Chapter 5.
Elvengirl10: After being reviewed so quickly since putting chapter 4 up. I was inspired for chapter 5.
Everyone was still waiting for Mr. Dickinson to show up. Ian was typing furiously on his laptop. Emily walked over to see what he was working on.
"What's that you're working on, Ian?
"It's a program to beat computer solitaire. Bryan says it can't be done though."
"Why's that?"
"Because he won 5 out of 1000 games." That last comment made Emily laugh. Ian blushed slightly.
Michael stared at the figure that had just spoken to him. It was a boy his height. He had brown hair and green eyes. He was rather wiry and at first glance you would probably mistake him for an elf. The other two figures had now joined him. One was a girl. She had straight blond hair and brilliant blue eyes. The other was a boy with slate colored hair. He had a toque on over his hair. His brown gazed out at Michael with that sense of gladness.
"Neal, Lina, Lance? What are you guys doing here?" Michael asked. He was surprised to see his former teammates.
"Your mom phoned my mom and told her." Replied Neal.
"We tried to keep contact with you, dude, but you kept changing your address and phone number without telling us." Said Lance, as he readjusted his toque.
"Sorry, I kept forgetting."
"It's all right, anyway, how've you been?" asked Lina.
"Good. Heard the Draconous team is still giving you a hard time."
"Yeah, but we can handle it. Stinks, always coming second though." Neal kicked the sand when he said that. Michael looked at his watch.
"Shoot, I'm late. Neal, do you still live in the same place?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'm late for this thing I have to go to. I'll drop by afterwards. If that's alright?"
"Yeah sure, no get going. We don't want to keep you."
"Thanks guys. See ya" Michael took off at a run. He had been so excited at seeing his friends that he had completely lost track of time.
Michael arrived just as Mr. Dickinson told everyone to follow him.
"Michael, where were you?" asked Judy.
"I went for a walk, that's all," he replied. They entered into a little movie theater and sat down. The blade breakers took the front row. The Majestics were right behind them. After that it was the All-stars. The White Tigers and Demolition Boys took the back row because the theater was small and they were one bench short. Mariah sat very closely beside Bryan, who didn't really notice until Rei glared at him. Bryan just shrugged. The stage went black and a spotlight appeared. Dj Jazzman walked out and addressed the teams.
"WELCOME TO CANADA EVERYBODY!!!!!!!" he shouted. Everyone covered their ears.
"SCREEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!!" Since the equipment was at such close range, there was a blast of negative feedback.
"Does he have to yell?" asked Tala.
"The feedback doesn't help either," added Bryan. Jazzman was quickly thrown off the stage. Mr. Dickinson walked on and addressed the teams.
"I suppose that you are all wondering why you are in Canada. I wanted you to be introduced to a new country and new beyblading tactics. I also wanted to promote the sport of beyblading in Canada." Everyone fell over (anime style).
"Figures, we're being used as a commercial," remarked Kai, who was in the process of pushing Tyson off of him. Rei looked up. Mariah had landed on Bryan, and was helping him up. He glared when Bryan smiled and thanked her. Bryan was taking his girl. He had to do something about it.
When order was restored, Mr. Dickinson continued,
"This is what we will be doing. The Maritimes tournament starts in one week. We will have a round-robin tournament, in which you will compete against everyone here. After that we head to Nova Scotia. Then Prince Edward Island, New Brunswick, and Quebec. After that we head west to British Columbia. From there, our journey heads north, to the Yukon, and then we head back east. The whole journey should take about one month, if nothing bad happens. But considering who we have here, something will definitely will go wrong." When Mr. Dickinson said that last sentence, he earned glares from both the Blade breakers and the Demolition Boys. Sure, something bad always happened when those two teams were together, but it wasn't their fault. After that, the introduction was over and the teams had the day off. Everyone went swimming, except for the Demolition Boys. They couldn't swim. This pleased Rei because now he could be alone with Mariah. The Demolition Boys decided to go sightseeing. Michael headed to Neal's house.
He was waiting when Michael got there. They sat on the front steps of Neal's house and stared at the ocean.
