Breaking a Promise Redo: Chapter 5
The boy turned his back on the dethroned champion and left silently, not bothering to attempt to retrieve his beloved cloak from the stands. This left the defeated to grieve over his loss. Once she had gotten over the shock of the one who had been under it, Hilary rushed from her seat into the arena, placing her hands on Tyson's shoulders comfortingly.
"I don't believe it..."stammered the mourning loser. "I...I lost..." He clenched his fists and tried desperately to dam up the tears that threatened to flood his gorgeous (I guess) eyes. Hilary wasn't completely listening, concentrating instead on staring at where the once-hooded fighter had taken his exit. She knew full well who he was, even if Tyson didn't.
But how? How could he be here? He was supposed to be in Mountainview Valley, wasn't he? She was contimplating this when suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by none other than Tyson. "Hilary!" His partially loudened voice broke into her mind, awakening her from her "daydream." It was apparent that he had been trying to break through for a minute or two previously.
"Come on," he told her, almost embarassed that he had been seen in that position with her, of all people. Rumors would definitely roam wild about this one. "We have to open the floor for Max and Kai. It seems those two are destined to forever fight each other in the semifinals." She still wasn't totally focused. Realizing that, he took her hand and led her back to the stands, where they could both cheer on the remaining teammates.
"3! 2! 1! Let it rip!" Jazzman counted off the start of the semifinals, and Dranzer and Draciel were launched, almost at the same time the last phrase was spoken. No trash talk was necessary for this battle.
The blades danced around the dish elegantly, even in the heat of war. In the end, though it took some time, Max was finished by a final blow of Dranzer's Flame Saber.
Thunder was defeated in nanoseconds by Justin (duh, that's who it was for those who are blond, or haven't figured it out). Kenny was frantically entering his Storm Rat's data, though there was no appearance of the bitbeast. It was no doubt a top-notch blade.
Final Round. Kai vs Justin. Many held their breath as the two readied for action. This was going to be a very interesting fight. The only two people they knew of who had actually managed to defeat and tame Tyson battling it out in a little tournament such as this one. The odds could tip in either's favor and some decided they wanted to make some extra cash using that screwed up libra. The two appeared to be evenly matched, balanced, as the zodiac symbol (my zodiac symbol; smiles!).
"Three!" The two glared at each other in a non-blinking show-down.
"Two!" Neither decreased their guard, and their fingers itched to release the ripcord.
"One!" Who would win?
"Let it -" But the blades were launched before the third word was spoken. As with Tyson's match, Storm Rat didn't hesitate to go on the offensive. Kai immediately switched to defense, allowing Kenny time to enter the stats and himself to judge his opponent's strength.
After a few moments of beating around the bush, Dranzer went into attack mode (no, not from Yu-Gi-Oh), grinding into Storm Rat's defense. It wasn't a simple tasks. On the contrary, very difficult it was to penetrate Justin's defense. This was truly a worthy adversary for the pheonix. How long had it been since there had been a challenger good enough to call his rival (excluding the Bladebreakers)?
Still, the attack hadn't phased the lightning-element rodent, and it, too, began to spin into Dranzer, ripping away at the rings. Finally, Dranzer backed off and began to circle the dish, trying to intimidate Storm Rat. This was mimicked by Justin's silver and crimson beyblade (should've described it earlier, huh?) on the opposite end of the dish, and the two began to create somewhat of a whirlwind with the combined velocity (speed, velocity, same thing with direction). The two retreated toward the center at the same time, crashing and causing tiny pieces of beyblade to shower around them. This didn't affect the performance.
All this time, Jazzman had been giving the play-by-play, and the crowd was in awe, especially Tyson, Hilary, and Kai. Ray just looked on with with worried amusement. This guy was good, but would he pose a threat to the team?
Tauntingly, the silver and red blade balanced on the edge of the bowl, as though daring Kai to attack it now. Dranzer took the bait, and Storm Rat moved, almost forcing the pheonix off the edge. It recovered from wobbling off, and both closed in on the center of the dish, clashing once again. It was time to summon the heavy artillery.
