Sorry sorry sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. I've sort of got
caught up in other stuff. It's a cold Saturday so I though since I'm not
going anyway ill update. I'm going to try and do two chapters so that the
Bladebrakers can come in.
Tyson: FINALLY!!!!
Tyson? Why you here? You didn't go near the kitchen did you?
Tyson: *cheeky grin* Well.
TYSON!!! *runs after* Get back here.
20 minutes later
*falls on floor* I give up. My fans came here to see the update not me bet the crap outta you. Anyway, since Tyson's gone, I'm going to do the disclaim thingy. I do not own Beyblade or another of the characters. So on with the story.
And The Winner Is
"Need a hand?" Marc had his hand out ready to help Billie up outta the disc. She grabbed his hand and pulled her self out. She was in shock. She was the best female blader in the area. All her training had paid off. Once she was on the stage again, she started jumping around.
"I did it! I Did It! I DID IT!!"
Marc just stood there laughing as he watched Billie use up the rest of her energy. Billie started skipping back to the hallway. Marc slowly followed.
"That's it people. The battle for the boys champ will be held in 4 hours. Enjoy your self's till then."
Back in the locker room, Billie was still jumping around. She had been up since 4 and she still had energy.
"Woooo Hoooo. I won, I won, I WON!" Shouted Billie as she sat down on the hard bench. She took a drink from her water bottle, trying to calm herself down. She looked at Marc with a cheeky grin on her face.
Next it was Marc's turn. He wasn't sure who he was up against. You weren't allowed to know who you were up against. It made it more interesting that way. The idea was you had to be ready there and then, no time to change you blade one in the battle. A one-chance battle. No best out of three. It was a there and then thing, you had to be ready. This was a good way to find out who was the best. Bladers who were taking part weren't allowed near the stadium if they were still in. They were only allowed in they were taking part or had been knocked out of the competition.
It was quiet now that Billie had calm down. Marc was leaning against the lockers, looking at his blade in his hands. It had been easy for him so far he knew that he had to win or he'd have let everyone down who had supported him.
"You will. I know it." Marc looked up to see a smiling Billie looking at him.
"You're the raining champ. There's no way that is you stay focus that you'll lose." She gave him the thumps up to back up what she had just said.
"Think, if you win, we might get to met the world champs. That would be so cool."
"Your right, that would be cool." Marc said, showing that he was ready for anything now. He moved away from the locker and headed towards the door.
"Where you going?" Billie got up off her seat and took 2 step forwards.
"Just to get some fresh air. Why don't you go get a seat? Time will fly by and it will be time for me to battle before you know it!" Marc said just turning a little so he was facing Billie. She nodded and both exited the room.
"Good luck!"
"Thanks!"
And with that they both went their different ways.
Marc was right. The 4 hours till the final battle flew by and he was walking up to the stadium. Billie was sat near the front of the seats. She was sat next to Chelsea, Zack, Sam and Tori. They were all here to cheer on Marc. This was his big break. 3 years as champ in his hometown was longer than other blader around.
"Welcome back everyone to the last battle in this competition. So let's welcome out next bladers. Here's Marc!"
Once again the crowd went wild. Everyone loved the way Marc battled. It was an 'in-your-face' kind of way.
"Marc is just as pushes as his mate Billie. He's always ready for a battle and takes beyblading as serious as a couch does training his team. Don't think that he's one to lose focus as we know this boy doesn't play around! And his opponent is.Dom!"
"Dom is more of an defence kinda guy. He uses his defence skills to get his opponent to attack and then he'll surprise you will a head on attack. Better watch out as this boy means trouble! So with that done, let's start the battle. 3.2.1.LET IT RIP!!!"
Both blades flew in. Dom's blade went in defence mode straight away, as did Marc's. He knew that Dom wanted him to use a head on attack so instead decided to mimic his moves.
"You think that coping my moves is going to help you? Ha! You stupider than I though. Attack!"
'That's it attack me' Marc had a plan. The dish they were using was the same as in the last battle. Marc focused, he was waiting for the right moment to make his move.
