HI... Here I am with Chap 8. There is only beyblading in this nothing more.
Thanks to Rock the road and cutetyhil for the reviews.
"Beyblade fans around the globe... Here we are today in the beautiful city of Australia to witness the second battle of the beyblade world tournament." AJ announced.
"Yes AJ. We have for our second battle Robert who was the leader of the team Majestics and Michael who was the leader of All-starz." Brad said.
Both bladers had already taken their respective positions and the match was about to start.
Michael in his usual costume and with a baseball and Robert in his family trademark armour.
"Now it's time to reveal the dish for todays match." Jazz man said and the dish came out.
It was a dish with a very rough surface and two ramps in opposite sides "We have the Daredevil stadium for this match. Be carefull when going through those ramps one mistake could easily throw you out of the dish. So let us begin"
3...2...1... LET IT RIP...
both the blades were released to the dish with almost equal RPM. And they started to circle the dish avoidind the ramps. Not for long. Soon both of them collided in the middle and backed off to circle around again. And another collision was made. This went on for sometime.
Both bladers weren't showing signs of weakness. They realised this wasn't doing them any good. So Robert called off the attackes and made his blade comfotable in the middle, playing a difensive stratergy. "what happened, tired already? I'm just warming up." Michael said with a smirk.
"Try me" Robert smirked back.
"You're dead now." Michael said launching his 'Fast ball attack.'
it was a direct hit on Griffolyon. The blade just backed off a little only to restore it's position in the middle. "That's it?" Robert mocked. "Not even a scratch."
"What... Nothing..?"
Michael appeared shocked.
"You see Griffolyon was an attack type till now but i changed it to a balance type so no matter how much power you have it's useless againt me." Robert explained.
"Ohh. So you think you are invinsible, don't you? Let's see if tou covered you're head proprely" Michael smiled "Trigle CRUSH HIM" he yelled and without wasting time the orange blade went up a Ramp and landed right on top of the other blade. Throwing it away from the center and taking half of it's momentum. Robert stepped back at the sudden impact but the game was still on. "Griffolyon WING DAGGER" he comanded and the purple bit-beast came out of it's blade and spread it's wings releasing a large number of feathers targetting the other blade. The orange blade avoided the attacks for a couple of seconds but couldn't escape from the deadly downpour.
But even after successfully attacking the other blade Griffolyon didnt have enough strength to keep his hold in the match the blades slowed down and hardly spinned in the middle. Now it was just a matter of time before one captain finally falls.
And suddently the blades hit one another and the orange one was fortunate enough to get some energy from that unintentional hit. So Trigle kept on spinning long enough for the other one to stop.
"IT IS OVER" Jazz man yelled to the audience. "This match goes for Michael."
Robert gasped. And finally bent down picking his blade. And stood up facing Michael "Good job" he said. Michael smiled "You too."
They shook hands and turned back.
"So folks we will meet again for the next match after a little break so help yourself with some food or drinks". AJ announced.
"that's right. I gotta get myself something to eat." Brad said.
The audience gently went out. except a navy haired boy with a basebll cap.
"So i'll be facing Michael next." Tyson said to himself. With a packet of popcorn in his lap and some in his mouth. 'Nothing I can't handle'. He thought putting both his hands behind his head.
"TYSON... What are you.. Napping?" Hilary shouted from behind his head causing him to jump up in shock. Spoiling all the popcorn in the floor. "Hilary stop doing that.. You are getting me another pac of popcorns" the champ shouted, pointing his finger at her.
"Oh please. You have better things to do than eating popcorn. Like training for you're next match." she wasn't holding back her sound eighter. "Now you know who is you're opponent, So get to training".
"Fine". He sighed "But you are getting me some popcorn".
Hilary rolled her eyes and caught him by his wrist, dragging him out.
And i'm done. I thought to update today because i'm gonna be a little busy from tomorrow.
How was chap 8? great/good/airight/bad/lame?
let me know in the reviews.
bye till next time. ^-^
