My parents are on holidays so I have the joy of taking me laptop downstairs and listening to Scuzz and Kerrang on the telly. I'm so happy :D
Anyways, because I've been having a major writers block I've decided to challenge myself. It's going to be a 100 theme challenge. Should be fun :P Hopefully it'll get me out of my block and I can finish my other stories.
Disclaimer: You'll never guess what but I don't own Beyblade.
001. Introduction.
Ian was having a bad day. First he had slept late and ended up missing most of breakfast, then he had lost against some newbie who had only arrived a week ago and as a result he now has to run laps around the track. This punishment wouldn't be to bad if it wasn't for the 2 foot of snow outside. Thank god he decided to wear two pairs of socks today. Trying to keep his mind off the biting cold Ian thought of the match he had just lost. The boy had been really weird looking. Pinky purple hair and really pale skin. He also didn't say a word. No amount of taunting or insulting seemed to work against him. The boy would just look up at him and then look back at the dish. Ian came to the conclusion that he didn't like the kid. Not one bit.
Half an hour later and many, many laps later Ian was sat in the dinner hall. He was currently having trouble eating his food. The problem was that he was shivering so much he either missed his mouth or his food fell of his fork. Not that he was missing much, the food was pretty tasteless. Getting frustrated Ian decided to give up using cutlery and use his fingers instead.
After dinner they had a more training. This time the pale boy wasn't there. Not that Ian cared or anything, he just wanted a rematch. Just as Ian was getting ready to launch he was called to Boris' office. His mind started to race. Had he been caught doing something? No, that couldn't be it. The last prank he had pulled was over a week ago so it couldn't be that. Could it? Guilt and fear welled up in Ian as he left the dish and walked to the doors. A wave of relief passed through him when he saw that two other boys were leaving as well. As they all got nearer the door he saw who the other two were. Tala and Spencer.
Both were exceptional bladers. Way above his level of skill by several levels but then again he had once been able to beat Spencer. Ian had made a rather nasty comment about Spencer looking like an idiot. Spencer got angry and lost concentration enabling Ian to win. It's the way Ian always battled. Insult or taunt them about their blading skills. They get angry, lose concentration and he hits them with a sneak attack. His best strategy was to insult their mother. This could only be used against new boys or people who still had a mother. Otherwise it was pretty useless.
The boys walked in silence to Boris' office. After Tala knocked the door they waited for permission to enter.
When they entered they all lined up in front of Boris' desk. In the office there were several different people. Mostly they looked like scientists or doctors but there was one tall man with long grey hair and a few men in black suits with sunglasses. Ian stared at these men because he couldn't figure out why the hell they were wearing sunglasses. They were inside a dark building which had rather poor lighting for a start and even if they went outside it was still pointless because large grey clouds were blocking the sun. Getting bored of the idiots in suits Ian noticed another person in the room. It was pinky boy from earlier. Frowning Ian turned away from the boy and decided it would be wise to listen to Boris before he got a smack across the head for not paying attention.
An hour later Ian was walking to his room. His head was buzzing with what Boris had just said. Pulling his door open, he stepped inside and closed the door. Slipping his shoes and socks off he climbed onto his bed. Locating his pj's he quickly slipped into them. Jumping under the covers he wriggled about until he was comfy.
The speech Boris had gave was very long winded and boring. Ian had started to have trouble standing still. Basically the whole thing was an introduction of the new kid who's name was Bryan Kusnetsov. Apparently the boy doesn't speak Russian which was why Ian's insults hadn't worked. He'd be ready next time because Bryan understood English. Not Ian's best skill but if he studied hard enough he would win next time. After the introduction of Bryan, Boris announced that they will all be working as a team and going to the world championships. Ian had almost shouted out with excitement but had been able to swallow the yell. He couldn't wait till he tells his mates tomorrow that he made the team. The last thing on his mind before he went to sleep was that maybe today wasn't so bad after all.
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The time of this is about a year or two before the Demolition Boys met the Bladebreakers.
The first theme was introduction which was surprisingly hard. Oh well, got it over and done with. The rest of this is going to be about the different people from all the seasons. I'm going to try and do as many different types of stories. Probably be mostly humour. Going to also try and do pairings in this. I don't usually do that because I suck at romance and stuff but I'll give it a go.
Anyways, much love to you all.