...uh-huh..."
"..."
"Yes I did..."
"..."
She shrugs. "It's not my problem, your the one who told me to come here in the first place..."
"..."
"You say that this was to bring a better relationship with children, yeah about that? It's not working as well as you thought..."
"..."
Julia's face cohorts with rage.
"Don't be pointing fingers! I'm just doing what I do best-"
"..."
The female proctor blushed.
"What am I doing? Nothing!"
"..."
She scratched her head.
"That's totally unreasonable, I'm just doing my job and..."
"..."
"...fifty-two kids cried..." Julia confessed, soon everyone was blown away at a loud voice screaming from the phone. Yelling how Julia was giving these applicants mental trauma and a psychological damage to make them self-degenerate after the duel. Julia tried to talk to her, only to be silenced with more screams.
"Ok! Alright! I'll stop!"
She still screamed and screamed as Julia couldn't help but to scream back at her. "Alright fine! I'll go easy on them next time, ok? Jesus!"
She shut her phone and sighed.
"Sorry about that." Crowler simply smirked. "Getting chewed out by Fonda? I think the word that I'm looking is...'whipped'." Julia glared at the man before picking out one of the application form...
She blinked. Looking through at it again, her frown instantly turned upside-down. "I was wondering when she was going to come..."
Julia handed one of the application papers to Crowler, "Let her in."
Suddenly everyone was staring at her, "What?"
"Julia," Crowler pinched the bridge of his nose, "First you were pulverizing these poor applicants, and now your letting in one of the truants without a test...why?"
Julia in turn lifted up three fingers, "Three reasons."
"Good ones?" Crowler asked as Julia snodded, "Reason one, I recommended her." That got everyone out of their initial shock and into their exterior shock.
Crowler on the other hand blinked, "You recommended a student?"
"We're not suppose to?"
Crowler shook his head, "Oh no, you can recommend a student, I recommended some of the students to come here but that's only for those who went through dueling prep-school. Did she have any..."
"That's my second reason," She chained in. "I tutored her five years ago, and as a graduation test, I dueled her." Julia lightly chuckled. "She beat me by four hundred life points."
Everyone's eyes widened, someone beating Ms. Chung?
Crowler blinked and shrugged. "Those two sound reasonable enough, but you said a third reason. Not that we're not going to bring her in, but may we hear the third reason?"
"Check out who the dad is." Crowler and the other faculty members blink before the head of the Obelisk dorm skimmed through the content...and gasped.
"She's..."
"Yup." With a nod from Julia, Crowler wasted no time and pulled out a red stamp. Striking it at an empty space on the application paper, soon a huge circle titled 'Accepted' was on it in bold red letters.
"There, Sarai Densky is in the Academy. Now to decide what dorm she'll be put in-"
"Osiris." That stopped him in his track.
"I don't give a rat's ass if she's Pegasus's girl. I don't really give a shit if she beaten me in a duel. If she couldn't come here on time, a time that I personally told her to come at, she doesn't deserve to be in Ra." Crowler, in all honesty, was going to put her into Obelisk Blue, but that plan soon went out of the window.
Crowler was about to try and persuade her only to be shot down with a glare. "She's staying in Osiris, and that's final." She pulled out a book while handing the other two application form to the other proctors, "Tell those slackers that they'll be tested. You in the shorts, you'll be the one to test the one that has a Kuriboh on his head."
"Why me-"
"Because your the one that wanted to give them a second shot, because your the one that started all this fucking shenanigan, and I"ll rip off your little testicles that you call a dick and shove it up your ass if you don't."
Everyone backed away from her as the disturbing sight entered their head.
"Don't worry about it," Crowler took the papers from the now petrified proctor and stood. "I'll test him." Getting out of his seat, the Obelisk Headmaster sighed.
"And they say I'm mean..." Crowler grumbled.
In the mean time, Bastion was...comforting a very distressed Sarai, "Come on now, i-it's not as bad as you think. In fact, you can always next year, and who knows? You might just pass that year.'' She slowly turned to him with fear embedded in her green eyes. "That's exactly what I'm afraid of..."
"Oh come on Sarai," Jaden pitched in, "It's not like your going to die for coming late."
