Epilogue: Dark Memories
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Amber: I'LL DO IT!
Darkfangs: Don't listen to him. U love it? OMG! That's great! Me love it too. BUT… If you think this is the best chapter, wait till you read this one! DK STILL doesn't like how the Hiwataris met came out, but she did love the death of Voltaire. And yeah about the sequel, it will be up hopefully in August.
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SchoolBoredom: Thank you for the review and yeah the last chapter was similary based on 'Boris, the Blade Stops here'. And I've read your new fic and tried to get some of my friends to read it but I doubt they did. Sorry.
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Alexia: DK doesn't own beyblade, or Lacuna Coil or Evanescence. She does however own the Blade Angels, and their bit-beast.
Three most powerful teams stood face-to-face. Bladebreakers and the Blade Angels on one side of the stadium, the majority glaring at the BEGA team opposite. A redhead girl with twin buns on her head and a two-toned blue-headed boy were both holding a girl with two-toned black hair, who had tears streaking down her cheeks, her crimson pools fired with anger.
Her new rival, a boy with long silver hair tied up in a ponytail at the bottom of his nape, glared back, his victory against Tala forgotten.
"We'll see about that. Or have you forgotten about the match earlier on. Those who accused BEGA get trashed," he growled.
Rayne was really losing her temper.
"Oh leave her alone, Garland," said a voice. This voice wasn't cold, nor was it sweet, but it made the hair on Rayne's neck pricked up.
Destruction
Everyone turned their attention to the doorway under the balcony to see a boy with spiky ginger hair streaked with blonde, his crystal turquoise eyes sparkling with happy life.
Rayne narrowed her eyes at the new comer. 'There's something wrong about that boy,' she thought. The boy walked up to BEGA, as he is part of the team and sat down on the bench.
"She just lost the one she loves," even his voice was filled with amusement. This really ticked Rayne off ands he let out a small scream of anger.
"Enough talk! I want a challenge against you. Choose your player!" she growled.
Brooklyn looked at her, a bit surprised before he grinned.
"Alright," he said. "Lets play." He got up and made his way to the dish, standing on the platform. Both Kai and Anya let go of Rayne, and she walked also walked up to the platform, calming down on her way.
War
They both now stood on the platform, face to face, a large empty stadium between them.
"With the BEGA team behind Brooklyn, and the Blade Angels and Bladebreakers behind Rayne, the crowd hushed, the two players ready, and there's nothing to do but to start the battle," said Brad.
"Yeah but first let's look at the bey-stadium: The acropolis stadium. A proper scale ruins of an ancient temple. Kinda looks like my first apartment," commented AJ.
Up on the balcony on top of where Brooklyn came from, Boris stood tall and proud, a hands-free microphone wired behind his head, the mic set a good distance away from his lips.
"This battle will be the last battle BEGA will hold. Winner takes all. So let the battle begins!" he cried. The crowd cheered, back into spirit.
"Here it is! The bey-stadium is ready and so are the players! So lets begin in…" the Jazz screamed into his own mic. The crowd joined in the countdown as well as the two hyper girls of Blade Angels.
"3… 2… 1… LET IT RIP!"
To fight in defense
Forgotten words
Of friendly hate
Both beybladers launched their beyblades; Black beyblade vs Black and silver beyblade. The two beyblades met in mid-air, clearing the mist that covers the bottom of the dish, before shooting down to the ground of the dish.
"Yowzer! This match is already on fire!" cried AJ.
"Right AJ! We're looking at the best two beybladers who ever let it rip the ripcord!" agreed Brad.
"Rayne watch out! Brooklyn might be up to something," warned Kenny. Rayne gritted her teeth, narrowing her eyes in anger. Deathscythe span and went straight head on!
"I bet he is. But if trick is all he got, then he won't stand a chance. COME ON DEATHSCYTHE!"
War-destruction
The black and silver beyblade cracked slightly from inside and span faster by a few percent and was ready to attack. Brooklyn chuckled as Deathscythe made contact with Zeus, sparks flying in every direction, as they tried to push each other.
War-Destruction
Deathscythe pulled back before launching at her opponent again, this time hitting every single second, trying to break at least some parts of his attack ring.
"Oh yeah! Rayne starts of with a great offence!" announced Jazz. The crowd cheered, giving encouragement to both beybladers. Kai watched in worry as his twin continued to hit her opponent, noticing it wasn't making any effort.
