Disclaimer: I don't own the Beyblade characters.

Just to give a short break from my studies….

This fanfiction is very different from my regular fanfictions. You would have rectified it from the title of this story. I had some time to write this out while I take breaks.

The influence of writing action stories arouse from Misty! (Droplets of Blue Rain). Hope that I am not copying your story Misty.

There might be grammatical errors and typing errors, so pardon me :(

This chapter is rated from K+ to T (in between) because it briefly mentions the attacks only. It doesn't have any violence. Overall, I rated T for the whole fic (for safety). All young buddies, read the entire fic after you all have turned 13! :P

Enjoy!

~Chapter-1: The misery starts~

"Policemen and policewomen in and around the country are not expected to wear their police uniforms till the Mafia case gets over. They are expected to work without revealing their identity."

-To all the Police departments in the world.

The sun was already up in the sky, mild sun beams falling on the earth. But, the clouds were bluish-grey in color, denoting that something gloomy had happened the previous day. The church looked rather gloomy in the melancholic atmosphere. There were trees on the lawn, have leaves denoting the color of the sun. The Olive green grass was covered by the orange leaves, and very few were held by those trees.

But, few miserable things were there near those fallen leaves….. Not only were those leaves dead, but…. The bodies….. Their souls are in heaven…. The leaves had to be on and near the black and grey tombstones… that was their fate after death.

Few bouquets were placed on each tombstone, but the flowers of the bouquets, which had lovely buds, turned to the color of iron. They became brittle and…. They too were dead, along with the bodies. Their styles were olive green to brown in color.

You may expect that only the bodies are dead but…. The flowers and the leaves, the common humanity…. Are dead too.

A certain Chinese man was walking down the aisle between each tomb, carrying two rose bouquets. He was wearing a white Shirt with Black pants. His cat-like eyes were moist, producing transparent liquid from his lacrimal glands.

"Mr. Mario and Frankie…" cried that raven haired guy.

"Frankie… she was in love with me, but I kept rejecting her feelings…. She had her heart for two people… Mario and me! Why can't a person have his or heart for more than one person, if the love is not lust!? All my fault! I should have not been harsh with her! Now both the lovers are dead! Frankie should have been alive to see me accepting her feelings…. My colleague…. My love…. Frankie… is dead now. My dear friend, Mario is no more with me….." cried the Chinese as he kept the bouquets on their respective tombstones.

"They captured my place….." wept the Chinese.

A tall, thin, young, beautiful nun approached the Chinese.

"Brother, you need not worry. Life can be mortal, but your love towards your deceased ones is always immortal. Mister, wipe of your tears, or else their souls will pity for you in the heaven," advised the nun.

The Black head Chinese wiped his mild tears.

"Thank you for your advice," greeted the black head.

"Welcome, Mr. Ray Kon," greeted back the nun.

News:

"Mr. Mario and Frankie from Brazil, were shot dead during the attack of the "Senso Ji" temple at Tokyo. The two cops were there in the temple for a small visit, but unfortunately, those two who were rescuing the visitors were shot dead by a masked man," said the chocolate haired journalist, reporting from "Tokyo times."

The brunette was returning home with a blue-haired woman, after finishing the day's job. She was wearing a baby pink sleeveless top with an aqua blue pencil skirt, having a Van Heusen black handbag. Her hair was short and wavy, her Ruby eyes were dull and her collar bones were very visible.

The blue haired singer was wearing a black full sleeve shirt with a hot pink skirt. Her hair was made into a bun, covered by a black net.

"The Mafia is taking all the innocent lives of Tokyo. Huh! My dear friend Ray should be really upset, because his colleagues were shot," said the brunette.

"Don't worry Hilary. Let their souls rest in peace. Somebody will come to avenge for their devastating deaths," said the blue-haired singer.

"You're right Ming Ming. Those bastards deserve something worse than the red plague! Let that rid them!" cursed Hilary.

"Hmm… being a singer, I should dedicate a song to the innocent dead ones as well as our brave martyrs," said the popstar.

"I am being driven by angst," whined Hilary.

"Don't worry…. God will make a good end to these massacres," encouraged the singer.

In New York:

The sky approached the dust in America. The birds were gradually stopping to fly, lights were slowly making their debut of that day along with the radiant stars. The full moon appeared, instead of the big sun.

A ten year old Japanese-American brunette was walking down the aisle, in the streets of New York in a melancholy. Her blue eyes were underneath her transparent liquid secreted by her lacrimal glands.

