Happy New Year. And welcome to "Shadowchasers: Torment".

Only a few things to say before we start. This fic takes place shortly after the beginning of Season 2 of the anime, in a modernized city. Thus, for Turbo Duels, "Speed World 2" is the medium used. I will try hard not to break my own rule and use its burn effect to decide any outcomes.

This fic has nothing to do with the Shadowchasers in Neo Domino. This is still the same continuity, and they might be referenced, but they are a world away. This is a whole new ball game.

Finally, I ask you to look at the rating I gave this fic before you start to read. Also note the genre I marked it as. As you can see, this is completely new territory for me. This fic will be a much darker tone than anything I have ever done. The lines between Good and Evil will be quite clear at times, but not nearly as clear at other times. And in order for there to truly be a happy ending, more must be done than for Good to defeat Evil.

For all Shadowchasers authors, my Shadowchasers Guidelines have been updated since "Power Primordial" ended. If you haven't already, e-mail me to give them a looksee.

On that note... Enjoy.

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As leader of Shadowchasers, many people, humans and Shadows alike, have often asked me why we are needed. Well, let me put it simple.

One way to describe the Shadowkind community on Earth is to compare it to the Old West. A Shadowkind's loyalties rarely extend outside his species, or even outside his clan. Shadows are not humans, and their relations between each other aren't as stable. This is even true for Shadows who have, in the past, allied with humans, like elves and dwarves. Like in the Old West, structure is needed to prevent it from becoming a lawless anarchy. Without the structure, it would be just like the West at its wildest, with the dark elves robbing the bank, the ophidia rustling cattle, and lunatics like the Sons of Tyranny shooting at anything that moved.

In this Old West mentality, there have to be some folks who wear white hats. That's where the Shadowchasers come in. We negotiated the drafting of the Great Treaty that established order in this hidden world, and we were put in charge of enforcing it.

But it's still an Old West mentality for the most part. And in such places, there exist lone wolves… Some have hidden agendas, while others are obsessed by simple goals.

I once knew one Shadowkind whose goal couldn't be simpler…

He wanted to know who he was...

He wanted to know his past...

And above all, he wanted to know the truth...

And sure as Heaven, no-one was going to keep him from getting what he wanted!

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SHADOWCHASERS

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Torment

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A Fanfic by Cyber Commander

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DUEL ONE

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Dark Beginnings

The Mysterious Duelist

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Our story begins in the south side of Chicago. As the song by Jim Croce went, it was the baddest part of town...

The Dr. Kevin Smalls Memorial Hospital was relatively new, as far as hospitals went. Dr. Smalls had been Shadow-Touched – a half-elf to be precise – but whether or not that had anything to do with what was about to happen here, it was impossible to tell.

Most of a hospital is devoted to healing the sick and injured. But a small building separated from the main complex contained subjects who could not be healed. This building was the hospital's morgue. This was where the dead were stored, and where the doctors studied the remains via autopsy... It was a quiet, cold place, and the staff was a morose lot.

An orderly walked through one of the rooms and saw a new arrival lying on a gurney. She sighed, and shook her head. It was always a shame when someone so young was brought in here...

But while she saw a young, Caucasian man, muscular with brunette hair, neatly cut, the eyes of an Aware would have seen differently...

They would have seen that his skin was olive-green, his hair raven-black, and his ears pointed and long, even more so than the typical elf.

If she had stayed in that room a half-minute longer, she would have gotten quite a shock. As soon as she left, his hand moved. Then his eyes opened.

He was alive. He slowly sat up, holding his head as if it was pounding from some splitting headache.

Where am I? he thought. How did I get here?

He slowly pulled himself off the gurney. His clothes consisted of an old sweatshirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of battered and worn sneakers. There was no sign of any wound or injury on his body... No clue as to how he had ended up in a morgue.

Who am I? he thought.

The realization had hit him hard. He had no idea who he was.

He looked at his arm. Then at his chest. He checked his pockets, but found no wallet, nothing with any sort of ID.

