Considered Good or Evil?
"What do you mean you've lost sight of them?" Boris shouted slamming his right fist down on the brown desk in front of him.
"Sir; the two you had sights on just disappeared, there's no sign of them anywhere." A BEGA worker explained to his boss.
"Well go and find them." Boris ordered loudly.
"Yes sir!" The man snapped to attention and left the room; leaving Boris to his thoughts.
Boris sat in his chair; propping his elbows on the desk, with his chin resting on the back of his hands. His thoughts were racing; trying to conclude the next step to his plans. It failed miserably since he needed either one of the two he had set his sights on. If he could obtain both of them; then it would be even more of a bonus for his plans. His eyes were closed as he recalled his previous plan; which now he has to change, because of the unexpected events. Now everything was all muddled up; this wasn't how things were meant to have turned out, where was it all going wrong?
Hiro entered the room; instantly seeing Boris deep in thought, as his eyes were still closed. Anger distorted his features; clearing showing that what he saw, or what news he's received, obviously blew the gasket, his temper. Hiro slightly regretted entering the room; to provide Boris with the daily news, on how their 'secret weapon' was coming along. His eyes were still shielded by the black sunglass; hiding the emotions, or plans that he has of his own. He was having second thoughts on disturbing him to let him know of the progress of his best blader. He turned around; walked towards the door, but by the time he slightly opened it, Boris had called his name. He hesitated before closing the door and retaking his steps back up in front of the desk; where Boris sat, but this time with his eyes open.
"Hiro; you better have some good news to report, otherwise I'll just have to reassign you. Because bad news clearly states to me that the job hasn't been done properly; or not at all" Boris said threateningly.
"Actually the news is in our favour. Brooklyn's improving in many ways; he's even begun to take a clear interest in the sport, but still finds it merely too easy for him. His power still amazes me; it's clearly off the charts, and still increases to rise." Hiro reported.
"Excellent. Now; wouldn't you think it's time for Brooklyn to receive a perfect competitor, in which would enhance his skills?" Boris question Hiro with a smirk.
"Tyson's a great opponent for him; however, they can't battle each other till the agreed date." Hiro replied.
"Tyson's not who I really had in mind; but you are right about him being a great opponent for Brooklyn. I was thinking along the lines of; you know, having either of the two I seek to join my organisation, from Celestial Divinity to become his competitor." Boris spoke with a smirk.
"I believe you're taking those two a little seriously. You've only read their data; you've not seen them in battle, so you can't say for sure that they truly are as the data has stated." Hiro told him; confirming the truth behind what he says.
"Ah; you're right Hiro. Maybe I should see them both in action; but there's one little problem we'll be having with that. They've both disappeared!" Boris shouted towards the end.
Hiro sighed with irritation; he'd never thought that something like this could be so troublesome before. If he had never brought up the information about Celestial Divinity in the first place; then maybe Boris wouldn't be so devoted in bringing two of them into the organisation. This was the first time he was regretting something terribly; never once has he regretted his decision that could help alter the future, but this time Boris was far too headstrong into getting the two he had his sights on. What was so unique and distinctive about those two that he'd do anything just to gain them on his side? Whatever the reason; it was surely putting more pressure and weight on Hiro's shoulders, giving him more work and more of a headache.
Ming-Ming and Kasey sat on a beach gossiping to each other; giggling at what the other says, but mainly they enjoyed the others company. Mystel leaned against a wall; arms crossed over his chest, with the mask covering his eyes. He watched intently as Crusher and Garland were battling it out with their blades in the dish. Brooklyn was lying on another bench with his eyes closed; not listening to what was about him, just entering his own world, thinking on many things, especially thinking of his bit-beast, who recently had been acting strangely. Whenever his bit-beast acted strangely; it also causes him to act strangely, in a different way, it was surprising that the others hadn't noticed Brooklyn's change. Kai wasn't paying attention to the others within the room; he just merely leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, minding his own business.
Kasey had just giggled at what Ming-Ming had just spoken; but they didn't gain any attention from any other people within the room, however it didn't matter to them, as they were too heated up in their own conversation to matter on what was around them. The two divas loved to sing just as much as beyblading. When separate in battle; they were headstrong and were confidence in their singing and beyblading skills, they both combined their two talents together to become even stronger. However; when they were together, they were an even greater force, one that shouldn't be underestimated and thought of as weak. When together; their power would be doubled, giving more confidence and headstrong spirit when they battled.
Mystel watched the battle in silence; quite eager to find out whom the battle would go, even if it was obvious to him. He loved to have his peace and be up in high places; he just didn't like to be tied down, like a bird in a cage, he just didn't like it at all. He loved to have time to himself; where he can think and be at peace, where he isn't tied down, or have any worries to watch out for, he loved to be free. He also loved to beyblade; using his skills of his blade to get to high places, whereas others cannot. His power was more powerful than Ming-Ming's and Kasey's; but might be evenly matched when they both go up against him.
