Chapter 12: Justice Six?

[I'm sorry] you started but were cut off with some ones hand covering your mouth. Keeping you from saying the name that now haunted your memories. Brining your eyes up they stared it to the vibrant violet of Bryans. [Don't say that name Shadow] he said to you not letting go of your mouth so you couldn't answer him. Confusion spread to your eyes. {Shadow} you thought. Then you took a look around the room. Remembering the Justice Five battle and Boris. {Shit! If there's a camera in here they know who I am!} you shouted at yourself forgetting your daydream from a couple minutes ago. Bryan slowly brought his hand away from your mouth and smirked at you. Surprisingly you smirked back at him. A silent thanks for him saving your ass back there. Just then the door to the room flew open. A loud bang was heard as the door slammed against the wall. In walked a very pissed looking Tyson. [What's wrong Tyson?] questioned Hilary shocked by Tyson's actions. [Nothing really. Boris just told me that if we lose the tournament we cant beyblade again. Ever. No matter where it is or when.] He said anger visible in his eyes and voice. [Well we just cant lose then] said Ray giving his team mate a reassuring smile. [Ya] Tyson said lowly not sounding to confident.

[Meg. Meeeg. MEG GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED NOW!] someone screamed in your ear. You being you, just turned over and buried your head in the blankets in an attempt to make the annoying voice disappear. Only to have them torn off minutes later. Now you buried your head in the pillow not about to wake up anytime soon. [LAZY ASS GET OUT OF BED!] shouted Mike as he pushed you out of the bed and on to the floor. A loud thump was heard as you connected with the hard ground. A chill went threw your system from the rush of cold air. For a minute you just sat there trying to register what happened still not fully awake. [Why are you here?] you asked emotionlessly never removing your gaze from the floor. [Cause Tyson and Gramps asked if I wanted to come to the battles. Hey you look like a zombie.] he said laughing as he was wiping his hand in front of your face. But you didn't do anything. You were still half asleep and didn't feel like dealing with his stupid shit right now. [Ok, be that way] Mike said with a sigh as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You stared at him with your half awake eyes, now wondering what the hell he was going to do. Whatever it was, you didn't have a good feeling about it. [WAKE UP!] he screamed as he threw you in the freezing cold water streaming out of the shower. A shock went jolting threw your system removing all sleep that was once in your body. [MIKE YOU DAMN BASTARD] you screamed at him as you ran towards him. Water puddles were forming on the floor from your soaking wet pyjama pants and top. Mike was laughing his ass off as he ran to get away from your soon to come beating. Not that he could out run you for long. Soon he was sent toppling towards the ground. You had jumped on his back and tackled him down to the floor. [Damn...] Mike said lowly as he looked up to see your smirking face. But it wasn't the smiling smirk it was the ha-ha-your-in-deep-shit smirk. [What's going on in here] came Spencer's voice from the doorway. [Nothing] you said in an innocent voice as you got off of Mikes back. Who sighed in relief thinking that you weren't going to do anything to him. Wrong. Then just as Mike turned over, you kicked him where it hurts. Mike let out a low groan of pain as he curled up into a little ball. A pained look spread quickly on his face, as a smirk spread on yours. You then just walked over to the closet acting as if nothing happened. Spencer just watched from the doorway shocked and confused. He then quietly closed the door muttering [Crazy shit heads] under his breathe.

[Morning Meg, Mike!] shouted Hilary as soon as you two had come down the steps. You gave a small head nod towards Hilary and Mike just grunted. He was still pissed at you, but was going to take it out on the rest of the house instead. Like he always does. [Meg!] Hilary shouted again as she ran to catch up with you and Mike who were heading towards the kitchen for breakfast. [Why aren't you in the masked fighter outfit!] she asked since she didn't really expect an answer from you. Quickly you took a look at your dark gray almost black baggy pant, deep crimson top, and black vans. [Cause I'm not the fifth blader anymore] you said pouring yourself a cup off coffee only to have the cup taken away by Mike. He just smiled once you glared at him. Pissed you just grabbed another cup out of the cabinet and pour yourself a cup. Thinking about pouring it on him. Then deciding that you didn't want to know what the pay back for that was going to be. [I still think that you should be in the masked blader outfit!] Hilary continued refusing to leave it alone. [Well you keep thinking that] you said giving her a false smile as you left the kitchen. Only so you wouldn't have to listen to her complaints anymore. But that didn't happen. [What if your life is in danger now!] she persisted. [That's my problem not yours] you growled growing angrier by the moment. [You're my friend, so its my problem to!] she shouted as you took a seat on the couch next to your brother and Mike. [Hilary. I. Don't. Care.] you said slowly so she would understand you. Walking to the window seat you plopped down to enjoy the view and getting farther away from Hilary. Mike sat next to you, his big ass taking up most of the seat. [But...] she started again but was cut off by Mike. [SHUT THE HELL UP! SHES NOT CHANGING SO GET OVER IT!]. By now everyone in the room was looked at you three. Sitting there calmly drinking your coffee you tuned out Mike and Hilary's new argument about who knew you better. [HOMMIES! ITS TIME FOR THE FIGHT! GET YOUR BUTTS A MOVEN!] shouted Gramps as he ran into the room waving his arms around as if he was a mad man. [I think Gramps is getting worse] muttered Mike lowly to you giving gramps a weird look. You just shrugged and finished off your coffee. Slowly everyone in the room walked to the front door or garage in your case.

