Disclaimer: Really, if I own Beyblade, you think I would be here writing
fan fictions?
The next morning Shea woke at 7 o'clock, and the house was quiet. Knowing that her teams were probably still sleeping because of the time zone changes, she washed and dressed anew, and slipped downstairs quietly, careful not to make a sound. When she reached the kitchen, she found to her surprise Ray standing there, putting butter on pieces of toast.
He turned around and smiled at her, "Good morning. You aunt went to the farm. She said she will be working all day, so we will have to cook our own lunch."
Shea rubbed her eyes wearily, "You are up early."
Ray replied teasingly, "I am not like Tyson, that's for sure."
They ate breakfasts quietly and cleaned up the kitchen. Then seeing it was still early, Shea suggested they do a bit of horseback riding, and Ray readily agreed. They walked to the stable. Shea took a black mare, which she claimed to be hers whenever she came to her aunt's house. Ray chose a tall white stallion. The two of them left the stable and rode away.
Outside the sun was high up in the sky, casting a golden glow on everything. The field was ample green, dabbed with bushes and wildflowers here or there. After they rode a while, a river bent before their path. The water was deep and still, shimmering slightly under the golden sunlight.
Suddenly there came sound of falling horse hooves. They turned and saw a tall golden brown horse galloping, and on its back a rider garbed in white with flowing red hair. Ray watched, and a sudden mirth lit his eyes.
"Mariah!" He shouted to the rider.
Shea asked, a little puzzled, "You know her?"
Ray smiled, "She is a very good friend of mine. I don't know she is in this town too."
"Ah!" Shea replied and smiled knowingly.
Ray flushed ever so slightly. "Don't start!" He warned half- heartedly, "No silly remarks, I got enough of that from Tyson."
Shea shrugged, feigning indifference while trying to hide her giggles. Ray rolled his eyes and shook his head. He gave his stallion a little urge and picked up his pace. The golden brown horse turned to him, and Mariah was waving eagerly.
Suddenly Mariah's horse stirred. It neighed loudly and stood up on its hind legs, something had disturbed it greatly. This caught Mariah off guard. She jerked the reins tightly to stop herself from slipping. The horse was even more panicked by now. Its neigh turned louder, almost like a scream. It leaped and kicked and buckled. Mariah was thrown off the horse, and landed on the steep riverbank. The girl's limp form rolled down the bank and sank into the emerald green river.
"Oh my god!" Shea gasped and stared at the river in shock.
"Mariah!" Ray shouted, his voice filled with terror.
He leaped off his steed and plunged into the river in one fluid motion. The water was so cold, and it was murky, filled with water plants and fish of unknown names. He could not see Mariah, only eerie green waters. He dove deeper in hope of finding his friend. But there was still nothing. The coldness started to prick his skin like thousands of sharp needles, and his lungs were burning. He burst out the water and took a deep breath, but only to dive back again. This time he saw something. Amid a bunch of dark water plants, he caught the sight of a flash of brilliant red. He swam towards the water plants with all the speed he could gather in the freezing water, and there he found Mariah. Water plants wrapped around her ankles and wrists, as if trying to swallow her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her free of the water plants. Then with the last bit of his strength, he swam back to the shore.
He pulled himself and Mariah out of the water and onto the grassy bank. He sat there, gasping for breath and coughing. Shea ran toward them, the word "worry" alone could not describe her look.
She knelt beside him and asked, "Is she all right?"
Ray nodded, "She is breathing. But she is so cold."
Shea took off her sweater and wrapped around Mariah. She gasped when she touched the girl's arm.
"We have to wake her up. She is losing too much heat. She will die this way!" Shea said urgently.
"Hmm." Ray replied. He felt cold and drowsy, and everything seemed to fade around him. His eyes are slowly closing.
Shea shouted loudly, alarm filling her voice, "Ray! You have to stay awake!"
Ray's golden eyes snapped open. He clenched his teeth tight, and shook his head. He said quietly, "Don't worry about me, I will be fine."
He turned to Mariah and shook her roughly, "Mariah, wake up!"
There was no response for a while. Then the red haired girl slowly opened her eyes. "Ray? What happened?"
Ray breathed a sigh of relief, "Answers will have to wait, Mariah, we will have to go back first."
