Atlas our story concludes. It might seem a little corny but I like it…
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Tyson's adrenaline was soaring, he rushed behind Marium, determined to find Hilary now. Why did Marium know where she was, and why didn't she tell him to begin with? Was it Team Physic? Were they trying a new ploy? Or was it?
"Ozuma." he growled as the entered a section of warehouses.
By now it was late afternoon. The sunlight was giving the buildings eerie looks, as Marium slowed her pace and entered a rather dank looking place.
It took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust, but when they did the scene that befell his eyes was a disturbing one.
The four St. Shields stood posed, launchers raised. Behind them, tied to a chair was Hilary, looking tired, and exasperated, though her eyes lit up at the sight of Tyson. Her eyes were faint brown and her hair seemed ruffled but other then that she seemed fine. He sighed with relief knowing no real harm had come to her, yet.
"Tyson." She sung happily.
"I'm sorry." He blurted out, not paying attention to anything else but her, and the awareness of his heart.
"So am I." She replied looking down, with hurt eyes. "I've caused more trouble."
"Save the reunion." Ozuma snarled. "It's heart warming and all but leave it for now." He paused with his sarcastic tone, then turned so that all his attention was on Tyson. Tyson became painfully aware of the plan, and without a word pulled out his launcher and beyblade.
"We can make this easy, or difficult." Ozuma smirked, in the fading light. "You give me Dragoon and I give you Hilary." Tyson's mouth dropped open.
"What? You want me to choose between my bitbeast and my...." Pause. "Friend?"
"That would be the plan." Joseph grinned, form his position between Ozuma and Dunga.
"Or what?"
"Or we discover if her spirit could be sealed in the rock." Ozuma pulled out a dagger from a pouch on his belt. The dagger seemed to swim with colors, as it glowed a soft blue. "This knife here was used by my village, on sinful traitors or victimised captives, to release their souls and spirits from their misery."
"You can't," coughed Tyson, his throat growing all of a sudden dry.
"Want to test that theory?" The green eyed boy asked, closing the distance between himself and the struggling girl.
"Tyson, don't listen to him. You can't give up Dragoon. I'm not worth it.' She cried out.
But she was, Tyson thought to himself, That and so much more.
"I want you to make me a promise." She called out again still struggling.
"A promise? What kind?"
"Just say you promise." She groaned desperatly.
"Um... okay?" Tyson reluctantly answered.
"Say it!"
"Alright I promise!
"Good, now you can't give up Dragoon." She took the moment to grin.
"What!?! Hilary," he protested.
"That's all very nice and all, but Tyson doesn't really have a choice. I will have Dragoon and the other sacred bitbeasts. One way or another." The only reason Ozuma had let them carry on so long, was that he knew it would lead Tyson to more pain, after he stole his two favored possessions.
"There is another way out, out of honor I'd prefer a beybattle, winner takes all. Dragoon.... and Hilary."
"Nooo." Tyson's rasp whisper came out silent as a breath, as he bowed his head. That single thought, reminded him of the horrible nightmare he was now forced to relive.
"Is that so? Well then hand Dragoon over to me right now, since it's obvious that you can't handle the responsibility of the power. You choose this.... girl, over your own bitbeast?" Ozuma's words were full of the same harsh laughter Tyson knew so well in his dreams.
"I won't go down without a fight, I've never failed before and I'm not about to end my winning streak for the likes of you." Tyson responded raising his eyes to meet Ozuma's. "I will walk away with everything."
"The thing is Tyson." Ozuma paused greedily enjoying the fear he saw in Tyson's eyes. "I have everything to gain, and you have everything to loose." Tyson nodded in reply.
"You're right, but the thing is Ozuma, I always get what I want." He smirked.
Ozuma grinned at Tyson, and walked over to Hilary brandishing the knife.
"Ozuma!" Tyson's smirk was hastily removed as he watched. "Ozuma, wait I'll battle just leave Hilary alone!"
Ozuma leaned forward so he was eye to eye with her, and smiled.
"I want to try something." Placing the dagger on her forehead it shone a brighter blue as Hilary's eyes seemed to fade, and her head lolled to the side.
"What did you do to her!" Tyson demanded.
"Only what will happen next to your bitbeast, if you are fail. Now, lets continue with this fate."
Tyson eyed Hilary anxiously, concerned for her, but he knew that to save her he must fight. "Alright, I'm ready you are."
"Now! 3-2-1 LET IT RIP!" Both boys rose their launchers over their heads and put everything into their launch. The beyblades immediately started to attack one another, sending sparks flying in the dark warehouse.
Tyson never felt as much power coming from Dragoon as he did now. The connection was immense and made him feel powerful, he knew that everything was on the line for him, and he had to win.
