Well here's the third chapter, I'm getting fast arent i. Well for whoever might be reading this, hope you enjoy cause I had some fun with this chapter.

LightInTheDarkTempest

Chapter Three: Theyre here!

Angel and Jess strode indifferently down the hallway into the arena. Fans cheered from seemingly every direction as Jess and Angel noticed they'd arrived before their opponents. They lay their stuff down by their benches and waited.

"Hey, let me see your blade real fast." Angel asked.

Jess gladly let her see it. Proud of the adjustments she'd made to it. Angel studied the blade to make sure Jess had a good enough combination for their battle. Both looked up as the crowd roared trumpeting the arrival of the Celts, their opponents. Angel handed back Jess' blade to her and stood next to her blonde friend.

"Angel, can we really take them on?" asked Jess a little intimidated by the tall and built bladers across the beystadium platform.

"If we stick together we can."

Jess sighed to herself, telling her racing heart to trust that Angel was right. "So what's the plan?" asked Jess brightly.

"Odds are they'll try to gang up on you or something. We cant let them separate us. Just follow my lead and we'll figure it out based on their style."

"We're winging it again arent we." Jess smiled at her companion mockingly.

"Only a little bit." Angel grinned.

Jess looked up at the crowd noticing how many there really were. "Hey look its Ray and Max! Wait, all the Bladebreakers are here!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"Cool." Angle replid only a bit amused, "Just don't go trying to show off hot shot." Angel teased

"I wont if you don't." Jess teased in return.

Angel and Jess were announced and approached the beystadium confidently.

"Either we'll pull the 'Amateur beyblader' stunt or we'll go full throttle." Angel whispered.

"Let's go full throttle!" Jess whispered back excitedly.

"It would be better if we were underestimated our first match. We don't want people to learn our full throttle style just yet." Angel hinted.

"Okay, you lead I'll follow." Jess smiled.

The two bladers representing the Celts took their marks opposite Jess and Angel. They greeted them formally then everyone waited for the countdown.

" A Scot and an Irishman by the sound of it. This should be interesting." Thought Angel

"3…2…1, Let it Rip!" yelled the entire stadium as the competitors launched their blades into the beystadium.

Their blades all went in with a flash. Right off the bat, Angel faked some 'rookie mistakes' as did Jess. Angel found that she was soon right about one thing, they definitely wanted to pick them off one at a time. The Scot cleverly attacked Angel's weaker defense knocking her off course as they ganged up on Jess.

"Not gonna happen!" Angel muttered as she put on some speed and rammed her way through their double attack in the nick of time to save Jess form being hit right out of the stadium.

"Perfect timing as usual." Jess grinned muttering to Angel.

Angel grinned then tried to lure them after her and to her surprise, her 'rookie moves' led them right into the trap she and Jess were setting for them. Were they actually going to fall for this? Angel wondered in amazement.

"Are those two amateurs or what." Tyson muttered as he watched Angel and Jess blade. Ray and Max shot him a look but couldn't say anything for they too were thinking the same thing.

"Actually no Tyson." Replied Kenny, going over the current stats with Dizzi furiously, " it's a trap, and quite a clever one too!"

"Huh?" Tyson asked as Kenny had now sparked all of their curiosities.

"They're luring them into thinking their amateurs, but each of their 'rookie mistakes' requires a lot of skill and concentration because if they truly were amateurs, Tyson, they would have lost already. Their setting something up but I don't know enough about either of their styles to figure out what!" Kenny replied longwindedly and quite exasperatedly as he watched the battle unfold on his laptop.

"What's going on Dizzi?" he finally asked sighing in defeat.

"Well I don't really know either, chief, but it looks to me like Angels calling all the shots and Jess is backing her up. Other than that I'm lost." Dizzi replied.

Angel finally saw it. The two Celts had finally become overconfident. Their blows were weaker and their moves became sloppier and more sluggish as they let off more and more. Angel glanced at Jess who knew what to do. They both managed to make their blades look completely unbalanced while they still maintained complete control over them.

"Wait for their last attack. Dodge then attack full throttle!" Angel murmered to Jess and Ryker, though he already knew what she had been planning to do.

"Look at them! They're falling apart! Maybe they really are amateurs Chief." Tyson said a bit mockingly.

