Aryll-link: Well straight into the next chapter!
To brezzybrez: I don't mind that you are really looking forward to what is happening next! It actually keeps me going!
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblades
"HEY" :Speach
Italics: Thoughts
Hey -------: Another Place
Chapter 5. Tournament Time
The cold Russian wind whipped through Kai as he walked down the street, but he never felt it. Nor could he hear the sounds of the boy yelling and the blades smashing. He was lost. Lost in his own memories...
"CWAAAARRR!"
Kai whirled around, like he had been electrocuted. That familiar sound, yet... Then he saw it. The dark shadow, sliding back towards a cloaked blader. A sudden chill ran down his spine, he suddenly felt cold. Cold, hollow and empty. He would of stayed like this, if it wasn't for the glowing warmth Dranzer gave him when he took her out of his pocket.
He ran up towards the battle, but was too late. The cloaked blader was already walking away, her opponent's blade in her hand. He made to run after her, but a brown haired spiked boy stopped him.
"Whoa dude! Wat were ya thinkin?"
"I was thinking perfectly well until you interrupted me." Kai replied coldly. Shaking the boys hand off his shoulder.
"No way man! You don wanna fight her! No matter how good you are, ya can't beat her!"
"Fine" was all that Kai said, hoping that the boy would leave him alone.
"Good, I don't want to see another fellow blader ruined by this girl." the boy signaled to some of his friends, and they left.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kai saw a red headed Russian boy walk away.
Bladebreakers -------
"Man why is it that we always have to come here?" Tyson groaned, rubbing his hands in an attempt to get warm.
"Don't worry, as soon as you start blading you'll start to feel a whole lot better." Ray was staring out of the bus window.
"Yea your right Ray, World Champ here!" Tyson started bragging about his last match against Talla.
Hilary rolled her eyes.
"Well boys, and girl." Mr Dickinson added, with a smile to Hilary. "We are here."
"YAY!" Tyson yelled as he bolted down the aisle, nearly breaking the door as they left.
"Welcome everyone to the Russian Tournament! I am your host as always!" Brad yelled in the mic.
"Don't forget me here Brad." Dj Sammy said.
"Yea whatever mate." Brad laughed.
"Anyway lets get this tournament going shall we?" Sammy yelled. "Lets introduce the contending teams!"
"Man I wish sometimes this guy wouldn't yell so loudly." Tyson was rubbing his ears.
"And I wish you didn't talk so much." Kai's voice snapped behind Tyson.
"Kai! Where were you buddy?" Tyson forgot about his earache and slapped Kai on the back.
"Tell you later." Kai explained as they were called to the stage.
The crowed roared.
"And last but not least lets welcome back the team that tried to kill us all last time the Demolition Boys!"
"Oh my god guys look! They have a girl on there team!" Everyone looked to where Tyson was pointing.
A girl in black was walking alongside Talla. She was in deep conversation with Spencer.
I should of known it was her. Kai thought. Who else would have fitted the job better than Boris's own favorite? His own little pet if you want to call her.
"Hey Kai what's wrong? You seem to have this far away look in your eye." Ray was watching Kai.
"Nothing." Kai just stared out at the crowd. It's just that one of Voltaire's favorite killing machines is on the loose...
Aryll-link: Well there ya go hope that you have enjoyed it!. R&R plz cause if you do i write quicker!
