So im finally updating again, I know it took a while but i wanted it to be perfect, i actually am dedicating this one to who's review made me finish this chapter. And Basically Family Ties is exactly what it says. Ian meets his potential family, while Spencer meets an aunt, and Tala see's his brother Carlo again, I wrote their POV's while listening to the song "The Heart Will Go On" By Celene Dion so I warn you it may be tear jerking. Bryan I made special, and theres a special guest to go with his. But i wont tell you who. I hit 500 views on this story and that means soooo much to me. I live for the readers and appreciate reviews but even if you dont please continue to read. It makes me happy!

Now On With It!

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Family Ties

Notes: This is Doctor Cara Shernovov watching the first meeting of patient 1279 Ian Papov with his Potential adoptive parents Carl and Donna Wentworth. Ian and the potentials have been thouroghly briefed and I have high hopes for this particular interaction. Though I do fear that if things happen to not go well, times will grow hard for the youngest of the Demolition Boys, I give it all my hopes for the best.

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(IAN'S POV)

I sit on the couch across from the Wentworths. I keep my gaze passive and they continue to smile at me warmly. It irks me. The man is lean and pale, his hair short and black and spiked and he's dressed in leather which surprises me. The woman is smaller but equally pale with her long brown hair pulled into a loose pony tail, and she's also in leather. Very interesting.

"So..." Im sort of at a loss of what to say to them. I dont like them or the prospect of leaving my team. But I promised to try.

"So. . . Ian Doctor Cara said your very intelegent. And very into Beyblading." The dark haired man spoke conversationally. And I narrow my eyes slightly before smirking.

"Yes I am. I especially like explosions. Destruction gives me a thrill." At my words they begin to chuckly softly and I raise an eyebrow in question.

"Yes, so weve been told. Its kind of what we do actually. We build Bey-Stadiums and other top of the line equipment for the BBA and PPB. It helps to demolish what we build to see if our inventions can withstand what the bladers will throw at it." Donna smiled and said still chuckling lightly, and I can help but admire the slight mischeif in her gaze as she talks about explosions.

"Hmmm. Do you have other children." I attempt to steer the conversation away from me. And I smirk triumphantly and the pinched looks that cross their faces.

"No. We dont." Carl says lowly and I raise both eyebrows this time.

"Well your no spring chickens. So whats the hold up. Why adopt? Why not have children of your own?" I ask seriously, and I do want to know. Why would they want me.

"Well. We arent able to have children Ian. We've tried but its never been an option for us. So adoption seemed to be best for us with our line of work." The Brunette woman said smiling gently again and I nod but continue my questioning, I want to get to the bottom of why they would want me and not a baby to raise. Someone who is not broken.

"So why not adopt a baby. Or a toddler. Why me? Doc said that you were a good match for me. That you were looking for someone like me. Whats so special about me that you'd come all the way to Russia." They look at me with eyebrows raised wearing astonished expressions at my forwardness but I have to know the answer.

"Well thats just the thing Ian. With our line of work, We really dont have alot of time to spare to raise and bring up and child that young. Your special because you can be with us. Work with us on a level thats good for us all." Carl said seriously.

"So you want to use me?" I ask bitterly and the female next to him flinches before anwering.

"No. Its not like that at all. We want to have that time to spend with a child. But we work so much. . . . Its easier if your with us all the time. We can give you the care you need and attention while working with the knowledge you have and expanding that knowledge. Teaching you what we know. The things we have to pass on to you. We would never use you Ian. We're not like that. We only wish to help you in any way possible. Please give us a chance. Were aware you've been hurt and while we will never understand exactly what that means for you. . . we'll do whatever it takes for you to be better. Please Ian."

I relax a bit at her words, but I still dont know about them. It would be easier if they didnt want to help me. If the emotion wasnt there in her voice when she spoke. And if her green eyes didnt seem to see the emotion inside of me that Abbey attempted to shatter. If his gaze didnt hold a fatherly sense I never got from Borris, and his smile didnt make me feel like everything would be ok in my messed up life, I could get up and walk away from them. But I cant seem to move, I have a need to stay here and talk with them.