"Do you still have your liger zero blade?" asked Neal.
"Yup, I've never let it go. It still reigns undefeated"
"Good."
"I still remember the first day I got it."
Flashback:
Michael stared at the present. It was a poor job, wrapped in newspaper, but it had come from his grandfather, so he knew it had to be special. He read the handwritten card- happy 5th birthday. I made this myself. Hope you like it. Love grandpa. - Michael tore open the newspaper, to a shoebox. He opened it up.
"A beyblade!!," he yelled and took it out to look at it. It was completely white and was a simple design. It came with a launcher and all.
"This is just what I wanted. I wish grandpa were here to see me try it out."
"To bad he's away, he would have loved to be here." Said Michael's mom as she began to clean up.
"Can I go and try it out mom?" Michael pleaded.
"Sure, just be back in time for dinner." Michael ran out the front door and down to the beach in front of his house. He loaded his brand new beyblade.
"Three.two.one.Let It Rip!!!!" he yelled and pulled the ripcord. His blade flew, hitting various debris and then flying back into his hand. He smiled at it. This was the best birthday present he had ever received. Especially since he knew that his grandfather had made it just for him.
A few years past and now Michael was seven. Everyday he'd come from home from school and train with his precious white beyblade. He had installed a stadium and could now land his blade on the dish perfectly. Today was no different. As his blade landed in the dish, it was joined a blue blade. Michael defeated it with ease and the blue blade flew out of the dish. A young boy caught it. Just before Michael was about to say something, the boy turned and ran. The same thing happened the next day and continued on for about a week. Finally Michael did something about. After their battle was over, he stopped this mysterious kid.
"My name's Michael, what's yours?" he asked. The kid backed away defensively.
"Look I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to know your name."
"Its Neal," said the Boy. He had a British accent.
"Did you just move here?" asked Michael.
"Y-yes, I d-did," Neal stuttered.
"Where are you from?"
"England, w-why a-aren't you t-t-teasing me?"
"Why? Should I be?"
"E-everyone e-else does."
"So, I don't care." The two boys then started talking about various things and became fast friends.
"Y-you know, your b-blade move k-kinda like the L-liger Z-zero on Zoids."
"You're right that's what I should call it. The Liger Zero Blade."
End of flashback.
"I still remember that day," said Neal as he watched the waves. "Yeah, but it wasn't till later that we met Lina and Lance and formed the Blitz team." "You're with the All-stars now aren't you?" "Yeah, they don't know I'm not American though." "I would like to see their faces when you tell them." Laughed Neal. The two friends laughed. Michael couldn't remember the last time he'd had a good laugh like that. He glanced at his watch. He had to get going. "I've got to go now," he said. "Dude, where are you staying?" "The Maritimes Hotel." "Cool, I'll come with you. I need something to do." So Neal notified his mom and the two friends set off.
It was suppertime at the hotel. Michael had arrived just in time. Everyone sat down to eat. WHOOSH, everything on Tyson's plate disappeared into his mouth in three forkfuls. Everyone was watching, with sweat drops. Bryan looked down at his plate. He pushed it away. "How come every time he eats, I'm the one to lose my appetite?" he asked rhetorically. "I'm all for room for room service," said Tala. The Demolition Boys got up and left. The other teams soon followed suit. Soon, Tyson and Gary were the only to left at the table. They didn't notice that everyone else was gone. Mariah caught up to the Demolition Boys in the hall. "I was wondering if you guys would like to come watch "Spirited Away" with us," she asked. The Demolition Boys all looked at each other. After a quick discussion in Russian, they agreed, and followed Mariah to her room. Rei looked over jealously. He wished that Mariah would stop being so friendly to the Demolition Boys. Although he had forgiven Bryan, he was still sore at him. And he had not quite forgiven the other for taking their bit beasts as well. "I talk to her later," he thought as he, Kai, Kenny, and Max, headed back to their room.
