Hi, I'm back! This was "The Kaiser and the Lamb", but I have taken it down, reformatted it and even given it a whole new title. When I first posted this, I was still inexperienced and quickly lost interest as I got better. So now I've decided to redo this story.

If you flame, I will simply ignore it. Flames are wrong. If you want, give me some pointers. AKA constructive criticism. Far too many times, all I see are a bunch of flames that only show that the flamer needs to go change their tampon. I'd rather not go through the whole "some-dumbass-flames-and-I-have-to-remind-them-about-the-AN-at-the-start-of-the-story" routine. It's stupid, it's boring, and it's a complete waste of my time. Remember, if you can't say anything nice, then don't review my story.

That said, this is more than likely going to end up being somewhat to totally AU. I am a freshman with dial-up. There is no such thing as high-speed where I live and I have absolutely no way of driving to 150 some-odd miles needed to reach a place with high speed. I also have not seen very many Season 1 episodes, and missed several of Season 2. So don't flame me about the chronological order, as I will ignore you and move on with my life.

One final note, this is a story with several OCs in it, and there will be canonOC romance. Also, this story contains religious themes and possibly darker themes (i.e. character death, insanity, suicide, etc.) later on in the series. This is not intended to be a happy story filled with rainbows and butterflies and unicorns, nor is it intended to be a dark story filled with death and drugs and abuse. Everything in this story will be as realistic as I can get it. Don't expect a happy ending, cause I don't really believe in those, but don't expect a dark ending, either. The ending only depends on the mood I get the story into.

Disclaimer: I, MissingExodus, claim no ownership of Yu-Gi-OH! GX or anything associated with it. Nor do I claim ownership over any products mentioned or songs featured here. The only thing I do claim ownership of are any characters you don't recognize unless I say anything different. Thank you and enjoy the story.

"The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me…"

The voice of Pastor McCarthy faded away as Rachel stared at the two local men who closed the coffin lid shut and lowered down into the cold earth. She watched as they then filled in the grave. Pastor McCarthy recited a few more prayers and then the service was over. The people filed out of Mound Prairie Cemetery, soon leaving only the Munson family.

Rachel walked up to the gravestone and read it carefully until she had it memorized.

Alexia Roth Munson

December 20, 1985-June 10, 2016

A loving mother, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and wife

Her memory shall never be forgotten

She ran her fingertips over the new, polished red marble headstone. The words were meant to be comforting, but they sounded mechanic; as if spoken by someone who only pitied the family.

Rachel shivered slightly as the late autumn wind blew her jet-black hair around her head and nipping at her exposed flesh. She zipped up her puffy, lavender-colored winter jacket and looked around. The sunset was almost over, and the skies where fading to the nighttime blue-black that was her favorite color. Shadows swept over the land, transforming it into something that Rachel found both beautiful and horrifying at the same time.

"Rae?"

The aforementioned girl turned around to see Kyle Thompson, a good friend of hers, looking at her with a worried expression. Rachel smiled at him; the worried expression on Kyle's face deepened, telling Rachel that it a sad, knowing smile. The kind she usually gave when tragedies occurred.

"Yeah, Kyle?"

"Your uncle and cousins went back home already. It was too painful for Mr. Munson to stay. You know, seeing as he just lost his wife and all."

Rachel nodded; her uncle was always the strong one, but Rachel was the one who kept him strong when her aunt wasn't there.

"He asked me to give you a ride home. You ready to go?"

"Sure, thanks Kyle. Lets go."

The next morning, Rachel woke up and groaned as she looked at her alarm clock. It was 9:45 in the morning. With a groan, Rachel hoisted herself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She found that she had bags under her eyes and, after a quick shower and getting dressed (today she was wearing a nice yellow dress that was somewhat form-fitting and a short blue cotton jacket.), applied make-up to lessen its appearance.

"Rachy?"

Rachel turned around to see her 4-year-old little cousin Elizabeth (although everyone called her Bethy) standing in the doorway in her nightgown, holding her stuffed octopus that she's had since she was two, and rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah, Bethy? What's wrong?"

"I had a bad dweam."

"Oh, don't you worry about sweetie. Come here."

Bethy walked over to her 14-year-old cousin. Rachel picked up the little girl and positioned her so Bethy was sitting sideways on her hip.

"Now, do you want to tell me about it?"

Bethy shook her head, "I don't remember anything about it."

"That's okay, honey. It'll be all right. I have bad dreams too and I can't remember anything about them when I wake up."

"Daddy says you used to have very bad dreams. He said you'd wake up screaming and you wouldn't know what you're screaming about."

Rachel smiled and nodded, "That's right. But I talked to someone I trusted and was able to stop having them. Don't worry, Bethy. Bad dreams are normal."

Rachel set Bethy down as they entered the kitchen. She walked over and kissed her uncle and went to get some cereal.

"Morning, Uncle Rick!"

"Morning, Rachel. How are you?"

"Great. We're just about to move into a foreign country! I'm really excited."

Rachel conveniently "forgot" to mention that her old nightmares were starting to make a comeback.

As the family boarded the plane a few hours later, Rachel pulled out her cell phone and spoke with her grandmother.

"Well, granddaughter, I will look up on the return of your nightmares. Write down any little bit you remember."

"Okay, Grams. I will."

"That is 'grandmother' to you, young lady."

"Oh, sorry, grandmother."

"I certainly hope so. I also hope that your manners have improved the next we speak. I will speak to you when I have discovered exactly why these nightmares plague you once more. Let us just pray that I am not too late."

"Thank-you, grandmother. I will await that call."

Rachel folded up her cell and put it in her backpack pocket as she rolled her eyes. Her grandmother was always so weird. Unfortunately, the promised call would come too late; one year too late.

The next day, Rachel found herself outside exploring her new home. Really, Domino City wasn't that a bad of place once you got the hang of it. All you had to do was get the fact that you weren't in America anymore. Rachel was silently thanking God that she knew Japanese thanks to an exchange-student friend of hers.

It was getting to be about time for her to get home, so Rachel decided to hurry as fast as she could. About half-way home, Rachel ran into someone also run at top-speed.

"Oof!"

"Hey, watch it!"

The two looked at each other and time froze.

It was a boy. He had messy brown hair and matching eyes that reminded her of hot chocolate. The boy wore a pair of blue jeans and on a black shirt with a gray jacket over it. He stood up and offered to help her up.

"Hey, sorry about that. I should've watched where I was going. I'm Mitsu, by the way. Mitsu Roku. "

"I'm Roth Rachel."

"American, huh?"

"Yeah."

"You know someone by the name of Forster Danielle?"

"Dani? Of course I know her! We were best friends before she moved to Canada due to her dad's promotion."

"She's in my class. Said she moved from Greece."

"Well, her family did move around a lot…"

Roku looked at his watch. "Oh, man! I've got'a be home in 3 minutes and my house is 10 minutes from here!"

"Then you'd better get going."

"See you tomorrow?"

"I think so, but it's Saturday…oh, that's right. Half day. Yeah, I guess I see you tomorrow."

"All right then. See you tomorrow, Somers-chan!"

Rachel simply nodded and resumed heading home.

The next day, Rachel was introduced into Roku and Dani's homeroom.

Up in the heavens, Destiny screamed and Fate smiled.