Gingka and Yuki were ready to battle in Beyblade Stadium. Almost the entire group was spectating, even Dynamis and the other Legendary Bladers, except for Ryuga.
"Are you ready, Gingka?" Yuki asked, bey launcher at the ready. "This is your last chance to back down after my challenge."
"You betcha!" the Pegasus blader yelled back in reply. "I'd never turn down a challenge!"
"Three!..." everyone shouted in unison. "Two!... One!"
"Let it rip!" the bladers hollered, sending their beyblades flying into the stadium. The tops spun around the carved semicircle, as if waiting for an opening. But something didn't seem right: neither of the beys were listening to their owners. Madoka opened her handheld computer and looked into it. Kenta looked up and noticed her worried face.
"What's going on, Madoka?" the green-haired boy asked. "Pegasus and Anubius aren't acting right. Is something wrong with them?"
"According to my scans, nothing's wrong with either of them," the mechanic answered. "But it may not be a physical problem we're dealing with here." She couldn't say anything more, as something happened that stunned everybody speechless. Two unfamiliar screams of pain erupted out of the blue, one male and one female. Dynamis stiffened, eyes locking on the beys.
"There is something strange locked away inside the beyblades," he intoned. "They ache to be free from their prisons, and are beginning to react and possess their spinning cages." Everyone watched carefully, listening to Dynamis' words. Without warning, the misbehaving beyblades charged at each other at headlong speed. They met in the center with a brilliant light that nearly blinded all the spectators. The agonized screams sounded off once more as two forms exploded from the flash, crashing into the surrounding walls of the stadium.
The light soon faded, revealing that the two beyblades stopped spinning in the center of the stadium. Both the bladers and the spectators gasped in shock at what happened. Tsubasa looked towards the outer walls, eyes widening at what he saw: a bespectacled boy with spiked, gray hair. On the opposite end of the wall, Dynamis could spot a girl with extremely long hair that formed a thick, black veil behind her, bangs covering her eyes. Both looked nearly unconscious and were slumped against the wall, appearing to be beaten up.
"Where did those two come from?" Hikaru asked no one in particular.
"Let's worry about the questions later," Gingka's father spoke up. "For now, the battle is a draw. Those two strangers up at the walls need help. Let's get down there to see if they're all right." Everyone nodded and split up to check on the strangers.
"Hey," Gingka whispered to the gray-haired boy. "You okay? Can you say something?" The strange male slowly opened his steel-gray eyes. His hazy orbs looked towards the girl on the other side of the stadium.
"S-Star..." he rasped softly. He appeared to be fighting to keep his eyes open. His eyes dropped shut and his head slumped as his consciousness left him. Tsubasa carefully picked up the boy's wrist and felt for his pulse.
"He's alive," the Eagle blader confirmed. "But he's obviously badly hurt and exhausted." Those on the other side with the girl seemed to have similar luck.
"Are you alright, miss?" Yuki asked. "Are you able to talk?" Like the boy, the girl's eyes opened, but they were deep indigo irises framed in lavender. She looked to the boy, past the group around her.
"Du...mon..." she whispered. Within seconds, she too lost the battle for her consciousness. Hikaru was able to feel her pulse beating, but she was also clearly injured and spent. Dynamis slung the girl's thin, rod-like arm around his shoulders, wrapping his own arm around her back. Tsubasa was able to do the same for the boy, who was shorter than the girl. Dynamis could feel strange grooves in the female's back, and sensed power coming from her; he remained silent towards the matter, intending to ask another time.
"Let's get these two to a hospital," Ryo commanded. "They definitely need help, and -" a bright glow emanating from the strangers interrupted the director. Translucent forms of a dark purple serpent dragon and a gold, winged archer appeared near the unconscious teens.
My duelist cannot go to a hospital, the female dragon hissed. Hers is a prejudiced race. I won't allow you to risk Star's life in a strange city. For all we know, there are people who'd do away with her if they knew what she is.
Mine can't be in a hospital either, the male archer added. Dumon, at one point in time, was not of this world. If you risk his life in a human hospital, he might be experimented on; Yinlong's duelist may even suffer the same fate.
"It's clear that you both care deeply about your masters," Dynamis observed, earning a nod from both spirits. "If a hospital poses such a threat, and as these two likely only need rest and tending to any wounds, we can take care of them in secret, for their safety as well as your own." The dragoness and the archer agreed to the terms of the former temple caretaker, disappearing into thin air.
"There's definitely something different about these two," Tsubasa mused, turning to look at the boy he was supporting. "And if there are more that are like them, and that they'll maybe even know, than we'll have to bring them to safety as soon as we hear about them."