(She and Swoosh are playing 'I Wish, Go Fish!' (What the hell?))
Humm… do you have a king?
Swoosh: kuso… *hands her a king*
Hehehe…last card… how about a three?
Swoosh: fakku… (You don't want to know what that means in Jap!) * Hands her the card*
MUH! I win! ^_^… now, you hafta grant me a wish! What should I wish for? Humm… OH! I wish Kai was here!
(Big cloud of smoke and… Huh?)
KING Kai: hello! Um… what am I doing here?
AHH! THAT'S KING KAI FROM DBZ YOU PIGEON! I WANTED KAI HIWATARI!
Swoosh: heh… you didn't say what Kai… well I granted your wish! Twerp! You have to beat me again to wish him away! Then hafta beat me again to wish Kai Hiwatari! Tweet!
King Kai: what am I doing here?
Huh? Oh yeah…*gives him papers* make yourself useful… read it…
King Kai: Not-so-Great Authoress Cold Tears does not own anything but herself and precious Swoosh. That means she does not own Beyblade, Tomb Raider, and DBZ… nor Pokemon (which doesn't appear in this chapter at all)…but she does enjoys playing Pokemon sapphire?
MUH! That's a secret! Who wrote that?
Swoosh: twerp!
AAH! I'm going to kill you at cards!... *engaged in a furious battle of 'I wish gold fish'*
King Kai: *still reading* Warning! This chapter contains lots of Cheesy Humor… and Not-so-Great Authoress Cold Tears wishes you Enjoy…
(Little author's note: heh... sorry… I wrote this on a hurry… gomennasai! I know I can write better then that! ^_^ I'll make it up to you in the next chapter! Promise! Anyways… I'm sorry for updating this not on time… I had to re-write this chapter bunches of times! And… I've been a little pre-occupied with homework, chores, etc. the boring crap of life… so yeah)
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~*THEY'RE NOT GOING TO GET US*~
By the Cold Tears of the Phoenix
Chapter 8: BioVolt is bad...
"Eh-he-he-he-he," Voltaire giggled evilly. "With the first crown in my possession, all I need now is the Crow Necklace of Sorrow! Doctor Hatay… where did you say the next Crown is?"
"In South America," the skinny man replied. "Where is Dr. Asayte? He has the exact position of the Crown…"
"Hum," Boris grunted in his usual attitude. "I saw him in the video room…"
"The video room?" all three men got up to investigate.
~O.o*Video room*o.O~
"Wah!" the assistant archeologist cried as he watch a fully develop women with a long braid, grab her gun from her belt and start shooting at a robot in what looked to be inside an ancient ruin. "Good lord! This is SWEET!"
"Dr. Asayte? What are you doing?" a voice rang. The assistant turned around to see the three men.
"Umm… Nothing!" the man cried nervously. "Just doing research on different dimensions! Their likes!"
"Um?" Voltaire looked over the man's shoulder at the screen. "A Hubba - Hubba! Who is THAT?"
"Who is that sir? That is a professional Tomb Raider, Lara Croft," Dr. Asayte said quickly. "Isn't she wonderful?"
"Say, where did you get his movie?" Boris asked, picking up the video case. "This is diffidently not from our dimension…"
"Well…umm… I used the Kokoro Stone and when to the Kokoro Tamashii world… and found it…" the man sighed. "Don't hurt me!"
"You used the stone?" Dr. Hatay gasped.
"Yes…"
"You know that was very bad!" the Doctor scolded his assistant like a ten year old boy.
"Well… anyways… I did some research and found out that when someone creates a world, it doesn't matter if it's imaginary or not, they create a new universe. Therefore, there are like an infinitive amount of these universes. And when a universe is forgotten, it disappears because there is no need for it. Turns out, our universe one of those made up ones, meaning if everyone forgets about our world, we disappear!" the assistant cried, defending himself and trying to prove his visit to the other world was not a waste.
"All the better to make me king!" Voltaire roared. "King of the Universes!"
"I must agree. All the more reasons for the Universe to be ruled by the great Voltaire!" Dr. Asayte nodded. "And, I was just wondering… who will retrieve the final Crown Necklace? Legend says it is guarded by the souls of those who died. It is very dangerous. I thought we should send in a professional."
"To think of it, I haven't thought of it…. I'll think of it right now," Voltaire admitted. He stopped for a second, looking as if he was concentrating really hard. The- "Nope. Can't think of anything. You got an idea?"
