You know I really can't be bothered to type out the entire match between
the Majestics and Death Fangs. But I'm gonna have to.
*DALLY FROM THE OUTSIDERS RUUULES!! I JUST HAVE TO SAY!!*
I decided I'll bring Dallas back to life and make him do my disclaimer!
Dally Disclaimer:
Dally: We own friggin' nothing!!! So don't sue you *reels off a load of swear words from his tongue* or I'll beat the tar outta you, you *long list of swear words and some never heard of but sounded rude.*
KBA: O_O Um very nice Dally. *Hugs him* I love tough guys!
Dally: Hey baby. You gotta cancer stick!?
KBA: I despise smokers.
Dally: Weirdo.
KBA: Anyway on with the story!
Dally: Can I fight with tuff broad Lan?
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"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! BOYS AND GIRLS OF ALL AGES! WELCOME TO THE QUARTER FINALS!!! BOY THIS TOURNAMENT HAS GONE BY QUICKLY!" DJ Jazzman screamed. "PLEASE GIVE A ROYAL WELCOME TO THE ROYAL MAJESTICS! AND THE DEADLY DEATH FANGS!!"
There was a polite respectful applause but that was drowned out by the fan girls.
"Idiots" Lee muttered.
"In the Majestics, we have ROBERT!"
Polite applause for the purple haired guy
"Italian ladies man, Enrique!"
Loads of girls started to applause and scream at the blonde guy with the skirt and who Lan thought was gay.
"Amazing and sensitive and one heck of a chef, Oliver!"
The green haired guy in the gay armour smiled brightly and waved a delicate hand.
{This guy HAS to be gay.} Lan mused in her head. {I thought he was a girl at first. Geez!}
"And last but not least! The Gladiator from Glasgow. JOHNNY!!!!"
The hot-head grinned and waved at the crowd.
"And on the other side we have the hot team of the Death Fangs! With team leader, a lady killer; JACKSON!"
Loads of whoops from screaming fans.
"The gorgeous Lee!"
Many girls started to scream while Lee just wrinkled his nose in disgust and glowered.
"The good-looking Jake!"
A shout of JAKE could be heard
"And the very handsome ZACK!"
Screams of I love you could be heard as well.
"This is very unnerving to hear a guy calling us good-looking and gorgeous." Lee whispered to Zack who smirked.
"Maybe he's gay."
Lee just shrugged with a snide smirk on his handsome face.
The Death Fangs were a rough lot but they were all as good-looking as you can get.
Lee had amazing blue eyes you could see for miles which shone brightly but would be even brighter if he ever smiled with happiness, which he never did. Lovely dark, silky blonde hair that looked soft and was soft. A clear firm face and had his left ear pierced and had a fang for a stud. Some hyper people said that it was a real shark tooth but Lee scorned at them as he knew it wasn't true. He had a few freckles on his nose but not many. And he hated girls because they would bombard him every second and he just got fed up with it and started to detest them.
Jake had light brown hair and astonishingly bright beautiful green eyes. Emerald green. He had a cute smile but rarely used it; he didn't have time for girls. None of them did. Save Jackson. He had a cute sharp nose and whenever he wrinkled his nose at something, fan girls or whoever they wouldn't care and just goggle at his cuteness. Jake wore a plain chain around his neck and fell over his dark navy blue T-shirt.
Then there was Zack, he was tall, dark and of course handsome as I had said before. He was darker in skin colour as well; he was still English but had a tan to die for since he had been on holiday recently to the Mediterranean. He was muscular and wore tight clothes to show off his stuff so that it would make people stay away from him. Too bad for him he didn't realise it would attract a load of over excited girls.
And of course Jackson with his award winning smile, he was the best looking out of the lot, then came Lee, Jake then Zack. Each of them was really fit, but others were better looking than others. Lan, you could say was lucky to bag the best looking one.
"Careful guys." Jackson whispered to them while eyeing the Majestics who were drawing out cards on who would fight first, second then last. "Be on your guard. These guys are no pushovers. They're the European champions."
"Ooooh Scary." Lee said sarcastically. He was also the sarcastic smart-ass to the group. But he was extremely intelligent, the brains of the group. Jake was the observer and Zack was the mechanic, he had an easy job to do since none of their blades had ever been broken in battle, but against tough opponents when their blades got a little smashed up, Zack could fix them and make them even better than before. And Jackson was a little of everything making him the strongest, but they worked in a team. They were rough and independent, but they knew there was no "I" in team. They had to pay attention to that saying because that helped them win. Victory was all they ever cared about. A clean reputation.
"An attitude like that Lee will be your downfall!!" Hissed Jackson. Lee stayed quiet but looked menacing. His face flushed pink, no one spoke to him like that, but this was Jackson so he had to take the hit and accept it like a man.
"Can the first contestants please approach the dish!" Jazzman called.
Jackson stood up to an uproar of girls screaming. You would have thought there were no guys in the audience.
On the other side the one called Enrique stood up bearing a magnificent shield.
"Fancy shield pal." Jackson said. "I like your skirt too."
"Pipe down pretty boy!" Enrique called out. He was slightly mad that there were so many girls cheering for Jackson and not him.
Lan watched from the audience and Kenny got hit laptop ready. Lan was anxious to see how Jackson bladed.
Jackson scowled at Enrique and got his launcher ready.
"What the hell is that thing for any way?" Jackson asked
"You'll see." Enrique answered slyly. {Gotta remember to make a good impression on those babes out there!}
"3!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!! 1!!!!!!!!!!! LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!"
Enrique used his sword for his rip cord and his blade emitted out from his shield into the dish with Jackson's waiting to pounce.
"Say good bye pommie!!" Enrique yelled. And his blade Amphilyon turned into two and encircled Jackson's blade.
