BLADE'S OF GLORY
I just thought I'd give it a shot writing a story with Beyblade…I made some character's up, and yeah everything else is for you to decide on..how is it..give a review, and then from there I will change the story around to match all of your interests….
Chapter 1- The Road Ahead
Tyson sat down on the porch of the dojo, and looked at his beyblade with Dragoon on it. The time of the great championships have passed, and he won many consecutive win's with, and with out his friends. Kia was here in Japan some where, Max left to the U.S. again, Ray went back to his hometown in China, Daichi was off somewhere here, Kenny, and Hilary still went to the same school as him. During the course of time many things have changed, along with meeting many neat people, with the adventures that came with it. Tyson often times wondered when the next adventure was going to come and it was going to start soon enough with the next championship's coming up for this year. He was excited, and pumped up, and ready for the excitement of watching his blade spin. His friends though were no where to be found. They have talked often with Tyson enough, but none spoke about the upcoming tournament, and how this year's team will look like.
"Tyson." Hilary screamed, as she came stomping into the dojo. Tyson turned his head towards Hilary.
"What is it Hilary?" Tyson screamed back at her face. Hilary held her temper, she really hated Tyson, but for Kenny's sake she tried her best to be friendly with him.
"I brought you your homework that you missed for the week for not coming to school." Hilary screamed, back towards Tyson.
"WHAT." Tyson screamed, as he got up. Hilary grabbed his by the collar, and dragged him towards the stack of books.
"You better change the way you act Tyson or else you're going to flunk the class." Hilary beamed with a large smirk.
"OH, COME ON HILARY, THE CHAMPOISHIPS ARE GOING TO START SOON." Tyson screamed, as he fought to get away. Hilary turned her stubborn head towards Tyson, and sighed.
"LISTEN TYSON, CHAMPIONSHIP'S CAN WAIT TILL LATER." Hilary spoke. Tyson to all his heart's content disagreed.
"NO, HILARY, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND….BEYBLADING IS MY LIFE." Tyson screamed, as he tried to flee.
"YOU CAN DO THAT AFTER YOU'VE DONE YOUR HOMEWORK." Hilary squealed angrily, as a boar.
"OH, COME ON HILARY THAT CAN WAIT." Tyson whimpered, as he tried desperately once again to flee from Hilary.
"YSON, YOU LISTEN TO ME; IF YOU DON'T DO THIS I WILL BEAT YOU TO A PULP." Hilary screamed into Tyson's ears.
"OKAY, OKAY, ALRIGHT, I CAN HEAR." Tyson screamed back, as he held his ears in pain. Tyson sat down next to Hilary, and picked up one of the textbook's, and looked into it. He yawned.
"OKAY, I'm DONE." Tyson screamed, as he got up. Hilary pulled him back into a sitting position.
"HILARY." Tyson spoke, as he tried to get back up.
"YOU LOOKED AT ONE PAGE, AND THEN YAWNED, AND TRIED TO LEAVE." Hilary screamed. Tyson sighed, and then he began the long day of reading, writing, and solving problems the whole day. He was disappointed, and he sighed.
"THE CHAMPIONSHIPS."