He had to get out of here...

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Ten minutes later, the stranger was wandering down the streets of the South Side. The morgue had been easy to sneak out of. No-one ever expects anyone inside a morgue to sneak out, so not much effort is put into preventing it.

He had almost considered going into the hospital proper to get help, but then he wondered if he was a criminal. If so, would they turn him in to whatever constabulary was in charge of this city? He didn't know where he was... Could he even trust the police here?

Listening to the conversations from some passers-by, he seemed to recognize the language. But he still needed to find help. He had no money, and no-one to turn to.

He couldn't remember much, but he seemed to remember a few things about being lost. He remembered something he had once heard... About when you're lost, the best thing to do is to stay in one place, and let the people looking for you find you. But he really didn't know if anyone was looking for him.

Another thing he seemed to remember was, if you search long enough for a solution, one will present itself. Maybe one would.

At that moment, he noticed his left arm. Something was on it.

A Duel Disk? he thought, looking at the device. When did I get this?

Then he heard a scream. A woman's scream. It came from a parking lot up ahead.

The stranger instinctively ran in that direction. For some reason, he couldn't ignore a cry for help.

In the middle of the parking lot, two young toughs were manhandling a young woman, who was clearly very frightened.

At least that's what Mundane viewers would see. Awares would see that the woman was a nymph, and the young toughs were satyrs, evidenced from their goat-like legs and curved horns on their temples.

Satyrs were degenerate fey who viewed life as one big party. They became rowdy and dangerous when they were drunk, especially towards nymphs, a favorite target for their lust. Most nymphs were able to outrun them... This one, apparently, hadn't been so lucky.

"Please... no..." she begged.

"S'okay," chuckled one of them. "We can be gentle..."

"Not likely!" said the stranger, running up to them.

"Eh?" said one of the satyrs.

"I suggest you two let the young lady go right now," he said.

The two satyrs looked at him and chuckled even more. One of them took the nymph in both hands.

"You gotta be kidding..." said the other.

He rushed up to the stranger and aimed a punch at his face...

...only to receive one that knocked him against the car behind him.

"Lou... He's not kidding..." he groaned, rubbing his jaw.

"Let her go, Lou," said the stranger.

"Stay right where you are, fellah," said Lou.

He held a switchblade to the poor girl's neck and snapped it open, and she squeaked in fear.

"Come one step closer and I'll..."

"Look fellah, you're drunk," said the stranger. "You'll regret all this when you sober up."

"I just had a few beers..." said Lou.

"A few?" said the stranger. "The two of you smell like a brewery!"

"Don't say that!" shouted the other satyr. "Our mom said that to our dad all the time! He'd come home, too drunk to stand up straight, and she'd say, 'Bill, you smell like a brewery!' One time he got so sick of it...

"Heh, heh... He smacked her across the face..."

"And you clowns think that's funny?" asked the stranger. "You're more screwed-up than I thought..."

"Lou, maybe we should just let her go..." said the one who had just spoken. "We just got out of jail, after all... Do you realize how long the Shadowchasers will put us back in for number two?"

Shadowchasers? thought the stranger. Who the heck are they?

Lou looked at his brother.

"Whose idea was this, Gus?" he asked.

Then he looked at the stranger.

"I see you have a Duel Disk?"

"Uh..." said the stranger.

He looked at the Disk, and noticed that it now had a deck of cards in the holder.

Lou took something out of his pocket. It was a pair of handcuffs.

He quickly used them to cuff the poor girl's hands together behind her back.

"Sit!" he ordered.

She did so, still sobbing. It was at this point that the stranger noticed that Lou had a Duel Disk of his own.

"Here's the deal, Good Samaritan," said Lou. "If you're so intent on showing us the error of our ways, duel me. You win, we'll let her go. I win, you walk quietly away."

The stranger looked at the Duel Disk.

I hope this thing came with a decent deck, he thought.

He lifted his right arm, and the Disk activated.

"Very well..." he said. "I accept!"

