Hey guys! Sorry I took so long. I was hit with that thing called 'writer's block'. But I'm all right now. Hopefully I won't have to deal with it again for a while. To those who reviewed, thanks. Keep it up, ok? I really appreciate the feedback. Well, onto the next chapter. Here we go!
Chapter 10- A-Beyblading We Will Go!
Tyson was out the back of his house, doing one last practice run. The match against the Buster Bladers was to take place tomorrow bright and early at the BBA Headquarters. This was his last chance to get his techniques and strategies up to scratch. He watched Dragoon zoom around the yard slicing up soda cans that he was using as targets, wondering where his friends were. He remembered telling Max and Ray that they were going to train here today, so where were they? And what about Kai, where had he gone off to? Tyson soon ran out of soda cans, so he started to use wooden boards instead, but eventually ran out of those too. Now he had nothing left to use as targets for the others when they get here. Getting rather impatient, he decided to go and look for them. Tyson ran around to the front gate, only to collide straight with Kenny. They both fell to the ground, groaning. Tyson recovered first and helped his short friend to his feet.
"Tyson," Kenny panted, "I've been looking everywhere for you. The battle time's changed to this afternoon. The bus will pick us up at 11:00 sharp at the river."
"Why didn't you tell me this yesterday?" Tyson said indignantly.
"I tried to," answered Kenny. "But your grandpa said you were snoring so loud in a deep sleep, that it would taken a lifetime to have woken you up to answer my call."
Tyson frowned. "I wasn't snoring. I wasn't even asleep. I was out back practicing like I was today. Grandpa's just been so lazy and tired lately. He hasn't bugged me to do martial arts in ages."
"I thought you hated when he did that," Kenny said, giving a small grin.
"I do," Tyson replied. Then he started glancing around as if he had done something that he wasn't supposed to. "But I'm not going to wait around to tell him that. I don't want to be around when he gets a sudden mood change. Well, we've got a challenge to get to, Chief. Let's go!"
"Ok."
And the two of them set off.
They met up with Max and Ray at the river a few minutes later. Ray had been leading Max through a new technique he called 'The Defensive Turnpike', and Max just loved it. Once they felt they had it down packed, they got down into doing some quick endurance runs.
Kai joined them there about an hour later and they were surprised to see that Sanka was with him. When they asked why, Sanka said she's been itching for a rematch against Kasha for quite awhile, and when she heard of this match, she figured it was a good a place as any to get it. She had somehow persuaded Kai to let her join the BladeBreakers temporarily for this, though how she had managed it was anyone's guess. Kenny was a bit flustered by this news, since they had already decided that Max would be going against Kasha. Max grinned and told Kenny that they could let Sanka be on the team just this once. Kenny nodded and Sanka thanked him. They sat about on the bank waiting for the bus, which pulled into view a few minutes later. A bit surprised at how much time had passed already, the group climbed onboard, and the bus set off again.
The bus soon got onto the main road. Max got the group into a 3 part round of the "Wheels on the Bus". Kai was grateful that Sanka never mentioned the incident and match with Koji over Dranzer. He was still slightly confused as to why Koji even wanted Dranzer in the first place. He had said he was to meet someone with it, but who? And why? Kai put the thought and questions to the back of this mind for now and focused the team instead on a conversation of who's battling in the match and strategies. The chorus of the "Wheels on the Bus" trailed away as everyone got deep into the topic. The match would apparently be private with only a few people allowed in to watch. Kenny typed up the order to Dizzi, which is as follows: Ray versus Ryall, Tyson versus Greg, and Sanka versus Kasha. In case of a tiebreaker, Kai and Kallo were left to step in and deal with it. As far as strategies go, only the players knew what they were going to do. Kenny, of course, was more than willing to offer advice for moves. He insisted that everybody participating in the beybattles were to go through 'Check-point Dizzi'. Tyson and Sanka both enthusiastically did so. Kai and Ray didn't think it was necessary, but both got their beyblades checked by Dizzi anyway.
Before long, they arrived at the BBA Headquarters, and for some strange reason, Mr. Dickinson was waiting for them at the front door. The group walked over to join him there.
"Ah, welcome boys!" he said enthusiastically. "And Sanka's here too. Lovely. Well, the Buster Bladers are already here. So, let's go and get this match underway."
"You got it, Mr. D!" Tyson agreed. Jumping in the air, he ran off calling, "What are we waiting for? Let's get this battle started! Yeah!"