Jackson's blade Dragonska (A/N: pronounced: Dragon scar) started to spin on its point in a weird and wonky way, it looked as if it was going to fall over but was still spinning ferociously. Enrique's oncoming attack got obstructed by Jackson's spinning blade. His blade was lashing out at Enrique and jerked Amphilyon near the edge.
Enrique's eyes widened but then recovered his state of shock quickly.
"Fine, you wanna play rough do you? Amphilyon!!! COME OUT AND ATTACK!" Enrique yelled.
A huge flash of golden light emitted from his blade and a huge best with two head came out shrieking in power.
"Nice beast." Jackson admitted. "But take a look at mine!"
And with that his light blue blade glowed a dark purple and then a huge Chinese dragon emitted from it flaring out flames and had a big white pearl in its mouth. It was long and big and intertwined with itself and was bigger than Enrique's by a long shot.
Everyone gasped at the sight.
"Beautiful" Oliver whispered gazing in a trance at the Dragon bit.
Lan's eyes widened. Is that what I'm going to have to go up against? She thought in her head, IF they win she reminded herself. Her shock and fear must have shown on her face because Kai placed his arm around her shoulders and smoothed her hair back but his eyes were still on Jackson's bit.
"Meet and greet Dragonska my Italian friend. He'll turn your Amphibian beast into spaghetti!" Jackson taunted.
"ARGH!!" Enrique yelled in frustration. "Amphilyon! Get him!"
The blade split into two again and started to bash against Dragonska. With the two blades against one, Dragonska, slowly but surely was being pushed near the edge of the extra steep dish.
Jackson growled. "Two blades? What a conniving cheat you are! Dragonska, brace yourself!" And suddenly Dragonska glowed again and a burst of light emitted from it and the two blades stopped moving, still spinning but Amphilyon was no longer pushing Dragonska.
(A/N: I just realised . . . Dragonska . . . Did I steal that name off of you Dragon Spirit!??! Or Guardian of flames, Yami Nikki. Can't remember your name. I think I did you know. Dragonska . . . I can't remember. Well sorry!! I didn't mean to oops! Hehehe . . . Ooops. .)
Then there was another burst of energy from Dragonska and the actual spirit roared and Amphilyon got blasted away to the edge of the dish.
Everyone held their breath to see what the result would be but Amphilyon rolled inwards and was safe from the dish. Although it was spinning slower than before.
{Hah} Jackson thought.
"Slashing Claw!" Jackson yelled
Dragonska reared up and then flew towards Amphilyon and caught the two- headed beast off guard. Dragonska slashed at Amphilyon and it weakened.
"No." Enrique whispered. "C'mon Amphilyon! Recover! Wrap up that damn dragon and you know what to do!"
Amphilyon nodded and screeched. From a sudden burst of speed catching Jackson off guard Amphilyon with its two head bit Dragonska and wrapped it up like a snake. It then flew into the air and the audience gasped at the glowing sight.
"NO! DRAGONSKA! Dragon scale! Dragon scale!" Jackson had a slight panicking moment but then quickly recovered.
Amphilyon rose high into the air and then dropped at full speed to crush Dragonska beneath him. And there was a great crash at the end of it.
When the dust cleared to the horror of Enrique, Dragonska was still spinning as fast as ever and Amphilyon spinning around some of the plastic slivers that got chipped away.
Jackson sighed in relief and smirked.
"But, but how?" Enrique stuttered losing his cool.
"Hah, you won't go anywhere without defence pal. Dragon scales are the best protection you can't even imagine. Hehehe. Best armour around I'll say." And he sneered at the poor wide eyed Enrique while his usual soft brown eyes flashed maliciously like lightning.
Behind him his team mates smirked with him. Their eyes full of harsh cruel laughter.
"Damn you!!!" Enrique howled, he gathered his bearings and a new found power raged inside of him. Determination. To destroy this smirking English bastard. With a new plan in mind Enrique shared it with his beast and Amphilyon, empowered with the same determination set off to do his job.
But Jackson was fed up with playing games. He thought this match dragged on too far. His eyes had a new steely glint in them.
"Pure Light Laser." He whispered.
Amphilyon soared towards Dragonska with ferocity in its eyes. Jackson blinked at its new found power. Good thing to end this quick, or I'll be toast. Jackson thought. He sensed this power would surely weaken him.
"We can't have that now can we. Time's up Blondie! GO DRAGONSKA!" Jackson cried in a deadly voice.
A big spectrum of light flashed in the stadium dazzling everyone excluding Jackson and his team mates as they had seen this many times before. The pearl in Dragonska's mouth glowed all the colours of the rainbow s the dazzling spectrum inside its mouth shone brighter. It was pure light. Soon before Enrique could rub his eyes from the sudden light, a dazzling, shining rainbow coloured laser beam shot out of Dragonska's mouth and shot a bull's eye right onto Amphilyon, casting it out of the dish.
As the light faded, people's eyes started to focus again and Dragonska settled back into its home that was spinning in the centre of the dish and Amphilyon, defeated, lay slightly smoking on the ground next to Enrique's foot.
Enrique was shaking. His mouth open as wide as his eyes. He was staring at Dragonska, innocently spinning in the dish.
"I . . . Lost?"
Jackson leaped into the dish to collect his blade and looked up at Enrique's face frowning slightly.
"Don't take it too hard OK? You fought your best but I won in the end. Don't go cry on us now." Jackson said coldly.
Enrique glared at him and started to shake with anger.
"You! You!" He couldn't put his feelings into words. But Jackson had already climbed out of the dish and turned his back on him.
"You fought well. You're a good blader and you're strong, you know that and I admit it because you know it's true. I'm just stronger. Stop shaking and get a grip on yourself. Please." And he walked off to join his team mates who all had their arms crossed with a smirk on their faces.
"Enrique come back here and stop making a fool of yourself boy!" Robert called out sternly. Enrique snapped out of his angry trance and picked up his precious blade. And stalked off to meet his ashamed team mates.
"I'm sorry."
