A/N: Hello! Welcome to my first fanfic! :D Sorry if the characters are a bit OOC...
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or MLP:FiM.
The sapphire sky, dotted with fluffy marshmallow clouds, beamed down on the world as people bustled about here and there towards countless destinations. It was on this lovely day that Team Gan Gan Galaxy strode out of their grand hotel, determined to continue on the path towards their destiny.
Yu groaned and kicked a pebble as he was dragged along through the half-empty parking lot. This day couldn't get any worse. They were finally in America! He should be having fun! But no, Madoka insisted on gathering data about their current opponent first. Who cares about him and his needs, anyway...
"Yu, stop dragging your feet," Tsubasa scolded. Yu looked up at his teammate and made a slight pouting face, then, to prove a point, straightened into a stiff march. His bicolor sneakers clapped noisily against the ground with each exaggerated step.
"That's not exactly what I meant..." Tsubasa rolled his eyes and let go of Yu's hand, which he had been holding tightly up to now. "Just don't hurt yourself."
Yu, feeling triumphant at his newfound freedom, slowed down and relaxed his stomping. His green eyes grazed the black asphalt as he followed the sound of his friends' footsteps. Pebbles...more pebbles...even more pebbles...bigger pebbles...even bigger pe- ooh, what's that? His gaze locked onto a small bright slip of paper that stood out against the asphalt. Picking up the pastel beacon that appeared (and felt) to be a sticker, he read the tiny letters printed onto it.
'My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,' it read. The swirly pink letters were adorned with flowers and rainbows and other girly stuff. Yuck, Yu thought in disgust. Sticking the sticker lightly onto his thumb, he flicked it with his index finger. He watched as the light breeze caught and swept the sticker up into the sky.
"Bye-bye!" he called childishly, grinning and flapping his tiny hand in a wave.
"Yu! Quit lagging, c'mon!"
Looking ahead, he saw the other Gan Gan Galaxy members standing a ways ahead of him. Sneaking one last look at the idyllic sky, he shouted "Alright, alright, I'm coming!" and scrambled to catch up. This was going to be a looong day...
Meanwhile, the sticker had begun a search for a place to land. The wind carried it higher and higher, past trees and buildings. Finally, it found a partially open window. The sticker floated inside. Now out of the wind, it wafted downward towards the hard metal surface of a desk. It went left...then right...and finally settled on a tarnished gold-and-black-engraved surface. The sticker nestled downward against the hard surface, becoming firmly attached. The gold gleamed in annoyance at the new attachment. Any slight disturbance could affect a Bey's performance drastically, after all...
5 hours later...
Gingka smiled in satisfaction as he rubbed the last dull spot on his Bey with a worn cloth. Pegasus seemed to smile back with it's sparkling plastic exterior. Masamune was off training, Tsubasa and Yu, who had thankfully been granted a quick recovery from their incident at the sports arena, had left the team break room to go do something, and Madoka was sitting in the corner opposite him doing some last-minute repairs on Earth Eagle and Flame Libra before the upcoming battle, so he was alone with his thoughts.
Gingka's smile turned sad. He knew he should relish his Beyblade's perfection while it lasted; his next battle was with Starbreaker's lead blader, Damian Hart. He had seen what the Kerbecs wielder had done to Konzern in battle - not to mention Eagle and Libra. It always hurt when Pegasus or any other partner Bey was badly damaged...not that it hadn't happened before, though luckily never to the point of no return.
Finally, Gingka let out a conclusive sigh. Clenching a blue-clad fist around Galaxy Pegasus, he stood briskly and turned towards Madoka. "Well...the battle starts soon. We should probably get out there."
Madoka nodded and closed her laptop. At that moment, the door to the team room opened. The other three members strode into the small furnished space. The smallest of the group bounced up and down as he entered, bursting with energy as always. "Ya ready Gingki?" he asked. "Is this battle gonna be epic or what!"
"Hmph," Masamune snorted, crossing his arms, "I say it'd be more epic if it were me battling out there and not Gingka."
"Toooo bad Masamoomoo!" Yu chimed.
Tsubasa turned to Gingka. "We're counting on you to win this for us, Gingka."
"Yeah," Yu added, "Our whole championship run is counting on you! We've come this far, don't let us down!"
Madoka stood and placed her hands firmly on her hips. "Give the poor guy a break, will ya?" She softened her gaze and turned to Gingka. "No pressure, 'kay? Good luck."
Gingka smiled. "Thanks Madoka, you guys. You're all the best." He glanced down at the Bey in his hand. It gleamed reassuringly back at him. "Well..." Gingka continued, looking back up at his comrades, "Here goes nothing."
"Welcooome bladers! You all have waited a long time for this moment; well, your patience shall be rewarded! THE WAIT IS FINALLY OVER!"
Light flooded the majestic stadium as thousands of people erupted in applause. A man in a blue shirt and red bandanna stood in a small announcer's box attached to the wall, waving his arm dramatically to accentuate his statement.
A man in a similar position posed in a box opposite the first. His white suit and top hat were decorated with red, blue, and yellow stars and stripes, somewhat symbolizing the American Flag. "Here, ladies and gentlemen, is the one-and-only, World Championship Final Battle!"
Stronger applause, accompanied by some shrill whistles, followed.
"And weee're your DJs!" the two announced simultaneously, leaning in close to each other. "Is everyone ready to see a heated battle today?"
"YEAH!" came the crowd's overwhelming consensus.
