Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, and I don't own the Disney movie that inspired this. And it can't really be considered their idea anymore since I've twisted the thing so much in the upcoming chapters that its not really like the real Disney movie anymore...I just don't want to get sued...not that I have anything to give anyways...perhaps a few pieces of eraser shavings...

A Wish Upon a Shooting Star

Prologue

by KrymsonDranzer

Shrieks sounded throughout the castle. Fires blazed through various openings in the southern wing as doors were heard slamming open.

A woman and two eight-year old boys ran through the hallways before finally coming to a stop inside her chambers. They panted tiredly as the woman locked and barred the door with her drawers.

"My son..." She knelt down in front of a blue-eyed little boy and cupped his cheeks with both her hands.

"Mama..." He weakly whimpered as the other crimson-eyed boy stared on silently, yet worriedly.

"Take him through the passage and run."

"But Mama..." Her son protested.

A loud bang was heard as the soldiers outside rammed against the door.

"Go!" She gestured frantically towards the bookshelf. "Take the heir and run!"

The boy looked indecisive for a moment before a look of determination came over him. "C'mon!" He reached out, dragged the young heir behind him towards bookshelf, and pulled out a book at the bottom slightly. The bookshelf slid over about a foot, just enough for the boys to slip through. The shelf slid closed behind them just as the door slammed open.

"Where is he!?!" The old duke demanded.

The woman smiled victoriously. "Gone. And you'll never catch him if I have anything to say about it."

Voltaire snarled. "Fine then!" A gunshot was heard and the woman fell, dark red blood flowing beside her motionless body.

"FIND HIM!"

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Meanwhile, outside, two small boys struggled through the deep snow. "C'mon! Hurry up! We have to get out of here!"

"I can't!" The crimson-eyed boy fell as he almost lost consciousness. Summoning Dranzer to his aid against his grandfather had taken a lot out of him.

The other boy dragged him upwards onto his feet.

"There they are!" A guard in the distance shouted.

"Oh no!" The blue-eyed boy shouted and dragged the other as quickly as possible out of the property and into the suburbs of Russia. They quickly ran into a train station where a train was slowly leaving. The blue-eyed boy hopped onto the train and reached out his hand to the other to help him on, but at that moment, the train picked up speed, leaving the other behind. The boy tried to jump off the train to stay with the other, but the other passengers held him back.

"NO!" I have to stay with him! Let me go!"

"Are you crazy, little boy? You'll die if you jump out now!" One of the men holding him said, disbelievingly.

"I'm the only other person he knows!" At this moment, the Russian heir tripped and fell, his head slamming against the hard ground, knocking him unconscious. The other's eyes widened. "No...LET ME GOOO!!! KAI!!!" The boy's voice faded in the distance as the train sped off.

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OMFG!!! I can't believe I actually wrote this!!! I mean, it was stuck in my head for a while now, but this is a bit much...lolz, well, it just tells you how obsessed I am...please Read and Review please?

And I'm sure you can guess what this is similar to...although..there'll be a few changes...like the caring grandparent part...cause I don't think Voltaire's exactly...caring...

Funny thing was though, I just wanted to do a Disney parody...and I was trying to figure out what was similar enough to be able to do one for Beyblade...then I thought of Russia...which led to the Disney movie...then I remembered that Kai lost his memory too...and he escaped from an castle-like abbey...yeah...and practically all he has is his grandfather too...well, besides his friends, but yeah...isn't it weird? lolz.

Oh! I would like to thank you all who reviewed my other fic! I'll continue it, but it might take a while for the next chapter for that fic to come up...mainly because I'm not used to writing such long chapters...but please R&R!