That's all he said and then sat back down again.
"Saying Sorry doesn't do a thing Enrique! What's done is done, face it. He won. Now stop thinking the world should revolve around you." Robert stated. He sighed. "I'll go up next. See if I can fix this damage. And if I don't. I won't go crying over it. But I seriously doubt I will fail." And he stood up and marched towards the stadium.
"Jake. Go." Jackson ordered.
A.J: Well that was one hell of a match!! Eh Brad? Amazing these boys sure do know how to fight!
Brad: You got that right A.J! I think I'm still blind though. Cover for me K?
Jackson looked over at Lan. He smirked to see her already pale face was even paler and her eyes were wide with shock. He could tell she was highly impressed with his power but was as equally scared of it.
Robert was there waiting impatiently for Jake to advance to the dish.
"It's time to show you what real power is!" Robert challenged.
"Peh. Yeah whatever helmet hair." Jake replied. Robert took no notice to his insult.
"You and your uncouth gang will be out of here before you know it!" Robert said.
"Gang? We're a team. And you should realise that teamwork is important in this game pal. Sure there is only one person to blade and you have to be independent. But talking before hand always helps, or did you not realise that? Three minds are better than one when put together."
"Enough of your foolish teamwork talk! Let's blade!"
"THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, TWOOOOOOOOOOOO, OOOOOOOOOONE. LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The two Bladers took no hesitation in calling out their bit-beasts. Robert's Griffolyon was huge and was slightly bigger than Jake's, meaning more powerful.
A bead of sweat rolled down Jake's face.
{Damn} Jake thought.
Jake's bit-beast was a bright green rattle snake, the same colour of his eyes. Its tail was yellowier than the rest of its long body. It had sharp fangs filled with poison. It looked as deadly as it was.
Jake and Robert's blades were battling it out hard and fast. Sparks flew in the dish and gasps could be heard whenever a Beyblade was near to falling out of the dish. Jake had once weakened Griffolyon by wrapping itself around him and squeezing the daylights out of it. Viper, the name of the snake had also bitten the Griffon spirit as well making it shriek in pain. But when Griffolyon finally managed to break free, it performed its deadly attack and Viper fell. (A/N: I know Viper is a REALLY bad name but trust me, I REALLY can't think of anything so bear with the cheesy name)
Everyone was silent at first. Jake's blade was lying still as a rock in the dish with Griffolyon spinning happily beside it.
All the Jake fan girls were stunned for that moment and were quiet. And then a big uproar came as several crazy girls yelled out:
"CHEATER!!"
"HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO MY POOR JAKE?!"
"JAKE YOU'RE STILL THE BEST!"
"BURN YOU PURPLE HAIRED MEANIE!"
Robert just snorted at them and went to collect his blade.
"Good fight sir." And he inclined his head in a small bow then turned to approach his grinning team.
Jake just stood there steaming in his shoes. He couldn't believe he had lost. He stared at his still blade lying pathetically in the dish. This was his first lost. He was the first to lose a match in their team. He felt ashamed.
He went over to pick up his blade then stormed off to sit down away from his partners. He was angry, not moping like Enrique did. But he still showed a hint of weakness.
"Leave him," Jackson ordered. Zach was just about to go over to him. Most probably taunt him about him losing. "Lee go on you're up next."
Lee stood up and flicked his hair away by shaking his head. Bad idea. This made the Lee fan girls scream in delight.
{Honestly. Just get boyfriends already.} He thought bitterly. He approached the dish and waited for his opponent to come. His opponent was Johnny.
"Hello, you ready to have another lose for your team?" Johnny smirked.
"Funny, I was about to say the exact same thing to you." Lee said coolly.
"Humph well hate to burst your bubble but you're going down Barbie doll!"
"Barbie doll? I thought Barbie was a girl."
"Hah, you're the male version. And it's time to do what other kids do, rip off your head!"
"Gee, how crude." Lee said rolling his eyes. "Let's get this over and done with shall we?"
"Sure thing pal." And he emphasized the 'pal' (A/N: I wish I could do italic thingy but I don't know how, it doesn't show up as italic when I upload it U_U)
"3 . . . . 2 . . . . 1 . . . LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!"
Johnny bashed down his spear thing and let his blade fly at full speed and right at Lee's blade when Lee launched it. Lee blinked as he saw his blade get knocked and bash against the side of the dish.
{Damn you} He cursed.
"Lynxton!!" Lee cried and out came a huge golden leopard roaring with all its might. Johnny gasped at the sight.
Lynxton ran around Johnny's blade as swift as the wind and soon making wind. Johnny's blade got picked up in the mini-twister and dangled dangerously in the air.
"SALAMULYON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Johnny. And out came his purple salamander roaring flames at Lynxton.
The twister died down and Salamulyon nearly fell on top of Lynxton but Lynxton expertly swerved out of the way causing Salamulyon to fall heavily on the ground. Lee took this vulnerable time to attack Johnny and Lynxton, at super speed, went head on and attacked Salamulyon.
The two were head on, each as strong as the other. Sparks flew from the blades and each contestant fought to get his opponent out of the dish. Soon Salamulyon started to gain an advantage and was pushing Lynxton away.
Lee thought quickly and made Lynxton to stop fighting and skid off to the right so Johnny's still pushing blade spun right past Lynxton and was speeding to the edge of the dish . . .
"Lynxton attack it now!" Lee cried with shouts and screams of the crowd egging him on.
Lee's temple started to twitch in annoyance from the girls but continued to concentrate on the match.
Lynxton hit Salamulyon head on and Salamulyon flew high in the air. Everyone expected it to fall to the ground but it landed smack down onto Lynxton making its spirit howl.
"I'm not out of the game yet!" Johnny yelled in victory.
"Garr! Blast it!" Lynxton had flown in the air and spinning madly.
"Hah! It's all over Blondie!" Johnny mocked.
