Chapter 1: The Arrival and Reunion

It was several years after the Blade Breaker's victory at the World Championship in Russia. The issue of Voltaire had been taken care of in the quiet by the BB. Tyson was again at home, being rather lazy around without the rest of his teammates. Max was with his mother and father doing research at a secluded lab. Rei moved back home where he wrote letters to his friends about teaching kids how to blade and fixing up the place. No one had heard from Kai, who was last seen in Russia. Kenny was in Japan with Tyson, doing what he does best, mess with his laptop Dizzy.
Alas, Tyson lay solemnly on the ground remembering his adventures with the gang. But, they were all gone on their separate ways now, leaving him to his home with nothing to do. But this wasn't going to last long. "Tyson!" shouted a deep voiced followed by a wooden sword to the stomach.
"Ah! What was that for!" protested Tyson as he curled into a ball trying to dull the pain.
"Hey little dude! With all your youth there's no time to be lazy! Time to do something productive! In the dojo now!" ordered an old but frisky old man with a long, white mustache.
"Nah, I don't feel like it. Le'me alone." Tyson rolled over and started to dose off. Another blow hit his head. He quickly sat up right holding his head.
"Ow! Hey! What's with you, you old man!"
"Such disrespect for the elders these days! What's happening to today youth? Besides, your dad is on the phone," replied Tyson's grandfather. Tyson dropped his hands and looked up.
"Dad's on the phone? Wonder what it's for." Tyson scurried to his feet and rushed into the house and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Tyson! Good to hear your voice!" said Tyson's father's disembodied voice.
"Hey! What's going on?" said Tyson cheerfully.
"Well, actually things are going great. The site I was working on over here turned out to be the biggest success in years!"
"Really? That's great Dad! Are you going to be coming home anytime soon?"
"Actully, I have a surprise for you. Since I heard from the old man that you have been a bit of a slug around the house, with your mates gone and everything, that..." Tyson's heart started to race while thoughts of possibilities sprung into his imagination. Am I going to go visit someone? Is the team going to get back together? Will I get to see anybody again? "...you will be attending a boarding school for high school-ers for leadership."
"WHAT!" shouted the disbelieving Tyson rather too loudly into the phone. Never in his mind would he think of going to a boarding school. Those were from rich, snotty kids who didn't know what fun was. Life there would surly be hell.
"A driver will be picking you up tomorrow at seven, so be ready," said his father totally ignoring Tyson's reaction. "Gramps has a cell phone for you that I bought. Give me a call when you reach campus! See yah champ!" And with that, the other line disconnected.
"B-but..."
"Hey little dude, done with the phone! I got your stuff all packed; it's getting late so you should go to bed. Have a big day ahead of you, and you need your rest!" Cheerfully said his grandfather while leading the still shocked Tyson into his room and shutting the door. Tyson heard his grandfather's heavy steps thump down the hall, until silence. Many people reported that night of hearing a banshee like scream throughout the neighbor hood. None knew that it was a boy.

The driver arrived just as Tyson's father said it would. Exactly seven o' cloak am. It was a personal taxi from the school, which gave Tyson more of a reason to believe that all the students were stuck up brats who burned money just because they had too much of it. He knew that today wasn't going to be a good day. The drive was as boring as ever, and Tyson struggled to keep awake. Somehow, he managed. Tyson knew from his grandfather that he would only be staying at the school for a couple of months until his father was for certain going to keep him there. With this information, the troublemaker was sure to pack some itching powder, fake blood, and all the other necessities of pranking. He figured that if he was going to be forced to stay there, he might as well have fun. The institute happened to be off the coast of the main island. It was an isolated school in which the only reason Tyson could think of was to scare the kids from not running away from the institute of hell. When the place came into view, it was an understatement to say large, for it was gigantic. The school went back as far as Tyson's eyes could see and had big gate surrounding the campus. Tyson rolled down the widow to get a better view. Fresh sea air blew into the car. Tyson's head was now out of with window looking about in every which way direction. To the far left and back quiet away, the boy saw ting bodies that looked like action figures running around a big field, with a big goal on either side. Tyson figured that it was soccer, but then again, it could be anything.

