Summary:. This story is kind of based on a question " What if the demolition boys had won?" Basically it's a story about Boris going insane a destroying everything. The demolition boys then join a rebel alliance and fight against him and his minions.

An eerie silence washed over Biovolt stadium, punctuated only by the sound of ray's limp form hitting the cold marble floor, he followed closely by the sound of his beloved Driger, which landed next to him. There was a sharp cracking sound, as fine lines began to spread slowly around the Beyblade. Ray struggling up on to his arms, opened his fine amber eyes, just in time to see Driger shatter in to many small pieces, leaving the bit chip whole and untouched amongst the small chunks of blade.

The crowd watched on in shock and disgust as Kuznetsov strolled over, looming over ray. Sneering down at him, Bryan extended a pale arm; at the end of which, he clasped Falborg. The centre of the lilac blade began to glow, ray could only watch helplessly as Driger was taken from him. He shakily raised his head to look up at Bryan, before falling in to unconsciousness.

Spencer watched as Bryan came back to the bench, he sat down in between Tala and Ian, crossing his arms and closing his eyes.

"Here he comes" Ian muttered.

Sure enough Boris was slowly making his way to them, as he got to them he stretched his arms wide and began talking to them in a rather excited tone of voice. Though Spencer was not paying attention to anything Boris was saying, he was watching to battered and bruised form of ray being pushed away by the medics. He began to feel a small amount of sympathy for the Chinese blader, but he caught himself, thinking that he deserved it, as he was weak; Bryan had proved that by defeating him. The weak did not deserve bit beasts and indeed the weak deserved punishment. Or that at least, that's what Boris had taught them, but for a few days now, Spencer was beginning to think that there was more to Boris' plans than winning the world championships.

He continued to muse over this. It was only when Ian poked him hard in the arm did he realise that his team were on their feet and preparing to leave. Getting to his feet, Spencer followed the rest of his team to the exit. Spencer turned his head to catch a fleeting glimpse of the defeated team. The Chinese boy's friend, whose name escaped Spencer, was struggling against the two remaining blade breakers.

"TALA!" he called, increasing his fight to free himself from his friends.

Tala turned to look at the boy, who had given up struggling, but persisted in calling Tala's name. Spencer then turned his attention to Tala who looked at the boy with an unfathomable expression on his face, before carrying on toward the exit.

"You will all hand over your beyblades to me, so that I can make some modifications to them" Boris commanded.

Walking down the row and collecting their blades, Spencer hesitated for a second but did as he was told.

"Now, there will he no training today, you will spend the rest of the day resting…..to your room"

He dismissed them and turned away, walking out of sight. Quietly they made their way out of the lower levels of the abbey and ascended to their bedroom, of which they all shared. It was a very plain room, consisting of two bunk beds, two wardrobes, the walls were white, and the carpet was a horrid olive green colour. Spencer lay down on the bottom bunk and watched Ian climb on the one above.

"I think he's up to something" Tala suddenly said, closing the door and leaning against the patch of wall next to it.

"Funny you should mention that" came Ian's voice for above him. "I went and did a little snooping, I was looking for the blade breakers, I was going to find out their game plan….but I only managed to find that BBA guy….so I followed him"

"And?" Bryan asked impatiently.

"Well….I heard him talking to this other important looking guy…." he trailed off.

"Spit it out!" Bryan growled.

"They were talking about Boris….and…..they said that he and Voltaire were planning to use the captured bit beasts to take over the world!" Ian said, sitting up and looking down on them all.

"Riiight" Bryan said, snorting with laughter.

"I don't know…to be honest I kind of makes sense….if you think about it" Tala said.

"Well…let's just say he is for a moment" said Spencer, sitting up. "What do you think his next move would be?"

"Hn….I don't know….Boris is pretty twisted…and Voltaire's not much better" said Tala. "How exactly can he use bit beast to take over the wor-"

Tala came to an abrupt stop as the sound of some one pounding on the door was heard. Hesitating only for a he opened the door, to reveal two guards both were clutching some thing.

"Master Balkov sent us to return these" one said, extending his hands to reveal Seaborg and Falborg. The other followed suit and held out Wolborg and Wyborg.

"I wonder how much they heard" Tala muttered as the guards footsteps died away.

"So what do we do?" Bryan asked, looking uncertainly up at Tala. "I mean if Boris is planning world domination…I'm not sure I want to be part of it"

Those last few words seemed to stick in the back of his throat; Bryan felt an immense anger well up inside him as he though about how Boris had used them for his own ends. Bryan had always been loyal to Boris, he had always done his best to please him and in turn, this ment that everything Boris had ever told them had been a lie.

