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Turn 6: Yuki's Turn Yuki 1100, Blizzard 1400

Yuki: Hand 3, Graveyard 9, Field: 1 monsters, 1 Gateway of the Six (2 counters),

Blizzard: Hand 0, Graveyard 15, Field 1 monster, 1 face-up equip card, 1 face-down

I drew my next card, hoping to finish the duel this turn instead of dragging it out, which would give Mermails an even larger advantage.

"I play Six Samurai United, then summon Kizan (lv4, 1800/1000) to the field. Next, I activate Gateway of the Six, and add Mizuho (1600/1200) to my hand." Mizuho has the ability to tribute a monster to destroy one on the field, which I'll hopefully won't need.

"Grandmaster of the Six, attack Abyss-Ocea!"

"I activate my trap card, Scrap-Iron Scarecrow, which negates one attack for me per turn." Blizzard replied confidently.

"In that case, I'll place 1 card face-down and end my turn," I said through gritted teeth.

"Yuki, you may end this challenge if you like," Ara offered after observing my inaction in the last turn.

"Relax," I rolled my eyes, sounding more reassuring than I felt, "he has a single card in his hand and I know every card on his field, what's he gonna do?"

Turn 7: Blizzard's Turn Yuki 1100, Blizzard 1400

Blizzard: Hand 1, Graveyard 15, Field 1 monster, 1 face-up equip card, 1 face-down

"Let me show you what I am going to do," Blizzard answered indignantly, "I'm afraid I do have a few tricks up my sleeves when I have a decent deck. I play Pot of Avarice, by returning 5 monsters in my graveyard, I can draw two cards."

This is a good thing I supposed, for him to have too many cards in his graveyard is dangerous.

"Perfect. I play Instant Fusion, by paying 1000LP, I special summon the fusion monster Elder God Noden (lv4, 2000/2200) from my extra deck. When this monster is summoned, I can special summon another monster from my graveyard, and I choose, Deep Sea Diva I tune my level 2 deep sea diva, with my level 4 Elder God Noden to synchro summon- The essence of life, the root of change, reveal the strength of air, come forth, Orient Dragon (lv6, 2300/1000)! For my normal summon, I'll bring Mermail Abyssnose (lv4, 1500/1500) to the field. That should be enough to wipe you out this turn."

"Let's end this duel now! Abyss-Ocea, destroy Kizan, Mystic Monsoon Splash!"

"I activate my spell card, Asceticism of the Six Samurai, allowing me to special summon Six-Samurai Zanji (1800/1300) from my deck to the field in attack mode.

The 1900 attack monster set a flash of lightning toward my warrior, obliterating him and 100 of my lifepoints.

Blizzard grumbled when he realized he wasn't going to be able to finish the duel this turn.

"Now, Orient Dragon, destroy Zanji, Aero Energy Strike! "

This is just weird, how does he remember all these attack names, doesn't he have something better to do? I couldn't help wondering as the dragon took way 500 of my LP.

Seeing as Abyssnose only has 1500 attack, Blizzard reluctantly ended his turn.

"So you survive another turn, let's see how your single monster stand up to my army from the deep seas," Blizzard smirked, "act fast, or you'll be fish food very soon."

"Ara!" Chaos nudged the blue-haired woman urgently.

"Yuki knows what she's doing," Ara smiled, no 'I-told-you-so' leaking into her voice at all, "I'm sure she'll ask for our help if she wants it."

Blizzard: Hand 0, Graveyard 13, Field 3 monster, 1 face-up equip card, 1 face-down

Turn 8: Yuki's Turn Yuki 500, Blizzard 400

Yuki: Hand 2, Graveyard 12, Field: 1 monsters, 1 Gateway of the Six (3 counters), 1 Six Samurai United (2 counter),

"I activate Gateway of the Six, deducting 1 counter from Six Samurai United and 3 from Gateway of the Six, to bring Kagemusha (lv2, tuner, 400/1800) from the graveyard to my hand." The special summon last turn had added to my counters, "and summon him to tune with Grandmaster of the Six Samurai (lv5) to synchro summon, Driven Daredevil (lv7, 2400/2100)". But I can't attack, or rather there's no point given his Scarecrow trap card.

