"Galux! Scratch Attack!"
"Trygator! Counter with your Water Smash!"
The two bitbeasts roared and crashed head on with their attacks. Mariah and Emily were poker faced, unwilling to admit they lost. DJ Jazzman, however, was more than keen to announce who won.
"MARIAH WINS IT!!! THAT MAKES THE DAY'S SCORING 2-2!!!"
Rei cheered for all he was worth for Mariah. Emily frowned, upset at her loss but shrugged and congratulated Mariah. The teams, including the Majestics and Bladebreakers filed into the back room.
"Mom!" Max called, running over to his mother and giving her a hug. Judy looked very happy to see her son.
"Max. How are you?"
"Great!"
"I must say, you were really something out there, Mariah."
"Thanks Ray. But it was a team effort."
Judy pulled away from the chattering group momentarily and produced four packages from her pocket, calling the Bladebreakers over.
"What is it, mom?" Max asked, eyeing the small boxes.
"As a present for your birthday last month Max, I wanted to design a new blade for you, but Douglas had offered to design blades for your whole team. So this is what they are; new blades for your team. Douglas says take very good care of them, but I'm sure you don't need telling."
"Cool! Thanks Mom!" Max cried when his mother gave him a green box.
"Thank you Mrs Tate", Ray said, accepting his white box.
"Thanks." Kai said, holding his blue package.
"Where's your other friend...Tyson, isn't it?"
"He's back at Oliver's place. The lazy bum's probably still sleeping." Kai replied, snickering.
******
My eyes slowly opened. I squinted a little from the light that poured through a gap in the curtains of my room. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table.
"One in the afternoon!?"
I push the covers off my bed and got myself washed and changed. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked considerably better now I had cleaned up, but I was still pale. I sighed, shaking my head. Best not worry about it, or I'd get worked up again.
Back in my room, I decided to try and hide the files a little better. I slipped them into my sketch file when my mobile started vibrating in my pocket. I dropped the file and answered.
"Hello?"
"Just thought I'd call to check up on you, Shadow. Did you get the files?"
"Yes."
"Good boy. Did you see the news? I must say, it must have been very close, what with Madam Montalet and that police officer seeing you. Well, at least he can't talk and she doesn't remember."
I sat on my bed. I didn't like this conversation.
"Anyway, apart from checking up on you, I thought I'd tell you something. Cypher is coming over. He'll be helping you."
I stiffened. "Cypher?"
"Oui. He's just finished a job for me elsewhere. He should be arriving tomorrow."
I frowned. Cypher and I had trained together when we were younger. I haven't seen him in over a year.
"Why is he coming?" I asked. "And whilst we're making conversation, what's the purpose of my 'missions'?"
"I thought you might need a little help. Cypher will fill you in. And don't worry about your purpose. The less you know, the better. I have to go now."
The phone clicked as the boss hung up. I kept the phone to my ear, disbelief creeping through me. I wasn't to know why I have to kill these people? Cypher. what job are you doing for the boss? Why are you coming?
Pocketing the mobile, I walked downstairs. My friends were already back, discussing the tournament I had missed.
******
The Bladebreakers gathered in the living room and showed each other's new blades off.
"Wow, Max, your mom was sure cool about giving us all new blades! I can't wait to check mine out." Ray said, admiring his new blade.
"Yeah! Aw man, I can't believe I missed the tournament!"
"I'm surprised you ever came down from your room at all, Tyson."
Tyson grinned at Oliver's remark. "Anyway, you can talk."
"At least I had a plausible reason. I wasn't feeling well. What excuse do you have?"
"Er. heh heh heh."
"Hey, Kai. Can we see your new blade?"
"It's in my room."
Robert walked into the room, interrupting the conversation with a grim face. "I think we need to watch the news." He said, switching the television on.
"And back to our number one, late-breaking news coverage. Respected PBA official, Douglas Smith, has been found murdered in his office last night. Officials still need to clarify the cause of death. An investigation is being held to identify the murderer. This is Carmen Del."
Robert turned the volume down and glanced at the group. Max leapt up. "I need to call Mom. He was her boss."
Max ran out of the room to phone the All Stars' hotel and speak to his mom. Kai frowned.
"What was the motive?"
"I haven't the foggiest. It must be important though."
"And whoever it was must be good. The PBA building is heavily secured." Kenny commented.
******
I had watched the news, deep in thought. Could it have been Cypher? He was better at the more complicated security sabotage than I was; he would have found a way to bypass the security system. I jumped a little, the familiar vibration in my pocket. Excusing myself, I went to the bathroom to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Shadow. It's me, Cypher."
"Cypher? Wha."
"Listen, I'm in Paris now. The boss called and told me to help you out. You saw the news?"
I nodded, but remembered I was on the phone. "Yeah, I saw. Was that you who killed Douglas?"
"Yeah. The boss wanted me to kill him and find some chip he had."
"Chip?"
"It had some important information programmed inside. I don't know what; you have the documents that explain why, I think."
