This is my first fic so give me tips of improving the writing, plot or anything you think needs improving, be nice this is my first fic.

"…" Talking

'…' thinking

Change of scene

(..) author notes

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Laughter echoed from the dojo, the bladebrakers were all sat in the living room, Ray, Max and Tyson were on the couch, Kenny was sitting on the floor in front of his laptop, working on a project for the bba, and kai was sitting in an armchair listening to them contently.

"…..and then Tyson tripped on the rug and spilt ketchup all over the vice-president of the bba" Max said bursting out into laughter.

"Hey! That was probably the high light of the whole diner, it was the most boring thing that I have ever been to, great buffet thought" said Tyson drooling at the memory, Ray Laughed, "Tyson we were outcast for the rest of the meal and even the all stars blanked us"

Max shoved Tyson, who shoved him back, they both fell to the floor grappling and playfully punching each other.

Kai hid his mirth at his team mates antics, 'I really am lucky to have them as team mates, they can be daft, immature and just plain lazy at times, but they are they are the closest I have ever had to family, I don't know how they can take me bak after what I did to them at in Russia' Kai pondered to himself then shook his head realizing what he had just thought 'Maybe I am spending to much time around them, I am starting to get mushy, I have got to pull myself together…'

Kai was pulled out of his thoughts at a loud ringing sound ,Tyson and Max stopped fighting and both ran towards the phone and fighting to get it first, and in doing so, tripping over the rug and landing in a heap on the floor, Kenny got up and stepping over them, answered it

"Hello"

"Kenny my boy"

kai looked up from the chair and frowned, he did not like the look on Kenny's face, he saw Kenny put the phone down with a worried look on his face ' hmm…..who ever it was it was not good news'

"Who was it?" asked max

"mr Dickenson, he wants to meet us in his office tomorrow morning at 9:00 am" Kenny said,

" , It's probably to congratulate us on winning the world champion ships" Tyson said while having a staring contest with Ray.

"I don't know, Mr Dickenson sounded really upset" Kenny gushed

"oh don't be a worry wart chief, it's probably nothing" Max said vaguely, biting his nails.

Kai waited for the argument to break out.

Ray, obviously having the same thoughts as kai decided to end this conversation

" guys it's 2:30, time for training" he got up from the sofa, stretching from lack of movement in the last hour.

"Aww Man!" Tyson moaned and dragged himself outside followed by Ray and Max who were in deep conversation.

'Something is not right' thought Kenny, heading outside to join the rest.

Kai got up, 'Kenny is such a worrier, it is probably about the up coming tournament'

"COME ON KAI, STOP SLAKING OFF!" shouted Tyson from the Yard.

Kai got up angrily and marched off to the yard determined to show Tyson just how much fitter he actually was.

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The dark office of mr Dickenson with lights of, gave off an eerie feeling of unease.

Mr Dickenson put the phone down and sighed,

The door opened and a shadowed man walked in and sat down smugly in front of Mr Dickenson's Desk smugly.

"Well?" said the voice full of smug and raw satisfaction.

"They are coming into the office tomorrow" said Mr Dickenson Sadly

" good boy, I knew you would see it way," the man said with twisted satisfaction

and with that the man left the office and pressed the elevator button, ' that went just as I had planned..' he congratulated himself as he got into the elevator 'soon, you will be mine…' he laughed, the laugh was loud and twisted, the sound of pure ambition and cruelty.

People can vote who they think the new head of the new head of the bba is (the trainer is on omc, own male character):

1: Boris

2: Voltaire

3: omc

4. some one else (please specify)

thank you so much for reading you could have read any story but you read mine and I am really grateful for that, R&R.