Yes… This is NOT what I normally write, but you must read, please! It's… different, not at all like most of these kinda themes! It's VERY different indeed! You must stick around and fide out!

Anyway, just thought it'd be cool. Just tell me what you think!

Summery: Two kingdoms rage in war, both fighting on pure hate, the reason it all begun long forgotten. The Kingdom of the Dragon and Phoenix, the worst enemies have fought for hundreds of years, neither ever gaining anything but loosing many. Nothing seemed to matter but winning to each family, that is, until Takao Kinomiya, youngest of 2, born with Dragoon's Mark, was brought into it.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Beyblade, story belongs to me! ME ME ME! OMG! ME… There… not hyper no more…


Bloodlines of Hate

Chapter 1: A Great Loss

"Takao! Pay attention and fight!" The said midnight haired boy ducked another attack from his opponent, jumping away from a low blow and backing away. He looked no older then 16, his body was thin, but traces of muscle where clear in his lean build. His large light blue eyes watched as his attacker came at him once more, but at the same time, they seemed distant.

His tan skin contrasted will with his eye and hair color, giving him an almost unearthly glow as he dodged attacks. His dark blue tunic and pants where embroidered with silver trim and the crest of his families line over his heart. His crest, of course was that of a blue dragon, who was known as Dragoon.

Once more, he dodged another attack, using his sword to do a minor forward sweep and knocked the sword from the blonde in front of him.

"Better, but quit spacing out!" Yelled an older version of the young heir, though his hair was nowhere near as dark, nor his eyes blue, but brown. He looked overly rough, a scar bearing over his collarbone, which was visible with his lack over a collar on his tunic.

"I was doing fine Hitoshi!" Takao grumbled as he turned to his blonde sparing partner. "You okay Max?"

The Blonde haired boy nodded, his face flushed slightly, almost making his freckles unnoticeable. He looked about the same age as Takao, maybe a bit younger. Max smiled; his blue eyes glowed with adrenalin that was still coursing through him. "Hai! You did awesome Takao!" Comment the blonde.

Hitoshi shook his head. "It won't work for him in a real battle!" He spat, crossing his arms.

The guards who where in the training field seemed to shake their heads. They'd seen their future king fight many times, and even they knew that he didn't exactly have what it took to fight do to his tendency to space out.

"I won't NEED it in a real battle brother, Dragoon shall protect me." The heir to the thrown watched, as his men seemed to visibly flinch at that one. No one spoke of the Dragon god, it was forbidden unless you where to praise him or to use in battle before one died.

When an Heir used the gods name, it was most often used as a threat or meant they where to evoke the powers of the all mighty dragon god.

"But you must not always rely on others to save you! You have to be the most pathetic boy your age!" The elder of the brothers snapped, his eyes narrowing. "I wonder how much dragoon would help you when you fight Kai?"

Takao growled, his anger getting the best of him as he jumped at his elder brother, his sword poised to kill. Hitoshi jumped out of the way, smirking, "Absolutely pathetic! Your skills lack for a soon to be king."

Max ran to his friend's side, shaking his head. "Please stop, food is almost ready and I doubt we need either of you injured before the battle."

Takao nodded, his eyes slowly making their way towards the castle at the mention of food. Max could only roll his eyes as he brushed off his green tunic, a dark purple crest on the front of it.

"LORDS!" Yelled a young man with shaggy brown hair. His tunic was plain brown, and he looked rather thin for one of his size.

As he neared the 3, he bowed deeply. "Your majesties of wind, Lord of water, I have urgent news! The army of the phoenix approaches! They're closer then we expected my lords!"

Takao groaned, Max looked slightly annoyed, and Hitoshi looked exited. "Who's leading them?" Hitoshi asked, grabbing his sword.

"It seems the eldest, Tala is leading the attack. " The burnet commented, bowing once more.

"Go inform my generals." Hitoshi snapped, turning and leaving for the armory.

The brown haired boy seemed to jump slightly as he started off towards the general chambers.

"Wait! Kenny!" Max yelled, causing the messenger boy to turn and look. "Be sure you inform mine as well. I doubt that the phoenix has come alone!" Kenny nodded, running off once more to do his task.

"So, shall the field be honored by this lords presence in battle?" Max inquired, tilting his head as he sheathed his sword.

"I doubt I will see battle, the Phoenix heir to the thrown is not there. It is merely the half brother of the Wolf. Hitoshi will kill him easily." Takao said, turning his head to see his bodyguard, Kain make his way over.

If not for the fact Kain was lighter and had slightly lighter hair, one may have thought the prince and Body guard as twins, but Takao's hair was slightly shorter and more tame then that of his counter part.

"My lords." Kain greeted with s bow and a quick smile. "I have heard news, and it appears that Hitoshi has decided you are to see battle this day my lord Takao."

The said bluette closed his eyes and sighed. In truth, Takao hated bloodshed, and he hated fighting. If he'd had it his way, he'd make some sort of treaty and forget the whole thing.

"Also, Princess Hiromi sends you her blessing." Kain seemed to almost laugh at the comment as he curtsied with all the feminine gesture he could muster.

"Tell my 'Lover' that I'm through with her in my chambers, she may go home." Takao said with a wave of his hand. He'd never liked the girl; she'd merely been a gift for him to marry.

Max and Kain burst out laughing as they head out towards the now assembling army. Both knew of their prince's 'condition' as Hitoshi put it. They're soon to be king was not interested in girls, no; he preferred the males to any princess or maiden.

If they'd known what was to happen next, they may have stayed behind.


The 4 armies met in a heated battle, and has Max had thought, the Phoenix army was accompanied by the White Tigers, lead by a kingdom ruled by Rei Kon.