I allow a small almost serene smile to make its way to my face. One im sure no one's ever seen apart from my team. And they return my smile with smiles of their own. Their eyes holding a light. A light I dont understand but long to see more of.

"So. Whats it like in America?"

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Notes: Im very proud of my youngest patient at this moment. And have very high hopes for him. I can only hope he makes the best of his second chance. Though I'm quite sure he will.

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Notes: This is Doctor Cara Shernovov and after much searching have managed to find the brother, Carlo Inovov, of patient 1276 Tala Inovov. Both have been told they are to be meeting a brother they have lost. I'm not quite sure where this is going to go due to the passive behavior on both parts. But for my patient I have my hopes of it going well.

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(TALA'S POV)

I sit on the hard chair in the rec room. Staring at the door. I dont quite know what to expect from Carlo. I feel like I abandoned him. Even though he was only a baby, I feel guilt in leaving him. My heart skips a beat as the door opens. And a boy four years younger than me enters. Its almost scary, he's got long red hair like mine pulled into a high pony tail and his eyes are as blue as mine. He meets my eyes for a moment before plopping down in the chair next to mine. His gaze now fixed on the floor I sigh.

"Its. . . Good to see again. You probably dont remember me. You were only a baby." I say quietly. And he finally looks up at me, eyes holding an emotion I dont know.

"Mom talked about you. When she wasnt high, she'd tell me about you." He says lowly and my heart aches.

"Where have you been? Doc didnt really tell me where she found you, just that she had. Are you still with our mother?" I ask, cocking my head to the side, watching as you roll your eyes at the mention of our mother.

"No. She left me with foster care when I was 5. I've been living with a nice family here in Moscow since i was 6. What about you Mr. Beyblade star. I mean Ive known you as Tala Inovov, Captain of the Demolition Boys for some time, but I wasnt aware you were my brother." He says and I quirk and eyebrow in question.

"Is there a question there?" I ask, eyes narrowing.

"Why? Why didnt you ever come back. Or try to find me?"

He sounds sad. And I realize that he must have needed me, but I would have never come to take him away to be with me. Never would I have exposed him to life in the Abbey for the selfish reason of needing him. Never would I have taken him away from a safe life, to live in mine.

"I- cant answer that. The Abbey wasnt a place that I enjoyed being in and I wouldve never wanted you to end up there. If I wouldve been able to locate you, I probably wouldnt've. It may seem glamorous but I wouldnt have wanted this life for you." He looks angry and confused at my words and stands up, begining to pace for long moments before turning to me.

"Didnt you- love me? Miss me?" He asks.

"Of course. I wouldve dont anything to protect you."

"Mom told me you left us. That you just took off. I always thought different. That you wouldnt do that to me, to us. Was I wrong?" He asks brokenly and my heart clenches.

"No I would never, ever do that. She traded me to pay off her drug debt and to save her own skin. I couldve refused, yes. But at the same time if they wouldve killed her, I dont think I couldve protected you. She cared about you despite the drugs and took care of you. She didnt do that for me, but I knew you'd be safe with her. So I left. It killed me. But I did it." Im tense now, watching his reaction. I allowed my emotions to get the better of me there, I dont usually do that but he's my family. My brother.

I watch silently as a tear falls from his blue eyes, and more follow. He turns his back to me and i stand, walking around him and pulling him into a tight hug. He cry's into my shirt and I stroke his red hair fondly. I missed him more than he'll ever know.

"I'm glad I found you Tala. Please dont leave me again. Please!" He sobs and my heart clenches again, and i hold him tighter.

"Im not in the best place to make promises. But i'll always be there for you. Ill do whatever it takes to be there when you need me." I say and i feel him nod.

Never in my years did I ever imagine see'ing him again and never in a million years would I ever want to lose him, ever again.

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Notes: As close as I am to all of the Demoliton Boys i must say that im the closest to Tala. And am very happy he has found his brother, despite the circumstances in which it took. I hope to see their relationship grow as Carlo visits and hope to see Tala open up more and more as time goes on. The future is bright for them.

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Notes: This is Doctor Cara Shernovov and after what seems to be an eternity have found a living relative for patient 1278 Spencer Turnivov. An aunt, Lonny Christof, Who also has a son, a bright 13 year old by the name of Polly. Though unfortunatley the circumstances of this meeting are grim. We are currently out of the facility and at Moscow Medical Center for Cancer Research and Treatment.

