Thanks again to those that have reviewed. I'm really SORRY about re-writing the series, but I promise things will begin to change again in the next chapter or so. Also I may be a little slow in updating for the next week or two, because I'm moving house and have to spend a lot of my free time packing up my things.
Chapter 7: A Wicked Wind Blows
The next day the Bladebreakers once again made there way to the tournament for Ray's match against Bryan.
Brad Best: "Welcome back to BioVolt stadium, I'm Brad Best here with the ever excitable AJ Topper, your thoughts on the tournament finals so far AJ".
AJ Topper: "What's the Russian word for 'steam roll' Brad, the Bladebreakers are getting absolutely crushed".
DJ Jazzman: "Hello everyone it's time for the second match of the world finals, the power house favorites the Demolition Boys vs. the rough and tumble up starts the Bladebreakers, and that's sure what they need today a big time break".
"Don't ride us out yet bandanna boy" said Dizzi from where she lay on Kenny's lap.
DJ Jazzman: "This pivotal head to head battle will feature the player in white whose dynamite, Ray"
Ray got up from where he sat and began to walk to the beyblade dish.
"Ray, our fate is now totally in your hands," said Tyson.
"Yeah make us proud" added Kenny
"Oh yeah" Max had to join in the conversation some how.
"Thanks you guys," said Ray
"Good luck" Kai added before Ray continued walking.
Brad Best: "I wouldn't want to be Ray coming off the bench under these circumstances"
AJ Topper: "As long as he has Driger he's still got a shot".
Brad Best -said sarcastically:"Yeah and I got a shot at singing in The Vienna Boys choir".
DJ Jazzman: "And his competitor the brutal the intense the mysterious Bryan".
Brad Best: "Mysterious is right, we know nothing about him except that he has his falcon bit beast named Falborg".
AJ Topper: "And that he needs a sun tan, talk about pasty".
Up in the stands the White Tigers sat waiting for the upcoming match.
"Go Ray, take him down!" yelled Mariah.
'Ray's done a lot to make us proud, he's a world-class beyblader, and judging from the presence here of the All-Starz and the Majestics he's made a lot of friends too' thought Lee.
'If Ray loses this match and has to forfeit Driger, I fear that Voltaire will have enough bit beast to start his global take over' though Mr. Dickinson who sat next to Mr. Granger in the stands as well.
Ray and Bryan step up to the dish.
DJ Jazzman: "Ladies and gentlemen our beybattle royal begins now, when you see this dish your head is gonna spin".
The dish began to rise up out of the floor,
Brad Best: "They call it the R.P.M dish for a reason it's got a nasty little secret"
AJ Topper: "We won't give it away, we'll let the man demonstrate"
DJ Jazzman: "Observe!" DJ launches a beyblade into the dish.
Brad Best: "R.P.M means revolutions per minute folks, the bottom half of the dish spins faster than a dentist drill". The bottom half of the dish starts to rotate at an incredible rate sending the beyblade flying out and shattering when it hit the side of the dish.
AJ Topper: "But the end result is just as teeth shattering".
Brad Best: "Whoa is that a smile on Bryan's face, he likes the though of venturing into that mine field".
AJ Topper: "Can't say Ray has a twinkle in his eye over the particular choice".
DJ Jazzman: "Beware the vortex, every second you spend in the eye of its storm brings you a second closer to your own demise".
'Hehe, Ray should worry more about another storm, the one named Bryan' thought Boris who sat next to Spencer on the benches.
'A dish is a dish is a dish so what if this one spins, focus on the task'. Ray thought.
DJ Jazzman: "This is gonna be one power packed contest, and it might just be the Bladebreakers last. Ready…3…2…1…LET IT RIP!"
"Go Falborg" Bryan yelled.
Both bladers launched their beyblades into the dish, Falborg hit the side of the dish sending a small piece of derby flying.
Brad Best: "Whoa Bryan's beyblade chipped the dish"
"Lousy aim, huh" Ray suddenly felt a devastating pain in his gut, "Ahhh"
"Ray" Tyson called as he stood up, "Ray" Mariah also called from where she sat in the stands with the rest of the White Tigers.
AJ Topper: "Woo, that'll turn your stomach, a broken off chunk of the dish just slammed into Ray's gut".
"Figures, that little stunt was no accident," stated Kai
"Really" asked Max
"What's your analysis of it Dizzi" Chief asked the bit beast in his laptop.
