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Chapter 8
Missing
Taiy shook his head, prodding Tyson with his foot. Had Kai's outburst really scared and shocked them that much? Sighing, he glanced at his watch. If they wanted to get back on time for their next match that afternoon, they better get a move on.
Taiy considered dumping a bunch of water on them, but he didn't know where he'd get the water from. Shrugging, Taiy turned, deciding to take a walk and come back to see if they were conscious.
He shook his head. They were almost too easy to scare. He couldn't wait until next Hallowee-
Hearing a distant cry, he looked up, spotting a large bird flying over them, it's impressive wings moving gracefully through the air.
"A falcon.." he muttered, eyes following the bird as it flew out of sight.
Taiy felt a pang of regret hit him. He frowned.
"What was that?"
"I dunno... But it's not the best of feelings."
"Oi, Tala, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. Why?"
"Oh, don't play dumb with me, Tal. I can tell when you're lying."
"Tala? You can talk to us, you know."
"Look, you're making Ray feel bad."
"Look, it's nothing, okay? I'm just... A little home sick."
"Hmmmm..."
"It's alright, Tala. We all get like that sometimes."
"Thanks Ray."
"You never missed home before.."
"So? What's your point?"
"I'm just saying that, maybe, it's not home that you're missing. And that falcon up there reminded you of something.. or rather, someone else."
"What!"
"Ehhh!"
"Don't think I'm stupid, or blind, Tala."
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"Hmm, okay. Whatever. But don't worry, once we're in Russia, you'll see him again."
"You're crazy."
"Am I missing something here?"
"Ohhh, I feel like I was run over by a truck.." Taiy turned, watching with amusement sparkling in his ice blue orbs as Tyson slowly got to his feet, rubbing his head.
"You guys are pathetic." Taiy said. "It wasn't THAT bad."
Tyson snorted.
In five minutes, everyone was up, finally getting over Kai's sudden need to sing.
"Anyways," Taiy said, glancing at his watch again. "We better be heading back before we miss our match."
Kenny yanked out his watch, staring at the numbers.
"Oh my God!" he shouted. "We're going to be late!"
"Not my fault." Taiy said flatly.
"Actually..." Lee started, deciding not to finish that sentence when Taiy sent him a death glare.
"But Taiy's right, chief." Max said. "We better get going."
The White Tigers agreed and decidedwalked them to the edge of the village.
"We'll see you guys in the finals." Lee promised, shaking Taiy's hand.
"If you make it." Kevin added from behind him.
Tyson growled.
"Why you little..."
Taiy glared at the blue haired boy.
"Save it, Tyson." he ordered. Muttering, Tyson stomped away, heading up the dirt path and muttering something about 'more climbing' under his breath. Hilary, Kenny and Max followed him, turning and waving behind them as they went.
"You don't have to worry about us, Lee." Taiy smirked. "We plan on going all the way."
"Ooer..All the way..."
"I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear you just say that."
Unknowing to Taiy's inner battle, Lee patted him on the shoulder.
"We'll see you then." he said. Taiy nodded, saying his goodbyes and turning to catch up with the rest of his team.
"Bye!" he called as he rounded a corner, heading up to the mountains.
Running, it wasn't long before the dark haired boy caught up with his friends.
Long red streaked black hair whipped in his face, but he ignored it, adrenaline coursing through his veins.
"Come on!" he shouted as he passed the group, he jogged up the mountain, grinning from ear to ear.
"I say we run back!" he decided as he looked back. "Make up for all the training we've been missing."
His team groaned.
"You guys can go faster than that!" when they kept walking, he rolled his eyes and tried a different approach. "Don't want the bus to leave without you, now do you?" This got their attention, heads snapping up to stare at him as he stopped and turned to face them.
"You wouldn't..." Tyson whispered.
Taiy smirked, his hands on his hips.
"Care to try me?" he said, sprinting down the mountain.
He left them in his dust, jumping from rock to rock gracefully. Ray's neko-jin blood and Tala and Kai's training put together made it seem like nothing as he sprinted down the rocky path.
Once they made it down the mountain and back onto the road, the Bladebreakers caught a bus back to Hong Kong.
Finally, they reached their hotel, making their way up to their room on the fifteenth floor.
Opening the door, Kenny let out a yelp as Tyson pushed past him to get in, flopping down on one of the plus couches in front of the TV.
Hilary shook her head, helping Kenny to his feet and walking in after him.
Max turned, holding the door opened and looking back at Taiy. The teen was leaning against the wall, eyes clouded and seeming like he was lost in thought.
Max smiled. Taiy was really something. If you knew who Kai, Tala and Ray were, it was easy to see where Taiy got his features from.
His ice blue eyes and thin strands of hair falling in front of his eyes were obviously from Tala. Same with the blood red streaks that cut through the black in his hair.
