Breaking a Promise Redo
Chapter 7
We'll just summarize training over the few remaining days. The BladeBreakers worked diligently morning 'til midnight every day, honing their superior blading skills. Kenny exercised his brain rather than his mind and left the analyzing to the Majestics. Hilary alternated between training and studying (predictable), everyone admiring how she could keep up with them as well as her work. By the end of the week, everyone was confident that they would win the match with Justin. But one thing was bothering Enrique.
"This Justin is one person, right?"
"Of course. What do you think he'd be?" Tyson answered, with a hint of annoyance at the blond's stupidity.
"Well," Enrique added a little annoyance to his voice as well. He was going out of his way to help these people, and this is what he gets? "If he's one person, and the BladeBreakers have five blading members, how exactly will you battle this Justin?"
Tyson, who was sitting down for the time, sat up in a split second. "You're right. I guess he'll keep fighting 'til all of us are defeated. Like he would defeat us! HAHAHAHA!" He started that crazy, goofy laugh that every overconfident anime character laughs when they feel especially...well, overconfident. Enrique sighed and shook his head. Tyson was nuts.
When the day of the "tournament" came around, everyone was calm, amazingly. Oh, Kenny was panicked of course, but when has there been a beybattle that didn't get him all flustered? The rest of them began packing instead of training first thing in the morning. With the exception of Kai. He'd rather train than do much of anything else. His clothes were already packed all nice and neat anyway.
You could hear the jet's engine roar from all the way across Europe. Robert's servants loaded the BladeBreakers' suitcases and bags while everyone said their goodbyes.
"So you're not coming to watch?" Max checked before they boarded the plane.
"Nah," Enrique waved his hand. "I'm going back to France with Oliver."
"So you're not coming, either?" (Tyson)
"You can just tell us about it when we meet again," Oliver suggested. Johnny nodded.
"I heard France had some pretty good shops, so I figured I'd buy my girls a few gifts," Enrique winked at Hilary, who blushed. "We'll be visiting for Christmas, so I'll bring ya something special then." He turned to the male B-Breakers. "I guess we'll be seeing ya, then!"
"Don't hesitate to remain in Japan, Tyson," Robert commented. "Oh, Hilary. If you ever need a job or a place to stay, you know who to call."
Ray and Johnny snorted in spite of themselves, trying desperately to restrain a laugh. It was rare to see Robert hitting on a girl, you have to admit. Kai let out a "hmph."
There was an awkward silence for some minutes until Kenny broke the silence. "We'd better go. Justin's probably waiting for us to show. We don't want to have to forfeit." He pushed his glasses farther up his nose. Everyone muttered their agreement. But they didn't move for a second, unsure of what to do.
"Well, so long," Tyson waved at them and started up the steps. Max followed, as did Kenny and Ray. Hilary hesitated a moment before giving all the Majestics a big hug, one by one, causing their faces to redden slighly. Kai watched a little jealously as he boarded the plane as well, Hilary close behind him.
The plane took off rather loudly, and the Bladebreakers waved enthusiastically out of the sparkly clean windows, ready for anything the stadium and Justin could throw at them.
After a few minutes, boredom overtook the plane. They were only an hour away from the stadium and already they had nothing to do. Max whipped out his Winnie-the-Pooh cards and he and Ray began to play Speed. Kenny looked on enviously as he typed a hundred wpm on his laptop, inputting all the data Robert's computers had recorded for him. It was official. The BladeBreakers had improved.
Kai sat away from the group, as was his style, secretly eyeing Hilary. Seeing Robert and Enrique fall for Hilary made him realize fully his feelings for her. He wondered if she really did like either of them. Tyson was sitting with Hilary, in the same condition as Kai (minus the attitude) and spoke aloud what he himself was thinking.
"Do you like them, Hilary?" Tyson asked innocently. Hilary shook her head.
"They're pretty cool, but they're a little strange, ya know?"
"Yeah." Tyson's spirits were greatly lifted for some reason at these words.
Kai reached into his pocket and pulled out Dranzer. This beauty had won him lots of beybattles before, and if he got another crack at Justin, he could chalk up another victory. The phoenix tamer sighed. Tyson looked so excited. It never ceased to astound him that someone like him could defeat him as well those who whooped Kai's own butt.
Tyson finally pulled out his GBA SP and began to play some of his favorite games. Hilary was internally sighing with relief that he was leaving her alone. All he could talk about was beyblading. He was a real annoyance to all the members of the team, though no one would ever admit it, seeing as how he was a vital part of it.
She stared out the window, taking in the gorgeous scenery of Europe. 'Why does Kai have to seculde himself from the group?' she asked herself. 'And what does Justin want with me? What did he mean when he said I wasn't the only one who made mistakes? Did Mel...no. She couldn't have. Nobody would ever...but who knows. There's a first time for everything, and it's about time Justin got knocked off his high horse. I wonder if the prince of popularity of our old school finally lost his crown. These metaphors are getting lame.'
An hour later, the plane landed gracefully in front of the stadium and everyone filed out, Tyson running out first, missing the old cheers of the fans, and Hilary bringing up the rear, right behind Kai.
She stopped for a moment on the top step and brushed her hair back as the wind scooped it up and whipped it around. This was sure to be a promising and educational adventure.
Kai helped her in a gentlemanly manner as she hopped the last step. Whatever happened in this stadium would change all their lives forever. But whatever it was, they had one thing Justin didn't have. Friends. And as a team, there was nothing they couldn't do.
'Look out, Justin,' Hilary thought as they all entered the stadium. 'We're coming for ya. And you won't haunt me anymore.'
