Ch. 1: The UNKNOWN

Kai….

Kai…

KAIIII!

His name was chanted again and again by a certain person that sat in the audience.

"KAI! Do something or you'll lose!" the same voice yelled out again from the audience.

The crowd watched in anticipation and by the looks of it, said two-toned haired blader was not faring so well in his battle. Even under this circumstance, Kai stood still with his eyes closed, ignoring the battle in front of him. What was going on in Kai's mind, nobody knew. To everyone else, it seemed as if he had given up and thrown in the towel. It seemed all too unbelievable and unlikely of Kai to do so as everybody knew that besides Tyson, he was one of the strongest in the Bladebreakers. However, how he was performing seemed to refute such statement.

A purple coloured blade crashed at Dranzer, hitting Dranzer from every direction. Dranzer was spinning on a hill that stood in the terrain provided by the beystadium. It stood there, open for attack, awaiting its master's commands only to receive none. The owner of the purple blade yelled out in excitement, getting cocky at the fact he was pummeling Dranzer while jumping around like the monkey he was. The crowd was getting restless as Kai seemed unfazed by the whole situation. What exactly was going on in Kai's mind? That was what everybody wondered.

Well, deep inside Kai's head, all he thought about was that certain someone who haunted him day and night. It was none other than his all-time rival that he met just about two years ago. His name was none other than Tyson Granger. The thought of him just angered him as Kai felt that Tyson made all his hard work seem like trash in the end. Being trained in the abbey, training day and night on his own to strive for perfection, all of it had seemed to have gone to waste. Just last year, he lost Dranzer, only to have his rival retrieve it back for him. Every time when it seemed that Kai had gained more powerful, Tyson came back even stronger than he was. It frustrated Kai to no end and nobody understood that. Although he hated that fact, he still saw Tyson as a friend who helped to melt away some of the coldness he had in his heart. It was not possible to totally thaw away at his heart, but the fact that he was partially successful was pretty impressive. Now he had to make a big decision with all this in mind: to leave the Bladebreakers and join the Blitzkrieg Boys, or to stay with Tyson and win the championship together with Tyson.

"KAIIIIII!" Tyson gave one final yell and to his surprise, Kai snapped out of it!

Kai's face was struck with a look of pure confusion before he gained control of this battle. Growling in annoyance, Kai summoned Dranzer to finish Daichi in a single swift and powerful attack.

"Dranzer! Blazing Gigs!" Kai yelled as Dranzer shone, red light illuminating from said blue blade.

"NOOOOOO!" Kai's opponent, Daichi, yelled out in horror as he saw himself lose.

The crowd went wild and everyone cheered for Kai and his new victory. Tyson came running down towards his new partner that would accompany him in winning the World Championships. Although it seemed Kai had made his decision to stay with Tyson, he was sure that this wasn't a final decision.

'Tyson, don't be so sure that we will win this together… Because even if we do end up as a team together, my ultimate goal is to defeat you,' Kai thought darkly before Tyson arrived, patting the anti-social lone wolf in an approving manner.

In Russia, similar qualifying tournaments were being held in the capital city of Moscow. The old Russian beyblading champions seemed to be eliminating the rookies and other competitors quickly as they climbed up to the top.

Walking down the stadium was a familiar red head who wore a smirk on his lips. As he walked down, he looked around as the crowd cheered his name. Tala Valkov was his name. But the fans were barely the reason he craved for victory. No, not at all. If anything, he could care less about his fans, especially the fangirls. Like any other top-notch blader, he just wanted to be the best of the best. Ever since he was a child, that was what he craved for, wasn't that right? Now that he had gained and harnessed his strength, victory seemed to be just a step away. Tala could just envision the victory that he will face later on when he would win the whole championship. Oh yes, all that mattered now to that Russian was pure sweet victory. He walked towards his teammates with his smirk still showing only to have the others smirk back at him.

"Well boys… It seems that all these rookies have no chance against us. Just keep this up and we will be sure to go in as a team and win the World Championships," Tala said, certain that he and his old teammates would go all the way and win.

"Yeah, I guess it's my turn now! I'm up against some unknown person. Huh, like I'd let him beat me," Ian said cockily, getting up from his seat before walking towards the beystadium.

