A/N: Well, here it is, the beginning of my BeyBlade story that I've been working on when I should've been writing more to my other stories... heh... Anyway, like the important notice on my User Profile says me and Strata-Assassin share ideas and this just happens to be one of those. Her BeyBlade story and mine both have the same concept (to a certain extent, like with the wings. You'll see what I mean if you read my story and hers) Anyway, I must say trying to describe bey battles is HARD! Ok, so this is enough for an author's rant at the beginning of the story, the rest of it will be at the end evil grin Oh and I don't own any of the characters in BeyBlade except for Amara (Michelle is owned by Strata-Assassin) and any other OC. Ok start story
A/N 2: This story was started over two years ago! The beginning chapters are not that great, especially my character descriptions (I still cn't do them that well) As you read, I hope you can see the difference from the earlier chapters to the later ones.
The Wingz Corp
"Damian! Use your head!" A female voice scolded. "You'll never be able to unify with Diablo if you don't attack with a straight mind!"
"Shut up!" The boy, Damian, shouted back. "I'll become the world's best blader! I will defeat that World Champion Tyson! No one will stop me! Diablo, Unity!
Damian stood before the girl, his teacher, who was wearing a cloak that covered every feature. He wore black armor outlined in red that clung to him tightly. Demon wings protruded from his back around the area of his shoulder blades.
There was a dish that separated the two and inside was two spinning blades. One blade was black with its attack ring red, the other was a black gray, that seemed to hold its own coldness, and its attack ring was a dark blue. They went at each other. Slamming into one another with unimaginable fervor, chipping and grinding away the attack rings as they glanced off each other.
Another girl entered the vicinity, also wearing a cloak that covered her features. Her fire bronze hair fell in front of her face and she absently brushed it back. She watched the battle with feign interest.
The teacher, a girl whose hair was also red but with a lighter touch, nodded at Damian's improvement. "Well, Damian, it seems you have finally mastered what we call the "Unity Blade". Welcome to the Wingz Corp. However, remember the only reason you made it was because of your determination and not of your skill. That is something we will work on…" Her blade, the black gray, seemed to recoil back, but it then charged forward, faster than Damian could comprehend.
He was on the ground, his blade at his side. The armor that was covering him was fast fading, and soon he was back in his normal clothes. He gazed up at his teacher with wide chocolate colored eyes that peered through his black bangs.
The teacher glanced over at the other girl with her icy blue eyes; eyes that chilled anyone to the bone who happen to gaze to long. She looked over at Damian as he slowly got back to his feet. "Leave us," She said and Damian was happy to oblige, leaving the two girls alone. "Well, Amara, what do you think? Will he last long?"
Amara finally met the teacher's icy blue eyes, her own were that of forest green that were just the opposite of the other girl's. They burned with a fire that showed there was something deeper, hidden beneath the surface. "No, he won't." She answered with a calm unlike any other. "Wingz Corp may be having trouble with finding bit beasts with the gift of wings and flight, Michelle. However, those who have no skill should not be allowed although they have the determination and the right bit beast."
"So, you believed I erred in allowing him to join?" Michelle asked.
"Not necessarily. I am not the only one who created this faction I did have help. So not all the authority is mine," Amara answered. "You have the right to choose who you want to let in and who is to be declined."
Michelle inclined her head and spoke; "Everyone seems to be setting their goals too low, wanting to defeat Tyson, the World Champion. They should realize first who are the strong and who are the weak."
"Indeed. But I wonder…" Amara trailed off.
"Wonder what, Amara?" Michelle asked intrigued by her friend's sudden train of thought.
"I was just wondering…Tyson's power increases tenfold when he needs it the most, when something is on the line. How much will it increase if he actually had real skill?"
Michelle thought, not quite getting Amara's point at first, but it came to her. "Good point. However, the ones that we might have to watch are Rei and Kai. Especially Kai, for he has a winged bit beast that may come in handy."
Amara's head snapped up and her eyes widened. She shook her head and blinked away the cloudiness of her vision.