"Now, evade!" Marc's blade moved out of the way of the attacking blade, which slammed, into the side of the dish. This has really annoyed Dom. Marc's blade turn round to attack the helpless blade.
"You talk big, but you can't back it up! You've just left yourself wide open. Attack!" With that said, Marc's blade pushed Dom's against the side of the dish. The blades went all the way round the dish 3 times before Marc backed off to go in for an final attack.
"Final Attack!!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dom's blade was to beaten up to last even in defence mode. Marc's blade gathered up speed and pushed Dom's blade right to the edge of the dish. He pulled back a little and attacked again. This time Dom's blade fell out.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Billie, Sam, Tori, Chelsea and Zack all shouted at the top of their lungs. Marc was champion again. You could hear people clapping all around from every direction.
"And The Winner Is.MARC!"
Everyone stood up and started jumping about. Sam and Tori hugged while jumping up and down, Billie and Chelsea help each other's hands and jumped up and down at the same time. (Held hands in a friend WAY OK) Zack was cheering like mad. For a normally quiet boy he could shout loud. Marc turned around when he heard a familiar voice shout his name, it was his friends shouting. Marc reached into the dish and picked up his blade. When he looked up, Dom had already left not that he really cared. Marc turned back towards the way he came in.
"No so fast!" Robert said as he placed a hand on Marc's shoulder. Billie was running up to Marc and Robert. She had been asked by one of the organisers of the tournament to go there. She was tired out from all the jumping and running and was breathing heavily when she got to them.
"These two bladers are the best in the area." A huge cheer was heard once Robert had finished saying that. "Since these two have remained champs longer than anyone else we have a surprise for them." With that said, all the lights went out. Two spot lights were turned on, one on the confused bladers on the stage and one at the entrance which lead to the locker rooms. A man in a grey suit stepped out into the light. Everyone was in shock to this him here. Everyone started shouting. The man started to walk towards Billie and Marc who were shocked to see such a man of a high loyalty in their hometown. The spot light followed him to the stage.
"Mr. Dickinson of the BBA everybody!" The lights went up again. The shouting started again, loader than ever. Billie and Marc stood there in shock. It was an honour to meet a famous blader let alone Mr. Dickinson. Robert handed Mr. Dickinson the mic and everyone sat back in their seats and quieted down.
"Thank you for such a warm welcoming, and congratulations to the winners. We have a little surprise for you. We want you two to join another two bladers who won another competition and become a team. You will be sent to the BBA in American and trained for 2 months. After than you will be entered into a competition with the BLADEBREAKERS!"
"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Both Billie and Marc looked in shock.
"Are you serious?" Marc had to ask. This was too unbelievable.
" Now would I joke about something like that?" Mr. Dickinson said with a grin on his face. "Come with me and I'll give you more information."
Billie and Marc followed Mr. Dickinson off the stage. Everyone was still shouting. Even when they had got outside you could still hear the shouting and chants of their fans. The two followed Mr. Dickinson who climbed into a limo. The limo was huge. It had a flip down TV and DVD player. There was a little bar in a the middle of a cabinet which had DVDs, books and glass both sides. The limo was heading towards Billie's house.
" In the next couple of days you will receive information on the two other bladers who will be you other team mates. Also, I want you Marc to be team captain. So, do you accept?"
Marc was in shock still from the fact that he was in a team, but the fact he was captain of it was such a surprise.
"You bet!"
Both Billie and Mr. Dickinson laughed. Marc was perfect for the job, let's just hope that the other two bladers would agree. They didn't want to fall out straight away.
"When you met up with the other bladers, you need to think of a name for your team. It must be a group decision."
Three days later, the information came bout the bladers, or at least one of them anyway. Inside with the information and picture was a note from Mr. Dickinson.
Dear Billie and Marc,
Here is information on one of the bladers. I am sorry but we are having trouble with getting information on the other. I will send it to you as soon as it is sorted out.
