A/N: *Whistles*

I know it's been like half a year, but thirteen reviews? I must be doing something good here. Extra special thanks, you thirteen reviewers!

Sorry for taking so long to write this… I was trying to wait until another scene with Yuri in it, but then when he did he didn't do much but defeat six random people and show off just what his dragon can do, and I've gotten tired of waiting. So, for now, this is what you lovely readers get. Enjoy!

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V…

Yuri

(Destroy. Destroy. Destroy. I will destroy everything.)

…

If there was one thing Yuri hated above all else, it was his own dreams. …Well, that was not entirely true, he only hated a certain dream of his that would recur on random nights and disappear almost completely when he woke. Almost. He would remember the fleeting memory of a girl with purple hair and green eyes, and his heart would ache at the thought and his cheeks would be wet with tears.

That very fact was what drew Yuri's hatred. He was the best soldier Academia had, and the Professor's right-hand man, despite having turned ten only a month ago. He struck down his foes without batting an eye, he found entertainment in the suffering of others, he carded traitors with a cold smile on his face. His heart should not ache over a girl he did not even know—if she existed in the first place—and he certainly should not be crying in his sleep over her.

It was a day he'd woken up from that horrible dream, and he shoved all thoughts of it as far away from his mind as he could. Today was the day that one of Academia's top Duelists would be chosen to go into the Xyz Dimension far ahead of the invasion and scope it out for the Professor's main target. And it was the violet-haired boy's job to narrow the top twenty down to that one. He had to be completely focused—unnecessary sorrow had no place in his heart.

The boy removed a certain card from his Extra Deck and stared at it. Starve Venom Fusion Dragon. The monster he used to spread terror, his tool of destruction. He'd had the card for as long as he could remember, and on days that he woke up crying, all he'd have to do was look at the card and the sadness would flee from his soul. He sighed, the dream still weighing on his mind, and returned the card to its holder. "I'm going soft, aren't I?" he mused aloud.

(I am not soft. I must and will bring ruin to this world.)

Yuri blinked, his ears ringing. Somehow he was at the battlefield within Academia, rather than within the confines of his own room. He did not remember walking here. For that matter, he didn't remember beginning the Battle Royale against Academia's top twenty students—now only eleven, the nine poor souls that lost to him getting carried away on stretchers.

What is…? Yuri looked up to his dragon, already on the field. When did I…? His chest hurt—no, it burned. Something was causing him pain and he couldn't remember how he'd gotten here and when he found out who'd done this he would—

(These weaklings are mere insects before my might!)

—make them… pay…?

"What is the meaning of this?!" Yuri shouted, fighting against his bonds. He was in the infirmary, and yet he was bound to the bars of the bed. He-he was the highest ranking person in Academia bar the Professor himself. How dare someone tie him to a bed like some—

"Yuri," a voice said—the only voice that could ever make Yuri stop.

The boy with purple eyes whipped his head around, to find Akaba Leo standing next to his bed. He looked… utterly disappointed. "P-Professor?" He couldn't be disappointed in Yuri, right? He hadn't done anything.

"You told me you could control your power. You cannot."

"That's not right, I can contr—"

"Of the twenty Duelists that had qualified to face you, only one escaped completely unscathed, two others with only minor injuries. The other seventeen will be lucky to ever Duel again. Tell me, Yuri, how is that controlling your power?"

Yuri suddenly fell silent. Broken images of some of his fellow students screaming in horror as Starve Venom cut them down filled his mind. That… That was what happened. His darkness had taken over. Yuri cursed that stupid dream of his—on any other day, he would not have lost control. He was the stronger one, not the darkness. "I… had that dream again. I haven't been as focused today as I usually am."

At this, the Professor narrowed his eyes. "What dream?"

That's right. Yuri had never mentioned the dream before, for fear of revealing a weakness he shouldn't have. Since he'd already mentioned it, he couldn't take back his words. So he shared what little of the dream he could remember, and the next thing he knew he was waking up in his own bed with no recollection of any dreams or the talk he'd had with the man he would follow to the ends of the earth.

…

Yuri loved it when the people he was supposed to capture or card ran away. He loved it when they clung to some shred of hope that they could get away. When they ran, he could stamp out their hope all over again once he caught up—and he always caught up. He'd always had unnaturally high endurance, no one could out-run him.

