Note: Read a really good fic yesturday, but it had Rosebladers, a group, in it. I'm sorry if she'll be mad at me since her fic was on there first. but I swear I didn't know. So if you have a problem with it let me know and I will change the name. But I'm gonna use it if it's alright.

Anyway the chapter's about the other teams and how they are dealing with the new members.

Oh and in a review, someone wrote that they were confused thinking Ice was Tala. So I thought I'd let you know that Ice wasn't Tala though he's almost exactly like him. See he's my lil sisters idea and she begged me to use him and being the nice person I am I did. So here we are. I don't own beyblade.

Chapter Four: This is my new TEAM?

Tala stood in front of the house along with Bryan, Ian and Spencer. Thanks to them he was freezing outside waiting for the taxi to bring in their new team mates that Mr. Dickenson had assigned. Kat, Daichi, and Taylor. One annoying monkey and two weak girls, wonderful. It was bad enough losing Kai when Mr. Dickenson informed him that the Bladebreakers would have to get back togather and Kai agreed, he was hoping that the BBA team would make up for it but no, he was stuck with three rift rafts. What were the Blitzkrig boys coming too?

He looked over at the three other boys. Spencer was now a gentle giant, Bryan was an antisocial idiot, and Ian grew up. He chuckled to himself, they had all changed when they were finally releashed from Boris clutches. Ian had changed the most though, he wasn't the big nosed kid anymore. He was actually taller than Tala himself with Kai's muscle and Bryan's cool attitude. He had wavy long hair with those same maroon eyes. He was wearing a long black pants with a black green day shirt, the one with the green grenade and red name underneath. Not under Boris's fingers for so long, he was actually adapting well to society because unlike him the rest of the former Demolition Boys were sill healing old wounds.

"There here," commented Spencer when the taxi drove up. He flinched when Daichi was literally kicked out on the side walk. Spencer couldn't help noticing how annyoining he was gonna be. The next one to get out was the gril who had kicked Daichi to the road. He thought Ian liked black, but this girl to it to a whole new level. She had on a black coker with pithc black paints and a black jacket over her black tank top. It was like the cold Russian air didn't effect her at all as it danced around her black hair. To his surpirse she didn't show any emotion at all except annoyance.

The next girl out was wearing a pink scarf and hat. Her hair was pitch black and she had light brown eyes with a wonderfull smile. Spencer couldn't help smirking when he saw Bryan actually stand, gasp, and stare from his leaning position agaisnt the wall. Of course he covered it up with in the next second, but Spencer saw it. Maybe he could play matchmaker, he thought as the girl paid the cab and it drove off.

"Ow, why did you kick me out of the car?" Dacihi asked rubbing his head.

"You deserved it you little creep," hissed the girl in black. Walking up the stairs to the house she stood in front of Tala. "So you gonna tell me where the hell I'm suppose to put my stuff?" Her voice was bored and cold, Tala didn't like it at all. She was gonna end up being trouble.

"She better learn her place," Tala thought before speaking. "Look bitch, watch your mouth and who your talking to. I'm Tala your captain and you will do what I say. You can put your stuff inside the living room than I won't you outside in the back yard ready for pratice. All of you," Tala added before walking off the porch through the gate leading to the back.

The girl didn't even bat an eye, but went inside putting her stuff down. "We'll see how well you can tame me oh captian," she thought.

Daichi walked up to Ian and eyed him suspiciously. "Your not part of the Blitzkrieg boys," he voiced. "What are you doing here?"

"I am apart of this team and have been for three years," Ian hissed looking down. "So why don't you go put up your stuff."

"Ha, I bet your just the extra member of the team. You know the one so Tala can go to the tournament," Daichi called over his shoulder walking inside. "Oh cool, is that the new GreenDay cd?" (Crack.) Ian moved inside and saw his cd lying in the floor broken. "Why you little..."

"Get back here!" (crash) "Don't touch that you brat!"

The last three teen's glanced at each other as the heard the Russian swearing and running after Daich. "Hi, my names Kat," the two Russians looked at the smiling girl. "Forgive my sister, she's just in one of her moods that happen often, unfortunatly," she held out a hand.

"Spencer," the big Russian took the hand. He glanced at Bryan who was looking like he was in the prescnece of an angel. "He's Bryan," Spencer jerked his head over his shoulder at the teen.

"Nice to meet you," the girl grinned. Spencer was happy at least one of them were normal as they made their way into the house to hopefully stop Ian from killing Daichi.

Micheal walked around the villiage leading his team, they had been looking for any signs of the White Tigers but had come up empty. He had asked some of the villagers but most walked away muttering something about obscene teens and disrespectful youngsters. The others he couldn't understand.

"Hey Micheal,"called Lee running up to them. The White Tigers not far behind.

"Lee, how's it going," Micheal shook the lion's hand.

"Well actually. Did you have to give Max up too?" he asked noticing the blonde American wasn't with them.

"Yeah," Micheal sighed regreatfully. "So, um where will we be staying?" He looked around, Judy had given them money but there didn't seem to be any hotels in the small Chinese villiage.

"Well, you and Emily can stay at my place, Rick with Kevin, and Eddie with Gary." The others agreed and followed their respected hosts. Miriah stood opposite of Lee as they made their way toward the house she shared with Lee. She was not happy to the idea of sharing a room with Emily made her very angry. She was sure she was after her Rei-Rei.

She sent the girl a glare and stuck her toungue out. She was a little suprised when Emily glared back as they walked. The nerve! "If that bitch wants to start something, fine with me," Miriah thought. If Emily wanted to be the mouse fine, Miriah could easily play the cat. She looked at Emily, "Oh yeah," she thought, "She is so gonna pay for looking at MY Rei."