"But can she keep up this abrupt attack throughout the entire match?" added Jazz.
"Yeah! Do it, Rayne!" cheered Ray.
"Keep it up! Brooklyn has got nowhere to go," agree Max.
"Oh no!" cried Crusher.
"Don't worry so much," said Garland. The BEGA team all turned to their leader who was standing in front of them, arms folded across his chest.
"I think he's doing just fine," he said.
They all turned to look at the match carefully. Sure enough, Deathscythe is continuing to attack Zeus.
"Hey. Brooklyn is actually pushing Rayne back!" grinned Mystel.
"Yes," nodded Garland. "He is in complete control in this match."
Brooklyn continued to chuckle.
I don't know why
'What is so funny anyway?' Rayne though furiously, gritting her teeth. 'There's no way I'm going to let him make me look like a fool. In front of all these people.'
"Something's not right," stated Vivien.
"Rayne is not letting up with her attack and Brooklyn is keep pushing her around," said Amber.
"I think it is his beyblade," commented Kenny, looking at his laptop. "Its super-speed, spin rotation can easily evaded Deathscythe's attack.
"And that's why Deathscythe's blows are harmlessly bouncing off him," gasped Anya.
A soul deceased
"Rayne doesn't know about Brooklyn's power he brought with him to the bey-stadium and that's why her attacks, are doomed to fail," lectured Garland. "Everyone calls him the genius, that's because his strength of mind makes his beyblade, the most powerful force in this arena,"
A broken hope
"Grr… Brooklyn," spat Rayne, looking at him.
"Well, Rayne, you've been waiting for this moment but you still aren't prepared," Brooklyn chuckled. "When someone like me comes along, no one can stand a chance by the raw power of my mind,"
A choking breeze
Brooklyn opened his eyes but the pupils changed shape. Instead of the usual black circle, it was shaped as a small fang. Rayne gasped and her Crimson pools widen.
Suddenly red electric bolts surrounded Rayne where she stood and then dust covered the scene with a loud bang.
"No RAYNE!" cried Kai.
War- destruction
"Hey, check that out," Tyson pointed to the screen. "It's Deathscythe. And she's still spinning. Rayne is still in the game,"
"Yeah, but where is she?"
War- Destruction
Soon the dusted cloud cleared off and lying on the rocks as if she was dead, with a few scratches over the place and a few places being ripped, was Rayne.
"RAYNE!" the gang called out.
"By a powerful blow, Rayne has been knocked off her feet," announced the Jazz. "And, not to mention, the entire stadium has been destroyed! I've never seen the power that Brooklyn can dish out. Can Rayne handle it? Can she get up and get Deathscythe back into the match before the spin runs out?"
Rayne groaned her eyes closed lightly.
"Get up, Rayne," shouted Max.
"Come on," urged Ray.
"Rayne!" cried Tyson.
Can't you take me away from your lies?Brooklyn took a step back and turned, walking his way down, off the platform. The black and silver beyblade continued to spin and sensing this, Brooklyn gasped.
Rayne lifted her head and smirked.
"Going somewhere?"
"Rayne?" gasped Kenny, as the rest of the gang gaped at her.
Said girl, placed her hands on the rocks and pushed her up, supported by her legs.
"It'll take more than a couple of fireworks to get me out of the game. Every beyblader is counting on me."
And with a cry she gave some of her own energy to Deathscythe, boosting their powers, as the Black and Silver beyblade span faster, and stronger.
Can't you take me away from your lies?
"I'm going to shut down BEGA once and for all! I won't let you or Voltaire, ruin something that makes so many kids so happy! Go Deathscythe!"
Feeling new, feeling high on energy, and feeling stronger, Deathscythe went head on against Zeus, hitting him wherever she could, sparks flying in every direction once again.
"Yowzer! Rayne is on fire, but will it be enough to get Brooklyn worried," announced AJ. "That remains to be seen."
Brooklyn, who was standing, looking bored and unimpressed, smirked.
"Alright then."
Destruction
His crystal turquoise glowed bright white, bringing out a small tornado so powerful, that it send Rayne back, crashing into the rocks again with a gasp. But Rayne is not going to give up on something she is passionate about as she got back up to her own two feet and cried out, sending more energy to her beyblade.
