Beyblade: Final Battle

Please R+R this chapter or others. Preferably the whole thing.

Expect to see the real action begin in the near future. Superior bit beasts, techniques, challenges, and of courses, many twists. And uh.... excuse me if this chapter is kind of sloppy.

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade in any way.

Episode Eleven: The Return of xxx!

It was morning time, and everything was normal at the Granger residence. Well, almost everything. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" yelled Tyson, spraying spit over Dandy's face.

Dandy wiped the spit off his face, annoyed. "It's none of your information. I won't tell you," he answered.

"You will too!" Tyson shouted back, right into Dandy's ear. The argument went on for several minutes, until Tyson gave up trying. Dandy was as stubborn as ever, and nothing could change that.

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"Good morning Grandpa," Hilary said, as she walked through the front gates.

The old man paused to greet her. "Morning Hil. Haven't seen you in a while. Where have ye been?"

"Oh you know... at home, doing homework, the usual," she replied quickly. She avoided the old man's gaze, and walked into the front door.

Grandpa appeared to be shocked. "Now that's one straangge dudette," he muttered, going back to his kendo training.

"So you finally decided to come back," said Hilary, addressing Dandy. "Where have you been? Have you received any word of Max?"

Dandy paused for a minute, considering the current situation. "Err- nope," he lied. "Nothing on him. I'm getting worried."

Tyson just sighed. "I really wish he would just stop hiding already. I feel so helpless..." He crossed his arms in front of him. There was a brief silence. Then suddenly, by instinct, Tyson unfolded his arms, and stood up. "Yikes, I forgot! Kenny, Ray, and Kai are at the beach devising a new training program. I'm suppose to meet them there!" He ran outside, without closing the door behind him.

"Wait, we're coming too!" Dandy yelled.

*At the beach*

"C' mon, c' mon, twenty more laps around the sand! You call that training? An ant has more endurance than you do, so move it!" yelled Hilary.

Kenny, as usual, was analyzing their progress. "Hmm... excellent progress. I believe we can have lunch now. What say we go fishing?"

Tyson groaned. "I can barely move my arms, much less a fishing pole. I hope this isn't part of the training program."

Kenny grinned slyly. "You bet." He handed all four of them fishing poles, watching their glum expressions with extreme pleasure.

"That training program needs another update," muttered Kai, accepting his fishing pole reluctantly. They walked over to the ocean shore, and cast their lines over the water.

"Hopefully, this activity will help increase their arm endurance... for a better launch," Kenny told Hilary.

"I see..." Hilary stated in understanding. "Oh well, the point is that they're catching us free lunch. Who can complain about that?" They watched as the four bladers stood their for a hours, with little success. By the end of the day, Kai had caught four fish, Ray had caught two, Dandy caught an old boot, and Tyson received nothing.

"We just have enough for everybody, so that counts as one fish per person," said Ray.

"Heh, Kai seems to have a knack for fishing," Tyson noted.

"Hmpf," Kai murmured, in his usual arrogant tone.

"Well, it doesn't really matter," Dandy spoke up. "Let's dig in!"

Hilary rolled her eyes. "Uh... we kind of have to cook them first?"

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"Alright, training is finished for today," Kenny announced. "Good job everyone."

Unfortunately, "everyone" was too tired to respond, and merely nodded on their way back to Tyson's house. It was already three am at noon, and the temperature was about nine-hundred-billion degrees. "Good riddance, it's about time," Ray moaned, being the only person to talk.

"Not quite. I believe it's time to put your skills top the test," another voice stated. They all turned around, confused at where the voice came from.

"Up there!" Dandy yelled, pointing to the lamp post. It was none other than Zeo who stood at the top.

Tyson smiled. "Hey, good to see you old bud," he said calmly. "If your looking for a beybattle, I don't think we can fight just now. We're all really exhausted from training."

Zeo frowned. "Battle now. Program target Tyson. Eliminate." He took out a high-tech launcher, and an upgraded version of Burning Kerberous.

Kai went wide-eyed. "Still haven't got that out of your system, eh?" he said, taking out his own launcher. "Well forget it. You're not stealing any of our bit beasts ever again."

Kenny and Hilary stared at the two in panic. It was too risky... what if Kai lost Dranzer again? What if Zeo was even more powerful than he was the last time they had met him?

"Don't do it Kai. We can't afford failure until we know what you're up against," Kenny informed him.

As if in response, another voice started to laugh maniacally. "You're right Blade breakers. I didn't intend for you to battle him yet, but I just wanted to show you that he got a little 'upgrade'. You see, the old Zeo was incapable of capturing your old bit beasts. This new model has only one thing in mind: to defeat and capture Dragoon, Dranzer, Draciel, and Driger. With this ability, no emotions will possibly get in his way. Soon, Zeo will become my human son once more! Bwah ha ha ha ha!" The voice crackled off, which came from a speaker attached to Zeo's wristband. There was no mistaking it... it was none other than Dr.Zagart, and he was back for revenge.

There was silence as Zeo jumped away, without taking a second glance behind him. "Poor kid... I feel so sorry for him." Hilary muttered.

*The Next Day*

Tyson, Kenny, and Hilary were enjoying a day off, without the regularly scheduled training program. It just seems like really nice day... and a fine time to relax outside. However, Tyson, despite being who he was, could do any thing BUT relax. The confrontation with Zeo yesterday seemed to shake him up a bit. "Why did it have to happen again?" he thought. "Do I have to face you in another battle?" He then thought of Max, Zody's tournament, the world tournament, the mysterious bladers/ Archers, the Dandy mystery.... everything seemed to happen all at once. It was all because of this "beyblade thing". Everything was tied up to Beyblade... he was getting sick and tired of all this.

"Guys... I have an announcement to make," Tyson spoke up. "I've quit beyblading for good."

To Be Continued....

Author's Note: Bwah haha! Tyson has quit beyblade under the amount of stress! Toon in next time to see what will be the fate of this decision. Don't forget to R+R!