"Didn't anyone tell you all cats land on their feet?" Lee answered back. And he was right Lynxton landed back into the dish and made another advance at Salamulyon.
"SWIFT TERROR!"
"BLAZING FIRE!" (A/N: OK I can't remember the name of Salamulyon's attack, big deal, don't kill me!)
There was a bang when the two blades collided. A blade could still be heard spinning. Someone had won.
"AND LEE IS THE WINNER!! ADVANCING THE DEATH FANGS TO THE SEMI-FINALS!!!!" DJ Jazzman screamed even though he himself was a little unsure of what had happened.
Johnny stood aghast at his blade; it was lying there stupidly while that Lee's blade was spinning around in proud victory until spinning off into its owner's hand.
"No. NO this isn't true. We were supposed to win this frigging tournament! I can't, no I don't believe it." Johnny was wide eyed, stunned and babbling to himself. All his pride gone out the window with his blade.
Behind him the rest were as astonished as Johnny was.
"I don't believe it; we're out of the tournament." Enrique said.
"Neither do I my friend. But it looks like we have met our match. We should respect them, no matter how rude they are. Come. We go home." Robert said as if closing the subject.
"Gee tough luck Johnny. Don't worry, so we didn't win this tournament, we're still European champions! Besides, we don't go very well as a team." Oliver said putting a hand on Johnny's shaking shoulder. Then Oliver turned to Lee.
"You guys really have beautiful Bit-beasts. They're really powerful and you connect to them with your hearts. That's really noble. You have my respect my friend." Oliver said cheerfully. "Take care of your bit-beasts; they're like your own personal friend!"
Lee looked at Oliver. "You don't need to tell me. We already know. But thanks for the compliment. I really . . . ah, appreciate it." Oliver didn't notice the sarcastic ness in his voice.
Oliver stuck out his hand. "I know I haven't bladed any of you guys but it would be really cool if we could! If you're ever in Paris, just find me!"
Lee looked at his hand and raised an eyebrow. "Sorry but I don't waste time with hand shaking, nor do I blade with those weaker than me for fun. I battle to win or to get a new challenge and feel satisfied when I do win. Thanks, but I think I'll pass." And Lee turned around and walked off.
"Well that sure is one grouch if you ever met one." Enrique said cocking and eyebrow. "All of them. They're a bad lot them, their hearts may be with their bit-beasts but they're as cold as ever and with no human emotion."
"Come on, let's go." Robert said and the crowd cheered for them anyway even though they lost.
"Wow." Lan said after a long silence. The Death Fangs had beaten the Majestics. They didn't stand a chance against them now.
"Those guys really are something." Ray said blankly. No one was really paying attention to what was going on, they were too amazed at the Death Fang's immense power.
"I think we're gonna need some help." Max said.
Even Tyson wasn't his usual optimistic self. He too was unsure if they could beat them.
"They're too powerful." Kai muttered. "Kenny? You must have some data on them."
"I sure do Kai. But all the data in the world won't help us. They're way out of our league! They're too strong!" Kenny started to tremble.
"If we want to win this tournament we have to train. Everyone! Tonight. We're going to train. Nine o' clock. No sooner. Straight after an early dinner." Kai said finally before getting up.
Lan looked at him surprised. Was he going to bring everyone to their training spot? Well, they were in the Semi-finals now and their next match was up against the Death Fangs. It was about time they let the rest of the Bladebreakers on in their little secret.
Lan and the rest of the clique stood up and followed Kai out single file to the exit. On their way to their main building exit they ran into the Death Fangs.
Both teams halted and stared at each other glowering at each other. Then the Death Fangs stepped forward and each of them were glaring at either Kai or Lan. And when they brushed past them Jackson whispered in Lan's ear;
"See you at the dish." And looked deviously into her eyes then walked off with his gang.
"Those guys really give me the creeps." Tyson said. "Trust you Lan to be acquainted with that lot."
Lan chose to ignore this comment and continued staring at the Death Fangs' backs. She had to admit, she was a little scared of them. Even Jackson. That look he gave her sent a shiver down her spine. Why did he do that?
They were all so good-looking, but they were practically evil as well. Darkness had fallen over all of them. The way they talked, dressed, so spiteful to everyone around them. What was up with that? They were mean people, but Jackson seemed to be different. Lee, Jake and Zach had never showed off their charming smiles, or looked happy at all. Jackson at least showed he had some life in him. He was different; he was still unfeeling like the rest but was still friendly. At least to her she was. She couldn't believe that was the same person, in the stage area, glinting maliciously at Enrique, a dark look upon his face and acting like some horrid despicable bully. When in the lobby he was laughing and smiling with happiness in his eyes that shone with jolliness. Not darkness and evil. Maybe he just acted like that, un-caring and heartless when blading, when things mean business . . .
Kai was thinking of a million curses he could think of to cast upon them at that time. He wrapped his arm around Lan's waist and let her rest her head on his shoulder before walking off home for a quick meal and then train.
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OKIES that's it! Chapters are getting shorter, which is good. Well, I'm trying to make it up to you by writing lots of chapters quickly to make up being lazy and slow with updating. So please repay me by REVIEWING!!!!!!!!!!
Dally: Yeah, review the broad or else I'll bash your 'eads in!
KBA: You don't need to threaten them!
Dally: C'mon I'm bored! I wanna fight!!
KBA: Listen, you wanna stay here or go back to the cooler or Hell? It's your choice Dallas!
Dally: Just gimme something to do!
KBA: FINE! Lan get over here and beat up Dally, just don't kill him.
Lan: What?
Dally: I WANNA RUMBLE!!!!!!!
Lan: Fine, you wanna fight? Bring it on busta!
*Dally and Lan have an all out skin-fight and Lan comes out the winner*
Dally: I don't lose to girls! Where's my !?#*^%$ Switchblade!?
