Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade and I do NOT make money from it
Copyright: This story and all my other stories are copyrighted as well as my characters and stories and movies (except real movies) that are mentioned in my stories, finally the names of my stories are also copyright and if I discover a name or story name and fictional movie I have created action will be taken...so there.
Soul Storm
Teams Arrive
A large ship stood before them on the docks.
The sun glinted off its hull as it floated, passengers boarding and the docks were crowded with the hustle and bustle of people saying goodbyes.
"What a ship boys!" Tyson said cheerfully.
"Remind me Tyson, why are we doing this?" Kenny asked.
Tyson remembered their first cruise where Kenny had been sea sick.
"It gives me a chance to meet more Bladers like us, a ship like this will be full of them."
"A whole new challenge," Ray said smiling, hands on his hips.
Kai just stared at it, arms crossed.
"Come on chief, it wont be so bad as last time."
They cleared customs and were soon aboard the massive liner, the corridors were mostly empty since there were only teams boarding.
It didn't take long until they bumped into familiar faces.
"Kai," Tala said.
"Tala," he replied.
"I don't know what Mr. Dickinson was thinking, having a tournament on a ship," Tala started.
"A publicity stunt, what else?" Kai responded coldly.
"You haven't changed," the red head replied.
They were about to compete in a new World Championships, this time it was set to take place on board a cruise ship.
For the entire time they would be miles at sea whilst it happened with a selection of VIP guests and thirty contest winners from across the world.
It was a surprise when Mr. Dickinson announced the odd venue.
"Hey Tala," Tyson said.
The Russian looked at him and nodded.
"Tyson," he said.
"Looks like you got your whole rag tag team here...and Ray no doubt, returned from the White Tiger X after you lost so badly...well I hope you don't mind repeating yourself."
"HEY!" Tyson said.
"Calm down Ty, it's trash talk," Ray replied.
"If I remember, last time we fought in a pro tournament I kicked your ass."
Tala looked surprised for a brief second.
"Beginners luck, I'm more powerful than when I was back then."
"So am I."
"Okay, cool it...we have to find our cabin," Kenny said grabbing Tyson by his arm and leading him off breaking them up before they would break into a fist fight.
"Man that guy annoys me," Tyson said as they walked on.
"You sure you know where you're going chief?" Ray asked.
"Fine, our cabin should be on the right here."
Kenny was exactly right.
It was a six person cabin, enough space for them all with even a small private deck of their own with two chairs and a small table.
The beds were head to head through the door to the right side wall from the cabin's main door in a three three formation.
In the main room there was a large television, three two seater sofas in a V shape around the TV with a gap to walk in between, table and chairs, a mini bar and to the left a door that went through to the bathroom.
The walls were painted a cliché white with the usual hotel style paintings.
"Wow, this place is huge, how long are we here for?" Tyson asked.
"Two weeks."
"I'm gonna pick my bed!" Max said running into the bedroom.
"ME FIRST!"
Ray on the other hand went out onto the deck and leaned on the railings staying clear of the tornado inside.
Kai just quickly glanced around and left, he had to find Tala.
Kenny noticed Kai's quick departure as the door clicked behind him.
The Russian walked the ship, not caring who was around him.
"Hey, that's Kai, right?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah," Gary said.
"The lone wolf as always," Lee said.
Mariah just stared and watched him push past Johnny of the Majestics.
"OI!" Johnny snarled, Kai didn't stop.
They were only down there because Oliver claimed he knew the way to their private suite but had gotten them lost on the lower decks.
They were supposed to have been escorted to the private suite but Enrique had forgotten his rather simple task and instead had gone out looking for a date.
"KAI!" Johnny shouted making some of the nobody Bladers around look.
Some whispered, six people were around looking for their own cabins, also lost and looking at maps of the ship.
The Scot walked forward and put his hand on Kai's right shoulder.
He turned around and looked at Johnny.
"You bumped into me," Johnny said.
"I did?"
"I didn't see you."
"How dare you!" Johnny almost raised a fist.
"You skipped anger management again," Kai responded and Johnny snapped but Enrique caught his fist and put his right arm around Johnny's body.
"You don't waste time, do you, Kai?" Enrique asked.
"Put your dog on a leash," Kai said turning around and walking away, the Salamander's eyes burned with rage.
Oliver couldn't help laugh and Robert kept quiet.
Kai seemed to know how to go to the right places to find his old team although it took a good half an hour of searching and the third place was the charm.
He had sneaked into the cargo hold and heard the sounds of spinning Beyblades.
Ian and Spencer were duelling and so were Tala and Bryan, several destroyed boxes and splintered wood lay around.
"They're gonna be pissed when they see this," Kai said after their battles had ended.
They looked over to Kai coming from the shadows, typical Kai.
"Kai," Bryan said.
"That's my name," he said.
"Have you all missed me?" Kai asked.
"As if, we smile now you're not here," Ian said.
"Quiet!" Tala barked and Ian shut up.
"It's good to see you," Tala said.
"Likewise, how did you get dragged into this?" Kai asked.
"An invitation for the Championships on a cruise ship...to say the least we were curious...so we're here."
A dull sound of the horn filtered through signalling their departure.
"Looks like we're leaving port, we're stuck on this tub until we get back," Bryan said.
"Why are you here? Dragged by that team of yours?" Spencer asked.
"Of course."
"Why did you go back?" Tala asked.
Not even Kai was sure why.
"They'd be lost without me."
"They have Ray, he makes a good captain," Bryan suggested.
"He's competent."
"Is that a Beyblade in your pocket or are you happy to see us?" Ian asked smirking at the joke.
Kai reached into his pocket to pull out a golden/orange Beyblade with Dranzer in the middle, it had a blue weight disk.
"Tyson won in Russia, I wont see that happen again," Tala spoke.
"What do you have in mind?" Kai asked amused.
The ship had been at sea now for a couple of hours.
Michael was leaning over the rails looking down at the ship.
"Don't fall," Emily said.
"I can swim," Michael said back.
"That wont help you or us," she said back.
"I was just thinking, it's weird, right? A tournament on a ship? Something seems fishy, no pun intended."
"Or it's just a lame attempt at a publicity stunt and your paranoid," she replied.
"Maybe," he said.
"Where are the others?" he asked after a moment of thinking.
"Eddie and Rick are in the gym and as far as I know Steve is training, he was out of the game for a bit with his leg, want to join them?"
"Nah, I want to find Maxie, he has to be here."
"You'll bump into him on a ship this size eventually, even in the tournament."
"Okay, I'm going to explore the ship."
Michael walked off leaving Emily who didn't seem too happy to be abandoned on the deck.
A month earlier Mr. Dickinson had announced to the world that the World Championships would be taking place on board a cruise ship.
Several teams from around the world who had successfully passed through their regional tournaments had now qualified among the Bladebreakers for Japan, White Tiger X for China, Majestics for Europe, PPB All Starz for America, Demolition Boys for Russia as well as teams from Australia, New Zealand, South America, Mexico and Canada among others who had been lucky or skilled enough to take part.
His plans had stunned the Beyblading world, this was a complete first and competitions had been set up to allow for some spectators, thirty spectators and another forty VIP guests.
All the teams had been selected and now the ship was on course to the middle of the Sea of Japan where the tournament would begin
Author notes
Beywriter: Trying something new, comments?
Story-Beywriter
Editor-Lirin Sama