Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade.

Warnings: ooc'ness.

* * * [Thoughts]

(Me)

+Telepathy+

* * * Change of scene

* * *

Left of west and coming in

a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team

by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.

Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh,

overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.

* * *

Kai looked around, confused.

[Okay, what is going on?]

+Welcome, fire-lord+

Kai jumped and looked around. "Who are you? Where are you? Where am I?"

+Don't speak aloud- just think it. I'll hear. I am the guardian of memories. We are in Eternity.+

[Eternity is not a place.]

+But it is, here.+

[Why am I here?]

+Your Soul- your friend, I believe he goes by the name of Tyson now? He sent you here, to relive your memories.+

[I hate to ask again, but, who are you?]

+Guardian of memories, that's all you need to know. Now, I must ask you some questions.+

[Okay.]

+Do you trust Tyson?+

[You know, he asked me the same thing. Yes, I do.]

+Why?+

[Why what?]

+Why do you trust Tyson+

[Because . . . because he's Tyson.]

+Good, that's all you need. Are you ready?+

[Yes.]

+Good.+

Once more he felt a rushing feeling, and everything went black.

* * *

As soon as Tyson walked into the room he knew something was wrong. He knew it as well as he knew his own name.

There was nothing obviously wrong, Max was watching TV, Ray was reading a book, and Kenny was trying (unsuccessfully) to dig information out of Dizzy.

Cautiously, Tyson said, "Guys? I want you to all go into the living room."

Max opened his mouth to say something and Tyson threw himself at him. Grabbing Max, he rolled several feet away from the black clad man. The man yanked his sword out of the floor where he had been trying to skewer Max.

Tyson rolled to his feet already knowing that Max was in shock by his face.

Just then a voice yelled, "Litriatus!" and the 'man' vanished. Nothing more, just vanished.

Tyson smiled up at Emalia, who was glaring at the spot where the 'man' had stood.

Holding his smile in place, he said cheerfully, "You know, I think this place might not be as safe as I thought. I think we'll move to the mansion."

Emalia glared.

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Rain: (Cringes) I know, really, really, short chapter. But it would have taken me forever to make it as long as the others! The next one will be longer- promise! No flames, please! Reviews are appreciated.