"Dad's dead…." Whined that girl.

The girl slowly walked home in an unstable manner.

The brunette opened the door. The lights of her home weren't switched on yet. She is usually scared of dark, but not now, because… her father…. Is no more. She was hardly able to identify that her house was under the influence of a dark atmosphere.

She went to her mother's room…. She was crying for days…. She used to be a very fit woman. She had enough muscle mass but…. She has become extremely thin…. She was hardly able to recognize her hunger…

"Taro! You are dead! ALL BECAUSE OF ME!" cried the woman.

The brunette went and hugged her blonde mother.

"Mom! Please don't cry! I can't bear to see you like this!" whined the brunette.

The blonde woman of early fifties looked at her daughter.

"Charlotte! Your dad wanted to see you grow up, getting married and have children but, he is dead!" cried the blonde woman as she hugged her daughter back.

"Mommy, I don't want to go to school, please! I-I-I-I can't focus on my studies after my daddy's death!" exclaimed Charlotte.

"Okay Charlotte…. Your wish…. Max is upset too. Your big brother is a cop now, and you are just an elementary school girl….. Even he is not able to concentrate in his job right now," said the widow, wiping her tears off.

"I, Judy Mizuhara, is vowing that I will be responsible for someone who will payback for my husband's death," vowed the widow as she got up.

Yes… her husband…. He was see lying as a corpse in his room. Someone had murdered him…. He was stabbed on his stomach and his chest.

A week later….

"We have not seen Max and Ray for days," said the brown haired journalist.

"Yeah…. Being the citizens who are associated with the dead people of theirs, they… they are very upset…. Angst is ruling them…. Now they are solution-less," said the navy-blue haired man, who is working in WBBA (World Beyblade Battle Association) as an assistant manager.

"I feel very sorry for them Tyson," said a red head college student.

"Yes Daichi…." Replied the navy blue haired guy named Tyson.

"All because of that freaking Mafia! They should be doomed!" exclaimed Tyson in anger.

"Anyways guys, please be safe," said Hilary.

Suddenly, Tyson received a call from his friend Kenny in New York.

"Tyson… the Mafia has come back to New York from Tokyo. You guys need not worry," said Kenny.

"What? Are you sure?" asked Tyson.

"Yeah. I saw them, but I am afraid to report this to the police. They don't stick to a place, but keep roaming like sly dogs," said Kenny.

"Hmm… be safe Chief! Please stay at home! Tell Judy and the others working in PPB research center to be safe," advised Hilary as she took the phone from Tyson.

"Don't worry Hilary. Those scoundrels will be caught for sure," said Kenny.

"Okay, but please be safe Kenny," said Hilary in a caring tone.

"Sure Hilary, and by the way, how is Ming Ming?" asked Kenny.

"She is fine… don't worry, you both will be engaged as soon as possible," said Hilary.

"Good enough and tell her to be safe," said Kenny.

At Ray's home:

Hearing someone ringing the bell, the Chinese opened the door. To his surprise, he saw a pink-haired woman. Her hair was hot pink in color, her golden eyes were beautiful and definitely, the lad was taller…..

They looked at each other. For so many years, they have not seen each other. His heart began to beat with love and joy. Looking at his acquaintance, he went close to her. She was not happy, but her heart was excited to see her man.

"Mariah!" exclaimed the Chinese.

"Ray…. Nice to meet you," said Mariah in a dull voice.

Ray held his hand on her chin and lifted it up, "You look so dull. What's wrong? We are meeting each other after so many years, so why sad?" asked the Chinese.

"Ray…. I am really feel pathetic for Frankie and Mario…. I would have given you to her…. But, the brave woman, brave friend, brave daughter, great Queen… is nor more!" cried Mariah on his shoulders. Then, he rubbed them.

"Hmm… cool down. If we are going to cry, will she ever return to us? Just be calm…. Frankie will definitely be satisfied if we are engaged. She previously insisted upon me to go with you," said Ray as he held his hands around her spine.

"Really?" asked Mariah, facing Ray.

"Yes," replied Ray, as he hugged her even more.

"Hmm… time for me to avenge for their souls! Frankie and Mario! Your thirst will be quenched when these scoundrels are killed! Rest in Peace! I'll take care of them. Honestly speaking, you both are in the world of happiness! You are living peacefully with god! I'll definitely kill them and send them to hell!" thought the Chinese.

