The Destiny Of The Descendants
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. I do sort of own some of the characters in this story, though. Here they are:
Kai Adams, descendant of, um, you figure it out!
Frank Lau, descendant of Ray
Daniel Jones, descendant of Kenny
Luke Dorcest, descendant of Tyson
Fred Koiver, descendant of Max
So, you might have guessed, this fic involved the descendants of the Bladebreakers. 100 years after the Bladebreakers, uh, "left this world," the technology is the same as you see about this time. Why? Because I think it'll make it easier to write, and I'm not too good at writing future sci-fi, although I do like Star Trek. Oh, yeah, they're all about 11 years old, though they might act a little younger. Why don't we start at the Bladebreakers' school, or rather their descendants' school, I mean. I'm mostly going to stay in Kai's POV, but I may switch if it helps the story. R+R please!
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Kai Adams' POV
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I looked at them in disgust. We were supposed to be organising some stupid humour play, but those kids kept shouting ideas and arguing. They couldn't make up their minds about what to do.
"Star Trek!"
"Lord of the Rings!"
"Beyblading!"
"Are you joking? We all like beyblading, but nobody will laugh at us blading!"
"Calm down. We should organise all our creative ideas, and find a way to apply them all. Now, one at a time."
"Stop being so scientific about everything!"
"Yeah! Um, what's scientific mean anyway?"
"Who cares?"
I sighed, watching them from a dark corner of the classroom. They were so immature. They would never be able to agree on anything.
I heard a voice say to me, "Shouldn't you be helping your group?"
I turned around. The girl wasn't related to me, but our families went a long way back. I saw her inherited pink hair shake back and forth as she shook her head. "Standin' out here in the corner won't do any good, ya know."
"Like I care what they do, like they care what I think."
"Well, they might."
I scoffed. "Whatever."
"So you really are related to Kai."
"Oh, shut up. I don't wanna hear anymore about my loner punk wannabe ancestor."
"At least I don't feel that way 'bout Mariah. She was the coolest! And if what you say is true, why do you always wear his armguards everywhere? And the triangles?"
"Good for her! Why don't you go help your group instead of bugging me?" I ignored her questions as I absent-mindedly ran a finger up the cold, worn, metal surface of an armguard and thinking of the painted triangles on my face.
"Oh, my group already decided what we're gonna do, and we made up lines and rehearsed. Now we have to memorise the lines, which shouldn't be a problem."
"Just bloody brilliant for you. Can you leave me alone now?" I stopped running my finger up the old steel of Kai's armguards.
"Only if you try and remember that Kai was a team leader, and you're not so different than he was. Just give your ideas, Kai."
"Whatever."
"Okay, fine, be that way, Kai. But I know you're just like your ancestor, you were meant to be for a reason." The girl left.
"Hey, Kai! We finally decided what to do!" Fred Koiver called as he hopped over to me energetically, tripped and crashed beside my feet.
I sighed again. This just wasn't my day. "What is it?"
Fred told me quickly, "Well, these evil guys try to take over the world with robots."
"....................."
"What's the matter, Kai?"
"Th-that's it?"
"Yeah, so?"
I sighed, inwardly this time. "Oh, nothing. I think it's a great idea."
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2 minutes later
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"What?!?!?" I exclaimed loudly. "I'm not dressin' up as a girl! No way!"
"Oh, come on, Kai. Please?"
"No."
"Please with cream and sugar on top?"
Luke cried, "Stop it! You're making me hungry!"
"PLEASE????????" They kneeled and begged at me.
"NO!!!"
"PLEASE? PLEASE? PLEASE?" They begged at my feet, and pretended to worship me. "We'll fail if we don't do something! PLEASE??? Please??? PLEASE!!!!"
"Well, in that case..." My voice trailed off.
"Yeah?" they asked eagerly, pressing me to continue.
"NO!!"
"Oh, why not, Kai?"
"In case you forgot, we are presenting this in front of the school. I have a rep to keep."
"Come on, just try it?"
"Fine." I couldn't stand their whining anymore.
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2 minutes later
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I tried not to sound like a zombie as I read my lines, but it was hard. "Oh. Please. Save me. Save me. Please. Oh, please, save me, my prin- *swearing* I'm not reading this *beep* *beep*" (*A/N trying to keep the rating down, people.)
Daniel Jones cried out, "This is truly illogical. We have a greater chance at a higher mark if we stick with something more original, and this will not work without the confidence and agreement of the character."
Fred put in, "Yeah, I guess you're right... Whatever you said."
"Let's think of something else." Luke said, and sat down and thought carefully.
Frank asked, "Think of anything?"
Luke replied, "............... Yeah!"
I glared at him and told him, "I'm not dressin' up as a girl, got it?"
