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Soul Storm

Barge of the Damned

Michael was frozen as Mr. Dickinson approached.
In his hand was a Bitchip, the energy were overwhelming.
The others were frozen as they watched, powerless, the odds stacked against them.

A blur shot out from the door knocking into Mr. Dickinson sending the man flying, it was the same for Ian, Tala and Spencer.
"Get away from him you old bastard," Johnny shouted.
They looked around to see the Majestics in full armour.
"When we heard what was happening, we had to help," Robert explained.
"Guys! Your timing couldn't have been more perfect!"
"Can we please stop talking and get out of here?" Kisa asked lowering her launcher.

Mr. Dickinson, Ian, Tala and Spencer were quickly recovering.
Ray grabbed Mariah and Max grabbed Michael's wrist, within a second they were out of the door and down the dark corridor.
"We'll cover the rear," Oliver said as they bolted, Johnny had his Beyblade in his hand acting as a lantern lighting the way.
Tala, Ian and Spencer were hot on their heels.
"Kisa, put them on ice!" Robert commanded.
"Ice cube Russians coming up."

Kisa loaded Tsubasa into her launcher.

"Alright Tsu time to work, we gotta freeze them nice and good."

She pulled the trigger on the launcher releasing her white blade.

It glowed with power leaving a frosty ice trail that grew higher and higher around their pursuers.

Tala, Ian and Spencer were trapped waist high in ice.
"It might not hold for long," she said collecting Tsubasa.
"We should catch up."
Oliver, Kisa and Enrique turned to catch up with the others who were waiting further down the passage.

"Do you have a plan?" Robert asked handing out glasses of water.
They had retreated back to the Majestics cabin and were sitting on the sofas, Mariah was in shock after what had happened.
Ray was next to her, she sat with her feet on the sofa, her knees to her chest.
Ray's eyes had the look of a concerned brother with his right arm around her.
She wouldn't speak.
Michael was faring just the same, he managed to utter a quiet thank you when he was given a glass of water.

"It's the barge of the damned out there," Johnny said.
"The crew is not friendly at all...as far as we could see the other teams are in their rooms," Oliver added.
"We should link up with the survivors," Tyson said.
"I thought everyone splitting up would be better...I'm not so sure now," Kai said sipping a glass.

"It's one big giant game of chess," Max said without thinking but Johnny ignored it.
"Maybe so Max, we must make sure we win this one."
"So, we link up with the other teams and go...where? The auditorium? Barricade ourselves in and wait for rescue?" Ray asked.
"We need to send an S.O.S but the powers out," Kenny said.
"Okay, we should split...one group tries to get power and send out a call for help, whilst the others get teams and VIP guests together...we don't know if any other teams have been caught but we can assume so," Tyson spoke out.
Silence fell for a moment.

"Splitting up is not advised Tyson...we should gather the teams and then go and send a signal when we have more manpower," Robert told him.
"Sorry Tyson but Robert is right," Ray replied.
"Yeah...yeah I suppose he is," Tyson sighed.
"What about Tala, Ian, and Spencer? We have to help them," Bryan said.
They looked at him as he continued.
"He...he did something to them...I don't care what's going on...I...I have to help them...I need to get Dickinson."
Bryan grit his teeth and let out a growl of anger.
"He needs to pay."
Bryan swore under his breath, anger was always his strongest emotion.

"Mariah isn't up to something like this," Ray said and Mariah looked at him.
"I'll go, I need to get back to my team," she said.
"It's okay, you can stay here."
"No, I have to find my team...I'm stronger than I look Ray, I don't need you babysitting me," she replied.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, you always had your best interest in protecting me," she smiled.
"Let's go," she said getting up.

The group left the Majestics cabin on their way to find the first team.
Johnny was leading the way with his Beyblade in his hand once again acting as a lantern, Kai was at the back of the group.
"Which team first?" Tyson asked.
"Mine," Mariah said.
"Where are they? Still in their room?" he asked.
"Our door was barged down...Lee told us all to run...I ran...and they caught me, it's that simple."
"Yeah, same thing kinda happened to us, Tala broke down the door and came after us...me...he used some kind of purple energy to restrain the others and grabbed me."
"If I had my laptop's Bitbeast detector this would make finding them easier," Kenny said.
"They're probably hiding all over the ship," Ray said.
"Can't imagine Gary being good at hiding," Max said.
"He might not be but Kevin can be...he's probably safe somewhere," Ray said.
"Okay, where?" Tyson asked.

Tala, Spencer and Ian now long since freed from the ice walked down a darkened corridor, seeing almost like they had some kind of night vision.
They were heading to the nearest Beyblading team...then they would try for the Bladebreakers.
For now the crew would be after the VIP guests hoping to get someone who wouldn't fight back as easily as someone with a Beyblade would.
As the purple energy went through the ship, the crew took it as a signal that the main events would start and shut down power themselves.
Each crew member knew what had to be done to achieve Mr. Dickinson's goal.
They knew what was at stake.

The group continued walking and they came up to the restaurant.
"Let's try in here." There was a soft glow coming through the frosted door windows.
"I'll go in first and check it out," Enrique said.
Slowly the Italian entered the room.

Inside his eyes caught something that amazed him.
There on a table was a lantern with a team around it, what amazed him more was they were playing card games.
Their eyes were on the Italian as he approached them.
"H...hey," he said.
"You're the Italian...right?"
"From the Majestics, yes."
"We're the Mexican team...El Terremoto Cinco."* A girl stood up.
"I'm the team Captain, my name is Alyssa," she said.
"What is going on around here? The lifeboats gone? You told us to stay in our cabin but we decided to come here to run into others."
"Have...have you met anyone else?"
"You're the first, this place is a ghost ship...we're trapped here."
"Others are in the corridor...we're rounding up everyone to go to the auditorium."
"We will be there."

Enrique turned to leave.
"What will happen then?" she asked and he turned around.
"Your guess is as good as mine...we'll figure out what's going on and get help...we fight together as one."
She nodded and Enrique left.

"It was the Mexican team," Enrique reported.
"Did you tell them?" Johnny asked.
"I did."
The light from inside looked like it moved and came to the door and it opened.
A male with long brown hair tied into a pony tail came out first.
"Hola," he said.
"Hello," he corrected himself a moment later as the others came out.
"Okay, lead the way," she said.

They were on the way to finding more Beybladers when Ray heard something.
"Hang on...someone's coming."

A moment later they heard footsteps moving quickly to them.
"Look sharp," Kai said.
A person turned the corner ahead and almost ran into them but tripped trying to avoid a head on collision.
Johnny lowered his Beyblade to the male panting catching his breath seeing he had a VIP badge.

The male had short black hair and blue eyes which were wide with horror and his pale blue shirt looked ripped.

"Who are you?" Johnny asked.

He looked up at them, if it had been another time he'd have been starstruck.
"My name is Yuuki Amahara. It's bad, the crew attacked us...the VIP area was attacked...we tried holding them off but they overpowered us, dragging some off...I think I might be the only one who got out alive."

Author notes

Beywriter: It doesn't look good. I wanted to include more teams from around the World, so there are teams from Canada, America, Mexico, South America, Australia, among others. Thanks to BillCipher5 and Lirin Sama for reviewing

* El Terremoto Cinco roughly translates The Earthquake Five

Story-Beywriter
Editor-Lirin Sama