A/N okay, when I posted this last night, it waas during a t-storm thus some parts were incredibly crappy because I wanted to get it posted asap. So yeah, I decided to write a story that is SpectraxMasquerade because there are like no fics of them, so that means Yaoi! If you no like you no read!

jetravenex: groan, time to make someone say the disclaimer.

Spectra: I've finally accomplished my true goal, I'll gladly say the disclaimer for you, Jetravenex.

jetravenex: *bright eyes* really?

Spectra: of course, Jetravenex does not own bakugan if she did, Masquerade would have never left, and I would become king over new vestroia.

Jetravenex: you only came out on top because I needed someone to... ah nevermind you'll find out later.

Spectra strode down into the dungeon. He didn't so much as glance at the guards as they straightened up in their posts. One of them walked up to him and kneeled before him.

"Your majesty, what brings you down here?" Spectra was silent, a small smirk forming on his lips, as memories of a few minutes ago flooded through him.

(Flashback)

Spectra was walking calmly down the hall toward the enclosure where he allowed certain bakugan to stay, mainly those of which had a great amount of power or were as Helios, Vulcan, Altair, and Wilda were concerned, belonged to him and his more powerfukl followers. As he turned the corner, he spotted Lync, leaning causally against the wall ahead of him. As he walked past Lyn lifted his head.

"Well, well I was hoping I'd run into 'his highness'." Spectra paused and glanced in Lync's direction.

"What do you want, Lync?" Lync smirked and straightened himself up.

"Nothing much, just wanted to inform you that I found something very interesting on my walk through Beta City." Lync began to walk in the direction away from the bakugan enclosure. "Go check the dungeon." He cast a smug look in Spectra's direction. "I'm certain you'll like it."

(end flashback)

"Earlier Lync informed me that there was something in the dungeon that should be of some interest to me. I'd like to see it." The guard grunted and rose to his feet.

"Ah yes, most likely the boy he brought in earlier today." He gestured down the cell block. "He's in the third door to your right."He glanced over towards two guards that were sleeping on the floor. He snapped his fingers in their direction jolting them away. "Hey, you two layabouts get up and escort-" His voice trailed off when Spectra lifted his hand.

"That will not be necessary, I do not require an escort." The guard's jaw dropped surprised by Spectra's lack of caution. "I am quite capable of taking care of myself, especially against a subdued prisoner." To himself he silently added. "I did afterall steal the throne, and defeat that pitiful bakugan resistance." The guard closed his mouth and nodded his head.

"O-of course!" He bowed his head. "My apologies sire, I meant no disrespect." Spectra smirked.

"Apology accepted."

The guard sighed, he glanced at the two guards that had just earlier been sleeping. "You two!" The two guards jumped to attention. "No more sleeping on the job or else you'll rest..eternally!" The two guards flinched and began to mumble out their hurried apologies. Spectra allowed a small smirk to grace his lips before he hurriedly wiped it away when the lead guard turned back to him.

"If there is any problems with the prisoner do not hesitate to call for us."

"Thank you, but I assure you I will be perfectly fine."

The guard bowed. "Very well," He stepped back to allow Spectra through. Spectra smirked as he walked past them and toward the prison cells.

When he passed the first cell to his right, Spectra gave a sidelong glance at the cells occupant.

A boy with messy blonde hair who sat at the edge of the bed with his eyes fixed on the floor. Spectra sneered at the sight. "Oh how the mighty have fallen." He thought to himself, before he continued down the corridor till he was standing in front of the third cell down the row.

"Now to see what Lync's found that he believes will interest me." Spectra was about to key in the code for the door when he paused. He briefly wondered what Lync could've put behind that door. Maybe it wasn't so much a prisoner but, an assassin perhaps? While he had tolerated Lync's existence among his chosen followers he didn't completely trust him, and despite the fact, he had been a key helper in the defeat of both Prince Hydron and Dan, it was possible he could have set up a trap to get rid of Spectra and return Hydron to his throne. But then Spectra banished the thought away. If Hydron was going to get rid of him anyway, why go through all the public humiliation Spectra had put him through? When instead he could've just had Spectra banished?

The thought of the fact that the bakugan resistance being crushed did enter his mind but, he pushed it away. "The guards obviously saw what was put in there, but they didn't seem too alarmed by me going to see the prisoner just following their standard protocol." He assured himself, though a small thought in the back of his mind kept nagging at him but, Spectra pushed it away. He keyed in the code and pulled open the door that led to the cell, and took a cautious step into it.

The cell was unlit, the only light was emanating from the corridor behind Spectra. As his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting he noticed a figure kneeling on the floor chained by their arms to the wall directly across from where Spectra stood. Spectra pushed open the door a little more, before he took a few more steps toward the prisoner. As he got closer (and his eyes adjusted even more to the dim light) he could see more of what the figure looked like.

The figure was a boy, who appeared to be not much younger than Spectra himself. The boy's head was facing downward, preventing Spectra from seeing the boy's face. As he got closer he noticed the boy was wearing a white trench coat, with purple pants. When Spectra was almost a foot away from the boy, the boy's head snapped up. Revealing the blue mask that concealed the majority of his face, minus his nose and lips.

"Who's there!" The boy demanded, seeming to be looking directly at Spectra, it was a little hard to tell with the blue mask hiding the majority of his face. Spectra smirked and crouched down in front of the boy, he cupped the other boy's cheek in his hand.

"Well now, what an interesting gift Lync has given me." He murmured as his thumb stroked the boys cheek, his smirk growing as he felt the boy tremble slightly at his light touch.

A/N and I'll stop there! because I have to run because... agh he's trying to kill me again!

Spectra: who?

Jetravenex: i can't tell you it'll be recvealed in the next chapter!

Spectra: no seriously who?

jetravenex: If the readers were paying attention to the details they should know who!

So yeah, thats it for now, if you don't like Yaoi, you shouldn't have read it in ithe first place.

Anyways please R and R and tell me what you think!