Wingzero: Yup, it's me again with another exciting chapter of Beyblade.
Tyson: *heavily panting* Are they gone?
Ray: You shouldn't have said that.
Kenny: I think Kai went to practice.
Wingzero: My yami is in her soul room.
Tyson: !!!!!!!
Death Scythe: *reappears next to her aibou*
Tyson: *faints*
Death Scythe: ??????
Wingzero: *sighs* I do not own Beyblades or Legend of the Dragoon.
Morning came too early in my opinion. When I woke up, I was completely surprised by my surroundings, but then I remembered what happened yesterday. I looked at the Ray's bed only to find it empty. Where could he have gone off to?
Shrugging, I made my way down to the kitchen, where I found Ray eating strange things. He had a bowl of floating objects I it. "Good morning." He greeted me with a smile.
"What are you doing up at this hour?" I yawned and dropped into a chair next to him.
"Practicing," Ray answered. Confusion ran through my face before I think I figured it out. "My beyblade." So I was correct in my assumption.
"Oh yeah, I should have known," I teased him. One of their servants placed a plate in front of me.
"What's this?" I asked poking at my food. "And what are you eating?"
Taking the spoon out of his mouth and swallowing, he replied. "That's pancakes and sausage. I'm having cereal."
"Oh," I said looking at my dish. Hesitatingly, I picked up the utensils and started to cut a piece of it before staring at it.
"It tastes good," Ray assured me.
"Then why don't you have it?" I asked him.
"I was too hungry to wait," Ray shrugged. "It takes awhile for the cooks to prepare them so I asked them to make me cereal."
After taking a bite, I discovered I liked this foreign dish. "What do you plan to do today?" I asked out of curiosity.
"The White Tigers and I are practicing," Ray said finishing his cereal and drinking the rest of his milk.
"Where do you practice?" I wondered.
"There's a place in the park," he answered thoughtfully. "It's not the one you found me in." He said before I can even ask. "I'll just have to show you."
Quickly finishing my breakfast, we changed and got ready to leave. Ray packed spare parts in a container. He explained to me that during these battles their beyblades sometimes end up being trashed. So he needed to spare parts to repair them. This time he took Driger with him. The tiger seemed to be pleased with his decision.
Upon arrival, two people came to greet us. "You're late," the one with black hair and a pony tail said rather quite rudely.
"Don't be harsh on him, I'm sure he has a reason," the pink haired girl spoke up.
"I'd like you to meet a new friend of mine," Ray introduced me. "This is Dramon."
"Hi," I greeted them. Both of them inspected me before introducing themselves.
"I'm Lee, and this is Mariah," Lee said.
"Come on what are you waiting for," Mariah dragged Ray to the stadium.
"Energetic," I accidentally said out loud.
"Yes, she is," Lee had an amused look on his face. "I wonder where she stores it. This way." He led me to a place with several people waiting for Ray to compete against his first opponent.
Behind him Mariah and others watched anxiously. She motioned for us to come and join her, which was what we did. In less than a minute, Ray defeated his first opponent, who was in utter denial.
"He is good," I said.
"Of course he is," Mariah said as if was the obvious thing in the world. "Oh right, you're new here. I sometimes get carried away." She giggled at her last statement.
"Don't mind her," Lee smiled. "Do you beyblade?"
"I just learned about it," I admitted. "I never heard about it until Ray showed me."
"You missed out," Lee said. "It's one of the best sports around."
While we watched Ray take out every opponent, Lee explained everything to me and also commented on the plays. Pretty soon I knew enough about beyblades to start, but I didn't want to, not right now. I have other things to worry about than this like my father. Boy was he ever going to be mad.
After taking out his most recent opponent, the others were weary of challenging him. They had seen him in action and didn't want to ruin their beyblades.
"You were great," I smiled as he approached us.
"Thanks," Ray said. He joined us sitting on the wall. For the next few minutes, no one came to challenge him.
Mariah suddenly jumped from her seat and pulled out her own beyblade. She went to challenge some poor guy before anyone of us could ask.
"How have you been doing?" Ray asked me.
"I'm okay," I answered truthfully. "These games are very interesting. We sure don't have these from where I come from."
"Their loss," Lee said.
After they had practiced against various opponents without losing, we headed towards the nearest game shop. They wanted to check out the newest merchandise. When we reached the shop, the three of them headed towards the beyblade counter. They were looking at these ring shaped things. I began to look around the store.