"Hmm, the placement if his misfire, the angle of the derby, the speed of the dish",
"It all adds up to one thing, Bryan intentionally meant to hit Ray with that derby, while doing it in a way that made it look like an accident"
"That's brutal" Max commented.
"Low blow" Tyson also joined in,
'Hehe Bryan always thinks of clever new ways to show his brutality' thought Boris who stat with the other Demolition Boys.
"Arg, you're a real piece of work ahh," winced Ray who was learning forwards holding his stomach in pain,
"That's just my way of saying hi," said Bryan with a smirk.
"What!" yelled Ray while he still clutched his stomach.
"There's a lot more where that came from Ray, and before I take your bit beast I'm gonna put you through the ringer" Bryan said in a harsh voice.
Both Ray and Bryan's beyblades are fighting it out in the dish, sparks continue to fly around as the two blades hit one another again and again.
"Driger" Ray yelled,
"Circle around and hit him back Ray" called Tyson, trying to lend his teammate a hand,
"There's not a lot of room for him to do that," said Kenny
"Room! Try living in a laptop" spoke Dizzi.
"I hear ya Dizzi, but the only safe zone in that dish is the ring around the rim" Kenny told them,
Bryan's blade began to chase Ray's Driger around the edge of the dish, as they raced around Falborg and Driger kept up the attacks.
AJ Topper: "Traffics gone bumper to bumper here Brad"
Brad Best: "There approaching the spin zone, Oh and Ray hits it"
Driger is pushed backward and into the rotating part of the dish, where his Blade then starts to wobble
"Keep it together Driger, hold on" Ray yelled.
"Quit blowing hot air," Bryan yelled across to Ray,
"Hot air" questioned Ray,
"And feel this breeze" yelled Bryan as a huge gust of air sent Ray flying,
Ray fell backwards to the ground with Driger landing near by,
"Rays down" yelled Tyson as he, Max and Kenny ran to Rays side,
Brad Best: "And session one ends on a sour note, Ray wasn't just beaten, he was literally blown out of the ring".
AJ Topper: "Is he even conscious"
"You ok" asked Tyson when he, Kenny and Max had reached Rays side. Ray sat up leaning on his elbows.
"He's not talking," said Kenny who was getting very worried.
"Dude say something," asked Tyson getting concerned.
"Hmhp, don't like the wind, well I have bad news for you, there's a tornado coming" said Bryan as he walked off.
They all went back to the locker room for Ray to rest. The Chinese teen sat in a chair with the others standing around him.
"What happened out there Ray?" asked Tyson
"If I knew I would have fought it," Ray responded
"It's not too late to back out," said Mr. Dickinson
Everyone turned their attention to Mr. D who stood at the back of the group.
"If you forfeit the match…" Tyson cut off Mr. D
"He won't forfeit"
"You're right I won't back down," said Ray as he stood up
"Here's Driger, I rebalanced his stabilizing ring, but that tiger has almost used up his nine lives so be careful," said Kenny holding out Driger's blade. Ray reached out and took Driger from Kenny's palm,
"Well guys wish me luck in the second round" Ray said as he walked out the locker rooms and back into the stadium.
DJ Jazzman: "Lopsided would be the best way to describe today's session one match, how will two measure up, Bryan can't wait to brush aside Ray and grab the tournament crown, while Ray looks determine to even things up"
Bryan and Ray stood standing opposite each other facing the beyblade dish.
'We know you can take this one buddy' Tyson thought.
"You must be a glutton for punishment," smirked Bryan
"Oh yeah" Ray challenged back
"Obviously I didn't defeat you badly enough, because you came back for a second helping, well I can accommodate that" Bryan said in a mocking tone.
DJ Jazzman: "Players please assume your positions, ready 3…2…1…LET IT RIP!"
Bryan and Ray fired their blades into the dish once again.
Brad Best: "Whoa that was close, both players narrowly avoided the spin zone"
AJ Topper: "Ruff start, smooth recovery"
Both blades continually spun around the edge of the dish waiting for the right moment,
"Driger Attack" Ray called to his tiger bit beast. There was a blinding flash of light as a large and ferocious white tiger erupted from the small bit chip that lay in the center of the gray blade. Driger roared confirming its challenge to the other beast.
"Go Falborg" Bryan's blade shot into the air as his blade also began to glow, the large falcon spread its great wings as it dived down to attack the tiger crouched below.
AJ Topper: "There bringing out the bit beast Brad"
"Stroblitz!" Bryan yelled to confirm the falcon's attack.
