Blitzkreig50889: well, here's chapter 1 for ya's! Let's just say this fic is going to be interesting and to make things quick, I've brought a muse!
Robert: I'm not a muse.
Blitzkreig50889: sure ya are! You just haven't realized it yet.
Robert: No, I have realized what you're trying to do. I'm not a muse.
Blitzkreig50889: (growls) fine then. Just do the damn disclaimer.
Robert: touchy aren't you?
Blitzkreig50889: (snarls) Robert…
Robert: Okay, okay! Don't try and bite my head off, sheesh! Blitzkreig50889 does not own beyblade or any of its characters. She just owns her OCS, The Black Thorns and their bit beasts, and her plot ideas. Oh, and like Dark Calling, you won't see the disclaimer any more after this. So… (Looks at blitzkreig50889)
Blitzkreig50889: enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 1
"Robert! Hey! Wake up! I need to talk to you."
Robert groaned as a voice blasted through his windows. He dragged the blanket from over his head and looked at the clock next to his bed. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head at the time. It was only two in the morning!
"Robert!" the voice outside bellowed. "Wake up!"
Groaning yet a second time, Robert forced himself out of bed. He was going to kill the person outside if someone didn't answer the door before he did. Although, what said person was doing here at two in the morning was beyond him.
"ROBERT!"
"I'm coming already, damn it!" Robert snapped out the nearest window. "You had better have a damn good excuse for getting me out of bed at two in the morning, Jonathan."
Jonathan, AKA Johnny McGregor, simply grinned from where he was standing on the doorstep. After a moment, Robert pulled the door open and gave the Scot a fairly lethal looking death glare.
"Not bad," Johnny commented. "You've still got a lot of work to do though if you want it to match Kai or Tala's death glares."
"Jonathan," Robert growled.
"Okay, point taken," Johnny said nervously. "I just wanted to warn you to be careful since I think our families are planning something on us, that's all."
"And this couldn't wait until after eight because…?"
Johnny gulped. "Because I'm leaving and I didn't want to leave without telling you."
Robert sighed. "Where the hell would you be going at two…" he broke off at this point to recheck the time. A blazing green 2:10 glared back at him from the digital clock on the living room fireplace's mantle. "At ten after two in the morning," He finished lamely.
"Well, you see, it's still ten over in Scotland and I just wanted to get a head start before my grandfather went nuts on me…over the…uh…" Johnny leaned closer at this point to whisper in a disgusted voice, "The settling down and having kids thing again."
Robert shuddered in agreement. The Scot's grandfather had been annoying all of the Majestics to settle down. Although the German had to admit Enrique and Oliver's reactions to that had been rather hilarious. They'd both been severely red in the face at the mere idea, but then again they were only nineteen so Robert couldn't blame them.
"Okay, but that doesn't explain why you couldn't have told me this when a sane person would be awake," Robert muttered.
Johnny sighed. "Alright, fine, I wasn't going to bother telling you this, but I'm heading out on a mission…"
Robert cut him off. "You took THE mission?"
"Yeah, I took that one."
"You are crazy!" Robert jumped up from the chair he had sat on and started to push Johnny out the door. "Oh, well, you want to die, go ahead and do so."
Johnny dug his heals into the rug, and flashed Robert a grin. "I won't die. I'm far too smart to do that yet."
Robert let out an exasperated snort. "Yeah, when you actually have true brains it'll be a cold day in hell."
"Hey!" the Scot exclaimed before Robert succeeded in pushing him out the door.
"Get out of here," Robert said with a small smile on his face. "I'm going back to bed and I'm not listening to you for the rest of the night." With that said, he slammed the door shut on the Scot.
Johnny shook his head after the door closed before speaking softly. "At least I tried to warn him."
"Yes, but you forgot to tell him Tala was going to match him and Celina together." Salamolyon sounded almost amused to Johnny's ears.
"Oh god," Johnny said with a shudder. "I pity him."
"That makes two of us, but…"
"But what Salamolyon?"
"Oh, never mind. I'm just worried we'll be next."
"We better not be!" Johnny yelped to his bit beast. "That would be terrifying!"
Salamolyon simply chuckled before becoming quiet. Johnny looked back at Robert's castle for a moment before smiling. Maybe he'd help Tala out. After all, Robert did shove him outside in the middle of the night…
"Don't even go there," Salamolyon warned. "Did you forget what Samantha and Julia did to you when you blackmailed Oliver?"
Johnny shivered. "Nope and thanks for the reminder." With those words said, the Scot turned and started walking back down Robert's long driveway. He had a long walk ahead of him if he wanted to get to Greece in the next week, so he might as well get started now.
(Later…)
Banging on the door alerted Robert's sleep fogged senses. They jolted into action so fast he literally fell out of the chair he had been sitting on. Cursing Johnny for depriving him of sleep earlier that morning, Robert moved to the door. Curses on himself for not having anyone around to answer the door for him. This was ridiculous.
"HEY! OPEN UP IN THERE!"
Robert froze on the other side of the door. There was no way Johnny's grandfather could be here already. Did the freaking man never sleep?
Muttering a prayer under his breath, Robert opened the door and instantly regretted it. A battering ram of people pushed themselves inside. Cursing himself mentally, Robert shut the door once they were all in.
"Well, there's my boy!" the Scot known as Johnny's grandfather yelled enthusiastically. "You find yourself a girl yet?"
Robert groaned. "No, and for heaven's sake, I don't want one!"
"WHAT?!" Several voices yelled. Robert winced.
"What do you mean you don't want a girl?" The older Scot snapped. "It's high time you settled down. You'll be twenty-three-"
"Twenty-four" Robert corrected. He was sent a glare before Johnny's grandfather continued.
" …Twenty-four in a few days. You should already be married and working on a kid by this point."
Robert nearly gagged. Kids? Married? The man was absolutely insane!
"Griffolyon, help!" Robert thought to his bit beast. Griffolyon however, didn't answer. Robert wondered what could've caused the griffin's silence but he didn't have much time to dwell on it as a sharp knock on the door grabbed his attention.
"You expecting someone?" Johnny's grandfather teased.
"Not anyone you would consider worth my time," Robert answered back. The cold glare delivered at the German went unnoticed as Robert answered the door and nearly swore.
"Tala…" Robert said while looking down at the ground.
"Robert," the Russian answered back. "Now what is going on that Griffolyon would literally fly his rear to Russia to specifically get me?"
Robert sent a glare to his bit beast before looking at Tala. At least now he knew why Griffolyon hadn't answered his plea for help earlier.
"Why don't you see for yourself."
Tala's eyebrows rose at that comment but he walked straight into the room and wanted to laugh. The group of Scots there all looked as if they were going to drag Robert to the altar. If only they knew that Griffolyon and him already had that handled. It made him want to laugh.
"Well, Griffolyon, you wanted me to set him and Celina up together," Tala thought. "Well, you're about to get your wish!"
Blitzkreig50889: well, there you go!
Robert: and I'm out of here! (Runs out of room)
Blitzkreig50889: Hey! He forgot to close. Oh, well, I guess I'll do it. Hope you liked the chapter and please remember to review! Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, I'm trying to keep these chapter shorter than what they normally are in any of my other fics. Let me know if you like that idea.