In the All stars room, Michael was being interrogated by his teammates. "Where were you today?" asked Emily. "I told you, I went for a walk." "And after the intro?" added Steve. "Went for another walk," "You seem to know a lot about St. John's. Spill it Michael," commanded Eddy. "All right, I'll tell you. Do you-" "And don't try the muffin man thing, because we're onto that," said Emily. Michael whimpered and told them everything. The remaining all stars stared blankly at their captain. They had never suspected this.
The White Tigers and Demolition Boys scrolled through the movies while they waited for Gary to hurry up in the bathroom. "Look, we got "The Two Towers". I think I know what we'll be watching tomorrow." Said Spencer. "Or later tonight," added Ian. They then moved onto the games they could rent. "Great, " The Two Towers" video game," said Tala. "And Spyro," said Kevin. After that, Gary finally came out and they started the movie. Mariah leant slightly on Bryan's shoulder. He never seemed to mind. She sighed. This vacation was going to be great.
The next day, the Blade breakers and Demolition Boys were checking out the pier. Tyson giggled. "Watch this," he said going up behind Bryan. "Tyson, I don't think that's such a good idea," said Max, just as Bryan turned around. He quickly reversed Tyson's attempt to push him into the ocean and Tyson went sailing into the briny (the ocean.) Everyone except Tyson thought that it was funny. He quickly swore revenge on Bryan. "Like that's ever going to happen," he said as the Demolition Boys walked away. They had to start training. The Maritimes Tournament was only six days a way.
Tyson: Now I'm all wet.
Max: I told it was a bad idea.
Tyson: I will get revenge on Bryan.
Bryan: Yeah, right.
Elvengirl10: Exactly, Tyson will be lucky if he makes it through this fic alive. MUAHAHAHA.
Everyone: *Sweat drop*
Rei: anyway, what's going on with my girl and Bryan?
Elvengirl10: Not telling, you'll have to find out yourself.
Kai: In other words, she doesn't know.
Tala: shut up Kai.
Elvengirl10: thank for reviewing so quickly. I'm very pleased. Once again, I need voice actors, Japanese names, and anime occurrences you've noticed. This story is still a flame free zone. No flaming.
Elvengirl10: After being reviewed so quickly since putting chapter 4 up. I was inspired for chapter 5.
Everyone was still waiting for Mr. Dickinson to show up. Ian was typing furiously on his laptop. Emily walked over to see what he was working on.
"What's that you're working on, Ian?
"It's a program to beat computer solitaire. Bryan says it can't be done though."
"Why's that?"
"Because he won 5 out of 1000 games." That last comment made Emily laugh. Ian blushed slightly.
Michael stared at the figure that had just spoken to him. It was a boy his height. He had brown hair and green eyes. He was rather wiry and at first glance you would probably mistake him for an elf. The other two figures had now joined him. One was a girl. She had straight blond hair and brilliant blue eyes. The other was a boy with slate colored hair. He had a toque on over his hair. His brown gazed out at Michael with that sense of gladness.
"Neal, Lina, Lance? What are you guys doing here?" Michael asked. He was surprised to see his former teammates.
"Your mom phoned my mom and told her." Replied Neal.
"We tried to keep contact with you, dude, but you kept changing your address and phone number without telling us." Said Lance, as he readjusted his toque.
"Sorry, I kept forgetting."
"It's all right, anyway, how've you been?" asked Lina.
"Good. Heard the Draconous team is still giving you a hard time."
"Yeah, but we can handle it. Stinks, always coming second though." Neal kicked the sand when he said that. Michael looked at his watch.
"Shoot, I'm late. Neal, do you still live in the same place?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'm late for this thing I have to go to. I'll drop by afterwards. If that's alright?"
"Yeah sure, no get going. We don't want to keep you."
"Thanks guys. See ya" Michael took off at a run. He had been so excited at seeing his friends that he had completely lost track of time.
Michael arrived just as Mr. Dickinson told everyone to follow him.
"Michael, where were you?" asked Judy.