You and Mike slowly and casually climbed the white stairs inside the front doors of Bega. The seats that you were assigned to where in the balcony. Very last row to be exact. Not that you minded. Less people to deal with, and an easier way to leave. The rest of the teams were in the middle. Once on the balcony you spotted your seats. Yours was the last one by the steps. Then Mikes was next to yours. The seats didn't look to uncomfortable. Everyone had their own pull out seat with a light blue cushion. But you, being you decided to sit on the gray railing behind your seat instead of the seat. [WELCOME TO THE FINAL BATTLES OF THE JUSTICE FIVE MATCH! THESE ARE THE DECIDING BATTLES OVER THE NEW BEYBLADING CONROLER! TYSON AND HIS G REVOLUTIONS AGAINST BEGAS OWN BLADERS! WHO WILL BE THE WINNER! LETS GET THE FOURTH BATTLE ON THE WAY! WILL THE BLADERS FOUR EACH TEAM PLEASE COME TO THE DISH!] shouted DJ Jazzman into his mic. Kai slowly walked towards the dish along with the blond, named Garland, who had beat Tala. Your anger rose with just one look at him. It was because of him that Tala was hurt and in the hospital. Suddenly before the battle began Kai was shouting something to the other team. Although you couldn't make out what it was due to the loud cheers of the crowd all around you. Garland looked taken back by Kais shouting. But soon he was smirking. [IT SEEMS THAT KAI HAS CHALLANGED BROOKLYN TO A BATTLE! WILL BROOKLYN ACCEPT THIS CHALLENGE? DOES KAI EVEN REMEMBER THE LAST TIME HE FACED BROOKLYN? WHAT WILL HAPPEN?] DJ Jazzman boomed into the mic. The crowed was silent. Eagerly waiting for an answer. Brooklyn looked disappointed, but walked towards the dish none the less. [READY YOUR BLADES!] shouted Jazzman. Both bladers took out their launchers and snapped their blades on. [Ill be right back] you said to Mike as you flipped over the railing. Mike just nodded his eyes glued on the battle that was about to begin. But you couldn't watch. For some reason you had a feeling that you shouldn't stay there. Quickly you walked down the hall and towards the steps that you had come up not that long ago. Darkness covered you as you opened the door and went into the dimly lit stairwell. The eerie yellow from the dim bulb above flooded over you. A sense of something amiss was in the air. You tried to ignore it though as you took a step towards the steps. [Well, well. Look what we have here..] came a voice threw the darkness. Frozen in mid-step you metal kicked yourself for not listening to your feelings. Slowly your eyes scanned the darkness. Looking for the sigh of the person that had spoken. A shadow to your left slowly started to move. Quickly you spun around to face who ever it was. [Meg I have a deal for you.] came the voice again. But now you recognized it. [Boris what the fuck do you want.] you sneered at him standing your ground showing him no fear. It wasn't faked though. You really had no fear towards this man. Just hatred and loathing. [Just a little deal. How bout you have a beybattle with one of my bladers. If you win I go away no matter what happens in these last two battles.] he said reaching out a hand. {Why would he put this all on the line? There must be a catch. But I cant just miss this opportunity to destroy Bega. But then I can never blade again no matter where or when. WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO!} you thought fighting with yourself to find an answer. [Fine] you finally said reluctantly shaking his hand. [Excellent] he said as a creepy smirk appeared on his lips. You could already tell that there was something seriously wrong here.

