DISCLAIMER: Plot & OC = mine. Beyblade = ? Not really sure actually...

Well, special acknowledgement to my Mizu-Tenshi, who's been incredibly nice to give me feedback.*Hugs Mizu-Tenshi* Oooooh! Thank you for the encouragement! Lolz, yes, I needed that. And thanks to Kayumi, Lis, Ariana and Angela for reviewing!! Here's the 3rd chapter..I was away on vacation so I wasn't able to update - not that people care or anything! *grumbles* - but it's just a little bit of a reasurance that I haven't quit this story, you know?

Chapter 3: To an Unknown Destination

"Korea, here I come! I mean - we." Tyson waved frantically in the direction of their admiring fans, lined up to get a better peek at the stars. Only mere minutes had passed since they had appeared through Gate 12, when a throng of banners, cameras and screaming people were shoved against their faces.

The rest of the boys had already rushed into the sanctuary of their limo, rolling up the tinted windows so that they're faces wouldn't be exposed to the media. Kai let out an annoyed sigh, regarding Tyson with an expression that could be described with none other than disgust. "Balloon filled air head."

Max, Kenny and Ray gave small chuckles, shaking their heads with similar exasperation. "Doesn't he get tired of waving? His hand must be losing a lot of blood for being in the air like that."

"Says you!"

They all turned around as the last member of the Blade Breaker team slid through the back door being held open by their chauffeur. Looking very flushed and extremely pleased with himself, Tyson picked up the nearest cup of lemonade. Putting the lip of the cup to his mouth, he guzzled the liquid down quickly, spluttering and choking.

"The lemonade's too sour!"

They all shrugged, taking sips of their own to find that the drink was perfectly normal. "Mine's good."

"Yeah me too."

"Must be the aftertaste of that kimchi or something. Korean food sure tastes spicey, but mouth watering." Tyson declared, kicking off his shoes and leaning leisurely into his seat. "So when are we going to the stadium? I want to check out our team locker rooms and stuff."

Kenny peered into his laptop, tapping the screen with the back of his fingers. "First of all, kimchi isn't supposed to have an after taste. And it says here, that we're to have the locker room in the South wing. #109." He looked up, his glasses falling down a notch from the bridge of his nose. "We're going to have the tour of the stadium the day after tomorrow."

"Really? In that case, let's par-tay! We can go around the city, looking at sites and - "

"Training."

"Aww c'mon Kai."

"Tyson, we're here for the tournament, remember? We're not here to joke around."

Before the puffing teen could argue further, Kenny cut in once more, "Kai's right. We'll need lots of training. It appears to me that we have some company."

The rest of the group leaned forward, craning their necks to have a view of what the chief had been keenly reading on the computer screen. "The Demoliton boys - they're here."

~*~*~*~

"Jason! Keep it steady!"

Tenchi cocked her head to the side, watching the young abbey trainees bey battle amongst each other. "Kevin, take control. Make sure you be careful when you manuvere, you know you're not too strong in that area."

She leaned casually against the wall, resting her head onto the cool surface while her calculating eyes never left the battle scenes playing out below her. The bell rang, signalling the end of training for that hour, and Tenchi spoke through the microphone chip hanging around her neck. "Okay guys, break time."

A swarm of kids pounded their way up the stairs to the platform on which she stood, all wearing proud faces. "How'd I do Tenchi?"

"Yeah, what about me? I won, did you see?"

"I did it Tenchi! I beat Ryan twice today!"

She chuckled softly, "I saw all of you. You were all very good."

"So will we be able to bey battle in the junior competition in Korea?"

Tenchi stiffened, her smile fading unnoticeably from her face, "Sorry Andrew, she stroked the boy's raven black hair affectionately, "only 4 of you will be going to Korea. I wish I could let you all go."

"So who will it be? And is it really true that we'll be able to see the Demolition Boys? We all know that you're sort of a member of the team...but we haven't seen anyone else yet."

"Yeah, I can't wait to meet Tala. He's so cool, I'm gonna be just like him when I grow up!"

Tenchi had to laugh, remembering Tala's face when she told him how the little boys admired him. "Me?" Tala had said, "Naturally."

