Hi me again. Okay so this chapter will be entirely in Amuy point of view. Pretty much just what he decides to do after his little run in with Yuma. I know I just put up the first chapter but I made this one as a thanks for anyone who said I should continue it ^ ^ . Also can anyone tell me what kind of a character you think Amuy counts as? I ask because information revealed later on might change that, so I want to see what you think now.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yugioh Zexal. Yet.

In the last chapter Yuma was really depressed and thinking suicide when a mysterious hooded person stopped him. Now to the next chapter!

Amuy: Wait a minute! Why the hell do you get to decide everything?

Me: Because I'm the writer.

Amuy: So?

Me: So if you don't behave I could tell everyone who you really are.

Amuy: . . . . .

Me: That's what I thought. Now on with the story! For real this time.

I sit on a near by roof top watching the about twenty five or so people below trying to move their stuff around below. Those people are part of a well known mafia family, so it's probably illegal contraband like guns and/or drugs. These people were probably going to be a lot of fun for me to play with. They don't see me against the darkness of the new moon in the night sky. Probably do to the fact that I'm wearing nothing but black, Black hoodie, black pants with dark purple stars, and a black finger less glove on my right hand and black bracelet on my left wrist.

Well there is one thing I'm wearing that's not black, and that's Yuma Tsukumo's key hanging around my neck. After stopping him from killing himself in his room I decide to lock him away for a little while for his own good to keep him from hurting himself. I also decided to wear his key around my neck, you know just to keep it safe. But that's not really that important right now. What's important is the fun I'm about to have playing with these guys. Everything was now starting to fall into place and the game was just about to begin,

The guys were all starting to come out of their ware house after loading up the last bit of their, probably, contraband around. Now they were all huddle together in one group with minimal access to weapons to be able to defend themselves. A large twisted smirk comes to my face as I say to myself, " Perfect. " It was time for the show to begin!

I suddenly jumped off of the roof top and right into the middle of the group of mafia members. Before actually touching down safely on the ground I spun a few times around in the air, hitting four of the mafia guys in the back of the heads and in the faces and knocking them out completely. This was where the real fun actually started! Now that they knew I was here they all tried to fight back with things they had on them. Things such as knives, Pistols, swords, or even just their own two hands. It was those idiots thinking they could physically over power me that I took down first.

After taking down the four guys I from when I originally jumped down from the roof and the seven idiots who were trying to fight me hand to hand there was about fourteen guys left for me to fight. That didn't really take too long because every time someone tried to shoot, cut, or stab me I was I would easily dodge and counterattack in less then a second. Sometimes just for the hell of it I would get two different guys to attack me at once and then jump last second so that they ended up attacking and injuring each other instead of me

Once the fight is over all of the mafia guys are laying either unconscious or injured on the ground, or maybe both. I then take out my cell phone and start to make a call. I stand there for a few seconds hearing it ring until a voice answers on the other end of the line, " Hello nine one one, what seems to be your emergency? "

" I just attacked a mafia group and now they are in need of some serious medical attention. "

" Kid if this is some kind of prank- "

" Oh this is no prank. Go ahead and tell her. "

I hold the phone up to one of the guy's ears as is says in a chocked whisper, " Please help me. "

I then put the phone back to my ear and say, " See what did I tell you? Not a prank. I'll send you the address that you need to get the ambulances to. There's also like twenty five guess here so I suggest that you send a lot of ambulances. Oh, and if you want them to live I suggest that you get those ambulance here quick. " I then start walking away from the now crime scene and start heading toward my next destination. There's a large gang who specializes in arms dealings that sounds like the perfect group of people for me to play with next. But these are just little games for now, the real game hasn't even started yet. I pull out a picture of Yuma and his little friends before they started leaving him alone. Oh yes, they were going to be part of the best game yet.

AN: Well Amuy is still quite, for now. Until next time. Don't forget to Comment! ^ ^