It has been a week since Harry was defeated by Aeris and the incident of the legendary piece The Pentagon Of Manipulation. The brown-haired boy now out of contention for the Omega World Team Tournament was focusing on one thing: Winning the Singles side of the Representation Tournament. This tournament will be almost a cakewalk now that his rival Richard Kurosagi was out representing them in the World Team Tournament side. The only one that will give him trouble is Nigel Moreau. In any case, until that time comes he will have to find out a way to defeat his rival and Aeris Russo if he ever wants to have a rematch during this summer. As his search for power continued his computer started beeping.

"Hmm?" Looking at his programs it seems that he had a call from Discoding.

"Who could be calling this late?" he opens the window it was an unknown number thou the area code was similar to one in the UK. As he clicked call and a boy with spiky brown hair and blue eyes appeared. He was dressed in a sharp white tuxedo with a red rose.

"Hello Harry Kishima is been a while." the boy said in a British accent.

"Glen McKean! What do you want? I am very busy right now!" Glen Chuckles at his rival's response.

"Is this the way to say hello to an old friend?" he said to him.

"Humph the day a Kishima becomes friends with a McKean is the day that hell rise and burn this world." Glen again chuckles.

"True so true." he looks at Harry. "I only call you to inform you that I'll be representing Team England in the Omega World Team Tournament."

"And I should care about that because...?"

"I heard you were defeated by a team of girls." An anger tick appeared on the forehead of Harry at the mention of his defeat at the hands of Aeris.

"They got lucky!"

"Hmm, I recall them being defeated by a team involving last year's Omega's Single's Champion Richard Kurosagi, the one who defeated you."

"Stop wasting my time..."

"Temper, temper. Your pride blinds you of admitting defeat it even makes me question if you really are from a noble family." Glen said questioning the three times Single's Champion ho smirk at the mention of "admitting defeat"

"I see, it will explain the countless time I disposed of you. I thought I was on one of my morning spars during the first round."

"I let you win!" Glen said losing composure.

"Temper, Temper~!" Harry said mocking what Glen said earlier. The brown-haired controlled his temper and got his groove back.

"My team will deal with Kurosagi's in the Omega Team World Tournament. But how about a match for old times?"

"I do not mind it will give those losers something to think. That they are not the worst team to represent this year's tournament."

"I cannot wait to destroy that arrogant pride of yours. 3:00 tomorrow?"

"Sure just don't chicken out on the last second."

"We'll see who is laughing last." With that their conversation was over. Harry looks at some of his previous tournament videos.

"Humph, I'll deal with the tournament later. This should be a good warm-up to prepare me for this year's tournament in Bordeaux." With that, the black-haired boy turns off his computer.

()

The next day the news was spreading in all corners of Lycée High Team Master vs. Team Real King.

"This is going to be interesting," Richard said.

"Yeah, we get to see at least one of our team opponents for the upcoming tournament," Aeris stated.

"I agreed. Thou, is too bad that Alice couldn't come," Frederick stated. Alice has apologized to them that she couldn't come because of her mother's strict rule. Her father was doing his best to convince his wife to change her mind but she persistently wouldn't budge.

"Yeah. But hey! At the very least we can go to her house to train thanks to these bad boys!" The brown-haired leader of Team Omega said showing his bracelet.

"You're right. Hey, have you guys talk to Lahaska or Emuna about joining us?" Yuma asked them.

"No, we haven't seen them since that day on when Alice invited us to her house," Richard answered Yuma.

"I believe that Darcell said that she had to clear things out with her family while Emuna said something about going to talk with a childhood friend of hers." That's what Frederick remembers them saying to him.

"I see."

"Anyway, we're here!" Richard said entering the Omega Arcade Station with the group following no more seconds after.

"Hey, Frederick."

"Yeah?"

"Can we at least know about the people that are going to represent England in The Omega World Team Tournament?"

"Hmm, Well Rick, according to The official website for this year's world tournament, they are recent. Not too much information has been leaked so far from them." Frederick told his friend.

"So is a surprise, huh?" Adel said.

"Pretty much." He puts his CC Back to his pocket.

"Well, I can't wait!" Richard said excitedly just like his stomach.

"And here I thought that your stomach wasn't going to say something," Frederick said to his best friend who scratched his head and laughs nervously.

"So you losers decided to show up at once." The group turns to see the black-haired boy.

"Harry."

"Humph, It is a waste that your groups are united but it seems that "losers always band together" Is still does not change the fact that you are all losers."

"You." Aeris stops Adel from going there and punching the smirk out of the arrogant black-haired rival of Richard.

"We just heard you were facing someone that will fight us in the O.W.T.T.," Aeris told.

"Ah, yes. You should not be wasting time coming here. In fact, you're wasting my time, period."

"Mr. Kishima." Said one of the security guards that informed him of the arrival of his opponent.

"Later losers, I have a warm-up to attend to." The black-haired boy put on his shades before leaving them.

"That guy."

"Adel, we are here to scout our competitors not to instigate a fight."

"Aeris is right. Come on let's go!" Richard said no longer hungry before everyone follows.

