-1Chapter 2: Chemical G

Byakko Isil: Well everyone I hope you liked Ch.1! This chappie is a bit shorter but we're almost to the good stuff.

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The next morning dawned bright and early- right into Tyson's eyes. Everyone got up to get ready for the meeting with BEGA. They trudged out their building still half asleep, but at BEGA Boris and his selected bladers had been awake for hours. Boris was putting the final touches on his plan and it was a diabolical one at that…

"At attention!" yelled Boris at the half dozen teens in front of him.

"Yes sir!" came the reply.

Now each of you will proceed to Ming-Ming when you are called. You will then receive a shot. This shot will make you immune to the gas I will release into the conference room." Boris informed them.

"But sir-" a girl spoke up. "I thought these were peaceful negotiations that-" Boris slapped her.

"Shut up you silly girl! The easiest way to get these BBA sympathizers off our backs is through my plan. BEGA is the future of beyblade and no one must stand in our way! This chemical is a slight amnesiac. So by the time they regain their right state of mind, they will be powerless to stop us. My scientists assure me that this Geoamnesiastigmatic gas will wear off in roughly a weeks time and by then our hold on beyblade will be complete! Ming-Ming proceed with the shots."

"Yes sir." Ming-Ming replied and began calling names.

Meanwhile the Bladebreakers accompanied by Alex, Mimi, Hilary, Mr. &Mrs. Tate, Tyson's grandfather, and Mr. Dickenson were sitting in Mc. Donald's eating breakfast.

"Max do you have to put mustard on everything?" Hilary asked as Max squirted mustard on his third breakfast burrito. "Alex, has he always had a fetish for mustard ?" she asked.

"Yeah, for as long as I can remember anyway. When we were little I used to say it was because mustard was the same color as his mom's hair but later it made him sad if I mentioned he so I stopped." Alex explained. Max chewed on his breakfast burrito glumly. He swallowed.

"Sorry about that Alex" Max apologized.

" It's okay" Alex replied. Max downed a fourth burrito.

"We should go or we'll be late." Mr. Dickenson called from the other table.

"Just another minute Mr. Dickenson." Tyson called taking what seemed like his first breath in ages since he had been too busy eating to talk or even breath. " I've still got to eat this!" he was on his fourth breakfast platter and was pointing at a fifth.

" Tyson!" Rei shook his head at the walking garbage disposal.

Twenty minutes later after making their way through the crowd, the Bladebreakers and BEGA bladers were glaring at each other across the table. And the "compromising" began.

Silently a colorless scentless gas crept through the air ducts and filled the lungs of everyone present. BEGA knew it was coming, what they didn't know was that when it comes to containers of experimental gas and scientists who are living on coffee and 2 hours sleep, mistakes can happen.Boris was soon to regret the whole plan (no really I mean it!) and the scientist in question would soon be sitting in line at the genius scientist unemployment office.

An "agreement" was reached that a tournament would be held beginning the next day between only the parties present to settle the beyblade dispute. (Of course Boris expected the Bladebreakers to forget because of the gas and forfeit.)But both parties unanimously agreed the next day to postpone it to a later date. But what a show that would have been…

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