Warnings: Some language and violence. Implied yaoi -warning. Don't like, don't read.

Author: Brooklyn Peayl

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. I do own the OC's. I have no intention of making a prophet of this, I write for the soul purpose of writing alone.

Summary: What happens when Mr. Dickenson brings the Bladebreakers a new captain and Kai has to step down? And, what if this new captain is a girl who Kai knows from the Abbey?

Side note: I have altered some things so they will flow better. Including the characters in the team--meaning, I have added an extra member to it instead of Hilary. Sorry, Hilary fans, but she annoys me :)

OMNICIENT POV

The girls managed to get to the top floor silently without waking the still sleeping teens below them. The bronze skinned girl led her past the open doorway and into the attic. Golden carpets lined the stairway, but the floor of the room was a dark hardwood. Along the walls, the wood ran halfway up them, ending with a wide block midway on the wall before drywall began reaching to the inclined roof. Three beds were at three of the corners of the room, the fourth had an angled window which let the morning light in from the sun rising slowly.

"You can pick either bed," She smiled at the pale, silver-eyed girl. "This one's mine." Tati sat herself neatly on the folded cloth on the springy mattress.

"Hn." The silver eyed girl held little interest of the room she was in. Dropping her bag on the farthest bed, she turned to take in the rest of the room. A few plants were scattered here and there and three fans lined the long ceiling, rotating slowly, moving the chilled air.

Removing her hat, pure white hair cascaded past her midback, she placed it on the bed.

"Wow," Tati blinked, "You have pretty hair." She smiled widely, but Caliban simply nodded and looked out the window across the room. When she didn't respond, the black-haired girl stood and pointed to her bag, "Is that all you brought? If you want, you can borrow some of my clothes so you have something to wear while we get you new ones." Her smile was warm, but the silver-eyed girl simply stared at her.

"Thanks." She finally said, standing.

Tati was overjoyed that she seemed to be on the strange girl's good side. "Are you hungry? We could go downstairs and introduce you to everyone. Well," She paused, smirking, "Tyson's still probably asleep, so you probably won't see him until noon." The bronze skinned girl was the only laughing at her joke. Caliban just stared out the window before her eyes moved to the door. "Right," Tati cleared her throat then stood beside the girl, watching her until she nodded to proceed.

Ignoring the white-haired girl when she growled, Tati hooked their arms together again and led her down the stairs again. They passed by Tyson and Ray's room, Tati paused to look through the opened door to find Tala and Ray sneaking over to Tyson. Ray was in possession of a pan and wooden spoon, Tala looking devious with a bucket full of water. When the neko-jin noticed the girls, he smirked and put his finger over his lips and whispered a 'shh'. Looking up from the blunette, Tala first noticed Tati, then the ice blue eyes turned to Caliban. He froze again until she gave him another smirk, which was a few moments that lasted forever. When his sharp eyes caught her gesture, he seemed to loosen slightly, looking back to the neko-jin who nodded.

Smiling maliciously, Ray slammed the wooden spoon into the metal pan, filling the quiet house with the loud metallic clang. "TYSON! RUN!"

The blunette leapt as he drew in a quick breath, eyes wide. The moment his head was no longer on the pillow, Tala slung the pot toward him, stopping abruptly so the cold water sloshed out, hitting the blunette dead-on.

Tyson let out a shrill scream as the dynamic duo burst into laughter.

"Assholes!" Tyson growled, narrowing his eyes on the two, "What the hell did you--" He froze when he saw the two standing in the doorway. "Uhm... hi" He smiled as his eyes took in the pale, white-haired girl.

"Ugh," She rolled her eyes, pulled free of Tati, and continued down the hallway to the stairs. Tati blinked, then ran down to catch up with her.

"Hey, wait!" Tyson said, falling off the foot of his bed and face planting on the floor.

When they all made it down the stairs, Kai was sitting at the table, crimson eyes in a book. "What did you two do to Tyson?" He didn't look away from the pages.