"DRANZER!"
"STORM RAT!"
Both beasts obeyed the call. The glorious red pheonix spread its wings to their full wingspan, while the oversized rat cried out, showing its sickenly large fangs and obnoxiously bald tail. Sparks paraded around the rodent and its "fur" stood on end. It was ready to destroy any obstacle that opposed his master's victory.
The two titans locked into somewhat of a wrestle, each gaining ground only to lose it once again. Finally, a shockwave was released from Storm Rat, the power surging through Dranzer painfully, convincing it to take to the air.
"That's why they call it Powersurge Stadium, folks," Jazzman tried to joke, but the tense and competitive aura of the battle beckoned the attention of the spectators.
"Finish it," whispered Justin and Dranzer's blade was slowly pushed back to the edge of the bowl. Dranzer tried one last Flame Saber attack, but missed, opening itself up for an attack. That's just what Storm Rat did. The momentum of both blades merged together and Dranzer flew out of the bowl, spinning on the concrete surface (no idea where that came from) defiantly outside the dish before wobbling into a halt.
Kai let out a small cry of surprise that his legendary beauty had been taken out by the other end of the food chain. The crowd gasped loudly and most stood on their feet to inspect the scene.
"Oh, my," commented Hilary, while Kenny just typed even faster into his laptop. Dizzi noticed this and began joking about it. By this time, they had filed into the entrance to the arena, just in time to hear the winner speak and the stadium get quiet and remain so until he finished.
"If you want a rematch," Justin began, so low that only the Bladebreakers and Hilary could hear him, "you will meet me at the Majestics' stadium in one week...Oh, and Kai." Kai looked up. "You will bring Hilary as a member of your team." Then he was gone.
Kai picked up his precious blue blade, internally accepting the challenge.
"What does he want with you?" Tyson asked Hilary, genuinely confused.
No offense to blonds meant (I'm a blond, too, and it was just a joke).
The boy turned his back on the dethroned champion and left silently, not bothering to attempt to retrieve his beloved cloak from the stands. This left the defeated to grieve over his loss. Once she had gotten over the shock of the one who had been under it, Hilary rushed from her seat into the arena, placing her hands on Tyson's shoulders comfortingly.
"I don't believe it..."stammered the mourning loser. "I...I lost..." He clenched his fists and tried desperately to dam up the tears that threatened to flood his gorgeous (I guess) eyes. Hilary wasn't completely listening, concentrating instead on staring at where the once-hooded fighter had taken his exit. She knew full well who he was, even if Tyson didn't.
But how? How could he be here? He was supposed to be in Mountainview Valley, wasn't he? She was contimplating this when suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by none other than Tyson. "Hilary!" His partially loudened voice broke into her mind, awakening her from her "daydream." It was apparent that he had been trying to break through for a minute or two previously.
"Come on," he told her, almost embarassed that he had been seen in that position with her, of all people. Rumors would definitely roam wild about this one. "We have to open the floor for Max and Kai. It seems those two are destined to forever fight each other in the semifinals." She still wasn't totally focused. Realizing that, he took her hand and led her back to the stands, where they could both cheer on the remaining teammates.
"3! 2! 1! Let it rip!" Jazzman counted off the start of the semifinals, and Dranzer and Draciel were launched, almost at the same time the last phrase was spoken. No trash talk was necessary for this battle.
The blades danced around the dish elegantly, even in the heat of war. In the end, though it took some time, Max was finished by a final blow of Dranzer's Flame Saber.
Thunder was defeated in nanoseconds by Justin (duh, that's who it was for those who are blond, or haven't figured it out). Kenny was frantically entering his Storm Rat's data, though there was no appearance of the bitbeast. It was no doubt a top-notch blade.