The girl stared at him...
...and brought out a blue-beaded rosary and began to pray. "Hail Mary, Mother of God..."
"Anyways," Jaden turned to Bastion, "That was some mighty fine dueling." The British accented duelist looked at him and nodded. "Thank you.''
Suddenly another duelist came up to them with a smile, "Yeah. I'd say you're probably the second best duelist here.'' Bastion, Syrus and Jaden all turned to face...oh look, it's the Gary fucking Stu from earlier.
"What?''
"Jaden Yuki, please report to exam field four. Matthew Slaymaker, to exam field six.''
"It's time to rock! Come on Jaden.''
"Wait. If I'm the second best, then who's first?'' Bastion asked the Stu.
"That's me of course.'' He said with a smirk as he ran down the stairs. Jaden stared at him with a glare, "Yeah right, in your dreams." Jaden muttered as Syrus moaned. "Wow they're really confident. I wish I could be like him.''
"Being too confident is called arrogance." Bastion muttered angrily. Being called second best is something that no on really appreciates being called.
As Jaden stood facing Dr. Crowler, the Stu was waiting for his opponent to show up. "What gives? I hope they didn't chicken out when they saw me.''
"Who are you calling a chicken?'' Matthew (I really don't want to call him by his name, but for the sake of the readers I will.) saw a kid enter the field. He seemed a year older than him, dressed in a blue blazer that looked more of a trench coat. His spiky dark-hair complements the sneer on his face.
The Stu not liking his face, contort his Adonis face-like structure, glared. Which made most girls swoon in the stand. "What are you doing here?''
Chazz shook his head, dear god he's surrounded by idiots. "I'm you're opponent, dimwit. Name's Chazz. One of the top students of Obelisk blue.''
It's technically not a lie...
"That's great. I've been looking for a good challenge for some time.'' The Obelisk Blue duelist scoffed as he activated his duel disk, "Challenge? Hah! This duel won't last three turns.''
"Really? I didn't know you were that bad.'' The girls giggled while the guys wished they were this guy. Seriously this is making me sick. Immature Chazz from Season One, this is probably the only time I'm going to write this, but please kick his Stu's ass out of my story.
"Can it you slacker.''
"Chill out dude.''
Stu, shut the fuck up. No one likes you. Oh and for those who are wondering why the author absolutely despises Stu's? Well...this is the reason.
Duel Start!
Matthew: 4000
Chazz: 4000
"I'll go first," Chazz drew and examined his six cards, "Alright you slacker, first I'll summon Chthonian Soldier in attack mode!" From the ground, a man in dark armor appeared. What made him really intimidating was the fact that he was carrying a rather massive cleaver in his hands.
Chthonian Soldier
Attack: 1200
Defense: 1400
"To finish off, I'll set one card facedown."
"Alright!" The stu drew and smirked. "I play Consecrated Light in Attack Mode!" A burst of bright light blinded nearly everyone on the field. Once the light died down, a pink sphere with a peaceful look on its face floated in the middle of the field with a glowing halo around it. Although it looked cute and all, if the indication of all the squealing girls yelling how cute it looked, one particular teacher looked absolutely livid.
Consecrated Light
Attack: 0
Defense: 0
"Ha! A monster with zero attack points and zero defense points? What good will that do for you?" The Stu smirked before reading out the monster's effect, "Neither player can Normal or Special summon DARK monsters or declare an attack with a DARK monster, and you take no battle damge from that battle."
"But that means…" Chazz gasped.
((Minutes before the Consecration summoning))
Up in the stands, another couple of individuals from the very top of the dome were observing the Stu's duel as well. A girl with sandy blonde hair that ended at the bottom of her neck with grayish-brown eyes and outfitted in the standard Obelisk Blue girls uniform: white top with blue trimming, a blue miniskirt, and royal blue boots. Next to her, a taller boy with blue hair, also down to the neck but had some bangs near his blue eyes. He was also in Obelisk Blue like Alexis and Chazz, but his outfit was more white than blue. It was a long white coat with blue outlines, and the same pattern was on his shirt.
