HI!
I hope you will read carefully this time. I was actually a bit unsure if I should start with this chapter this early, but it holds a lot of details about... well the whole plot. So, hopefully you won't be able to figure it out, normally when I write i remain either to secure with the details or I spill too much out. So, I keep my fingers crossed and hope I did something in between this time.
This fic has proved to be harder then the rest. probably because I never had it in mind until a month after I had started GoL. I mean, originally there was four fics, that ended up as five, because this fic needs to have certain amount of information or else the next two will be worthless...
Okay, if anyone wonders why the Evolution Team's bit beast are nameless... I don't remember what i read about their names, it was ages ago. If someone can remind me, you are very welcome.
Now, this chapter is very deep and a bit dark as well. In fact, it has become one of my many favourites due to the fact I would have to write about the deeper characters. Actually, action can be fun to write, but you get tired in the end. I really do, sometimes I simply want to throw away the chapters because they grow on my nerve.
I hope everyone enjoys. While you read, I'll try to solve a mystery. Like, why Beyblade suddenly stopped being shown on CN. Man, they are evil, not only do they take ages to start any anime show, but they suddenly stop showing it. Isn't the first time, I mean the local programs stopped as well.
Shitza
Ps: The song at the bottom is from No Doubt. Song: Just a Girl
The Dark Memory
Match One
Once more the stadium was filled to the brim. many fans and rookie bladers had waited days for this tournament to start and some still couldn't believe that they were there. Today would hold two matches. First would be the Evolution Team versus the Vanilla Bladers. The more superior teams watched either from their seats or at screens in their changing rooms. The Vanilla Bladers were quite new, but by the sound of their team name, nothing important. No one, with their right minds would go and name their team Vanilla.
Mathilda walked up to the dish. She had been selected, by the stupid draw, to go against Pernilla. Pernilla had half baby pink and half lime green hair, which blended to her clothes, same colour. Baby pink tank top and lime green skirt. But with that kind of clothing, what would an average blader think? Possibly this, 'idiot!'
The two bladers looked at each other. Pernilla did a foul thing pinching her nose, acting as if Mathilda's clothing was something that made her throw up. Mathilda looked back at her teammates, a bit unsure of what to do. She had never faced such a childish blader for years.
"Go!" mathilda commanded as the time to launch appeared.
"Time to pur that thing in the freezer... Go Cupcake!"
Wait a minute... cupcake?
Mathilda almost stumbled into the dish in surprise. "Did you just say... Cupcake?" she asked as the two blades circulated in the dish, so far peacefully.
Pernilla smiled. "Of course, honey. The real name is something stupid, like Pilodo. So, I gave him a nickname, honey, so he is Cupcake!"
The girl tried to look awfully sweet with a perfect smile and hands together. Mathilda sweatdropped before she, like everyone else, burst into laughter. A roar of high laughter filled the stadium, all though Pernilla didn't seem to take notice. Behind Mathilda her team had problems to stand up properly.
"Isn't it sweet! Don't you simply adore him, honey!" she commented. Mathilda shook her head, her head.
"Honey" she said imitating Parnilla's speach. "This is a blade fight and not kinder garden." she said smuggly. "I'll show you that cuteness hasn't got anything to do with blading. Fairy Wings!"
The blade vibrated as pinks wings grew upon Mathilda's back. The pink haired blader jumped into the air and her blade followed the movement. She spread her wings and stayed flying. Her blade however soared down again, like a bright pink shining meteor.
"Counter with your Cold Care Cupcake!" Pernilla said in panic.The Vanilla blader's white blade was surrounded by a thin wall of ice. But a thin wall was like a thin layer of nothing for Mathilda's improved and strong attack. The penquin never had time for his entrance before his blade was broken into pieces.
"Sorry, but that is life!" Mathilda said collecting her blade. The Evolution blader slowly walked down from the platform, to inform her friends about the unusually easy match.
"Either they are testing us, or they are simply that... fake! Oh, I'll get her and that girly, girly attitude!"
"Mathilda, calm down okay. No need to get so worked up for a street blader. We'll win this in a hurry." Miguel said calmingly. The other four nodded.
Kai
A memory.
A memory of a long lasted life.
Of friends you would never meet again.
A past that ruled the night and the darkness.
A memory, of pain and grief.
You grew, to pain and you learnt to obey the older.
You worked, day and night for survival.
You recieved, a shield towards other.