Looking as the crowd cheered for a certain red-head, a certain someone rolled her eyes at all the fan girls who screamed the red head's name. It was obvious that his looks were the only thing that made him so popular. Sure, Tala was pretty powerful, but so were you. Yes, that's right. You were (Name)(Last Name), and you seemed to be an unknown blader who came out of nowhere. Right… Everybody had got to come from somewhere. It's just that nobody bothered to notice your talent, just because you did not show your pretty face off like Tala and the rest of his team always did.

Sighing, you got up from your bench and made sure that your cape covered your face as to be covert about your identity. Knowing that it was best to keep your gender a secret, you knew that you might have some problems with joining the Russian Regional champs. If anything, they probably are some sexist bastards. After all, they were known as the Demolition BOYS, right? You walked towards the beystadium, letting your cape swish and trail behind you in a somewhat enigmatic manner. Looking towards your opponent, you kept your cool, keeping a placid face as Ian started trash talking. Looking behind that little man, you looked at their so-called leader, vowing to yourself that you would wipe that smirk off his face.

"Another freak to beat… I bet Ian has this in for him easy! Well, whoever that person is, he is the last rookie to be eliminated," Bryan scoffed.

"Huh, yeah. Unless Ian gets all cocky and does something stupid, there is no way he can lose to that nobody," Spencer replied, agreeing with Bryan

"Well, boys. Victory is ours. That is now for sure. That amateur should just give up but then again, many of them like to learn it the hard way," Tala said sadistically as his smirk widened when he realized that their new victim was now looking at them.

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"Bladers! Get into position!" the refree yelled.

Pulling out your shinning ebony blade that was lined with silver and a dark aqua colour, you placed it in your launcher, readying yourself to start the battle. Taking in a deep breath, you kept your composure and told yourself that you could do this and prove to those bastards that they were not the only top-notch bladers in Russia.

"3….2….1…. Let it rip!"

You grunted as you pulled the rip cord abrasively, resulting to sparks which flew out due to the force and friction of the launch. Ian launched his blade a tad bit later than you did, but you knew that this advantage would not save him. You knew that people always underestimated you, and that always gave you the upper hand. Looking at your beyblade, you smiled at Lisitsa as she had never once let you down. Lisitsa meant fox in Russian and was the bitbeast that lived inside your beyblade. Your beautiful but deadly bitbeast was an arctic fox covered in white fur with a black and aqua coloured patch running through the back of her spine. Although she looked charming, the devastation that she could cause was tremendous. She was the only thing that you had gained from your mother before she disappeared, leaving you as a child. She told you that one day, Lisitsa would protect you from any harm that came your way. The day Lisitsa escaped the embedded locket your mother gave you, you were astounded by her power as she appeared before your eyes when you were taking a beating from your former guardian. Your former guardian was a coach who always used violence in order to get you to train better and harder in Beyblading. He often hit you, and you were terribly frightened of him. One day, he was getting overboard with his daily beatings and the brutal beatings you took almost killed you. However, you were blinded by a shining light that was emitted from the locket that hid underneath your shirt. Next thing you knew, your instructor was down on the floor while your beyblade still spun. Upon further inspection, you saw the same beast that was embedded in your locket on your beyblade. Quickly, you fumbled with your locket that was under your shirt only to find that the beast embedded in there was no longer on the locket but on your beyblade that was spinning. Breaking out from that flashback, you felt your lips lift up in a smirk as you got back on track with your battle.

"Wyborg, attack and finish this battle! Well unknown blader, you should be happy that you've lasted this long because now, Wyborg is going to destroy your blade and what little pride you have," Ian said in an attempt to scare you.

"Well, Ian! I should be saying the exact same thing. You should feel rather lucky that you are battling me, considering that you're probably not up to my level. By the end of this, you're gonna be stunned by my skills, so better give up while you can. Because my blade, Lisitsa, is obviously going to crush that metal piece of junk you are using," you said, getting arrogant and certain that victory was yours.

"So, you can talk, huh? You didn't seem too talkative just now. All you amateurs are the same. All talk and no bite," he said.

"Pfft. Amateur. Really, shorty? The only amateur here is you," you said pointing at him before bringing your hand up above your head.

