Yu-gi-oh

No Limits

Chapter 41- llama Poco

By

By Kevin Jones

"Bang, bang," Vanessa and Maggie look shocked as Toni begins to unmake her fist. "That's what you get for putting me through all this crap today!"

"Toni, why on earth did you do that!?" As Vanessa shouts this, Kai begins to get back up.

"Because this jerk forgot to tell us the most important part of this whole thing," Toni then pulls out her phone and brings up a news article dated January 29th, 2040.

"12 Diamonds drug mule sentenced to 10 years for possession of yet to be disclosed illegal substances."

"Undisclosed my ass, read through the article, apparently this peddler has a very familiar name. Here are 2 hints, it's someone we know and he's a little bit tanner than us."

"Toni, we should get inside, we're almost at the FBI building."

"Vanessa, doesn't this concern you?!"

In a calming voice, Vanessa says, "Let's head inside. We can straighten all this out there."

"Did you know about this?" Vanessa is simply staring at Toni. "Well…alright fine but there better be a good reason for this. Like, they strapped a bomb to him good!"

The 4 begin walking and as they do Kai, who is now on the right end of the line, nudges Vanessa who is to his left.

"How long have you known?" Kai whispers this with both an intrigued and confused tone.

"I don't know any of it," Vanessa whispers back.

"Then why do you seem to be on my side?"

Vanessa smiles and says, "If you were really a scum bag then you wouldn't keep putting yourself in danger to help Chase."

…

"So these are what suits look like." Maggie says this while looking around the office of the FBI.

"Are we any different from what you imagined we'd be like?" Mustang says this as he takes a seat at a conference table, surrounded by Vanessa and the others.

Maggie looks around, nods her head and says, "Yes."

"Let me guess. We're a lot cooler in person." Mustang says this with a grin.

"Actually you all seem boring and kind of useless."

Mustang's smile has now been replaced with a look of annoyance. "OK, I've humored you all enough. It's a Saturday, I should be at getting caught up on the Jets, but instead I'm stuck here, talking to you kids."

"You showed up didn't you?"

To respond to Vanessa's remark, Mustang leans back in his chair and says, "Because we're a division of the FBI that deals with unusual events. So far you kids have brought us 2 cases, so when you've got something interesting to say; we listen. Having said that, the person who has brought these cases to me is not here, nor is the boy who is a walking case and if that's not enough you bring a smart mouth little girl.

"I told you that she's being used in something strange."

"No, you told me that she was told to tag buildings. I figured there was something you weren't saying, so I decided to meet with you guys expecting a big juicy tip, turns out I'm just babysitting."

"We were just attacked, twice, First in my apartment and then in the middle of a busy Manhattan street."

With that Mustang rolls his eyes and says, "If you want, I'll call a buddy of mine down in the organized crime office, but unless you give me something that involves something bizarre, I can't help you."

"How's a major drug smuggling ring being ran by a group that most people don't even believe exist?"

Everyone is now staring at Kai as if he has just sprouted a second head.

"Kai," says Mustang, "do you know anything that could make this case worth my time?"

Vanessa can see that Kai is unable to find words nesciarry to answer the law man's interrogation style question. She then leans to her right and whispers into his ear. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

Kai then whispers back to Vanessa. "No, but I have to do this."

Vanessa then puts her hand on top of Kai's which is clutching on his knee. "No matter what you have to say, we're not abandoning you."

Kai is now looking deep into the young girl's eyes. He is 4 years older than her but right now he feels as though he is scared child standing next to a strong adult.

"First things first," Kai is now confidently addressing the group. "Maggie, I don't know the details but I know you're part of a venture called the clean sweep."

"Sounds like a cheesy movie thing." Maggie says this, and then begins to remember something.

"If the phrase means anything to you at all, it's probably just through local chatter. The people behind it aren't known for sharing their plans."

"And these people are the 12 Diamonds?" As an inquisitive Toni says this, she begins, to recall certain details. "A group of Mexican drug dealers who run the world's drug supply."

"That's an urban legend," says Kai, "only one of them is Mexican."

"Have you met them?" Asks a confused Mustang, who is writing everything down the young man says on a pad of paper under his right arm.

"Only the Mexican one, they're really not an organization as much as they are just a bunch of guys with a mutual agreement."

"And that agreement is?" As Toni asks this, she can tell that Kai is about to say something he's been holding in for a long time.

"It's easier for drug lords to work together than shoot each other."

