Prophesied Destiny

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Beverly Hills 90210.

Intro: A rebel with a cause multi-millionaire Dylan McKay is on a crash course with the reformed wild child; no nonsense Kelly Taylor. They are on different side of the earth. Though they are unaware of it; their lives have been intertwined for centuries. When they meet the sparks will fly and tempers will flare. Will destiny win?

Chapter 1

Dylan McKay's alarm rang at 5:00am like it did everyday. His routine was the same every morning; he went surfing before he went to work. Dylan owns McKay Inc. a Multi-Media Telecommunications Company. He has cornered the market in Europe. Now he has his sight set on the United States.

Kelly Taylor is just leaving her office for the day. She puts in anywhere from eight- to- twelve hours a day at the office. Kelly owns Taylor Public Relations and Advertising Agency. It is the same every night she exercises then eats a light dinner. Then she is on her computer working another three to four hours before bed. That is one of the reasons she is the best in Beverly Hills.

Dylan calls one of his co- editors of his news paper who just happens to be his best friend Brandon Walsh the other editor is Brandon's wife Andrea. He wants to talk to him about the move to the United States. Brandon was going to be his point man.

"Hey Brandon we need to make planes to go to the states and scout out prospective land and business opportunities." "We need to look into PR and Advertising also." Dylan told Brandon.

"All you have to do is say the word and ready the plane and I will be on my way." Brandon said.

"Come to my office and we will make the plans the sooner we start this the better." Dylan said.

Brandon went to Dylan's office. They were in there for about two hours and they came out.

"I will have the plane ready for tomorrow morning at seven." Dylan stated.

"Ok, I am going to tell Andrea and then go home and pack." Brandon said.

Brandon went back to the news paper office and told his wife Andrea what Dylan had said. She knew he would be doing this she just wished she could go with him. But someone had to run the paper.

"Brandon I will see you at home tonight." Andrea said.

The next day Brandon left for the U.S.

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Two Weeks Later.

Brandon went back to London. With him he had a list of potential people and companies. The fact finding mission went well. Brandon felt that this would be the perfect area to start. Brandon went to the office early that morning.

"Karen is Dylan in?" Brandon asked

"Yes, Mr. Walsh, I will tell him you are here." she said.

Karen buzzed Dylan and told him that Brandon was here.

"Mr. Walsh he said to go right in." Karen told Brandon.

"Hey, nice to see you back" Dylan said.

Brandon told Dylan how it all went and that he feels that it is the best place to start in the U.S.

"I started the background checks on everyone." "The will be ready in a few days." Brandon said.

"Good I am looking forward to getting started." Dylan told him.

Kelly was still at her office when she got a call from one of the lawyers that work for her.

"Ms. Taylor, this is Edward Planter from the law firm Rightman and Harken." He told her.

"What can I do for you Mr. Planter?" Kelly asked.

"It has been brought to our attention that someone is running a background check on you." Edward told her.

"Why would anyone want to do that?" questioned Kelly.

"We are looking into that right now Ms. Taylor." He told her.

"I just felt that you needed to know this information." "I will let you know when we know something." Edward told her.

"I would really appreciate that." "Thank you and good bye." Kelly said as she hung the phone up.

Kelly wondered why someone would be running a background cheek on her. She did not like feeling like she was vulnerable and she did not like hearing that someone was checking on her.

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One Week Later.

Dylan McKay, Brandon and Andrea Walsh came to Beverly Hills. They were ready for business. Dylan and Brandon went the next day to look and the prospective land sites that Brandon had found. Andrea started to look into the PR and Advertising aspect end. She went to Merrick PR and Advertising Agency.

Dylan and Brandon met with an architect to talk about building an office complex.

Over the next few days the three of them meant with many other perspective organizations. They would be making the final plans next week so things can get started.

Kelly Taylor talked to Edward Planter and he told her that a new company is looking into her agency for possible business. Kelly always entertained the idea of new clients. She is always open minded about listening to their ideas.

Kelly met Donna and David at the Peach Pit for dinner. She had not seen them in a few weeks. Donna was six months pregnant with their first child.

"How are you feeling Donna?" ask Kelly.

"I am feeling pretty good." Donna told her.

They ate dinner and left to go home. On the way home Kelly stopped at the store to get a few things. She left the shopping center. She was making a turn when out of nowhere came this car and smashed into her. Kelly's head bounced of the driver's window. She was dazed for few seconds. She heard this pounding on her window from a man with a heavy English accent he was yelling. Kelly was not really sure what had just happened. The man's yelling got louder.

"What is wrong with you?" "Don't you know how to drive?" he yelled.

Kelly felt something running down her face. She reached up and felt her head was bleeding from bang into the window. Kelly finally opened her door. The man was just inches from her still yelling.

"Don't you look where you are going?" The man asked her.

Kelly was starting too angry. With this man in her face yelling at her.

"Just wait a minute I am not the one in the wrong here!" "We here in America drive on the right side of the road, you Englishman drive on the wrong side of the road!" "You had the stop sign!" stated Kelly.

He started to calm down.

"Ms. you are bleeding." He said.

"I am fine." Kelly said.

"My name is Dylan McKay." Dylan told her.

"My name is Kelly Taylor." said Kelly.

"Well Ms. Taylor I suggest that you go back to driving school and learn how to drive." Dylan told Kelly.

"Mr. McKay I suggest you learn how to drive on that right side of the road if you're going to be in America." Kelly said furiously.

Kelly gave Dylan a business card as he gave her his. They told each other to just let the insurance companies deal with. Kelly went to her car so she could leave. Kelly got dizzy and grabbed for the car door. Dylan was back at his car when he saw her almost go down he ran back over to Kelly.

"Ms. Taylor are you alright." asked Dylan.

"Mr. McKay I am perfectly fine." she told him.

"You could have fooled me." Dylan said as he just picked her up and carried her to his car.

"Put me down!" demanded Kelly.

"You are in no shape to drive anywhere." "Show me the way to the hospital." said Dylan.

Dylan put her in his car Kelly just sighed. Kelly just did not feel like having a fight right now she was not feeling so good. Kelly told him how to get to the hospital.

Kelly was treated for her head wound. The hospital had called Jackie who was now at the hospital. Dylan went over and asked the nurse if Kelly would be alright. The nurse told him she would be.

Dylan went back to his car and looked at Kelly's business card.

He said to himself. "I have a feeling this is not going to our first meeting Ms. Kelly Taylor."

Dylan drove back to the hotel with a smirk on his face.