"Dragoon Attack!" He hollered, trying to keep his focus on not only the battle before him, but Hilary and the other St. Shields.
"Make mince meat out of him Ozuma!" Dunga egged on his leader.
"Flash Leopard! Incinerate him!" Ozuma shouted forcing all his strength into his blade.
This was going to be difficult. Tyson knew he had never fought an opponent with as much power as Ozuma, but Dragoon, and Hilary's fate was on the line. He was no longer fighting for only himself. He was fighting for everything that had value to him.
The blades waited only moments after attacking one another before they tested the limits. Dragoon took the lead spinning frantically out of the way and past the St. Shields, up a stair case railing and onto the upper levels. However Flash Leopard was it fast pursuit and wouldn't let Dragoon get the best of him.
The sparks that ignited off the beyblades showered down below where it feel around Hilary and reflected in her vacant eyes. Tyson felt a longing for her not understanding what had happened to her. Overhead Dragoon was giving his one hundred and ten percent for Tyson. Interlinked Dragoon knew every thought of his blader's before Tyson commanded his actions, they remained one step ahead of Flash Leopard.
"Wondering what happened to Hilary?" Ozuma asked Tyson only momentarily looking away from the battle. "I took some of her 'spirit,' you know the same way I would have with a bitbeast. You fail in your mission, then both she and Dragoon will be sealed. The only difference is Hilary will die, Dragoon will just be confined in the rock forever." He paused and turned to watch Tyson who was paying more attention to the beyblades then Ozuma's distracting words. "Remember that when you have nothing."
Tyson stomach tightened as the fear and intensity grew in his eyes. "Won't happen Ozuma! Go Dragoon!" He yelled as Dragoon attacked Flash leopard sending him flying to the ground. The blade almost fell but because of sheer determination, Ozuma managed to get him upright and counter attacked on Dragoon who had shortly after followed to the ground. Ozuma's blade was ruthless attacking Dragoon over and over again. Tyson cringed and backed up slowly, sweating, he lowered himself to his knees.
"Just keep telling yourself that, but I might as well tell you, well your busy battling, Hilary is growing weaker and weaker. If you wait to long there will be nothing left of her."
"No."
"Yes." Ozuma smirked. "Flash Leopard!" Again the blade attacked Dragoon, well Tyson gaped at both Hilary and Dragoon. The blade cornered his beloved Dragoon attacking him with powerful skill and leaving no chance for neither an offensive nor defensive move. Tyson was loosing.
How could he win? Ozuma had everything. Tyson had nothing. He watched as slowly Hilary's eyes grew dilated and Dragoon lost power. There was no way. He was going to loose, and Ozuma was going to take it all. It would be like a piece of his soul in exchange for misery. Dragoon slowed again, now starting to wobble.
"No, Tyson..." A weak voice trailed off. "Tyson I believe in you, believe in yourself." Tyson looked up not sure if it was Hilary he was hearing or his imagination. "Don't do it for me, or even Dragoon, do it for yourself. You are better then that."
"Hilary?"
"Yes?"
"Where are you?"
"Believe in yourself, I believe in you. I trust my life to you. You have always been there for me even if you didn't want to believe it, you were. Please fight harder then this. I know you can."
"I will!" Tyson rose to his feet. "Go Dragoon!" The beyblade started to spin faster and faster now igniting a blue light. "Dragoon!" The light grew until it filled the whole stadium, the wind ripped at his clothes. He held his fists up. A determined look seemed to posses him. "Come on Dragoon! Lets show Ozuma what happens when he messes with my friends! See Ozuma, I'm fighting for someone, you are only fighting for an unnecessary age old mission. You don't know real loss"
Ozuma watched the other boy he seemed in a daze, murmuring to himself he watched the battle as vacantly as Hilary. Then...
"No." Ozuma moaned. "How could he gain so much power?" Tyson was making a recovery. "I had him on the run!" The wind circled the confined area as boxes tumbled and loose objects became air borne.
"Now whose failing?" Tyson asked with a mischievous smirk on his face. "You might have thought you got the best of me but there was more.
"Flash Leopard!" The leopard bitbeasts towered over it's beyblade from the spot where it had been pushed away by Tyson. "I think not! Attack!" Flash leopard bounded towards Dragoon, throwing himself into the other bitbeasts causing a tremendous noise." The wind picked up as Tyson fought back the oncoming power, pushing his limit to the max.
"Come on Dragoon!" He shouted bracing himself against the wind and utter power. Everything he had he placed in his bitbeast, his strength and weaknesses, his hopes and dreams. His determination and ambitious stubborn attitude. Atlas he reached with his mind for his love for Hilary and placed it into the power. "This ones for Hilary! Attack!"