Boris then abruptly turned and walked down the steps without another word. Slowly you followed his lead. Wondering what you had gotten yourself into all along the way. Every now and then a dim light was flash over your head sending and eerie glow to the steps below. Other then that it was completely dark. Almost as if it was already night. Just then Boris stopped at a door. Turning to look at you, he gave a disturbing smirk before opening the door. A dull amount of light flooded into the door. Reluctantly you followed him out the door. Taking a look at your surroundings you could tell that you were outside. In an alleyway right behind the Bega building. A gray blanket of clouds covered the sky. A black beydish was placed in the middle of the alleyway. Slowly you walked to the side of the dish. Another person already stood on the other side. They were covered him a dark cloak. Nothing showing except their eyes. Their bright green eyes. Anger and fear rose within you. Was this really the person that had killed your friend and team mate? [Meg, I would like you to meet your opponent.] laughed Boris as he gestured his hand towards the cloaked figure. A haunting laugh escaped the cloaked figure. This pissed you off, but you wouldn't show that. That monster didn't deserve to know how much pain they had caused you. Slowly they reached their hand up towards the hood. [I think that you would like to know who I really am] said the figure. {No shit} you screamed in your head, but said nothing. The figure laughed wickedly bringing your blood to a boil. Slowly the hood feel to their shoulders. Shock froze you in place and confusion filled your mind. [S... Steavy...?] you stuttered. She just laughed. [Aww, Meg you look hurt.] she said with false hurt in her voice an a sadistic smile on her face. [Why... WHY WOULD YOU KILL HER!] you shouted wanting answers. [Oh... That. Well it was my orders to do so. You see I've never stopped working for Boris. I actually enjoy working for him. That's why I was always so happy at the Abbey. The pain and suffering of other people bring me joy.] she answered you a twisted smile on her lips. [Ladies, ladies. You can chat later. Now we have a battle to get under way.] Boris said while clapping his hands. [So, Boris I never asked. What happens if this bitch here wins?] you asked him in a smug tone your eyes never leaving Steavy's. [Then you work for me. ] she said in a sing song voice. Your eyes widened. It had been years since you had heard your full title. Of course it was in Russian but in English it more or less meant Mistress of Darkness, the wolf. That was you. A title that you didn't like but had no choice to carry. [Lets get this battle started] said Steavy sounding bored. But she seemed to be bothered by your title. Who wouldn't be, if they knew what it meant.

