Chapter 1
He was in the darkling chamber again. It was the only place in the whole frickin abbey that had peace and quiet, it was also the only place that he could get some decent training. Tyler was a boy entering the best years of his life. Being 15, he had brown hair with natural streaks of yellow hair. His eyes changed colors every once in a while. From being green, to silver, to gold, to even red. Today his eyes were a silvery blue. In short, he was a play toy for Biovolt, one of their stupid little freaks. Being lean and tall like every other student here, he was probably the cutest of the whole place too. He set himself up and held his shooter straight. He breathed deep and whipped his hand back. The shooter cord pulled back lightening fast and the beyblade shot through the air straight to the spot. It ran through six rocks before landing on the ground and it still spun like no tomorrow. Though that might be the case if any of the guards found him here. He looked around and observed the area, the stone pillars reached high and were covered in roses, and briars. In the middle was in alter, a small hole in the ceiling let a bit of light shine on the middle of the surface, and there, chained down was the one thing that Biovolt had put it's soul into making. Suddenly there was a noise and Tyler spun around, he hadn't heard anyone come in here.
"Your slipping Ty, time was you could have heard me a mile away." The girl said in a know-it-all voice. Ty scowled and the girl only grinned. In a sharp voice Tyler demanded
"What do you want Lessa?" She only smiled and circled Tyler in a observant fashion.
"Oh nothing, I'm just wondering why you're training here, why not the obstacle course?" She said in a wondering tone. Ty snorted.
"Because that place is too easy. Being an Elite is cool, but it gets boring." She laughed out loud at this and nodded in agreement.
"True." Lessa merely commented and stopped looking at the alter. There were only 4 levels in the Biovolt abbey. The lowest was the apprentices, they were the youngest and had the most to learn. Second was the journeymen, they knew a little more then the apprentices, and were maybe a little tougher, but they were still weak, that was when you received the most training needed. Third was the soldiers. They were classified as being ready for battle, and were the ones who got most of the challenges. The last was the Elite, these beybladers were the best. They had perfect scores on everything they did, they were also trained to be perfect soldiers in beyblading and in physical condition. There were only four in this group. The youngest was a 10 year old boy. His name was Kurai, and was basically the lightening bolt of the group. He was always the one thinking up ways to get what he wanted, most of them. . . . . well actually, ALL of them being dangerous and crazy. He was literally a demon, one of the abbey's twisted little experiments. Not only did he have fangs, but he also had the power over fire, to create his own and make it do what he wanted. Kurai also had one more interesting feature. I mean, how many people did you meet that had white hair and wings on their back? They were dark colors, like a bats, but the wings had feathers in them. Black, and one feather would take up an entire row. (A/N: I admit I stole him off 'angel sanctuary' so if your having a hard time imagining him then go onto 'google.ca' and search up Angel sanctuary. You SHOULD come across a thing that says it's the official website. By the way, in that movie he's a girl. Weird huh?) The second oldest was Lessa, she had purple hair that had two long bangs coming down in neat rows on the side of her face. Her eyes were a dark shade of blue, and she usually wore a brown long-sleeve called a skin hugger, basically it did what the name said, was so close to the skin you might as well call it spandex. Over that she had a white shirt, and her pants were a usual black. Third was Striker, he had blonde hair, messy and sticking up all over the place. His eyes were an unusual cobalt blue. He wore a brown vest over a white shirt, and with black pants he seemed nothing short of a color blind freak. His skills in the arena though were nothing to criticize. Tyler was the last. The others all had bit beast, home made by Biovolt. Tyler didn't have one, he was the only one of the Elite group that didn't, he just didn't approve of those freak, mutant bitbeasts. Besides, any genius knew that the most powerful bitbeasts were the old ones, that's how Tyson could have beaten such a powerful beyblader as Tala. No one in the abbey believed in that team work stuff. When it came down to the real thing, it was a one person game.
"Are you going to stay and chat or are you going to leave and give me peace?" He demanded annoyed. She shrugged, and replied walking away.
"I'll leave, but there's a group practice in an hour. We're preparing to go to a tournament in Canada, Alberta, Edmonton."
"What?!" He demanded spinning around. She smirked.