"So Harry, you didn't chicken out after all," Glen said.

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"Please, I'm surprised you didn't choke on your words I never thought you were serious to show up with that stupid tuxedo," Harry said while smirking.

"Is a royal tuxedo!"

"Humph, whatever." he looks around. "Where's your team?"

"You're looking at them." Harry looks at the bodyguards that are accompanying the brown-haired boy.

"Humph, fine." Harry sees Team Omega coming this way.

"Ah, yes it seems our special guests have arrived." he signals to team Omega.

"Those are Team Omega? The Kishima's name must be getting lower since they are being defeated by a bunch of lowlife kids." Glen said and this gets Richard angry.

"Lowlife Kids?!" Richard said, he hated Harry but now this boy was getting on his nerves.

"Yes, I mean how can a royal family be losing to a lowly team like yourselves." Adel was now retracting her statement of wanting to punch Harry in the face. Now...now she wants to decimate this guy!

"N-Now, Adel, we don't want to build any problems," Aeris said almost twitching. She was fighting hard to control her emotions but Genre could feel it.

"Everyone's Rhythm...Is increasing fast." Genre had a scowl on her face.

"Harry!" Harry looks at Richard.

"What Loser?"

"Whatever you do, Kick this Jerk's to the next dimension so you can show him that France does have strong teams and can fight very well against the world," Richard said.

"Yeah!" Frederick said and the others nod in agreement, Harry just gave them his trademark arrogant smirk.

"Humph, Whatever."

"Ready to lose?" Glen asks Harry.

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, will you stop babbling and let's get this over already." Harry just simply said as they head to the teleporters.

"Are you all ready?" The M.C. asked and they all nod.

"Okay, Team Real King and Team Master battle will begin, Stage: Training Field! Entering Omega!" Glen and his bodyguards along with Harry were teleported but not before Harry said this...

"This is going to be a bloodbath."

()

"Alright, team, let's dispose of the trash in here," Harry said to his loyal robots. If he knows better 9his units will not have any problem disposing of these people. In fact, he will not have to Core Shift during this entire fight his default class will do.

"Yes, Master."

On the other side, Glen and his bodyguards had appeared.

"Alright, Boys let show them why we're royalty." Glen was Dressed in a shining white knight armor with a lance.

"Yes Your Highness!" the bodyguards were also in shining armors each with different colors: Black, Red, and Blue. Each of them carried a different weapon, one had a sword, the other an Ax, and the other a Mace.

The first ones to find each other were the Units and Glen's bodyguards.

"We must destroy all of you, for the Master's sake." Unit 00 said to the bodyguards. The one with the sword raises the sword and screams.

"For King Mckean!" They all charge with a primal scream. The Units, however, easily overpowered them.

"Is this the limits of your strengths humans?" Unit 00 asked in a very disappointing matter.

"For being self-proclaimed royal knights you are pathetic." Unit 01 shot the one with the blue armor four times sending him back to earth.

"Such a shame." Unit 02 Smash his giant shield in the face of the one with the red armor before seemingly crushing him to finish him off.

"Do not worry...Our Master should dethrone your "King" shortly." Unit 00 told the last bodyguard before raising his Battle Ax. The bodyguard in terror began screaming like a little girl.

()

"Looks like Harry is showing no mercy," Richard said as he sees Glen's bodyguards shaking in fear.

"Do you expected any less from him?" Aeris asked her brown-haired childhood friend.

"Nope, this is exactly what we expected," Frederick answered and Richard nodded in agreement. If there's anything that Harry is good at is showing off how inferior his opponents are in his perspective as oppose to how fun they are.

()

"Team Real King's Powerhouse, Wall, and Scouter have been defeated." That made Harry's day. Then again he wasn't that surprised that this will be the result, it just shows how inferior this team is. Hmm, He is sure his rival will have no problems dealing with this team. Well, only one thing left to do, dispose of the trash that has now presented to him.

"Heh, I forgot that you're even more ridiculous in here than you're in the real world." The black-haired Core said to Glen with a smirk.

"And I see you're more arrogant here than in the real world."

"I'll take that as a compliment." He rose his sword. "This shouldn't take long."

"We'll see about that!" Glen clashed with Harry's sword. Harry feels a lot of difference between his clash than the multiple times he clashed with Richard Kurosagi.

"Heh."

"What's so funny?" Glen asked.

"Oh nothing, I am just thinking just how weak you have become."

"What?"

"Hmm, maybe I should retract my comments about you being the worse team in the O.W.T.T. In fact, I'm surprised the U.K. is allowing you to represent them. I'm extremely disappointed."

"Why you?" Glen said in anger before he slashes Harry across his chest. "How was that not so cocky now, uh?" Harry Laughs at that. The black-haired boy actually lets himself be slashed on purpose just to scout the amount of damage he took.

"What's this?! Is this supposed to hurt me, tell me what level of rank in Omega are you?" Harry asked Glen.

"If you must know I'm in Champion Rank," he said proudly and Harry laughs again.

"Let me get this straight, you're still a Champion rank?" Glen nodded.

"Is the highest rank there is."