Brooklyn let out a cruel laugh. "Atta, girl I can't decide whether you are brave, Rayne. Or just foolish enough to match beyblade with me after what you have seen."
His black beyblade also span faster on its spot, crackling with blue electricity.
Dark Paradise
"It doesn't matter if the bey-stadium is devastated. With my mind power, I can create a new way to beyblade. I can create a whole new world. THE ULTIMATE BEY-DIMENSION, EXISTING IN THE DEPTHS OF MY MIND!" he suddenly cried.
His beyblade already became haywire and with a huge block of power, he sent out rocks and wind in Rayne's direction so she had to place her arms in front of her face to defend herself.
"I refuse to take part in this out-dated, old-fashion of a bey-battle,"
Collecting souls
The wind was taking too much of her and she lost her gripped, falling backwards, lying on the ground.
"WE WILL DO THIS MY WAY!" screamed Brooklyn.
"Rayne! GET UP!" shouted Kai.
"Brooklyn is too power," breathed Boris, unheard by the crowd.
Rayne stood up on her hands and knees.
"Such power he has. What else he can do?"
"Now that you mentioned it, Rayne, I don't want to know," shuddered Tyson.
To analyse
'I never felt like this before. Brooklyn has a league of his own. But does that mean I don't have a chance of defeating him? NO! I will not think like that! I WILL WIN!' Rayne thought desperately
War- Destruction
"What is going on here?" asked Vivien.
"It's like a bad disaster movie," answered Amber.
"OK. So you are strong enough to blow the stadium to bits, BUT THAT WON'T STOP ME!" screamed Rayne.
She jumped back up to her two feet and screamed, summoning her inner power.
War- Destruction
Dark sparkles of black and purple, as well as silver surrounded her; powers from her parents and Kai were being summoned, giving it all to Rayne, giving her all the strength and encouragement she needs. Two red slice were seen on her back in which was turned black before her wings were being pulled out, flapped wide behind her as she looked at Brooklyn, determination in her eyes, no smirk or smile played on her lips.
The bitter blood
'I don't understand. I've unleashed my full power and yet Deathscythe is still spinning,' gasped the ginger haired boy. 'It's impossible. I focused all of strength of my mind to keep Rayne down. But she just keeps getting up. This is unacceptable. I'm a beyblade Genius; a beyblade master!' Brooklyn gritted his teeth, and at the same time, Rayne got back up once again, her wings still opened behind her, her body glowing with silver and black streams.
Of children's cry
Kai smiled softly before smirking. 'That's my girl,' he thought. 'Go get him, Sister!'
"Wow! Awesome! I gotta tell you folks. I've never seen anything like this," cried the Jazz. "Can Rayne give back a remarkable combat? Does Rayne have the power to win this thing, or will Brooklyn finish this off?"
Inside the truth
Brooklyn briefly turned his attention t o the annoying man, his eyes glowing, sending pieces of large rocks at his direction.
"Hey, you," he snarled. Jazz looked at him.
"Be quiet."
"Time's up, Brooklyn. DEATHSCYTHE!" screamed the black-haired girl.
Far from my sky
Her dark wings glowed with silver streams, as did her black and silver beyblade and Deathscythe made her appearance. Her long brown hair was tied up in a high ponytail, wearing black spaghetti dress, black boots up to her knees and her wings opened like Rayne. She looked back at her opponent, ferocious as ever, her violet eyes glowing with intense.
War- Destruction
"Attack!" commanded Rayne.
"Fine! Lets go!" growled Brooklyn. Zeus span up in mid air, it's purple and black aura surrounding the beyblade, soon surroundedthe whole area, changing the stadium into something completely new; into the dimension of Brooklyn's mind.
War- Destruction
Brooklyn also spread out his own dark wings and flew up in the air, cackling like a madman we all wish he wasn't. Boris looked up in worry before looking down at the beybladers. But all he could see was pitch black as did everyone else, as they frantically turned their heads from side to side, trying to find their friends. Everything was slowly growing dark, and dark, until it was completely pitch black.
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A pair of crimson orbs fluttered open, along with a small groan at the throbbing of her head. Everything was blurry at the moment, but after several blinking her vision was focused and was gazing up at the identical pair of Crimson eyes.
"How you feeling?" the owner of the identical orbs, spoke.
"Dizzy, but I'm ok," she replied. She realised that he was holding her, while they both sat down on the ground, with the gang surrounding them. She got up into a sitting position and looked around.