Lou chuckled, and activated his own Disk.

(Stranger: 8,000) - - - - - - - - - - (Lou: 8,000)

"If you don't mind, I'll start this off," said Lou.

He made his first draw.

"In fact, even if you do mind..."

He chose one of his cards.

"Meet my Drunken Tiger!"

There was a loud belch, and a Monster appeared in front of him that matched its name perfectly. It was a humanoid tiger, dressed in a tank top, shorts, and a pair of stylish sunglasses. It held a sake bottle in one hand, and had clearly drunken most of it. It bobbed and weaved, as if badly inebriated. (1,800 ATK)

Okay... thought the stranger. That's... original...

"Continuing," said Lou, "I'll set a facedown, and then play two Continuous Spell Cards called One More Sake."

A reversed card appeared, followed by two Spell Cards. The two Spell Cards dissolved, turning into two sake bottles.

"Okay, let's see what you've got."

The stranger made a draw.

He set one card on his Disk, and a reversed Monster appeared.

He nodded.

"Think I'm afraid of that?" laughed Lou, as he made a draw. "This may be a bad time to mention this, but my Drunken Tiger's effect negates the effect of all reversed Monsters that it battles.

"Drunken Tiger, attack! Barroom brawl bash!"

The tipsy Beast lunged at the facedown card...

...but its fist ran smack into a solid mechanical creature that seemed to be made of gold with gems inlaid in its plating, with two large hands. (2,200 DEF)

Drunken Tiger shook its hand and grunted in pain.

"That may be true," said the stranger, "but Mind Protector is still too tough for it."

"All right, you win round one," said Lou.

He set a card on his Disk, and a set Monster appeared next to Drunken Tiger.

"I'll leave off with that."

(S: 8,000) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 7,600)

The stranger drew the next card off his deck.

"I pay 500 Life Points to keep Mind Protector in play," he said, "then I summon Krebons to the field!"

There was a weird cackle, and an equally weird Monster appeared in an aura of binary symbols. A strange-looking jester with clothing covered with circuitry and geometric shapes surrounding it, its limbs were not actually connected to its torso. Its eyes were actually the mathematical symbols for "greater than/less than or equal to". (1,200 ATK)

"And since this guy is a Tuner," continued the stranger, "I can Tune it with my Mind Protector to summon a Psychic Monster that's even stronger!"

The two Psychics transformed into five glowing stars that flew into the sky.

"No way..." muttered Gus. "A Synchro Summon?"

The stranger chanted:

"Power of the mind, essence of the heart, reborn in a body that can harness the radiance of absolute light…"

(*2 + *3 = *5)

"Synchro Summon... Magical Android!"

In an aura of light, a female figure dressed in rainbow-colored armor appeared in front of him. She held a shield shaped like a spiral in her left-hand, and an oddly-shaped staff in her right. Odd circuitry was on her cheeks and forehead, and her long, chestnut-brown hair protruded under her helmet down to her waist. (2,400 ATK)

"Whoa..." said Lou. "She's hot..."

"Yeah?" said the stranger. "Well, she's a woman who can fight back, unlike most of the females you're used to..."

Magical Android pointed her staff at Drunken Tiger. It trembled a little...

"I've got a Trap!" shouted Lou, as his facedown card lifted up. "Malevolent Catastrophe!

"Since you declared an attack, my two sake bottles are destroyed, and you lose 500 points for each one!"

The two bottles flew at the stranger, and smashed against his face as he tried to shield himself.

"It's still all over for your Tiger!" he replied. "Attack! Pyrokinetic blast!"

Magical Android shot three balls of fire at the Beast, and it burst into an explosion of pixels.

"Ergh…" groaned Lou.

"I'll set these, and end my turn," said the stranger, as two facedown cards appeared in two flashes of light. "That means that Magical Android's effect kicks in, and I gain 600 Life Points for each Psychic Monster I have."

He closed his eyes, and a golden aura surrounded him.

(S: 7,100) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 7,000)

"Come on, Lou, he's making a fool of you!" said Gus.

