Disclaimer: I don't own the characters except two of the ones mentioned in this story. I also don't own any locations that seem familiar, but others are random places you would find everyday, so I don't own them either.

Author's message: This is my first fic so it might not be so perfect! My vote of thanks would like to be given to the following authors: Diamond Core and Silver Swiftness- you guys have given be great support and advice! I'm really busy and I can't update very soon, but watch this space! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it for people to read. Oh, and good luck to all those people who feel prepared to write a fanfic! -

Chapter 1- Have you read the news?

"Boom! Boom! Shake it down, down baby!..." chanted Tyson, who was sitting in the corner, slapping his leather headphones, while a distracted Hilary stormed towards him.

"WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN? I'M TRYING TO WATCH SOME TV HERE!" the girl lifted the headphones and shouted in Tyson's ear. The other boys sniggered as the Beyblade champ fell in a frozen expression, and then moodily exited the room.

"Hey guys, come back! You gotta see this!" called Max, "and Tyson...I've got some tasty nachos here if you want them!"

Tyson, at once, entered the room and quickly fell on the sofa, snatching the bowl of nachos from Max's hands.

"Crunch...Gulp....Mmm!" hummed Tyson, feeling quite satisfied. Hilary turned up the volume of the TV, "Right everyone! Watch this big headline..."

The news channel flashed up and a tall, black news reporter spoke,

"Good evening. Our top headline- there seems to be trouble lurking around town as a dark figure is roaming around, destroying whatever he/she/it can find with some sort of Beyblade. May I advise that fragile items should be out of sight and the Bladebreakers, wherever you are, keep a sharp look out..."

With that, Hilary stabbed her finger on the "Off" button of the TV remote. The room went silent. Tyson stopped munching his nachos.

"Whoa!" Ray finally spoke, "Looks like we've gotta pretty big job to do."

"Damn! Just when I was in Nacho Heaven!" Tyson thought to himself.

The next day was a shopping trip, though the boys had to be forced into it by Hilary.

"Do we have to do this? I have research to do!" a sulking Kenny moaned.

"Cut the research talk, Kenny. This is all the research that I need!" said Hilary, pressing her palms against the window of a designer clothes shop. Kai snorted quietly. Tyson could not take the annoyance, so he, at once, placed his hand on Hilary's shoulder, pulling the puppy- dog face as convincing as he possibly could.

"Oh, Hilary babe...how about you have your wonderful tour of this shop, while me and the guys look at the Beyblade shop opposite the street, huh?"

"I know what you're like, Tyson, so don't waste your breath on your sneaky plans."

"PLEEEEEAAAAASSSSE."

"You sure you won't wonder off?"

"Promise!!!"

"Ok then. I'll meet you there in 15 minutes."

"You got a deal!"

With his eyes aimed at the doors of the Beyblade shop, Tyson grabbed his teammates' arms and sprinted as fast as he could, until they stepped into the warm atmosphere of the shop.

"Phew! Thank goodness, we got away from that! Hey, look at all this neat stuff....guys?"

The navy- haired teen rotated his head in all directions, watching Kenny analyze the equipment, Max and Ray trying out the neat stuff and Kai waiting by the front door, reading a magazine he picked up from the nearby shelf.

Not really bothered about the others anymore, Tyson went to the very corner of the shop, caught in a daze as he stared at the new attack rings glistening on the shelf. Suddenly, a soft, bristly feeling brushed past Tyson. It felt like hair. Curious, Tyson turned round, to reveal the figure of a teenage girl, staring back at him with her lime- green eyes. She was roughly the same size as him, fiery, red hair just below her shoulders and dark, but fair skin all over. Tyson blushed madly at this sight, but stepped back as the girl gave a twirl of her miniskirt and walked away. Tyson stood there, nearly fainting towards the shelf of Beyblades.

"Whoa! Tyson, watch where you're falling!" exclaimed Max, helping his friend to his feet.

"Huh? Oh, guys! Err...we need to go! Let's go...that way!" Tyson couldn't help himself following the sight that suddenly made him stumble.

"Calm down, Captain Navigator! Hey, was that a girl you fell for, back there? Anyway, let's get you home, shall we?" Max grinned.

Hilary entered the shop, gazing at the fallen stack of Beyblades on the floor next to Tyson.

"Hey, Tyson! Well, at least that's an improvement in your promises. Are you OK?" A worried Hilary stared back at him, not realizing that he was staring right past her at the girl, who winked at him from the doorway and waved gently. Kai turned his head, looking suspicious.