"Where's Deathscythe?" was her first question.
Kai pointed towards a direction, and sure enough there was her black and silver beyblade, spinning as if it has been launched, the same stream of black and silver surrounding the blade and her bitbeast, who was smiling softly back at her.
"You ok?" she spoke.
"Better than ever," the solder grinned.
"Brooklyn is still up there and so is his beyblade. You going to finish it off?" asked Sam, who had joined them before the take over.
"You bet. There's no way I'm going to back down!" she growled and got up to her feet once again.
"This dimension is freaky, yet useful," said Anya thoughtfully, an arm belong to Ray wrapped around her waist.
"Where did you say Brooklyn was, Sam?" asked Rayne. A point to a direction was her reply and everyone looked up at the sky where there was a pair of dark wings.
Rayne just noticed that her own wings were folded and once she found a good large space, she unfolded her wings and flew up in the air.
"I don't care about the championship, or team mates… all I care about… is finishing this match," he stated, as Zeus became eye-level with him. "And the end of you Rayne, once and for all. GO ZEUS! KING OF DARKNESS!"
"DEATHSCYTHE! BLACK FEATHER ARROWS ATTACK!" screamed Rayne. Deathscythe flapped her wings before flapping them towards Brooklyn's direction, several sharps individual feathers were thrown towards him, but they were blocked by Zeus defence attack.
"No, Rayne!" cried Vivien. "We have to get out of here!"
"I'm not leaving… until this bey-battle is over!"
"What! Are you crazy!" cried Hilary, helping Kenny up.
"I just can't give up, Hilary! I've got to try my best no matter what! I can't leave Brooklyn here!"
Everyone gave her a quizzical look.
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll have woke up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"
"Don't you get it?" Rayne rolled her eyes. "This place is dark and haunted, and if this is what Brooklyn mind is, then that's sad. I know Brooklyn is somewhat our enemies, but we are all beybladers and if we fight with all of our strength, then we would be able to understand each other!"
"Hey, Rayne is right," nodded Garland.
"We were fighting until now to bring back the kind of bey-battles we believe in, but it isn't enough to win," lectured Rayne. "Unless I can get through to Brooklyn and make him understand the true spirit of Beyblade, until then we haven't won this. I have to get through to him! Right guys? This is why I have to finish this battle, with Brooklyn!"
"Well that's it then," someone said. "Do it," they all turned to Kai. "Just follow the path you believe in, Rayne. No matter what happens… beyblade… no matter if you win or lose, just keep your spirit strong,"
"Go, Rayne!" cheered the four hyper kids.
"We're all behind you," said Kenny.
"Thanks. Now do you think we can use Brooklyn's world against him?" she added.
"Rayne!" they all cried.
"Don't worry," she winked. "Now let's test-drive this dimension."
Flapping her wings, she flew up in the air, her black and silver beyblade as well as her trusty bit-beast in front of her.
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You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
"Brad Best here, on this match where it is Rayne vs Brooklyn," announced Brad,
"DJ has an update for us," nodded AJ.
"This match is between Rayne and Brooklyn!" the Jazz announced, flying in the air of Brooklyn's dimension. "Has unleashed the disaster of a ethic proportion. Brooklyn has channel his rage into his beyblade Zeus."
"Oh my," cried Mr Dickinson, watching the whole battle on TV in the hospital where our young redhead friend, Tala lay. Bandages were wrapped around his forehead and the whole left side of his cheek were covered in plasters. But there was also a mouth tube over his mouth and nose indicating that he can't breath without a machine. His left eye twitched.
"This is terrible."
"What on Earth in his power has Brooklyn caused, AJ?" asked Brad.
"I don't know but he even has got black wings!" cried AJ. Brooklyn's cackled droned out the voice of the commentator.
"The ultimate power, comes ultimate freedom," he chuckled. "Birds like me, answer to no one. Up here no one can interfere with me, I would fly and be free!" he laughed again. "Darkness… is my seal, it's my guard… my world!"
Even though I'd be sacrificed,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?
Suddenly a black and silver beyblade hit Zeus, surprising Brooklyn. Rayne flew up towards him and stood in front of him, a good distant between them, and their beyblades in front of them.
"Boy, someone is having a bad mood day, huh?" grinned Rayne. She then became serious and spat his name.
"Rayne?" he whispered. But at the sight of her made him growl in anger.