He loved it even more when, at the end of their cat-and-mouse game, his prey fought back. He loved watching them foolishly gather what strength they still had to fight against him. He loved seeing that light of hope in their eyes as they thought they could win. It made it all the more fun to suck the light out and crush their hopes.

Which was why it made him absolutely ecstatic when he received orders to go to the Xyz Dimension to bring back the target Dennis Macfield had been keeping an eye on—Kurosaki Ruri. A spunky girl Yuri's age with purple hair as dark as the night sky and bright pink eyes.

He cornered her amongst the ruins of her hometown—a shame she couldn't vault herself over the remains of the building that blocked her way, Yuri knew he certainly could have. But, he supposed, the chase had to end eventually.

And the fight. The last-ditch scramble for freedom. Oh, was Ruri so much better at fighting than running. It was a marvelous sight to watch her struggle against his overwhelming might. She tried so hard to win. Really, it was a shame that he was on a mission to capture her and strip her of her strength.

(I don't want that, I want—I want to kill her!)

He forced the traitorous thoughts away—he had no intention of ever killing someone. Oh, he would have so much fun toying with them, maybe threaten to, but he'd never actually kill anyone. Besides, orders were orders, he would return Ruri unharmed to the Professor.

("Professor" this, "Professor" that. I don't have to listen to him. I am the END!)

Yuri gritted his teeth, ordering his dragon to attack and end the Duel. These thoughts were getting out of control. But he would control them. He was the one in control.

(It would be so easy. Just the press of a button and the tear of a card…)

"Shut up," he muttered to himself as he threw the girl over his shoulder. He must be having a bad day, that was all. He'd go to bed early that night—he deserved it, for completing his mission.

…

It felt like no time at all before the Professor had Yuri go on another mission—this time, to the Synchro Dimension. Once again his target was a girl, Rin. Her face bore a striking resemblance to Ruri's but the hair and eyes—aqua-green and orange, respectively—were all wrong.

It would prove to be much harder to catch Rin than it had been Ruri. Rin was hardly ever on her own, always by the side of a blue-haired boy in white that shared Yuri's own face. Ruri had a boy like that—Yuto, Dennis had called him—but it had been so easy to separate those two when the Resistance had its numbers spread so thin combating the Obelisk Force. Rin and her Yuri proved a difficult pair, despite the other boy being an absolute idiot.

It would be so easy to go in and destroy them both. But part of his orders had been to stay away from his doppelganger at all costs. Yuri didn't agree with that decision, it was so inefficient to waste time when he could easily defeat them both—

(I want to crush him, his power is mine!)

—but he bided his time regardless, ever the loyal soldier. His chance would come soon enough, when Rin had gone to the market alone for once. That decision would be her downfall.

…

Rin was better at running than Ruri had been. The aqua-green-haired girl jumped fences, knocked over piles of garbage to slow him down, attempted to lose him by slipping into a lightless tunnel. But Yuri was nothing if not persistent, and even the slipperiest of mice could not escape once he set his eyes on them.

Her luck ran out when she found herself cornered at the end of an alley with no way to scale the buildings on every side of her. Yuri delighted in seeing her terrified, yet missed the courage he'd seen in Ruri. For where Ruri lacked in running but excelled in combat, Rin was the exact opposite. The fight was too easy compared to the challenge of catching her.

"Oh well, I've completed my mission," Yuri mused aloud. He picked up his unconscious target and was just about to leave when the sound of one of those D-Wheels caught up to them, and he was illuminated by its headlights. Yuri turned to see who the unfortunate bystander was—and found himself staring at his own reflection. No, it was Rin's Yuri—and he had no time for this.

(No, I should—I must—stay! His power is mine!)

He forced those thoughts back with a cold smile, fleeing under the light of Violet Flash.

…

After receiving orders to chase down another girl in another dimension, Yuri wondered if there was a girl like them in his own world. Ruri, Rin, and now Hiragi Yuzu of Standard, her eyes blue and her hair pink. Her face, though, her face was the same. Just like she, too, had a Yuri as her closest friend. He wondered why he'd never met this supposed fourth girl when by all means they should be close. He wondered about it until he realized that there was no point in this train of thought—he was crueler than any of his so-called counterparts and he certainly had no room for friends.

