Chapter 10: Transportation Troubles
DISCLAIMER: I do not own beyblade.
I sprang out of my bed. I was ready to get to the world finals, or find a way to get to them that is. It was now the fabulous Friday. I was obviously skipping school for about the fourth time in a row. It's a major pain in the ass always waiting for the others, though I did manage to convince Kera to skip with me this time. At least listening to her bitch about my slacking was fairly amusing and passed the time. I was quick to point out to her that she was also skipping school, but she claimed that was 'different.'
When it was finally four o'clock, we met the others at Conner's house. It was a hell of a lot tidier than my home. There was no mess at all! Not a thing that was out of place, not a dish that wasn't done.
"Hey guys! Are you ready to go?" I inquired cheerfully.
"Well I can go, how about you three?" Conner calmly questioned.
Kera grinned, "OH YEAH!"
"No problemo!" I yelled.
Abby sighed loudly. My excitement was subdued. I turned to look at her.
"You can go, right Abby?"
She closed her eyes, and nodded her head slowly. Adrenaline rushed through me once again.
"YEAH!"
"Hold on Alex, we're not there yet. We still need to find a way to get there. Then we need to develop strategies to beat Avalanche."
"Conner, Conner, Conner. Once we get there, all our problems are over. Beating Avalanche will be a piece of cake."
Conner frowned, "Don't underestimate them. They could've just been losing on purpose at that exhibition match-"
"On…purpose?" Abby's voice trembled with dread.
"Why the hell would they do that!?" Kera spat.
"It's strategy. The exhibition match didn't count for anything, so they could've just lost on purpose. That would protect their strategies and hide their real power. There's one more thing too. What if they don't accept our challenge? Or if they do accept, keep their word? This plan is so risky; it's hard to guarantee anything."
Conner's words left us a little shaken. I glanced at the worried faces of my team mates.
"So what?! It's all 'if they do this, if they do that'! There's no proof that they lost on purpose or anything!" I growled.
Kera decided side with me for once, "Ya! You're over thinking every little detail!"
"I'm just saying to be caref-"
"NO!" Kera and I cried in unison.
Abby gulped, "Guys, let's just calm down. If we can't find a way to get there, there's no point in talking about any of this other stuff."
"Abby's right, we should concentrate on what's most important right now. Anyone got any ideas how we can get there?" Conner asked.
I forgot about the previous argument and blurted out the answer to our problem.
"The BBA! The BBA will help us for sure."
"Well, we did win the Toronto tournament…" Abby pointed out.
"I guess it's worth a try." Conner sighed.
We all walked down to the BBA's Toronto headquarters. It towered over the other structures surrounding it. The walls were red marble and were carved with images of historic blades and bladers. A timeline of Worlds winners was etched into the stone. Bold lettering above the door read "Beyblade Association".
"Holy shit! Maybe this is what they're blowing all their cash on!!" Kera gawped.
"That's one possibility, but I sincerely doubt it…they had enough money from last year's ticket sales – they were astronomical. Everywhere the Bladebreakers bladed was completely sold out." Connor mused quietly.
We all entered solemnly into the building. The inside was just as fancy looking as the outside. The floor was comprised of smooth, black marble, and the oaken desks and chairs were clean and polished. I marched up to the front desk.
"Hi! I was wondering if you could help us." I asked.
"Certainly, what seems to be the problem?" The women at the counter responded. She wore a red business suit, and had her brown hair wrapped up in a tight bun. She also wore glasses with thick frames that hid her hazel eyes.
I grinned, "Well, me and my friends kinda need to get to Ottawa-"
"Are you finalists in the worlds?" She interrupted.
"Nooo…" I answered cautiously, "but we did win the Toronto tournament-"
She smiled almost mockingly, "I'm sorry, but we can't provide transportation for spectators."
My blood boiled, but before I could blurt out an insult, Kera bolted up to the front desk with a monstrous glare on her face.
"SPECTATORS! We're NOT SPECTATORS! We ARE bladers and we need some damn transportation! That's all! You'd think that a simpleton like you could do that for us! Can you handle that!?" Kera screamed, quickly gaining the attention of everybody in the room. Kera had succeeded in royally pissing off the clerk.
