Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade nor it’s characters, but I do own the plot idea of this Fic, and the world of Chrysalis.

Synopsis: This fan fiction piece will be my most creative piece yet. The girls get transported into the strange world of Chrysalis where humans co-exist with mythical creatures of and divine spirits. Where Elves, Dwarves, and Demons roam the earth, and the mythical Avians rule the skies. The boys will play the unforgettable roles of some of these races, I’m not going to say who’s who. You’ll have to stick around to find out that. But trust me, I spent some serious time adapting the boys into this setting to make it as seamless as it is with all my other AU fan fiction works.

Author Notes: I am posting chapter 1 as a teaser. I will work on this Fic more after I’m done with DG. I may put up chapter two, to show you a bit more of the Chrysalis. I need reviews on whether you think this idea is any good. Please review!

Chapter #1: The Book of Wishes

Monday morning in the city of Tokyo. The busy start of a workweek. The sun was shining and it looked like the beginning of another wonderful day. Cars were on the streets, moving in a rhythm of stop and go as the traffic lights turned. People shuffled about the sidewalks. And school teens were already running to make if to school before classes start as to not be late. Among them was a tall brunette. “I’m so late, Mr. Mitsumi is going to kill me!” she spoke to herself while running, trying to hold on to the heavy backpack on her shoulders. The girl was clad in a schoolgirl uniform colored mainly sandy gray with a dark red pleated skirt and that reached her knees, the detailing on the top was also in dark red, a common, almost sailor-like style in Tokyo.

She arrived to class just as the bell rang and threw the door aside, gasping and panting for breath. “Sorry Mr. Mitsumi,” she gasped out. The teacher paused from taking attendance and glanced at the woman.

“Late on a Monday morning Miss Deamen? That can’t be a good sign,” Mr. Mitsumi replied as the girl moved to her seat and took off her backpack, putting it next to her desk, ignoring the stares of her classmates, the class resumed and the girl sighed and slouched in her seat.

“Hey Charly, what happened?” a girl asked. She was a petite blond with blue eyes, clad in a matching uniform.

“I overslept,” Charly replied, her ember eyes remained focused on the blackboard. The teacher was explaining how to do some type of a complex equation, and right now that was the last thing Charly cared about. She yawned softly and put her hand to her mouth to stifle the sound.

“Are we still going shopping after school?” Another girl asked. Charly glanced at her and nodded. The second girl had long black hair and deep Prussian eyes.

“I heard there was a new antique store opening in the mall, I thought we go check that out, how does that sound Vega?” Charly whispered.

“Wicked, sounds like a plan!” Vega replied. At that the two focused back on the lecture in front of them before Mr. Mitsumi would notice the exchanges.

The day passed by slowly and rather dully. But the final bell of the day rang and the three friends rushed out of the school as fast as they could. As the two ran to the gates, two other girls were already waiting for them. Both had dark hair and were clad in matching uniforms, but where dark red was on theirs, these two girls had dark blue, it was clear they were from another school nearby. But one had light blue eyes; while the others were cobalt, nearly purple shade.

“Hikaru! Takara!” Charly called as she ran up to them.

“I see you didn’t get detention today, a novelty,” Hikaru teased. Charly smiled sheepishly, her grip on the straps of her brown backpack tightened.

“She almost got it, had she been late by an extra minute!” Lilly replied. The five girls chuckled.

“I swear Charly, you are too tardy, how you do so good at school is beyond me,” Takara spoke.

“So where are we going?” Lilly wondered.

“The mall, there is a new antique store there, and they have an opening sale. Maybe we could get us some of those old lucky trinkets,” Charly explained.

“You need one, with your tardiness, maybe it’ll bring you the luck of being able to wake up just five minutes earlier,” Vega joked, causing the other girls to chuckle.

“Ha, ha, Vega… let’s go!” Charly began to walk, almost stalk down the street. The other girls shrugged and followed her.