"In fact, I do," the man grinned, pointing to the TV where Lara winked. "It is another Universe. We can hire her…"
"BRILLIANT!" everyone jumped. It was Boris who had yelled out. Then in a calmer voice he said - "Let's go…"
O.o*************o.O
"How do we do this?" Voltaire asked as Dr. Hatay set a small stone in the center of the room.
"Well, it quiet simple," Dr. Asayte replied. "We stand here and either Dr. Hatay or I will say the magic words and POOF! We're there!"
"That simple, huh?" Boris grunted. "Boring…"
"Okay everyone, join hands!" Dr. Hatay cried. The men huddled together, linking themselves into a circle. "One, two, and three…
Ring around the rosy…
A pocket full of posy,
"What the hell?" Boris cried out. "We are adults; we do not do that posy crap."
"Hush!" the two doctors placed a finger to their lips. "These are the magic words! We have to start over thanks to you!"
"Oh, goodie…" Boris muttered.
The men sighed." One, two and three….
Ring around the rosy…
A pocket full of posy,
Husha, husha.
We all fall down!
We want to see Lara Croft! "
With that, the two doctors bent low, pulling the other two down too. With a burst of light and swirly stars, the men found themselves in front of a big mansion. BOOOOOOOOOOOOM! BANNNNNNNNNNNG! WHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOSH! (Gotta make it sound interesting…)
"Where are we?" Voltaire grumbled, dusting himself off… (It was star dust... form the swirly stars!)
"In front of Lara Croft's mansion," Dr. Asayte said, walking over and pressing the intercom on the wall.
"Who is it and what do you want?" a fuzzy voice answered.
"We are men from a company called BioVolt… we would like to see Lady Lara Croft," Dr. Asayte replied. "We propose a challenge to her…"
"Um… hang on…" second pause… "You may enter…" the gate swung open and the three men cautiously walked in.
"We should have brought a car…" Voltaire grumbled. "I'm not used to so much walking! I'm a rich man! I can afford it!"
"We're almost there…" Boris muttered. Anger and annoyance where at the tip of his voice. "What? Only three or four steps…"
The door to the mansion swung open. A scrawny man stood there, hold a strange gadget in his hands. "W'll, hullo! W'lcome to Ladie Lara Croft's Mansion," the man said with a thick British accent. "I'll lead you to 'er… she's looking very forward to a new challenge you know… life is bor'ing right now…"
"Well!" Voltaire puffed (what a poor, unfit man… pity… no wonder he doesn't chase women… :P). "What are you waiting for? We don't have all day! I don't have time to listen to you yammering!"
"Okay! Okay! Jeez," the man put his hands up in alarm. "Come this way…" He led them down what seemed like endless halls, and infinitive room, until he stopped at a very large one. The swung open the door, stepping inside and warning the other men: "She's just over there… don't touch anything… she'll kill you…" the when away.
The four men enter the room themselves and marveled at the amazing amount of antiques and priceless artifacts lying around. "Hello," a female voice stopped them. They looked to see a woman with long braided hair sitting at a desk in a corner. "And… you must be the men from BioVolt I presume? What is the challenge?" she bit her lip eagerly, waiting to hear.
"Come ta papa," Voltaire whispered. Drool began to seep from the corner of his mouth.
"We to ask you if you will do us a small favor… you see… in our world, we are men who seek priceless artifacts, and keep them safe and bring them into the world for others to enjoy. And the latest artifact we discovered lies in a temple deep within in a Amazon forest. We seek the Crown Necklace of Sorrow… will you help us get it?" Dr. Hatay asked eagerly. He had made the story up out of the blue, now waiting to see if the Tomb Raider would accept it.
"Fine," the word left her lips. The men smiled, only sealing their true joy from exploding.
"EXCELLENT!" Voltaire managed.
"Excuse me Lady Croft," Dr. Asayte asked. "Didn't you hear him? We come from a different universe…"
"You're not the first," she shrugged her shoulders. "Others have come here using something called the 'Kokoro Stone' to acquire the Crown Necklace of Sorrow in their universe. But they wanted to use it for evil. You seem to be good people, that's why I'm doing it. Now let's get moving. Just because I said I'd do it, doesn't mean I have all day." (Heh, I use the 'Kokoro Stone' and the Crown Necklaces of Sincerity and Sorrow in other stories that I wrote. Something I called: reduce, reuse, and recycle!)
The men smiled again, but this time innocently. Well, Lara Croft was wrong; they were going to use it for evil.