Lan: Uh oh. O_O
KBA: REVIEW PEOPLE!! ^_^ Please?
*DALLY FROM THE OUTSIDERS RUUULES!! I JUST HAVE TO SAY!!*
I decided I'll bring Dallas back to life and make him do my disclaimer!
Dally Disclaimer:
Dally: We own friggin' nothing!!! So don't sue you *reels off a load of swear words from his tongue* or I'll beat the tar outta you, you *long list of swear words and some never heard of but sounded rude.*
KBA: O_O Um very nice Dally. *Hugs him* I love tough guys!
Dally: Hey baby. You gotta cancer stick!?
KBA: I despise smokers.
Dally: Weirdo.
KBA: Anyway on with the story!
Dally: Can I fight with tuff broad Lan?
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"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! BOYS AND GIRLS OF ALL AGES! WELCOME TO THE QUARTER FINALS!!! BOY THIS TOURNAMENT HAS GONE BY QUICKLY!" DJ Jazzman screamed. "PLEASE GIVE A ROYAL WELCOME TO THE ROYAL MAJESTICS! AND THE DEADLY DEATH FANGS!!"
There was a polite respectful applause but that was drowned out by the fan girls.
"Idiots" Lee muttered.
"In the Majestics, we have ROBERT!"
Polite applause for the purple haired guy
"Italian ladies man, Enrique!"
Loads of girls started to applause and scream at the blonde guy with the skirt and who Lan thought was gay.
"Amazing and sensitive and one heck of a chef, Oliver!"
The green haired guy in the gay armour smiled brightly and waved a delicate hand.
{This guy HAS to be gay.} Lan mused in her head. {I thought he was a girl at first. Geez!}
"And last but not least! The Gladiator from Glasgow. JOHNNY!!!!"
The hot-head grinned and waved at the crowd.
"And on the other side we have the hot team of the Death Fangs! With team leader, a lady killer; JACKSON!"
Loads of whoops from screaming fans.
"The gorgeous Lee!"
Many girls started to scream while Lee just wrinkled his nose in disgust and glowered.
"The good-looking Jake!"
A shout of JAKE could be heard
"And the very handsome ZACK!"
Screams of I love you could be heard as well.
"This is very unnerving to hear a guy calling us good-looking and gorgeous." Lee whispered to Zack who smirked.
"Maybe he's gay."
Lee just shrugged with a snide smirk on his handsome face.
The Death Fangs were a rough lot but they were all as good-looking as you can get.
Lee had amazing blue eyes you could see for miles which shone brightly but would be even brighter if he ever smiled with happiness, which he never did. Lovely dark, silky blonde hair that looked soft and was soft. A clear firm face and had his left ear pierced and had a fang for a stud. Some hyper people said that it was a real shark tooth but Lee scorned at them as he knew it wasn't true. He had a few freckles on his nose but not many. And he hated girls because they would bombard him every second and he just got fed up with it and started to detest them.
Jake had light brown hair and astonishingly bright beautiful green eyes. Emerald green. He had a cute smile but rarely used it; he didn't have time for girls. None of them did. Save Jackson. He had a cute sharp nose and whenever he wrinkled his nose at something, fan girls or whoever they wouldn't care and just goggle at his cuteness. Jake wore a plain chain around his neck and fell over his dark navy blue T-shirt.
Then there was Zack, he was tall, dark and of course handsome as I had said before. He was darker in skin colour as well; he was still English but had a tan to die for since he had been on holiday recently to the Mediterranean. He was muscular and wore tight clothes to show off his stuff so that it would make people stay away from him. Too bad for him he didn't realise it would attract a load of over excited girls.
And of course Jackson with his award winning smile, he was the best looking out of the lot, then came Lee, Jake then Zack. Each of them was really fit, but others were better looking than others. Lan, you could say was lucky to bag the best looking one.
"Careful guys." Jackson whispered to them while eyeing the Majestics who were drawing out cards on who would fight first, second then last. "Be on your guard. These guys are no pushovers. They're the European champions."
"Ooooh Scary." Lee said sarcastically. He was also the sarcastic smart-ass to the group. But he was extremely intelligent, the brains of the group. Jake was the observer and Zack was the mechanic, he had an easy job to do since none of their blades had ever been broken in battle, but against tough opponents when their blades got a little smashed up, Zack could fix them and make them even better than before. And Jackson was a little of everything making him the strongest, but they worked in a team. They were rough and independent, but they knew there was no "I" in team. They had to pay attention to that saying because that helped them win. Victory was all they ever cared about. A clean reputation.
"An attitude like that Lee will be your downfall!!" Hissed Jackson. Lee stayed quiet but looked menacing. His face flushed pink, no one spoke to him like that, but this was Jackson so he had to take the hit and accept it like a man.
"Can the first contestants please approach the dish!" Jazzman called.
Jackson stood up to an uproar of girls screaming. You would have thought there were no guys in the audience.
On the other side the one called Enrique stood up bearing a magnificent shield.
"Fancy shield pal." Jackson said. "I like your skirt too."
"Pipe down pretty boy!" Enrique called out. He was slightly mad that there were so many girls cheering for Jackson and not him.
Lan watched from the audience and Kenny got hit laptop ready. Lan was anxious to see how Jackson bladed.
Jackson scowled at Enrique and got his launcher ready.
"What the hell is that thing for any way?" Jackson asked
"You'll see." Enrique answered slyly. {Gotta remember to make a good impression on those babes out there!}
"3!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!! 1!!!!!!!!!!! LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!"
Enrique used his sword for his rip cord and his blade emitted out from his shield into the dish with Jackson's waiting to pounce.
"Say good bye pommie!!" Enrique yelled. And his blade Amphilyon turned into two and encircled Jackson's blade.
Jackson's blade Dragonska (A/N: pronounced: Dragon scar) started to spin on its point in a weird and wonky way, it looked as if it was going to fall over but was still spinning ferociously. Enrique's oncoming attack got obstructed by Jackson's spinning blade. His blade was lashing out at Enrique and jerked Amphilyon near the edge.
