Gone South for the summer
Summary: All the bladers are spending a summer at Max's aunt's house in America. The time there was supposed to be filled with fun activities, but will they be able to get to them with the appearence of a mysterious team that seems to be challenging all the visiting teams one by one to secret matches, leading to defeat after defeat of the teams one by one. On top of that, an odd girl who seems to have even less emotion then Kai, seems to be having truobles of her own that some others get dragged into. Sounds like a bunch of fun for them, no?
Disclaimer: I only own my OC's, not Beyblade or the charcaters in Beyblade. Also, Blitzkrieg, Tala's dog, is owned by Apple Senorita. And the main idea of my OC's team is off of one of Yurii Savinov's stories.
Pairings: Tyson x Hilary, Mariah x Rei and slight Mishka x Tala.
Quick note: Ignore all of my mistakes please, I've got such short-term memory that it's killing me to look through and find all of my mistakes because I forgot to do something. -.-;;
Dedications: This story is dedicated to three of the best authoresses ever! Yurii Savinov, who is awesome, Apple Senorita, who was so kind to let me use Blitzkreig, and Rand-Chan, whose so awesome for updateing her great story so frequantly!
"blahblahblah" talking
(blahblahblah) talking in Russian, I changed it due to the lack of punctuation using the slash marks.
"blahblahblahblah" thinking
"blahblahblah" bitbeast talking
"blahblahblah" talking in German
Chapter Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to TK, she's awesome! XD
Ralf's mouth slowly opened, gaping like a fish for a moment, before he went back to the computer and checked Mishka's stats. The words 'FILES CLEARED' ran passed the screen, causing Ralf's eyebrow to start twitching, as he tried to go through and change anything possible. He finally gave up, and pressed the button for the intercom system.
(Boris, you'll need to get down to the lab right away….)
A few minutes later the door to the room opened, a smirking Boris coming inside.
(So, I suspect all went well?)
(Um….)
Mishka jumped off of the examining table she'd been on, and ran over next to Boris, an almost childish grin on her face. She scrunched up her nose as she looked him over, and lightly ran a finger over his jacket sleeve.
(You're dirty.)
Boris stared down at her for a moment, before turning back to Ralf, a glare plastered on his face, (Ralf!)
(Tala, you need to get up!)
Tala slowly opened his eyes, systems rebooting from sleep mode, as he stared groggily at a blur of blue. Finally he recognized the blob as Kai, his hair sticking up in every which way, obviously not brushed. As Kai slowly moved away from Tala to kick Ian awake, it became quite apparent it probably wouldn't get brushed either.
(Ha, you look worse then I do,) Bryan taunted, as he moved passed Ian's still sleeping body.
(Shut up…)
Spencer soon entered the room, a cup of coffee in hand, (I got us tickets, but we've got to be at the airport in less then five hours.)
All nodded, as they grabbed their duffel bags and headed downstairs, where a small group had formed to bid them farewell.
"Remember to send me something back from the motherland!" Sergei shouted, as the five got into their rental vehicle.
Miranda and Mary had tears running down their faces again;" We'll miss you!"
After Blitzkrieg jumped into the car, and all of their bags were put in the trunk, Spencer backed up the car and left.
"I'm going to miss them," Mary wailed, falling onto Max for support.
In the rental car, Kai and Bryan had already fallen asleep, Ian was messing with Blitzkrieg, Tala was lost in his own thoughts, and Spencer focused on driving.
(This sucks,) Ian mumbled, as he stared out the window.
(What sucks?) Tala asked, glancing back at Ian.
(You know, I love the place, but Russia is so boring, there's nothing to do there… And you know what, Boris is probably still here somewhere, and we're just running back home with our tails between our legs…)
Tala sighed, (Ian, it would be stupid to try and face off against Boris.)
Ian raised an eyebrow, his team captain never passed up a chance for revenge, especially if it had to do with Boris… Now that he thought of it, something seemed to be different about this Tala, he was a little too mellow…
(Hey, can we pull over and get some food?) Ian suddenly asked, voice void of emotion.
(I guess…)
Spencer found an exit to pull off on, and went to a McDonalds, at Ian's requested. Once the team had filed out, Spencer was told what they wanted, before they went to find a table.
