"You want me to baby-sit some freak?!?! You said this was a mission!"
Inside the mansion an argument took place between a bluenette and an older man. The duo that owned the same flesh and blood. A grandfather and a grandson.
The grandfather had owned a luxurious company of which costs millions and millions. He was, maybe, just an old man, but he was heartless and in his shabby grubby old hands rested this ostentatious company for him to do as he pleases with it.
Of all the choices it had seemed that the man decided on plans and plans to rule the world. His millions and millions were obviously no good for him at all. The geriatric man wanted more than just millions. He wanted the world, for all, to bow before his feet and do as he pleases. He didn't want to be stopped. Oh no. He wanted to rule. Everything.
The gray-haired man also had a shabby appearance. He had a long gray beard sticking from his chin down his greasy outfit. Also long hair stood out from the back. The man almost always wore a wicked smirk on his face.
Now as for the grandson it is safe to say that he really wasn't into what his grandfather had planned for him.
The boy had once been the leader of a streetwise Beyblading gang called the Blade-Sharks, but a man named Dickinson had convinced him that he would be at an advantage in the Blade-Breakers.
He is usually withdrawn and quiet, seeming to think his teammates beneath him all the time. He had always preferred silence to bellow, darkness to illumination, and loneliness to companionship. However, underneath his stern exterior, he had a worthy heart, and if the motivation were there, he would try to help anybody if he could – usually by giving out useful advice.
Although he wasn't rationally outstanding, he was extremely swift and keen, and was frequently the one who thought of solutions to problems. He was undeniably the most evenly composed player on the team, his attack, and defense and balance skills being equal and at an extreme standard.
His Bit-Beast, Dranzer, a red phoenix, was exceptionally formidable and fearsome. the boy wasn't the most likeable of people. In fact, most of the time he was deliberately aggressive. Despite this, any girl who knew anything about the Beyblading world went giddy over him, purely because of his grayish floppy hair with shadowy sapphire at the back, his crimson eyes, his dangerous smile, and his effectively built body, which he tended to exhibit with a body-hugging black tank top.
Yet soon after he and his team had finished the tournament he had no choice but to go back to his grandfather who he had worked against by joining the Bladbreakers. Surely, his grandfather was not the least bit pleased with his return and had made him do the weirdest jobs. Like this one.
The boy went by the name of Kai and he had always entitled his grandfather by Voltaire not grandfather. Voltaire never really cared. He just wanted to disgrace his grandson and get back at him for humiliating him by beating his team at the finales.
Beyblading was the sport they played.
Beyblading is both a sport, in a way, and is also an art. Beyblading was first developed in ancient Japan. It is a game where each player has a launcher and a Beyblade. A beyblade is a small spinning thing built up of attack and defense rings to help it maintain its balance. The thing is basically a spinning top of which you can handle. The object of the game is to stop the opponent's Beyblade from spinning by knocking it over or hitting it out of the ring. The ring is the place the game is played in and it is usually referred to as the 'dish' as that is just what the rings are - dishes. Some are just plain dishes, but some are decorated and are very unusual.
In the centre of each Beyblade can be found a Bit-Beast. This is a powerful tag, if you like, which has the ability to strengthen a Beyblade and increase it's moves and capacity. Bit-Beasts are legendary and rare, and are actually spirits of living things trapped inside a small seal.
Voltaire was found of these creatures for they possessed the power he needed to take over the world.
But enough of that, back to the argument taking place.
"Listen, Voltaire, I will not baby-sit that Chinese or Japanese or whatever the fuck that guy came from! I am not a baby-sitter." Exclaimed the boy.
"I don't care what you think Kai. This kid belongs to a friend of mine and I have to treat him while my friend is out of the country. And I'll tell you this; I am not very good with kids so I'm leaving him to you. Keep him out of trouble. Go take him around Moscow. Now go!" Voltaire said as he shooed of his grandson.
Kai scowled. If only he could get his hands around the mans' throat he'd throttle him to death!
Stepping outside of his grandfathers' office, Kai sighed as he began walking to the black limo that waited for his arrival outside of the mansion. He was going off to the airport to pick the guy up of which he had to 'baby-sit'.
Kai really never wanted to do any of what his grandfather told him but he had no choice. He knew the punishment he would obtain if he refused.
Outside, Kai was greeted by a man in black that bowed to his presents and few more which did the same.
One of the men opened the limo's door for Kai and he took his seat. You could say Kai was treated almost like his grandfather but not really. Kai was giving these weird jobs. His grandfather just sat his fat ass on the chair and did whatever he pleased.
The limo drove itself over to the airport and stopped before two men in black. Behind the men was a black-haired boy about Kai's age no less. He has floppy black hair and bangs hung over his ying-yang red bandana placed over his forehead.
