Beyblade: Final Battle

Please R+R my story! (Er- sorry if the first chapter is sloppy. I'll get better!)

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade. However, I did make up the OC's for this story.

Prologue: This story takes places one year after Beyblade: G Revolution (meaning that the team is in their second year of high school). The Blade Breakers have split up for good this time. Kai has disappeared again, Rei is traveling the world with the White Tigers, and Max is researching beyblades in America. Tyson, Dandy, Kenny, and Hilary have remained in Japan, leading fairly normal lives. However, the peace can't remain forever...

Episode One: Familiar Beginnings

"Where the heck have you been, Tyson?" asked a short, brown-haired boy. "That's the third time in a row you missed school."

A boy with navy blue hair tagged beside him as they walked towards their usual hangout. He looked extremely tired. "Sorry Chief- I uh... had business to take care of," he replied.

Kenny looked quizzical, as if he could tell that there was something Tyson was hiding. Nonetheless, he didn't want to pry on it. "Say... I forgot to tell you," he began, changing the subject. "I gave Dragoon a new upgrade last night. It took me hours, but it was worth it." He rummaged through his pocket, and withdrew a small metal beyblade with an eight-pronged attack ring.

Tyson's eyes lit up with excitement. "Wow, that's great," he said, claiming the blade to be his own. "What can I expect from it?"

"It's made out of a very strong alloy, and it's almost pure metal," Kenny explained. "I built it for maximum attack and speed. Dragoon Ultimate was my best creation to date!" He grinned with pleasure at his accomplishment.

"Well then let's give it a spin at my house," he said. Kenny nodded, and the duo headed towards Tyson's house.

*****

A slim, medium-sized brunette ran over to Tyson's house, panting every step of the way. She carried a stack-load of books on either of her hands. "Hey Gramps," she said quickly, addressing the old-man working out at the front of the dojo.

The old man grinned. "Nice to see ya, Hil," he stated. "If yer looking for the homies, they're inside."

"Thanks," Hilary said, running inside. As soon as she left, the old man resumed his push-ups... that is, until he heard a sickening *CRACK!* on his back.

He winced in pain, and fell over head-first. "Darn... I really need to see the chiropractor," he moaned.

Hilary dropped the stack of books in front of the boys, and fell to her knees. "Tyson, will you quit cutting class?" she started ranting. "You've already missed three days and I'm in charge of delivering all your homework." She indicated the enormous stack of books that she just dropped.

Tyson just shrugged. "Relax already," he stated. "I'll come tomorrow."

"You better come, Tyson because-"

"Whoa, can we put aside the school issues for today?" Kenny interrupted. "We're testing out a prototype blade I gave Tyson today. Dandy will have to be his opponent." He pointed to a short, crimson-haired boy playing video-games nearby. His eyes were glued to the television set.

"Yess! Level ninty-nine!" Dandy shouted with glee (you'll have to excuse him. He's a bit hyper-active). Hilary rolled her eyes, and walked over to the gaming console. She then unplugged it, causing the screen to go blank.

Dandy stared at her with a mixture of annoyance and anger. "Why you do that for?!?" he yelled. "I almost beat the entire game."

"Didn't you hear anything we said?" she yelled back in response. "We need you to spar with Tyson."

Tyson and Kenny watched in awe as the argument took place. It wasn't until several minutes that they stopped their bickering, and they all headed outside.

"Alright. Here goes nothing," Tyson murmured. He took out his new beyblade, and his customized shooter.

"Dude, you are so going down," said Dandy. He took his blade, Gaia Dragoon MS Perfect Version, and attached it to his launcher.

Hilary put her hand over the dish. "Ready... 3, 2, 1... let it rip!" Both blades were launched into the stadium, and immediately went on the attack.

"Dragoon, lightning one-eighty!" yelled Tyson. Dragoon zoomed over one-hundred and eighty degrees, sending a direct hit to Gaia Dragoon. Then it was all over. Dandy's blade was knocked out of the beystadium.

"What...?" he trailed off, surprised.

Kenny began to type on his laptop furiously. "Wow... Dragoon's performance was much better than I first anticipated," he mused.

Dizzi yelped in pain. "Whoa, it's getting really hot in here, Chief," she complained. "Slow down a little bit."

*Midnight, the local park*

"He heh... quit your whining, kid," said a dark figure, concealed by the shadows. "Boss's orders. We can't disobey him, can we?"

The kid moaned in anguish, struggling to get out of his bonds. "L-m-g-" his speech was muffled by the gag around his face.

The figure punched the kid in the stomach. "Shut up!" she yelled. "They're coming. I've got to hid." She leapt into a nearby bush, just as two others arrived on the scene.

The two figures scanned the area. "I think we've found another victim," stated the taller of the two, pointing to the boy that was tied up on the monkey bars.

The shorter boy stifled a laugh. "Their methods of punishment have become more comical."

The two figures began to untie the boy, who looked relieved to see them. However, they were soon cut short as a beam of light hit the taller boy's shoulder, causing him to bleed. "What the hell?" the small boy couldn't help but say.

The mysterious girl leapt from the bushes, grinning. "So we meet again, Dandy," she stated, taking out her launcher.

The smaller boy (who is Dandy, in case you didn't figure out) grinned. "You're on." He took out his own launcher. "Tyson, grab the kid and go. I'll take care of her."

Tyson nodded, and carried the kid to safety. The mysterious girl laughed. "You've just made a big mistake."



To Be Continued....