(Hey Spencer?) Ian whispered, as he and the said teen waited for the person in front of them to get their order.
(What?) Spencer replied, a rather annoyed tone to his voice.
(I think some things wrong with Wolf!)
Spencer glanced back at Tala, the redhead was watching idly as Kai and Bryan had a glaring competition. He turned back to Ian with a raised eye brow, (I thought we had agreed on, if you got bored, you'd just let one of us know and we'd find something for you to do, instead of making up crazy stories?)
Ian let out an exasperated sigh, (C'mon Spencer! You've got to believe me on this one-)
"Next!" called the cashier.
(Go sit down,) Spencer commanded, before going up to order.
Ian stomped off in the direction of the table the rest of his team was sat at. Sitting down next to Tala, he eyed him wearily; afraid he might attack him at any moment. But what if Spencer was right and he was just bored and trying to find something to do? I mean, Kai really wasn't a blood sucking vampire bunny, well, at least to his knowledge, and Bryan really wasn't a reincarnated Stalin…. Ian was stirred from his thoughts as Bryan rather rudely made a loud snorting noise as he sucked up the snot in his nose, trying to keep from having it run out of his nostrils.
(You know, there are such things as tissues,) Tala recommended, as he watched Bryan use the back of his hand to wipe off his nose.
All three at the table looked a bit skeptical, as Tala usually would have been the first one to laugh at Bryan and Kai due to their sickness. The latter easily brushed the issue aside, as it felt like World War 3 going on in their heads, the medicine they had taken earlier that morning having not started to take effect yet.
Ian cleared his throat, (I've got to go to the bathroom, and Spencer said that some one has to go with me at all times because scary Americans will mistake me for a young child and steal me, smuggle me across the Mexican or Canadian border, and sell me. So I nominate Kai.)
Kai rolled his eyes, (Make Bryan go with you.)
(No, Bryan's too pig headed.)
(Pig headed?) Bryan repeated the word, glaring at Ian.
(Um… did I say pig headed? I meant to say…Kai will you please come with me to the bathroom?) Ian forced an innocent smile onto his face, hoping Bryan wouldn't make a big scene out of the whole affair and start beating him up.
Kai relentlessly stood up, (Whatever, hurry up.)
As the two stepped into the McDonalds' bathroom, Ian looked to make sure no one was around, just incase Boris was hiding some where.
(What the hell are you doing? Just go to the bathroom you hyper active, height deprived, psychopath!)
(Shut up, and listen! I think something is up with Tala!) Ian exclaimed, nodding all knowingly.
Kai sighed, (I thought we agreed, that if you got bored-)
(Kai! Blitzkrieg practically ate Tala alive last night, and Wolf just really hasn't been acting like himself, I mean, not a single complaint? C'mon! And wanting to go back to Russia so soon? He knows that means he'd have to start working again, and can you please tell me what Wolf hates doing the most?)
(Working?) Kai answered, trying to find the point of the whole conversation.
(Exactly! Can't you put two and two together?)
Kai used one hand to rub his temples, while the other sat on his hip, (Ian…)
Ian looked up with hopeful eyes, (Please? You've got to believe me!)
Kai had stalked out of the bathroom, ignoring Ian, who was calling for him to listen. Sitting back down at the table, Kai glared at the food placed in front of him, he could feel his stomach churn even at the thought of it. Pushing it away distastefully, he instead reached to take a drink out of Tala's milkshake. Surprised as his hand was smacked away, Kai watched curiously as Tala pulled the cup to the side farthest away from Kai, which unfortunately left it prone to being taken by Bryan, which it was immediately.
(Animals…) Tala muttered, giving up on protecting his food.
Ian slowly dragged himself to the table, disappointment written all over his face. He plunked himself down next Spencer and stared out the window, trying to think of any possible idea that might prove that Tala truly wasn't normal.
"Whatever's up, Tala wanting to go to Russia must have something to do with it…"
"You're right; something is up with him…"
Ian's eyes widened, looking around hastily," Who's inside of my head?"
"Duh, it's me, Wyborg. What, never heard of talking to your own bit beast?"
"Um, no, not really…."
"Well, let's not get distracted from our main problem. Now, I did have a couple of ideas, but one involves stealing Bryan's favorite pocket knife…"
"Oh, please do share these ideas with me!"
