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Night of the Yokai
Part I
"How long?"
"How long was I trapped in that Oblivion?"
It looked up to the sky, the clouds rose from the hole he had chopped through realms.
It continued to stare at the stars as they were obscured by his clouds.
Snow started falling, the clouds followed as he walked covering the surrounding area with a thick layer of snow.
The headless figure continued to walk down from the mountains.
As it entered the city limits it came across a house with a pumpkin outside being buffeted by the winds.
It approached the object and bent down picking up the Pumpkin and rested it on its shoulders, it felt it connecting to the Pumpkin, he could see properly, smell, taste, breathe, it was almost human again and continued walking.
The snow continuing to pile up as it walked through the streets, the snow continuing to get heavy.
"Snow, now? Aren't we early?" Max asked Tyson, Kai and Ray who was sat by the TV in the Dojo.
They were watching a horror movie; it was Halloween after all.
Max was looking outside before a bulletin cut over the movie causing Tyson to swear throwing popcorn at the screen.
"The following is an urgent bulletin," the voice said.
"Freak snowstorms are collecting over Tokyo causing dangerous conditions on the roads, train services are halted and those on the roads are advised to make your way home immediately and stay warm."
The group of males watched the TV.
They had won their fifth tournament and were still very popular.
Max joined them to watch.
"All signs indicate this will get heavier."
Max cast a glance and it was getting heavier and heavier.
"There is no explanation for the sudden freak storm but we say you should stay indoors, only emergency travel is recommended."
"Damn, what's with this weather?" Wyatt asked pulling his clothes tighter to his frame, peeking from under his eyelids as he tried to find his way through a blizzard that came out of nowhere.
This was his first year out of the mental hospital.
Wyatt could barely see three feet in front of him, the street lights of the supposedly busy Tokyo street were barely seen, he couldn't even find anyone, despite there must have been about forty of them in front before the blizzard came.
A whirlwind of snow formed in front of him, the icy particles bit at his skin causing shivers down his whole body, the wind pushed him back onto the ground.
The wind formed a wall of ice and snow around him and out of the deafening blizzard a figure came closer and closer.
He stared up at it hoping it was someone who could lead him to safety when he saw he was wearing the same clothes as a Samurai, a kimono although the difference was a carved pumpkin sat where a head would be.
Cold eyes stared down at Wyatt.
It stood there, Wyatt was frozen from the wind and fear looking up at the figure in front.
The sound of the wind faded away to nothingness.
Only the sight of the wind forming a void around them was present.
Wyatt continued to look up shaking with fear.
Its right hand dug into its pocket pulling out a circle shaped object and another two.
It didn't take him long to realize it was holding a Beyblade.
The thing pulled a ripcord and it flew off the launcher onto the ground tossing away all the snow as it landed creating a Beystadium.
Wyatt got to his feet and readied his own.
It was a challenge, he would defeat this monster then tell Kai how much he had improved.
Beyblading was a therapy for him despite it being the core reason for his mental break down.
He slowly got to his feet and stood on the other side of the "dish" and readied his new blue Beyblade and launched it into the stadium.
It roared out and there was a flash of light.
Above him was a black horse with red eyes.
"A...BITBEAST" he said shocked.
He looked down as its Beyblade, it was completely white apart from a black weight disk.
He saw it charge at his own slamming it to the side.
It was brutal.
He tried directing his blade but it was faster.
The figure roared again and the Beyblade lit up with yellow light and snow consumed Wyatt's Beyblade.
He tried to shake the snow off but it was starting to slow him down a little.
"AFTER HIM!" Wyatt shouted.
The snow continued to cover his blade and they connected sending sparks over the floor before they backed away and charged again but it seemed to Wyatt like the Pumpkin headed Blader was only toying with him and he was of course correct.
"Don't back down, give it your all!" Wyatt shouted.
He was stronger, he could win, he would win.
It looked like he would win, the horse stayed still above the battle watching it before the Pumpkin headed Blader roared again and the horse let out a chilling sound and wind blew inwards from Wyatt's right with a ton of ice and snow slamming into his Beyblade, the Beyblade of the Pumpkin head charged into his sending it right into the wall of snow where it stopped.
The Pumpkin headed Blader raised its right hand upwards and the horse vanished into the Beyblade, it flew up to its hand and caught it.
Wyatt stared at the figure as it approached.
He picked up his Blade and attempted to run but a wall of wind, ice and snow which was thicker than before stopped him.
"Gah, wha...what is this?" Wyatt asked turning to face the figure who was right in front.
He lashed out punching the chest but the figure wasn't effected.
It raised its right hand and Wyatt tried to dodge but he was caught with its left hand.
Its hand rested on the top of his head and then a funny feeling started down from his scalp, down his arms, chest and legs before he was fully engulfed.
He was terrified and frozen.
Out of nowhere he felt ice cold, it circulated through his veins and he felt tired, the last thing he knew his eyes dropped closed.
His corpse fell to the floor slumping down.
The next feeling he felt was being bound, it was pitch black and cold, he couldn't see or hear anything.
Wyatt realized he couldn't breath and began to panic before realizing he didn't need to.
"H...hello?" he called out, he had a feeling he was being watched but he wasn't sure from where, it almost felt like all around.
Wyatt's body rose to its feet.
It learned to gain control of its first victim and poke through Wyatt's head.
Learning to control wasn't hard and set Wyatt off in search of the one called Kai.
"That follows our urgent weather bulletin, now back to the scheduled programming."
"Finally," Tyson exclaimed.
"It's getting heavier," Max said looking out of the window.
By this time Kenny and Ray got up from the sofa to look out and they gasped, it was far deeper than it normally would be.
"Guys...I don't think this is normal freak weather" Ray said looking back at them.
"It'll pass, the movie is on."
"Tyson, something serious is going on" Max said.
Kai joined the three at the window and put his hand on the glass before pulling it away gasping.
"It's far colder than it gets in Russia."
"So it's an extreme freak snow storm, shut up," Tyson said not looking away from the movie.
The snow must have been about four feet deep and it was getting deeper.
"I'm sorry, the snows too deep to go further, we're getting buried here," the drive said looking back at the four in the cab.
"Looks like we wont be seeing Kai for a while," Bryan said folding his arms.
"We're gonna walk it," Tala said.
"W...walk it?" Ian asked.
"Weather gets like this in Russia."
"I know but I'm so warm now," he said.
"We walk."
Tala paid the driver and with strength they opened the doors and the four boys got out.
Instantly they were disorientated and split up walking different directions.
"TALA, BRYAN, SPENCER!" Ian yelled into the blizzard, there was no response, it was so thick, he tried to find the car again but it was impossible, he was already totally lost, it was up to his knees.
"HEY, ANYONE OUT THERE?" he shouted trying to walk as much as he could totally lost before a figure came over, he looked ice cold, snow and ice clinging to his brown hair, his eyes looked empty.
"Wh...who are you?"
The figure stopped and came closer to him.
"Stay back, I'm armed with a Beyblade" he said pulling out Wyborg.
The brown haired male wore a long brown coat and approached him oddly.
"You okay?" Ian asked.
He didn't respond and backed up slightly before the male lunged at him and wrapped his hand right around Ian's left arm.
Author notes
Beywriter: Here's a Halloween one for you, a little unconventional but I think you might enjoy!
Ray: A story of horror lies before you, a review would be nice?
Story- Beywriter
Editor- Lirin Sama