...And here's chapter two! I actually probably have over thirty chapters of this story down in my head, but have to type it all onto the comp.-_-.
Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Beyblade
A Secret To Be Told
Chapter 2: Looking for answers
"This is impossible!" Hilary leaned against a post to keep her balance. "I must be dreaming!"
Tyson snorted. "Tell me, Hil, is it possible for ALL of us to have the same dream at once?"
"It's more of a possibility than time-travelling! I would actually have been less sceptical if that thing was some weird teleportation device! But time-travel!?" retorted Hilary.
"Calm down, Hilary," Ray tried to soothe her. "It could have been worse – we could have ended up a hundred – or maybe even a thousand years in the future!"
"Not helping, Ray," snapped Hilary, glaring at him.
"So – what does this mean? Did we just skip six years of our lives?" asked Max "Or are our future selves around?"
"There's only one way to find out," said Tyson. "We need to try and find our homes."
"How do you know you still live here?" interjected Kai, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Don't be a pessimist, Kai! We have to start somewhere, right?" said Tyson, annoyed. "Or don't you want to get back home?"
Kai sent him a hard glare for the tone he was taking with him, but said nothing.
"Come on, maybe we can find my grandpa's dojo."
The group began wandering around again, trying to locate familiar landmarks. Finally, Tyson managed to find a few familiar looking streets and they reached his house.
"It looks like it's been renovated, huh?" said Max, placing a hand on the open gate.
Tyson eyed the house. It was still clearly recognisable and familiar, but the house had been expanded a bit; new quarters added – and the garden had a different variety of foliage – more flowers, less shrubbery.
"Should-should we go in?" asked Tyson, suddenly hesitant now that they were here.
"Well. It is your house…"
Tyson stepped into the compound hesitantly, the rest of the group following, casting an eye around for any people.
"Should we call out or something?" asked Hilary, unsure of what to do.
Ray shrugged. "Worth a shot…."
"Hello? Anybody there?" Max raised his voice and called out. They waited tentatively for a few seconds. There was no answer.
"Guess no one's home," said Kenny.
"Yeah, look – the front door's locked," said Tyson, pointing to said door as he noticed.
"Hey! What's this?" Hilary bent down to pick up a stuffed toy that had been dropped by the front walkway."
"It- it looks like Dragoon, doesn't it?" muttered Tyson in surprise, studying the blue plush lizard-like dragon, complete with a set of long grey claws (plush, of course).
"I think it is supposed to be Dragoon," said Max, taking the toy from Hilary and examining it.
Ray raised an eyebrow "So Tyson probably does still live here."
Max grinned and waved the plush doll in Tyson's face. "With his Dragoon plushie," causing Tyson to snatch it from him, irritated.
"Look who's talking! You're the one who sleeps with that deformed sea turtle toy at night!"
"Take that back about Mr. Snuggles, Tyson!"
"Cut it out," snapped Kai. "And besides, don't you think Tyson would be too old to be playing with stuff toys?" he said – then with a slight smirk- "But of course, I could be wrong, since this is Tyson we're talking about"- Tyson scowled at him – "though it looks more like some little kid's toy to me, judging by the way it was dropped out here."
"So you're saying…." Ray gave a snort of laughter "maybe Tyson has a kid?"
Hilary gave a squeal of laughter at this, while Tyson turned red and started spluttering incoherently, whereas Max and Kenny looked highly amused.
"Ya mean – Tyson's a daddy?"laughed Max. "I can't even imagine that!"
"Hey! It's not necessarily true!" said Tyson furiously "In fact, it ISN'T true…. I probably moved outta here and whoever lives here now must have a kid who's a fan of beyblading! That's all!"
"Oh, no! That CAN'T be it!" cried Hilary "You said once before that your grandpa always wanted this dojo to be run by the Granger family and that you intended to follow his wishes, so you've got to be staying here!"
"Nooo! I'm too young to have a kid!" wailed Tyson, falling dramatically to his knees.
"Stop overreacting, Tyson," sighed Kai "You would be about twenty-two now – that's old enough to be a parent. Now stop being an idiot and throwing tantrums – it isn't abnormal to have children."
"Yeah!? Then, if I have a kid, it's possible that you have one too, right!?" countered Tyson.
Kai's expression stiffened. "I highly doubt that."
"Oh, of course, that's right – Mr. Sourpuss probably hates kids! He's too much of a tough guy to have a family, isn't he?"
Tyson, would you shut up already!?" hissed Hilary, sensing that Tyson was starting to really get on Kai's nerves. "We have other things to worry about!"
"Fine," snapped Tyson, imitating Kai and crossing his arms as they left the dojo.
"….What now?" asked Kenny.
...
Daichi yawned, rubbing his eyes as he woke up. He blinked and looked around. Where did everyone go? They better not have ditched him again...
It was beginning to get dark. He walked down the slope to check if they were by the beydishes. Nope. He turned as something in the sky glinted in the corner of his eye.
"What the-" He never finished his sentence, as something invisible seemed to rush by him,and suddenly everything went dark.
Cliffhangerrr!
The big question is- who killed Daichi?
Sorry, I have a terrible sense of humour...
Anyway, rate and review please!
( I also apologise for the so far corny plot...I just couldn't think of how to get them to the future wthout a time machine...)