Disclaimer: Don't own Beyblade. Only the OCs but don't worry you won't see
them again after this chapter. There is NO romance. I don't like Mary Sues,
can ya tell?
Now then,
"blah blah blah" – speaking
~Curly lines~ - Thoughts
Normal text like this – Words of the narrator
Yes it's not very readable. All my precious formatting was crapped. _@
**********
The wind soared through the strands of sky blue hair, scattering them into countless azure wisps. Narrowing her sapphire eyes, she focused on her target. Leaping down from her lofty perch on a tree branch, her skirt pooled around her in azure ripples, accenting her soundless landing.
"Whoa....where did you come from?" the boy stared at her, eyes wide with curiosity. She stood up slowly, allowing her pale blue hair to shroud her face before she raised her head proudly.
"Are you one called Tyson, of the Bladebreakers team?" she looked at him with cool eyes. Tyson grinned. "The one and only!"
She gazed at him indifferently for a moment before lifting out her blue launcher and beyblade. "Let us battle."
~What an Ice Queen. Kai would get along reeeally well with her.~
Tyson mused as he attached Dragoon to his launcher.
~Oh well, probably just another wannabe girl blader. So many of them these days,~ He thought.
A second later, both beyblades landed in the dish.
"OK Dragoon! Let's show 'em what we're made of!" Tyson yelled as Dragoon charged towards it's spinning blue opponent. "CHARGE!!!" Dragoon got closer and closer...
Wham. It hit the other blade. The girl just stood there, expressionless, but her eyes were bright with anticipation. "Hey! We're battling here! Are you alive? Please DO something!!! Anything!" Tyson waved his hands in the air but received no answer.
~She's not even attacking me back.~
Tyson frowned as Dragoon hit its indifferent rival again and again.
~What the heck is she doing?!~
"All right that's it. Dragoon! Attack!!!" The blue dragon rose from its chip, glowing in all its armored glory. It dived for the other blade, but it had vanished. "Where'd it go?" Tyson wondered. "That's enough." The girl was now gripping the blade in her palm again.
"What kind of a blader are you? Why challenge someone if you're not even going to finish the battle?! Who are you? And what do you want?!"
She turned her head slightly to face him. "My name is of no concern to you. As for what I want," she smirked slightly. "It is beyond what you could ever comprehend." With that she turned her back to him and sped away, seeming to fly, as sky blue hair whipped back in the strong breeze.
Tyson gaped at her in confusion, as the wind carried a whisper back to him. "Fare you well. The next time our paths cross, you will not be so fortunate."
**********
The rays of the setting sun shimmered off the shifting waters of the river; it's beams as bright and warm as the smile of the boy sitting on the bank.
Max felt peacefulness wash through him. The sunset was his favorite part of the day; it turned the sky vermilion and the waters golden. The best place to watch it was by the river.
Leaning against the wall of the bridge, he shut his eyes and listened to the rippling sound of the water. The river had always been the place where he went to collect his thoughts from the bustle of the world. It was even the best place for blading.
So many good things seemed to happen there, it was the first place he met Tyson, first of the Bladebreakers...
A gentle splash snapped him out of his daydreams. Opening his sky-blue eyes, he turned to the source of the sound. A minute turtle stared up at him. Dark eyes set in a rounded head regarded him curiously yet without fear.
He smiled as he stroked the smooth black shell. "A black turtle. I've never seen a black one before, I thought they were always green or brown." The small animal nipped his finger playfully as he spoke.
"Oh yeah, there's Draciel." The turtle looked up at him as if it understood. Max drew his bey out of his pocket and set it on the ground next to the tiny creature.
The tortoise nosed the bit chip, made a decision in its little head before waddling back to the water. "Wait a minute! Where are you going?" the tortoise swum through the golden water, getting further and further away.
**********
The green of the forest was calm and quiet as a lone figure made his way through it, to a small clearing. His movements were swift and fluid as the dark-haired boy fought, attacking an invisible enemy.
Cut. Punch. Duck. Roll.
Beads of sweat trickled down Ray's face as he moved faster and faster, finally becoming a blur of black and white amongst the green. A deep growl caused him to freeze.