"But why would drug dealers want to work with other drug dealers?" Vanessa sounds confused but she continues anyways. "Don't they believe in like turf or something?"

"Ha, that was 30 years ago. After the war, most prime drug territory got destroyed-"

"The Mexico bombings," says Toni, "When the government was able to retarget nuclear bombs directed at the US by sending them to the Mexico desert!"

Mustang snaps at Toni, "that didn't happen!"

"Then why did so many bombs hit Mexico if they didn't even send in troops into battle?"

"Well…Kai just keep talking."

"If you say so," Kai takes a moment to collect himself. "All major drug trafficking to North America came through Mexico. Even groups in Eurasia, needed it because of the low security around Mexico's ports."

"How does this involve me?" Maggie is starting to sound bored.

"Well," Kai does not appear annoyed or happy to tell this tale. It is something he has to do, nothing more. "After a few years of trying to get through a nuclear waste land as well as getting their stuff through now even heavier security ports, the underworld decided Racism and tradition was getting in the way of profits."

"A hundred years of pride and racism we're thrown away just like that?" Vanessa finds these facts perplexing thanks to years of books and movies that have told her to believe that drug dealers are savages, ruled by pride and loyalty.

"Death by radiation poisoning is a very good motivation. Businesses merge all the time, why shouldn't these businessmen decide to work together?"

"But it's not a business," starts Vanessa, "they sell drugs and kill people. They destroy lives, families and communities. That's not business that's evil."

"When a big franchise like Applebee's or Walmart comes to a town and causes all the small time restaurants and stores to close. A lot of people lose their lively hoods and that causes people to lose their homes and in turn their families. That's sad but everyone just calls that business."

"That's not the same thing." Vanessa is starting to look confused. Never before have these thoughts gone through her head before.

"To homeless people who lost everything because Walmart closed down there lively hoods, there's no difference."

"OK, enough with the moral debate," starts Mustang, "let's just get through this." He turns to Vanessa and says, "OK?"

Vanessa slouches in her chair and says, "Fine with me."

"Fast forward to now days, the world drug trade is controlled by these guys and they do their own thing, then whenever they have new ideas for selling product, they come together and figure out how to make it work."

"So that's it," start's an unbelieving Toni, "this is nothing but an experiment that Chase interrupted?"

"Makes sense to me," says Maggie. "The people in my family are always being used by someone bigger."

"Wait," Mustang is now confused, "you have a family? Vanessa I thought you said this girl didn't-"

"Can we just let Kai finish his story?" Vanessa breaths a side of relief, the last thing she needs right now is Maggie feeling offended.

"Before I got locked up, the diamonds had a meeting. I don't know the details but they wanted a lot of us low level guys to look for graffiti artists. People who could get to places, do whatever it is there needed to do and get out without anyone finding it suspicious."

"So…this is happening all over the city?" As Toni says this, everyone begins to wonder if every graffiti tag they see on the street isn't simple Vandalism.

"Doubtful," begins Kai, "if this plan was being implemented across the city, they'd simply kill her. They wouldn't even care about you guys. The fact that they want to bring her in and shut you all up, basically means that Maggie is the test subject in a plan they have a lot of faith and money in. They need her and now that they've lost her, they'll do whatever it takes to get her back."

"Could that involve harming my family? Maggie asks what Vanessa and Toni are thinking.

"You, yes, Vanessa, Toni, your families are safe. Vanessa your family is too rich to be able to target and Toni, your family is too connected to your neighborhood. They need to keep this as quiet as possible."

"Based on what's happened so far," starts Vanessa, "they're not doing a good job."

"Ha," this makes Kai smile, "when at any point today has anything happened that to an outsider would look strange?"

"We ran from a truck while being chased by guys dressed like cops in the middle of a busy Manhattan street."

"A Mexican guy with a criminal mark running from the cops, yeah no one's ever seen that in this city."

"Well…I…you…I give up." Vanessa slouches into her chair and takes a deep breath and says, "now what?"

"Well," starts Mustang, "here's what we're going to do. I'm going to get a protective detail for both Vanessa and Toni. Nothing big, just 1 or 2 agents to watch out for anything to dangerous; the last thing we need right now is to lose Maggie to the Foster care system so she'll stay where she is with Vanessa."

"Wait," starts a now confused Toni, "I though like 10 minutes ago you were saying nobody cares about a little girl spreading graffiti."

"True, but with Kai's testimony, I can get some friends of mine over in narcotics interested and we can get something going; everyone joins the FBI wanting to one day take down a big crime ring."

