Deep In The Abandoned Dorm a Roar Was Heard…A Roar Filled With Frustration, And It Came From The Recently Arrived Number 96, Who Was Engaging In The Fun Activity Of Staving Off a Mental Breakdown ( And Failing Miserably At It ).

"That Bitch! I Do Everything Like She Says" His Knuckles Tightened "But I Fail One Fucking Time!" He Grabbed His Head Before Screaming Again And Falling To His Knees, Before Roaring Again, Making The Very Foundation Of The Dorm Shake.

"I Will Kill Savan" A Wicked And Maniacal Grin Now Plastered Across His Face "And Then I Will Use His Body To Place E'Rah Where She Belongs!" He Then Started To Laugh Like a Maniac

"And How Do You Plan On Achieving That?" A Robotic Voice Came From Behind Him "For As Far As I Am Aware, Savan Was Able To Put You On The Edge Of Death"

Quickly Turning Around, He Saw Who Was Talking To Him, a Man In a Tube Mounted On Giant Spider-Like Machine Emerged From The Shadows

"How Did You Get Here?!" He Recoiled Back, a Duel Disk Materializing On His Left Arm "And How Are You Able To See Me?!"

The Old Man Simply Chuckled

"Don't Fuck With Me! I Am Number 96! The Most Powerful Sargasso Number Of Them All!" He Snarled, Trying ( And Failing ) To Get a Rise Of The Old Man

"Be Calm, My Name Is Superintendent Kagemaru" The Old Man Bowed His Head "And I Am Gathering a Group Of Individuals To Aid Me In a Conquest, And You My Friend Fits The Bill"

"Well, Take Your Offer And Cram It Up Your Ass! I Am Not Inte-" His Words Were Cut Short When Kagemaru Revealed a Card, His Eyes Widening "H-How Did You…"

"Surprised? I Lived Long Enough To Build a Considerable Network, Finding This Card Was Child's Play" He Laughed As He Waved The Card "If You Accept My Offer, I Will Offer You This One Of a Kind Monster"

"That 's It? You Expect Me To Believe In That?" He Recovered Some Of His Confidence

"Not Like You Have Much Of a Choice" Kagemaru's Eyes Had a Dangerous Glint To Them "You Are Between The Rock And The Hard Place, And I Am Offering You a Olive Branch"

96's Eyes Softened And His Stance Visibly Deflated, His Duel Disk Disappearing In a Flash Of Purple Light, And He Nodded, His Eyes Fixed On The Ground

"Good, Now Come, You Must Meet Your…Colleagues" A Dark Mist Enveloped Both Of Them, And They Disappeared.

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Michael Was Changing To His Usual Blue Uniform After Finally Being Released From His Stay In The Hospital ( And AIS Endless Questions ), After Stretching a Bit, He Walked Out, With a Slight Swagger To His Walk, Until He Found Himself Face-To-Face With Bastion…And Yuma.

"Greetings Michael" Bastion Bowed "It Fills Me With Joy To See You In Better Health" He Crossed His Arms And Smiled

"Uh…Hey There" Yuma Averted Her Gaze, Her Face Already Becoming Red "How Are You Feeling?"

"...A Lot Better" He Muttered Under His Breath "Uh…Thanks For Asking" He Ran His Hand Through His Hair, Which Was Not Tied In Its Usual Ponytail Due To That His Grey Locks Ran All The Way Down To The Base Of His Neck

"By The Way, You Look a Lot Better With Your Hair Down" She Managed To Muster a Small But Nervous Smile
"Yuma, What's Wrong?" Bastion Placed The Back Of His Hand On Her Forehead "You Are Burning, Do You Require Assistance To Reach The Infirmary?"

"No!" She Desperately Waved Her Hands "I Am Fine! I-It's J-Just" She Trailed Off After Seeing Michael Walking Away "Hey! Where Are You Going?!"

"I Need Some Time Alone, I Will Catch You Two In The Café" He Waved At Them, Earning a Pout And a Thoughtful Look From His Friends Respectively.