After they separated, Ray made her to sit on the sofa. They were talking for a long time. They recently met around six years ago:

Flash back:

"Ray! I-I-I just can't bear to live without you!" cried Mariah.

The Raven-haired held his hands on her shoulders and said, "Don't worry Mariah. I'll return soon. I'll come back soon," said Ray, taking his baggage inside the airport.

"Take care Ray," greeted another raven-haired.

"I will, Lee. Be safe and take care," greeted Ray.

"Ray…. I love you," confessed Mariah and hugged him.

Current day:

"We missed you a lot Ray. We played together, ate meals together, beybattled together and at times… we slept together with our friends. We worked in the fields, threw stones on the water, and carried Logs… yeah…. The one which we did the most," recollected Mariah.

"Yeah… you weren't able to carry that pile!" mocked Ray funnily.

"Hey! Don't mock me! And you weren't able to woo all the girls!" mocked Mariah, pushing her tongue out.

"Okay, how are Lee, Gary and Kevin?" asked Ray.

"They are fine, but they are dealing with a serious case now. But, they wanted me to meet you at the least," said Mariah.

The Chinese's expression turned to a bewildered horror. He asked, "What it is?" asked Ray.

"The Mafia…. Half of the Mafia gang is roaming in and around Beijing," said Mariah in a serious tone.

"Really? I didn't watch the news after my colleagues passed away," said Ray.

"Yes, half of them are here. A huge massacre is happening in China right now. Half of the Chinese policemen are being killed along with some agents. The people are having low hopes on the Chinese police department. Some policemen are resigning from their posts, fearing for their families and lives. Currently, no one except for my brother and his colleagues have taken charge of this case," said Mariah, with her head hung down as her bangs covered her eyes.

"Hmm…. I think I should get into action. Lee needs me right now. He lacks support," said Ray.

"But Ray! He told me not to make you interfere in this! He asked you to take care of Japan right now!" exclaimed Mariah.

"No…. despite he doesn't want me to do this bloody stuff, I will….. My friend… a great king…. needs me…. I will not let him die! He should live in this world! People, as well as China need his existence, in order to protect the nation… I will go Mariah! Nobody can stop me!" exclaimed Ray as he went to his room.

The pink-haired woman couldn't resist him.

"I know Ray… you will definitely spring into action…. When I thought of becoming a model, I always wished that I could be the heroine in your story…."

New York City:

Mr. Mizuhara's house.

The house was filled with misery…. It looked rather gloomy under the grey clouds.

A blonde cop knocked the door. A blonde woman came to open the door,

"Max?!" asked the blonde woman.

"Hi mom," replied the blonde in a dead tone.

"Get in," greeted Max's mother as she took him.

"I am really sorry mom. I couldn't make up to dad's funeral. I had to deal with the Mafia in Japan," said Max.

"It's okay… your job is more important to you…. your dad's soul will rest in peace," said Max's mother as she bought him a cup of tea.

"I started lacking appetite mom. By the way, where is charlotte?" asked Max.

"She is fast asleep. After dad's death she couldn't eat properly, talk with her friends and play. All she could do is just cry and sleep throughout the day and wallow in pity," said Judy.

"I'll go and see her," said Max as he got up.

A brunette whose face had the stains of tears, was fast asleep on the bed. Max gently held his fingers and palm on her temples and forehead.

"Charlotte…. Please don't worry… your big brother will protect you forever…. I am always by your side….." said Max.

The next day

NPA headquarters:

Two agents were walking down the aisle after an important discussion.

"People are dying…. In order to stop this nonsense going in and around our country, we need to take an action. We are only able to arrest the gangsters, but not the leader…. Who is the leader? We need only him. If we ask for the leader, the criminals threaten us and they send their uncaught fellowmen to attack the innocent people," said the officer who had dual-toned hair.

"Yeah…. While we threatened the criminals a week ago, they sent their fellowmen to attack the people in Senso ji temple. And there… two of our agents were shot dead before even they could arrest the Mafia…. The Mafia gang consists a big group of tricksters. We need people! We need more officers! The Mafia is killing not only the Japanese, but even some from the other countries!" exclaimed the raven haired guy.

"Ray…"

"Yes Kai!"

"Let's do it!" exclaimed both of them as they lent their hands for a handshake, in their usual arm wrestling style.

So, how was it? Are your minds and hearts being filled with misery?

Keep reading! :D

I'll update it soon because my exams are going to get over within a few days.

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