Suddenly Kai's face perks up. "Wait, you aren't putting my name on that, are you?"

Mustang now looks confused. "Of course, these are just notes I'm taking. First you've got to give a formal statement; we'll worry about that later. Then, seeing as you're the first person to ever reveal any information on these guys you'll have to be part of the team that takes these guys down."

"Wait, wait, wait…team? As in, I'd be working with you guys to arrest these people?" Kai is beginning to get anxious.

"Uhm…," Mustang is now confused, "yes, I figured that was obvious."

"And then," he's beginning to look around the room. Vanessa can see that his legs are shaking. "Would I like have to, uhm, testify at trials and stuff."

Mustang is beginning to get annoyed "And I'm sure in 30 years you'll write a book on it all and make a lot of money. Where's this going?"

Kai is now breathing heavy and is no longer looking around the room; he is merely staring at his lap. "I can't do this,"

"What!?" Yells Mustang, the attitude of the room has now changed from attentive to aggressive. "You all drag me here on my day off and then give me the ability to begin the biggest drug bust since God Damn Pablo Escobar and now you're revealing this was a complete waste of time!"

"Mr. Mustang-"

"Don't you Mr. Mustang me Ms. "here's a case for you," why? Because over the course of the past month I have succeeded in giving a little legitimacy to do this division but guess what, all it takes is a couple more stunts like this and I'm back to pleading not to get stuck somewhere else during every budget meeting! Now I want you to seriously think about this. No one's going to listen to me without someone who can provide first hand evidence that these people even exist!"

"What if he's like a confidential informant?" Vanessa is now on her feet, trying to act as a barrier between the steaming FBI Agent and the now shut off boy.

"A confidential informant is only useful as a final piece in a puzzle that's almost complete. I need him to prove that these people even exist. If I go to anyone above me with nothing more than an unnamed testimony, I'll be laughed at before I even finish the first paragraph!"

"But you've got Maggie, she's the key to all this."

"Hey," begins the little girl, "don't drag me into this, up until a couple of minutes ago, I was just making art for an extra buck."

"Either way, a little street rat isn't going to get me very far!"

"Toni, help me," Vanessa is starting to sound desperate.

"You 2 are on your own. I'm with Sir Shouts a lot on this one."

"Toni-"

"Don't Toni me Nes," now Toni is angry, "we are now in trouble with drug cartels, apparently the one's that control the world. Kai, who's supposed to be our friend, has known this the whole time, and used to work for them. Now, instead of helping, he's just going to sulk." Toni turns her head to face the now only non-combative person in the room. "What's a matter Kai, afraid to look the people in the eye who used to tell you to bend over, or maybe you're still following orders."

"What?" Kai is now looking the girl in the eye.

"Yeah, makes sense, they are you're people after all."

"Toni!"

"No, no Vanessa, I don't really mean it as a race thing. I just mean he was probably with them his whole life. That doesn't just go away. Maybe when he snitched, and things didn't go his way, he decided to go crawling back and for whatever reason they took him. Now he's just waiting for the chance to screw us over."

With that, Kai gets up, doesn't make a sound and dashes out of the room. Everyone is now wide eyed and confused.

"Damn it Toni," Vanessa is the one to break the silence. "Kai isn't one of your computers. You can't just yell whatever random thing goes through your head at it!"

"Hey I mean it. We don't know anything about this guy. He literally just showed up with Chase and Damon at my door and we just took their word that we can trust him."

"We can trust him. He's our friend."

"He was their friend first. We're just a bunch of white kids that Kai met fresh out of the joint. Why should he value us over his old life?"

"Because- never mind." With that, Vanessa begins to walk away. She knows there's no point arguing with the stubborn girl.

With that she exits the room and spots a bathroom door closing across the hall. She scurries towards it and walks through, unfazed by the Men's room sign.

"Girl in the boy's room," with that Vanessa turns her head to see Kai peeing into a Urinal.

"Look…don't listen to Toni." Vanessa is trying to keep a warm inviting tone, while masking a growing sense of unease and confusion. "You know she just says whatever comes to her mind, no matter how wrong it is."

Kai pulls up his zipper and starts walking towards the sink. "It's a fair assumption; I can't blame her for thinking it."

"No it's not, all that's in the past. You've proven yourself to be our friend multiple times. Toni had no right to question whose side you're on."

Kai is now slowly washing his hands, staring deeply at the running water. "Funny, less than a year ago there was a shit tone of people who would've said just that."