Michelle looked on with worry at her friend. "What's wrong?'
"Black Dranzer…" Amara said softly. "There will be a traitor to the Wingz Corp. BioVolt will return and try to continue its conquest. Wingz will fall broken and mangled."
Michelle listened on with a look of shock on her face as she listened to her friend's premonition.
Amara looked back up at Michelle, her forest green eyes were different. They were no longer green, but an amber color. She tightly shut her eyes and shook her head. "We have to watch our backs…the traitor will show himself soon, and Biovolt will come to power." With that said, Amara walked past Michelle and exited the training area.
Michelle watched her leave, startled at Amara's sudden change. She shook her head and soon followed Amara out of the arena.
Two Weeks Later
"Tyson!" Hillary yelled in his ear, bending over his bedroll. "Wake up!"
"They only way to wake Tyson up is to put a red hot chili pepper in his mouth," Rei put in, his arms were crossed over his chest. Rei wore Chinese traditional outfit, his black hair was pulled back into a ponytail that went down past his knees, his bangs were kept out of his face by a headband that had the yin-yang symbol upon it.
"Would that really work?" Hillary asked, her hands on her hips. She wore her everyday clothes of a pink top and a skirt.
"It worked when we were at the tournaments in China," Max said with a smile as he thought about the old times, when Hillary was not around.
Kenny sighed, holding his laptop beneath his arm. "He's going to be late if he doesn't get up. He promised that he would be at the opening of the Beyblading season." He sat down and opened his computer.
"No kiddin'," A voice from the computer responded, it was Dizzi. Dizzi was a bit beast that got trapped into Kenny's computer instead of a blade. "Then again, when was Tyson ever on time?"
"When it was lunch time." Max said sarcastically.
Tyson bolted up straight and glanced at everyone. "Did someone say lunch?"
Hillary clenched her fist and smacked Tyson in the back of the head.
"What was that for?" Tyson complained as he rubbed the back of his head.
"That was for you for being such an idiot!" Hillary scolded. She stormed out of the room, leaving Tyson and the others.
"Score, Hillary: one, Tyson: zip," Dizzi commented, always having to put in her quirks.
They walked out of the room, leaving Tyson alone so he could get changed. Pulling on his opened fingered gloves; Tyson looked over at his blade. Dragoon… he thought, This is the start of our third year of beyblading. We've been through so much…battling Lee of the White Tigers Michael of the All-Starz, Robert of the Majestics, and Tala of the Demolition Boys, and Zio. I wonder what this season will hold for us. Tyson picked up Dragoon and walked out of his room.
"Took you long enough," Hillary said haughtily.
"Can't be as long as you take putting on that horrific mask. Wait, that's not a mask, that's your face," Tyson countered and he wisely ran off, heading for the front door before Hillary could get to him.
"Score, Hillary: one, Tyson: one." Dizzi said.
"Dizzi…" Kenny said exasperated.
The others watched Hillary chase after Tyson and sighed.
Max spoke up, breaking the silence. "Has anyone seen Kai?"
"He left early this morning," Rei answered. "Probably out practicing, which wouldn't surprise me."
"He seems to be distancing himself again," Max remarked.
Rei just nodded his consent and winced slightly when he heard Tyson yell.
They continued on their way catching up to the bleeding Tyson and Hillary. Dizzi put in another commentary of the score, and they headed to the BBA headquarters.
In one of the parks, a solitary figure practiced.
"3,2,1…Let it rip!" Kai yelled as he ripped back the launcher that sent his blade, a dark blue with what look like fire designs on the attack ring called Dranzer, spinning. Dranzer slammed into a nearby rock, decimating it. Taking a sharp turn, it continued its course, grinding along the trunks of the trees until another blade knocked it from its course. Kai caught his blade and glanced at the intruder.
The blade was ebony black, not markings whatsoever to distinguish its different rings while it was spinning.
"Not bad," A female voice commented behind him.
Kai replied with a scoff.
