Disclaimer - I do not own anything of Beyblade. Any reference to quotes, plotlines and such are all given to the creators of Beyblade. I just mix it up.

From Author- Okay wow, so it's been forever! I haven't written a story in awhile. But, lately, I've gotten myself back into Beyblade. Now, just a quick note. This story will revolve around the second and third season of Beyblade. Why not the first? Because I didn't watch it because the animation got to me and I couldn't stand how terrible it was. No offense. So, this story will begin at the beginning of season two of Beyblade. And, it's basically a kind of roll-playing story which means the character will follow along with the plotlines of the second and third seasons of this show. So please, no flames or bad reviews about it. I just want nice reviews. I haven't written anything in awhile and I need to get my writing spirit back. Okay, I've said enough. On with the story!

Two years. That's how long it's been. Two years since I've been home…really home. Two years since I've seen my grandfather. Two years since I've seen my twin brother. Although it's just been recently since the accident. The accident that killed my parents and somehow left me the survivor.

My name? Mikayla Granger. Tyson Granger's younger twin sister. Yes, we do look very similar. Brown eyes; blunette hair (although, mine is lighter) and we share same qualities. I laughed to myself at the memory. Sometimes, I don't know who is more hot-tempered, me or Tyson. But I do miss him. And I'll be seeing him soon. I stared down at my plane ticket.

3:45 from Albany, New York to Tokyo, Japan. Flight 260.

I have spent the last two years in America with my parents for school and also because they got jobs here. My brother, Tyson, is being taken care of by my whacky grandfather back in Japan. But, now that I have no one else to take care of me, it's time for me to go home. My real home.

"Miss, do you need help with your bags?" An airport employee said as he saw me step out of the bus with my luggage. I looked his way and smiled a little. "That would be great, thank you." I said and let him take everything except my carry-on. After I checked in my baggage, I headed up to where my gate was. I still had some time, even enough time to get through airport security so I decided to go upstairs and watch the planes take off.

As I walked up to the top floor of the airport, I accidentally bumped shoulders with someone. I quickly recovered and steadied myself, whipping around to apologize.

"I'm so sorry, are you alright?" I asked. The girl merely stared at me with the most piercing green eyes I've ever seen. They kinda…creeped me out a little. I also took in her attire. It was very strange clothing. She wore a tan one-piece-like outfit that goes down to just above her knees with a gray skirt underneath. The one-piece was cut up at the hip section so her thighs were visible up until it hit the skirt area. There was a red section on her one-piece where it ties together to cover up her chest area. She also has thick wrist bands on and red and black shoes. It looked like something some cult or tribe would wear. As I was about to just shrug it off and continue what I was doing, she spoke.

"Are you Mikayla Granger? Sister of Tyson Granger, the number one champion beyblader?" She asked. I whipped back around so quickly, I felt my neck crack. How did she know? I mean, yes, my brother was the champion but, I never got to go to the championship with him to battle, I was too busy with schoolwork so how did she know I was his sister?

"And if I am?" I asked, staring at her skeptically. She pushed a bit of her blonde locks behind her ear and pulled out something from her pocket: a beyblade. My eyes brows went up. "You want a beybattle?" I asked before she could speak again. She nodded.

"Yes. I know you didn't go to the world championship, but I'd still like to test my skills against Tyson Granger's sister. I hear you're quite good yourself, after all." She said, grinning. I grinned back. "Flattery will get you nowhere, sweetie." I said, dropped my bag and pulled out my beyblade and launcher. "But I accept your challenge." I said. It had been a bit since I've had a beybattle so why not?

I put my black and purple beyblade into my launcher and looked at my challenger. "There aren't any beystadiums in this airport so we'll just make this a battle till the last beyblade's spinning. Think you can handle it?" I challenged. The girl just chuckled and put her own beyblade in the launcher. I noticed the beyblade was magenta with some shades of blue here and there.

"You don't know exactly how much I can handle." She said, readying her launch. I did the same. "Big words." I replied and we started down the countdown. 3….2…1….

"LET IT RIP!"

Both our beyblades hit the floor and the battle started. I just watched a little bit, to see how strong she was. Her beyblade began to hit mine with pounding force. Not bad. But I had a feeling that she'd only just begun to show me what she had. I didn't want to underestimate this girl. I had a feeling she was strong.

"Alright, Nightwing, let's go! " I called to my beyblade and it immediately responded by pushing back my opponent's blade. She seemed unfazed by it though. Actually, when I pushed her back, the smile on her face seemed to widen. What for?

"C'mon, I want a real challenge, Mikayla. Show me if you're really as good as the rumors say you are!" She edged on. Oh, she wanted my best, huh? Alright then, she'll get it!

"Nightwing, full force attack!" I cried out to my blade and in the blink of an eye, my beyblade began slamming hers but somehow, her blade was able to withstand all the attacks I was giving her. Who was this girl?

"Alright, I think I've seen enough. It's time for me to end this little game." She said and suddenly, a bright light shone from her beyblade. It blinded me so I had to cover my eyes but the moment the light cleared, not only was the girl gone….but my blade was a few feet behind me, completely motionless.

Hours Later

I got off the plane and headed to the baggage claim. Tyson and Grandpa should be there to pick me up. Oh, I was so excited to be home and see them that I nearly forgot about that random girl. I mean, who was she? And how did she beat me like that?

"Mikayla! MIKAYLA!" I heard someone cry my name. I look up ahead of me and I see my brother Tyson waving at me. Standing next to him was my grandfather, smiling widely and waving as well. I grinned and ran at them. I embraced Tyson first, because he ran at me as well, and he spun me around.

"Man, I've missed you, Mikayla! It's been so long!" He exclaimed, finally putting me down. "I know, Tyson, but I'm home now!" I said, smiling and then hugging Grandpa. "Hey, my home girl's back in town!" He said as he hugged me. I laughed, nearly forgetting how silly and funny Grandpa sounded when he tried to sound "hip." After we got my luggage, we got into Grandpa's car and drove back home. On the way, Tyson was telling me all about the world championship beyblade tournament and how he and his team, the Bladebreakers, won it. I've never met any of his friends from the team but I was hoping to someday!

We got to the house and Tyson and Grandpa helped me get my stuff all packed in and set in my room. Gosh, it had been so long since I've been here but things still looked the same, save for maybe a few things. As Tyson and Grandpa let me get settled, I sat out on the deck outside my room, gazing at the beautiful garden that Grandpa had made. It was so good to be back but I wish Mom and Dad could've seen this. I couldn't bring myself to tell Tyson what happened but I believe Grandpa took care of that. He seemed to be taking it okay but, knowing my brother, he'll probably mope and cry about it in his room when no one is looking because he didn't want anyone seeing him cry. That's another quality we share as twins. So there, as I sat by myself with no one else around, I put my head on my knees and cried for my parents.

From Author- Okay so maybe not so much but, maybe still good? Eh, it's the beginning of the story so now you know a bit about the character. Please review and tell me what you think of this story!