Team Iceland VS Team Finland

Klaus VS Hans:

"Will of Might, Will of Sword"

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is it, battle between Iceland and Finland! Who would win?! Coming up next, the return of Black Dranzer! Plus, Geiger's true powers revealed. Enjoy! :)

"Alright, BLADERS, COME FORWARD~~~!!!"

Klaus, Freyja, and their 2 other teammates went forward, looking straight over their adversaries, the Finland Team. Klaus' ice blue eyes narrowed as he gave each and every single one of them a thorough look-over from head to foot.

"Ruthless fiends," he mutters. "Pretty tough, too. They're going to give the Chinese Team a run for their frigging money."

"But we can nail those losers, right, Klaus?" Freyja asked their team captain softly, without removing her blue eyes, so much like Yuri's were, from the enemy.

"We've always been known as a team of 'bad weeds'," Klaus told his youngest team member. He gave a small satisfied grin. "Don't worry, we'll make those wussies scream for mercy the time we're finished with them."

"..." Freyja was just quiet.

"...and most of all, I want a clean, fair FIGHT~~~!!!" Maverick was nodding. "Alright, first Bladers for the opening salvo, are you all ready to rip it?! Then please step FORWARD~~~!!!"

"Be careful, Klaus," Freyja told him.

Klaus nodded. "Heh. I wouldn't lose this fight for the world."

He steps forward, his slanted ice-blue eyes narrowed and set. His shoulder length light blond hair fell about his shoulders quite nicely, some of it stuck right behind his right ear, where a few strands had escaped and fell lightly across his forehead. He was wearing a dark brown sleeveless long coat with fur trimming over a crisp starched white polo short (which was opened a few buttons that revealed his collarbone), a pair of baggy jeans and low boots on his feet. A double stranded choker was about his neck, from which a decorative silver clasped blue flint crystal hung, carved with a figure of a huge ferocious wolf.

"For the Iceland Team, we have Klaus INGREN~~~!!!"

Several people cheered, mostly girls. They can't help it; Klaus looked like a beautiful male model of GQ.

"And for Team Finland, we have Hans REYJVIK~~~!!!"

Maverick looked at each of them, then nodded as she swipes her arms in the air. "Alright, BLADERS! Are you guys ready to rip IT~~~?!"

Hans Reyjvik smirked then got his Bey Blade, setting it on his Shooter. It was black in color, and had wicked looking spurs on its attack ring. His brown eyes glinted with mischief. "Are you ready to die?"

"..." Klaus set his own Bey Blade, a cerulean colored one, and set it on his own Shooter. "You wish."

"Alright THEN~~~!!! Let's do the COUNTDOWN, EVERYBODY~~~!!!" Maverick raised her fist into the air.

"3..."

Hans aimed his Bey at his opponent, his eyes glinting mischievously.

"2..."

"..." Klaus just stared at him, his ice blue eyes expressionless.

"1..."

***Be careful, Klaus...*** Freyja bit her lip, her blue eyes becoming expressive.

"GOOOOOO...SSSSSHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTT~~~~!!!"

Hans laughed, then let his Bey rip the stadium. "Go, PALLAS~~~!!!"

"SURTUR, finish him OFF~~~!!!" Klaus yells.

The 2 Beys entered the concave stadium, scattering sparks of electricity about. Maverick blinked.

"The 2 Beys have entered the STADIUM~~~!!! Pallas is coming on strong, he's literally tearing the entire stadium APART~~~!!! Could Surtur stop his onslaught?! Only time could TELL~~~!!!"

Pallas leapt right through the air, and Klaus' eyes became wide. "WHAT~~~?!"

"Heh heh heh, say your prayers, pretty boy! Your Bey's as good as FINISHED~~~!!!" Hans' brown eyes widened, then he swipes his arms in the air. "PALLAS~~~!!! DIVE CRUSHER~~~!!!"

A dark red light was emitted from the central bit, and soon, a similar pillar of light shoots right off into the air, revealing itself as a ferocious demon boar. It dove straight towards Surtur at breakneck speed, intent on crushing his Bey into very fine powder.

"~~~!!!" Maverick's eyes went wide. "Pallas is going in for the KILL~~~!!!"

Pallas buries itself onto the hard, unforgiving surface of the Bey Stadium, which cracked and shattered upon its impact. A dark red light shone right through the many cracks it made, and the audience gasped. Yuri's eyes went wide.

Klaus shielded his face with his arms as the explosion that occurred threw bits and pieces of the stadium right at him, along with clouds of dust. Hans was laughing manically. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~~~~!!! That's it Pallas, CRUSH HIM~~~!!! Don't leave anything BEHIND~~~!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~~~!!!"