Kai's eves widened as he recognized the boy as his former teammate, Ray.
"Ray?' Kai gasped.
"Kai? What are you doing here?" Ray asked raising an eyebrow.
"I.......... I'm supposed to take care of someone. Some kid." Kai explained.
"Err........ I think that's me." Ray said looking at the guards surrounding the duo.
"Wait, are you saying your father is a friend of Voltaire?" Kai asked.
"I guess so." Ray shrugged.
Suddenly the guards left the two and went off back to the mansion with the limo.
"What the fuck? How are we supposed to drive around with no dammed car?' Kai asked.
"I have my car with me. You can drive if you want." Ray said tossing Kai the car keys.
The two walked up around to the back of the airport to a silver SUV which stood glistening in the sun.
Kai opened the door and got in as Ray followed. Kai wondered where he should take Ray.
"Where do you want to go?" Kai asked turning to Ray.
"I don't know. Got any places to eat around here. I hated the airplane food they served." Ray said.
"Yeah sure. I could take you over to this place but I'm not sure if you like it. I hang around there sometimes." Kai suggested.
"Sure why not." Ray said smiling at Kai.
Kai practically melted at his smile. Kai knew his weaknesses pretty well and lets just say Ray was one of those few. Though Kai never admit it to himself that he had feelings for this Chinese blader and he had kept that thought as far back into his mind as he could.
Driving around throughout the streets, Kai drove over to a small messy and dirty shack.
Kai parked the car outside of the shack as he and Ray got out.
"Um, Kai? Is this the place you come to?" Asked Ray.
"Yup." Kai said as he tossed Ray back his car keys.
Kai stepped inside the old sullied shack with Ray hot at his heals.
"Hey there Kai!" Greeted a shirtless drunk guy as he raised a hand at Kai.
"Hey Jordan." Kai said smirking at the guy.
This place wasn't all of a shack as it seemed from the outside. It had drunken men everywhere. Five wooden tables stood in the middle of the room with drunken men around it. Some laughing, some drinking, some smoking, and so on.
Kai walked up to a free table in the room and sat down at one of the four seats.
Ray came and sat down across from him.
"Kai? Why do you come here?" Ray asked as he closed his nose from the horrible smell.
"To drink." Kai said as a guy came up to him with a glass of alcohol.
"Hello Kai. Nice to see you here again." The man said as he handed Kai the glass.
Kai took the glass and handed the man a few bucks (they're dollars for those of you who don't know) in return.
The man bowed to him and then to Ray with a smile then went back to the bar to serve others.
"You drink?" Ray asked.
Kai took a sip of his drink then answered, "Yup."
"Oh." Ray said after a pause.
"Hey Kai! There ya are. Been lookin' all over the dammed place for ye." A drunken man said as he took a seat in the middle of Kai and Ray.
The man had black hair that reached just above his shoulders with green eyes and wore a rusty damped white messy T-shirt and baggy pants.
"Hi Dylan." Kai said as he took another sip of his drink.
Dylan turned to Ray and said, "Hey there buddy. Who're ye 'upposed ta be? Ye a friend of Kai here?" Dylan said pointing to Kai.
"Yeah, Dylan. He's from Japan. Or was it China?" Kai said shrugging.
Ray guessed that he was a bit drunk.
Then Ray began to worry. He never really liked drunken men at all.
"Um............ Kai, maybe we should leave." Ray suggested.
"Why? We just came." Kai said smirking as Dylan handed him another cup of alcohol.
Kai took a sip of the cup and placed it in front of Ray then said, "Have a sip eh Ray? It won't kill ya." Kai said smirking.
"No thanks Kai." Ray said pushing the cup back towards Kai.
"Your loss then." Kai said as he obtained back the cup and took another drink.
"Right. My loss." Ray muttered.
The three suddenly jumped as gunshots where shot around the bar.
Looking towards the shooter, the men there began to scowl once they saw who it was.
Ray didn't know who he was at all so he just raised a suspecting eyebrow.
"Well, well, well. Look at this. Kai is back." The man who took the shot said as he smirked at Kai.
"Fuck off Sin!" Kai exclaimed.
"Why should I? Your grandfather isn't here to stop me from doing anything this time. You'll be all mine." Sin said as he lifted Kai up from his arm.
"Back off him!" Ray said standing up.
"Ohh.......... Do you want to make me?" Sin said scowling.
Ray scowled.
"Yes. I do."
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I'm thinking this story sux big time.
I just wrote it to waste time.
I'm not even really that interested in the show that much.
I only like it since my name is Kai as well as the kid in there.
But it's an okay show.
Can't complain.
But tell me what you think.
Is it good enough for a 20-year-old writer?
