Akumashef: Hey guys! This is the first episode of my first multi chapter story! The story is an abridged version of the anime so there might be spoilers if you have never seen it, also note that not everything will be the same, and some scenes will be cut from this abridged story. Also new scenes will be added. Please enjoy!

Kai: she is inspired by things she finds funny, so she takes inspiration from many places, should she happen to use a joke or line that she heard somewhere she will give credit to those who made her laugh and therefore help her to write this Abridgement.

Tyson: Akumashef does not own us beyblader's and in no way shape or form does she make money from it, it's all just in good fun.

Max: So as to not to forget later we would like to thank Siliva2, and Annilater009 for their great Youtube Series: Beyblade Abridged.

Ray: if you guys would be so kind we would love it if you could review this for us, and if you like you can always send a funny idea in a PM or review, also we are still going to be righting the Waking up series currently the Majestic's are in the works if there is a team you would like to see woken up, or something you would like done to one of them please do tell.

Daichi: we know Dragoon came in to early Akumashef just felt like getting that part over with early that's all.

Kenny: ok guys it's time for Akumashef to get typing so lets go before the shocking monkeys get us to. Oh and a quick note Max, Tyson, and Kai are in their second season uniforms.

"Talking" 'thinking'

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Episode 1:
The Blade Raider

Tyson couldn't help but look at the clock every five minuets; after all, the only other thing to do is watch his Grandpa slowly get more and more senile as he swung a wooden Kendo sword over and over again. But as the clock neared 3:30 Tyson couldn't help but yell and make a dash for the door only to be blocked by Grandpa.

"What the hell is your damage my man." Grandpa yelled.

"Grandpa Look it's nothing!" Tyson called as he pointed to the wall behind the swordsman.

"Oooo, where is it!?" the elderly man said as he turned around. When he found that there truly was nothing there he turned again to find Tyson fleeing for the door. But as the door slide open Tyson slipped on air and fell to the ground.

"Tyson!" the irate old man yelled grabbing the blue haired boy by the shirt. "We still haven't gone over the oddly colored sword that we keep as an old family heirloom!"

"But Grandpa we go over that daily!" the young boy wailed.

"We do... hey get back here!" the old man yelled after the boy.

Slipping on his red and blue ball cap he ran off of the dojo grounds, and at some point he hade changed from his practice clothes and into his blue jeans, yellow shirt, and red jacket. The blue haired boy was running as fast as he could but as he rounded a corner he hit something large and hard.

"Oowww, who put a freaking wa— oh it's just some fat ass" Tyson said curtly as he rubbed his head.

"Hey, that's not very nice!" the portly boy replied

Yeah that's not very nice!" two smaller boys chirped in unison after who Tyson supposed was their leader.

The round boy grabbed Tyson by his jacket and began dragging him away.

"Look Joe I already told your boss I need more time to get his money but I swear I'll get it as soon as I can!" Tyson screamed while flailing about.

"What are you talking about Tyson, My name is Billy and I'm not here about money." the large boy now known as Billy said dropping Tyson by a beydish in the park.

"Oh um....forget what you just heard then." Tyson chirped embarrassedly "oh and what do you want from me!?"

"I'm gonna beat you in a Beybattle Tyson!" Billy yelled pulling a green Beyblade from his coat.

"Oooohhhh, well if that's all bring it on!" Tyson called back pulling a white beyblade from his blazer and stepping to the dish.

3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!

The blades hit the dish with a well balanced force and as soon as they made contact the green blade shot from the dish and beaned Billy in the head.

"Oowwww! Damn that hurt...crap… I lost didn't I?" Billy asked sadly, rubbing at a reddening mark between his eyes.

"Wow Billy I beat you faster than liquids pass through my grandfather!" Tyson teased.

"Thanks for sharing..." Billy quipped.

"Oh crap what time is it!?" Tyson yelled at the portly boy.

"Time for you to get a watch?" Billy asked teasingly.