Enrique's eyes widened but then recovered his state of shock quickly.
"Fine, you wanna play rough do you? Amphilyon!!! COME OUT AND ATTACK!" Enrique yelled.
A huge flash of golden light emitted from his blade and a huge best with two head came out shrieking in power.
"Nice beast." Jackson admitted. "But take a look at mine!"
And with that his light blue blade glowed a dark purple and then a huge Chinese dragon emitted from it flaring out flames and had a big white pearl in its mouth. It was long and big and intertwined with itself and was bigger than Enrique's by a long shot.
Everyone gasped at the sight.
"Beautiful" Oliver whispered gazing in a trance at the Dragon bit.
Lan's eyes widened. Is that what I'm going to have to go up against? She thought in her head, IF they win she reminded herself. Her shock and fear must have shown on her face because Kai placed his arm around her shoulders and smoothed her hair back but his eyes were still on Jackson's bit.
"Meet and greet Dragonska my Italian friend. He'll turn your Amphibian beast into spaghetti!" Jackson taunted.
"ARGH!!" Enrique yelled in frustration. "Amphilyon! Get him!"
The blade split into two again and started to bash against Dragonska. With the two blades against one, Dragonska, slowly but surely was being pushed near the edge of the extra steep dish.
Jackson growled. "Two blades? What a conniving cheat you are! Dragonska, brace yourself!" And suddenly Dragonska glowed again and a burst of light emitted from it and the two blades stopped moving, still spinning but Amphilyon was no longer pushing Dragonska.
(A/N: I just realised . . . Dragonska . . . Did I steal that name off of you Dragon Spirit!??! Or Guardian of flames, Yami Nikki. Can't remember your name. I think I did you know. Dragonska . . . I can't remember. Well sorry!! I didn't mean to oops! Hehehe . . . Ooops. .)
Then there was another burst of energy from Dragonska and the actual spirit roared and Amphilyon got blasted away to the edge of the dish.
Everyone held their breath to see what the result would be but Amphilyon rolled inwards and was safe from the dish. Although it was spinning slower than before.
{Hah} Jackson thought.
"Slashing Claw!" Jackson yelled
Dragonska reared up and then flew towards Amphilyon and caught the two- headed beast off guard. Dragonska slashed at Amphilyon and it weakened.
"No." Enrique whispered. "C'mon Amphilyon! Recover! Wrap up that damn dragon and you know what to do!"
Amphilyon nodded and screeched. From a sudden burst of speed catching Jackson off guard Amphilyon with its two head bit Dragonska and wrapped it up like a snake. It then flew into the air and the audience gasped at the glowing sight.
"NO! DRAGONSKA! Dragon scale! Dragon scale!" Jackson had a slight panicking moment but then quickly recovered.
Amphilyon rose high into the air and then dropped at full speed to crush Dragonska beneath him. And there was a great crash at the end of it.
When the dust cleared to the horror of Enrique, Dragonska was still spinning as fast as ever and Amphilyon spinning around some of the plastic slivers that got chipped away.
Jackson sighed in relief and smirked.
"But, but how?" Enrique stuttered losing his cool.
"Hah, you won't go anywhere without defence pal. Dragon scales are the best protection you can't even imagine. Hehehe. Best armour around I'll say." And he sneered at the poor wide eyed Enrique while his usual soft brown eyes flashed maliciously like lightning.
Behind him his team mates smirked with him. Their eyes full of harsh cruel laughter.
"Damn you!!!" Enrique howled, he gathered his bearings and a new found power raged inside of him. Determination. To destroy this smirking English bastard. With a new plan in mind Enrique shared it with his beast and Amphilyon, empowered with the same determination set off to do his job.
But Jackson was fed up with playing games. He thought this match dragged on too far. His eyes had a new steely glint in them.
"Pure Light Laser." He whispered.
Amphilyon soared towards Dragonska with ferocity in its eyes. Jackson blinked at its new found power. Good thing to end this quick, or I'll be toast. Jackson thought. He sensed this power would surely weaken him.
"We can't have that now can we. Time's up Blondie! GO DRAGONSKA!" Jackson cried in a deadly voice.
A big spectrum of light flashed in the stadium dazzling everyone excluding Jackson and his team mates as they had seen this many times before. The pearl in Dragonska's mouth glowed all the colours of the rainbow s the dazzling spectrum inside its mouth shone brighter. It was pure light. Soon before Enrique could rub his eyes from the sudden light, a dazzling, shining rainbow coloured laser beam shot out of Dragonska's mouth and shot a bull's eye right onto Amphilyon, casting it out of the dish.
As the light faded, people's eyes started to focus again and Dragonska settled back into its home that was spinning in the centre of the dish and Amphilyon, defeated, lay slightly smoking on the ground next to Enrique's foot.
Enrique was shaking. His mouth open as wide as his eyes. He was staring at Dragonska, innocently spinning in the dish.
"I . . . Lost?"
Jackson leaped into the dish to collect his blade and looked up at Enrique's face frowning slightly.
"Don't take it too hard OK? You fought your best but I won in the end. Don't go cry on us now." Jackson said coldly.
Enrique glared at him and started to shake with anger.
"You! You!" He couldn't put his feelings into words. But Jackson had already climbed out of the dish and turned his back on him.
"You fought well. You're a good blader and you're strong, you know that and I admit it because you know it's true. I'm just stronger. Stop shaking and get a grip on yourself. Please." And he walked off to join his team mates who all had their arms crossed with a smirk on their faces.
"Enrique come back here and stop making a fool of yourself boy!" Robert called out sternly. Enrique snapped out of his angry trance and picked up his precious blade. And stalked off to meet his ashamed team mates.
"I'm sorry."
That's all he said and then sat back down again.