"LISITSA, SMERTELNO' ICE! Finish him!" you yelled out as you forcefully swung your raised arm.

Lisitsa glowed brightly and within a swift moment, a flash occurred, blinding everyone in the stadium. Moments later, everybody gained their sights and looked back to the stadium only to emit many surprised noises such as gasps and soft whispering. Everybody was confused as to what happened moments ago. The beydish was totally destroyed and within it, two beyblades still spun. But something didn't seem right. Ian's beyblade seemed to wobbling while yours stood strong as it swiftly spun.

The purple-haired boy stood in front of the beydish in a stunned state as he did not expect such power and was still in shock. He wasn't alone though. His teammates were eagerly looking at the big screen as they wanted to know what in the world happened after that flash of light blinded their vision. Once they saw the state that Ian's beyblade was in, they had their eyes widened, unbelieving of the scene before them. You decided against attacking as you knew it was of no use to do so. You knew in within seconds, Ian's beyblade would stop spinning and that was exactly what happened. Your beyblade flew to your hand and immediately after catching it, you did not wait for the announcer or anyone else to clap as you walked down the beystadium.

The referee finally decided to announce you as the winner, and with that, clapping could be heard in within the stadium. As you walked towards the exit that would lead you to a hallway, you heard an accusation fly your way from a certain angry purple haired beyblader.

"You cheated! You definitely cheated! What was that gleaming light just now, huh? What sort of trick was that?" Ian yelled angrily at you.

Chuckling, you turned towards your opponent that you so easily defeated.

"That is what you call raw skill, and it seems that you have never seen that in your entire life. Well, time to get your head out of that cloud because there are many beybladers that are more talented than you and your teammates will ever be. And if using skills is cheating, then so be it. Because I only remember that this game is all about skills, not some sport to be fooling around with," you stated in a very factual tone before glancing at the furious red-head that stood by his team's bench.

Tala glared at you and this was causing you to be amused by the second. The rest of his team also glared at you. Nobody talked to a team member of theirs that way and got away with it, especially not some lucky amateur. Or that was what they believed.

"Pfft! Skill? You were just lucky! When I take you in the beystadium, we will see who has raw skill!" Bryan yelled out at you before you started laughing at him.

"What so funny, huh?" Bryan bellowed, angry that you laughed at him when what he said to you was obviously something not to laugh about.

"Oh, nothing. It's just hilarious that you still think that I won this with luck," you replied nonchalantly.

"If it wasn't luck, it must mean that you cheated then!" Ian exclaimed, still believing that there was no way you could have defeated him without cheating. "That flash of light was a low trick!"

"Sorry to say but you're way in over your head. Not just you, but the lot of you!" you said.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Bryan and Spencer got up, angry at what you said.

"It means 'REALITY CHECK. YOU. ALL. ARE. NOT. GOOD. ENOUGH.' Face it!" you stated again.

Tala finally snapped at you last comment and growled at you as he glared daggers at you, looking way angrier than he was before.

"Listen, you amateur. You don't come around and talk shit like you're all that because we are the former Demolition Boys and would crush you and your beyblade to pieces. I'll make sure you face the cold bitterness of defeat if you ever face me," Tala informed coldly.

Waving your hand dismissively, you acted as if he had not mentioned that threat and walked away. In response, Tala growled more and started walking towards your back.

"HEY you! Listen and look at me when I'm talking to you!"

"Save yourself the shame, boys. I'll see you around when I take the Block A title tomorrow. So, watch out, Bryan," you said before winking at the grey-haired male.

"You fucking wish!" Bryan replied defiantly.

"No, no. I FUCKING know," you replied, swearing back at him with a sweet smile on your face before walking off into the dark hallways.

A/N: How do you guys like this story? Made the reader such a badass :P Oh, and yes, I'm changing the plot of the story to make things interesting. :P HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT AND PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS

Tala: Pfft, it's obvious that the readers aren't gonna review.

Rae(Author): Oh yeah, and why's that? You'll see, Tala. You'll see!

Tala: -.- Because you suck.

Rae: You cockroach haired redhead bastard!

Kai: ...

Rae: Oh well, at least Kai will have my back! Right?

Kai: -.-