The blue-shirted announcer, Blader DJ, gestured to the enormous screen perched on the side of the stadium. Four faces, Gingka, Masamune, Tsubasa, and Yu blinked onto the screen. "Then let's get started! The visiting team for today, finalist in the Beyblade World Championship, Japan's pride and joy, please welcome Team Gan Gan Galaxy!"
The visiting team entered from the hallway on their side of the arena, waving to the crowd and smiling broadly. They were met immediately by jeers.
"Aw, c'mon, what gives!" Masamune complained, throwing his hands back in exasperation. "Why does everyone always boo us?!"
"They're cheering for their home team," Madoka replied, "I'd bet they'd be the ones getting booed if we were back in Japan."
Interrupting the conversation, American DJ waved to the screen, which now showed three different faces; a determined-looking brunette, a colorfully painted masked man, and a sneering blue-haired boy. "Here come the American representatives! Give it up for our own Team Starbreaker!"
The crowd's reaction was exactly the opposite of Gan Gan Galaxy's welcome as the three bladers shown on the screen - Zeo Abyss, Jack, and Damian - entered the arena. The crowd exploded into deafening cheers and whistles.
"Now, our battle for today - the final battle - Gingka V.S. Damian!"
More applause as the two bladers stepped forward. The American blader made his way up to the round bowl-shaped indent in the ground without hesitation. Gingka took one last look at Pegasus for good luck, then stepped up as well.
Masamune cupped his hands around his mouth and called out to his friend. "We're rooting for ya!"
"Don't let us down!" Yu added.
The two DJs threw up their arms with a flourish, gesturing to the arena with the other.
"The final battle is about to begin. It all ends here, folks!"
"ARE YOU READY!"
"3!" the crowd chorused.
"2!"
"1!"
"Let iiiit...RIP!"
With a slash of ripcords, Galaxy Pegasus and Hades Kerbecs sped into the bowl.
Pegasus immediately began its signature laps around the stadium, leaving a tail of cerulean light in its wake. The blue Bey slammed head-on into Kerbecs.
"I'll show you true power!" Gingka called out, clenching his fists.
Damian smirked. "I'm already familiar with 'true power,' thank you very much. I think you're the one who needs a lesson."
Gingka glanced down at his Bey, and his eyes widened to see that Pegasus had been knocked back, now wobbling slightly. Its golden opponent was still spinning strong.
Shaking off the effect, both Gingka and Pegasus straightened up.
"That's not power!" Gingka pushed back, "TRUE power comes from training and experience! You guys and your 'Arrangement System' don't know what it's like to form a bond with your Bey, so you wouldn't know the true strength that comes from Bey Spirit!"
"Save your breath," Damian said, tilting his head downward in a threatening manner. "After all, who knows how much air you'll get in the Underworld - better breathe while you still can!"
Gingka ignored him. "Pegasus! Again!"
Again Galaxy Pegasus shot towards Kerbecs, and again it bounced off leaving not so much as a scratch. Gingka called out to Pegasus once more, but got the same result.
Damian's smirk twisted into a broad grin, pupils narrowing to the border of insanity. "Fine. You don't believe me? I'll show you! Kerbecs-" he commanded, extending an arm to his Bey, "HADES GATE!"
Gingka gritted his teeth. His strongest special move already?!
Damian laughed as Hades Kerbecs erupted into a column of flame. Gingka coughed and held a glove to his nose in an attempt to block out the dark purple smoke that flowed from the fiery Bey, quickly saturating the air around them.
"What's this?!" Blader DJ called out into his microphone, "A tower of fire has appeared in the stadium!"
With another burst of flame, an enormous doorway materialized above the bowl. It's ominous deep purple doors practically merged with the fog.
"Pegasus, out of the way!" Gingka cried out, anticipating what was to come next. He had seen this move before; fire would spew from the gate as soon as it opened.
With a creak, the doors opened...ever so slowly...
Damian's sneer fell into a look of almost horror as something besides a fiery three-headed dog burst from the gate: A long. Wide. Thick. Stream of-
RAINBOWS.
Despite himself, Gingka burst out laughing as a stream of multicolored smoke poured out of the Hades Gate, engulfing him completely. "H-hah, yeah, s-super scary, h-hahaha!"
Now Damian clenched his fists. "What's going on?! Kerbecs! What's wrong with you?!"
Suddenly, the gate began to glow a sparkling neon pink. A small blue circle appeared in the center of the doorway.
"What's that?!" Masamune exclaimed, leaning precariously over the edge of the team platform.
The blue circle suddenly enlarged to fill the entire doorway. A mixture of sky blue and cerulean, the doorway was now filled by a swirling watery vortex.
Without warning, Gingka suddenly felt himself being lifted up off the ground. "Wha? WAAAAH!" he tried to grab something, but the stark linoleum floor of the stadium offered no help. Helplessly he watched the ground move rapidly further away, and finally squeezed his eyes tight as he was plunged into the vortex.
"Gingka!" Madoka cried out. "Wait- AAH!" With a yelp, she and the other Gan Gan Galaxy members were swept off the ground as well. "It-it's pulling us in!" With a last cry of "HELP!", Madoka, Masamune, Tsubasa, and Yu disappeared into the blue.
"Grrr...Kerbecs! Enough!" Damian commanded as he, too, was lifted up. The golden Bey shuddered violently, as if trying to break free of something, but the attack didn't cease. In not another moment, Damian, Jack, and Zeo had fallen up into the vortex as well.
A/N: DUN DUN DUNNN...hehe...yeah...
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