And here is chapter 4. Thanks to all my reviewers! You made me happy! ^_^

And BIG thanks to my new Beta reader, Lady War BladeAngel.

Why oh why do I have the feeling some of you out there aren't going to be happy with me for this chapter? Oh well…

Disclaimer: I refuse to say it. I don't know why I need to tell you people that I don't own Beyblades again… Oh damn, I said it. If you don't recognise them, I probably do own them.

Guess what?? I got the White Tigers in here… or at least one of them. The others are mentioned, though.

Plez, R+R

Weeping Angel

Chapter 4

The first thing Tyson noticed when he woke was his pounding headache. The second thing was that the bed he was lying on was actually comfortable, so he couldn't be at the cabin where he was meant to be, with Kai. And the room he was in, once his eyes adjusted, was definitely not the cabin.

Possibilities ran through Tyson's mind. It wasn't a hospital – the smell was wrong. He wasn't at the cabin, and he wasn't in his bed at home.

So, where was he?

"Ah, so you're finally awake," A voice commented. Tyson's head shot around to face the door, where he saw a young boy, only a couple of years younger then him. Tyson stared in shock, realisation hitting him.

'Daniel…' he thought, looking at the boy. 'He hasn't changed that much. If Danny's here, that means I was taken by the Royals…Damn, I had hoped they'd stopped doing that…' Tyson shook his head, then spoke, remembering not to use the other's name, until they had been officially introduced.

"Where am I?"

"You're in our castle," Daniel replied, openly staring at the other boy.

"You're one of the Royals," Tyson said, as if he had just realised it.

Daniel smiled. "And you're Tyson of the Bladebreakers. Rumour has it that you're the reason your team leader refused our invitation."

Tyson fidgeted nervously. "Um, yeah…My um…my passport ran out," He replied lamely.

"Really?" a new voice cut in. Both Tyson and Daniel turned to the door, and Daniel shot up straight.

"Benjamin," He murmured in greeting.

Tyson, however, was staring in shock at the newcomer. Both Benjamin and Daniel had dark hair, a deep brown mixed in with blonde streaks, and blue eyes. Their similar build made it easy to tell that they were, in fact, brothers.

Benjamin didn't say anything to his brother, but calmly looked Tyson over. "So you're the hot shot?" Benjamin commented. Tyson didn't answer, suddenly finding the floor very interesting. "Are you going to say anything, or just sit there and ignore me?" Benjamin demanded.

"Would it make any difference, Ben?" Tyson said quietly. "What would you like me to say?"

"So you know who we are," Benjamin said, nodding. "And have you worked out why you're here?"

"Let me take a shot in the dark," Tyson muttered sarcastically. "You decided you had had enough of cheating to win your battles, and you decided to get some tips from me, the World Champion!"

The snarl Benjamin gave didn't surprise Tyson – the other boy had always been famous for his temper. But the punch that accompanied it stung. Tyson hunched over, clutching his stomach, where the hit had landed.

"Was that really necessary, Benjamin?" Tyson wheezed. He knew he was provoking the other boy, but he needed to. Benjamin hated him because of what he'd done. He needed to make sure that the other didn't discover his secret.

"Leave him," Benjamin commanded, staring at Tyson for a long moment. "We'll have to teach him manners." He turned to Daniel. "Do not feed him, until he has come to his senses, and begins to treat me with the proper respect Royalty deserves."

Smirking at the stunned boy, Benjamin walked out of the door, Daniel hurrying behind him. The door closed and locked with a loud 'click'.

Only once this had been done, and Tyson was left alone to his thoughts did Benjamin's words penetrate Tyson's mind.

"No food?"

Lee stared at the ground as Ray explained why his visit was to be cut so short. He growled low in his throat.

Someone; someone who Kai suspected was connected with the team, The Royals, had kidnapped Tyson. The rest of the Bladebreakers were being blackmailed to go to who knows where, to rescue him.

Ray didn't tell him much, but from what Lee had gathered, the Bladebreakers had been challenged to a battle by the Royals, and they had refused. Ray had said something about Tyson quitting the team, but Lee figured he had just heard it wrong. Tyson wouldn't quit.

The reactions of Lee's team members were different. Mariah immediately wanted to help Ray and the Bladebreakers rescue Tyson, while Kevin wasn't so sure that they should be jumping into the fray. He had never truly forgiven Tyson for beating him when the Bladebreakers first came to China, four years ago. Gary was more leaning towards helping them out, considering how Tyson and he had become good friends, Tyson looking over Gary's faults to see the sensitive soul inside, and Gary finding someone who loved food and could eat as much as he did.

Lee frowned. He knew Tyson's secret, had known it for the last couple of years, since their first battle. The White Tiger had recognised the blader for who he really was, despite all of the changes he'd made to his appearance over the year.

That was the reason he had been so rude to Tyson in the Asian Tournament. The Bladebreakers, Lee had thought, had come to the tournament on Tyson's fame. They wouldn't have any talent, any abilities.

But then he had noticed that Tyson didn't act like he should have. He didn't act on the fame he had; instead, no one even mentioned it. It confused him.

Lee had confronted Tyson after the final battle, between him and Ray.

***Flashback***

Lee cornered Tyson on his way to the kitchens.

"Tyson!" the White Tiger called out. The blue haired boy stopped, and turned, a grin settling on his face when he saw who had called him.

"Oh, hey, Lee!" he called, waiting for the other boy to catch up. "Did you want something?"

"Yeah, actually. Have you got a minute?"

"Yeah, sure. What is it?" the blue-haired boy replied.

"I'm curious," Lee began. "Do your team mates know your little secret?"

Tyson paled. "I…I don't know what you're talking about."

"Really?" Lee questioned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Then why do you look like you're going to faint?"

Tyson seemed to regain some colour in his face, and some of his senses, because the next thing Lee knew the younger boy had dragged him into an empty hallway. Tyson faced him, his eyes burning with a mixture of fear and anger.

"Whatever you think you know about me, you're wrong, Lee," Tyson said, flatly. "I'm Tyson. No one else."

"Why haven't you told them?" Lee persisted stubbornly.

"There's nothing to tell."

Tyson turned his back on Lee and walked away, leaving a stunned White Tiger alone.

Later, he had met up with Tyson again, but from the other boy's attitude, either Tyson had forgotten the entire encounter, or he was ignoring it. Tyson was just as friendly to him as he was to the other members of both teams. Lee decided to let the matter drop.

The Bladebreakers had stayed in China for another couple of days before heading to America for the next tournament. The night before they had left, Lee received a note, asking him to meet someone at the base of the China Tower.

He wasn't surprised to find Tyson there. He was sitting on the steps leading into the entrance, and motioned for Lee to join him.

They sat in silence for a couple of minutes, before Tyson broke it.

"Tell me what you know about…" he looked like he was trying not to say the word.

"About you?" Lee filled in. Tyson nodded.

So he did. He told Tyson everything he had heard, seen; everything he knew. Tyson didn't speak, didn't confirm or deny any of it, only listened.

Eventually, as the sun began to rise over the top of the sky, Tyson yawned. "I've got to go. The plane leaves soon, and I've got to finish packing."

"Wait," Lee called. Tyson turned back. "I just want to know…"

"Yes, it's true," Tyson sighed. "But, they're still looking for me, for him. Please, Lee, don't tell anyone. You cant tell anyone."

"I promise, Tyson."

***End Flashback***

That was four years ago, and Lee had kept his word.

"Ray, wait a second," he called as the blade haired blader turned to leave. "Ray, I need to tell you something."

"What is it, Lee?"

"If the Royals find out who Tyson really is, they wont let him leave. Remember that."