Chapter 7
We'll just summarize training over the few remaining days. The BladeBreakers worked diligently morning 'til midnight every day, honing their superior blading skills. Kenny exercised his brain rather than his mind and left the analyzing to the Majestics. Hilary alternated between training and studying (predictable), everyone admiring how she could keep up with them as well as her work. By the end of the week, everyone was confident that they would win the match with Justin. But one thing was bothering Enrique.
"This Justin is one person, right?"
"Of course. What do you think he'd be?" Tyson answered, with a hint of annoyance at the blond's stupidity.
"Well," Enrique added a little annoyance to his voice as well. He was going out of his way to help these people, and this is what he gets? "If he's one person, and the BladeBreakers have five blading members, how exactly will you battle this Justin?"
Tyson, who was sitting down for the time, sat up in a split second. "You're right. I guess he'll keep fighting 'til all of us are defeated. Like he would defeat us! HAHAHAHA!" He started that crazy, goofy laugh that every overconfident anime character laughs when they feel especially...well, overconfident. Enrique sighed and shook his head. Tyson was nuts.
When the day of the "tournament" came around, everyone was calm, amazingly. Oh, Kenny was panicked of course, but when has there been a beybattle that didn't get him all flustered? The rest of them began packing instead of training first thing in the morning. With the exception of Kai. He'd rather train than do much of anything else. His clothes were already packed all nice and neat anyway.
You could hear the jet's engine roar from all the way across Europe. Robert's servants loaded the BladeBreakers' suitcases and bags while everyone said their goodbyes.
"So you're not coming to watch?" Max checked before they boarded the plane.
"Nah," Enrique waved his hand. "I'm going back to France with Oliver."
"So you're not coming, either?" (Tyson)
"You can just tell us about it when we meet again," Oliver suggested. Johnny nodded.
"I heard France had some pretty good shops, so I figured I'd buy my girls a few gifts," Enrique winked at Hilary, who blushed. "We'll be visiting for Christmas, so I'll bring ya something special then." He turned to the male B-Breakers. "I guess we'll be seeing ya, then!"
"Don't hesitate to remain in Japan, Tyson," Robert commented. "Oh, Hilary. If you ever need a job or a place to stay, you know who to call."
Ray and Johnny snorted in spite of themselves, trying desperately to restrain a laugh. It was rare to see Robert hitting on a girl, you have to admit. Kai let out a "hmph."
There was an awkward silence for some minutes until Kenny broke the silence. "We'd better go. Justin's probably waiting for us to show. We don't want to have to forfeit." He pushed his glasses farther up his nose. Everyone muttered their agreement. But they didn't move for a second, unsure of what to do.
"Well, so long," Tyson waved at them and started up the steps. Max followed, as did Kenny and Ray. Hilary hesitated a moment before giving all the Majestics a big hug, one by one, causing their faces to redden slighly. Kai watched a little jealously as he boarded the plane as well, Hilary close behind him.
The plane took off rather loudly, and the Bladebreakers waved enthusiastically out of the sparkly clean windows, ready for anything the stadium and Justin could throw at them.
After a few minutes, boredom overtook the plane. They were only an hour away from the stadium and already they had nothing to do. Max whipped out his Winnie-the-Pooh cards and he and Ray began to play Speed. Kenny looked on enviously as he typed a hundred wpm on his laptop, inputting all the data Robert's computers had recorded for him. It was official. The BladeBreakers had improved.
Kai sat away from the group, as was his style, secretly eyeing Hilary. Seeing Robert and Enrique fall for Hilary made him realize fully his feelings for her. He wondered if she really did like either of them. Tyson was sitting with Hilary, in the same condition as Kai (minus the attitude) and spoke aloud what he himself was thinking.
"Do you like them, Hilary?" Tyson asked innocently. Hilary shook her head.
"They're pretty cool, but they're a little strange, ya know?"
"Yeah." Tyson's spirits were greatly lifted for some reason at these words.
Kai reached into his pocket and pulled out Dranzer. This beauty had won him lots of beybattles before, and if he got another crack at Justin, he could chalk up another victory. The phoenix tamer sighed. Tyson looked so excited. It never ceased to astound him that someone like him could defeat him as well those who whooped Kai's own butt.
Tyson finally pulled out his GBA SP and began to play some of his favorite games. Hilary was internally sighing with relief that he was leaving her alone. All he could talk about was beyblading. He was a real annoyance to all the members of the team, though no one would ever admit it, seeing as how he was a vital part of it.
She stared out the window, taking in the gorgeous scenery of Europe. 'Why does Kai have to seculde himself from the group?' she asked herself. 'And what does Justin want with me? What did he mean when he said I wasn't the only one who made mistakes? Did Mel...no. She couldn't have. Nobody would ever...but who knows. There's a first time for everything, and it's about time Justin got knocked off his high horse. I wonder if the prince of popularity of our old school finally lost his crown. These metaphors are getting lame.'
An hour later, the plane landed gracefully in front of the stadium and everyone filed out, Tyson running out first, missing the old cheers of the fans, and Hilary bringing up the rear, right behind Kai.
She stopped for a moment on the top step and brushed her hair back as the wind scooped it up and whipped it around. This was sure to be a promising and educational adventure.
Kai helped her in a gentlemanly manner as she hopped the last step. Whatever happened in this stadium would change all their lives forever. But whatever it was, they had one thing Justin didn't have. Friends. And as a team, there was nothing they couldn't do.
'Look out, Justin,' Hilary thought as they all entered the stadium. 'We're coming for ya. And you won't haunt me anymore.'