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phoenix the 1st: Ya it's redictable, but meh, big deal ^^; This quick enough?
Ashla: Pokémon 4Ever... rules! Best Pokémon Movie so far! *Huggles Celebi* Dote pokémon! Anyvay, glad yaz like it sis, though yaz have to say that anyway ^^;
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'
"I'm sorry sir, but there has been no sight of Kai anywhere. The Demolition Boys followed our tracking to a cave, but all they found there was a folder. Judging by the footprints in the snow, he must have found some mode of transport, his Dranzer most likely."
Voltaire grumbled at the news of Kai, tightening his grip on the receiver of the phone. The voice from the other end spoke up again. "He won't fly far, he'll be spotted that way. He may have done it to confuse us, so we'd lose track of him." There was silence for a minute. "What should we do sir?"
"You found the folder right?" "Yes..." "Then I know where he's heading. Search up the file and information on Kai's previous family. Capture his brother."
"Yes sir."
He smiled as he read some of the odd rumours people had spread years ago, and the comments people had made on their appearances. He searched through the book until it opened on a page with a picture of him and Kai. It was only taken a year ago. The two of them had their Beyblades at the ready, preparing for a Beybattle, looking both focused, but happy. Smiling, Tyson lay down and reached under his bed, pulling out a small wooden box. Opening it, he pulled out a small photo album, opening it up.
There weren't many pictures in the album, but they where very important ones. Even if it did include looking at a four-year-old version of himself, Tyson was more interested in the other people in the pictures. He sighed as he looked through them. "Kai... how could your grandfather make you forget?" He thought, looking at the picture.
He was around three, maybe four, looking quizzically at a beyblade. There was a boy sitting beside him, the same expression while looking at a launcher. "We didn't even know what they were. We spent about an hour trying to figure out how to work them, and even then we didn't get it. Funny how much Kai and I used to be alike..." He closed the book and put it back in the box, covering it by placing his scrap book on top before the lid.
"I guess all brothers are alike in one way or another..."
He pulled a few papers out of his pocket, one he had torn from the folder, and began to read it again. He was more interested in the information written in at the bottom then his age, name etc.
Kai Granger, aged four years, was brought to the adoption centre by Sandra Granger, his biological mother. She was a single parent, though it has been discovered Kai has one younger sibling and a father.
Turning the page, Kai began to read a short amount of information that Voltaire, or rather his employees, had collected lately. It was information on Kai's family, who and where they were.
Kai is the elder of two brothers, the younger known as Tyson Granger, a well known Beyblading Champion. His father is an archaeologist, who is constantly on expeditions. His mother died of cancer three days after putting Kai up for adoption...
The next page went on, explaining where Tyson lived (not that Kai didn't already now), his Beyblading abilities, his age, everything. There was a similar page afterwards. Looks like Voltaire was keeping an eye on both of them.
Kai couldn't believe it....
His best friend... Tyson... was his brother? It seemed unreal but... Kai knew it was true. His memories were weak from the age of six and down, and by that age he was already adopted. The reason it was so easy for them to talk to each other... it all made sense. It would also explain why Tyson always tried to be friends with him and-
Wait.... did Tyson know about all this?
That would explain why he felt so betrayed when Kai got Black Dranzer, and why he was always trying to be friends with him. He must have known, possibly not straight away but at one point... Tyson must have become aware of there relation.
But... if Voltaire knows they're related, doesn't that mean Tyson is in danger?
Narrowing his eyes, Kai looked around the park he had just entered, taking out his Beyblade. He had to get to Tyson; he had to understand why he had never known, and why it had been such a secret. Holding up his Beyblade, a red beam erupted from it, flames spraying in many directions, as Dranzer slowly took form. Kai climbed on the back of the phoenix, ordering Dranzer to take flight. He gripped the birds feathers as it flew straight up, then Southeast, towards their destination.
Grumbling about sleeping issue, he forcefully ate the chocolate bars, off in a world of his own.
Suddenly, the window smashed as a Beyblade came flying through, smashing a few things in the process. Tyson, having learned from his grandfather to act quickly, was able to dodge the Beyblade just before it hit him in the head. With sharp blades like that, it could have been knocked cold.
He looked up in both shock, and confusion, as the Beyblade flew back and landed in the hand of a man standing outside the window. Tyson had never seen him before, but he was quick to draw his Beyblade. "Who are you?" He demanded, preparing to launch his Beyblade. There came no answer, but the man launched his Beyblade at Tyson, and in no time a Beybattle had begun.
"Dragoon, go!" Tyson ordered, his Beyblade responding by charging at the other, clashing dangerously with it. He was, as usual, completely absorbed in the battle, but something didn't feel right...
He suddenly felt a hand cover his mouth and stumbled back into the grasp of another person. He kicked back, but it didn't work, and his arms where pinned to his side. Though he struggled to get free, he was helpless to defend himself as the Beyblader walked up to him, lifting up what looked like a small dart, and tossing it lazily into his shoulder. It dug surprisingly deep, but he didn't have much time to realise he was in pain. His vision blurred and his eyes drooped, the tranquilliser beginning to take effect. He struggled to stay conscious, but he quickly slipped deep into sleep.
He was helpless now...
To Be Continued
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Welp, this chappy was ok-ish, but there will be better ^^ Hope yaz liked what was in it anyvay. Hope yaz'll review, slán slán for now!
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