You stayed, as a warrior without fear or emmotions.
You were cold and uncaring.
You lived, only to recieve more of the torture and pain.
You were one of the boys at the abbey.
And, you were allways alone
Match Two
"And the next two bladers will be... Olga from team Vanilla Bladers versus Michelle, from the Evolution Team." Jazzman announced in front of the already tense audience.
Michelle walked up to the dish and took out a red blade. Her opponent Olga did the same. Olga wore a baby blue training overall and once again people wondered if the Vanilla Bladers were serious in their work? After all, this was a blade fight, not a show off.
Michelle shook her head, preparing her launch. Olga smiled, her silver hair lay before her right eye shading it from view.
"Bladers ready!" jazzman said. The two bladers smiled and got ready to launch in position.
"THREE... TWO... ONE... LET IT RIIIP!"
"GO!" Michelle commanded. Olga smiled even broader.
"Flavour, time ti serve the meal!" she said sending her blade soaring. "Attack with your Wish for Dish!"
Michelle almost fell out of surprise. Not only did they nick name their beasts but they also had awful attack names. But what wouldn't be worst, as the girl completely missed the dish and lost. No one managed to understand what had happened. olga broke down. "I almost made it this time!" she said mournful.
Michelle scratched the back of her head and sweatdropping looked back at her teammates.
To say, that was one easy win.
"I guess that means, that Michelle takes this round. It is a second win for the Evolution Team" Jazzman announced.
Michelle scratched her nose thoughtfully as she returned to the bench. "That was ridiculous!" she sat sitting down.
Up by the crowd people BOO'ed. They wanted action not this. Hopefully the next match would turn out different.
Bryan
Friends, what were friends?
Love, where was love?
Warmth, could warmth be more then the blazing pain you felt?
Did they know, about the world outside?
How many could remember?
How many had forgotten?
Things didn't use to...
...be this way.
A family
Love
Friends
Bonds
All this was lost forever...
Match Three
"This next match, will be Claude versus... the team captain Camilla Vanilla!"
At the Evolution Team's bench Mathilda snorted. "This is all but a waste of time! Get her Clayde and then we can continue to the higher levels. I surely envy the Neo Borg now. At least they got some decent competitors."
Claude got up. The silver haired blader smiled towards his teammates. One more win and they wouldn't have to bother about the next two rounds. They had this victory sealed already. Migual put his hand on his shoulder, shaking it friendly.
"Good Luck!" he said. "Don't go easy on her, okay! We don't want to ruin our image for the team, now would we?"
Claude smiled back and gave his friends a high-five each. There was a lot of laughter comming from their team and a lot of confusioned expressions comming from the crowd. They couldn't understand what was so funny.
"Hey, are we going to start or are you going to continue mocking with my team? No one makes the Great Camilla Vanilla to a scarecrow for others."
Claude turned to face his opponent. Camilla wore a red and blue striped dress, blue and red striped socks and a blue and red striped bandanna over moss green hair. People stared at her before they started to laugh. Add a red nose and she would be a clown.
"STOP LAUGHING!"
Claude shook his head and when they launched, he launched really lazily. His blade landed by the brim of the dish. Camilla launched and her greenblade landed perfectly in the middle. Either this was luck, or she was unusually skilled, compared to the rest.
"Okay, Vanilla, attack!"
The blade gained speed and approached his. his blade would have no time to dodge, but...
...it missed.
Okay, this was pure luck...
Claude raised his hand drmatically. A brigth shining ring of wind appeared around it.
"Swift Tornado Canon!" he said in a commanding voice. His bit beast roared and a beam shot from his hand. The beam turned into a large tornado, which his bit beast flew through. The tornado continued to roam towards the opponent.
"Vanilla, time to put up a Silver Veil, time to decorate our cake!" Camilla said. Her bit beast, a silver sea lion, nodded. The blade glowed before a transperent silver shield appeared around it. The stormy attack hit and at first there didn't seem like it did hit, the shield looked strong. The suddenly.
Claude smiled widely. "At least you seemed to put up some more power then your friends, but not even you will be able to break the bond in our team. It is time to teach you loosers a lesson. Finish it!"
The blade jumped into the air and smashed the oponent green into pieces.