"They poured water on him after waking him up with a pan." Tati laughed, sitting at the table across from the crimson eyed Russian. "Here, Cal, come sit by me."

Kai stiffened again as the white haired girl slid in beside the bronze girl. His eyes finally deviated from the pages to fall upon the silver eyed girl. He glared at Caliban, crimson boring into silver. But she was unfazed, simply watching him back. Tala walked in, sitting next to Kai. Ray and Tyson were the next to enter, Tyson dripping wet and mumbling under his breath, and Ray slid on the other side of Tati. Now that the table was full, the one-sided glaring contest subsided as Kai flipped his book shut.

"We begin training at noon." He stated bluntly. "Once everyone has begun, Caliban and I will begin."

Tyson blinked. "What are you talking about?"

"Kai and Cal are playing. Whoever wins will be our captain." Ray said, picking a pancake off the mound in the center of the table.

"Whoa, whoa, what?" Tyson furrowed his brows.

"Your captain and I are going to face each other to remain or become captain of the Bladebreakers." Caliban said, closing her eyes and picking up the glass of water. Tati glanced at her worriedly, picking up her own glass to sip at the water.

"Are you even any good?" Tyson smirked, leaning on the counter and watching her intently. Tati spat her water out, saturating Tala in water and spit.

"Sorry, Tala," She murmured between coughs, pounding her chest. He shook his head, holding up his hand and offering the bronze skinned girl a slight smile.

Caliban didn't answer. She didn't even react to Tyson or Tati's projectile assault on the redhead. Instead she stood, turning to the sink to fill her glass. Flicking on the water, she leaned on the counter, her back to the room, and stared out the window over the kitchen sink.

All eyes were on her as she turned. Looking over everyone, her sliver eyes stopped on Kai. When his eyes narrowed, her face seemed to drop. Then, something none of them expected happened. Caliban's eyes narrowed and everyone in the room shivered when her voice whipped out, low and terrifying. And, in Russian.

".: You disgust me. :."

Kai's glare disappeared when his eyes widened. But the emotion soon vanished as he stood abruptly, slamming his hands on the table.

".: I disgust you:."

She said nothing, as no one understood them other than Tala, who was taken aback.

".: You have a lot of nerve showing your face around us after what you did. :."

She glared, pushing her eyebrows down, her eyes seemed to chill the room a few extra degrees.

".: You have a lot of nerve if you think you know what happened. The fact is, you don't know what happened, you just took your beloved team and ran away. :."

"You don't know what you're talking about." Kai seethed in English.

Tala finally seemed to snap out of it as he stood and glared at the both of them.

".: Stop. We don't know what happened to her, but she chose Voltaire over us. Call it even. :."

She snarled at the redhead, the glass in her hand shattering as her fingers tightened on it. Sharp shards stabbed into her skin, bright red liquid bubbled out of the pale skin. But she didn't even seem to notice.

".: I did not choose. I had no choice. :." She snapped, whipping the glass onto the floor, a little bit of her blood splattering onto the floor and cupboard behind her. Tati and Ray both jumped in their seats when she stomped past them. "See you at noon." She managed, struggling to even her voice. Kai was right in her way of the door, but she pushed by him, sending him backwards and caught by Tala. The crimson eyed teen growled, but sat back down, whipping his book out to get absorbed back into the pages.

Tala sighed and turned to the door. "You shouldn't have said that, Kai." Kai responded by growling. The ice-eyed teen turned to walk out the door, seeing the white-haired girl pulling her shoes on at the door. "Mind if I go with you?"

His voice made her turn and she sighed. "You know I don't like being pitied."

"I'm not pitying you. I'm trying to help you." He said, advancing toward her.

At first, she took offence to it, but turning to stare the redhead down, she smiled a smal smile, lowering her head. Hesitantly, she opened the door for him. "Thank you, Tala."

