Hey. Weeping Angel here. This is the next chapter of Battle Royale. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I didn't actually think I would get any reviews for this, as I personally don't think it's very good, but I guess the amount of reviews I got shows what I know, hey?

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Chapter 2

"Did that just happen?" Max asked, stunned, looking out after where Tyson had run. "Did Tyson just quit?"

"Why?" Ray asked. "Tyson loves blading!"

"Forget him." Kai said coldly, "and get on with practice. We still have a challenge to meet."

"But Tyson…" Kenny began.

"I said to drop it. If he wants be an idiot, let him." Kai snarled. "Start training for the Royals, and find out about them." He ordered. "I'll deal with Tyson." Kai turned, and walked out, his scarf flying behind him, as he began a search for Tyson.

"We'd better get started." Max said after a moment. "Chief, what do you know about the Royals? We may as well start there."

As if on cue, the bit-beast in Kenny's laptop began to speak. "The Royals are a group of 'bladers who are the best in the southern hemisphere. Three brothers make up the team." Dizzy explained. "Benjamin, Christopher, and Daniel. There used to be a fourth brother, and member of the team, named Andre, but he went missing around 5 years ago, presumed dead."

"Five years ago?" Ray mused. "That was the year before we became a team."

"We've been a team for four years?" Max asked. "Man, time sure does fly when you're having fun!"

"Yeah, I guess. We should start practising, Max." Ray said, pulling out his beyblade.

"You're on!"

Tyson sat underneath a tree, in the middle of a park, with his head resting on his knees. All he wore, Kai noticed, was his usual tee shirt and shorts. And it was pouring with rain.

Instinctively, Kai mind went into 'Captain mode' as Tyson had called it. Tyson might get a cold sitting out here in the rain without adequate clothing, and then he wouldn't be able to battle. That was bad for the team, because no matter how he might act towards the boy, Tyson was a talented beyblader. So, as captain, it was his job to look out for the wellbeing of the team. And that meant getting Tyson out of the rain.

He started towards the other boy, before he remembered what had happened. Tyson had quit; he was no longer a part of the Bladebreakers, and therefore, no longer part of his problem.

But then he heard the sob.

Kai froze, not sure what to do. Should he let Tyson know he was there, or just leave?

Bet before he had a chance to make the decision, Tyson spoke.

"I know someone's there. What do you want?" Tyson's voice was emotionless, and he didn't raise his head from his knees.

Kai paused before answering. "Why did you quit the team?" he asked finally.

Tyson's head shot up, and Kai could see the surprise in his eyes. Probably at me being the one out here, he thought coldly.

After staring at him for a few seconds, Tyson dropped his head back onto his knees. "Why do you care? According to you, I'm not even good enough for the team, remember?"

"You didn't answer my question, Tyson." Kai stated.

"Fine, you want the answer? I grew up in the same town as the Royals, but I left. If I go back, and someone recognises me, I'll have to stay. I'm not going back!" Tyson was breathing heavily after this, and he glared at Kai. "And if you tell anyone…" he let the threat hang.

"Are you threatening me, Tyson?" Kai asked angrily.

Tyson stared at him with big eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he had done. "No! No, Kai, I…I'm sorry." He said finally. "I didn't mean to threaten you, I was just…" Tyson sighed. "You're the first person I've told about my past, Kai."

"Tyson, you live with your family. Your Grandpa, and we've all met your father. What are you afraid of?"

Tyson gave a short bark of laughter. "They're not my real family, Kai. When I first came here, I ran into Grandpa, and he agreed to help me. I'm not actually related to either of them." Tyson looked up at Kai, who was still standing, with tears shining in his eyes. "Kai, I didn't really want to quit. But, I can't risk going back there. I can't risk losing the few people I've found who like me for me."

Kai didn't reply, and Tyson dropped his head, seeing the silence as rejection. Suddenly, a hand shot into his view. Kai's hand. Tyson looked back up.

"Get up." Kai said. "You can't afford to get a cold."

Tyson smiled, and followed Kai inside.

A young boy stared down at the envelope in shock. He couldn't believe it! They had refused them! No one refused their invitations to battle!

"Is that the reply from the Bladebreakers, Chris?" Asked another boy, identical to the first. "When are they arriving?"

"They're not, Daniel." Chris replied tightly, turning to look at his twin. "They've rejected our summons."

"What?" Chris said, surprise creeping into his voice. "Why?"

"I don't know, exactly. The leader, Kai, wrote that it was for the health of one of their players."

"Bull. They're scared." Chris said. "What do we do?"

"We'll let Ben handle it." Daniel smiled. "He'll get them here. One way or another."

There! I got the Royals in!

I've had questions about whether or not to make this story slash. I personally have no problems writing slash, but I don't know how many people out there have a problem reading it. So, I'm asking you to vote: Slash or not slash? And what parings, if any? Tell me in your reviews.

Weeping Angel