Kai's usual triangle tattoos were one if his attributes to Taiy. Though now, instead of sea colour, they were a dark, deep blue. If you looked closely, you could see that some of Kai's wild spikes managed to show themselves. Mixing with Ray's long, wavy hair, it gave him a unique look.
Ray... Well, the colour of Taiy's hair was enough. But other than for his ice blue eyes, the pupils were cat like slits, another one of Ray's features. Same with the feline grace that Taiy had when he moved.
Taiy's frame was built, but he was slim and looked agile at the same time. Tala and Kai's body against Ray's.
Taiy really was something else.
"Hey Taiy." Max called, breaking the other from his thoughts. Probably just talking to himself anyways.
Max grinned.
"Are you gonna come in, or just stand there all day?" he asked, chuckling as Taiy pushed himself from the wall and followed the blond into their room.
Taiy sank into the couch beside Kenny, looking over the younger's shoulder as he typed quickly on his laptop.
"So," Taiy began, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled upon them. "Who are we facing today, Chief?"
The brunette looked up before glancing back at the laptop's screen. "We are going up against... Elegance." he said.
Hilary frowned.
"Elegance?" she repeated. "Are they a new team?"
"It seems like they have be blading as a team for a while now, making their way up to the top by competing in small tournaments before entering the World Championships." Kenny observed.
Tyson snorted.
"They won't be able to beat us." he said.
Taiy rolled his eyes.
"That's your problem, Tyson. If you underestimate your opponents, you're bond to lose, that's all there is to it."
Tyson glared at him.
"Anyways," Max said quickly, not wanting them to fight. "Who's going up first?"
Kenny shrugged.
"It's your choice." he said.
Taiy raised his arm.
"Call last."
Tyson frowned at him.
"Why do you always insist on going last?" he demanded.
Taiy smirked.
"You know what they say, 'save the best for last.'"
Tyson growled.
"Stupid show off." he muttered.
Taiy just grinned wider.
"Okay, then. I'll go first, and Tyson, you can go second, okay?" Max reasoned.
Tyson sighed.
"Fine.."
Kenny looked down at his watch.
"Because we got back early, we have fifteen minutes to get to the stadium."
Taiy nodded.
"Then we better get going." they stood up, some groaning as tired muscles stiffened and ached.
"Damn that mountain." Tyson grumbled as they left the hotel.
Taiy laughed.
"It's not the mountain's fault, Tyson. You're just unfit."
"Annd, welcome, one and all, to the 2005 BBA World Championships Semi Finals!" D.J. Jazzman cried, waiting for the crowd to calm down before he continued. "Today, starting off the afternoon matches will be the Bladebreakers," more cheering. "against Elegance!" the crowd shouted their approval as the two teams made their way into the stadium.
"Good luck out there, Maxi." Tyson said, smiling as he pat the blond on the shoulder.
Max grinned.
"Piece of cake." he said, giving his friend thumbs up.
Kenny came up beside Max as Taiy, Tyson and Hilary took their places on the bench.
"Be careful, Max. We don't know anything about these guys." he whispered.
Max brushed it off.
"Don't worry, Chief. What's the worst that could happen?" The blond didn't wait for a reply, walking up towards the middle of the stadium, coming to a stop in front of the covered dish.
"Please welcome Max of the Bladebreakers and Eric of Elegance!" Jazzman shouted as a tall, dirty blond haired teen came to stand on the other side of the dish.
Max smiled at him.
"Good luck to you." he said, pulling out his launched.
Eric grunted, blowing his long bangs from his eyes, taking out his launcher as well.
"You are the one who's gonna need the luck, kid." he growled.
Max frowned, pushing away all thoughts as he got ready to launch.
Eric opened his palm, revealing a dark, grey blade. He fixed it onto the launcher and got into stance.
"Ready?" Jazzman called. "Okay then! 3, 2, 1...LET IT RIP!"
"Go!" Max shouted, pulling as hard as he could on his ripcord.
Eric let out a mighty yell, his blade slamming into the dish and hurtling itself at Max's blade.
"Dodge it!" commanded Max. He gasped as a sudden wave of pain hit him, nearly sending him flying.
But he kept his ground, clutching his chest as he stared at Eric.
"What the.."
Eric's blade slammed into Max's, the blue eyed boy once again faced with almost unbearable pain. He dropped to his knees, panting. Max squeezed his eyes shut as he fought against it.
Hilary gasped, covering her mouth in shock.
Tyson jumped to his feet, his hands clenching into fists.
"That bastard..." he hissed.
Taiy frowned.
"How could he do that! Why aren't they stopping the match?"
"It's the same problem as your match with Bryan. They can't see what's hurting him, therefore, they can't blame Eric."
"Dammit!"