O.o***************o.O
Minutes after they arrived in the Beyblade dimension, Lara rode out on an airplane, while the men waited and watched…
"Very smart to attach a camera to her so we can see what's going on… but… it the appropriate place," Boris muttered. A necklace with a video camera hung around Lara's neck. Sometimes, when she'd jump around, the vid-cam would bounce around too, sometimes landing smack in between her melons (tell me you know what I'm talking about… give you a clue- starts with B and all girls develop them one time to another [and I'm not talking about the monthly thing! Anyways, that doesn't start with a B…]) MOST of the men enjoyed it, while OTHERS complained.
"Oh stop you're whining, Boris," Voltaire grinned, in the way he doesn't grin so often (crazy, idiotic, I'm-watching-boobies-bounce grin). "Enjoy it while it lasts!"
"You should relax," Dr. Asayte agreed. "At least YOU'RE not the one going through that treacherous field of dead souls. Neither are you sending in one of you amateur students."
"By the way Boris," Voltaire spoke again. "Have you chosen the new team that replaces the Demolition Boys?"
"Yes, infact I have," Boris sighed, glad they were talking about a topic he felt comfortable talking about. "They prefer you call them The Gaia Team. Arkadiy, the leader, fire element; Serge, wind element; Zasha, water element, Anja; earth element…"
"Anja? Isn't that a GIRL name?" Voltaire questioned. "You know girls are weak. I don't like girls…" everyone looked at him. "What? Oh well… maybe there are a FEW girls I like…"
"Oh no, she is not weak," Boris went over to the TV and tuned it a little so it showed four kids practicing. First was a boy around 15, with long red hair pulled back and loosely tied into a pony tail. He was handsome and looked almost innocent, but with acid black eyes gave it away that he wasn't. He launched a black blade. "This is Arkadiy. He controls Black Dranzer." Suddenly the whole dish erupted in flames and a fiery black Phoenix exploded, streaking madly.
"Black Dranzer?" Dr. Hatay wondered out load. "I thought only Lord Voltaire grandson could control it!"
"He is as strong. The strongest. Just like Kai. Maybe even stronger," Boris grinned evilly. The screen changed again, showing a grim looking boy, age 14, in loose ragged clothing. He had oily green hair and was diffidently not handsome. He lifted his arm and launched a blade the colour of his hair. "That is Serge. Probably the weakest of the team, but his skills with the wind prove useful. Not only does he turn it into a weapon like Bryan did, he can destroy entire cities with the force of his blade. He controls Black Dragoon." A tornado formed holding a dark dragon in the center, as its wind engulfed the stadium.
"Black Dragoon?" Dr. Asayte cried. "Isn't Dragoon the belong to the kid on the Bladebreakers' team?"
"Yes, but remember that here at BioVolt, we can create Bit-Beast. At least man made ones. Almost perfect to the original, but we brought up its attack power and made it invincible! You will find all the members on the Gaia team have the 'Black' version of the Breaker's Bit-beasts." The screen changed again, showing a girl around the age 14. She had long blue hair that was tied up into a high pony tail and braided down. At the end of her hair it was tied with a metal ring with spikes coming out. She held up a midnight blue blade and launched it. "That is Anja." Suddenly the floor that the blade hit erupted and huge spike columns of earth rose from the ground. "She controls Black Drigger." The other men awed. The screen changed again revealed another boy around the age 14, with short blue hair. At the back of his head, he had a long rat's-tail that went all the way down his back and ended at his waist. His eyes displayed confidence, and his features spoke of invincibility. Whipping out his yucky yellow blade and launched it. "And last but not least, Zasha. He controls Black Draciel." The blade hit the plate and created big cracks that spread out in every direction. Suddenly, water began to seep through the cracks and fill the dish. Surprisingly, Zach's blade floated above the water, almost as it was walking on the surface. "This is the Gaia team."
"Bravo…" Voltaire commented. "Now turn it back to the other channel with that woman on it! I wanna with the rest!"
Flicking back to that channel, the men watched the Bouncing Lara Croft as she fought her way through a barrier of sprits.
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Finished… by the way… I won once… and wished King Kai away… but the next turn SWOOSH won… so now…
Swoosh: she has to create me a Female! ^_^… SQUAAAK!
*sigh* anyways…
Meaning of names:
Arkadiy- is suppose to mean "Bold"
Serge- is suppose to mean "Servant"
Anja: is suppose to mean "Grace of God"
Zasha- is suppose to mean "People's Defender"
So yeah… now it's time to create Swoosh a female… well Je ne… till next time!
