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Chapter 2: Dragral The Bitbeast

"I can't wait to get my own blade!" Hilary screamed. All the waiting since yesterday was killing her slowly from the inside. "Wait... I don't even know how to blade yet. Who's going to teach me?"

Kai, currently facing the group while lying on the wooden floor, turned to face the wooden wall. Max and Ray looked at each other before turning to look at Tyson. Max mouthed a "sorry" to him while Ray gave him an apologetic look in his eyes. Tyson mouthed a "what?" at Max and gave his puppy eyes to Ray. His antics inevitably failed, and Tyson sighed. "Don't worry Hillary. I can teach you everything you need to know."

Hilary brightened up at the thought that her friends were willing to teach her. "Thanks, Tyson. I can't wait already." She then realized the irony of the whole situation. Tyson. Was. Going. To. Teach. Her. Wow. Several months ago, she would have laughed at anyone who told her that Tyson was going to be teaching someone, especially if that someone was her. Hilary knew that Tyson was a great beyblader. He was the world champion after all, but "teaching" and "Tyson" did not go in the same sentence.

"Let's all go to the beach and relax," Max decided, not wanting to wait for Chief any longer, "But last one arriving is a rotten egg!"

"Wow, the ocean is so beautiful at sunset," Hilary said, awed by the mystic feeling the scenery in front of her was giving off.

"Yeah," Ray agreed, enjoying the view with her.

"Right..." Tyson replied.

"Hey! I want to see the ocean, too!" Max whined, not liking the idea of being buried under the sand with Tyson standing atop. He was supposed to be a rotten egg, not a boiling egg.

"Woohoo! It's a bummer that Kai's not here. He has no idea what he's missing out on," Tyson declared, running towards the ocean, "Going to the beach means going into the water!" He jumped into the water, making a big splash.

Ray grinned, agreeing with Tyson's latter statement. He and Hilary followed Tyson into the ocean, enjoying the cool sensation the water gave to their intruding legs.

"Hey!" Hilary shouted at Tyson when water was splashed over her dry shirt. "Take this!" She took both of her arms and forced them down. However, she might have been to excited because before she could watch her friend become drenched in water, she fell forward into the water. Surprised at her clumsiness, Hilary was about to push herself back to standing position, but then her hands fell onto a rough object. She winced at the impact and hoped it wasn't a crab. Successfully back on her legs, Hilary was ready to splash more water on Tyson.

"Ahaha! That was so hilarious. Nice going, Hilary!" Tyson laughed.

"Grrr, take this, Tyson!" She made a full swing on her leg.

"Ow! What the hell was that?" Tyson moved his hand towards his knees where he thought a shell might have scrapped him. He was glad to find out that there were no traces of blood on his fingers. He backed away from Hilary. Girls can be scary when they start getting violent.

"That, idiot, is payback."

Meanwhile, Max was wondering if his friends had forgotten about him. "Guys!"

Hilary and Tyson came back to the shore when they had enough fun in the water. Max laughed at their completely drenched state but stopped when he felt and heard water raining down on his face.

"Ewww Tyson," Max gasped, not liking the idea that he was not able to defend himself.

Hilary felt her face warming when she caught herself staring at Tyson's upper torso. She turned to face the ocean where she saw Ray getting out the water.

"Hehe, don't worry. Someone will come and save you soon," Tyson remarked, straightening out his wet, twisted up shirt by flapping it in the air.

Hilary continued watching Ray, who was running towards them at the moment. "Weird," she thought.

"Hey, Tyson, Max, Hilary. You'll never guess what I found in the water," Ray said.

"A crab?"

"A seashell?"

"Even better. Take a look at this." Ray unraveled his right hand to show what he found. His three friends gawked at what they saw.

"Is that what I really think it is?" Max asked.

"It's pink," Tyson commented.

"Dragal..." Hilary whispered.