Eric grinned, a sick smile that made Max's blood boil.
"They say you're a world champion." he snorted. "And I have you on your knees."
Max growled, refusing to give in so easily.
He struggled to his feet, breathing heavy. He glared at his opponent, anger sweeping through him.
Taiy watched on, growling.
"That fucking..."
"If Max gets hurt out there, we won't be able to fight in the finals."
"So! Is that all you care about, Kai. Whether we'll win or not! Don't you care if something happens!"
"Yes, Tala. I do care. But I'm just saying, that even if he does win, this Eric guy will not go down without a fight."
"You-"
"Shut up you two, you're acting like a bunch of two year olds. Yes, Tala. We should worry about Max, but Kai has a point. How are we supposed to go up against the White Tigers with only two bladers?"
"We can go twice."
"Give me a break."
"Fine, whatever."
"Now, Tala, apologize to Kai."
"What!"
"Do it."
"Ugh... I'm sorry, Kai for snapping at you."
"Apology accepted."
"There, now I don't want to hear you guys arguing again, got it?"
"Yes, mother."
"Good."
Max narrowed his eyes.
"Don't underestimate me.." he spat.
His blade started glowing, a strange purple light surrounding it.
"What's this...?" Eric whispered.
"I'm not going to lose to someone like you!" Max shouted. "Go Draciel! Tsunami!"
Draciel lunged at Eric's blade, water swirling around it. It smashed into the grey blade, water surrounding it, seeming as if it were drowning the opposition.
"No!" Eric cried. "Attack!"
The pain surged through Max like a wave, but he didn't loose his ground, he put all of his anger and power into Draciel, he was going to win this.
Light erupted from the dish, and Max and Eric were sent flying backwards.
Jazzman looked down at the dish, grinning, he brought the microphone to his lips.
"And the winner of this match is Max!
Tyson ran towards his friend, Hilary going to the dish to retrieve Draciel for the blond.
Helping Max to his feet, Tyson turned when Taiy called him.
Taiy stood in front of the blue haired blader, he was frowning, seeming deep in thought.
Finally, he spoke.
"I'm going to battle this match." he said, his eyes blazing.
"What!" Tyson cried. "I thought I was going to go!"
Taiy shook his head.
"You need to get Max to a parametric. He needs you more than me. And plus, I want to give this team a lesson."
Tyson looked down at Max, then back up at Taiy.
"Fine, just be sure to give them a good ass whipping." he ordered.
Taiy smiled.
"Will do."
"And, stepping up to the dish is Taiy of the Bladebreakers and Shelby of Elegance!"
Taiy's eyes swept over his opponent, he cringed.
"Is that supposed to be a girl?
"I... Think so..."
Shelby's dark, curly hair fell to her shoulders. Her bulky, frame and hard features were not so appealing to the eyes.
"She's fat."
"Ray! It's not like you to judge."
"Let's beat that huge fucking ass of hers."
"Ray's mad. Let's do what he says."
"Uh huh."
"Bladers ready? 3,2,1 Let it rip!"
Taiy's ice blue orbs slitted.
"Undaunted!" he shouted, pulling his ripcord as hard as he could.
Shelby growled as she did the same, her blood red blade immediately going to Taiy's.
Taiy glared at her.
"Refinement, grace, and beauty." he said.
Shelby stared at him.
"What are you going on about!" she demanded.
"That's the definition of 'elegance'. Isn't that what you're team is supposed to stand for!" he shouted, Draizor hitting repeatedly into the opponent's blade.
Shelby watched in horror as her blade was smashed into the wall of the dish.
"I don't know what kind of sick game you and your team are playing. But it ends now!" Taiy cried.
"Both the person and their beyblade are hit when they attack them."
"Got it."
Shelby laughed.
"You think you can beat me, you newbie. We've been battling for years, and I, the captain of this team, will not go down as easily as Eric did!" she punched out her left arm, her blade following the movement and countering Taiy's attack.
As her blade hit Taiy's, she sent a wave of pain through the bit-beast's connection with its master. Wind that surrounded Draizor did the same to Taiy.
Taiy expected this, so when the attack came, it blew right past him, his hair whipping from right to left.
"Wh.. what?" Shelby whispered.
"You are a little bitch." Taiy growled. "And I'll make sure that you never blade again!"
He lifted an arm, calling out.
"Okay, Draizor! Hell's Darkness!"
It was too fast for anyone to see, in one second Shelby's blade was swallowed up by darkness, the next, it was out of the dish, smashed into tiny shards.
"And the winner today is the Bladebreakers!" Jazzman announced, the crowd cheering for their favourite team.
Taiy caught his blade in his hand, a smug expression on his face.
"Don't mess with the best." he said, grinning. "It will just end up with you flat on your ass with nothing left to give."
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