WELL HEEEEELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! OK I KNOW LIKE A LOAD OF YOU PEOPLE HAVE EITHER FORGOTTEN ABOUT ME OR HATE ME FOR NOT UPDATING FOR LIKE AGES BUT HERE I AM!! ALL THANKS TO THIS PERSON WHO REVIEWED ME LIKE 40000 TIMES!!!! THANK YOU urm the hope??

I am updating the… drum roll TWENTIETH CHAPTER!!!! My god… 20th!! Woo! WOO HOO I'M BORN ON THAT DAY!! PRAISE THE NUMBER 20!! Hehehe… right anyway.

QUICK RECAP OF WHAT HAPPENED IN 19TH CHAPPIE!!

Urm, Kai and Lan are now a couple, the finals have just started and the first competitors are Ray and Vincent and Lan starts to think that Jackson may actually regret losing the match against her for more than one reason.

KBA: Urm yeh STEVE!!! DISCLAIMER!!

KBA: Where is he??

finds him

dusts him off

Steve: cough

KBA: Awwwww!!

Steve: sneeze

KBA: AWWWWWWWWW!!!

Steve: hic

KBA: Enough. Disclaimer!!

Steve: And that is….

KBA: Never mind…. LAN!!

Lan: Hi.

KBA: Disclaimer if you may.

Lan: People like me!! They really like me!!

KBA: Good for you. DISCLAIMER BEFORE I GET SOME NASTY LAWYERS OR WHATEVER ATTACKING MY HOME!!

Lan: Yeah right… KBA owns nothing but me… great…. Oh… and that horrible... bastard… DIEEE!!!!

KBA: Calm…. Ooooh lets make this interesting!! JACKSON!!

Jackson: Hi…

Lan: cracks knuckles

Jackson: OO Oh shit….. runs away and calls out from behind his shoulder I DIDN'T MEAN IT!! HONESTLY!!

Lan: LIKE HELL YOU DIDN'T!!! Lan runs after him screaming out curses

KBA: hehehe I love torturing my characters!!

Steve: Thank god I belong to Namco...

KBA: WHAT WAS THAT?!?

Steve: Meep.

Ray spun his blade sharply into the dish immediately forming a mini snow storm around his blade while Vincent's did the same as it landed in the dish.

"I won't be able to get anywhere with this!!" Ray muttered to himself. He glanced over to Vincent who, to Ray's surprise, looked just as scared and worried as Ray felt. But Ray wasn't going to show he was scared of a little fake snow. "Drigger attack!!!" He yelled out.

Drigger rammed into the enemy making it land on top of the tip of the mountain and wobble dangerously on the peak. Fake snow drifted slowly down as the attack ended but swirled up again as Ray tried to attack the blade on the mountain. Suddenly Vincent's purple blade had magically gained balance and met Ray's attack making Drigger fly backwards and ram into the barricading walls.

Vincent's purple blade soared down the mountain and started crushing Drigger against the wall and bashing and bashing him making little chips of the barricade fly off. Ray tried to move forward but failed as the Purple blade just continued to bash him forward. Vincent seemed to be relying on brute force, hopefully, alone. Ray started to panic and lose his head under the pressure of the match. He didn't know how to get out of this. Every time he swerved to the side, Vincent turned as well and smashed him back onto the wall. Ray could hear some of A.J or Brad's commentary but didn't understand a word of it. He couldn't even tell who was speaking. The crowd around him were just a blob of multicoloured things making some annoying noise. The world had tuned out of Ray's head and all became fuzz. He could hear a voice.

"Ray!! Ray!!"

It sounded oddly familiar… he remembered that same slightly annoying demanding voice…

"Ray… RAY!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!"

"Huh?" Ray shook his head and everything became clear. He looked down at his blade which was spinning slowly. A throbbing sensation also had appeared in the back of his head.

"Ray you idiot!! What do you think you're doing?? Get back to the match!!"

Ray looked around and saw Kai was on his feet, hands and teeth clenched and obviously extremely agitated.

"Don't look at me!! Pay attention to the match!!"

"Wha-? Oh, right!! Yeah! Sorry Kai!!" Ray turned his attention back to the match and wondered why he blanked out like that. While he was daydreaming Drigger was getting all the damage he got. Ray looked at Vincent, he was grinning manically.

"You…" Ray realised.

All Vincent did was let out a howling laugh. Obviously pleased that he managed to do something to Ray and the effect worked perfectly. He somehow managed to make Ray lose his mind and blank out while Vincent could stay in the real world and smash his blade to pieces… Unfortunately for Vincent, Kai managed to bring Ray back to his senses by chucking one of Kenny's spare beyblade pieces at his head. Now Ray knew not to be tricked again and fight for his team.

