22: Stepping into Icy Water
Dealing with adult life, the loss of parents, friends falling out, injuries and hurt is all hard to bare. Add tests and the growing age of sixth form and Daemon Heights is what your outcome is. The Bandits and the Demolition Boys are all going through hell at 'Hell Hole Heights' and dealing with it differently. Will they get over their pasts, graduate and find love, or will the trash can at the bottom of the road be easier for them? Its not easier being 18 and hiding things from your friends is not the option you can take without digging yourself further into your deep secrets and pasts. Mostly Kai/OC, lots of OC/OC and implied Ray/Mariah and Tyson/Hilary.
Disclaimer: I only own the Triagons, Cassy, Elisa, Sabre, Leo, The Bandits, The town, the Mansions, Dojos, Houses, Horses, other Animals, Bit-beasts and Daemon Heights along with all the teachers and different people you have never heard of before virtually…I own a gold mine. The plots mine too.
Thank Yous to Kenosha Kai, Kaycomon, LightintheDarkTempest, Storms-winter, Clare and storm-of-insanity.
Sorry for being late, (as normal) I've got serious writers block, I can't write ANYTHING! New stories, nope, old ones, nope, SS, nope. So really sorry, I'll try and kick it out.
'Well, well, this is a first.' He nodded in return.
'And it'll be my first victory over you too.' He replied.
'Don't get too cocky now new kid.'
'Don't you either then, redhead.' Tala smirked.
'I've heard that so many times now its really beginning to bore me.' Theo across from him shrugged.
'And I'm caring, because…?' Tala just snorted and pulled the silver blade of Wolborg from his trouser pocket.
The two now stood before the silent crowd, waiting in anticipation. They stood around one of the three bigger dishes, facing each other, eyeing the others movements, listening to the others words intently. But they could pick up no showing emotion to what the other was feeling at that time. That was what training with Kai for several hours a day did to you.
Various watchful eyes stared at the two figures intently from the crowds. Eyeing them for wariness, trying to figure out who would win. Kai nodded to himself, switching his gazes from Tala to Theo. Only those two and he remained in this competition out of the Demolition Boys. Bryan, Ian and Spencer had been knocked out by either himself, Theo who was now battling or the annoying Tyson Granger who Kai could now see, pushing his way to the front on the other side of the dish to watch. The grey haired boy smirked slightly. Tyson had picked the wrong spot to watch this fight. Kais gaze moved over slightly onto the form of the duel haired girl that he'd come to owe so much too.
I glanced across to my side as I felt the little kids move about. Why couldn't they keep still? I would have stayed further back, if it wasn't for the fact that then I wouldn't have been able to see. I could have just listened, but I want to see their attacks. It will be useful in the future for me, if I want to beat either of them that is, and also if they get onto the team, and I do too, I'll be able to advise them. So I'm now standing at the front of the crowd, the best view in the playground. The kids moved around again.
I glare across at them in my side vision. Hang on. I smirk. Stupid cap. Badly matches clothes. Obnoxious and chubby faced, even at 18. And the known IQ of that of a goldfish, and don't tell me their smarter than they seem, because I've got a few in my pond at home that only swim around in circle's all day. You cannot call that smart. Plus he's got the added accessory of the A Star teachers pet student clinging to his arm.
Tyson Granger.
Well then Tyson Granger, are you here to annoy me about our match, or are you truly interested in this one. Man I doubt it, but I guess I've got a little part to play now.
'Granger.' He turned to me cluelessly, wondering who I am probably. So he was here for the match. Thought as much, not caring about his because he'll 'easily win it' probably. I smirk, as if. Your facing me kid, and nothing to do with me is ever easy.
'Oh.' He glares at me; it's a pathetic glare, only capable of scaring bugs away, and that's only because he's about a million times their size. 'You.' I nod. 'You know, I think I'm really really beginning to dislike you. What's with all this acting as if you own the place?' At that I laugh. Me? Acting as if I own the place. Man, idiot.
'Get your head screwed on Granger. It's you who does that.' I look back to the dish where a teacher has now appeared to ref. Ah yes, Mr Hazelwood, the Demon DT teacher that seems to hate all us sixth formers existence. Man, I think I'm in trouble if he refs my match. Tyson's a favourite pupil of his, only because his girlfriends a teachers pet, and he hates me and always has. Plus we didn't have a very good first day did we sir, it only took you until lunchtime to yell at me and my friends.
