A/N well, here is the next addition! And have any of you seen Avengers? It's awesome! I saw it twice :D now…enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing…except my Dragoon!
The two teams were in the middle of an important discussion when Tyson ran in.
"You guys! You guys! Its here!" the teen raced into the office, slamming the door behind him.
Rei and Bryan looked mad, Ian and Max were staring each other down, and Kenny was typing some data into his computer. Tala and Kai were arguing in Russian, but the redhead looked up when Tyson ran in.
His light blue eyes lit up with excitement as he jumped out of hit seat, knocking down Kai.
"Yes! The limited edition!" both boys laughed, fist-pumped, and looked at the black case Tyson was holding.
"What was so urgent, Granger, that you had to interrupt us?" Bryan spat, helping Kai up.
"Don't be like that, Bry! It's the Labyrinth!" Tala beamed, his eyes sparkling.
"It's the hottest new video game of the year, and some guys named Michael Hoffman and Cato Lucian created it!" Tyson added, smiling widely.
"Do we care?" Kai remarked coldly, closing his eyes.
"Well, lets go play it!" Max bounded up, looking excited.
"Well…" Rei hesitated, looking at Kai, but then nodded after a few seconds.
"Alright. I am getting tired of this discussion anyway."
"Ok, whatever." Ian grumbled, sliding off of his seat and ambling next to the door.
"Sorry I'm late guys, I had to—and where are you going?" Hilary appeared at the doorway, her cheeks flushed and her hair still blowing in the wind.
"To play an awepic video game, Hils! You in?" Tyson questioned.
"Yeah, I guess so…"
Kai grunted as he stood up.
"Lets go to my mansion."
The two teams walked outside in the evening breeze, watching the sun slowly begin to fade.
Soft shades of pink, purple, and orange reflected off of glass windows as the group walked to Kai's gigantic place.
When they stepped inside, Tala and Tyson made a run to see who got the best video game controller.
Tala won, because he tripped Tyson two seconds into the race.
"Oh, Tyson." Hilary sighed, rather fondly, as the bluenette picked him off of the ground and took off again.
"OI! Ivanov! Wait up!" He yelled as he dashed through the halls.
As soon as Tala entered the game room, he snatched the new controller from the table and switched on the TV.
Sitting on the comfy blue sofa, he watched as Tyson slipped in the disk and gabbed the other, beat up controller.
Kai's pet cat, Buttercup, howled and extended a claw in his direction before slinking off.
"Thanks, man." Tyson grumbled, but his attention was fixed on the screen, as it was still loading the game.
"Sweet mansion!" Rei remarked as the rest of the teams walked over the threshold.
"Wow, this thing sucks!" Tala narrowed his eyes at the blank TV.
"Hey, this is supposed to be a good edition!" Tyson tried to defend himself.
"Ok, guys, show us this supposedly awesome game before Kai gets pissed and kills you." Bryan snapped.
Kai did look mad, but Hilary smiled shyly at him, and the fire burning in his crimson eyes dimmed a bit.
"Ugh! Why wont it load?" Tala growled, smacking his controller as Tyson got up and returned with a soda.
"Give me the box." He commanded, and the Russian chucked it at him.
"Now lets see…" the Dragoon wielder mused to himself, his chocolate brown eyes quickly scanning over the words.
Kai rolled his eyes; sure that Tyson was never going to find how to start the game, and rubbed Buttercup's back.
"Well, if it doest load, I am supposed to peel back the cover—" he did so, frowning a bit "—and then I should—OH!" the boy split down the middle with a big crack, and the TV flickered to life.
"Huh, that's…odd." Kai thought to himself, narrowing his eyes at the screen.
Why would the TV turn on when the game box broke?
"Yes!"
"Oh yeah!" Tyson tossed the box to the side as a bar popped onto the screen.
Kai caught it, and turned it over in his hands, frowning.
"Oh, finally, it's loading!" Hilary cheered, probably glad that the two wouldn't keep arguing.
Kenny looked at Kai, and it was clear they were thinking the same thing: what was with this weird game?
"Hey, this is like a game I have seen before!" Spencer suddenly said, looking at Ian.
"Oh yeah…the one that the Terrence guy was playing!" Ian said.
On the TV, the bar filled up a quarter with a glowing gray light that seemed to pulse with energy.
"But then he went missing…" the tall blonde frowned, thinking hard.
"It was the night he got the game…it wouldn't load, and so we both left." Ian told the bladers, who were all looking at him, worriedly.
Tala and Tyson were the only two not paying attention; they were fighting over the sofa seats now.
"After that, we never saw him…" Ian looked at the ground.
"He called us once, an hour or two after we left. He said the box split, and the game worked. His connection was terrible, but he mentioned a strange, gray—"
"Glowing light that seemed to pulse and writhe?" Kai cut in sharply.
Ian stopped talking, and nodded, puzzled.
"But how do you—" Kai pointed to the screen, and Rei and Max gasped.
The bar was almost full of the strange gray light, and Tyson and Tala stopped arguing when they noticed the silence.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Tala asked, his icy blue eyes locking with Kai's.
"Something about this game…is not right." Kai finally said.
"Yeah, lets take it out." Hilary quickly added, her ruby eyes shining with fear.
Tyson shrugged.
"Ok, where is the off button…" he looked around until his fingers found a small red button.
Kai was on alert now; he had never seen that glowing red knob before.
"Tyson, don't—" the slate-haired blader started to say, but the deed was done.
The gloved hand pushed the button, and the gray bar loaded completely.
For a second, there was silence, and then an explosion.
White-hot light filled the room, and then faded.
The cat looked up, and meowed.
The room was empty.
No one was to be seen.
The TV glowed, and a picture of a giant maze filled the screen.
The Labyrinth flashed across.
The cat licked its paw, ignoring it.
~~~~Somewhere else~~~~
Boris laughed evilly, and flipped a switch on the remote he was holding.
In a second, dozens of screens flickered to life, on every wall, the ceilings—everywhere.
And Boris could follow the teams' progress whenever he wanted to.
Now, he was in control.
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