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From Author- I know that I've been gone for like a week but, I'm getting a little upset that I'm not getting as much reviews as I was before. I see lots of people are adding this series to their favorites and such so I ask, why no reviews? Please guys, it takes only a few seconds. Please review and give me your thoughts about the story and/or chapter. Thank you and enjoy the chapter.
When we landed in Japan, Mr. Dickinson was waiting for us. He waves us over and we all walked out with him to the bus he had ready for us. During the ride, we explained to him the whole story about the ancient rock and how it was stolen. Strangely enough, there wasn't much shock or confusion on his face.
"Mr. Dickinson, have you seen a rock like the one we're talking about before?" I asked. It was clear on his face, this wasn't the first time he was dealing with an ancient rock like the New York City one. He nodded.
"I sure have. It was a long time ago though…over thirty years ago. But, since you kids are in on it, I suppose I should show you this." He said and then told the driver a certain address. Where was he taking us? A few minutes later, we arrived at a very run down, vine infested and nearly crumbling building. It looked like it had been abandoned for years. Nevertheless, we walked inside and gazed around. Mr. Dickinson led us to a specific room with a chalkboard, a desk, a dresser set and a billboard with a very old, torn up poster on it.
"What is this place?" Hilary asked. "It was my lab I worked in thirty years ago." Mr. Dickinson explained as he opened up a drawer to the desk and pulled out an old photo. It was a picture of himself with another man who had red hair and blue/green eyes.
"Who is this man beside you, Mr. Dickinson?" Tyson asked, gazing at the photo when Mr. D handed it to him. Mr. Dickinson sat in a chair that was still there and sighed. "His name is Dr. Zaghart. He was a very intelligent man and started up this lab alongside myself." He said.
"So, what happened to him?" Ray asked. "Thirty years ago, when we were doing experiments on the rock, he suddenly took everything and disappeared. But, mind you, this wasn't the same rock that was sent to you and your team of researchers, Judy." Mr. Dickinson explained, looking at Mrs. Tate.
"At first, we were researching with gyroscopes, using spinning tops, very similar looking to beyblades, as tests objects. Then, one day, someone dropped off that rock for us to do more research on, because no one could figure out what type of material it was made of. So, we used it on our original experiments and were amazed by the results. The top began to spin wildly and a creature came out, a bit beast. After that discovery, we focused our attention on the rock but Dr. Zaghart became obsessed. The next day was when Dr. Zaghart disappeared with the rock and all the information and notes we had on it." Mr. Dickinson continued to explain.
"And you never saw him again, right?" Judy asked. Mr. Dickinson shook his head. "No. But, I must say this. Just because I told you this story, doesn't prove that Dr. Zaghart is behind the theft of the other rock. Many people would want to get their hands on it so unless we have more evidence, we can't suspect my old friend as the thief." Mr. Dickinson said. Hmm…so the only one who could have information about all of this was Dr. Zaghart but who knows if he could be a friend or the culprit? Or if we would even find him for that matter.
Anyway, we all headed back home where Tyson wanted to practice because he still hadn't gotten the hand of Dragon V2. So, we headed over to the park and began to battle but, it was short because Tyson was getting frustrated that Dragoon wouldn't listen to his commands and was going off balance. Why was Tyson the only having trouble controlling his new beyblade?
Suddenly, a gust of wind made us turn our attention elsewhere. "Well well well, look what the wind blew in." Ozuma's familiar voice called out. Tyson, Kenny and I turned to see all five of the Saint Shields standing there. I crossed my arms.
"What do you want, Ozuma?" I asked. "Have you forgotten already? We're here to take your bit beasts." He said, simply. "Geez, you're still going on about that? You guys need to get a hobby." I said. Cecilia glared at me.
"Don't mock us, princess. We've got a job to do and we're going to do it, dammit." She said, putting her hands on her hips. I glared at her from that insult. Princess? I didn't act like a princess! She should be one to talk, acting all high and mighty. Ozuma turned to Tyson.
"So, what's it going to be, Tyson? You going to battle me or run away like a scared, little puppy?" He asked. Tyson glared at him. "I'm not scared. I'll take you on." He said, putting Dragoon in the launcher. I stepped up beside him.
"You're not going in alone." I said, readying my launcher. Cecilia laughed. "Looks like we'll be getting two bit beasts at the same time today." She said, getting her launcher ready. Ozuma did the same. After a quick countdown, we all launched our blades simultaneously.
The battle did not go well, even from the beginning. I could see that Tyson was still having trouble controlling his blade but I couldn't defend myself and him against both Ozuma and Cecilia's attacks. I had to knock some sense into him.
"Tyson, get your head out of the clouds and back in the game! Did you want to lose to Ozuma again?" I said, gazing hard at him. His eyes went a little wide but then, determination washed over his face. "No, never again. Dragoon!" He called out and Dragoon counter attacked. I smiled, Tyson was back. Now, we could win this battle.
"Let's do this, Tyson." I said as we fought against Ozuma and Cecilia. "What? Where did they get all this power from?" Cecilia said. I smirked at the blonde.