She glared and jumped from her cushy chair, "I'm sorry! But unless you can point out which team you are part of in the worlds, we can not provide any transportation for you! I'll have to ask you to leave!"
"FINE, BITCH! You're not worth it!" Kera screamed. She stomped out the door. Abby and Conner followed her timidly. I hesitated, but after noticing the hostile glares of everyone else, thought that a retreat would be in order.
"Damn that fucking desk lady! She doesn't know anything!" Kera swore.
"Calm down, almighty queen Kera. We'll find another way of transporting you to the fair city of Ottawa; my royal bitchiness, er, royal highness there." I stated in the most sarcastic voice as possible.
Kera gave me a look that could kill, "You WANT to die, is that it?"
I grinned insanely and arched my eyebrows, "Kera, I can get you help. Call 666-6666 – Anger management for the insane. I've been there and just look at me now!"
Kera clenched her teeth, "Ya, it didn't help much, did it?"
My grin widened, "What are you talking about? I'm perfectly sane and I don't even eat people anymore!"
"Riiiight…" Kera sighed, eyeing me suspiciously.
"Guys, break it up. We still need to find another way to get there!" Abby pointed out.
Smirking, Kera made a suggestion, "I bet we could find our way on a bus."
"Too expensive…" Abby sighed.
Kera's smirk (which was very creepy) widened, "Not for me."
"We need to find a way of getting all of us there." stated Conner.
"Conner!" A woman's voice called. Conner's face instantly turned an interesting shade of red. That was the first time I'd ever seen him look so embarrassed. The woman had long black hair, and was wearing a green business outfit. Her face was flushed.
"Hello, you must be Conner's friends." She smiled kindly.
"M-Mom! What are you doing here?" Conner stammered.
She beamed, "I just came to give you the plan you're going to use."
"Plan? What plan!?" Kera inquired mischievously. It as if she were unravelling some sort of major scam.
The red faced woman turned to Kera, "The plan you're going to use to get to Ottawa."
"Oh…" Kera gaped.
The woman laughed, "I found the cheapest, fastest way of getting to Ottawa by bus. It took some time, but I did it."
Conner's face twisted, "You didn't have to!"
Conner's mom ignored his comment, "I don't even get a thank you?"
"Thanks Conner's mom!" I grinned happily.
"Thanks!" Kera said, almost shouting.
Abby smiled, "Thank you…Mrs?"
"Miss Kindlik" Conner's mom corrected.
Abby chuckled, "Thank you Miss Kindlik."
Conner let out a small smile, "Thank you, Mom."
"No problem. Anytime you guys get into trouble, just call. Conner obviously can reach me." Her joyful laugh seemed to echo in the busy streets. Miss Kindlik handed Conner a couple maps and a large amount of money.
Conner stuttered, "M-mom! I-I can't-"
Before Conner could say anything more to refuse the money, his Mom began to run as fast as she could with high heeled shoes on, "Bye Conner! Have fun!"
Kera turned to me, "'Thanks Conner's mom?!'"
"What's wrong with that!?" I asked.
"You sounded like an illiterate moron!" She exclaimed.
I snorted, "Well, miss perfect grammar girl, I've noticed plenty of mispronunciations and incorrect use of grammar in the way you speak."
"You are a freak, Alex."
I put on a hurt look and began my melodramatic act, "Oh no! Me? It can't be! NO! Not that! I'm gonna die! ARGH! 'Gonna' isn't in the dictionary! What am I thinking!? NOOOOO!"
Abby giggled while Kera just grumbled and rolled her eyes. Our attention turned to Conner, who was now standing as still as a statue with a very solemn look on his face.
He stared down at the money in his hand.
Then with a sigh, he spoke, "She shouldn't go through all the trouble of figuring everything out just for me…"
Kera's face twisted, "What the hell are you talking about!? That's what parents are supposed to do! You're lucky you have someone that's willing to support you!"