"This isn't the real sky!" breathed Rayne. "It's not gloomy, it's big and blue! With lots of white fluffy clouds!" Brooklyn gaped at his opponent.
"We'll fly together and go and find it. How does that sound?" she continued.
"Arrrgh! GO AWAY!" cried Brooklyn, clutching his head, fisting his ginger strands. With a cry, Zeus attacked Deathscythe but Rayne was only pushed back a bit.
"Why should I?" Rayne shot back. "Tell me! What's so great about staying and moping around here, Brooklyn?"
"Enough talk," he growled, still clutching his head. With a cold cry, his wings and himself were engulfed by a purple power, Zeus hitting Deathscythe as hard as he can, sending sparks everywhere.
"Nobody understands how I feel, nobody!" he cried, feeling lonely.
"You're right, I don't," her voice soothed. He looked up at her quizzically, seeing a new her.
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
Shudder deep and cry out:
"Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?"
"But you are not talking, so how will I find out?" she smiled. "We battle that's how. DEATHSCYTHE!" she screamed. Deathscythe went head on against Zeus, hitting him, sending large bunch of sparks and white and yellow orbs everywhere. Brooklyn was pushed back a bit but he also let out his cry sending Zeus to attack once again.
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"What are they doping up there?" asked Crusher.
"I… I don't know," answered Garland. "But it's getting darker. Not for us here on the ground, but Brooklyn's soul and fate is at stake. The outcome of this battle will determine his fate," he explained, as Rayne and Brooklyn continued to fight and bey-battle each other.
"GO DARK SPARKLES!" commanded Rayne. Black, silver and purple small orbs appeared from her beyblade and made a small tornado in front of her, causing Brooklyn to protect his eyes using his arm.
"Because, he's gifted, Brooklyn doesn't know anything about losing," explained Garland. "Because he's so gifted, he doesn't know about working hard, or the important of dedication"
The two black beyblades circled each other, often attacking each other.
"Because he is so gifted, Brooklyn doesn't know anything about emotion, or how to handle it," continued Garland. "It's the loneliness of being a genius. Brooklyn is desperately crying out for help."
Even though I'd be sacrificed,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?
Zeus hit Deathscythe once against. This time large sparkles erupted and from that some of Brooklyn's memories appeared and Rayne was able to see the source of his loneliness.
She saw Brooklyn, in the park, sitting on the swing, all alone, all upset, one sundown.
"That's it. I get it out," she smiled. Brooklyn gaped at her, disappearing away from her.
Rayne chuckled and looked up and flapping her wings, she followed, along with her bit-beast.
"You can't escape from me that easily!" she called.
"Rayne!" called Vivien.
"Not that!" cried Amber.
"I can help you, Brooklyn. If you let me," Rayne spoke almost mentally.
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In a place where it is no longer gloomy, but bright with sun-yellow, footsteps were heard as a female FBI soldier made her appearance, her black wings wide open behind her, her beyblade in front of her, with her bit-beast inside.
And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
And wake without you there,
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something...
Opposite her was a ginger-head boy streaked with blonde, his crystal turquoise brimmed wit tears, as he sat on the reflected floor, his white wings this time, wrapped around himself, as if it was protecting him.
"Hey there, Brooklyn," she spoke ever so softly. "I don't know what you thought beyblading was, but it's not always clean and straight-forward," she explained. "You have to work hard at it… get dirty… sometimes you lose, emotions run high, you feel upset, humiliated. But if you give it your best, the bad things will vanish," she smiled. "So even if you don't win, you'll always have a laugh."
FLASHBACK"Hey there, kid," chirped what seems to be a 7-year-old Rayne. Her slate bangs were small and her black hair was long and tied in a braid. She was wearing long-sleeves black top and black baggy pants instead of her usual attire or FBI uniform. "What are you doing here all by yourself? Come! Join me in a match. We'll bey-battle till we drop! What do you say?"
The 7-year-old Brooklyn, wearing shorts and sleeveless jumper over his shirt, lowered his head and croaked, "You say that now, but in the end, everyone ditches me." Tears were streaking down his cheek and he brushed them off. "Because I always win, and no one wants to play with me anymore,"
"Really?" gasped the young girl.
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Brooklyn lifted his head; his cheeks wet with tear streaks.
