Kai:You updated! It's a miracle

I was busy! That and a small case of writers block and laziness...

Kai: *glares*

*sweatdrops* hehehe, Bakura the disclaimer please!

Bakura: *reads note Seth gave him* Beyblade does NOT belong to Seth. Nor do I...even if I'm one of her muses.

Fall of the Mighty

           

            ~+| 3 Days After the 'Kai' incident |+~

The house was silent, to silent.

And silence was not good, unless he slept. But he was awake and the house was silent, very silent.

And it scared him, no distracting sounds. No weird comment from his grandfather. Just silence and his thoughts.

His demons that started to haunt him again, the screams returned and things he had buried resurfaced. He hated the silence; it brought back the sounds of his past.p

It was the main reason why he was always loud and moving. It made him concentrate on anything but his thoughts.

Yet he sat there in the living room watching the rain fall, listening to his demons whisper, roar and laugh. They had come back with a vengeance.

/Poor poor Tyson, all alone again! Poor ickly bad Tyson! No one to comfort him, no one to talk to him/

"Shut up" Tyson growled out closing his eyes as he tried to ignore the voices. \\Not his time Ty! This time you don't have the strength to stop us! Like no one was there to stop you when you nearly killed Zack...\\

The blue haired boy clutched his head, squeezing his eyes shut.  The memory flashed behind his eyelids.

            ~+| Flash Back |+~

            "Hey there blue boy, still no home? Told you no one wants a freak like you!" Zack taunted at the younger Tyson. Zack's             green eyes looked at him mockingly. "Guess what, Ty?" The older boy said smugly. "I'm leaving tomorrow to a new home!"

            Violet/blue eyes flashed angry at him but Zack ignored the warning. "I'll bet you'll never find someone that would adopt y- "

            The taller dark tanned boy was roughly slammed against the wall, dark indigo eyes almost black glared at him. Blue eyes             widened in fear and shock. A snarl played on Tyson's face. "Guess what Zack. You're never gonna see you're new family."

            ~+| End Flash Back |+~

"STOP IT!" Tyson yelled falling form his chair to the ground where he curled up and started to rock him self back and forth.

/ Cant handle it? Ha! That old fool has made you weak! You didn't care back then so why care now? /

"Because.." Tyson started to say as tears streamed down his face.

 \\ Because what? You changed? You learned? Feh. Stop lying Ty. We know you never changed, we know you put on a façade that everyone believes. All but us! \\

"I really have changed, I really have.. I'm not who I once was!" The boy argued wiping the tears away as he sat up taking deep breaths to calm himself down. "I have changed!!"

/ Keep telling yourself that, Tyson. /

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

For several minutes Tyson sat in silence before he started to stand up. Walking to his room he stopped in front of the mirror that hung in the hallway.

They were right, he hadn't changed. Grown up, his hair was longer but he hadn't changed. He just had put up a mask that everyone would accept.

But he had never changed. He was still the same, and he realized he didn't care.

\\ So the Mr. goodie-goodie act can go to hell now. Time to show yerself Ty. No more hiding. Face the demons, face the truth. \\

/ Now how bout we go and show those 'friends' how a real blader blades /

Sad indigo eyes closed, the frame slumped a bit before the body tensed stood straight again.

Eyes opened sadness replaced with a cold glint and wisdom before age. The easy attitude was more mature and darker. The trademark silly grin was no more. He stood straight up, proud and unforgiving.

A small smile appeared on the otherwise blank face.

Forgetting about the voices Ty went to bed planning to visit his friends tomorrow.

~+| Next Day |+~

"Drigger attack!"

Max frowned as the tiger bitbeast attacked his blade in a new move called 'Mirror Eyes', the blade would 'split' up in five blades and circle its opponent and attack as one blade.

A silver/blue blur shot past Ray and entered the stadium knocking first Ray's blade out then attacked Max's blade. "Attack Dragoon!"

Obeying it's master the dragon bitbeast attacked Draciel with full power, Max still surprised did nothing as Dragoon destroyed his blade but keeping his bitbeast unharmed.

Four pairs of eyes turned to see the dragon's keeper, and met with a very different view of what they expected. Gone where the bright colors, gone was the baseball cap, gone was the warm smile.

Before them stood a black clad Tyson. Black leather pants, slightly baggy. Black leather sneakers, a tight black muscle shirt with out sleeves revealing a flat stomach and somewhat broad chest. Brown fingerless gloves were replaced with black ones; around his neck was a black leather collar with small silver spikes. His hair was loose and hung until mid back.

"T-Tyson?!" Max gasped seeing his best friend.

The indigo orb rested on the blond before the boy smirked. "No the grim reaper."

'He certainly is dressed like one, he only needs a scythe..' Kai thought watching the younger boy. 'Black and leather doesn't look bad on him either...'

Kai was secretly drooling over Tyson new dress style, while the rest kept staring.

"Stop staring, its freaky and it makes me wanna poke you're eyes out." Usually they'd laugh at such a remark but something told them that this Tyson would really do it.

"So anyone wanna blade against me or are you all to scared?"

Kai stepped forward. 'Something tells me this is not sudden change, It seems Tyson was never what he made him self to be.' Crimson eyes gazed in to cold indigo. "Lets see if besides new clothes you got new moves as well." the older boy taunted.

Tyson smirked an almost a malicious smile at Kai's words, and Kai suddenly thought that by taunting this new Tyson he might of sealed his blade's fate.