The Blitzkrieg Boys dumped their trash into a trash can near the exit door, and placed the trays they had used on top of the object. Ian had already gone out to the vehicle, leaving the short explanation of wanting to take Blitzkrieg out real quick to use the bathroom. After Bryan, Tala, and Kai got into the car, Spencer cursed under his breath as he noticed someone had slashed the back tires.
(What the hell…) The blonde walked around the vehicle to inspect it once more, but found no trace of any other problem.
Ian came back from a small strip of grass he had managed to find, Blitzkrieg dragging him along, (Yo Spence, what's up?)
(Some one slashed the tires,) Spencer muttered, as he checked his watch to see what time it was, (We're going to miss our flight…)
Ian shook his head slowly, eyes set on the ground, (That's too bad, I was so looking forward to getting back to the motherland….)
Spencer turned to his short companion, eyes hawk like, (You wouldn't happen to know who slashed our tires, would you?)
(N-no…) Ian answered, shuffling his feet slightly
(You're the worst liar I've ever seen,) Spencer spat, grabbing Ian by the collar to pull him up to eye level, (You know what I'm going to do now?)
(Call a mechanic and find a hotel for us to stay at?)
(No. I'm going to call a taxi to take you, Bryan. Tala, and Kai to the airport, and I'm going to stay behind and deal with this.)
Ian frowned, feeling all hope slipping from his fingers. He let out a short sigh as he was set back down onto the ground, and went to sit in the car as Spencer looked for the number for a cab.
Ralf cowered as Boris continued to yell at him, he truly had changed from the ruthless man he had been once, now he was just a jobless civilian, attempting to cause hell. Mishka had gotten tired of listening to the two and was standing in front of a mirror, taking her hair down from the high ponytail it had been in, and instead putting it into two pigtails. Pulling her bangs out of her eyes, she smiled proudly at herself, content with how she looked, well aside from the new clothes she would love to be wearing.
(And besides that-)
(You know what? I'm just going to take myself off of this job, and I'm going on vacation, ok? Great, call me if you need anything!) Ralf hurriedly explained, rushing out of the room.
Boris let out an exasperated sigh, putting a hand up to massage his temples. A small tap on the arm caused him to open his eyes and glance over at his supposed 'prodigy'.
(Can we go shopping?)
(No!)
Tala had excused himself from the group for a moment, getting out of their car and going back into the McDonald's to it's bathroom, as the others waited for the cab Spencer had called. The redhead pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number, looking around to make sure no one was around.
(Hello?) Tala asked, as a very angry Boris answered his phone.
(Oh, Tala, finally, someone sane! Anyways, I presume everything is going well?)
Tala raised an eyebrow, as someone singing could be heard in the background, (Well, we've had a short dilemma, but we should still arrive in Russia on time.)
(As long as you get there as planned, I'm sure everything should run smoothly- Will you stop singing!)
Tala's eyes widened a bit, as he tried to figure out what was going on on the other line, (Um, sir, is everything ok?)
(No, everything is not ok! Ralf messed up on Mishka, and now the girl is running around like a five year old!)
(Why don't you just drop her off somewhere?) Tala suggested, trying to calm down his boss.
(I can't! Even though the girl seems to have forgotten everything, she still knows of this hideout and such, so I won't be able to get rid of her until I'm ready to move!)
(Oh, I'm sorry sir…) Tala mumbled, still a bit confused.
(Get away from my computer! I've got to go Tala, call me when you've completed the mission!)
(Yes sir,) Tala answered, before hanging up the phone.
Slipping the object back into his pocket, Tala walked out of the bathroom and out into the parking lot. Bryan, Kai, and Ian were putting their bags into the back of a yellow van that had the words 'Taxi" written in black on the sides of it.
"Hurry up, or we'll leave without you!"
A/N: Sorry this chapter is rushed, it took me a while to update, and that Spencer, Ralf, and Boris are a bit out of character. I wanted to update before going on a short vacation, so I'm sorry that the chapter is short!
I would like to thank TsukiharaKitty, twin1, and GTBlader for reviewing!
I think the next chapter will be the last, but I should also have an epilouge... -sniffle- Wow, I look to the begining of this story, and I see that my baby has really grown up. Anyways, thanks everyone!
- DaCow Takao