Hey everyone! Here's chapter 5! This chapter may be a little bit confusing, but I think people will like it.
Many thanks to my beta reader, Lady Blade WarAngel, who also gave me my first muse, Meeko! I'm happy!
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First, a big thank you to everyone! I didn't think people would like this, cos this was my first try at writing Beyblades.
BladeBreaker Girl: Tyson's past will be revealed, in all it's glory, soon.
Shinigami Seth: Thank you ^_^ Such praise!
Forevandami: Thank you! I'm glad you like it.
DarkSpider: Thanks! I continued!
ShadowDragon22: Well, here's the next part. I don't know if it will leave you with more questions or not, though.
Bee: Done! And here is the result!
Firehedgehog: Thank you! I spent two days reading your stuff, but at school, where they wont let me review! But, I loved everything I read!
Lady Blade WarAngel: Thanks! And thanks for Meeko! My new Muse!
Mistress of Anime: Yep, Lee knew, and he sorta breaks his promise in the next chapter. ^_^ not telling how, or who to, though!
Jewel: Yep! And I'm stirring it as we speak. And no, Tyson's not gonna starve to death. Ben may be a complete and utter bastard, but Danny and Chris arent!
JadesRose: Yep, Lee kept his word - for now…*evil grin*
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Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblades, or any concept of it. I own the Royals, the members within, and Magen. Don't sue. It'll cost you more to sue me than what you'll end up getting.
Please, R+R.
Side note: I don't know if Kenny has a sister, but I gave him one, AND gave a semi- valid reason for her not to be mentioned. I do not, under any circumstances, hold the same views that I have given Kenny's parents. But, some people out there do hold such views.
Enough of my rambling. On with the fic.
Chapter 5
Kenny sat by the window, wallowing in self-pity. It was his fault, and he knew it. No one, not even Dizzy could make him feel better about this situation.
Tyson had been kidnapped, and he knew it was his fault.
Tyson had been kidnapped, and if he had tried, he might have been able to prevent it.
He had dreaded the phone call, but expected it. It would come to someone in the team, and he had guessed it would come to him, with both Ray and Max being out of the country. It wouldn't have come to Kai, as he had no weaknesses to speak of; and it was about Tyson, so they wouldn't have contacted him.
He had expected the phone call, yes, but he hadn't anticipated what it would entail.
They had forced his hand, and he had done what they had told him to.
But, as Dizzy had told him, it was a matter of life or death, with Magen as the prize and the payment.
But that still didn't stop him from feeling guilty.
Kenny hadn't seen his sister in nearly 10 years, since their parents had sent her away to a boarding school, where they were better equipped to deal with her problems.
That was the reason Kenny was always at his computer, typing away. Aside from trying to perfect their teams' beyblades, he was constantly trying to find some way to help Magen, help her deal her sufferings, or maybe even cure her. Then she could come back, and they would be a happy family again.
Magen was autistic. And as their parents wanted nothing less than perfection from their children, they had never tried to learn to live with her. They simply sent her away when she turned 6. Kenny had been devastated. His sister, his twin sister, gone, just like that.
When he was eight, he had asked his mom if they could visit Magen. It was nearing their birthdays, and he thought it would be a nice surprise. The only answer he got was a smack across the face. Then his father told him that he didn't have a sister, and if he did, she certainly wouldn't be different. Her name, from that day on, was forbidden in his household.
It was her that the Royals' had blackmailed him with.
Ray looked at Lee, puzzlement in his eyes. "Lee, what are you doing?"
"I'm coming with you," the leader of the White Tigers said, calmly. A little too calmly for Ray's tastes.
"Lee! We don't even know where we're going!"
"I have to, Ray."
And Lee would say no more on the subject.
They were at the Hong Kong Airport, waiting for the plane to come in. Ray looked at the ticket in his hand again. He must have gone over it a dozen times since Kai had sent it to him by express post (it had arrived in about 6 hours, after Kai had paid for it to be classed as 'Urgent Mail). The ticket was blank, except for a few lines of black, typed writing, giving an airport (Hong Kong International), a Terminal (Terminal 55) and a time (6.50am), but that was all. The rest of the card was blank, which in itself was strange to Ray. He had spoken to the workers near the terminal that he and Lee were at, asking them where the plane he was supposed to catch was heading, but either they truly didn't know, or they had orders not to say. Ray didn't know which of these possibilities worried him more.
"Lee, you cant come with us," Ray tried again to convince his once teammate. Lee just looked at him, and Ray sighed. "Lee, you don't even have a ticket," he said finally.