"Chief you're not gonna believe this one." Dizzi interrupted.

"What?" he asked as all the bladebreakers suddenly took interest in his laptop.

"From the readings I'm getting off of Angel and Jess' blades, they aren't losing. Their still in complete control of their blades and building up power fast!" Dizzi hastily pointed out.

"What!" Tyson asked.

"In other words, Angel and Jess are making their blades look like their falling apart when really their building up power for a massive attack of their own!" Kenny summarized a bit patronizingly, "its brilliant!"

Tyson shot Kenny a glare that clearly said "I knew what she meant" but before he could say it Ray cut in.

"I'll say. That takes a lot of control!"

Max nodded his head in agreement. As Kai simply stared at the two wonderingly. Where had they learned to do that?

Angel grinned as the two Celts sent their blades in for their final attacks. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into!

"Here it comes Chief!" Dizzi announced excitedly to the bladebreakers.

"They're falling for it!" Tyson nearly screamed.

"Wait." Angel reminded Jess when she felt her uneasiness. The opposing blades were headed straight for them! "Now!" Angel finally told Jess as they both dodged their opponents' attacks.

"Ryker, Celtic Fury!" Angel screamed as a Red Dragon emerged from her blade, which now completely balanced out and went hungrily on the attack.

"Rouge, Flaming Claw!" Jess screamed as a red cougar appeared and attacked side by side with Ryker as he rushed forward at the two dumbfounded blades.

There was a burst of light as the blades clashed but when all looked again, the two Celts blades lay motionless at their feet. Angel and Jess' blades flew back into their awaiting hands as they walked over to shake hands with their opponents who merely looked at them angrily yet respectfully. As they approached the two merely stared at them, then nodding their heads stormed off without a word or another glance at them.

"So that's where you get it from." Jess laughed nudging her friend.

Angel laughed sarcastically as they walked back to their bench. (In case you didn't get that. She was teasing her about her habit to not even say goodbye, but to simply leave when she was upset or tired of being round you.) They were surprised to see the Bladebreakers coming down to meet them.

"Awesome job guys!" Tyson told them both.

"Yeah that was a brilliant strategy!" Kenny piped in.

"Yeah it was Angels idea." Jess laughed.

"And the way you guys controlled your blades, you even had Tyson fooled!" laughed Ray not even noticing the death glare Tyson shot him.

Jess laughed upon seeing it and Angel grinned slightly.

"Hey you guys wanna go get something to eat? I'm starving!" Tyson asked.

Jess glanced at Angel begging her to come with her. Angel finally nodded, "Sure. That'd be awesome!" Jess replied for both of them. "I'm not staying forever though Jess." Angel whispered in her friends' ear as they followed the bladebreakers. Which Jess seemed to find oddly funny.

"So how did you know it would work?" Kenny asked Jess as they all sat around a table later on except for Angel who had run to put their stuff in their locker room.

"I didn't." Jess answered with a shrug.

"Then why'd you do it?" asked Max, " I mean you almost were knocked out in the first few minutes."

"Well, because I trusted Angel. She may take some risks, but she'd never let me down. Even when things start going wrong, she'll always find a way to pull through. I don't know how she does it but she does." Jess replied watching Angel return form putting their stuff away. She smiled inwardly when she noticed that another pair of eyes was watching her inconspicuously too. Kai? She wondered grinning on the inside evilly. This would be fun to tease Angel about later. She thought a bit evilly. Angel sat down in-between Jess and Kai and simply stared at what went on around her.

"Out of curiosity, where'd you two learn to blade like that?" asked Ray.

"Well Angel pretty much taught me a few years back." Jess started then stared at Angel who was pretending to zone out. "Angel." Jess nudged her.

"Wales." Angel replied a bit coolly,

"Where's that?" asked Tyson. Geography really wasn't his thing was it. Angel thought to herself

"In England you might say." Angel replied.

Just then a figure caught her eye. He stared at her and she stared back unflinchingly, as a cold shiver ran down her spine. The figure was quite a bit older, in his forties most likely, with dark black hair and piercing green eyes. His face and arms had weird painted designs on them. The like of which only two figures in the room had seen before. The figure started approaching their table. Jess noticed Angel's glare and followed it as she saw the figure approaching she let out a near gasp. He came closer and closer, soon Kai had noticed and watched the stare deepen and sharpen in intensity, there was something he definitely didn't like in that guys stare. Finally all the Bladebreakers noticed the figure as he stepped up to the table.