"I activate Six Samurai United, and draw two cards. I place 3 cards face-down and end my turn," I decided, placing all but the last card in my hand face-down.

"It only fair to let you know," I continued, "Daredevil has a special ability. If he's attacked by monsters with a higher attack, that monster would be destroyed instead."

Blizzard muttered darkly, something about privileged duelists and their unreasonably powerful cards.

Turn 9: Blizzard's Turn Yuki 500, Blizzard 400

Blizzard: Hand 1, Graveyard 13, Field 3 monster, 1 face-up equip card, 1 face-down (scrap-iron scarecrow)

"My turn then!" Blizzard added a card to his hand.

"I summon Deep Sea Diva (lv2, tuner, 200/400)) from my hand, and use her effect to special summon Atlantean Marksman (lv3, 1400/0) onto the field, in attack mode."

A man/fish hybrid appeared on the field, staring down at me threateningly and filling in the last monster slot.

"Individually, none of them can stand up to your warrior, but when their strengths are combined, they are unstoppable."

"Another synchro?" Chaos grumbled, "Are you sure we have to wait until Yuki asked for help? What if she's too proud?"

Felice snorted and didn't dignify that question with a response.

"I tune my level 2 Deep Sea Diva," Blizzard continued, "with my level 3 Atlantean Marksman and my level 4 Abyss-Nose. Unexplored depths of the ocean harbors innumerable terrors that will rise and devour the land. Reveal yourself, Trishula, Dragon of Ice (lv9, 2700/2200)! When he's synchro summoned, he can banish one card each from your hand, deck and field. It doesn't matter what effect your Daredevil has, say goodbye to your synchro monster."

"I activate Breakthrough Skill," Of course I'd have an effect negation card out when I'm fighting a Mermail deck, "by discarding one card from my hand, this trap card negate your monster's effect."

"I knew you'd set up a trap," Blizzard smirked, "I send the equip spell card Abyss-Scale of Cetus to the graveyard, in exchange, it negate the effect of your trap."

"I know," I replied drily, I had used a Mermail deck before, not well, but I was familiar enough with the build, "your equip card isn't exactly hidden, but I had discarded the last card in my hand. Trishula's effect requires that he banishes one card each from the hand, grave and field, and when I have an empty hand, his effects cannot activate."

It's one of those things you only know if you've spent way too much time on a children's card game.

"I change Abyss-Ocea to defense mode and end my turn." Blizzard announced, looking justifiably disappointed but not defeated, "let's see how you can stand up to my two synchro monsters."

Turn 10: Yuki's Turn Yuki 500, Blizzard 400

Yuki: Hand 1 Graveyard 17, Field: 1 monsters, 1 Gateway of the Six (3 counters), 2 cards face down

"You seem to forget the traps I have," I smirked, "I activate, Double-Edged Sword Technique, allowing me to special summon two Samurai monsters from my graveyard in attack mode. Kageki (lv3, wind, 200/2000), Mizuho (lv3, fire, 1600/800) welcome back to the field."

Blizzard looked confused, no doubt wondering why I didn't bring back a tuner and synchro summon. Little did he know that I didn't have a lot of synchro monsters, Daredevil was in fact the most powerful synchro monster I had.

"Now I activate my trap, Fuh-Rin-Ka-Zan!" With knowledge of YGO card zealously guarded and without access to the internet, it's just another trap card Blizzard never would have heard of. So I explained patiently. "When there is wind, water, fire and earth attribute monsters on the field, I can destroy all monsters on my opponent's side of the field."

Both water monsters, however powerful they once were, were swept away in a storm of pure energy.

"I think you know the rest," I tilted my chin up to inspect the completely empty field in front of me, "charge!"

That single Scarecrow wasn't enough to stop my attacks, and Blizzard's life points duly dropped to zero.

"Good duel," I grinned. Blizzard looked horrified. Personally, I thought it was a little exaggerated for losing a children's card game, but it didn't take me long to find out the cause.

"Good duel," A high, mirthless voice, perhaps best described as a shriek echoed from afar, I was certain everybody had heard it as clearly as if it had been whispered in their ears.

