Yay! I'm here with chapter eleven! Finally!

Kai – (sigh) Will you just start the chapter?

(pouts) Fine. Do disclaimer?

Kai – Don't I always?

Kai – (sigh) Fine. Disclaimer: She doesn't own Beyblade.

Enjoy!

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Will There Ever be Peace?

Chapter Eleven – The Meeting Begins

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-Kyle's POV-

I couldn't believe what was going on. All these years of dealing with beyblade, bitbeasts, and my "father", I never imagined actually coming face to face with an unnerving problem that not only brought my old bitbeast out of her bitchip as well as everyone else's but also involved my eldest son as the prime subject matter. What Kai's friends had told us just yesterday still had chills running up and down my spine. I couldn't believe that my own "father" was demented enough to think up something like this that had his own grandson as the sacrifice! I growled low in my throat, quiet enough that no one heard - which was good. Why? Why didn't I pull the trigger all those years ago? Why? What had possessed me in thinking that the man would be able to change? I saw the hungry, devilish look in his eyes as he saw Kai for the first time in the hospital room. Why did I not finish the job? I would have rather gone to prison for a few years than have to deal with what he did later on.

I stole a glance at my son, his arm still in the sling, head resting on Dranzer's shoulder. He looked about ready to doze off, though I knew he wouldn't. He was the same as myself on that matter. I always have to know and hear the plan and that everyone's going to be alright before I let myself rest. Unfortunately, Kai adapted that habit or gene, whichever it came as.

Dragoon paced nervously in the center of the barn, head down in thought, arms crossed behind his back. His bare feet made no sound as he walked, barely kicking up the light dust that accompanied the floor of the old barn. Falborg and Seaborg had just completed telling what they had learned; basically everything that their teenage masters had told us.

I frowned as I let my thoughts wander again. How the hell were we going to be able to pull any plan off? I had no idea what my father or Boris could do now that technology had gotten better and they had more resources than before. Only Kai, Spencer, and Bryan were the ones in the room that could give an answer to that. As much as I hate to have these teens as our only source of winning this war with Biovolt, I have no choice. I would just love to let Kai and his friends have a normal life, but I know with my father still out there as well as Boris, that won't happen.

And I hate it.

I closed my own eyes and leaned back heavily on the wall behind me, arms crossing over my chest. We needed to come up with something, but that something was going to have to be good, well-organized, and effective. Not really three easy combinations when developing a plan.

Dragoon stopped, causing all of us to look up at him. His face was set in a deep scowl as he glared at a point on the wall. "I hate to say this, but I don't think that we can do this the easy way. Every plan I can think of has one of us losing one of our masters, and that's the last thing we need." He sighed, running a hand through his bangs. "Truth be told, I have no idea what to do."

All of the bitbeasts seemed to have deflated at that comment. Their faces fell to the floor, hair keeping their eyes from view. Kai and I shared a look as Dranzer stared at the ground, eyes vacant. This wasn't like our feisty phoenix, but then again, the thought of losing someone close to you no matter what you do is a heavy one, and I'll be damned if I lose my son again.

I sighed. "There isn't any way?" I asked the dragon. He looked at me, considering his answer. It better be a damn good one, that's all I've got to say.

"Not that I know of. We can't do this alone. It is impossible."

I closed my eyes, trying to keep my temper in check as his words sunk in. "What kind of help are you looking for?" I asked.

He sighed. "None that any human can give. I'm sorry. I know how passionate you are about this-"

"Being passionate about this has nothing to do with it!" I hollered, standing. I straightened my back to where he and I actually stood eye to eye. "This is my son's life as well as his friends' lives that we are talking about. They are my top priority, not those poor excuses for human beings." My voice was low and threatening, something I hadn't heard from my vocals for a number of years. I strode up to the dragon. "I'll ask again, what kind of help do we need?"

The dragon took in a deep breath, his cool, stormy eyes gazing into my own crimson. "We need at least three hundred people to actually storm the place. Voltaire and Boris have over one hundred men, consisting of guards and scientists. Three hundred others, armed, would help any plan we have. If they can take out the humans, we can deal with anything else."

My mind raced. I was trying to remember old contacts, people who would still be willing.

"Three hundred?" I asked, feeling a small smirk pulling at the corner of my lips. At the bitbeast's nod, I pulled out an old cell phone, the silver flashing in the light. Flipping it open, I dialed the first number on speed dial. What the bitbeast before me didn't count on was that I had plenty of contacts that were willing to take down Voltaire and Boris, legally or illegally. That was the up side to being in the force and having a sadistic bastard for a father.

"Hello?" a voice asked, gruff and filled with age, but it still held that firm authoritative tinge that I knew and completely loved.

"Gerald?" I asked, eyes still locked with Dragoon's.

"Kyle?" he asked. "What the hell? It's been years. How've you been?"

"No time for small talk now. I have a question and favor."

He paused, and I heard some shuffling of paper. "What'cha need, bud?"

I smirked fully this time, Dragoon's eyes widening as the fire flamed back in my eyes. "You still want to take down Voltaire?"

There was another pause. "You know it."

"How many men can you get within twenty-four hours?"

I heard him, rather than knew, smirk on the other end. I could just imagine his bearded and dark face twisting with anxiousness. "How many you need?"

"At least three hundred."

