SR: Heyho the diddleo. OO Random! Anyways here's the next part of the story. Seems Tala isn't going to get along with Brooklyn. Oh my, should be interesting. Send any comments, ideas, suggestions and the such to me if you have them. Reviews Fast Writing.

Turbulence

"Please fasten your seatbelt sir, we'll be landing shortly." The perky voice of the flight attendant cut through Tala's thoughts and he turned to look at her.

"Thank you." He replied curtly. No sense in trying to start up a conversation. He reached over to grab the seatbelt and the sudden movement caused Mariah to scoot as far away from him as possible while still remaining on the seat. "Nervous?" He asked.

"Should I be?" She snapped. The Russian blader made her jumpy; the guy was like a ticking time bomb or something. A smirk twisted itself onto Tala's features.

"Yes…" He hissed and reached over to ruffle Mariah's hair. The sudden bodily contact struck a reflex in Mariah and she pulled her fist back smashed it straight into Tala's face. The assaulted redhead clapped a hand to his face and tumbled out of his chair much to the hilarity of the other passengers.

Mariah gave him a disdainful look before clipping her seatbelt on. He had asked for it after all. One hand reached to smooth her hair back into its proper place.

Tala stood up and gave Mariah such a dangerous look that all laughter and jeering stopped. Tala brought his hand back and probably would have dealt Mariah a blow hard enough to break her neck but he never got that far.

A large wooden stick whistled through the air and rapped Tala firmly on the head. "Woah settle down there little dude. No sense it getting upset over it. Chill." Said the elderly man. Tala could hear the others trying to stifle their laughter and boy were they failing at it. Growling angrily Tala jammed himself back into his seat and wrenched the seatbelt into place.

It wasn't so much that she had hit him but that he'd been so ungraceful about it. Falling out of your seat when a girl hit you wasn't exactly considered tough.

The plane lurched forward and they began their descent into Moscow Airport. Tala calmed down a bit as he watched the ground become larger and more defined. Somewhere down there was his team. 'No,' He chided himself, 'Former team.' The thought was a dreary one and Tala couldn't help but be disheartened by it.

He looked around at all the faces. He had no friends here, except Kai. He was fully aware that either everyone else feared him or hated him. It was a fact that had slowly been chewing at Tala for some time now. All the time spent around the Bladebreakers had slowly begun to unthaw his emotions and with it came the desire to be accepted. It wouldn't happen though; the Abbey had left him angry and temperamental. He'd settle for his team. 'Former team!' Tala's mind screamed at him.

"Alright, all betting is closed now." Came Kevin's voice and Tala looked over to him. A large pile of money, blade parts and food was in front of him.

"Exactly what were you betting on?" Tala asked. He really had to find a way to kill that curiosity of his.

"On whether the D-Boys are going to show or not." Kevin replied not thinking that it could upset Tala.

"Everyone says they won't except for Kai and Robert." He continued. Tala's blue eyes flickered over to Robert. It was expected of Kai to just go the opposite way of everyone else but the captain of the Majestics?

"They may not be friendly or kind but they do have the decency to not ignore a direct request made by the head of the BBA." Robert offered as explanation.

Noise from the entry area cut off any further conversation and everyone turned to look in that direction. In walked Bryan, Ian and Spencer. Tala nearly smiled at the sight of them but he faltered when another redhead walked in. Who was he now?

"Hey who's the other guy?" Tyson asked and for once Tala was grateful for the boy's lack of manners.

Bryan opened his mouth to reply but the redhead cut him off. "I am Brooklyn." He said and Tala idly wondered if that smile ever came off of his face.

"And you're here because?" Demanded Johnny. Brooklyn's green eyes flickered towards him and he bowed slightly at the Scottish boy.

"Heh forgive my lack of explanations. Seeing as how the Demolition Boys have disbanded our facility will need a new team. I'm going to be the captain of that new team. Our leader thought it would be best if I went along on this trip for experience. Mr.Dickenson saw no problem with it." He finished and sat down next to Emily.

Tala felt something in his stomach twist. Were Bryan and the others part of that new team. More importantly, was this Brooklyn his replacement? He found the idea of being replaced so easily nauseating. He didn't even notice as the jet took off again.

He looked over at Brooklyn again and found that the other was looking at him as well. It wasn't a nice look either more of an analyzing look. It disappeared quickly though and was replaced by the infuriatingly good-natured smile of his. Tala returned it with a scowl of his own.