"Saying Sorry doesn't do a thing Enrique! What's done is done, face it. He won. Now stop thinking the world should revolve around you." Robert stated. He sighed. "I'll go up next. See if I can fix this damage. And if I don't. I won't go crying over it. But I seriously doubt I will fail." And he stood up and marched towards the stadium.
"Jake. Go." Jackson ordered.
A.J: Well that was one hell of a match!! Eh Brad? Amazing these boys sure do know how to fight!
Brad: You got that right A.J! I think I'm still blind though. Cover for me K?
Jackson looked over at Lan. He smirked to see her already pale face was even paler and her eyes were wide with shock. He could tell she was highly impressed with his power but was as equally scared of it.
Robert was there waiting impatiently for Jake to advance to the dish.
"It's time to show you what real power is!" Robert challenged.
"Peh. Yeah whatever helmet hair." Jake replied. Robert took no notice to his insult.
"You and your uncouth gang will be out of here before you know it!" Robert said.
"Gang? We're a team. And you should realise that teamwork is important in this game pal. Sure there is only one person to blade and you have to be independent. But talking before hand always helps, or did you not realise that? Three minds are better than one when put together."
"Enough of your foolish teamwork talk! Let's blade!"
"THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, TWOOOOOOOOOOOO, OOOOOOOOOONE. LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The two Bladers took no hesitation in calling out their bit-beasts. Robert's Griffolyon was huge and was slightly bigger than Jake's, meaning more powerful.
A bead of sweat rolled down Jake's face.
{Damn} Jake thought.
Jake's bit-beast was a bright green rattle snake, the same colour of his eyes. Its tail was yellowier than the rest of its long body. It had sharp fangs filled with poison. It looked as deadly as it was.
Jake and Robert's blades were battling it out hard and fast. Sparks flew in the dish and gasps could be heard whenever a Beyblade was near to falling out of the dish. Jake had once weakened Griffolyon by wrapping itself around him and squeezing the daylights out of it. Viper, the name of the snake had also bitten the Griffon spirit as well making it shriek in pain. But when Griffolyon finally managed to break free, it performed its deadly attack and Viper fell. (A/N: I know Viper is a REALLY bad name but trust me, I REALLY can't think of anything so bear with the cheesy name)
Everyone was silent at first. Jake's blade was lying still as a rock in the dish with Griffolyon spinning happily beside it.
All the Jake fan girls were stunned for that moment and were quiet. And then a big uproar came as several crazy girls yelled out:
"CHEATER!!"
"HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO MY POOR JAKE?!"
"JAKE YOU'RE STILL THE BEST!"
"BURN YOU PURPLE HAIRED MEANIE!"
Robert just snorted at them and went to collect his blade.
"Good fight sir." And he inclined his head in a small bow then turned to approach his grinning team.
Jake just stood there steaming in his shoes. He couldn't believe he had lost. He stared at his still blade lying pathetically in the dish. This was his first lost. He was the first to lose a match in their team. He felt ashamed.
He went over to pick up his blade then stormed off to sit down away from his partners. He was angry, not moping like Enrique did. But he still showed a hint of weakness.
"Leave him," Jackson ordered. Zach was just about to go over to him. Most probably taunt him about him losing. "Lee go on you're up next."
Lee stood up and flicked his hair away by shaking his head. Bad idea. This made the Lee fan girls scream in delight.
{Honestly. Just get boyfriends already.} He thought bitterly. He approached the dish and waited for his opponent to come. His opponent was Johnny.
"Hello, you ready to have another lose for your team?" Johnny smirked.
"Funny, I was about to say the exact same thing to you." Lee said coolly.
"Humph well hate to burst your bubble but you're going down Barbie doll!"
"Barbie doll? I thought Barbie was a girl."
"Hah, you're the male version. And it's time to do what other kids do, rip off your head!"
"Gee, how crude." Lee said rolling his eyes. "Let's get this over and done with shall we?"
"Sure thing pal." And he emphasized the 'pal' (A/N: I wish I could do italic thingy but I don't know how, it doesn't show up as italic when I upload it U_U)
"3 . . . . 2 . . . . 1 . . . LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!"
Johnny bashed down his spear thing and let his blade fly at full speed and right at Lee's blade when Lee launched it. Lee blinked as he saw his blade get knocked and bash against the side of the dish.
{Damn you} He cursed.
"Lynxton!!" Lee cried and out came a huge golden leopard roaring with all its might. Johnny gasped at the sight.
Lynxton ran around Johnny's blade as swift as the wind and soon making wind. Johnny's blade got picked up in the mini-twister and dangled dangerously in the air.
"SALAMULYON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Johnny. And out came his purple salamander roaring flames at Lynxton.
The twister died down and Salamulyon nearly fell on top of Lynxton but Lynxton expertly swerved out of the way causing Salamulyon to fall heavily on the ground. Lee took this vulnerable time to attack Johnny and Lynxton, at super speed, went head on and attacked Salamulyon.
The two were head on, each as strong as the other. Sparks flew from the blades and each contestant fought to get his opponent out of the dish. Soon Salamulyon started to gain an advantage and was pushing Lynxton away.
Lee thought quickly and made Lynxton to stop fighting and skid off to the right so Johnny's still pushing blade spun right past Lynxton and was speeding to the edge of the dish . . .
"Lynxton attack it now!" Lee cried with shouts and screams of the crowd egging him on.
Lee's temple started to twitch in annoyance from the girls but continued to concentrate on the match.
Lynxton hit Salamulyon head on and Salamulyon flew high in the air. Everyone expected it to fall to the ground but it landed smack down onto Lynxton making its spirit howl.
"I'm not out of the game yet!" Johnny yelled in victory.
"Garr! Blast it!" Lynxton had flown in the air and spinning madly.
"Hah! It's all over Blondie!" Johnny mocked.