This shop not only sold beyblade equipment they sold several other games as well. I'll just have to make a mental note to ask Ray, when we get home. Since the game shop was rather small, I didn't spend much time looking at the other merchandise. I walked up to the group, who was arguing which ring was better.
"This has better defense capabilities," Lee argued.
"We need one with attack," Mariah countered.
"I'd say the best way is to go down the middle," Ray said. "That way you're not left with little defense or attack."
"He has a point," Lee thought about it.
"Fine," Mariah said.
"Hey look at these," Lee pointed out the latest model in rings. "Too bad it's out of my price range."
"That can't be the price, can it?" Mariah blinked with disbelief. "I wondered when if it would be one sale soon."
"Maybe you can ask your boyfriend," Lee teased her.
At that comment, Mariah turned bright red. "We're not dating!"
"Dating who?" I asked, not knowing the situation.
"Ray and Mariah are ..." Lee said before being interrupted by the blushing couple.
"We are NOT dating!" Ray emphasized the word not.
"What's dating?" I asked out of curiosity.
"You don't know what dating is?" Lee said completely taken off guard.
"We were betrothed where I come from," I sighed. That was one of the reasons why I had left my home. Father wanted me married to a young princess for political reasons.
"No beyblades and dating, that has to stink," Ray shook his head.
"I can't believe you survive there," Mariah said. "I have to run back home. I promised mom I would help with the chores. Goodbye." After she had left, Lee soon had to run somewhere. I couldn't remember where. It left the two of us behind.
Walking out of the store, I asked Ray where he was going. "I'm going to be researching beyblades. They have some good references at the library."
"Do you think about beyblades all the time?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Pretty much," Ray answered casually, to my surprise. "That's why I haven't lost a single match, if you're wondering."
"Sure," I said uneasily. "Why don't you try and relax some time?"
"I have to keep my edge," Ray replied.
"It will help you be able to concentrate," I said. "Besides everyone needs to take a breather once in awhile."
"When they do, I take the advantage," Ray smirked as we rounded a corner.
I surrendered. That boy thinks of nothing else. Well.. off to the library we go. It will not be the first time.
The first couple of days, I had trouble getting used to this world's magic or technology as they say. Good thing, I was a fast learner. I learned how to use a microwave, oven, phone, computer with great difficulty, the radio, tv, vcr, and other small electrical objects. My homeland used magic every second. I couldn't imagine living without until I arrived here. They used electricity instead of magic.
A week later, I had become friends with the white tigers. Ray insisted that I try beyblading. I finally relented, because our friends took his side. They had basically ganged up on me. Sighing, I managed to get it right on the first launch. I thought I'd choke on my first try. After a few tries, I was able to nail down the launch. A couple days later, I had created a new technique with Ray's help.
I actually find it to be quite fun once you get past all the learning and strategizing. Normally, I'd face off against Ray and lose pretty much every time, but it didn't deter me, since he had more practice than I had. Ray said that I was getting better. The others also agreed with him. Pretty soon they asked me to join the team, except I didn't have a bit beast. Ray didn't tell them I was one. They didn't care if I had one or not. So that's how I became part of the team.
Weeks turned into months. Soon I had stayed there for half a year. Ray became a brother to me. I told him most of my secrets and vice versa. He knows now that I am really a prince who fled his country. My father wanted to use me for political alliances since I held the seven elements, which no one has accomplished. As for the life and death elements, I didn't bother telling him, because he wasn't ready for it or maybe I wasn't.
All four of us showed up at the practice stadium at Ray's house. We had released our beyblades into the stadium and watched. Pretty soon only Driger was left in the arena. Our beyblades were knocked out. Mine was the first one, because I didn't have a bit beast in it like the others.
"Some practice," Lee commented.
"Yeah, you stayed in there longer this time," Ray said to me.
"I have to keep up with you," I teased Ray.
We all had a good laugh before Mariah spoke up. "What are you guys planning to do this afternoon?"
"I'd thought I'd either practice or do some research," Ray replied as he readied his beyblade for launch.
"Don't you do enough of that?" Mariah said exasperated.
"Yes, he does," I answered. "That's pretty much his life."
"Knock it off," Ray said, while playfully slapping me on the arm.
"Then why don't you take the afternoon off," I suggested.
"I would fall behind," Ray said.
"You're not in a contest," Mariah chided him. "Some time off would do you some good."
"You're coming with us even if I have to drag you there myself," I declared, a mischievous glint in my eye.