Brad Best: "Falborg's dive bombing"
The two blades connected, Falborg send out streaks of wind, which went rushing past Ray.
"Oh no!" yelled Tyson when he saw what had just happened. The left shoulder of Ray's shirt had been cut open reveling a small amount of his bare skin. A tiny stream of blood trickling down Ray's arm.
Brad Best: "Are my eyes deceiving me AJ, Ray just got side swiped by something invisible"
AJ Topper: "And he doesn't look to thrilled to be fighting something he can't see"
Ray stood looking shocked leaning on one knee while holding his left shoulder in pain. As the two beyblades clash into one another, Ray continued to get cuts across his body as the streaks of wind rushed past him.
"Oh man, Ray's getting blasted" Tyson announced
"What's causing it?" asked Kenny
"The air itself" answered Dizzi
"Th-The air" Max asked stunned
"I was afraid of that, Bryan's Stroblitz attack turns moving air into an actual weapon," said Kenny
"But how is he able to do that" Tyson asked
"It's easy, if you train your bit beast to attack the blader as well as the beyblade" Kai told them
"This is so wrong, you can't attack the blader, stop the match!" Mariah yelled form where she sat in the stands, staring helplessly down at the raven-haired teen who was continually being attacked,
"If you can't see the weapon then it's not against the rules," started Mr. Dickinson.
Falborg continued to attack Driger and Ray with his Stroblitz attack.
"How's it feel Ray, windy huh, like binging trapped in a drier on high speed spin, or are you just simply binging hung out to dry, either way I'm taking you to the cleaners, hahaha" mocked Bryan.
"Ray needs our help, he's getting pummeled out there" said a worried Tyson
"Man I feel so helpless" Max joined in on the worrying
Back up in the stands "Please someone stop the battle" Mariah yelled out. "Rays one tuff cookie, but he can't take much more of this" said Johnny.
"Enough all ready, lets end this" Kenny announced. Tyson, Max and Kenny all started to run forward, but soon stop.
"No wait, don't pull me out, I endured Bryan's wind attack, so I can endure the next assault as well, I gotta keep going, I'm winning this match, Bryan only thinks he is, step back guys trust me" said Ray in a weak voice, as he was struggling to stay standing. More streaks of wind brushed past Ray, tearing his clothes.
"Had enough, wanna forfeit, you'll have to hand over Driger sooner or late so why not quite now" said Bryan as Falborg's Stroblitz attack continued to do damage. "Stubborn to the end and this will be the end Ray, of this tournament, your lousy team and of you! Falborg finish him!" with a war cry Falborg flew up high into the air then diving down aimed his attack right at Driger.
"Your so eager to finish me off Bryan, that you left your defenses wide open, Tiger Claw!" with a fierce roar Driger lunged forwards and lashed out at the falcon bit beast
"You can't defeat me," yelled Bryan. There was a blinding flash of light as the two blades collided. And as the dust began to clear one of the blades flew back to its master, who caught their blade before it hit the ground with a crash
AJ Topper: "Return to sender"
Bryan had a look of shock on his face as he tightened his grip on the beyblade.
DJ Jazzman: "Unbelievable, Bryan's beyblade flew the coop, which makes Ray the winner of session two, were all tied up at one session a piece"
Ray's gray beyblade continued to spin wildly in the dish showing off his power and mocking the defeated falcon.
"I'm still standing Bryan, guess you're not as powerful as you thought" Ray said
"Perhaps you're right about that, but you should worry less about me and more about yourself, you're running on empty Ray, your heroic victory passed out all you strength, you're finished" Bryan said with a smirk.
"Yeah says you, I'm uh" Ray was unable to finish his sentence as his vision blurred and he lost his balance, Ray collapsed by the dish, the others seeing Ray's condition ran to his side.
The others had carried Ray back to the locker rooms where he now lay in a chair resting.
"I hope he's gonna be ok" asked Max. Ray's eyes slowly fluttered open, he sat staring around the room for a short while before he got up and began to walk towards the door.
"Ray stop," yelled Max as he stood in Ray's way "Please don't go out there again, who knows what kind of stunt Bryan's gonna pull next, it's not safe" Max continued.
"That's an understatement, if you're gonna go out there again you better focus on defense this time" said Tyson. Ray pushed pashed Max and continued to walk to the exit.
"For sure" they all stopped to look at Kai, he then continued, "I'm not talking about your blade, low blow body shots aren't easy to recover from". They all nodded, Ray picked up Driger and walked back out to the stadium.
