The Eighth Emperor

Life's just so frustrating sometimes!

"Aero shark, direct attack!"

The numbers ticked down to 0. A picture of Shark appeared with win under it.

"And that's what you get for challenging me, Yuma Tsukumo!" sneered Shark.

Yuma lay on the ground shaking as Shark walked off truimphant.

Shark turned down a lane and thought how much of a waste of time that duel was. It was a waste of time.

There was no point of him challenging me anyway, thought Shark.

The lane he was walking down was silent and there was a bridge way up overhead. As he approached a large bang was heard and he realised that he had forgotten to take off his duel gazer. He looked up and saw an huge dust cloud and and a dark shape that slowly was getting bigger. It was human shaped and female. Shark opened his arms as they fell into his grasp. The girl was battered and bruised, cut and scratched. Her hair was brown with purple and ice blue highlights and all over the place. She rolled out of his arms and quickly stood up and brushed herself off.

"Sorry!"

Shark had crossed his arms and had a grumpy look on his face.

"Next time you fall off a bridge, I won't catch ya. I don't catch anyone, or even help them. Alright?"

"Sorry! My name's Orianna." Orianna apologised.

"Shark." He turned to leave, but Orianna grabbed his sleeve.

"Your name's Shark?"

"Yeah? What's it to you?" Shark raised his eyebrow at her.

"I've been looking for you!" Exclaimed Orianna.

"That's creepy. Why?" Shark took a step back and put an arm in front of him, turned and ready to run.

"I was told to find and follow you."