The trip to the mall took half an hour with Tokyo’s traffic in count, as they had to take the bus. The mall was huge, covered by a glass roof that allowed the sun’s light to shine fully down all the way from the fifth floor, down where it wasn’t obstructed by walkways and shops of all sizes and types.

“So where do we begin?” Takara asked.

“Food, I’m starving,” Hikaru voiced, “I had a fitness test today, and Ms. Chu didn’t go easy on us.”

“Tell me about, I’m sore all over,” Takara added. The group of five moved to the food court where they got their favorite combos from McDonald’s and ate in remote peace.

Half and hour later they were in the basement floor, standing in front of a shop tucked into the darker corner of the mall bottommost floor. “This is it huh? Kinda spooky!” Vega voiced. The five girls stepped inside, causing the little bell over the door to ring, announcing their entrance to the shopkeeper.

The shop was very small, and all along the walls were all sorts of trinkets, in the middle of the shop stood two large wooden shelves lined with all sorts of other stuff, from books, to trinkets. Masks and paintings hung on the walls, and at the far side of the space stood a suit of Samurai armor propped upright on a stand.

“Definitely spooky,” Lilly voiced. The shop owner was nowhere within sight, probably in the back room. So fanning out the girls began to look for anything they might like. Charly just stood there by the door, as if rooted to the floor, she could feel a strange presence in the room, she wasn’t sure why, but it made her skin crawl.

“Charly come look what I found!” Takara called rather excitedly. Shrugging off the unease Charly moved over to look, Takara was pointing up on the top most shelf was a sand clock, it was held by two long oriental dragons that coiled around the bottom and top elegantly, creating both bases so that when the clock was turned, it was stable on both sides.

“That’s cool,” Charly exclaimed, “Vega! Come look at this! This might be something you would like, you like dragons right?” Charly called. Vega came almost bounding and looked up at the sand clock.

“I like it alright, but it’s too expensive!” she noticed the price tag that was hanging from it. It was way too expensive. The girls dispersed again. Charly meanwhile remained in this isle; the force that she felt at the door was strongest here. She could almost tell exactly where it was coming from. Maybe it was just her paranoia, but something was almost calling her. Turning around she glanced up at the shelf behind her, scanning the books. If anything she loved books, and old books were always interesting because they gave a glimpse into the past. Her hand rose to pass over the tomes when suddenly she felt warmth against her fingers. Her hand froze.

“Charly? Look what I found isn’t- Charly?” Lilly approached the girl, who was holding her hand up against a book, her eyes looked distant. In her hands Lilly held a small statue of a cat, Egyptian by the look of it, it wasn’t really big, but it was black with golden detailing.

“This book, it just feels odd,” Charly spoke, reaching to pull it from its shelf. The book was bound in leather and when she pulled it freely from the shelf, it was revealed that it had a strap of leather holding it shut, and a lock.

“How does it feel odd, it’s just a book,” Lilly glanced over her friend’s shoulder. “Hmm… well it looks to be about a hundred years old, and the price tag is not exactly expensive, why don’t you get it if it’s calling to you,” Lilly spoke. “I’m getting this little statuette, it’s so cute!” Lilly showed her friend the cat statue in her hands causing the brunette to smile.

Looking down at the book Charly could feel the energy coming from it, it was calling her alright, but the energy was fading, the pull was weakening and the brunette shrugged it off, ‘I must be imagining things! Books can’t call to you,’ glancing at the counter she moved towards it. Hikaru, Takara and Vega were already there. Hikaru had a book as well, except this one had no lock, and looked like a novel that was printed about fifty or sixty years before, a vintage novel, Hikaru seemed oddly fascinated with those. Vega had a statuette as well, except this one of a long coiling dragon that was sitting on a pile of shimmering treasure.  Takara picked up a necklace made of clamshells, and little pieces of jade; it looked delicate, and was clearly hand-made.

“Are you done ladies?” An elderly woman appeared from the backroom.

