The Dranon Heiress
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblades
A/N: so this is it. The big chapter. Hitawari Kai versus Chika Dranon in an all-out battle to the finish. Meanwhile, Ten'ou Naoko and Kamiya Miyuki discover the secret which has been hidden for sixteen years underneath the Dranon estate. What is it with those glass tubes and what has the count got to say about it???
I know I'm kind of melodramatic here and the chapter probably isn't as good as it seems, but anyways . . . advertising my own stories is my job and I'm doing it fine. Besides, I have a way with making things sound better than they really are, but that's up to you as readers to decide whether this chapter is good or not.
Anyways, enjoy and REVIEW!!!
---- Chapter Fifteen ----
"Bladers ready?" Tyson hollered. "3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . LET IT RIP!"
(A/N: you know that really cool background song you get whenever there's a good battle going on in the English version of the anime? If you put it in this scene, I think it'll suit fine)
Dranzer and Dranon hit the dish smoothly, both going in opposite directions to each other and racing around at lightning pace. Both Beybladers held their breaths and counted the seconds until their blades reached top speed. After five seconds, Dranon vanished and Chika looked up with a triumphant grin on her face.
"Looks like I've got the speed," she said.
"Yeah, well, speed isn't everything," Kai retorted.
"We'll just have to find out," was her reply, accompanied by a raised eyebrow.
It was like a game of chase. Dranzer sped up and vanished also, leaving the crowd dumbstruck as to where the battle was heading. Only Kai and Chika, who were 'tuned in' to their blades, knew exactly what was happening in the dish. Dranzer tailed Dranon, who easily evaded and dodged every frontal attack. Kai knew this, but he had a strategy in mind. As long as he didn't call out Dranzer, they were both safe.
"Catch me if you can," Chika taunted.
"I can play awhile, just to kill time," he replied with a smirk.
Dranon leapt into the air suddenly, almost startling him. Dranzer followed closely but realisation hit just as the Beyblade left the dish. He gave a cry, no meaning whatsoever, but Dranzer understood. It jerked away and fell back into the dish, still spinning, in time to avoid Dranon's head-on attack.
Chika grinned, but her eyes were narrowed. She was so close! Of course, Kai was a good blader, but she had experience and excellence, which were worth much more than his roughly polished talent. If he wanted to kill time, then she would give him time to kill. She was prepared for anything he could throw at her.
"DRANZER!" he shouted. "FIRE ARROW!"
"Dranon," she called. "ICE SHIELD!"
Two things happened at once. Dranzer charged at full speed, bursting into flames that left burn marks on the metal dish, towards the other Beyblade, which had started to glow a bright blue. Just as they were about to collide, a huge barricade of ice erupted from the base of the pearl coloured Beyblade so that Dranzer rebounded off it and was airborne.
"SPIRAL SURVIVOR!"
Dranzer righted itself in another burst of energy, feeding off Kai. It landed back inside the dish, a little unstable, but still spinning nevertheless. As he was readjusting to being back on the dish, the ice wall had disappeared - along with Dranon. Kai's eyes widened.
"DRANON - FIRESTORM!"
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Dead straight, black hair rippled in the wind as Ketsueki Rika stood at the open window of her dormitory. Sounds from the battle could be heard from where she was located and her eyes scanned the courtyard. Yes, the whole school population was there, watching in anticipation as the unseen battle raged on.
Two more weeks, that was all that was left of their time in Japan. Two weeks from now, she and Chika would be back in England, inside the mansion, where there would be no interruptions or news of the outside world. It was a good thing, because then they could work on their technique and not be bothered by troublesome people. People like Hitawari.
"Father is dangerous," Chika had warned her. "Why won't you listen to me?"
"Hitawari Kai poses more of a threat than the count."
"He's insane. Listen to me, Rika, if we go back to England, we won't make it out alive."
"If that's the way it goes, then so be it."
So be it. Whatever Count Dranon said was right, that was what the four of them had been taught from when they were infants. Never disobey his wishes and he would not hurt them. Do everything right and he would reward them. It was in the rules: obey or be punished. Ever since Sacheverell Dranon, the count's first-born son, was assassinated, it was up to Chika to uphold the family name, but she had been born rebellious. That was why the count had found Rika herself, Naoko and Miyuki to keep her in check. It had worked up until four months ago, when Chika had disappeared for three days.
