Wanted chapter 1: Explanations

What are your feelings on murder? Well I'm sure mine are different from yours as I have murdered and I sincerely doubt any of you lot have. My murder list?

My father

My best friends sister,

Her mother,

At least 15 innocent people for no reason,

Father's mum and dad,

Attempted to kill both of your mother's parents,

Even my own sister.

Attempted to kill your mother.

I am on the run, in disguise as a beyblading champion. You ask why the murders? Answer: I had no choice; I lost control over my powers. I do not deserve them; I may have saved lives using them however when you have a record like that nothing can ever redeem yourself in your own eyes.

I have to monitor my emotions carefully; too much hate and I can cause more destruction than both George Bush Jr and Tony Blair put together. (Although they have done a pretty good job of it so far) My power is that of fire. Dranzer, my only true friend in the whole world and she is stuck in my beyblade! She is the only one who understands me; she helps me control my fire within. A piece of knowledge you may not have known, Dranzer came to me when I was five, lonely, beaten and broken. She nursed me and gave me the strength to carry on, without her I would not be here today.

My Father's murder was different to all the rest, not only was it the first, it was the worst of all, I was two years old and I lost complete control. Voltaire came over, on mother's orders I suppose, as she is more powerful than him, and drove me up the wall over the ceiling and back down the other wall. Before you could say apple and mango cocktails the house was ablaze. My Father was finally out of the picture, as mother had planned.

The only reason she married my father was because she wanted a son with an element. My mother was that of darkness and my father of fire, she thought she could manipulate him into giving her the perfect child then she could dispose of him, like she wants to me.

When I refused to use my powers after the horrendous incident Voltaire said that he would take me and train me in every sport and art that exists. He did just that, where? The Abbey. From the age of 3 to the age of 15 my life consisted of beatings, starvation, punishments and experiments. I escaped. Barely. I still can't remember anything but that from the Abbey, as I blew it up. Literally, fire and darkness like each other too much.

I am currently in Japan in hiding with my team a bunch of fools, but loyal fools at that. I have explained to you my situation shit, Rei was listening.

This is a disaster………

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Me- Okies, there's your first chap re-written! Hope you enjoyed it; the original chapter is now a one shot that may become a 3 or 4 chapter short fic depending on the response. It is under the title Fire kills, don't I know it.

Emi-chan- R&R pleases!

Zi- flames are used to burn Tyson cuz we hate him.

Tyson- HEY!

Me- ciao!