When all of the finallists arrive, I search for familiar faces. I roll my eyes Bandit Keith and Rebecca Hawkins are finallists too.

I spot the Pharaoh’s cute innocent childlike host Yugi with his troop of nerdy friends, behind them lurks Marik. I groan when I spot who are wearing duel disks, Yugi, Joey, Mai and Tea. I almost choke on my gum when I saw Tea! I bet it was the friendship speeches.

“Please don’t tell me you are a finalist?” I ask Tea.

“I am a finalist actually! All of my opponents surrendered for no apparent reason.” Tea states with pride. Yep, definitely the friendship speeches.

“Come now, let us board the zeplin. Each of you state your names and present your locator cards. Kaiba demands.

“Yugi Moteu.” Yugi says politely passing Roland a neat stack of six translucent cards.

“Bandit Keith. In America.” The pro-American Canadian smirks handing over his cards.

“Rebecca Hawkins. And this is Teddy.” Lisps the eight year old Amercan Duel Monsters champion, using the bear to give Roland the six cards she posesses.

“Joey Wheeler’s the name, dueling’s the game.” Joey grins cheesily, tossing Roland the cards from over his shoulder. Somehow Roland catches all six.

“Hey! Stop staring at my breasts!” Mai accuses, slapping Roland with her fist of locator cards, Roland, too mezmorised by Mai’s cleavage fails to catch the falling cards.

“It seems that Mai Breastintine is here.” He sighs deeply.

“Hey, wait up. I qualify too!” Marik yells after Joey and Mai. “Malik Blishtar.” He says to Roland, rushing to catch up. Tea is staring at Marik’s butt. I shudder. She’s drooling!

“Tea Gardner.” Tea says, rushing to catch up with Marik.

“Stop.” A tall bronze skinned man with cinamon eyes and a kick ass face tattoo yells, pushing me into Bakura, who catches me, much closer to the ground than I would have liked. He knows I’m self concious about my weight! “It is I, Marik Sebastian Ishtar III and here are my locator cards.” He says, strutting past Roland, dropping his cards at his feet.

“Come on Bakura.” I whisper, tugging on his arms.

“You’re meant to be acting moral.” Bakura hisses with a wink.

“Here let me help you.” I offer, now acting sweet, helping Roland pick up Mai and Marik’s impersonator’s cards.

“Thank you. Do you two qualify also?” Roland asks, Bakura and I nod.

“I am Hadley Stevens. That’s Ryou Bakura.” I reply. We both hand him our locator cards.

“Hurry up.” Kaiba groans as we climb the steps.

“But Mr Kaiba, the eighth duelist, he has not yet arrived.” Roland points out.

“Well wait for him then.” Kaiba snaps. Roland obeys.

In half an hour, the duel ship begins to sail through the clouds. I look at Domino City from a window. It’s pretty. Just looking at the city lights makes me feel important for being in the sky.

“Guess who?” a strongly accented British voice asks.

“You.” I smile, cheating.

“Clever.” Bakura comments turning me around.

“What can we do Bakura? What are we going to do to defeat the Pharaoh?” I ask, blue eyes shining.

“Stop doing that.” Bakura says.

“Doing what?” I ask.

“Letting your face light up by the night skies. You’re making it hard to concentrate on being evil.” Bakura smirks.

“You never answered my question.” I point out.

“Well you, like Marik said, are not an item holder, of course if I cannot bend the fourth wall to do as I require, you will have to do what you do best.” Bakura says, brushing my fringe away from my eyes.

“Which is…” I promt.

“Having not only a natural face and a pure soul. But the ability to lie for something you care about.” Bakura says, smiling at me. I beam.

“You’re doing it again.” He murmurs.

“I don’t care.” I whisper.

“All contestants in the Battle City Finals must report to the main hall immediately.” Roland announces over the Kaiba Corp PA system. In response, Bakura and I leave the room. He has hold of my wrist, leading me to the main hall. Marik catches up with us without much effort.

“Ready?” Marik asks.

“As I’ll ever be.” I rely, Bakura nods.

“Looks like the first duelists are Bakura and Yugi.” Kaiba states boredly.

I watch as I end up standing with Kaiba on Bakura’s side of supporters while Yugi’s nerdy gang stand to cheer the Pharaoh on.

“I summon Dark Necrofear to the field.” Bakura says, putting his one of his favourite cards into play.

“Ahh an alien! Just like the ones that abducted me as a child!” Tristan Taylor, a mature looking brunette with a single pointed spike hairdo and a Barney the Dinosaur voice yells.

“That explains so much and yet so little.” Tea says, not really focusing on Tristan, but on the Pharaoh.

“I activate Dark Sanctuary, now the duel will take place in a twisted horror filled environment.” Bakura says. I grin. I love this move! His two most powerful cards are in play, which means this duel is almost over. I listen to the terror filled screams of Tea and Serenity as the field spell takes effect, large eyeballs and spirits materialise around a red sky with black fog.

“Are we in hell?” Marik asks, slightly intimidated mby Bakura dueling, he approches me on the other side.

“Did you know he played like this.” He whispers.

“You didn’t!” I exclaim in a whisper.

“Even in Hell everybody stares at the hotness that is Duke Devlin.” Duke declairs, Serenity looks as if she could swoon. I roll my eyes. He’s such a womanizer! Really, if it wasn’t for him being slightly afraid of Bakura, he would have tried to flirt with me!

“Quiet you fool! Do you want the aliens to probe your anus?” Tristan warns.

“…Maybe.” Duke replies. I snigger, attempting not to choke on my gum.

“Hadley.” Marik whipers.

“Yes Malik.” I reply quietly.

“Grab my rod.” Marik commands. I roll my eyes.

“Which one?” I ask with a smirk.

“Hadley.” Marik cautions, I do as I am told and lightly hold Marik’s millenium item. I gasp when I open my eyes