"Kai, the Phoenix Wing. Hmm…Has a nice ring to it…" A girl wearing a cloak walked past Kai and turned back to face him, her forest green eyes were burning into his own dark gray.
"Who are you?" Kai asked.
She brushed back her fire bronze hair from her face and bowed. "Amara, the Death Wing, of Wingz Corp."
"Wingz Corp?" Kai questioned aloud.
"Yes, Wingz Corp. Few have heard of it, for there are only a few that qualify," She replied.
"Let me guess, I'm one of the few who qualify, right?" Kai asked scornfully.
"Yes, you do qualify. You have the skill, determination, and the right bit beast. I would've recruited you at this very moment, but I realized that it isn't the right time."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that if you join with us, it will trigger events to happen sooner rather then later. Mass chaos will erupt." She shrugged. "Not that I don't like the twists that chaos always holds. But the BladeBreakers will have to face an enemy that they are not yet ready for."
"What enemy?" Kai demanded to know.
"An enemy that you've faced once before. In fact, you were once allies with this enemy." Amara stated calmly.
"Allies?" Kai thought aloud to himself. When he glanced back up, he saw that Amara had her blade ready to launch.
"Let us see if you are anywhere near ready to face this adversary."
Kai locked Dranzer in place and he too stood ready to launch.
"3!" Amara started the count, as was tradition.
"2!" Kai returned.
"1! Let it rip!" They shouted together, releasing their blades at the exact same moment.
"Go Dranzer!" Kai yelled and his blade charged forward toward Amara's black one.
Amara just smirked; she swung out her arm, issuing a silent command. Her blade headed toward the trees that were nearby. The shadows of the trees seemed to reach out to her blade making it disappear in the abyss of the shade.
"Dranzer!" Kai yelled. A light shot from the center of the blade. Out of the light a phoenix emerged, fire surrounding it.
Amara looked up at the bit beast and smirked.
Dranzer's fire created a light that pierced through the shadows revealing Amara's blade. "Flame Arrow!" Kai yelled. His blade was engulfed in fire as Dranzer charged at forward.
Amara's blade what reeling back, but Amara's expression showed that more was to come. "Kai, you can already figure out that the Wingz Corp is made up of those with bit beasts that have wings. However, there is a power that my friend and I have come up with. A joining of wings as some of the new recruits call it. Let me show what that power is! Tiamat!" Amara yelled, a beam of shadow shot from her blade and emerging from the shadow was a dragon bit beast. The dragon was ebony black but the plating covering its chest was trimmed in an amber gold color.
"So, you have a bit beast also?" Kai taunted. "Impressive, but not that impressive."
Amara just chuckled. "You'll see."
Tiamat charged forward knocking Dranzer back; the blades beneath were mimicking their movements. Tiamat retreated, as did Amara. She balanced herself, placing one foot in front of her, a smirked curling up her lips.
Dranzer regained its bearings and Kai looked back up at Amara.
"Tiamat! Unity Blade!" Amara shouted.
Kai was thrown back by the power surge. He could not see a thing, for darkness had engulfed him.
In a split second, he saw his blade slowing, but he could not see the outcome. He did not need to see to know what happened; Dranzer was defeated. Kai glanced back up where Amara had last been. He glimpsed a flicker of amber gold and Amara's outline. However, something seemed diverse with her silhouette, he could not tell if it was just the shadows playing tricks on him or if Amara really had wings.
"You definitely aren't ready…"Amara's voice broke through the shadows.
"Ready for what?" Kai asked wanting to get a straight answer from her.
"You'll find out…The finals of the country tournament in two weeks time. You'll see…"
The darkness that surrounded Kai dispersed. He glanced around looking for any sign of Amara. Kai walked over and picked up his blade, Dranzer. He looked at the engraving of a phoenix on the centerpiece of his blade, his hand tightened around the blade.
Kai pocketed Dranzer and headed for the BBA center, knowing that he should have been there already.