The two arrived back as the sun began to near the middle of the sky. Caliban was carrying a few bags when she kicked the black shoes off. Also, she was wearing a light brown trench coat tied around her waist and black skinny jeans instead of the white baggy pants and lavender tee she had arrived in. Her hair had also been pulled back into a high ponytail on the back of her head.

But most differently, she came in, stumbling and smiling widely as Tala quickly closed the door behind them, snickering loudly. "I don't think they'd follow you here."

"What happened?" Ray was sitting in the entertainment room with Tati and Tyson, watching TV.

Caliban straightened, her smile vanished and Tala moved before her, hiding her from the curious eyes. "We were just caught and perused by fans."

"She has fans?" Tyson asked, raising a brow in disbelief. "I've never heard of her before, and I know everyone in the bey-world."

"She was strictly a Russian blader, so anyone who paid attention to the culture knows who she is." Tala said, ushering her to and up the stairs. She took a deep breath once on the landing when all the eyes were off her. "Sorry about that, I thought Kai would be beating them into training."

"I'm not quite that sadistic." He stood at the top of the stairs, leaning on the railing with his arms crossed. Tala paused before touching the small of her back to escort her back up the stairs. When they reached the top of the stairs, Kai stepped in their way, eyeing them suspiciously. "Get your blade and meet me in the beydish." With that, he moved by the two then down the stairs, vanishing into the ground level.

(1)

RAY'S POV

We were forced out of the TV room when we heard our captain coming down the stairs. Normally, he's as silent as I am, being catlike and all, but I was getting the feeling he wasn't in the best mood. How, you ask? Well, let's just say his body language was telling everyone around him to go off and die, though that's not too different from how it is normally. Secondly, he was emanating a glare that would give Hitler the heeby jeebies.

"Outside." He said without pausing as he stalked through the room to the yard. We had enough self-preservation to comply without protest.

When we reached him, he was standing with his arms crossed and staring into the beydish. Glaring, sorry. He was glaring into the beydish. He didn't acknowledge us, not even a grunt or 'hn'. Can you get the sense I'm worried? Emerging from the house, Tala, followed by Caliban. She no longer wore the trench coat. In it's stead, she had a loose long-sleeved top with a large belt encasing her small waist. In her hand, a very long silver rip cord dangled from a maroon launcher. The blade was silver as well with gray swirling on the top, for design I was guessing. But the weird part was not the design, but the bitbeast chip in the center was blank. It had no symbol on it.

Tala walked beside her, eyes on the ground as they approached. Kai must have taken notice to her bitbeast, or lack of, because he smirked.

"He takes Memora as punishment for being a goody-two shoes?" His voice was surprisingly acidy. I was taken aback. Kai was never known to say provocative things before beybattles. Normally, he'd just stand there indifferently, kick his opposer's ass, then be done with them.

Caliban didn't react. Instead, she stepped up to the opposite side of the dish and put her blade in its place. With a 'click', she tested the rip cord by pulling it slightly, pushing it back in and repeating until the blade moved with her till she was satisfied.

"Ray."

I blinked at my name and looked away from her blade when she spoke my name.

"Yes?"

"Count it down." Her eyes didn't look to me. Instead, they moved from her blade to her opponent whose smirk had vanished and was glaring intently at the white-haired girl with silver eyes. "Tala." Still, her eyes refused to move from Kai, who refused to deviate his from her.

He stepped up beside her, watching Kai as he did so, before turning to face Caliban.

"Be sure there is no foul play." The red head nodded, then stepped away, gliding silently beside me. The two of us stood off to the side, but had a perfect view of the dish.

"No rules. No hits below the belt. No time limit." She nodded at Kai's words. They were laced with malice, but she remained indifferent. "First to stop spinning is the loser. The one remaining is the victor and captain."

But at this, Caliban shook her head, white hair falling messily over her shoulders. "First to be knocked from the dish. If one stops spinning, the other has the obligation to throw them out."

I had never played that way before. With Kai, it was always until our blades ceased to move. I glanced to Tala, who was looking spooked and unnerved, but kept his face straight, eyes on the dish. Looking back up to Kai, he nodded at her proposal.