Mr. Dickinson chuckled at Tyson's enthusiastic spirit and led the others inside the BBA Headquarters. The Buster Bladers were standing just a few feet away from the door. Sanka recognized Kasha right away. The girls frowned at each other; even from such a distance there was no mistaking the rivalry fire that burned in their eyes. Ray grabbed a hold of Sanka's arm and pulled her away in the direction of the stadium. The rest of the BladeBreakers followed them, and the Buster Bladers followed suit behind them. The two teams entered the room from separate doorways though. The dish was in the center of it, with two benches on opposite sides for them to sit. The BladeBreakers set down at one and the Buster Bladers at the other. Tyson looked around at the stands.
"Wow!" he exclaimed. "For only a 'few' people, the stands sure are packed."
"Yeah," Ray agreed. "They all came to watch us in action!"
"Or the Buster Bladers," Kenny said. "We haven't really got a chance to see any of their real techniques, power, or strategies. Kasha, we know a little about and we also got a glimpse of her bit-beast, but her teammates are still a bit of a mystery to us."
"Sure they are, but we can take them, Chief," Max put in confidently. "Right?"
Kenny nodded. "You're right. As long as you all stick to what we practiced."
"We will," Tyson assured. "So Ray, you up first?"
Ray looked across the dish and watched as Ryall came to stand near it. "Looks like I am," he said. He pulled Driger and his launcher out of his pocket and walked over to the dish too.
Ryall smiled at him. "So Ray, you ready to watch me take you down?"
Ray smiled back, showing his fangs slightly. "You just wish."
"Bladers ready?" came the voice of the announcer, who was standing on a raised platform in the center of the stands.
Ryall and Ray readied their beyblades on their launchers. "You bet!" they both yelled.
"Then, 3... 2... 1... LET IT RIP!!" The announcer waved his hand in a downward motion and Ray and Ryall released their blades.
The two beyblades spun around the rim a few times. It kind of looked like they were avoiding each other, keeping as much distance between themselves as possible. Then Driger started things off with a bang, by coming around from behind and knocking Ryall's blade way up in the air.
"Go up after it, Driger!" Ray commanded.
Driger obeyed and leapt up in the air after his opponent. But Ryall's was waiting and ready and it knocked Driger and itself back toward the plate. They both hit it with a loud crash and surprisingly both beyblades were still spinning when the dust cleared. Ray and Ryall blinked. Talk about luck, that that happened.
"Now it's my turn," Ryall said and then yelled, "Go Lynxan, attack!"
His bit-beast was then unleashed. It was big lynx with silvery white fur and huge strong claws. Ray quickly responded by calling out Driger. Both cat bit-beasts were big and fast. The dish was flat so there were no obstacles in the way and no place to hide. Suddenly, Lynxan drove Driger into the plate, pushing him into it with his strong claws. Driger snarled and clawed back but he couldn't move.
"C'mon, push him back, Driger!" Ray ordered.
"He can't Ray," called Ryall from across the dish. "My Lynxan has him pinned down flat."
Ray frowned. "I can see that. But we're not through yet. Driger!"
With a furious growl, Driger locked his sharp claws into Lynxan's strong ones. He pushed, digging his hind legs into the dish's edge, as he drove Lynxan back. The lynx and the White Tiger fought back hard, pushing, clawing, and biting at each other. Ray and Ryall were commanding and encouraging them on, while their teammates did the same thing to them.
"Driger, Tiger Claw!" Ray shouted.
"Iron Nails, Lynxan! Let's go!" Ryall demanded.
Driger came charging at Lynxan, Tiger Claw Attack in motion. Lynxan roared and slammed his big paws into the ground, which caused some white, icy nails to shoot out at Driger. The White Tiger dodged them really well. But some of the things did come pretty close to getting his backside once or twice. Then Driger leapt above Lynxan and came down on him with a full-powered Tiger Claw. Lynxan fought back with another try at Iron Nails. They collided with a big boom and a huge cloud of dust arose. Ray shielded his face against it as it spread and so did Ryall. Tyson, Max, and Sanka jumped to their feet in anticipation and waited.
"I can't see," Kenny complained. "Who won?"
"Just wait, Chief," Tyson said. "The dust is starting to clear now."
The dust cloud began to lessen up. Everybody leaned forward. It turned out that it was a tie. Tyson noticed that both Ray and Ryall were on their knees, breathing heavily.
"Whoa! How about that folks," called the announcer, "it's a tie!"
"Ray!" Tyson cried, running over to his friend in concern.
Ray got steadily to his feet. "I'm fine, Tyson," he assured.
"That's good," Tyson said. He watched Ray go and sit back down on the bench with the others. He pulled out his beyblade and launcher and faced the dish. "Well, I guess I'm up next. You ready, Dragoon?" The bit of Dragoon flashed a bright blue and Tyson smiled.
