True Identity

Declaimer: Beyblade does not belong to me. If it did then I would always out Tyson and Kai together.

Warning: this is a Yaoi fict. That means BoyXBoy love. You have been warned.

Parings are:

KaiXTyson

ReiXMax

Now on with the fict.

Chapter 1

The women was in her early thirties, with long blue-black hair and stormy blue eyes, she had a towel her head and was running with a 6-year-old boy in her arms. He had the same hair and eye colour as the women did.

"Mama, what's going on?" asked the frighten 6-year-old. "Shhhh Tyson, be quiet baby." The women, also known as Roslyn Kinamiyo, said to her 6-year-old son name Tyson Kinamiyo.

"But mama-," before Tyson could finish, there was an explosion in front of them. When the dust settled, a voice spoke, "Roslyn, give me Tyson."

"I would never give my son to you, Voltaire Hiwatari," answered Roslyn, while holding Tyson closer to her chest.

"You should reconsider your answer, Roslyn." A voice behind the mother and child said. When they turned around, they saw a man with violet hair and violet eyes. "Grandpa!" young Tyson yelled with a big smile on his face. "You came to help us."

"No Tyson, I didn't. I came to take you with me and Voltaire." When Tyson heard him say that, his eyes filled with betrayal.

"How could you Father. We trusted you. How could you?" yelled Roslyn in anger.

"It was easy Roslyn, I knew about the Kinomiyo's truth, and their powers, so I let you marry Von Kinamiyo. Then when I found out where Dragoon is, then I would make my move with Voltaire." Explained Boris Balkov.

"You bastard, we trusted you, and this is what you do. I would never hand over my son, and the key of the Kinamiyo's." answered Roslyn in a angry voice.

Roslyn put Tyson on the ground and knelt in front of him. "Tyson, if anything happens to me, I want you to fallow this note. Okay." "Okay mama, but nothing will happen to you, right?" asked Tyson. Roslyn didn't answer when she stood up. "You are not going to lay one hand on him."

"Fine, then I guess we have to go through you then bitch," answered Voltaire. "Boris," "Right." With that, Boris and Voltaire both shot Roslyn in the chest, back, throat, forehead, and in the front and back of her head. When the silence came, Roslyn's body fell to the ground, dead.

"Mama……MAMAAAAA," screamed Tyson with tears following down his cheeks

With a start, Tyson Kinamiyo, a 15-year-old beyblader champion, woke up sweating.

'It was that dream again, or should I say, that memory, but why won't it leave me. 'It's been 10 years since that happened.' Tyson stood up, and moved a loose floor board. When it was off, Tyson lifted a piece of paper out that his mother gave to him before she died. It says:

Japan, Bay City

Mr. Dickenson

BBA

With another sigh, Tyson put the note away, and put the floorboard back in place. Tyson looked out of the window at the sunrise, and with tears following down, Tyson whispered one word "Mama," before leaving.

Well that was the first chapter. I hope you like it, and please no flamers.

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Ja ne.