"Well, what is it?" Fred asked impatiently.
Luke grinned and answered, "I'm hungry! Anyone got anything ot eat?"
We all crashed to the floor. Of course he would think of food and his stomach first. It ran in his blood. My blood was tainted with rebel in it. It was infused with loner, and punk wannabe, as well as a stuck-up blader. Sometimes I wish I'd never been born. To make matters worse, I was named after that loner, Kai. Also, despite gel, spray, and force, my hair wouldn't stay down and spiked out in all directions. My parents wouldn't let me bleach it, so it was that ugly blue colour. But, although I hate to admit it, I loved wearing the armguards that Kai had worn when he was a kid. They made me look tough, they added a nice touch and they actually protected my muscled arms.
I thought about what Mariah's descendant had said on my way home. Nobody even really remembered her real name, they just called her Mariah. I was afraid to look at pictures of young Kai because I was scared I would look just like him. Why was I afraid? I asked myself everyday. I climbed the stairs to the attic, which was my bedroom. It was pretty cool, you could have complete privacy, make certain amounts of noise without parents realising, and sneak out the window at night without notice. There was someone who had known Kai personally, although I had never talked to them. It was time to, I decided. I walked over to my closet, and reached onto the top shelf. Just where I left it. I sighed and stared at the blue blade and the phoenix bit-beast sitting in my hand. Kai had used this blade and this bit-beast, and people had told me stories about "talking to bit-beasts." There was supposed to be a mind connection, so you didn't have to talk out loud.
I gulped and glanced at the phoenix again. I better do this now, before I change my mind, I thought. He-hello? I said in my mind.
Hello, Master Kai.
No, I'm not Kai. Kai's been gone a long time."
I am aware of the world around me, but you are his descendant and also named Kai.
Yeah, that's... right.
I sense your hesitation. I will answer all questions as best I can, Master Kai.
Please... you don't have to call me Master. Uh, K-Kai is fine.
My former master Kai wanted the same. I can see the resemblance.
Please, De-ran-zar, can you tell me more about- about Kai? Was he really a rebel?
Mas- Kai, please, it is Dranzer, and I will tell you about Kai if you wish me do so.
Oh-oh, so-sorry, Dranzer. Yes, please, I've always called Kai a rebel, but I've never tried to find out the truth, especially because I was afraid I would be wrong, I guess.
Here is my former Master Kai's tale...
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Flashback/ Dranzer's Version of the Story
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"Master Kai was once the leader of the famous Blade Sharks. He was forced by his greedy and power-hungry grandfather, Voltaire, to search for an ultimate blade, with a special bit-beast. He seemed ruthless, and rather without emotion to most. But I knew him personally. I stood by him through all the tough beybattles, problems, situations, and he believed in me. One day, once of the Blade Sharks, Carlos, met this kid. Now, this Carlos, he liked taking and destroying his opponents' blades, mostly for the sport of it, and for a reputation. This kid, Tyson, Carlos had just defeated his friend and taken his blade, and Tyson was determined to get it back, so he challenged him. Of course, Tyson didn't stand a chance. After he lost, he declared a re-match. Tyson fixed up his blade, and faced Carlos again. He beat him this time.
Master Kai had been watching for this day, and he wasn't too pleased. Carlos's blade was destroyed later on. But when Kai showed up, Tyson opposed him. He thought he couldn't be beat. Kai beat him so fast, he didn't know what happened. He shattered Tyson's blade, well, I shattered it. So he went home, but not before swearing he would beat Kai. Meanwhile, another of Tyson's friends, Kenny, a computer-obsessed kid, had this bit-beast stuck in his laptop. Her name was Dizziara, or Dizzi for short. He fixed blades and was considered the beyblade expert, rumoured to know all there was to know about blading, and blades. It wasn't long after Kai and Tyson's match that the Blade Sharks heard about this. They captured him. Tyson, I don't know what happened, but he came to rescue his friend, and we battled. Somehow, Tyson had gotten his own bit-beast: Dragoon. We were, I guess, evenly matched at the time, and we both flew out of the dish. Kai walked away, giving him the briefest explanation on bit-beasts, and they let Kenny, or as they called him, "Chief," go.
Then there were the regional championships. Kai was the defending champion, and he was ready to go to the World Championships. Tyson made a new friend, Max, somewhere along the way. Kenny was beaten by Kai in the qualifying match, and Max was beaten by Kai in the semi-finals. Kai and Tyson faced off in the finals. Kai was eager to claim a victory for his own, and not for his grandfather. Dragoon beat me in the first round, I won in the second. In the third, Dragoon somehow managed to survive my attack and knock me out of the dish. Tyson had won.