Their name? Alexis Rhodes and Zane Truesdale, they're one of the top students at Duel Academy.
The two were watching both the Stu's and Jaden's duel with Dr. Crowler, though they did notice that Crowler was going a little bit easier than normal with Jaden...apart from the fact that Crowler summoned Ancient Gear Golem on the first turn, he did show some support for the applicant.
"Crowler seems a little more laid-back than usual..." Alexis murmured as Zane looked over at Ms. Chung's direction, "Can you blame him? Ever since Ms. Chung came to Duel Academy she's been the bane of all student's grade. She makes Crowler look like a saint when it comes to teaching and bullying."
"Is she really that bad with students?" Alexis asked with a worried look on her face, Zane simply smirked, "You'll just have to take her class to find out."
((When the Stu summoned Consecrated Light))
"Well...that damaged Chazz's deck a whole lot."
"That was a great move from Matthew..." Alexis said, admiringly...oh shit, she's under the Stu spell...
"I'll throw down a facedown to end my turn." The Stu said with a smile that made even those with a cold heart smile along with the Stu. Most of the crowd joined in with the smile; but there were some exception, the exception was Chazz.
"My move!" There was no way this slacker was going to beat him! No way! He looked at his hands and snarled. "Damn it..." he placed another card facedown on the field and ended his turn.
"What's wrong, can't summon any monsters Chazz?" The Stu asked mockingly with a smirk, he drew his card and smiled. "I play The Sanctuary in the Sky!" Matthew exclaimed while opening his field spell card slot, on his duel disk, and placed it on. The ground rumbled as the arena crumbled down to the abyss. The two found themselves standing on clouds while a big temple sat behind Matt and Consecrated Light.
"When this card is on the field, and you destroy my fairy monster? The battle damage that I'm suppose to get is zero." Chazz looked absolutely horrified, and Matt basked in that emotion with a grin.
"That's not all! I summon Victoria in attack mode!" From the field, an elegant woman stepped out of the temple and elegantly stepped down from the stairs. Her face veiled, only her long -shiny- blond hair was the only indication that she is possibly female. The last nail to hit to mark her gender was her clothes. The plate armor accentuated her breasts while her dress was slit, revealing her creamy legs to the world.
Victoria
Attack: 1800
Defense: 1500
"While she's on the field, you can't attack anyone else on the field. So if you do find a magic card or a trap card to destroy my card it will just go to my Victoria."
"So not only does Matt shut down Chazz's summoning, but he can't dent Matt's life points." Alexis said with a smile. Zane looked at Alexis, somewhat disturbed at her sudden change.
"It's like she's under some sort of spell..."
"I'll end my turn with Victoria attacking your Chthonian Soldier." Matt shouted as Victoria pulled her staff back while putting out one hand towards Chthonian Soldier. A ray of powerful light shot forward, piercing Chthonian Soldier, however the moment it did, the Soldier threw it's sword towards Matt.
Chazz: 4000 - (1800 - 1200) = 3400
"Chthonian Soldier's effect, when he's destroyed your dealt with the damage equal to it's attack points." Chazz laughed.
"No, I didn't." The Stu announced before unveiling his facedown card card, Divine Punishment.
" I can only activate this card if The Sanctuary in the Sky is on the field. I can negate the activation of a Spell Card/Trap Card or Effect. So that means your sword disappears." The sword shattered before it could touch that god damn Stu.
Alexis and Zane were in shock as they watched the Stu counter everything Chazz throws at him.
"He's got Chazz at every corner." Zane said leaning on the rail. Alexis nodded as she watched the Stu end his turn.
(Meanwhile with Jaden and Crowler)
"That was a sweet duel teach!" Crowler sighed as he looked over at Jaden with a tired look on his face, now Crowler remembers why he allowed Julia to do all the proctor matches.
"Yes, yes it was. However Mr. Yuki, because you are now enlisted in Duel Academy, you will be referring to me as Dr. Crowler, understood?" Jaden in turn pouted. "Oh come on, can't I just call you teach for short?"
Crowler, exasperated, simply walked further away from Jaden. "Where did I stash my bourbon again?"