"Ray." His voice was still angry, but it was subsiding. "Count it down." He repeated Caliban's words and I nodded, holding my arm out over the dish.

"Three."

Both simultaniously switched into their crouches.

"Two."

Eyes began to narrow as fingers gripped rip cords.

"One."

Caliban shifted slightly to the right, Kai remained motionless.

"Let it rip!"

The second my lips formed the p, rip cords were dislodged and launchers were humming at the speed they were pulled. The blue blade was spinning faster and with more force than the silver, but somehow, the silver blade was moving quicker along the metal dish. When Kai growled, the blue beyblade shifted, catching itself, it flipped over and landed dead-on to the blank bitbeast chip. None of us had ever escaped once Dranzer perched herself on our blades. And he knew that, so he must have been planning to end this quickly.

Something in me subsided. As much as I would like to get to know Caliban, Kai is our captain and has basically taught us everything we know. I'm rooting for him, but not openly, for fear that I would throw his careful concentration with a single word. Even if he somehow lost, I knew he would still criticize us and critique us. He would still be on the team, but I just couldn't see how anyone could be better than our captain. I had confendance and loyalty in him, but even if Caliban did win, I would follow her, but still listen to Kai.

Smirking, Kai straightened his back, watching what was unfolding below him.

Caliban had yet to rise from her crouch. Her arms were at her sides as she straightened as well, silver eyes intent on the battle.

"Left." Her voice was calm, almost bored. Abruptly, the silver blade stopped in its tracks, still spinning, causing the blue blade to wobble unstably. Then the blade shifted to the left, lowering the tip of its attack ring to touch the metal and the second it made contact with the dish, it was launched into the air, leaving the blue blade stunned and spinning unevenly.

We all gaped at her feat which she seemed to accomplish with aggravating ease. She was definitely a talented blader, no doubt about that.

"Dranzer, emerge!" I could tell by Kai's tone he wanted to end this now. He was never really known for dragging things out, unless it was training. He enjoyed dragging that out as long as humanly possible. And then some.

On his command, the flaming bird made itself known, materializing as it reared its head to let out a shrill cry that caused everyone to cover their ears. Well, everyone who wasn't Russian. Tala simply watched, unfazed by the noise, Caliban was watching her blade land effortlessly on the very rim of the dish, circling it with that same aggravating ease that made the rest of us look like pushovers. And of course, Kai made no acknowledgement of the ear-drum shattering sound.

Once the phoenix was happily out of the blade, it zeroed in on the silver one circling it.

"Dranzer, Spiral Survivor." The bird complied and began to flap its wings, creating a fore and back draft. Once a spiraling vortex was created, the phoenix ignited the air, flames spiraling with the force of the gale heading right for the silver blade.

"Memora, be known." The moment Caliban spoke the name of her blade, Kai's eyes widened.

'Oh shit,' I thought. 'Kai looks... worried. That can't be good.'

All attention was now on the silver blade that did not pause in it's circling, but instead moved from the very edge to the inner plane. It began to spin faster as a white light shone from the blank blade. Caliban's face remained emotionless as the white creature emerged. Setting itself into a crouch, the four-legged bit beast bared its sharp teeth, but no growl sounded. When I looked the bit beast over, I concluded it was some kind of fox. Black lines shone prominently under its left eye, beginning at the center of the eye and curling up its cheek bone and vanishing by the crease of the very same eye. Its ears were long and big, the fur curling slightly at the ends. A long, wide tail whipped around the creature, paws small, but still managing to make me shiver. Grey feathers were folded onto its back before it let out a sound that made even the phoenix wince.

"Evade and counter." The fox leapt from the path of the flames, wings extending into their full brilliance, as the creature glided past the bird who still appeared to be in pain from the cry. Once the fox was clear from the flames, it spun in the air, using the wings to aerodynamically shift and excel to a speed not even a jet could top. It rammed into the flaming bird, knocking it against the inclined wall of the beydish.

