I hope you guys enjoy this particular story, because I had a heck of a time thinking of a good story plot for this one!

***I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh GX, or The Lion King!***

"Elemental HERO Neos!" = Normal Speech

"Neo Spacian Flare Scarab!" = Thinking

"Neo Spacian Aqua Dolphin!" = Yelling

"Neo Spacian Air Hummingbird" = Mufasa Speaking

(Elemental HERO Flare Neos!) = Card Stats/ Life Points Remaining

Reincarnation of a Neglected Lion

On the border of the Outlands, Simba was running from Zira and her pride of Outlander lions. Well, more like one male lion and a bunch of lionesses, but that's beside the point. The point is, he needed to get away. And he may have just found his escape route.

Simba began to run up a dam of fallen logs that had formed in the gorge, forcing Zira and her followers to stop in their tracks. Her other son, Kovu, was standing on a cliff. The healthier male lion was trying to find a way to help the king of the Pridelands, but wasn't having much luck.

"NOW'S YOUR CHANCE, KOVU! GET HIM!" Zira commanded.

"I'LL DO IT!" declared a scrawny lion with an underdeveloped black mane named Nuka. "I'LL GET HIM! FOR YOU, MOTHER!"

Nuka began to rapidly climb the dam as he chased after Simba, laughing like a mad-lion. However, he slipped on a loose log, giving Simba a bit more time to gain some distance. But he recovered quickly, and was gaining on the much bigger lion.

"MOTHER, ARE YOU WATCHING?" Nuka asked. "I'm doing it for you, and I'm doing it for me!"

As Simba struggled to climb up a higher log, Nuka caught up and sunk his claws into one of his hind legs, making the older lion wince and growl in pain. Something that Nuka took great pride in.

"This is my moment of glory!" Nuka silently declared.

At first, it seemed like Nuka was really going to kill Simba. That he was going to bring honor, glory, and most of all, victory, to the Outlanders

But that's when it all went bad.

One of the longs that supported his foot snapped in half, causing the other log that supported his body to roll backwards.

"Oh no!" he cried.

He slipped under the log but it stopped on top of Nuka, pinning him beneath it.

"NO!" Zira cried.

Nuka tried to free himself, but as he looked up, another log rolled his way. All Nuka could do was duck as the log landed on top of him, followed by several more. As the dust cleared from the pile, we see that Simba had managed to escape relatively unharmed. With the conflict mostly over, Kovu raced to the pile. He tried to dig his brother out, but Zira shoved him out of the way. The elder lioness began to frantically move logs and broken wood out of the way, desperately searching for her son. She lifted another log, and found him.

Nuka broke into a small coughing fit as he struggled to breathe, but he knew his time was short. Something that a sorrowful Zira could see as clear as day.

"Nuka…"

Coughing a few more times, the male lion weakly opened his eyes and rasped out his last words.

"Forgive me, mother… I tried…"

Zira just shushed her son, putting a paw under his chin in a motherly fashion. She silently hoped that this was just a bad dream, but as Nuka closed his eyes and ceased breathing, she knew only one thing.

Nuka, her firstborn son, had died.

She slowly removed her paw from under his chin, and struggled to hold back her tears. Her daughter came up, and gasped at the sight of her brother.

"Nuka…!" gasped a mournful Vitani

As Zira began to mourn, her daughter tried her best to comfort her.

"Scar, watch over our Nuka from up there." Zira prayed.

What she failed to realize was that her prayers would be answered another way.

***In Limbo…***

When Nuka opened his eyes, he expected to see the burning gates of the UnderWorld. He was by no means a fool. He knew that he had sinned much in life, and was going straight to where the tyrants of the past go when they die. Oh well, at least he'd have a chance to see his father again and give him a piece of his mind.

But instead of seeing the black, burning pits of hell, he was in a place where there was nothing but white space as far as the eye can see.

"Where? Where am I?" Nuka asked himself. "This isn't the dark place."

"No, it isn't, Nuka."

The son of Scar looked behind himself and gasped in shock.

Standing there was a huge lion with golden fur and a red mane that was almost identical to Simba's, but there were key differences between this guy and Simba. For one thing, his fur and mane were a darker shade than those of Simba, and his voice was also much deeper and more masculine. And yet, from what Nuka heard, his voice was also laced with kindness.

This lead Nuka to one possible conclusion.

"What the…? Are you…?"

"Yes, Nuka. I am your uncle." the lion replied with a kind smile.

"Mufasa…!" gasped Nuka. "But if you're here, then does that mean…"

"I'm sorry, my nephew, but I'm afraid that we are not where the great kings of the past go when they die." replied a regretful Mufasa. "We are in a plane of existence known as Limbo; the place between life and death."

Nuka looked down in shame upon hearing this. It would seem as though he wasn't wanted in either afterlife. Seeing his nephew's downcast look, Mufasa decided to cut to the chase as to why he was here.

