Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, or any of your favourite characters but my own, but I do wish to have the show.

Any way, here is my second chapter and REVIEW after you've read it! Please!

Chapter Two

The arrival of the Bladebreakers

" Good Morning guys!" yelled Tyson, as he ran, puffing and panting onto the deck, up to his teammates. "Well, well, look who's finally woken up out of bed!" laughed Max, looking up to see his friend run up the steps and fall down on his knees, in front of him. Kenny stood over Tyson, staring down at him, surprised, "gosh Tyson, it's nearly midday! Did you stay up too late again?" "No." said Tyson, he got up, rubbed his eyes and yawned, he looked around and saw seagulls flying and a port.

"Say chief, are we in Russia already?"

The Bladebreakers had won the American Tournament, with a victorious win from Max and his faithful water bit beast Draciel against Michael from the All-Starz.

They were on a ship, boarding for Russia, where their final tournament would be held in Moscow. The Bladebreakers, Tyson, Max, Kenny, Ray and Kai, were all looking forward to this, especially Tyson, a blue haired boy, whose dream was to become a world champion beyblader, a stubborn brat, but with his attitude he always won his battles. Along with his teammates Max, a blonde haired boy, his father owned a store in Japan and his mother was the coach of the All-Starz in America, he wore green dungarees with an orange t-shirt underneath it.

Ray, a boy from China and an ex-member of another team, he had amber eyes, long ebony hair tied back in ponytail, a ying-yang bandana to keep his black bangs out of his eyes. He wore Chinese clothing.

Kai, a strong, talented beyblader with dark blue hair. Everybody thought he was dark and mysterious, with his tribal markings on his pale face, his dark red eyes, his scarf flying behind him in the light cool breeze, and last but not least, Kenny (or the Chief), the brains of the team. Kenny isn't a beyblader, but he helps by giving them his research, which is in his laptop, along with a trapped bit beast named Dizzara.

"No Tyson, this is London, the ships halfway point. We've got miles to go till we reach Russia", answered Kenny.

"Then when will we get there?" said Tyson impatiently.

"Hey, I don't-", started Kenny, but he was cut off by Ray.

"Hey, isn't that that guy from yesterday?" he asked. The boys looked down at the port, they could see a tall boy with purple hair walk of the ship with his backpack.

"Yeah it is! What was his name again?" asked Max looking up thinking, " was it Ralph?"

" No, it was Robert," said Tyson, he became distant and remembered…

Flashback Tyson wasn't going let this boy get away with trashing children's blades so easily. He wanted to win, so that he could teach this boy a lesson! "Dragoon!" he shouted, "Phantom Hurricane Attack!" The blue dragon rose and summoned strong winds for its attack .the winds circled it so it was hidden in the middle. The blade lunged in release the power against its opponent. But the boy waited for the right moment, then –"Griffolyon!" he called. The enormous Griffin defended itself by using its wings as shield against Dragoon. The creature spread its wings and blew away the attack and Dragoon, leaving him powerless." Dragoon! Hit him with all you've got!" " Griffolyon pin that weakling to the ground!" screamed the boy," that's an order!"

Dragoon tried to strangle the Griffin, but it kept escaping .It grabbed Dragoon's tail and swung him around the stadium with its talons, then pinned him on the ground.

" Now my bit beast, show this Tyson who's master around here and who is t o be taught a lesson! ATTACK!" screamed the boy. Griffolyon spread its wings at full length, turned to Dragoon, and screeched.

"Dragoon!" shouted Tyson, but it was too late. Tyson's blade flew out of stadium and landed in front of his feet. The battle had ended. Tyson had lost. He fell on his knees. "How…how could I have …failed…?"Said Tyson.

The boy held up his hand and caught his Beyblade. The crowd went silent. Max ran to his friend's aid and helped him stand up.

"Hmph! Pathetic. You all are. Now if you excuse me, I have a 4-star restaurant to attend to". The boy turned away.

"You're name," Kai said, "You didn't say".

The boy turned back to face Kai.

"The name, is Robert," he said.

End of flashback

"Robert," muttered Tyson. " I won't forget how you beat me."

"Um…how come he's getting off here?" asked Kenny. Max perked up, "maybe he's off to get breakfast. The food here might have sucked," said Max, smiling.

"Great idea Maxi! Lets go!" shouted Tyson; he was about to Run when Kai grabbed his collar.

"Wait Tyson," he said. "We don't know how long the ship will stay here."

"Six hours," said a voice.

The Bladebreakers looked around. Their eyes finally settled on an old bearded man with a smoking pipe in his hand.

"Excuse me?" said Kai.

"I said six hours the ship will stay here, so you'll have plenty of time," said the man, chuckling. Tyson was wriggling under Kai's strong grip, whimpering: "you hear that Kai? Six hours. Can you let me go? You're strangling me."

" Put him down, Kai," said Ray gently.

Kai eyed Ray, then the stranger, then Tyson and dropped him on purpose. He walked over Tyson saying, "You're training after this. Are you coming or not?" he added to the others. With out waiting for an answer, Kai walked off the ship, his scarf flying behind him. Kenny and Ray followed their captain, leaving poor Tyson on the floor grumbling. Max sighed. He held out his hand and pulled him up. Together, the two mates ran after the rest of their team into Central London, leaving the old man laughing his head off.

Later

"Oh no."

"Great, I'm left with idiots."

"Where's the ship?"

"AAAHHH!"

"Quit screaming Chief!"

"AAAHHH!" screamed Kenny.

"Calm down, Kenny!" said Ray. "You're giving me a headache! Err, excuse me sir."

A man passing by with ropes paused and nodded his head in Ray's direction.

"Could you tell us what happened to the ship that was here?"

"Set out seven hours ago for Moscow," answered the man.

"O.K. Thank you."

"Nice to be of help," smiled the man and resumed walking again.

" It left…" began Tyson.

"…SEVEN hours ago?" finished Max.

Kenny started yelling again. " AHH! I knew it! We should have never left the ship, now we'll never get Russia before the Tournament! We'll be DISQUALIFIED!"

" Quiet Chief," said Ray, deep in concentration. "Whenever we need help, who do we ask?"

"Mr Dickinson, but why do you say that, Ray?" asked Max, slightly confused.

"Because he sent us on a on a ship to travel to Russia."

"So… what's on your mind Ray?" asked Tyson.

"What I'm trying to say, Tyson, is lets ask Mr Dickinson for money."

"Good idea Ray!" cheered Max.

"Bad idea," said Kenny gloomily. Tyson demanded to know why this suggestion was bad.

"Because, I asked Mr Dickinson to travel ahead till we reach Russia," answered Kenny meekly.

"So, where do we go? Said Kai, looking at his allies.

"I know the perfect place to get contact," said Ray helpfully. " But it's back in Central London."

TBC.

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