Disclaimer: I have no authorization as to the ownership of beyblade, or anything under copyright that is mentioned below. Also, the song "Haunted" belongs to Evanescence.
Author's Note: This is a repost, I edited all this stuff just a little.
Gone
Chapter Six
Distant Storm
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Zoe cautiously approached the team room. No one was there, but she could at least check out the standings so far. It was the middle of the second battle. And as far as one could tell, they were pretty decently matched out there. Looking at the television screen, she saw the cameras occasionally show a viewing of Voltaire or Boris. Regardless, her eyes still narrowed when they appeared on the television screen.
"Alright, I can live with this." Zoe smiled. "I knew Meriah would win. That training was definitely useful." Glancing again at the current beybattle, she noticed the strain that Hilary was under. By looking in the guy's eyes, Zoe could tell that he was basically able to freak people out with premonitions of their loved ones. Like Tyson.
Zoe drew out her cell phone. This three out of five battle was going to be made longer than it should, if Hilary didn't get it together. Dialing Meriam, she tapped her fingers on the wooden table before sitting on the red leather couch facing the television.
"Can this wait?" Meriam said, right as she answered.
"Tell Tyson to get his ass down on the floor. It isn't against the rules, and it will cure any issue with the premonitions she's getting from that what's his face."
"Thanks Zoe." A hand was placed over the phone. "TYSON!" She yelled, causing Hilary's eyes to become wide, and Zoe to hang up. She had done her good deed. And she would be up next to carry out the massacre.
"Mark my words," Zoe said,"There will be no fourth battle."
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When Kai had first taken a seat in between Tyson and Tala, he had felt some kind of a feeling, in the air, mind you, that had made everything feel different... yet it seemed familiar.
"Have you figured it out yet?" Tala asked him. Kai looked at him. He never mentioned anything to Tala.
"What are you talking about?" Kai asked, turning an arrogant glare at the boy into more of a demanding glare. Tala shrugged and looked to the stadium where the five minutes left of the intermission before the final battle were slowly ticking away.
"The fate of the final battle. Look around. Tell me what you see." Kai looked at him in disbelief, and a tad bit of sarcasm and pity.
"What are you now, a wise old sensei?"
"Do it. You'll be amazed."
"Amazed at what? The fact that Boris and Voltaire are around here? I already knew that. As for the final battle, that chick you freaked out about, she'll probably lose."
"You're the one who's being a loser. You and those idiots facing off in the ring."
"Hey guys," Tyson said, interrupting the beginnings of their argument, "Why didn't Hilary tell me she was a blader?"
"Why didn't you ask? She didn't want to burden you, and your screaming to her upon Meriam's request was just the thing she needed to win. And besides, she had nothing to do when you left. Everything reminded her of you, and she figured that to be close to you she should do what you loved. Beyblading is good for the soul you know."
"I guess."
Tala turned his attention away from Tyson. He'd get his answer by asking Hilary directly after the championships. He focused, yet again on Kai. "Did you do what I asked you?"
"Yeah, sure I did. And all I saw were a bunch of kids sitting here waiting impatiently for the final battle." Kai added a few choice words under his breath and the lights began to dim down to the center of the Arena. The battle was about to begin. Tala took a deep breath and looked up a Voltaire, who made his way down to the floor, but first, he stopped to face his grandson and Tala.
"Do you know about our weapon?" The old man asked.
"It doesn't scare anyone." Tala said, regardless of what Kai's actions would be in the next few moments.
"Maybe, maybe not. I'm sure Kai will like the show."
"What are you talking about?"
"Just a little memory we reconstructed and made a tad bit stronger."
"That's all that bit beast will be. A memory."
"You lie." Voltaire said. "Who's fighting in the finals? Meriam? Emily? Those incompetent fools know nothing of what power they're facing."
"Maybe, maybe not."
"That girl that was with you, Tala, you know she's afraid of tournaments."
"I know that she dislikes some things, maybe that's her reason. She's nothing of your concern." As Voltaire passed, Tala added an "As if," under his breath.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! You all know what time it is! If Glorious Revolutions wins this round, then the World Championship title is theirs! However" Hilary ran over to Jazzman and handed him a sheet of paper. He put a hand over the mic. "Are you sure you want to do this? It's risky." Hilary nodded, sure of herself. She'd then returned to her team and looked at the opposing boys with a smirk. "Alright, upon the request of Glorious Revolutions, this battle will be the final battle. Whoever wins this battle, there will be no complaints. The winner will be crowned World Champion!" The crowd cheered, and Tala clapped.