Yours truly, Mr. Dickinson
"At least we got some information." Billie said as they finished reading the letter. Marc nodded. Either the other blader didn't want to be in the team or the BBA didn't know where they were at this moment in time.
"Let's see what it says about the other blader."
Billie pulled out the information on the other blader. At the top was a picture which was attached by a paper clip. It was a girl. (thanks mistress- knowledgetree-9 for this character and all the information with it.) She had piercing green eyes that stood out. Her hair was brown. It was in a bun at the back of her head, there was two little bits of hair that hung at the front. She had a black sleeve-less turtleneck top with matching fingerless gloves. The gloves where fingerless a part from the thumb and middle finger. Her cargo pants were a tan colour which black army boots to finish off the rebel look. But to top it all off was a chocker that had an emerald in a small unicorn wing that was on the left hand side, on the right was a dragon wing. She looked like a girl who was a real fighter when it came to beyblading.
Name: Futility Zero
Age: 12 Family: Unknown Hometown: Germany Personality: Futility is very serious. She doesn't talk a lot. She makes jokes but doesn't laugh at them. She sometimes speaks in riddles to make things more confusing. She doesn't remember anything about her past. She prefers to be alone and even when in crowds feels alone.
"You know who she reminds me of.Kai from the Bladebreakers and I haven't met either of them." Billie said laughing. Marc started to laugh too.
So far the team a had a strong fighter as a team leader, a hyper girl and a rebel. Let just hope the next member was a bit more cheerful.
And that's the end. Thank you to mistress-knowledgetree-9 for sending me information on her character and for being the first to review. I need a male character as the next member to make it far. Please review and tell me you character. All, the reviewer who's bladers name is Alexia Star, I'll promise I will either use your person in this story later on or in my other fanfic And So It Begins. Please if you like this story read that ones as I need votes for I can carry on with story. Anyway, thank you to everyone who's reading. And I'll will update sooner next time. Once I get a male character I will update. Thank you everyone. See you soon and remember..
Tyson: Monkey Chicken *Cheeky grin*
We got a score to settle. *starts to run after Tyson again*
*shouts from a distance* LET IT RIP!!!
Tyson: FINALLY!!!!
Tyson? Why you here? You didn't go near the kitchen did you?
Tyson: *cheeky grin* Well.
TYSON!!! *runs after* Get back here.
20 minutes later
*falls on floor* I give up. My fans came here to see the update not me bet the crap outta you. Anyway, since Tyson's gone, I'm going to do the disclaim thingy. I do not own Beyblade or another of the characters. So on with the story.
And The Winner Is
"Need a hand?" Marc had his hand out ready to help Billie up outta the disc. She grabbed his hand and pulled her self out. She was in shock. She was the best female blader in the area. All her training had paid off. Once she was on the stage again, she started jumping around.
"I did it! I Did It! I DID IT!!"
Marc just stood there laughing as he watched Billie use up the rest of her energy. Billie started skipping back to the hallway. Marc slowly followed.
"That's it people. The battle for the boys champ will be held in 4 hours. Enjoy your self's till then."
Back in the locker room, Billie was still jumping around. She had been up since 4 and she still had energy.
"Woooo Hoooo. I won, I won, I WON!" Shouted Billie as she sat down on the hard bench. She took a drink from her water bottle, trying to calm herself down. She looked at Marc with a cheeky grin on her face.
Next it was Marc's turn. He wasn't sure who he was up against. You weren't allowed to know who you were up against. It made it more interesting that way. The idea was you had to be ready there and then, no time to change you blade one in the battle. A one-chance battle. No best out of three. It was a there and then thing, you had to be ready. This was a good way to find out who was the best. Bladers who were taking part weren't allowed near the stadium if they were still in. They were only allowed in they were taking part or had been knocked out of the competition.
It was quiet now that Billie had calm down. Marc was leaning against the lockers, looking at his blade in his hands. It had been easy for him so far he knew that he had to win or he'd have let everyone down who had supported him.
"You will. I know it." Marc looked up to see a smiling Billie looking at him.