The Chinese teen turned around slowly – to be confronted by the largest white tiger he had ever seen. The feline's jade green eyes locked with Ray's amber ones, and they stared at each other.
~Tian ah...*~ Ray cursed mentally. If it was a normal sized tiger, he could have managed to outrun it or even outclimb it, but this one was huge...and he didn't like the look of those claws either. Trying to escape would be incredibly stupid.
~Kuai dian zhou ah...**~ Ray clenched his fists at his sides as the tiger strolled up to him. But instead of attacking, it rubbed his side like a huge cat. Ray kept his eyes on the animal as it circled him slowly. The tiger turned its head to him and made a sound that was unmistakably a purr.
One of Ray's ebony black brows arched at this display of friendliness, but the tiger showed no sign of wanting to attack. Extending a tanned arm, he rubbed the great cat's silky head, unable to hold back a smile. The tiger nuzzled its head against Ray's pocket, dislodging a small object – Driger.
"Aiya..." Ray bent down to retrieve his blade, a smile spreading on his face as the tiger snuffed at the blade. The cat suddenly turned to the Ray. It's jade eyes filled with an unreadable emotion
It disappeared into the forest, leaving the confused Chinese teen staring after it.
~Na shi shen ma hui shi...?***~ Shaking his head, the event was soon forgotten in the whirling moves of his practice.
**********
Kai swirled his drink around in its cup, ignoring the blasting music the DJ was playing. His face was the complete mask of indifference, taking no notice whatsoever of the other partygoers in the nightclub.
A few months ago he would still be screaming at his useless teammates to get-some-practice-otherwise-we-won't-win-the-tournament. But ever since that fateful battle in Russia the team had settled down a little more; Ray had gone back to China.
Since then, an amazing number of challenges had started pouring in (especially from girls). At first Kai had raised his eyebrows and set off to put them in their place but after a while he realized it was pointless. These blader wannabes could never measure up to any of them. Heck, he could beat them even before their blades hit the dish.
Pointless. It was all too...flat
There seemed nothing left to do. All the major foreign teams had been defeated, it was like scaling a plateau; once the top is scaled there is nowhere else to go, nothing there, only flatness, for most of the challenge was the strife to get up there. He sighed, as the grey tide of depression threatened to engulf him.
A click of red high heels on the tabletop snapped him out of his reverie. He looked up and a frothing mass of red silk greeted his eyes.
The redheaded girl winked seductively at him as she started to dance around the brass pole on his table. Complete with her red miniskirt and tube top, she looked like the flame of one of the flickering candles that adorned the place. Yet candle flames were petty and small, a far cry from the raging inferno of a phoenix.
He rolled his eyes as he drained off his drink and made ready to get out of there. Girls were just too full of themselves nowadays.
"Wait," the teenage girl curled her legs underneath her, and slid smoothly into his lap, cutting off escape for the unlucky phoenix blader.
Raising her glowing ruby orbs to his mahogany coloured ones, she curled her scarlet lips into a tiny cat smile and purred into his ear. "My name's Ember. You must be the captain of that great beyblade team everyone's always talking about." She rested her head against his chest and gazed up at him through her flaming bangs. "You're Kai, aren't you?"
Kai rolled his eyes. Well, duh. Most of the world knew who he was, thus explaining the hordes of hysterical screaming fangirls. He narrowed his eyes at the figure comfortably lounging on his lap and shoved her away a little.
"Get off me."
Ember however, had snaked out one pale hand around Kai's waist and into his pocket, searching until she found and gripped the desired object.
"Wow..." her ruby eyes grew wide as she drew out the dark indigo blade. She ran her fingers over the red phoenix bit. "It's so pretty...."
She was cut off as a red-gloved hand snatched away the blade from her. She raised her eyes to meet with a terrifying death-glare that would have sent even Voltaire running.
Kai shoved the offending mass off his lap before tossing a few coins to the barman to pay for his drink. As he disappeared into the dark shroud of night, a soft voice murmured. "This is only the beginning..."
TBC...
Translation
*Oh no/shit/crap... **Hurry up and get lost... ***What's going on...?