Conner winced.
"Conner! Your mom rocks!" Kera shouted.
"She's the reason we can all go to Ottawa. Now you should be happy." Abby added.
"No arguing there." I chortled.
"So…let's take a look." Abby pointed at the maps, jumping up and down with excitement.
Conner sighed, "Alright…"
There were several maps. One indicated the bus route we would take, and the other one showed the city area of Ottawa. There were notes written on green pieces of paper indicating the hotel we would stay at and some info on our opponent, Avalanche.
Kera grinned widely, "This is SO awesome!"
"We'll get to Ottawa and beat Avalanche for sure!" I cried enthusiastically.
"I guess…" Conner commented dismally.
"Why so down? Cheer up, damn it! We are going to kick some major ass!" Kera bellowed.
"YA!" I screamed as loud as I could. While the attention of my comrades was on Conner, I felt a sharp tug on my shoulder. I immediately glanced behind me to see Abby dragging me away from the others quickly and quietly.
I gulped. Something told me this would be bad news. After all, Abby had never really wanted to go…what if she still felt that way?
"What is it?" I asked her in a serious tone. To my surprise, she smiled. Turning a deep shade of red, she spoke.
"Alex…thanks."
I tilted my head, "For what?"
"For…convincing me to come of course! If it weren't for you…I wouldn't be here."
"But…I thought that you thought that you'd be happier if you weren't with the team."
She just gripped her stomach, bursting out in laughter; taking in deep breathes of air in as she desperately tried to keep herself from falling over. Now she'd gotten me really confused.
"What the…why are you laughing?"
"It's just…the way…you say things…" She managed to say in between gasps of air from laughing so hard.
"Huh?" was my only response.
Abby, still giggling responded, "Nothing, just never mind. Just…thank you Alex."
There was a certain sparkle in Abby's eyes I had never seen before. She smiled, then blushing deeply; she gave me a hug, making me turn a very vibrant shade of red.
"HEY!" Somebody screeched from behind us. Abby quickly let go of me and whipped around to face a very angry looking Kera. Great, now I'll be doomed to listen to Kera tease me for as long as I live, I thought dismally.
"What in the HELL are you two doing!?" Kera shouted.
Abby gulped, "J-Just talking!"
"YEAH RIGHT! Like I'm going to believe that!" Kera spat. I groaned, attempting to silently edge away from this heated argument. Unfortunately, Kera spotted me.
"NOT SO FAST ALEX!"
"What?" I asked, trying my best to sound confused and innocent. Her face puffed up, she clenched her fists so tight her knuckles began to turn white. I took a step backward; she was definitely getting ready to punch me. It was Conner who came to my rescue.
"Guys, let's break this up."
"NO WAY!" Kera screamed. Conner threw his head back with a dramatic sigh. He came up to Kera, and then whispered something in her ear.
"WHAT ARE YOU SMOKING!? YEESH!" Kera screamed so loud you could feel the earth rumble. Kera then sprang towards me and snatched my arm.
"C'mon lover boy let's go!" She spat, giving Abby a murderous stare as she passed her. I didn't have time to think of what Conner had whispered to Kera. I will never figure Kera out with all the powers of heaven and hell. I was being pulled down the sidewalk by her. I decided to attempt to talk to her.
"Um…can I ask where the hell we're going?"
"NO!" She roared.
"Well, I'm asking anyways. Where the hell are we going?"
"SOMEWHERE!"
"Somewhere…?"
"In the world."
I managed to smile. At least she wasn't screaming her lungs out anymore.
"Wow, that's real specific!" I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Yup."
"Shouldn't we wait for the others-?"
"NO!"
"Fine. Then what the hell was that all about?"
"What!?"
"The whole, screaming and dragging me down the pavement deal. You know, the thing you're doing right now."
"NOTHING!"
"It was nothing?"
"YES!"
"Okay….then what are you doing dragging me away? And why did you get so pissed off?"
"IT…was NOTHING!! OKAY!?"
"Alright, your royal bitchiness…" I mumbled.
"WHAT was THAT!?"
