One True Team
Once again, sorry for updating so late! Computer was screwed up! SORRY!!!!! Now, please read and enjoy!
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"And if you have just joined us, we're reporting live from Russia in the little town of Moscow, where we're witnessing live the finals for the Team Pairs Championships! I'm Brad Best, reporting here live!"
"And this is AJ Topper! So far, out of the three matches we are going to see, the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats have lost the first round to the Howlers! Which means if the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats don't win the next match, they're going to be kicked out of the championships. And it also means that the Howlers will take the cup!"
"Man, this is nerve-racking!" Saber sighed.
"Calm down," Ray told her. "We have to stay focused if we want to win this."
"The next round features from the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats, the well known Ray and Saber!" Cheers came from around the stadium.
"Good luck, guys," Lexis called to them.
"Win this for us!" Max yelled.
"Hey Ray! Go show them what you're made of," Tyson grinned.
"Oh yeah," Ray said. Saber flashed a thumbs up and together with Ray, walked up to the edge of the dish.
"I wonder who's going to go up against them," Kenny wondered out loud.
"Whoever it is isn't going to let them win that easily," Kai mumbled.
"Representing the Howlers are Raven and Rochelle!" Two girls stood up. Saber glared at them. Rochelle appeared to be the taller of the two girls, with short reddish brown hair. Her brown eyes flashed around as she saw Ray and Saber. She was dressed in a blue T-shirt, blue jeans, and black running shoes (Adidas mind you). The other girl, Raven, was as tall as Saber, with long straight brown hair tied back into a ponytail. Her long bangs covered the sides of her face and very nearly hid her eyes. But those emerald green eyes shone in the light as she brushed past her bangs. She was wearing a black t-shirt; navy blue sports pants, and black shoes.
"So, you ready to rumble?" Saber challenged her opponents. Raven smiled slyly.
"Oh yeah. I'm going to get back at you for sure!"
"Huh?" Ray stuttered. What did she mean when she said she'd get back at Saber? Do they know each other or something?
"You look like a worthy opponent." Rochelle's voice broke Ray's thoughts. Ray smiled.
"I'll show you just how worthy I can be," he responded, a hint of sarcasm at the edge of his voice. Rochelle just smiled back, a gleam in her eye.
"Hmm. . . . . . . .. You're a smart one for words. I like your style . . . . . . . I just hope your beyblade's as good as your style is." Rochelle took out her beyblade. It was a brownish-yellow color that looked to be an uncommon color for beyblades because this was the first time Ray had seen a beyblade in this color. It looked almost like the color of sand. Raven growled, then grunted at Saber and took out her beyblade. It was yellow with black edging. Raven glared at Saber and Ray all the way as she put her beyblade onto her launcher. Saber just merely 'hmphed' at her and muttered, "Showoff" under her breath.
"Calm down Saber," Ray whispered to her. Saber gave him a confidential smile and winked.
"Thanks tiger." Ray blushed at that, then remembered where he was and focused as he placed his beyblade onto his shooter. This sure isn't going to be easy, he thought.
"Players, are you ready? And in 3. . . . . . . 2. . . . . . . 1. . . . . . . LET IT RIP!!!!!"
"Go Driger!"
"Show 'em what you're made of, Panthera!"
"This is your doom, Saber!"
"H-yah!" All four beyblades hit the surface of the battle dish as the beyblades spun faster and faster. Panthera and Raven's blade immediately rammed into each other fiercely.
"Panthera! Scythe claw attack!" Panthera rammed into Raven's beyblade as the friction between the two beyblades made sparks fly out. Meanwhile, Driger and Rochelle's blade were playing a game of cat and mouse. Driger, with no doubt, was the cat. Rochelle, for some unknown reason, was impressed at the speed Driger was gaining behind her beyblade.
"You're pretty good at this," she commented.
"I can do better, but Saber and I've got a match to win. Pull her in, Driger! Tiger claw attack!" With one hit, Driger pushed Rochelle's beyblade closer to the middle of the dish. It ran into Raven's blade, which had been knocked into the center by Panthera.
"Alright! You ready Ray?"
