Lonewolf2003:Ok, I know I said that this chapter was going to be the tourny, but then I decided to push it back one chapter. Just so I could make this fic longer and to introduce some of my characters. Many apologies to the people who looked forward to it!

Plus a great thank you to the people who reviewed, this chapter wouldn't be up, if you haven't!

I'm not sure if you noticed or not, but I've made two spelling mistakes in the last chapter. Just ignore it ok. That ought to teach me not to be lazy and read it over before I uploaded it.

Ok enough yapping and on with the fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Beyblade, but I do own Mayo(oc) or any other oc characters that will come up in this fic.

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Chapter 3 The Night Before

"Let it Rip!" yelled Max as he launched his blade into his backyard. It was already nightfall, Max was up late practicing for the tournament while Mayo watched.

His blade went soaring over the yard in a figure eight, then a made swift turn back to its master. Clapping was heard.

Clap, clap. "That was great bro, with that butt kicked move, you'll be the definite winner of the tournament tomorrow!" Mayo commented.

Max shook his head. "Yeah maybe, but that's not all it'll take."

"What do you mean?"

"Anyone who's in the tournament's gonna be hard to beat."

"I know, but you weren't titled World Champion for nothing." Mayo exclaimed. "Anyway you better get to sleep, or else you'll fall asleep right in the tournament. Wouldn't want that to happen now do you?" she said as she headed back inside.

Max struggled then sighed, "Guess you're right, sis." as he also head back inside.

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"Is everything ready for the tournament tomorrow, Doctor?" said a middle-aged woman with blue hair and muddy brown eyes sitting in front of a big screen.

"Yes ma'am," said a man in his forties.

"Excellent,"

The doors of the dark room slide opened and two teens in purple cloaks walked in.

"You called?" said a teen with violet eyes, that you could through his cloak.

"Is that a way to speak to your boss?" said the man. The woman raised her hand to silence her partner.

"I'm sure you'll agree to your part of the deal?" said the stern woman.

"Don't worry, you just worry about keeping your promise and we'll keep ours." said the other teen with brown eyes. "Just make sure include us in your little tournament tomorrow like you promised."

"Consider it done, boys. Just win and get me their bit-beasts."

With that the two boys left the room.

"Are you sure we could trust them?" asked the doctor.

"Actually I don't trust them at all, but if they can get me what I want, then who cares."

"Hmm? What do you have cooked up your sleeve, Wanda?"

"One wicked plan." she answered with a frown followed by a wicked laugh.

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It was already dark, and the mall was already closed, but what are two figures doing there?

"Hey give me a hand Just." said a boy with medium length blue hanging from his back and brown eyes, as tried to get himself into the abandoned mall.

His pal Justin did as his friend told and helped him in, but Victor fell through the window instead with a loud thud.

"Hey keep it down!" the boy with violet eyes and spiky brown hair shushed.

"Why don't you try getting through this tiny window." Victor mocked.

"I'm already in. Now come on." said Justin as he picked up a metal briefcase and lead his friend into the control room.

"Alright we're in, now what?" asked Victor.

"Get to work, that's what." said Justin as he threw him a long black cord.

Victor sweat drop, "And what am I suppose to do with this?"

Justin dropped. "How dumb can you be!" he yelled.

"Dumb! Then why I don't see you doing anything around here!"

"Why, I'm am the one who does everything here!"

As the two were too busy arguing, they didn't noticed that they were being spied on by another boy with a black cloak, but through it you could see that his clear brown eyes.

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"Come on Draciel, you could do better than that!" Max yelled.

He couldn't sleep so he decides to practice to make the time go by faster. He watched as his Beyblade slide swiftly across the perfect cut lawn, and loose grass was left behind its trial. After a little while of practice the blade flew back into its master's hands.

"Good job Draciel, you take a nice long rest now." said Max as the sun was already almost up. He sure was looking forward to the tournament.

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Sorry if this is short, I'm not very good at typing and thinking of new ideas! Help will greatly be appreciated!

The next chapter will probably be up somewhere this week, but I don't know when. I'm kind of busy, got too much homework and quizzes!