"Because, Cecilia, not only do we gain strength from our friends and our bit beasts, but, because we're brother and sister, twins, we gain strength from each other into one all powerful force!" I cried out as Dragoon and Nightwing went in for the final hit when suddenly….
"Vortex Ape!" "Vanishing Moot!" "Shark Crash!" The other three Saint Shields released their beyblades and began slamming Tyson and me before we could hit Ozuma and Cecilia. What? This was totally unfair! Damn them!
"What the hell is with this?" I yelled. Mariam smirked. "Like we said before, we have a job to do and we'll do whatever it takes to finish it!" She said as the other three beyblades, plus Flash Leopard and Anacia, slammed into Dragoon and Nightwing. This wasn't good. At this rate…we'll lose!
"Bring out your bit beasts already!" Ozuma cried out. "Never!" Tyson and I yelled simultaneously. "Fine then, we'll force them out!" Ozuma cried as they kept ramming us. Cecilia laughed at us.
"Where's your big twin bond power up now, Mikayla?" She mocked. I growled under my breath as I prayed Nightwing could hold on. She was right, even with the strength we get from each other, Tyson and I can't stand against five beyblades, especially when their relentless with their attacks.
Then, as Ozuma and Cecilia were about to make the finishing blow to us, another beyblade came zipping through and slammed into their beyblades, catching them off guard and sending them back to their owners. Using this to our advantage, Tyson and I knocked the other beyblades out and back into the Saint Shield's hands. We all looked to see where the beyblade had come from. Standing on the top of the hill was a boy, about our age, with long, aquamarine colored hair and matching eyes.
"Five against two is not much of a fair fight, is it?" The boy asked rhetorically. Ozuma gazed at him for a moment then turned and left with the other Saint Shields, but warned they would be back. Tyson and I looked up at the kid as he walked down to us.
"You two okay?" He asked. I smiled. "We're fine, thanks for saving our skins though." I replied. The boy laughed a little. "No problem." He said. Kenny walked over to make sure our beyblades were okay. I looked at Nightwing. She seemed fine, no damage. Same went with Dragoon. The boy stared at us.
"Wait a minute, I recognize you. You're Tyson Granger, the world championship blader, right?" The boy asked. Tyson nodded and then the boy turned to me. "And you're his sister, right? Mikayla?" He said. I blinked. How'd he know who I was?
"Uhh…yeah, but, how do you know me? I wasn't at the world championships with Tyson so how did my name get broadcasted?" I asked. The boy laughed. "I read about the incident with the Battle Tower and the Psykicks." He explained. Tyson, Kenny and I gaped at him.
"That was on the news?" Kenny asked. "Yeah, it was a huge story." The boy said. Geez, you can't keep anything from the media these days. Anyway, the boy seemed ecstatic to meet us.
"This is great! I can't believe I'm meeting you guys! Oh, I'm Zeo, by the way." He said, giving us a respectful bow. Tyson and I felt a little awkward with how…fan boy he was getting. "Uhh…nice to meet you, Zeo." Tyson said. Zeo then began talking Tyson's ear off about how he won the championship and such, then changed the subject to that he wants to become a champion too. Apparently, he's taking beyblading courses at some gym. Hmm…this kid was determined, which was good. That's always something good to have. Hey, who knows? Maybe he will be one of the top beybladers someday. All in all, he seemed like a good kid.
Anyway, so over the next couple of days, we continued practicing and shaping up more and more for any battles that may come our way, whether it was the Saint Shields or if those bit beasts from the rock were somehow pulled out and used against us.
One night, Kai asked me to come practice with him where the fountain was in the park looking over the beach. I agreed and we made our way over there. We started off with some basic stuff like always, dodging around cans and bottles as well as anything else around us. Then, we worked on speed, timing to see how quickly our blades made it from point A to point B. Then, we worked on power, slamming our blades into a rock, seeing if we could smash it but we only managed to leave large cracks and holes in it. Finally, we battled each other.
We had just started to get into it when suddenly, a gust of wind came around us, in the shape of a small tornado. Kai and I stared at it. "What the…?" I started to say but was cut off when the wind suddenly got more furious, nearly knocking us off our feet.
"Mikayla, get down!" Kai cried. I threw myself to the ground, covering my head until the winds passed. Then, as soon as it began, it was gone. Kai and I stood up and looked around. It looked like the mini tornado just…disappeared. But then, the cans we were using suddenly split perfectly in half and then, the bench nearby did the same, almost as if they were cut.
"What the hell was that about?" Kai muttered. I bent over and picked up one of the broken cans. "I don't know but tornadoes don't do this, that's for sure." I said, examining the can. What caused this? It definitely wasn't a real tornado and I don't think it was the Saint Shields. The only thing that came to mind was the thieves that stole the rock. But, could one of the bit beasts from that rock really do this kind of damage?
From Author- So, I'm still trying to get things moving along here. There was a little KaixMikayla in this chapter but don't worry, there will be more in the next chapter, I promise. Review please!