At Wingz Corp, the training of the new recruits did not let up. They were pushed to their very limits and beyond, to reach "Perfect Unity", that is when the unity of a person and their bit beast reaches to a point where even emotions and pain are shared. Power, strength, agility, speed and stamina is increased to an unimaginable level. However, "Prefect Unity" is also a danger, even the creators of Unity have yet to achieve it. It takes the life essence of both blader and beast; any damage inflicted to the bit beast will also be inflicted upon the blader, which, in theory, can result in death.
At the end of the training, Michelle pulled Damian, a blader who was only recruited two weeks before, over to talk.
"I'm impressed at your increase of skill, Damian. You have surpassed the others at remarkable pace. Amara would have like to have been here to say this, but, unfortunately, she is not. Well, welcome to the 1st Division of Wingz, Damian, Demon Wing." Michelle congratulated.
Damian was in shock. "You mean I reached your skill level? I-I mean-"
Michelle cut him short: "Yes, you've reached our division, but you must remember that you've just entered this skill level, you will still be consider a beginner…but a good one."
Damian bowed out of courtesy. "Thank you so very much!"
Michelle watched Damian run off, she let out a slight sigh.
"Something bothering you?" A voice, from behind, asked her.
"There is something that seems strange about him, Amara," Michelle answered and turned to face her friend.
Amara looked back to the door where Damian had walked out. She shook her head lightly. "I also feel that something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it…"
"Like your premonition two weeks back?" Michelle inquired.
Amara opened her mouth to say something, but changed her mind soon after. However she did reply, "What I said two weeks ago still stands. There will be a traitor, but we cannot accuse anyone anymore, things are already in motion. Nothing can stop the wheels of fate from turning their full cycle now."
"Since when did you believe in fate?" Michelle interrogated.
"When I found out-" Amara stopped herself and walked briskly past Michelle without another word.
Michelle was confused by her friend's actions. "What are you hiding?" Michelle questioned aloud. She shook her head and glanced down at her blade. "Maybe, Bahamut, she'll tell us before it ends up hurting her."
"Kai! Where were ya?" Tyson asked when Kai entered the office of Mr. Dickinson in the BBA Headquarters.
"Kai, you were s'pose to be here twenty minutes ago!" Hillary said.
Kai did not reply he just walked over to the closest chair and sat down with out a word. What was that girl, Amara, talking about? What will happen at the finals of this year's country tournament? Kai's thoughts were interrupted when an older man walked into the room. The man was balding and was slightly large around the middle. He wore a suit that gave him the look of a businessman.
"Hello, Mr. Dickinson," Kenny was the first to greet the man.
"Hello, Kenny. How have you been?" Mr. Dickinson asked.
"I've been fine." Kenny replied.
"Considering you spent the last few nights upgrading everyone's blades," Dizzi put in with a yawn. "A girl needs her sleep."
"Sorry, Dizzi," Was all Kenny could say.
"Are the BladeBreakers ready for this year?" Mr. Dickinson inquired. "The bladers this year seem more determined and more powerful then last year."
"I hope so!" Tyson exclaimed. "I want a challenge!"
"Tyson, you should take this more seriously if you want to hold your spot as World Champion," Rei stated.
"I agree with Rei. Things get tougher every year, we'll have to stay in tip-top condition if we want to stick it out this year," Max confirmed.
"We already have a group that we should watch out for," Kai said unexpectedly.
"What!" Hillary blurted out.
"C'mon, Kai, tell us what's up!" Tyson tried to reason, but to no avail.
"Is that why you were late, Kai? 'Cause someone from this team came to you?" Rei asked. Kai just inclined his head in response.
"Give me some info, man! Do you know how strong he is?" Tyson kept on pressing the matter.
Kai stood up, walked towards the door, and opened it, but before exiting he said, "The blader's a she." He then left.
Tyson blinked a few times. "A girl?"
"Well it sounds to me that Kai is a little disturbed by this blader." Max said. "So I guess we should worry."
Rei nodded his consent.
Mr. Dickinson looked to all of them. "The opening of the season is about to start. We need to go to the arena for the opening ceremonies."
