Thank You soooo much Dark Kai!
Oh Yeah! I forgot the dislaimer on the first two didn't I? I don't own Beyblade! Darn!
Part One. Section Two.
The plane landed in Mexico City, during the night. The warm equatoral air was stifling, even at this late hour.
Tyson pulled off his jacket as they got off the plane, yawning loudly after such a long flight.
"I wanna hit the sack..." Max yawned.
"Well you can't! We have to catch the bus to the Temple!" Kai spat harshly.
After the long and boring flight, he was incredibly irritable.
"You told South America!" Max complained at Tyson.
"Kai should learn to speak up!" Tyson shot at glance at the taller boy who was leaning sleepiy against a lamppost outside the Airport doors.
"I said Central America, you baka, you should learn to listen!" Kai retorted, without even opening his eyes.
"Shuddup You!" Tyson started.
"Don't try it!" Ray said, tiredly trying to keep the peace.
A green bus with the words 'Travel Mexico' written in large yellow lettering splashed across the side, pulled up in front of them.
The bus driver got of then started to speak rapidly in Spanish. The Chief started to talk back then the bus driver motioned for the guys to get on the bus. They boarded, and slung they belongings into a couple of seats, seeing as they were the only ones of the bus. As they pulled away from the airport, and eventually away from Mexico City, sleep gripped them and they soon asleep.
The bus pulled up just as the sky was beginning to lighten. The boys got of the bus and were met by a tired, but cheerful anyway, Mr Dickenson.
"Follow me boys, I'll show you to your tents!" He smiled warmly.
Wearily, they truged along, barely noticing the shadow that loomed over them.
"Tents? Mr D?" Tyson said as he saw a row of tents pitched up against a wall of stone.
"Yes Tyson, There are no hotels around, so everyone competing or watching, has to sleep in tents."
Tyson huffed at the thought, but then, he'd slept in worse.
"Now boys, just one more thing before you go to sleep, look over there..." Mr Dickenson pointed.
The boys craned their necks to see.
There was nothing but black, but then the sun seemed to jump from the horizon, revealing the five-tiered Temple of Quetzalcoatl.
"That, is where the beybattles will take place."
"Whoa..." the Bladebreakers were captivated by the sight of the Temple, the morning light stricking the stone, and playing with the eeiry shadows.
A single figure watched as the boys gaped up at the large stone structure that she was standing on.
"Soon..." she whispered as the wind ruffled her black hair.
Another short one, but hey! that's two in one day! Hope you like this chapter!
