Look in previous chapters for names and ages.

"Talking"

'Writing'

'Thinking'

"Person on other side of phone"

/Bitbeast talk/

/Bladers talking to bitbeasts/

"Russian"

"Italian"

Kimmy belongs to kimmyHiwatari.

Note: Death is mentioned, though it's nothing too bad.


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Chapter 13 - Day 13


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"Come over here and receive your free picture of the Bryan Kuznetsov with child like Johnny McGregor!" - Ming Ming

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The old man sighed, leaning forward heavily in his chair until his elbows rested on his knees. His glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose briefly, until he nudged them back into place with a forefinger. The blonde woman that sat across from him, now in complete silence, looked out the window that showed the courtyard where many bladers now stood around chatting with one another. Finally, she sighed, casting her eyes away from the pane and to the other occupant of the room.

"If you're going to talk to him," She started and Mr. Dickinson looked up. "Talk to him. Do not interrogate him, he's a smart kid, he'd probably figure it out."

"You do not want to be present?" He asked, Judy shook her head.

"No, I'm going to work on Kai and Ray's beyblades." At Stanley's questioning look she continued. "They seem to be different than they were before the... incident." Judy stood up and left the room, closing the door behind him. Stanley sighed again before he grabbed his phone. "Celia? Yes, could you get in touch with Bryan Kuznetsov? Yes, tell him I need to speak with Jonathan. Alright, thank you."

Moments later, there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Stanley called and the door opened to reveal Bryan carrying a tired looking redhead. He smiled. "Bryan, please, have a seat." Bryan's eyes narrowed but he sat down and shifted Johnny into his lap. Said Scott curled closer to him and mumbled something inaudible. Mr. Dickinson quickly tried to hide a smile behind his hand, never having seen this particular Russian act so open.

"So?" Bryan asked coldly, "What do you want?" Stanley decided to ignore the obvious rudeness.

"There is something I need to discuss with Jonathan." Was all he said. Bryan frowned but gently shook the boy. Johnny's eyes slowly opened, blinking. "Yeah?" He looked up at Bryan. The Russian shrugged. "Dickinson wants to talk to you."

The redhead looked at the older man and raised his eyebrows. "Well?"Stanley frowned slightly and refused to make eye contact.

"Do you know Joshua Drake?" Johnny nodded slowly.

"Yes. He is a friend of the family. What does that matter?" Dickinson did not answer him.

"Would your father tell him secrets he wouldn't tell anyone else?" In an instant, Johnny's eyes narrowed.

"Has something happened?" He asked.

"Has your father told Mr. Drake any meaningful information?" Johnny's hands clenched into fists.

"What has happened?" He demanded.

"Jonathan, tell me if this man knows anything!" Bryan scowled but decided to let Johnny handle this and see where it went.

"Knows what?" Johnny asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Anything about the current incidences." Stanley answered, rubbing his nose.

"Current incidences?" The lavender eyes were wide and purely innocent.

"You, Kai and Ray are children. It appears Biovolt is behind it. The kidnaping of Giancarlo's little brother. The kidnaping, release and escape of a doctor you visited. The trashing of your home in Scotland. It being reported by Joshua Drake, who has now disappeared. Your missing father." Dickinson let out a frustrated sigh. 'Who knew a five-year-old could be so stubborn?'

"Ah, so you've talked to my father then." Bryan and Stanley blinked at the child.

"Well, yes-" Johnny was quick to cut him off.

"Did he answer any of your questions?" When Dickinson didn't answer he grinned. "Then I can't tell you anything, if my father has refused. Sorry." To the others, he didn't sound very apologetic.

Mr. Dickinson sighed once again, waving a hand at the two boys. "You can leave now." he said stiffly, "thank you for taking the time to come here." Bryan stood up, lifting Johnny back into his arms and, once his back was turned, he smirked.

As soon as the door closed behind them Bryan whistled. "Pretty impressive, McGregor." Johnny grinned up at him.

"How so?" The silver haired teen shook his head.

"You got more information out of Dickinson than you gave him." The Scottish boy shrugged.

"That's how my father taught me to deal with interrogation. Force them to detail their questions and give them vague information in return." The last sentence sounded like it had been recited many, many times. Bryan chuckled softly.

"Come on, I think it's time for your medicine." At this, Johnny groaned.

"But Bryan..." He whined.


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"Do you think we could?" The pink hair rose and fell quickly as she nodded.

"Of course! Who wouldn't want to buy these?" The blue haired girl tapped her chin.

"That's true... but do we really want to risk them finding out?" Mariah giggled.

"They wouldn't dare attack us. We're girls! And, we both have protective boys on our teams." Ming Ming sighed but then smiled and nodded.

"Alright! Are we going to charge people or is it free?" Mariah looked thoughtful.

