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Chapter 03
The Final Blow
In a dark Shady room stood a tall man wearing a cloak. He was standing near the window, gazing at the scene outside. It was 4am in the morning and the air felt undeniably heavy and moist.
The man's name was Katashi. No one knew who he was. The people of Tokyo don't have time, even for themselves…..so let alone pay any attention to the mysterious figure that dons a hooded cloak and walks barefooted. Even the owner of room didn't bother, but that might be because he was too sleepy when the tenant approached him. The owner did however notice his bare feet. He shrugged it off thinking his eyes might be playing with him.
Katashi didn't mind, because for the time being he wants to keep a low profile. While physically he was there, mentally he was somewhere else. He was reminiscing in his past, when all of sudden he felt a draft, breaking his thoughts.
"Master" a quiet voice trailed in a room
Katashi tilted his head slightly to let him know he was listening.
"I have done all the work you order me to do master" the smaller figure wearing the identical set of robes reported" I collected all the information regarding Lady Catherine and her daughter"
Then he added a question" Should I tell you right now or later master?"
Still no answer. Then Katashi finally spoke
"Shiro"
"Yes master?"
"Do you ever get a feeling that today is going to be a good day on any other day?"
"Master I always have that feeling"
"How come?"
"By serving you master….for me every day is a good day as long as I am with you"
Katashi turned his head to spare a glance towards his servant, who was right now kneeling in the floor.
"I am touched by that Shiro"
He then turned his gaze back towards window.
"I get a feeling that today is going to be a good day" Katashi murmured" And forecast for today is…stormy"
"Really?"Shiro asked curiously
Katashi turned his back towards the window and walked out of the room. While doing so, he spoke
"Stormy days have always proved good for me"

Hilary ran towards the dojo fast, clutching the rolled up chart paper in her hand. She was anxious to reach there well before time, because she wanted the boys to show the new training schedule she procured. And procured she did all by herself, even Kenny didn't help. At this Hilary couldn't help feeling proud of herself.
Finally she made it. She went inside and found the kitchen light open. Upon entering she found Ray busily making pancakes. The neko-jin looked up from the task due to his sensitive hearing and smiled at the person.
"Hey hils"
"hey Ray" Hilary smiled back, sitting on a chair" where is everyone else?"
"Nowhere just having a bit of lie-in…with the exception of Kai" Ray replied " they might be coming around, you know"
"Right" Hilary said" you need any help in making breakfast?"
"Well….." Ray looked around, and found the basket of oranges on the countertop" you can start making juice"
Together they worked in companionable silence. Every once a while they would have small talks originating about beyblade and food.
After 15 minutes did Max and Tyson entered, with drowsy and puffy eyelids. They greeted Hilary sleepily. While they were eating breakfast, Kenny arrived right on cue giving hasty excuses of being late. Max shrugged it off by saying
"It's alright chief, you are right on time….in fact I was going to say Hilary was kind of early"
"Yeah, I was going to ask the same thing from you" Ray said" what bought you so early? Not that I mind cause I got help in kitchen…"
"Of course you don't" Hilary giggled. She tucked a lock behind her ear and started to speak, bringing the chart paper on the table as well.
"Well since the day you guys told me you were going to battle with the' Chikara'….i have been working hard in making a new training schedule ever since…."
"Oh please…not another dummy training schedule" Tyson groaned
"It's not dummy" Hilary scolded "My training schedules are never like that…."
"Whatever" Tyson yawned
Hilary felt a sudden urge to snap and possibly slap him too, but she refrained from it. For she knew it was best not to argue with Tyson in the morning. Experience taught her that much. She then turned her attention towards Ray, Max and Kenny.
"I made it on the basis of information regarding their data…"
"Really?" Kenny asked impressed, taking the chart paper and unrolling it to study it. Max and Ray looked over the shoulders of Kenny to study it too. Meanwhile Tyson was licking the syrup from the fork, not bothering himself. He knew in his brain that he really should have a look at it, but some biased part of him didn't want to acknowledge Hilary. She doesn't beyblade but her analytical skills regarding it were improving so much.
"I am going to freshen up" Tyson announced loudly, leaving the kitchen. Hilary saw him go. A small part of her felt hurt by his gesture.
'What's his problem?'
"This is great Hilary" Kenny proclaimed "you made it even better than me"
"You really think so?"
"Yeah Kenny is right…it explains everything" Ray said
Hilary smiled and said" I hope it works out too…you know"
"It will…don't worry" Max assured her
Just then Kai entered. After all this time, Hilary always felt a surge of excitement whenever she sees him. Nevertheless it didn't stop her from saying hello.
"Good morning Kai"
Kai didn't reply but he turned his smoldering gaze towards her, nodding his head a little in greeting.
"Well people I don't think we need a new training schedule now that Hilary has seen to it" Kenny spoke" Good Job Hilary"
"Thanks Chief" Hilary beamed at him, blushing lightly.
Kai fetched the apple from the fruit basket and came towards the table. Without a word, he took the chart paper and went outside the kitchen. While leaving he spoke
"Start doing the warm ups"
"He is not going to torn that paper….will he?" Hilary asked nervously, thinking that the captain didn't like her intrusion.
"Nah….Kai is more honorable than that" Ray said
"Huh?"
"He just needs a quiet place when it comes to reading" Max explained.
"Oh"

