ABBIE: Ok everyone, here is the chapter just like I promised, oh and Meg's still asleep!

EEVEE: To anyone who was confused by the last chpter that was still two days ago, now we're back in the present, for now!

MEG: (In her sleep) They dont own beyblade

ABBIE: She loves that disclaimer too much.

Revelations.

Tasha ran forward just in time to catch Tyson before he hit the ground.

"Ty, you ok. Tyson!" She shouted, shaking him gently. After getting nothing more then a feeble grunt the girl grabbed Tyson's cell phone. She quickly scrolled through the address book until she came to a name she could use.

"Hello, Granger residence."

"Is Hiro there?" She asked quickly but softly, it was best not to alarm anyone.

"Er, sure, who is this?" Who ever had answered was a very cheerful boy, young by the sounds of it, but a little annoying with the perkiness.

"You don't need to know that, just get him."

There was a short pause on the other end of the line while the hyper boy went to find Hiro.

"Hello, Hiro Granger speaking."

"Hiro, I'm with your brother Tyson. He's passed out and I can't carry him home, would you mind coming to get him?" Tasha kept her voice sweet and airy, as though she wasn't talking to him for the first time in eleven years.

"Who are you?" Hiro answered suspiciously.

"That really doesn't matter, I'm not going to do him any harm but you might want to come and pick him up, he's had a rough day."

"Where are you?"

"The south end park, opposite Marson Avenue."

"I'll be there in ten minutes." The phone line closed with a click.

The girl settled herself down on the ground next to Tyson, putting his cell phone back in his pocket. She drew her hood back up again; she didn't need Hiro fainting as well. Stretching out her hand gracefully, the hooded girl ran her fingers through Tyson's bangs, sweeping them away from his face.

"I missed you Ty, I really did. Hiro too." She whispered to the unconscious boy on the ground.

Tasha shivered; she drew her cloak tighter around her. While it was good for dramatic effect it really didn't help if you wanted to stay warm. The girl reached into her trouser pocket and pulled out a beyblade. It was black and small compared to most others.

"Riesher, I hope this goes alright." She muttered, fiddling with the blade out of boredom.

"Tyson, where are you?" Hiro ran out from the bushes to meet an odd sight. A hooded figure, probably a girl stroking his little brother's hair.

"Who are you?" He asked approaching cautiously. Tasha looked up, her face still shrouded in darkness.

"I told you, it doesn't matter." She kept her voice calm, an amazing feat considering the fact that this was the closest she'd been to him for eleven years.

"Why did he faint? It's not like him, and what did you mean he's had a rough day?"

"Take me with you and I'll explain everything, including who I am." Hiro looked at her for a minute before turning his attention to Tyson.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Yes you have a choice, but I know for a fact that you want to know, and I'm sure Tyson would prefer it if I was there when he wakes up." She answered coolly, this reminded her of the arguments they had when they were younger. Suddenly she realised that she was still playing with Tyson's hair and immediately stopped.

"Do I know you?" He gazed at the hooded girl carefully, there was something very familiar about the way she acted and the way her voice sounded. The hood turned to him.

"You did."

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After the two teens had finally taken Tyson to the car they sat in silence. Hiro driving, Tasha just watching him from under the hood.

She was quite content just to watch him. He had grown up a lot, gotten taller and more muscular. She remembered the cute but tiny little runt that she had known, she just wished that she had been there to see the change.

"We're here." Hiro stated quietly, his voice monotone.

She jumped, almost knocking her hood off. Tasha looked out the car window. God it had been so long ago that she had last seen the dojo.

Hiro jumped out of the car and carried Tyson in motioning for her to follow. She threw the door open and ran after him, her black cloak flying out behind her.

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The Blade breakers looked round as the front door was almost blown off it's hinges as Hiro stalked in carrying an unconscious Tyson, followed by a girl in a hooded cloak.

"Hiro, what the fuck happened?" Kai shouted as the older teen put Tyson on the couch.

"I don't know, ask her?" Hiro answered, turning to face the cloaked girl.

Tasha felt nervous, maybe it had been a mistake showing Tyson who she was. But this was Hiro she couldn't back down. She stepped forward, ignoring the stares from the blade breakers and faced him.

"Earlier you asked if you knew me, well you do. My name is Natasha Granger, I am eighteen years old and I used to live right here, in the dojo." Tasha waited for the news to sink in as she slowly removed her hood.

She had long navy hair that fell down to her elbows, her hawk yellow eyes spilled tears and she was actually a lot shorter than she had seemed, only a little taller than Tyson.

Everyone in the room except Kai turned to look at Hiro who was wide eyed and shaking.

"That's not possible." He gasped and took a step back falling on to one of the chairs.

"Hiro, do you know her?" Max said, obviously not catching on. "Who is she?"

He stared at her, a look of mixed horror and hope flashing across his eyes. "She's my little sister." Everyone except Kai gasped, "and she died eleven years ago."

ABBIE: Ok, you guys know the deal, R and R!

EEVEE: If you wanna keep your limbs then do as she says.

ABBIE: Be nice!

MEG: SNORE!