Hey there!

So, this story is set 3-4 years after the end of G-Revolution (I say 3-4 because on a lot of the websites I checked the ages of the Blader's are different by a year.) Their ages in this story are as follows:

Tyson: 19
Max: 18
Kenny: 18
Hilary: 19
Ray: 20
Kai: 20
Zoya (OC): 20
Raven (OC): 21

Hope you enjoy my (hopefully only slightly rubbish) first ever fanfic!

"I wonder why Mr Dickinson wanted us to come down to the old BBA office." Said Tyson scratching his head as he made his way down the street accompanied by Kenny.

"Who knows," said Kenny "from the message he left I'm guessing it's pretty important."

The two guys turned a corner and could see the reconstructed BBA tower in the distance, towering over the mundane office blocks that surrounded it. The metal shone in the sunlight and Tyson felt a wave of emotion from joy, to regret, and finally nostalgia.
It had been a good few years since the tower had been destroyed during Tyson's battle with Brooklyn and the BBA had been slowly rebuilding and throwing small, local tournaments but there had been no more world championships. Tyson sighed at the memory of his last battle with his old team and turned to Kenny.

"Hey, do you think that maybe-"

"HEY, YOU GUYS! HEY!" Tyson and Kenny turned in the direction of the shouting to see Hilary running towards them at the speed of a small gazelle.

"Oh God how did she find us?" Tyson muttered as Kenny stifled a laugh.

"Hey!" Hillary smiled as she caught up to them, "I was worried I wouldn't catch you. You should have said when you were leaving."

"Maybe there's a reason we didn't." Tyson grumbled. Hillary crossed her arms and glared.

"Honestly Tyson you are SO rude! When are you going to grow up?" Tyson stuck his tongue out and Hillary growled.

"Come on you two, Mr Dickinson is waiting!" Said Kenny as he began walking again towards the silvery tower of the once-great BBA.

"Hello you three! Have a seat." Said Mr Dickinson gesturing to the large, blue sofa in his office. Tyson, Kenny, and Hillary sat and turned their attention to the large projector screen beside Mr Dickinson's desk.

"The reason I have asked you here today should come as no surprise to you. As you know we have been working to rebuild this organisation in the hope that we may be able to put on another world tournament in the near future. We've spent the last six months trying to find sponsors so that we can raise the rest of the money needed to accomplish such an enormous task however we have been refused by almost every company we've approached."

"What? Why?!" Asked Tyson, "Isn't blading like, the biggest sport in the world?"

"Well Tyson a lot of people are worried after all the troubles we've had during tournaments from the likes of Voltaire, Boris, and Dr Zagart. Not to mention that despite having their blades checked before each match Barthez Battalion still managed to cheat there way through almost an entire tournament. Few business owners, what with the economy the way it is, want to risk sponsoring what would be Beyblading's big comeback while so many threats may be looming and we've been unable to convince them of the efforts we will be making to prevent them."

"Alright Mr D, I think I see where this is going." Said Tyson standing up dramatically.

"Oh? And where is that?" Hillary asked raising her eyebrows.

"It's obvious isn't it? Mr D wants to use my status as a super awesome Beyblade world champ and current Japan tournament champion to get these companies to donate some serious cash. Well don't you worry Mr D when those chumps see my sweet moves they won't be able to say no! Hahahaha!" Everyone in the room just stared at him as he laughed.

"Erm, not quite Tyson I'm afraid." Mr Dickinson said as he switched on the projector.

"Whaaaaaaaaat?" Tyson sat down open-mouthed as Hillary hid her laughter behind her hand.

"What we have decided to do instead is organise some fund raising and appeal to the public in order to raise the money we need. We approached a few well known celebrities asking if they would be willing to help and two people replied offering their services."

"Only two?" Tyson exclaimed.

"Yes, but if you'd just let me finish Tyson." Mr Dickenson sighed clicking a button on the remote control for the projector. A picture of two girls appeared on the screen. One was tanned with brown eyes and purple hair, the other was pale with green eyes and hair that was brown on the top half and pink underneath.

"These girls are Raven Maradona and Zoya Glenn and they are very talented actresses from England. Raven has her own comedy sketch show and is very well-loved due to her close relationship with her fans. Zoya stars in a British comedy called Skits and is an accomplished musical theatre actress."

"Which one is which?" Asked Tyson.

"Who cares!" Kenny squealed standing up, "they're both SO BEAUTIFUL!"

"Hey! Calm it Chief!" Said Tyson pushing him back down into his seat.

"I actually know them!" Hillary pointed suddenly and excitedly at the screen causing Tyson to have a mini heart attack . "Raven is the one with the purple hair and Zoya's the other one. They were in a couple episodes of one of those improv shows."

"Indeed." Smiled Mr D, "and they have agreed to call up some of the performers they have worked with to put on a huge fundraiser show for us and if their previous work is anything to go by it will be absolutely spectacular!" Mr Dickinson giggled.

"So what do you want us to do?" Asked Tyson feeling slightly confused.

"I want you and the other members of your old Bladebreakers team to go to England and get to know these girls. I am hoping to put on a mini Beyblading tournament before the show and maybe even mix some of their material into some of next years local tournaments. In between the battles perhaps or at the half-time break. Plus it's been a while since you've all seen each other and I thought it might be a nice 'catch-up' trip for all of you."

"Aww man that sounds awesome!" Tyson shouted punching the air. "I totally accept! When do we get going?"

"Your plane is scheduled to leave in two days time and - "

"Yeah alright! Bladebreaker reunion here I come!" Tyson shouted as he ran from the office leaving the others baffled and with slight headaches.