Kat suddenly jolted up from her spot against Kite. He and Hart stared at her as she raced around the corner, then listened as she bolted up the stairs. She soon came bouncing down them like a bunny, wearing the jacket Kite had given to her a month back. Hart raised an eyebrow at her. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Out, looking for someone to duel. I'll be back soon." Kat opened the front door after sliding her boots on, then took off into the sky with her own glider, one she'd fashioned into her Pikachu backpack.
Kite sighed. There was never a good outcome from Kat's Duels, whether it came crashing down on her or someone else. He just hoped nothing too horrible would happen this time. Last time she'd come home with a broken arm! And man had she not been happy, having not been able to duel for about two months.
"I hope she's careful this time." Hart said, getting up and shutting the door. Kite nodded as his little brother jumped on him. Both of them had the same thoughts going through their heads as they stared at where Kat had once been standing.
Hopefully she'd come back in one piece this time.
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The breeze that blew against her face and made her neon-blue bangs and her caped jacket whip around made Kat feel so happy. She enjoyed what she did, especially since the pay was so high. Being a Number Hunter was definitely her benefit.
Kat swooped down, taking a sharp right doing so. The Pikachu backpack that flew her used its ears, which it extended, to do just that. She still couldn't believe she turned that old plush toy of hers into a high-tech Number Hunting masterpiece. Stopping momentarily, Kat tied her hair in a side-ponytail, then continued on her little "fun fly".
Suddenly, the radar began to ping. Kat knew what that meant. Looks like her fun had turned into serious business. She flew off towards the direction the pinging was loudest, and it continued to get louder and faster as she got closer to the Number.
"Now where'd it go...? Aha! Found you, ya little sneaky Number. Can't hide from Kat that easily," Kat mused in a cocky tone as she soared towards it. Landing on the roof of a building, she smiled.
Boy, didn't this bring back memories.
Kat looked around. Well, this is where her Number Sonar was going nuts. But there was nothing up here. So where was it?
"Huh. Wonder if maybe it's on the fritz?" Kat whispered to herself as she walked around the roof. The pinging got a little faster and a little louder as she walked.
Then it straightened to a tone that no matter where she was, it was right next to her. Kat was so confused. There were no duelists up here, nor any dropped cards. So what the heck could be making her radar go off?
The thought then hit her like a brick. Kat gasped. It couldn't be true, right?
Wrong.
Kat whipped around just in time. Black sludge began to form behind her, and then, took the shape of the familiar figure of Astral, Yuma's friend. She'd never forget the look on their faces when that had first occurred. Kat's guess was Black Mist had mastered Astral's appearance, for now it was a common thing to see him in that black Astral form.
"Hello, Kat." Black Mist spat it. Kat growled. She was not in the mood for this, and would have to make a separate sonar just for this goopy freak. After eight encounters in one week, it was too much for her. Now this was just a petty little, ridiculous game.
"Black Mist. Whad'ya want this time? Better have a good reason for screwing up my sonar for an eighth time this week." Kat got a demanding tone as she said this. It simply made Black Mist cackle in amusement.
"Me? Oh I'm just here for my regular, a duel with a side of me being the winner."
Now Kat was laughing. She straightened up and crossed her arms."I hope you meant my regular when you said that. I am always the one who wins, not you Black Mist."
Another cackle. Kat was furious. She just wanted to get it over with and go back to having some fun in the air like she was. This was getting to be a daily thing, a d today she was gonna put an end to it. Right now.
"Whatever. Let's just get this finished before I die of boredom." Kat smirked. She was going to get this done so fast, it would be like it never even happened. "Go, Photon Transformation!"
Black Mist smirked as he watched Kat's outfit change with a flash of bright light. Her jacket changed to white, skirt to pink, and shirt to black. The yellow Gazer Tattoo slid across her left eye, turning it blue. Kat's sparkly Duel Disk flew onto her arm, her deck loaded into it. Black Mist cackled again as his own Duel Disk landed on his arm.
"You are going down Black Mist!" Kat yelled, stomping her foot down in anger. Black Mist just laughed. Once again, he'd ticked Kat off.
"On the contrary, it is you who is going down, Kat! My victory is guaranteed!"
"What? Bluff! You can't possibly guarantee your own victory, especially since it's me you're dueling! Nothing is ever certain!"
"That's what you think!"
Black Mist and Kat stayed silent for a while. As they stood stone stiff, the wind picked up speed, blowing Kat's now downed hair all around in circles. Both duelists found themselves smirking as they shouted, "LET'S DUEL!"
Little did Kat know Black Mist had a certain little trick up his sleeve. He glanced down at one of the cards in his deck, then smirked again. It was glowing. His victory WAS guaranteed. Kat just simply couldn't see it.