"I think…" Tala began, saving Bryan from his own thoughts. "I think that we should sit tight and see what happens"

There were murmurs of agreement.

"Well, I don't know about you lot but I'm tired…night" Tala said, climbing up on to his bunk.

There were a few mutters of 'good night' and with that, the room fell silent, each thought the other to be asleep but in fact they were all awake. They all stared into the growing darkness, left alone with their own thoughts. Eventually, one by one they all fell in to a deep sleep.

Spencer was the last to fall to sleep, he had been thinking about their uncertain future, he thought of what would happen to them, and these thoughts scared him slightly. He suppressed a shudder as he rolled over to face Bryan. He could not help but think that envy Bryan for being able to fall asleep so fast. Sighing he shut his eyes and willed himself to sleep.

He had only been asleep for what seemed like minutes when he woke with a start to a deep rumbling sound that seemed to shake the whole abbey. He sat up, blinking, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dark. He could barely make out the outlines of Tala who was already up and looking out the window.

"What's going on?" Spencer asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I'm not sure" Tala muttered. "I can't see much but it looks like a large number of tanks"

"What the fuck?" Bryan choked out.

Spencer turned and looked in Bryan's general direction, he could not see him but he could just hear his cursing over the fading rumbling. He caught a glimpse of the lilac haired teens, angry and confused expression when a large white flash seemed to fill the room, Spencer shut his eyes tightly and covered them with his hands but he had no protection form the deafening DOOM!

A ringing sound filled Spencer's head, he could not hear a thing but he could see the horrified expression on their captain's face. He fell slumped against the wall, underneath the window. Shakily Spencer got to his feet and looked down at Bryan who, judging by the fast movement of his lips, was still cursing. Then he looked up at Ian who looked slightly dazed, he sat up on his bunk, blinking uncertainly at the window.

The ringing was slowly fading, though it had left him with a headache. He stumbled over to Tala and crouched beside his captain. He pulled back the curtain; his eyes fell wide as a horrifying site met with them. Parts of the city were a blaze, he could see the tanks move off in different directions and they were followed by what looked like an army. They spewed forth out of the abbey gates, Spencer recognized most of them. They were abbey students, he watched in confusion as the army of bladers moved out of sight into the tortured city. A smaller fleet of tanks began moving out the abbey grounds and out of one hung Boris, laughing as if he was criminally insane.

The ringing had completely gone now, he could hear the screams of terrified people from the city but there was another noise, it was faint but growing louder, it sounded like many airplanes. He watched the sky intently but they moved at such a speed that he caught only blurs, they sped away to the east and disappeared into the dark horizon, the rest of the sky was glowing orange with the flames blow.

"What the hell is Boris up to?" Ian whispered.

It all made no sense to Ian, Boris and Voltaire wanted world domination, but Boris was levelling and killing everything and every one. Though Ian rarely got the chance to meet Voltaire, he knew that this was not how he would approach things.

"We can't just sit here!" Bryan yelled, it was plain to see that since their talks the day before, that he had acquired a hate for Boris and wanted his vengence.

"What do you suggest we do?" Tala asked, he appeared to of composed himself.

"I say we go to the BBA" piped up Ian. "They knew all about this"

"No…Boris isn't stupid" Spencer said, looking thoughtfully at Ian. "He'll level the BBA before we get there"

"Spencer's right" Tala said, sighing. "We should find the blade breakers and their friends"

"Why them?!" Bryan yelled.

"They were fighting for the BBA….they obviously knew about all this" Tala stated.

"If we can find them, perhaps we can stop Boris" Spencer said.

"But they and the rest of the other teams have no bit beasts" Bryan said, looking confused.

"Well there are other bladers still with bit beasts, I seen them in the audience, cheering for the breakers" Spencer said.

"Yeah plus, we know where Boris stores the spirits" Tala said, smiling cruelly.

"You're not suggesting that we go and free them?" Bryan gasped.

"We stole them…so we should be the ones to free them"

"Great so basically we're going on a suicide mission" Ian laughed. "Look at the city, it's a blaze"

"Yeah and how do we get past Boris and his cronies?" Bryan asked, sitting up.

"We'll figure it out as we go" Tala said impatiently. "Right now, Bryan, you come with me"

"What are we going to do?" Ian asked.

"I want you and Spencer to go to Voltaire's office and find any documents or whatever on all this" Tala replied.

"Okay"

"We'll meet you in the entrance hall" Tala called to them, as they walked out the room.

Author note: well there's chapter one...chapter two will be up shortly, i was going to make one and two as one chapter but it would of been abit to long. Anyway i hope you enjoyed it, please read and review :3