"In West Edmonton Mall. Better train harder." She said with an evil cackle. Lessa was good at sound effects. He sighed and followed her out. It would be best if no one found out where he trained. He stopped and looked at the alter. There was only one bitbeast in the whole abbey that was ancient, but had the advantages of the modern age. And he was staring at it. Tyler grinned and turned away, he felt a spark at the back of his neck but knew it was only the call of the bitbeast. The call of 'Black Dranzer.'
~~~~~
"Oh yeah!!" Tyson yelled jumping into the air with a triumphant smirk. Max sighed and sank to the ground.
"Can I go now? That's the fifth time already." The blonde haired boy said with a grin, Tyson smiled and rubbed his nose like he always did in victory.
"Aw, c'mon Maxie! One more time! Please?" He begged going into puppy eyes. Max sighed, he was about to agree again when a large noise caught their attention. Kenny, Max, and Tyson all turned to find a youth sitting on the edge of the slope, they were training by the river again and the sudden appearance of this boy sent Tyson's alarms off. Ever since he'd come back every boy, girl, and adult even had been after his autograph. He was careful to keep his ego on a leash, but being who he was that didn't last long. After a while he'd taken to carrying around a few extra autographs 'just in case' as he put it. The silver haired youth just stared at the setting sun with a sad face. He got up and brushed off his shorts, looking once more at the sun he walked away with a face that looked close to tears.
"What was THAT about?" Kenny wanted to know.
"Beats me, I'm just a computer." Dizzi replied and Kenny grinned. Tyson was however a little more shooken then Kenny.
"I've seen that guy somewhere before. . . . ." He muttered trailing off. Max grinned and clapped him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, he's just thinking about something. He'll sort it out, I'm sure!" Tyson grinned.
"Right, we'll I'd better go. Gramps is gonna kill me if I come in late." Max smiled even wider.
"Sure, see you later Tyson!" he called out running up the hill waving back. Tyson waved goodbye to Kenny and left.
"Still, I know that guy, but where have I seen him before?" Tyson said determined.
Disclaimer: Not mine so go away!
Starlet: Just my own lil fic. So don't get too into it, I might not even continue. If I've spare time I might. Buh bye for now! Let me know if I should keep going kay?!
He was in the darkling chamber again. It was the only place in the whole frickin abbey that had peace and quiet, it was also the only place that he could get some decent training. Tyler was a boy entering the best years of his life. Being 15, he had brown hair with natural streaks of yellow hair. His eyes changed colors every once in a while. From being green, to silver, to gold, to even red. Today his eyes were a silvery blue. In short, he was a play toy for Biovolt, one of their stupid little freaks. Being lean and tall like every other student here, he was probably the cutest of the whole place too. He set himself up and held his shooter straight. He breathed deep and whipped his hand back. The shooter cord pulled back lightening fast and the beyblade shot through the air straight to the spot. It ran through six rocks before landing on the ground and it still spun like no tomorrow. Though that might be the case if any of the guards found him here. He looked around and observed the area, the stone pillars reached high and were covered in roses, and briars. In the middle was in alter, a small hole in the ceiling let a bit of light shine on the middle of the surface, and there, chained down was the one thing that Biovolt had put it's soul into making. Suddenly there was a noise and Tyler spun around, he hadn't heard anyone come in here.
"Your slipping Ty, time was you could have heard me a mile away." The girl said in a know-it-all voice. Ty scowled and the girl only grinned. In a sharp voice Tyler demanded
"What do you want Lessa?" She only smiled and circled Tyler in a observant fashion.
"Oh nothing, I'm just wondering why you're training here, why not the obstacle course?" She said in a wondering tone. Ty snorted.
"Because that place is too easy. Being an Elite is cool, but it gets boring." She laughed out loud at this and nodded in agreement.
