Yay! A new fic! And it's a joined effort! Queen of beyblade is my equal partner in writing this! She's epic! Epic, I tell you, epic!
Inspiration: Playing God by Ana Johnsson.
Disclaimer: We don't own beyblade, Ana Johnsson, the song mentioned, the cookie monster or any of the original characters, we only own our made up characters, computers and weapons of choice.
Sorry if Tyson's OOC in here but it makes sense cuz his totally bummed.
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Chapter 1: good and bad
It's been two months since the BEGA incident. And one month since the bladebrakers broke up. For good.
Tyson was devastated, but you can't really blame him, can you? No. You can't. And you can't imagine the pain of being betrayed by the people most important to you for a second time either.
Speaking of Tyson, he's currently praying. Yes, the great Tyson was praying.
The reason for that is simple.
A few days ago, Hero told him about an old legend, the legend of Ying and Yang.
When the world was created, a game was created alongside it, the game of gods.
The great creator of the world was the first one to play, and the first to lose.
To win, a candidate, better known as god, has to right ten million wrongs, but if someone climbs the sacred tree before a winner is decided, than the climber becomes the new god and the old one disappears into the endless flow of time. When a winner is finally decided upon, they will be granted one wish, and once the wish is made, this cursed game will vanish from this world, letting humanity deal with our own problems.
One thousand years ago, not one but two sixteen year old Japanese girls climbed the tree in search of the fruit believed to be growing at the top and reached the top at the same time.
They thought it would be fun to play, but they weren't aware of the consequences. They couldn't feel pain anymore and they never bled, they couldn't die or grow up, they had to watch people die for all eternity. Everyone and anyone they ever loved slowly disappeared, one by one.
By becoming god, they've sold their souls to the devil.
However, if they win the game they'll be able to wish to become human again.
And with that decision, their journey began.
The cold and heartless Ying became the symbol of everything bad, the kind and caring Yang became the symbol of everything good, and the sacred tree was brought to a lonely realm known as heaven, to buy them more time.
Tyson begged for their help, he didn't want to feel so empty anymore; it was destroying him from the inside.
"Please, I don't know if you're real, but if you are then please, help me" he pleaded.
As soon as the words left his mouth a strong gust of wind forced his room's windows open, and two girls walked in, one wearing black, the other wearing white.
Everything blacked out.
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Dun dun dun!
Me: Cliff hangers are epic!
Kai: What was that?!
Me: A fic.
Kai: There was no humor at all! Who the hell are you?!
Me: I'm Maya and that's queen of beyblade. *points at queen of beyblade*
Queen of beyblade: Hi!
Kai: …What are you guys doing with those weapons…?
Queen of beyblade and me: Nothing… *try to hide, flyswatters, scythes, hammers, chains, swords, whips, spears, sticks, guns, bows, arrows, daggers, kunais, shurikans, flame throwers and eggbeaters behind our backs*
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