A/N: Evil writer's block! I have one on all my fics, so sorry in advance if this sucks. I don't mean it to! Alrighty, here goes nothing ^^. Please R&R peeps!

"Stupid Tyson. Stupid Dragoon. Stupid Ash. Stupid rat." Kai was muttering to himself as he sat alone on a tree stump. He was picking small twigs and leaves from his hair after Dragoon had dragged him though almost every tree and bush they had passed. Tyson and the others, Brock, Ash and Misty so he'd heard, were over by the fire. Brock was searching in his bag for some bandages to put around Kai's ankle. Ash and Tyson were yelling at each other about something and Dragoon was grinning stupidly at them.

Then there was the girl. 'Why is she staring at me?' Kai thought as he caught her gaze shooting down from him to the ground. He growled and went back to his 'enjoyable' activity. "Stupid pokémon. Stupid world change..." He looked up as Brock came over.

"Here. This should help your ankle get better faster."

"Hn," Kai grunted as he took the tube of cream and bandage roll from Brock. The dark skinned teen watched Kai and tilted his head.

"Done this before?"

"Let's just say that I've had plenty of practice," Kai muttered, his mind bringing up images of his harsh childhood.

Brock nodded. "Dinner will be ready soon if you'd like to join us." He turned and went back to the others.

Kai watched him go and sighed, turning to look up at the sky. 'I wish Dranzer was here...'

* * *

Misty looked at Kai as he picked slowly at his food. He was sitting as far away from them as he could, but near enough to feel the heat from the fire. He kept his gaze on the flames and wore an expression of deep thought. She turned to Tyson and tapped him on the shoulder.

He stopped stuffing his face and looked at her. "Yeah?" he asked through a full mouth.

"Is Kai always this quiet?"

Tyson swallowed and nodded. "Pretty much. He's always been the strong, silent type, for as long as I've known him anyway." He glanced at Kai and took another bite of his meal. "He's a hard guy to get to know, but he's really not so bad once you get to know him."

"Ohh. Okay." She looked from Tyson back to where Kai had been only to find him gone, an empty plate in his place. "Where'd -?"

"Again, that's nothing new. He likes to go off on his own. We call him the Sourpuss. Suits huh?" Tyson grinned and Ash chuckled.

"That suits. That guy has done nothing but scowl and growl since I met him," Ash said and put his plate down. "Thanks Brock. Great meal as usual."

"No problem."

"Yeah thanks pal. Best grub I've had in ages!" Tyson gave Brock a thumbs-up and was just about to reach for a bread roll when Dragoon's head shot past him and grabbed it. "Hey!" The dragon raised his head and grinned. He turned tail and ran a short distance away. "Get back here with that! That's mine!" Tyson leapt to his feet and took chase after Dragoon. The others watched with amused smiles.

Kai watched from the trees and half smiled. "Same old Tyson. Nothing ever seems to faze you," he muttered and turned around. He used the trees for support as he walked. He needed some time alone to run the day's events through his mind and to straighten them up. He stopped after a while and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his beyblade and stared at the centre where a picture of Dranzer used to reside. 'All right, so we were training with our blades when we got sucked into this world where monsters, like real bit-beasts, walk around freely. Dragoon is now real, so Dranzer must be too, where ever he is. So far that's all I have. There has to be some reason behind why we're here. I wonder how the others are doing?'

* * *

Back in Kai and Tyson's time, the rest of the Bladebreakers were searching the hotel for their teammates. Ray walked over to Max and Kenny and asked, "Did you find them?" He frowned as they shook their heads. "They have to be somewhere. Where are you guys?" he muttered.

* * *

Dragoon stopped running and raised his head to look at the sky. He sniffed the air a couple of times and then he started growling. His amber eyes narrowed to slits and he bared his fangs, his growl becoming a snarl. The roll was forgotten and fell to the ground. The dragon's scales reflected the sun's light and seemed to glow like fire.

"Dragoon?" Tyson stared at his bit-best with slight fear.

"What's going on Tyson?" Ash asked, running over to stand beside the blader. Pikachu stood in front of his trainer, narrowing his eyes at the dragon, in case he tried anything.

"I... I don't know. I've never seen Dragoon so angry before." He looked up in the direction Dragoon was looking. Navy eyes strained against the sunlight. Soon he was able to make out something flying towards them. "There's something coming."

Ash looked up and narrowed his eyes against the light. "Whatever it is, that pet of yours doesn't like it."

