Chapter Twenty – The Battle for Freedom – Part II
Tyson picked up his blade and stared at his bit where Dragoon was supposed to be. Max put his hand on Tyson's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'm going to win this for you, Zarine and Dragoon."
Tyson looked gratefully at Max.
"Fred, go up and defeat Max so we can get out of here already," Jordan said, with a bored look on his face.
"Get ready to lose, Max!" Fred taunted.
"We'll see about that!" Max replied. He wasn't about to be intimidated by this guy. (GO MAXIE!)
Max thought, [Okay, I shouldn't attack aggressively yet. I have to see what he's got first. My defenses have to be high at all times.]
Fred's blade slammed into Draciel several times. Max just hanged on tight and didn't move an inch.
"What's the matter? You scared to make a move?" Fred sneered.
Max kept his silence, but that just encouraged Fred to go further. "You can always back out, you know. You look like you have ----- ARG!"
Max took his chance when Fred was busy mocking him. He attacked Fred's idle blade with all his might and knocked it out of the dish, and...uh, hitting his opponent in the face with it. His left eye, to be precise.
"And the winner is Max!" the ref. stated.
Fred covered his eye with his hand. Max caught his blade in his hand. "Next time, you might want to keep your eye on the blade," Max advised.
Fred just sent a death glare at him. It wasn't very effective, seeing that he is temporarily blind in one eye. It looked more like his eye was twitching. Zarine, who had been trying to hold her laughter in the whole time, finally burst out into fits of giggles.
Jordan glared murderously at her. She stopped laughing, but she still had a smirk on her face. He went over to her and slapped her hard in the face.
"How do you like that, bitch?" he said.
Zarine put her cold hand on the spot where he hit her, and bit her lip. It was stinging like hell.
Fred smirked at this. Jordan noticed and cuffed him on the head. "Don't you smirk! What do you think you were doing out there?"
Fred winced but didn't way anything. He knew better than that. "Wilson, you're up, make sure you win."
"Max! That was awesome!" Kenny complimented.
"Yeah!" Tyson sounded falsely cheerful.
"Don't worry, Tyson, I'll get Dragoon back," Kai assured him, sounding more confident than he felt.
Ray went over to Zarine, and asked, "Let me see your cheek."
"No, it's okay," she said softly.
Ray gently pulled her hand away. Her cheek was still red from Jordan's slap. "You're going to pay for this!" he said to Jordan angrily.
"Why should it matter that much to you? Jordan asked, amused. "It's not like she's your girlfriend. She's my property!"
"Yeah, until I beat your weasel friend," Kai said dryly. "Ray, let me take care of this."
Ray nodded, still feeling really angry though.
Kai and Wilson both launched their blades. They matched each other hit for hit.
"They are too evenly matched," Kenny said, looking at Dizzi's analyses of the battle.
"No, they're not. Kai can win this. He's better than his opponent," Max insisted. "He's got to win!"
"Time to call out my bit-beast," Wilson said, "Meet Gazaelle."
Kai's face was strained as Wilson's blade attacked Dranzer over and over again.
"Urg! That bit-beast is ugly! What is it supposed to be?" Tyson asked, disgusted.
"Hey! My bit-beast is a noble creature--" Wilson protested.
"Well, it looks like a Blast-Ended Skrewt to me," Kai sneered, "Dranzer! End this!"
The magnificent red phoenix came out of Kai's blade.
"Flame saber!" Kai commanded.
"Oh no you don't! Gazaelle! Dart!" Wilson roared.
Dranzer glowed a fiery red while Gazaelle did this weird crab dance. Suddenly, Gazaelle propelled itself with its claws raised. Both blades clashed together. Then, they both stop spinning.
Everyone gasped. The ref. announced, "Each team has one win, one loss and a draw. There will be another match, which will determine the winning team. Both teams will be allowed to send whoever they choose."
"I want to blade," Ray said immediately.
"Well, since we all got to, I suppose it's only fair..." Max began.
"All right, but don't lose your head out there," Kai said.
Jordan stepped up to the dish, "So which of you losers will I defeat?" he mocked.
"I will wipe that stupid smile off your face once and for all!" Ray said, turning to stare at Jordan with hatred.
"No, you won't. Because I demand that I get to battle in this round," Zarine said.
Jordan laughed in her face, "Unfortunately for you, you're the prisoner."
"And unfortunately for you, I'm part of the Bladebreakers team. The ref. said that both teams could send whoever they want. If my team would let me, then I should be allowed to blade against you," Zarine retorted, wiping the mile off his face. She looked imploringly at her teammates.
"But..." Ray started to argue.
"Ray, don't you think a girl should be allowed to fight for her own freedom?" Zarine asked. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
So it all comes down to this! Who should be allowed to blade? It's all up to you! Should it be Ray, or should it be Zarine. (I'll tell you this, they'll both end up facing him in this story.) But who should be allowed to blade against him first? I personally think that ????????? should. (Did you actually think that I was going to tell you?)
Remember to hit that purple button...and tell me! I'm so sorry I won't be able to update for a while because I'm going to Whistler with my choir to perform. I'll probably update on Sunday or Monday.
