Chapter Four: Attack!

About five minutes later, the Blade-Breakers followed the Comets out of the slum of a hotel they stayed in and into the cold night. It was raining. The weather had chilled even further. The sky was black, and water poured down brutally and slammed onto their heads mercilessly. A sharp wind blew cruelly, and if there had been trees then Tyson was pretty sure that they'd have blown over. The air tasted like mint and numbed the nose it was so cold.

Tyson had wrapped up, removing his shorts and replacing them with dark blue jeans. Max had exchanged his orange dungarees for warm pants, and Rei was wearing warmer trousers too. The Chief had swapped his shorts with a huge pair of baggy jeans. He looked hilarious. He was tucked up in a big, dumpy coat, and his body seemed to get lost in it. He had gloves on and probably about five pairs of socks under his boots, and Dizzi was snuggled under his coat. Rei had worn a jumper rather than his shirt-type-thing, and a long black coat, and looked quite smart. Tyson looked cool and comfortable, and Max looked warm and snug. Kai wore a hooded jacket and hadn't bothered changing - his trousers were warm enough and his arms, although bare, were warmed by his coat, and he still looked cool (in the sense of composed, not cold!). When he got outside he pulled up his hood, feeling that he had been wet enough that day.

The girls had all thrown on long coats and were warm and comfy - well, as warm and comfy as the weather would let them get. They turned around and, shielding their eyes (and their make-up) from the harsh rain, explained that the coach was parked about five minutes away. The Blade- Breakers followed rather reluctantly. They weren't really in the mood for a trip - it was more out of necessity than anything else. Rei knew he would rather be inside, tucked up in his 'warm' hotel bed. It would be better than getting soaked out here.

They finally reached the coach, and could just about make out the word "Comets" painted in white on the side. It was so dark that they couldn't see the ground they walked on.

"Come in!" welcomed Leanne, opening the doors. The lights from the coach filled the area around and for a moment the Blade-Breakers shielded their eyes. Then they adjusted and they could just about find their way onto the coach.

The coach was toasty. The heating had been left on and it was a wonderful sensation to get onto the coach and let the warmth creep up the body like a liana sprouting up a willow tree in the spring. Tyson removed his jacket.

"I could get used to this!"

Jenna giggled. "It's great, isn't it? Just sit down and relax - the ride'll go by in no time at all!"

The engine started, the bus revved up, and the doors shut. Soon they were on their way to the nearest food outlet.

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"Alright, Burger King!"

Tyson sped around in bliss, ecstatic at the sight of so many food outlets. The shopping centre was busy and active for nighttime, and people were bustling around. It was an indoor centre, so it was warm and cosy in there. Tyson, having removed his coat, dashed through the entrance of Burger King.

"Mmm, I can't wait for a big, juicy bacon double cheeseburger with everything!"

Fortunately for them, the queue was small, and the Burger King outlet was strangely quiet. Tyson bounded to the shortest queue, followed by the other Blade-Breakers.

As soon as he reached the front desk, Tyson yapped:

"Gimme an extra large fries, a bacon double cheeseburger with everything, some doughnuts, um, a chocolate milkshake, and um, make that two large fries, and um . . . can I make that two burgers as well? I'm starved!"

The rest of the Blade-Breakers stared, and the girls looked like they were about to be ill. They watched as Tyson turned around with a huge tray, packed with food, and grinned widely at them.

"Mmm! You can't beat a good old burger!"

The till worker looked a little exhausted after Tyson's order, and was not about to get off lightly. Max ordered the same as Tyson minus the second burger, Rei did the same, Kenny dropped the bacon on the burger but kept the rest of the order up and Kai . . . well, Kai just got a plain old burger and fries. The girls didn't seem to want much - but they confessed that they were all watching their figures and fast food was loaded with fatty calories.

Once seated, the two groups mingled well, and they all seemed to get along well. They didn't exactly spill team secrets to each other, but they talked about Beyblading, how much it rocked, how good they were etc. Leanne seemed to enjoy Rei's company immensely, and she made sure she sat right next to him in the booth, and through her whole meal she stared at his face. Poor Rei began to feel uncomfortable but didn't say a thing. Kai simply examined the new scarf he had bought - which was identical to his old one.

"So . . . " said Tyson, finally pushing away his tray after stuffing himself full (the tray being loaded with wrappers and rubbish), "are you looking forward to the tournament?"