"Kai, those people weren't your friends. There criminals who were just using you-"

Kai slams his hands down on the sides of the sink. "I know you're right, doesn't mean shit though."

Vanessa puts her hand on his shoulder. "Look, I know this complicated but you got to believe we're on your side. You can trust and tell us anything."

"You mean like a family." Kai is beginning to relax.

"…Yeah, I guess so. As strange as it sounds, I consider you guys my family."

As she begins to smile, he slowly moves his head over to her and she can see every emotion he has on his face. "Family, not a subject I know a lot about."

With that, Kai stands straight up and begin walking backwards until he is leaning against the back of a stall wall. "My Mom died…when I was about 4, I don't really remember her, just images in my head. Then when I was about 10…my Dad got shot, gambling debts…that I remember. I remember rage, anger, sadness, confusion and then after a few days, hunger.

"But shouldn't you have been put in a home?"

"No one knew and no one cared. My old man was a nice guy but he wasn't the type of person anyone would miss. No one wanted to help me because that meant another mouth to feed."

"What about the police?"

"Where I grew up, going to the cops meant getting dumped in the Satellite Sector…actually that's probably true today."

"Then how'd you survive?"

"I was never a drug dealer if that's what you're thinking. My Dad's gambling of choice was dueling. He'd bet whatever he could on whatever big duel was coming up. I learned how to duel from watching the greats and after I found out I wasn't very good stealing. I started getting by through duels. I didn't really have a deck, not like I do now, just whatever cards I could find, but it worked. I'd challenge guys twice my age, make a couple bucks a night, I was getting by just fine…well, at least fine enough."

"Is that how these guys found you?"

"You bet; they heard word of an 11 year old who could duel like a 20 year old and next thing I know, I'm living in a nice apartment overseeing the East River. It was with a bunch of drug dealers and thugs but hey, I had a nice view."

"So I take it you were with them until you got arrested?"

"Bingo, for 7 years I had the job of winning them duels in underground matches. I didn't do anything illegal, just kept winning, until one day-"

Vanessa can tell that there is a chain holding her friend back from telling the rest of his story. She knows it would be best to stop the conversation here but she can't stop herself. "Did you like…get asked to throw a duel and you refused?"

Kai begins to laugh out loud. "You're funny, that only happens in movies. No, no, no, you see, if I started losing, then there's no use for me. That's what gets bullet in your head, these days."

"Then what did you do?"

"The member of the 12 Diamonds who calls New York home is a man named Jose Vergara. He's crafty, intelligent and always has a plan. He's the one who built my fire deck."

"He was a duelist like you?"

"You bet, he took me under his wing and showed me techniques I could never have learned just from watching TV."

"He was like a father to you?"

Kai looks at Vanessa with a confused look.

"Sorry, sorry, I know that sounds wrong."

"Actually that sounds about right. He did stuff my Dad never did, took me to ball games, showed me how to talk to girls, gave me my first sip of beer. He really did treat me like a son and I betrayed him."

"What," Vanessa pauses as she tries to analyze the heavy look on her friends face as he intensely stares into the mirror, "what happened?"

"One night, after a big tournament…we went to a hotel. There were 8 of us, I think, I was too hammered to care, it was great. That was until someone brought over some girls. This was pretty common and the night should have ended well but drunk I decided that Vergara needed some ass. I'd never seen him with women before. Honestly I just assumed it was because he was always working. Rather it was running his empire or babysitting me- I never imagined he was- he was-"

"You found him with a child didn't you?"

"How'd you-"

"Whenever you look at Maggie or Toni brings up her little brother, or even when you see a kid on the street, you always give this look, like they remind you of something."

"Am I really that easy to read?"

"No, but after a while, I just sort of noticed. You always act so calm and mature, or at least more than Chase and Toni, I guess it makes it more obvious when something's bothering you."

"Didn't even notice that happens, I never really let anything get to me. Even with my Dad, I always had a feeling he'd get in too much trouble one day but when I found Vergara in a store room of all places, I just lost it. I never really deal with children and to be honest you're the youngest friend I've ever had but that night, seeing him with a little girl, she couldn't have been older than eight and…look I was never ignorant. I've seen guys with hookers, I've heard guys outside my window get shot in the back of the head and I know how sick these bastards can get, but that night, I still don't understand what got into me. I just ran up to him and put my hands around his neck. I watched him turn blue. If a couple of guys didn't find us and pull me off him, he'd be dead…because of- Instead, they beat the crap out of me for a few days, framed me for a crime didn't commit, I don't remember what, and put me in the facility. They said I was too good to kill so; they stuck me behind bars to be an enforcer. My job was to keep the pecking order in place and find duelists who could be useful for us. Like I said if you're still useful to them, you stay alive."

