Chapter 2

Wings: Hey guys it's been a while hasn't it?

Rainbow: Only cause you insisted on not updating, and removing all of our chapters!

Wings: Only so I could revise my poorly written, rushed mess of chapters I put out! People deserve better that hurried attempts with corny jokes! Think of the children reading this stuff!

Rainbow: Like anyone would read you fics… By the way, where's Silver and Star?

Wings: They're singing songs somewhere in the back of my mind. Why?

Rainbow: 'Cause whatever they're doing has to be better than this.

Wings: Just do the disclaimer!

Rainbow: Fine. Wings does not own Beyblade. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only. Happy?

Wings: Very! Now on with the show!

It was late noon by the time the boy came. A strange person with a hunch that hid his face in shadows.

"I don't know who you really are but you're asking for much, and giving very little." A red-haired man sat at a mahogany desk as stormy eyes bore into him. "But if you do give what you say you will it is worth it… You say you know where Tyson lays. He's become more legend than reality in the last year, and most people think him dead. Yet here you are claiming to know where he hides." The man smiled and looked dreamily into the distance. "I guess he was starting to look something like a bigger than life person though."

"I need a new start for another boy before he can face me again. Train him well or the sacred beasts will destroy themselves. Your Academy can provide that new foundation for him." The stranger twiddled with his dark hair. "Of course you can always decline, he has been a wild card, and I fear he's quite a handful…"

"I will do it. If he are strong enough to have his soul ripped out and survive than he will be accepted. You know what will happen if he isn't strong enough… You're betting with the devil." The man chuckled lightly, his face lighting up with a cheer.

"I understand fully. Now where is this Academy?"

A young boy awoke on a couch. Opening his storm blue eyes that rapidly shifted to brown than red, he got up and wandered the room. He wore a blue hoodie and a pair of finger less gloves sat on the coffee table. The boy picked them up and put them on his hands. The feeling of the gloves press his hands felt familiar and comforting as he thought about the strange room. Where am I? And why am I here? And what the heck is up with this ear-splitting headache? Of course, the boy didn't have any answers, but he still thought frantically anyway.

"Hello, I see you survived." A red-headed man strode up to him in a red blazer. "It's not every day the 'Immortal Phoenix' greets a new student, but I thought I might make an exception since your unusual enrollment in the Academy. Here is the bey you walked in with. We have scanned it for any cheating devices and it passed all the tests. Have a good day wandering the school. I hope you can stay out trouble and be ready for class at 7: 00 sharp." The talk was short but held a friendly warmth. The man handed the boy a silver, four pronged bey. "Have a good time at the Academy Takao Granger…" The name seemed like an afterthought, and Takao looked at the man and smiled.

"Thanks! I guess I'll see you around this school than too!" The boy bounced away from the man, heading towards the door he looked back and tripped. "Owww! Maybe I should work on my coordination first…"

Wings: Well, I think that was much better don't you think so!

Rainbow: Yes, much better.

Wings: And just so you know guys Takao is not Tyson! He's like the main character till Tyson comes back.

Rainbow: Great. So when are you going to write the new chapter?

Wings: On it right now.