"Well don't go around telling him that. He just might get a tad bit inflated in the head." Only the older ones of the group got that, smiling softly as they took their place around her.

The boys had gotten attached to her, and she to them. As their trainer, and a sister-like character, she had tried to encourage the boys not to fall under Boris' 'show no mercy' training methods. But the older ones had already been infected, already been hurt - and emotionally scarred as all the people in the abbey were.

But she was determined to keep the younger ones protected.

A sudden urge of panic rose at the pit of her stomach: she wouldn't be able to protect them for long. In six months, she was going to leave the abbey, the boys, her friends, her brother...to a complete stranger that could offer her nothing but money. But she had plenty of that to spare, and therefore had no more need of it. Her eyes swept the walls and spotted the clock, as if timing her departure. She was to leave in exactly 5 months and 25 days from now. Time was running out for her - fast.

~*~*~

Her slate coloured hair bellowed out behind her as she watched the peaceful sunset. Splashes of oranges and reds showered the sky with its vibrant blooms, mixed with smudges of pale yellows and pinks. Calm clouds littered above, reflecting the colours of the very sky itself.

In the middle of all that was the grand yellow sphere that was sinking lower into the sea, disappearing amongst the wavering waves. She sighed, the ship she had taken should arrive in Korea's harbour in a few days. Her stomach fluttered with nervous anticipation, but she bit down on them, hard.

What if Kai wasn't there after all? What if it was just rumours that the Blade Breakers were going to the Korean Tournament? What if the Kai Hiwatari in the international team wasn't Kai Hiwatari? She cringed at her thoughts, Kai Hiwatari wasn't Kai Hiwatari? Now she was just panicking.

Gulping down fear and apprehension, she settled carefully on the dock, watching the remainder of the sunset in complete silence, with nothing but the waves below her to console her overwhelming fears.

~*~*~*

Tenchi bit her lip as she surveyed the clutter of downcast faces, cringing visibly. She had read out the names of those that will be allowed to compete in the tournament, and as she had suspected, the number of disappointed and heartbroken expressions were high.

"I'm sorry guys. But we'll be leaving soon, and I'm s - "

"Yes, boys. Those of you who have been selected, will be boarding the Plane today. Of course our destination is Korea," There he paused to give the chosen group a long stare, "and the junior championships."

"Absolutely not. Our destination is Korea, indeed! But definitely not the championships. It may be our goal to win - and we should strive to achieve it, but it is NOT mandatory." Tenchi bristled, her crystal blue eyes burning with rage - something that Boris hadn't often seen.

He lowered his gaze respectfully under her intense glare, "Yes. Do try your best."

With one last burning look, she whipped around, ushering the rest of the dispirited boys to their next classes of the day. Boris turned around to face the ones chosen, once positive that she wasn't within hearing range, "Your quest begins here boys. It is to win...or to lose, and forever become a loser. There are no room for mistakes."

He leaned forward to one boy, almost nose to nose. Something about him.was so familiar. "What's your name, boy?"

"Andrew Sawata, sir."

"Well Andrew, you've made it this far, haven't you?" He leered, and to his surprise, the boy did not flinch or even blink. Boris frowned, carefully observing him. The fire in his eyes, the arrogance and pride, the skill and determination, the will power and self discipline, and perfection.

Boris drew back sharply. He knew now why this boy was so familiar..those eyes...there was only one other who could hold himself like this boy could..with so much dignity and power. It could've only been..the Phoenix, his former apprentice, and the heir to Biovolt, Kai.

"Bring your bags down immediately. The plane will leave with or without you." He whirled on his heel, his black cloak bellowing out behind him as he stalked through the door. He was definitely going to have to pay close attention to Andrew Sawata.

Halting by his office to collect the Demolition Boys, he paused with his pale fingers grasped around the door knob. A slow smirk appeared at the corners of his lips, Sawata indeed! Biovolt now had three very important things that could lure the Phoenix back: Tala, Tenchi...and his little brother.
I'm done my third chapter! YAY~ But it's shorter than the others..really short. *shrugs* Well thanks for reading, and since you did, maybe you could leave a review? That would be nice..