Cheerful, Compassionate and Champion. Whom do these words describe? Unable to guess? Now read this description- An extremely glutton person. Is almost all time cheerful. Has been a three-time champion in some sport where you have got a spinning top. It's another thing he is a total couch potato in actual life. Some of his not so praised talents are waking up late and irritating a certain lady.

So, probably you have got your answer. Will you like to read about his past?

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Three people were sitting quietly in the corner seats in economy class. The plane gave a gentle lurch which woke up the man dozing off. Looking at his heavily pregnant wife, he smirked. She was sitting quietly in her window set, gazing out in the distance. His six year old son was soundly asleep, probaly in a dream of ice cream mountains.

From past one year, they had been in Hawaii. But they weren't Hawaiians. They had got a well paying contract job for two years in Hawaii.

Now, in two months a new mwmber was coming to enlarge their samll family of three. His son Hiro had been really excited. He said he wanted a brother. He would fight with him and they would share comics. That way, he will have more comics than ever.

Most people aboard were asleep. As he thought of dozing off, he noticed the expression of mild pain on her wife's face.

"All right Jane?"

"Yeah. Just a bit of stomach ache."

"Sure?"

"Yes Bruce"

And he dozed off. After sone 20 minutes, his wife woke him up.

There was no need to say anything. He knew what she meant. Pressing the button for summoning, he helped her get up, while the Airhostess emerged lazily. But as soon as she knew what was happening, in a minute four air hostesses were there.

Hiro was now awake. He couldn't understand why was his mother being escorted somewhere else by the beautiful ladies. Suddenly, an announcement was made,

"Prior to an emergency, the plane has to make a brief landing at Osaka international airpot."

But Bruce realized Osaka was still 20 minutes away. His wife couldn't wait for that long. And perhas the Air hostesses also realised this because soon he heard his wife's voice screaming in labor pain. Sweat beads formed around his head.

This moment held two lives on tenterhooks. The screaming seized. Everyone on the plane was now wide awake. Some people were confused.

Everything was silent. A dangerous imagination was taking over his mind. What if ...

But soon enough he heard that beautiful signal- A baby crying!

And like this a hero was born. Bruce couldn't hide his happiness. He wanted to give those brilliant air hostesses some money, but they declined and gave him an admirable idea of donation.

Hiro wanted to name him Typhoon. But Bruce did a little editing and named him Tyson. Hiro was satisfied. Tyson's Grandpa arrived next day. He was busy narrating future instances to the nurses when Tsyon would be defeating him in Kendo matches and would be able to wield the sword of Dragoon, which the ten Generations of Granger family had failed to do.

As time passed, Tyson grew up into a full on energy and glutton boy. He didn't show much interest in studies, but , to Hiro's pleasure Tyson loved Beyblading. The brothers would blade day and night. In the school, Tyson was pretty popular for all sorts of reasons. Right ones like helping others and wrong ones like eating cookies out of others' lunches. Often he would be found in a fight with Hilary Tachibana. Tyson's mum and Hilary got along really well, much to Tyson's dismay. And while Mrs. Jane Granger had some tea ceremonies with the Tachibanas, Tyson would be spinning a blade with others in the locality.

Grandpa would leave him wandering off all day long, but he had to attend the Kendo sessions. His father was pro at it and Hiro wasn't bad either, but Granpa was the best at it.

Glorious days came when Tyson won three matches straight in Beyblade and a feast was made at night, and there were dismal days when PTM would end in utter disaster, much to the courtsey of Hilary.

But a time comes when your life blacks out. Such a day came in Tyson's life too, perhaps a little earlier than it comes in normal lives. That fateful day came when Tyson was six. Mom and Dad had gone to attend a party. It was getting late, so Grandpa sent the boys to sleep. But their parents hadn't arrived yet. Tyson wasn't sleeping. Hiro was telling him a story. Suddenly the landline rang. The boys climbed out of the bed. Grandpa was already talking and grew white as the talk progressed. For the first time Tyson saw Grandpa panicking. Hiro seemed to have taken some of Grandpa's panick. Grandpa dragged the boys to the car in their pajamas. To Tyson's astonishment he asked Hiro to drive. Hiro always wanted to drive a car and all the elders always forbade him. But Hiro hesitated today. Grandpa started the car and began giving him directions. Soon they were outside the City Hospital. Ambulance signals were beeping loudly and wardboys were rushing here and there. Half the town was there-all in pajamas.

People were being carried inro the Hospital. Tyson spotted a few injured people. Some were bleeding a lot. A doctor was holding the hand of everyone being taken inside. Tyson found it strange. The doctor would hold the wrist with his thumb on one side and then held for a minute before letting them in. Suddenly, a silence fell among the chaos. Hiro froze in his spot and grew whiter than ever. Many people around did the same. Tyson heard a cry and turned his head. That seemed to be his father's voice. He ran towards the voice and the crowd made the way. And when he reached the place, Tyson was shocked. The doctor was trying to calm his father. His mother was lying very still on a hammock like sheet. Tyson moved closer. Her body was streaked with blood all over. Blood was still flowing out of a hole in her stomach.

"Mum..." Tyson slowly said. She didn't respond.

"Mumma" Tyson said a little loudly. But she was still still. Tyson dropped to his knees.

"Mumma" Tyson tried again. Two hopeful eyes stared on the woman.

"Mumma please wake up" By now he was trying to shake the woman frantically. Confusion turned into panic and panic turned into wails. Loud wails filled the air. Tyson was beating hard on her chest but no response. Just the silver locket jumped and down.

Nurses were trying to calm Tyson but in vain. Hysterically crying, Tuson looked around for someone to wake her up. But all faces bore a sign of grief and shock. Hiro still stood frozen. Eyes were full of tears, but they trickled silently down the white cheeks.

The rest of the four hours before sunrise were perhaps the longest four hours the town ever witnessed.

It took a month for Tyson to accept that his mother was gone forever. Hiro had gone too silent to be felt around. All the day he would sit by the window and gaze at the sky.

And two years later, his father decided to send Hiro to a boarding school. Tyson was appalled by the idea but no one listened. His father had already changed his job. He would go on long work tours and would come home for a few weeks and then go away for months. Hiro was now gone. For years Hiro came during the vacations and enjoyed with him. But by the end of the vacation he would again become the 'gazing away into distance' boy. And a time came when he stopped coming altogether. His father's visits became less frequent.

But Tyson's Grandfather never let him feel the loneliness. He made Tyson the Tyson we know today. Ryu Granger nourished a champion.

And when Tyson was thirteen, life changed dramatically. New friends and a new world.

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So, this chapter is complete. I know this was a long gap, but I won't be late from now.(All sorts of reasons for being late) Next backstory will be uploaded within three weeks. Please review.