Blitzkreig50889: well, I wasn't sure about posting this, but if it's liked well enough I think I'll continue it. I figured I'd do a fic that occurs before each of the teams of the beyblading world is created. So, well, here it is. As always, I don't own beyblade or its characters. As another note, there will also be no OCS after the first chapter, which will just consist of siblings to the main characters. That said, enjoy the fic! Oh, and as I have the feeling this may be a long fic, I'm going to break it up into a few smaller fics, although, how many I haven't figured that part out. Anyway, enjoy the fic all the same.

Book One: The Calling

Prologue

Thunder rolled and lightning lit up the sky. Rain poored in heavy sheets, easily blinding anyone who was either insanely brave or idiotic enough to head out into the storm. Yet, through it all, if one listened carefully, they could hear the oddest of sounds. It was faint, but it was there.

The sounds came from a dark, almost surprisingly modern castle. The occupants of the castle paid no heed to the odd sounds moving through their home, almost as if the sounds were impossible for them to hear. A lightning bolt lit the inner rooms of the castle for a moment, before the rooms were again plunged into darkness.

No sooner had the darkness settled, than a strange odor could be noticed in the hallways. It almost seemed to be smoke, yet there was something else to the smoke; something eerie. It was this eerie smell that finally awoke one of the inhabitants of the castle.

He didn't have a clue as to what had woke him up. One moment he'd been sleeping peacefully and the next, a strange odor had assaulted his nose and forced him awake.

As a bit beast, Griffolyon knew he shouldn't have been able to smell anything. After all, bit beasts were designed for war, not as a protection for a building, and the only true senses they were allowed to keep were their senses of sight and hearing. Yet, try as the griffin might, he could not identify the strange smell that had made contact with his rather weak sense of smell now that he was awake.

Worried, Griffolyon did a quick mental check on the occupants of the house. All of them were sleeping soundly. Well, almost all of them. His own beyblader was not where he was supposed to be and Robert was most definitely not asleep either.

Muttering a few curses under his breath, Griffolyon rushed out of the protective vault that guarded his blade as nothing more than a spirit. He sincerely hoped that was all that would be needed to urge Robert back to bed where he belonged. He wouldn't have the necessary physical strength needed to protect the boy if something sinister was nearby and decided to strike.

Finding Robert was a much easier task than Griffolyon had expected. Oddly enough, Robert was standing inside looking out the glass doors to one of the many balconies that had been attached to the castle a few years ago. Curious as to what Robert was looking at outside, Griffolyon looked out the window as well.

Shock rammed itself into the griffin's mind. He couldn't believe what he was seeing! There were spirits everywhere, each seemingly calling to the people inside the castle. Griffolyon had the feeling that the only reason Robert had not walked outside was due to his fear of the storm that was still raging.

It was at that point that Griffolyon noticed another strange phenomenon was occuring in the house. A strange series of sounds could be heard reverberating through the walls in an almost soothing symphony.

Becoming more worried at the sight of the spirits, the storm, and the odd symphony, Griffolyon let out a hiss of temper in hope the spirits and the song would cease to exist.

The spirits immediately disappeared with their own gasps of fright, but the song persisted. Agitated now, the griffin tried to find some sort of mental connection that could be causing the symphony. When he found none, he looked around Robert's bedroom wearily. Something was not right.

Glancing over at where Robert was still standing by the door, Griffolyon reached for the young blader's mind in hope he could convince him to head back to bed. However, Robert's mind, for the first time in Griffolyon's memory and life, was blocked.

Startled, Griffolyon rushed back to the guarded vault and his blade. He then proceeded to free himself of the blade so he could move around in physical form. Then, once the vault was unlocked, he rushed back to Robert's room in the smallest form he could manage. When he returned, Robert was nowhere in sight and the balcony doors were wide open, the storm having vented its strength and ceasing to exist.

Horrified, the griffin let out a screech of terror for his blader. Again he tried to reach for Robert's mind, and again he was blocked. Frustrated, he reached for the only other bit beasts close by. Amphylyon and Unicolyon's cries of terror matched his own as they too discovered their bladers missing. A nerve wracked touch from Salamolyon signaled the salamander was having similar problems.

Angered, Griffolyon changed his agonized screech into a roar. Whoever had did this was going to pay.

