A Fake Letter
It was a winter day. Tyson, Hilary and Kenny were walking beside the river. Tyson walked to the grassy area. The grasses were cold as ice.
"Its only half year but it feels like my total life. After the battle with Brooklyn, we bladebreakers are no more together. Don't know why?" said Tyson and sat on the cold grass.
"Oh Tyson don't worry world championships are not too far maybe we're going to meet again." said Hilary.
"Hey don't worry. Christmas is coming. We'll ask Mr. Dickenson to invite them. Ok? Well I need to go. Bye."said Kenny.
Waving at each other they goes to their home. Kenny Came home a entered her room. She found a letter on her table. She looks at it, smiled and said to herself "Ah! A letter from Ray."
It was written:
Dear Kenny,
I am very happy to know this. I got a letter form Mr. Dickenson. He said to visit the town. I am coming there by tomorrow. Can you please come to the airport to pick me?
Your's friendly
Ray
Kenny jumped with joy and ran to Tyson's house for informing this. In Tyson's home, Tyson's grandfather was doing his kendo practice and saw Kenny coming there.
"Is Tyson home?"Kenny stopped and asked grandfather.
"Yes, In his room." answered grandfather.
Kenny hurried and goes to Tyson's room. Tyson was lying on his bed, seeing his beyblade.
"Hey Tyson I have a good news for you. Wanna know?" said Kenny and entered his room.
"Tell me too!" said Daichi and jumped on the bed.
"So... See this" Kenny handed the letter and continued "We have to go tomorrow morning and pick him?"
"Yes... I will" Tyson smiled and kept on looking at his beyblade.
Next day, Tyson, Hilary ,Daichi and Kenny were waiting for Ray in airport. Ray came and said "After a long time guys!"
They we're now at Tyson's house. Ray sat in the dojo room.
"Kenny, can you redesign my blade?" said Ray.
"Why? What happen?" asked Kenny "Whats the problem with Driger?"
"Didn't Mr. Dickenson informed you about a new tournament?" questioned Ray.
"World Championship?" suggested Kenny "But no, not world championship. It's not time for world championships. So what is it?"
"I don't know. You can ask Mr. Dickenson." said Ray.
TO BE CONTINUED...