Hey, I'm updating!!! (As if you didn't guess). Hope it wasn't too long.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Beyblade.
The two blades clashed together violently, giving off sudden sparks as the sharp edges ground together. They sped around the smooth dish, carving jagged patterns into the metal surface as they battled vigorously, neither giving the other an inch. Tyson growled, this was taking too long; he wanted Max back, and soon!
"Dragoon!" He called, releasing the dragon beast from its prison. He could hear his friends shout at him from behind, telling him to stop and not let his bit-beast out so soon, but those warnings fell dead to his ears. All he cared about was the safety of the blonde, nothing else mattered.
"Get him Dragoon!" He shouted. The blade spun forward, ramming into the opponent with increased force. The dragon beast created a storm, which whipped around the other blade, battering it with outstanding force. Any other blader would have given up by now, called their blade back and run away, but Carl was smiling. He was actually smiling! He didn't care that he was losing, that his blade would soon be in five different pieces lying broken at his feet.
"Is that all you got?" The brunette mocked, a cruel smirk plastered on his face.
"Wha?" Tyson asked bemused, all the adrenaline from earlier depleting rapidly. What did he mean by that?
"Argonux, attack!" Carl screamed, as if in answer to the silent question. The room was filled with a silver glow as a strange wolf beast rose from the blade. Its eyes were black, though its body was mostly white. Silver streaked its fur in places, matching its long mane. It wore red bands around each ankle, and an identical one around its neck.
The wolf creature roared and lunged forward, bearing its gleaming fangs. The dragon dodged, but not fast enough and was sideswiped by the razor-sharp claws. Dragoon let out a cry and turned to face the enemy. Argonux turned as well and they rushed towards each other at full pelt, claws outstretched. The dragon slashed at the wolf, using its longer arms as an advantage. The wolf growled and attempted to return the injury, but by the time it had swiped, Dragoon had moved.
"Argonux! Hit him with all you've got!" Carl called, the game tiring him. The wolf lunged forward with all its weight, hoping to inflict maximum damage upon the enemy. Dragoon dodged and Argonux went plummeting into the dish. The dragon made a sharp turn and dove forward,
"Dragoon! Finish this!" Tyson shouted. The dragon obeyed and released an energy wave, knocking the blade out dish. Cheers from his friends resounded around the room, he glanced over to Max who had awoken and was smiling weakly at him. Tyson returned the smile and turned back to the enemy, a look of defiance beaming in his eyes. The weapon clattered as it landed at Carl's feet. The boy growled, but his look of anger soon turned into a smirk.
"That's it? All the world famous Beyblader can do? My cat could do better then that."
"What are you talking about, I won." Tyson shot back, his blade returning to his hand.
"Against Argonux." There was a humming sound as one of the floor tiles slid away and a column rose from the floor. Upon it rested a red and gold Beyblade with wires running up the sides. "But I doubt you can beat Gamonium."
"Wait, you can't have two Beyblades, that's not fair!" Tyson shouted as Carl loaded the new blade on his launcher.
"It's perfectly fair if I'm only using one at a time. Now shut your trap and let's begin."
The two boys glared at each other, ready to fight with renewed energy. There was a clicked as the blades were loaded. Then came the beginning call,
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"LET IT RIP!" The blades were once again released, and sent spinning into the battle zone. This time they didn't smash against each other instantly, instead they circled around the stadium, waiting for the other to make a move so they could counter. Tyson was growing impatient, he wanted to finish this and get both his friends back.
"Go Dragoon!" He shouted, much to the dismay of his friends. The blade rushed forward as the dragon came out, making for a direct hit on the enemy. The red and gold blade did the obvious thing and dodged, though its increased size made it harder. The dragon blade clashed against it, expecting to create some damage. But instead an electric current ran up the wires, and into Tyson's blade. The dragon beast howled and back away, leaving an open target for Gamonium.
"Come out!" Carl called, releasing his bit; this one would be over soon. There was another bright glow as a gold eagle flew from the blade. Its eyes were white and every feather upon its glowing body, pulsed with an electric current. Its talons were sharp and flushed red hot. The eagle let out a loud cry as it surged towards the dragon. The hit itself did no damage, but the eagle wrapped its tail around Dragoon, forcing the blades together. An electric surge rushed out of Carl's blade into Tyson's, electrocuting the dragon.
"NO! Dragoon!" Tyson called. The dragon beast struggled, but the eagle's grip was too tight. Slowly Tyson's blade began to slow and ground to a halt. The battle was over. Carl used his blade to shove Tyson's out of the dish into the stunned blader's hand. Carl smirked,
"I win." He said, turning to Max. Suddenly the blade dropped so it rested about a metre from the boy. Max winced, whilst Tyson screamed.
"Don't hurt him! There is no way I'm gonna lose this time." He loaded his blade on his launcher, "Let's go!" Carl nodded and loaded his.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"LET IT RIP!" They shouted releasing their blades, this was the decider match. This would decide Max's fate, and Tyson could not lose.
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