"Nothing…"
"GOOD!"
I had never had any experience with girls before. Now I was regretting that. Maybe if I had gotten to know a couple, I could better understand their seemingly psychotic nature. Kera was always insane. Abby's just acting weird, and I seem to be stuck in the middle somehow…someway…just…something or other!
"Guys!" Abby called from behind, sprinting to catch up with Kera's quick pace.
"What do you want!?" Kera sneered.
Abby paused, struggling to catch her breath.
"Our bus leaves today!"
I thought Kera was angry beyond all belief before, but once again I was proven wrong. "YOU have GOT to be SHITTING me!" Kera screeched.
"Really!?" I questioned.
Conner walked up behind Abby, "Yes."
I leapt up in the air, "OH YEAH!"
"Oh no…" Abby whispered with dread.
"OH SHIT!" Kera swore.
I had a funny feeling something was wrong again.
"What's up?"
"I-I haven't packed!" Abby stuttered.
I rolled my eyes, "Neither have I. We still got time though. How much time do we have, Conner?"
Conner's face darkened, "An hour to get home, pack, and get back to the bus stop."
"Oh…shit." I simply said.
Kera went back to screaming, "OH SHIT IS RIGHT!"
Everyone bolted in different directions as we all headed our separate ways to get home. I sighed. Then, something occurred to me.
"H-hey! Which bus stop!?"
Conner was still running. He turned his head to answer me.
"The one you're standing beside!"
"Oh…." I turned to look at a small, grungy building. The words were smeared off the sign. The aged bus station seemed to cower in comparison to the huge BBA building beside it.
"Thanks Conner!" I yelled as I turned to run home. Kera had already dashed ahead of me. All of her stuff was at my house. I quickly caught up to her blistering pace.
"Took you long enough!" She huffed.
"Shut up and follow me! I know the fastest way back! We can catch the bus-"
"There was a bus stop back behind us, dumb ass!"
"SHUT UP! The local buses don't go there! That's a place where the major bus stations are. They leave for places like, oh, I don't know, OTTAWA!"
Kera was silent after that. We stumbled to the nearest local bus stop and managed to bribe the bus driver into going straight to my house; which was on the other side of town. By the time we got there, we only had half an hour left to pack, and get back. I convinced the bus driver to wait for us, while Kera made various idle threats of what she'd do to him if he didn't wait. That sure didn't help.
I unlocked the door and scrambled into my house. I snatched up anything I thought would be the least bit useful, such as money, various beyblading parts I'd bought in attempt to fix up my old one, loose chocolate bars, junk foods, and scattered pieces of clothing. Kera was already waiting for me, tapping her foot impatiently. All she had to do was grab her small, black suitcase.
Kera glared at me, "God! You're slow!"
"Well sorry, your royal bitchiness!" I spat angrily.
"You're asking for it!"
"Bring it on!" I cried as we ran onto the bus.
Kera and I were racing once again to the small bus station. We made it there with a minute to spare. Both exhausted, we clamoured into the bus to find Abby and Conner already serenely sitting down.
Abby smiled, "I almost thought you wouldn't make it."
"How long ago did you guys get here?" I asked.
"Well, I live pretty close. It was the packing that took me forever." Abby answered cheerfully.
"Lucky son of a-"
I quickly interrupted Kera. "How bout you Conner?"
"Made it with five minutes left..." He panted, obviously still a bit winded from the run.
"Well, let's get this show on the road! We're go'in to Ottawa! And we're gonna kick some Avalanche ass!" I yelled. The bus started to move, and we were on our way. Conner's mom really went out of her way to make this trip a success. We were riding a giant Greyhound coach bus. We each sat silently on the bus for about an hour before I realized the major mistake we had just made.
"SHIT!" I screamed, making Abby yelp in surprise. Conner whirled around.
Kera gritted her teeth, "What the hell is it!?"
"We forgot to give ourselves our team name!" I exclaimed.
Everyone sighed in relief.
"That's it!? I thought it was actually something important! I should've known better since it was something that you said Alex!" Kera spat.
