Hello everyone!

This is my third Beyblade story, but I've spent the most time on this one. It's very close to my heart as I've put a lot of emotions writing this, so I really hope you guys will enjoy it.

I've actually used a Bollywood song as inspiration, which is called "Reh Gayi Ankahee" (Story left Untold) from the movie Lootera (Robber).

Please, remember to give me your review because it would help me so much with my writing. ^^

Anyway, here is the first chapter - Enjoy.

Disclaimer – I do not own Beyblade.

Welcoming the Hidden Past

But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me

Years had gone by after the World Championship at BEGA – 7 years to be exact. The original Bladebreakers were adults now and had their own lives outside of Beyblading. They Beybladed once in a while as it was a bit hard for them to put it aside – especially if one's work was related to Beyblade and helping others to improve. It had been years since the Bladebreakers had been together as a team. It was settled among themselves that the Championship at BEGA would be their very last battle to attend before they would retire from the sport. After all, they had already written their legacy for the whole world to see.

Tyson had devoted himself to the sport, helping and teaching others to sharpen and hone their skills. He and his brother, Hiro, had opened a Sports Center where everyone could come and train while getting professional help as well. Daichi had stayed with Tyson to help him out at the Center. Taken interest in the idea, he decided to stick around for a few years. Tyson and his family managed to help him with settling down to a new environment which he wasn't used to, to begin with. He even managed to finish his schooling right after the third championship.

Their Chinese friend, Ray, had gone back to his home country, as he wanted to help the best way he could at the village he lived in. He had kept himself busy with spending time with Mariah and they had been together for almost 5 years now. Max had gone home as well, visiting his parents in America. He stayed there to finish up his education, and he kept close contact with the others and managed to stay in touch with a woman with long blue hair, named Mariam. They had gotten closer through the years and their feeling for each other soon turned into love.

Kenny still spent a lot of time with Tyson and made sure to keep him in line – even though with experience it was still a tough job to handle. Through the years he had gotten a degree in engineering which surprised no one as everyone knew how good he was in that field. Hilary had matured over the years as well. She had taken a degree in Japanese literature and was currently an assistant in Mr. Dickenson's office, handling all the paperwork concerning Beyblading. She had always wanted to be a part of it and she felt like this was her chance to finally prove something to herself.

Kai was pretty much the same as well. He talked less, but had opened up just a little bit and made sure to keep up with everything that was happening. He was very busy now as he had to take care of his company, Hiwatari Enterprises, which he had become heir to. In other words, everyone was pretty busy and spread out in different continents around the world. That was until a few months ago, when Mr. Dickenson had arranged for the Bladebreakers to reunite as a team to take place in the World Championships.

They had just watched Max finish his battle, resulting in a win. They needed one more win to retain their title as World Champions. And they were sure victory would be theirs. At least that's what Tyson had said. But the female member of the group was rather skeptical about it. The team they were up against was much stronger than what they had anticipated. She hoped Tyson was right about winning the title this year.

She sat on the bench with the others as she saw the stoic Team Captain walk up to the Bey-Dish where hundreds of roars and cheers could be heard – mostly females. She bit her lip as the battle started.

Hilary was afraid. Not of Kai, but what he was capable of. She knew he was a strong blader – probably the strongest! And she also knew nothing would get in his way of getting what he wanted – even if he had to risk himself. Ironically he had already been there seven years ago with the battle with Brooklyn. She would never forget the state Kai was in after he had defeated him.

That was the one thing she was afraid of – witnessing him getting hurt. But why? Why did she suddenly care about the team captain who was cold and distant?

Oh, who was she kidding? The truth was she had started to care ever since she joined the team years ago. She hoped one day she would be able to get through his hard shell and see the real, Kai Hiwatari.

She tore away from her thoughts and looked up at the Blader, who had every eye in the stadium fixed on him. Suddenly the Battle stopped with a huge blast, which shook the place and smoke surrounded everything.

She clenched her fist and took a step forward, not able to take the pressure anymore. "KAI!" she screamed at the top of her lungs after the Phoenix Prince.

Had he won the battle? Was he okay? Was he breathing?

Moments later, which felt like hours, the smoke cleared and a fist rose up into the air, his knees solid on the ground. Bloodied and beaten – but he had won. Kai Hiwatari had won the battle.

They had once again won the title of World Champions. They had all gone out to celebrate at a restaurant, and even though Kai had complained about it, the others had somehow managed to take him with them. One thing was sure; the Russian Blader had gone soft – maybe 10 %?