"Mr. Granger, will you please keep your head in the car, we are coming to the entrance," said the driver in an annoyed voice. Tyson obeyed reluctantly. The car finally stopped at the entrance of the black gates. The troublemaker could see cameras focusing in on him. He made rude faces and flicked one of the cameras off. Once the driver received clearance, the gates slowly swung open and the driver drove on. A few moments later, Tyson was out of the car with papers that he had received from his grandfather in hand and a grumpy look on his face. I can't believe I'm actually here. Of all the places and things! Why a boarding school? A shiver went down Tyson's spin; the atmosphere seemed to drop a couple of degrees. A tall, pale man with dark hair and hard eyes dressed in some ugly uniform approached Tyson.

"Ah Mr. Granger, we have been expecting you. I am the headmaster for this academy. My name is Lord Ivan. Come now, inside," motioned the tall man Lord Ivan. What's with the "Lord Ivan" thing. Bet this guy thinks he's something special. Tyson looked back at his luggage. Lord Ivan seemed to read his mind. "No need to worry about that. Come along now, and let's get you situated." The boy reluctantly followed the headmaster Inside was as spectacular as the outside. The place was richly furnished with styles of the old and new mix together. Though, it was freezing inside. The temperature gave it a haunted-crystal-palace type aura. Many students dressed in a black uniforms with a red strip going down from the left shoulder. Girls, this time of year, were wearing shorter skirts and stockings. The guys were all wearing pants and weird hats that were called berets. A tall teen about a year or so older than Tyson himself was standing completely still. Tyson would have mistaken this boy to be a statue if the boy hadn't saluted Lord Ivan. The teen had deep brown hair that was cut short and solid black eyes that looked like pools of black coffee.

"This is Officer Mayai. He will be leading you to your room and showing you around the campus. Oh," Lord Ivan held out his hand," I will be taking those papers if you don't mind."

"Oh... yeah sure. Knock yourself out." Tyson handed over the papers and Lord Ivan looked over them quickly. "Ah yes, very well. I have all of your information now. You may leave," said Lord Ivan waving his hand signaling leverage to the boys so that may leave his presence. What a loser. With that attitude he just put himself first on my list for pranks. Tyson didn't notice that his guide had already started to walk off. "Hey! Wait for me!" shouted the new student. He quickly caught up. The officer said nothing, seemingly content on just showing the way nothing else.

"Hey dude, do we have to wear those things all the time?" asked Tyson trying desperately to strike up a conversation. But, he received no reply. It was like the officer never even heard him. My god, what a sourpuss. He may bet Lord Ivan for first place. The two rounded a corner and Tyson gave a shout. He couldn't believe it.

"KAI?!" A tall, solemn slat-haired teen with crimson eyes stood shocked looking at Tyson.

"Tyson?" Just before Kai realized it, Tyson was running up to him, patting his back, and asking many-a-questions about where he's been so on and so forth. But before Tyson could harass Kai any longer, he was pulled back harshly from the collar by Officer Mayai.

"What do you think you are doing cadet? You are never to assault or even talk to a high ranking officer like Sir Hiwatari." Tyson then got a good look at Kai's uniform. On his right breast shown five golden stars while that of Officer Mayai was only three silver.

"Hey dude, back off. I was just saying hi to my friend!" Tyson brushed Mayai's grip off, ignoring him, and began to talk to Kai again. Tyson took a blow to the stomach.

"That's enough Mayai!" ordered Kai. Mayai's face went white and he took a few steps back cautiously. "S-sir I was only trying to-" Kai held up his hand and the officer immediately stopped and averted his gaze. He's face was turning a bright red. "Stand up Tyson, this pansy couldn't of hurt that bad. Mayai, I will want to see you later. But for now, I'll take over from here. What is this cadet's roommate?"

"S-sir yes sir. His roommate is Tate," replied the boy shakily. He saluted Kai and briskly walked off. By now Tyson was on his feet and watched as the boy walked off. By the pace he was going he could have won the 100-yard dash without question. Tyson then turned back to Kai.

"Hey Kai, what's with him?"

"Don't call me Kai in public. There are rules here at this institute. Call me Sir Hiwatari."