"How long we're you in there?"

"A good…6 months I want to say. Honestly after a while I stopped counting the days. I didn't care about anything anymore, I betrayed the closet thing I had to a father and it got me stuck in a pit. The only reason I was staying alive was because some bull shit sense of loyalty wouldn't let me hang myself. I faded away; I just lived every day so I could beat opponents. I pretended to be happy with it, mostly so no one ever think of me as a friend and ask me what was wrong. Dueling had nothing for me anymore, just a job.

Then Chase showed up, I could tell there was something about him, something different. There was something less than human about him."

"Wait, what!?"

"…I don't mean literally. What I mean is, when you look at him, you can tell he doesn't fit in with the rest of the world. You can tell something happened to him, something beyond right, if that makes any sense.

"Actually it kind of…well, does."

"It shouldn't, we all want to believe that no one can be like Chase. To be that dark and negative, yet still have some weird desire, even if he doesn't realize it to do good in the world. I don't know if it's because of his family or just because of what he's been through but if there's one thing I know for certain, his life is balanced by dueling. When I faced him that day, even though he didn't have his real deck, I could feel all his emotion and passion being shot at me like a lightning volt. At that moment I wanted to be like him, someone who clearly has a problem, but has put himself to something and uses it for his goals. I know it sounds pathetic right? A 19 year old man saying he looks up to a 16 year old kid, it's really stupid, I mean I'm nothing but a traitor."

With that Vanessa puts her arms around Kai and begins to hold on to him tightly. "You're not a traitor, you're not a prisoner, you're Kai Rodriguez. A powerful duelist who once upon a time was involved with some bad people until one day, you chose to follow your conscience and because of it, even though some things happened in between, you're now a good guy who has friends who care about you, even if they don't always show it."

With that Kai adjusts himself so he can now hug Vanessa. "Thanks, I needed to hear that."

"You feel any better?"

"I don't know, but there's something comforting about knowing that at least you feel confident in me."

"That's good, that being said, there is one thing that's starting to get me nervous."

"That we're hugging in an empty men's room?"

"No…actually kind of, but what's happened to Chase and Damon?"

…

"Let us out, let us out! I will not be silenced and I refuse to give up!"

"Damon, no one said…you know what never mind." To all of you who are wondering, no, just because you beat someone in a duel doesn't mean you scare them away. If anything it means when they haul you off, they're less gentle.

"Well I got to do something, what happens if they think we're planning something?"

"Then wouldn't they assume your yelling is a distraction so I can execute the plan?" We've been here for 4 hours; they drugged us when they threw us in the back of their van and when we came to, we were here.

"Well…maybe…then what should we do?"

"Since they didn't take our wallets, decks, your cell phone or clothes, then that means they need us unharmed…outside what's already happened. That means they need us intact or at least someone they answer to does."

"Well then what are they waiting for?"

"To hear back from their boss," Arrow has just flown in through the wall and is now hovering above us.

"What do they need to know?" Asks Damon, took him long enough to say something useful.

"Beat's me, there's only one guy speaking English in there and all he asked was when will the boss call back."

"Were they all speaking Spanish?" I think this all starting to come together.

"I think so, granted I'm not as good with languages as you 2."

"Then that's one question, we're dealing with Mexicans."

"That's kind of racist," says Damon.

"Not like that, I mean the Mexican drug cartel. They've been a big player in this city's crime world for almost a century. Now that I think about it that makes a lot of sense. It also explains what Kai's been hiding."

"What do you mean?" Damon said it but Arrow looks just as puzzled.

"Kai was one of them before he got sent to the facility."

"What, How on earth do you know that!?"

"Damon it's obvious, I've suspected for a while that he was ex-something and like I said this morning, I have complete faith that if this thing gets bad he'll tell us the truth which I assume, seeing as we've been kidnapped, has now happened. That's why I'm saying it now, so you don't go bugging him about it later. The last thing I need right now is you causing him to go either guilty or angry on us."

"Excellent call, a wise leader always knows how to use his available tools," That voice came from a loud speaker that's…somewhere in this room.

"I assume, you talking to us mean you know what you're going to do with us?"

The Manhattan sounding voice responds with, "actually no, but I'm kind of curious about your blond friend."

"Me, bring it on!"

I have a bad feeling about this. "What do you want him for?"