(Don't forget to review!)
Humm… do you have a king?
Swoosh: kuso… *hands her a king*
Hehehe…last card… how about a three?
Swoosh: fakku… (You don't want to know what that means in Jap!) * Hands her the card*
MUH! I win! ^_^… now, you hafta grant me a wish! What should I wish for? Humm… OH! I wish Kai was here!
(Big cloud of smoke and… Huh?)
KING Kai: hello! Um… what am I doing here?
AHH! THAT'S KING KAI FROM DBZ YOU PIGEON! I WANTED KAI HIWATARI!
Swoosh: heh… you didn't say what Kai… well I granted your wish! Twerp! You have to beat me again to wish him away! Then hafta beat me again to wish Kai Hiwatari! Tweet!
King Kai: what am I doing here?
Huh? Oh yeah…*gives him papers* make yourself useful… read it…
King Kai: Not-so-Great Authoress Cold Tears does not own anything but herself and precious Swoosh. That means she does not own Beyblade, Tomb Raider, and DBZ… nor Pokemon (which doesn't appear in this chapter at all)…but she does enjoys playing Pokemon sapphire?
MUH! That's a secret! Who wrote that?
Swoosh: twerp!
AAH! I'm going to kill you at cards!... *engaged in a furious battle of 'I wish gold fish'*
King Kai: *still reading* Warning! This chapter contains lots of Cheesy Humor… and Not-so-Great Authoress Cold Tears wishes you Enjoy…
(Little author's note: heh... sorry… I wrote this on a hurry… gomennasai! I know I can write better then that! ^_^ I'll make it up to you in the next chapter! Promise! Anyways… I'm sorry for updating this not on time… I had to re-write this chapter bunches of times! And… I've been a little pre-occupied with homework, chores, etc. the boring crap of life… so yeah)
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~*THEY'RE NOT GOING TO GET US*~
By the Cold Tears of the Phoenix
Chapter 8: BioVolt is bad...
"Eh-he-he-he-he," Voltaire giggled evilly. "With the first crown in my possession, all I need now is the Crow Necklace of Sorrow! Doctor Hatay… where did you say the next Crown is?"
"In South America," the skinny man replied. "Where is Dr. Asayte? He has the exact position of the Crown…"
"Hum," Boris grunted in his usual attitude. "I saw him in the video room…"
"The video room?" all three men got up to investigate.
~O.o*Video room*o.O~
"Wah!" the assistant archeologist cried as he watch a fully develop women with a long braid, grab her gun from her belt and start shooting at a robot in what looked to be inside an ancient ruin. "Good lord! This is SWEET!"
"Dr. Asayte? What are you doing?" a voice rang. The assistant turned around to see the three men.
"Umm… Nothing!" the man cried nervously. "Just doing research on different dimensions! Their likes!"
"Um?" Voltaire looked over the man's shoulder at the screen. "A Hubba - Hubba! Who is THAT?"
"Who is that sir? That is a professional Tomb Raider, Lara Croft," Dr. Asayte said quickly. "Isn't she wonderful?"
"Say, where did you get his movie?" Boris asked, picking up the video case. "This is diffidently not from our dimension…"
"Well…umm… I used the Kokoro Stone and when to the Kokoro Tamashii world… and found it…" the man sighed. "Don't hurt me!"
"You used the stone?" Dr. Hatay gasped.
"Yes…"
"You know that was very bad!" the Doctor scolded his assistant like a ten year old boy.
"Well… anyways… I did some research and found out that when someone creates a world, it doesn't matter if it's imaginary or not, they create a new universe. Therefore, there are like an infinitive amount of these universes. And when a universe is forgotten, it disappears because there is no need for it. Turns out, our universe one of those made up ones, meaning if everyone forgets about our world, we disappear!" the assistant cried, defending himself and trying to prove his visit to the other world was not a waste.
"All the better to make me king!" Voltaire roared. "King of the Universes!"
"I must agree. All the more reasons for the Universe to be ruled by the great Voltaire!" Dr. Asayte nodded. "And, I was just wondering… who will retrieve the final Crown Necklace? Legend says it is guarded by the souls of those who died. It is very dangerous. I thought we should send in a professional."
"To think of it, I haven't thought of it…. I'll think of it right now," Voltaire admitted. He stopped for a second, looking as if he was concentrating really hard. The- "Nope. Can't think of anything. You got an idea?"