[Three... Two... One... Let It Rip!] shouted and official ref that was brought out to watch the battle. Without a word from you or Steavy, both of your blades went soaring into the dish. Her silver blade immediately started to circle your black and red one. But this didn't worry you. Steavy would never be as good as you. And you had always known that. Boris was stupid to ever think differently. [Valcon!] she screamed at her blade. Already she was calling out her bit-beast. You smirked. Once you brought out Eclipse this battle would be done for. A bright silver light surrounded her blade as her beast emerged from the chip located in the centre of the blade. Valcon was a mighty falcon. His feathers were a bright green with silver outlining. Other then that nothing was special on him. {I'm shaking} you thought looking up at this pathetic beast. Your beast was much strong then any of the sacred bit-beast possessed by the former Bladebreakers. [Eclipse!] you called on your mighty bit-beast. Black smoke shot from your blade. Slowly the smoke materialized into your winged wolf bit-beast. Shock and fear quickly flashed across Steavy's face as she looked at your beast. Smirking you commanded Eclipse to attack. [Dark Ember!] you called. Eclipses wings spread as he prepared for the attack. The black fire circling his wings and paws increased as the white symbol on his head shown black. A mighty roar escaped his throat. Quickly he flapped his wings. As he did this burning black embers shat as Steavy's Valcon. Valcon screamed in pain as the embers burned its feathers. [Quicksilver!] shouted Steavy attacking you with Valcon's strongest move. Valcon screeched before opening its mouth and shooting out burning hot mercury. Eclipse roared in pain as the liquefied metal connected with his fur. But recovered quickly. Valcon and Eclipse then started to circle each other. Below your blades crashing against each other. Sparks flying from the contact. By the look on Steavy's face you could tell that she was running out of power. Soon this battle would be yours for the taking. You just had to wait for the right time. And there it was! [Ecli] you started but was cut short when a sharp pain exploded on your shoulder. For a minute you vision blurred. Once it had cleared you could see that Steavy was once again attacking you blade with full force. {What was that?} you thought, but had no time to check out your shoulder. Now you had to wait again to find the perfect time to attack. In the mean time your blade was getting slammed and hard. Then you saw the perfect timing again. Just as you were about to command Eclipse to attack a sharp pain whipped across your arm and leg. This time you took your eyes off the battle to look at your wounds. Deep cuts were going across your left leg and right arm. Then you heard something other then yours and Steavy's blades. Looking you saw three blades surrounding you. Then you looked towards Boris. Standing next to him was three more bladers. [Cheater!] you screamed at him. [Now, now. I never said this was going to be a fair battle did I? Boys would you like to show Meg what you can do.] sneered Boris. The three boys grinned as they looked at you. [Attack!] they all yelled at the same time. {Shit} you thought seeing the blades begin circle fast around your feet below. Just then the blades started to attack you with full force. Pain erupted everywhere as your vision blurred. Your body was being thrown back and forth by the force of the impacts. [ECLIPSE!] you screamed out of desperation. Quickly Eclipse looked over towards you forgetting about Valcon who he had been fighting on his own. Seeing that you were being attacked, he quickly smashed the blades. Using only his spirit so you wouldn't lose the battle. {Thanks..} you silently said to him once he had returned to the battle along with your attention. Fire was now burning in your eyes. Fear spread across Steavy's face as she saw that you were still standing and able to finish the battle. [HELLS END!] you screamed to Eclipse ready to finish this battle off quickly. Shadows and flames encircled his body as he charged towards Valcon. Once contact Valcon was burned by hot flames and attached by shadows. Valcon was thrown out of the dish. Steavy looked at her fallen blade amazed and shocked. Then realization hit her. Quickly she picked up her blade and ran. What Boris had done a long time ago. Quietly you called Eclipse back to your hand. Once Eclipse was safely in your pocket you collapsed. Blood was flowing everywhere. A pool of it had already collected at your feet. Deep cuts were across your legs, arms, back, and stomach. Then one lucky shot had hit you in the check. You were in some much pain that your body felt numb. Unable to take all the pain it reverted to nothingness. Not something you weren't familiar with. The sky then turned a aged yellow. The colour in old photographs. Sighing you slowly and painfully pulled yourself towards the wall. Finally after a couple of minutes you could rest our back on the brick wall. A violent breeze picked up blowing your hair all over. A dark gray now covered the sky. The rumble of thunder was heard off in the distance. {Shit. Why me?} you thought taking a deep breathe knowing that you had to make it to the door. But it seemed miles away now. Especially since you couldn't walk with you badly injured legs. Rain then started to pelt you. {Dose everything hate me?} you shouted to yourself frustrated. Slowly and painfully you pulled yourself up on your legs. Pain shot threw them once you put pressure on them. But you had to get to the door some way or another. The rain water was making your cuts sting with each drop that landed in them. Limping you slowly made your way towards the door. {Finally} you thought as you were just a foot away from the door. Then suddenly you were sent toppling towards the ground. Your legs had finally given out on you. A burning sensation erupted from your cuts as dirt dug deep into them. Winching you pulled yourself to your knees. Refusing to give up. Slowly you crawled the rest of the way to the door. Winching every time the pain become to much to handle. Shakily you reached your hand up towards the knob. Water was dripping from your face making your vision blurred. Blindly you grabbed the knob and turned it. But the door wouldn't open. {What now!} you yelled pissed as fuck. The wind then grew stronger whipping the rain droplets against you harder. Making them feel like bullets pelting your skin. This almost caused you to scream in pain. But you were stronger then that. Pushing with all your might you attempted to open the door. And surprisingly it worked. Quickly the door flew inwards as you collapsed on the floor. Then the door quickly coming towards you caught your attention. Out of reflexes you rolled to the left to escape the doors path. The door closed with a loud bang just barley missing you. A slight sigh of relief came from your lips as you rested your back on the stone wall. Water dripped from your body to the floor causing a dripping sound. Drip, drip, drip. Was the last thing you heard before you were consumed by the on coming darkness.

Bryan and Spencer sat at Tala's bed side watching the battles intently. Kai had just won his fight with Brooklyn. Happiness was on Bryan and Spencer's face for once. They felt that the Justice Five Challenge was G Revolutions for the taking. It was just a matter of time. The constant beep of Tala's machines was the only sound in the room. Beep, beep, beep. Jazzman was now announcing who would be fighting in the last fight of the challenge. Just then the beep of the machines quickened. Beep, beep, beep. Bryan and Spencer quickly brought their attention to Tala. His hands were moving. A pained expression was on his face. Then suddenly his eyes opened and he sat up in bed while ripping of his oxygen mask. [Something's wrong] he said as he jumped out of bed and grabbed his jacket that was on the seat behind Bryan. Bryan and Spencer had confused looks on their faces. How could Tala just suddenly wake up, and be fine? But at least he was awake and fine. Or so they thought he was fine. [But, Tala you should stay in bed] argued Spencer looking at his leader with worry in his eyes. [We need to go] is all Tala said as he ran out the door. Giving Bryan and Spencer no choice but to follow him. Finally they stopped running in front of the Bega building. They had run the ten blocks in the pouring rain to get there. [What's wrong Tala?] questioned Bryan finally noticing Tala's worried expression. [There's just something wrong here. I can feel it.] he said as he ran into the building and up the steps. Bryan and Spencer close behind him. Finally they had reached the balcony. Bryan and Spencer looked at Tyson's match against Garland, but Tala scanned the crowed. Finally he spotted the person he wanted to see. He sprinted towards Mike who was across from him. [Mike, where's Meg?] Tala gasped out of breathe and in pain. [Tala! Your awake! I think Meg went to the bathroom. Just sit here until she comes back] answered Mike his attention already back on the battle below. Tala sighed but sat down anyway.