Crusher's a tough guy; but with a very sensitive heart, whereas he's extraordinarily kind. He battles truly with his heart; but battles for his sister, Monica, who's in the hospital. He loves his sister so much he'd do anything for her. He also loves to beyblade; but with the power of love for his sister, he grants that power to his blade, smashing all his opponents before him. When Tyson went up against him for the first time; and took the victory, he was devastated he lost the battle. But with losing the battle; he's become stronger so that he can't fail his sister. He's stronger than Ming-Ming and Kasey when fighting them individually; but when they're together, they overpower him greatly.
Kai's a very distant but stubborn male. He keeps to himself and only himself. His feelings are always kept dormant inside him; not once slipped through his grasp, as he would never lose his hold on them. He was too deep in thought yet he was able to hear everything around him; as he paid attention to his surroundings, like a trained assassin. Kai was born a leader; he hated taking orders, and loved to break ones that he didn't want to oblige by in the first place. He does what he pleases when he pleases. If he wants something he'll go after it immediately. It can't be said what he loves; but he does have some affection towards the feline creatures, and they too have some affection for him. He always keeps an eye on the prize in everything he does; but he does like bey-battling, along with his bit-beast Dranzer. Kai's power is more than the others; but for Garland, he could be a match, but as for Brooklyn, that might have yet to be seen.
Garland's a headstrong male; who also keeps his eye on the prize, and aims for victory in all things he does. His attitude speaks for itself as he takes most things as a game; a sport that he must become victorious in. He takes to his family lineage; whereas if he meets a worthy opponent, then he can use his family teachings against his opponent, so that he can triumph. He's not once been able to defeat Brooklyn; but only gets a sarcastic statement from him, when Brooklyn triumphs over him. His power is more superior to the others; might be an even match for Kai though. What Garland loves is quite a mystery; but it could possibly well be that he loves to take place in the family traditions, where he'll be number one in a sport, like the rest of his family.
Brooklyn was a completely different type of guy. Distant; angelical, taunting, carefree, so many words could barely describe him completely. He doesn't really care about others about him; if he does, he certainly doesn't show it. He wears a mask to cover up his true feelings that he doesn't want to express towards others; as he doesn't know how to. What he loves is quite obvious to all people as he tries to stay outdoors with nature all the time. When he was told to do something else; you could tell that he didn't like it, and he would groan at it in annoyance. His power has yet to surface; it's completely dormant inside him, as he only used his natural beyblading skills to defeat all his opponents, and so far that has always been successful. Not once has he ever gotten beaten; so he took that as there's no point in showing his true power to everyone. Brooklyn in all is a secretive guy; who could possibly be passionate underneath the mask he wears, which is used to disguise his true feelings.
The battle between Crusher and Garland ended with Garland taking the win quite easily. Mystel walked over to congratulate Garland on the win; and to congratulate Crusher on a good job. Ming-Ming and Kasey both ran over to the three males and began to talk with them. Brooklyn and Kai just stayed where they were; not really caring if the battle had ended. Kai being Kai; just open his eyes and looked to the four bladers chatting amongst themselves. His gaze landed on Brooklyn; as he had turned his head to look at the orange haired teen. He just gave an emotionless stare at his laid out form. He looked back to the small group again; before watching them without any interest present in his eyes. The small group walked over to Brooklyn; Garland looked to Kai, looking as if he was going to say something.
Before Garland could say anything to Kai; he began to walk over to the group, already guessing that was what Garland wanted to say to him. He reached the bench where Brooklyn laid on top. His left leg was lifted up; bent at the knee, whilst the other one laid out straight. His hands were behind his head; his features stated he was having a little siesta. When they loomed over him; he opened his eyes to find himself looking up at six different faces, all which he knows. He gave a slightly shocked but confused look at the six individual beybladers; who all looked down at him. He let a deep sigh escape his lips; already having a guess what most of them, in particular, wanted off him. He removed his hands from underneath his head and lifted himself up. He closed his eyes as allowed another sigh to depart from his slightly opened lips. He turned his body to face the others; opened his aqua blue eyes, and looked up at them.
"So tell me Brooke; I mean, how you know understand where you're going that is." Hera asked her with curiosity showing in her voice.
"I was given the directions." Brooke answered her.
"Oh you mean; 'Seek an abandoned house which is sought for demolition. Underneath is the place you seek; the place where the end is brought, if you are too late'" Hera mimed the voice inside Brooke's head.
"Are you making fun of me?" Brooke asked her.
"No; I'm miming and making fun of the voice inside your brain." Hera remarked.
"That still counts for making fun of me." Brooke shot back at her.
"That ain't directions anyhow; it's a fricking riddle." Hera moaned.