Johnny, Oliver, Enrique and Robert stood outside the German castle waiting for the limozine to pull up with their guests. They had all been pulled out of retirement to play in the upcoming tournament. It was nearly 8'o clock when the limo showed up with the Saint Sheilds. Robert was the only one to hold in a gasp as they crawled out in their traditonal tribal clothing with sacks of clothes on their backs. They were expected to blade with barbaric tribal people?

The four noticed the gaze, but didn't show it. From the looks of the house they were rich, but why should they care? A duel haired teen walked forward and placed out a hand, which a suprised Robert that it was clean, shook. "My names Ozuma, leader of the Saint Sheilds. The girl is Mariam, her brother Joseph and Dunga create this team." He politly introduced each team member pointing to ever one of them.

"My name's Robert," the purple haired German stated. "The one with green hair is the Frenchman, Oliver. Enrique is the blonde Italian and Johnny is the red haired Scot." Robert gustered to each member in turn. "Please, allow James to take the bags to your rooms." A butler came behind the teens picking up the small bags.

The Majestic's led the 4 tired villiage bladers through the maze.

"It's a beautiful house," commented Mariam just for the sake of saying something. The boys were awefullly quit and it was just a little unnerving.

"Yeah," snorted Dunga,"If you like rich snobby castles."

"Dunga!" Everyone turned to Mariam who faced down the big teen. "That was mean and cruel, apoligize you big hairy ape!"

"Why should I? We shouldn't even be here with these stuck up rich nosed idiots," he hissed. "The red heads been staring at us like were nothing but trash, but we're better than any of these scums."

"Why you..." Johnny pulled out his laucher. "I'll show you some manners."

"No," Robert cut in, "Johnny that was highly uncouth." He turned to Ozuma, "Please forgive Johnny of his barbaric behavior."

Ozuma frowned. Dunga had just insulted him and he was acting like Johnny was barbaric, or maybe he was trying to say that they were excused from Dunga because they weren't "civilized". "Beybattle me Robert," he asked the German.

"Excuse me," the former world champion asked.

"I said beybattle me. As the host I do belive it is your job to keep your guests satisfied. My village is one of the oldest and most sacred there is. A long time ago the bitbeast helped to create the land and regulate the weather. Some men however, captured the beasts of water, fire, earth, and wind or Draciel, Dranzer, Drigger, and Dragoon. It was our ancestors who captured these beasts and sealed them in rocks before they could be used to bring harm. Two years ago my team helped the Bladebreakers defeat team Psychics with the hope of stealing their bitbest. We all have beaten each of the Bladebreakers," he paused seeing the raised eyebrows of the Europeans.

"Except Dunga, he could only tie against Kai," Mariam spoke looking up at the giant who scowled.

"We sealed Drigger into a rock until Rei called him back because of the strength of their bond. They proved to us that each of the Bladebreakers could deal with the responsibility and use it well, however it is our job to make sure they don't get out of line and use them for harm instead of good," Ozuma finished the explanation. "So I would appreciate it if you would leave my team alone. We are just as civialized as you."

Robert and the others looked at the Saint Sheilds with new found respect. They had heard of the bitbeast being real before and to think that it was Ozuma and his team that held the responsibility of keeping balance was suprising. "Of course, forgive me if I made the mistake of underestimating you and that we did conduct ourselves with the air of being better than our guests," Robert caught himself. "I do not wish to battle you now Ozuma, it is late. Prehaps we can start anew?"

The Saint Sheilds smilled at the understanding along with the Majestics as they nodded. This would hopefully be the last quarl for their newfound team.

Brooklyn stood near Garland as they waited in the park for the Psychics. Ming Ming was sitting on a bench talking with Crusher and Mystel had wondered off but was sure to be close. Brooklyn himself didn't know why he was here. The other team was late, it was the planes fault, he was sure of it.

"Hey," a voice called as four kids in torn clothing ran down the hill to meet them. "Sorry we're late, the plane was behind schedule."

"I was right," Brooklyn thought smilling.

"Why are your clothes so dirty and torn?" Ming Ming asked. Garland felt like slapping her, they didn't even know the other teammembers name yet and here she was acting like she was the fashion police.

"Oh," the red haired girl smilled. "We just flew in from South America teaching the kids in a poor villiage how to blade. You see, we travel the world learning new techniques and teaching others to blade. Sometimes the clothes we own can take a huge beating," she smilled. "That's one reason why I can't wait to hit the mall."

"That is so sweet," said Ming Ming as she dragged the girl off to talk.

"Forgive Ming Ming, she lives in her own little world," Garland apoligized.

"Don't worry about it. My names Kane, this is Goki, and this is Jem. The girl's Salima," Kane smilled saying her name.

"She's your girl friend too," Jem teased giving the blue haired Kane a red face. The boys laughed and Brooklyn inched away disapperring in the night as they begin to talk about whatever guys talk about.

"GRUMBLE," Goki's stomach growled and he covered it with a palm grinning. "Opps, guess I'm a little hungry."

Everyone was laughing when Garland led the way toward the nearest decent resturant.

Okay, sorry it took so long and sorry this is a bad chapter but you have to realize how boring this was and how hard it was for me to write this. I can't do boring stuff.

Anyway I've already written the next chapter and should have it up by tommorow.

PLEASE REVEIW...FLAMES ALWAYS WELCOME...IDEAS FOR MIRIAH PLEASE...I NEEED A LIFE...BYE!