"Long time no see, huh Angel." He began mockingly.

Angel merely stared back, but Kai could sense the anger burning within her. "You have some nerve coming here!" Angel muttered angrily.

"You've cut me to the heart, Angel. Its not as if we don't know eachother." He grinned evilly.

"I regret the day I ever met you." Angel hissed.

"You can regret it all you want Angel." He said getting closer so only she could hear. " But you'll never escape what you've done." He whispered as he hit the wound on her arm hard then left just as the bladebreakers were jumping to their feet. Angel felt dizzy and weak. She glanced at her arm and saw a familiar looking residue on her black sleeve. "Not again!" she cried out inside. Angel turned to Jess who instantly saw the pain and fear in her eyes and was worried.

"I'll see you later." She said simply, her eyes clearly telling her to stay here and not follow her. Then she got up and headed for their locker room. " Not this again! But how did he know? This drug only works when injected into an open wound, how did he know that my arm was cut? How did he even know where my arm was cut? Unless he was involved with the attack on the bladebreakers that night!" Angel thought as she neared the now empty hallway that led to the individual teams' locker rooms. Her vision started to fail as things shifted in and out of focus. Her strength seemed to plummet to nothing as she fought for each step. Her breathing was slow and pained. She had to keep going. She had to keep moving. She had to make it inside the locker room away from them, away form him. But she felt herself falling and couldn't do anything. She was completely vulnerable, and now, she was scared. Yet, before she could even hit the cold, hard floor, something caught her as she could only wonder if she had fallen into good or evil hands.

When Kai had seen that, Psycho hit her wounded arm his blood boiled as he bolted to his feet ready to tear him limb from limb. He would've killed him right there but it was as if the guy had disappeared into thin air. When Angel had turned to speak to Jess everyone, he relaxed a bit and understood when she left. But then, he noticed two things as he was sitting back down that changed his mind. First, a strange blue residue on the sleeve of Angels shirt and second, and emotion he had never seen in her eyes before. Complete and utter fear. He waited a few seconds after Angel had disappeared into the crowd before muttering that he was bored and leaving. As soon as he was out of their sight, he rushed inconspicuously to find Angel. He was just about to give up when he noticed a lone figure struggling down a shadowy hallway that led to the team locker rooms. He quickly ran after her barely catching her before she slumped to the ground. Something was terribly wrong with her!

"Angel are you alright? What's wrong?" he asked as unfamiliar concern intertwined in his usually cold speech.

"Kai?" Angel asked a bit distantly.

He nodded in response; " he drugged me." Angel replied weakly.

Kai lay her down and propped her up against the wall, steadying her so he could talk to her more easily,

"What does the drug do?" he asked calmly hoping she knew.

"It knocks me out…taking away my strength…and makes me…relive…isolated…memries…" she slowly and weakly got out.

"This must've happened to her before." He thought.

Kai looked down into her fading eyes. It truly was draining her of her strength completely! She looked so weak, so vulnerable now and so scared to be so. He picked her up and carried her into her and Jess' locker room, laying her down on the bench that stood against the wall. He went back and closed the door. He wondered why he had, but all he oculd think of was the nagging voice in his head that told him he needed to. Her eyes started growing misty as she lay there drifting away despite her efforts to stay awake. Kai felt pity and concern for Angel as she lay there helplessly.

"Kai…" she started slowly."

"Hn?"

"Thanx…" she whispered.

"You're welcome." He stated a bit more quietly and warmly than he had intended to.

Angel started shaking a little bit as she continued to hold off the memories the drug was forcing her to relive. Her eyes had closed and Kai could tell the drug was winning out against her attempts to fight it. He suddenly felt something grab hold of his hand. He looked down to see Angel's hand grasping on to his. It felt so strange to him, so innocent, so scared. So like a child clutching the hand their parent when scared. The warmth ran through his hand and up his arm, and to his surprise he didn't make her let go. Even after she had fallen into the induced sleep, he let her hold onto his hand. Why? He wondered, but no answer ever came. Somewhere, in the back of his mind a voice whispered kindly to the scared and trapped girl who seemed so terrified to go through her pain alone. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." Kai silenced the voice in his mind, but made no move to change anything in the current situation.

