Chapter 1- The Way it Begins…

The sun was shining bright on that warm spring day when a happy couple decided to go on a relaxing stroll through the small neighborhood of Longleaf. It would be a nice change of pace after the prestigious KC Grand Championship. The pair had not made it to the top, but they dueled together with honor and still had a fun, yet tiring time. And now that the tournament was over, they could settle back down again and relax.

“Man, it’s a really nice day today!” The boy noted. He looked to be about fifteen years of age and had medium-length brown hair and deep brown eyes. He wore blue sneakers on his feet and an interesting gray shirt that had angelic wings coming out of a cross. Although the weather was rather warm, he still wore jean pants and his signature grey jacket, unbuttoned of course, that also had angelic wings around a globe with the small words “For Humanity” on it. The jacket itself was not too special, but it meant a lot to the boy due to the memories he attributed to it. That was even amplified because of the duel disk that he wore on his left arm over his jacket.

“It is, but don’t you think it’s a little too warm to wear that jacket?” The girl asked. The girl was only about a year older than her boyfriend; however her beauty far surpassed her years. She had long brown hair and blue-grey eyes. She wore a blue T-shirt and short jeans with a sort of flower print pair of shoes. Around her neck was a ruby heart necklace, a Valentine’s Day gift from her beloved. Like her beloved, she too wore a duel disk over her uncovered left arm.

“Yea, maybe, but you know how much I love my jacket.” The young man replied. “You, James, are ridiculous.” The young lady replied. “Of course I love you even more.” The boy named James replied with one of his famous bad lines. “More than your jacket, oh you’re good.” She said as she stopped walking to embrace James and give him a quick kiss.

Then they continued walking down the street, hand in hand until they reached a rather large grass field that was more or less at the center of the suburban neighborhood. There was a mailbox kiosk on one side and two benches on the edges of the field.

“Hey, Kristiann, would you mind if we sit down for a minute?” James asked his girlfriend. “Yea, of course honey.” The girl named Kristiann replied. So they sat down for a minute on a nearby bench and cuddled right up next to each other. “Thanks. I don’t know, I just felt really weird all of a sudden. Like kind of weak and kind of lightheaded, you know.” James said. “That’s not really good, but I kinda just felt the same way too, so it’s good that we sat down.” Kristiann replied. “Yea.” He wordily replied as he kissed her. “Ok, I think we can move on now.” James said and he started to get up.

But suddenly a strong wind blew across the field and pushed him back down again. “Going somewhere?” A mysterious and angry sounding voice called out. “What, who said that?” James asked no one in particular. As a response, the wind kicked up some more and evil laughter echoed across the field. “Wow this is weird.” Kristiann pointed out in confusion. But then they saw a large human figure heading towards then from the other side of the field.

“Then you haven’t seen anything yet.” The figure said in his deep, evil, and yet somehow familiar voice. He was about the same height as James and Kristiann, but the long black and red cloak that covered his entire body made him look much more intimidating. He wore a wide-brimmed black hat and he had a gray mask for a face. The mask itself was a simple gray color, with red lines around the eyes, but there was something creepy and menacing about it. As he walked closer he lifted his left arm from underneath the cloak to reveal an arm totally covered with a black cloth, but he had a chaos duel disk over that arm.

“James, Kristiann, it’s time for me to take back everything I lost to you two. Right here and right now.” The mysterious villain said evilly. “But just who are you?” Kristiann asked him. But the cloaked man simple chuckled sinisterly to himself. “Your worst nightmare!”