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(SPENCER'S POV)

I watch silently as a man in his forteys leads a teary 13 year old from the room. Its hard for me to accept that I have family in this world. And In finding them I may also lose them. I let my eyes linger to the figure in the hospital bed. Her tiny body nearly shrouded by the white sheets and pillows around her. She is pale and skinny, green eyes shrouded in black circles. Nothing left of the long blonde hair in the pictures in the room.

She's sleeping now. And I approach her silently. Reaching out a shaky hand to hold her's. She so frail im afraid ill break her. After a conversation with her I discovered that she searched for me after my mothers body was discovered. It pained me to know that she went through that. That I wasnt there for her. I know that I didnt know and dont know her, but I still hate see'ing her like this.

She told me that not long after my mothers funeral she met Paul. And he made her happy, which made me happy. They had a happy life, and she said she never gave up her search for me, though now I wish she hadnt wasted what time she had on me. She got sick about a year ago now. Brain cancer, and after many failed treatments it seem's that she wont last much longer. It makes me sick. After all the evil that I have dealt with in my life that somthing like cancer would be the thing to take the rest of my family from me. I had always expected it to be Borris.

The Doctors tell me there's nothing they can do. And that angers me. Even Doc told me that there's nothing I can do but be there for her. And be ther for her son, as his cousin. But I dont know If I can. It scares me. It scares me to death, seeing them breaking. Watching my only living relative die, the way I watched my mother die. Knowing that her son will watch the light leave her eyes the same as I had to. There was nothing that I could do. There's nothing that he can do.

I fall to my knee's. I never got to say goodbye to her. I only hope that her son gets that opportunity. I would do anything in the world to get one more chance. To tell her how much she meant to me, how much I loved her. But I wont ever get that chance. Tears fall from my eyes and im sobbing now. Breaking down in a way I was never allowed in the Abbey. A way that was frowned upon. I miss her. The same way Polly will miss his mom someday. I feel it in me now, how much he'll need me, how much he needs her. How I need my own mother. And in this moment, holding the frail hand of my aunt like a life line, I can finally say goodbye. To the Abbey. To the pain and hurt, to all of it.

And I can say goodby to her. My mother. Though I'll never forget. Ever. The same way I know that she'll never forget me. Her heart will go on in the lessons she taught me. The care that she showed me. The love she shared with me, The love i'll share with Lonny and Polly. Til the day her heart stops beating and his breaks. I'll be there. To pick up the peices the way only my brothers did for me.

And I'll finally get the second chance I have longed for, for so long now. I dont plan on wasting it.

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Notes: It pains me to see the eldest of my boys in so much pain but It had to be done. Im aware of his inner turmoil, and his need to be strong for his team and brothers. So much so that he has never allowed himself to say goodbye and let go. Mabie now he finally can. It is my hope.

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Notes: This is Doctor Cara Shernovov and I regret to say that I was unable to find any living relatives for Patient 1277 Bryan Kuetzov. His mother Urina was an only child who was raised by only her father who died years ago leaving his vast fortune to his missing grandson and heir. I have informed Bryan of this and of his inheritence, but it is meaningless to him it seems. It was a set back I must say in his recovery and that worry's me. Though I have found a way to raise his sprits I hope. After speaking to many buisness men over the course of the past weeks Ive concluded that Bryan working for an older person may not be best due to all the abuse he's suffered. But Ive managed to find a young german in his age group who matches his smarts and level of intensity for him to work side by side with this summer if things work out. I wont be sitting in, or observing this interview between the two, giving them privacy for this. But its my hope that they will be well matched for one another.

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(NORMAL POV)

Bryan leans casually against the office wall, taking in the sight of the young man that has just entered the room with him. A young man older than himself with dark purple hair, much darker than his own and sharp ruby eyes. He did alot of studying in the abbey, especially about the top bladers in the world, this young noble, Robert Jurgen being one of them. His family is successful, and wealthy. Owning one of the largest shipping company's in Europe, And it only makes sense for him to be seeking a partner in buisness after the passing of his father last year.

