Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or any of its characters
AN: This is based during VForce, I am aware that Wyatt is believed to be dead by most but for the purpose of this fiction he's actually in a hospital.
The sun was shining, it was a warm day filled with laughter and people going about their daily business. Kai looked up at the building in front of him- White Feather Sanatorium, 'so this is where Wyatt's family have had him transferred to' he thought. The building itself was a brilliant white surrounded by large flowerbeds and benches inside the high iron railings surrounding it. There were benches dotted about and nurses in pale blue uniforms casually walking around and watching patients and visitors that were in the gardens. Kai walked inside and approached the main reception, "I'm here to see Wyatt Smith-Wright" the receptionist looked up at him "are you a relation of his?" she asked sweetly, almost sickly sweet, 'here goes' Kai braced himself, he'd practiced this routine before coming "I'm his cousin, my auntie told me he was here but I can't remember what ward she said" the receptionist took a harder look at Kai, as she scrutinised him he prepared himself for disappointment. The sound of her tapping on her keyboard brought him out of his trance "Ward 4G hun, 4th floor second room on your right, he's in bed 2" she smiled that sickly sweet smile again at him. "Thank you" he said hastily and made his way to the lift.
The room wasn't hard to find, the inside of the sanatorium was as bright and clean as the outside, Kai noticed that there were floors in the lift named GAME and TV, whole floors dedicated to recreation 'fancy place' he thought. As he stood outside the door to Wyatt's room he heard a female voice inside "This is all my fault brother, I'm so so sorry" Kai peered inside and saw Wyatt lay in bed eyes closed, a girl sat next to him holding his hand and crying into Wyatt's lap, there was only them inside. She looked up at Wyatt; her grey eyes looked red and swollen around the outside from crying. Kai felt like he was intruding on a private moment but no matter how much he wanted to make his presence known he couldn't take his eyes off her. 'I never knew he had a sister, why would she blame herself? This was clearly my fault, if only I'd trained him' she moved over to the window and looked out, her long black hair flowing down her back "I wish I'd never learned how to blade, I wish I had never told you about it, then you wouldn't have got yourself into this mess, you wouldn't have wanted that power so desperately" she spoke gently.
Enough was enough, Kai walked into the room "It's my fault" he said loudly. Wyatt's sister jumped out of her skin "What? What are you doing here?" she whispered, Kai stepped towards Wyatt's bed and gently picked up his hand " I came to see him, I feel responsible for what happened. He asked me to train him but I refused, that's why…. That's why he took up the cyber bit beast" he looked down at the floor expecting her to scream, have him kicked out, anything really, but her reaction wasn't what he had anticipated "I'm just as much to blame then" she sigh "I refused to train Wyatt too, we're twins but I was gifted with a talent for blading that he lacked, when I got into the sport he became obsessed with it, he always wanted to be good enough to go to the tournaments and compete with me….but he never got past the qualifiers". Kai looked up at her, he couldn't believe it, of course Wyatt had been enthusiastic about all Kais trophies and medals but he assumed it was because he was a fan, thinking on it now he could see the obsession she spoke of "I'm Raven by the way" she smiled, "you don't need to introduce yourself though, I know your name Kai Hiwatari". He wasn't surprised; after all she was a blader herself so naturally she'd recognise him. "I'd like to be able to come visit him" Kai said, as Raven looked at Wyatt in the bed sleeping peacefully Kai studied her carefully, she was at least a head smaller than he was, slender but she had curves in all the right places, her long black hair ran down to her knees and her bangs were brushed to the side and held in place with a deep blue butterfly clip. She wore black strap top and black jeans, round her waist was a belt with her launcher clipped on, there was a pouch next to it that he guessed her blade was in. She turned and looked into his eyes "ok but on one condition, you have to help me avenge him".
"Done" and with that he left. He didn't need to help her, he'd do this alone.
AN: please leave reviews, I've been out of practice writing these and want to get back into it but I'm not sure it's very good.