"Don't panic," said Lou, drawing a card. "I'm completely sober now..."

He played it.

"I'm just mad. I play my Akashic Record Spell Card. I get to draw two cards, but, if either one has been used previously, I lose both of them."

He made two draws.

"Sweet..." he said, as he looked at them.

He held them forward, to show that, clearly, both had not been used.

"My set Monster flips into Attack Mode..." he said. "Meet Champagne, the Foaming Beauty!"

The facedown card flipped up, revealing a scantily-clad woman, whose dress seemed to consist of a toga that had been made into a brief bikini top and breechcloth, along with a good deal of gold jewelry. Her blonde hair was bushy and full. (1,200 ATK)

"I don't get to drink champagne often," he continued. "Too expensive. But I know that it can be more debilitating than beer if you drink too much, as your Magical Android is about to find out."

A wave of energy drifted from the Beauty towards Magical Android, and the Psychic held her stomach. (1,400 ATK)

"Next," said Lou, "I'll play Fiend's Sanctuary."

He played a Spell Card, and a grim gargoyle appeared behind him. As it receded, a small metal stickman rose next to Champagne. (0 ATK)

"Now I have a Metal Fiend Token. Then I can sacrifice both of them..."

Champagne and the Token dissolved into a cloud of pixels.

"...for my ultimate creature!" he exclaimed. "I summon Big Vintage Magnum Mutton!"

There was a roar, and a huge Beast appeared where the two Monsters had been. It was a shaggy dog twice the size of an ox, with big claws and teeth, and a harness mounted on its back holding two cannons shaped like wine bottles. (2,500 ATK)

Not good... thought the stranger.

"Attack!" shouted Lou. "Demolish that Magical Android!"

Big Vintage roared, and wine shot from its two cannons like high-pressure hoses, soaking Magical Android. She grunted, and then shattered. Lou's prisoner closed her eyes and started to cry even more.

(S: 6,000) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 7,000)

"Oh, you liked that?" he said. "Well, I'm not done... First, I play Mist Body... And I Equip it to Big Vintage Magnum Mutton."

He played the Equip Spell, and the huge Beast was shrouded in an aura of soft light.

"It makes my Monster unbeatable in battle. Next, this little Spell Card..."

He played the last card in his hand.

"Bacchus's Compotation."

He played the card, and the scenery around them changed, turning the parking lot into a Greek ruins.

"I'll end my turn there..."

Ben made a draw and looked at it.

"All right, fellah," he said. "I play the Continuous Spell, Teleport."

The Spell Card appeared on the field in front of him.

"With this in play, if I control no Monsters, I can drop 800 Life Points to Special Summon a Psychic from my hand. So I'll do that to bring out Power Injector."

In another aura of energy, a new Psychic materialized. It looked like Frankenstein's Monster, complete with neck bolts, wearing a blue jacket and pants, with odd contraptions in place of its hands that looked like tanks of liquid. (1,300 ATK)

"Heh, heh..." said Lou. "That guy looks like he fell off the ugly tree and hit every ugly branch on the way down!"

"Not done," said the stranger, as he played another Spell. "I play Awakening From Beyond. First, you draw twice..."

"My pleasure!" laughed Lou, making two draws.

"But..." continued the stranger, "in return for that, I get to recover a Monster from my Graveyard..."

Krebons slipped out of his discard slot, and he took it.

He quickly played the card, and he summoned it again. (1,200 ATK)

"Eh... Him again..." said Lou.

"Which means," said the stranger, "I can use it and Power Injector for an even stronger Synchro Summoning."

Krebons and Power Injector turned into six glowing stars this time. They flew towards the sky again. The stranger chanted again:

"Power unleashed by the darkest human emotion, left unchecked by blissful sleep. Take corporeal form and wreak havoc on the world!"

(*2 + *4 = *6)

"Synchro Summon... Psychic Nightmare!"