"Oh yeah."
"X-CLAW COLLISION!" There were two quick strokes of movement and two loud crashes as both Raven and Rochelle's beyblades flew out. Panthera and Driger remained spinning in their positions.
"And the winners are Ray and Saber for the first match out of three!" DJ yelled. Applause sounded all across the stadium. Saber grinned and stuck out a tongue at Raven, who growled. A vein popped out of Raven's forehead as she clenched her teeth. Then she frowned and smiled. Rochelle seemed to have lost the nicer part of herself and her eyebrows arched down.
"I guess we've played long enough with you two," Rochelle said in a low voice.
"Now, let's get down to the real business," Raven sneered. She tilted her head side to side, making the bones in her neck crack. Saber cracked her knuckles in response to that. She could have sworn she heard Ray murmuring "Arthritis" under his breath. Oh well! This was war!
"Ray! Keep up the great work with Saber!" Tyson yelled.
"You guys are doing great!" Terri shouted. Max laughed.
"Don't lose your temper, Saber!" Lexis warned her friend.
"Let's win this one, Saber," Ray smiled.
"You bet!" Saber answered. The four players got back into their places and prepared to battle.
"And 3 . . . . .. 2 . . . . .. 1 . . . . . . . Let it Rip!"
" Let's go Driger!"
"Win this one, Panthera!" The moment Panthera and Driger touched the ground, both Ray and Saber shouted, "X-Claw Collision!" The two beyblades rushed towards Raven and Rochelle's beyblades.
"Not so fast," Raven yelled. Raven's yellow and black beyblade backed away and circled around the dish. Panthera was on its tracks. Rochelle's beyblade spun in the middle as Driger crashed into it. Raven's beyblade and Panthera happened to zoom by behind Driger.
"Now!" Rochelle shouted. "Carlux, Caracal pounce!" There was a blinding flash as Carlux, a caracal bit-beast lunged out of its beyblade. It smashed into Driger, who was unprepared for such and attack, and knocked it right into Panthera, who was passing by. The impact of the surprise attack caused both Driger and Panthera to fly out of the stadium and onto the floor. Saber and Ray gasped. This match ended even quicker than the last one.
"Oh wow!" Max breathed out.
"She sure has one wicked bit-beast," Solo murmured. Everyone looked at her in surprise. She hadn't spoken to anyone since the last match. Kai looked at her curiously.
"Then I'll bet the other girl also has a bit- beast too," he said. "They must have been toying with Saber and Ray, and have waited till they were off guard."
"Pretty smart strategy, I'll say," Lexis commented.
"Ray and Saber better watch out," Kenny said. "If they're not careful, then they could end up losing this match!"
"Players, prepare for the final round!" DJ shouted. The crowd joined in as he said, "3 . . .. 2 . . . . . . .1 . . . . . Let it rip!"
All four beyblades hit the surface of the battle dish as they landed. Saber clenched her teeth and pointed at Raven.
"You're not going to get away easily THIS time!"
"Neither are you! I plan to get back at you by humiliating you in public through this match! You will soon taste defeat!"
"What do you mean by getting back at me? Huh?" Saber asked scornfully. Ray turned his attention to Rochelle.
"I think I've seen you somewhere before," he said. "You were in the crowd somewhere."
"I WAS in the crowd before. We were just watching your matches to determine how good you were."
"Hm. . . . . .. Driger! Attack now!"
"Carlux, got get him!" Both Carlux and Driger went at each other from their beyblades. The two bit-beasts collided, causing sparks to fly out.
" Ha. My turn. It's time to show you what I'm made of. Lee-ix! Reveal yourself!" There was a blinding light as Raven's bit-beast rose up.
"Ah . . . . . argh!" Saber gasped as she saw the spirit's image clear up. It was a leopard. It had golden yellow fur with spots on it. Its eyes were yellow and were darting about dangerously. It roared, showing its fangs, and lunged at Panthera.
"GO Panthera!" There was another loud roar as Panthera jumped out of its beyblade. It hissed at Lee-ix, and slashed its claws at it. Lee-ix slashed back.
"Scythe claw attack!"