When she came back, her whole demeanour had changed. Her eyes were no longer a cold, uncaring pit of darkness, but they changed colour every time a particular emotion was provoked. It was the first sign that something had happened in the three days she had disappeared. Rika had yet to find out what it was.
"If that's the way it goes, then so be it."
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"Oh my god," Naoko whispered. "Oh my god . . ."
"I'm having a nightmare," Miyuki said firmly. "I'm having a nightmare and soon I'll wake up from this nightmare and find that none of this ever happened . . ."
But nothing happened. Seven faces, all the same, were pressed against the glass tubes with pleading expressions in their eyes. It was Rika's face, in seven different colours, and portraying different emotions. The last tube, the eighth, seemed to be empty. However, if one looked close enough, there was a small, pulsing object in there.
A human heart.
[Help me]
[Let me out]
[Help me]
"What the hell IS this place?"
[A secret laboratory for the count's insane human experiments]
The heart transfixed Naoko and she turned so pale, she looked almost green. It continued to function like under normal circumstances, but instead of blood, it pumped out a sickly green fluid and received something blue in return. Fighting the urge to be sick all over again, she tore her eyes away from the heart and back to look at the closest face.
"Secret experiments?"
[He has a particular liking for researching human psychology]
Miyuki, with the aid of her bit-beast, heard every word.
[His first experiments were on Chika Dranon, his daughter. It seemed he wanted to know whether humans had souls for every emotion they felt. So he drew out her soul with the aid of a horrible machine and it separated into seven different entities]
"And he experimented on Rika too?" Naoko asked, horrified.
[Yes. I was next]
"Then why are the souls missing?"
[A little over four months ago, Chika found her way here. When she saw what the count had done, she regained - by force - possession of her seven souls and her heart by destroying the tubes in which they had been contained]
"How did she manage to survive without a heart?" Miyuki demanded. "It's impossible -"
"What are the two of you doing here?"
Stunned silence ensued as both Naoko and Miyuki turned around and came face to face with a furiously angry Count Dranon. He had the famous cane with him, tapping it on one palm while he glared at the two of them. First Miyuki, then Naoko, fell to her knees, shaking from head to toe.
"Have you been listening to these creatures talking?" he asked, motioning towards Rika's seven souls. "Because they cannot be trusted. Never trust what they say."
[YOU LIE]
[IT IS YOU WHO CANNOT BE TRUSTED]
[LET ME OUT]
"SILENCE!"
--------
Thousands of miles away, Rika's grip on the windowsill tightened as something stepped forward, towards her. She turned around and saw Kaika Marco Woodrow, looking unperturbed and almost friendly. Her eyes narrowed as he came closer.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for a good spot to see my fiancee battle my greatest rival."
He went to the window and made a show of looking outside. Rika clenched her fists and then unclenched them again, tips of her nails glinting. He could not be trusted, she knew it. There was a different reason as to why he had chosen to come here. But Kaika just continued looking out the window, seeming thoroughly interested in the ongoing battle.
"Oh look, it's a draw, how very disappointing."
"Even more so because you're here," she drawled.
"Come on, Ketsueki-san," he chided. "Just a little company won't hurt."
"Go to hell."
"I will one day," he replied lightly. "But not before you do."
In one swift movement, he brought out a long dagger and made to plunge it deep into her side. She barely managed to react, ducking out of harm's way, but received a deep cut nevertheless. Kaika's green eyes were merciless, bloodthirsty and brutal.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I don't like you," he replied harshly. "I've never liked you since the first time I saw you. I couldn't do anything about it when you had Chika to defend you in front of the count. Back then, if I hurt you, it was risking the count's favour. Now, however, she's lost all standing in his eyes and whatever she does won't protect you anyway. So I can finally get rid of you."
"In your dreams," she hissed.
"Dead people don't talk."
---- End of Chapter Fifteen ----
A/N: RIKA'S GONNA DIE!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! What was I THINKING? Oh well, doesn't it seem like a really poor attempt at a cliffy? So anyways, part of the secret has been revealed and the count is insane and (I mean, REALLY insane) Kaika looks like he's gonna be insane too . . . I suppose I'll have to wrap it up in the next few chapters.
This was longer than I expected (being like a page more than what I usually write) and in the next five or so chapters, the story will finish. I'll decide whether or not to have a sequel. Maybe yes, maybe no. It depends on if I feel like it or not.