Dragoon V2 execlerated immediately as if knowing Tyson's thoughts meant victory. It attacked Flash Leopard, using his turn, now not to let up. Flash leopard slowly lost ground, as Dragoon came at all angles at ones and attacked sending him flying into the air.
"Noooo!"
"Let it Rip!"
"Go Vortex ape!"
"Attack!" Joseph, Marium and Dunga all released their blades getting in on the action. Immediately three new lights shot out as all the bit beasts fought for control.
Sweating Tyson grinned with grim determination, however the distraction gave Ozuma a chance to recover.
"Flash leopard!"
"Vanishing Move!"
"Vortex Ape!"
"Shark Wraith!"
The St. Shields regrouped and attacked as one, sending both the beyblade and blader back into a wall. Tyson groaned but tried to reclaim his footing, while clutching a rib. Near by Dragoon spun feebly but yet still continued.
"That's it Dragoon we will never give up!" He told the blade grinning. "They could have a whole swat team on us and still I'm never gonna give up, not again!" He laughed and braced himself for another leap of strength.
"What are you laughing about? Don't you understand this is the end? It's all over we've have you beat. We will have your bitbeast and your little girlfriend." Ozuma screamed with angry at Tyson's stubborn disposition. The repercussion was an eager look of power from Tyson.
"Never!" He liked the way the word fell over him, Hilary, did mean that much to him. Why hadn't he realized it before? He watched her one last time, drawing strength from her empty eyes that seemed to light up slightly. Was she going to be okay?
"Lets Go!" Dragoon attacked again as the other blades attacked him at once. The wind wipped faster as windows broke and the objects flew into walls, nothing was left untouched by the raw power of it all.
The air was a mess of metal as four blades were shredded to pieces. The four St. Shield had matching shocked expressions. How had me managed to fight them all off? Ozuma wondered with anger, near by Hilary was regaining consciousness for the dagger nearby had shattered.
Tyson grinned and brought a hand up behind his head in a victorious motion, but as he watched Dragoon, he was stricken by confusion. He'd seen victory before and this wasn't it.
Dragoon wobbled almost about to fall when the bitbeast began to shimmer and then the image fractured, breaking up and fading away until it was no longer there. Tyson watched wide eyed as the blade came to a stop and crumbled into tiny splinters of metal, there was nothing left even the bit chip was shattered.
"Dragoon! No!" He stumbled forward exhausted by his efforts in the battle and knelt down to pick up the remains of his beyblade. "No, Dragoon," he coughed. "Dragoon come on, this is a nightmare, isn't it?" He looked around with tears welling into his eyes, the St. Shields had gathered their parts and were making for the exit. Hilary watched Tyson with regained life, she pulled at her ties until free.
"Tyson!" she called out with a sob in her voice.
"Hilary." He looked from his torn up blade in his two hands to her, and at last fell firmly to his knees sobbing, he collapsed to the ground just as she threw her arms around him.
"Tyson, I'm sorry." She cried holding him in her arms.
"He's gone, I don't understand, I won, why did I loose him? I almost lost you, and I lost him. I failed." He looked at her tears streaming down her face.
It was the saddest scene Hilary had ever witnessed as the scratched up boy cried in agony and pain. She couldn't find the right words. "Thank you Tyson. It's my fault. I wished he would break, but it's not true. I know he meant the world to you."
He looked at his palms again. "Not the whole world, you filled the other half." He murmured under as his breath and he slumped himself against her. "I know you didn't mean it. I pushed him to hard. And now, he's gone," he sobbed.
He wanted to feel happy, he had saved Hilary but his bitbeast was gone. He felt as if he had betrayed the one thing that hadn't had a choice it it's fate. He smiled at Hilary, glad to see her eyes chocolatly brown and filled with life again. He was so confused, torn in two, the pain was like nothing possible, and when he moved his whole body hurt. However there was Hilary once so lifeless, now, so full of love.
"Were you talking to me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well during the beybattle I thought I heard you talking to me." Tyson told her slomenly, looking down into his hands.
She shook her head sadly. "No, I was lost in the darkness."
He nodded and positioned himself so he had his arms around her, still clutching the fragments in either hand. "I'm sorry, that I couldn't help. Thank you though, you inspired me."
She gave him a questioning look but shrugged it off. "He'll return."
"I hope so."
"He will."
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Together the two walked home slowly. It had grown dark and neither was in a hurry. Tyson was using Hilary as a support since he seemed to have broken a rib or two. Even though he wasn't in a rush anyways, he enjoyed her warm touch. He still refused to let go of the pieces of Dragoon, but somehow he felt as if he hadn't gone far.