A few days later Kai stood shirtless in front of the mirror of the bathroom at Tyson's house. He touched the scars on his chest which remained with him for the past years while growing up. Some were from his previous battle a couple of days ago and others were engraved into his body like old tattoos. No one knew about them other than his friends back in Russia. No matter how hard he tried to forget or avoid them, they were there to remind him of the time he had survived a rather unusual childhood alongside Tala and the others.

Taught to be unemotional soldiers so they could steal everyone's bit beasts and conquer the world – yes, all thanks to Boris Balkov and Voltaire Hiwatari; he, who shared the same last name as him.

A familiar memory crept into his mind. A memory he could never get rid of no matter how hard he tried.

Voltaire Hiwatari and Boris Balkov – the men behind the misery of hundreds of young souls were in jail and finally set to be executed. Kai had traveled back to Russia to testify against the two men alongside with Tala, Bryan and Ian.

Kai stood by the large window at the back of his living room. Beside him on the table laid an important file with documents he had read about his family business; "Hiwatari Enterprise".

He had his hands in the pockets of his dress pants, distracted by the trail of thoughts invading his mind. Today was a very important day of his life and, truth be told, he thought this day would never come.

His thoughts were put on hold when he heard someone come into the living room. He didn't need to turn around to see who it was. There was no long conversation exchanged between the two men. Far from it. It was simple and quiet with just two words which held so much deeper meaning.

"It's time."

Kai turned around and saw his friend, Tala wearing a light blue shirt with a black tie. He nodded at him and walked out of the room.

Kai, Tala, Spencer, Bryan and Ian drove in two separate cars. They knew every journalist would be there to either get a glimpse of them or a possible interview.

Scene – Point break

Even back in Japan, Mr. Dickenson and everyone else made sure to closely follow the trial, as all were concerned about the team player. They were seated in the office lounge of BBA. They alongside with Mr. Dickenson wanted to make sure to put an end to all this.

They turned their attention on the screen in front of them.

A woman in her mid-thirties with short brown hair stood a few feet away from the camera with her ID strap hung around her neck as she gripped the microphone in her hand. Behind the woman was the court building. Her eyes were fixed straight into the red camera lens where she spoke.

"Today history will be written on National Television. Today we are going to witness Russia's most influenced family go through a trial for their endless crimes, abuses and torture which happened behind closed doors at the famous Abbey here in the Capital, Moscow."

"The two men who are prosecuted are Boris Balkov and Voltaire Hiwatari. The Abbey was run by Balkov, who was reportedly behind the Biovolt Corporation as well. Other prosecuted to the case are said to be guilty as well and will soon be put to trail with consequences to follow. But the main person behind misery of the thousands crushed souls – he who did not even spare his own blood related grandson. Yes, we're talking about the Hiwatari Family."

"Being the most influenced person in Russia, Voltaire Hiwatari might serve the death sentence in near future. It looks like it's going to be a tough and emotional court trail – Especially for those who have been their victims since an early age. The four witnesses we're talking about are the famous Beybladers; Tala Ivanov, Spencer Patrov, Bryan, Kuznetsov and Ian Papov. We're going to expect them shortly and hope that we can get a few statements from them before going inside the court room."

Everyone who sat watching carried a serious expression on their faces – after all it was never easy to watch.

"Moving on to the most important person of today's trial is the man himself; Kai Hiwatari. How is this going to affect Hiwatari Enterprises? Will he be able to carry it forward? Or will we see something different coming along the way? All we know for now is that the Abbey has been shut down and the government has taken over the place."

"However the question is whether the court will finally give justice to the thousands of innocent soul's struggling at the Abbey. Will their misery come to an end; this is the question we will get answers to in a few hours."

The woman reached a hand up to her ear as if she was getting instructions. A few seconds later she turned her attention back on the camera.

"We've just got the permission to publish something. We're got some new important detail on the case. The press has gotten its hands on new confidential information considering the Abbey – A Jane Doe was living at the Abbey, who was never identified until a few days ago. A girl was living at the Abbey."

Everyone who was sitting watching the newsfeed carried puzzled yet serious expressions.

"A girl?"

"What's that about?" Daichi asked.

"You know what they're talking about, Mr. Dickenson?" Ray asked as he turned his attention toward him.

The elder man took a deep breath. "I am afraid so yes. I tried to do something to make it come out in the open, but nothing happened. No trail, no evidence. The poor girl suffered through so much," he took a small pause.

"What happened to her?" a soft whisper spoke as Hilary was almost afraid to know the answer.

"She died from her concussions." A heavy silent roamed in the room. "It's a shame that I could not do anything to stop their misery, I could not help them all. But today, both Kai and Tala have managed to do so. They have seen a lot of ups and downs in their lives. Yet they managed to become well known men over the years." They all nodded.