'I do not.' Tyson pouts at me and crosses his arms in defiance. I just smirk, not looking back at him. He's not worth my time anymore. The match is about to begin.
I glance from Tala to Theo. Tala stands, ready and waiting, Wolborg held in front of him in his launch position, red hair flaming to the sky. Theo stands the same, black/blue hair covering his eyes making his mostly unknown self even more mysterious. Who is to win this? Personally even I'm stuck. Tala's very good, my equal. Theo drew with Ry. I've never fought either Ry or Theo but I know their tough. But tough enough to beat someone of my battle skills? I'm not sure.
The demon raised his hand.
'On the count of three.' Actually its one idiot. Read the rulebook. 3 to 1, not 1 to 3. I sigh and uncross my arms, glaring across at the stupid DT teacher. '1…2…' I don't think anyone would dare follow his lead and count along. He'd probably only bite our heads off anyway. '…3…' Theo and Tala both smirk and then pull back hard on their rip cords.
'LET IT RIP.' That is one call you cannot stop any blader from yelling.
The two blades of silver and then multi blue and white flew into the dish as the crowd suddenly erupted into cheers and yells. The blades clashed hard against each other in the centre, immediately rebounding to their master's feet with a shockwave of air blowing from the dish following their clash. I close one eye and squint with the other as the people around me hide behind their hands until the wind passes, blowing baggy summer clothes around madly. Opening my eye again I follow the Blades movements with them. Very quick, and very precise. Hum. The winner of this battle will only be a tiny amount better than the loser I think. They are both evenly matched. I wonder what will happen when the Icy Wolf meets the Icy Water Phoenix?
'Don't worry boy, we'll still win.' Theo said mentally to his bit-beast. The Phoenix screeched in reply. 'From what I feel he's only this strong because he's making himself this strong, he's just showing off trying to scare us, make us lose focus, its just a show.' The boy continued. 'So just hold back a for a while, lets see what he does.'
Tala, of course, wasn't one to hang back and wait, he wanted this done quickly so he could get onto the team straight away. Smirking he pointed towards the blue and white blade of his opponent.
'Wolborg, annihilate him now.' He roared. His silver blade immediately charged forward on his orders, sweeping through the dish effortlessly. Theo paused slightly, his eyes widening at the speed.
'Flaremir.' His blade dodged quickly too. The silver blade passed by it, scrapping at the edge of the blue blade which escaped with only a millimetres distance. That was too close. Theo thought shocked, he turned to glare at Tala, his teeth bared, his normal calm attitude turned to horror and fear, as well as defiance, a whole different Theodore Kagelli now stood before Tala, one ready to fight. This is going to be very, very hard. For the both of us, but I will be the victor.
'Flaremir, get to Tala's feet.' He ordered mentally and his blade spun in the direction he had been told.
'Damn.' Tala cursed as Wolborg stopped his attack and then spun back on himself, heading for Flaremir as the Phoenix fled to the red heads feet. Wolborg caught up with Flaremir before he could make it to the centre of the dish though, Tala's anger spurring him on, and then hit.
The two blades clashed again, sending sparks flying all across the dish as they began to glow from the heat. Even the cool icy bit-beasts were heating up from the power they were charging themselves with as they grinded against each other, trying to flip each other over and out of the dish and the team. Both bladers kept their eyes on their own blades, watching intently, silently egging their bit-beasts on to help them win, to over come the other. In the end it was Flaremir that bailed first.
''Master.'' It was a desperate call. Theo nodded and threw his hand behind him.
'Retreat for now, lets see what we've done to him.' The blade spun back towards Theo's feet thankfully. But what Theo counted on, Tala having to pause to regain balance and speed, didn't happen. The silver blade of Wolborg charged after the blue blade of Flaremir milliseconds after the Phoenix had began his escape, pressurising him to retreat quicker, making him lose even more balance and control. Theo cursed mentally.
'Yeah, you run and cower in fright Theodore.' Tala yelled, smirking. For once Theo felt himself growling. 'Because Wolborg doesn't like cowardice.' Theo glared, his brow frowning. Flaremir stopped in his tracks.
'I am no coward.' Theo spoke deliberately.
His blue blade flashed with an aura of bright blue, flames suddenly spurted from the blade, blue flames, but they'd disappeared as soon as they'd come.
Suddenly Theo's blade shot forward again, towards the charging Wolborg at speeds near impossible for a beyblade to accomplish. The two clashed again, but this time, Theo's anger helped him. Flaremir hit Wolborg head on, flipping the sliver blade into the air.
