I'm baaack. And yeah, the last chapter had a lot of P.O.V's yeah? Anywise,
onto the next chapter, where there's a battle brewing.
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Tyson's P.O.V.
"Hey, are you deaf or somethin'?" I shot up, standing before the guy with a decent stare while holding up my beyblade towards his face. "If you don't like talkin', let's see you in a battle!"
Yeah, this got his attention. His head shot up, grinning that deadly grin which caused me to fall over last time. He stood, holding up his own beyblade. The whole thing was basically black, except for the attack ring that had this swirled design of blue and red. There was this chip in the center too. looking like a wolf.
So, Mr. Attitude had a bit beast too. Well, it won't beat my Dragoon!
I gave one of those sly grins, turning to Max, and Rei who cheered, "Yeah, you get 'em Tyson!"
Kenny didn't look too impressed, as he was too busy typing up something on Dizzi. Figures the brainiac do the thinking and me do the working.
We all rushed outside to where there was a beyblade dish; Kay didn't look too fazed and I wasn't about to lose to this guy who talks less than Kai anyway!
Our beyblades were in our launchers and Max was counting down.
"Three. two. one. Let It Rip!"
Kai's P.O.V.
This team was so useless, except for Rei that is. But I never really looked at him that way. better as 'friends' than 'lovers' or whatever.
There they go, ranting on and on of this All Boys Tournament thing. Great. And yeah, we need five players to compete? Even, better.
I had to sit here, in the willow tree to clear my mind. The moonlight cascading down against my face, a single fingertip trailing across my cheek to the shark fins markings.
What was there to do now? So the tournament was in three weeks, we'd need a lot of training. Especially that idiot, Tyson. He never listens to anyone, well. me anyway. I'll show him, I always do.
And what's with this new member? Metallic eyes, a silver wolf pendent, that 'deadly grin', a scar across the left cheek.
Somehow, it's all too familiar. 'The Shadow Wolf'.
The faint sound of yelling and cheering caught my attention. It came from the front of the cabin, and seeing how I'm the captain and all, I went to check it out. The cheering grew louder, soft footsteps guiding me to the front where Tyson and the rest of them surrounded the beyblade dish.
"Go Dragoon, let's go!" The all too familiar voice cried out.
But another voice, one that was different. "Drowler, now, finish him." The voice was calm, and relaxed it seemed.
I walked farther until I leaned against the edge of the cabin, where I had the perfect view of the battle. Two beyblades, one white, the other black charging at each other. Sparks began flying.
From the corner of my eye, I watched them. Tyson began sweating, small beads of sweat trailing off his neck. His opponent, however, seemed calm and quiets the whole time. I noticed his expression, and it seemed pained somehow. but broke into that same grin as he first came here, his tone monotonous.
"Drowler, finish him. now."
The black beyblade swerved back, spinning on the edge of the dish. A dim crimson light began emerging from the center, catching my full attention.
Normal P.O.V.
From the center of the black beyblade, a crimson light emerged; a wolf-like creature bursting from inside, emitting a furious howl.
"Now, Crimson Claw Attack!" Kay called.
"Phantom Hurricane Attack!" Tyson cried.
Everyone watched as Kay's bit beast emerged; even Kai looked interested. The chief immediately starting typing rapidly on his laptop and Dizzi searches more files.
A bright light began circling the dish, but a crimson light sliced through it, like tearing tissue paper. Lights crackled, and a crimson static bursted upward from the dish before everything dimmed.and a white beyblade hovering from the sky to the ground with a slight 'hiss'.
"And.Kay is the winner!" Max exclaimed, his eyes still on the black beyblade which still spinned in the center of the dish. Tyson gathered up his beyblade, turning to the dish with a surprised look, "It's. still going."
As if on signal, the beyblade shifts, flying to his master's hand. An amused look came to Kay's face, icy blue pools casting a glance to his 'prey'.
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Okay, Tyson challenges Kay to a battle that Kay wins really easily at. Kai is trying to clear his thoughts, wondering how this new member of theirs is familiar to him..
If you are that interested in this story, please R & R, and I might continue with this story.