"Do not despair, my nephew. You are not meant to wander aimlessly through Limbo for all eternity. You are merely being prepared to embark on a great journey, Nuka. The journey known as rebirth." Mufasa explained.

This made Nuka look up in shock.

"Rebirth? What do you mean?" Nuka asked.

Mufasa chuckled a bit upon hearing this response. It was only natural that Nuka would be confused. He was too when he first heard the concept of rebirth.

"What I mean, Nuka, is that you were selected to be reborn upon your death. The great kings of the past decided that you would be reborn into a human infant with no memory of your past life. You would then be adopted by a pair of humans whose child was stillborn, and raised with all of the love and care that Zira and Scar never gave you." Mufasa explained.

Nuka stood there in shocked surprise. He was going to get a second chance at life, albeit not as a lion, but still, he'd live again! Not only that, but he would be loved by this new family instead of scorned and forgotten.

Things suddenly began to get darker as Nuka felt a pull on his being. His fear only intensified as he saw his uncle Mufasa slowly disappearing from view. But a reassuring look from the older lion calmed him down some.

"Don't be afraid, Nuka. Trust your instincts. Your spirit companions will be there for you when you need them. And so will I. Until the Pridelands end."

And soon after that… everything. Went. Black.

***Nightfall: Domino City…***

In a modest home, Anna Yuki and her husband, Roy Yuki were mourning the loss of their only child. A child who didn't even have the chance to experience life. Anna was crying her eyes out as she thought about everything she'd never get to experience since her son died. His first steps, his first words, all the things she'd never get to experience since her baby boy died immediately after he left the womb.

Roy had his arms wrapped around his distraught wife, doing his best to comfort her. But he was also shedding tears of his own. And who can blame him? His own son died before he even had a chance to live!

"Jaden… my baby boy… why did you have to die!?" Anna sobbed. "It's not fair! IT'S JUST NOT FAIR!"

"I know it's not, honey. But we just have to remember that Jaden's in a better place now. He's free from the horrible things that happen in this world. We just need to remember that, and honor his memory." Roy said.

Anna sniffled as she attempted to dry her tears. That's when something caught the mourning couple's attention.

A ball of light was descending down into Anna's lap. The woman was shocked by this, but she instinctively used her arms to provide ample support to it.

"Wha… what is this…?" Anna asked to no one in particular.

Suddenly, the light began to die down and reveal something that shocked both parents to their core. It was a newborn baby boy! He had dark skin like someone who lived in Africa, a tuft of scraggly black hair on his head, and he was swaddled in an auburn colored blanket.

At first, panic began to overtake the couple as they thought that the child might be dead. But they both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard a light snoring coming from the small child. But this still led to one question that formed in the minds of both parents.

Where did he come from?

"This doesn't make any sense." Roy said. "Babies don't just come out of nowhere. There HAS to be a logical explanation for this!"

But Anna wasn't really listening. She was too busy staring at the little bundle of joy currently held in her arms. True, her son Jaden can never be replaced, but Anna could already feel a strong connection with this little guy. A connection that only a mother and her child could ever have.

"But how could this happen? I haven't known this child for so much as five minutes, and yet…"

Anna was broken from her thoughts when the baby in her arms yawned and opened his eyes. She gasped as she saw that they were as red as the purest rubies. The little boy smiled and snuggled up to her before falling back asleep.

Anna smiled at this action, and felt as though this child really did belong with her. She kissed the child on the forehead, and made her decision right there.

"Roy," she said to her husband.

"Hm?" he inquired.

"Let's adopt this baby."

Roy looked at his wife in shock and surprise.

"What? Not that i don't want the little guy to grow up with love and affection, but why?" Roy asked.

"Call me crazy, but I feel like we were given this little one for a reason. Plus, I can feel a connection to the little guy. I want to raise him, and give him all of the love that we couldn't give to Jaden…"

Anna started to cry by the end of her explanation, but managed to stay strong for the little one in her arms. Roy wrapped an arm around her, and stroked the little boy's cheek with his finger.

"I understand. If you want to make this boy our child, then by gosh and golly, we'll raise him as if he were our own!" Roy declared. "Now, there's just the matter of naming him."

Anna looked at her son closely, and knew that she wanted to give him a name that tied into his African heritage.

"He truly is an unforeseen blessing to us. Wait a minute…"

An idea quickly struck Anna like a weak Duel Monster being hit by a Dark Magic Attack.

"Roy, what's the Swahili word for blessing?" Anna asked.

The man seemed to understand where his wife was going with this, and smiled as he said a single word.

"Baraka."

Anna smiled once again, and cradled her new son close to her.

"Welcome to the family, Baraka Yuki."

***To Be Continued…?***

Well, there we go. If I can get at LEAST three reviews for this chapter, then I'll continue the story. Also, I'll post a deck type poll for later should it happen. Also, as for Nuka's name being changed, that's because his new parents truly see him as a blessing, hence the name Baraka; which translates to blessing in Swahili. (At least, according to Google translate.)