Tala frowned slightly, watching as his blade was helplessly suspending in the humid sky, as Flaremir positioned himself for the next attack, as Theo, in seconds, planned his demise.
Not what I was expecting? The red head thought as Wolborg landed again near his feet, still spinning madly. Tala looked across at Theo quizzically, the black haired boy was smirked. Ok, lets wear him out; I'm not going to get my quick win over him this time.
Simultaneously both blades charged forwards again, as if following the same command from just one of the bladers. They started weaving in and out of each other around the dish. Dodging each other at the last moment, drawing back when the other blade approached like a game of cat and mouse. Then they drew apart, to the edge of the dish, as if sizing each other up, riding around the rim of the dish like surfers on a wave. Theo looked up at Tala, the red head looked back. The blades clashed again.
Everyone in the area braced themselves for the shockwave that followed, dust and air swept from the beydish. People gasped and yelled as they were forced to take a step back, covering their eyes from the dirt and dust.
'No blade could have survived that.' Cassy muttered quietly to herself as she stood next to Leo, using him as a shield. The boy just looked into the dust.
'But this is Tala and Theo, and why is there still light glowing in the middle?' It was true, blue and white light was bursting from the dust in the centre where silhouettes of beyblades were still spinning, pushing the dust cloud away. Breaking it as the light burst through it in beams.
And through all of the commotion as the shock wave and winds died down again, Tala and Theo just smirked at each other.
'That was harsh.' Tala spoke. Theo shrugged.
'You deserved it.' And then the dust cleared. Both blades were grinding against each other again, pressurising each other to the extreme that they glowed bright red again. Sparks flew around the dish, sparking into the sky like fireworks. This time though, Theo continued to smirk whereas Tala faltered.
Wolborgs loosing strength through this, I can feel it, he doesn't like the heat. But why is Theo still so strong? Tala eyed the new boy warily across the dish.
I know what your thinking Tala. Theo almost laughed. I'm no telepath but I know your wondering why I'm still so strong, its written all over your face in wonder. Lets just say, although he may be of the water kind, Flaremir is still a Phoenix, the bird of the Fire. I just need to tell him when to use it. His smirk couldn't get any bigger as he remembered the flash of blue fire that had engulfed his blade, if only for a second, earlier.
'I am no coward.' Theo spoke deliberately.
His blue blade flashed with an aura of bright blue, flames suddenly spurted from the blade, blue flames, but they'd disappeared as soon as they'd come.
That was all it took to unlock my bit-beasts inside fire Tala, simple. And you know what, like I know what your thinking, I know what you're going to do next, too. He looked down at the silver blade of Wolborg.
Tala sighed slightly. If this is how it's going to be then… He felt himself smirk again. …Yes, this has been a very hard battle. But I want this ended now. So…
'WOLBORG!'
Just as I thought. Theo almost laughed at the predictability. Throwing his arm into the air he called.
'FLAREMIR!'
Suddenly the whole dish was engulfed in icy blue light. It spread around the dish, the lighter blue of Wolborg coming from his silver blade swirling and mixing with Flaremir's darker blue, like the currents in the ocean, sweeping across the sea bed. The two opponents looked into the light as it flew upwards into the sky, bursting like a bubble upwards quicker and then falling slowly like drops of water around the dish, like shimmering fish scales in the light…like snowflakes, revealing the two forms now in or above the dish.
A piercing Wolfs howl came first as the white wolf threw back its head, its icy armour and wings sparkling in the sunlight. Then in the sky the blue-feathered Phoenix screech loudly, flapping its giant blue feathered wings and took to the clear skies, its long three-feathered tail following it in its wake.
Theo and Tala glared at each other across the dish, past each other's bit-beasts, and then drew breath and yelled in unison.
'ATTACK.'
And that's when summer turned to winter, when the warm air froze, when the water filled the dish, ice mixed with it, where more ice and snow began to tear through the air, cutting and scrapping everything in its path, when the victory was to be made.
Everyone felt the temperature drop as the two bit-beast entangled themselves as if in a dance, the winds whipping around the arena. Wolborg leapt up and snapped with pearl white teeth at Flaremir, but the Phoenix screeched and flew down to him, pecking back with his snow-white peak. Both hits missed. Both Beasts were still able to fight and dodge. All the time this happened a blizzard of ice formed. Swirling and spiralling around them, engulfing them in snow. The two bit-beasts of ice and snow were to fight in ice and snow.