Yes my Chinese is extremely bad. I know I'm gonna fail the damn mid-years... _@ Anyway, please be nice this is my first fic. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!
Now then,
"blah blah blah" – speaking
~Curly lines~ - Thoughts
Normal text like this – Words of the narrator
Yes it's not very readable. All my precious formatting was crapped. _@
**********
The wind soared through the strands of sky blue hair, scattering them into countless azure wisps. Narrowing her sapphire eyes, she focused on her target. Leaping down from her lofty perch on a tree branch, her skirt pooled around her in azure ripples, accenting her soundless landing.
"Whoa....where did you come from?" the boy stared at her, eyes wide with curiosity. She stood up slowly, allowing her pale blue hair to shroud her face before she raised her head proudly.
"Are you one called Tyson, of the Bladebreakers team?" she looked at him with cool eyes. Tyson grinned. "The one and only!"
She gazed at him indifferently for a moment before lifting out her blue launcher and beyblade. "Let us battle."
~What an Ice Queen. Kai would get along reeeally well with her.~
Tyson mused as he attached Dragoon to his launcher.
~Oh well, probably just another wannabe girl blader. So many of them these days,~ He thought.
A second later, both beyblades landed in the dish.
"OK Dragoon! Let's show 'em what we're made of!" Tyson yelled as Dragoon charged towards it's spinning blue opponent. "CHARGE!!!" Dragoon got closer and closer...
Wham. It hit the other blade. The girl just stood there, expressionless, but her eyes were bright with anticipation. "Hey! We're battling here! Are you alive? Please DO something!!! Anything!" Tyson waved his hands in the air but received no answer.
~She's not even attacking me back.~
Tyson frowned as Dragoon hit its indifferent rival again and again.
~What the heck is she doing?!~
"All right that's it. Dragoon! Attack!!!" The blue dragon rose from its chip, glowing in all its armored glory. It dived for the other blade, but it had vanished. "Where'd it go?" Tyson wondered. "That's enough." The girl was now gripping the blade in her palm again.
"What kind of a blader are you? Why challenge someone if you're not even going to finish the battle?! Who are you? And what do you want?!"
She turned her head slightly to face him. "My name is of no concern to you. As for what I want," she smirked slightly. "It is beyond what you could ever comprehend." With that she turned her back to him and sped away, seeming to fly, as sky blue hair whipped back in the strong breeze.
Tyson gaped at her in confusion, as the wind carried a whisper back to him. "Fare you well. The next time our paths cross, you will not be so fortunate."
**********
The rays of the setting sun shimmered off the shifting waters of the river; it's beams as bright and warm as the smile of the boy sitting on the bank.
Max felt peacefulness wash through him. The sunset was his favorite part of the day; it turned the sky vermilion and the waters golden. The best place to watch it was by the river.
Leaning against the wall of the bridge, he shut his eyes and listened to the rippling sound of the water. The river had always been the place where he went to collect his thoughts from the bustle of the world. It was even the best place for blading.
So many good things seemed to happen there, it was the first place he met Tyson, first of the Bladebreakers...
A gentle splash snapped him out of his daydreams. Opening his sky-blue eyes, he turned to the source of the sound. A minute turtle stared up at him. Dark eyes set in a rounded head regarded him curiously yet without fear.
He smiled as he stroked the smooth black shell. "A black turtle. I've never seen a black one before, I thought they were always green or brown." The small animal nipped his finger playfully as he spoke.
"Oh yeah, there's Draciel." The turtle looked up at him as if it understood. Max drew his bey out of his pocket and set it on the ground next to the tiny creature.
The tortoise nosed the bit chip, made a decision in its little head before waddling back to the water. "Wait a minute! Where are you going?" the tortoise swum through the golden water, getting further and further away.
**********
The green of the forest was calm and quiet as a lone figure made his way through it, to a small clearing. His movements were swift and fluid as the dark-haired boy fought, attacking an invisible enemy.
Cut. Punch. Duck. Roll.
Beads of sweat trickled down Ray's face as he moved faster and faster, finally becoming a blur of black and white amongst the green. A deep growl caused him to freeze.
The Chinese teen turned around slowly – to be confronted by the largest white tiger he had ever seen. The feline's jade green eyes locked with Ray's amber ones, and they stared at each other.