Light grey clouds with streaks of black covered the sky. It seem like it was finally going to rain in the city. While people were happy at this change, the inhabitants of dojo failed to notice this because they were busy training.
The training schedule which Hilary came up with proved to be helpful, but the boys were still facing difficulty. They were trying a new technique of "Rotating the beyblade the opposite way". In this technique, they will have to spin the beyblade the other way than their normal rotation. The chief explained that by adopting this method and using it occasionally, the beyblade will able to spin a little longer. Plus it will give them more speed and power. A trademark technique of 'The Chikara', as chief recalls it.
Mastering it was becoming a menace. Tempers were running high and the moist in the air wasn't helping much.
"Arghh" Tyson let out a cry of frustration "This is getting out of hand"
"I know" Max panted
"Come on guys you can do it" Hilary shouted the words of encouragement to them.
"Come on, let's give it another go" Ray said
Together the four boys fixed the beyblades in their launchers and readied themselves.
"3….2….1…Let it RIP!"
The beyblades shot like javelin and landed in ground. Due to powerful impact, Kai's and Ray's beyblades clashed with each other and landed in next door yard. While the similar thing happened to Max and Tyson too but they landed in bushes.
"I will get it" Kai said, leaving the backyard.
"Well I guess the launch was too powerful" Max stated, scratching his blond hair.
"Maybe" Ray spoke.
"I had this thing in my bag if your beyblade haven't got in my way, Max!" Tyson spoke angrily
"What?!" Max asked, surprise flitting in" what do you mean?"
"You know perfectly well what I mean" Tyson snapped "Why the heck were you launching in my area?"
"I wasn't launching in your area" Max answered back, equally angry at the blue-haired blader" you were the one that stepped on it!"
"Oh boy" Kenny breathed
Hilary sighed and went to stop the upcoming shouting match.
"Okay guys" Hilary spoke, a little sternly" break it off you too"
"Hilary" Max addressed the brunette" tell him I was standing right, he was the one that was taking my place!"
"Calm down Max" Hilary soothed him.
"How would you know you were standing right on a place?!" Tyson shouted
"Because it was according to Hilary's calculations…"
At this Tyson let out another yell of frustration, making Hilary raise her eyebrow.
"What would the wicked witch know?!"
"Tyson don't" Hilary warned him.
"You heard me" Tyson shot back" what would you know? You don't even beyblade!"
Hilary took a breath and tried to speak calmly as possible" Tyson, Max is right...you…"
Tyson cut her off" Don't bother explaining it hils! It's not your area of expertise"
"What?"
"Due to your stupid calculations we are doing it all wrong…if it weren't for you, we would already be experts by now!"
Hilary stood shock still, while Ray spoke" Tyson enough"
"No….she needs to hear this Ray! That she can't be top in everything, someone needs to tell her that spotlight will not always be given to her!"
"You know it well Tyson that was never my intention" Hilary whispered, her bottom lip trembling.
"All I know is one thing Hilary" Tyson spoke menacingly "You a just a mere tag-along, a burden, you do nothing to contribute to the team …anything you tried to do, it only creates more problems for us"
Then he added, rather harshly "you don't belong here…never did and never will"
That was the Final Blow.
Hilary looked down….she needs to get out from here, like right now. She spoke, hands shaking slightly from the emotional breakdown that was soon to overwhelm her
"You said that Kai was the heartless one….but you proved me wrong Tyson, You are actually the heartless bastard"
And with that she fled.
"Hilary wait!"
"Come back!"
But she didn't.

Hilary went, running towards park. Her vision slightly became blurry because of hot tears that were threatening to escape. As she ran, she caught curious glances of by-standers, wondering what must have be-fallen on girl?
'No' Hilary thought fiercely 'I mustn't break down, not now'
At long last she reached the park. There she took the west turn towards the thick forest. After running into greenish hue for 15 minutes, a small clearing emerged, that was surrounded by trees. In one corner of it, some heavy natural boulders were kept. Hilary was exhausted and let out a harsh sigh. She then dragged her feet towards the boulders, slumped on them and began to cry bitterly.
Hilary was seven years old when she discovered this clearing. It all happened on a bright sunny day, when her mother bought her to the park to play football. For Hilary this was like a rare treat. She didn't often get to play with her mother, because she was working all the time. First killing hours as a secretary in some small company and then coming home to do free lancing. Hilary always saw her exhausted. At the end of the day, when she would finally be free, she would tiredly ask Hilary, how was school? Did she learn something new? Then Hilary would babble about her day. Her mother would listen with droopy eyelids and a dreamy smile. When Hilary would finish, she would praise her for being such a good girl and would give a gentle kiss on her forehead. Sometimes she was found swimming in a pool of fatigue that she would sleep right in the middle of conversation. Hilary would look sadly at her mother. She would then bring a blanket and covered her mother with it.
"Goodnight mama" Hilary would mumble, kissing lightly on her mother's cheek
"Goodnight, love"
From that day, Hilary kept her day recount short, so that she doesn't feel pathetic and spare her mother from feeling guilty as well. In some ways Hilary became more mature than her age.
So here they were now, bonding their mother-daughter relationship. Her mother was teaching her the tactics of football.
"You got to apply the right amount of force. Not too much, so you don't lose your balance while kicking it, you got that Hilary dear?"
"Yes mama"
"Now show me"
Hilary obediently placed the football near her feet. She swung her leg backwards and bought it swishing forward towards the ball. The ball went pelting in the air with a graceful arc and landed in the forest.
"Nice move, Hilary" Her mother appraised her.
"Really?"
"Really" her mother beamed back" Now go fetch that ball"
"Yes mama"
And that's how she discovered that clearing. The ball was in the middle of it. As she went there, Hilary became mesmerized by it. The cool black color of boulders. The fuzzy green patches covering it. A ring of yellow buttercup flowers circling around it. And the soft damp smell of ferns and ground. It really was calming.
That clearing became her special place. Hilary would play there numerous times, all by herself. It was a place where she let her imagination went wild. It was a secret. Hilary didn't confide this secret to her mother as well, because she felt, she should keep this information to herself. It later became her sanctuary. Whenever she would feel sad, she would come running here and would cry her heart out.

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