A/N: This is my first fic, so I'm not really that good, so you can flame all you want. There are quite a number of cuss words, so if you're the type that can't stand them, I advise you to leave. All the characters in this fic don't belong to me, except all those you recognized. Thanks if you review, but no thanks if you don't.
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A Mask of Dignity
By Artiris
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Chapter 1: The Destroyer
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She leaned against the tree trunk, closed eyes as she nodded her head slightly to the rock music blaring in her headphones. Clutching her beyblade in her hand, the bit chip was flashing so brilliantly even a person a few metres away could see it. The bit beast wasn't clear, but a mixture of black, silver and shades of blue was evident.
Opening her eyes, she glanced at the vicinity – full of amateurs battling each other. Smirking, she removed her headphones and placed it around her neck, not moving, but observing every blader carefully. No sign of any worthy opponent entering the park. Yet.
She realized a boy shorter than her was staring at her. He was no more than twelve. Glaring at him, she snapped, "What the hell do you want?!" The boy was taken back, as he stumbled back to where he was, whispering something frantically to another boy. Gritting her teeth, she knew they were discussing about the typical bitch-attitude blader who defeated everyone in the neighborhood. They even gave her a nickname – the Destroyer. How lame.
Knowing none of them was a match for her, she leaned against the trunk once more, placing the headphones over her ears and a familiar tune by Linkin Park greeted her. Looks like this was going to be a helluva boring afternoon.
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"Finish unpacking, Tyson?" Max asked, looking over at his good friend. Tyson nodded and replied, "I guess we should go down. The rest are probably waiting for us. It's good to be back in Hong Kong." Max nodded, and the both of them took a lift to the hotel lobby.
The Bladebreakers had won the American Tournament, and they heading back to Hong Kong, for yet another Asian Tournament. Mr. Dickinson announced that the rules have changed slightly, 5 on each team was compulsory.
"Well hello boys!" the bright, cheerful voice of Mr. Dickinson greeted them. "Mr. D!" Tyson grinned, "So, who's our 5th teammate?" Mr. Dickinson smiled. "You'll know soon."
"He better be good," Kai muttered, leaning against the wall.
"Ah, I haven't even chose one yet, but I will soon enough." Mr. Dickinson's eyes twinkled.
"Uh huh," Kai replied, while Tyson urged his friends to go to a nearby park. Time to face some amateurs again.
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"I WIN!!!!" an annoying squeaky voice of a boy no older than eight years old interrupted the song she was hearing. Her eyes snapped open like a bolt of lightning, eyes directing to where the noise came from.
"JUST SHUT YOU GODDAMNED MOUTH UP!" she yelled irately, removing her headphones. Every 10 minutes, she was undoubtedly interrupted by some imbecile, and every 10 minutes she threw her temper. The boy cowered, murmuring something that sounded like "Destroyer". Freak.
She was about to put on her headphones again, when a group of people caught her eye. Not just some irritating boys, but rather her age. There were 5 of them, but a certain one caught her eye. He was quite tall, slightly taller than her, with spiky gray-blue hair, four blue shark fins facial markings on his face and deep mahogany eyes. He stared straight ahead with a bored expression, and carried himself with something she realized she herself possessed - dignity, and arrogance. His hand was holding a beyblade, its bit chip flashing brightly, and she could almost swear there was an orangey-red bitbeast in it.
So, a worthy opponent finally arrived.
Kai glanced at the amateur beybladers battling on another. They weren't inexperienced, they were completely useless. Don't even know how to pull a ripcord properly.
His eyes darted, before stopping at a person. It was a girl, in fact, but not that prostitute kind which flirts nonstop. She had a slender figure, headphones were hung around her neck, and her brown hair with silvery highlights was tied into a ponytail. Her baggy, faded cargo pants hung low from her hips, and she wore a simple, sleeveless dark purple T-shirt with two red wrist guards. Two silver hoop earrings hung from each ear, and she had two piercing blue eyes. But what interested him was the beyblade she had in her hand, the bit chip was flashing, and Dranzer was reacting to it. He managed to spot something black, silver and blue, but nothing else.
"Who's that girl?" Tyson asked, and Kai silently smirked. So it seemed that the hothead had noticed her too. Not surprising.
"I don't know Tyson, maybe you should ask some of those kids. She looked like she owned a beyblade…"Ray answered, staring at her thoughtfully.
"Hey kid!" Tyson tapped a small boy by his shoulder, while pointing to her. "Do you know who she is?"
The boy's face turned into a mixture of fear and admiration. "No one really knows who she is, but she is one mean beyblader. She defeats every single beyblader in town, and not only does she defeat them, she totals their blades. We nicknamed her the Destroyer, and the way she battled was pretty much aggressive. We all know she has a bitbeast, but it moved so swiftly we only see black, silver and blue."
"Sounds like a Kai No.2." Tyson commented, "If none of you can defeat her, I'll battle her then!" Smiling confidently, he began to make his way to the girl.
"I'll take you on," Tyson said, taking out Dragoon.
The girl smirked. "My pleasure," she replied, as they both launched their beyblades.
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A/N: First chapter finished! Hopefully I can get more than 10 reviews. So, review to tell me what do you think… Next chapter: The battle between Tyson and the strange girl who yet revealed who she was. Who will emerge victorious? And who will be the Bladebreakers'5th teammate? Review!!!
-Artiris
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:::To Be Continued:::
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