Recognizing its owner, Blizzard jumped off the duelist platform finding cover behind its raised stadium. Vincent, Felice and even Ara immediately dropped into a fighting stance. Chaos raced towards me. Vincent grumbled darkly and chased after him.

Me? I was staring blankly, confused why everybody was acting weird all of a sudden.

"Yuki Tono!" The feminine voice shrieked my name, "So you're the one who's been going behind my back!"

"Akiza!" I greeted automatically with a smile at the flying (flying!) psychic duelist, then realizing she probably wasn't a friend right now.

Before I had a chance to justify my actions in hopes of talk Akiza down, giant vines from an even larger and quite man-eating-looking plant sprouted towards me in a way that defied many aspects of molecular biology and gravity. I knew I should duck, or run, or jump or something, but the vines came at me from all directions, I felt any direction I moved in would only speed my doom. So I stood there frozen in the spot instead, as magical plants charged towards me.

Chaos somehow scrambled up on stairs and pulled me down the platform with him just in time to avoid a particularly-densely thorned branch as it crashed into the metal duelist platform, sending it hurling towards the ground while the plant retreated apparently unscathed.

"Keep her alive," Chaos dragged me behind the arena and shoved me in Blizzard's general direction just as the part of the platform collapsed. Vincent lunged towards us, falling on top of Chaos as both landed on the ground, the metal just grazed his face, leaving a two inch gash, blood trickled down his face and disappeared into his ridiculously-red shirt.

"Thanks buddy," Chaos breathed out a sigh of relief as he picked himself up off the ground, "that thing would have sliced my face in half."

"Don't worry about it," Vincent returned a particularly awkward grin as to not pull on the wound on his face, "I look good either way, but your ugly mug can't take any more damage."

Blizzard shrank further back and away from me, shielding his face from the flying debris, "I can't-"

Before Blizzard finished protesting, Chaos grabbed Vincent and was off again, "Keep her alive, and when this is all over, she'll keep you alive."

Blizzard nodded and pushed me behind him.

In the back of my mind, I was vaguely aware that Divine might want to get rid of Blizzard after his failure, when Blizzard would be useless but still know too much, and the Sector would certainly be after him again with a vengeance. The front of my mind was mostly occupied by 'oh my god, oh my god, oh my god I'm going to die!'

I could've told you that I was worse than useless in a situation like this,

"Come out come out wherever you are!" Akiza said in a shrill sing-song voice, "It'll save both of us a lot of time!"

Yeah, her time spent looking for us, and our time spent on this planet. I was thankful that she was at least looking for me and not the others who remained in the open.

"No? Well I did ask nicely. Come on out, Blue Rose Dragon (lv4, 1600/1200)!"

A giant blue bird covered in a combination of scales and feathers appeared out of thin air, scouting the area for any sign of human presence, shooting balls of dark energy at the solid cement duel platform and generating basketball-sized dents in it. Why isn't the global government involved? Why isn't anybody concerned about giant monsters crossing over from another dimension to attack the human race?

Strangely enough, I didn't think about any of that at the time. 'It's not fair,' I remember myself thinking, 'we're all playing Yugioh and she's playing Pokémon.'

"Akiza, no!" Yusei arrived just in time to see Rose Archer (lv3, 1000/100) shoot at and take out a quarter of the duel arena, sending blocks of cement in all directions, barely missing his duel runner.

From my position, I could just see Felice grabbing a grenade from her backpack and hurling it towards Akiza and her monsters.

"You think you can defeat me again?" Akiza flicked her fingers and a giant wall of plants rose up in front of her, deflecting the grenade harmlessly away, "Wall of Thorns, come to my aid!"

"Akiza, don't do it!" Yusei was still trying in vain to get through to the redhead, who, to her credit, ignored him when she could have just as easily commanded any of her monsters to attack him.

"Keep going," Vincent advised as he dug out a small canister from a padded compartment in his backpack, "it'll give me cover." He quickly assembled a cannon-like device, really just a barrel with a small amount of explosives inside, and fire the shot.

Like all projectiles shot her way, it was deflected by Akiza's "Wall of Thorns", but unlike the grenades, this canister exploded to release a bout of invisible gas that reached Akiza before she knew to get away. The psychic duelist promptly lost consciousness and dropped towards the ground, Yusei raced up in his motorcycle and caught her unconscious form in midair.