“Yes, we will be taking this,” Hikaru spoke, motioning to the items that each of them held. The woman looked over the items, but paused over Charly.

“Are you sure you wish to take that book miss? The previous five people who got it brought it saying that the key to it, didn’t work, they couldn’t get it open,” the woman spoke.

“I don’t know, it just feels strange,” Charly confessed, “I feel like it is calling to me.”

“Do you want to know what that book is?” the elderly woman wondered.

“Sure!” the girls chorused all at once. The elderly woman shook her head.

“That is the book of wishes. Said to have been a diary belonging to a wealthy lady who lived two hundred years ago, it is said that the book contains secrets the woman only confessed into its pages, but after that woman’s death… sadly no one was able to turn the key and open it.”

The elderly woman walked behind the cash register and reached under the counter, pulling out a single golden key. “Maybe you’ll be able to open it finally, yes?” the woman added with a tone of amusement in her voice, “Don’t worry dear, you bring it back if you cant open it, and I will give you something else you might like in exchange.” Charly nodded and took the key, slipping into her pocket while the elderly woman wrapped all their items in paper, put them in plastic bags, and took their money.

The girls walked out of the room chatting avidly about the book. “Do you think it’s worth a lot? Maybe it belonged to a famous lady and someone would pay you a lot for it!” Lilly spoke.

“We’ll see when I read it, it sounds so romantic. Maybe that’s the lady’s secrets, maybe it’s a diary about the man she loved!” Charly spoke. The girls chuckled.

“I doubt it, it doesn’t really look like a diary!” Hikaru put in, the girls walked out of the mall, the sun has set and it was dark now. The full moon in the sky was high and casting its soft glow below, which was still diffused by the light pollution of Tokyo at night.

“Oh well, I have to get home, I’ll see you all tomorrow!” Lilly spoke.

“Yes, see you Lilly!” the girls waved as the blond ran off, her purchase in her hands. She crossed the street and stopped at a bus stop as the other girls walked down the street towards their bus stop, talking, completely unaware that in it’s paper and plastic wrapping, the book of wishes began to glow.

Charly arrived home under an hour later and immediately ran up to her room, the book in her hands. Not bothering to change from her school uniform she sat down at her wooden desk and proceeded to unwrap the book. Passing her hands over its leather cover, she could definitely feel the energy coming from it. It was faint, barely there, but it was there. Reaching into her pocket she withdrew the key and inspected it. The key was a typical key of the type used two hundred years ago.  Its long shaft was engraved with some sort of symbols that looked Latin, and the handle was shaped like a feather.

She inspected the lock, wandering maybe it was broken on the inside, then it wouldn’t open, but seeing no sign of damage she slipped the key into the little lock hole and gently turned. The mechanism ground, and clicked a few times, stubborn from misuse, and lack of oil, but just as she was about to let go of the key, the strap holding the book shut popped open, the book was unsealed. Removing the key she opened the book and began to read, finding that it was no diary at all. Within two pages she could tell it was actually a story, a fantasy story that told about a far away world. Time flew, as she was absorbed into the words of the story. Whoever wrote the book described everything in such detail, that she could almost see what was happening.

“Charly, time to go to bed,” a voice spoke. The girl looked up, seeing her mother.

“In a minute mom, this book is really interesting,” she replied. The woman smiled and nodded, leaning down to kiss her daughter’s temple.

“Ten minutes, no more, you have an important test tomorrow, and you were late today, I got a call from Mr. Mitsumi.” The woman spoke. Her only reply was a groan. The woman smiled and walked out of the room, ‘she reminds me of the way I was, when I was her age.” She thought. Charly finished the page she was on and closed the book, but didn’t lock it. She glanced at the clock and yawned, changing into her pajamas she padded to the washroom to get ready for bed. And within ten minutes she was in her bed, and fast asleep.