"Right!" Tyson said enthused and Max right by his side. Rei just stood there smirking.
They headed out of the door to the arena where the tournament was to be held.
At Wingz Corp, the top level of bladers held a meeting about the tournament.
"The teams this year will each consist of two bladers, like last year. But we can only afford to send two pairs of bladers." Michelle said.
Damian sat at the council permitted to hear out the decision of who was going to participate in the tournament. This was a rare circumstance for a beginner in the 1st Division to attend to the council.
Amara's forest green pools looked into the faces of each member of the Wingz Corp's council. There were five bladers in the council, not counting Damian.
"Amara, who do you think we should send?" asked Reno the Hell Wing. His hair was bright red, like fire, but it wasn't close to the fire bronze of Amara or Michelle's light red brown.
Amara did not reply at first. "Michelle and I are going. If that is agreeable to everyone in the council."
The council murmured their agreement.
Ari, Angel Wing spoke up, her voice was soft and light, which would put anyone off guard when they met her at the dish. "Who will be the second group, Amara?"
"Well, if the council agrees I would like to see Damian blade on the second team" Amara turned to look at Damian who recoiled under the intense gaze of her eyes.
"But who will be the second?" Ari asked, brushing back a piece of her long honey colored hair.
"I, Haru, the Metal Wing will be the second." Haru stood up. He had platinum blond hair mixed with black and gray eyes that had the look of cold steel. He wore black jeans with a chain around his waist and a baggy black shirt.
"Does the council agree to the teams?" Michelle asked.
Again, the council murmured their agreement.
"But what about registration?" Reno asked. "Aren't we a little late to sign up for the tournament?"
"Already been taken care of," Was Amara's reply. She stood up and with a nod of dismissal left the room.
Reno looked confused. "Already taken care of? But how would she know of the teams?"
Michelle shrugged. "Amara will be Amara. However, we have no time to discuss this, we must hurry to the preliminaries before they start. Haru, Damian, lets get going."
They walked out after Amara and headed to the BBA headquarters where the tournament was being held.
"Things are already in motion and nothing can stop them. Amara said something like that before." Reno said. "I guess we'll have to see this to the end."
Ari and the rest of the council nodded and Ari added one more thing before they departed. "Let us hope that this end will be for the good."
"Whoa! Look at all the bladers that showed up!" Tyson exclaimed, leaning forward on the railing of the mezzanine.
The base level of the arena was filled with bladers hoping to get a chance to continue onto the next round of the World Tournaments that will be taken place in different countries of the world. The World Championship will then return to take place in Japan.
Rei looked around and spotted Kai further away, leaning up against the wall gazing down at the group of bladers. He walked over to him and stood next to him. "Hoping to see that blader here?" Rei asked.
Kai did not reply.
Rei looked at his comrade. "Okay, so what's up? I mean, do you know anything about this blader? Like, what team is she on, so we can check if she is actually gonna be here."
Kai turned to look at Rei. "This girl belongs to a faction know as Wingz Corp. A group of bladers that all have bit beast with one common trait of wings."
"Wingz Corp. Hmm…I think I saw that team on the preliminaries list. There are two pairs of bladers entering from that team." Rei replied.
Kai straightened and left the mezzanine, Rei decided to follow. The two of them brushed past Hillary.
"Hey! Where are you two going?" She asked but did not receive any reply. She clenched her fist in frustration and walked over to stand next to Tyson and Max. She looked down at the stadium, watching the bladers who wanted to make it into the next round.
"Where's Kenny?" Max asked.
"He's with Mr. Dickinson, helping him with last minute glitches," Hillary replied.
"I can't wait to battle these newbies!" Tyson said as he stretched. "I'm gonna become the World Champion all over again."
"Don't get ahead of yourself Tyson," Max warned.
"We're already in the World Championship," Tyson stated.
"However, we still have to make it to all the different country tournaments. They are at the same places they were two years ago; China, America, Europe, and Russia," Max said, counting them off on his fingers. "More or less we get to see the competition that we'll end up facing when we return here."