"True." Lessa merely commented and stopped looking at the alter. There were only 4 levels in the Biovolt abbey. The lowest was the apprentices, they were the youngest and had the most to learn. Second was the journeymen, they knew a little more then the apprentices, and were maybe a little tougher, but they were still weak, that was when you received the most training needed. Third was the soldiers. They were classified as being ready for battle, and were the ones who got most of the challenges. The last was the Elite, these beybladers were the best. They had perfect scores on everything they did, they were also trained to be perfect soldiers in beyblading and in physical condition. There were only four in this group. The youngest was a 10 year old boy. His name was Kurai, and was basically the lightening bolt of the group. He was always the one thinking up ways to get what he wanted, most of them. . . . . well actually, ALL of them being dangerous and crazy. He was literally a demon, one of the abbey's twisted little experiments. Not only did he have fangs, but he also had the power over fire, to create his own and make it do what he wanted. Kurai also had one more interesting feature. I mean, how many people did you meet that had white hair and wings on their back? They were dark colors, like a bats, but the wings had feathers in them. Black, and one feather would take up an entire row. (A/N: I admit I stole him off 'angel sanctuary' so if your having a hard time imagining him then go onto 'google.ca' and search up Angel sanctuary. You SHOULD come across a thing that says it's the official website. By the way, in that movie he's a girl. Weird huh?) The second oldest was Lessa, she had purple hair that had two long bangs coming down in neat rows on the side of her face. Her eyes were a dark shade of blue, and she usually wore a brown long-sleeve called a skin hugger, basically it did what the name said, was so close to the skin you might as well call it spandex. Over that she had a white shirt, and her pants were a usual black. Third was Striker, he had blonde hair, messy and sticking up all over the place. His eyes were an unusual cobalt blue. He wore a brown vest over a white shirt, and with black pants he seemed nothing short of a color blind freak. His skills in the arena though were nothing to criticize. Tyler was the last. The others all had bit beast, home made by Biovolt. Tyler didn't have one, he was the only one of the Elite group that didn't, he just didn't approve of those freak, mutant bitbeasts. Besides, any genius knew that the most powerful bitbeasts were the old ones, that's how Tyson could have beaten such a powerful beyblader as Tala. No one in the abbey believed in that team work stuff. When it came down to the real thing, it was a one person game.
"Are you going to stay and chat or are you going to leave and give me peace?" He demanded annoyed. She shrugged, and replied walking away.
"I'll leave, but there's a group practice in an hour. We're preparing to go to a tournament in Canada, Alberta, Edmonton."
"What?!" He demanded spinning around. She smirked.
"In West Edmonton Mall. Better train harder." She said with an evil cackle. Lessa was good at sound effects. He sighed and followed her out. It would be best if no one found out where he trained. He stopped and looked at the alter. There was only one bitbeast in the whole abbey that was ancient, but had the advantages of the modern age. And he was staring at it. Tyler grinned and turned away, he felt a spark at the back of his neck but knew it was only the call of the bitbeast. The call of 'Black Dranzer.'
~~~~~
"Oh yeah!!" Tyson yelled jumping into the air with a triumphant smirk. Max sighed and sank to the ground.
"Can I go now? That's the fifth time already." The blonde haired boy said with a grin, Tyson smiled and rubbed his nose like he always did in victory.
"Aw, c'mon Maxie! One more time! Please?" He begged going into puppy eyes. Max sighed, he was about to agree again when a large noise caught their attention. Kenny, Max, and Tyson all turned to find a youth sitting on the edge of the slope, they were training by the river again and the sudden appearance of this boy sent Tyson's alarms off. Ever since he'd come back every boy, girl, and adult even had been after his autograph. He was careful to keep his ego on a leash, but being who he was that didn't last long. After a while he'd taken to carrying around a few extra autographs 'just in case' as he put it. The silver haired youth just stared at the setting sun with a sad face. He got up and brushed off his shorts, looking once more at the sun he walked away with a face that looked close to tears.
"What was THAT about?" Kenny wanted to know.
"Beats me, I'm just a computer." Dizzi replied and Kenny grinned. Tyson was however a little more shooken then Kenny.
"I've seen that guy somewhere before. . . . ." He muttered trailing off. Max grinned and clapped him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, he's just thinking about something. He'll sort it out, I'm sure!" Tyson grinned.
"Right, we'll I'd better go. Gramps is gonna kill me if I come in late." Max smiled even wider.
"Sure, see you later Tyson!" he called out running up the hill waving back. Tyson waved goodbye to Kenny and left.
"Still, I know that guy, but where have I seen him before?" Tyson said determined.
Disclaimer: Not mine so go away!
Starlet: Just my own lil fic. So don't get too into it, I might not even continue. If I've spare time I might. Buh bye for now! Let me know if I should keep going kay?!