Ryall stepped down from the platform and Greg then stepped on to battle Tyson. Greg looked at his beyblade, a confident smile forming on lips. He practiced a lot. Now was the time to prove how good he was. He readied his blade on his launcher and Tyson did the same thing opposite him.
"Ready Bladers?" came the voice of the announcer. "And 3.... 2... 1... LET IT RIP!!"
The crowd cheered as both Tyson and Greg released and the second round got underway. Greg's blade started it off, coming around from behind at Dragoon, who dodged. It eventually turned into like a game of cat and mouse, as they would strike and dodge each other all over the place. Finally Greg decided to take things up a notch, and unleashed his bit-beast. It was a big purple raven, with blue eyes that shone like the reflection on water of the sky.
"Go, Ravendale!" Greg shouted. "North Gust Attack!"
Ravendale started to flap his vast wings furiously and a tornado-like vortex formed, whipping around the room. Tyson's beyblade was being pushed back toward the edge of the dish. Tyson realized he had to think fast or he would lose. He decided to fight storm with storm, he quickly summoned up Dragoon. The blue dragon rose out of the bit chip with a loud roar. His blade began to spin faster and faster, creating its own tornado storm, which repelled Ravendale's. Both storms then ceased and they were right back where they started. So they struck it right up again, and it continued on like that for a while.
"Give it up, Tyson," Greg called. "You can only repel my storm's for so long, but eventually you will be pulled into its vortex. My Ravendale is a creature of the North Wind, the strongest wind of them all."
Tyson glared at him. "Is everyone on your team this snarky? You should know that there's more than one way to deal with the wind."
"You can never control the wind. It moves freely."
"Do you really think so? Well then, I think it's time to give you a lesson that you should never say never. Dragoon!"
Dragoon caught on and he headed right at Ravendale. Once under it, he let loose a ferocious Phantom Hurricane. It blew upwards in a whoosh, knocking the beyblade of Ravendale up in the air. With a big roar, Dragoon chased up after his opponent. Ravendale tried to fend him off with a wind gust again. But Dragoon grabbed onto his talons and the two bit-beasts plummeted back to the ground. About three feet from the plate, the dragon let go and the raven crashed making the dish shake. Tyson and Greg kept their balance and waited for the announcement as to who won. But it was kind of obvious to the two of them already as to whom. A cloud of dust had formed from the crash, and everyone was still waiting for it to clear. Finally it did.
"And the winner of round two is Tyson!" the announcer yelled.
Tyson jumped in the air and yelled, "All right! I'm the man!" His beyblade then shot back to his hand and he grinned. "Well done, Dragoon. We did it again, buddy."
Greg picked up his blade from the center of the dish. He looked at it and sighed. Tyson came over to him and looked at it too.
"Is Ravendale ok?" he asked.
Greg nodded. "Yeah, it has nothing that a few repairs and a good polishing wouldn't cure. I guess I'm not as good a blader as I thought I was."
Tyson chuckled. "Are you kidding me? You are an awesome beyblader. Why, for a while there, I was sure that you would beat me. But Dragoon and I, we don't give up so easily. Just practice some more, and you'll get better, Greg."
Greg thought about that for a second and then smiled. "Thanks Tyson. I will for sure. And then I want a rematch with you!"
"Hey, you're on! Anytime, my friend!" Tyson said. And then, they both laughed and clasped hands.
"Well, there's a nice display of good sportsmanship," put in the announcer. "But now we have the last battle for this match."
Tyson and Greg both returned to their seats, and Kasha and Sanka were up next. Sanka was now a feeling a bit nervous, like maybe battling Kasha wasn't such a good idea. Kai looked over at her.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Sanka shook her head vigorously. "It's nothing, Kai. I'm fine. Kasha won't know what hit her!" Putting on a confident face, she walked over the dish, with Kasha already on the other side.
Kasha smirked across at her. "Well, look who joined the BladeBreakers just to face little ole me. Now we'll finally get to find out who is better. My Peggal will take you down! I hope you're ready to lose!"
"We'll just see who loses, Kasha," Sanka shot back. "And I can assure you, that it won't be me. My Icies and I will leave you frozen. So, bring it on!" She readied her beyblade on her launcher and Kasha did the same thing.
"OK, bladers ready?" came the voice of the announcer again. "And then, 3... 2... 1... LET IT RIP!!"
Sanka and Kasha released, and their blades started to circle around the dish. Then they headed straight at each other head on. They collided and then pulled away still spinning. With lots of battle yells, the girls both called out their bit-beasts at the same time. And out came Icies and Peggal. The Pegasus and the ice phoenix stared at one another waiting for a command from their owners.
And there, I think I'll leave it for today. I love cliffhangers, don't you? Anyway, review please and give me some encouragement. I love getting it. Till next time!