Yeah I'm 20 years old.
Inside the mansion an argument took place between a bluenette and an older man. The duo that owned the same flesh and blood. A grandfather and a grandson.
The grandfather had owned a luxurious company of which costs millions and millions. He was, maybe, just an old man, but he was heartless and in his shabby grubby old hands rested this ostentatious company for him to do as he pleases with it.
Of all the choices it had seemed that the man decided on plans and plans to rule the world. His millions and millions were obviously no good for him at all. The geriatric man wanted more than just millions. He wanted the world, for all, to bow before his feet and do as he pleases. He didn't want to be stopped. Oh no. He wanted to rule. Everything.
The gray-haired man also had a shabby appearance. He had a long gray beard sticking from his chin down his greasy outfit. Also long hair stood out from the back. The man almost always wore a wicked smirk on his face.
Now as for the grandson it is safe to say that he really wasn't into what his grandfather had planned for him.
The boy had once been the leader of a streetwise Beyblading gang called the Blade-Sharks, but a man named Dickinson had convinced him that he would be at an advantage in the Blade-Breakers.
He is usually withdrawn and quiet, seeming to think his teammates beneath him all the time. He had always preferred silence to bellow, darkness to illumination, and loneliness to companionship. However, underneath his stern exterior, he had a worthy heart, and if the motivation were there, he would try to help anybody if he could – usually by giving out useful advice.
Although he wasn't rationally outstanding, he was extremely swift and keen, and was frequently the one who thought of solutions to problems. He was undeniably the most evenly composed player on the team, his attack, and defense and balance skills being equal and at an extreme standard.
His Bit-Beast, Dranzer, a red phoenix, was exceptionally formidable and fearsome. the boy wasn't the most likeable of people. In fact, most of the time he was deliberately aggressive. Despite this, any girl who knew anything about the Beyblading world went giddy over him, purely because of his grayish floppy hair with shadowy sapphire at the back, his crimson eyes, his dangerous smile, and his effectively built body, which he tended to exhibit with a body-hugging black tank top.
Yet soon after he and his team had finished the tournament he had no choice but to go back to his grandfather who he had worked against by joining the Bladbreakers. Surely, his grandfather was not the least bit pleased with his return and had made him do the weirdest jobs. Like this one.
The boy went by the name of Kai and he had always entitled his grandfather by Voltaire not grandfather. Voltaire never really cared. He just wanted to disgrace his grandson and get back at him for humiliating him by beating his team at the finales.
Beyblading was the sport they played.
Beyblading is both a sport, in a way, and is also an art. Beyblading was first developed in ancient Japan. It is a game where each player has a launcher and a Beyblade. A beyblade is a small spinning thing built up of attack and defense rings to help it maintain its balance. The thing is basically a spinning top of which you can handle. The object of the game is to stop the opponent's Beyblade from spinning by knocking it over or hitting it out of the ring. The ring is the place the game is played in and it is usually referred to as the 'dish' as that is just what the rings are - dishes. Some are just plain dishes, but some are decorated and are very unusual.
In the centre of each Beyblade can be found a Bit-Beast. This is a powerful tag, if you like, which has the ability to strengthen a Beyblade and increase it's moves and capacity. Bit-Beasts are legendary and rare, and are actually spirits of living things trapped inside a small seal.
Voltaire was found of these creatures for they possessed the power he needed to take over the world.
But enough of that, back to the argument taking place.
"Listen, Voltaire, I will not baby-sit that Chinese or Japanese or whatever the fuck that guy came from! I am not a baby-sitter." Exclaimed the boy.
"I don't care what you think Kai. This kid belongs to a friend of mine and I have to treat him while my friend is out of the country. And I'll tell you this; I am not very good with kids so I'm leaving him to you. Keep him out of trouble. Go take him around Moscow. Now go!" Voltaire said as he shooed of his grandson.
Kai scowled. If only he could get his hands around the mans' throat he'd throttle him to death!
Stepping outside of his grandfathers' office, Kai sighed as he began walking to the black limo that waited for his arrival outside of the mansion. He was going off to the airport to pick the guy up of which he had to 'baby-sit'.
Kai really never wanted to do any of what his grandfather told him but he had no choice. He knew the punishment he would obtain if he refused.
Outside, Kai was greeted by a man in black that bowed to his presents and few more which did the same.
One of the men opened the limo's door for Kai and he took his seat. You could say Kai was treated almost like his grandfather but not really. Kai was giving these weird jobs. His grandfather just sat his fat ass on the chair and did whatever he pleased.
The limo drove itself over to the airport and stopped before two men in black. Behind the men was a black-haired boy about Kai's age no less. He has floppy black hair and bangs hung over his ying-yang red bandana placed over his forehead.