Tony grinned and nodded her head vigorously. "Oh yeah. Can't wait!"

"How about . . . "mused Leanne, "we all show each other our blades now, so we can see what we're up against?"

"I don't know, Leanne," said Max. He had learned to be cautious. "That's not quite fair."

"Why not?" asked Jenna, "We won't know your strategy or anything!"

"Yeah," said Rei, "but you'll know what our Bit-Beasts are, and then you can look them up and research them. It's no go. Sorry."

"Here's my blade," said Rio, who, having not spoken except to order her food, drew attention when she spoke, "I'm not afraid to show you what I've got, because I'm not afraid you'll beat me!"

She held up a deep lavender blade, which shimmered as it was kept so well, with an aqua blue circle in the middle. On the circle there was a picture of her Bit-Beast, which was presumably a . . .

"Is that a dinosaur?" asked Tyson, staring with wide eyes at the well- kept blade. Rio nodded without moving her eyes from her blade.

"Veloceraptrion,"

They stared at the stunning blade, which glinted. Leanne took out her blade, following Rio's example. Her blade was deep red with an orange centre and was just as dazzling.

"Meet Pterodeor,"(Pronounced Ter-oh-dee-or).

Tony and Jenna removed their blades from their pockets. Tony's was yellow with a lilac centre, and Jenna's was blue with a black centre.

"Brachiomontras," "Carniverapture,"

The Blade-Breakers felt a little outclassed. These blades were all of the dinosaur type, and they looked menacing and potent.

"Well," said Max, reaching into his pocket, desiring a chance to prove his own blade's worth, "wait till you see our blades and Bit-Beasts!"

But Tyson grabbed his hand. "Don't."

"What?"

"Don't show 'em. They're only doing this so they can see our blades. They'll see plenty of our Beasts and our techniques at the tournament. For now, let 'em wait."

The Comets all looked a little offended, and Rio grinned rather slyly as she replaced her blade.

"Aren't we cautious? All right, keep your secrets. We'll thrash you at the tournament."

She stood up. "It's getting late. Team, it's an early start tomorrow. We're going back now. Breakers, you wanna ride, you come now."

The Blade-Breakers stood, Tyson groaning because his stomach was so full, and they made their way out into the night again and onto the Comets' bus.

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When they got back to the hotel, the Blade-Breakers found that their room was a little warmer.

"Probably because Ronald boarded up the window," said Max, as he pulled on his pyjama top. He had warm blue ones that were slightly too big for him. Kenny looked around.

"I still don't like this place," he said, putting a sock on. He didn't usually wear socks for bed, but it was cold and he felt the occasion called for it.

"I'm sure we can make do!" said Rei, always the peacemaker, as he buttoned up the front of his pyjama top - which was black and white striped and made him look like a zebra - especially since he had black hair. In fact, he almost looked like a white tiger - bizarre or what?

Tyson flopped onto his bed and pulled the pitiful blanket of a cover over his body - which was clothed in pyjamas with Beyblades on them.

"The beds aren't exactly great. Or comfy. And the room's still cold. Cold, and dusty, and-"

"Stop complaining," snapped Kai, also lying down on a cruddy looking bed. Kenny stared.

"How do you expect to keep warm in a T-Shirt and shorts, Kai?"

Kai didn't answer, but simply rolled over and hugged the covers around himself. Kenny sighed.

"There are some people you just can't please. Anyway . . . Max, I guess we watch first tonight. These guys need a good rest. We shouldn't have gone outside again really, but hey, desperate times. Are you all feeling ok?"

Rei gave him a thumbs up, even though he did look worn-out. Tyson mumbled a muffled "yeah" from under his covers. Kai didn't reply, but Kenny took that as a yes.

"Good. Well Max, I guess I'll take the first two hours. I have some data to input into Dizzi anyway. I'll wake you up when it's your shift. Goodnight!"

Max switched off the shabby light and scrambled gauchely into his bed. The light of Kenny's computer was not distracting, and the sound of his clicking keys was quite relaxing, and soon the Blade-Breakers had all dropped off to sleep.

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"Max! Max, wake up!"

Max found himself dragged roughly from a Beyblade arena where he had just battled and beaten Emily from the All-Stars, to a dark, misty room with Kenny shaking him wildly.

"Burgh . . . whaa?"