Dust filled the air blocking the view of the dish. Keeping the winner a mystery for a couple more minutes. Finally the dust had settled. [AND THE WINNER IS] started DJ Jazzman surveying the arena looking for the winning beyblade. [THE WINNER IS TYSON OF THE G REVOLUTIONS! THAT MEANS BOTH TEAMS ARE AT A TIE! WHO IS NOW GOING TO BATTLE FOR THE TIEBREAKER!] shouted Jazzman. The crowd went wild hearing this. That meant they would get more for their moneys worth. But to the G Revolutions and everyone that live at you house it meant another chance to beat Boris. Then for Boris it meant another chance to rune his plan. Just then a boy ran out on stage. A black tape was in his hand. For a minute he whispered something in Jazzman's ear. Shock filled Jazzman's face. Not that you would be able to see his eyes which were being blocked from the dumb ass shades he was wearing. [IT SEEMS THAT THE SIXTH BATTLE HAS ALREADY BEEN FOUGHT! THE FOOTAGE IN THIS TAPE WITH WILL SHOW US THE WINNER!] he shouted holding up the tape to show the crowd. Everyone cheered except for the bladers in the crowd. One question was on everyone's mind. On both sides. Who were the bladers? Jazzman placed the tape in the VCR and pressed play. The image of the alleyway appeared on the giant screen. [IT SEEMS WE HAVE MEG FIGHTING FOR G REVOLUTIONS! MEG IS THE NUMBER ONE AMERICAN AND NORTH AMERICAN BLADER, BUT HAS NEVER COMPETED IN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS! SHE IS ALSO WORLD CHAMP TYSON GRANGERS SISTER! THEN IT LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE STEAVY ANOTHER ONE OF BEGAS OWN BLADERS FIGHTING FOR THEM!] announced Jazzman. Everyone one from G Revolutions were shocked. [At the bathroom? Really?] said Tala to Mike up in the stands. Mike just smiled at him stupidly. They then showed the battle. The battle flashed by just as it had happened. Everyone seemed to be getting into the battle. But then the random blade attacked your shoulder. Shock filled the room. No one said a thing. Even the cheering stopped. The camera then focused on the blades around your feet that you had just recently discovered. [Cheater!] you screamed at him. [Now, now. I never said this was going to be a fair battle did I? Boys would you like to show Meg what you can do.] sneered Boris. The three boys grinned as they looked at you. You glared back at them. [Attack!] they all yelled at the same time. Pain came to the eyes of the people that knew you best. They couldn't stand to see you being beat up unfairly. The tape stopped with you falling down unconscious or so they thought after Steavy had ran away. [FROM THE THINGS FOUND ON THIS TAPE THE BEGA TEAM IS DISQUALIFIED FROM THIS CHALLENGE! THAT MAKES THE G REVOLUTIONS THE WINNERS! ALSO BORIS YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR HARMING A BLADER INTENTIONALLY!] Jazzman shouted pointing towards Boris. In an instant policemen were surrounding Boris ready to hall his ass off to jail.

You watched Megs limp body fall to the ground on the screen right before it grew black. You eyes widened. You had to find her! You knew that Boris wouldn't have helped her in anyway. Quickly you ran out of your seat and down the hall. Knowing exactly where to go you headed for the stairs to your right. That alleyway should be right out the door at the bottom. Footsteps echoed behind you as Mike followed you down the steps. You were glade he was here. He seemed to know Meg better then anyone and could probably help her take away some of her pain. Then you stopped dead you in your tracks. There at the bottom of the steps was Meg. She was laying limp on the floor with her back leaning against the wall. A mix of blood and water surrounded her on the floor. But it was mostly blood. And more blood just kept pouring out of her deep wounds. It pained you to see her this way. She was always so strong. Never taking any crap from anyone. And now she was there lying in blood and water passed out on the floor. And she thought that Steavy was her friend. How fucked up was that. Carefully you picked her up. Mike opened the door so you could leave the building. Finally the rain had stopped. But it was still dark and gray out. Mike and you walked in silence towards the hospital. {Hold, Meg... Just hold on...}