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As Soon As Michael Arrived In His Room…He Launched Himself In His Bed, He Let Out a Aliviated Sigh As He Began Sinking In The Soft Mattress….God He Missed That Bed

"My, Someone Sure Is Happy To Be Back Into a Bed" A Disembodied Voice Commented, Wich Quickly Prompted Michael To Jump From His Bed

"Who Said That?!" He Activated His Duel Disk "Who The Fuck Said That?!" He Started To Frantically Look Left And Right

"Calm Down Savan, It's Me, Nasch" The Now Named Voice Commented, With a Tinge Of Annoyance Of Frustration

"Wait, I Tough You Had Fused With Number 101" Michael Disengaged His Duel Disk "How Are We Talking?"

"Back In The Barian World, I Took Refuge In Your Soul, And Thanks To That I Was Able To Recover Enough Energy To Speak" Nash's Ethereal Form Appeared In Front Of Michael

"Wait…Did You Saw Me And…" Michael's Eyes Went Wide With Embarrassment

"Yes" Nash Crossed His Arms, Even Though He Had No Mouth, It Was Not Hard To See His Deadpan Expression

"So, Any Reason In Particular You Decided To Appear? Or You Just Came To Let Me Know We Will Be Stuck Together?" Micheael Raised His Eyebrow And Tilted His Head

"Yes And No" He Floated To The Couch And "Sat" On It "Yes, I Am Letting You Know That We Are Stuck, And No, That's Not The Only Reason…But That's a Working In Progress

Michael Sat Back Down On His Bed, Running His Hand Through His Hair Once More He Was Taking Deep Breaths

"What's Wrong?" Nasch Floated Over Michael's Head

"It's Just This Whole Barian Business Has Finally Started To Sink In" He Rolled To His Side "And Mixed With The Fact That I Am The Last Barian Really Does Not Help At All"
"I Know How You Fell" His Eyes Closed "Having Your Entire People…Decimated And Being Powerless To Stop It" Nash's Eyes Opened Themselves Once More "But This Time, We Have a Fighting Chance Savan" His Knuckles Tigheted

"I Guess You Are Right" He Sat On His Bed Once More "So, What's The Other Motive You Wanted To Talk With Me?"

"It's a Theory, But If My Soul Inhabited The Number 101 Card….Then Maybe The Same Happened To The Other Emperors" The Purple Colored Barian Cupped His Chin "It's a Shot In The Dark, But What Else Do We Have?" He Tilted His Head

"You Are Right" Michael Rubbed His Eyes "So, Anything Else? I Really Want To Take a Bath And Change Into Some Actually Clean Clothes" He Ran His Hand Through His Uniform, Earning a Nod From Nasch, Who Promptly Disappeared.

As Michael Was Going Through Some Of His Clothes He Heard His PDA Notification Sound, Someone Had Sent Him a Message, Walking Over To His Device And Picking It Up He Was…a Bit Surprised Who Had Sent Him The Message.

ZANE TRUESDALE

Zane: Hello Michael, I Heard You Made A Full Recovery, If It Is Alright With You I Would Like To Arrange a Meeting.
Michael: Fine, But You Better Not Waste My Time OR Insult My Dad's Cards Again, Because If You Do I Will Make Sure You Can't Walk For The Rest Of Your Miserable Life, Are We Clear?
Zane: Then Rest Easy, I Will Not Antagonize You, I Simply Want To Talk With You
Michael: So, Where Do You Want To Meet?
Zane: At The Docks, If That's Okay With You.
Michael: Hour?
Zane: How About At The End Of The Afternoon?
Michael: Fine. And Like I Said Don't Waste My Time.

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Zane Turned Off His PDA And Looked Out The Window, The Wind Was Blowing a Gentle Breeze, Making The Leaves Shake Slightly, He Took a Deep Breath And Closed His Eyes It Was a Desperate Attempt, But If He Wanted Syrus To Grow As Both a Man And a Duelist He Had To Be Pinned Against Someone Like Michael, Who Would Not Hold Back, And It Would Also Be The Perfect Time To…Apologize, While He Did Not Expected To Be Forgiven It Was At The Very Least Worth The Try.

Getting Up From His Bed He Walked To The Bathroom….a Long And Hot Bath Would Help With His Nerves….