"Yeah whatever..." Tyson was a little taken back but Kai's rudeness. But then again, if he were ecstatic to see Tyson, then that would mean something was wrong. Kai and nice just don't mix. Kai lead him to a dorm room and knocked twice on the door. Shuffling and a small shout sounded from inside. A blonde haired boy with blue eyes dressed in the black uniform with opened the door. His hair and shirt were a bit untidy. But, he was tending to these matter as the door opened. His hand was halfway to a salute, but then he saw Tyson and didn't bother. "MAX?! No way!" "Tyson?" The two friends trampled over each other. "I can't believe it! Life suddenly just got better!" exclaimed Tyson who was now jumping up and down with new idea that he'll at least be with his friends.

"Ah Tyson! I was wondering when you were going to arrive. We have been expecting you for several days!"

"What? I've only just enrolled. How did you know?"

"Well you see Tyson-"

"I don't think this is the best place to discuss this since we are in the middle of the hall. Cadet Tate! Would you please tidy yourself up. Get down on the ground and give me fifty," Kai straightened himself up and transformed into the drill sergeant from hell. What amazed Tyson was that Kenny started to show fear and Max obeyed without question, quickly hopping into push-up position. It was like he just entered a whole new scene," You should know things like this by now Cadet Tate! I have duties to attend to. Fill in Cadet Granger with the rules and school grounds," said Kai. When did I become Cadet Granger?

"Sir, yes sir!" Max saluted him as another cadet walked by with a confused look on his face. And with that he left. To say the least, Tyson was a bit confused to why they were treating Kai like a superior. But hey, he was supposed to be filled in wasn't he?

"Whoa! What's with all the "Sir, yes sir!" and saluting crap just when that kid walked by. I mean he's Kai he doesn't need any special treatment," began Tyson. Max sat down on one of the three comfy looking beds.
"Well, that's what we have to do in public," said Max, "As I was going to explain before," Tyson stood a seat on by Max on the bed knowing that this might take awhile," it wasn't coincidence that all of the Blade Breakers are mysteriously attending the Hiwatari Leadership School-"

"The Hiwatari Leadership School? This is Kai's family's school?"

"Well yeah, that's one of the reasons Kai is the one of the Head Officers. Plus, he's been attending this school since he was an infant. He holds a lot of power here. Even teachers fear him yet alone the entire student population. Well, except for a few that know him..." Tyson's mouth dropped in shock, "As I was saying before, we think that Mr. Dickinson has something to do with all of this."

"Hey wait, If I'm here, you, and Kai, shouldn't Rei be here too?" asked the confused Tyson.

"Yeah he's here too. He's a Second Class Gold officer," laughed Max. "As I was saying again," said Max patiently," We found out that other team member from the Demolition Boys are here too. Since Voltaire's plans of world domination have gone down the drain, all he has left is this school. So, we figure we're all here for something. But we don't know what."

"So Mr. Dickinson brought us all here to do something we don't know of yet?"
"Yeah, that's about the jiff of it. We are all keeping our eyes and ears open for any clues," said Max stretching out on the bed.

"Well, also I have concluded that since the last member of the Blade Breakers is here, we should be getting word of what's going on.

"Ah well, you never now with Mr. Dickinson. Remember all that crazy stuff he use to do before the World Championship? I trust Mr. Dickinson," said Tyson who just started to look around the room. It was rather spacious as he suspected. It had three beds all with a desk and nightstand. There was a bathroom to the left and a small hall that lead to a living room to the right. "Wow this is a nice place!" said Tyson as he walked around the room, exploring his new surroundings. One of the beds had a new uniform neatly folded on his bed. His beret was on his bed stand. "But that still doesn't explain the Kai thing."

"We have to do that in public, since respect and authority is such a big thing here. Plus, we don't want other students to get suspicious. You are going to have to do that with Rei too. In fact, all of the officers," explained Max.

"All this talking has gotten me awfully hungry. Where's the cafeteria in this place? I'm starving!" complained Tyson whose stomach loudly grumbled.

"You'll never change!" laughed Max.

So, yeah, this is the beinging of my story. It's going to get really complex and VERY entertaining. At least, that's my plan. I hope that at least some of you enjoyed this.... I have a good part of the story already written, just have to upload it. Please comment, and thanks! .