"I went for a walk, that's all," he replied. They entered into a little movie theater and sat down. The blade breakers took the front row. The Majestics were right behind them. After that it was the All-stars. The White Tigers and Demolition Boys took the back row because the theater was small and they were one bench short. Mariah sat very closely beside Bryan, who didn't really notice until Rei glared at him. Bryan just shrugged. The stage went black and a spotlight appeared. Dj Jazzman walked out and addressed the teams.
"WELCOME TO CANADA EVERYBODY!!!!!!!" he shouted. Everyone covered their ears.
"SCREEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!!" Since the equipment was at such close range, there was a blast of negative feedback.
"Does he have to yell?" asked Tala.
"The feedback doesn't help either," added Bryan. Jazzman was quickly thrown off the stage. Mr. Dickinson walked on and addressed the teams.
"I suppose that you are all wondering why you are in Canada. I wanted you to be introduced to a new country and new beyblading tactics. I also wanted to promote the sport of beyblading in Canada." Everyone fell over (anime style).
"Figures, we're being used as a commercial," remarked Kai, who was in the process of pushing Tyson off of him. Rei looked up. Mariah had landed on Bryan, and was helping him up. He glared when Bryan smiled and thanked her. Bryan was taking his girl. He had to do something about it.
When order was restored, Mr. Dickinson continued,
"This is what we will be doing. The Maritimes tournament starts in one week. We will have a round-robin tournament, in which you will compete against everyone here. After that we head to Nova Scotia. Then Prince Edward Island, New Brunswick, and Quebec. After that we head west to British Columbia. From there, our journey heads north, to the Yukon, and then we head back east. The whole journey should take about one month, if nothing bad happens. But considering who we have here, something will definitely will go wrong." When Mr. Dickinson said that last sentence, he earned glares from both the Blade breakers and the Demolition Boys. Sure, something bad always happened when those two teams were together, but it wasn't their fault. After that, the introduction was over and the teams had the day off. Everyone went swimming, except for the Demolition Boys. They couldn't swim. This pleased Rei because now he could be alone with Mariah. The Demolition Boys decided to go sightseeing. Michael headed to Neal's house.
He was waiting when Michael got there. They sat on the front steps of Neal's house and stared at the ocean.
"Do you still have your liger zero blade?" asked Neal.
"Yup, I've never let it go. It still reigns undefeated"
"Good."
"I still remember the first day I got it."
Flashback:
Michael stared at the present. It was a poor job, wrapped in newspaper, but it had come from his grandfather, so he knew it had to be special. He read the handwritten card- happy 5th birthday. I made this myself. Hope you like it. Love grandpa. - Michael tore open the newspaper, to a shoebox. He opened it up.
"A beyblade!!," he yelled and took it out to look at it. It was completely white and was a simple design. It came with a launcher and all.
"This is just what I wanted. I wish grandpa were here to see me try it out."
"To bad he's away, he would have loved to be here." Said Michael's mom as she began to clean up.
"Can I go and try it out mom?" Michael pleaded.
"Sure, just be back in time for dinner." Michael ran out the front door and down to the beach in front of his house. He loaded his brand new beyblade.
"Three.two.one.Let It Rip!!!!" he yelled and pulled the ripcord. His blade flew, hitting various debris and then flying back into his hand. He smiled at it. This was the best birthday present he had ever received. Especially since he knew that his grandfather had made it just for him.
A few years past and now Michael was seven. Everyday he'd come from home from school and train with his precious white beyblade. He had installed a stadium and could now land his blade on the dish perfectly. Today was no different. As his blade landed in the dish, it was joined a blue blade. Michael defeated it with ease and the blue blade flew out of the dish. A young boy caught it. Just before Michael was about to say something, the boy turned and ran. The same thing happened the next day and continued on for about a week. Finally Michael did something about. After their battle was over, he stopped this mysterious kid.
"My name's Michael, what's yours?" he asked. The kid backed away defensively.
"Look I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to know your name."
"Its Neal," said the Boy. He had a British accent.
"Did you just move here?" asked Michael.
"Y-yes, I d-did," Neal stuttered.
"Where are you from?"
"England, w-why a-aren't you t-t-teasing me?"
"Why? Should I be?"
"E-everyone e-else does."
