The Nightmare -Part Three
Early next morning an old Man walked up the steps and rung the doorbell on the front door. This man was elderly; his head was bald and covered with a bowler hat, he had a grey moustache and he held a walking stick. The dark brunette opened the front door. She was surprised to see the visitor.
"Oh…Mr Dickinson!" She said.
"Good Morning Miss Elliott. Is the owner of the house at home?" He asked.
"No Sir," she replied, "But please come in." She opened the door a bit wider and Mr Dickinson stepped inside.
Mr Dickinson and the girl walked into the front room. Mr Dickinson sat down in an armchair. The girl who had one of those head thingies on her head (A/N :I don't know what they're called it's like a headphone with a microphone attached to it) spoke into it. She faced the chairman with a smile and said, " the others will be here in a sec, would you like something? Tea?"
The chairman said he would like some tea. The brunette nodded and walked out the room. The front room door opened and in came the blonde boy, the Asian girl, the black girl and the blonde brunette. One by one they shook Mr. Dickinson's hand, and sat down in the sofa opposite the armchair. "Good morning children," said Mr. Dickinson settling down in his chair.
"Good morning, sir," chorused the teenagers.
" Where's your coach? I came here to speak with him."
" My dad's away at the moment," spoke the black girl, " he'll return late this evening."
"Ah. What a shame," said Mr. Dickinson, "I hope he is well?"
" He is, thank you."
" Well I might as well get down to business," Mr. Dickinson said. He took a deep breath and began. " As you know, I am the chairman of the BBA. This year I have held a world tournament – I trust you've seen who won at the American tournament?" the teenagers nodded. "Excellent. Well the winners, are a team I've created, I announced that the finals would be held in a weeks time in Moscow. The team are on their way to Moscow by ship. Now I have an important assignment- ah thank you very much Miss Elliott"- the dark brunette had come into the room and gave Mr. Dickinson a hot cup of tea. She turned away and leaned on the arm of the sofa with her friends.
" As I was saying, I have an important assignment especially for you."
"We're all ears Mr. Dickinson," said the blonde boy.
" Just tell us what you need," said the light brunette.
" We'll be happy to help," said the Asian girl, smiling.
Mr. Dickinson continued, " I have heard of your talents and I know you are very advanced and quite powerful, your coach used to work for the BBA. I know, Miss Readom of your past events in your early childhood. I need your help. I fear that my team of Beybladers are not strong or powerful enough to win the Russian tournament. I need your skills and techniques to coach them. I want you give them your experience. If you do this, you'll officially become apart of the BBA. London is the cruise's halfway point on the route to Moscow. In a few hours the team will be at the port. Will you accept my assignment?"
The four teens looked at the black girl for an answer. The girl nodded.
" We accept Mr Dickinson. We'll do our best," she answered. " I promise we won't let you down."
End of part two.
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I had to spilt this one chapter into three parts! "The nightmare" was too long!