NMN: HI! This is my newest fanfic. Now, as you all know (I hope) I am doing 3 other fics at the moment, not to mention I have a lot of school work to do. I`m going to update the fics as often as I can. But I make no promises.

(This is BeyBlade 2002)

Okay, so let`s start this fic off!

``talking``

`thought`

*flashback* / dream

(Author`s note)

~~~^^^CHAPTER 1^^^~~~

Tyson was never one to voluntarily wake up at 6:00 am in the morning. His laziness and eating habits had seemed to diminish that one morning. He awoke to the sound of his fellow bladers soft breathing. Even his team captain, Kai, and his annoying friend, Hilary, were still asleep. Tyson slowly got out of his bed and went to get changed into his normal attire from what he was currently wearing.

Tyson stepped out of his bedroom, fully clothed and ready for another day. He was dressed in his yellow long sleeve shirt under his red vest, his black jeans, running shoes, and blue gloves.

As Tyson got feet away from the training room, he had suddenly realized he had forgotten the most important part of his outfit: his red, white, and blue baseball hat. He never went anywhere without. Tyson should`ve had the thing glue gunned to his head. Tyson`s hat was more than just something he put on his head to keep him warm. It had a certain meaning to it. It had a secret kept with it and was also held with Tyson.

Tyson ran back into the training room where his friends slept and quickly and quietly crossed the room to retrieve his hat. Tyson snatched his hat from the place he slept that night and place the fashion statement atop his head.

`I can`t go anywhere without this thing.` he thought quietly to himself.

Tyson slowly made his way back out of the room and slid the door closed as he exited. Tyson didn`t bother to raid the fridge or even get a snack for the road. Instead, he picked up his beyblade and his launcher from his desk in his room and made his way to the front gate of the dojo of which he lived. But before Tyson could make it to the outside part of the wall, he heard a familiar voice call from behind him.

``Tyson! Where are you going?`` called the voice. Tyson turned to face the person and found his friend, Kenny.

Kenny looked half asleep, his hair was all messy, his pajamas all wrinkled and his glasses tilting to one side.

``No where, Kenny. I just need to think for a while.`` Tyson explained, calmly and coolly to his friend.

``You, think? That`d be the day.`` Kenny said, jokingly

``Kenny, please, I just need to be alone for a bit.`` Tyson stopped Kenny`s stupid jokes, turned his back and continued on his way out of the gate.

`Something must really be troubled if he`s up this early, just to be alone.` Kenny thought to himself. He decided that it was a bit of a serious matter and would mention it to the others later.

Tyson was around the corner from his home when he began to think to himself. Tyson had a dream during the night and was the cause of his awakening. But t seemed more of a memory than a dream. Tyson knew he remembered the scenes from somewhere before, but couldn`t quite remember from where. Tyson just continued on his way towards the one place he found most comforting: the canal.

Tyson soon reached his destination and sat along the riverbank, where he and his friends had may moments together before. But the only moment Tyson had on his mind was the dream he had the past night.

`Where could`ve I seen that stuff before? I don`t remember any of them, but they seem so familiar.` Tyson began to think back to the dream.

Bright lights that easily dimmed, until there was only a light on him, making him feel very uneasy, surrounded Tyson.

``You are to blame for it all!`` Tyson heard the voice echo around him. It too was familiar to Tyson, but not in a good way. He began to feel scared and his courage slowly faded.

``You caused it all! The accident, the family separation, everything!`` It called again, making Tyson feel very afraid.

``But it isn`t my fault!`` Tyson heard a smaller voice that sounded like him, only younger. He turned around and saw a small boy and recognized him immediately. It was him! Well, the younger him.

``I never wanted any of it to happen! You`ve gotta believe me!`` the young Tyson yelled over and over that he wasn`t the person to blame for all the things he was being committed of. The young boy feel onto his hands and knees and began to cry. His eyes were shut tight and he continued to mutter under his breath.

Tyson had gotten depressed over the sad and lonely memory. Tyson had soon after woken up.

``When did my life become such a nightmare?`` Tyson asked himself, since no one was around.

``At least I remember why I stopped crying such a long time ago. At least for for small things.``

Tyson had matured ever since they`re battle with Team Psychic. He learned more about beyblading, that day when Kai was battling Goki. Tyson had spoken very few words of wisdom.