"You wouldn't dare!" Ray protested. He knew I can make good on my word, being a bit beast with enormous strength.
"Yeah, I'll even help too," Mariah said with enthusiasm.
Ray shook his head. "You two have been rubbing off on each other too much."
We both looked shocked at this statement before turning to Ray with an evil glint in our eyes. Lee looked as confused as ever. We didn't let him on our little plan. After practice we would perform operation: Have Fun.
"Why do I have a feeling I should be running right now?" Ray said as he inched away from the two maniacs he called friends.
"Get him!" Mariah yelled before we pounced on him. Lee just shook his head.
"Come on let go!" Ray yelled at us. He squirmed underneath both of our grips.
"Nope!" I returned.
"Never!" Mariah said.
"Just where do you plan on taking me?" Ray said finally giving up after struggling. He discovered he didn't stand a chance against my strength.
"It's a surprise," I chided him. "You'll know when we get there. Now are you going to cooperate or will I have to carry you the entire way?"
"I'll go," Ray yielded.
"That's a good boy," Mariah teased him.
We both released him. If he tried to escape, he can't outrun me no matter what he did. Even if he had a driver's license, I could out fly that thing.
"Why didn't you help me?" Ray turned to Lee.
Lee inclined his head towards me. "I don't want to be injured before I entered the world championship." Ray understood after a few seconds of thinking. A few occasions, I have showed my strength to them. The first time I picked up something large, they all fell off their chairs in complete and utter shock. Now they have gotten used to it. Nobody messes with the White Tigers unless they want to deal with me, which they don't.
Soon we were headed for an afternoon of relaxation and fun. Little did we know, danger was waiting for us.
Wingzero: I'm done.
Death Scythe: *pokes Tyson's unmoving form*
Kai: *walks in and ignores his unconscious team mate*
Ray: *working with Kenny on their beyblades*
Kenny: *trying to figure out different combinations the Bladebreakers could use*
Max: Has anybody seen the smelling salt?
Wingzero: I believe Yugi has it.
Yugi: *pops in from nowhere* We used it all up, but here's Joey's sock. *hands over the sock*
Max: I don't think it would make a difference. *places it near Tyson's nose*
Tyson: !!!!!!!! *runs for his life*
Max: I stand corrected.
Yugi: If you need any more, just ask. *disappears*
Tyson: *heavily panting* Are they gone?
Ray: You shouldn't have said that.
Kenny: I think Kai went to practice.
Wingzero: My yami is in her soul room.
Tyson: !!!!!!!
Death Scythe: *reappears next to her aibou*
Tyson: *faints*
Death Scythe: ??????
Wingzero: *sighs* I do not own Beyblades or Legend of the Dragoon.
Morning came too early in my opinion. When I woke up, I was completely surprised by my surroundings, but then I remembered what happened yesterday. I looked at the Ray's bed only to find it empty. Where could he have gone off to?
Shrugging, I made my way down to the kitchen, where I found Ray eating strange things. He had a bowl of floating objects I it. "Good morning." He greeted me with a smile.
"What are you doing up at this hour?" I yawned and dropped into a chair next to him.
"Practicing," Ray answered. Confusion ran through my face before I think I figured it out. "My beyblade." So I was correct in my assumption.
"Oh yeah, I should have known," I teased him. One of their servants placed a plate in front of me.
"What's this?" I asked poking at my food. "And what are you eating?"
Taking the spoon out of his mouth and swallowing, he replied. "That's pancakes and sausage. I'm having cereal."
"Oh," I said looking at my dish. Hesitatingly, I picked up the utensils and started to cut a piece of it before staring at it.
"It tastes good," Ray assured me.
"Then why don't you have it?" I asked him.
"I was too hungry to wait," Ray shrugged. "It takes awhile for the cooks to prepare them so I asked them to make me cereal."
After taking a bite, I discovered I liked this foreign dish. "What do you plan to do today?" I asked out of curiosity.
"The White Tigers and I are practicing," Ray said finishing his cereal and drinking the rest of his milk.
"Where do you practice?" I wondered.
"There's a place in the park," he answered thoughtfully. "It's not the one you found me in." He said before I can even ask. "I'll just have to show you."
Quickly finishing my breakfast, we changed and got ready to leave. Ray packed spare parts in a container. He explained to me that during these battles their beyblades sometimes end up being trashed. So he needed to spare parts to repair them. This time he took Driger with him. The tiger seemed to be pleased with his decision.
