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Chapter 1

A few days later.

"It was not nice of you to laugh at my suffering." Tyson said, at the end of a very quiet dinner. He let out a contented belch that resounded in the stunned silence of the others. He was just happy at the moment, having successfully indulged in one of his most favourite hobbies: eating his fair (triple) share of the pizza they had ordered. Additionally, beyblading had gone well today, so now he only missed the last of his hobbies: talking much and loudly. After the incident at the dentist he had barely spoken to his friends, but right now, with a full stomach and the nagging pain that had been following him in the past few days in his tooth gone, he felt generous and decided to no longer bear a grudge and to sort it out.

Kai was the first to react to his statement. He groaned. "He talks again…"

"Great!" Max yelled one moment later. "Tyson talks to us again!" The blonde boy danced around the table in joy. He hugged his friend cheerfully. "Wonderful!"

Tyson nodded smugly. "Yeah… I know you all can't live without me!"

Kai rolled his eyes in a truly desperate gesture.

Tyson eyed his friends sternly. "There is only one little thingy we have to sort out…"

His friends eyed each other uneasily for Tyson was obviously referring to the incident after the dentist.

"Well..." Kenny started, squinting at Max, hoping that the cheerful blonde could say something suitably nice. He was closest of all to Tyson.

But evidently Draciel's blader didn't know what to say either, for he only continued: "Well…", while he looked help-seekingly at Rei. The Chinese neko-jin seemed equally reluctant in answering, but he was better in concealing it. He glanced at Kai with a questioning eyebrow raised.

Kai uttered an indifferent "Hn" so Rei looked at Hilary, who looked back at Kenny, completing the circle.

Tyson tapped his foot impatiently on the floor.

"I'm waiting…" he chose to let the tinge of threat colour his voice.

The other boys and Hilary glanced at each other again (except of Kai, who looked as if he couldn't care less), then, as if reaching a silent understanding, all of their gazes suddenly settled on Dizzi.

The bitbeast in the laptop chuckled softly at their unease. Humans could be so childish. She let several terse seconds pass, before she chose to answer the scowling Tyson.

"They laughed at you, Tyson, because you panicked… at the dentist…" the laptop seemed unable to hold her amusement back. She chuckled. The Bladebreakers seemed taken aback by the laptop's lapse in diplomacy and Tyson yelled, jumping out of his chair, propping his hands on the table. "What! I didn't panic! Not the slightest bit! Who dares to say such things! I was as calm as a sleeping bitbeast!"

"Sure you were…" Dizzi seemed positively unconvinced. "Why then do you think Dragoon repeatedly called for my help, because he didn't know what to do when you were about to faint?"

Tyson's mouth stood open in astonishment: "What! No…How…Grrr." He turned, ready to storm off again, but Rei, who had been sitting nearest to him, grabbed his arm and held him back.

"Tyson…please, sit down again… She…" Rei shot an angry look at Dizzi. He disliked the occasionally contra productive behaviour of Kenny's bitbeast.

Tyson noticed that everyone, except Kai of course, glared at the laptop, and immediately he felt calmed in his anger and sat down again, demanding an explanation.

"Hey, don't look at me so accusing." The laptop complained. "It's not my fault Tyson can't bear the truth…Tyson, now, don't scowl at ME! Your Dragoon kept calling me every few minutes while you were at the dentist! I could barely concentrate on the training! Not that there was much that you could call skilful training anyway..." She added as an afterthought.

"Whaaaat ! Dizzi!" There was a collective angry yelp of Kai, Rei and Max, that resounded through the kitchen.

Tyson could almost hear the smirk in Dizzi's voice that matched his own as she went on talking: "Calm down, guys … I didn't mean it personally. Really. But you have to agree, you really still do need a lot of training... Don't get me wrong, please, but if you can't take even slight criticism, then you should better not ask me what your bitbeast talk about you… Dizzi's metallic voice suddenly wavered, "Ehm… No reason to grow so pale, guys… and… please… be so kind as to lower your fists, won't you… You wouldn't harm an unarmed laptop…?"