"You know Kai, this battle is going to be hell," Tala said. "So you better not blink. It might end that fast."
Kai had no chance to respond. "Now, to introduce the competitors. From Bad Karma, it's Rafael, and his bit beast... uh, well, why don't we let him tell you that." Jazzman got off of his little platform and walked over to where Rafael had stepped onto the top step of the arena. He handed him the microphone.
"My bitbeast is the best one you'll ever see, Black Dranzer!" A roar of cheers for those supporting Voltaire and Biovolt were quickly washed over by a wave of low boos. Jazzman took back the microphone and went back up to the platform.
"Now, for his challenger... uh, Hilary, girls, are you sure this is right?" Hilary once again nodded her approval. "Alright folks, give it up for..."
Zoe stood in the blackened hallway where she was to emerge when announced. She was ready to cause and uproar. A shrieking, lightning fast uproar.
"GIVE IT UP FOR ZOE CALINEZ!" Kai choked on the air in his throat. His grandfather slammed his fist on the rail, then turned and gave a smirking Tala the most ruthless glare.
Then she came out.
This was when everything got real interesting. Her long hair was down. And it displayed both colors. A reddish tinted chestnut brown, and the black streaks that no one could explain. She wore a shirt that ended above her naval, which had been pierced with a small array of slightly dangling diamonds. The shirt was a tank, and there was a cut about an inch from the top. It was yellow and black. Black in the center, then from the straps around to the back was yellow. Then there was the bottoms. Leather chaps, which covered her bottom, yet exposed the skin on the inside of her thighs. They were black as well, but had a wide yellow stripe down the outside of both legs. Her scars on her torso had been made visible, and gave her a dark tone, as though she was going to shred them. Well, she was, but that was a different story. Her dark tanned skin was radiant.
Tala looked to his teammates on the opposite side of him, who were fighting the urge to run down there. Kai finally caught his breath from being shocked to death.
The minute she walked out, the murmurs had started. Now it was becoming audible. Tala had made his way to the isle, going down to the landing where Voltaire was. He looked at Kai, who was about two rows up, and then to his team. They started chanting as well, spooking him even more.
"Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg..."
"What is the meaning of this?"
Tala looked at Voltaire.
"What do you mean?"
"You heard me."
"Oh, hang on." Tala made a bold move. Jumping over the railing, he landed on the floor, and then ran to Jazzman, stealing the surprised DJ's microphone.
"I thought we should give this girl a warm welcome and a proper introduction. I'd like to introduce Zoe Calinez, my SISTER and the one that you guys will never forget. THE ONE AND ONLY BLITZKRIEG!"
No one had ever heard the usually emotionless Biovolt Soldiers yell that loud and cheer like that. But she was, all in all, one of them.
Mr. Dickenson stared at the riot that had now formed incredulously. Never in a million years had he suspected that Zoe and Tala were brother and sister. They never acted like it to him. Maybe they were close, but nothing like this had struck him. Then there were the gashes. He'd have to ask about those. And about the 'Blitzkrieg' thing. Wow, he sure had a lot of questions.
Zoe casually made her way through the stadium. There was one instance that she stopped and stared at the Blitzkrieg Boys, causing the three others to nod to her and hold up a single fist. She pointed to them, her sign of respect, and kept going. When she finally got up to the platform upon which her battle was about to start, Tala gave back the microphone and gave his sister a hug, which she returned.
"Give 'em hell." She smiled.
"That's what I intend to do."
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Long lost words whisper slowly to me
"It's time to get this battle underway!"
Still can't find what keeps me here
"Bladers ready! Three... two... "
'I've been waiting for this moment. For as long as I can remember. This is what destiny will be. I have to do this. If I have to die trying. I'm alone now. I've been alone. Love, yeah. I loved him. No more. This is the boiling point. After this I'm starting over. I can't wait forever. No more.'
"One! Let it rip!"
When all this time I've been so hollow inside
I know you're still there
"No more!" Zoe yelled with an unheard of intensity as she launched her beyblade into the dish.
The sound of beyblades whizzing through the air was the first sound heard.
Watching me
"You think you're something special? Watch and learn what beyblade is about."