"That's where you're wrong," Harry informed him.

"What do you mean?"

"It shows how much you lack research on this game. Ever since the last update, two new ranks were added to this game. One of them is Master Rank, which I consider is the one Kurosagi has, but I could be wrong because he could be in my rank." Harry said and smirk.

"As if, but let's get to the final rank shall we which is the one I have and that is the Supreme rank which is now the highest rank level an Omega warrior can reach, face it what you did to me is only a minor scratch and you should know by now when a higher rank meets a lower rank the damage is half, so I think you took 10 out of my 600 life points I got," Harry told him.

"What?!"

"Here let me show you how to make real damage." He charges his sword. Before he looks at the brown-haired boy seriously.

"Master Slash!!" Harry created his menacing X slash. Glen tries to block it but the slash was so strong that it not only destroys the lance but some of the armor leaving him shirtless.

"What, What are you?!" Glen said and try to crawl back in fear.

"This is the difference between you and me," Harry said as he closes his eyes.

"You disappoint me, I guess there is only one person who I can only consider my rival after all." Harry charges his sword one more time and jumps as Glen tries to crawl faster and stand up to run. "Goodbye, and get out of my sight!" Harry unleashes his Master Slash one more time this one goes faster taking the brown-haired who screamed before being disintegrated.

()

"Team Real King's Core has been defeated, Team Real King has been eliminated. Final Result: Team Masters Wins!" The M.C. announced before both teens appeared from the teleporters.

"That was awesome Harry!"

"Humph, for you," Harry told his one and only rival before putting his shades back.

"How?! How can someone who represents England lose to someone who won't compete in the world tournament." Glen said and Harry smirks.

"Who said I won't compete in the World Tournament?" Harry said which confuses Glen.

"Not only are you weak but you're stupid as well. Do you think there is only one World tournament? I'm going to win the representation tournament in the singles competitions. The losers over here are representing it in the team tournament." Harry explained.

"Oh yeah is next week, isn't it?" Richard said remembering that a tournament was announced not so long ago.

"I hate to say this but I'll have to..." Harry sighed at the next thing he was about to say.

"Thank you, Kurosagi." Harry wince when he said those words.

"Huh? Did you say something Harry?" Richard said in his clueless way, Harry gets instantly irritated for Richard ignoring him.

"Know what?! Never mind I take it back I don't have to thank a lower-class loser like you, even more, I don't even know why I'm talking to you in the first place I'm out of here!" Harry told before he turns to Glen.

"Oh yes, McKean. Dare disrespect the team of France or me again and you'll be lucky to even get out of Omega with anything at all, now get out of my sight loser!" Harry yelled to McKean who leaves scare with his bodyguards who are still scared of the beating Team Masters gave to them.

"Humph, as for you losers don't you dare lose to anyone else!!! I am the only one that will defeat you got it!" Harry told Team Omega before he left.

"Okay...that was..." Frederick said looking for the right word.

"Strange?" Aeris said.

"Weird?" Yuma asked.

"Odd?" Adel told him.

"All of the above," Frederick said.

"His Rhythm..."

"Hmm? What is it, Genre?" The pink-haired girl asked her blonde friend. Genre shook her head.

"Is nothing." That puts a big question mark on the head of Aeris.

"Still, I can't believe he even thank Richard," Aeris said.

"He did? When?" Everyone sighed seeing how clueless he is.

"You really are clueless, are you?" Adel told him.

"Eh?" Adel sighed seeing his clueless face. ('Still, it seems that he respect us after all.') Adel thought seeing the black-haired boy in a new light after defending them.

()

Harry is walking to his limo and he looks back at the Omega Station and smile normally.

('Something tells me that this tournament is going to be the best.') With that, he keeps walking to the limo as he gets ready for what he does best...crushing the single's format.

()

Somewhere In the U.K., Someone was watching thru the monitors of his computer. It was a male and he was drinking his tea in a relaxing matter.

"Master Boulenvard, your dinner is ready." Said a butler handing him his food in an exquisite plate.

"Ah, thank you, Gustav. Are the arrangements ready for tomorrow?" Asked the violet-haired 25 years old man to his butler.

"Yes, young master Leonardo is excited to arrive in Paris."

"Excellent."

"Is the tea made to your liking?"

"Ah, yes quite you make the most delightful and delicious tea."

"I feel honored to get such a compliment." Boulenvard chuckles at this.

"That will be all Gustav you may leave to take a well-deserving rest."

"Yes, Master." Boulenvard takes a bite out of his meal with his fork after cutting it with his knife in a slowly but delicate matter. He swallows before taking a sip of his tea before watching the monitors once more.

"It seems that we will have a very grand reunion my gaming rival," Boulenvard said as he opens a website on one of the monitors that say: "Welcome To Velocity" with a blue background with some stages that seemed to be based on medieval times, the present, and the prehistoric period. "Leos Kishima." With a smile, he observes two monitors that showed two matches. One was showing the match between Harry and Richard vs Darcell Lahaska and the other was Xino vs Aeris after being hacked.

"Of course we will meet too...Owners of the legendary pieces."