Kai, Max and Rei emitted a loud growl that bespoke her words a lie. Kenny wasn't sure which side to take and looked almost like a turtle with his head drawn in deeply between his shoulders.

Dizzi, suddenly unsure of herself, made a noise that very closely resembled a swallowing as the boys still held their fists clenched: "Hey, guys…"

Kenny was torn between being protective of his laptop or being frightened of his team-mates.

Tyson harshly dissolved the tense situation. "Let her talk..." the bluenette ordered.

The others lowered their fist the slightest bit, after all, their aim was to make peace with Tyson. Dizzi dared to respire. She quickly thought of a way to resolve the situation, calming the boy's wrath without having to take her words back, but Tyson continued already, his voice impatient and angry: "What do you mean: Dragoon 'called' you? Do the blades now have an intrinsic telephone or what?"

"Telephone?" Dizzi was genuinely surprised, "Surely not! Did you really think we would need something like that?" She paused, then thought to proceed with the original plan, as the fists of three Bladebreakers were still raised towards her. "We bitbeasts are in our blades, or, in my case, in our laptop out of our free will. We act out of respect for our holders..."

The bladers around the table relaxed visibly.

" …though I don't know how Dragoon, Draciel, Drigger and Dranzer came to respect you four dunderheads of all people…"

The bladers around the table tensed again, shooting death glares at Dizzi.

"I, for myself," Dizzi continued quickly, "choose to live inside Kenny's laptop, because he is by far the most (and only) intelligent of you all..."

As a response, Kenny smiled proudly and closed his arms protectively around his laptop, shielding it from the death glares and fists of the other team members. A smiley with an outstretched tongue and a smirk appeared on the screen for a short moment, but (fortunately for Dizzi) no one noticed.

"Dizzi has a good point," Hilary stated wisely, smiling generously at Kenny, and looking especially significantly at Tyson whom she deemed as extraordinarily stupid and lazy.

Now, Hilary, as well as Kenny and Dizzi, got her share of the death glares. Kai definitely had taught them something, if not beyblading, Dizzi thought.

"Of course I have a good point," she agreed, "Unless you haven't noticed, I am always right. And I really don't want to sound presuming … hmhm. I might not be the most powerful of bitbeasts, at least not when it comes to raw force, but still, I should not be underestimated. My true strength lies in my intelligence and my wisdom and I…"

"Yes, yes, Dizzi, we know," Tyson interrupter her impatiently, "back to the important things…how and why did Dragoon call you?"

Dizzi kept quiet for a few seconds, enjoying Tyson's fidgeting. The other three bladers sat with their arms crossed, staring pointedly away from her, their expressions so very Kai-like that they could have been clones. Kenny's and Hilary's glances flicked between Tyson, Dizzi, and themselves, both blushing slightly and quickly looking away when their eyes met for the parts of a second.

Dizzi started to answer Tyson's question: "How we do communicate? That's pretty easy, how do you communicate?" she paused for a moment, before giving the answer, "We talk to each other! Don't look at me this stupidly, Tyson, what did you expect? We don't talk as noticeably as you do, though faster. And no, it's not telepathy. Us, being spirits of energy, and by the way, being very strong spirits of energy, far too powerful for y…"

Dizzi stopped for a second and reconsidered what she had been about to say.

"Never mind… we five, Drigger, Dranzer, Dragoon, Draciel and my humble self are very powerful spirits. We can expand that power of us to a certain distance. It's like we are stretching a feeler of energy to seek for the energy of another spirit. Naturally, the more powerful a bitbeast is, the farther he/she can stretch this feeler to contact another bitbeast.

And the better you know the spirit you seek, the greater the distance between can be. Your bitbeasts, for example, can reach each other around the world, because we are so close to each other. The distance between us doesn't matter anymore."

The Bladebrakers had forgotten their grudge on Dizzi and were all listening intently on what she said. Even Kai's face showed some sign of interest.