Upon arrival, two people came to greet us. "You're late," the one with black hair and a pony tail said rather quite rudely.
"Don't be harsh on him, I'm sure he has a reason," the pink haired girl spoke up.
"I'd like you to meet a new friend of mine," Ray introduced me. "This is Dramon."
"Hi," I greeted them. Both of them inspected me before introducing themselves.
"I'm Lee, and this is Mariah," Lee said.
"Come on what are you waiting for," Mariah dragged Ray to the stadium.
"Energetic," I accidentally said out loud.
"Yes, she is," Lee had an amused look on his face. "I wonder where she stores it. This way." He led me to a place with several people waiting for Ray to compete against his first opponent.
Behind him Mariah and others watched anxiously. She motioned for us to come and join her, which was what we did. In less than a minute, Ray defeated his first opponent, who was in utter denial.
"He is good," I said.
"Of course he is," Mariah said as if was the obvious thing in the world. "Oh right, you're new here. I sometimes get carried away." She giggled at her last statement.
"Don't mind her," Lee smiled. "Do you beyblade?"
"I just learned about it," I admitted. "I never heard about it until Ray showed me."
"You missed out," Lee said. "It's one of the best sports around."
While we watched Ray take out every opponent, Lee explained everything to me and also commented on the plays. Pretty soon I knew enough about beyblades to start, but I didn't want to, not right now. I have other things to worry about than this like my father. Boy was he ever going to be mad.
After taking out his most recent opponent, the others were weary of challenging him. They had seen him in action and didn't want to ruin their beyblades.
"You were great," I smiled as he approached us.
"Thanks," Ray said. He joined us sitting on the wall. For the next few minutes, no one came to challenge him.
Mariah suddenly jumped from her seat and pulled out her own beyblade. She went to challenge some poor guy before anyone of us could ask.
"How have you been doing?" Ray asked me.
"I'm okay," I answered truthfully. "These games are very interesting. We sure don't have these from where I come from."
"Their loss," Lee said.
After they had practiced against various opponents without losing, we headed towards the nearest game shop. They wanted to check out the newest merchandise. When we reached the shop, the three of them headed towards the beyblade counter. They were looking at these ring shaped things. I began to look around the store.
This shop not only sold beyblade equipment they sold several other games as well. I'll just have to make a mental note to ask Ray, when we get home. Since the game shop was rather small, I didn't spend much time looking at the other merchandise. I walked up to the group, who was arguing which ring was better.
"This has better defense capabilities," Lee argued.
"We need one with attack," Mariah countered.
"I'd say the best way is to go down the middle," Ray said. "That way you're not left with little defense or attack."
"He has a point," Lee thought about it.
"Fine," Mariah said.
"Hey look at these," Lee pointed out the latest model in rings. "Too bad it's out of my price range."
"That can't be the price, can it?" Mariah blinked with disbelief. "I wondered when if it would be one sale soon."
"Maybe you can ask your boyfriend," Lee teased her.
At that comment, Mariah turned bright red. "We're not dating!"
"Dating who?" I asked, not knowing the situation.
"Ray and Mariah are ..." Lee said before being interrupted by the blushing couple.
"We are NOT dating!" Ray emphasized the word not.
"What's dating?" I asked out of curiosity.
"You don't know what dating is?" Lee said completely taken off guard.
"We were betrothed where I come from," I sighed. That was one of the reasons why I had left my home. Father wanted me married to a young princess for political reasons.
"No beyblades and dating, that has to stink," Ray shook his head.
"I can't believe you survive there," Mariah said. "I have to run back home. I promised mom I would help with the chores. Goodbye." After she had left, Lee soon had to run somewhere. I couldn't remember where. It left the two of us behind.
Walking out of the store, I asked Ray where he was going. "I'm going to be researching beyblades. They have some good references at the library."
"Do you think about beyblades all the time?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Pretty much," Ray answered casually, to my surprise. "That's why I haven't lost a single match, if you're wondering."
"Sure," I said uneasily. "Why don't you try and relax some time?"
"I have to keep my edge," Ray replied.
"It will help you be able to concentrate," I said. "Besides everyone needs to take a breather once in awhile."
"When they do, I take the advantage," Ray smirked as we rounded a corner.
I surrendered. That boy thinks of nothing else. Well.. off to the library we go. It will not be the first time.
The first couple of days, I had trouble getting used to this world's magic or technology as they say. Good thing, I was a fast learner. I learned how to use a microwave, oven, phone, computer with great difficulty, the radio, tv, vcr, and other small electrical objects. My homeland used magic every second. I couldn't imagine living without until I arrived here. They used electricity instead of magic.