Then there're the people who're playing Call of Duty,.

I emerged shakily from my hiding place. Okay, I was dragged out shakily from my hiding place by Blizzard.

"Tono," Yusei acknowledged me with a nod, with Akiza carefully cradled between the handles of his duel runner.

"You're not taking her," Vincent blocked his way, "she's too dangerous to all of us." That's quite something coming from the guy who carries poisonous gases in his backpack.

Akiza moaned softly in Yusei's arms, a quiet sound that put everybody on red alert. Felice picked up a grenade from her bag and handed another one to Chaos. Blizzard raced towards our previous shelter before coming back hesitantly and dragging me with him.

"Leave the girl Fudo," Chaos warned.

"She's just confused, she's hurting inside and so she lashes out at what's around her." Yusei defended, "I won't abandon her and leave her fate to you!" He reared the wheels of his duel runner dangerously. Vincent turned towards me to confirm before action.

"Let them go," I said, proud that my voice wasn't trembling if a little hoarse, "but if you take her Yusei, she's your responsibility. Anything else she does, it's on you."

Yusei nodded solemnly before racing off, leaving the rest of us in the dust.

"Wait! Greiger!" I shouted after him as the realization came to me, "where's Greiger?"

"Nervin's old place," Yusei replied before disappearing completely from view.

"He'll be fine," Blizzard fretted, "Let's go already, before Arcadia or Domino catches up with us."

"Catches up with you, you mean," Vincent corrected, casually darting out a tongue to lick the blood off his own face, "We need to secure control of the area first, before Arcadia sends anybody else."

I looked at Chaos and Felice respectively, I needed somebody I trusted to secure the pier, and Vincent needs stitches.

"I'll stay," Felice offered, "Chaos can go back with you." It's much riskier to stay, but she's probably better at handling anything that comes up than Chaos.

In that case, "Chaos, could you find Greiger and bring him back?" I wasn't overly concerned about Greiger, but in the Satellite, it's never good when you lose contact with people.

"If you need a hand, I could stay at the pier for now," Ara said understandingly, "until there's too much pressure from Arcadia."

"That would be perfect," Felice smiled back.

It would be perfect indeed, Ara made it clear that she wouldn't stay at the pier to influence our control and was even considerate enough to provide the excuse. I have no doubt Arcadia's 'pressure' would prompt her to leave when Felice had attained sufficient control over the area.

...

It was probably lucky that Chaos found Greiger when he did and haul him back from the debris next to Nervin's old place of residence, which had apparently just toppled over for some reason. Greiger's duel runner can now safely be presumed as stolen.

"He'll be okay," Chaos insisted as he lowered Greiger onto the table, "just give him a couple of days." The attempt to move Greiger upstairs had caused the man too much pain. These injuries were apparently so common in the Satellite it didn't even raise a stir, leaving me the only one to fuss over his injuries.

Even Greiger himself, barely conscious, nodded an agreement to that statement, to my exasperation and horror. I put my hand on his wrist and felt his pulse raced weakly against my finger.

"Leave me be," Greiger rasped out while coughing up bloody foam, the whites of his eyes looked particularly pale against the brown iris. He'd be great in a horror movie right now if he could still move.

"I don't see any bleeding," I noted. Greiger's clothing were ruined but mostly blood-free, certainly much less than the amount expected given his situation.

"So the bleeding's internal," Vincent shrugged, he grimaced when talking pulled on his wound, and barely stopped himself from grimacing again from the pain, "saves us the cleanup." He said through clenched teeth to minimize facial movement.

I examined his wound a little guiltily. The wound ran from just above the corner of his left eye to the middle of his cheek, its edges dehisced to reveal muscle underneath. Vincent was still debating whether to sew it up given the lack of anesthetics, so the wound remains as yet untouched. A centimeter more to the middle, and I'll need to find him the Millennium Eye.

"He needs blood," I said firmly, it really doesn't take a genius to figure it out, "and something to stop the bleeding."

"I can't get my hands on any morphine and you think you can get him the right type of blood?" Vincent scoffed,

I don't think that comparison worked, not in the world I was used to anyways, but I do see his point.