In an aura of lightning, a new Psychic landed in front of him. It looked more like a Fiend than a Psychic, having all the demonic traits... Wings, horns, tusks, claws, metallic skin, and a long tail. Not to mention that it had an uncanny aura around it that filled the whole place with a feeling of dread. (2,400 ATK)

"Your Monster truly IS a nightmare," said Lou. "But even if my Monster didn't have Mist Body, that thing would be too weak to destroy it."

"Depends," said the stranger. "I'm using its effect. I get to pick one card in your hand, and try to guess what type of card it is."

Lou looked at the two cards in his hand.

"If I'm right," continued the stranger, "Psychic Nightmare gains a thousand Attack Points until your next End Phase.

"Now, let's see... I believe... That the card on the right is a Spell Card."

Lou frowned. He flipped it around, and it was Nobleman of Crossout.

Lightning coursed around Psychic Nightmare. (3,400 ATK)

"Your Monster may have Mist Body," said the stranger, "but you'll still take damage from this!"

Psychic Nightmare flew at the huge canine...

But when its claw struck, the stranger held his chest in pain.

(S: 4,300) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 7,000)

"Why did MY Life Points go down?" he exclaimed.

Lou chuckled.

"Didn't you think this Compotation card did anything?" he asked. "Your Nightmare is lower than Level 8, and if you attack with a Monster that isn't at least that Level while this card is in play, all Battle Damage is taken by you. Sorry about that..."

The stranger sighed.

"I end my turn," he said.

Lou made a draw.

"And during my Standby Phase," he said, "my Monster's effect goes into... effect. You see, just like fine wine, it gets more potent as it ages!"

(3,500 ATK)

"Attack that Nightmare!"

Big Vintage Magnum Mutton blasted its cannons again, and Psychic Nightmare was blown to pieces.

"Having this duel was an excellent idea..." chuckled Lou.

He reached down and caressed his prisoner's hair.

"My dad may have been a bum, but he always did say that anything worth having is worth fighting for..."

The stranger looked at him.

This satyr was scum... But something about what he had just said struck a nerve in him...

(S: 4,200) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 7,000)

"I draw!" said the stranger.

He drew a card.

Then one of his facedown cards lifted up.

"I activate the Trap Card, Psychic Overload. I take three Psychics from my Graveyard..."

He took Krebons, Magical Android, and Psychic Nightmare from his discard slot.

"...then reshuffle them into my deck..."

His Duel Disk auto-shuffled his deck.

"...and then make two draws..."

He drew two cards.

He smirked.

"Bad news, Lou..." he said.

"And just how are you going to defeat my Beast?" asked Lou.

"Actually, I'm not going to," said the stranger. "First, I'm going to pay 800 Life Points to use Teleport again, and Special Summon Storm Caller."

There was a gust of wind, and a new Psychic appeared in front of him. It was short and squat, wearing grey armor, with a satellite dish mounted on its back. (2,300 ATK)

"Next, Call of the Haunted," he said, as his other facedown card lifted up.

Mind Protector appeared again. (0 ATK)

"Then, I summon Psychic Jumper!"

He played the card, and a thin to the point of being gaunt creature appeared next to the other two Psychics. He had sickly white skin, and wore an overcoat with circuitry symbols on it, along with leather pants and sunglasses. (100 ATK)

"Psychic Jumper?" asked Lou. "That guy doesn't look healthy enough to jump over a croquet wicket!"

"Maybe not, but Psychic Jumper has a powerful effect," said the stranger. "By paying 1,000 of my Life Points, I can enact an effect similar to Creature Swap, giving you one of my Psychics, other than Jumper, and taking one of your Monsters."

"Wait..." said Lou.

"No waiting," said the stranger. "Hand it over."

Psychic Jumper's eyes glowed with red light, and then Mind Protector and Big Vintage Magnum Mutton switched places.

"No fair!" screamed Lou.

"It's about to get worse," said the stranger. "Because now that Big Vintage is no longer on your side of the field, Bacchus's Compotation goes away."