"So, I don't care." The two boys then started talking about various things and became fast friends.
"Y-you know, your b-blade move k-kinda like the L-liger Z-zero on Zoids."
"You're right that's what I should call it. The Liger Zero Blade."
End of flashback.
"I still remember that day," said Neal as he watched the waves. "Yeah, but it wasn't till later that we met Lina and Lance and formed the Blitz team." "You're with the All-stars now aren't you?" "Yeah, they don't know I'm not American though." "I would like to see their faces when you tell them." Laughed Neal. The two friends laughed. Michael couldn't remember the last time he'd had a good laugh like that. He glanced at his watch. He had to get going. "I've got to go now," he said. "Dude, where are you staying?" "The Maritimes Hotel." "Cool, I'll come with you. I need something to do." So Neal notified his mom and the two friends set off.
It was suppertime at the hotel. Michael had arrived just in time. Everyone sat down to eat. WHOOSH, everything on Tyson's plate disappeared into his mouth in three forkfuls. Everyone was watching, with sweat drops. Bryan looked down at his plate. He pushed it away. "How come every time he eats, I'm the one to lose my appetite?" he asked rhetorically. "I'm all for room for room service," said Tala. The Demolition Boys got up and left. The other teams soon followed suit. Soon, Tyson and Gary were the only to left at the table. They didn't notice that everyone else was gone. Mariah caught up to the Demolition Boys in the hall. "I was wondering if you guys would like to come watch "Spirited Away" with us," she asked. The Demolition Boys all looked at each other. After a quick discussion in Russian, they agreed, and followed Mariah to her room. Rei looked over jealously. He wished that Mariah would stop being so friendly to the Demolition Boys. Although he had forgiven Bryan, he was still sore at him. And he had not quite forgiven the other for taking their bit beasts as well. "I talk to her later," he thought as he, Kai, Kenny, and Max, headed back to their room.
In the All stars room, Michael was being interrogated by his teammates. "Where were you today?" asked Emily. "I told you, I went for a walk." "And after the intro?" added Steve. "Went for another walk," "You seem to know a lot about St. John's. Spill it Michael," commanded Eddy. "All right, I'll tell you. Do you-" "And don't try the muffin man thing, because we're onto that," said Emily. Michael whimpered and told them everything. The remaining all stars stared blankly at their captain. They had never suspected this.
The White Tigers and Demolition Boys scrolled through the movies while they waited for Gary to hurry up in the bathroom. "Look, we got "The Two Towers". I think I know what we'll be watching tomorrow." Said Spencer. "Or later tonight," added Ian. They then moved onto the games they could rent. "Great, " The Two Towers" video game," said Tala. "And Spyro," said Kevin. After that, Gary finally came out and they started the movie. Mariah leant slightly on Bryan's shoulder. He never seemed to mind. She sighed. This vacation was going to be great.
The next day, the Blade breakers and Demolition Boys were checking out the pier. Tyson giggled. "Watch this," he said going up behind Bryan. "Tyson, I don't think that's such a good idea," said Max, just as Bryan turned around. He quickly reversed Tyson's attempt to push him into the ocean and Tyson went sailing into the briny (the ocean.) Everyone except Tyson thought that it was funny. He quickly swore revenge on Bryan. "Like that's ever going to happen," he said as the Demolition Boys walked away. They had to start training. The Maritimes Tournament was only six days a way.
Tyson: Now I'm all wet.
Max: I told it was a bad idea.
Tyson: I will get revenge on Bryan.
Bryan: Yeah, right.
Elvengirl10: Exactly, Tyson will be lucky if he makes it through this fic alive. MUAHAHAHA.
Everyone: *Sweat drop*
Rei: anyway, what's going on with my girl and Bryan?
Elvengirl10: Not telling, you'll have to find out yourself.
Kai: In other words, she doesn't know.
Tala: shut up Kai.
Elvengirl10: thank for reviewing so quickly. I'm very pleased. Once again, I need voice actors, Japanese names, and anime occurrences you've noticed. This story is still a flame free zone. No flaming.