"Crap! I'm late... probably!" Tyson called as he began running away towards some unknown place 'wonder who it was that counted us off?'

Somewhere up on a rooftop

"Where the hell is Tyson?" Some kid in a pink shirt asked no one in particularly.

"Don't worry he'll be here... eventually.... I hope" replied a boy named Andrew.

"Anyone know were I could find me a bloke name Andrew?"

Everyone looked across the roof only to find some Irish kid in a red bandana with a big burlap sack over his shoulder.

"That's me." Andrew replied standing up to tower over the approaching boy.

"By the god's you're an ugly mugger!" the boy said to Andrew mockingly.

"Hey that's not nice random person I've never met before!" Andrew yelled defensively.

"Oh yeah... my name is Carlos and I'm here to take your beyblades, therefore I don't need to be nice." Carlos said simply as he held out his hand.

"Oh... um... hey I'm not gonna shake your hand!" the tall blader' yelled at Carlos "you want to take my blade' from me!"

"Actually I wanted you to hand it over without a fight... not for you to shake my hand." Carlos replied with a matter - of - fact tone.

"Oh... well you can't have it without a fight!" Andrew challenged.

"Fine... I'll battle you first then take your blade." Carlos said with a bores tone.

Moments later but still on the same rooftop

The door suddenly flew open and Tyson shot threw it landing in the stance of an umpire and called out "safe! Sorry I was late you guys, I would have gotten here sooner but some fat guy stopped me and then I couldn't find the right roof, you'd be amazed at how alike they all look."

"Hey Andrew what's the matter." Tyson question his friend "did the midwife beat yah on the way out or something... we still on for our match?"

"The match is off Tyson." Andrew said sulkily " I lost to Carlos and he took my blade."

"Who the heck is Carlos?" Tyson asked walking over to Andrew.

"Right here dumbass." Carlos said, taping Tyson on the shoulder.

"Oh... well… Give Andrew back his blade." Tyson said unhappily.

"Ok." Carlos said as he cracked a smile.

"Really?" Tyson asked incredulously.

"No." Carlos said as he walked away, burlap sack still over his shoulder.

"Wait we need to settle this!" Tyson called after him.

"Fine, tomorrow, by the body of water with a bridge near it, but for some reason not over it." Carlos said unconcerned.

"See you then!" Tyson shot back.

"You didn't ask him which body of water that would be Tyson, there are actually lots of places like that, also your chances of beating Carlos are slime?"

"Huh?" Tyson exclaimed as he turned around "who are you?"

"My name is Kenny, but you can call me the Chief." Replied a short boy in a white collard shirt and green tie, and whose glasses seemed to be bigger than his head.

"I won't be doing that" Tyson interrupted.

"They call me the Chief because I'm an expert on beyblading!" Chief chirped happily.

"Oh… well… then what do you want?" Tyson asked unnecessarily.

"If you would stop interrupting me I would tell you…" Kenny replied.

"I want to help you beat Carlos!" Kenny exclaimed "and I want to get more data."

"So if I help you collect data on stuff you'll help me win?" Tyson asked.

"Yes… and I am also here to give random fan-service. Now go make your beyblade 4 times faster." Kenny commanded.

Ok!... wait what?!" Tyson exclaimed looking to chief.

"Just go do it already!" Chief yelled .

"fine but were going to talk about this later." Tyson promised as he ran off.

That night at Tyson's house

Tyson had found himself staring at the oddly colored sword that his family kept as an heirloom for the last 3 hours and still only managed to make his ripcord twice as long. Suddenly a large blue light enveloped the room, surprising Tyson and causing him to scream. The large blue light entered his beyblade and left the imprint of a dragon on his beyblade.

"Wow… maybe this will help… well… I don't really feel like training tonight so I'm just going to name you Dragoon and go to bed." Tyson said walking to his room.

Next day at the body of water

"Oy… kid with the glasses… when is your little friend gonna get 'ere huh?!" Carlos asked from his spot on the steps.