Takao, himself had already taken a number of lives, but he left most of the fighting to Kain, who was far more skilled at fighting then he led on. The battle ragged on for hours, nothing but bloodshed could be seen for miles.

As the fighting came to an end, Takao found himself walking over corpses and half dead men, the ground soaked with the blood of many, mixed with dirt and mud. Kain, who hadn't left his lords side, finished of many as they lay there.

Dragoons chosen stopped at the sound of a loud groan, full of pain and hurt. Something was unnerving about that sound that made the prince turn in its direction. Another one, just as loud and pain filled as the last one came.

Without realizing it, Takao's feet moved on there own towards the suffering sound. How he hated this blood stained field and the fact that so many where always lost.

As he came to a small clearing he found the source of the sound, and nearly became sick at the sight. There lay the half son of the king, the great wolf known as Tala. Beside him lay a blue and white wolf, his loyal companion, known to help him in battle.

Takao stumbled over to the half dead prince, the fear in his blue eyes of his where unnerving. The blood that covered the ground was as bright crimson as the boys locks of hair.

Tala jumped as Takao knelt next to him, the dagger in his chest completely visible. The wolf beside the dieing boy seemed to nod slightly at the dragon's heir, seeing no danger from the other.

"Takao, that is Tala, you should leave him here to suffer." Kain sneered, causing the once fierce wolf prince to flinch.

No, he couldn't do that. At this point, Tala was no longer a killer, a prince; he was a mere frightened boy. "No…" Takao said softly as he carefully grabbed onto Tala's hand. "He's no longer the enemy."

Tala's hand gripped tightly onto Takao's, his eyes full of fear, "P…please, d-d-don't kill m-m-me." Tala stuttered, his body completely tense.

Takao's eyes softened, brimming with tears as he watched the boy plead for his life. How cruel it seemed to be, to let him die, alone. It was beyond anything the boy could comprehend, why anyone would leave someone to die alone. Unlike his brother, Takao could not stand to know so many died for a lost cause, that so many died alone with no one to comfort them.

"Sh, I'm not going to. It's okay." Takao whispered as he watched the boy sigh softly.

Tala's grip loosened but he still looked fearful, "I-I-I-I'm going… to d-d-die, aren't I-I-I?" The wolf prince asked in a whisper, this boy seeming to relax slightly.

Takao bit his lip before nodding, whipping a few tears from the other's eyes as he did so. "I will not lie to you."

Tala shook his head, tears flowing freely from his eyes as he let out a choked sob. "I d-d-don't want t-t-to."

Takao did one of the most looked down upon things anyone could have done. He lifted the nearly dead prince and hugged him gently. "I know, I know, I know." He whispered softly, starting to cry himself. He'd watched his mother and father die this way, he'd seen his best friends die this way, and it still broke his heart.

Shiva whimpered softly, lying next to the two, her pale fur covered in blood as she nuzzled the two. In watching this, Takao began to cry harder, life just was not fair.

After a couple of minutes, Tala whispered softly, "Take my necklace, and Shiva… take care of her for me…" And with one final breath, he died.

Takao slowly set the dead prince down, grabbing the necklace around his neck and setting it into his pocket. He'd do what he was asked; the boy's wishes would be looked after.

There was a loud and sorrowful howl from Shiva as she stood over her master's body.

Everyone seemed to know what that meant, and it made Takao's stomach twist. He stood up, sliding one of his hands through Shiva's fur before turning to a bored looking Kain. "Lets go."

"Thought you'd never ask." As Kain stood up, someone jumped from the bushes and lunged towards Takao. Thinking fast, Kain threw his body in front of his lords, the sword tiding neatly between his ribs and through his heart.

Takao stood in shock as he backed away. The unknown fighter pulled his sword from the now dead corps before someone came out of the bushes and chopped their head off. Before Takao knew it, Shiva was in front of him as he clutched onto her collar as she growled, her hackles high.

"Your majesty, I fear you have lost your body guard." Said his unknown savior before they walked away. But not before Takao made note of the duel colored hair and 2 blue stripes on his cheeks and a black sword. No, that was not something the prince would soon forget.


"What do you mean, Kain is dead?" Max asked, his eyes wide as he seemed to not grasp the fact that one of his and Takao's long life friends had died saving the Heir.

"Like I said, He died protecting me…" Takao whispered, his body shaking ever so slightly. Shiva whimpered softly as she sat next to Takao, nuzzling his hand. "But, I wish to find the one who saved me after Kain died… I owe him my life."

Hitoshi rolled his eyes, glaring at the wolf that now sat in the thrown room. "What about the wolf here? Are we going to kill it soon?" He snapped, waving his hand. Hitoshi was known for hating animals, it was mainly a good thing that his younger brother took kindly to many things his brother did not.

"No, I'm going to keep her… Kenny!" Takao turned as the brown haired boy showed up. "Take her to my room while I head down to the armies housing, I wish to find this fighter." I said softly.

With that both him and Max turned and headed towards the door. "If this fighter is as good as you make him out to be, make him your personal guard." Came the cold voice of Hitoshi.

Oh how much Takao hated his brother. Hitoshi was only mad because Takao had been born with the mark of the dragon. But Takao wanted deeply for his brother to love him. He merely shook off the comment and headed towards the housing. He'd meet his savoir.

Another mistake for the Heir of the Dragon god. Once again, he made another mistake, one he would not regret, but a mistake all the same. For it would change his life and the ones around him forever.


Mwahahahaha! This was all to much fun. Yes, I killed Tala, and yes I killed Kain and changed Wolfborg to a girl with the name Shiva, and I made Kenny a servant… but I like it? You will see what this does later! Sad chappy, but good… right? I mean, it IS different, right?

Tell me if I should continue, cuse it's going good as a stress relief so far!

Love,

Aiko