Wanting me
Her green eyes scanned the field, then took in everything around her. She then watched her beyblade slam through a mountain of rocks in the middle of the playing field. The entire dish had the same general makeup as the one for Tyson and Kai's battle, covering a square mile and being just plain rock. It was something that if you knew what you were doing you'd be all set.
I can feel you pull me down
The intensity of this moment was greater than anything. This battle, this... everything. After this, she decided, destiny had given her another shot. To do what she wanted. To break free. What would she do with it? She would think. She would do anything but stay in this town. She'd get the hell out of here and think about her future. She contemplate everything that had made her love him. She'd say not a word about anything. She knew what she had to do. And it all started and ended here.
"I have a question." said Zoe, obviously noticing the break in their all out battle. She made direct contact with his blade, only to hear the roar of black dranzer.
"No." Rafael said, glancing at her as though she were a piece of meat, "I do not fear death."
"You should. You're just killing yourself from the inside out." She sighed, then met his eyes. "You should fear death, me, hell, and the fate of your match. This isn't going to be anything like you've heard before."
"I can see fear in your eyes." She looked at him.
"No. You see the knowledge of what's to come." Looking up the girl noted something in his eyes. It was smaller before, but he was being consumed by darkness.
"What am I afraid of? You know you're going to lose."
"No." She gave him a look that reflected agony. "Do you see the marks on me? You see these lines?"
"Who couldn't. Their freaking huge."
"Exactally. Do you know what power you posses in your control?"
"Yeah. All the power I need."
"No. You, unfortunately, will be possessed by the demon inside your bit. Then you will try to attack me. You will not succeed."
"Succeed at what? This?" Using the power at his fingertips, he made the falcon launch an attack, one so low that it caught her face, on the side, close to the side of her neck. She growled fiercely. The chant grew.
Fearing you, loving you
"Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg..."
I won't let you pull me down
The next thing heard, was the terrifying shriek of a falcon. The entire room seemed to darken immediately.
"You know you stand no chance now, right? We will destroy everything left of you."
"You stand on false knowledge. You know that black dranzer was defeated by Tyson, right?"
"Who doesn't? It doesn't matter now anyway. BD is so much stronger."
"You are naive. You have no idea about this. I have defeated him before, and I will do the same now. I know what I'm doing."
Hunting you, I can smell you- alive
A demon-like smile came across Rafael's face. "Black Dranzer can smell you. It can smell your blood."
"Then what are you waiting for? I dare you. Try to kill me. Just try." Once again, the beyblades crashed. Her jade eyes pierced through his beyblade, seeing the shape of black dranzer. She then looked up to Kai, who was studying her actions closely. "Not even Kai could kill me," she said finally. "You don't scare me. And as far as what's left of me, if you take it, I'd be glad." Pausing she added, "I've learned from the past, and I don't care about the future. Take your best shot."
The black and blue beyblades clashed, causing shock waves to surge out of the collision and into the audience, making the camera screens shatter.
Your heart pounding in my head
"Take him down!" Tala yelled. Looking up to him, she did just that.
"Nitra, I summon you!" Suddenly, out of nowhere the black falcon appeared. Again. Right in front of her face. She screamed for all she was worth, out of the pain and fright that was associated with the beast. Looking down, she saw that its talons had taken a detour across her chest, and murky black blood began to rush down over her wounds. Her head was down, and her sides heaved, but she soon lifted her head as the chants grew louder. "Do you know what happens when you make me mad?" Her voice was low. Very dangerously low.
"Oh dear, I'm so very scared." She gave Rafael no chance for another attack.
Watching me, Wanting me
"The time is now. Nitra, Blitzkrieg!"
I can feel you pull me down
The cries of the crowd grew loud as a second phoenix made it's debut. The girl concentrated carefully on the blue phoenix. When she called blitzkrieg, she knew what would happen. A large amount of fire encircled the girl, who closed her eyes, and then opened them, with the fire reflected among her tears. She hadn't used this attack in so long. It felt so good. Extending both arms with her palms facing her opponent, the fire raced from her hands and into the deadly smash that sent black dranzer into oblivion. Of course, smoke covered everything.
Saving Me, Raping Me
"Once the smoke clears, I believe we will have our winner!" Jazzman yelled.
Watching me...
"What's going on?"
"Where the heck?"
"Where'd she go?"
"Zoe!" Tala's yell was louder than them all. "Where did you go?"
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Edited: 10/27/06