Lee smirked. "I'll sneak on," he replied simply.
"That…wont be necessary, I assure you," said a voice from behind Lee. Ray stared at the figure, while Lee turned and did the same. The person, a boy a bit younger then them, with golden streaks through brown hair, smiled calmly at them. "I'm sure we can get another ticket for your friend, if you are so bent on going."
"Who are you?" Lee asked, suspicion tainting his voice.
The boy just smiled again. "A friend…." He said softly. "Or more truthfully, we have a mutual friend…"
"Tyson," Ray said.
"Yes."
"Who are you?" Lee repeated, pulling out his blade, "and where is Tyson?"
"Do not worry about your friend just now," The boy stated, glancing behind them and out of the huge glass window that overlooked the runway. "He is currently safe."
"What's your name?" Ray asked, also pulling out his blade, and taking a defensive pose.
"Easy," the boy said, raising his hands in a submissive gesture. "I'm not here to hurt you, or stop you from reaching your goal. I am merely trying to help you."
"You could help us by telling us where Tyson is," Ray pointed out.
The boy smiled. "I would, but I cant. We all have to follow rules, you know," the boy sighed, looking out the window again. "Your plane is coming," he stated calmly. Both Lee and Ray turned to see a mini jet, painted gold, black and silver, land. "I'd better get going. I have one more piece of advice for you though. Trust no one," He turned and began to walk away, then stopped, throwing a piece of paper behind him.
Lee caught it, looking after the boy.
"We'll meet again, I promise," the boy called, his voice drifting back to them.
Lee looked down at the paper in his hand. There was a piece of paper with writing on it, writing he couldn't understand, but hopefully one of the others would be able to, and stapled to that was another ticket.
"I guess I am coming after all."
Ray scowled. "What does that say?" he asked, indicating the other piece of paper.
"Don't know," Lee said, tossing it to him, after taking off his ticket. "I can't read it."
Ray looked it over, before replying, "Neither can I. I bet Kenny could, though."
The outside of the plane, aside from the colour scheme, was not much different from any other plane at the airport. The inside of the plane, however, was a completely different matter.
The first difference Ray had noticed was the interior reeked of wealth. The inside was painted in different hues of blue and purple, with green and white trims. The entire effect was…nice, Ray thought as he sat down, noticing that there was no one else in the plane. Or so he thought.
"Ray!" called a voice, and a blonde blur was launched at him.
"Max," Ray choked out, "Max, I cant breathe!"
"Oh," Sheepishly, Max let go, and sat back, "Sorry."
Then the blonde boy noticed Lee. "Oh, hey Lee! What are you doing here?"
"I'm coming to help find Tyson," Lee replied, "I have a feeling we're going to need all the help we can get."
Max sobered when he was reminded of the reason they were all there. "You're right," he said, his eyes glinting with resolve. "But I know we'll win! We'll save Tyson and then beat the crap outta the Royals' arses!"
"Excuse me?" A woman dressed in an airhostess' uniform stood near them. "The plane will soon be taking off, heading for Japan to pick up the rest of the passengers. Please take your seats," she instructed.
The three bladers' did as instructed.
Once all the safety checks had been completed, the plane took off, heading across the water to Japan.
"Kai?"
The blader looked up when he heard his name to see Kenny standing before him, his laptop secure in his arms.
"What is it?" Kai asked, trying not to show his annoyance to the Chief.
"Kai, I need to tell you something."
Kai raised an eyebrow. He had been able to tell Kenny was brooding over something the entire time they had been at the airport. He knew it would only be a matter of time before the other boy told him. Kenny, unlike himself, was not one to keep things inside for too long.
"It's about Tyson...and the Royals."
Kai nodded stiffly. He had guessed as much. "What is it?" he repeated.
"Kai, I know you must be thinking it's your fault that the Royals took Tyson, but the truth of the matter is, it isn't," Kenny took a breath before continuing. "The truth is, they knew where you were and they knew what you would do."
"I know. I could tell," Kai said, the impatience beginning to sound in his voice. "Chief, is there something you'd like to tell me that I don't already know, or what?"
Kenny gulped at the anger on Kai's face. "N-no. I…never mind. It wasn't important."
There! Who do you think the boy was that met Lee and Ray? What was Kenny going to tell Kai? And what does that note say? Sorry for not having Tyson in this chapter. He will be in the next one.
I have school holidays coming up in two weeks, so I wont be able to post for two weeks after that. I hope to have another chapter out before I go on holidays.