A/n: Okay, so here I am with the brand, spanking new revised new chapter. HOORAY. I decided to bring all my chapters up-to-par, since I wrote a lot of this while I was still in high school (the story started when I was a freshman. How measly my writing skills were back then.)

This is just a crossover story for those who care. Ya know. Because I'm awesome like that…Right. On with the revising!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. At all. So don't ask.

Chapter 1: And so it begins…

On the streets of a random city….

"Well, that sucked." Yusuke said, wiping the sweat of his brow.

"That would have gone more smoothly if that idiot over there hadn't gotten in the way." Hiei huffed, clearly annoyed at everything around him.

"Hey, who are you referring to, half-pint?" Kuwabara turned around, waving his fist in Hiei's face; the little demon was clearly not amused.

"Who do you think?" Hiei asked bluntly, since the answer was obvious.

"I'm not even going to attempt this time around." Kurama stood off to the side. He shrugged his shoulders and placed his hands in his pockets, tuning out the arguing of his teammates.

"Whatever." Yusuke pulled out a communicator. "I'm going to call Koenma and give him the update."

"Yes." Kurama said off-handedly. He blindly watched his teammates' antics with little interest. It was not fun to be interrupted on a day off with a dire mission to eliminate stray demons, after all. Even Kurama in all his seemingly endless patience was a little off-put by it. Besides, his place as voice of reason wasn't enough to keep Hiei and Kuwabara from biting each other's heads off about trivial matters. Letting out a deep sigh, the young man leaned against a wall, fully tuning out what was going on at that point.

Something just feels off. And I can't place my finger on what it is, but something is definitely going to happen. Kurama thought to himself, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he did so. Kurama's intuition was never wrong-everything he usually sensed was spot-on. That was why he was the brains of the party, after all.

His thoughts remained fast until something caught his eye from an alleyway. Turning around completely to see what it was, Kurama found himself staring at a glowing, green orb. Suddenly, he felt numbness wash over his mind. Without any logical reason, Kurama went forward towards the orb, as if something was calling him to it. Why am I…? Kurama's thoughts trailed off as he approached glowing object.

"Kurama?" Yusuke turned, shutting his communicator. Hiei and Kuwabara paused in their fighting, turning to see what was wrong with their companion. Kurama seemed to be unaware of their presence.

Kurama merely stared down at the green orb, his eyes glazed over. Another long second passed before he reached out and placed his hand on the orb, causing a massive eruption of green light. In the midst of it all, Kurama felt a heavenly voice, beautiful like a perfectly-tuned bell, call to him in his head.

Heed my call, young warrior! Your destiny is now! Come now, my will demands it, your fate is so!

The storm of emerald light ended, and there was nothing left- just an empty spot where Kurama once stood.

On a city street…

"That was great!" Joey stretched his arms out, a look of excitement on his face.

"Yeah, it was great until you lost." Tristan mocked, looking off to the side.

"Hey, don't rain on my parade." Joey glared at his companion.

"Don't worry about it, Joey." Yugi said kindly. "You did well, regardless."

"Thanks for being nice, Yugi." Joey huffed. "At least someone is being cool still."

"Take a joke, Joey!" Tea chirped in a sing-song voice.

"Whatever." Joey, clearly put off by being reminded of his failure.

Walking along the sidewalks, Joey just tuned the conversation in and out. The tournament had played out exactly as it normally did- Yugi was victorious and he had failed. Sure, Joey won sometimes, but since everything had settled down in his life, he had lost his dueling touch. Regardless, the young man still loved his friend, even if he did beat him every single time. He just hated to be reminded of his place as second fiddle every time it happened.

Hm? What's that thing over there? Joey stopped in his tracks, distracted by something. His companions had stopped too, Tristan looking a little annoyed at their sudden halt. Joey, ignoring that, turned his head fully to see what had caught his eye- a glowing red orb hidden in an alley. An orb? What the hell is an orb doing here? It's glowing… Joey felt numb all of a sudden. He wanted to go touch the strange orb, regardless of the dangers that might come with it. He felt his feet moving, his breathing slow down as he approached the beautiful orb.

"Joey! Don't be so impulsive!" Tea scolded. "You don't know what that thing is!"

"Joey, be careful!" Yugi reached a hand out.

Joey was oblivious to anything they were saying. He made no response to their pleas as he stopped in front of it, his eyes clearly clouded over as if he were being controlled. He lifted his hand, somewhat hesitantly, before placing it on top of the orb, causing a whirlwind of red light to surround him, blinding his companions. A voice called to him in his head, an indescribably beautiful voice.

Come, young warrior! Your time is now! Face your destiny, it is commanded!

The light cleared, leaving no Joey behind when it cleared, just a group of shocked, confusing companions.

