Hullo. Thanks for all your lovely reviews!
MERRY XMAS EVERYONE!!!
Disclaimer- Same as before, I don't own beyblade, though seeing as Christmas is the season of good will, I was hoping that they would just give it to me for free!!! ...Maybe not
Ok, here goes.
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"Well, just look at what the cat dragged in," The occupant of the room rose from the bed frowning at Zeo through cold eyes. "A new puppet for BIOVOLT."
Zeo stood up, although he was still shorter than the boy with the cold eyes, he was just as arrogant. "Are you one of those puppets then?" he said coolly, seeing what reaction this made.
The boy was silent and then moved towards Zeo, "Learn your place here, not that I imagine you'll be staying long," He held out his hand "I'm Tala," but withdrew his hand again before Zeo could shake it.
"Go to sleep now, you'll need it,"
~*~*~*~*
I was rudely awakened the next morning by a loud bell that seemed to last forever. I looked around for Tala, but I couldn't see him. Then I was literally dragged out of bed by a stranger in black and taken deeper into the abbey. The corridors were thin and musty, water dripped from ceilings and camera lenses glinted from the ceilings blinking red lights at us, following our every move. We passed cells on the way down, some with people moaning and so thin you could see their ribs. I tried not to look at their faces, it was creepy.
After walking further down, we reached giant wooden doors carved into the rock. The man tapped on it twice and the door creaked open to reveal a large room. The ceiling was about 8 metres high and was decorated with an array of candelabras, which threw flickering light over the instruments below. I'm not entirely sure what they are, but some of them looked menacing, like medieval torture devices. I was led into the centre of the room between a chair with thousands of razor sharp knives embedded in the wood and a cage with what looked like claws to hold you down. There stood a small group of people, some looking scared, others looking as if they did this every day. Boris approached.
"My dear bladers, welcome to one of BIOVOLT'S greatest creations. This is where many of our top class bladers are trained, in this very room you are standing in. We will make champions of you all, unless you are weak, then you will be dealt with accordingly." His eyes lingered on the chair to my left. He cleared his throat and continued.
"I trust you will all be completely loyal to us and work your hardest, we wouldn't want to upset us would you?" A few feeble mumbles emerged from the crowd and a few heads shook, but Boris, seeming dissatisfied with the response, set us off working at once. I have never known anyone to be so cruel.
~*~*~*~*
"Well that went well Voltaire," Boris stood at his superior's desk with a smirk on his face. All the bladers were worn out, but he didn't care about how well trained they all were, just a special one.
"You didn't overwork them did you?"
"Certainly not, just the usual routine, but that's nothing later the real tests will begin."
"Hmm, I'm not sure that I trust you with them, Boris, I think you may have the wrong approach."
""W-Why sir, how could you say such a thing, I have been totally loyal to you and BIOVOLT, I..."
"Silence!"
"I apologise, Voltaire I must go now, I haven't' quite finished all the training."
"Of course, go ahead." Voltaire leaned back in his chair and smiled, his plan was falling into place and soon they would control all the bit-beasts in the world thanks to one little blader.
~*~*~*~*~
La! There we go. BYE!!! Have a great xmas.
Update in a week, maybe.
((~(^-^)~))
MERRY XMAS EVERYONE!!!
Disclaimer- Same as before, I don't own beyblade, though seeing as Christmas is the season of good will, I was hoping that they would just give it to me for free!!! ...Maybe not
Ok, here goes.
~*~*~*~*
"Well, just look at what the cat dragged in," The occupant of the room rose from the bed frowning at Zeo through cold eyes. "A new puppet for BIOVOLT."
Zeo stood up, although he was still shorter than the boy with the cold eyes, he was just as arrogant. "Are you one of those puppets then?" he said coolly, seeing what reaction this made.
The boy was silent and then moved towards Zeo, "Learn your place here, not that I imagine you'll be staying long," He held out his hand "I'm Tala," but withdrew his hand again before Zeo could shake it.
"Go to sleep now, you'll need it,"
~*~*~*~*
I was rudely awakened the next morning by a loud bell that seemed to last forever. I looked around for Tala, but I couldn't see him. Then I was literally dragged out of bed by a stranger in black and taken deeper into the abbey. The corridors were thin and musty, water dripped from ceilings and camera lenses glinted from the ceilings blinking red lights at us, following our every move. We passed cells on the way down, some with people moaning and so thin you could see their ribs. I tried not to look at their faces, it was creepy.
After walking further down, we reached giant wooden doors carved into the rock. The man tapped on it twice and the door creaked open to reveal a large room. The ceiling was about 8 metres high and was decorated with an array of candelabras, which threw flickering light over the instruments below. I'm not entirely sure what they are, but some of them looked menacing, like medieval torture devices. I was led into the centre of the room between a chair with thousands of razor sharp knives embedded in the wood and a cage with what looked like claws to hold you down. There stood a small group of people, some looking scared, others looking as if they did this every day. Boris approached.
"My dear bladers, welcome to one of BIOVOLT'S greatest creations. This is where many of our top class bladers are trained, in this very room you are standing in. We will make champions of you all, unless you are weak, then you will be dealt with accordingly." His eyes lingered on the chair to my left. He cleared his throat and continued.
"I trust you will all be completely loyal to us and work your hardest, we wouldn't want to upset us would you?" A few feeble mumbles emerged from the crowd and a few heads shook, but Boris, seeming dissatisfied with the response, set us off working at once. I have never known anyone to be so cruel.
~*~*~*~*
"Well that went well Voltaire," Boris stood at his superior's desk with a smirk on his face. All the bladers were worn out, but he didn't care about how well trained they all were, just a special one.
"You didn't overwork them did you?"
"Certainly not, just the usual routine, but that's nothing later the real tests will begin."
"Hmm, I'm not sure that I trust you with them, Boris, I think you may have the wrong approach."
""W-Why sir, how could you say such a thing, I have been totally loyal to you and BIOVOLT, I..."
"Silence!"
"I apologise, Voltaire I must go now, I haven't' quite finished all the training."
"Of course, go ahead." Voltaire leaned back in his chair and smiled, his plan was falling into place and soon they would control all the bit-beasts in the world thanks to one little blader.
~*~*~*~*~
La! There we go. BYE!!! Have a great xmas.
Update in a week, maybe.
((~(^-^)~))