Hilary smiled and watched the midnight blue haired boy as he struggled to walk home.
"Are you going to be Okay?"
"You ask me that alot," he paused. "I fell out of a tree."
"You what?"
"I fell out of a tree, when I hurt my ankle the second time." He blushed and looked away.
"How'd you manage that?"
"I- I uh... I was um..."
"Cat got your tongue? That's unusual, usually we can't get you to shut up." She laughed as he mocked a glare at her and laughed himself.
"It was the tree outside your room."
"It wasn't a dream?" She gasped and almost lost hold of him as he stumbled over a rock.
"Ow watch it. You saw me?" he asked bringing their pace to a halt.
"Yea," she nodded. "I thought it was dream because I had a nightmare before that, about you."
"About me?"
"The building collapsed on you," she cringed and clenched her free fist. "I couldn't stop it and I had to watch." A single tear ran down her face as he wiped it away. "I wanted to help but it was useless, you were right in front of my and then the Team Physic headquarters fell, trapping you forever." She sobbed her last word.
"Ozuma, had you I was worried he had taken you from me for good. When I awoke I thought for sure that you weren't alright so I went to check."
"And you fell out of the tree." She giggled as he blushed again.
"I thought I heard you parents waking up." Their laughter rang out over the cool night as they embraced one another happy to be alive. Overhead the stars shone brighter then normal.
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A month later the Bladebreakers laughed at Grandpa's funny Christmas decorations.
"Grandpa is that a reindeer or Rei?" Max asked examining a particularly funny looking ornament.
"Funny Max." Rei laughed sarcasticly.
Kai was even in the spirit for he wore a smile and a twinkle in his eyes that the Bladebreakers saw more and more as they got to know him. Kenny was searching through a list of music he had downloaded on Dizzi, seeking out Christmas carols.
Max and Rei tugged at Kai's scarf as he growled and tried to get away but they just laughed dragging him around by the material. Rei wore a bell around his neck that Max had found, that jingled at every movement.
***Flashback
"I found you a bell Rei!" Max laughed dangling a small silver bell from a red ribbon.
"And what would I want with a bell?"
"To wear it?" Kai suggested with a mischievous grin as he leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.
"I'm not a cat." Rei responded with his hands on his hips frowning.
'No... It's for Christmas dude." Max laughed but despite protest, wrestled Rei to the ground tying the small bell around his neck. Which he still hadn't taken off.
***/flashback
Max had brought the spirit of Christmas from America with help from his parents, who were now helping Grandpa make dinner in the kitchen.
Tyson sat on the dojo steps, watching his breath and the stars. The last month had filled him with a mixture of emotions. He and Hilary had begun again and had spent hours on end talking, and going for walks. He had helped the other Bladebreakers train but was reluctant to try it again himself. Kenny had remade an earlier version of Dragoon for him, but it wasn't the same. He knew the other's didn't like the fact that he had just 'given up,' but he also knew he'd return to the sport one day. The new blade was good and all but it wasn't the same, and usually it's spent his time in his pocket or on his desk.
"Tyson?" He turned, wincing from the still lingering pain in his ribs, to watch Hilary exit the dojo closing the door behind her, locking in the light. "Aren't you cold?"
"Yea," he admitted laughing, "but don't tell Kai, he might think I'm weak." She laughed. She wore a green skirt and a red sweater with a red and white Santa hat with a bell on the end. "You seem festive."
"Don't like it?" She asked.
'Did I say that?"
"I guess not." They both laughed for no matter how the close they were now a days, there was still the old air of arguments, that now ended only in laughter. "I have something for you." They both tried to ignore a gasp from Kai and giggle from Rei as the ebony haired boy finally caught Kai under the mistletoe. They exchanged raised eyebrows and smiled at one another.
"How so?" He asked her, as she pulled out a silver and blue wrapped box.
"I couldn't wait until tomorrow morning, mind you I could hardly wait until tonight but... Merry Christmas Tyson." She blushed and hugged him, kissing him on the cheek he returned blushed.
Opening the wrapping carefully, excitement glowed in his eyes. His hands shaking he lifted the lid of the box and gasped. His eye lighting up as a sincere smile played across his lips.
"Where did you...?" He begun as she smiled, happy tears streaming down her face.
"The stars Tyson. The stars."
The End.
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Hee hee Kai and Rei kissed * giggles uncontrollably * Don't mind me… I hope you enjoyed please review and help me improve my future writings.