The Spell Card shattered, and the Greek ruins dissolved and faded.

"Psychic Jumper is also a Tuner..." said the stranger.

Psychic Jumper and Storm Caller turned into eight glowing stars.

"...which means I can now Synchro Summon the most powerful creature in this deck...

"The basest and most selfish of impulses given corporeal form, the dark side of the mind that few men ever show, come forth and bring ruin to all in your path!"

(*2 + *6 = *8)

"Synchro Summon... Thought Ruler Archfiend!"

With a great roar that sounded like a demon from the depths of Hades, another Psychic resembling a Fiend appeared next to the stolen Monster. It had more than a passing resemblance to Summoned Skull, the famous Fiend used by the King of Games, but its armored skin was rougher and had more sharp edges.

It glared at the satyr. (2,700 ATK)

"I don't like this anymore!" screamed Lou.

"You're about to like it even less!" said the stranger. "Big Vintage Magnum Mutton, destroy Mind Protector!"

The huge Beast blasted its cannons, and the defenseless Psychic was blown to bits. Lou screamed in pain.

"Thought Ruler Archfiend," he commanded, "teach him a lesson! Attack directly!"

The demonic Psychic formed an orb of pure darkness, and hurled it at Lou. He screamed again.

(S: 2,400) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 800)

Lou took some deep breaths and glared at the stranger.

"That the best you can do, you pointy-eared bastard?" he growled. "I'm still standing..."

The stranger frowned, and played the last card in his hand. A Quickplay Spell appeared in front of him.

"I play Emergency Teleport," he said. "It lets me Special Summon a Level 3 or lower Psychic from my deck..."

Krebons appeared again. (1,200 ATK)

"And because it's still my Battle Phase..."

Krebons shot a blast of energy at the satyr, knocking him over.

(S: 2,400) - - - - - - - - - - (L: 0)

"Lou!" shouted Gus. "Lou!"

Lou sat up.

"Lou, forget the girl!" shouted Gus. "Let's scram! Now!"

Lou got up, seething with rage.

"Sure, I'll forget the girl..." he said.

He took something off of his belt that looked like a black cylinder, about eight inches long.

Then, he quickly swung it forward, and it extended to its full length with a snap. It was a collapsible baton.

"...but right now, I feel like committing a violent crime of a different type..."

He leapt at the stranger...

But then, he was hit by a blast of energy from behind. He fell to the ground.

He was out.

A man walked forward. He was a tall, grim-faced man, about fifty years old, bald on the top of his head, but sporting a bushy moustache. He wore an old shirt, a sweater, slacks, and a trenchcoat over them.

The weapon he had used on Lou looked like an old-fashioned blunderbuss, although the projectile had clearly been magical energy, not powder and shot.

"Dugan..." said Gus, trembling.

"Raise 'em, Gus..." said the man, aiming the weapon. "You always were smarter than your dumb brother..."

Gus lifted his hands. The man went over to the nymph, who was still crying.

"It's all right..." he said, trying to comfort her. "I think I have a handcuff key..."

As he searched his pocket, he turned to the stranger.

"Thanks for holding them," he said. "You got a name?"

"Uh..." said the stranger. "Can I get back to you on that?"

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The stranger assumed that the armed man was a law enforcement officer of some sort, and this was confirmed when he placed the two satyrs under arrest, and then made them vanish with some sort of magical gemstone. He then questioned the nymph, and then escorted her to her apartment, which she had apparently been trying to get to when she had been ambushed. He gave her a business card that had the address of a place that would offer counseling. (The stranger noticed the name of the place was "St. Cuthbert's House".)

Once he was certain the danger had passed, the officer turned to the stranger.

"So..." said the stranger. "I assume you're one of those... Shadowchasers they mentioned?"

"Uh, yeah..." replied the armed man. "You've never heard of them?'

The stranger took a deep breath. If he was a criminal, at least he wasn't one who had done something so heinous that this officer knew about him.

"I'm sorry, I can't remember much," said the stranger. "I'm afraid I don't even know my own name...

