Yeah a new story. But it won't shut up and has been going pretty strong.

I also wanted to see how many people who like the idea.

Anyway. Warning! AU, possible OOCness, self made cards, character death (War. Come on, did you think everyone was going to live?), maybe? bashing I am not sure. Just pointing out flaws and showing another view on things.

I hope you enjoy!

The XYZ Native Who Uses Fusion

(Chapter 1)

The Downfall of Heartland

It was a beautiful day with the sky lightly cloudy and the sun causing shadows to dance under the trees. No one could ever guess what was to happen that afternoon at 14:30.

Yuuma could never forget that time, nor the date. June 6, 2173 at exactly 14:30 he was laughing as his latest duel with Tetsuo ended in a draw before the sound of an echoing boom caused everyone at the Duel Lodge to go outside and see what happened. Once outside a horrifying sight was to be seen.

Heartland was on fire. The great tower falling as a swirling blue vortex was pouring out forms near the docks.

Yuuma didn't even think before he was running down the stairs his friends calling out before following. Something horrible was happening and his sister and grandmother were down there.

Once all six students of the Duel Lodge reached the city of lights and hope they could only stare for a moment as they watched teenagers not that older than them went around and attacked innocents with duel disks. Flashes of light and people disappearing in sparkles and leaving only the faint endings of screams.

There wasn't much thought as the six teens equipped their duel gear and quickly moved into the fray. Takashi and Tokunnosuke teamed up when they reached the corner of Main and Dreams. The two of them holding off the Invaders as Tetsuo, Cathy, Kotori, and Yuuma forced themselves onward to find their loved ones.

The two were never seen again. Though many Invaders were found unconscious or even dead around the area they were in. The two did not go down without a fight and taking a good number with them.

Tetsuo was next to leave the group. The Machine user broke off at the middle of Dreams near the computer store to fight off the insistent Invaders and saved many civilians. Cathy had ran back to join him once she saw that Kotori would look after Yuuma. She took down many invaders herself before being defeated.

The Tsukumo household was still intact however the journey back to the Duel Lodge was not easy. Buildings had fallen blocking roads and normal paths. Then there was the next wave of Invaders which had to be fought through.

Gran-gran showed how much of a pro-duelist she was even in her old age, while Akari showed how effective using hand to hand combat was against the Invaders. Yuuma and Kotori teamed up and showed how much they had learned under Master Rokujuro in the Duel Lodge.

They had to hole up in one of the fallen buildings with a few other residents of Heartland, who survived the first and second waves, for the night. The next day they found Tetsuo and began traveling once more to the Duel Lodge.

Up and down. Around fallen buildings and under some of them. Avoiding Invaders if possible, fighting them if not.

They ran into Master Rokujuro at the foot of the stairs. However it wasn't a pleasant reunion, a group of blue uniformed Invaders had surrounded them quickly and everyone had to duel.

Besides the Invaders the people who were lost were Tetsuo, Gran-gran, and Master Rokujuro.

The Duel Lodge was silent that night. Yuuma took to placing warding stones around the perimeter before hunkering down before the wooden statue of Hope Incarnate in the dojo. Kotori took to the kitchen and had brought forth food when Yuuma and Akari did not come for dinner.

The Tsukumo siblings where being careful that the other was in their sight. Akari's ring shining in the soft lighting of the main room, while Yuuma's corresponding pendent did the same.

Kotori couldn't help but feel a little odd as the room ended up having a heavier atmosphere after everyone was done eating.

The red haired woman stared at the flames for a bit before standing and pulling something out of her jacket pocket. Walking around the pit, she stood beside her younger brother.

Pink eyes looked up and widened at the sight of the card being presented to him.

"Kari?"

He looked up at his sister. The woman merely had a firm look in her face.

"I know that with Hope and Revenge that you have a good line of defense. However."

Purple eyes looked down at the white colored card.

"I would feel a lot better knowing my Unity Dragon was by your side."

Yuuma stared up at the woman before hesitantly taking the card. Looking over the image of an eastern dragon silver lined white scales and eyes of clear blue, he reached out to his deck-box to remove two cards. A black colored card with a warrior with four white wings and a green gem in its chest on it, and a purple colored card with a black scaled dragon with eight spikes around its head and a mouth full of sharp teeth imprinted on it, were lined up beside the white colored card.

Akari sat down behind her brother before pulling him into her lap. Burying her face into his hair she let the feeling of her only remaining relative remind her of what was happening.

Heartland had fallen. Her parents had vanished years ago. Only for a foreigner with wild ideas and knowledge of summoning methods never heard before to come shortly after. Yusho Sakaki, a man with a getup of an entertainer. At first people thought he was a traveling act, then he surprised everyone by building a dueling school.

Gran-gran was just suspicious of the man as she was. Though the woman learned the new summoning methods and taught them to Yuuma and his friends along with her old friend Rokujuro. It was after Akari broke down and learn Synchro Summoning that her parents made contact with them.

A pendent for Yuuma and a ring for Akari. Both items bearing resemblance to the Polymerization spell card's art work. The note which came with the items spoke of different dimensions and of people who have been traveling around them. But have been leaving destruction behind them, instead of creative production.

Yusho was one of these people. Akari was certain of that once she read the note. While people would say that he left something creative behind, a very prestigious dueling school, the reporter could see what those people did not.

Destruction under a facade. Sure You Show Duel School taught much, but it was a pit of corruption and promoted bitter rivalries. It was also a way to hide a cult.

Oh she knew all about Eago. There was a reason she permitted Yuuma to join the Duel Lodge. Something was coming and he would need to know how to duel. But there was no way he was getting any of that corrupted nonsense into his head. She had seen what it did to people. Only forcing them to make people smile. To never cry, to never be angry. Only hurt was under every action preformed.