"Stop moping Hera; you can mope after we've found Angel, ok." Brooke spoke to stop Hera from continuing with her wining.
Hera groaned and slumped forwards slightly with her arms dangling in front of her. Brooke rolled her eyes at Hera's childish demeanour; but continued to walk down the dark abandoned streets; a place where the sun couldn't smother in its light. The alleyway was cramped as the walls seemed to be closing in on each other; it was that narrow that they had to go through in single file. Hera walked in front of Brooklyn; seeming like she already had an idea where to go. Brooke just followed right behind her; keeping close to her as well as keeping her eye upon her back as much as possible, it was to make sure that she wasn't to get lost.
Hera's senses perked up dramatically; shivers travelled all the way down her spine, vibes seemed to be threatening her to retreat. She abruptly stopped; causing Brooke to almost slam into her back. She tried snapping Hera out of her trance; but her senses were too far gone, ignoring her totally, but focused upon the sounds that humans couldn't hear. The wind whistled through the streets; a voice upon the wind, signalling them, more like Hera since she was the only one of the two that could hear it, to turn back. Their hairs were whipped by the wind; the voice calling out to them, attempting to get them away from the dangers that lay beyond.
The wind wisped away; their hairs returned to connect with their backs, the voice's pleadings vanished without a trace. Hera returned back to reality; finally noticing Brooke's callings, but only to be blasted with her shouting down her right ear hole. Hera shoved a hand over Brooke's back and slammed her into the wall, harshly. Brooke gasped because it slightly took some wind out of her; but overall, she was surprised and shocked by her sudden actions. Hera applied a deadly glare to her actions; telling her that she didn't appreciate her shouting down her ear hole. Brooke cringed under her intense but deadly; never in her life has she seen anyone look so murderous before, if a glare could kill, she'd be dead a hundred times over.
"Brooke; I've got a very high defence rate, so it's best not to do that ever again, do you understand?" Hera demanded.
Brooke could only nod at her for understanding; for she was covering her mouth with her hand. Hera sighed before letting her go; and she gently landed on the ground, as Hera didn't lift her to high up the wall. Brooke was most defiantly not expecting; she was petrified out of her flipping mind. Hera apologised to her before grabbing her hand and moving onward through the alleyway. Hera kept her senses one hundred percent alert; her eyes darting through the alleyway; which split to enter more alleyways. Her eyes penetrated the darkness; locating the exit, the right way they needed to go.
They kept going straight till the alleyway came to a dead end. Frustrated completely; Hera punched a wooden panel, which was nailed across a window over an abandoned house. The wood split; blood trailed down from her knuckles. She shrugged it off as if it were nothing; then glanced back to the brick wall, which barricaded her path. Light seeped through a gap in the wall; which Hera went over to inspect. To her satisfaction; it was a gap leading to the other side. The gap wasn't of a good size so that they both could fit through it easily; it was possible that they wouldn't be able to fit through it, well maybe Hera could, but Brooke...it was difficult to say.
Brooke walked over to Hera's side; already forgetting the incident they both had a while ago. She looked to the gap in the wall; a frown drifted on her features, and so she looked down at her own body, trying to measure up, to see if it was a possible fit for her. She had an hourglass figure; slightly thinner than the average amount and weighing under the average amount also. If she breathed it; she might just be able to make it through the gap, but it would be a very tight fit for her. She wasn't sure how Hera would be able to do; considering Hera had amazing features like Angel, but that didn't stop the possibilities.
Hera gave Brooke a reassuring smile; and with Brooke's well known kindness, she gave a smile back, understanding the situation. Hera turned towards the gap; turned her body so she was facing it sideways. She brought her arm in the gap; and gradually shimmed further into it without any problems. Brooke stared wide eyes at her; as she continued to go further inside the gap, and out on the other side. Hera gave a giggle as soon as she reached the other side; breathed in the air, and let out a deep sigh in relief. It she had to do was to wait for Brooke; with her figure being more slender than her own, she should be able to get through. But Hera had something that Brooke didn't; and she used that to help her get through the gap without any problems, Brooke was surely to have some problems getting through.
Brooke took a deep breath; attempted to make her figure even more slender than before, so that she could get more of a chance to get through the gap. She turned to face the gap sideways; she was very hesitant at first, but the thought of Angel, drove her to go on through the gap. She placed an arm through the gap; then she made another step by pushing her body through. Her body scraped against the narrow walls; scratching and peeling away her exposed skin as she continued to move through the bricks. She winced from the pain; but she continued nevertheless. A hand gripped onto hers; making her jump from the sudden interaction, but the hand slowly eased her out the wall, and onto the other side. Brooke stumbled as she came out of the wall; but Hera caught her before she had a chance of colliding with the earth. Brooke regained her balanced; thanking Hera which they both smiled at each other, before turning around to come face to face with their biggest problem they've yet to face.