Kai's eves widened as he recognized the boy as his former teammate, Ray.
"Ray?' Kai gasped.
"Kai? What are you doing here?" Ray asked raising an eyebrow.
"I.......... I'm supposed to take care of someone. Some kid." Kai explained.
"Err........ I think that's me." Ray said looking at the guards surrounding the duo.
"Wait, are you saying your father is a friend of Voltaire?" Kai asked.
"I guess so." Ray shrugged.
Suddenly the guards left the two and went off back to the mansion with the limo.
"What the fuck? How are we supposed to drive around with no dammed car?' Kai asked.
"I have my car with me. You can drive if you want." Ray said tossing Kai the car keys.
The two walked up around to the back of the airport to a silver SUV which stood glistening in the sun.
Kai opened the door and got in as Ray followed. Kai wondered where he should take Ray.
"Where do you want to go?" Kai asked turning to Ray.
"I don't know. Got any places to eat around here. I hated the airplane food they served." Ray said.
"Yeah sure. I could take you over to this place but I'm not sure if you like it. I hang around there sometimes." Kai suggested.
"Sure why not." Ray said smiling at Kai.
Kai practically melted at his smile. Kai knew his weaknesses pretty well and lets just say Ray was one of those few. Though Kai never admit it to himself that he had feelings for this Chinese blader and he had kept that thought as far back into his mind as he could.
Driving around throughout the streets, Kai drove over to a small messy and dirty shack.
Kai parked the car outside of the shack as he and Ray got out.
"Um, Kai? Is this the place you come to?" Asked Ray.
"Yup." Kai said as he tossed Ray back his car keys.
Kai stepped inside the old sullied shack with Ray hot at his heals.
"Hey there Kai!" Greeted a shirtless drunk guy as he raised a hand at Kai.
"Hey Jordan." Kai said smirking at the guy.
This place wasn't all of a shack as it seemed from the outside. It had drunken men everywhere. Five wooden tables stood in the middle of the room with drunken men around it. Some laughing, some drinking, some smoking, and so on.
Kai walked up to a free table in the room and sat down at one of the four seats.
Ray came and sat down across from him.
"Kai? Why do you come here?" Ray asked as he closed his nose from the horrible smell.
"To drink." Kai said as a guy came up to him with a glass of alcohol.
"Hello Kai. Nice to see you here again." The man said as he handed Kai the glass.
Kai took the glass and handed the man a few bucks (they're dollars for those of you who don't know) in return.
The man bowed to him and then to Ray with a smile then went back to the bar to serve others.
"You drink?" Ray asked.
Kai took a sip of his drink then answered, "Yup."
"Oh." Ray said after a pause.
"Hey Kai! There ya are. Been lookin' all over the dammed place for ye." A drunken man said as he took a seat in the middle of Kai and Ray.
The man had black hair that reached just above his shoulders with green eyes and wore a rusty damped white messy T-shirt and baggy pants.
"Hi Dylan." Kai said as he took another sip of his drink.
Dylan turned to Ray and said, "Hey there buddy. Who're ye 'upposed ta be? Ye a friend of Kai here?" Dylan said pointing to Kai.
"Yeah, Dylan. He's from Japan. Or was it China?" Kai said shrugging.
Ray guessed that he was a bit drunk.
Then Ray began to worry. He never really liked drunken men at all.
"Um............ Kai, maybe we should leave." Ray suggested.
"Why? We just came." Kai said smirking as Dylan handed him another cup of alcohol.
Kai took a sip of the cup and placed it in front of Ray then said, "Have a sip eh Ray? It won't kill ya." Kai said smirking.
"No thanks Kai." Ray said pushing the cup back towards Kai.
"Your loss then." Kai said as he obtained back the cup and took another drink.
"Right. My loss." Ray muttered.
The three suddenly jumped as gunshots where shot around the bar.
Looking towards the shooter, the men there began to scowl once they saw who it was.
Ray didn't know who he was at all so he just raised a suspecting eyebrow.
"Well, well, well. Look at this. Kai is back." The man who took the shot said as he smirked at Kai.
"Fuck off Sin!" Kai exclaimed.
"Why should I? Your grandfather isn't here to stop me from doing anything this time. You'll be all mine." Sin said as he lifted Kai up from his arm.
"Back off him!" Ray said standing up.
"Ohh.......... Do you want to make me?" Sin said scowling.
Ray scowled.
"Yes. I do."
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I'm thinking this story sux big time.
I just wrote it to waste time.
I'm not even really that interested in the show that much.
I only like it since my name is Kai as well as the kid in there.
But it's an okay show.
Can't complain.
But tell me what you think.
Is it good enough for a 20-year-old writer?
Yeah I'm 20 years old.