The BBA director, Mr. Dickenson, announced that Tyson's friends, Max, Kenny, and Ray, who he defeated in the semi-finals, were going to the World Championships, along with Kai. Kai agreed to be the leader of the Bladebreakers, they called themselves, but would show no feelings toward the team. To make a long story short, well, shorter, they went to the Asian Tournament, and won against Ray's old team, the White Tigers. Then they went to America and won the American Tournament against the team that Max's mom was working for, the All-Starz.
They were travelling to Russia for the Worlds, when one day, they saw this blader demolish his opponents. They saw him get off the ship, and decided to head off in search of him, and breakfast, as an old man had told them the ship wouldn't leave for 6 hours. The old man had been lying, and he ship set sail without the Bladebreakers. Ray got them to London, to the BBA office there. They saw a poster of Robert, the blader they had seen, at the office. Apparently, he was good, but he didn't compete in tournaments far away. Nobody could figure out why. Mr. Dickenson wasn't "available" and they had to make a choice. Kai and the others had to decide whether to fly to Russia and get there on time, or to take the train and risk being late, or missing the Tournament altogether. Kai didn't really care either way.
This guy stole Tyson's blade, which helped decide. I was the one that saved the other bit-beasts from the evil ones, and the only one who wasn't helpless. Kai realised that they might face tougher opponents, and decided to take the train, agreeing with Tyson (for once). On the stops they made, they met a few talented Euro-bladers, all boys, who later became the Majestics. Also, they fought the Dark Bladers, the leader whom had stolen Tyson's blade. They fought the Majestics and won, individually and as a team. Well, not completely, but that's a different story. So they headed for the Worlds.
When they got there, Kai went missing, and they searched for him. He rediscovered his past, his raising in the abbey, his being kicked out for losing... his finding of Black Dranzer. Suddenly, it was as if he had been brainwashed. I was considered weak, and he threw me away to Tyson. He cared only about winning, about Black Dranzer, and about feeding him bit-beasts. Then, he called the Bladebreakers to Siberia, and they beat him, although a nasty run-in with the Demolition Boys (the evil, brainwashed Russian team) took Max's bit-beast from him. Kai came to his senses and realised his team had always been there for him, and they saved his life. According to the Bladebreakers, they met the Majestics and they drove them to this freaky place, where they beybattled and beat the Majestics, while Kai went back to BIOVOLT to make things right, with me. We destroyed their system, and got rid of Black Dranzer.
The finals were Kai/Spencer, Ray/Brian, and Tyson/Tala. Unfortunately, me and Kai lost, but both Ray and Tyson won. Kai lost me there, when he lost. His grandfather had given him Black Dranzer, as he was losing and that was his only hope. Kai resisted and in the end, avoided using Black Dranzer, but he felt proud about doing the right thing. There was this ice-thing that formed, though, and we were cheering for Tyson, we could see him on the screen. Our last hope was riding on him. Of course, he won, and Voltaire was mad, swearing that it wouldn't be the last they saw of him.
We took on plenty of challenges after that, but we were a complete team, including Master Kai. We took them head-on and beat them, easily sometimes. Kai actually found blading fun after that, and he never lost confidence in me. We've been through so much. I won't speak of when they left this world, but those are the heroic efforts of Master Kai, which helped saved the world. It is true he was like a rebel, obeying no one, going by his free will, here and there, and a bit of a loner. But anything can happen, and Master Kai changed, so please, change your thoughts about him..."
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Present/ Kai's POV
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I was in shock. How could I have just judged Kai like that, without finding out the truth? He really was a leader, fearless, and a real hero. All I could say was, "Wow..."
Please change your thoughts about him, Kai.
I'm sorry to tell you, Dranzer, but I already did. He was a real hero...
Another voice broke into our conversation and said, *sob* Yes, he was, wasn't he? Just like my master. And Dranzer didn't tell you we never really got along that well. *sob*
I was trying to be fearless, like Kai was, and bravely said in my mind, Who-who are you? And why are you bursting into conversations like that?
Dranzer spoke up. This is my old pal, Dragoon. He never really had the tendency to knock. How long you been listening, Dragoon?
Long enough to know that you forgot to tell him some important stuff.
I asked curiously, Like what?
Dragoon replied, Like how we never really got along well, and how our masters never got along well. How Kai always acted tough, so not to seem helpless.
Dranzer put in angrily, And who are you to say something like that, huh? You had-and still have, a pig for a blader. And he thinks he's the best, just like the old one!
Better than having a know-it-all who was practically invisible!
I cut off Dranzer's sharp reply. Stop it! Both of you! You're even worse than the guys!
Yes, Master Kai.
I gotta talk to Draciel anyway. Dragoon left.