He stood up shakily and helped Mariah up. Shea offered, "I will ride with her, Ray. You can barely stand on your own."
Ray nodded silently; he had no more strength for speaking.
They climbed up the horses and galloped homeward. Mariah sat before Shea, her head drooping. Shea whispered words to her constantly to keep her awake. Ray rode on the other horse. His hands held the reins loosely. He concentrated all his strength left on staying awake, for he could barely keep his eyes open.
It was a long, furious ride to home. Tyson, who was having his large breakfast, leaped at the sight of them.
"Sweet lord! What happened?" He shouted.
Max, Kenny and Kai all came to them and stared incredulously.
Ray said nothing and sank down on the couch. Shea helped Mariah to lie down on another couch. Then she turned to her teammates and replied hurriedly, "No time to explain now. Go get something hot for them to drink and I will fetch the blankets."
With that she turned around and raced upstairs. Tyson stared after her with his mouth wide open, while Max and Kenny looked confused.
"You heard her. Do it now!" Kai snapped.
The boys awoke at that. They ran to the kitchen and started heating the milk. Shea returned with large blankets. Kai took the blankets and wrapped them around the shivering teens on the couch.
He then turned to Shea, "How did they manage to get hypothermia in June?"
Shea replied wearily, "Mariah's horse bolted and threw her into a river, Ray went down to save her."
Kai's expression was unreadable. "So expected of Ray." He muttered.
Just then the other boys returned with large bowls of hot milk. After forcing Ray and Mariah to drink them all, they let the two sleep and rest.
Kenny asked, "Now would you please tell us what happened?"
Shea wearily repeated the story again. The others looked at each other when she finished.
"That was so close." Max sighed.
Tyson grimaced and said half jokingly, "Is it just me, or is our buddy Ray here prone to tragic accidents?"
Kenny asked the team captain, "What do you make of this, Kai?"
Kai was silent. Then he stood up abruptly and asked, "Shea, lend me your horse."
Shea replied, surprised, "Sure, but where are you going."
Kai answered quietly, "I am going to check on the horse that suddenly bolted for no reason."
A/N: that's a good amount of action, I believe. Hope you like it. Please review!!!!!
The next morning Shea woke at 7 o'clock, and the house was quiet. Knowing that her teams were probably still sleeping because of the time zone changes, she washed and dressed anew, and slipped downstairs quietly, careful not to make a sound. When she reached the kitchen, she found to her surprise Ray standing there, putting butter on pieces of toast.
He turned around and smiled at her, "Good morning. You aunt went to the farm. She said she will be working all day, so we will have to cook our own lunch."
Shea rubbed her eyes wearily, "You are up early."
Ray replied teasingly, "I am not like Tyson, that's for sure."
They ate breakfasts quietly and cleaned up the kitchen. Then seeing it was still early, Shea suggested they do a bit of horseback riding, and Ray readily agreed. They walked to the stable. Shea took a black mare, which she claimed to be hers whenever she came to her aunt's house. Ray chose a tall white stallion. The two of them left the stable and rode away.
Outside the sun was high up in the sky, casting a golden glow on everything. The field was ample green, dabbed with bushes and wildflowers here or there. After they rode a while, a river bent before their path. The water was deep and still, shimmering slightly under the golden sunlight.
Suddenly there came sound of falling horse hooves. They turned and saw a tall golden brown horse galloping, and on its back a rider garbed in white with flowing red hair. Ray watched, and a sudden mirth lit his eyes.
"Mariah!" He shouted to the rider.
Shea asked, a little puzzled, "You know her?"
Ray smiled, "She is a very good friend of mine. I don't know she is in this town too."
"Ah!" Shea replied and smiled knowingly.
Ray flushed ever so slightly. "Don't start!" He warned half- heartedly, "No silly remarks, I got enough of that from Tyson."
Shea shrugged, feigning indifference while trying to hide her giggles. Ray rolled his eyes and shook his head. He gave his stallion a little urge and picked up his pace. The golden brown horse turned to him, and Mariah was waving eagerly.
