I soo don't own beyblade, but you know that already, don't you?
PLEASE REVIEW!
Oh and please note that the BEGA bladers are in this story also. I would have put Bartez's Battalion but, 1, I don't remember all their names, and 2, that would be too many people as it is. So deal!
BANG…..BANG… Tyson looked up from the game he was watching (soccer) on Kai big screen TV. Lowering the sound, he smiled answering the door.
He was met with the not so happy, not so dry White Tigers as well as the equally annoyed (if not more so) All Stars. He smiled somewhat cheerily at that and greeted them happily.
"Tch, I can't believe Kai try's to act so tough living in this pampered estate." Michael grumbled, getting nods of agreement from nearly everyone else.
"Speaking of which, where is our host?" Emily asked, now giving the living room a once over.
"He's in the kitchen cooking with Rei and Mystel."
"What!" Michael hissed, "Are you telling they're here too?"
Tyson smiled, "yup! And the Demolition Boys are here too! It'll be great, I promise!"
Lee rolled his eyes, "you just ruined my day."
Tyson's eyes lowered at that comment and sighed, shaking his head. "Whatever, come on, dinner should be ready by now. I'm hungry."
There was a series of loud crashes then (from the kitchen) causing everyone to jump. They raced into the kitchen and gasped.
Rei sat, eyes closed, against the stove his head buried in Mystel's hair. Mystel sat on Rei's lap; head turned towards them, eyes open and glazed over. His hands, as well as Rei's, were somewhat clasped together and pinned to the stove parallel to Rei with small wooded sticks (the kind used for shichcobob (sp?)). They were both dripping with soup, it mixing together with the blood that slipped down their arms into small puddles on the floor. What was worse was the large wooden stick that pierced Mystel's back and Rei's stomach. It went so far, in fact that the there was a large spider-web crack in the stove behind them. Blood stained Mystel's shirt. That, along with the soup, causing it to stick to his well-formed frame.
Mariah gasped softly again and again, the gasps slowly turning into sobs. Emily eyes narrowed, then widened, shifting to look at Tyson. He was standing very still now, eyes wide and empty. She frowned.
"Is this some sort of trick," she asked, "after all it is very close to Halloween." Tyson tilted his head slightly. His eyes shifted to her and narrowed. He closed his eyes before opening them and looking down. Letting out an almost inaudible sigh, he left the room.
First chapters kinda short, I know, but if you like it so far (which equals up to at least ONE of TWO reviews) I'll continue with it.
I also accept criticism of course!