"Leopard paw slash!" Both beyblades bounced back from the attacks. Saber growled at Raven.
"Not bad," Raven murmured. "Too bad your bit-beast isn't as strong as mine!" Lee-ix pounced at Panthera, who backed away, growling.
"I've had enough of staring at you! Now, PANTHERA!! STRIKE IT DOWN!"
"Don't let it get you! Lee-ix, full attack now!"
Both Panthera and Lee-ix jumped at each other with their claws spread wide open. At the same time, Driger and Carlux were also lunging at each other. There was a loud BANG! The dish started to crack. And then there was a bright flash as dust began to fill the dish. Everyone had to shield their eyes from the blinding light. Coughing from all the dust and smoke, Ray rubbed his eyes. Both Raven and Rochelle had also recovered. Saber looked at the dish impatiently.
Everyone was waiting for the smoke to clear. All the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats sat at the edge of their seats. If they lost this round, then it'll be over for them. The Howlers also sat still, waiting to see if they had won the championships. The clock ticked second by second. Even the audience sat still. DJ wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. Hardly any sound was heard.
(Whispers) "I'll say. This can go either way, Brad."
(Whispers) "I know. We can't tell who will win until the smoke clears up."
Finally, the dust settled. Saber and Ray leaned forward for a closer look. Raven and Rochelle gasped in horror. All the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats craned their necks forward to see. The Howlers gawked at the dish. Even DJ had to lean against the railing on the balcony to get a closer view.
"OH wow! I don't believe it! It seems that none of the beyblades are left spinning! It's a TIE!!!!! Yes ladies and gentlemen! A TIE!!!!!!!" It was true. The battle dish was completely smashed and cracked into pieces. Four beyblades were crushed along with it. They were all still and were all lying on the ground. Not one was spinning. The audience cheered.
"I don't believe my eyes," Raven murmured with disgust.
"We actually tied?" Saber asked.
"I can't believe we didn't lose," Ray sighed.
"How can we tie?" Rochelle complained. "Nobody has every tied with us before! NEVER!"
"Does this mean we still have a chance of winning?" asked Tyson.
"Looks that way," Lexis answered.
"Hmph." Solo turned to look at Kai for the first time. "They barely managed to hold on," Kai said. "It was a good thing we tied. Otherwise, we would have already lost."
"Ladies and gentlemen!" DJ Yelled. "Because there is a tie, it still means that the Howlers are leading by one match! But if the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats win the next round, there will be a sudden death match afterwards to settle the score! If the Howlers win the next round, then they'll take the cup into winning the Team Pairs Championships!"
"Grr!" Saber grunted.
"Listen, I have a few questions to ask you," Ray said. Raven turned around, interested. "What exactly did you mean when you said that you'll get back at Saber for what she did to you?"
"Yeah," Saber agreed. "I didn't do a single thing to you before we got started."
"Hmph!" Raven crossed her arms.
"Just tell them, Raven. Only that part of the whole thing," Rochelle told her. Raven glared at her for a second.
"Fine. Recognize this?" Raven brushed aside her bangs that were partly draping over her eyes. There was a purple smudge near Raven's right eye. Looking a little closer, Saber realized that it wasn't a purple smudge at all. It was a bruise.
"Not really. Wait-" A flashback came back to Saber of the night when she was attacked by some anonymous girl. The girl had told her to back off from the championships. SHE had refused, by saying that they will NEVER surrender. The attacker had then lunged at her, punching and kicking her. Saber gasped when she suddenly remembered something. She had elbowed the attacker in the face in order to defend herself. The attacker had cursed under her breath and was rubbing her face. What if she had accidentally elbowed the attacker in the eye instead of the face? Then that means . . . . .
"OF course! You're the girl from the roof," Saber stated.
"What?" Ray stuttered.
"Ray, remember that time when you were trying to look for me after I ran out of the restaurant?"
"Yeah?"
"You found me on the roof, all beaten up. Well, RAVEN here must have been the attacker who had beat me up."
"Is that true?"
"I wonder," Raven yawned sarcastically. "Are you actually smarter than you look?"
"GRRR!" Saber growled.
