This story was actually inspired by a story called Naruto's Quest For Power, but to my knowledge the story was never finished. Check that out after you read this chapter. However, this particular version of the story starts out a little different from my other versions of stories like this.

*I don't own RWBY or Yu-Gi-Oh!*

A Golden Dragon Begins A Journey Of The Spirit!

It's finally happened. The unthinkable has finally come to pass. An attack on Vale and Beacon Academy has been staged… and Beacon has fallen. Many a brave warrior has fought and died against the horde of Grimm that invaded Vale because of Cinder Fall and the Faunus terrorist group known as the White Fang. Once a peaceful group of activists leading the fight for Faunus Equality, they soon fell from Grace and became nothing but murderers and killers after taking up their new leader's ideals of Faunus Supremacy.

As for the likes of Teams RWBY and JNPR? They survived the battle, but they all took some heavy damage. With Yang Xiao Long taking the most damage.

In an effort to save her friend and partner, Blake Belladonna, from the White Fang's leader Adam Taurus, she pushed the black cat Faunus out of the way of a sword swing that surely would have decapitated her. But as a result, Yang's own right arm was cut off above the elbow in one foul swoop!

Now she lay amongst the rubble of Beacon in a pile of her own blood. Her Aura is broken… her body practically in pieces… and her spirit is weakened beyond measure. What happened to her because of Mercury and Emerald at the Vytal Tournament hit her so hard her spirit was no longer as strong as it once was.

'Is this it…? Is this… how I'm going to die…?'

As her eyelids grew heavy and her vision grew darker, Yang allowed a small smile to grace her features.

'I Guess this means I'm finally free. Free from my pain… free from my loss… free from my suffering…! I only regret three things. My adorable baby sister… Ruby…'

Yang's eyes began to tear up as she thought about everything she and Ruby have been through. Good times AND bad. From when Ruby was first born, to Beacon Initiation all the way up until this point. The blonde brawler felt a pang of sorrow in her slowly stopping heart.

'Ruby… Because of that madwoman, Cinder, and those bastards of the White Fang I'll never get to see you grow up into the greatest huntress that I KNOW you can be! So many new memories all ripped away in a single night! But then there's Weiss…"

True, she and Yang have been on each other's cases all throughout their time at Beacon, but it was all in good fun. Especially when Yang used the Schnee girl's own first name for puns. Good times. Good times…

'Weiss… I never did apologize for constantly driving you up the wall. I guess I'll have to do that when I meet you again on the other side.'

Yang's heart began to ache even more as she thought about the very same boy who tried so hard to become a huntsman, even though he was looked down upon by many of the other students and even some of the faculty. A man who alway got back up, even if he was knocked back down again.

A man whose first impression involved vomiting on her shoes on the day before initiation, but over time wormed his way into her heart with his goofy antics and always kind and friendly ways. His strong will to protect those closest to him, even if at first it seemed like they didn't need protecting.

A young man by the name of Jaune Arc.

'Jaune… Oh, Jaune…! I never even got the chance to tell you how I really feel about you! All because of my own insecurities!'

Tears fell from Yang's eyes as she finally began to succumb to the darkness that tried to claim her. She knew at that moment that her time in this world was up.

'We'll meet again on the other side, my friends and family. One day… we'll meet again.'

And with that final thought, Yang's eyes closed for what she expected to be the final time in her life. But little did she know was that there was a surprise waiting for her in the world between the living and the dead.

*In Limbo…*

Yang's eyes snapped open and she saw that she was in a giant expanse of white nothingness. Looking down at her body, she saw that she was pretty much the same as when she 'died', but she was now wearing a black kimono.

"Where am I?" Yang asked herself.

Her own voice echoed across the endless white void, leading her to believe that she might be the only one here.

"Is this Heaven? Or am I in Hell?" she asked herself. "Because if this is either of those places, it sure don't fit any of the descriptions I've ever heard."

"Now, to be fair, you'd have been wrong anyway. 'Cause this here ain't Heaven OR Hell!" replied a distorted voice.

Yang quickly spun around and saw someone walking up to her. It was a man wearing a Japanese Gi with a Zanbato strapped to his back. And just like Jaune's weapon, this Zanbato is not a combination of melee and gun. He also has long black hair that goes past his shoulders that has been tied in a low ponytail and a trucker hat with a stylized letter 'Z' on the front.

"Howdy there, A'hm what'chu might call a Shinigami. Look at mah trucker hat!"

"Oh my Oum, a reaper!" Yang exclaimed before asking "Are there any MORE of you that I don't know about?"

"Naw, just me. Plus the rest of mah squad back at HQ, but that's beside the point. Ya see, right now, yer in a place called Limbo. It's where lost souls wander until we Shinigami find them and pass Judgement on them. It also happens to be where people who end up in comas go until they either wake up… or they die. And right now, it's time ta pass judgement on y'all, miss."

Yang just lowered her head and got on her knees, having already accepted whatever might be her fate. It was a bit difficult with only one and a half arms to keep her balanced, but she managed. The Shinigami drew his blade and pulled it back in a stabbing motion, which was actually quite impressive given the weapon's weight.

The Shinigami closed his eyes and began to explain how this here judgement would work.

