Unfortunately, I can't write battle scenes, for beyblade or otherwise. Er...and this chapter is basically all battle. Shame.
Does this remind anyone of Kai and Tyson's final beybattle in G-Rev? Cough cough...
Chapter 4: Finale
Tyson, breathing heavily now, glared across the stadium at Kai.
Kai was in the same shape but there was a grin across his face. 'Y-you may have...a better metal than me, T-ty.' He gasped, 'but I-I'm still going to beat you!'
Tyson closed his eyes and gathered his energy. He'd won the first round but Kai had come back and won the second. Dragoon and I can do this. We can do this!
'Ok, people, we may have to call it a day!'
Kai and Tyson both looked up as one as that rang out from the loudspeaker.
'Seems these two are doing a great job destroying the stadium, so we'll finish this battle next week while we wait for repairs to be done!'
Kai and Tyson both looked around in shock, neither had noticed anything other than the match.
'They want us to stop.' Tyson said, dumbfounded. 'Now?!'
'No way. I'm not stopping.' Kai said, giving the referee a meaningful glare.
'Neither am I!'
And they continued on, though the force of the two beyblades colliding was causing the entire stadium to tremble. Beams creaked menacingly far above their heads and cracks appeared in the floor of the stadium.
Liam's sword came down and Savoya couldn't dodge, she had no choice but to bring her sword up to defend.
It held for a moment and then with a snap that sickened her, it broke. Liam's sword kept coming and sliced across her shoulder and down.
With a laugh he skipped away, observing her from the other side of the field. 'You know, you're not bad.' He said nonchalantly. 'Shame about your crappy sword though.'
'It's not crappy!' Savoya shot back, her hand pressed to her badly bleeding wound.
'No. It's not.' He amended. 'You know, if you were going to compete again I'd lend you one of my family's swords, so we could fight properly.' He shrugged. 'But I guess this is your last tournament? Shame.'
'Grr..' Savoya glared at him, tears in her eyes. She still held half of her sword in her free hand.
Liam gestured to the referee. 'Alright, this fight is over.' He said.
The referee raised his hand to declare the winner when Savoya shouted, 'WAIT! I never forfeited.' She growled, her eyes glowing.
'You're swords broken. You can't fight.'
'This fight isn't over til I say it's over!' and she lunged at Liam with her broken sword, scoring a shallow line across his chest.
'Damn it, woman! Fine, but remember, you're making me do this!' and Liam rejoined the battle, intent on ending it quickly.
There was a rumble from above, loud enough that Kai and Tyson looked up from their battle.
The stadium was in ruins and everyone else had long gone. They were both covered in dirt and scratches, their clothes torn, their beyblades barely holding up. But they were holding up.
'Getting dangerous.' Tyson muttered, looking up at the roof suspiciously.
'We'll be finished soon.' Kai managed to get out.
'Hm. Yeah, you're almost toast.' Tyson grinned, though he was in as bad a shape as Kai was.
'D-damn it, just give up already!' Liam shouted.
Savoya forced a grin to her mouth, one hand pressed desperately to the very deep wound in her gut. 'N-no way. I h-have to win.' She gasped. 'T-this is my last chance...' she stumbled onto one knee and saw for the first time how much blood was staining the stage floor.
And it's all mine... she thought vaguely, her mind foggy. 'Can't stop.' She gasped to herself as she struggled to her feet.
'Damn it, ref, just call the match off, look at her!'
The referee gave him a dark look. 'She's not dead or unconscious, nor has anyone forfeited. The match goes on.'
Liam ran lightly across the slippery stage and bashed the hilt of his sword into Savoya's temple.
She collapsed, gasping.
Liam sighed. 'There.'
The referee started counting.
'I-I'm not out yet...' she murmured, slurring, struggling up on her hands and knees. Blood was pouring freely from her wounds now, her hands occupied with pushing to her feet.
'For crying out loud!' he bashed her again, harder this time.
She collapsed, a moan escaping from her lips.
The referee restarted his counting.
1
2
3
There was no movement from Savoya and Liam moved over to her, placing a foot lightly on her back.
4
5
She opened her eyes and started struggling. For some reason she was crying.
6
7
Liam increased the pressure on her back.
8
...
'N-no...'
9
'I-I can't...'
10
Kai dodged as with a scream that should never come from metal beams, the support beams holding up the roof twisted and fell. Rubble came raining down with them.
Kai, never forgetting Dranzer, dived towards his beyblade. Over on the other side, Tyson was doing the same.
Damn! I guess that's what happens when two beyblades made of such strong metals go all out...
It was so dark and he was running blind, sharp bits of rock and glass falling on him.
Not all the beams are down...I still have time...just a little further...