'WOLBORG.' Tala roared. Theo glared at him.
'FLAREMIR, COME ON.' It was in slow motion that the two beasts danced in white ice now. Snapping and clawing and pecking. Leaping and diving for their opponents. Trying to hit the other down, make it impossible for them to win.
The white wolf leapt into the air again, his body tiring, claws lashing out at the bird. But the phoenix took a great flap of his wings, flying higher. Wolborg then began to fall, all his last strength had been put into getting high enough to reach the blue bird, but he had failed, and he hadn't thought of his landing in his blazing fury, his master was so determined it had clouded his mind too. Flaremir screeched again, throwing his head back and crying to the skies before diving for the wolf, his blade diving also. The pheonix hit with his talons, driving Wolborgs fall faster towards the ground, making sure he had no hope of landing on his feet. The wolf landed harshly on his back, shaking the stadium with the impact. All in slow motion this happened, or seemed to, and it was all in slow motion…
…That Wolborg howled in defeat.
A second after it was over. Wolborg disappeared and Flaremir appeared from the blizzard, flying above it into the afternoon sun, screeching to the skies once more. The silver blade stopped as the blizzard faded, the temperature returning to normal, the ice melting, the water evaporating, summer returning. Tala looked at his defeated Blade as Flaremir disappeared, Theo's own blade diving for the ground a second later in defeat.
Suddenly Tala smirked looking down on his defeat and then laughing. Turning to Theo he smiled and stuck up his thumb.
'Nice match Theodore, the new snow queen.' Theo just rolled his eyes.
'So much for no-ones getting into the team when you're around.' Theo smirked. Tala smiled.
'That was just Leo.' They both laughed.
'And the winner over Tala Ivonov is Theodore Kagelli.' The demonic teacher called grumpily. There were mutters of stuff about Tala and how he should have won but it was soon blared out by the overpowering cheers of the Theo supporters in the still massing crowds. Theo just smiled around himself not paying attention to anyone or anything.
So Theo won. Well, I would have been hard pushed to guess. Kat thought to herself crossing her arms and smirking. So that must also mean, that, as he defeated Tala, he would be a challenge for me too. She heard a neigh break through her thoughts. Chuckling slightly she turned and pushed back through the crowd coolly, leaving the cheering Hilary and Tyson at the front of the crowd now gathering around to congratulate Theo.
Two more battles Whisper, two more battles and than we're on. She glanced back at Tyson. And Granger doesn't stand a chance.
''Yes, I was right, Kat is back.''
'With a vengeance can I add?' Kat smirked and walked away.
'Yay, go Theo.'
'The new kids pretty good.'
'Nice one man.'
'Hey Theodore.' The last call was the only one Theo picked up before blocking everyone else's again. He turned quickly to the voice. A blue blade shot through the air towards him. Cursing slightly he reached up and caught it a few centimetres from his face. He smirked, recognising it as Flaremir, before moving his gaze to the gap in the crowd where his opponent and friend stood. 'You'll need a repair before the next tournament. Good luck kid.' Tala smirked. Theo rolled his eyes.
'Thanks for the advise, so I'll give you some too. Don't call me kid, red.' Tala laughed and turned away again, walking into the gathering crowds.
I'm next. Sabre thought, staring into the crowd from his position leaning against the fence. Elisa had gone off somewhere, with Ry he assumed, as Leo and Cassy were standing together and Kat had just walked to the back of the crowd on her own again. Elisa had left him to think and prepare for his match he thought, and he was grateful for it, although her being there wouldn't have been a hindrance to him anyway. Digging into his pockets he drew out Dagon, his Dragon Beyblade.
'Are you ready, Dagon?' The dragon snorted in his mind.
''I always am Master.'' Sabre smirked and looked up again, straight into the crimson eyes of his opponent.
I'm against Sabre; I know that from the announcements. Kai thought, glancing around casually for the black haired boy. He is second best in the Black Bandits, co captain too; he must be for a reason. I've seen him battle against Tala, he is powerful, but he is always at a weakness, ice and fire should never mix. But how will a Dragon fair against a Phoenix? The boy sighed and looked towards the fence of the arena.
Brown met crimson.
Kai paused before nodding in acknowledgement. The brown-eyed Sabre nodded back.
The agreement to battle was settled.
The agreement to who would win wasn't.
(Hell I love those last lines. Lol, then again I would (sighs). Anyway, review, Theos on the team, but who's gonna join him? Find out next time, but reviews first. Cya. SSOTD)