DJ Jazzman: "Now lets get round three under way, who will win this tie breaker Bryan or Ray. Get ready, 3…2…1…LET IT RIP!"
Bryan and Ray launched their blades into the dish. Driger and Falborg began to immediately chase each other around the edge of the dish.
Brad Best: "Where back in action AJ". Both Ray's gray blade and Bryan's light violet blade continually chase each other, every now and then the violet beyblade would catch up and smack into the gray blade doing more damage each time.
AJ Topper: "Ray refuses to roll over, to bad Bryan refuses to stop dominating"
Brad Best: "It's only a matter of time before the third session of the world finals becomes a sad memory for Ray".
"I don't get emotional very often Ray, but when you stole that victory from me in the last session you really made me angry, so I'm going to return the favor" Bryan yelled out to Ray. One large streak of wind attacked Ray, cutting upwards tearing his bandana and shirt.
Brad Best: "Uh oh Ray's hopes of winning just took a nose dive"
AJ Topper: "Along with his hair"
"He can't go on like this," explained Kenny
"Fall back and regroup Ray," yelled Tyson giving him advice
"Keep moving" Max joined in on trying to help.
"I can't watch a brother from my home town suffer. Please Ray all we care about is you safety, withdraw Ray!" yelled Lee from the stands. Ignoring calls from his friends Ray stood his ground struggling to stay standing as his breathing began heavily.
'Why won't he listen to his friends, why must he be so defiant, you can't fight fate Ray, and your fate is a dire one indeed' thought Bryan.
"I'd say fare well, but then that would be lying, I really hope you fare badly" Bryan said as Falborg continued his assault on Ray. One final attack cut the white wrap that held Rays long hair in place. Ray's raven coloured hair flew out, as it was unleashed from the white piece of material that would usually keep it at bay. Ray suddenly had flash backs of all his friends.
"He's getting flattened out there",
"And the worst is yet to come",
"Ray's done a lot to make us proud",
"Go Ray take him down",
"The only thing we care about is your safety",
"It's Rays turn tomorrow, he'll win us one back",
"You make us proud"
"We'll make them sorry they ever messed with us",
"Good luck my friend, we believe in you",
"He's not gonna quite" Ray could hear a fait roar, it began to get louder and louder till it brought Ray back to reality.
"Driger" Ray whispered, "Driger!" his voice rising, Driger stood his ground in front of Ray roaring viscously at Falborg who was coming in for another attack.
"Driger!" Ray yelled again.
"Driger, he's shielding him," said Mariah.
"Did you say fare badly, my bit beast begs to differ, TIGER CLAW ATTACK!" A blinding flash of light shone throughout the stadium, followed by a wave of energy due to the impacted of the two blades colliding.
DJ Jazzman: "What on earth just happened folks". Bryan fell from the dish landing with a thud as he fit the floor, soon followed by the small sound of a crash as the violet blade smashed to pieces next to its master.
DJ Jazzman: "Whoa, Bryan and his blade are out, but what about Rays blade, it's still spinning, what an incredible turn of events. Ray wins the third session, the Bladebreakers clam the second match".
The Demolition boys could only look shocked as they saw Driger's blade still spinning furiously in the center of the dish. On the other side of the stadium Kenny, Tyson and Max were jumping around like crazy,
"Yes, he won, he won!" they yelled while jumping and dancing around. The three Bladebreakers soon stopped their shouts of victory when they saw Ray lying unconscious on the floor.
"Oh no Ray" "Ray, get some help out here". Two doctors came rushing over and placed Ray on the stretcher. They stopped in front of the Bladebreakers and White Tigers who had come down to see their life long friend.
"Wake up" Tyson asked the still unconscious Ray.
"Please Ray," pleaded Mariah. Tyson placed Driger's blade on Ray's chest.
"He's gonna be ok I know it" Tyson tried to speak words of confidence. Suddenly Ray's hand began to move grabbing hold of the gray blade that lay on his chest.
"Tyson, how did I do, did I beat him" Ray softly whispered.
"Dude did you ever, you shredded his beyblade" Tyson responded.
"Tyson" Ray once again whispered.
"Yeah Ray, I'm right beside you buddy"
"Win it for us" were his last words as Ray was taken away to a nearby hospital.
"I will, defiantly, for Ray, for my friend, I'm taking you on Tala, the last match of the finals comes down to us, and you better believe I'm gonna win" said Tyson as he watched the Demolition Boys leave the stadium.