"You're the raining champ. There's no way that is you stay focus that you'll lose." She gave him the thumps up to back up what she had just said.
"Think, if you win, we might get to met the world champs. That would be so cool."
"Your right, that would be cool." Marc said, showing that he was ready for anything now. He moved away from the locker and headed towards the door.
"Where you going?" Billie got up off her seat and took 2 step forwards.
"Just to get some fresh air. Why don't you go get a seat? Time will fly by and it will be time for me to battle before you know it!" Marc said just turning a little so he was facing Billie. She nodded and both exited the room.
"Good luck!"
"Thanks!"
And with that they both went their different ways.
Marc was right. The 4 hours till the final battle flew by and he was walking up to the stadium. Billie was sat near the front of the seats. She was sat next to Chelsea, Zack, Sam and Tori. They were all here to cheer on Marc. This was his big break. 3 years as champ in his hometown was longer than other blader around.
"Welcome back everyone to the last battle in this competition. So let's welcome out next bladers. Here's Marc!"
Once again the crowd went wild. Everyone loved the way Marc battled. It was an 'in-your-face' kind of way.
"Marc is just as pushes as his mate Billie. He's always ready for a battle and takes beyblading as serious as a couch does training his team. Don't think that he's one to lose focus as we know this boy doesn't play around! And his opponent is.Dom!"
"Dom is more of an defence kinda guy. He uses his defence skills to get his opponent to attack and then he'll surprise you will a head on attack. Better watch out as this boy means trouble! So with that done, let's start the battle. 3.2.1.LET IT RIP!!!"
Both blades flew in. Dom's blade went in defence mode straight away, as did Marc's. He knew that Dom wanted him to use a head on attack so instead decided to mimic his moves.
"You think that coping my moves is going to help you? Ha! You stupider than I though. Attack!"
'That's it attack me' Marc had a plan. The dish they were using was the same as in the last battle. Marc focused, he was waiting for the right moment to make his move.
"Now, evade!" Marc's blade moved out of the way of the attacking blade, which slammed, into the side of the dish. This has really annoyed Dom. Marc's blade turn round to attack the helpless blade.
"You talk big, but you can't back it up! You've just left yourself wide open. Attack!" With that said, Marc's blade pushed Dom's against the side of the dish. The blades went all the way round the dish 3 times before Marc backed off to go in for an final attack.
"Final Attack!!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dom's blade was to beaten up to last even in defence mode. Marc's blade gathered up speed and pushed Dom's blade right to the edge of the dish. He pulled back a little and attacked again. This time Dom's blade fell out.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Billie, Sam, Tori, Chelsea and Zack all shouted at the top of their lungs. Marc was champion again. You could hear people clapping all around from every direction.
"And The Winner Is.MARC!"
Everyone stood up and started jumping about. Sam and Tori hugged while jumping up and down, Billie and Chelsea help each other's hands and jumped up and down at the same time. (Held hands in a friend WAY OK) Zack was cheering like mad. For a normally quiet boy he could shout loud. Marc turned around when he heard a familiar voice shout his name, it was his friends shouting. Marc reached into the dish and picked up his blade. When he looked up, Dom had already left not that he really cared. Marc turned back towards the way he came in.
"No so fast!" Robert said as he placed a hand on Marc's shoulder. Billie was running up to Marc and Robert. She had been asked by one of the organisers of the tournament to go there. She was tired out from all the jumping and running and was breathing heavily when she got to them.
"These two bladers are the best in the area." A huge cheer was heard once Robert had finished saying that. "Since these two have remained champs longer than anyone else we have a surprise for them." With that said, all the lights went out. Two spot lights were turned on, one on the confused bladers on the stage and one at the entrance which lead to the locker rooms. A man in a grey suit stepped out into the light. Everyone was in shock to this him here. Everyone started shouting. The man started to walk towards Billie and Marc who were shocked to see such a man of a high loyalty in their hometown. The spot light followed him to the stage.