I thought of the file in my room. "Yeah, but I couldn't read them. Why are you calling me? This doesn't sound like a social call."
"You're right, it's not. Douglas didn't have the chip, although I managed to get him to tell me something. Apparently, a blader has the chip. I'm guessing it's the All Stars, but I might be wrong. Just thought I'd call to let you know."
"Yeah. thanks."
"No problem. Over and out."
With that, Cypher hung up. I blinked. Something wasn't right. Killing a small time BBA official like Montalet was okay; at least he doesn't attract a lot of attention. But Douglas Smith, a major figurehead in American beyblading? The boss was up to something big, and Cypher and I were thrust into the centre of it.
"Dammit."
I flushed the toilet, to keep up the pretence of being in the toilet and washed my hands. I walked into the living room, where my friends were discussing the murder and day's tournament. I looked around the room. Some people were missing. Apparently they were upstairs. I looked at the time. Half past five; time's moving quickly today. Might as well go upstairs and do some thinking in private.
"Listen. I'm just going upstairs again."
"Not feeling well?"
I nodded slowly. "Yeah.."
I frowned, deep in thought. I had to try and translate those files. They might have some answers, but where can I go to translate them without getting caught? I froze. My bedroom door was open. I pushed open the slightly ajar door. My eyes widened. My prince was sitting on my bed, reading.
The documents.
My trunk was lying open in front of him. My uniform. my pack. my claws, the blades exposed on one of the gloves.
He lifted his crimson orbs and looked at me, shock etched on his face.
"Oliver. what is this stuff?"
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YAY!!! More people are reviewing! And I see there's no way to pull the wool over you smart peeps eyes! For everyone who reviewed so far. TALA PLUSHIES ALL AROUND! *hands a Tala plushie to all four reviewers to date.* AND!. .. to the smart peeps who guessed the assassin correctly (and because I'm feeling generous... ), OLIVER PLUSHIES! *hands crazy Rei Luva, Needle point and Draconicality Oli-chan plushies* Horray for you smart peeps!!! * hugs own Tala and Oli-chan plushies too * ^___________^
By the way, for your information, unless you haven't guessed yet, this is yaoi. In fact, MY FIRST ONE!!! And it's surprisingly easy to write! You no like yaoi? Tough! Read the other fic then.
=-= Q and A Time =-=
Well, I since everyone basically asked the same question, you got the answer. .. IT'S Oli-chan!!! And for extra info, and I'm sure you guessed by now, it's primarily centred on Oliver and Kai - to an extent.
"Trygator! Counter with your Water Smash!"
The two bitbeasts roared and crashed head on with their attacks. Mariah and Emily were poker faced, unwilling to admit they lost. DJ Jazzman, however, was more than keen to announce who won.
"MARIAH WINS IT!!! THAT MAKES THE DAY'S SCORING 2-2!!!"
Rei cheered for all he was worth for Mariah. Emily frowned, upset at her loss but shrugged and congratulated Mariah. The teams, including the Majestics and Bladebreakers filed into the back room.
"Mom!" Max called, running over to his mother and giving her a hug. Judy looked very happy to see her son.
"Max. How are you?"
"Great!"
"I must say, you were really something out there, Mariah."
"Thanks Ray. But it was a team effort."
Judy pulled away from the chattering group momentarily and produced four packages from her pocket, calling the Bladebreakers over.
"What is it, mom?" Max asked, eyeing the small boxes.
"As a present for your birthday last month Max, I wanted to design a new blade for you, but Douglas had offered to design blades for your whole team. So this is what they are; new blades for your team. Douglas says take very good care of them, but I'm sure you don't need telling."
"Cool! Thanks Mom!" Max cried when his mother gave him a green box.
"Thank you Mrs Tate", Ray said, accepting his white box.
"Thanks." Kai said, holding his blue package.
"Where's your other friend...Tyson, isn't it?"
"He's back at Oliver's place. The lazy bum's probably still sleeping." Kai replied, snickering.
******
My eyes slowly opened. I squinted a little from the light that poured through a gap in the curtains of my room. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table.
"One in the afternoon!?"
I push the covers off my bed and got myself washed and changed. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked considerably better now I had cleaned up, but I was still pale. I sighed, shaking my head. Best not worry about it, or I'd get worked up again.
Back in my room, I decided to try and hide the files a little better. I slipped them into my sketch file when my mobile started vibrating in my pocket. I dropped the file and answered.
"Hello?"
"Just thought I'd call to check up on you, Shadow. Did you get the files?"
"Yes."
"Good boy. Did you see the news? I must say, it must have been very close, what with Madam Montalet and that police officer seeing you. Well, at least he can't talk and she doesn't remember."
I sat on my bed. I didn't like this conversation.
"Anyway, apart from checking up on you, I thought I'd tell you something. Cypher is coming over. He'll be helping you."
I stiffened. "Cypher?"
"Oui. He's just finished a job for me elsewhere. He should be arriving tomorrow."
