Magic makes chaos

And we've lost the fox.

Night in the city isn't quiet, the lights are still bright, people are still walking the streets seeing what the night has to offer. But tonight, something made the streets feel eerily empty, a cold chill filled the air despite the early spring weather coming in. Anyone that night cold tell you, something bad was going to happen soon.

Vector paced around the room biting the tip of his thumb. "How did he get out? Why did he leave in the first place?" Yuma had escaped, neither Dakr nor himself had been able to locate him. And it was strange, Yuma should've been completely under Vector's control. The chaotic spirit didn't understand why it bothered him so much, he had not cared about someone since...well since he went by a whole other name.

The spirit froze a realization had hit him, he stopped his pacing and grabbed his coat. He is Yuma's opposite if one got corrupted the other would become pure to balance it. And it seems this night Zexal had returned, Vector did a big opposite, he just unleashed a being meant to cause the end of time. A spirit not even the most powerful have had time to prepare for. And Vector had to prevent this, before Rei could come back. "You better still be in there when I find you Yuma-kun...." The orange haired boy mumbled, "Don't make me have to make that sacrifice again..."