Nisa-chan666: Yay! My second proper story! Hopefully I'll make the chapters longer this time. So without further ado, here are the characters in my new story: Tyson, Kai, Rei, Max, Kenny, Hilary, Garnet and introducing... my muse, Michael! Not to be mistaken for Michael out of the All-starz. The two couldn't be any more different. You notice that this time I'm not including Daichi. I found him too hard to work with, because I have watched hardly any of G-Revolution. This is why his character is so under-developed. So, who wants to do the disclaimer?

Michael: You're going to pick me, I can tell. So, here it is. Nisa-chan666 doesn't own Beyblade...

Nisa-chan: That belongs to Takao Aoki (the lucky git.)

Michael: Hey! You asked me to say the disclaimer, and then interrupt! As I was saying, Nisa-chan doesn't own Beyblade or any of the official characters, but unfortunately for Garnet and I, she does own us! (Mumbles) Can someone please save us? She's not right in the head!

Nisa-chan: (Grows devil horns) I heard that little one. Don't push your luck. Now, on with the story. (Start poking Michael with devil fork.)

Chapter 1: The calling.

Kai woke up to see bright sunlight streaming through the open curtains, completely blinding him. He scowled. Didn't Tyson's grandpa understand that "Do not enter" didn't mean "enter quietly, hoping that the inhabitants don't notice"? He sat up and stretched, wincing slightly at the loud cracks coming from various joints. He slipped out of bed, dragged his feet across the floor and snapped the curtains shut again. He spun around and leant on the wall, eyes blinking sweat from his eyes. It was a ridiculously hot summer that year. He peered at the beds laid on the floor, and smiled at the sight of his younger boyfriend, Tyson, curled up fast asleep, a small smile on his face. He yawned. Lately he'd had a hard time getting to sleep, and even then his slumber was disturbed by strange, vision-like dreams. Every morning he would try to remember them, but they would always slip away like grains of sand in an hour-glass. The one thing he could pick up was a horrible image of Tyson in pain. He shook his head. All this brooding wasn't going to get him anywhere. He heard a huge yawn from Tyson, and the younger boy joined him at the wall, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Did you have a good night?" Tyson asked, still yawning.

"Not really. I was awake almost all night," Kai muttered, kneading one of his eyes.

"Hmmm. You have been looking ill the past few days," Tyson agreed, looking at him with concern.

Kai smirked. Looking ill was an understatement. He'd had so little sleep that he thought that it wouldn't be strange if his eyes suddenly started to bleed. They certainly felt that way at that moment. He pushed himself away from the wall, and made his way outside. Tyson watched him go, unease still on his face. Physically, Kai had no reason to be so lethargic. Hell, Kai was one of the fittest people he knew. But, there he was, looking almost as emaciated as he had been in Prague.

Max walked down the stairs, wiping sleep from his eyes. He entered the kitchen to see Rei sitting at the table, staring with lacklustre eyes at a spot on the floor the other side of the table. He frowned. These last few days, his boyfriend had been complaining of lack of sleep and strange dreams. They were certainly taking their toll. He looked pale and skeletal in the morning light. Max shook his head. He had told Rei time and time again to go and see a doctor, but so far his advice had been forgotten. Truth be told, Max wasn't feeling 100 himself. He kept seeing strange objects on the edge of his vision, mostly coloured lights, that he knew couldn't be there. He sat down next to Rei, taking his hand. Rei jumped, as if he'd been about a million miles away.

"Morning Rei," Max smiled kindly.

"Hey, Maxie," the Chinese boy mumbled back, leaning his head on Max's shoulder.

"You're really not looking well," Max replied, concern clouding his young face.

"You sound like my mum," Rei grinned, still looking horribly ill. "You continue like this, and I'll think aliens have come in the night and taken the real Maxie away."

"Hey, I'm not sugar-high all the time," Max frowned.

"Yeah, just most of the time," Rei smiled, kissing him lightly on the forehead.

"Come on, we've got to get ready for meeting the guys downtown. That is if you're up to it," Max said, frown deepening.

"Yeah, just coming," Rei sighed.

Garnet stood at the bus-stop with Kenny, fingering the locket she always wore. She had been having strange energy pulls lately. Not the normal, quiet pulls that she felt around the bit-beasts. These ones seemed to be coming from inside her, yet from an external force at the same time. She had also noticed that Kenny seemed to be a lot more alert, head darting to the side every so often, then, finding nothing there, turning back to her, shaking his head, a nervous smile on his face. She hoped that seeing the other Bladebreakers would help clear something up. When the bus arrived at the stop, she was desperate to find some sort of answer. The pulls had been growing all morning, and she knew that in about an hour, she would basically be doubled up in agony on the floor.