"But, I'm afraid you've figured out only the first half of the who entire puzzle." Raven laughed. Rochelle turned around to face her leader, giving her a warning look and nodded towards at Raven. The girl with the black and red highlighted hair, or the leader, simply just held up a hand and nodded. Rochelle turned back.
"If you guys can figure out where else you've seen me, then perhaps I might tell you the whole thing," Raven bragged. "Of course, you'll have to promise not to say a single thing to the police AND most importantly the BBA and Mr. Dickinson."
"Okay," Tyson said. "Let me get this straight. You're telling me that we've seen you before. Is that right?"
"As Saber would say, righty-o," Raven answered. "But you guys have to promise not to tell. If you're nice, I might even tell you the whole story, but of course, my boss here isn't going to let me spoil all the fun." The two teams looked at each other, deciding on Raven's deal.
"Well, what should we do?"
"I don't know, but it sounds like important information we're dealing with here."
"I don't think we should agree to anything."
"But if we don't agree, we might not be able to find out."
"What ARE we trying to find out anyhow? We know that Raven's connected to the night Saber got attacked somehow."
"Well, duh! She IS the attacker!"
"So, Blade Cats, or Wild Breakers, what do you say?" Raven asked sarcastically.
"Hold it." Rochelle faced Raven.
"What now?"
"I don't think it's fair to tell them what exactly is going on. The boss says that we should wait until the very end of our championship match before we tell them the whole thing."
"WHAT?!?!?!?! No way! Argh! And I was so close to getting them all pressured up!"
"Raven!" Raven turned around to face the black and red haired girl. "They WILL know what the whole thing is after we win the championship match. Just keep them in suspense until then." Raven clenched her teeth.
"Fine! But unless they agree to battle us to the very end, they won't get to hear a SINGLE WORD!"
"Agreed," Solo murmured. Everyone stared at her. "Just make sure you keep your promise to tell us everything."
"We will," the girl answer. "Don't worry about that." Solo grunted.
"Just wait. . . . . . . ."
* What did you think of that? Review please!* ~Zero2-the-scyther
Once again, sorry for updating so late! Computer was screwed up! SORRY!!!!! Now, please read and enjoy!
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"And if you have just joined us, we're reporting live from Russia in the little town of Moscow, where we're witnessing live the finals for the Team Pairs Championships! I'm Brad Best, reporting here live!"
"And this is AJ Topper! So far, out of the three matches we are going to see, the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats have lost the first round to the Howlers! Which means if the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats don't win the next match, they're going to be kicked out of the championships. And it also means that the Howlers will take the cup!"
"Man, this is nerve-racking!" Saber sighed.
"Calm down," Ray told her. "We have to stay focused if we want to win this."
"The next round features from the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats, the well known Ray and Saber!" Cheers came from around the stadium.
"Good luck, guys," Lexis called to them.
"Win this for us!" Max yelled.
"Hey Ray! Go show them what you're made of," Tyson grinned.
"Oh yeah," Ray said. Saber flashed a thumbs up and together with Ray, walked up to the edge of the dish.
"I wonder who's going to go up against them," Kenny wondered out loud.
"Whoever it is isn't going to let them win that easily," Kai mumbled.
"Representing the Howlers are Raven and Rochelle!" Two girls stood up. Saber glared at them. Rochelle appeared to be the taller of the two girls, with short reddish brown hair. Her brown eyes flashed around as she saw Ray and Saber. She was dressed in a blue T-shirt, blue jeans, and black running shoes (Adidas mind you). The other girl, Raven, was as tall as Saber, with long straight brown hair tied back into a ponytail. Her long bangs covered the sides of her face and very nearly hid her eyes. But those emerald green eyes shone in the light as she brushed past her bangs. She was wearing a black t-shirt; navy blue sports pants, and black shoes.
"So, you ready to rumble?" Saber challenged her opponents. Raven smiled slyly.
"Oh yeah. I'm going to get back at you for sure!"
"Huh?" Ray stuttered. What did she mean when she said she'd get back at Saber? Do they know each other or something?