The two were passing by the Stu's duel, and to Crowler's surprise, Jaden was actually glaring at the other applicant...
"Is there a problem, Mr. Yuki?"
"I hate him." That threw Crowler off. He hate's him? After their duel, Crowler had an instinctive feeling that Jaden would come off as someone whose relaxed and easy to get along with...for him to actually hate someone, that's something that Crowler didn't expect. "Not to be rude, but may I ask why?"
"He thinks he's the best." The Obelisk head couldn't help but to laugh. "It's not that funny!"
"Well," Crowler began, while toning down his laughter. "Would you like to watch his duel to see if he really is the best?" Jaden looked at him with wide eyes. "We can do that?"
"Mr. Yuki, a hundred of students are watching this duel from the stand, what's there to stop us?" Jaden grinned as he ran into the field, intent on watching the match close up as Chazz was forced to set another card facedown. Crowler, on the other hand slumped on one of the benches and sighed in relief. "Finally...some peace and quiet."
You have to admit, Jaden is a portable chatterbox.
"C'mon Chazz I thought you were the best duelist in the school." The Stu provoked while drawing his card. Chazz was losing his cool and hated this guy more then Jaden hating the guy for thinking he was better than the E-Hero duelist.
"I sacrifice Victoria..." Light began to bask around Victoria as her form began to morph, but the biggest part that changed was the fact that there were wings that was slowly protruding out of her back as she flew into the heavens. "In order to summon Tethys, Goddess of Light!"
The light slowly fade away as a figure slowly came down. Descending from the court, a beautiful Goddess flew down to the field. She wore an elegant white dress with her upper body in armor and had two long wings that spread when she landed.
Tethys, Goddess of Light
Attack: 2400
Defense: 1800
"Then I activate Monster Reborn, in order to bring back Victoria!" The spell caster that was sacrificed earlier rose out of the clouds as her eyes gazed upon Chazz.
"I'll attack directly, go ladies!" The two pointed their finger at Chazz as a crackling ball of light energy began to form in the center. In a blink of an eye, the ball was shot forward as it sent Chazz flying out of the stage.
Chazz: 3400 - (2400 + 1800) = 0
"N-No..." Chazz whispered as he looked at the applicant with dead horror. "There's no way!"
"You better believe it, I won!" Chazz slowly stood off the ground as he glared at the teen before looking at Crowler, who looked quite interested at what just happened. "Professor Crowler! He cheated! There's no way that he could have won!"
"That's bull-!"
Crowler sternly glared over at Matthew, "Young man, there's a lot of thing I tolerate, but profanity is not one of them especially from a student!"
Ms. Chung is the only exception. She needs to curse otherwise she'll probably resort to violence.
"Now," He looked over at Chazz, "Although Mr. Slaymaker did use some tactics that are questionable-"
"Bull-"
"Mr. Slaymaker, I will drop you from our program if you have to force me to repeat my warning." When Crowler gives out a warning, you better fucking follow it. Thankfully the boy wisely backed off as he turned his attention back to Chazz. "Now, as I was saying, although some of the moves that he did were questionable, he nevertheless beaten you in a duel fair a square."
"But..."
"Get over it Chazz, you lost." Matt said with a grin, "But hey, maybe next time you'll get me down by a 1000 when we duel." Everyone laughed as Chazz's face began to contort with rage. This...slacker bested him? This slacker-
"CHAZZ PRINCETON!"
Silence. Only the echo of a heavy staccato footstep echoed. Chazz paled significantly, while Crowler gulped.
Looks like Chazz isn't done getting his butt whipped...
TBC...
For all you Yu-Gi-Oh mastrubator's out there, don't worry about the card effect too much, I purposely did that...well not really because...well everything will be explained in the next chapter!
Now I'll say this: I have nothing against people making Stu's or Sues. You guys can make them, and I'll be fine with it. The problem is this: FOLLOW THE FUCKING RULES! I'm reading so many Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic and I see these duelists breaking the rules left to right. Oh and for people that are recommending me to read some of the Anti-Sue fics, those guys aren't any better. They break the rules as well! If you want to make Sues, be my guest. But don't break the Duel-Monsters rule to show how much of a sue your character is.