Oh and I hope you understand what Hilary gave him, if not well then your sad, and it does make since if you look back to chapter two I think it is…. That is all
Ja
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Tyson's adrenaline was soaring, he rushed behind Marium, determined to find Hilary now. Why did Marium know where she was, and why didn't she tell him to begin with? Was it Team Physic? Were they trying a new ploy? Or was it?
"Ozuma." he growled as the entered a section of warehouses.
By now it was late afternoon. The sunlight was giving the buildings eerie looks, as Marium slowed her pace and entered a rather dank looking place.
It took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust, but when they did the scene that befell his eyes was a disturbing one.
The four St. Shields stood posed, launchers raised. Behind them, tied to a chair was Hilary, looking tired, and exasperated, though her eyes lit up at the sight of Tyson. Her eyes were faint brown and her hair seemed ruffled but other then that she seemed fine. He sighed with relief knowing no real harm had come to her, yet.
"Tyson." She sung happily.
"I'm sorry." He blurted out, not paying attention to anything else but her, and the awareness of his heart.
"So am I." She replied looking down, with hurt eyes. "I've caused more trouble."
"Save the reunion." Ozuma snarled. "It's heart warming and all but leave it for now." He paused with his sarcastic tone, then turned so that all his attention was on Tyson. Tyson became painfully aware of the plan, and without a word pulled out his launcher and beyblade.
"We can make this easy, or difficult." Ozuma smirked, in the fading light. "You give me Dragoon and I give you Hilary." Tyson's mouth dropped open.
"What? You want me to choose between my bitbeast and my...." Pause. "Friend?"
"That would be the plan." Joseph grinned, form his position between Ozuma and Dunga.
"Or what?"
"Or we discover if her spirit could be sealed in the rock." Ozuma pulled out a dagger from a pouch on his belt. The dagger seemed to swim with colors, as it glowed a soft blue. "This knife here was used by my village, on sinful traitors or victimised captives, to release their souls and spirits from their misery."
"You can't," coughed Tyson, his throat growing all of a sudden dry.
"Want to test that theory?" The green eyed boy asked, closing the distance between himself and the struggling girl.
"Tyson, don't listen to him. You can't give up Dragoon. I'm not worth it.' She cried out.
But she was, Tyson thought to himself, That and so much more.
"I want you to make me a promise." She called out again still struggling.
"A promise? What kind?"
"Just say you promise." She groaned desperatly.
"Um... okay?" Tyson reluctantly answered.
"Say it!"
"Alright I promise!
"Good, now you can't give up Dragoon." She took the moment to grin.
"What!?! Hilary," he protested.
"That's all very nice and all, but Tyson doesn't really have a choice. I will have Dragoon and the other sacred bitbeasts. One way or another." The only reason Ozuma had let them carry on so long, was that he knew it would lead Tyson to more pain, after he stole his two favored possessions.
"There is another way out, out of honor I'd prefer a beybattle, winner takes all. Dragoon.... and Hilary."
"Nooo." Tyson's rasp whisper came out silent as a breath, as he bowed his head. That single thought, reminded him of the horrible nightmare he was now forced to relive.
"Is that so? Well then hand Dragoon over to me right now, since it's obvious that you can't handle the responsibility of the power. You choose this.... girl, over your own bitbeast?" Ozuma's words were full of the same harsh laughter Tyson knew so well in his dreams.
"I won't go down without a fight, I've never failed before and I'm not about to end my winning streak for the likes of you." Tyson responded raising his eyes to meet Ozuma's. "I will walk away with everything."
"The thing is Tyson." Ozuma paused greedily enjoying the fear he saw in Tyson's eyes. "I have everything to gain, and you have everything to loose." Tyson nodded in reply.
"You're right, but the thing is Ozuma, I always get what I want." He smirked.
Ozuma grinned at Tyson, and walked over to Hilary brandishing the knife.
"Ozuma!" Tyson's smirk was hastily removed as he watched. "Ozuma, wait I'll battle just leave Hilary alone!"
Ozuma leaned forward so he was eye to eye with her, and smiled.
"I want to try something." Placing the dagger on her forehead it shone a brighter blue as Hilary's eyes seemed to fade, and her head lolled to the side.
"What did you do to her!" Tyson demanded.
"Only what will happen next to your bitbeast, if you are fail. Now, lets continue with this fate."
Tyson eyed Hilary anxiously, concerned for her, but he knew that to save her he must fight. "Alright, I'm ready you are."
"Now! 3-2-1 LET IT RIP!" Both boys rose their launchers over their heads and put everything into their launch. The beyblades immediately started to attack one another, sending sparks flying in the dark warehouse.
Tyson never felt as much power coming from Dragoon as he did now. The connection was immense and made him feel powerful, he knew that everything was on the line for him, and he had to win.
