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The Mask of Zeo

The End

It took a long time to get there and soon enough now they were all fast asleep so the journey would pass faster, now it would only feel like about fifteen minutes as they traveled through the beautiful Chinese landscape.
Eventually they did wake up and Ling was getting happier as she knew it wouldn't be long now.


Ling cheered finally when the driver said they would arrive soon...about twenty five minutes but that was before he stopped.
A large and heavy boulder was blocking the road.
"What are we going to do now?" Makoto hit the rock with his fist.
"AAAHHHH STUPID ROCK!"
"More like stupid you...I hope you haven't broken your fist" Gou said unsympathetically.
"No...its fine" he said flexing it.
"What lesson have you learned?" Johnny asked sarcastically.
"Never hit rocks with fists...but Beyblades..." he smirked and took Dragoon out of his pocket.
They all nodded and took out their Beyblades, the bus driver watched at a distance.
"3...2...1...LET IT RIP!"
The five Beyblades flew forward.
Driger, Dragoon, Dranzer, Salamoyon and Tsubasa hit the rock strong.
"TURN THAT ROCK INTO DUST DRIGER!" the white tiger roared and followed in the other beasts.
All of them were hitting it but the rock was too strong.

"Come on, let's start smashing some rock!" Gou yelled.
The Beybladers worked together assaulting the rock.
"TIGER CLAW!"
"GALAXY STORM!"
Cracks began to appear in the rock and bits began to fall off it.
"Its beginning to fall off and break up!" Ling cheered.

A few seconds later the boulder broke and fell into a pile.
"Okay, let's get this shifted."
Gou collected Dranzer as did the others.
They all used their strength to shift the rocks off the road.
Once this was done they got back on the bus and they drove on.
No one thought anything else of the one rock rock slide.

"You okay Ling?"
"Yeah...I'm fine thanks...why do you ask?"
"Its just you've been quiet since we got on the move again, you're just staring at Driger."
"I was inspecting him for damage...that's all."
"I think its more than that...I think I know why...I wont press...I think you've said it" Makoto laughed a little.
"It must be a good feeling but I can't imagine it."
"Oh it is" she looked out of the window to her right and at the view hiding the tear that fell down it.
"You don't sound sure...second thoughts about this?"
"No."
"Okay, I wont push."
"No, I'll say."
She took in a deep breath and let it out.
"Coming home now in a way is happy and sad, sad as the last time I was here was with mom and dad...yeah that's the sad bit but happy in knowing that I'll see my grandparents...my friends..."
Her face dropped again.
"They don't know dad is dead...I haven't told them...you think they'll be mad at me for not writing?"
"I'm sure they'll understand Ling."

Gou answered from behind them.
"Thanks, yeah...I'm sure."
The sun shone temporarily through the trees lighting up the landscape, the clouds were moving across the sky allowing more of the sun to bathe the land in a heavenly light but there was still a lot of cloud in the sky casting shadows and giving it a mysterious look in places.

"I've never been to a Neko-Jin Village, how many are there?" Jess asked.
"I don't know, I've never asked or been told...as far as I know there's about only one...ours."
"One? But that would mean you're endangered."
Ling laughed at those words.
"Yeah...I guess that's right...but our village, I think, has about a few hundred of us...dad told me stories of wars...about a hundred years ago, there were hundreds of us and rival villages wanting land and resources...our village came out on top of most fights, due to our tactics...we won and took what we wanted...we were the more successful tribe."
"How many tribes were there?"
"We think now there were thirteen...we think once there was a grand city and there were civil wars so the tribes split off, we were the first tribe to leave, the White Tiger Tribe...there were more fights, apparently still about resources and more tribes left the city and eventually there was one tribe who stayed in the city...the tribe of the Golden Monkey...like I said even though our tribes were split we still fought and one by one the tribes fell...we were left, we are the last, to our knowledge, tribe of Neko-Jin."
"How did you know all this?" Makoto asked.
"Historians wrote it down in our library."
"No, who taught you?"
"Dad taught me history."
"It's true, dad said always listen to Uncle Ray, his words are wise" Makoto said.
"And so I did" he added.
"What you said is very likely, I heard Ancient China was very bloody with Genghis Khan and others, I never knew there were wars between Neko-Jins."
"Not a lot do..."
"It must be great going back to your own kind."
"It is...I wont like saying that dad is dead to my grandparents...I'm sure they will shelter us."
"If you want, we can tell your grandparents that Ray and the others are dead."
Ling thought about that.
"Please."


The road was bumpy and rocky now as they got higher into the mountains, the sun was now hidden behind clouds.
"I hate bumpy roads" Makoto complained.
"Why?"
"They make me feel sick."
"You want to get off the bus?" she asked.
Makoto did look a little pale.
"I didn't know you get car sick"
"Only when the road gets bumpy...it's the same on boats and planes."
Makoto leaned forward and Ling rubbed her hand on his back to try to help him.
"Stop the bus!" she yelled suddenly.
Makoto managed to get off just in time and came back on a couple of minutes later.
"You okay?" Jess asked worried at the pale boy.
"Yeah, drive slower...please."
He shut the door and the driver drove on but this time a little slower and taking care to make the ride as smooth as possible.


About ten minutes later they pulled up but something looked wrong.
Ahead was the archway into the village that looked like a typical Chinese structure and usually to the left was a Tiger and the right a Lion both made of gold and these were not seen.
Also the two huge red doors that usually stood between were on the ground.
The group got out and looked at the burned doors.
"What happened here?" Gou asked.
"Fire...let's find the chief" Johnny suggested and something caught his eye.
He looked to his right in the ruin and saw four bodies in the ashes.
His jaw dropped, he approached to investigate just to be sure.
"Johnny...what's up?" Jess asked.
"Bodies...something bad happened here."
They walked forward to the village, they passed more burned and ruined huts, also a lot more charred bodies around them, it was hard to tell the men from the women but was easy to tell the children from the adults.
"I think there was some sort of a fight here, look...a tribe...I can't believe it...bodies of men, women and children" Jess was shocked.


Finally they found the main village but this was a horrible sight.
The entire village was in a blackened ruin.
Buildings barely stood as most of them were fallen away or burned severely but not one building survived intact.
Other parts of buildings that stood looked like they were about to fall but the most horrible sights were in the ruins.
Bodies of men, women and children lied everywhere, slaughtered by an unknown enemy.
Ling just stood there horrified.
She uttered one name before blacking out.
"Zeo..."

Author notes

Beywriter: THATS IT!
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Tyson: The Mask Of Zeo 2 starts the first Friday in August.
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Story- Beywriter
Editor- Lirin Sama

The Silhouette ghosted against the dark night.
Zeo's straight path was set.
His destination in mind...