Angel lay there breathing evenly, atleast she was until the memories began.

For awhile Jess and the remaining bladebreakers (basically all of them except for Kai, if you didn't remember) sat in shocked silence. Jess started feeling really concerned about Angel, but she had basically given her the "don't even think about following me" look which Jess didn't dare disobey.

"Who was that guy Jessica?" Ray finally asked.

Jess was so concerned over Angel she didn't even realize her mouth was answering his question, "Angels' old coach."

"That was her old coach!" Tyson asked shocked, " What kind of crowd was she running with?"

Jess suddenly realized that she had let too much slip, but she couldn't exactly take it back now. What had she done? Rouge simply prodded her, " Jess, tell them. Ryker tells me Angels safe for now, but were gonna need some back up, soon. We need them to know a little bit atleast."

"Not a good one." Jess replied sadly.

"Who was he coach of?" asked Max wonderingly, "When Angel was under him."

"The Celtic Dragons."

"Who?" asked Tyson

Jess smiled, "have that laptop of yours find out for you."

"Come on Jessica," Tyson pleaded, " someone walks up to Angel hits her and walks away. The she disappears. What's going on?"

Jess sighed in defeat. "Alright. From the little I know the Celtic Dragons were founded and trained to master the three guardians of the Celts, in other words, the three Celtic dragons. To choose their four members they found the descendants of the three greatest warlords to ever rule the three Celtic tribes. The Welsh, The Irish, and The Scots. The last member was to be one who contained the blood of all three of them, his dragon was to be made of the sacred blood of the three Celtic guardians as well. He was to be the ultimate secret weapon of the team. Angel and I weren't really friends back then and so when they approached Angel about joining up, she accepted. All four became extremely powerful, yet Angel perhaps the most. For a while nothing seemed wrong at all, until it was too late to turn back. In the arena no one knew anything was wrong, only those four unfortunate bladers knew the truth. They were merely puppets on a string to an organization that now owned them. Soon their training became insane. Angel never told me all that they were made to do, but I've seen a few scars that make me wonder. It came down to that Angel became harder and harder for them to control. They kept trying to awaken the full evil potential within her and within her dragon but after giving into it once, she bound herself to never let it happen again. So she finally escaped, left the team and never returned. After her departure, the team just wouldn't work, she was the captain and now they were leaderless, as far as I know they all just disappeared."

Only Ray had seemingly kept his senses throughout Jess' long story. For his mind instantly asked a question which his mought shot out,

" So where'd Angel get her bit beast then? And what happened to the dragon she wielded?"

"Hey Kenny let me see your laptop a sec." Jess asked the still space dboy.

Reluctantly he snapped out of his wonderment and thoughts and slid it over to her. Jess typed in something and with Dizzi's help had brought up a picture of a flag onto the screen.

"Here look at this." Jess said turning the screen so they could all see.

"Hey that looks like Angels bitbeast!" exclaimed Max.

"Dizzi what is this? Why does this flag have Angels bitbeast on it." Asked Kenny

"It's the flag of Wales chief is all I'm allowed to say." Dizzi replied and if she could shed wink at Jess.

"I think I get it now." Ray started after almost a minute; " Angel must've been the Welsh descendent they needed. But does that mean that when she left, she took the dragon with her? "

"Yup" replied Jess, obviously impressed, " that's why her coach is so mad. Because Angel, though she left the team, still wields Ryker the dragon guardian of the Welsh, and he will only allow himself to be wielded by her."

"So he wants her back?" Hilary asked, speaking for the first time to Jess.

"I dunno." Jess admitted, "I think he might, but I know that Angel would never go back to him."

For the longest time silence took over.

"Well hey guys, you wanna go catch some matches since we'll be here awhile?" Tyson asked as his entire team turned and gave him one massive death glare.

Jess laughed startling them, "Actually Tyson, I think that's a great idea. I could use something to distract me right now."

"What about Angel?" asked Max

"I know she's okay right now." Jess replied.

"Okay then." Ray replied as they all got up and followed Tyson to the arena.

'Angel, I sure hope you're alright atleast.' Jess thought