Pallas leapt off, dove and crashed again, leapt, dove and crashed again. Maverick could not believe what she was SEEING.

"All hell breaks loose as Pallas decimates the ENTIRE Bey Stadium with his devastating and famous finishing move Dive Crusher! Could this be the end of Surtur?!"

Hans grinned at Klaus, who by now was standing close to the arena being destroyed in the process. "HAH! What can you say about that, pretty BOY?! You better back off now, while your Bey's still ALIVE, you know. Don't want to get those pretty ice blue eyes of yours 'all washed-up', so to speak."

"Speak for yourself, you ingrate. The fight's not over yet." Klaus' ice blue eyes narrowed. "Who'd do the crying, I wonder?"

Hans frowned. "What do you MEAN?"

Klaus sighed slowly. "Just watch and LEARN, and pay close attention to what I'll do to your pathetic little Bey." He glances sharply up at the ceiling. "SURTUR!"

Maverick turned SD, her eyes little beads. "Eh...?!"

A cerulean streak shot off towards the high lamps up in the ceiling, glinting like a bright torch. Hans' eyes widened.

"WHAT~~~?!"

Maverick gripped the handrails, her orange eyes wide and blinking. "What's THAT~~~?! Surtur's avoided ALL of Pallas' attacks with nary a SCRATCH~~~!!! It's Team Iceland's TURN~~~!!! Could Surtur turn the tables in their FAVOR?!"

"You keep forgetting you're dealing with Klaus Ingren here...and I'M not just ANY BLADER! You'll regret insulting ME~~~!!!" Klaus swipes his arm diagonally downward, his ice blue eyes little slits. "SURTUR~~~!!! KAISER NOVA ATTACK, NOW~~~!!!"

Surtur's central bit glowed a cerulean blue, and a shaft of light shoots out, entwined with many ghostly sparks of cerulean lightning. A huge wolf appears, roaring for all its worth. He had lightning-shaped face tendrils (^^;;), and he had a 6 pointed star on his forehead.

He appears on top of a hill and howls. A brilliant orb of white light appears right above his head, scattering rays of white light about. The wolf then broke into a full run towards the enemy Bey, its fangs bared, its claws ready to rip it asunder. The Bey Stadium suddenly looked as if it was in outer space, complete with swirling comets and spiraling galaxies that went by like a blur in its passing.

The wolf turned into a brilliant white comet that crashed headlong onto the enemy Bey, which was surrounded by a 6-pointed star sigil superimposed with a huge broadsword on top. Hans' eyes were wide as a huge explosion rocked the entire place, scattering shafts of white light about into the disbelieving audience.

Maverick gritted her teeth. "What...is Surtur~~~"

As if on cue, Pallas gets thrown off in slow motion, neatly disassembled into its primary parts, its central bit flying off. It landed in pieces right before Hans' feet, who stared down at it in surprise.

"What...what the~~~"

Maverick blinked. "OH! Looks like we have a WINNER~~~!!!" She shoots her fist into the air. "Pallas, out cold and disassembled! Surtur, miraculously intact and still spinning inside the Bey Stadium! The winner...KLAUS INGREN of the ICELAND TEAM~~~!!!"

"..." Klaus was just quiet. Hans picked up his disassembled Bey and mumbling to himself, went back towards his seat.

"Alright! 1 win for the Iceland TEAM~~~!!!" Freyja was grinning. "Heh heh, I just KNEW you could do IT~~~!!!"

Klaus got his still spinning Surtur then headed back towards his seat. He looks over at Freyja, who met him as soon as he got in. "Show them no mercy, Stross."

"You can count on ME!" Freyja nodded. "Alright, It's Fenrir's turn! I'll show them my Stross Blue Plate SPECIAL~~~!!!"

She runs into ringside. Yuri looked over at Klaus as he sat beside him.

"Tough bastards," Klaus muttered. "But we can handle them real fine."

"I know." Yuri blinked, then looked over to where his sister was, waving and grinning widely at the adoring audience. "It's all just a matter of seconds before you win this set."

"..." A young girl frowned as she looked through the data she has just collected.

"Doing fine, Emily?" a man asks, as he stood beside her while puffing his pipe.

"Doing just fine." Emily Birkin (I'm making her surname up, please e-mail me her real surname, PLEASE! Thanks! ^.^) looked up at the man beside her, her sea-blue eyes narrowed and set. "I'm almost finished..."

"That's good to hear." The man puffs at his pipe again. "Have you gathered enough data?"

"I have loads of them." Emily lightly ran her hands across the laptop she always had with her, typing furiously away. "The data analysis is nearly complete, too. The last pieces of data I need involve the Chinese Team and the BBA Team."