I stared angrily at her, "That is important!"
"Alright! Team name! Anybody got an idea?" Abby cried, bouncing up and down on her seat.
"Nothing to do with snow or any other bad Canadian stereo types." Conner stated.
Kera nodded her head vigorously, "Amen to that!"
Kera grinned, "How about…Blade Smashers!"
"I don't really like that one…" Abby gulped.
"Yeah right! Can you say 'rip off'?" I said, rolling my eyes.
Kera decided to persist, "It's better than 'The Bob Sledders' or something like 'The Snow Bunnies'! All in favour of Blade Smashers raise your hands!"
Needless to say, nobody liked the name, 'Blade Smashers.'
"Fine! Any better ideas?" Kera snapped. I grinned, I had just thought of the perfect name.
"BeyShadows!" I shouted.
"What!" Screeched the pissed off Kera.
"YES! BeyShadows! What's wrong with that?"
"I kind of like it…sort of mysterious!" Abby bubbled.
"Yeah…" Conner agreed.
Kera looked furious, "NO NO NO! We can't be called that!"
"Why? Cause it's a good name that I happened to come up with?" I bragged.
"YOU don't come up with any good ideas!"
"Oh yeah!? How about the idea for this team!"
Kera hesitated, "ONE good idea! So what!"
"I got Abby to join!"
"Name five good ideas you've had!"
"Easy! The team thing, getting Abby to join, going to Ottawa, my strategies, and the name, BeyShadows! HAHA!" I yelled in triumph.
"Wow…I'm surprised you can count that high, and without using your fingers or anything!"
"I'm surprised you can count at all!" I retorted.
"Um…the name is going to be..?" Abby inquired shyly, interrupting the battle of wits that was about to take place.
I glared at her, "Well, we're going to be called BeyShadows!"
"No, we're not!" Kera argued.
I rolled my eyes, "I suppose you can think of something better!?"
"Of course!"
"Then go ahead!"
"I would! But all your constant talking is giving me a headache!"
"Awwww, does her royal bitchiness need some Tylenol?"
"SHUT UP! We'll be called…Razor Blades!"
"Huh? That's your big so- called wonderful name? I am not impressed."
"It's a hell of a lot better than BeyShadows!"
"Razor Blades are the things you shave with! I worry about your past times, Kera."
"SHUT THE HELL UP! All in favour of Razor Blades raise your hand!"
Of course, Kera was the only one with her hand up. My grin widened.
"All in favour of BeyShadows?"
Everybody's hand (except Kera's) went up.
"Fine!" Kera snapped, she whipped around and pouted as she stared out the window.
"BeyShadows it is!" I yelled in celebration.
After the whole naming of the team thing, Conner killed time by talking about various strategies we could use against Avalanche. It was a painful six hours before we actually got to Ottawa. I was hyped and ready to go once we finally got there – at midnight.
"YEAH! I AM READY!" I screamed, quickly attracting the attention of the scattered homeless/drunk people at the bus station.
"Calm down Alex. We still need to find Avalanche." Abby moaned tiredly.
Conner sighed, "We should check into the hotel first."
"Yeah, check in and sleep." Kera groaned.
We walked along the emptied streets of Ottawa. The bus trip had been long and boring. I glanced at everything and every shadow as we walked on the darkened, deserted lanes. I had never been travelling anywhere before. Hell, I'd never journeyed farther than Toronto. This was the farthest away from home I'd ever been. Thank god I was finally going somewhere with my life! We silently skirted the edge of Parliament Hill, though it was too dark and we were too far away to see much of the Parliament buildings.
I turned to Conner, "Conner, where are we?"
"Near the Parliament buildings." He answered.
"The what?" Kera said in confusion.
Abby gasped, "Don't you ever pay attention when we're learning history?"
Kera looked at Abby like paying attention in class was a whole new concept that had just been introduced to her.
"No, I hate that shit. I reserve that time in class to sleep."
"IT'S NOT SHIT!" Abby screamed. Conner sighed, and once again put a stop to the argument that was about to begin.
"There's our hotel." He simply stated.