"Ssh!"

Max opened his eyes wider, and got his vision back - you know what it's like first thing, when you wake up and everything is either cloudy or ten times bigger than it usually is - or both - and stared at Kenny, who looked frantic.

"What is it, Chief?" he mused, not quite sounding out his words properly yet, so it was more like "Wha us uh shief?"

"Listen!"

The Chief's voice was thin and flustered. Max strained his ears, and listened hard, but could hear nothing in the dim stillness of the night.

"What is it, Chief?" he repeated.

"Ssh!"

Max listened again, pausing and trying to breathe quietly, even though his heart was pounding hard in his chest, and suddenly, he heard a faint noise. It came from the hallway outside, and it sounded like footsteps, pacing back and forth about their door.

Max stiffened. He felt the hairs on his back slowly rise, and his back actually tensed and straightened.

"What should we do, Chief?" he whispered, barely audibly, to the Chief, who was shaking.

"I don't know!" he hissed back, terrified.

Max looked around. "Wake the others. Maybe they'll know what to do."

Max dived over to Tyson's bed, almost fell over, and then shook Tyson gently.

"Tyson, wake up,"

Tyson groaned. "I want pancakes, Grandpa, pancakes!"

He slurred this very noisily, and the footsteps outside the door stopped. Max's eyes widened, and his back arched. He could feel the hairs on his arms slowly rising in sheer terror.

"Tyson, wake up! Quietly!"

Tyson groggily opened his eyes, and was about to speak when Max put his hand over his mouth. Tyson focused in on him, feeling very bewildered.

"Mmmfff, hungh?"

Max removed his hand. "There's someone outside our room. Ssh!"

Tyson sat up, apprehensive. "What?"

The Chief crept over to Rei's bed, and shook him slowly. "Rei? Wake up, but don't make a noise."

Rei's eyes snapped open, and they lit up, as his eyes were akin to those of tigers. His pupils contracted, showing he was startled, and he sat up brusquely.

"What?"

"There's . . . someone outside the room."

Rei stared at the bottom of the door, where the light was seeping in from the hallway outside, and occasionally, if one looked hard enough, a pair of feet could be seen stepping by, then disappearing, and then appearing again. They stalked outside the room.

"Kai?"

Kenny shook awake Kai, who opened his eyes hazily. "Huh?"

"Ssh, wake up."

Kai sat up abruptly, and looked around.

"What is it?" he whispered, sensing that the others wanted him to be quiet.

Kenny explained the situation in a shaking voice. Kai's eyes slowly moved to the bottom of the door.

"What do we do, guys?" asked Max, frightened. Tyson clenched a fist.

"I say we go out and surprise him. I'm sure we can handle one guy," he said enthusiastically, a glint in his eyes.

"Depends what guy he is," said Rei wisely, "Could be a martial arts expert or something. An ambush is too risky. They only work when you know who you're dealing with."

The Chief spotted the window. "Guys, we're only a little way from the floor - our room is one the first floor! If we can open the window, and.tie the bed sheets together or something, we can get out, come back in, tell Mrs Riley or Ronald what's going on, and they can help us."

"I'm not sure I'd tell Ronald," said Kai, and the others instantly realised what he meant. He did seem like a suspicious character. "But I like the plan, Kenny. Everyone gather your sheets together. Tie them tight. Then someone open the window."

They started work on the bed-sheets quietly, fingers tremulous, hands sweating cold sweat, scrabbling in the dark. Rei went to the window, and tried to open it.

"Guys, I . . . can't open it! Ronald nailed it shut!"

Tyson joined him at the window. "He's right, it's stuck pretty fast."

The other guys joined them as Kenny tied the last knot in the sheets. They all began pulling at the board on the window, which was nailed on tight and was going to be a problem.

"Guys, let's attack it!" Tyson suggested. Rei and Max pulled out their Blades along with Tyson and they prepared to launch them.

"No, it's too noisy!" hissed Kai, but they had already launched. The Beyblades launched smoothly and noiselessly.

"Too noisy, huh?" said Tyson smugly. He, Rei and Max sent their blades crashing into the window, and the board splintered. The glass behind the board shattered and crashed to the ground outside with an awful racket.

The footsteps outside stopped, and then suddenly there was a loud thudding on the door. Someone was trying to punch it in, and it bowed and shuddered under each hammering thump.