"Can we find a surgeon?" I asked tentatively. Greiger's most likely bleeding internally, and we'd have stop the bleeding somehow. Laparoscopic procedures is presumably too much to ask for, but I would really feel more comfortable if somebody double-checked whether that broken rib is poking a hole in his kidney.

"Open him up?" Vincent asked callously, "he wouldn't survive it, he'd lose too much blood."

I almost laughed at the irony.

"Leave me," Greiger repeated irritably, "I will recover." Was it just me or did his pulse get a little weaker?

"You get used to these things in the Satellite," Vincent tried to console me, looking at Greiger like a lost cause, "and who knows, he still has a fighting chance."

"Where's your contact with Goodwin?" I finally asked, I didn't like to reveal my knowledge of his real identity, but the alternative was his almost-certain death. Though Satellite might be helpless to treat his injuries, it would hardly be problem in any modernized city.

Greiger's pupils dilated a little further, "how did you know about Goodwin?" The question elicited another bout of hacking coughs.

"I know things," I replied drily.

Greiger closed his eyes, my breath hitched for a second before I realized he was just signaling the conversation was over.

"Look," My patience waned, "I doubt the good Director would hold up his end of the bargain if you didn't go back, dead or not, then your entire village can wait for their hope to never return."

"There's nobody," Greiger looked at me again, panting a little at the prospects I described, "He would send for me in two weeks."

I clicked my teeth together in frustration, "Chaos, find Akiza, will you?" I decided. "Or find Yusei and get him to find Akiza."

Chaos nodded, "what for?"

"If I'm going to send somebody back, might as well get three for the price of one."

"Three?" Vincent asked disbelievingly, already knowing the answers "Greiger, Akiza. And?"

"You need that thing sewn up, and probably tetanus shot," Just to be on the safe side.

"You think I'm going to come back?" Vincent gnawed on the end of his still blood-stained ponytail.

"If you don't want to come back, then I don't want you here," I smirked, as long as any member of the Magicians is still stuck in the Satellite, he's not going anywhere.

"I'll let you know," the red-head sent me a half-hearted glare.

Though a more serious problem does present itself. Now that sneaking to Domino is no longer a problem, it'll be a challenge to keep people in the Satellite. I had been hoping my crew won't realize it until at least a couple days later, so I'd have some time to think of… something.

"Kalin," Roman Goodwin looked down at his protégé, "You sent the Satellite girl to Domino." It wasn't a question and Roman didn't disguise it as such.

"I," Kalin paused, uncertain how much Roman knew or suspected, "Yeah, I sent her to see how Jack is doing." He didn't need to fake the disdain in his voice. While he directed most of his anger towards Yusei, the resentment he held towards the other members of the Enforcers were entirely genuine.

"We have more important things to do, the Final Battle fast approaches," Roman's eyes flickered. When Dark Signers are turned, Roman instills into them their primary target for revenge, but that's not to say they can't be swayed by further rhetorics, as he feared Kalin had been.

Kalin shrugged, leaning back relaxed as he regained his bearings, "I wanted to check up on the man who defeated Yusei and kept him on the ropes for the last two years. If it weren't Jack, I'd thank him."

"Restrain your curiosities," Roman stared into the burning candle, "You'll meet him in battle soon enough."

"Something to look forward to," Kalin bared his teeth as he envisioned eviscerating Jack and Yusei in a duel, the influence of the Ruler of the Underworld is strongest beneath the abandoned Momentum Reactor.

Roman looked at the younger Dark Signer and the shadows that occupied his eyes. Perhaps he was being paranoid, nothing had changed in the Satellite for over a decade, surely

"Good, I've been looking for you everywhere," Nervin found me when I wandered through the factories (now pleural), thinking of something seemingly important to occupy my crew until I can find a reason to keep them in the Satellite.

"For me?" I looked at him curiously. Nervin had largely dealt with the technical side of things, where I certainly wouldn't know anything he didn't.

"It's Zigzix," Nervin sounded annoyed, rubbing his bloodshot eyes, "I can't deal with him anymore, you talk some reason into him or get somebody else to babysit the Domino City expert."

