KurayamiTenshi: Hey peoplez! Hope you like my fic…it's my first one, so please review:puppy dog eyes:
Mysterious voice: Aren't you forgetting something?
KurayamiTenshi: Hmm? Forgetting what:looks away innocently:
Mysterious voice: sighs She doesn't own anything, so don't sue her…she probably isn't smart enough to understand the word 'sue' anyway…
KurayamiTenshi: Hey!
Mysterious voice: Just get on with it already.
KurayamiTenshi: Well, here it is…
Elimination Tournament
Chapter 1 - It Starts
The alarm bell rang once.
No response was seen from the sleeping boy, whose dark blue hair was splayed over the blanket.
The alarm bell rang again, this time at a louder, higher pitch.
Still no response.
"Tyson! Breakfast!" bellowed an old man dressed in a kendo uniform, standing at the door. Instantly, the boy was awake, snapping his eyes open and practically jumping up.
"Got'cha there, lil dude," chuckled the old man.
"Grandpa!" groaned Tyson.
"You've got yer pals waitin' for ye outside," informed Grandpa before going outside to get some more 'willing' students.
Tyson hurriedly changed before dashing outside.
"Hey guys . . ."
Standing outside were the Bladebreakers, (A/N is it one or two words?) with Mr Dickinson. Which could only mean one thing . . .
"A TOURNAMENT!"
Max and Rei laughed as Tyson raised his fist with Dragoon clenched in it. Kenny shook his head before turning his attention back to Dizzy, while Kai stood some distance away from everyone else.
"Correct, Tyson," said Mr Dickinson with a smile. "The tournament is called Elimination."
"Elimination?" echoed Rei questioningly. "What's with the name?"
"To get to the finals, you have to not lose a battle. The most you can lose to qualify is one round for that battle, compared to last time when you had to win two out of three. This is to make sure that the teams that ultimately qualify for the finals all have equally strong players, with the exception of maybe one slightly better blader," answered Mr Dickinson. "So basically they only want a team to qualify that has no stragglers."
"Oh."
"Well, I'll leave you boys to train. Go to the airport at 10 am sharp on Wednesday next week. I'll see you at your arrival airport; I promised that I'd take another team to the hotel as well as you. Oh, and be sure to be nice to the other team alright? See you then boys."
"What are we waiting for?" yelled Tyson enthusiastically, preparing to launch. "Let it rip!"
"Hey guys, look at this," call Kenny about five minutes into training. Everyone crowded around, except Kai who preferred to stay a distance away. (A/N am I the only one who seems to see that whenever the team's together, Kai seems to be standing a little away from everyone else?) "The current champions of the Elimination Tournaments are a team called the Dark Angels."
"Dark Angels?" repeated Max, leaning closer to the laptop.
"Yes. The entered last year, and it seems they didn't lose a single match in the whole tournament, not even in the finals!" Kenny was looking very panicky about now.
"Calm down, Chief," said Dizzy.
Tyson relaunched Dragoon and watched it zigzagging along the ground.
"The Dark Angels, huh? Well, this year they're gonna lose to the Bladebreakers!"
"Oh yeah! Go Emerald! Whoohoo!"
Anyone watching the girl dancing precariously on the edge of the bey dish would have thought her insane…if it wasn't for the fact that her beyblade was trashing her opponents . . .
"Yay!" cheered the girl, doing a wild spin and nearly toppling off the edge of the dish.
: Friends sweat dropped anime style:
"Uh, Akai? People are staring . . ." ventured one of them.
"Huh?" For a moment, Akai's startling green eyes registered confusion. "Oh! Good match," she told her stunned opponent as she caught Emerald and jumped down. She hugged her, by now in-shock opponent before joining her friends.
Her friends grinned at her. She smiled back, turning the heads of many in the park.
Akai had a developingfigure most girls her age would die for, with a delicate looking face. Her emerald green eyes added an air of mystery to her Asian good looks and pale complexion accented by her raven-coloured hair.
This particular group of people were very similar in appearance, all having the same jet-black hair, but oddly enough, none having the traditional brown eyes common to people of Asian descent.
Meia, the girl who had spoken to Akai earlier, had deep, lavender coloured eyes, with her hair cut stylishly short.
"Let's go back to the hotel," suggested another girl, this time with dark blue eyes.
"Good idea, Miyako. Let's go! Don't fall behind, Reni," sang Akai cheerfully as they set off.
A week later
Tyson's grandfather stood over a sleeping Tyson, a devilish glint in his eyes. In his hands was a bucket of water, and a few things floating in it that looked suspiciously like ice blocks…
"Ahhh!" yelled a wet and annoyed, but wide-awake Tyson.
Grandpa shoved a clock in his face. /9:55 am? Hmm . . .why does that bother me/
Tyson looked up at a calendar. Wednesday. Suddenly everything clicked.
"I have FIVE minutes to get to the AIRPORT! Bye Grandpa!" shouted Tyson as he raced outside, after hurriedly changing. Never had he sprinted so fast.
KurayamiTenshi: So…what do you think of it? Please R&R and tell me what you think…
Mysterious voice: You already told them that at the start
KurayamiTenshi: Shut up! Uh…yes…see you soon?