"That's fine." The man was gazing at the scene going on below. "All ready for immediate 'data infusion'?"

"Yes, sir. 92.317% complete." Emily nodded. "Should be ready for Project Avatar in a few days' time."

"That's VERY good." The man was smiling. "It's a really good thing we got hold of you just in time before you decide to follow Mizuhara in that despicable PBB whatchamacallit. You've become a very valuable asset."

"Thank you, sir."

"I'll be expecting you for lunch later. The usual?"

"Anything would be just fine, sir."

"Good. Later, Birkin." With that, the man walks away.

"..." Emily closed her laptop. Getting the Black Tigers' Team would probably be very tough to do, with that pink moppet around, but she'll get down to it, anyway. The only real problem she's going to have would be getting the BBA's data. Professor and Max she could barely handle, and now she's heard that the -Auran- was also on their team, as well. Asaya Ninomiya was a Bey tech prodigy, having been taught and her innate skills nurtured by Dr. Leimrey, who wished to have her become the creator of the world's deadliest and most powerful Bey Blade with trillions of euros worth of Guild technology. She could safely say she wasn't bad a prodigy herself: having graduated from MIT with a perfect 1.0 average, everybody wanted a piece of her talent. But coming across the rec files for the Guild's premiere tech center in Switzerland, they flatly told her that her application wasn't acceptable, for there was only one room for another Bey tech trainee and that was the Ninomiya brat. She could've handled that well, but, the fact that they turned her down for a 14 year-old was just a little TOO much.

She had a really rough time after that, but then came the hacker job offer from Beytech Industries, a new company delving in Bey Blade research all over the world, aiming to topple the Guild in their own field of expertise. Emily was in her element at last, and has proved to be a very valuable asset in all aspects of Beytech's activities, like recording data for the ultimate Bey Blades, and perfecting them to become the deadliest weapons the world has ever known.

Starting with the resurrection of the Black Dranzer.

Emily gave a small smile as she stood up and headed straight outside, that little thought brightening up her otherwise dismal day.

Yes, it was GREAT to be BACK.

Takao was practically running to their shuttle bus that was to take them to the stadium some time later. "Oh my GOD how could have I possibly FORGOTTEN that she's on TODAY~~~?!"

"Hold on Takao, wait for ME~~~!!!" Tsukiyo yells, running after her childhood best buddy.

"..." SD Max had a silly grin on his face, Kai was blinking, Lei had turned into a helpless looking chibi neko, while Asaya was talking to Professor about something. It was almost 9:00 am, and the Bey matches resumed a 15 minutes ago.

Chairman Daitenji was smiling at all of them as they reached the shuttle bus a little while later. "I trust you all had a wonderful Bey Blade practice, children. I've heard from a couple of tourists passing by."

"Yes we did, Chairman Daitenji," Max replied. "Kai and Lei were determined to blow the entire park off into smithereens, but Professor finally put his foot down. And Takao suddenly got a zillion ants in his pants that was why we had to hurry over here."

"Well, we HAVE an upcoming MATCH," Takao said.

"Yeah, like 24 hours later," Kai said. "Admit it Kinogu, you just want to see your GIRLFRIEND."

"She's not my GIRLFRIEND!" Takao said hotly, his flaming cheeks belying his current emotional state.

Chairman Daitenji laughed boisterously. "Well, well, well. Hurry on, children, Takao's going to be VERY late for his date."

"Chairman Daitenji...you TOO~~~?!" SD Takao's eyes became wobbly.

"Come on Takao, your mystery date awaits," SD Max said with a laugh, as he pushed Takao up the bus steps.

"HEY! Wait UP~~~!!!"

They all turned around to see SD Lee running towards them, along with SD Llewelyn. Their eyes were little beads.

"Oh...Lee! Llewelyn! What are you guys doing HERE?" Asaya asked, her eyes wide and blinking.

"We heard Team Iceland's on," Lee replied, pausing to catch his breath.

"Yeah," Llewelyn added, gasping. "Mind you, we had to plow through 8 gargantuan-sized hedges just to get to here."

"Well...uh...OK." Max blinked. "The whole bus is yours and ours to terrorize on the WHOLE trip going to the Stadium."

"Great! THANKS!" SD Lee and SD Llewelyn said with silly grins on their faces.

They all boarded the bus.

"You REALLY plowed through 8 gargantuan-sized hedges going HERE?" SD Professor asked disbelievingly.

"Yes," Llewelyn said, nodding. "But no need to worry, everything's well-taken cared of."

The bus pulled out of the parking lot. And tourists stopped and pointed at the burning grove of trees hedges from a distance.

Yep.

Geiger season was DEFINITELY here.