~Tian ah...*~ Ray cursed mentally. If it was a normal sized tiger, he could have managed to outrun it or even outclimb it, but this one was huge...and he didn't like the look of those claws either. Trying to escape would be incredibly stupid.
~Kuai dian zhou ah...**~ Ray clenched his fists at his sides as the tiger strolled up to him. But instead of attacking, it rubbed his side like a huge cat. Ray kept his eyes on the animal as it circled him slowly. The tiger turned its head to him and made a sound that was unmistakably a purr.
One of Ray's ebony black brows arched at this display of friendliness, but the tiger showed no sign of wanting to attack. Extending a tanned arm, he rubbed the great cat's silky head, unable to hold back a smile. The tiger nuzzled its head against Ray's pocket, dislodging a small object – Driger.
"Aiya..." Ray bent down to retrieve his blade, a smile spreading on his face as the tiger snuffed at the blade. The cat suddenly turned to the Ray. It's jade eyes filled with an unreadable emotion
It disappeared into the forest, leaving the confused Chinese teen staring after it.
~Na shi shen ma hui shi...?***~ Shaking his head, the event was soon forgotten in the whirling moves of his practice.
**********
Kai swirled his drink around in its cup, ignoring the blasting music the DJ was playing. His face was the complete mask of indifference, taking no notice whatsoever of the other partygoers in the nightclub.
A few months ago he would still be screaming at his useless teammates to get-some-practice-otherwise-we-won't-win-the-tournament. But ever since that fateful battle in Russia the team had settled down a little more; Ray had gone back to China.
Since then, an amazing number of challenges had started pouring in (especially from girls). At first Kai had raised his eyebrows and set off to put them in their place but after a while he realized it was pointless. These blader wannabes could never measure up to any of them. Heck, he could beat them even before their blades hit the dish.
Pointless. It was all too...flat
There seemed nothing left to do. All the major foreign teams had been defeated, it was like scaling a plateau; once the top is scaled there is nowhere else to go, nothing there, only flatness, for most of the challenge was the strife to get up there. He sighed, as the grey tide of depression threatened to engulf him.
A click of red high heels on the tabletop snapped him out of his reverie. He looked up and a frothing mass of red silk greeted his eyes.
The redheaded girl winked seductively at him as she started to dance around the brass pole on his table. Complete with her red miniskirt and tube top, she looked like the flame of one of the flickering candles that adorned the place. Yet candle flames were petty and small, a far cry from the raging inferno of a phoenix.
He rolled his eyes as he drained off his drink and made ready to get out of there. Girls were just too full of themselves nowadays.
"Wait," the teenage girl curled her legs underneath her, and slid smoothly into his lap, cutting off escape for the unlucky phoenix blader.
Raising her glowing ruby orbs to his mahogany coloured ones, she curled her scarlet lips into a tiny cat smile and purred into his ear. "My name's Ember. You must be the captain of that great beyblade team everyone's always talking about." She rested her head against his chest and gazed up at him through her flaming bangs. "You're Kai, aren't you?"
Kai rolled his eyes. Well, duh. Most of the world knew who he was, thus explaining the hordes of hysterical screaming fangirls. He narrowed his eyes at the figure comfortably lounging on his lap and shoved her away a little.
"Get off me."
Ember however, had snaked out one pale hand around Kai's waist and into his pocket, searching until she found and gripped the desired object.
"Wow..." her ruby eyes grew wide as she drew out the dark indigo blade. She ran her fingers over the red phoenix bit. "It's so pretty...."
She was cut off as a red-gloved hand snatched away the blade from her. She raised her eyes to meet with a terrifying death-glare that would have sent even Voltaire running.
Kai shoved the offending mass off his lap before tossing a few coins to the barman to pay for his drink. As he disappeared into the dark shroud of night, a soft voice murmured. "This is only the beginning..."
TBC...
Translation
*Oh no/shit/crap... **Hurry up and get lost... ***What's going on...?
Yes my Chinese is extremely bad. I know I'm gonna fail the damn mid-years... _@ Anyway, please be nice this is my first fic. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!