This is a very old story, I think I wrote it in 2005. It probably is one of the first ever Fanfictions I ever wrote, even though I didn't know about them back then! XD! I originally wrote this as a script on paper, it was only one page and the writing was big so it wasn't very long. I've tried to expand it a little, I know it's not THAT great. But I thought I'd share it anyway. It was based on something that happened as a silly game, I was Max, my brother was Hiro and his friend was Tyson, I can't remember if we actually were pretending to be the characters or not. Anyway enjoy my old bad story and drop in a review if you may! XD!

One night, well more like late evening Max decided to pick up a stick in Tyson's back garden and then to chased Tyson with it.

"Whooooo!" Max shouted, pretending to sound like a ghost, after he picked up the stick and ran towards Tyson.
"Aahh!" Tyson screamed as he noticed the other boy approach.

Tyson ran as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast, if only he didn't eat so much. Max chased him around Tyson's garden and quickly cornered him and Tyson looked at Max with wide eyes and screamed.

"What is it?" Max asked titlting his head with a cute clueless look on his face.
"The stick!" Tyson bluntly stated.
"What!? Is is glowing?" Max asked grinning, sounding as if sticks normally glowed, he looked excited about it.
"The stick's glowing black!" Tyson was shaking and stared at the stick as if it was the ultimate evil.
"Cool!" Max grinned happily.

Tyson then escaped and then as Max tried to chase him, Hiro stepped in the way and had a stick fight with him. Max then turned away from Hiro and had a demented look on his face. He held the stick in both hands like sword and walked up to a frightened Tyson who backed up to the fence. Max tried to attack Tyson, who was quick enough to dodge, thanks to all of Grandpa's training. Then a swarm of flies surrounded and attacked the two boys. They soon stop their attack and fly off else where, Max then turned back around to Hiro.

"Hi!" Max smiled cheerily, as if nothing strange had just happened.
"What!?" Hiro spat, glaring at him, he was not in a good mood.
"What!? I'm only here! Even though I don't know how I got here!" Max looked around confused, yet happy.

Hiro started to stomp angrily over to Max, who in turn runs over to Tyson.

"Aahh!" Tyson screamed, with wide eyes. "The stick's glowing black!"

Max flicked his stick, which was in his hand the whole time, behind him.

"Aahh! Now you're glowing black!" He paused, and changed his shocked expression to a confused one. "Where's your stick!?"
"Cool!" Max smiled, sounding very happy about this statement, and ignored Tyson's question.

Max turned around and picked up his stick. He turned back around and shoved it in Tyson's face, who looked scared and started to back away.

"Here!" Max grinned happily again.
"Hide me!" Tyson shouted as he ran to hide behind Hiro.

And that's the end, yes it isn't a great one. I'm not sure how it would've ended....Max's dad comes to pick him up and they go home and Tyson probably doesn't sleep that night! Something like that. XD! Hmm...This story is also one of the few times I wrote Hiro, actually it may be the only time. Anyway I do plan on writing him on a fic, well I plan on giving him an Obsession in my 'Why Beyblade Characters Are Addicted to' fic! XD!