In a forest….

"Sometimes I wonder why I go to all this trouble when it's so complicated." Katara said, securing her hair in its elaborate braid. It was still a bit damp from her bath, but river water did it little justice. But she took what she could have without complaint. It had been a long few days, and she was pleased to have some time to herself, away from her other companions. Besides, she felt this urge to be alone-maybe something would happen!

"Wishful thinking, I'm sure." Katara said off-handedly as she sat up from her rock, gathering up her bathing supplies. "What exciting adventure awaits us today?" The young girl started to walk away from the river, but stopped. She was oddly unmotivated today, which was weird for Katara. She was the mother of her group- the one who drove everyone else and got everything taken care of.

Maybe I'm just a bit burnt out? I mean, it's been a long journey so far. Everyone gets tired eventually, right? Katara reassured herself. Of course, she was pushing back the annoying feeling that something was wrong. Now maybe I'm just getting a bit paranoid? She let out a deep sigh, letting the tired air escape her lips as she looked on at the river, not moving any further, devoid of any motivation to do so.

What is that? Katara stopped, something distracting her already meager attention. Taking a few steps forward, she found herself staring at a glowing blue orb. It was floating above the ground, which was odd enough, but what was such a thing doing in the forest of all places? Feeling herself go numb, Katara could only listen as the items in her hand clattered to the ground gracelessly, forgotten. She took a few more small steps, staring into the bright, sapphire blue before lifting her hand and gently placing it on the orb. Blue light erupted from the small orb and began to swirl violently around Katara, surrounding her. A heavenly voice sang in her head, like a whisper.

Answer your calling! The time to meet your destiny is now! Come!

The violent light cleared up, leaving only a pile of forgotten items in its wake.

In a room somewhere…

"And so here goes the next big question- what now?" Kaori turned in the twirling office chair, facing her friend, who was mindlessly flipping through the pages of a book on her bed.

"We ask this question a lot, but it's not as if we ever find an answer to it." Aya said dryly, flipping another page. "What do you want to do now? We have all day."

"I don't know." Kaori shrugged her shoulders, staring off for a moment. "For some reason, an idea isn't coming."

"Weird. You're the idea person. I just follow." Aya responded, looking up at her friend.

"I know, right?" Kaori chimed. "But seriously. I've felt anxious all day. It's annoying."

"I hate the feeling of anxiousness." Aya sighed. "But odd. I've felt the same way."

"Maybe it's nothing." Kaori reassured herself. "But…"

"Maybe it's not." Aya turned, shutting the book. "With our luck, this anxiousness is a sign of impending doom. For all we know, a flaming car could come crashing through my living room. It would happen."

"I don't want that to happen!" Kaori squeaked. "What about your kitties?"

"Of course, the cats come first." Aya rolled her eyes before stopping, staring at something.

"What?" Kaori turned to see what had caught her friend off guard, only to be surprised when she saw a couple of glowing orbs in the hallway. Kaori got up. That's weird… Kaori thought to herself as she stared curiously. One orb was purple while the other one was yellow.

"Why are there glowing orbs in my hallway?" Aya jumped up from the bed, but turned to see Kaori with clouded eyes, slowly walking towards the purple orb. Reaching out a hand in pure instinct to stop her, Aya found her efforts futile. Kaori took one more step before placing her hand on the purple orb, causing a storm of violet light to erupt. Papers flew off of the desk and Aya covered her face, blocking her eyes.

Kaori just stared at the orb, listening as a beautiful voice sang in her head.

The time for you to awaken is now! Come and answer the call of your destiny! I will it to be!

Aya fell to her knees from the shock of the storm of light, and looked up, slightly thankful that it was over. She jumped up immediately, ignoring the mess of paper and pencils littering her floor.

"Kaori?" Aya looked around the hallway, but her friend was nowhere to be found. All that was left in the hallways was the yellow orb. "Why did she touch that thing? But…" Aya stared, cocking her head in confusion. She felt some sort of numbness wash over her body, and her eyes became intently focused on the orb. Lifting her hand, half hesitantly, it stayed a few inches above the orb before she too placed it on the orb, causing the same storm to erupt, but with golden yellow light. She heard the crashes of her chair falling to the floor and the rustling of papers and books as they flew around her room.

All of that was drowned out when she heard a voice in her head.

Come now, young one! Answer your destiny! I command it to be so!

The storm died down, but all that was left of the two girls was a mess of papers, pencils and a broken chair.

A/n: Okay, so now that this is revised, I can now read over my story occasionally without puking at my meager freshman writing skills. I'm so happy. Also, I feel the opening flows together better than it did before. Hopefully, this is easier to understand. This is gradual process, but soon all of the chapters will be revised to match up with the writing style of the sequel. Hooray!

Review, please!