"He'll ge— oh here he comes." The chief said simply as he taped at his laptop.

"Hey guy's!" Tyson yelled as he ran to a pre – prepared dish "wait long?"

"Yes actually… I've waited here for an hour." Carlos spat as he walked toward the dish.

"Oh.. well… you should have been more specific!" Tyson said in his defense.

"Everyone else figured it out." Carlos pointed out.

"…shut up… lets just go." Tyson pouted.

"Fine… Andrew count us off." Carlos commanded.

"Ok, 3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!" Andrew called.

When the beyblades hit the dish they wasted no time in attacking each other, and after not to long Carlos's beyblade was thrown out of the dish making all those around the two blader's cheer.

"Tyson you did it!" Andrew yelled as he hugged Tyson.

"Get your paws off me you darn dirty ape!" Tyson yelled with a smile. "Carlos... you get back here and give me those Beyblades!"

Carlos tried to make a run for it but soon halted as something caught his attention.

"Hey give me those blade's Carlos!" Tyson exclaimed as he stopped just behind him.

"Dynamic entry!"

"Who the hell is that…" Tyson said flabbergasted.

A boy with two tone blue hair landed no less than a foot from Carlos. Before exclaiming "you f*cked up again Carlos!"

"L-l-look Kai it was just a mistake I-I-I can fix it really." Carlos stuttered in fear.

"You said that last time Carlos." Kai said as he brought his hand swiftly across Carlos's face, making him fall to the ground.

"Hey who do you think you are pal!?" Tyson yelled at the boy.

"Tyson no!" Kenny chided just a bit too late.

"The name is Kai, I run the East side BeySharks. See ya." Kai said as he turned on his heals to leave.

"Hey not so fast Kai… he might not have been the nicest guy in the world but that gives you no right to hit him!" Tyson growled "let's battle!"

"Fine… but when I kick your but I'm out of here." Kai said in a bored tone of voice. "And Carlos I plan on beating you severely later so get your but back to base!"

The two blader's readied themselves as Carlos scurried off.

"3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!" Andrew yelled once again.

The blades hit the dish, and in the same moment, Tyson's blade was ejected leaving Kai the victor.

'Well… that was a waste of my time…' Kai thought as he left.

"I can't believe I just lost chief." Tyson moaned as he looked at his blade.

"It's ok Tyson… well fix your blade tonight and make it stronger!" Kenny comforted.

"really…" Tyson asked touched by his new friend's kindness.

"Yep… and we might even be able to make it strong enough to beat Kai!" Kenny continued.

"ok then… looks like your stayin' at my place tonight!" Tyson exclaimed.

"guess so.." Kenny replied.

11:oo Pm Granger Dojo A.K.A Tyson's house.

Tyson couldn't help but think back to his mach with Kai, trying to recall al of the details; but the more he thought about it, the less he could remember… hell he could freaking remember what Kai looked like at the time.

"TYSON!" Chief yelled, startling Tyson and getting his attention "what's wrong with you?"

"I can't remember anything after I beet Carlos... It's weird because I've never hade that problem before..." Tyson admitted "I can't even remember what Kai looked like..."

"oh well He beat you to fast for you to actually have anything to remember, and the loss today must have shocked you." Chief explained "Kai was dressed in a purple muscle shirt with long red arm straps, detached purple sleeves, and blue baggy pants.

"You have a good memory Chief." Tyson said with awe.

"Yes I do… and your blade is done… tomorrow you can test it." Chief said happily.

"Yeah! Hey any idea what the dragon is on there for?" Tyson asked pointing to the blades center.

"We'll look into that tomorrow Tyson." Kenny said as he turned out the light.

Last minuet notes: when describing Kais attire I found a few problems when it came to what to call certain things so if your slightly unsure of what I was talking about just think of his season two uniform.

Please Review, and thank you for reading next chap should be up soon.