"In fact, right now, I don't remember much before the time I heard the scream for help that made me run to investigate what was happening."

"Hmm..." said the Shadowchaser. "Ordinarily I'd assume you were a new arrival... But if you were, you wouldn't have a Duel Disk... Or know how to duel so well..."

"I... I have no idea how I knew..." said the stranger. "It was like I had been a duelist all my life..."

"Can't remember your name, huh?" asked the man. "Say... What kind of Shadowkind are you? I don't remember seeing any green elves before..."

The stranger tried to remember, but then shook his head with a sigh.

"It's okay," said the man. "I'm Dugan, by the way. Jacob Dugan, senior member of the Chicago Shadowchasers."

"So I'm in Chicago?" asked the stranger, looking around.

"Yep, the Windy City itself!" said Dugan, with a laugh. "Now, until you can remember your name, let's see..."

He looked around.

A bus passed by on the street. On the side was an advertisement for Uncle Ben's Rice.

"How about we call you Ben for now? That's as good a name as any."

"Eh, works for me," said the stranger.

"Now, we'll work on trying to find out who you are..." said Dugan. "Shadowchasers are more than police... We're also supposed to help Shadows who need help..."

He looked at his watch. Two o'clock.

"Tell you what... You hungry?"

The stranger suddenly realized that he was. In fact, he was incredibly hungry. He suddenly felt like he hadn't eaten in days. He nodded.

"Come on," said Dugan. "I know a place."

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DRUNKEN TIGER (Monster Card)

Card Specs

Type: Beast/Effect
Attribute: Earth
Level: 4
ATK: 1,800
DEF: 600

Card Description: Negate the effects of facedown Defense Position Monsters that this card battles.

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ONE MORE SAKE (Spell Card)

Continuous Spell

Image: A glass sake bottle.

Card Description: When this card is destroyed, inflict 500 points of damage to your opponent.

Note: "Drunken Tiger" and "One More Sake" was first used by Mr. Maeda in the "Yu-Gi-Oh GX" episode "Family Business". Creative credit goes to the writers of that episode. (The effect of "Drunken Tiger" given here was the effect given to it in the Tag Force video game.)

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CHAMPAGNE, THE FOAMING BEAUTY (Monster Card)

Card Specs

Type: Fairy/Effect
Attribute: Light
Level: 4
ATK: 1,200
DEF: 1,200

Card Description: Flip: Select one face-up Monster. Decrease that Monster's ATK by 1,000.

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BIG VINTAGE MAGNUM MUTTON (Monster Card)

Card Specs

Type: Beast/Effect
Attribute: Earth
Level: 8
ATK: 2,500
DEF: 2,100

Card Description: During each of your Standby Phases, increase the ATK of this card by 1,000.

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BACCHUS'S COMPOTATION (Spell Card)

Continuous Spell

Image: Bacchus standing in front of Big Vintage Magnum Mutton with red fumes hanging in the air.

Card Description: If you do not control a "Big Vintage Magnum Mutton", destroy this card. When your opponent declares attack with a Monster that is Level 7 or less, the opponent takes any Battle Damage that would be inflicted to this card's controller.

Note: The preceding three cards were first used by Sommelier Parker in the "Yu-Gi-Oh GX" episode "Pro Dueling". Creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

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AWAKENING FROM BEYOND (Spell Card)

Normal Spell

Image: A ghostly face superimposed over a collection of coffins.

Card Description: Your opponent draws two cards. Select one Monster Card from your Graveyard, and add it to your hand.

Note: "Awakening From Beyond" was first used by the Pharaoh in the original anime episode "The Final Duel (Part 3)". Creative credit goes to the writers of that episode.

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I've prevented a terrible crime, and found someone who can help me. It's not bad for a start. But I feel that I have a long way to go. What is Dugan's story? Whatever it is, I have to envy it, because it seems I have none of my own.

My quest for the truth starts in earnest next chapter. "Nerves of Steel; The Disposable Monsters" is next.