Hello Folks! It's been for a very very long time I've written anything... two years I guess. I thought I won't write more but now I have this very new story in my mind and would like to share with you all! It's been a long time I've written in english so I need to get back into shape. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or the characters, except my own created ones

Warnings: well, some brutal, or bloody scenes appear in the story, but basically it's a TyKa yaoi story

I wish you a good reading!

* ~ The Heir of Dragons ~ *

~ CHAPTER 1 ~

Revenge. That was all he could think of. Pure hate and the never-ending greed to payback for that nasty brat for everything he'd lost because of him had been haunting the man ever since then like a thirsty predator for blood. He'd failed again, and this time for big. They laughed in his face. They shoved him to knees and humiliated him in defeat. BEGA had fallen. He'd lost everything he was working for years.

He was no longer the ruthless and brutal leader of Valkov Abbey from whom almost everyone feared of. Who once built up the most powerful beyblading team and managed to create the most gruesome dark bitbeast, named Black Dranzer, to take over the world by the side of world-dominating Voltaire Hiwatari.

Everything was going by his plan and his blader soldiers followed every order of his without breath of hesitation. Yeah, everyone feared and respected him who was sent beneath him… almost everyone. Until the day when that nosy, loudmouthed brat crossed his path and in a blow everything he'd worked on fell down like ninepins.

Here he was, hiding away in an old sleazy warehouse with no reputation and wealth. In the storeroom was only a single creaky bed with a desk and toilet with a sink. Rats were scrambling everywhere and the air smelled like putrid canal. Sitting at the desk, the man was holding an old newspaper in his chunky hands. He was still wearing his dark, olive-green coat and soldier boots, though they'd got rather dingy and tattered during the miserly months. Behind his sharp violet glasses he was glaring with fury at the big image on the newly opened Beyblading School for kids by the riverbank in Bay City.

In the middle was standing Mr. Stanley Dickenson with a proud smile under his thick moustache. Beside him stood no other than the three times announced World Champion, around him with his friends. The teenage boy's happy smile made the man clench his teeth in rage.

'Tyson Kinomiya. I swear one day I'm gonna take you down and ruin everything that is dear for you, just like you have done to me!' He slapped a fist on the smiling bluenette's picture then crumpled up the paper aggressively. He shot up from his seat in a roar. "I curse you to all hell Tyson Kinomiya!" he threw the crumpled paper in a corner that hit a rat who scooted off swiftly with a squeak.

The man seethed with immerse anger.

"It's not wise to call Hell unless you have intention with it."

The man turned around startled. At the open door he saw a man's dark silhouette. "Who are you?!" he asked demandingly, whoever dared to interrupt him.

"Do you really want to curse Tyson Kinomiya and his friends?" echoed the stranger's voice maliciously.

"What?"

"Do you really want to see Tyson Kinomiya suffering in pain while he loses everything that is dear for him until he falls down… and dies?"

A dark aura hovered around the stranger. The air suddenly turned frosty and poisonous as is words stung like icy stabs.

"Who the hell are you?" Boris glared back at him.

The stranger stepped closer and the faint light of moon illumed his face in the dark-shielded room. The ex-priest gasped. The man reminded him shockingly to someone, even though he was sure he'd never met the man before.

The stranger didn't look more than twenty, had a quite tall and handsome outlook, but what captured immediately the purple haired priest's interest was the familiar long, very dark-blue hair that was almost black. His features may were more mature than a teenager's but those remarkable brown eyes… they held the same gleam of victory and confidence. The one the Abbey priest hated and despised so much that he could tread down. And there was that devilish smirk, the same Kai also had while he was still under his control of the dark side. The stranger was like a mixture of those two rivals.

"I know you want to take revenge on the Kinomiya boy and take Kai back for yourself who turned against you, am I right?" the stranger droned viciously. "I can help you in that. If you follow my lead I'll make sure we both get what we want."

The purple haired priest pulled out a gun and aimed at him. He was outrageously pissed. How dared this man talk to him like he was some understrapper? No one could give orders for him! "I don't know who do you think you are but the one who is gonna take down Tyson Kinomiya and his friends, is me!"

The stranger showed no sign of fear. His smile was viperous. "Poor Boris. After all this time you still think that modern technology, devastating weapons or artificially created bitbeasts are the only that could bring victory? That's pathetic. Look at yourself, where have you come, a filthy canal. If you want to overcome the World Champion then you must achieve such power that is even stronger than his blue Dragoon." red gleam flashed in his eyes. "Come on. Do it. Let's see if you can take me down."

A muscle twitched on Boris's cruel face and he shot. At that moment something swished through the air with impossible speed and tore at the flying bullet. It crashed over it several times – no human eyes could see what happened exactly. Small dust of metal fell on the ground.

Boris recoiled back horrified. "How… how did that happen?"

The stranger's chuckle was sickening. "Do you believe me now? There is no weapon that could hurt me, or kill me. I'm invincible."

That was when Boris saw it. First he heard a sound of spinning top then he finally spotted the object. A dark beyblade was racing back and forth in front of the young man rapidly. One second it was there then next it disappeared again from his sight to appear somewhere else. It moved so fast he couldn't follow where was it exactly the next moment. It was incredible. Such a speed he'd never seen before, not even Black Dranzer could master the ability to vanish like that, and swish through as lightning.

Then Boris face went shock. He saw something move behind the stranger. It was lurking in the dark aura menacingly. He could only take out a black tail, long scaled form with lots of claws and a pair of red glowing eyes that blazed dangerously. "A bitbeast?" he croaked, frozen.

"Yes." the man hissed. "With the power of this bitbeast we can take over the world, all bitbeasts will submit, and can defeat all bladers who turn against us… even the strongest one, the ancient blue Dragoon. If you accept my offer, very soon Tyson Kinomiya will fall down and you'll get Kai back under your power to fulfil your vengeance." his lips pulled into enticing smile.

Boris lowered his gun. The man got his curiosity now. He still had no idea who could be this mysterious person but he'd seen so far many talented bladers who emitted similar dark power whenever they decided to step into the dark side… but none of them radiated such dreadful energy than this man, not even Brooklyn. The thought that he would get finally the opportunity for his revenge was very tempting.

"And what would be your offer?" he asked cautiously.

"An alliance. You know what's the weak point of Kai, therefore we can tear him apart from Tyson. And I know the weak point of Dragoon… if their bond breaks Tyson will lose everything and I finally get what I want."

"So you want to take Dragoon from his blade?"

"Not exactly. I'm not interested to gain bitbeasts for myself, I only want to destroy the mighty Dragoon." hatred flashed in his brown eyes.

Boris mouth fell open. He'd never heard from anyone who wanted to kill a bitbeast. Was that even possible? "You want to destroy him? Why that?"

Pure rage busted from the man's face and the result was terrifying. The air suddenly turned heavy and even suffocating when everything in the room rattled incredibly. Low thunderstorm erupted from the man's dark aura and the lurking monster in the shadow growled tigerly. "Because that bitbeast took everything from me and I want him to suffer just like I did after what he'd done to me!"

The tattered coat on Boris bursted even more as he tried to keep on his feet under the powerful outlash. "What did he do to you?!" he hollered over the storm.

The young man's next words shook the whole building.

"HE BETRAYED ME!"

Next one is coming up soon…