"In fact, I do," the man grinned, pointing to the TV where Lara winked. "It is another Universe. We can hire her…"
"BRILLIANT!" everyone jumped. It was Boris who had yelled out. Then in a calmer voice he said - "Let's go…"
O.o*************o.O
"How do we do this?" Voltaire asked as Dr. Hatay set a small stone in the center of the room.
"Well, it quiet simple," Dr. Asayte replied. "We stand here and either Dr. Hatay or I will say the magic words and POOF! We're there!"
"That simple, huh?" Boris grunted. "Boring…"
"Okay everyone, join hands!" Dr. Hatay cried. The men huddled together, linking themselves into a circle. "One, two, and three…
Ring around the rosy…
A pocket full of posy,
"What the hell?" Boris cried out. "We are adults; we do not do that posy crap."
"Hush!" the two doctors placed a finger to their lips. "These are the magic words! We have to start over thanks to you!"
"Oh, goodie…" Boris muttered.
The men sighed." One, two and three….
Ring around the rosy…
A pocket full of posy,
Husha, husha.
We all fall down!
We want to see Lara Croft! "
With that, the two doctors bent low, pulling the other two down too. With a burst of light and swirly stars, the men found themselves in front of a big mansion. BOOOOOOOOOOOOM! BANNNNNNNNNNNG! WHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOSH! (Gotta make it sound interesting…)
"Where are we?" Voltaire grumbled, dusting himself off… (It was star dust... form the swirly stars!)
"In front of Lara Croft's mansion," Dr. Asayte said, walking over and pressing the intercom on the wall.
"Who is it and what do you want?" a fuzzy voice answered.
"We are men from a company called BioVolt… we would like to see Lady Lara Croft," Dr. Asayte replied. "We propose a challenge to her…"
"Um… hang on…" second pause… "You may enter…" the gate swung open and the three men cautiously walked in.
"We should have brought a car…" Voltaire grumbled. "I'm not used to so much walking! I'm a rich man! I can afford it!"
"We're almost there…" Boris muttered. Anger and annoyance where at the tip of his voice. "What? Only three or four steps…"
The door to the mansion swung open. A scrawny man stood there, hold a strange gadget in his hands. "W'll, hullo! W'lcome to Ladie Lara Croft's Mansion," the man said with a thick British accent. "I'll lead you to 'er… she's looking very forward to a new challenge you know… life is bor'ing right now…"
"Well!" Voltaire puffed (what a poor, unfit man… pity… no wonder he doesn't chase women… :P). "What are you waiting for? We don't have all day! I don't have time to listen to you yammering!"
"Okay! Okay! Jeez," the man put his hands up in alarm. "Come this way…" He led them down what seemed like endless halls, and infinitive room, until he stopped at a very large one. The swung open the door, stepping inside and warning the other men: "She's just over there… don't touch anything… she'll kill you…" the when away.
The four men enter the room themselves and marveled at the amazing amount of antiques and priceless artifacts lying around. "Hello," a female voice stopped them. They looked to see a woman with long braided hair sitting at a desk in a corner. "And… you must be the men from BioVolt I presume? What is the challenge?" she bit her lip eagerly, waiting to hear.
"Come ta papa," Voltaire whispered. Drool began to seep from the corner of his mouth.
"We to ask you if you will do us a small favor… you see… in our world, we are men who seek priceless artifacts, and keep them safe and bring them into the world for others to enjoy. And the latest artifact we discovered lies in a temple deep within in a Amazon forest. We seek the Crown Necklace of Sorrow… will you help us get it?" Dr. Hatay asked eagerly. He had made the story up out of the blue, now waiting to see if the Tomb Raider would accept it.
"Fine," the word left her lips. The men smiled, only sealing their true joy from exploding.
"EXCELLENT!" Voltaire managed.
"Excuse me Lady Croft," Dr. Asayte asked. "Didn't you hear him? We come from a different universe…"
"You're not the first," she shrugged her shoulders. "Others have come here using something called the 'Kokoro Stone' to acquire the Crown Necklace of Sorrow in their universe. But they wanted to use it for evil. You seem to be good people, that's why I'm doing it. Now let's get moving. Just because I said I'd do it, doesn't mean I have all day." (Heh, I use the 'Kokoro Stone' and the Crown Necklaces of Sincerity and Sorrow in other stories that I wrote. Something I called: reduce, reuse, and recycle!)
The men smiled again, but this time innocently. Well, Lara Croft was wrong; they were going to use it for evil.