"Go!" yelled Kai, knowing there was no use being quiet anymore. "Get them out!"

Kenny hurried to the window and threw out the sheets, tying one end to a sturdy looking curtain tieback - even though there were no curtains.

"You first, Chief!" ordered Tyson, and the Chief nervously began to clamber down the lifeline to safety. Outside, there was a chill wind blowing and rain was still hammering down. It seemed to take him ages, but eventually the Chief reached the bottom.

"It's freezing! But hurry! The bed-sheet rope seems sturdy and safe enough! Come on!"

The banging on the door was getting louder and angrier. Max clambered out through the small hole they made in the window and slid down the rope slowly, trying not to get rope-burn off the material. He realised how cold it was and shivered.

"Ok, next!"

Kai and Rei had moved to the door, and were trying to stop it from caving in. It was getting more and more demanding.

"Go on, Tyson!" said Rei through gritted teeth. "Go!"

Tyson shook his head. "You first, Rei."

Rei looked confused. "What?"

"Go on, Rei, you're holding us up!"

Rei, feeling as though he had no choice in the matter, edged away from the door, and made for the window.

"Hurry, you guys," he said as he climbed out easily, like a cat, and swung down the rope as if it were a walk in the park.

Kai looked at Tyson. "What's your game, Tyson?"

Tyson grinned. "Go on, Kai, I'll tell you later."

Kai looked guarded. "Be careful."

Tyson nodded, and Kai, who had been leaning all his weight onto the door, slowly moved away from it. The banging seemed to have stopped.

"Hurry!" insisted Tyson, removing his blade from his pocket. Kai reached the window, and had one leg out when there was a slam on the door and the whole thing collapsed in on them.

"Go Dragoon!" yelled Tyson, launching his blade. Dragoon immediately appeared, in all his might. He was a huge blue dragon, sparkling and illuminating the room with his incandescent blue luminosity.

Tyson's plan had two advantages. Firstly, it gave Kai and Tyson a good view of their attacker. It was someone they hadn't come across before. Their mysterious attacker's face was cloaked and hooded and they could not see who it was. The attacker wore a thick cloak, and seemed thin and rather tall. However, whoever it was gave off bad vibes all round.

The second good point of Tyson's plan was that his Beyblade could now stop their attacker. Dragoon went into a wild storm attack. The attacker was thrown backwards with a muffled grunt out of the room by the force of the mini whirlwind that was blowing in the room.

"Yeah, Dragoon!" cheered Tyson, pumping his fist in the air; pleased his plan had been so successful. Kai grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Come on, we need to move. He'll be back!"

Tyson's blade flew into his hand just as the attacker appeared at the door again. With a growl, the hooded figure began to advance forebodingly.

"Move it!" cried Kai as he practically threw Tyson out of the window. Then, he himself slipped out and clambered down the rope, and both he and Tyson landed safely at the bottom.

"He'll climb down!" cried Kenny, staring up at the window where the attacker was beginning to clamber out. Rei grinned and his eyes sparked.

"Not while I'm around!"

He launched his Driger swiftly, thinking fast, and Driger emerged, revealing the snow in a soft green hue. The tiger roared.

"Tiger Claw, Driger!" commanded Rei, and Driger leaped forward, slashing at the homemade rope heatedly. The rope was sliced in half and the attacker was left clinging to the top sector of the line.

"Nice work, guys," congratulated the Chief, who, although shaken, seemed to be acting quite calmly. Tyson was beaming with pride - his plan had really worked and he knew it. Then Max took another look at the dangling figure.

"Let's go and tell somebody. We can't stay out here in the rain all night. It's too cold."

The kids raced inside, their bare feet (or in Kenny's case, socked feet) freezing in the slushy wet snow. They ran to Mrs Riley's room, which they knew was located on the first floor, and barged through. The light inside was on anyway.

Mrs Riley was lying in bed, wrapped in the covers. Ronald was sitting up on the bed next to her, fully clothed, and looking pretty cold.

"Mrs Riley!" cried Tyson, startling the old woman and waking her up.

"Wha - oh my! What is it?"

"Someone tried to attack us, Mrs Riley!" explained the Chief slowly, so the poor thing could take it all in. "Whoever it was is trapped outside."

"I have a feeling that whoever it was isn't trapped any more," said Rei, staring hard at Ronald, "Why are you dressed, Ronald?"

