A/N well, here's the new crazy story I dreamed up. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade...sadly….
Boris let out an evil laugh as Voltaire held up the video game.
It had a black cover, and was divided into five different sections.
One was a pit of lava, one was a picture of the Minotaur, another had a crocodile on it, and one had knives and arrows flying.
The central picture was one of a huge maze, and a wave of water rushing up behind it. The walls of the maze were dark black, and stained with something that looked like…blood.
On the top were the words: The Labyrinth.
Beneath the title: will you be its next victim?
The knives seem to shine cruelly in the dim light, and the reptiles' eyes gleamed with evil malice.
Boris chucked evilly, and tossed the game to the other man.
"Make sure Tyson gets this game…and that the entire team is present…"
Voltaire bowed and raced out of the room.
Boris leaned back on his swirly chair, sighing deeply.
He would get his revenge on those pesky little bladers for destroying his plans.
And he was going to use their own weakness against them.
Hopefully, that idiot Tyson would hit the red button—and then Boris was in control.
A/N trust me, it's going to get very interesting in the next chapter! Its long!
REVIEW! And I shall love you!
sam1