"Dragoon Attack!" He hollered, trying to keep his focus on not only the battle before him, but Hilary and the other St. Shields.
"Make mince meat out of him Ozuma!" Dunga egged on his leader.
"Flash Leopard! Incinerate him!" Ozuma shouted forcing all his strength into his blade.
This was going to be difficult. Tyson knew he had never fought an opponent with as much power as Ozuma, but Dragoon, and Hilary's fate was on the line. He was no longer fighting for only himself. He was fighting for everything that had value to him.
The blades waited only moments after attacking one another before they tested the limits. Dragoon took the lead spinning frantically out of the way and past the St. Shields, up a stair case railing and onto the upper levels. However Flash Leopard was it fast pursuit and wouldn't let Dragoon get the best of him.
The sparks that ignited off the beyblades showered down below where it feel around Hilary and reflected in her vacant eyes. Tyson felt a longing for her not understanding what had happened to her. Overhead Dragoon was giving his one hundred and ten percent for Tyson. Interlinked Dragoon knew every thought of his blader's before Tyson commanded his actions, they remained one step ahead of Flash Leopard.
"Wondering what happened to Hilary?" Ozuma asked Tyson only momentarily looking away from the battle. "I took some of her 'spirit,' you know the same way I would have with a bitbeast. You fail in your mission, then both she and Dragoon will be sealed. The only difference is Hilary will die, Dragoon will just be confined in the rock forever." He paused and turned to watch Tyson who was paying more attention to the beyblades then Ozuma's distracting words. "Remember that when you have nothing."
Tyson stomach tightened as the fear and intensity grew in his eyes. "Won't happen Ozuma! Go Dragoon!" He yelled as Dragoon attacked Flash leopard sending him flying to the ground. The blade almost fell but because of sheer determination, Ozuma managed to get him upright and counter attacked on Dragoon who had shortly after followed to the ground. Ozuma's blade was ruthless attacking Dragoon over and over again. Tyson cringed and backed up slowly, sweating, he lowered himself to his knees.
"Just keep telling yourself that, but I might as well tell you, well your busy battling, Hilary is growing weaker and weaker. If you wait to long there will be nothing left of her."
"No."
"Yes." Ozuma smirked. "Flash Leopard!" Again the blade attacked Dragoon, well Tyson gaped at both Hilary and Dragoon. The blade cornered his beloved Dragoon attacking him with powerful skill and leaving no chance for neither an offensive nor defensive move. Tyson was loosing.
How could he win? Ozuma had everything. Tyson had nothing. He watched as slowly Hilary's eyes grew dilated and Dragoon lost power. There was no way. He was going to loose, and Ozuma was going to take it all. It would be like a piece of his soul in exchange for misery. Dragoon slowed again, now starting to wobble.
"No, Tyson..." A weak voice trailed off. "Tyson I believe in you, believe in yourself." Tyson looked up not sure if it was Hilary he was hearing or his imagination. "Don't do it for me, or even Dragoon, do it for yourself. You are better then that."
"Hilary?"
"Yes?"
"Where are you?"
"Believe in yourself, I believe in you. I trust my life to you. You have always been there for me even if you didn't want to believe it, you were. Please fight harder then this. I know you can."
"I will!" Tyson rose to his feet. "Go Dragoon!" The beyblade started to spin faster and faster now igniting a blue light. "Dragoon!" The light grew until it filled the whole stadium, the wind ripped at his clothes. He held his fists up. A determined look seemed to posses him. "Come on Dragoon! Lets show Ozuma what happens when he messes with my friends! See Ozuma, I'm fighting for someone, you are only fighting for an unnecessary age old mission. You don't know real loss"
Ozuma watched the other boy he seemed in a daze, murmuring to himself he watched the battle as vacantly as Hilary. Then...
"No." Ozuma moaned. "How could he gain so much power?" Tyson was making a recovery. "I had him on the run!" The wind circled the confined area as boxes tumbled and loose objects became air borne.
"Now whose failing?" Tyson asked with a mischievous smirk on his face. "You might have thought you got the best of me but there was more.
"Flash Leopard!" The leopard bitbeasts towered over it's beyblade from the spot where it had been pushed away by Tyson. "I think not! Attack!" Flash leopard bounded towards Dragoon, throwing himself into the other bitbeasts causing a tremendous noise." The wind picked up as Tyson fought back the oncoming power, pushing his limit to the max.
"Come on Dragoon!" He shouted bracing himself against the wind and utter power. Everything he had he placed in his bitbeast, his strength and weaknesses, his hopes and dreams. His determination and ambitious stubborn attitude. Atlas he reached with his mind for his love for Hilary and placed it into the power. "This ones for Hilary! Attack!"