"You look like a worthy opponent." Rochelle's voice broke Ray's thoughts. Ray smiled.
"I'll show you just how worthy I can be," he responded, a hint of sarcasm at the edge of his voice. Rochelle just smiled back, a gleam in her eye.
"Hmm. . . . . . . .. You're a smart one for words. I like your style . . . . . . . I just hope your beyblade's as good as your style is." Rochelle took out her beyblade. It was a brownish-yellow color that looked to be an uncommon color for beyblades because this was the first time Ray had seen a beyblade in this color. It looked almost like the color of sand. Raven growled, then grunted at Saber and took out her beyblade. It was yellow with black edging. Raven glared at Saber and Ray all the way as she put her beyblade onto her launcher. Saber just merely 'hmphed' at her and muttered, "Showoff" under her breath.
"Calm down Saber," Ray whispered to her. Saber gave him a confidential smile and winked.
"Thanks tiger." Ray blushed at that, then remembered where he was and focused as he placed his beyblade onto his shooter. This sure isn't going to be easy, he thought.
"Players, are you ready? And in 3. . . . . . . 2. . . . . . . 1. . . . . . . LET IT RIP!!!!!"
"Go Driger!"
"Show 'em what you're made of, Panthera!"
"This is your doom, Saber!"
"H-yah!" All four beyblades hit the surface of the battle dish as the beyblades spun faster and faster. Panthera and Raven's blade immediately rammed into each other fiercely.
"Panthera! Scythe claw attack!" Panthera rammed into Raven's beyblade as the friction between the two beyblades made sparks fly out. Meanwhile, Driger and Rochelle's blade were playing a game of cat and mouse. Driger, with no doubt, was the cat. Rochelle, for some unknown reason, was impressed at the speed Driger was gaining behind her beyblade.
"You're pretty good at this," she commented.
"I can do better, but Saber and I've got a match to win. Pull her in, Driger! Tiger claw attack!" With one hit, Driger pushed Rochelle's beyblade closer to the middle of the dish. It ran into Raven's blade, which had been knocked into the center by Panthera.
"Alright! You ready Ray?"
"Oh yeah."
"X-CLAW COLLISION!" There were two quick strokes of movement and two loud crashes as both Raven and Rochelle's beyblades flew out. Panthera and Driger remained spinning in their positions.
"And the winners are Ray and Saber for the first match out of three!" DJ yelled. Applause sounded all across the stadium. Saber grinned and stuck out a tongue at Raven, who growled. A vein popped out of Raven's forehead as she clenched her teeth. Then she frowned and smiled. Rochelle seemed to have lost the nicer part of herself and her eyebrows arched down.
"I guess we've played long enough with you two," Rochelle said in a low voice.
"Now, let's get down to the real business," Raven sneered. She tilted her head side to side, making the bones in her neck crack. Saber cracked her knuckles in response to that. She could have sworn she heard Ray murmuring "Arthritis" under his breath. Oh well! This was war!
"Ray! Keep up the great work with Saber!" Tyson yelled.
"You guys are doing great!" Terri shouted. Max laughed.
"Don't lose your temper, Saber!" Lexis warned her friend.
"Let's win this one, Saber," Ray smiled.
"You bet!" Saber answered. The four players got back into their places and prepared to battle.
"And 3 . . . . .. 2 . . . . .. 1 . . . . . . . Let it Rip!"
" Let's go Driger!"
"Win this one, Panthera!" The moment Panthera and Driger touched the ground, both Ray and Saber shouted, "X-Claw Collision!" The two beyblades rushed towards Raven and Rochelle's beyblades.
"Not so fast," Raven yelled. Raven's yellow and black beyblade backed away and circled around the dish. Panthera was on its tracks. Rochelle's beyblade spun in the middle as Driger crashed into it. Raven's beyblade and Panthera happened to zoom by behind Driger.
"Now!" Rochelle shouted. "Carlux, Caracal pounce!" There was a blinding flash as Carlux, a caracal bit-beast lunged out of its beyblade. It smashed into Driger, who was unprepared for such and attack, and knocked it right into Panthera, who was passing by. The impact of the surprise attack caused both Driger and Panthera to fly out of the stadium and onto the floor. Saber and Ray gasped. This match ended even quicker than the last one.