Anyways, so you all have to REVIEW! It's not that hard, really, just click:
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Bittersweet Angel Chika
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblades
A/N: so this is it. The big chapter. Hitawari Kai versus Chika Dranon in an all-out battle to the finish. Meanwhile, Ten'ou Naoko and Kamiya Miyuki discover the secret which has been hidden for sixteen years underneath the Dranon estate. What is it with those glass tubes and what has the count got to say about it???
I know I'm kind of melodramatic here and the chapter probably isn't as good as it seems, but anyways . . . advertising my own stories is my job and I'm doing it fine. Besides, I have a way with making things sound better than they really are, but that's up to you as readers to decide whether this chapter is good or not.
Anyways, enjoy and REVIEW!!!
---- Chapter Fifteen ----
"Bladers ready?" Tyson hollered. "3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . LET IT RIP!"
(A/N: you know that really cool background song you get whenever there's a good battle going on in the English version of the anime? If you put it in this scene, I think it'll suit fine)
Dranzer and Dranon hit the dish smoothly, both going in opposite directions to each other and racing around at lightning pace. Both Beybladers held their breaths and counted the seconds until their blades reached top speed. After five seconds, Dranon vanished and Chika looked up with a triumphant grin on her face.
"Looks like I've got the speed," she said.
"Yeah, well, speed isn't everything," Kai retorted.
"We'll just have to find out," was her reply, accompanied by a raised eyebrow.
It was like a game of chase. Dranzer sped up and vanished also, leaving the crowd dumbstruck as to where the battle was heading. Only Kai and Chika, who were 'tuned in' to their blades, knew exactly what was happening in the dish. Dranzer tailed Dranon, who easily evaded and dodged every frontal attack. Kai knew this, but he had a strategy in mind. As long as he didn't call out Dranzer, they were both safe.
"Catch me if you can," Chika taunted.
"I can play awhile, just to kill time," he replied with a smirk.
Dranon leapt into the air suddenly, almost startling him. Dranzer followed closely but realisation hit just as the Beyblade left the dish. He gave a cry, no meaning whatsoever, but Dranzer understood. It jerked away and fell back into the dish, still spinning, in time to avoid Dranon's head-on attack.
Chika grinned, but her eyes were narrowed. She was so close! Of course, Kai was a good blader, but she had experience and excellence, which were worth much more than his roughly polished talent. If he wanted to kill time, then she would give him time to kill. She was prepared for anything he could throw at her.
"DRANZER!" he shouted. "FIRE ARROW!"
"Dranon," she called. "ICE SHIELD!"
Two things happened at once. Dranzer charged at full speed, bursting into flames that left burn marks on the metal dish, towards the other Beyblade, which had started to glow a bright blue. Just as they were about to collide, a huge barricade of ice erupted from the base of the pearl coloured Beyblade so that Dranzer rebounded off it and was airborne.
"SPIRAL SURVIVOR!"
Dranzer righted itself in another burst of energy, feeding off Kai. It landed back inside the dish, a little unstable, but still spinning nevertheless. As he was readjusting to being back on the dish, the ice wall had disappeared - along with Dranon. Kai's eyes widened.
"DRANON - FIRESTORM!"
--------
Dead straight, black hair rippled in the wind as Ketsueki Rika stood at the open window of her dormitory. Sounds from the battle could be heard from where she was located and her eyes scanned the courtyard. Yes, the whole school population was there, watching in anticipation as the unseen battle raged on.
Two more weeks, that was all that was left of their time in Japan. Two weeks from now, she and Chika would be back in England, inside the mansion, where there would be no interruptions or news of the outside world. It was a good thing, because then they could work on their technique and not be bothered by troublesome people. People like Hitawari.
"Father is dangerous," Chika had warned her. "Why won't you listen to me?"
"Hitawari Kai poses more of a threat than the count."
"He's insane. Listen to me, Rika, if we go back to England, we won't make it out alive."
"If that's the way it goes, then so be it."
So be it. Whatever Count Dranon said was right, that was what the four of them had been taught from when they were infants. Never disobey his wishes and he would not hurt them. Do everything right and he would reward them. It was in the rules: obey or be punished. Ever since Sacheverell Dranon, the count's first-born son, was assassinated, it was up to Chika to uphold the family name, but she had been born rebellious. That was why the count had found Rika herself, Naoko and Miyuki to keep her in check. It had worked up until four months ago, when Chika had disappeared for three days.