"Don't worry," Tyson patted Max on the shoulder, "Its gonna be a breeze."
Hillary came up and slapped him. "You should at least take this seriously!"
"Me? Take things seriously? Yeah right!" Tyson retorted.
"Tyson!" Hillary yelled as Tyson bolted off. She was soon to follow. Max just stood there for a moment before he decided to catch up with them before Hillary puts Tyson in the hospital.
Kai and Rei reached the base level. All around them were bladers battling each other in small battle dishes in order to make it to the next round. The two walked over to the registry a glanced through the team names. Under Wingz Corp, they found two teams. Their names were listed as 'Amara Hirokami and Michelle Katsumonu' and 'Haru Sohma and Damian Darcyn'.
"Which one is the blader you met? Or don't you know the name?" Rei asked.
"'Amara Hirokami', she is the one…" Kai confirmed.
"I wonder who this 'Michelle Katsumonu' is," Rei said idly.
Kai looked around the base level; it was getting less and less crowded. Only ten teams of two were allowed to pass into the next round, not counting the two teams from the BladeBreakers. He saw glint of red hair, the crowd shifted more and there he saw Amara. She was still wearing her trademark cloak about her shoulders. Next to her was another girl, her hair was also red but it held a lighter touch, she, too, wore a cloak. The two almost looked like twins at first glance, but when given more time, one could tell the Amara was slightly taller then the one known as Michelle, and her hair was also a darker red.
Rei followed Kai's line of gaze until he, too, saw the two. "Which one is Amara?" He asked.
Amara's head turn to face them, even at the distance, one could make out her intense green eyes. Her orbs fell directly on them and held them for a moment.
"Her," Kai said.
Michelle saw that Amara was distracted and she looked over. Rei nearly doubled over, and he quickly turned away, unable to hold the gaze of the two of them. One's fiery green eyes burned while the other's icy blue seemed to freeze. The two of them moved out of sight.
Rei turned to catch his breath. "How can anyone stand up to their gaze?" He asked aloud.
"Not many," Kai said.
Rei looked up at Kai. "You're not telling me everything, are you? There's something you know."
"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you. You'll just have to see for yourself." Kai answered.
"That isn't any help." Rei said, indignantly.
"We'll just have to see tomorrow. When the real tournaments begin." Kai replied and walked towards the exit of the base level.
Rei glanced around once more to try to catch a glimpse of Amara and Michelle again, but he soon ended up following Kai out.
"The preliminaries are over for us," Amara said.
"Haru and Damian also made it, which isn't surprising." Michelle stated.
"Things will all be revealed,"
"More premonitions?" Michelle asked.
"Just stating facts," Amara replied with a slight smirk.
Michelle returned the smirk. "Rei and Kai better be ready."
Amara nodded. "Same to Max. However, Tyson will stand no chance."
"True enough. Although, he deserves a small wish of good luck, for standing his ground this far," Michelle reasoned.
Amara chuckled under her breath. "There is nothing else to see here. Tomorrow, things will begin, and the whole world had better be ready…" She clenched her hand in a fist. "'Less it wishes to fall into darkness."
wOOt! Okay, really hyper now that this part is over. If anyone gets confused on how Im doing the tournaments and the World Championship don't worry, so am I. I'm just writing as I go and things seem to be tying together as I continue to write, it all makes sense in my ownmind. Anyway drop a review if you like and if you hated it why are you still here?
You may have notice that I have a Fruits Basket character! Haru Sohma! He really wasn't s'pose to be here I just used his name until I came up with a different one, but it seems that it stuck and the character does match him, so he's staying! Oh! One more thing before I get ahead of myself... I hate Hillary!
Hillary: Hey! That isn't nice!
DeathScimitar: I am the author and I banish you.
Hillary: gone
DeathScimitar: Okay, hopefully you'll continue you reading and hopefully I'll continue writing. Have questions, remarks, comments, corrections,"i hate this story" notes? Go ahead and put them up in a review and I'll be sure to mention something in the next part!