"I thought he'd be helpful?" I asked as he pushed me into Zigzix's office. Yes, Zigzix has an office, as does Nervin. I don't even have an office.

"Yuki-sama!" Zigzix's eyes lit up as he saw me, "I need to go back!" Nervin sighed in an 'I-told-you-so', kind of way.

"I'm sorry about getting you here," I began, and was cut off immediately.

"I thought I could survive without Momentum, without its perfect circuits and rotations and turns, but I can't! I need see its impeccable gyrations again, I could stare at it turning all day! But I can't work with all this, this linear machinery," Zigzix gestured disdainfully towards the machine designs, jumping off the giant hamster wheel he had been quietly running in.

It was Galen's idea, and Zigzix loved being able to physically cause things to spin. It's kept him busy and active, so I approved it. Secretly, I thought it was brilliant.

"I can never understand his fascination," Nervin grumbled into my ear, "What can the Momentum possibly do that's worth being so obsessed with?"

"The great Momentum goes round and round, it can do all!" Zigzix protested, obviously having heard Nervin's comment, "It supplies Domino City and beyond! It is the life of industry, the blood of the economy! It fuels production, it powers growth, it cleans the land and supplies the population!"

"He should've been a poet," Nervin commented with a sarcasm rarely seen in him, Zigzix must have really gotten on his nerves these past couple of days, and I can see why.

Zigzix immediately looked downtrodden, "I might as well be, now that you took me away from its power and its amazing spin!"

"Are you saying," I asked, ignoring all the superfluous information, "the Momentum can clear pollution from the land?" Considering that vast, vast majority of global arable land has been polluted, this is critical information.

Zigzix nodded.

"Can it clean all of Satellite?"

And the rest of the world?

Nervin's eyes shot towards Zigzix faster than you can say pollution, if gazes had an intensity, Zigzix would have been sublimed from where he stood.

"That's crazy," Zigzix, yes the spin-spin-spin Dr. Zigzix said that. "We still need to power the City, or even the duel disks won't work, then Momentum can't spin fast enough! Unless you have another source of enerD that helps Momentum spin faster!"

Zigzix twirled around compulsively as he spoke.

"How much energy are we talking?" I asked hopefully.

The human race had destroyed most of the cultivatable land in the world, to the point that almost all of its (now-limited) population are eating the cubes I deemed battery acid, so every little bit of improvement would help.

"Director Goodwin took office ten years ago," Zigzix stopped spinning, but his eyes kept darting back to his wheel, "Since then, we've used all the extra energy from the Momentum to clean up his garden."

A collective sigh fell through the room.

"About 20%. And he's garden's about 10 acres? May I Yuki-sama?" Zigzix looked at the hamster wheel (exercise wheel, yes, exercise wheel) longingly.

"Yeah, of course," I waved him off and he hopped into the hamster, I mean exercise wheel again.

So the amount of energy needed to power a metropolis like Domino for a year will only remove pollution from about 8 acres of land.

That's not even enough to feed me. Probably.

I'm actually not sure because I have no idea how large an acre is.

The point is, it's not enough for anything practical. Oh well, back to the drawing board.

"Then, how about you work on something that spins?" I suggested instead, realizing it was the right thing to say by the look on his face. "Maybe some sort of construction vehicle? We need to fix the roads in the Satellite."

"Yes!" Zigzix jumped into his seat, taking a piece of paper and began drawing, "yes! Right away, the wheels shall spin again!"

But he looked so sane the first time I met him.

"He's been getting worse since he got here," Nervin explained quietly, lowering his voice so he didn't disturb Zigzix, "The hamster wheel helps for a while, but it didn't last long. Oh, and he's in your hands now, you babysit him."

I looked at Zigzix and sighed, if only it were this easy to occupy all members of my crew. I need to think up something fast, or I'll have nobody left by the end of the week, my 'somehow-defeat-the-Dark-Signers-with-Exodia-decks' plan really wouldn't work without help. Heavy machinery, select weapons and help.

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A/N: I've been wondering if I have too many things happen per chapter…

I've also been re-watching Sherlock, which, of course, makes me despair over my own writing, but as the duel was half-finished, I was obligated to upload this chapter (relatively) quickly.