I frowned. Cypher and I had trained together when we were younger. I haven't seen him in over a year.
"Why is he coming?" I asked. "And whilst we're making conversation, what's the purpose of my 'missions'?"
"I thought you might need a little help. Cypher will fill you in. And don't worry about your purpose. The less you know, the better. I have to go now."
The phone clicked as the boss hung up. I kept the phone to my ear, disbelief creeping through me. I wasn't to know why I have to kill these people? Cypher. what job are you doing for the boss? Why are you coming?
Pocketing the mobile, I walked downstairs. My friends were already back, discussing the tournament I had missed.
******
The Bladebreakers gathered in the living room and showed each other's new blades off.
"Wow, Max, your mom was sure cool about giving us all new blades! I can't wait to check mine out." Ray said, admiring his new blade.
"Yeah! Aw man, I can't believe I missed the tournament!"
"I'm surprised you ever came down from your room at all, Tyson."
Tyson grinned at Oliver's remark. "Anyway, you can talk."
"At least I had a plausible reason. I wasn't feeling well. What excuse do you have?"
"Er. heh heh heh."
"Hey, Kai. Can we see your new blade?"
"It's in my room."
Robert walked into the room, interrupting the conversation with a grim face. "I think we need to watch the news." He said, switching the television on.
"And back to our number one, late-breaking news coverage. Respected PBA official, Douglas Smith, has been found murdered in his office last night. Officials still need to clarify the cause of death. An investigation is being held to identify the murderer. This is Carmen Del."
Robert turned the volume down and glanced at the group. Max leapt up. "I need to call Mom. He was her boss."
Max ran out of the room to phone the All Stars' hotel and speak to his mom. Kai frowned.
"What was the motive?"
"I haven't the foggiest. It must be important though."
"And whoever it was must be good. The PBA building is heavily secured." Kenny commented.
******
I had watched the news, deep in thought. Could it have been Cypher? He was better at the more complicated security sabotage than I was; he would have found a way to bypass the security system. I jumped a little, the familiar vibration in my pocket. Excusing myself, I went to the bathroom to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Shadow. It's me, Cypher."
"Cypher? Wha."
"Listen, I'm in Paris now. The boss called and told me to help you out. You saw the news?"
I nodded, but remembered I was on the phone. "Yeah, I saw. Was that you who killed Douglas?"
"Yeah. The boss wanted me to kill him and find some chip he had."
"Chip?"
"It had some important information programmed inside. I don't know what; you have the documents that explain why, I think."
I thought of the file in my room. "Yeah, but I couldn't read them. Why are you calling me? This doesn't sound like a social call."
"You're right, it's not. Douglas didn't have the chip, although I managed to get him to tell me something. Apparently, a blader has the chip. I'm guessing it's the All Stars, but I might be wrong. Just thought I'd call to let you know."
"Yeah. thanks."
"No problem. Over and out."
With that, Cypher hung up. I blinked. Something wasn't right. Killing a small time BBA official like Montalet was okay; at least he doesn't attract a lot of attention. But Douglas Smith, a major figurehead in American beyblading? The boss was up to something big, and Cypher and I were thrust into the centre of it.
"Dammit."
I flushed the toilet, to keep up the pretence of being in the toilet and washed my hands. I walked into the living room, where my friends were discussing the murder and day's tournament. I looked around the room. Some people were missing. Apparently they were upstairs. I looked at the time. Half past five; time's moving quickly today. Might as well go upstairs and do some thinking in private.
"Listen. I'm just going upstairs again."
"Not feeling well?"
I nodded slowly. "Yeah.."
I frowned, deep in thought. I had to try and translate those files. They might have some answers, but where can I go to translate them without getting caught? I froze. My bedroom door was open. I pushed open the slightly ajar door. My eyes widened. My prince was sitting on my bed, reading.
The documents.
My trunk was lying open in front of him. My uniform. my pack. my claws, the blades exposed on one of the gloves.
He lifted his crimson orbs and looked at me, shock etched on his face.
"Oliver. what is this stuff?"
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YAY!!! More people are reviewing! And I see there's no way to pull the wool over you smart peeps eyes! For everyone who reviewed so far. TALA PLUSHIES ALL AROUND! *hands a Tala plushie to all four reviewers to date.* AND!. .. to the smart peeps who guessed the assassin correctly (and because I'm feeling generous... ), OLIVER PLUSHIES! *hands crazy Rei Luva, Needle point and Draconicality Oli-chan plushies* Horray for you smart peeps!!! * hugs own Tala and Oli-chan plushies too * ^___________^
By the way, for your information, unless you haven't guessed yet, this is yaoi. In fact, MY FIRST ONE!!! And it's surprisingly easy to write! You no like yaoi? Tough! Read the other fic then.
=-= Q and A Time =-=
Well, I since everyone basically asked the same question, you got the answer. .. IT'S Oli-chan!!! And for extra info, and I'm sure you guessed by now, it's primarily centred on Oliver and Kai - to an extent.