*``I was just thinking that maybe we`re battling against ourselves as much as we are our opponents.`` Tyson said for the one time he was smart.*

Tyson sat by the river for a while longer until he got bored and decided to return home. But as he stood up, Tyson got a weird feeling that he was being watched. He looked around, up and under the bridge, the big wall, across the river, everywhere. But he found nothing and no one. Tyson just shook it off and continued on his way home.

Once Tyson slid open the door to the training room, a kendo stick came flying towards him. Tyson grabbed it and knew what it meant. Soon after he caught the sword, his grandfather soon attacked him with his own kendo stick and nearly hit Tyson. Tyson had barely blocked the attack ducked under his elder and ran to the other side of the room, dropping the kendo stick on his way. He slid the door closed and ran to his room on the other side of the dojo. Tyson quickly got in before hid grandfather came after him. He put the lock on the door and slumped onto the door, catching his breath.

``Sorry grandpa, I`m in no mood right now.`` Tyson said quietly to himself before he walked over to his bed and collapsed onto it. Tyson felt the softness of the mattress on his back as he closed his eyes and almost slipped back into sleep. He would`ve gone to sleep if it weren`t for the slight wisps he heard outside his room window. It sounded a lot like a beyblade spinning. And of course, his assumptions were correct. Tyson took a quick look out his window and found all his friends practicing.

Tyson was about to go outside and join them, but suddenly over heard them talking about something. He couldn`t really hear them, so he walked back over to the window, opened it a little and listened in on the conversation.

``So, what`s up, Chief?`` Ray asked the computer genius.

``Well,,,`` Kenny started, ``I saw Tyson this morning and he looked a little shaken up about something.``

``What do you think it is?`` Max asked him in his usual calm tone.

``I`m not sure. Maybe he just had a bad dream.``

`You have no idea, Kenny.`` Tyson thought as his friend had said that.

``But it must`ve been a bad one.`` Kenny continued.

``What makes you say that?`` Kai asked in his cool, collective tone.

``I`ve known Tyson longer than all of you guys, but not once did I see him as nervous as I did this morning.`` Kenny did know Tyson the most out of all of them. But even so, Kenny didn`t know much about Tyson as a normal friend would.

Tyson couldn`t believe what he was hearing. He was wondering why his friends wouldn`t have just come and asked him about it.

`Duh! I would`ve said it was nothing.` Tyson corrected his thoughts and continued to listen in.

``Come to think if it., Tyson has seemed a bit more edgy lately.`` Hilary added into the conversation. ``He keeps on saying he gets a weird feeling. Like someone`s watch him.`` she continued.

``And he hasn`t been eating or sleeping as much.`` Max mentioned.

Tyson had no clue his friends noticed all of these things. This made him feel like an idiot.

``I gotta learn how to act.`` Tyson whispered to himself. Tyson knew he didn`t talk we to the other guys in situations like this, but he still wished that they asked him first.

Tyson had gotten a bit angered and growled a bit. But apparently, it was loud enough for Hilary to hear.

``What was that?!`` Hilary yelped as she heard Tyson`s small growl.

``What is it, Hilary?`` Max asked her.

``Sshhh.`` Kai ordered, seeing as he heard Tyson as well. ``It was Tyson.`` he said as calm as possible.

``What?!`` Kenny screamed at the mention of Tyson.

``Where are you Tyson?`` Ray called out.

``Little dude `s in his room.`` said an old man who was Tyson`s grandfather. ``You homie`s won`t get in though. He locked his door.``

The team ran around the large structure to get to Tyson`s room. Unfortunately, grandpa was right. The door was locked.

``Come on, Tyson! Open the door!`` Max yelled to his friend.

Tyson just stayed silent and sat at his desk, his arms folded over each other and his head rested onto of them. Tyson had a depressed look on his face. He stared at a picture he had on the corner of his desk. Under the sunlight, he was able to see himself and a young boy and his grandpa both smiling. But the other 3 figures couldn`t be seen in the light he had in his room.

``Tyson, please!`` Hilary yelled.

``Say something, Tyson!`` Kenny joined into the yelling. But all he got from Tyson was, ``Go away!``

``Tyson,,,`` Hilary was cut off by Tyson.

``Just leave me alone.!`` he yelled back. His friends did as they were told and left Tyson in his room to stare at the picture.

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NMN: Well, that`s it for chapter 1. Hope ya liked it. And here`s the quote of the chapter!

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