(I do not own the Beyblade characters in any way. I wish I did though! No...
I'm just a big fan! I do, however own Jayde Ryoko. I hope you enjoy my
story! Please rate it if you have time!)
Chapter 2: Dilemma
Back at Tyson's house, no one knew how to react. Max lay on his stomach,
Kai stood in hi favourite dark corner, Ray looked out the window, Kenny
was playing solitaire, and Tyson was... asleep.
"Oh come on guys! Having a girl on the team won't be that bad..." Hilary
started. "Yeah... maybe for you." Said Max absently. "Are you against girls
on Beyblading teams?" Hilary questioned him. Max sighed.
"No he's not Hilary!" argued Ray. "We're just all worried how this new
blader will affect out team." Hilary nodded her understanding. She
glanced at Kai, who glared his agreement. Than she glanced at Tyson, only
to hear him snore.
"Kai. Pick a number from 1-358." Kai smirked. "I like number 47. My
favourite." Hilary nodded. She dashed into the kitchen and moments later,
came in with a warm cup-a-noodle. She held it up to Tyson's nose, who
sniffed it in. Half asleep, he followed Hilary, who was coaxing him
toward...
BAM!
...a wall.
Ray caught the faintest smirk on Kai's face.
"Wake up lazy boy. We gotta go practice." Ray stood up. Tyson growled and
followed. But he totally lost it when he saw Hilary slurping up the cup-a-
noodle he was being coaxed with earlier. He chased her all the way to the
beach where they started training.
But by sundown, after a good workout, only one thing was on all their
minds. What would happen to the Bladebreakers?
Meanwhile, the girl wandered into the large tall building. She blinked
twice in response to the glaring sunlight reflected off the buildings.
But she'd reached her destination. She stepped in front of the
registration counter.
"Name, age, title if any, and Beyblade please." Asked a man behind the
counter. "Jayde Ryoko. 14. Winner of citywide tournaments for Hong-Kong,
New York, Chile, and Paris." She handed him a black beyblade streaked
with silver, specks of gold. He examined it. "It's legal. You may enter."
"Thank you." She took back her blade and gripped it in her hand. She then
went through two large metal doors, ready to face the next challenge that
awaited on the other side...
Chapter 2: Dilemma
Back at Tyson's house, no one knew how to react. Max lay on his stomach,
Kai stood in hi favourite dark corner, Ray looked out the window, Kenny
was playing solitaire, and Tyson was... asleep.
"Oh come on guys! Having a girl on the team won't be that bad..." Hilary
started. "Yeah... maybe for you." Said Max absently. "Are you against girls
on Beyblading teams?" Hilary questioned him. Max sighed.
"No he's not Hilary!" argued Ray. "We're just all worried how this new
blader will affect out team." Hilary nodded her understanding. She
glanced at Kai, who glared his agreement. Than she glanced at Tyson, only
to hear him snore.
"Kai. Pick a number from 1-358." Kai smirked. "I like number 47. My
favourite." Hilary nodded. She dashed into the kitchen and moments later,
came in with a warm cup-a-noodle. She held it up to Tyson's nose, who
sniffed it in. Half asleep, he followed Hilary, who was coaxing him
toward...
BAM!
...a wall.
Ray caught the faintest smirk on Kai's face.
"Wake up lazy boy. We gotta go practice." Ray stood up. Tyson growled and
followed. But he totally lost it when he saw Hilary slurping up the cup-a-
noodle he was being coaxed with earlier. He chased her all the way to the
beach where they started training.
But by sundown, after a good workout, only one thing was on all their
minds. What would happen to the Bladebreakers?
Meanwhile, the girl wandered into the large tall building. She blinked
twice in response to the glaring sunlight reflected off the buildings.
But she'd reached her destination. She stepped in front of the
registration counter.
"Name, age, title if any, and Beyblade please." Asked a man behind the
counter. "Jayde Ryoko. 14. Winner of citywide tournaments for Hong-Kong,
New York, Chile, and Paris." She handed him a black beyblade streaked
with silver, specks of gold. He examined it. "It's legal. You may enter."
"Thank you." She took back her blade and gripped it in her hand. She then
went through two large metal doors, ready to face the next challenge that
awaited on the other side...