"Didn't anyone tell you all cats land on their feet?" Lee answered back. And he was right Lynxton landed back into the dish and made another advance at Salamulyon.
"SWIFT TERROR!"
"BLAZING FIRE!" (A/N: OK I can't remember the name of Salamulyon's attack, big deal, don't kill me!)
There was a bang when the two blades collided. A blade could still be heard spinning. Someone had won.
"AND LEE IS THE WINNER!! ADVANCING THE DEATH FANGS TO THE SEMI-FINALS!!!!" DJ Jazzman screamed even though he himself was a little unsure of what had happened.
Johnny stood aghast at his blade; it was lying there stupidly while that Lee's blade was spinning around in proud victory until spinning off into its owner's hand.
"No. NO this isn't true. We were supposed to win this frigging tournament! I can't, no I don't believe it." Johnny was wide eyed, stunned and babbling to himself. All his pride gone out the window with his blade.
Behind him the rest were as astonished as Johnny was.
"I don't believe it; we're out of the tournament." Enrique said.
"Neither do I my friend. But it looks like we have met our match. We should respect them, no matter how rude they are. Come. We go home." Robert said as if closing the subject.
"Gee tough luck Johnny. Don't worry, so we didn't win this tournament, we're still European champions! Besides, we don't go very well as a team." Oliver said putting a hand on Johnny's shaking shoulder. Then Oliver turned to Lee.
"You guys really have beautiful Bit-beasts. They're really powerful and you connect to them with your hearts. That's really noble. You have my respect my friend." Oliver said cheerfully. "Take care of your bit-beasts; they're like your own personal friend!"
Lee looked at Oliver. "You don't need to tell me. We already know. But thanks for the compliment. I really . . . ah, appreciate it." Oliver didn't notice the sarcastic ness in his voice.
Oliver stuck out his hand. "I know I haven't bladed any of you guys but it would be really cool if we could! If you're ever in Paris, just find me!"
Lee looked at his hand and raised an eyebrow. "Sorry but I don't waste time with hand shaking, nor do I blade with those weaker than me for fun. I battle to win or to get a new challenge and feel satisfied when I do win. Thanks, but I think I'll pass." And Lee turned around and walked off.
"Well that sure is one grouch if you ever met one." Enrique said cocking and eyebrow. "All of them. They're a bad lot them, their hearts may be with their bit-beasts but they're as cold as ever and with no human emotion."
"Come on, let's go." Robert said and the crowd cheered for them anyway even though they lost.
"Wow." Lan said after a long silence. The Death Fangs had beaten the Majestics. They didn't stand a chance against them now.
"Those guys really are something." Ray said blankly. No one was really paying attention to what was going on, they were too amazed at the Death Fang's immense power.
"I think we're gonna need some help." Max said.
Even Tyson wasn't his usual optimistic self. He too was unsure if they could beat them.
"They're too powerful." Kai muttered. "Kenny? You must have some data on them."
"I sure do Kai. But all the data in the world won't help us. They're way out of our league! They're too strong!" Kenny started to tremble.
"If we want to win this tournament we have to train. Everyone! Tonight. We're going to train. Nine o' clock. No sooner. Straight after an early dinner." Kai said finally before getting up.
Lan looked at him surprised. Was he going to bring everyone to their training spot? Well, they were in the Semi-finals now and their next match was up against the Death Fangs. It was about time they let the rest of the Bladebreakers on in their little secret.
Lan and the rest of the clique stood up and followed Kai out single file to the exit. On their way to their main building exit they ran into the Death Fangs.
Both teams halted and stared at each other glowering at each other. Then the Death Fangs stepped forward and each of them were glaring at either Kai or Lan. And when they brushed past them Jackson whispered in Lan's ear;
"See you at the dish." And looked deviously into her eyes then walked off with his gang.
"Those guys really give me the creeps." Tyson said. "Trust you Lan to be acquainted with that lot."
Lan chose to ignore this comment and continued staring at the Death Fangs' backs. She had to admit, she was a little scared of them. Even Jackson. That look he gave her sent a shiver down her spine. Why did he do that?
They were all so good-looking, but they were practically evil as well. Darkness had fallen over all of them. The way they talked, dressed, so spiteful to everyone around them. What was up with that? They were mean people, but Jackson seemed to be different. Lee, Jake and Zach had never showed off their charming smiles, or looked happy at all. Jackson at least showed he had some life in him. He was different; he was still unfeeling like the rest but was still friendly. At least to her she was. She couldn't believe that was the same person, in the stage area, glinting maliciously at Enrique, a dark look upon his face and acting like some horrid despicable bully. When in the lobby he was laughing and smiling with happiness in his eyes that shone with jolliness. Not darkness and evil. Maybe he just acted like that, un-caring and heartless when blading, when things mean business . . .
Kai was thinking of a million curses he could think of to cast upon them at that time. He wrapped his arm around Lan's waist and let her rest her head on his shoulder before walking off home for a quick meal and then train.
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OKIES that's it! Chapters are getting shorter, which is good. Well, I'm trying to make it up to you by writing lots of chapters quickly to make up being lazy and slow with updating. So please repay me by REVIEWING!!!!!!!!!!
Dally: Yeah, review the broad or else I'll bash your 'eads in!
KBA: You don't need to threaten them!
Dally: C'mon I'm bored! I wanna fight!!
KBA: Listen, you wanna stay here or go back to the cooler or Hell? It's your choice Dallas!
Dally: Just gimme something to do!
KBA: FINE! Lan get over here and beat up Dally, just don't kill him.
Lan: What?
Dally: I WANNA RUMBLE!!!!!!!
Lan: Fine, you wanna fight? Bring it on busta!
*Dally and Lan have an all out skin-fight and Lan comes out the winner*
Dally: I don't lose to girls! Where's my !?#*^%$ Switchblade!?
Lan: Uh oh. O_O
KBA: REVIEW PEOPLE!! ^_^ Please?