O.o***************o.O
Minutes after they arrived in the Beyblade dimension, Lara rode out on an airplane, while the men waited and watched…
"Very smart to attach a camera to her so we can see what's going on… but… it the appropriate place," Boris muttered. A necklace with a video camera hung around Lara's neck. Sometimes, when she'd jump around, the vid-cam would bounce around too, sometimes landing smack in between her melons (tell me you know what I'm talking about… give you a clue- starts with B and all girls develop them one time to another [and I'm not talking about the monthly thing! Anyways, that doesn't start with a B…]) MOST of the men enjoyed it, while OTHERS complained.
"Oh stop you're whining, Boris," Voltaire grinned, in the way he doesn't grin so often (crazy, idiotic, I'm-watching-boobies-bounce grin). "Enjoy it while it lasts!"
"You should relax," Dr. Asayte agreed. "At least YOU'RE not the one going through that treacherous field of dead souls. Neither are you sending in one of you amateur students."
"By the way Boris," Voltaire spoke again. "Have you chosen the new team that replaces the Demolition Boys?"
"Yes, infact I have," Boris sighed, glad they were talking about a topic he felt comfortable talking about. "They prefer you call them The Gaia Team. Arkadiy, the leader, fire element; Serge, wind element; Zasha, water element, Anja; earth element…"
"Anja? Isn't that a GIRL name?" Voltaire questioned. "You know girls are weak. I don't like girls…" everyone looked at him. "What? Oh well… maybe there are a FEW girls I like…"
"Oh no, she is not weak," Boris went over to the TV and tuned it a little so it showed four kids practicing. First was a boy around 15, with long red hair pulled back and loosely tied into a pony tail. He was handsome and looked almost innocent, but with acid black eyes gave it away that he wasn't. He launched a black blade. "This is Arkadiy. He controls Black Dranzer." Suddenly the whole dish erupted in flames and a fiery black Phoenix exploded, streaking madly.
"Black Dranzer?" Dr. Hatay wondered out load. "I thought only Lord Voltaire grandson could control it!"
"He is as strong. The strongest. Just like Kai. Maybe even stronger," Boris grinned evilly. The screen changed again, showing a grim looking boy, age 14, in loose ragged clothing. He had oily green hair and was diffidently not handsome. He lifted his arm and launched a blade the colour of his hair. "That is Serge. Probably the weakest of the team, but his skills with the wind prove useful. Not only does he turn it into a weapon like Bryan did, he can destroy entire cities with the force of his blade. He controls Black Dragoon." A tornado formed holding a dark dragon in the center, as its wind engulfed the stadium.
"Black Dragoon?" Dr. Asayte cried. "Isn't Dragoon the belong to the kid on the Bladebreakers' team?"
"Yes, but remember that here at BioVolt, we can create Bit-Beast. At least man made ones. Almost perfect to the original, but we brought up its attack power and made it invincible! You will find all the members on the Gaia team have the 'Black' version of the Breaker's Bit-beasts." The screen changed again, showing a girl around the age 14. She had long blue hair that was tied up into a high pony tail and braided down. At the end of her hair it was tied with a metal ring with spikes coming out. She held up a midnight blue blade and launched it. "That is Anja." Suddenly the floor that the blade hit erupted and huge spike columns of earth rose from the ground. "She controls Black Drigger." The other men awed. The screen changed again revealed another boy around the age 14, with short blue hair. At the back of his head, he had a long rat's-tail that went all the way down his back and ended at his waist. His eyes displayed confidence, and his features spoke of invincibility. Whipping out his yucky yellow blade and launched it. "And last but not least, Zasha. He controls Black Draciel." The blade hit the plate and created big cracks that spread out in every direction. Suddenly, water began to seep through the cracks and fill the dish. Surprisingly, Zach's blade floated above the water, almost as it was walking on the surface. "This is the Gaia team."
"Bravo…" Voltaire commented. "Now turn it back to the other channel with that woman on it! I wanna with the rest!"
Flicking back to that channel, the men watched the Bouncing Lara Croft as she fought her way through a barrier of sprits.
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Finished… by the way… I won once… and wished King Kai away… but the next turn SWOOSH won… so now…
Swoosh: she has to create me a Female! ^_^… SQUAAAK!
*sigh* anyways…
Meaning of names:
Arkadiy- is suppose to mean "Bold"
Serge- is suppose to mean "Servant"
Anja: is suppose to mean "Grace of God"
Zasha- is suppose to mean "People's Defender"
So yeah… now it's time to create Swoosh a female… well Je ne… till next time!
(Don't forget to review!)