Disclamer: I don't own beyblade or the characters. But I do own the plot.
A/N: I've had many people asking me about Kai. He will be making an appearance in the next chapter. Once again thank you for your kind words and for taking the time to read my story. With that being said, I hope you enjoy the chapter! :)
Brooklyn smirked as he noticed Hilary's mounting agitation. Her hands were balled into fists and they shook with barely suppressed irritation. Her right eyebrow began to twitch, and Brooklyn mentally braced himself.
"I have had enough! Stop evading me and attack!" Hilary growled as her beyblade attacked Zeus.
After Tyson got injured teaching Hilary how to launch, Brooklyn took on the challenge in teaching the fiery brunette how to beyblade. Surprisingly, as soon as she got the hang of launching, Hilary was a good blader. However, Tyson was still worried that she would 'accidentally' hurt him again, so they had to settle for training at a park. Brooklyn and Hilary didn't mind since the park had a lot of open space.
Hilary's beyblading style consisted of strong impulsive attacks, and they were very effective. Though, she had a habit of losing her temper easily. Brooklyn realized that whenever she got angry, she got sloppy.
Hilary growled when Zeus refused to counter, it merely dodged her attacks or stayed on the defensive. She hated it when Brooklyn and Tyson refused to give it their best when they bladed against her. She felt like she wasn't good enough to merit an official battle against them.
Fueled by her anger, Hilary's beyblade viciously attacked Zeus. Brooklyn felt the shift in the beybattle, and ordered Zeus to start countering. Hilary was a formidable blader, despite her not having a bitbeast yet. She didn't realize that she had so much raw power, almost as if she had a bitbeast.
He hadn't told anyone yet, but Brooklyn felt the beginnings of an untapped power in her beyblade. He wouldn't be surprised if a bitbeast appeared soon.
Hilary started panting as she felt Zeus slam against her beyblade. She knew that she was not strong enough to defeat Brooklyn, but she wanted to impress him. He had spent a whole year teaching her how to beyblade and she wanted to show him her progress. She had won a good deal of beybattles, and she was proud of every victory.
"Zeus King of Darkness," Hilary gasped as Zeus rammed against her beyblade. Her beyblade resisted but flew out of the rink. Hilary almost lost her footing, but she held her ground.
"You did well Hilary," Brooklyn said, and he meant it. Hilary smiled as she kneeled down to pick up her beyblade.
"Thank you, but I was wondering if we could rest a while. That battle tired me out," Hilary said as she lay down on the grass. Brooklyn nodded and joined her. He closed his eyes and sighed in pure bliss. He loved the outdoors, but he loved it even more now that she was laying down beside him.
A year had passed since he had joined the team, but Brooklyn felt like it had been longer. The Bladebreakers were like his family, and he was glad to have met them. Thanks to them, he was now being accepted.
In Daichi, he found someone that he could joke around with to help forget his harsh past. In Kenny, he found a voice of reason and understanding. In Tyson, he found a best friend that he could confide in, and a friend that would always stand by his side.
He could never thank Mr. Dickenson and Grandpa Ryu enough for everything they did for him. They helped him find acceptance and friendship. They gave him a chance to really get to know the Bladebreakers.
"It sure is peaceful here," Hilary whispered softly. Brooklyn's attention shifted to the one that had impacted his life the most, Hilary. She was the light at the end of a cold harsh tunnel. She was his treasure, and he vowed to protect her at all costs.
Their friendship grew with every passing day, but Brooklyn wanted more. He knew that he should be grateful that she at least considered him a friend, but he couldn't help but desire her. He loved her smile, her soft skin, her fiery personality, her compassion, her protectiveness, and those bright ruby eyes. She was perfection in his eyes, and what enticed him the most was that she didn't know it. He loved everything about her, now if only he could find the courage to tell her that.
"Look that one looks like a cat," Hilary giggled as she pointed at some clouds. Brooklyn cracked an eye open and smiled when he saw the cat. "What do you see Brooklyn?"
Brooklyn concentrated on the clouds but frowned when he noticed that the clouds were disappearing at an alarming fast pace. The sky darkened rapidly and he felt warning signs going off in his head.
"That's odd, the news didn't say anything about rainstorm," Hilary commented equally as perturbed. They both stood up and looked around as people started running in fear of being caught out in a storm. Brooklyn and Hilary exchanged glances as they felt a cool breeze pass through their bodies.
"Do you feel that?" Brooklyn asked as he felt Zeus pulsing in his pocket. Hilary nodded, she felt the hairs in the back of her neck stand.
"What is it?"
Just as she asked her question three cloaked figures appeared in front of them. Goosebumps appeared on their flesh as they took in the creepy figures. They all wore dark cloaks, and to Hilary, they looked like grim reapers. One of them boldly approached them, and Hilary took a nervous step back.
