Disclaimer: No, I don't own Beyblade, just like the rest of you. I do own my "OC" and the Mr Blaze guy, another OC.
One Fateful Night
Chapter One: The Start of it All
Kai's P.O.V
I couldn't believe I was still alive.
I could just feel the heavy chains bound around my wrists and ankles.
I couldn't feel the cold stone dungeon wall against my back because I had gone numb.
I couldn't feel the beyblades smacking against my wounded body again and again.
I didn't see my attackers because they were hidden in the black shadows of the cold, spine-chilling room.
It wouldn't have mattered anyway. I already knew who was behind it all.
"STOP! That's enough!" A cold, menacing voice drawled.
A figure stepped out of the shadows.
It was him.
Voltaire Hiwatari.
The grandfather I had once loved.
As he looked me up and down, I glared back at him.
He smirked at me.
"I don't think there's enough blood coming out of him, but it will have to do."
Two of his guards stepped forward.
"Take him to the 'lone' destination."
He ordered them, never taking his evil eyes off me.
"Sir?" One of the guards asked hesitantly.
"You heard me." He sneered at them.
"This scumbag has proven that he is of no use to me, so get rid of him!"
I saw the guards walking towards me before I blacked out.
Location: Australia
Your P.O.V
As you watched the rain run down the car window, you sighed.
Everyday it was the same old, same old.
For once, you wished that something different would happen.
Something unexpected.
(Little do you know, you're about to get your wish!)
You were shook out of your silent sulking when you heard the car door opposite you open then slam shut.
Finally, your dad had gotten his beer.
As he jumped into the driver's seat, you asked, "What took you so long?"
"Mr Blaze wanted me to make another footy bet with me. The guy just never gives up!"
Suddenly, a loud clash of thunder boomed.
"Aw, jeez!" you whined.
"Looks like its going to be a stormy school holiday for you!" Dad informed you.
"Joy!" You sarcastically murmured.
You had been on the road for five minutes when Dad said, "God, it's bloody hard to drive in a storm!"
You couldn't blame him for saying so.
Blinding lightning flashed, closely followed by pounding thunder.
The rain poured down like never before.
It was starting to freak you out a bit, since you've never been a huge fan of storms.
You looked out the window, which was pointless really, coz you couldn't see a thing.
As the lightning flashed, something close by, lying on the side of the road, caught your eye.
"Dad stop!" You cried out.
"I know, I saw it too,(Aya)" Dad assured you.
He pulled over and got of the car.