Yeah, I bet you know how the story's gonna end up comin' out as.*wonders about what she just said*
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Tyson's P.O.V.
"Hey, are you deaf or somethin'?" I shot up, standing before the guy with a decent stare while holding up my beyblade towards his face. "If you don't like talkin', let's see you in a battle!"
Yeah, this got his attention. His head shot up, grinning that deadly grin which caused me to fall over last time. He stood, holding up his own beyblade. The whole thing was basically black, except for the attack ring that had this swirled design of blue and red. There was this chip in the center too. looking like a wolf.
So, Mr. Attitude had a bit beast too. Well, it won't beat my Dragoon!
I gave one of those sly grins, turning to Max, and Rei who cheered, "Yeah, you get 'em Tyson!"
Kenny didn't look too impressed, as he was too busy typing up something on Dizzi. Figures the brainiac do the thinking and me do the working.
We all rushed outside to where there was a beyblade dish; Kay didn't look too fazed and I wasn't about to lose to this guy who talks less than Kai anyway!
Our beyblades were in our launchers and Max was counting down.
"Three. two. one. Let It Rip!"
Kai's P.O.V.
This team was so useless, except for Rei that is. But I never really looked at him that way. better as 'friends' than 'lovers' or whatever.
There they go, ranting on and on of this All Boys Tournament thing. Great. And yeah, we need five players to compete? Even, better.
I had to sit here, in the willow tree to clear my mind. The moonlight cascading down against my face, a single fingertip trailing across my cheek to the shark fins markings.
What was there to do now? So the tournament was in three weeks, we'd need a lot of training. Especially that idiot, Tyson. He never listens to anyone, well. me anyway. I'll show him, I always do.
And what's with this new member? Metallic eyes, a silver wolf pendent, that 'deadly grin', a scar across the left cheek.
Somehow, it's all too familiar. 'The Shadow Wolf'.
The faint sound of yelling and cheering caught my attention. It came from the front of the cabin, and seeing how I'm the captain and all, I went to check it out. The cheering grew louder, soft footsteps guiding me to the front where Tyson and the rest of them surrounded the beyblade dish.
"Go Dragoon, let's go!" The all too familiar voice cried out.
But another voice, one that was different. "Drowler, now, finish him." The voice was calm, and relaxed it seemed.
I walked farther until I leaned against the edge of the cabin, where I had the perfect view of the battle. Two beyblades, one white, the other black charging at each other. Sparks began flying.
From the corner of my eye, I watched them. Tyson began sweating, small beads of sweat trailing off his neck. His opponent, however, seemed calm and quiets the whole time. I noticed his expression, and it seemed pained somehow. but broke into that same grin as he first came here, his tone monotonous.
"Drowler, finish him. now."
The black beyblade swerved back, spinning on the edge of the dish. A dim crimson light began emerging from the center, catching my full attention.
Normal P.O.V.
From the center of the black beyblade, a crimson light emerged; a wolf-like creature bursting from inside, emitting a furious howl.
"Now, Crimson Claw Attack!" Kay called.
"Phantom Hurricane Attack!" Tyson cried.
Everyone watched as Kay's bit beast emerged; even Kai looked interested. The chief immediately starting typing rapidly on his laptop and Dizzi searches more files.
A bright light began circling the dish, but a crimson light sliced through it, like tearing tissue paper. Lights crackled, and a crimson static bursted upward from the dish before everything dimmed.and a white beyblade hovering from the sky to the ground with a slight 'hiss'.
"And.Kay is the winner!" Max exclaimed, his eyes still on the black beyblade which still spinned in the center of the dish. Tyson gathered up his beyblade, turning to the dish with a surprised look, "It's. still going."
As if on signal, the beyblade shifts, flying to his master's hand. An amused look came to Kay's face, icy blue pools casting a glance to his 'prey'.
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Okay, Tyson challenges Kay to a battle that Kay wins really easily at. Kai is trying to clear his thoughts, wondering how this new member of theirs is familiar to him..
If you are that interested in this story, please R & R, and I might continue with this story.
Yeah, I bet you know how the story's gonna end up comin' out as.*wonders about what she just said*