"Oh wow!" Max breathed out.
"She sure has one wicked bit-beast," Solo murmured. Everyone looked at her in surprise. She hadn't spoken to anyone since the last match. Kai looked at her curiously.
"Then I'll bet the other girl also has a bit- beast too," he said. "They must have been toying with Saber and Ray, and have waited till they were off guard."
"Pretty smart strategy, I'll say," Lexis commented.
"Ray and Saber better watch out," Kenny said. "If they're not careful, then they could end up losing this match!"
"Players, prepare for the final round!" DJ shouted. The crowd joined in as he said, "3 . . .. 2 . . . . . . .1 . . . . . Let it rip!"
All four beyblades hit the surface of the battle dish as they landed. Saber clenched her teeth and pointed at Raven.
"You're not going to get away easily THIS time!"
"Neither are you! I plan to get back at you by humiliating you in public through this match! You will soon taste defeat!"
"What do you mean by getting back at me? Huh?" Saber asked scornfully. Ray turned his attention to Rochelle.
"I think I've seen you somewhere before," he said. "You were in the crowd somewhere."
"I WAS in the crowd before. We were just watching your matches to determine how good you were."
"Hm. . . . . .. Driger! Attack now!"
"Carlux, got get him!" Both Carlux and Driger went at each other from their beyblades. The two bit-beasts collided, causing sparks to fly out.
" Ha. My turn. It's time to show you what I'm made of. Lee-ix! Reveal yourself!" There was a blinding light as Raven's bit-beast rose up.
"Ah . . . . . argh!" Saber gasped as she saw the spirit's image clear up. It was a leopard. It had golden yellow fur with spots on it. Its eyes were yellow and were darting about dangerously. It roared, showing its fangs, and lunged at Panthera.
"GO Panthera!" There was another loud roar as Panthera jumped out of its beyblade. It hissed at Lee-ix, and slashed its claws at it. Lee-ix slashed back.
"Scythe claw attack!"
"Leopard paw slash!" Both beyblades bounced back from the attacks. Saber growled at Raven.
"Not bad," Raven murmured. "Too bad your bit-beast isn't as strong as mine!" Lee-ix pounced at Panthera, who backed away, growling.
"I've had enough of staring at you! Now, PANTHERA!! STRIKE IT DOWN!"
"Don't let it get you! Lee-ix, full attack now!"
Both Panthera and Lee-ix jumped at each other with their claws spread wide open. At the same time, Driger and Carlux were also lunging at each other. There was a loud BANG! The dish started to crack. And then there was a bright flash as dust began to fill the dish. Everyone had to shield their eyes from the blinding light. Coughing from all the dust and smoke, Ray rubbed his eyes. Both Raven and Rochelle had also recovered. Saber looked at the dish impatiently.
Everyone was waiting for the smoke to clear. All the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats sat at the edge of their seats. If they lost this round, then it'll be over for them. The Howlers also sat still, waiting to see if they had won the championships. The clock ticked second by second. Even the audience sat still. DJ wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. Hardly any sound was heard.
(Whispers) "I'll say. This can go either way, Brad."
(Whispers) "I know. We can't tell who will win until the smoke clears up."
Finally, the dust settled. Saber and Ray leaned forward for a closer look. Raven and Rochelle gasped in horror. All the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats craned their necks forward to see. The Howlers gawked at the dish. Even DJ had to lean against the railing on the balcony to get a closer view.
"OH wow! I don't believe it! It seems that none of the beyblades are left spinning! It's a TIE!!!!! Yes ladies and gentlemen! A TIE!!!!!!!" It was true. The battle dish was completely smashed and cracked into pieces. Four beyblades were crushed along with it. They were all still and were all lying on the ground. Not one was spinning. The audience cheered.
"I don't believe my eyes," Raven murmured with disgust.
"We actually tied?" Saber asked.
"I can't believe we didn't lose," Ray sighed.
"How can we tie?" Rochelle complained. "Nobody has every tied with us before! NEVER!"
