Annie: MERRY CHISTMAS!!!!!!!

SB/Kierra: Why are we doing another Christmas fic?

Annie: Because I have been thinking about doing one.

SB/Kierra: Oh.... So what is this one about?

Annie: This one is as the title says. "A Christmas Carol."

SB/Kierra: So You mean it's a beyblade version of Charles Dickens classic "A Christmas Carol." Right?

Annie: Yes. And we don't anything except our OC's.

SB/Kierra: Enjoy!!!

It was around one in the afternoon on Christmas Eve, everyone was rushing around town trying to finish their Christmas shopping while others got ready for a Christmas party, and that's what the world champion team was doing, except for Kai Hiwatari that is. Kai was planning on spending the rest of the day and all of Christmas day with his team and his twin sister, Catharine Anne Hiwatari, who was in town for the Holiday with her team the "Snow Angels."

The "Snow Angels" were the first all-girls beyblading team in BeyBlade history, and they were Norway's top bey blading team for the past ten consecutive years (they were also in the 'Gennis Book of World Records' too.) even though they lived in Norway none of them were Norwegian; Cathy was the team Captain and she was Russian since she was Kai's twin, Natalie was Chinese, Jamie and Esa were both Japanese, and Ally was American. They were, in other words, the female version of the world champion team, excluding Daichi that is.

It appears I'm getting off the topic here since I had been talking about what Kai had been planning on doing that day and the next day, so where was I.... oh yes I remember now. Kai knew that he would have to ask his grandfather Voltaire if he could, but his grandfather would most likely refuse to let him join his friends and his sister and her team who were going to be at the party and if that happened then he would have to sneak out of the house and get punished for leaving and staying away, but it would be worth it.

Kai walked through the mansion and went to the one place he knew his grandfather would be, the study, working most likely. He had been right, for sure enough there was his grandfather sitting at his desk in his study when Kai walked into the room and up to him.

"Grandfather, I wish to speak with you." Kai stated.

"Go away grandson, I'm busy." Voltaire said.

"It won't but take a minute, grandfather." Kai said.

"No." Voltaire growled.

"Please grandfather." Kai begged.

"Fine, but make it quick. What do you want?" Voltaire sighed realizing that Kai would not leave him alone until he spoke with him.

"I was hoping to spend the rest of today and all of tomorrow with my friends, they are going to have a Christmas party and Cathy is here with her team and they are going to be there. I was hoping you would let me join them." Kai explained.

"No!!" Voltaire said.

"But grandfather, it's Christmas Eve!" Kai said.

"I don't care if the world is coming to an end, you are not going!! And don't think about disobeying me, boy!!!" Voltaire said as Kai hung his head.

"Of course grandfather." He said softly before walking towards the door of the study when he heard is grandfather say one last word before walking out into the hallway.

"Humbug!!" Voltaire said as Kai walked away.

After awhile Voltaire got tired, he was getting old and he decided to go up to his room and take a nap for a few hours. And as he walked towards his room, he past his grandson's room and saw him on his bed. Then when he got to his room he changed into his night clothes and just before he got into his bed he heard a loud bang, it sounded like the front door being slammed shut. He wondered if it had been his grandson, but he then remembered that he had seen him in his room lying on his bed drawing a picture of something, so he knew it couldn't have been him. Then he heard a sound, it was like some one was moaning, and he looked around and then it appeared in front of him, it was a ghost!!! The ghost of his deceased son, Nicolas.

"What do you want with me?" he asked the apparition.

"Much....." it was his son's voice; there was no doubt about it.

"Who are you?"

"Ask me who I was."

"Who were you then?"

"In life I was your son, Nicolas Hiwatari."

"You don't believe it is me?" the ghost said after a moment of silence.

"No, I don't." Voltaire admitted.

"You will end up traveling, wearing chains that can never be removed, once you die if you continue on the path you are taking now, father. Let my son and daughter enjoy the Holiday together with their friends." Nicolas said.

"Why?" Voltaire asked.

"Hear me!!! My time is nearly gone!!" Nicolas cried out.

"I will, I will!!" Voltaire exclaimed.

"You will be haunted by three spirits." Nicolas said.

"I'd rather not." Voltaire said.

"Without their visits, you can not get off the path you are making for yourself. Expect the first tomorrow at one. The second on the next night at the same hour. The third on the following night as the last stroke of midnight fades away into silence." Nicolas said before fading away.

"Hum....." Voltaire started to say "humbug" but stopped and got into bed thinking that a nap would settle his nerves, not realizing the hours on the clock were flying by in a matter of seconds.

SB/Kierra: That's it?

Annie: Yes. That's it; the next chapter will be longer which I will put up next week and the last chapter will be up hopefully on Christmas Eve.

SB/Kierra: Oh.....

Annie: We hope you have enjoyed it so far!! And don't forget to review!!!! Bye-bye!!!

SB/Kierra: Cya!!!!