"Cool. We get to stay in an old building." I cried, my voice filled with enthusiasm.
Kera grinned, "Small minds are easily amused."
"None a mind as small as yours." I replied.
"Okay guys, time to stop with the constant bickering. I'm tired of always having to break up the fight. What do I need to do?! Give you two a time out or something!?" Conner said, his voice trembling with anger, the fact that he was extremely tired didn't help his patience. Kera and I shut up after hearing that.
We quickly went into the hotel, and finding it was already paid for; we dumped our stuff in our hotel room, and then collapsed into our separate beds. The hotel had two bunk beds facing opposite sides. Me and Conner took the beds on the right side, Kera and Abby took the beds on the left.
Kera groaned, "What kind of a hotel has bunk beds?"
"Quiet! My mom paid for this! We should be grateful we're even in Ottawa!" Conner snapped. Conner doesn't lose his temper often, but he had a good point.
"I get the top one!" I hollered, successfully claiming the top bunk without any opposition. Every hotel could have bunk beds for all I knew. I'd never stayed at a hotel before.
Kera gritted her teeth, "Alex…just shut up."
"As long as I get the top one…" I said in a mischievous voice, turning to Conner.
Conner sighed, "You can have the top one Alex. I really don't care as long as we get to sleep."
"OH YA!" I shouted.
"Alex…please go to sleep." Abby pleaded, pulling the sheets over her head. We all slept in our clothes. I tossed and turned. I just couldn't sleep. I was too excited. The night seemed to last forever. Thoughts of beyblading in the championship tournament kept the adrenaline rushing through my veins.
I was the first to spring out of bed and wake everybody up (at about 6:00 I might add). I was bombarded with pillows and complaints. I ground my teeth impatiently, and managed to wait for another two hours by occupying myself with shovelling an early breakfast down my throat and scheming new strategies. Finally, I managed to haul the others out of bed. They groggily ate breakfast and staggered onto the hectic streets of Ottawa sluggishly.
"Now we find Avalanche." I trembled, barely able to contain my excitement.
Kera frowned, "Whoop die do! You make it sound like it's going to be easy! You kept everybody up all night!"
"You could've slept if you tried harder." I sneered.
"I'M A LIGHT SLEEPER!" She screeched.
"It's going to be easy to find Avalanche…" Conner whispered.
"Huh?" Kera and I said in unison.
Abby laughed, "We have the info right here, and they're staying in a hotel that's pretty close to ours."
Kera lowered her disgusted voice just so Conner couldn't hear her, "I wonder if they're sleeping in a hotel that has bunk beds too!"
"Alright! Let's go!" I shouted, ignoring Kera.
"Not so fast, we still have some problems to work out. There are only three of them, but there are four of us. Who's going to be the substitute?" Conner asked.
All of us stared at him. Surprisingly, this news seemed to please Abby.
"I will! I want to be the substitute!" Abby volunteered.
"No, I will." Conner stated.
"B-but…I thought you wanted to blade. Besides, I want to be the substitute!"
"No. I'll be the substitute. I'll tell you why. It's strategy. My bit beast has the ability to draw energy from the bit beast it faces. I'll be our trump card if anything goes wrong. If nothing does, I'll participate only in the matches where I'm most needed. This will give us an early lead. Abby, you need the experience more than I do. Remember, we don't want to reveal our strategies. Most importantly, we don't want to call out our bit beasts unless we absolutely have to! We can take our main opponents by surprise if we follow this plan."
"So THAT'S how you beat me! CHEAP!" Kera screeched.
We all ignored Kera.
"O-okay…I still would feel better if I were the substitute…" Abby stuttered.
"It'll be fine Abby. Have more faith in yourself." I assured her.
After that little talk, we headed to the hotel Avalanche was staying at. We didn't have any problem finding them. It's hard to miss them in their bulky winter clothes with their faces hid by woolly scarves. You'd think they belonged in Antarctica by the way they dressed! There's dressing for the weather, and then there's…dressing too much for the weather. Adrenaline rushed through my veins. I had been waiting to do this for a long time. I cleared my throat.
