Hey! I'm back! Sorry for not updating for yonks! But not my fault!

Here are the reasons:

1) I was banned from the Internet at home and at the library you can't use disks… and the school computers are too slow!

2) My laptop broke! So I had trouble typing this stuff up. But it's all better now!

3) I moved schools! The stress is killing me!

4) Lack of inspiration. You can probably tell… T.T

5) I wanted to update all my stories at once.

6) Family issues… None of your bees wax.

7) Friend issues. They either hate me or need me! All of them…

8) Started several new stories (see below)

9) I have a website and a profile on gaia. It's hard work keeping them up to date. Which I'm not… :P

But now I'm back! And to say sorry I started two new stories: .Bayblade/quest01 and He loves me… He loves me not. They both only have 5 chapters, so don't be mad! H.L.M-H.L.M.N has been postponed but will be up soon!

I've also taken the time to write a 3-part story with my best friend. It's called Vita Post Mortem, by shadowy recesses OTM. Yes, that does mean something… Anyway, check it out. I've also decided to make a few changes. I'm going to delete Collections and use them for my website, and I've got a new one shot, called I don't believe anymore.

Title: Bio

Change everything you are

Tala sat down across from Boris in the dark limo. Several days ago, he had been rung in the middle of he night and asked to meet a 'friend' in the main street in Moscow. And here he was.

And everything you were

Boris suddenly reached under the seat and produced an old photo album. Tala eyed it with suspicion. Like everything associated with Boris, he wasn't sure if he wanted to know about it.

But Boris pushed it towards him. Just as Tala took it, the car stooped and a large bodyguard informed Tala that it would be in both of their interests if he left the car…now.

Your number has been called

Tala sat down in an almost empty coffee shop. He opened the album and read the written page pasted on the front of the first plastic pocket.

'Tala. This is an album containing pictures and mementoes of my daughter-'

At this point Tala silt a lost of his coffee onto the table, and was unable to thank the waitress who cleaned it up, due to the fact that he was reading, re-reading and re-reading again what he had just read.

Fights and battles have begun

'Tala. This is an album containing pictures and mementoes of my daughter, from when she born till now. It may shock you to know that I have a daughter and that you didn't know about her, but both can be explained.

'The first question is none of your bloody business. But you deserve to know the second answer.

'We let you all (Ian, Kai, Spencer, Bryan, my daughter and yourself) train together till the age of 7. Then we genetically modified you all. Unfortunately you all lost your memories. We separated my daughter from you, so you never had a chance to remember her. Then the black Dranzer incident took place and so Kai was also separated. He too lost all memory of your friendship, although you other boys didn't.

'Now Kai has rejoined you. My daughter, due to an unusual mistake made in further modifications to her, has regained all her early memories. So, against my better judgment (mainly Voltaire), I have decided to reunite you all.

'On the second of August you will all go to Shirakawa High, in Japan.'

Revenge will surely come

Tala turned the page and swore. Was this some kind of joke? There were no photos, no nothing! Tala continued to flip the pages. Nothing!

He reached the last pocket. There was a small note badly attached.

Your hard times are ahead

The writing was different, less spiky, and more modern. It had also been written in red, whereas the first letter had been in blue. The message was short.

'Ha ha ha! See you at school, sucker!'

Best, you've got to be the best

A few days later, Tala was found going through the Biovault/BEGA files that Ian has hacked into. He was looking for a picture, a profile, anything that would tell him anything about Boris's daughter. It didn't help that he had no name.

You've got to change the world

"Ah-ha!" Tala sat back down in his chair, smirking with satisfaction. Ian and Spencer looked up from their game of scrabble.

"You found something?" asked Ian.

"Maybe…" said Tala slyly. He was instantly shoved away from the computer as Ian looked over Tala's findings.

And use this chance to be heard

"What?" Ian screeched. "After all my hard work you found what you wanted on Kevin's White Tigers Homepage?"

The three boys stared at the tiny picture of a black cat with crimson wings and a green horsetail. That and a name were the only things on a page titled 'The Lost Tiger'.

Your time is now

"Reyna Yin Kon? What the hell?" exclaimed Ian. Tala nodded to the surname.

"Kon." They exchanged looks. "Kon."

There was a scramble for the phone book.

"Whose Rei staying with?" asked Tala.

"Tyson," said Spencer. Tala quickly looked up the number. After 11 rings, someone finally answered.

Don't let yourself down

"Hi, ma home boy, wazzup?"

"Hello, Mr. Granger, it's Tala, I-"

"Kai just left, dude."

"No, I'd like to speak to-"

"TYSON! Phone CALL!"

"No, no, Rei! I'd like to speak to Rei!"

"Oh…Rei! TELEPHONE, DUDE!"

Silence.

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's Tala."

"Oh, hi Tala. How are you?"

"Fine. Now, you're not married by any chance, are you?"

"WHAT? God no!"

"Good, just checking… Um, does the name Reyna Yin Kon ring a bell?"

"Yeah, that's my cousin."

"Really? Care to fill me in?"

"Um… ok… My dad's sister ran away from the village…"

"Same as you?"

"Kinda. But she ran away to live with some Russian guy…"

"I see… Makes sense…"

"You sure you're ok?"

"Yep. Keep going."

"…Apparently she had a daughter, Reyna. She died, though. The only thing we know is that her daughter has her bit beast."

"Thanks Rei. Bye."

"What? Oh, bye."

And don't let yourself go

Tala looked at the others.

"So now we know…" Spencer and Ian nodded.

"We should tell every one 'bout moving or starting at the new school," said Spencer.

"Why? Aren't we the only one's going?" asked Tala, mildly interested. Some people thought Spencer was thick, but he just thought about things more then others.

"Well, if Kai comes, the Bladebreakers will come too. And if Rei and Max come, then the All Starz and the White Tigers will come too. And if four Beyblade teams are at the one school, then the others won't be far behind. So-"

"So we'd better start telling everyone," groaned Tala.

"Then we'd better start soon," said Ian. "Today's the first of august."

Your last chance has arrived.

Song: Butterflies and Hurricanes by Muse