Beyblade: Final Battle

Please R+R... maybe

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade. Is that clear enough by now?

Author's Note: Wow, I'm still going after fifteen(not including prologue)chapters! I intend to keep on going for a looonng time, because there are so many unused BB ideas in my head. So strap your seatbelts, and get ready for a crazy ride.

PS. Warning: This episode has major corn, because I'm not very good when it comes to writing emotional scenes. Sorry! : P

Episode Sixteen: The Ultimate Force.... Friendship.

"Wait," Tyson said, exasperated. "Give me one more chance.... I can defeat your drones, AND your top blader."

"Oh really, is that so?" Zagart asked, with deep interest. "Very well. However, if you fail once more, you can consider your friends as good as dead."

Despite this rude remark, Tyson chuckled. "You're wrong Zagart.... I will never be seperated from my friends. Even now, I can use their strength against you."

Zeo laughed. "Ha, that's not physically possible. Is the world champ out of his mind?"

Tyson took out all of the things in his possession: the Magnum Shooter, Gaia Dragoon, Driger, Dranzer, and even his Dragoon bit chip, which he had nearly forgotten about. He then started to assemble the ultimate blade: Gaia Dragoon attack ring, Driger weight disk, Dranzer blade base/spin gear, and to top it off, his bit chip.

Zeo looked mildly impressed. "Interesting combination... however, you cannot stand up against the brute force of all twenty of my drones."

Tyson finished the assembly, and attached the new blade onto Kenny's Magnum shooter. "Just watch me. With the power of friendship, there are no limits to the strength you can achieve."

Zeo growled, slightly offended. "You want to test that out against me?" he yelled. "Fine then. Let it rip!" All of the drones relaunched their blades, and Tyson did the same. The newly customized blade seemed to have the upper hand; as it began to trash all of the other blades.

The drones glowed in panic, and began murmuring robot talk amongst themselves. "Beep-beep-beepbop," one of them screeched.

"Boo-ba-bee-baloo," another one replied. They all tilted their main bodies forward, as if nodding to each other. Finally, they had all reached a compromise.

"Change target receptor to beyblader Tyson," they all beeped at once. The beyblades stopped attacking Dragoon (A/N: I will refer the custom beyblade as this, since it has the Dragoon bit chip) and headed straight for Tyson! Tyson screamed in agony as all twenty, sharp and heavy beyblades attacked him, opening many cuts on his body.

He fell to his knees, and clutched his chest as blood came pouring from it. "W-What kind of game do you take this for?" he barely stuttered.

Zeo laughed, shaken by the fact that a world-champ was reduced to a bloody mass. "How pathetic..." he murmured. "Even a champ can't stand up to a couple of drones. "

Tyson's sight started to get blurry, as he watched Dragoon, just barely hanging on, and spinning in front of him. The thought finally occurred to him. He was going to lose a second time, and there was nothing that could help him now. Nothing. "TTyyson..." a voice murmured, with concern. "Our bond is deep, and I am able sense your doubts. Do not give up... you've already come this far. Our only hope of winning is for you to use your remaining strength to summon me. "

"D-Dragoon?" Tyson mumbled, slight surprised that his bit beast was able to talk, even when it wasn't summoned. "I'm not sure if I can do it. Don't you see? They've already got the upper hand, there's no way I can win. I realize now that my sacrifice will be in vain, and I'll never be able to see my friends again." He struggled as he felt the blood rushing out of him. At this rate, he would be killed by lack of blood.

Dragoon was silent for a moment, as he watched both his best friend, and guardian slowly die. There was nothing much he could do, except comfort his master as the minutes went by, and the drones stood there in triumph, confident that they had won. Then he grinned. He started laughing, as Tyson stared at him with surprise. "What so funny?" he asked, feeling slightly relieved.

"Master, you said it yourself: With the power of friendship, there are no limits to the strength you can achieve. It's all very clear now; we must use the power of our friends to win this battle."

Tyson looked taken a back, and a bit skeptical. "You really think so, Dragoon?" he asked, using all of his strength to pull up his own weight. "Well if you're up for it, I'm willing to give it a try." He gripped his launcher tightly, and focused on all the friends he was fighting for. The pain didn't go away.

"Hahaha, touching!" Zeo cried over the speakers. "Some friends they are. Drones, finish him off!" The drones advanced, sending their beyblades towards Tyson. But at that very moment, they stopped as Dragoon started to glow.

"It's time to come out, DRAGOON!!!" Tyson shouted. The great blue Dragon emerged from it's chip, snarling maliciously. "DESTROY THEM ALL! MAKE THEM PAY FOR WHAT THEY'VE DONE!!!" Tyson's face grew intense with fury.... as if he and his bit chip felt exactly the same thing. Anger... revenge on what happened to their team mates, and their fellow bit beasts. Dragoon channeled this anger into the form of an all-out assault, and began to slice the drones up, one by one. They exploded on impact, causing the battle to end abruptly. They had won this time.

A slight clap was heard over the speakers. "Well done Tyson, you've defeated our most advanced drones. However, judging from your current condition, you won't be able to defeat the team leader, Seth. Good luck trying, because he'll be twice the challenge of all twenty drones," Zagart stated. The speakers clicked off. However, Tyson was already running to the last level. What if he was too late? Still, he didn't want to think about it. Otherwise, his battles truly would be in vain.

"I'm here, so where's this Seth guy?" Tyson inquired.

A tall, oddly dressed boy emerged from the shadows. He had bright red hair that was spiked sideways. "I'm Seth. I'll be your opponent," the boy said in an unusually polite manner.

Tyson simply drew out his launcher. "Cheap mind tricks won't fool me," Tyson declared. "I'm here for one thing only: to rescue my friends."

Seth shrugged, and also withdrew his launcher. "Just say the word," he said, stepping up to the dish.

"3....2.....1.... let it rip!" They launched their respective blades into the dish, which smashed each other upon impact.

Tyson struggled, still feeling very injured from his last battle. This was evident when Seth's blade gained the upper hand, and started to outdo Dragoon. "You're mine," Seth said, confident that this match was already in the bag. "It's time to kick things up a notch!" His purple beyblade leapt until it hit the roof, damaging itself.

"What kind of strategy is that?" Tyson asked, perplexed. At that very moment, a couple of steel plates came tumbling from above.

To Be Continued....

Author's Note: The double chapter will probably be soon, so expect it. Also, I might be writing a NARUTO fic in the new future, so you can look out for it. Today's spoiler: It will take all of Tyson's strength to defeat the blader named Seth, but at the same time, he doesn't want to seem to quit. Watch Seth use every trick in the bag to win.... and also see what Tyson has up his sleeve. The Wolf Pack Saga will probably end in the next chapter, that is.... if they don't return later :). Then, if all is resolved, the semi-final of Zody's tournament will come into play, as well as a couple more surprises. Tune in to the next episode, and don't forget to review!