Ronald looked startled, his boggy eyes darted around the room nervously and he avoided Rei's gaze.

"I've been . . . at chess club . . . "he mumbled, his thick accent protruding. Rei scoffed.

"Yeah, at this time of night? Be serious!"

Ronald still didn't look up, and Rei glared. "You know what, guys, I think we've found our man."

"Don't point fingers just yet, Rei," said Kai quietly, "You may be wrong."

Rei bristled. "Sure, like the evidence doesn't point to this."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the four girls, Leanne, Tony, Jenna and lastly Rio appeared, looking out of breath, and clad only in their thin nightdresses. They must have been freezing.

"We heard the noise . . . what's going on?"

Max explained briefly what had happened. Mrs Riley was in a state.

"My dears, I'm so sorry this has happened. I feel dreadful. I'll sort everything out in the morning. But for now, I'll move you to a different room, with a lock on the door. You must get to sleep - you all look tired."

Tyson rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah . . . well, I guess I'm pretty bushed."

"Ronald here will just get your things, boys," said Mrs Riley, and Ronald stood up, ready to get their belongings out of the trashed room. Max held up his hand.

"No thanks, Ronald, we'll take them."

Ronald sat down again, eyes on the floor, looking rather angry. Mrs Riley jumped out of bed and into her nightgown and she pulled on a pair of slippers.

"Alright, you'll be in the room next to ours. It has a lock and we'll be right next door, won't we Ronald dear?"

Tyson wrinkled his nose. "Fine, put us next to the main suspect."

Mrs Riley didn't seem to hear. "Right, off you go, grab your things!"

The boys, weary, turned to leave, when the girls suddenly smiled and blocked the doorway.

"We'll get your things, guys! You look worn out!"

The Chief smiled gratefully. "Thanks. That's really nice of you,"

He then turned to the others. "Come on, bed for us. I told you three to get a good night's sleep! This isn't helping at all."

"Leave the watch for tonight, Kenny," said Kai as he walked past, "What's happened has happened. If it is Ronald, I doubt he'll do anything else tonight. And if it was anyone else, they're long gone now. They won't come back just yet."

"Good idea," agreed Max, who wasn't looking forwards to the idea of staying awake for another two hours, "I won't argue with that!"

The girls appeared again, traipsing down the stairs laden with bags. Rio trailed behind the three other girls; a sullen expression on her face and the Breakers noticed that she wasn't carrying anything. Tyson rolled his eyes discreetly as the other three more helpful girls marched ahead of them into their new room.

It was nicer than the old room. There wasn't so much dust anymore and the beds looked a little more like beds and a lot less like sheets of cardboard. The windows had curtains drawn across them. This room was also a little bigger so it wasn't such a squash. It didn't smell like sharpenings (in contrast to the other room), and, even though it could use a good cleaning, it was in general much nicer.

Max grinned. "This is a little more like it!"

Tyson nodded. "Yeah, dude, you're right. A lot nicer than the other room,"

The girls dropped the heavy baggage to the floor, turned around and beamed.

"Well, we're off! Goodnight, and we'll see you tomorrow,"

With a brief goodbye, the girls left the room, and as soon as they were gone the Chief latched and locked the door. "Don't want to take any chances," he insisted.

They were all very tired - what a traumatic day it had been! And it wasn't about to get any more peaceful - as they were interrupted, just after crawling into their beds - by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" called Tyson warily. A shrill voice answered. "Mrs Riley!"

Max got up and opened the door, and Mrs Riley popped her head in. "Just came to say that Ronald went and checked outside, and he tells me that there is nobody there now. Whoever it was is long gone. Tomorrow I'll call the police and see if they can do anything to help."

The boys thanked Mrs Riley and she wished them a safe night. Then, when she went, Max locked up the door again and got into bed, after switching off the light.

One by one, the Blade-Breakers slowly dropped off to sleep, the events of the day taking their toll, and soon they were all deep in heavy slumber.