"A'hm called by many names, but mah friends call me Black Impact*. And Ah'll be the one ta pass judgement upon this 'ere soul!" he declared. "Here's how this'll go down. A'hm gonna stab ya with this 'ere sword o' mine that's called mah Zanpakuto, and if it stabs ya and your soul gives off a bright white glow then Ah'll take ya with me ta Paradise where y'all will live out yer afterlife in eternal life and happiness. But if ya give off an angry red glow, Ah'll have no choice but ta send ya to Oblivion fer yer eternal damnation! But there is a third option."

Upon hearing this, Yang looked up at Black Impact who was completely serious right now.

"If Ah stab ya and mah Zanpakuto don't penetrate ya, no innuendo intended, then that means that y'all died before your time. This is common with most babies who either die young, or are stillborn. In rare cases like these, we will send yer soul back to yer body in the world of the livin' to continue yer mortal life until yer time comes. Now, prepare yerself!"

Yang closed her eyes and held her head high, ready to meet whatever fate was in store for her. She'd done so for this long, so why should she stop now? As Black Impact readied his Zanpakuto for the Judgement Stab, he read through Yang's memories and saw that if she got brought back to life, and that's a big 'if', then she'll need much more power if she hopes to stop this Cinder girl's master plan.

He pulled the blade back and stabbed at Yang with one swift thrust… only for the clanging sound of metal against metal to reverberate through the place. Yang slowly opened her eyes and looked down to see that while the blade cut through her kimono, it did no damage to her physical body! And she was glowing with a pure white light!

Black Impact smiled and slung his Zanpakuto back across his back.

"Well, miss Xiao Long, it looks like it weren't quite yer time yet. Ya'll will get yerself sent back ta the world o' the livin', and will be welcomed home to Paradise when it's finally time fer ya ta kick the proverbial bucket. But 'cha can't just go back without gettin' a little power boost ta help ya fight against that Cinder woman and her followers!"

"Hey! How did you know about what happened?!" Yang asked. "Have you been spying on me?!"

"Now don't be stupid! Ah ain't no stinkin' perv! Ah just read yer mind 'afore performin' mah Judgement Stab. But more importantly, Ah know of a way fer ya ta gain the power you'll need ta take down yer enemies and the true head honcho o' that there bloody cult!"

Black Impact reached out to the stump on Yang's arm and began to send some of his Spiritual Energy to her. Yang was confused until half of her sleeve ripped off to reveal that her arm was regenerating! She looked on in shock and tested her new arm to see if it was real. And sure enough, it was like she never lost her arm at all.

"There we go! Can't have ya goin' ta a new world with only one arm, now can we?"

"New world? What do you mean?" Yang asked. "And what's with the accent? I thought that a reaper was supposed to be all dark and gloomy."

Black Impact chuckled at the girl's naivety.

"That's so stereotype. Ya see, the Sotaicho of the original Shinigami Corps. had deemed me and several other Shinigami 'defective', leavin' us on the proverbial shelf until, well… He gone plum run outta options. Mah 'defect', as he called it, was that he could not quite tolerate mah dosey tones. Mah choice in vernacular. And mah particular method of articulation."

"Also, you talk funny. Now, what's this about a new world?" Yang asked again.

Black Impact smirked and swing down his Zanpakuto, creating a portal where Yang saw people fighting against each other with these strange cards. And the monsters, spells and traps of the cards all came to life somehow!

"Ya see, you need ta gain power if ya hope ta stand a chance against Cinder and her recently obtained power of the Fall Maiden. So A'hm sendin' ya ta a world where many a dark dispute is solved through a powerful card game called Duel Monsters. Yer job then will be ta register fer a tournament called Battle City and collect six Locator Cards ta make it ta the finals! Now, Ah don't really expect ya ta win the whole tournament, but Ah want ya ta grow stronger as a duelist AND as a person through this tournament! And ya can't play Duel Monsters without a deck!"

With the wave of his hand, Black Impact materialized a deck of cards into Yang's outstretched hands. She could instantly feel some kind of connection with the cards in this deck. Almost like the deck was a part of her.

"That there deck once belonged to a man named Arkana. A Rare Hunter working for a man called Marik, who infiltrated the Battle City tournament ta try an' defeat Yugi an' take his Dark Magician card. On account a' the Dark Magician bein' the original partner of the very same Pharaoh who wielded a magical golden pendant called the Millennium Puzzle. But Ah've fixed up that deck o' his and changed it up a bit after Yugi successfully defeated Arkana in a duel. Now, Ah think Ah've wasted enough o' yer time. Go on through that portal, and go to the nearest game shop. Ah've taken the liberty o' havin' ya registered in the tournament as a late entry, so ya got five days left ta git all six Locator Cards before the finals take place! Good bye and good luck, Yang Xiao Long!"

With that, Black Impact vanished in a flash of light, leaving Yang alone with the portal and her new deck. She could hardly believe this was happening, but wasn't about to look a gift in the horse's mouth. She gathered her courage and stepped through the portal to a new battle that would surely be one of her most challenging ones yet.

*To Be Continued…*

*Black Impact: One of my many FanFiction aliases. Check my bio, and you'll see. This is partially a self insert fic.*

Okay, there's the first chapter of the story. If you guys can send in ideas for a new outfit for Yang, that would be most appreciated. Also, know that this story will be broken into a total of four books. One for Yang, one for Jaune, one for Weiss and one that features an epic final battle. Until next time, I'll see you guys in the next chapter! Whatever it may be!