The news reporter gripped the mike and continued with sharing the information she had. "..The girl's name was Valeriya Pashkov, who lived and trained to be a beyblader alongside with everyone else. We have been informed that she lived under severe circumstances and died during an accident which happened at the Abbey. But the question is whether someone was behind the accident? Or is there something we don't know? Hopefully we'll get some answers soon."

Two black cars held at the tall white building where the press tried to come close at. Everyone knew who the car belonged to, as every newspaper and news station had covered up the story about the famous and rich family, Hiwatari.

The brown haired journalist caught something with her eyes and looked back to the camera. "We can see that they have already arrived." The camera went toward the other side to follow what was going on.

Bryan, Spencer and Ian came out from the first car and tried to head toward the building, wading through the press.

Kai and Tala exited the other car and were immediately surrounded. Kai stood buttoning the top button of his suit and walked through the swarm of people.

Tyson's jaw almost dropped to the ground as he looked at the team captain. "Woah, look at that!"

Hilary couldn't help but admire what she was witnessing.

The phoenix Balder wasn't wearing his trademark clothes. He was wearing a white shirt with a grey suit and pants with a black thin tie.

"Who knew Kai would wear a suit!" Tyson said.

"He looks different, but good" Max said.

Mr. Dickenson couldn't help but chuckle. Even though they were older now, it still amazed him how their relationship had evolved both as team mates and friends. "Now that's what wearing a suit does to you, young man."

Daichi couldn't help but get up from his seat in pure excitement. "Hey, I can wear a suit too!"

Max patted his back. "Sure you can, Daichi."

Kai's P.O.V.:

They returned their attention back on the TV. Kai and Tala were still trying to walk passed the many journalists.

"Mr. Hiwatari, how are you feeling? What are you views about the case?"

"How does it finally feel to be free?"

"How is the case going to affect Hiwatari Enterprise?"

"Are you going to be the lawful heir of the family business?"

"What are your comments about your grandfather?"

Kai stopped in his tracks by the mention of the word – the word he did not wish to hear. He was about to turn around and answer, but caught Tala's eyes telling him not to do it and get inside.

They finally got passed the many questions and made it inside. It was the last shot of them shown on TV.

The trial had started a couple of months ago and today was the last day of the prosecutor's lives. But before the procedure could proceed, they needed to see the man who had played an important part in destroying their lives.

A police officer led them inside to a white room. Boris Balkov sat on a metal chair at the center of the small room. His hands were cuffed in front of him. He raised his gaze upon the four men in front of him with a satisfied yet creepy expression on his face.

"Ah, I see you all came to visit me."

There was a silence between them all, until it was broken by Bryan.

"It's the last day of your life, Boris, why miss the opportunity to see the look on your face?"

He snickered at the comment. There was something about this man that made them feel sick. "You're not going to get rid of me that easy! Before you know it there'll be someone else to hunt you down – you're always going to be on the run – never free."

Spencer took a step forward. "The only man who's never going to be free is you! We'll make sure that you suffer to the fullest – feel every pain you've caused on us and every other human being."

"I've made you all men. I've made you all soldiers. If it wasn't for me, you would have been pathetic human beings who would have craved for love from their parents. I've made you all!"

"You're wrong! We've made ourselves." Ian told the man with hatred in his eyes.

Tala clenched his jaw as he starred at the purple haired man in front of him. He was the source of their pain and the reason they had never known their families. Families the man had killed so he could take them to the Abbey and train them to be soldiers; all a part of his sick plan.

"At least we haven't licked someone else's feet to get what we wanted. But you've been there over and over again haven't you, Boris? How was it? What happened to you that you turned into such a bastard of a man?" Tala said with a hint of challenge in his voice.

"How dare you, you piece of.."

"We dare because we can!" The redhead spoke never taking his eyes away from the man in front of him.

There was a silence between them all.

"Do you remember their names which you've caused so much misery? Do you remember her name? The girl you killed before our eyes. The one you murdered despite her cries. She had done nothing wrong yet she became a victim of your brutal incident."

A sinister like smile appeared on the purple haired man. "Oh. Now I see where this is going. Are you regretting what happened to her – what we did? She had it coming. She got what she deserved, boys!"

"She deserved nothing but good. It's because of you she lost her life. " Kai said as he jammed his fist into the cold steel table.

Boris looked straight at Kai while he spoke. "She could have stopped collecting information regarding you all and maybe she would have been alive today. It's your fault she had to die. You're the sole cause of everything, Kai." His words didn't matter to him. Not anymore. They had no effect or meaning toward Kai.