At the same time Robert is studying the younger lilac haired teen in front of him. Eyes silver and sharp, He leans against the wall, eyes focused on nothing, but Robert know's that the younger is sizing him up. He cant help but notice the calm gleam in those midnight eyes as well, much different from the gleam he'd seen only months ago at Worlds. The gleam of a mad man out for blood. But that look is gone, and Robert see's that this is a different person, though looks can be decieving. Thus approaching the younger teen, he reaches out a hand.

"I'm Robert Jurgen."

"Bryan Kuetzov." Bryan shakes the nobles hand, straightening his stance from the wall to stand tall, although he's still inches shorter than the noble.

"Nice to finally make your aquointence. I must say that I've never had the opportunity to do a job interview in a mental hospital before. Its quite a change from my usuall enviornments." The noble smirked and Bryan rolled his eyes.

"Oh dont worry. I dont plan on being here to much longer. So why are you here then Jurgen. I know this isnt your style. You could find a partner in buisness else where. And yet here you are, with the Russian sadist of the Demolition Boys." Bryan smirked in return and Robert rolled his eyes this time and he scoffed.

"Please, your performance at Worlds may have seemed gruesome to others, but to my team and myself who are considered to be cold and quite gruesome at times ourselves your performance was a welcomed change to all of the flashy showing off that is usually done just for entertainment for the fans. Although I have been told none of you were in your right minds at the time, I can assure you that if you performance had been different, I wouldnt be here. Your intensity and power over the cutting winds of your Falborg showed off a certain elegance and beauty a noble of my stature admires" Robert said seriously.

Bryan watched as Ruby eyes focused on him, once again taking him in. It irked him and facinated him that Robert would find his cruel streak elegant and beautiful.

"So then what exactly to you want from me Robert?" The Russian asks taking a step closer to the noble, feeling the heat radiating off of him.

"Your doctor seems to think your cured. That all the darkness that was in you is gone along with the chip that was implanted your brain by Biovolt." Robert stated.

"There a question in there somewhere Jurgen?" Bryan asks iritated and Robert smirks, stepping closer to the younger teen so there only centemeters apart, chest almost touching.

"Its what she believes though I dont belive that is true. Your were raised in the darkness and it will always be there within you. It facinates me though that you dont allow it to have power over your actions. I've seen your other beybattles from other tournaments. The Darkness and light that fills your eyes as you call an attack. And thats why im here. Because while running a shipping company seems boring and such there is also a darker side to the operation that I myself dont understand. Books and tutors teach you about the Knowledgeable aspect of the buisness but dosent begin to breach at all need to deal with questionable people."

Bryans eyes narrow. The noble needs his help dealing with he more questionable people in the aspect of his buisness. Something that Bryan has experience with being Borris's muscle along side Spencer. He'd had to fight his way out of more jams than he could count. And with the right amount of respect given it was easy to charm the more questionable people he had to deal with. Something that came easy to him.

"So your father was into shady buisness dealings your just now finding out about and those people have no respect for you. Right." Robert nods and Bryan continues. "Respect is earned Robert, even in the darker aspects of buisness. It is something that one strives for, and would do anything to gain. Your have to treat them with the same respect you would treat your friends and board members of your company. Their should be no disinction between the two so I dont understand why you would need me." Robert shrugs.

"Of this i am aware. But I also know that sometimes you have to fight for that respect. And while I am well capable of taking care of myself and my buisness having someone with experience in dealing with such matters would be more benificial. I'm merley asking you to stand beside me, to help me gain that respect by whatever means neccesary."

There is was. That Whatever means Neccesary bit. Thats was what Bryan was waiting for and he smirked devilishly at the noble, who returned the smirk with one of his own, Ruby eyes darkening to almost crimson in the low lights of the office. While siver turned almost black.

"I think that I could handle that for you. Though I'm quite sure the people in your associative circle would find my methods a little . . . different." Robert smiled at this.

"I'm quite sure they would. But as I care little of what others think of me or the methods in which I choose to run and do things, i dont believe that will be a problem. So what do you say? Do we have a deal?" Robert asks stepping back reaching out a hand once more.

"We have a deal. Partner." Bryan smirked once again shaking the nobles hand. Oh this was going to be an interesting partnership.