Leave By SunSet
Part 8 - Breaking the wall

"Three, two, one..Let is RIP!"

His voice echoed from the loud speakers placed high in every corner of the large square. A large screen hung from the Vatican church, showing glimpses of the many matched being held at that point in time. The new team of girls watched it, eager to know when their time would come to blow up the dish with their bitbeasts.

"Team Viola takes the win and advance to the next round. Next up is Elementors against the new comers, Dementrors!"

"Told you that name was unoriginal and more then likely taken."

Rebel sniggered as the girls made their way up to the dish. Raif looked from side to side as excited faces lit up, cheering their team names. Ullen stood a good distance away from the dish. She folded her arms and signaled to Raif to go first with a single nod and wave of a hand. She wanted to know if this girl, she bumped into at the air port, was good enough to be holder of a bit beast before they got any further in the tournament together. Raif nodded and stepped forward, pulling her launcher and beyblade out of her pocket.

"Players, take your positions!"

Both beybladers stepped forward. Raif eyed her opponent. It was a male, he had light brown hair styled in a long scruffy fashion and large bright green eyes. His beyblade was a light aqua blue colour and by the build of it she could instantly tell it was a defensive type, she was going to have to go on the heavy attack to tear down the wall of defense protecting the aqua coloured beyblade.

"Three, two, one...Let it RIP!"

Both the players launcher their beyblade at the same time, however the boy's heavy defense beyblade hot the dish first. Raif's beyblade took advantage and instantly pummeled into the top of it and flipped backwards, landing gracefully on the other side of the dish.
Raif listened as Jazz Man explained with detail what was happening in the dish as Raif's beyblade circled around the aqua one that was content just sitting in the middle of the dish.

"Amalon! ATTACK!"

Raif growled her demand. Her beyblade to spin in a certain pattern before attacking the opponent beyblade. The boy's beyblade hardly move, taking little damage. Raif began to feel aggravated under the heat of Italy and the stress of not being able to inflict any damage. She had poorly guessed the defence strength of the beyblade.

"Your defence is alot better then I guessed, but don't worry, I could always lower it for you..."

"I'm going to have to say no to that offer, but you could away try, if you want."

The boy sniggered, replying to Raif's witty comment.

"You're here to beyblade, not have a convocation!"

Ullen hissed as she unfolded her arms and peered at the large screen to see what was happening clearly. Rebel narrowed her eyes and nudged Ullen with an elbo.

"Don't say that! You'll destract her or even worse make her lose confidence. If you want to win this tournament I think you should have a little more respect for your team mates!"

"Hmph..."

Ullen folded her arms again and looked down, admitting defeat. Rebel shook her head and looked up, towards Raif.

"C'mon, Raif! Tear through that beyblade's defense, I bet you he's nothing to you!"

"Will do!"

Raif nodded and clenched her fists tight, her beyblade was constantly attacking but still nothing was happening. The defense of the boy's beyblade was just far too high.

"Go beyblade! Attack!"

The boy finally made his move, but there was something strange about it. The beyblade didn't attack like a defense type, it attacked more like an attack type. It was confusing, as though it has switched its type in a matter of seconds, but isn't that impossible? Raif pondered the thought while watching the aqua blue beyblade hit Amalon hard, sending it flying into the slopped wall of the dish.

"Grr...when this beyblade goes on the attack its vunerable, I'll have to move fast next time he makes a move."

Raif muttered to herself under her breath as his beyblade backed up, ready for the second attack, carelessly surrendering its defense.

"Right...this is it...Amalon!"

A smirk stretched across her straight face as her orange, silver and navy blue beyblade quickly dodged the attack and made a swift turn to fight back.

"NOW!"

Her beyblade tilted slightly and charged straight for the aqua beyblade, hitting it hard, digging the attack ring hard under the weight disk, tearing at the blade base. The force flipped the aqua beyblade high into the air.

"Oops..."

The boy looked at his team of angry faces, foolisly losing focus ofthe match. Amalon lept up, smacking into the falling foe, throwing it clean out of the dish with that one easy blow.

"And theres one win to the Dementors! One more and they'll have this match in the bag and advance to the next round"

Cheers were lifted into the air again. Raif grinned, easily catching her falling beyblade. Ullen looked around her at the cheering crowd and then looked up at Raif. 'Hmm...she's pretty good'.

Raif stood down from the beystadium, two hands pat both her shoulders and a joint 'well done' came from her two team mates. She simply smiled, feeling rather pleased with herself...and her new found team.