"It always have been the same for me," he said, his voice low and filled with anger. "So you can just drop the whole sympathy,"
"Brooklyn," she whispered, eyes softening at the sight. "Come on! Listen to you," she almost cried.
"I'm through listening, Rayne. No one ever listens to me because they always lose to me. It's true. You're trying to distract me because you don't want to lose either." He got up and unfolded his wings. "Unfortunately for you, I never let my guard down."
A growled escaped her red lips. "Fine then!" she shouted. "I'm only trying to help, but if you don't want to listen to reason, then I'll spell it out in the language even you can understand: Bey-battle!"
Brooklyn laughed softly as he slowly and slowly returned to his evil side, the one with the dark wings who cackled, and his beyblade shined.
"Whoa!" gasped Kenny.
"Oh man," cried Alexia.
"That… can't be good," said Max.
"No! EVEYRONE, GET OUT!" shouted Garland. They all turned to him. "Don't make me say this again! The full extents of Brooklyn's power are still a mystery. It's too dangerous for us to stay here!"
"Yeah, but," started Hilary.
"We can't just leave Rayne," said Ray.
The BEGA team gaped at the gang.
"I think she'll be alright," smiled Anya,
"Yeah, as long as she has us by her side," nodded Kai.
'Amazing. What faith they have in each other. What an incredible bond they share. Compare to them, our team, isn't a team at all. We called ourselves friend, but what ever did I do to help Brooklyn?' tears were now streaking down his tanned skin as Garland thought this.
"Gone I say!" cried Brooklyn. "Be gone forever. KING OF DARKNESS!" Brooklyn let his evil side take over completely, not that it has, and through him did Zeus appeared, ferocious than ever, his green eyes glowing.
Dark sparkles tornado appeared as Deathscythe prepared herself for the attack and protect her mistress, as Rayne placed her arms in front of her from getting hit. 'No! This isn't right. Brooklyn…' she thought desperately, tears brimming her eyes. 'He's too alone, too upset, that he set his mind in this gloomy dimension. He needs help, he needs to understand… and I'll be the one to do that!'
With determination in her eyes, Rayne tried to reach for Brooklyn, despite the fact that she gets injured on her way, but Brooklyn shouldn't be living in this darkness for long… he should never have in the first place. If only he had opened himself to others, if only he let at least one person to enter his heart. But no one has known about this, no one has known the coldness of his heart, the darkness of his mind. No one… until now!
"Be gone!"
With every strength she could muster, Rayne tried to block his attack as well as getting close to him, to make him feel…
"RAYNE!" cried Max, Draciel growling as water waves appeared from Rayne's black beyblade.
"What? What's this?"
"Maxie?" blinked Rayne.
"RAYNE!" called Anya, her bit-beast also screaming. Blue ribbons appeared and circled the tornado.
"Anya," she smiled.
Brooklyn gasped for friend.
"I'm sorry, but you won't defeat me that easily," she said. "Not when I have my friends around,"
Rayne bravely took a step towards him, her wings flapping occasionally. Brooklyn growled at her before gasping, understanding what she meant.
I can see them. Friends, team-mates, former competitors. They're all backing him up. She's not kidding.'
Brooklyn cried out, clutching his head. A feeling… a new feeling was growing deep inside of him… it was only one but more… more new feelings… feelings he never knew was gnawing at his mind; Desire, jealousy, anger, happiness… it was eating him up… he want it… he want to feel those feelings… in reality… he want something different in his life.
"I know," she softly spoke. "I know how much you want to feel what I feel,"
He looked up at those soft, crimson pools.
"I know how much you want to feel true friendship, true love, true bonding. But that won't happen if you shut everyone off. So what you win all the time, so what if you lose sometimes… it doesn't matter. Beyblading isn't about winning or loosing, it's about having fun because in the end everyone is a winner."
Rayne give out her hand, waiting for his.
"Let be that person. Let me part of you, to know your past and to comfort you. Open up to me, let it all out and you won't have to be afraid anymore. Not when you have and your team-mates and friends around."
Brooklyn continued to stare at him, and slowly, his wings became white.
"Do… do you mean that?" he asked.
Rayne nodded, a small smile on her face. Slowly, Brooklyn reached up to her, his hand slowly holding hers. Rayne took this chance and walked up to him, glad for no interruption and to his great surprised, she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tight. He suddenly felt this new feeling inside; a fire has been lit but not for loneliness… but for something else: Friendship.