How about we invite Driger to talk of the old times?
I was skeptical. Are you going to argue?
No, we'll try to control ourselves.
Driger? Who is that anyway, and Draciel? I asked.
Driger was Ray's bit-beast and has been passed to his descendant-
I cut Dranzer off again. Frank Lau. That's his descendant.
And Draciel was Max's bit-beast and is now-
Fred Koiver's. I finished.
Yes, so Driger! Come on, Driger! We want to talk!
Another voice popped onto my mind. YOU two are actually talking? Wow, anything can happen now. So whatcha talking about?
First of all, I promised Kai we wouldn't argue. Secondly, yes, we are talking, we are talking about the old times with our former masters.
Oh, you mean Kai and Ray.
Did we have other masters?
Actually, I'm not really sure. I think we did, but I don't remember.
Sorry, Kai, but we are hundreds of years old, you know.
I gasped in horror. You guys- are... hundreds... of years... old?
Sure, what's wrong with that?
I didn't know that bit-beasts could live that long!
Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but it has been 100 years since our old masters walked the earth, has it not? Dranzer asked.
I stuttered, Uh- ye-yeah, sure! But do bit-beasts ever- uh, well, you know...
Driger chipped in, Die? Well, I don't think so. We can disappear if a power is too great for us. That's what I did when Ray beat Brian, but I came back.
That was freaky, all right. Maybe I should stop talking to these things, they might tell me more than I want to know. Um, I have school tomorrow and it's getting late...
Driger said, I'm afraid I must also take leave, for my master calls.
Say hi to Frank for me.
Very well, friend of Master Frank. Driger disappeared.
Well, goodbye, Dranzer.
Farewell for now, Kai. Till we meet again...
I sighed and fell backwards onto my bed after I had safely put Dranzer away. That was the weirdest thing I had ever experienced. Talking with bit-beasts. I had to admit, it wasn't that bad, but they could be a little blunt and formal. That "chat" almost made me wish I had known my great-great-grandfather, Kai. Almost. I doubted anything would ever push me past that line. I fell asleep, into an enchanted and mystical dream, filled with mysterious, yet somehow, familiar things.
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That's it! Review! Tell me what you think! And if I got anything wrong, but NO FLAMES ALLOWED!!! Also, you can vote for my next story of for your favourite beyblade couple, or both! Here are the story possibilities:
Parody/Humour/Action/Adventure: "Like Mike(al)"- Beyblade fic. For those of you that have seen the movie "Like Mike," it's almost the same story, in a beyblade version. I am going to change certain things, of course. For those who didn't see the movie, WARNING, this will be a spoiler. A boy who can barely launch straight finds this beyblade rumoured to have once belonged to his beyblading hero. Suddenly, he's the best blader around, beating world-class blading teams, but what will happen when evil forces try to steal his blade for world domination purposes?
Drama/Suspense/Action/Adventure/Horror (a little): A Digimon fic, so far, but that might change. Takuya (dunno if I spelled that right) fights himself in his mind, completely unaware that his body is trying to destroy the digital world! (based on a Star Trek: The Next Generation book I read once, uh... sort of...)
Horror/Suspense/Drama: This is original fiction right now, and I'm finding it hard to change it to a form of anime, or even fanfiction. A boy's mother washes up on the shore of a remote deserted island, dead. An I.D. check is done of course, but is prevented from finishing mysteriously. The mother shows up at "her" house and somehow gives him everything he wants and could ever want. But why is she trying to convince him to come with her to the island where "she" was found dead? (based on a Star Trek: The Next Generation episode I saw once)
Unwanted: I'm not really sure if I'm going to do this. It's a songfic based on Avril Lavigne's song, "Unwanted." Joey is rejected by Mai (again), and tries to show his feelings.
Lancelot and Guinevere: If I do write this one, it'll probably go under a different name. I'm sure a lot of people are familiar with the stories of King Arthur, or Arthurian Legend. At least one, anyway. You know how Lancelot and Guinevere's love brought the kingdom to ruins, in the common version. But I've been thinking about writing my own version of how they managed to save the kingdom, just to watch it fall to ruins again, or to last an eternity, I can't decide yet.
Tyson's Dictionary: Might have a different title. Me and a friend are working on this one. I'm not sure when it'll be up, but if you want it up next, vote!
The horror in Tyson's life: This might be a one-shot fic, about how Tyson copes with school. This is what I thought for those of you who wonder. It'll be up soon, but vote if you want me to continue it!
A Teacher's Favourite Words: I dunno if I'm gonna do this one because I don't want my account overloading with stupid and pointless stories...
Duo Duplication Dilemma: This is a fic that I just thought up. The title explains a lot, but I need suggestions.
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