It didn't help that when the school started the students were practically worshiping the ground the foreigner walked on. Akari didn't trust the man and now she had proof that she shouldn't.

So soon after he left, just three months, Heartland was attacked. People killed without a second thought. While she couldn't say he was the reason for the attack, she couldn't over look the timing. Three was a powerful number, and seeing how much the man was into magic she wouldn't put it past him.

Especially seeing the day the Invaders came was one of the few the moon could be seen during the day. It also happened to be full.

Seeing how many connections he had to magic spells and disaster, she had done well looking into his very limited past. All she found only made her convection stronger. Why would a stage magician wannabe have such a history for looking up dimensional travel spells for both single and multiple people if he wasn't planing an invasion?

She couldn't blame the school he made. No they were just victims in a madman's plans.

Now, she knew that the You Show Duel School would group together to fight back, and that many of them will fall. Mainly because they were too prideful to accept help from anyone outside their little school. People would be only too happy to hide behind the strong duelists from such a prestigious institution. Not even thinking that they could stand up and fight as well.

Yuuma and Kotori would step up to the You Show students and offer to help only to be laughed at before pushed over to the large group of refugees showing their cowardice in the corner.

Yuuma, her dear headstrong brother, would be angry and go out and prove that he was no longer the amateur duelist who lost twenty times in a row. But seeing how prideful the group was they wouldn't accept what was before them, only bringing more anger to bubble under her brother's skin.

Hopefully Kotori would talk Yuuma out of helping them and the two of them would leave to start a resistance with people who realized that there was more than one way to skin a cat.

Purple eyes lifted up from red and black locks in order to look at the flickering flames in the pit.

Akari Tsukumo could only hope that was will happen should she die.

XYZaF

It was June 9th when Akari was killed. Yuuma merely laughed at the Invaders who tried to correct him. Turning someone into a card was no better than killing them.

They couldn't say much in return as the remaining Tsukumo kicked the males' private bits back into their bodies and broke the ribs of the females. None of them remained long, seeing he got them all into a duel and swiped the floor with them alongside his dear Hope Incarnate. So much for Fusion being oh so much better than XYZ Trash.

He was angry. But he would not act on it just yet, there was more important things to do than get vengeance. There were many people who needed food, water, shelter, and hope. He was going to run around with Kotori in order to give what they could. The Resistance didn't bother with much of the small things as they were busy with forcing away the Invaders. Thus the remaining Number Club members would step up and handle things in their stead.

So many people were without anything. Even hope which was the last thing to die. But there was some hope to be rekindled. In the old woman who lost her entire family, who ended up setting up the kitchen in the refugee camp. In the children who clung to their last possessions, who smiled and laughed quietly at Yuuma's stories. In the young men who didn't know how to duel, who now keep a look out on the perimeter with makeshift weapons in hand. In the young women who cowered under the rubble, who picked up that same rubble to build walls around the camp.

The people of Heartland may be scared but they were still from Heartland. Thus they would stand and fight before spitting in the face of their killer. They would not go down without a show of defiance.

The old Duel Arena was proving to be an good place to set the camp. With a few adjustments the Dueling System was up and running under a secure program. One which Akari had created a while back for the Duel Lodge. It was more than able to compete with the Invaders' portable system. In fact a small adjustment was made so that if any Invader tried using their system while on Arena grounds or the surrounding area, it would fry the circuits within the disks.

There were a few people gave worried glances to Yuuma's pendent. It was the symbol of the card which was being used to slaughter many of their loved ones. But they looked at his sorrow filled eyes and the clutched deck-box and saw that he was just another Heartland resident to lost as much as they.

It did help that Yuuma took on himself to provide duel gear and makeshift decks to anyone who wanted one. With any cards he could find which could work together: Fusion, Synchro, XYZ, Normal, Effect, Tuners, Ritual, Spells, Traps. Anything was grabbed and put together to make the decks. Kotori had also started to help with teaching people on how to duel and work the decks. Mainly seeing Yuuma always thought outside the box and most people didn't know how to play in such an area. So the Fairy user stepped up to explain what she could.

It wasn't perfect, but the refugees of Heartland soon got the basics of the game. Enough to distract the opponent before they met a weapon of some sort from behind. The gamers in the camp winced at the idea, but took it in good grace. This was war. There was no real time to be proper with rules when your life was truly on the line. There were many people who dug out scrap metal to make shoddy blades or other weapons. Then someone would try to help whoever wanted to wield them how to use them.

The Resistance was a passing thought for most of Heartland's refugees. They had the means to protect themselves now. It was poor. It was shoddy. It was barbaric. But it worked and a few Invaders had already fallen to the makeshift weapons. There were two trained duelists who went out and brought back supplies and survivors. There was music and food. Water and walls which helped defend those within.

So when the Resistance came knocking at the door asking for medical attention for one of their comrades, they were met with raised eyebrows. The men at the entrance were hesitant to let them in. Only those with a password were allowed to enter the Camp. But these were obliviously Resistance members.

"Hope laughs away pain."

The man on the right looked up with wide eyes as the words were spoken. Behind the Resistance members was a cloaked person. Smiling the man nodded and let the person and the members in.

Said Resistance members looked at the person with suspicion.

"That is the password for Resistance members. I recommend you pass the word. The Camp has need of the passwords so we can spot Invaders trying to sneak in."

The long purple haired girl nodded as she helped her comrade into the camp.

And yes I used D-day as the day Duel Academy attacked Heartland. Thought it would be a nice touch.

Yes the Resistance isn't the best here. They are needed, but they are not the main reason Heartland still stands. So I am a lover of Heartland, what of it?

Up next! Resistance and Yuuma, Camp workings, Kotori point of view, and a tragedy!

So Forward!