The Dranon Heiress

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade

A/N: Sorry I have updated for so long! I needed the inspiration desperately, but the only ones I got were for OTHER stories! Anyway, this chapter is probably pretty stupid.

HEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WE GO!!!

---- Chapter Seven ----

"Hey."

"What are you doing now?"

"Talking to you."

"I know that, Rika," her friend said exasperatedly. "I mean, what are you doing at your campsite? I'm sure they'd have found out you have no food and all."

"Oh right, no food." Rika paused for a little effect. "I offered them insects to eat."

Chika laughed.

"No way! What did they do?"

"Acted all surprised that the food never came with them from the chopper."

"What a bunch of idiots!"

"Tell me about it." Another pause and then Rika knew she had to ask. "What about you? What happened after you fell out of that stupid tree?"

Chika, unbeknownst to her friend on the other end of the line, flushed. She was sitting at the low fire, with the hands-free set in her ear, watching the gradually dimming flames with apparent interest. The other campers in her group had gone to bed and she was left in front of the fire. She hadn't talked to Kai alone since breakfast.

"Chika? What happened?"

Rika's voice wasn't gentle. It was sharp and demanding, not a trace of warmth in it. She had never learned to be patient and understanding. In fact, none of their team knew what real compassion was. Naoko and Miyuki were both players and used their flirtatious, hard-to-get attitude to get what they wanted. Rika was just plain heartless, cold-blooded and vicious. She herself relied on her brains and other's fear of her grasp to get her way.

"Nothing happened!" She snapped. "What do you want to know?"

"Kai was there."

"So?"

"I know he was with you all the way back to camp," Rika said coldly. "And this morning. Not to mention the two of you were never far away from each other during the course of the day. What have you been up to?"

"I should be asking YOU that, Ketsueki Rika," Chika shot back. "Have you got nothing better to do than follow my movements by the sound of my footsteps?"

She terminated the call without waiting for a reply. When she tucked the set back into her pocket, Chika brought out her Beyblade and launcher. Fitting it together, she stood over the fire and got ready to launch.

"Three hours, Dranon," she said angrily. "I want three hours of straight defence."

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In the nearest tent, a wide-awake Oliver lay in his sleeping bag, listening to the sounds of a Beyblade spinning. The sound, however, was different to a blade spinning on the dirt ground, or in a Beydish. It sounded as if it was drilling through wood and the smell of something burning made him wonder whether the blade was actually spinning on fire.

"Firestorm, Dranon!" A voice said forcefully. "I want a firestorm!"

There was a blinding flash of red and an overwhelming heat that blasted through the canvas and enveloped the sleepers. Oliver sat up, waking up a thoroughly disgruntled Robert. They lifted up the tent flap and were greeted with a blazing fire, which seemed to never want to die down. Standing within dangerous reach of the flames, was a blood-red eyed Chika, who looked murderous.

"ICE SHIELD!" she yelled, throwing out her arms to either side of her. "DRANON!"

"What is she doing?" Robert demanded.

"I think she's practising," Oliver replied none too helpfully.

"Such power," the other murmured. "It's surprising."

Other voices were heard as the other members of their group emerged from their tents. Tala, looking rumpled and seriously annoyed, was the first to come out, shock registering on his face. Michael gave a low whistle of awe while Kai remained - Kai. The girl seemed to have not noticed any of them, but continued to shout out orders.

"That's pathetic!" she roared. "Absolutely pathetic! I said ICE SHIELD - don't give me a plain wall of ice! A SHIELD! The fire should NOT be able to break it!"

"Isn't it good enough for her?" Oliver muttered, watching as a huge barricade of ice erupted from the sides of the fire, encasing it inside an ice prison. "It looks like an entire army of firearms wouldn't be able to break it, let alone a fire."

"She's got high expectations, I suppose," Robert replied, still intent. "She is a worthy adversary. I wonder if I would be able to defeat her."

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Enrique, meanwhile, was listening to the people in his camp breathing (some snoring). In particular, he was watching the girl next to him, who was sleeping peacefully. He was bothered by her. Not because she was almost the female counterpart of him - flirtatious and yet devious - but because she carried a stand-offish, dangerous air. It intrigued him.

She was part of the new team who had taken part in this 'excursion'. Who they were, he still wasn't sure, but they were not to be tampered with. Especially the two who seemed to be the leaders. One was the girl with the blue streaks and ivory skin. She seemed as if she could hold back an army of soldiers with the latest nuclear weapons and not even break a sweat. The other one was much different. She had the air of one who radiated death and anyone who approached her would die a very painful death. Her eyes were the colour of freshly spilt blood and her albino skin was the very personification of death itself.

This girl - Ten'ou Naoko - she was a manipulator. He was sure of it. Already, Max and several others in their group had fallen under her spell. But she pretended not to notice their infatuations and carried on to break their hearts. Enrique saw so much of himself in her that he felt drawn towards this - to quote his girlfriends Chloe and Mimi - vixen.

"I wonder what her Beyblade can do?" he said softly to himself. "I wonder."

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"Stupid camping trip, stupid camp - stupid TENT!"

Miyuki threw a furious glare at the lopsided, slightly damp, tent ceiling. She knew calling it names wasn't going to be much of a help, as it was only a piece of canvas, but it was the best she could do. After all, it WAS her fault that they pitched their tents so close to the river, but she wasn't about to tell her group that.

"I'm gonna call someone," she decided. "Anyone."

She dialled Naoko's cell phone number. It was switched off. Swearing, she dialled Chika's number - it was off as well. She paused. Did she really want to risk calling Rika at this time of hour, especially when the girl didn't approve of her antics in the first place.

Rika unnerved her. With her bit-beast, Miyuki was able to know what others were thinking, feeling and what they knew. She delved into their recesses of their minds and retrieved information. But with Rika and her captain, she couldn't. Their minds had a cold barrier, like huge, intimidating gates which prevented her from knowing what they felt. Especially Rika. Miyuki remembered the first time she had tried her tricks on the other girl - her confidence had shattered like glass when she met with the barrier. It was so cold, she had almost collapsed with the psychological pressure of it all. But Rika used her gift to her own advantage and in return, Miyuki would not be physically harmed.

Miyuki had found out, a few hours into the trip, that she was vastly unpopular with the female population. It was exactly the opposite with the male population though. Perhaps that was why. But she wasn't satisfied. There was one member of the latter that did not pay her a bit of attention.

"I wonder what Kai's doing?"

Hitawari Kai, grandson of the president of Biovolt. He was probably the only guy who had ever kept her interest for so long - and the only one who didn't goggle and melt at her looks and smiles or respond to her flirting. She and Naoko considered themselves the most attractive and irresistible of their team, but for some reason, she just didn't manage to get his attention.

He was interested, instead, in her leader.

"What's so good about Chika anyway?" she muttered angrily. "She's got a bloody bad temper, a look that could kill on the spot and hates his guts with a passion. I've got a better deal than she does, especially when her parents won't let her do anything without their permission first."

But still, he was interested in her.

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"Yes, sir, I think the situation is very bad right now."

"I shall come to Japan immediately after the conference."

"Yes sir."

"Keep an eye on her for me."

"I will sir."

"Kill the boy if anything else happens."

A deathly silence. Then:

"Of course, sir."

---- End of Chapter Seven ----

A/N: o.0 who's the last part about???!!! KEKEKEKEKE you'll find out later!!!!!!!!!

The previous chapter wasn't so good, so I made up with this one. HOPE YOU ENJOYED!

Outcast has just finished, so I can do this one.

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