Rei raised a hand: "If I get that right, Dizzi, you and Drigger could have been in contact all the while the Bladebreakers were split up and scattered around various continents…"

Kai nodded and Dizzi confirmed their theory: "That was the case. We stayed in contact to check up on our friends. Due to your and our training together, you have formed a strong bond of friendship, which had intensified the connection of your bitbeasts, us, as well. How do you think, Tyson, you would have won the World Championship in Russia against Tala, if not Dranzer and Draciel had helped Dragoon and joined in the fight against Tala…"

The bladers around the table shifted at the mention of the Demolition Boys.

"I thought the bitbeasts couldn't hear us, because they were trapped in another's blade." Max interjected. "At least that's what Kai told me."

"Kai was right," Dizzi answered, "They couldn't hear you, but each other. When Dragoon finally came and managed to free Draciel and Dranzer from Tala's grip, they immediately joined their forces together in order to defeat Wolborg. "

"So we owe the thwarting of Voltaire's evil plans to the friendship of our bit beasts…" Rei said.

"But," Max asked, "If our bitbeasts are so strong, then why were the Demolition Boys ever able to take them away from us?"

"A bit beast needs much strength when fighting other bit beasts." Kai added, stunned into speaking by Max' ignorance.

"If you recall when the bit beasts have been stolen, you will notice that this was only possible after you were defeated," Dizzi answered. "After a battle the bitbeast as well as the blader is weakened, so no one could help when the Demolition Boys claimed their victory's prize. It was pretty shocking for Drigger and me, when in the end we alone remained, when Tyson was fighting Tala."

"I thought Drigger left after the end of our battle against Bryan and Falborg." Rei interrupted.

"Well, she did," Dizzi answered, "leave you and your blade, because she saw herself unable to protect you anymore. She needed to regain her power before returning. But as she by all means wanted to see the battle between Wolborg and Dragoon, she came to my laptop so I could help her watch. She was in a really bad state when arrived…"

"She saved my live in Russia…"the neko-jin softly said, sincere gratitude in his voice.

"She did…" Dizzi smiled, "But it was really Bryan's stupidity that lost the fight. Bryan attacking you was the worst mistake he could've made. It made Drigger much stronger than she originally was. Nothing is more dangerous than an irate tigress defending her cubs, isn't it? By the way, she came over her injuries pretty fast, as she discovered that I'm not so bad a nursemaid. My treatment brought her back to strength far before she would have regenerated her strength normally and I…"

"You, a nursemaid!" Tyson's disbelieving voice interrupted Dizzi's self-praise.

"Well, yes…" the laptop answered, scandalized, "what did you think?"

"Ha!" Tyson exclaimed, "I only knew you as the lady of biting sarcasm…"

"The lady of biting sarcasm will tell you something! In fact, I was the one who helped you out at the dentist when you were frightened to death. Dragoon was so very concerned about your state and almost panicked as well when you were about to faint, because he didn't know how he could support you. And you were constantly calling to him for help! Even if he is one of the most ancient and powerful bit beasts, he has never encountered a situation like this…"

"And you have?" Tyson asked doubtfully, quickly steering away and playing over the burning embarrassment that accumulated in his chest. Kenny answered in Dizzi's stead. He shook his head: "Not exactly, but she has been living in diverse alchemistic and shamanistic artefacts before, so she has quite the experience in healing."

"Wow, how do you know that?" Tyson asked. He was concentrating only with a small part of his mind on the conversation. The major part of it was being busy with keeping the heat out of his cheeks.

"I asked her."

Kai chuckled at Tyson's sheepish grimace and murmured: "Dunderhead…"

"Whaaaaat!" Tyson yelled at Kai, who seemed very unimpressed by his team-mate's outburst.

"Did Dragoon ask the other bit beasts as well?" Hilary inquired in her best know-it-all voice as Tyson has calmed down.

"Yes, he did."

"And?"

"Tyson is not going to like the answer … "

"Come on, please tell us." Tyson wouldn't have been surprised to find Hilary smirking evilly.

Dizzi let out a theatric sigh, waiting till everybody was listening impatiently.

"Dragoon did ask Dranzer, Draciel and Drigger as well, but unfortunately they couldn't help him. None of their holders has ever panicked this severely before…."

Everybody was now looking at the beet-red Tyson. If they now started laughing again, Tyson thought…

They did.

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