When she came back, her whole demeanour had changed. Her eyes were no longer a cold, uncaring pit of darkness, but they changed colour every time a particular emotion was provoked. It was the first sign that something had happened in the three days she had disappeared. Rika had yet to find out what it was.
"If that's the way it goes, then so be it."
--------
"Oh my god," Naoko whispered. "Oh my god . . ."
"I'm having a nightmare," Miyuki said firmly. "I'm having a nightmare and soon I'll wake up from this nightmare and find that none of this ever happened . . ."
But nothing happened. Seven faces, all the same, were pressed against the glass tubes with pleading expressions in their eyes. It was Rika's face, in seven different colours, and portraying different emotions. The last tube, the eighth, seemed to be empty. However, if one looked close enough, there was a small, pulsing object in there.
A human heart.
[Help me]
[Let me out]
[Help me]
"What the hell IS this place?"
[A secret laboratory for the count's insane human experiments]
The heart transfixed Naoko and she turned so pale, she looked almost green. It continued to function like under normal circumstances, but instead of blood, it pumped out a sickly green fluid and received something blue in return. Fighting the urge to be sick all over again, she tore her eyes away from the heart and back to look at the closest face.
"Secret experiments?"
[He has a particular liking for researching human psychology]
Miyuki, with the aid of her bit-beast, heard every word.
[His first experiments were on Chika Dranon, his daughter. It seemed he wanted to know whether humans had souls for every emotion they felt. So he drew out her soul with the aid of a horrible machine and it separated into seven different entities]
"And he experimented on Rika too?" Naoko asked, horrified.
[Yes. I was next]
"Then why are the souls missing?"
[A little over four months ago, Chika found her way here. When she saw what the count had done, she regained - by force - possession of her seven souls and her heart by destroying the tubes in which they had been contained]
"How did she manage to survive without a heart?" Miyuki demanded. "It's impossible -"
"What are the two of you doing here?"
Stunned silence ensued as both Naoko and Miyuki turned around and came face to face with a furiously angry Count Dranon. He had the famous cane with him, tapping it on one palm while he glared at the two of them. First Miyuki, then Naoko, fell to her knees, shaking from head to toe.
"Have you been listening to these creatures talking?" he asked, motioning towards Rika's seven souls. "Because they cannot be trusted. Never trust what they say."
[YOU LIE]
[IT IS YOU WHO CANNOT BE TRUSTED]
[LET ME OUT]
"SILENCE!"
--------
Thousands of miles away, Rika's grip on the windowsill tightened as something stepped forward, towards her. She turned around and saw Kaika Marco Woodrow, looking unperturbed and almost friendly. Her eyes narrowed as he came closer.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for a good spot to see my fiancee battle my greatest rival."
He went to the window and made a show of looking outside. Rika clenched her fists and then unclenched them again, tips of her nails glinting. He could not be trusted, she knew it. There was a different reason as to why he had chosen to come here. But Kaika just continued looking out the window, seeming thoroughly interested in the ongoing battle.
"Oh look, it's a draw, how very disappointing."
"Even more so because you're here," she drawled.
"Come on, Ketsueki-san," he chided. "Just a little company won't hurt."
"Go to hell."
"I will one day," he replied lightly. "But not before you do."
In one swift movement, he brought out a long dagger and made to plunge it deep into her side. She barely managed to react, ducking out of harm's way, but received a deep cut nevertheless. Kaika's green eyes were merciless, bloodthirsty and brutal.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I don't like you," he replied harshly. "I've never liked you since the first time I saw you. I couldn't do anything about it when you had Chika to defend you in front of the count. Back then, if I hurt you, it was risking the count's favour. Now, however, she's lost all standing in his eyes and whatever she does won't protect you anyway. So I can finally get rid of you."
"In your dreams," she hissed.
"Dead people don't talk."
---- End of Chapter Fifteen ----
A/N: RIKA'S GONNA DIE!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! What was I THINKING? Oh well, doesn't it seem like a really poor attempt at a cliffy? So anyways, part of the secret has been revealed and the count is insane and (I mean, REALLY insane) Kaika looks like he's gonna be insane too . . . I suppose I'll have to wrap it up in the next few chapters.
This was longer than I expected (being like a page more than what I usually write) and in the next five or so chapters, the story will finish. I'll decide whether or not to have a sequel. Maybe yes, maybe no. It depends on if I feel like it or not.
Anyways, so you all have to REVIEW! It's not that hard, really, just click:
||
||
\/
Here and type in your comments!
Bittersweet Angel Chika