Hilary walked over to the tube station, wiping sweat off her forehead every few steps. She had been feeling under the weather, a fever and a heat rash all over her arms. She stopped on the platform, hardly remembering actually getting a ticket and going into the relative cool of the tube platform through her headache. A young couple walked past her, giving each other death glares. She closed her eyes as a bolt of pain surged through her head. It was strange, but whenever someone near her had an angry or negative feeling, her condition seemed to get worse. A screeching of brakes on the tracks told her that her train had arrived. She sat down on one of the hard plastic seats and leant her head against the glass. It felt wonderfully cool against her feverish skin.

Garnet stepped out of the bus, Kenny hopping out behind her. They had agreed to meet in the local Costa's coffee shop. They stepped into the coffee shop and bought their drinks and carried them outside, each deep in their own thoughts. Garnet sat down on a near-by bench, sipping her coffee with a frown on her face. Kenny sat next to her, and laid his hand on hers with a kind smile.

"This is really worrying you, isn't it?" he asked.

"Yeah. I just don't know what it means," she agreed, punching her knee in frustration. "I'm the guardian of the bit. I should know whether we should be getting ready for... oh, I don't know. Something!"

"Look, don't worry. That's my job," her boyfriend said, pulling her into an embrace.

She smiled. This was what she loved about him. She could always count on him to stay by her side, no matter what happened. Even when she was being moody for no actual reason, he was always there for her when she had let all her steam off. She heard footsteps behind her, and then Tyson's voice.

"Awww, you two are such a cute couple!" he grinned, pulling a peace sign at her turned head.

A large anime sweat-drop slid down her head. She could never quite get her head around Tyson. At times he acted like 5-year old, other times like a serious adult. He was totally bipolar. Unlike his boyfriend, Kai. Kai was serious all the time. He wasn't exactly what you would call a barrel of laughs. Garnet couldn't keep up with his slightly morbid sense of humour, when he actually did laugh. She immediately noticed a change in both of them. Kai seemed bone-tired, and Tyson was just a bundle of nervous energy. Oh, wait... wasn't Tyson always a bundle of energy? But, that point aside, Tyson seemed almost as hyper as Max when on a sugar rampage. Another set of footsteps, and she saw Rei and Max walk up. Rei looked positively starved and skeletal, and Max's eyes were flitting nervously all over the place. A thump beside her alerted her to Hilary's presence. The girl was drenched in a cold sweat, and was trembling violently.

"Hey. We don't seem too well at the moment, do we?" she muttered with a nervous laugh.

5 minutes later they were all sat in the shade of several trees near the park. Garnet clutched her locket and sighed deeply.

"Okay, what the hell is happening?" Max asked snappily, which was extremely rare for him.

"Give me moment. Let's hear the symptoms we all have. We'll start with Hilary," Garnet replied seriously.

"Well, the other day I woke up feeling really feverish. And it seems to get worse whenever someone has negative feelings around me," the girl replied, sweat sliding down her glistening face.

"Anything else?" Garnet asked.

"Well, I have got sun-burn, but that's the sun's fault," Hilary grinned.

"You definitely haven't lost your sense of humour anyway. Max?" Garnet smiled, before switching back to the seriousness of the situation.

"I keep seeing coloured lights at the edge of my vision," Max replied, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Kenny gasped, and said, "That's weird. I've been seeing things too. Except I keep seeing shadowy figures, trying to block out the sun."

"We have some similarities then," Garnet muttered, frowning. "What about you Kai?"

"Insomnia. And some sinister dreams," Kai replied, blunt as usual.

"Sinister? Could you elaborate?" Garnet asked.

"I can't remember them, except for one part," he replied, rubbing one of his eyes.

"That is?" Tyson asked quietly.

"It's... you, Tyson. Getting tortured. And I can't do anything about it," Kai whispered, scowling.

"Rei, weren't you having the same sort of symptoms?" Max asked, worry clouding his face.

"Yeah. I can't remember them apart from a black room with torture weapons," Rei replied, closing his eyes. "It made me lose my appetite a little."

"Well, that just leaves Tyson and I," Garnet murmured.

"I just have too much energy at the moment. It's like Kai in reverse," Tyson said, erratically rocking on the floor.

"Well... I keep feeling a painful spiritual pull. It's been getting worse all morning..." Garnet said, trailing off with a grimace. "It's almost total agony."

At that moment, their beyblades began to glow brightly, and a burst of agony ignited in her chest. She screamed, and slumped to the floor. She was unconscious before she hit the ground.

Nisa-chan666: Cliff-hanger! What do these dreams and strange symptoms mean? Stay tuned to find out!

Michael: Oh dear lord. You sound like one of those cheesy soap narrators.

Nisa-chan: ¬.¬ I know. Don't rub it in.