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The Blade-Breakers woke late the next day, as they had all slept deeply and had woken naturally, not interrupted by anything. The Chief had been concerned that they had missed out on a lot of practise, and so, after a sickly breakfast of some form of rice, he forced them to go back out to where they had been - avoiding the ice, of course - and train in different ways. The weather had cleared considerably by the time they went out, but after an hour or so it started to rain heavy, ice-cold water down again. They insisted they practise, all keen to develop. They had a rigorous few hours of battling and working out, with Kenny neatly recording every bit of data he could find, and when they returned, cold and wet, to the hotel, the discovered the police waiting for them. However, they really weren't in the disposition for a grilling by the forces, and after a brief account given by Rei of what happened the night before, the officers left, promising they would look into the matter. The Blade-Breakers had trudged into their room, changed their clothes (Max had ventured into the shower, but had been scared out by a rat the size of a fat rabbit) and met up with the girls again, who, earlier that morning, had invited them to town again.

At about six o clock they went to town, Tyson relishing in the sight, smell and taste of the food he ate. He had, once again, ordered the biggest order the people serving him had ever seen. After they ate, the group chatted and got on well, delving into each other's backgrounds and such. When the clock struck ten, the Chief admitted that they should get back - they would be rising early tomorrow and be spending their free day training. The girls understood, admitting that they too needed a lot of practise before the tournament, and they went back home.

The Blade-Breakers got a peaceful, uninterrupted sleep, and were up, bright and early and training in the snow the next day, the day before the tournament began.

"That's coming along well, Tyson," Kenny commented after recording Tyson's attack strength, "Dragoon has really gotten a lot stronger! His defence has risen by a lot, and his speed has increased. You'll be tough to beat!"

Dragoon spun into Tyson's hands and Tyson caught it and grinned. "Thanks, Chief!"

The Chief then turned to Max. "Max, your attack is also getting a lot better! With that blade, and with such a high attack and defence, you'll be stiff competition at the tournament!"

Max's blade Draciel ripped through a mound of snow and showered Max, who laughed. "Great, Chief!"

"Rei," said Kenny, moving along the group, "Your defence is well up! Keep up the good work. Also, your attack has risen too, so well done. You've been training hard, and you have improved physically."

Rei's eyes glinted as his Driger ricocheted and rebounded off a snapped tree trunk with great speed. "Alright, Driger!"

"Kai," the Chief turned to Kai, "Your launch is much better; much more powerful. And Dranzer seems to be more powerful and quicker to respond to your commands, and the stamina of the blade has improved due to spinning in the heavy snow for so long. Congrats."

Kai didn't bother to turn around from where he was preparing to launch his Dranzer, "Yeah, thanks."

Kenny sat down and began to type on Dizzi, who made an awed noise.

Ooo, we are gonna be unstoppable at the tournament!" she said, scanning the data Kenny inputted. Tyson came over, panting, his breath ripping out in rags, and sat next to the Chief, and watched his fingers sweeping over the keyboard.

"I can't wait," he said to Kenny. The Chief half grinned, still concentrating on his data.

"Me neither, Tyson. What time is it?"

"Almost five o clock, buddy. It's getting dark."

"We should go back. I'm afraid we can't go to town tonight, either, because we need to go to bed early for tomorrow. All right?"

The others agreed - Kenny's rules usually made sense. They packed up their training there, and, after a meal of fries (homemade by Mrs Riley - mmm.not) and burgers, they went and relaxed in their room.

Tyson lay on his bed. "Where is the tournament tomorrow, Kenny?"

Kenny was typing on Dizzi in a chair in the corner. "It's up on the mountains, Tyson. So we have to leave early. We're going by coach, and it's a three-hour drive, and we have to be there by ten in the morning. So we have to leave about six thirty, and we're getting up even earlier than that!"

"What?" Rei sat up, shocked at having to rise so early. Then he groaned and lay back down on the bed. "Man, these early mornings are killing me!"

"It won't be so bad, Rei," offered Max, "You won't be able to sleep much anyway! I know I won't! I'm way to excited to sleep."

Max was a very hyperactive child - the others usually avoided giving him sugar whenever possible as he was so energetic. However, there were certain adrenaline rushes - ones brought on by exciting trips, tournaments, battles, etc - that couldn't be avoided and Max just had to wear himself out. They knew he would get little sleep and still be perky in the morning.

Tyson lay down and pulled the covers about himself. "Guys?"

"Yeah, Tyson?"

"We're gonna rip it up tomorrow."

"Yeah!"

Kenny switched off the light and clambered into bed, and they all slept - even Max. None of them noticed a hooded figure staring in at them from the window, where the curtains were drawn back and moonlight crept into the room.