Dragoon jerked awake as a series of agitated inquiries jammed themselves into his brain. The headache that occurred almost drowned out who was calling the Japanese dragon. It was only when the voices became even more agitated and persistant that Dragoon finally realized who was contacting him.

Each of the bit beasts in the world could contact one another if there was ever a reason. Hearing what he recognized as European accents in the flawless Japanese running through his skull, he knew that there was something wrong in Europe.

Groaning at the pain in his skull, he quickly snapped at this European comrades to slow down and speak one at a time so he could understand them.

They didn't slow down and Dragoon knew that unless he could somehow manage to get his physical form out of the sword he was a part of, that there was no way he'd be able to aid his distraught comrades.

It was only as he tried to reach his own blader-to-be that he realized exactly what was causing the European bit beasts to be distressed; Tyson's mind was blocked.

Horrified, Dragoon called back that he was in a similar situation and had no idea what to do to help.

Judy Tate glanced around at her work with a small sigh. In a few weeks they'd be ready to start the first experimental work on creating artifical bit beasts.

Proud that everything was where it needed to be for the next day's work, she turned and started to head out of the facility that housed all of her research. Only the sudden loss of electricity throughout the building stopped her from leaving.

"What is going on?" she wondered silently as she rushed out into the hallways to meet up with the other remaining scientists. All of them were just as confused as she was.

"This is absolutely insane!" one of the scientists exclaimed. "The sky is completely clear and there's not a single ounce of energy in the building."

Perplexed Judy looked back at the room she had just left. She had been thinking about creating an electrical bit beast, but after this, she wasn't so sure if that was a good idea.

"Director Tate!" a voice called from behind her. Judy quickly looked over her shoulder to the man hurriedly moving through the halls to reach her side. "You have to come quickly. There's something going on in the vault where the artifical bit beasts were to be created."

Gasping she hurried after the now retreating collague. As they reached the vault, they found the door was held tightly shut so nothing could enter or leave without using a great deal of force. Looking through the only window that allowed any outside sight into the vault, both gasped as they saw the strong electrical currents manifesting themselves in the room.

"What is going on here?" Judy wondered yet again. "How can any of this be possible?"

"Director, look!" her collague gasped. Judy joined him as the electrical currents turned themselves into the first of the artificial bit beasts she had intended to create. What was even more astounding was that the creature was being created over a special rock they had recently found and of which had provided the data necessary for the experiment that was supposed to be occuring the next day.

"This is incredible," she whispered as the electrical currents disappeared only to reappear in a large glass cylinder. After a moment the currents became the physical force that Judy knew to be a bit beast.

"Director," her collague whispered. "The first of the artifical beasts has been created. It's a...miracle."

Judy could only stare on in shock. Inside the cylinder, the beast looked up and looked directly at her.

"Be prepared, for great things, good and evil, are about to occur in the near future," it warned her through her mind before closing it's eyes and seemingly shutting itself down.

Stunned, Judy could only stand there in shock for several minutes. Her collagues, seeing they could not get her attention, simply left her where she stood and left the still powerless building. It was only when the building began to become cold that she finally shook herself out of her shock and rushed from the building.

Voltaire Hiwatari jerked awake as his bedroom filled with a searing heat that reminded him of his grandson's temper.

He glanced around the room in a startling case of fright for several minutes until the room cooled back down to its original temperature. Even then, however, he did not completely relax. Something strange was going happening, he could feel it.

Shivering, he removed himself from his bed and began to pace. He needed to know what was happening. After all, he didn't want it interfering with his plans for world domination. He just couldn't have that happen.

When the presence suddenly faded, Voltaire finally went back to bed and slept. Nearby the cause of the earlier heatwave in the room watched with a almost furious stare. It had a job to do, and there was no way it was going to allow Voltaire Hiwatari to stop it from doing its job.

Blitzkreig50889: well, what do you think so far? I know it was a little long, but I promise the rest of the chapters won't be this brutal. As always, please remember to review! And on another note, sorry about the lack of that big update I promised last time I updated a fic. My normal computer went nuts on me and I ended up losing everything, so I promise I'll make that big update here as soon as I can. And big update means at least half of my in-progress fics will either be updated or completed.