"Who are you?" Hilary asked cautiously. The figure didn't answer as it launched its beyblade at her. Brooklyn immediately reacted as he launched Zeus. Both beyblades met each other halfway and landed on the ground.
The other two cloaked figures joined the battle, attacking Zeus. "What do you think you're doing?" Hilary asked angrily. She took out her beyblade and launched. She may not have a bitbeast, but she would not let Brooklyn battle alone.
"Zeus attack," Brooklyn ordered, never losing his calm. Zeus came out of his beyblade and attacked viciously. Taking that as her cue, Hilary charged. The beyblades were taken down easily, and Hilary cheered.
Brooklyn's eyes narrowed as he noticed the darkness emanating from the beyblades and the bladers. Something was wrong, this was the exact same presence he had felt back at his first tournament as a Bladebreaker. He felt strong malice coming from them and it unnerved him that their victory had been a little too easy.
Unbeknown to them, a fourth figure sprung out of nowhere and launched its beyblade at a tree next to Hilary. The tree was chomped down and descended against the unsuspecting girl. Hilary heard a crunching noise and turned to find the tree falling on her.
"Brook-" she screamed as the tree fell on her. Brooklyn immediately sprang into action. He pushed her out of the way but the tree managed to land on their lower bodies. Hilary banged her head roughly. She felt blood gushing from her head injury and a wave of dizziness overcame her.
"Hilary," Brooklyn called to her in alarm. Her face was deathly pale and she looked ready to pass out. Now, Brooklyn wasn't an expert, but he knew that she couldn't be allowed to sleep. "Stay with me, you can't sleep."
"My head hurts," she whispered dizzily. She succumbed to the darkness as the throbbing in the back of her head became unbearable.
While they were both down, the four cloaked figures disappeared.
Brooklyn coughed as he tried to move but felt the heavy trunk on his lower body.
"Zeus," the beyblade followed its master's unspoken command. It tore through the tree and allowed him to move. Brooklyn smiled and silently thanked Zeus. The beyblade stopped spinning and he went to pick it up and pocket it. While he picked up Zeus he also picked up Hilary's beyblade.
With great difficulty he turned to Hilary and lifted her up. He felt dizzy and tired but he didn't care. He needed to get Hilary some medical attention. He grimaced when he saw a small puddle of blood where her head had been. He hoped he didn't make it worse by picking her up. He had no idea how to treat a head injury.
Brooklyn sighed as he struggled to take Hilary to the dojo. He just hoped that Tyson didn't encounter the same cloaked figures that they did.
As terrible luck would have it, Tyson had also encountered three cloaked figures.
"Let's finish this Daichi," Daichi nodded, already knowing what Tyson was thinking.
"Twin tornado attack," they cried simultaneously. They smiled when they took out all three bladers at once.
"They didn't even put up a challenge," Daichi said in disappointment and Tyson agreed.
A fourth blader appeared and aimed at Tyson, but he wasn't expecting Kenny to be there.
"Get him Hopper," Kenny cried as he hit the blader in the hand. The blader made no sound as he turned to look at the meddlesome intruder.
Tyson and Daichi turned towards them, startled. They had not known there was a fourth blader.
"They were aiming at me!" Tyson said in shock. Had it not been for Kenny, he would hate to think what would have happened to him. The bladers fled, and the Bladebreakers ran after them.
"Hey! Get back here! Nobody tries to kill Tyson except me!" Daichi yelled angrily.
"Gee, thanks," Tyson sweat dropped. They were about to turn around the corner of the street when they almost knocked over Brooklyn. They watched in horror as he seemed ready to pass out. His body was filled with scrapes and bruises. In his arms he held an equally bruised and bleeding Hilary.
"Hilary is injured," Brooklyn said as he began to fall forward. Tyson, Daichi, and Kenny immediately reacted. Tyson caught Hilary, while Daichi and Kenny helped support Brooklyn.
"Let's get them some help," Tyson said as he carried Hilary bridal style. Daichi and Kenny nodded as they aided Brooklyn to get to the dojo.
"Grandpa!" Daichi screamed loudly. Grandpa ran out in alarm and gasped when he saw Hilary and Brooklyn.
"What happened boys?" Grandpa asked seriously.
"We were attacked. They injured Hilary and Brooklyn. And they almost slashed Tyson in half," Daichi said, as they set both of them down.
They called the doctor, and were glad that he didn't have any patients for the day. The doctor looked over Hilary first, then at Brooklyn, who had passed out as soon as the doctor arrived.
Grandpa Granger watched with a frown marring his face. The children were in grave danger. Hilary, Brooklyn, and Tyson were lucky to even be alive. He would hate to imagine what could have happened to any of them had it not been for Brooklyn and Kenny's quick thinking.
He immediately took out his phone and called the only person he knew could help.
