'How could I? A supreme duelist! Loose to that ignorant low-life blonde? Is he even a blonde? His hair has so many colors to it, its hard to even describe what his natural hair color is.'

Weevil's blue eyes narrowed, his mind racing with bitter memories of his defeat.

It was all going so well in the beginning. He had gotten rid of Yugi's unstoppable Exodia Cards, at least most of them, that babbling idiot Joey had managed to get at least two or three back, but not even the lost of Exodia could guarantee him the victory he had so desired.

'That battle should have been mine. Not only did I loose a most disgraceful defeat, but also, that fool Joey even had the guts to add insult to injury! I refuse to be talked down by a blonde moron!'

His eyes studying, memorizing every angle, every coding, and every aspect of his cards. the same cards that he himself put together, the same cards that he himself had lost with.

'I knew everything there was to know about the field and other suppose-to- be surprising insights of the duelist areas. How did I loose? How could I have lost?'

Finally stopping on one particular card. The Great Moth, his most cherished card.

'If only you could have been strong enough to withstand Yugi Mutou's attack. You should have won. We should have won.'

Hands running over the card, as if it'd come to life and help him figure out all his problems. Weevil sighed slightly.

'Its just a card. Only a card.'

There was a knock at the door.

"Weevil?" a feminine voice questioned. "Weevil honey it's time for bed."

"Fine Mother," Weevil said slightly upset that his train of thought being interrupted.

"You better be in bed asleep when I come to check on you sweetie," her voice faded as she made her way away from the door.

"Yeah. whatever," Weevil muttered putting his cards up and crawling into bed.

Weevil turned onto his side eyes shutting slowly.

'I'll get my revenge Yugi Mutou. I swear. '

With that last thought, the light turquoise-haired boy drifted into a dreamless sleep.