Dragoon V2 execlerated immediately as if knowing Tyson's thoughts meant victory. It attacked Flash Leopard, using his turn, now not to let up. Flash leopard slowly lost ground, as Dragoon came at all angles at ones and attacked sending him flying into the air.
"Noooo!"
"Let it Rip!"
"Go Vortex ape!"
"Attack!" Joseph, Marium and Dunga all released their blades getting in on the action. Immediately three new lights shot out as all the bit beasts fought for control.
Sweating Tyson grinned with grim determination, however the distraction gave Ozuma a chance to recover.
"Flash leopard!"
"Vanishing Move!"
"Vortex Ape!"
"Shark Wraith!"
The St. Shields regrouped and attacked as one, sending both the beyblade and blader back into a wall. Tyson groaned but tried to reclaim his footing, while clutching a rib. Near by Dragoon spun feebly but yet still continued.
"That's it Dragoon we will never give up!" He told the blade grinning. "They could have a whole swat team on us and still I'm never gonna give up, not again!" He laughed and braced himself for another leap of strength.
"What are you laughing about? Don't you understand this is the end? It's all over we've have you beat. We will have your bitbeast and your little girlfriend." Ozuma screamed with angry at Tyson's stubborn disposition. The repercussion was an eager look of power from Tyson.
"Never!" He liked the way the word fell over him, Hilary, did mean that much to him. Why hadn't he realized it before? He watched her one last time, drawing strength from her empty eyes that seemed to light up slightly. Was she going to be okay?
"Lets Go!" Dragoon attacked again as the other blades attacked him at once. The wind wipped faster as windows broke and the objects flew into walls, nothing was left untouched by the raw power of it all.
The air was a mess of metal as four blades were shredded to pieces. The four St. Shield had matching shocked expressions. How had me managed to fight them all off? Ozuma wondered with anger, near by Hilary was regaining consciousness for the dagger nearby had shattered.
Tyson grinned and brought a hand up behind his head in a victorious motion, but as he watched Dragoon, he was stricken by confusion. He'd seen victory before and this wasn't it.
Dragoon wobbled almost about to fall when the bitbeast began to shimmer and then the image fractured, breaking up and fading away until it was no longer there. Tyson watched wide eyed as the blade came to a stop and crumbled into tiny splinters of metal, there was nothing left even the bit chip was shattered.
"Dragoon! No!" He stumbled forward exhausted by his efforts in the battle and knelt down to pick up the remains of his beyblade. "No, Dragoon," he coughed. "Dragoon come on, this is a nightmare, isn't it?" He looked around with tears welling into his eyes, the St. Shields had gathered their parts and were making for the exit. Hilary watched Tyson with regained life, she pulled at her ties until free.
"Tyson!" she called out with a sob in her voice.
"Hilary." He looked from his torn up blade in his two hands to her, and at last fell firmly to his knees sobbing, he collapsed to the ground just as she threw her arms around him.
"Tyson, I'm sorry." She cried holding him in her arms.
"He's gone, I don't understand, I won, why did I loose him? I almost lost you, and I lost him. I failed." He looked at her tears streaming down her face.
It was the saddest scene Hilary had ever witnessed as the scratched up boy cried in agony and pain. She couldn't find the right words. "Thank you Tyson. It's my fault. I wished he would break, but it's not true. I know he meant the world to you."
He looked at his palms again. "Not the whole world, you filled the other half." He murmured under as his breath and he slumped himself against her. "I know you didn't mean it. I pushed him to hard. And now, he's gone," he sobbed.
He wanted to feel happy, he had saved Hilary but his bitbeast was gone. He felt as if he had betrayed the one thing that hadn't had a choice it it's fate. He smiled at Hilary, glad to see her eyes chocolatly brown and filled with life again. He was so confused, torn in two, the pain was like nothing possible, and when he moved his whole body hurt. However there was Hilary once so lifeless, now, so full of love.
"Were you talking to me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well during the beybattle I thought I heard you talking to me." Tyson told her slomenly, looking down into his hands.
She shook her head sadly. "No, I was lost in the darkness."
He nodded and positioned himself so he had his arms around her, still clutching the fragments in either hand. "I'm sorry, that I couldn't help. Thank you though, you inspired me."
She gave him a questioning look but shrugged it off. "He'll return."
"I hope so."
"He will."
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Together the two walked home slowly. It had grown dark and neither was in a hurry. Tyson was using Hilary as a support since he seemed to have broken a rib or two. Even though he wasn't in a rush anyways, he enjoyed her warm touch. He still refused to let go of the pieces of Dragoon, but somehow he felt as if he hadn't gone far.
