R2RO: HI! It's me again. This is another story.
Readers: *sob* Why did you make this story?
R2RO: WAAAAHHH!! WHY DID I MAKE THIS STORY!!!???
Readers: *sob* Max!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the beyblade characters.
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Max felt himself slam onto the wall as he let out a piercing shriek. Tears fell down his blue eyes as his blonde hair and clothes were covered with blood and dirt.
"TELL ME!" An old man yelled. "TELL ME WHERE KAI IS!!!"
Max couldn't betray his teammate so he decided to stay silent. Suddenly, a glass plate struck him on the back as more tears fell down his cheeks.
"TELL ME!" The old man said as he pulled out a gun from his pocket.
Max tried his best to talk but found that he was too weak to open his mouth.
"TALK!!" The old man said as he pulled the trigger.
"He..." Max started but had a hard time talking. "He is w-with my t-t-team m-m-mates-s-s." Max stuttered.
"WHERE?" The old man roared.
"Jap-p-pan" Max croaked out.
"Thank you." The old man said as he pointed his gun onto Max.
Max knew that he was now gonna die.
"As a reward for participating," the old man started as his finger when onto the switch. "You get... TO EXPERIENCE DEATH!!!!" The old man shouted.
The old man pressed the switch as the bullet went right into Max's chest!!!
Max was in pain. His vision was slowly getting blurry as he heard Voltaire laughing. Max was sorry for everything he did. He said in his mind all his last words.
'Goodbye Tyson, Kai, Ray, Hillary, even Ozuma, Mariam, Joseph, Dunga, Salima, Kane, Goki, Jim and Draciel.'
Finally, Max clutched his Draciel on his pocket as he fell to the floor face flat. A pool of blood surrounding him.
Readers: *sob* Why did you make this story?
R2RO: WAAAAHHH!! WHY DID I MAKE THIS STORY!!!???
Readers: *sob* Max!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the beyblade characters.
*********************************************************************
Max felt himself slam onto the wall as he let out a piercing shriek. Tears fell down his blue eyes as his blonde hair and clothes were covered with blood and dirt.
"TELL ME!" An old man yelled. "TELL ME WHERE KAI IS!!!"
Max couldn't betray his teammate so he decided to stay silent. Suddenly, a glass plate struck him on the back as more tears fell down his cheeks.
"TELL ME!" The old man said as he pulled out a gun from his pocket.
Max tried his best to talk but found that he was too weak to open his mouth.
"TALK!!" The old man said as he pulled the trigger.
"He..." Max started but had a hard time talking. "He is w-with my t-t-team m-m-mates-s-s." Max stuttered.
"WHERE?" The old man roared.
"Jap-p-pan" Max croaked out.
"Thank you." The old man said as he pointed his gun onto Max.
Max knew that he was now gonna die.
"As a reward for participating," the old man started as his finger when onto the switch. "You get... TO EXPERIENCE DEATH!!!!" The old man shouted.
The old man pressed the switch as the bullet went right into Max's chest!!!
Max was in pain. His vision was slowly getting blurry as he heard Voltaire laughing. Max was sorry for everything he did. He said in his mind all his last words.
'Goodbye Tyson, Kai, Ray, Hillary, even Ozuma, Mariam, Joseph, Dunga, Salima, Kane, Goki, Jim and Draciel.'
Finally, Max clutched his Draciel on his pocket as he fell to the floor face flat. A pool of blood surrounding him.