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Song For This Chapter: Do Somethin' - Britney Spears
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Chapter 5 - Unusual Opponents
"I do not believe this!" Ray raged, "You saw her!"
"That I did," Kai said, nodding slowly, but only you and Max know what happened in the alley. I'm afraid I can't trust anything you say until we can interview her."
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First matches in the finals were always very tense.
Then again, so were all the other matches.
It was a matter of win or lose. Winner and loser. Champion and reject. Both sides had their pitfalls, but in the end, to win was to be recognised as great. To lose was to be branded a hero who tried, but failed in the end. Neither was great, but neither was bad. Everything was so hard in wars like these. To battle and win or to battle and lose. Winning isn't everything, but if you try with all your might, you will always win.
That meant a lot to Ember.
People like Rally, however, didn't need that kind of thing. Rally would usually just go in with all engines gunning, and hope something good came out of it all. And usually, it did.
Max seemed not like that at all.
As she faced him, Rally looked into his eyes. She could see that Max was a defensive person in blading.
Perfect.
The dish stood before them, shining slightly. It had been recently cleaned for the match, and it was almost a shame to think that they could ruin it. Almost.
Rally blocked out all the noise around her. This was about focus. She had to focus. Focus. Focus. Focus.
Great, now she'd forgotten what the word meant.
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Max was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He wasn't a good choice for the finals, but Tyson had insisted.
Max wasn't just nervous.
Close to wetting himself was more like it.
And he really didn't want to do that in front of 2 million people. Not to mention Emily...
He found himself blushing furiously. Why did he do that every time he thought of her? Gawd, it wasn't as if he LIKED liked her or anything...
On the other hand...
Max quickly dismissed his thoughts as random ramblings, and focused on the task at hand.
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"ARE YOU READY BLADERS?" Brad yelled at the top of his voice.
The bladers simply stared at each other.
"Well, even if you aren't, it's time to start the battle!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"LET IT RIP!" Rally and Max yelled at once, launching their blades and slamming them into the dish. The ferocity of the launch sent both blades smashing into each other. Draciel spun off course for a second, before ramming back into Farilo. Farilo did the same as Draciel, then spun back into the feud.
Draciel smashed into the side of the dish, wobbling furiously, threatening to stop spinning.
Max held his breath.
Getting back its balance, Draciel spun after Farilo.
Sighing deeply, Max ordered an attack.
Dodging it quick and easy, Draciel slammed into Farilo one more time...
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Max walked into the dressing room, staring straight ahead of him. Ray looked up.
"What's wrong Max?"
At this Kai opened his eyes and looked too.
"Max?" Ray said.
Max walked shakily into the room, sitting down.
"What is it Max?" Hilary stuttered, "Y-you're scaring me..."
"I lost."
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Looking over at the way Max had went, Rally felt bad. Max could have beaten her. But she had triumphed. He must have been humiliated in front of all these people.
That reminded her all too much of Ember.
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"I'm here to regain Max's confidence."
Damien looked over to where Ray was standing.
"Really?" Damien asked.
"Yes."
"Ever wonder what it's like to lose?" Damien said.
Ray remained silent.
"You're about to find out."
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"RAY IS THE WINNER EVERYBODY!"
Damien looked at the dish, then at his blade. It had been a good match, and he was proud to have fought one of the bladebreakers. He may not have been able to beat Ray...but it was his pleasure to fight one of a champion team.
"Hey Tarnol!"
Damien looked up and noticed Ray in the dish, having just picked up his blade.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for a good match."
Damien grinned. This just added to his feeling of pleasure.
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"Who are you going up against in the final Kai?" Tyson asked.
"Don't know, don't care."
Rolling his eyes, Tyson turned back to his magazine, while Kai's thoughts travelled to the other team...
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"Ya did your best Damien," Rally sympathised, "And I'm proud of you," she smiled, giving him a big hug.
"T-thanks," Damien stammered, blushing violently.
Ember smirked periodically.
Love, her tough side thought,
It's for the weak.
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"I don't believe it." Ray breathed.
All Max could do was stand and stare in shock.
Kai stood his ground, facing the red-headed girl in front of him with ice-cold grey eyes.
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AN: OMG CLIFFY AGAIN. THIS HAS TO STOP.
Sorry for the late chappie, but I thank God it's done. Torture to type, thanks to a cut on my hand :(
SNEAK PEEK
"Ready to lose?" Ember smirked.
"I don't lose," Kai growled.
AN: Next chapter up by...I think Tuesday. Maybe tommorow if I work hard and ignore the splitting pain in my hand.
Tyrila Anios xxx