Not the Only One

By Ruriko L. Minamino

Disclaimer: Beyblade is not my original creation and rightfully belongs to the brilliant animator who came up with the serial. This story has been created for non-profit reasons.

Warnings: This story contains open homosexuality, as well as some reference to sexual activities. There will also be light swearing and some vulgarity as the story progresses.

00. Prologue

Voltaire was uneasy.

His best blader, the cold-hearted Tala, had trapped his opponent in the ice prison – and yet, the impudent little boy from the Blade Breakers was smiling. The brat, Tyson Kinomiya, was losing to the far superior Tala and yet he was still smiling. This made the evil old Hiwatari edgy. The match was not guaranteed his. His other ploy had been ruined even before it had firmly taken root. He'd tried to regain control over his grandson, Kai. However, the insolent teen had chosen to remain with the Breakers.

Needless to say, Voltaire was raging mad.

Tala was calling out all the bit-beasts he had absorbed, melding their various energies into a single supreme force, creating a weapon such as the world had never before seen. The outcome seemed set in stone. Suddenly, Kinomiya's bit-beast – a puny little thing in comparison to Tala's magnificent powerhouse – attacked. Voltaire gripped his seat tightly. There was something wrong, to be sure, but he couldn't fathom what it could be.

His cellular phone rang. He cursed at the interruption.

"What is it?" he snapped into the receiver.

"Sir, the Black Alpha Project has been recovered!" the voice on the other end of the line said.

"Black Alpha…" Voltaire's eyes grew wide. "Impossible! The laboratory was destroyed during the power failure eight years ago. How can this be?"

"There were two test subjects found in the remains, Sir. They were just examined and are functioning beyond expectations. Also, one of the upgrade chips was recovered."

"What happened to X-01525?"

"Inactive and unresponsive at the moment, Sir. However, everything seems to be in order."

"Well, well, well…" Voltaire smiled sinisterly. "Has Boris been notified yet?"

"Yes Sir."

"Very good. I shall come as soon as the tournament is over." He snapped the cellular shut and turned his attention back to the match, now in a much better mood.

Tala lost. The ice prison was gone and the DJ was declaring the Blade Breakers the World Champions. All the captured bit-beasts were returning to their rightful owners. The crowd was cheering. Tala walked over to Kinomiya down in the stadium and the two teens shook hands, smiling. Kai and his pitiful excuse for a team were coming over to congratulate their teammate. They all looked happy and triumphant.

But even through all this, Voltaire Hiwatari was no longer fazed. He put on a mask of indignation and anger as he swept past the BBA Chairman, Mr. Dickenson. He even managed to look outraged as the baldheaded man told him that it was all over. But inside, beneath the scowling face, there was really nothing that could have given him the slightest bit of discomfiture.

'We shall see how long you enjoy your victory, fools. We shall see!' Voltaire thought as he sneered at the celebrating bladers below and turned to exit, smiling evilly. 'Soon... very soon... I shall possess the ultimate power!'

'The ordeal is not over yet, my friends,' came the solemn voice of a crimson Spirit. 'Truly, there is much more that is to come.'

A deep, throaty laugh sounded in the air. 'Well, the ordeal to come will be in our favor, Dranzer! After all, in this generation of Children shall we two become one!' Green light encased this speaker.

'As much as we'd all like to rejoice, though, we do have more pressing business to attend to,' another voice joined in the conversation, the speaker all bathed in blue.

'You're growing up, after all,' another being chimed in.

'Only the spawn of your line can be of assistance here,' a purred observation came. 'The rest of the Congregation will decide formally, but it is certain, only the Chosen of the Dragon Spirit can be trusted for this.'

'I am honored that you consider my Partner,' Dragoon responded.

Dranzer spoke again. 'Vinixer is soon to come. We must prepare... to ward off the darkness… to aid him – and his Child… before it is too late.'