"Thank you," he breathed, hugging back just as tight. "Thank you."
"Isn't someone missing… me?""Now… let's finish this battle," she grinned.
"RAYNE! Now is your chance! Finish him off!" advised Kai from his spot.
"I hear you, bro. GO DEATHSCYTHE! My friends are all with me.
"Max!" Deathscythe appeared from beneath the water element.
"Ray!" thunder struck above them.
"Tyson!" a small tornado joined with the dark sparkles.
"Alexia!" petals also erupted, joining the tornados, as well bright yellow light engulfing the black beyblade as Amber's attacked joined them.
"Vivien!" white orbs appeared.
"Anya!" Blue ribbons joined the tornado.
"And Kai!" Flames appeared underneath all of the attacks, as Kai joined in.
Everyone from below were all gasping, amazed at the new event.
"What is happening to her blade?" asked Ray.
"It's responding to all of the feelings of her friends. With all of our strength combined, Deathscythe has evolved into the world's strongest bit-beast and beyblade.
Both of the black beyblade met one last time before everything engulfed into a bright light.
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Everyone opened their eyes to see themselves back into the BEGA stadium. Everything was as it was when they left. There was no damage whatsoever and everyone had stayed in his or her seat. Everything they saw was clearly an illusion in their mind… well the damage of cause was the illusion, but the battle…
Two beyblades made contact for the umpteenth time that battle as sparks flew everywhere.
"They're still going," said one of the BEGA trainees. "I don't how but they are!"
Both beybladers were sitting on the floor, leaning against the rocks, both looked tattered up.
"Now, the real battle begins!" cheered Rayne. They both got up and dusted out the dust off their clothes.
"You got it," Brooklyn chuckled, his voice back to his charming one. The three beyblading teams, The Blade Angels, the Bladebreakers and BEGA all chuckled at the sight.
"Go DEATHSCYTHE!" commanded Rayne.
"Come on! ZEUS!" cried Brooklyn. And without any fancy moves left, the two beyblades continued to hit each other, sometimes throwing each other in the air. That happened once, and the result all came down to this.
"This is it ladies and gentlemen, the moment you have all been waiting for! Who will win?" cried Jazz into his mic.
Slowly, as if it has been an eternity, the two beyblades cam crashing down and was covered by the dust. Everyone watched closely at who was still spinning because by the sound of it, only one beyblade is spinning.
The dust cleared off and only one beyblade was spinning: Deathscythe.
As soon as the information sank in, the Bladebreakers and the Blade Angels all cheered as they won the battle. Rayne looked over at Brooklyn after catching her beyblade in her hands and was happy to see Brooklyn still smiling. She turned around and walked down the stairs.
The gang set off into a run towards her, while congratulating her at the top of the voice but when Rayne took her third step, her eyes faltered as did her balance and swayed forward. Kai, who was the one at the front of everyone else, managed to catch her prone body before she fell to the ground and held her.
"Oh no!" cried Anya,
"Rayne?" called Kai, softly. The crimson orbs opened, and she smiled.
"I'm fine," she said. "Just tired." She pushed herself up to her two feet.
"That was an awesome battle," grinned Tyson.
"Yeah. Couldn't have done any better," nodded Alexia. As the gang all chattered to themselves, Rayne quietly headed towards the doorway unnoticed and walked down the dark corridor.
Her normal breathing with she used in front of her friends soon became short gasps as she limped down the corridor. But being so tired, she was able to reach a room and she collapsed onto her knees, looking at her beyblade.
"Deathscythe. I'm so sorry. I couldn't save you." Her bit-chip glowed.
Do not worry, milady. It was my choice after all.
"Deathscythe…" tears were brimming her crimson orb as she dropped her beyblade onto the floor, her grip no longer strong.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Slowly, bit-by-bit, the base of the beyblade started to crack, reaching up towards the bit-chip. With every crack of the blade was a crack in our heroine's heart as she slowly felt part of her fade away. Soon the whole beyblade was cracked and shattered into millions of little pieces, leaving Rayne in the dark.
"Isn't someone missing me?"
DK: There you go –D… the nect chapter is a small soundtrack of every single song used in this fic and you can even make your own album.
Alexia: Sayanora!
Amber: Adios
Vivien: Ciao
Anya: Bye
Kai: Laters
Rayne: Do Svidanya!