"We've been looking into you to. You Mr. Chase Rhodes, your records are sealed so apparently you've got something to hide."

Oh shit, "and you guys don't have people who can find me out anyways?"

"Of course we do, but from what we could find, it doesn't seem that anyone would be interested in paying a ransom for you."

"Fair enough," man's got a point.

"But this kid doesn't have a seal on his records, seeing as you can't seal what doesn't exist."

"So," oh shit Damon's talking again,
"I'm the one you want to know about, right?"

"We've got to find some use for you to. Mr. Rhodes over has pissed quite a few people off so will figure something out for him. As for you, well you seem too stupid to be servant and to annoying to be someone's bitch."

God Damn it, I can't argue with that logic and I still feel too weak to put any energy into a witty come back.

"You want to know what I'm about; then you've got to beat me!"

He did not just say that, "Damon that is a terrible idea."

"Why not," he says, "we know that these guys duel so why not put their boss in his place now."

"I'm with Damon on this one."

"Listen you two, we can't risk that this is part of their plan."

"I don't what you mean by two but I like blonde boy's idea. I haven't had a good duel in a while."

"Then open the door and let's get started!"

With that, the door swings open and the three of us exit.

"Nice to meet you both," the man who says this is wearing a grey suit with a blue tie. He's clearly Hispanic and he's giving off that suave business intelligence look A.K.A the most dangerous kind of man we could be dealing with right now.

"So this is a duel arena, I couldn't tell seeing as your Gorilla's had us blind folded." Essentially the room we've walked into appears to be a small 100 person duel arena. It's clean and well-kept minus the giant sign in front of our faces that reads it's a Trap!

"What can I say, rules are rules. Now than Mr. Damon will you please place your deck over on the D-Pad." What I'm assuming this guy is talking about is a silver Podium a few feet from where we're standing.

"Where's the cord to shock him." I'm done pulling punches.

"No electrocution here, this isn't an interrogation, just a little something to get to know you better."

"Enough for me, let's go!"

I have a feeling nothing I say will make a difference at this point.

Damon

"All right kid, the first move is yours."

"Don't need to tell me twice. I draw, and next I play flight plan! Now I can special summon 1 Winged-beast Tuner Monster from my hand! Now allow me to introduce you to Pidgey" (Level: 2/ATK: 400/DEF: 500) A little brown Sparrow, that'll help. "Next I normal summon Pidgeotto (Level 4/ATK: 1400/DEF: 1500) and when he's normal summoned Pidgey's effect let's me increase its level by 1! (4-5) Now since that's done, I tune my level 2 Pidgey and my level 5 Pidgeotto!" Pidgey began wiping up a huge gust of wind. The streaks of wind are now turning into 3 green wings and are placing themselves around Pidgeotto who is turning into 4 shining stars and with a loud bang in the air. "I synchro summon Pidgeot!" (ATK: 2400/DEF: 2500) Great, now there's an even bigger bird, this one with a gold crest on its head.

"All right Damon, that'll show him!"

I look at Arrow and say, "how's that?"

"While Pidgeot is on the field, all damage Damon takes is reduced to 0."

"Now I activate the effect of the Pidgeotto in my graveyard, I can banish it so, that way up to once per turn, Pidgeot can't be destroyed by battle or by card effect!"

"Not bad, now that's how you start a duel."

To be fair, he does have a point.

"After seeing the way your lackeys duel, I figured you to also use a burn deck. Once I realized that, I knew what my best move was. Now let's see what you can do.

Leader

"I guess you're not as dumb as you seem. That being said, a man doesn't get to where I am in life without knowing an extra trick or to."

He's now smiling; you all know what that means.

"Now I play, Synchro, Ejection! Now I get to banish your synchro monster, than you take damage equal to that monster's ATK!" Pidgeot is now being sucked down into a large black hole in the center of the field. Once it's gone, the hole fires a blast of black energy at Damon. (4000-1600) "Next I play 2 copies of the card Ookazi! Now you take a total of 1600 points of damage!" Damon is going down in flames…literally. (1600-0)

Winner: Leader Loser: Damon

"Man, I thought that strategy was going to work."

"Well kid, I won't lie, you we're on the right track, but if I were you I'd run some better traps. Now then, I need to put your blindfolds back on so we can escort you to a car outside. It will take you to anywhere you want to go in the city."

Something's up, "Just like that?"

With that, he smiles and me and says, "Just like that."

Next Time: A better place

I took one luck at her and found myself speechless.