Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ A Hero Journey ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

GAH! NOT ANOTHER STORY! MAOZ…. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME???

Maoz-Making you get out of your writing slump….

I hate you at the moment…. I have 3 other fics to finish!

Maoz-oh hush…maybe this will get you to write in Inertia

…. I doubt it…that fic is hitting rock bottom…

Maoz-just get one with writing this fic! It's a new start

Oh well…perhaps I shall finish this one…anywho…y'all should know that this is my very first beyblade fic…besides a crappy poem that I wrote like a year ago. This is based of a theory of Carl Jung. He was a…. philosopher I think that studied Darwin's theories but branched off to his own…one of them was called a hero journey which I studied in English this year. Basically, he believed that everyone has to venture outside of their comfort zone and complete a hero journey, which includes facing his or her demons, physical/spiritual fatigue, inadequate skills and other challenges. This is an AU fic that takes place during the final battle in Season one between Tyson and Tala…it's an alternate ending…but not really…

Maoz-why don't you just try to write it instead of explaining it?

*Sticks out tongue* Fine…

Disclaimer- I do not own Beyblade…in no way shape or form

"Talking"

`Thoughts'

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A Hero Journey-Chapter 1

Tyson felt a chilling wind rush past his bare arms and legs. Shivering slightly, he managed to pry open his eyes and let out an audible gasp. He was in a world of ice…no…this wasn't possible! Where was his beyblade? His eyes began to dart from side to side, taking in his surroundings and at the same time looking for his dragoon. The blue-haired boy let out a soft sigh when he spotted his beyblade and rushed over to pick it up. "Dragoon…you're ok," he murmured to himself as he checked it over for damage. The wind blew past him again and he could not help himself as he started to shiver even more…out of cold and fear. "Where am I?" he asked softly, crossing his arms over his chest, desperate to keep any warmth that he might have left. "Kai? Max?" Tyson called out, his voice echoing off the icy prison he was in. "Rei?...Kenny?" Defeated, the boy slumped down on his knees and bowed his head. "I'm all alone" he whispered through numbing lips. "All alone…."

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Warmth…that's the first feeling Tyson felt as he drifted back to conscious. Blissful warmth from head to foot. ` I'm in a world of ice and I'm warm…' he thought blearily. `What is wrong with this picture? Oh no…. I couldn't have died…. you can survive that long out in the cold, right?' The panic began to rise in his throat as his eyes shot open and he sat up suddenly, breathing labored. His eyes, again, landed on the unfamiliar setting of an old wooden cabin and a blazing fire next to him, which explained the warmness. There was a small table at the other end of the room and what looked like to be some sort of old fashioned, black…thing. Tyson really wasn't sure what it was…historical stuff wasn't really his strong suit. There was a worn looking plaid couch against the wall closet to him…and not one human in sight. "How did I get here?" the blue haired boy asked out loud. "I don't understand…wasn't I out in the ice world that Tala created?"

"You were…but I found you and brought you back here. You really shouldn't be sitting up…you've been sick and unconscious for over a week," a cheerful male voice replied from behind Tyson.

"GAH!!" Tyson screamed as he jumped at the sound of another voice. He turned around to glare at his savior. "Don't do that!" His glare, however, landed on a pair of smiling bright blue eyes…a pair of eyes that he knew very well…those were the eyes that belonged to his best friend Max. "M-max?" he whispered, his own eyes going wide with hope. "Is that you?"

Said blonde look like blinked a few times, looking confused. "I'm sorry…but I'm not your friend Max…my name is Kin," he replied brightly. "And you are?" However, Tyson, not being in his right state of mind was determined to prove that this was indeed his best friend. Throwing off the animal skin that covered him, he stumbled upwards towards the blonde.

"Max…come on! Don't joke around! So Tala got you into this world as well…where are they others? Kai? Rei? Come on out guys! Joke's over…" the blader called out, glancing around the room again. Why was it spinning so much? And why was he finding it hard to breath? "Kenny?" he called out weakly as he reached whom he claimed was Max. "Come out guys…we'll defeat Tala together…let it rip…" Eyes sliding shut, Tyson pitched forward into Kin's arms. The blonde looked down at his patient, a glint of worry evident in his baby blues.

"I am sorry that I'm not your friend Max" he replied softly to the unconscious boy as he dragged Tyson back to the makeshift bed he had made earlier on in the week. "You look like you need a friend…rest now…. whoever you are. You shall feel better soon". Drawing the animal skin back over the stranger, Kin made his way over to his kitchen table and sat down. Sighing softly, he reached over and picked up the strange toy the outsider was clutching in his hand when Kin found him half buried in the snow and ice. `This is very interesting' he thought curiously, turning the blade over in his hands. `I wonder what it is….'.

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A horrified look appeared on Max's cherubic as he watched his best friend fall to the ground beside the beyblade stadium as the ice walls began to disappear. "NO!" he cried out frantically, scrambling to get off the bench and rush to Tyson's side. "Tyson!"

He was not the only one that was heading towards the motionless pre-teen. Both Rei and Kenny were right beside him. Quickly kneeling down, he gently shook Tyson's shoulder. "Tyson? Tyson? Come on bud…wake up…" the blonde boy said urgently. The three took no notice that on the other side lay a motionless Tala, but the fourth member of the blade breakers did. His crimson eyes slowly slid shut again as a medical team entered the area and placed Tyson on a stretcher. Kai wasn't sure exactly what was going on…but it wasn't good.

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"I'm sorry boys…. but it appears that Tyson is in some sort of coma. The doctors are still running tests to find out what caused him to go into one in the first place," Mr. Dickenson stated sadly to the blade breakers who were scattered around the hospital waiting area.

"This sucks," Dizzi stated from the confines of the laptop. "I don't like waiting…"

"Did anyone think to pick up Dragoon?" Max asked worriedly from where he laid across several seats. He sat up, the worry clearly etched on his face and his golden blonde haired tousled.

"No, it wasn't there," Kai grunted from where he stood in the corner. Rei glanced over at his stoic teammate.

"Are you sure Kai?" he asked quietly. Kai merely grunted in reply. Max let out a soft sigh.

"I just thought maybe that if Tyson had something familiar beside him…he might out of his coma quicker," he explained quietly.

"Not a bad idea Max…if we knew where dragoon was," Kenny commented, typing away at Dizzi.

"I wonder what's going to happen with the match…" Rei murmured a few minutes later, shattering the silence. "I'll bet they give it to Tala…"

"They won't," Kai replied coldly from the side again. "Because if any of you idiots took some time to look around…you would have noticed that Tala was knocked out cold as well"

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Ok…. I know I know…short chapter…and probably some OOC…and if anyone is wondering Kin means golden. I thought that suited a Max-like character…I do promise that it will get more interesting later on…. please review? Pretty please?? And if anyone could tell me the color of their eyes from first season…it's been awhile since I've seen those episodes…

Thankies to my beta reader Duo's Only Chick…. I don't know what I would do without her….

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