Hi Folks! Some of you asked if I would update this story again. Okay, lets start it, and I hope I'll be able to finish it this time because it's long. :)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Beyblade story and the characters, except my own created ones

Warnings: the story contains adult language, curses, yaoi at some the chapters. If you do not like Kai/Tyson romantic relationship then this story is not recommended for you.

* ~The Heir of Dragons~ *

(fanfic novel)

~ CHAPTER 1 ~

Alliance

Revenge. That was all he could think about. Pure hate and the never-ending greed to payback for that nasty brat for everything he'd lost because of him had been haunting the man ever since then, like a thirsty predator for blood. He'd failed again, and this time for big. They'd laughed in his face. They'd shoved him to knees and humiliated him in defeat. BEGA had fallen. He'd lost everything he was working for was no longer the ruthless and brutal leader of Valkov Abbey,who almost everyone feared from. Who once built up the most powerful beyblading team and managed to create the most gruesome dark bitbeast, named Black Dranzer, to take over the world by the side of world-dominating Voltaire Hiwatari. He was nothing now.

Everything was going by his plan and his blader soldiers followed every order of his without the breath of hesitation. Yeah, everyone feared and respected him… almost everyone. Until the day a nosy, loudmouthed brat crossed his path and in a swift blow everything he'd worked on fell down like paper cards.

Here he was, hiding away in an old sleazy warehouse with no reputation and wealth. In the storeroom there was only a single creaky bed with a desk, and toilet with a sink. Rats were scrambling everywhere and the air smelled like putrid canal. Sitting at thedesk, the man was holding a newspaper in his chunky hands. He was still wearing his dark, olive-green coat and soldier boots, though they'd turned rather dingy and tattered during the miserly months. Behind his sharp, violet glasses he was glaring furiously at the image about the newly opened Beyblading School for kids at the riverbank in Bay City. In the middle was standing Mr. Stanley Dickenson with a proud smile under his thick moustache. Beside him stood no other than the three times announced World Champion, Tyson Kinomiya, around him with his friends. The teenage boy's happy smile made the man clench his teeth in rage.

'Tyson Kinomiya. I swear, one day I'm gonna take you down and ruin everything that is dear for you, just like you have done to me!' He slammed a fist on the smiling bluenette's picture then crumpled up the paper aggressively. He shot up from his seat in a roar. "Curse you to all hell Tyson Kinomiya!" he threw the crumpled paper into a corner which hit a rat that scooted off swiftly with a squeak. The man seethed in immerse anger.

"It's not wise to call Hell unless you have anintention with it."

Boris turned around startled. At the open door he saw a man's dark silhouette. "Who are you?!" he asked demandingly. Who dared to interrupt him?

"Do you really want to curse Tyson Kinomiya and his friends?" echoed the stranger's voice maliciously.

"What?"

"Do you really want to see Tyson Kinomiya suffering in pain while he loses everything that is dear for him until he falls… and dies?"Dark aura emitted around the stranger. The temperature suddenly turned frosty and poisonous as his words hung in the air like heavy, icy stabs.

"Who the hell are you?" Boris glared back at him, somewhat curiously.

The stranger stepped closer and the faint light of moon illumed his face in the dark-shielded room. The ex-priest gasped. The man reminded him shockingly to someone, even though he was sure he'd never met this man before. The stranger didn't look more than twenty, he had a quite tall and handsome outlook, but what captured immediately the priest's interest was the familiar long, dark hair and those remarkable brown eyes… they held the same gleam of victory and confidence. The one the Abbey Priest hated and despised so much that he could tread down, and there was that devilish smirk, the same Kai also showed while he was still under his control of the dark side. The stranger was like a mixture of those two rivals. Who was he?

"You want to take revenge on the Kinomiyaboy and take Kai back who turned against you, am I right?" the stranger droned viciously. "I can help you. If you follow my lead I'll make sure we both get what we want."

The purple haired priest pulled out a gun and aimed at the man. He was outrageously pissed. How dared this man talk to him like he was anemployer? No one could give orders for him! "I don't know who do you think you are but the one who is gonna take down Tyson Kinomiya and his friends is me!"

The stranger showed no sign of fear. His smile was viperous. "Poor Boris. After all this time you still think that modern technology, devastating weapons or artificially created bitbeasts are the ones that could bring victory? That's pathetic. Look at yourself, where did you end up... in a filthy canal. If you want to overcome the World Champion then you must achieve such power that is even stronger than his blue Dragoon." suddenly red gleam flashed in his eyes, challenging the priest. "Come on. Do it. Let's see if you can take me down... though, it's useless."

A vein twitched on Boris's cruel face and he shot. At that moment something swished through the air with impossible speed at the flying bullet. A loud clash could be heard but no human eyes could see what happened exactly. Small dust of metal fell on the recoiled back horrified. "How… how did that happen?"

The stranger's chuckle was sickening. "Do you believe me now? There is no weapon that could hurt me, or kill me. I'm invincible."

That was when Boris saw it. First he heard thesound of spinning top then he finally spotted the object. A dark beyblade was racing back and forth in front of the young man rapidly. One second it was there, the next it disappeared again from sight and popped up somewhere else. It moved so fast that he couldn't follow where was it exactly. It was incredible. Such a speed he'd never seen before, not even Black Dranzer could master the ability to vanish like that and swish through as Boris face went shock. He saw something move behind the stranger. It was lurking in that dark aura andit was impossible for him to take out what it was. He could only recognize a black tail, along scaled form with lots of claws, and a pair of red glowing eyes that blazed dangerously.

"A bitbeast?" he croaked in recognization.

"Yes." the man hissed. "With the power of this bitbeast we can take over the world. All bitbeasts will submit to him, and we can defeat all bladers who turn against us… even the strongest one, the ancient blue Dragoon won't stand a chance. If you accept my offer,very soon Tyson Kinomiya will fall and you'll get Kai back under your power to fulfil your vengeance."

Boris lowered his gun. The man got his curiosity now. He still had no idea who could be this mysterious person despite he'd seen so far many talented bladers who emitted similar dark power whenever they decided to step into the dark side… but none of them radiated such dreadful energy than this man, not even Brooklyn. The thought that he would finally get the opportunity for his revenge was very tempting. "And what would be your offer?" he asked cautiously.

"Alliance. You know what's the weak point of Kai, therefore we can tear him apart from Tyson. And I know the weak point of Dragoon… if their bond breaks Tyson will lose everything and I finally get what I want."

"So you want to take Dragoon?"

"Not exactly. I'm not interested to gain bitbeasts for myself. I only want to destroy the mighty Dragoon." hatred flashed in his brown eyes.

Boris mouth fell open. He'd never heard from anyone who wanted to kill a bitbeast instead of using it. Was that even possible?Bitbeasts were spirits and not flesh and blood. "You want to destroy him? Why's that?"

Pure rage emergedon the man's face and the result was terrifying. The air suddenly turned heavy and suffocating when everything in the room started rattling incredibly. Low thunderstorm rumbled from the man's dark aura and the lurking monster in the shadow growled deeply. "Because that bitbeast took everything from me and I want him to suffer just like I did after what he'd done!"

Boris' tattered coat rippled wildly as he tried to keep on his feet under the powerful outlash. The walls cracked and the windows broke into tiny pieces. "What did Dragoon do to you?!" he hollered over the storm.

The young man's next words shook the whole building.

"HE BETRAYED ME!"

I hope you liked the first chapter. That evil Boris doesn't give up and soon the boys will find themselves in trouble again.