Bryan looked at the others and slowly the room was filled with laughter – an enjoyable laughter.

Boris looked at the five men with a confused expression. "What are you laughing about?"

"Nothing! It's just that.. You're a dead man within an hour." It was rather weird to see such a scene unfold before them, but they didn't care.

Boris looked around rapidly as if something was wrong.

Kai stepped forward and looked him into the eyes. "Just like the man you call master!"

Ian interrupted, "You know, they were talking about doing it by the electric chair."

"Or by hanging." Ian spoke.

"Actually they were thinking on letting us do it, you know because of the torture and all." Bryan said.

"They were? Why wasn't I informed about this?" Tala turned to Bryan with a faked confused look.

"Maybe they wanted it to be a surprise?" Kai said.

"What should we start with then? The fingers? The legs? The face?" Tala smirked as he asked.

They enjoyed watching the man's expression. They wanted him to be afraid. Afraid of death and begging for his life.

"You're nothing but a pitiful man who has been living in the shadow of another man!"

The five men decided to leave the man as they walked toward the door. Kai took a look back and spoke.

"Her name was Valeriya Pashkov. Now you've got what you deserve, Boris!" with that said they walked out of the white room, leaving him behind with an unsatisfied expression on his face.

The four guys were lead down another white hall by an officer. Kai clenched his jaw and knew what the next move was. They would not let her death be in vain. She would get the justice she rightfully deserved.

"You sure you want to do this alone?" Tala asked his friend. Kai nodded and the police officer opened the door. Inside the room was none other than Voltaire.

There he was sitting on a chair with both of his hands on the table, cuffed together.

"Even after all these years, you still came to see me."

"Wouldn't miss your death for anything in the world."

"You will never be free. Wherever you go, I'll be there in your every thought. We share the same blood, Kai, the same name."

His gaze was strong with such hatred toward the man sitting right in front of him. "I'm nothing like you."

"Oh yes you are, no matter how much you deny it. The damage is already done, Kai. I've used you to get what I wanted and turned you against your own pathetic so called friends."

Every muscle in his body tensed as he stared at the man. He just wanted to reach forward and beat the living crap out of him, but he was already on the death sentence.

Instead the Phoenix blader leaned back into his seat and answered in a relax manner. "Funny how that works, considering you're on the death sentence and I'm a free man. I've got a whole life in front of me, and all I see for you is Hell."

Kai continued as he looked at him with an intense gaze, "Let's talk about the company for a second. What is going to happen with it? Maybe I'll just end up selling it to other companies and see how much I can earn? Spend the money or give it all away to charity? Erase your name from everything you've ever owned."

Kai noticed the sudden expression change and knew that he had gotten him where he wanted him. He could tell Voltaire didn't like any of what was being said, but he didn't need his opinion. He needed this man to feel pain, to feel unworthy – to suffer.

"I want you to feel their pain, their misery, their endless screams.. I want you to feel the pain you've caused all of us."

Kai stood up from his seat and turned to the door. But before he could walk out he stopped and turned to the side and spoke one last time to the man he had hated his whole life. "Count your last breaths, Voltaire, because death is upon you now and I'll make sure of it". He came out to meet the others. His red-haired friend could read his expression and body language. Tense, just like them. They wanted to get this over with and finally put an end to their living misery.

The two men got transferred to another room where the procedure was taken place. The last room they would ever see in their lives. This time there was no escaping from prison, no news about these men anymore. Nothing.

The procedure had finally taken place. "It's over." he heard Bryan say.

Kai closed his eyes with a loud sigh as he came back to reality. He was taught to suppress emotions but he could tell the shield he had put on for years was slowly cracking.

He wanted to forget the past and start over. He succeeded on the professional level as he had managed to establish a new concept for his company, that he was the rightful heir of, Hiwatari Enterprise. He had made a Beyblade company where qualified people were sitting in the right posts. A company where they sponsored young bladers around the world to be better and have a better understanding of what kind of sport Beyblade really was. To help them to be better and enjoy the sport – without human tests and crossing the border of what was wrong and right and most importantly without having the thirst to gain control over the world. Tala, Bryan and Ian had taken care of the business back in Russia while Kai was handling the business in Japan.

But had he succeeded on a personal level? No, far from it. He wanted to start a fresh chapter of his life. But why was it so damn hard to do so? He opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

Here he was, standing in the bathroom at Tyson's place trying to change the bandages from the wounds he had gotten in his previous battle. Why was he even here? He had his own house downtown, so what was he doing here at his teammate's place? He shook his head and reached out for a T-shirt to put on.

To Be Continued

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