Hilary smiled and watched the midnight blue haired boy as he struggled to walk home.
"Are you going to be Okay?"
"You ask me that alot," he paused. "I fell out of a tree."
"You what?"
"I fell out of a tree, when I hurt my ankle the second time." He blushed and looked away.
"How'd you manage that?"
"I- I uh... I was um..."
"Cat got your tongue? That's unusual, usually we can't get you to shut up." She laughed as he mocked a glare at her and laughed himself.
"It was the tree outside your room."
"It wasn't a dream?" She gasped and almost lost hold of him as he stumbled over a rock.
"Ow watch it. You saw me?" he asked bringing their pace to a halt.
"Yea," she nodded. "I thought it was dream because I had a nightmare before that, about you."
"About me?"
"The building collapsed on you," she cringed and clenched her free fist. "I couldn't stop it and I had to watch." A single tear ran down her face as he wiped it away. "I wanted to help but it was useless, you were right in front of my and then the Team Physic headquarters fell, trapping you forever." She sobbed her last word.
"Ozuma, had you I was worried he had taken you from me for good. When I awoke I thought for sure that you weren't alright so I went to check."
"And you fell out of the tree." She giggled as he blushed again.
"I thought I heard you parents waking up." Their laughter rang out over the cool night as they embraced one another happy to be alive. Overhead the stars shone brighter then normal.
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A month later the Bladebreakers laughed at Grandpa's funny Christmas decorations.
"Grandpa is that a reindeer or Rei?" Max asked examining a particularly funny looking ornament.
"Funny Max." Rei laughed sarcasticly.
Kai was even in the spirit for he wore a smile and a twinkle in his eyes that the Bladebreakers saw more and more as they got to know him. Kenny was searching through a list of music he had downloaded on Dizzi, seeking out Christmas carols.
Max and Rei tugged at Kai's scarf as he growled and tried to get away but they just laughed dragging him around by the material. Rei wore a bell around his neck that Max had found, that jingled at every movement.
***Flashback
"I found you a bell Rei!" Max laughed dangling a small silver bell from a red ribbon.
"And what would I want with a bell?"
"To wear it?" Kai suggested with a mischievous grin as he leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.
"I'm not a cat." Rei responded with his hands on his hips frowning.
'No... It's for Christmas dude." Max laughed but despite protest, wrestled Rei to the ground tying the small bell around his neck. Which he still hadn't taken off.
***/flashback
Max had brought the spirit of Christmas from America with help from his parents, who were now helping Grandpa make dinner in the kitchen.
Tyson sat on the dojo steps, watching his breath and the stars. The last month had filled him with a mixture of emotions. He and Hilary had begun again and had spent hours on end talking, and going for walks. He had helped the other Bladebreakers train but was reluctant to try it again himself. Kenny had remade an earlier version of Dragoon for him, but it wasn't the same. He knew the other's didn't like the fact that he had just 'given up,' but he also knew he'd return to the sport one day. The new blade was good and all but it wasn't the same, and usually it's spent his time in his pocket or on his desk.
"Tyson?" He turned, wincing from the still lingering pain in his ribs, to watch Hilary exit the dojo closing the door behind her, locking in the light. "Aren't you cold?"
"Yea," he admitted laughing, "but don't tell Kai, he might think I'm weak." She laughed. She wore a green skirt and a red sweater with a red and white Santa hat with a bell on the end. "You seem festive."
"Don't like it?" She asked.
'Did I say that?"
"I guess not." They both laughed for no matter how the close they were now a days, there was still the old air of arguments, that now ended only in laughter. "I have something for you." They both tried to ignore a gasp from Kai and giggle from Rei as the ebony haired boy finally caught Kai under the mistletoe. They exchanged raised eyebrows and smiled at one another.
"How so?" He asked her, as she pulled out a silver and blue wrapped box.
"I couldn't wait until tomorrow morning, mind you I could hardly wait until tonight but... Merry Christmas Tyson." She blushed and hugged him, kissing him on the cheek he returned blushed.
Opening the wrapping carefully, excitement glowed in his eyes. His hands shaking he lifted the lid of the box and gasped. His eye lighting up as a sincere smile played across his lips.
"Where did you...?" He begun as she smiled, happy tears streaming down her face.
"The stars Tyson. The stars."
The End.
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Hee hee Kai and Rei kissed * giggles uncontrollably * Don't mind me… I hope you enjoyed please review and help me improve my future writings.
Oh and I hope you understand what Hilary gave him, if not well then your sad, and it does make since if you look back to chapter two I think it is…. That is all
Ja