Majestic Test of Loyalty


Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade. Words of wisdom: If you start to feel like you're happy or you're having fun at school, get a doctor and mental help right away. This chapter is about the Majestics more than other people, as you might have guessed from my little "sneak preview." However, it does start with the Bladebreakers. What is the point of a disclaimer? To say you don't own whatever you're writing about. To have a paragraph or so at the beginning that nobody reads, like my bio. Nobody reads that. Well, if anybody is reading this, a few authors you should check out: Jewel (thx for reviewing constantly), (you showed me a little bit more about Gundam Wing), and of course, last but definitely not least, Kitty_Black_Heart. Thanks for adding me to your faves. Well, here we go........ R+R!


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And then. . . something pushed Max over. It was so sudden he couldn't regain his balance quickly enough, and fell hard, with a thumping noise heard easily in the silent darkness. Tyson spun around quickly. Kai knew the time for stealth was over. He tackled Tyson to the floor and shone the flashlight in his eyes.

"Kai?!?" he exclaimed, surprised. "What are doing here? What am I doing here? Where is here, anyway?"

"You mean you don't know?" Ray asked. "We're deep in the woods, following you, because nobody believed you were just exploring. Why did you come out here, then? Were you sleepwalking, or something?"

Tyson admitted, "No. I'm not really sure what I'm doing out here. I was finishing at the buffet, when I felt like something was controlling me. Then, next thing I knew, Kai was- and still is, can you get off me, Kai- shining this flashlight in my eyes. It must have been the video!"

"Video?" Max finally got off the ground, and asked Tyson curiously. Kai and Tyson stood up. Kai gathered some wood and somehow lit a fire, turning off the flashlight.

Tyson explained, "I got this video a while ago, and it had a cloaked figure on it, then just went blank. That was the first night I felt I was being controlled."

"Do you still have the video?" Kai demanded.

"Yes," Tyson answered. "But I'd always forget about it around you guys. That's why I never told you."

"Now that you've been reunited and had your little history lesson. . ." A dark shape appeared behind the Bladebreakers. "I've been waiting. . ." the shape finished.


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Meanwhile, Robert had invited the Majestics over to his house. Robert and Oliver were drinking tea, but Johnny and Enrique insisted on sodas. They couldn't stand tea. Robert explained why he had invited them. "I've been having the feeling something is going to happen..."

Oliver asked, "Like what?"

"I'm not sure. I just know we'll be involved," Robert answered.

"Yeah, so what?" Johnny said. He couldn't care less. "Are we going to become the most famous beybladers in the world? Crush every opponent? Well?"

Robert answered carefully, "I don't think it's something we're going to like." Everyone went silent, even Enrique and Oliver, who were chatting eagerly about something. Even the servants and footsteps become silent. Suddenly, something happened that made everyone jump at least a foot in the air.

The expensive, clear sounding doorbell rang. The Majestics looked strangely towards the door. Robert asked, "Now who could that be? (*clap*)" A servant appeared beside him. He questioned him, "Did anybody have an appointment with me today?"

The answer was, "No, Master Robert. No appointment was made or set for this day."

The doorbell rang again. The servant asked, "Shall I get the door, Master Robert?"

Robert paused for a second, then answered, "No thank you, I shall see to it myself. That is all." The servant disappeared. Strange, Robert thought. I don't think I have seen that servant before, ever. He opened the door. Guess who it was. A servant walking by paused, looking through the door, and passed out on the spot. The person standing there only said, "Well? Aren't you going to invite me in, "Master" Robert?"

"What are you doing here?" Robert asked, angrier than he'd ever been before.

"I only want to talk to you and your little team."

"LITTLE? My team?" Robert raised his voice like he'd never done before. A servant rushed up to him, thinking the master was in danger. He tried to calm down.

"Take him to a bed and make sure the doctor has a look at him," Robert spoke, as calm as he could manage. The servant, relieved Robert was safe, sighed inwardly and went off to get help. Robert turned back to the person still standing at the door. "Now, as for you. What do you mean, talk? About what?"

"Well, if I could come in. . ." Robert froze. Trying to act civil, he said, "Well, you can't. And how did you know the Majestics are here? Have you been spying on us?"

" (*laughter that sends chills down your spine*) Me, spying? Really, Robert. I just have sources that told me the Majestics were on their way to your house, that's all."

Robert answered gravely, "So you haven't been spying. You've been getting others to spy for you."

"Perhaps, if that is what you consider spying."

"I do. For I battle honourably, unlike you."

"Well, maybe I can debate it with the Majestics inside, or you can keep me standing out here all day."

Robert laughed. "Keep you standing out here? Never! I'll make sure security drags you back to wherever you came from, and stay there."

Back in the living room, the Majestics were starting to wonder. Johnny called impatiently, "Robert, what's the hold-up?"

Oliver added, "Who is it, anyway?"

Enrique said, "Just invite them in or send them on their way!"

Robert called back, "I'll be there in a minute!"

The Majestics looked at each other and called to Robert, "If you're not here in 10 seconds, we're coming out there, Robert."

"There's no need for that," Robert answered as he made his decision. He invited the person in, but not in the way to show someone they're welcome here. He led him to the living room. Robert announced, "Majestics, we have a visitor." They stopped their conversation and glanced at the "visitor." There was silence. Then, all 3 of them jumped up off their comfortable seats.


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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Max and Tyson screamed. Kai jumped to his feet and clicked the flashlight on to shine more light on the shape. "What the-?" he growled. The flashlight which had been working perfectly 10 minutes ago was now dead. Ray grabbed a thick, 2-feet long piece of wood and fed the tip into the fire. He took a step towards the shape, quickly and silently, holding the torch out. As soon as he got close enough to shed some light, the fire on the torch went out. Almost at the same instant, the campfire went out. Suddenly, there was silence all throughout the darkness. Max and Tyson got to their feet carefully.

A ghastly voice broke the silence. "I prefer the darkness, if you don't mind."

Kai asked fearlessly, "WHO ARE YOU?"

The reply was, "Your worst nightmare, your deepest and darkest fear. That which you will hate forever." The voice paused, and it seemed every sound possible in the world paused with it. It seemed forever before it spoke again. "And now, your saviour."

"Wha-what do y-yo-you m-mea-mean b-b-by th-tha-that?" Max stuttered, despite the fact he tried to hide his fear.

The voice spoke again, and it seemed dark, but nobody could explain how you described a voice as dark. "Well, why don't you have a seat?" The Bladebreakers glanced at each other, even though it was too dark to see anything. They sat down nervously trying to hide their fear, even Kai.


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Kenny's POV

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Oh my gosh! Tyson! Max! Ray! Even Kai! Something was happening to them. I could feel it. But what could I do? Well, the least I could do was go look for them. Now, about Max's dad... "Uh, sir," I started nervously, breaking the silence. "It's getting late. Why don't you turn in?"

He looked at me strangely and said, "It's only 8:30, Kenny."

"Um, well you know, the earlier you sleep, the earlier you wake. And, um, I think we can start early tomorrow morning."

"What about the guys?"

"Oh, you know them, they stay out late. Don't worry, they can take care of themselves. They are teenagers, you know. In fact, I'm going to check on them."

"Well, then, goodnight, Kenny," Max's dad murmured as he headed to his private bedroom, muttering nonsense to himself. I watched him go, then walked outside and looked into the forest.