Golden Bladers
Directed By: Misty
Typed By: Myst
Read By: You
Disclaimers: We don't own Beyblade.
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Chapter IX: The Dark Suzaku
It was there. The murky black aura surrounded it. In Boris' hand was a beyblade. Not just any beyblade, though. It was the Dark Suzaku.
"Do you see this?" Boris paused. "This is the Dark Suzaku. It will help you get the revenge. The revenge you have undoubtedly been waiting for so long."
Gabbie hesitated at first, but only for a split second. She was immediately drowned in interest on the Dark Suzaku after.
Boris, seeing the interest in her eyes, saw his chance, his opportunity. And he didn't want to pass it up or wait. He was in full throttle. He seized the opportunity in his hands. The opportunity lied in only five small words. "Why don't you touch it?"
Gabbie didn't even think twice. She took the beyblade and held it in her own hand. She held the object in her hands as if it were so fragile that it would break any moment. Little did she know that it was the Dark Suzaku that was holding her. Little did she know that it was she who was fragile, it was she who would break any moment. But the Dark Suzaku didn't hold her as gently and carefully as she did.
The moment she made physical contact with the blade, she lost complete control of herself and her actions. Her eyes showed no reflection of light. There was no life. She was staring into oblivion. Her eyes were looking forward, but couldn't see two feet in front of her.
She was hypnotized.
Hypnotized by the same sick demented Boris who was laughing. He had succeeded. He got the result he wanted. He reached his goal. When he was finally able to find an instrument of communication, he told Yuri and the rest of the Demolition Team about his success, but just for the smiles. The team watched the whole scene.
And they liked it.
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To be continued.
Directed By: Misty
Typed By: Myst
Read By: You
Disclaimers: We don't own Beyblade.
~_~_~_~_~
Chapter IX: The Dark Suzaku
It was there. The murky black aura surrounded it. In Boris' hand was a beyblade. Not just any beyblade, though. It was the Dark Suzaku.
"Do you see this?" Boris paused. "This is the Dark Suzaku. It will help you get the revenge. The revenge you have undoubtedly been waiting for so long."
Gabbie hesitated at first, but only for a split second. She was immediately drowned in interest on the Dark Suzaku after.
Boris, seeing the interest in her eyes, saw his chance, his opportunity. And he didn't want to pass it up or wait. He was in full throttle. He seized the opportunity in his hands. The opportunity lied in only five small words. "Why don't you touch it?"
Gabbie didn't even think twice. She took the beyblade and held it in her own hand. She held the object in her hands as if it were so fragile that it would break any moment. Little did she know that it was the Dark Suzaku that was holding her. Little did she know that it was she who was fragile, it was she who would break any moment. But the Dark Suzaku didn't hold her as gently and carefully as she did.
The moment she made physical contact with the blade, she lost complete control of herself and her actions. Her eyes showed no reflection of light. There was no life. She was staring into oblivion. Her eyes were looking forward, but couldn't see two feet in front of her.
She was hypnotized.
Hypnotized by the same sick demented Boris who was laughing. He had succeeded. He got the result he wanted. He reached his goal. When he was finally able to find an instrument of communication, he told Yuri and the rest of the Demolition Team about his success, but just for the smiles. The team watched the whole scene.
And they liked it.
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To be continued.