There was a bark of laughter that caused the rest of the bitbeasts to look at the phone in my hand. "I can get you four hundred if you promise me a good scotch and a meal courtesy of your wife's cooking."

My smirked widened. "Deal. Didn't even need to ask. I'll call later with complete details."

"You do that, and I'll round up the men."

"Alright." With that, I hung up and stuffed the phone back in my pocket. I crossed my arms back over my chest and looked triumphantly at the bewildered dragon before me. "Done. Only, four hundred instead of three. Hope that's not an inconvenience."

"How-?"

"Having been in the force and having a lunatic business man for a father with many connections has its ups, don't you think?" I regarded him with a serious look. "I have many connections with men, and women for that matter, who not only hate Voltaire but are willing to do anything to take him down. No matter what it is."

Dragoon nodded. "I apologize for underestimating your ability. I forgot that you are Kai's father."

Next thing I knew, I had a presence beside me, and as I looked down, slate hair came into view.

Kai smirked and looked up at me. "Damn straight," he said. I smiled at that.

"What else is needed? I have a feeling that having three hundred men plus ourselves is not going to cut it," Kai stated. "Not with Voltaire and Boris being the prime subjects."

Dragoon nodded as Dizzy came up closer to the conversing men. "We can expect that the new bitbeast that they are working on will be up and running as soon as we get there. It won't be as strong as is will be, but its strength still overpowers our own. Even with all of us together, we won't be able to stop it alone."

"I guess it's a good thing that I decided to come and join the party, isn't it?" a voice echoed through the building.

-Normal POV-

Everyone turned around as a dark figure strode through the entrance of the barn. Dranzer was on her her feet in a flash, stepping in front of the figure before he could get any farther. Her face was tense as she recognized the features of the black cloaked man.

Kai gasped as he caught sight of the midnight eyes. "Black Dranzer."

Kyle's head snapped up at the figure, Brian and Spencer doing the same.

"It can't be," Kyle commented, eyes wide, mouth open in shock. 'It just can't be him.'

It was.

Black Dranzer stood well over a foot taller than Kyle or Dragoon. His short cream colored hair was the only color besides his pale skin that he had. Black tight shirt and pants went along with his biker boots and long trench coat. A large smirk was plastered across his face as he gazed upon each and every person in the room.

"Miss me, Kai?" he asked, tilting his head as he regarded his old master with deep emotionless eyes.

Kai glared at the bitbeast. He could still feel the strong, powerful hold on his body and mind that the dark phoenix had wrapped him in just a few months prior. He still didn't trust the being, and he never would.

Kyle growled low in his throat as he saw the tension between his son and the bitbeast. He stepped slightly in front of the teen, crimson eyes cold and dangerous. You didn't silently threaten the son of any man and get away unscathed.

Black Dranzer blinked as he regarded the human male. He looked familiar, but the name wouldn't come with the face. He shrugged mentally. He'd figure it out later. Turning back to his twin sister, he caught her emerald gaze. Oh, how she had not changed. She was still in mother mode. 'Women,' he grumbled mentally as he crossed his arms.

Dranzer gazed at her brother warily. Whatever had brought the dark being here without even been called must be bad. "What are you doing here?"

Black Dranzer smirked at the woman. "What? I can't just say 'hi'? Or even try and help you with this little war you're fighting with Voltaire Hiwatari and Boris Bolcov?"

"Maybe, but you never do unless it's got something in it for you," Dizzy pointed out.

Black Dranzer brought a finger to his chin in mock-thought. "You have a point. Then again, you've always been the smart one, haven't you?" He smirked.

Kai stepped out from behind his father's form. "What are your terms?"

The black phoenix's smirk got bigger as he went over to sit on one of the large crates. "You are right about the fact that I have terms to run across you." His face grew serious in a flash. "This new bitbeast that those two demented old men have created is not going to be a walk in the park to get rid of. It's going to take a lot of energy, power, and everything we've got. With our combined strength, including my own, mind you, we should be able to take him down."

"You've always been a loner and not really one of the good guys," piped up Seaborg, crossing his arms. "Why are you doing this now?"

Black Dranzer's dark gaze pinned the whale where he was. "This new bitbeast will not only surpass my own strength as an infant, but it will also bring about the destruction of not only mankind but our kind as well. All worlds will tumble and collide together and then disappear altogether. I think this applies to everyone, don't you?"

"Of course," Driger replied, stepping forward. He wasn't one for putting in his two cents, but this was an important matter.

"What do you mean, the worlds will tumble?" Kai asked.

Black Dranzer gazed at his old master. "Exactly what I mean. Each world will bleed into the other, eventually disrupting the time flow and the boundaries that separate each world."

"Okay, so you're willing to help us, but what is your price?" Kyle asked.

The dark phoenix switched his gaze from the older human to the teen standing beside him. "The only way that I will help you all in any way is if you agree to my term."

"And what would that term be?"

"Joey." The black figure stood. "I want Joey to be my new master."

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Cliffhanger yet again! ^^ Sorry, didn't exactly know where to stop it! ^^

Sorry it took so long to update. Been VERY busy lately and have had just enough time this week to write this chapter. ^^' Hopefully, the next one will be up much sooner than this had been.

Highlights

What will Kai's answer be? Will he let Black Dranzer be Joey's bitbeast, or will he and Kyle have something else to say to that? Then, we'll get a little more Kai action. I've been neglecting him again...Oops....

Find out next time!

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