"Drigger!! Jump!!!" Ray yelled. With the new regained strength from Ray, Drigger managed to spin a little faster and just as Vincent was about to ram into him again, Drigger jumped letting Vincent smash himself into the wall.

"Ahh!!" Vincent cried as he bounced back into the now attacking Drigger. Ray decided to play it at Vincent's game and if he tried to do what Ray did; he'd be prepared.

Ray happily started to smash his blade against Vincent's but realised he couldn't hold this up for much longer as Drigger was still rather weak. However, Vincent and his team mates must have practised this move with each other over and over, as Vincent knew a solution to the attack. As Ray moved backwards to ram into Vincent's blade, Vincent shot towards him with a huge force as Ray came forward for the blow and knocked Drigger backwards a few inches making him smash into the mountain shaking a load of snow off it's head and fall onto Ray: like an avalanche.

The snow whizzed off the spinning Drigger as it hit the blade but Drigger was definitely slowing down. Suddenly Ray started to lose his head again.

"It's happening again…" Ray panicked in his head. "Oh no, I'm going to lose. He's taking over my mind!! I don't know how to stop it!!" Ray started to sweat and run his fingers through his hair. A slash of purple whizzed by in the dish and his something else. But no, Ray shouldn't be thinking about that. He should be thinking of the match and thinking how to win. How to overcome this mind controlling thing. Of course it wasn't mind controlling! It was something else. Something Ray couldn't put his finger on… Ray decided the spinning purple image in his head could wait; he wanted to figure out this mind controlling thing…

Things then became clearer. Ray could hear the crowd roaring and… booing? Ray quickly looked down at the dish and saw the purple blade spinning. Where was his?

"AND THE WINNER IS!! VINCENT!!" D.J. Jazzman called out.

"What??! What do you mean Vincent won? The match isn't even over yet!" Ray called out angrily. Then he heard a mean snicker from in front of him. Vincent had a glint in his eye and beckoned his Beyblade to his hand while he pointed to a pile of fake snow with his other. Ray jumped into the stadium and started to look for his blade. He found it soon enough and it was severely chipped and if it had flesh, he would have said it was covered in bruises black and blue. "No… How??" Ray started to say.

"A little secret inside my blade," Vincent suddenly muttered so only Ray could hear. "Something very effective. Highly expensive though. But worth it." He muttered grinning evilly. "It's a great mind manipulator, makes you over react to anything and makes you stand thinking for ages about the most stupid things ever. I would love to know what crap you were thinking of. You looked like a real fool you know, just standing there with some questioning look on your face. But I do believe the face you have on now is the funniest."

Ray's eyes were bulging in shock and his mouth was slightly open gaping at Vincent. While kneeling in the snowy beystadium. "How? How? What?"

Vincent laughed out loud and turned around, "gas," he muttered and walked to his team who sat triumphing in their minds over their victory.

"Will the next contestants please approach the stadium!!? And will the old contestants please leave the stadium!!" D.J Jazzman called out. Ray rose slowly and made his way back to his seat still confused. He didn't even realise he walked past Lan as she made her way to the stadium. He didn't even realise the look of confusion and mild disappointment on her face. He didn't even notice the uncomfortable un-warming silence he received form his team mates.

Slowly Ray turned his head to look at the rest of his friends. "How?" He mumbled weakly. But the rest of his team mates were as clueless as he was, maybe slightly less.

"It doesn't matter how." Ray hear Kai say sharply. "The fact is you lost. Now it's up to me and Lan to clean your mess up." Ray looked sadly at his hands and his poor defeated blade. Soon his sadness turned into anger and he started to shake madly while clutching his blade. "Someday…"

"No. Your day was over Ray. There won't be another." Kai said harshly. "I'm sorry pal, but I don't want us ever to have competition against them ever again. Even without the Death Fangs, they still managed to cheat. They don't play fairly these people. They don't know how. All they can rely on is cheating. Lan better watch out…." Kai's eyes suddenly turned soft as he looked at his girlfriend standing at the stadium awaiting the stadium to rise out of the ground. Kai hoped she would do it, he knows she could… if she got around whatever conniving thing her opponent, Stuart, had in mind. "Be careful Lan," he whispered softly.