A low grunt to his left caused him to look in that direction. Bryan had taken the seat there and nodded to him. "Tala." He muttered.

"Bryan." He returned. Talk about your happy reunions. "So, you going to be part of that new team?" He asked. One eye slanted enough to see Robert and Kai counting their winnings. Crimson orbs flickered to him and one smooth eyebrow raised itself in question as it to say 'What?' Tala only rolled his eyes and refocused his attention on Bryan.

"Hn, probably. It's not official yet." The purple haired blader responded. Even if he had sat down next to Tala he didn't seem interested in talking to him. This caused Tala to worry, back at the Abbey he and Bryan had always talked together.

"Guess you're happy about that…" Came the meek reply. Bryan turned himself to look straight at Tala.

"Are you happy about that Tala?" He questioned and the hard look in his eyes faltered for a moment, they were begging him now to give the right answer. It would have helped if he knew what the right answer was though.

"I-I guess so?" He answered. Bryan's face fell for a moment before he turned to look in front of him. Wrong answer.

"That's what I thought." Bryan said coldly. 'But not what I wanted.'

Tala just stared at him for a minute before slumping back in his chair. He searched the plane for Ian and Spencer but when he finally found them neither would meet his eyes. What was going on here? Why were they acting like this? This had to be Brooklyn's doing. Once again Tala searched the plane but this time it was with a vengeance. It that…that imposter had anything to do with it then he was going to find out exactly how strong the Abbey had made him.

Tala's eyes finally settled on him. The 'him' in question was talking to Kai, still smiling. The dual-haired blader didn't seem like he was enjoying the conversation either. Heaving himself out of the seat he walked over to Kai. "Problem?" He asked icily.

"Not at all." Brooklyn answered. "We were just having a conversation." The look Tala gave him would have made any normal person cower but Brooklyn didn't even seem to notice. "Forgive me but I don't believe I know your name." Brooklyn said pinpointing Tala with those eyes of his.

"I'm Tala." He muttered. Brooklyn nodded.

"Which of these teams are you from?" One of Brooklyn's hands waved to the ensemble of teams. If it was possible, Tala's temper flared even higher.

"None…I don't have a team right now." He hissed and Kai took this moment to intervene.

"But you don't have a team either do you Brooklyn? The Demolition Boys aren't part of it so-" Kai was cut off by Brooklyn.

"Demolition Boys? They don't exist anymore; the old members are all going to be part of the new team. Well, almost all of them." Brooklyn gave Tala a look that creeped even Kai out. And that took some doing.

With a quick nod Brooklyn turned and walked back to his seat leaving the two other bladers to glare after him.

"That guys trouble…" Tala whirled around to see the Bladebreakers standing there. The voice had belonged to Tyson.

"Yeah," Rei agreed. "There's something about him that just drips of bad."

"Take a look though, we're the only ones who seem to have noticed it." Kai stated and nodded in Brooklyn's direction. The redhead was having an animated conversation with Lee and Micheal.

"Probably 'cause we're the only ones who say that not-so-nice side of him." Tyson muttered. It was odd for the dragon to get so serious and Tala found that he preferred this more intelligent side of the blader. "I mean, he acts totally nice around the others but it seems…."

"…That Tala brings out the worst in him?" Kai finished and all eyes swiveled to the redheaded blader. "That's what he came over for, he wanted to know more about Tala." Kai nodded. "If I were you then I'd watch my step around him Ivanov."

"But why would he want to hurt Tala? He doesn't even know him!" Max complained.

"Maybe because he thinks of him as a threat?" Rei responded and when everyone gave him those 'please explain' looks he expanded. "Think about it, if Tala were to rejoin with the Demolition Boys then where does that leave Brooklyn. It's possible that he'd be put back into training because the team would prefer Tala. This is his bog chance to make a name for himself in the Beyblading industry and he's not going to chance it on Tala." He finished.

"It does make some sense." Kai agreed. "Just be careful Tala. Now, this looks more then a little suspicious all of us talking in a corner. Back to your seats." It was amazing how Kai could go from 'caring friend' to 'cold captain' in two seconds flat. Everyone made for their respective seats and none more disheartened then Tala.

"Please take your seats everyone and fasten your seatbelts. We'll be encountering some turbulence shortly.

Tala smirked slightly. 'Lady,' He thought 'I've already hit my turbulence.

SR: Excuse the slight twisting of seasons and all. I needed Brooklyn to make this chapter work so…I changed everything around so this is now also an AU. Now, go and review or you'll hit some turbulence. Waves a bat around. Go!