"Hey Avalanche!" I bellowed. They all turned around simultaneously. I grinned, and then continued.
"My team, The BeyShadows, challenges you!"
"Conner's the one who's the team captain!" Kera blurted. Now the dramatic effect of my entrance had been ruined!
"Thanks a lot Kera!" I snapped. She just stood there grinning happily.
"Um, no thanks. We're a bit busy right now; we have no time to beyblade amateurs." The chubbiest one of the group said in a snotty, arrogant tone.
"WHAT!" Kera shrieked.
"Yeah, so, see ya later, eh?" The tallest one sighed.
Now I was getting really pissed off. Even Conner seemed to look at them menacingly.
"Wait just a second! We came all the way from Toronto to challenge you!" Abby shouted, almost pleadingly.
"Well, that's your fault for making a bad decision eh? Cause we canooks don't really have the time to blade ya right now." The shortest of the group stated.
I smiled; I had an idea that would make them accept our challenge for sure.
"A real blader takes up any challenge to prove their skills! Cowards! Are you afraid of losing?!"
The three of them glared at me.
"Course not! Fine, we accept your challenge!" The fat one yelled.
The old, 'Are you afraid to fight me?' works every time, I thought contentedly.
"Alright, if you guys lose though, we'll be taking your place at the worlds. We're all Canadians here so…may the best Canadian win!" I cried out. Avalanche exchanged looks.
"Wait just a darn second! We didn't-"
"Awww…is the big, bad Avalanche team afraid to lose to a bunch of 'amateurs?'" Kera taunted.
"Course not!" All three of them spat.
"You don't stand a snowball's chance!" The tall one taunted.
"A…snowball's chance?" mumbled Kera.
"I worry about their sanity." I whispered to Kera. She laughed.
We walked all to a tiny park close to the parliament buildings; strolled through the thick, rusted iron gates of the park. It was a quaint, quiet place, a thick blanket of snow was draped across the earth, and the trees seemed barren and lonely as the eerie winter winds rippled through them. There was a large, metallic dish in the middle of the park. My team and Avalanche faced opposite sides. I grinned, the mood was set.
"Alright! I'm up first!" I stated.
"Then you're against me! Rhin of Avalanche!" The obvious leader of the group (the fat one) hollered.
Kera did the countdown, "3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!"
We launched our beyblades into the sleek, shining dish. I remembered what Conner had said about revealing our bit beasts. I needed to finish this fast, before he called his out. That wasn't much of a problem.
"Alex wins!" Abby squeaked, jumping up and down.
Next up was Kera.
"3, 2, 1, LET IT RIIIIIP!" Abby yipped, her fingers crossed.
Kera also won effortlessly against some guy called Stu. Abby beybladed in the one match that didn't count for anything since we'd already won two out of three. Her emerald beyblade shone and sparkled in the winter sunlight as she launched it into the dish.
She successfully crushed some guy called Tam. "WE WON!" We all screamed in unison. We had smashed and beaten Avalanche effortlessly. Conner's worries about them using some sort of ultimate strategy couldn't be more wrong. Thank god for that.
"FINALS HERE WE COME!" We all shouted in celebration.
Avalanche was trampled; their spirit and their hopes of competing in the worlds were utterly broken. The best part about my match was that Dark Wing hadn't caused me any trouble at all! I felt like I was in control now. There was no point in telling the others to worry over something that had become no big deal. Avalanche gave an excuse to the BBA, and told them we would compete in their place. They were such a bunch of sore losers. They looked as if their life was coming to an end as they walked away into the evening breeze and disappeared from Ottawa. Our dream of competing in the world finals was becoming a reality. We were the BeyShadows, and we were gonna kick some serious ass!
Phantom Phoenix's Note: Yeah, sorry the update took so long. Went away for March break and then life just got in the way. I got some more reviews, so I'm happy now and I'll keep posting my story. For all of you who are like, 'where the hell are the bladebreakers?' They're in the very next chapter, so don't worry (which is why this chapter's so long). Read and review people!