Lan had suddenly managed to hear him as she turned her head and winked at her team mates. They all gave her a thumbs up and a grin. She grinned back but they all saw the fear and anxiousness in her eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen!! Please give a hand to our next contestants!! The amazingly talented and stunningly beautiful Lan from the Bladebreakers!!!" A huge roar of appreciation erupted for Lan as she grinned sheepishly and waved at the crowd. She found this a good chance to look out for Jackson. She spotted him and noticed he was clapping harder than anyone else was in the whole stadium, Lan grinned a little more. He looked absolutely ridiculous comparing him to his old cool and collective self. When Jackson realised Lan looking at him his hands slipped and ended up whacking his chair's arm rest hurting his hand. Lan let out a big "hah!" before turning away, ashamed of herself for being so stupid and letting Jackson know she was actually paying any attention to him. Jackson noticed this however and a mad rush of warmth rushed through his body making him tingle. He still managed to make her laugh, even if they weren't together and that was enough consolation for Jackson.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Please give another big hand to the slick looker and smooth blader Stuart!!" Applause could still be heard but was obviously less energetic and was more of applause of politeness and out of the sake of applauding. The other teams were obviously keeping their hands still.

"And I think our next dish is ready so please put your hands together again for the arrival of!" There was a dead silence as the two doors on the floor creaked open to reveal the dish Lan and Stuart had to battle in.

A sharp tip started to rise out of the stadium followed by some metal grate looking structure. The tip was sharp and the shape slowly widened as the structure rose out of the floor. Everyone gasped at the beautiful site as it emerged. A fantastic model of the Eiffel Tower stood before them. It even had pigeons and people in a stand still position of daily lives. Lan scanned the beauty of the model and felt slightly sad at the thought of having to rampage her blade and break every miniature person in a walking position. She saw pigeons being fed by people, people walking around doing their normal things like walking to work and holding a briefcase. Underneath the model of the Eiffel Tower there was something that definitely wouldn't naturally be there. A flag was painted under the structure, which Lan recognised as the red, white and blue French flag with "FRANCE" painted under the flag.

"PLEASE GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO THE GENIUSES OF THIS BEAUTIFUL MODEL OF THE EIFFEL TOWER!! OUR FRENCH DESIGNERS BUILT THIS MODEL TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE THE EXACT REPLICA OF THE EIFFEL TOWER WITH ITS SURROUNDINGS. EXCLUDING THE FLAG OF COURSE!" Jazzman called out to the audiences all around him. Everyone clapped and cheered appreciatively.

Lan glanced over at Stuart who was boring his eyes into her. Lan scowled back at him. "Feeling lucky baby?" Lan looked at him oddly. "Think you've got what it takes to beat me? You and your little boyfriend having fun together then? Doing nothing but train together?? How is it going then? He'll leave you know." His eyes started to glitter and sparkle at her maliciously. "He loves his beyblade more than himself, you know. And that's something isn't it."

"Maybe there's some truth in that." Lan said coldly, "but he loves me more than his beyblade." With that remark, Stuart made an ugly face and ground his teeth. "If you think you can put me off this match with stupid little remarks then you're severely mistaken. Cheating won't help you in this match loser." She paused, "by the way, I'm lovin' your bruise." Her eyes flickered at Stuart's purple cheek and smirked at him. Stuart just merely glared even more at her and went slightly red. Lan enjoyed watching his reaction of embarrassment and decided to annoy him even more. "Must thank Jackson for that, really should." She got the reaction she wanted as the mentioning of Jackson, the guy who betrayed his team, made Stuart flash his eyes threateningly over to where Jackson was sitting and growled. Despite the reaction, Lan felt rather guilty on the inside. She knew that she only wanted to taunt and tease him and say that comment just so she could mention Jackson's name out loud and bring back some memories of him. Even if those memories were still hurting Stuart physically, Lan became annoyed they were still hurting and etching away at Lan's mind and became even more annoyed that she purposely brought Jackson's face back into her memories.

Without thinking, Lan's eyes flickered to where Jackson was sitting, just to get another glance at his face, just to remember what he looked like... It didn't really matter if she looked at him for a bit more than a 'flicker,' she needed a good look so his image could be stored into her memory perfectly… for what uses she didn't know.

"Competitors!!" Jazzman called out after the STATS of the two competitors were discussed. "If you may! THREE!!" Lan took her blade out and prepared to launch it into the dish while Stuart did the same. Still looking irritated that his taunting didn't affect her and that he was the one being taunted. "TWO!!" The two gave each other a final glare before launching their blades. "ONE!!" Thick radiating tension emitted from the two, both held their breath for the final call. Lan swallowed.

"LET IT RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

FINALLY ITS OVER

I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER

I'VE HAD EXAMS

AND AND AND UM. OK OK OK I'VE BEEN LAZY. BUT NOW IT'S DONE!! You just kinda need to wait for the next one!! HAHAHAHA ok I'm sorry….

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