During the night when the moon was shining through the window and unto the wooden desk in front of it, the book began to glow. There was giggling as three orbs of light erupted out of it. Within the orbs were three tiny, butterfly-winged creatures. The little fairies floated over the girl.

“So this is the one who unsealed Lady Gallaxia’s book?” one asked in a giggly high-pitched voice.

“She doesn’t look like much,” another replied, floating down, inspecting the girl closely. “Are you sure Lady Gallaxia told us to bring over whoever unsealed the book?”

“What about those other four girls that know about the book? Did you feel the energy coming off them? It’s strong! Their auras are very strong!” a third squeaked.

“Lady Gallaxia said to bring whoever unsealed the book, be it a girl, or a boy. And I can tell this one will have what it takes! Lady Gallaxia will be pleased!” the first fairy squeaked.

“Alright then, I guess we bring all of them over, Sammy and I will go out to search for the other four, I can feel their auras in this huge village. And then we return the book to Lady Gallaxia,” the second fairy added. The third nodded in agreement and the two left.

The first one looked down at the woman that was asleep and smiled, flying a little down she grabbed the blanket and began to tug at it, but being so small, the fairy wasn’t making any progress. So she sighed and used her magic to move the blanket out of the way. Flying up she began to glow and gold dust began to fall from her, as the fairy flew around the room, scattering it. Soon enough the whole room was enveloped in a brilliant gold glow. The glow flashed, and dimmed. The room was now empty, no fairy, and no sleeping girl. The book however remained on the table.

Somewhere across Tokyo, four more such events happened and the night was still again, the book on the table vanished with the last flash, along with the key, as if it was never there.

Meanwhile, in a hall full of marble columns, on a gleaming throne of ivory and gold sat a woman. She was pale, clad in a beautiful black and gold gown, wearing bracelets and necklaces, on her head was a headband, with three feather-like extensions rising curving and framing her head, her raven-black hair that reached her knees, and azure lucid eyes shone in the light of torches. While the grand black feather, white-speckled wings behind her back unfolded softly as the woman got up off her throne.

“And so it begins my love,” a voice spoke from behind her. The woman glanced into the shadows, from where she could just see the outline of the man, “Your book was unsealed, and your warriors are about to meet, we can just hope that they will do the right thing for Chrysalis,” the man spoke.

“I know,” the woman replied, the figure moved out of the shadows, it was a man with a matching crown-like headband, his deep brown eyes were less lucid than her own, and his fully black wings had no white speckling. While he wore equally royal clothing, but it was in black, and in his hands he held a staff.

“Lady Gallaxia, the book of wishes,” a servant man approached her, kneeling, in his hands he held the same book that not an hour before Charly was looking thought. The lady took it and then the key. She nodded and the man, he got up and left.

“Are you sure it’s right? They are strangers to our world,” the black-winged man continued to speak.

“I’m sure,” the lady moved to the small rectangular pond sitting in front of her throne and kneeled down before her, reaching out she touched the water, it shimmered and an image formed on the surface. The image of a green-grassy glen, where lying in the grass were four women, Lady Gallaxia smiled softly and passed her hand over the water’s surface, the mirror-like image vanished, to be replaced with a mirror reflection of the lady. She got up from her crouch and moved to sit back on her throne-like chair as the winged man behind her molded back into the shadows.

Another man suddenly appeared from the doorway, he was tall, dressed in reds and oranges, on his head with another crown-like headband, but his wings were red.

“Brother, you bring news?” the lady spoke.

“I have made sure to bring them over properly just as you ask, the fairies were helpful, they found them with no problem,” the man replied.

“Yes, I know. Thank you,” the lady then cast her gaze up at the stars visible from the roof of the hall and smiled.

Author Notes: Worry not, the boys will star coming in from chapter two. And you’re going to love my character adaptations for them. This story will be ‘High Fantasy’ that means it’s more fantasy than SE. It gives me a better window to work with. If you liked this first chapter, please review and let me know!