Chapter 1: A New Kind of Tournament

"Finish him off, Esdraloon!"

The white and silver beyblade glowed brightly in response to its mistress's order. The beyblade gained speed as it got nearer to its prey. In one swift movement...

WHAM!

Esdraloon rammed into the opposing beyblade and sent it flying out of the demolished dish.

The opposing beyblade landed behind its owner exhausted and defeated.

The crowd exploded with cheers and applauses for the amazing battle that they had just wittnessed right before their eyes.

"And the winners for the Philippean Tournament are...the Sacred Stars!" Jazzman announced to everyone there and watching.

The crowd of fans cheered all the louder as the Sacred Stars stood on the platform in the middle of the arena. Each team member had a smile of victory on their faces while waving to all their supporting fans.

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That night, the Sacred Stars celebrated their victory in their room at the hotel.

"Cheers!" as four glasses of punch clinked together.

"I have to admit, this tournament has been one of the most exciting we've been in so far," one of the girls stated who had sharp lavendar eyes.

"Yes, I must agree with Julie on that one," another commented who had deep cerulean eyes.

"I second on what Sophie said, but the competition was tougher than we thought they were," replied a girl with soft sky blue eyes.

"Yes that's true, but I knew we would pull through just fine. Karen, you and Julie did an exceptionally good job taking out your opponents. For that I'm proud of you both," the last girl said with pride in her voice who had piercing ebony black eyes.

The two girls smiled brightly at the compliment that their leader gave them. "Thanks Celia!" they said simultaneously.

*knock knock knock*

"Huh? Wonder who that could be?" they asked in unison as they looked at each other with questioning looks.

"I'll get it," Celia replied being the first to snap out of the wonder of who it might be.

Celia got up and casually walked over to the door. Julie, Karen, and Sophie soon followed after their leader, curious to know who it was.

Celia swung open the door to reveal...

"Mr. Dickenson!"

"Hello girls! How are you doing this beautiful, starry night? Oh! I see you're celebrating your latest victory!" Mr. D exclaimed.

"Come on in Mr. D and make yourself comfortable," Celia said stepping out of the way and ushering him inside.

"Why, I'd be delighted! I also have good news for you girls. That's if you want to know what it is," Mr. D asked the already excited girls. 'Telling them this will probably make them jump off the walls!' he thought with amusement in his eyes.

"Oh! What is it Mr. Dickenson? Is it another tournament?" Karen asked eagerly and excitingly. If there was one thing the Sacred Stars loved, it was to enter tournaments and battle the country's best.

"Actually, yes it is," Mr. D responded chuckling to himself.

The room was soon filled with cheers from all four girls as they heard there was going to be another tournament.

"When is it going to be Mr. Dickenson?" Sophie asked curiously wanting to know the answer. The others waited patiently hoping the answer was gonna be soon...very soon.

"Well, I'd say about two months from now," Mr. D. said answering the awaited question.

Once again the room filled with cheers as the girls couldn't wait to enter the tournament.

"Now, now girls settle down. I need to tell you where and what kind of tournament this is going to be," Mr. D. shouted trying to get the too excited girls to calm down. Boy did it work.

There was a long silence before a chorused "HUH?!" rang throughout the room. Soon there was a flurry of confusion as question after question came out of each of the three younger girls' mouths.

Celia was trying her best to calm everyone down rationally but failing terribly. Finally when she couldn't take it anymore, she put on her icy facade ususally only seen during battles, someone being rude to her, or someone picking on her teammates who she considered her sisters.

Yelling at the top of her lungs, she screamed, "QUIET!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone froze into place at hearing their leader yell so loudly, harshly, and most of all coldly. Each girl turned to look at Celia, almost too scared to look. They looked into her eyes and saw the coldness and harshness that one wouldn't even think that she could possess. After looking into her cold, hard eyes, each girl looked down shamefacedly. Even Julie couldn't look into Celia's hard glare for long and she was usually the tough one. Only Celia's glare could overpower hers and only hers was she ever afraid of.

Seeing their reaction, Celia softened immensely and walked over to the cowering girls. She squeezed in-between Sophie and Karen with Julie on the other side of Sophie. She gathered them into her arms as best as she could and tried to relax them further by saying, "I'm sorry," softly and comfortingly. Karen, Julie, and Sophie relaxed at hearing the gentle words and the comforting embrace.

"You guys should really stop over-reacting when you hear something new," Celia said jokingly with a hint of seriousness in her voice. Then she broke out into small giggles. The others started to giggle as well and saying "Sorry!" in unison.

"You girls are amazing. Its no wonder you're considered the best of the best," Mr. D. replied after watching the display of respect and love for their leader and among themselves.

"Oh! Mr. Dickenson! I almost forgot that you were still here!" Karen exclaimed upon hearing his voice.

"Well, I couldn't ruin the moment that you four just had. I'd feel out of place," Mr. D. replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Now that we've all settled down, please Mr. Dickenson, explain what you meant earlier," Sophie said casually with interest.

"Well now, let's see. This tournament shall take place in England. This tournament is no regular cookie. I personally arranged for it myself, since I am head of the BBA. I like to call it BeyDoubleBlade or DuoBlade for short," Mr. D. said proudly while looking at the confused faces of the girls.

"WHAT?!?!"