In turn, the blue blade was knocked off balance and returned to spinning unevenly.

"Gale rush before Vortex." Letting out another piercing noise, the fox made another high-speed aerial advance to the phoenix, but stopped to avoid being hit with one of the bird's many tails.

"Stop underestimating me." Kai growled, not looking at the white haired girl who didn't really seem to be focusing on the battle. "Dranzer, use your Fire Arrow." He snarled, watching the white demon fox advance toward his phoenix.

"Evade and counter." Caliban repeated. The fox slid right by the bird, managing to slice the bird in the side with its claws. The flaming bird let out a cry of pain as it shifted to snap the sharp beak at the fox. But the fox was faster, leaping onto the bird's head before the phoenix could even close its beak. The silver blade was now in the same position the blue had been in previously. Perched precariously on the wobbling blade, the white blade shifted from side to side, throwing Kai's blade even more of balance. "Fly downward, Memora."

"Meteor crush, Dranzer!" Kai yelled, watching the fox easily evade his birds attempts at catching it.

"Evade. Do not counter." She said calmly. "Begin circling." Complying to the white haired girl, the similarly white fox began to dash in circles around the red bird, moving from right to left to avoid the flaming stones falling all around it. The bird watched it, aiming, but soon began to slow as it was spinning as well to keep up with the circling fox. Knocking the blade even more off balance, the fox began ramming into the disoriented bird.

"End this, Memora. Devine Justice." Kai's eyes widened and Tala drew in a ragged breath. Both Russians now watched the girl, not the bird or fox.

"Cal..." Tala said sadly. She didn't acknowledge the redhead.

With another deafening cry, the fox leapt into the sky, high above the phoenix. The fox then positioned itself to dive head-first at the still-disoriented bird. Speeding, the fox advanced rapidly, before slamming into the phoenix. The silver blade hit the blue one, catching it right off the corner, sending it out of control. Ricocheting multiple times, the blue blade finally caught the edge of the white blade and dish at the same moment, sending it flying out of the dish. It landed with a soft clink on the dirt, face down. The silver blade was still spinning in place in the metal dish, before rocking away from the white haired girl and rebounding, sending it straight at her. She caught it, bitbeast side facing out. When I looked over the blade again, the fox we had just watched was curled in its proper place. But after a few moments, it faded.

Now looking Caliban over, I noticed something change about her once the fox had vanished. Her eyes widened and her face was shock stricken. Her hands began shaking and she broke into a run, toward Tala. He caught her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug.

Kai walked over to his blade and picked it up, he looked it over and smiled slightly. "You did good, Dranzer." He said softly, but my keen hearing picked his words up. Turning his crimson eyes to Tala and Caliban, he nodded once. Caliban's face was buried into Tala's shoulder and hers were trembling.

Kai turned to us after Tala nodded once back. "Tyson, help Tati with lunch. Ray, make sure Papa G's not dead." When no one moved, he glared at us and folded his arms. When we caught the glare, we all turned and went to our assigned destinations.

Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Kai walking to Tala and Caliban. When I reached the dojo, I paused, hidden inside, and watched.

Tala tapped Caliban's back awkwardly in his hug and she looked up. And what surprised me are her silver eyes looked to be fighting tears. Kai stepped beside her and hesitantly touched her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed at him and she shifted away from his touch. I saw him step toward her again, ignoring her when she tried to step away again, and pulled her into a hug.

Living with Kai and being best friends with Tala, I picked up a little Russian. So I heard and understood when Kai began to stroke her hair and murmured three words.

".: I'm so sorry. :."

(1) I don't normally do a POV switch in the middle of a chapter, but hey, you don't hate me for it :D

…..right?

A/N: Again, I hate myself for having the urge to combine these… my ego about myself is ruined ;-; all those spelling errors! It's horror! Apocalypse now!

Annnyway, R&R por favor:D