A week later, I had become friends with the white tigers. Ray insisted that I try beyblading. I finally relented, because our friends took his side. They had basically ganged up on me. Sighing, I managed to get it right on the first launch. I thought I'd choke on my first try. After a few tries, I was able to nail down the launch. A couple days later, I had created a new technique with Ray's help.
I actually find it to be quite fun once you get past all the learning and strategizing. Normally, I'd face off against Ray and lose pretty much every time, but it didn't deter me, since he had more practice than I had. Ray said that I was getting better. The others also agreed with him. Pretty soon they asked me to join the team, except I didn't have a bit beast. Ray didn't tell them I was one. They didn't care if I had one or not. So that's how I became part of the team.
Weeks turned into months. Soon I had stayed there for half a year. Ray became a brother to me. I told him most of my secrets and vice versa. He knows now that I am really a prince who fled his country. My father wanted to use me for political alliances since I held the seven elements, which no one has accomplished. As for the life and death elements, I didn't bother telling him, because he wasn't ready for it or maybe I wasn't.
All four of us showed up at the practice stadium at Ray's house. We had released our beyblades into the stadium and watched. Pretty soon only Driger was left in the arena. Our beyblades were knocked out. Mine was the first one, because I didn't have a bit beast in it like the others.
"Some practice," Lee commented.
"Yeah, you stayed in there longer this time," Ray said to me.
"I have to keep up with you," I teased Ray.
We all had a good laugh before Mariah spoke up. "What are you guys planning to do this afternoon?"
"I'd thought I'd either practice or do some research," Ray replied as he readied his beyblade for launch.
"Don't you do enough of that?" Mariah said exasperated.
"Yes, he does," I answered. "That's pretty much his life."
"Knock it off," Ray said, while playfully slapping me on the arm.
"Then why don't you take the afternoon off," I suggested.
"I would fall behind," Ray said.
"You're not in a contest," Mariah chided him. "Some time off would do you some good."
"You're coming with us even if I have to drag you there myself," I declared, a mischievous glint in my eye.
"You wouldn't dare!" Ray protested. He knew I can make good on my word, being a bit beast with enormous strength.
"Yeah, I'll even help too," Mariah said with enthusiasm.
Ray shook his head. "You two have been rubbing off on each other too much."
We both looked shocked at this statement before turning to Ray with an evil glint in our eyes. Lee looked as confused as ever. We didn't let him on our little plan. After practice we would perform operation: Have Fun.
"Why do I have a feeling I should be running right now?" Ray said as he inched away from the two maniacs he called friends.
"Get him!" Mariah yelled before we pounced on him. Lee just shook his head.
"Come on let go!" Ray yelled at us. He squirmed underneath both of our grips.
"Nope!" I returned.
"Never!" Mariah said.
"Just where do you plan on taking me?" Ray said finally giving up after struggling. He discovered he didn't stand a chance against my strength.
"It's a surprise," I chided him. "You'll know when we get there. Now are you going to cooperate or will I have to carry you the entire way?"
"I'll go," Ray yielded.
"That's a good boy," Mariah teased him.
We both released him. If he tried to escape, he can't outrun me no matter what he did. Even if he had a driver's license, I could out fly that thing.
"Why didn't you help me?" Ray turned to Lee.
Lee inclined his head towards me. "I don't want to be injured before I entered the world championship." Ray understood after a few seconds of thinking. A few occasions, I have showed my strength to them. The first time I picked up something large, they all fell off their chairs in complete and utter shock. Now they have gotten used to it. Nobody messes with the White Tigers unless they want to deal with me, which they don't.
Soon we were headed for an afternoon of relaxation and fun. Little did we know, danger was waiting for us.
Wingzero: I'm done.
Death Scythe: *pokes Tyson's unmoving form*
Kai: *walks in and ignores his unconscious team mate*
Ray: *working with Kenny on their beyblades*
Kenny: *trying to figure out different combinations the Bladebreakers could use*
Max: Has anybody seen the smelling salt?
Wingzero: I believe Yugi has it.
Yugi: *pops in from nowhere* We used it all up, but here's Joey's sock. *hands over the sock*
Max: I don't think it would make a difference. *places it near Tyson's nose*
Tyson: !!!!!!!! *runs for his life*
Max: I stand corrected.
Yugi: If you need any more, just ask. *disappears*