Final Round. Kai vs Justin. Many held their breath as the two readied for action. This was going to be a very interesting fight. The only two people they knew of who had actually managed to defeat and tame Tyson battling it out in a little tournament such as this one. The odds could tip in either's favor and some decided they wanted to make some extra cash using that screwed up libra. The two appeared to be evenly matched, balanced, as the zodiac symbol (my zodiac symbol; smiles!).
"Three!" The two glared at each other in a non-blinking show-down.
"Two!" Neither decreased their guard, and their fingers itched to release the ripcord.
"One!" Who would win?
"Let it -" But the blades were launched before the third word was spoken. As with Tyson's match, Storm Rat didn't hesitate to go on the offensive. Kai immediately switched to defense, allowing Kenny time to enter the stats and himself to judge his opponent's strength.
After a few moments of beating around the bush, Dranzer went into attack mode (no, not from Yu-Gi-Oh), grinding into Storm Rat's defense. It wasn't a simple tasks. On the contrary, very difficult it was to penetrate Justin's defense. This was truly a worthy adversary for the pheonix. How long had it been since there had been a challenger good enough to call his rival (excluding the Bladebreakers)?
Still, the attack hadn't phased the lightning-element rodent, and it, too, began to spin into Dranzer, ripping away at the rings. Finally, Dranzer backed off and began to circle the dish, trying to intimidate Storm Rat. This was mimicked by Justin's silver and crimson beyblade (should've described it earlier, huh?) on the opposite end of the dish, and the two began to create somewhat of a whirlwind with the combined velocity (speed, velocity, same thing with direction). The two retreated toward the center at the same time, crashing and causing tiny pieces of beyblade to shower around them. This didn't affect the performance.
All this time, Jazzman had been giving the play-by-play, and the crowd was in awe, especially Tyson, Hilary, and Kai. Ray just looked on with with worried amusement. This guy was good, but would he pose a threat to the team?
Tauntingly, the silver and red blade balanced on the edge of the bowl, as though daring Kai to attack it now. Dranzer took the bait, and Storm Rat moved, almost forcing the pheonix off the edge. It recovered from wobbling off, and both closed in on the center of the dish, clashing once again. It was time to summon the heavy artillery.
"DRANZER!"
"STORM RAT!"
Both beasts obeyed the call. The glorious red pheonix spread its wings to their full wingspan, while the oversized rat cried out, showing its sickenly large fangs and obnoxiously bald tail. Sparks paraded around the rodent and its "fur" stood on end. It was ready to destroy any obstacle that opposed his master's victory.
The two titans locked into somewhat of a wrestle, each gaining ground only to lose it once again. Finally, a shockwave was released from Storm Rat, the power surging through Dranzer painfully, convincing it to take to the air.
"That's why they call it Powersurge Stadium, folks," Jazzman tried to joke, but the tense and competitive aura of the battle beckoned the attention of the spectators.
"Finish it," whispered Justin and Dranzer's blade was slowly pushed back to the edge of the bowl. Dranzer tried one last Flame Saber attack, but missed, opening itself up for an attack. That's just what Storm Rat did. The momentum of both blades merged together and Dranzer flew out of the bowl, spinning on the concrete surface (no idea where that came from) defiantly outside the dish before wobbling into a halt.
Kai let out a small cry of surprise that his legendary beauty had been taken out by the other end of the food chain. The crowd gasped loudly and most stood on their feet to inspect the scene.
"Oh, my," commented Hilary, while Kenny just typed even faster into his laptop. Dizzi noticed this and began joking about it. By this time, they had filed into the entrance to the arena, just in time to hear the winner speak and the stadium get quiet and remain so until he finished.
"If you want a rematch," Justin began, so low that only the Bladebreakers and Hilary could hear him, "you will meet me at the Majestics' stadium in one week...Oh, and Kai." Kai looked up. "You will bring Hilary as a member of your team." Then he was gone.
Kai picked up his precious blue blade, internally accepting the challenge.
"What does he want with you?" Tyson asked Hilary, genuinely confused.
No offense to blonds meant (I'm a blond, too, and it was just a joke).