Tyson picked up his blade and stared at his bit where Dragoon was supposed to be. Max put his hand on Tyson's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'm going to win this for you, Zarine and Dragoon."
Tyson looked gratefully at Max.
"Fred, go up and defeat Max so we can get out of here already," Jordan said, with a bored look on his face.
"Get ready to lose, Max!" Fred taunted.
"We'll see about that!" Max replied. He wasn't about to be intimidated by this guy. (GO MAXIE!)
Max thought, [Okay, I shouldn't attack aggressively yet. I have to see what he's got first. My defenses have to be high at all times.]
Fred's blade slammed into Draciel several times. Max just hanged on tight and didn't move an inch.
"What's the matter? You scared to make a move?" Fred sneered.
Max kept his silence, but that just encouraged Fred to go further. "You can always back out, you know. You look like you have ----- ARG!"
Max took his chance when Fred was busy mocking him. He attacked Fred's idle blade with all his might and knocked it out of the dish, and...uh, hitting his opponent in the face with it. His left eye, to be precise.
"And the winner is Max!" the ref. stated.
Fred covered his eye with his hand. Max caught his blade in his hand. "Next time, you might want to keep your eye on the blade," Max advised.
Fred just sent a death glare at him. It wasn't very effective, seeing that he is temporarily blind in one eye. It looked more like his eye was twitching. Zarine, who had been trying to hold her laughter in the whole time, finally burst out into fits of giggles.
Jordan glared murderously at her. She stopped laughing, but she still had a smirk on her face. He went over to her and slapped her hard in the face.
"How do you like that, bitch?" he said.
Zarine put her cold hand on the spot where he hit her, and bit her lip. It was stinging like hell.
Fred smirked at this. Jordan noticed and cuffed him on the head. "Don't you smirk! What do you think you were doing out there?"
Fred winced but didn't way anything. He knew better than that. "Wilson, you're up, make sure you win."
"Max! That was awesome!" Kenny complimented.
"Yeah!" Tyson sounded falsely cheerful.
"Don't worry, Tyson, I'll get Dragoon back," Kai assured him, sounding more confident than he felt.
Ray went over to Zarine, and asked, "Let me see your cheek."
"No, it's okay," she said softly.
Ray gently pulled her hand away. Her cheek was still red from Jordan's slap. "You're going to pay for this!" he said to Jordan angrily.
"Why should it matter that much to you? Jordan asked, amused. "It's not like she's your girlfriend. She's my property!"
"Yeah, until I beat your weasel friend," Kai said dryly. "Ray, let me take care of this."
Ray nodded, still feeling really angry though.
Kai and Wilson both launched their blades. They matched each other hit for hit.
"They are too evenly matched," Kenny said, looking at Dizzi's analyses of the battle.
"No, they're not. Kai can win this. He's better than his opponent," Max insisted. "He's got to win!"
"Time to call out my bit-beast," Wilson said, "Meet Gazaelle."
Kai's face was strained as Wilson's blade attacked Dranzer over and over again.
"Urg! That bit-beast is ugly! What is it supposed to be?" Tyson asked, disgusted.
"Hey! My bit-beast is a noble creature--" Wilson protested.
"Well, it looks like a Blast-Ended Skrewt to me," Kai sneered, "Dranzer! End this!"
The magnificent red phoenix came out of Kai's blade.
"Flame saber!" Kai commanded.
"Oh no you don't! Gazaelle! Dart!" Wilson roared.
Dranzer glowed a fiery red while Gazaelle did this weird crab dance. Suddenly, Gazaelle propelled itself with its claws raised. Both blades clashed together. Then, they both stop spinning.
Everyone gasped. The ref. announced, "Each team has one win, one loss and a draw. There will be another match, which will determine the winning team. Both teams will be allowed to send whoever they choose."
"I want to blade," Ray said immediately.
"Well, since we all got to, I suppose it's only fair..." Max began.
"All right, but don't lose your head out there," Kai said.
Jordan stepped up to the dish, "So which of you losers will I defeat?" he mocked.
"I will wipe that stupid smile off your face once and for all!" Ray said, turning to stare at Jordan with hatred.
"No, you won't. Because I demand that I get to battle in this round," Zarine said.
Jordan laughed in her face, "Unfortunately for you, you're the prisoner."
"And unfortunately for you, I'm part of the Bladebreakers team. The ref. said that both teams could send whoever they want. If my team would let me, then I should be allowed to blade against you," Zarine retorted, wiping the mile off his face. She looked imploringly at her teammates.
"But..." Ray started to argue.
"Ray, don't you think a girl should be allowed to fight for her own freedom?" Zarine asked. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
So it all comes down to this! Who should be allowed to blade? It's all up to you! Should it be Ray, or should it be Zarine. (I'll tell you this, they'll both end up facing him in this story.) But who should be allowed to blade against him first? I personally think that ????????? should. (Did you actually think that I was going to tell you?)
Remember to hit that purple button...and tell me! I'm so sorry I won't be able to update for a while because I'm going to Whistler with my choir to perform. I'll probably update on Sunday or Monday.