"Well since we both think everyone should have a picture and we both are not short on cash, we could hand them out for free." Ming Ming nodded again.

"Great idea! Then... let's set up... over there!" She pointed under a large, shaded tree near the middle of the courtyard.

As soon as they finished setting up, Ming Ming pulled out her bacterized microphone.

"Listen Everyone!" She waited until the teens turned to look at her, "Come over here and receive your free picture of the Bryan Kuznetsov with child like Johnny McGregor!"

Then they waited as the bladers seemed to move as one towards them.

"Spread the word everyone! No one should not have a picture of these two!"


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Tala blinked as he walked over to the table she was sitting at. He placed both steaming cups onto the table as he sat down.

"Julia? What's so interesting?" Said girl was leaned over a picture, giggling softly. He raised an eyebrow.

"T-Tala, you need to see this." With that, she handed to picture to him. He took it and looked, a smirk fell upon his face and he chuckled.

"We probably shouldn't let Bryan know about this." He said and Julia nodded in agreement, still giggling away.

"Who took this anyway?" Tala asked, staring at the shot of Bryan on the couch with a half asleep Johnny curled up in his lap.

"Mariah and Ming Ming apparently. They were handing out all these different photos of Bryan and Johnny." The redhead laughed slightly.

"I wouldn't be surprised if they managed to get some pictures of Raul and Ray together." Julia laughed.

"Yeah, those two are certainly cute together. Raul's too shy though, he'd be completely embarrassed if he found out someone took his picture." She nodded.

"Too true."


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/You think I should?/He asked nervously,

/Absolutely./ The fiery one said determinedly.

/But what if he-/ He was cut off.

/Jonathan, if you do not tell him then I will tell his bitbeast who will tell him. He'd probably rather hear it from you./

/Alright, alright. I'll tell him./ Johnny said resignedly.

/Good./ The salamander sounded very pleased and Johnny rolled his eyes.

"What are you thinking about Johnny?" The redhead looked up sharply and winced while doing so as a searing pain flashed though his head until it died into a dull ache.

"Bryan... there's something I should tell you." Bryan raised his eyebrows but obligingly took a seat on the bed next to him. Johnny swallowed as the older teen looked at him expectantly.

"I ... well, you see... um... I'm not entirely sure how to put this..." He took a deep breath.

"I've never met Balkov but I have met Hiwatari." Johnny blurted and Bryan blinked.

"You've met Hiwatari? Which one?"

"Voltaire Hiwatari... and..." He trailed off and Bryan looked at him questioningly. "... Jason Hiwatari..." Bryan's eyes widened.

"Jason..?" He uttered quietly, his eyes dulled. "I see... does that mean you know what happened to him?" Johnny stared with wide eyes.

"Something happened to him?!" He squeaked, sounding worried.

"He's still alive," Bryan assured, "At least we think he is." Johnny looked away.

"When did he... what happened?"

"He vanished, his room was trashed and there was no sign of him, though there was blood. How did you know him?" Johnny stared at his hands that were folded in his lap.

"I met him... through my mother." He said.

"Your mother?" Bryan frowned, the small redhead had not once mentioned her.

"Yeah, she, uh, they got along well and... he was really nice. I liked him a lot. How did Kai react?"

"He was only nine at the time, but he was definitely upset. Even closed off from Tala." Johnny looked up.

"What about his mother?"

"Well, from what I know, Kai's never met his mother. What about your mother?" Johnny pulled his knees to his chest with his arms wrapped around them. He rested his chin on his knees and stared down at the bed sheets.

"My mother's dead," He whispered, "She died about nine months ago." Bryan winced.

"How did she die?" He asked and Johnny looked at him with dark eyes.

"She was murdered," He muttered, "That's when I first met Voltaire Hiwatari." Bryan's eyes widened.


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Kai peaked around the corner before turning his head and waving at the person behind him. Ray slipped by him, moving swiftly and quietly like the neko-jin he is. He came back moments later with a slight frown on his face.

"What's it?" Kai asked and Ray shrugged.

"Some people awe over thewe, Bowis is one of 'em. There're kids thewe too." Kai frowned and absentmindedly rubbed on of the shark fin tattoos on his face.

"We should get Tal' or some'ne." Ray nodded but then the two looked at eachother.

"Well," Kai began, "A wittle spywing won't huwt."


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I'm really sorry for the lateness, but I've been sick for the last 2 weeks! It was terrible, I could barely write! Which is horrifying in its self of course. Anyway, I know it's only about 5 pages but I figured it'd be fine to end it here and then just update sooner or somethin'. Let me know what you think, I'm curious on what people think might happen next, it'd be pretty interesting to compare. As always, read and review!

Later,
W.S. Phoenix