Suddenly Mariah's horse stirred. It neighed loudly and stood up on its hind legs, something had disturbed it greatly. This caught Mariah off guard. She jerked the reins tightly to stop herself from slipping. The horse was even more panicked by now. Its neigh turned louder, almost like a scream. It leaped and kicked and buckled. Mariah was thrown off the horse, and landed on the steep riverbank. The girl's limp form rolled down the bank and sank into the emerald green river.
"Oh my god!" Shea gasped and stared at the river in shock.
"Mariah!" Ray shouted, his voice filled with terror.
He leaped off his steed and plunged into the river in one fluid motion. The water was so cold, and it was murky, filled with water plants and fish of unknown names. He could not see Mariah, only eerie green waters. He dove deeper in hope of finding his friend. But there was still nothing. The coldness started to prick his skin like thousands of sharp needles, and his lungs were burning. He burst out the water and took a deep breath, but only to dive back again. This time he saw something. Amid a bunch of dark water plants, he caught the sight of a flash of brilliant red. He swam towards the water plants with all the speed he could gather in the freezing water, and there he found Mariah. Water plants wrapped around her ankles and wrists, as if trying to swallow her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her free of the water plants. Then with the last bit of his strength, he swam back to the shore.
He pulled himself and Mariah out of the water and onto the grassy bank. He sat there, gasping for breath and coughing. Shea ran toward them, the word "worry" alone could not describe her look.
She knelt beside him and asked, "Is she all right?"
Ray nodded, "She is breathing. But she is so cold."
Shea took off her sweater and wrapped around Mariah. She gasped when she touched the girl's arm.
"We have to wake her up. She is losing too much heat. She will die this way!" Shea said urgently.
"Hmm." Ray replied. He felt cold and drowsy, and everything seemed to fade around him. His eyes are slowly closing.
Shea shouted loudly, alarm filling her voice, "Ray! You have to stay awake!"
Ray's golden eyes snapped open. He clenched his teeth tight, and shook his head. He said quietly, "Don't worry about me, I will be fine."
He turned to Mariah and shook her roughly, "Mariah, wake up!"
There was no response for a while. Then the red haired girl slowly opened her eyes. "Ray? What happened?"
Ray breathed a sigh of relief, "Answers will have to wait, Mariah, we will have to go back first."
He stood up shakily and helped Mariah up. Shea offered, "I will ride with her, Ray. You can barely stand on your own."
Ray nodded silently; he had no more strength for speaking.
They climbed up the horses and galloped homeward. Mariah sat before Shea, her head drooping. Shea whispered words to her constantly to keep her awake. Ray rode on the other horse. His hands held the reins loosely. He concentrated all his strength left on staying awake, for he could barely keep his eyes open.
It was a long, furious ride to home. Tyson, who was having his large breakfast, leaped at the sight of them.
"Sweet lord! What happened?" He shouted.
Max, Kenny and Kai all came to them and stared incredulously.
Ray said nothing and sank down on the couch. Shea helped Mariah to lie down on another couch. Then she turned to her teammates and replied hurriedly, "No time to explain now. Go get something hot for them to drink and I will fetch the blankets."
With that she turned around and raced upstairs. Tyson stared after her with his mouth wide open, while Max and Kenny looked confused.
"You heard her. Do it now!" Kai snapped.
The boys awoke at that. They ran to the kitchen and started heating the milk. Shea returned with large blankets. Kai took the blankets and wrapped them around the shivering teens on the couch.
He then turned to Shea, "How did they manage to get hypothermia in June?"
Shea replied wearily, "Mariah's horse bolted and threw her into a river, Ray went down to save her."
Kai's expression was unreadable. "So expected of Ray." He muttered.
Just then the other boys returned with large bowls of hot milk. After forcing Ray and Mariah to drink them all, they let the two sleep and rest.
Kenny asked, "Now would you please tell us what happened?"
Shea wearily repeated the story again. The others looked at each other when she finished.
"That was so close." Max sighed.
Tyson grimaced and said half jokingly, "Is it just me, or is our buddy Ray here prone to tragic accidents?"
Kenny asked the team captain, "What do you make of this, Kai?"
Kai was silent. Then he stood up abruptly and asked, "Shea, lend me your horse."
Shea replied, surprised, "Sure, but where are you going."
Kai answered quietly, "I am going to check on the horse that suddenly bolted for no reason."
A/N: that's a good amount of action, I believe. Hope you like it. Please review!!!!!