Yuzu, just like Ruri, had fought with everything she had. When she recognized that would not work, she ran like Rin. For the entire night she was able to elude his grasp amongst the realistic holograms of icebergs. But there was no escaping Yuri. None.

He'd found her. He was just about to deal the final blow when a bizarre pink light filled his vision, erased his very being from this dimension and moved it somewhere else. He found himself back at Academia, without his target, and for the first time he knew what failure felt like.

He hated it.

(She can't run from me forever. I'll find her and I will leave nothing but cinders behind.)

…

Selena.

Selena.

Selena.

There was a fourth girl all along, kept locked away within Academia all her days. Except… she escaped—first to Standard, then to Synchro, with the Professor's son and his rag-tag army he called the Lancers.

It was easy enough to find her in the City—she was participating in a tournament of all things, but in the madness that erupted when the Synchro Dimension's own security force took over the City and the Obelisk Force arrived for the same purpose as Yuri, it was hard to keep track of her. Especially since that idiot version of him from Synchro was on his tail. It was different, being the one running away. But he wouldn't let the other boy catch him, no matter what.

(But I could—and I could take my power from him.)

Yuri found Selena next to helpless inside of an old subway station, propped up against a wall with no one to defend her but a child and a traitor. A fight was already going on within, between Barrett and a boy with red-and-green hair and Yuri's face. The red-eyed boy was losing, despite having two dragons on his field. Someone with his face losing so badly—Yuri felt utterly disgraced witnessing this.

Along with Selena, though, he found a cyan-haired boy with green eyes—and a highly customized version of the jackets Obelisk Force wore. The traitor Shiun'in Sora, the boy that had been lucky enough to fulfil the role of infiltrating Standard ahead of any sort of invasion, just like Dennis had with the Xyz Dimension. The second of the three that had survived the time he lost control nearly years ago. What a shame that he betrayed Academia, he was such a strong soldier.

"The two of you have committed treason against the Professor, so I will be apprehending both of you," Yuri spoke as he smiled at them. His mission was first and foremost to retrieve only Selena, but he would not pass up the chance to capture another traitor. However, it would be too easy to just capture them. He wanted to play a little game first—

"I found you, you smug bastard!"

Yuri rolled his eyes as his idiot Synchro counterpart smashed his D-Wheel through the window of the subway to get in—like he couldn't just take a few extra seconds to get around to the actual entrance. He was really getting on Yuri's nerves, if the Professor hadn't given him the order to not deal with his counterparts—

(I could be so much stronger if I just destroyed one of them…)

—huh. Somehow, Selena had lost to the idiot he'd been trying so hard to avoid. If she lost to him, then even if she could fight back it would have been no fun. And oh, how he wanted to have a little fun while he was here. Against his orders… he accepted the challenge from Yugo.

The idiot had a dragon of his own. A pathetic one that dared to enter Yuri's territory. Just like when he saw the two dragons the Standard boy controlled, he felt disgusted. They had no idea just what sort of power they controlled—but Yuri did. Yuri knew, and he wanted the power for himself. He would never have to fear about failing again if he had that power.

"Two beautiful flowers with a deadly alluring fragrance! Join together and create a new terror from the hell that lies beneath your petals! Fusion Summon! Come forth! Poison dragon with hungering fangs! Level 8! Starve Venom Fusion Dragon!" he chanted as his dragon came forth.

…It was different, though. As soon as his dragon entered the fray, he felt… fear. Yuri did not feel fear, he did not fear anything for nothing was stronger than him.

His heart burned, but the rest of his body was cold. Cold and stiff. His eyes flashed…

(We have waited… for this time. WE WILL BECOME ONE!)

…and then all he knew was darkness.

…

(The Pendulum swings ever more, edging closer and closer to the day it would bring forth the end…)

A/N: There you have it, my lovely readers. Yuri's part, which was certainly a bit different than Yuto and Yugo's. I hope you all liked it! Please, leave a review, and stay tuned for the grand finale: Yuya's part!

(BTW, the way I imagine it, the third Duelist that survived Berserk Yuri relatively unscathed at the beginning is Edo Phoenix. Feel free to take that as you will.)