"Mr. Dickinson of the BBA everybody!" The lights went up again. The shouting started again, loader than ever. Billie and Marc stood there in shock. It was an honour to meet a famous blader let alone Mr. Dickinson. Robert handed Mr. Dickinson the mic and everyone sat back in their seats and quieted down.
"Thank you for such a warm welcoming, and congratulations to the winners. We have a little surprise for you. We want you two to join another two bladers who won another competition and become a team. You will be sent to the BBA in American and trained for 2 months. After than you will be entered into a competition with the BLADEBREAKERS!"
"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Both Billie and Marc looked in shock.
"Are you serious?" Marc had to ask. This was too unbelievable.
" Now would I joke about something like that?" Mr. Dickinson said with a grin on his face. "Come with me and I'll give you more information."
Billie and Marc followed Mr. Dickinson off the stage. Everyone was still shouting. Even when they had got outside you could still hear the shouting and chants of their fans. The two followed Mr. Dickinson who climbed into a limo. The limo was huge. It had a flip down TV and DVD player. There was a little bar in a the middle of a cabinet which had DVDs, books and glass both sides. The limo was heading towards Billie's house.
" In the next couple of days you will receive information on the two other bladers who will be you other team mates. Also, I want you Marc to be team captain. So, do you accept?"
Marc was in shock still from the fact that he was in a team, but the fact he was captain of it was such a surprise.
"You bet!"
Both Billie and Mr. Dickinson laughed. Marc was perfect for the job, let's just hope that the other two bladers would agree. They didn't want to fall out straight away.
"When you met up with the other bladers, you need to think of a name for your team. It must be a group decision."
Three days later, the information came bout the bladers, or at least one of them anyway. Inside with the information and picture was a note from Mr. Dickinson.
Dear Billie and Marc,
Here is information on one of the bladers. I am sorry but we are having trouble with getting information on the other. I will send it to you as soon as it is sorted out.
Yours truly, Mr. Dickinson
"At least we got some information." Billie said as they finished reading the letter. Marc nodded. Either the other blader didn't want to be in the team or the BBA didn't know where they were at this moment in time.
"Let's see what it says about the other blader."
Billie pulled out the information on the other blader. At the top was a picture which was attached by a paper clip. It was a girl. (thanks mistress- knowledgetree-9 for this character and all the information with it.) She had piercing green eyes that stood out. Her hair was brown. It was in a bun at the back of her head, there was two little bits of hair that hung at the front. She had a black sleeve-less turtleneck top with matching fingerless gloves. The gloves where fingerless a part from the thumb and middle finger. Her cargo pants were a tan colour which black army boots to finish off the rebel look. But to top it all off was a chocker that had an emerald in a small unicorn wing that was on the left hand side, on the right was a dragon wing. She looked like a girl who was a real fighter when it came to beyblading.
Name: Futility Zero
Age: 12 Family: Unknown Hometown: Germany Personality: Futility is very serious. She doesn't talk a lot. She makes jokes but doesn't laugh at them. She sometimes speaks in riddles to make things more confusing. She doesn't remember anything about her past. She prefers to be alone and even when in crowds feels alone.
"You know who she reminds me of.Kai from the Bladebreakers and I haven't met either of them." Billie said laughing. Marc started to laugh too.
So far the team a had a strong fighter as a team leader, a hyper girl and a rebel. Let just hope the next member was a bit more cheerful.
And that's the end. Thank you to mistress-knowledgetree-9 for sending me information on her character and for being the first to review. I need a male character as the next member to make it far. Please review and tell me you character. All, the reviewer who's bladers name is Alexia Star, I'll promise I will either use your person in this story later on or in my other fanfic And So It Begins. Please if you like this story read that ones as I need votes for I can carry on with story. Anyway, thank you to everyone who's reading. And I'll will update sooner next time. Once I get a male character I will update. Thank you everyone. See you soon and remember..
Tyson: Monkey Chicken *Cheeky grin*
We got a score to settle. *starts to run after Tyson again*
*shouts from a distance* LET IT RIP!!!