"No duh!" Misty exclaimed and shook her head.

The shadow began to take shape. It's wings flapped gracefully against the wind, bright red, green and white feathers downed the wings. Yellow feathers curled on top of its head, making it look like it was wearing a crown. A loud screech emitted from its yellow beak and it circled them.

Ash's jaw dropped. "That's a Ho-oh!"

"No way!" Brock gasped, staring up at the legendary bird pokémon.

"I don't know what a Ho-oh is, but that thing's cool!" Tyson muttered. He turned his head to look at Dragoon, who was still snarling at the pokémon.

The pokémon let out another cry and glided down. It's soft feathers rustled as the majestic bird landed smoothly on the soft grass and closed its wings against its sides. It was only then did they notice that there was a person perched on the pokémon’s back. She leapt down and landed in a crouch. When she rose to her feet she smiled warmly at them. It was plainly seen from her clothing that she didn't follow modern times. What she wore seemed more like something one would find in an ancient village; soft cream dress made of wool over her tanned skin, tied at the waist with a silk sash, grass sandals on her feet and a shawl around her head, made of wool like her dress. A sword hung from the rope on her waist, the blade glinting in the sun's rays.

She took a few slow steps towards them, or more towards Tyson. Her eyes locked with his and Tyson felt as if she was boring straight into his soul, reading everything about him with her icy blue eyes. He felt his cheeks heat up and a lump rising in his throat.

Dragoon lunched suddenly at her, jaws agape. "Dragoon no!" Tyson yelled but he couldn't stop him.

The woman stood still and looked calmly at Dragoon. "Dragoon, hetay yamah kesay nola." Her voice was cool and crisp, cutting through the air like ice. Dragoon stopped immediately and stared at her. His snarling lowered to growling, then stopped completely. She pulled down her shawl and let her long, silky chestnut hair cascade down her back. She looked young, in her twenties. She smiled warmly and reached up, touching the dragon's nose. Dragoon moaned and closed his eyes. "Hola taynay," she whispered and removed her hand from Dragoon's nose. She turned her attention back to Tyson and the others.

"What... just happened?" Misty whispered and stared at the new comer.

"Got me," Brock muttered. "But she's the most amazing woman I've ever seen!" His cheeks flushed.

"Whoever she is, she's got her eye on you Tyson," Ash muttered and Tyson nodded.

"Greetings. I am Nula, guardian of the Shield of the Phoenix." She bowed her head.

"I'm Tyson... Dragoon's blader." He cringed. He sounded so stupid saying that.

"Yes, I am aware of you, Tyson Granger. I have been sent here to get you and your friends. You are needed for the completion of the prophecy," Nula told them.

"Prophesy? What are you talking about?"

"Isn't Ash usually the one to have to fill those things out?" Misty asked Brock.

"Looks like it's his turn to let someone else take the spotlight," Brock muttered and Ash glared at them, having heard them.

"Excuse me, but what did you just do to Dragoon?" Tyson asked, looking at his bit-beast.

"Ohh I just calmed him. Do not worry." Nula smiled and looked around at them. "Where is the second boy that the prophecy has mentioned?"

"You mean Kai?"

"Yes, Kai Hiwatari."

'Freaky! She knows our names! Hmm, maybe she's a fan? Or a stalker!!! She's been listening into us all day!' Tyson's mind was racing, coming up with some of the silliest things you could think of.

"He walked off not too long ago," Ash spoke up, seeing as Tyson had spaced out and was now staring blankly in front of him.

Pikachu smirked and placed a paw on Tyson's leg. He gave the boy a light shock, snapping him out of his daze in an instant.

"You're an alien from outer space come to eat our brains and use our hair as dental floss!" Tyson yelled. Everyone, including the pokémon and Dragoon, stared at him blankly. "Or not..." He chuckled and scratched the back of his neck.

"Emm, alright." Nula tilted her head to one side and looked at Ho-oh. "You sure he's one of them?" The phoenix pokémon smiled and nodded. "Well, if you say so..."

'This should be interesting.'

*Blinks.* Okay, this was rubbish! Though that last part with Tyson was kinda fun. ^^ Heehee. I have NO idea where I'm going with this, so I'll have to think about it lots. Thank you so much to the people who have reviewed this story already! You're the best ^^ As for Nula's language there, just made it up. I don't know if anything like that is real. ^^
EVIL WRITER'S BLOCK! Ahem... Laters!

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