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The blade breakers filled into Mr Dickenson's office, each taking their own seats around his desk.

Kai noticed from his seat by the far right hand side of Mr Dickenson's Desk that curiously all his personal posters, files, awards were all piled into boxes and his files and paperwork was all stacked neatly in a brown box.

Mr Dickenson looked up from his packing and sighed, looking at the team with a wounded expression.

''……This news is not particularly easy for me to tell you, you are the best team I have ever supported and I believe that you can have a very long and fruitful career in Professional beyblading-''

''Too Right We Do!''

''Shut Up Tyson! Continue Mr Dickenson'' Kenny impatiently

''…well you see my boys, you have the makings of becoming world beyblading heroes, and sadly I shall not be here to see that''

Kai did not like the way this was going, not one bit.

''Boys, I brought you here to tell you that I am retiring ''

''WHAT! WHY!''

''WHEN!''

''WHO'LL REPLACE YOU!''

Since the team were madly bombarding Mr Dickenson with questions, only Kai heard the door click, He turned round, no one was their, he turned back towards The former BBA chairman and was about to silence his team when a heavy hand on his shoulder stopped him.

''Never miss a trick do you Kai?''

Kai and the rest of the team spun around at the sound of the dreadfully familiar voice, of Voltaire Hiwatari.

''What is he doing here?'' said Ray with disgust

''Well boys, I would Like you to meet my replacement''

''I know that this is rather sudden but I feel it is my time to see more of the rest of the world, Voltaire is a changed man, give him the respect you gave me, goodbye boys and remember if you need anything, just give me a ring''

The bladebrakers sat in a stunned silence their gaze not once leaving Voltaire as he walked over to his new desk and looked at Mr Dickenson

''well, this all very touching but we have a tournament to win and I feel a talk is in order about the teams diminishing performance at the qualifier in Barcelona recently''

Mr Dickenson bid the team one final goodbye to each of them before heading out the door, boxes in hand, but not before looking around the room one last time.

As soon as Mr Dickenson was out the door, Voltaire started on the little game they all knew him so well for.

''Now, as I am your new manager, could one of you please explain your embarrassing performance at Barcelona?''

Kai's anger was reaching it's peak; Voltaire was already acting like he owned them, like the team was some sort of possession. They performed near to perfection in Barcelona, he knew because he had trained them for 4 hours every night. S the team's leader it was his job to tell the team that not his.

''I believe that is my job, as the leader of this team, not yours'' Kai retorted coolly

The rest of the team stared at Voltaire with mixed expressions, Tyson's of loathing, Max's of Hatred, Ray's of Venom and Kenny's of fear.

''Not anymore''

Kai looked at him with confusion,

''I am relieving you of your post, you are no longer leader of this team''

''WHAT!'' shouted Tyson

''unfortunately you are to valuable to waste so we are leaving you on the team, instead you will be an ordinary team member, you all shall train with a trainer every morning from 5:00 till 8:30 every morning and your food will be controlled by him, You will only eat when and what he tells you to''

Voltaire presses a small black speaker on his desk ''send Dimitrie up''

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