Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, it belongs to Takao Aoki, I wish I could own it, the royalties you earn from such a franchise would be huge but that's only a dream and now I'm rambling... oh well. I do own my OC's however, and you can't have them! :P
--- Chapter 4, Realization ---
"You have to! You owe me!" Ash whined as he grabbed Dan's sleeve to try and stop him walking away again. "You guys broke my Dragoon, you have to do something for me to make up for it." Ash continued, frowning as John merely walked off without saying anything. "Anyway, like I was saying, you owe me." Ash finished lamely. Dan looked at Ash with the expression of somebody attempting to remove a very stubborn stain. "Fine, spit it out kid! What do you want?" Dan said angrily, knocking Ash hand off his sleeve and checking it for any marks he may have left. Ash gave a nervous smile and took a step back to make sure he as out of arms reach. "Train me" Ash said so quickly that it could hardly be recognised as English. Dan cast him another dark look before trying to run again at which point Ash dived on his back and tackled him to the ground. "You can't get away, you owe me!" Ash said, grabbing Dan's ankle as he was thrown off and Dan tried to run again. Dan growled as he got us again, shaking his foot free of Ash's grasp and brushing the dust off his shirt roughly. "…stupid kid…" he grumbled, glaring at Ash before looking around for John 'Damn, no back up' he thought to himself.
"Look, kid, we just don't train people, ok? Especially not people like you." Dan tried to explain while resisting the urge to throttle the younger boy. "What do you mean 'people like me'?" Ash questioned, raising an eyebrow and folding his arms impatiently. "I mean, annoying little wannabes who don't stand a chance." Dan answered, brushing his blue hair out of his eyes. "People that would never pose any challenge for us… ever". Dan turned to walk away to look for John but Ash followed. "I am a challenge for you!" Ash yelled angrily "I have a bit beast." Dan just sighed 'Sure the kid has power, he has a bit beast a pretty strong one, but he cant control it, and without control that power is wasted' he thought to himself, still walking without even knowing where he was going 'hes got potential but its only potential, nothing real… yet' he continued to dictate to himself in his mind, adding the final word despite himself. He finally broke out of his trance when a drop of rain fell on the top of his head, running down between his eyes. "Its raining." Ash said dumbly, looking at Dan and pulling his sleeve again to get his attention "I said it's raining!" Ash repeated as Dan pulled his sleeve out of Ash's grasp "Yes Mr 'master-of-stating-the-obvious', I'm well aware of that." Dan snapped, striding off into a café with Ash hot on his heels. "I'll have… an ice cream please, strawberry ice cream" Dan said, running his eyes over the menu behind the counter to pick the sugariest thing he could afford. "And what'll your friend be havin' Darlin'?" the waitress asked in a fake accent, Dan just rolled his eyes and picked up his bowl of ice cream "He can pay himself if he wants anything"
-----John's POV-----
I watched from behind a parked truck as Dan and that kid ran into the café. I don't know why they have both been following me but I don't like it. "I'm not a people person" I said to myself aloud before abandoning my position behind the truck and walking off down the street towards the sea front. Dan's alright I guess, when he hasn't had sugar but that other kid just gets on my nerves, and what's even worse is that that kid wants us to train him. I wrapped my fingers around the cold form of Black Dranzer in my pocket and pulled it out, feeling the warmth drain from my hand and a certain something be extinguished inside me. "Is this the price I have to pay for perfection?" I asked myself out loud as my feet found the sand of the beach. A slutty looking girl in a pink miniskirt overheard me as she passed in the other direction "You are NOT perfect!" she pointed out matter-of-factly, with a smug smile. "No, you'd have to be a bit taller to be perfect…" she said before carrying on up the steps "see you later" she finished as she disappeared from sight. "Whatever..." I mumbled before setting off again. But she's right isn't she, I'm not perfect, Black Dranzer may be but I am not and never will be. But then again is Black Dranzer perfect either? Is it even possible to be perfect? Questions tumbled about in my mind as I reached the place I was headed for, a thin section on beach with the cliffs on one side and the sea on the other. It was raining heavily now so there was nobody around. I attached Black Dranzer to its launcher and took aim, launching the blade so that it smashed through the large rocks that had fallen onto the sand from the cliff face, about 10 minutes of smashing though rocks followed and Black Dranzer was starting to look weaker and slow down. A storm was forming above us. "You're not perfect, are you Black Dranzer? You pretend to be, everyone thinks you are, but you're not are you? You aren't perfect, you aren't complete…" I said to myself as it stopped spinning in the middle of the pile of rubble it had created. I walked over to pick it up "You aren't perfect, just like me"
Flashback
"Black Dranzer! Dark Flame!" John commanded, his blade spinning back up to full speed as his bit beast emerged from its centre. "I wont go down that easy!" The boy yelled "Dark Leopard, again! Black Slash!". The two beyblades raced towards each other, both engulfed in crackling dark energy and hit with a mighty explosion that tore the roof off the building. John looked across the battlefield at his fallen opponent, and then down as both beyblades stopped spinning "Black Dranzer… we drew……" John said as he too fell to the ground, unconscious.
End Flashback
"You can't be perfect." I clenched my fist around Black Dranzer and turned around to face the raging sea. "You aren't perfect, you can be beaten just like every other beyblade! You aren't worth what you do to me!" I yelled as I drew my arm back to throw Black Dranzer into the ocean, lightening cascaded through the sky as intense searing pain flooded through my body. I screamed in agony and fell to my knees, Black Dranzer still clasped tightly between my fingers. I stood up shakily without another word and headed back to the café, the rain plastering my hair to my head.
----Normal POV----
Ash didn't know what had happened but Dan had become very friendly very quickly as soon as he had started eating "And then I asked if they wanted some ice cream and they bit my hand" Dan said happily, laughing as he showed Ash the many rows of tooth marks that now adorned his arm. Ash merely nodded, quite frightened by Dan's sudden change in temperment. "More ice cream?" Dan asked Ash, finishing his sixth bowl as an official looking man in a black suit marched into the café, brandishing a rolled up poster at the woman behind the counter and having a short conversation before striding over to the front window. Ash looked over curiously as the man stuck the poster on the glass before leaving the café. A large title at the top of the poster read 'BBA, World Championship Qualifiers' and Ash dragged Dan over to it before he could order two more bowls of ice cream. "Lets see" Dan said, after realizing what the poster was about and pushing Ash out of the way. "Beyblade world championship qualifiers… best of 3 matches… 4 stages… then a final to determine the winner… top three teams qualify for the world championships… teams of three people... teams may have a substitute." Dan mumbled at he read his way through the poster, taking note of all the important points. "Seems good" he said as a bell above the door signalled John's arrival into the café, soaked from head to toe. "Finally decided to come back eh?" Dan commented happily as he haphazardly pulled the poster off the window, much to the annoyance of the waitress. "Hey you, put that back" She shouted, coming out from behind the counter and losing her fake accent. "That's BBA proper- OH MY GOD! GET OUT!" she yelled noticing the footprints John had put all over the floor and pushing them all out, poster and all.
Well there's Chapter 4 for you, I thought it might have been a bit boring so I added some Black Dranzer Theory stuff in there, just to get that bit of the story started. STILL 0 REVIEWS! WOOOO! Probably 0 readers as well... and its already 4 chapter is:'( oh well. That Chapter was somewhere closer to the length they should be, so I'm happy with it, even if it is a little boring.