"Does this mean we still have a chance of winning?" asked Tyson.
"Looks that way," Lexis answered.
"Hmph." Solo turned to look at Kai for the first time. "They barely managed to hold on," Kai said. "It was a good thing we tied. Otherwise, we would have already lost."
"Ladies and gentlemen!" DJ Yelled. "Because there is a tie, it still means that the Howlers are leading by one match! But if the Bladebreakers and the Wildcats win the next round, there will be a sudden death match afterwards to settle the score! If the Howlers win the next round, then they'll take the cup into winning the Team Pairs Championships!"
"Grr!" Saber grunted.
"Listen, I have a few questions to ask you," Ray said. Raven turned around, interested. "What exactly did you mean when you said that you'll get back at Saber for what she did to you?"
"Yeah," Saber agreed. "I didn't do a single thing to you before we got started."
"Hmph!" Raven crossed her arms.
"Just tell them, Raven. Only that part of the whole thing," Rochelle told her. Raven glared at her for a second.
"Fine. Recognize this?" Raven brushed aside her bangs that were partly draping over her eyes. There was a purple smudge near Raven's right eye. Looking a little closer, Saber realized that it wasn't a purple smudge at all. It was a bruise.
"Not really. Wait-" A flashback came back to Saber of the night when she was attacked by some anonymous girl. The girl had told her to back off from the championships. SHE had refused, by saying that they will NEVER surrender. The attacker had then lunged at her, punching and kicking her. Saber gasped when she suddenly remembered something. She had elbowed the attacker in the face in order to defend herself. The attacker had cursed under her breath and was rubbing her face. What if she had accidentally elbowed the attacker in the eye instead of the face? Then that means . . . . .
"OF course! You're the girl from the roof," Saber stated.
"What?" Ray stuttered.
"Ray, remember that time when you were trying to look for me after I ran out of the restaurant?"
"Yeah?"
"You found me on the roof, all beaten up. Well, RAVEN here must have been the attacker who had beat me up."
"Is that true?"
"I wonder," Raven yawned sarcastically. "Are you actually smarter than you look?"
"GRRR!" Saber growled.
"But, I'm afraid you've figured out only the first half of the who entire puzzle." Raven laughed. Rochelle turned around to face her leader, giving her a warning look and nodded towards at Raven. The girl with the black and red highlighted hair, or the leader, simply just held up a hand and nodded. Rochelle turned back.
"If you guys can figure out where else you've seen me, then perhaps I might tell you the whole thing," Raven bragged. "Of course, you'll have to promise not to say a single thing to the police AND most importantly the BBA and Mr. Dickinson."
"Okay," Tyson said. "Let me get this straight. You're telling me that we've seen you before. Is that right?"
"As Saber would say, righty-o," Raven answered. "But you guys have to promise not to tell. If you're nice, I might even tell you the whole story, but of course, my boss here isn't going to let me spoil all the fun." The two teams looked at each other, deciding on Raven's deal.
"Well, what should we do?"
"I don't know, but it sounds like important information we're dealing with here."
"I don't think we should agree to anything."
"But if we don't agree, we might not be able to find out."
"What ARE we trying to find out anyhow? We know that Raven's connected to the night Saber got attacked somehow."
"Well, duh! She IS the attacker!"
"So, Blade Cats, or Wild Breakers, what do you say?" Raven asked sarcastically.
"Hold it." Rochelle faced Raven.
"What now?"
"I don't think it's fair to tell them what exactly is going on. The boss says that we should wait until the very end of our championship match before we tell them the whole thing."
"WHAT?!?!?!?! No way! Argh! And I was so close to getting them all pressured up!"
"Raven!" Raven turned around to face the black and red haired girl. "They WILL know what the whole thing is after we win the championship match. Just keep them in suspense until then." Raven clenched her teeth.
"Fine! But unless they agree to battle us to the very end, they won't get to hear a SINGLE WORD!"
"Agreed," Solo murmured. Everyone stared at her. "Just make sure you keep your promise to tell us everything."
"We will," the girl answer. "Don't worry about that." Solo grunted.
"Just wait. . . . . . . ."
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