"And thereby the Evolution team has sealed their fate! It is a three on three score!" Jazzman said. The crowds cheered, but Miguel and Aaron complained loudly. they wanted to fight too, obviously it was a five against five and they wanted to show their strength as well. Miguel spoke to Jazzman, and Jazzman nodded telling everyone else that the fight would go on.
"Great," the two remaining Vanillas said in unison. "Then we can prove that our team isn't simply dollies you play with."
Spencer
Blood, or sorrow and blood,
a trail so free, bringer of death.
Thus we all longed for death to take us,
but no matter, every day we survived.
The torture and pain of being,
left behind.
The torture and pain,
of being abandoned.
We all could spend days,
praying and hoping.
This torture would end,
someone would take us home.
But what is home?
What is home to an orphan who doesn't remember?
Match Four
"Okay everyone, it is time to shake it! And shake it we will, with the next match. The first blader we announce will be Henrietta from the Vanilla team."
A brown haired girl, with a towel around her hair, flour on her hands and an apron tied around her waist, walked up to the dish. She held a basket filled with cookies which she richly gave to the spectators, throwing them towards th audience.
"Who will face... Miguel!" Jazzman announced.
Miguel slowly got up and smiled. He dusted of his shorts before walking up to the dish. "Finally!" he said passing Jazzman. The commentator smiled towards Miguel's eagerness, which could be understandable as he had been waiting for a while and like all bladers, he really enjoyed all of these battles. After all, it was their job to battle and to give the spectators a hell of a show.
The two bladers launched and people really hoped that this match would be something more. Something more then the two previous matches.
"Attack!" Henrietta said as soon aas her blade touched the dish. The blade rampaged into his, but the attacks were very wweak compared to bladers he normally faced during tours like this. "Passion of Baking!"
Flour blew over him and his blade, the air before him turned white and he coughed. A whale beast appeared and started to attack. A pink glow sorrounded it as it rammed into its opponent, knocking it into a mass of paste.
Miguel smiled. At least the girl tried her best, even though she was far from winning. The attack soon stopped and he lazily dusted the flour from his arms.
"You need to work on that!" he said. " All right, looks like I'm up ahead. Blazing Blast!"
The blade accelarated and a trail of fire shot from it. Miguel snapped his fingers and his beast started to burn. Fire burned in their eyes as a huge fiery orb collided into the dish, sent from his bit beast's mouth.
The baker's blade had stopped. Henrietta sank to her knees picking up the burnt cookie. "M-my creation, it is ruined. Burnt in the oven..."
Miguel smirked. "You really need to train more, but you are decent."
Then he walked back, to watch the last of the fights. Aaron versus Elsa.
Ian
Explosions, they echo in my head.
Guns, like the ones I held.
Lives, why did they make me?
Kill, am I a murderer?
Pranks, I only did for fun.
Pain, my pay for fun.
Why am I here?
Why am I still alive?
Match Five
Aaron roared as the match went on. Like the previous four matches, the Evolution blader owned this match and would win in a matter of seconds. Elsa used her attack, "Scramble and Serve!" over and over again, trying to shake things up. However, his blade didn't even notice the movements. He had been through more then a small dish shake.
Sugarspot, the herring bit beast, was unusually weak for being a beast it seemed to have problems staying outside the blade. Aaron smiled calling forth his attack, "Rumbling Stampeed!" Short to say it could only end in one way. The dish shook so violently that there was no chance forher to survive this. Her blade flew and Aaron claimed the last victory, making it 5-0 for his team.
"And the Evolution Team wins this round and qualifies for the next. Stay tuned ladies and gentlemen. Later today we will watch the all Starz versus BEGA, one of the most extraordinary fights in history." Jazzman announced. The two teams disappeared from the arena and the spectators slowly left.
All except five souls. Five boys still sat in their seats.
Tala
They told me, I had no friends.
They told me, I wasn't meant to be.
They told me, I was weak and useless.
They told me, I couldn't fight.
They were wrong!
I had friends,
Kai, Ian, Spencer, Bryan and her.
They lied!
I was meant to be,
I have asoul and a purpose.
They knew!
I wasn't useless,
I did what they wanted me to do.
They thought!
I couldn't fight,
I have fought ever since I first came there.
"So, the Evolution team has qualified. Why am i not surprised?" Spencer said relaxing slightly in his seat. Ian smirked from behind taking out a gun of some sort, aiming it towards the other side.
Bryan, who sat on the right side of Spencer looked at their youngest member. "Are you sure that thing is harmless?" he asked quite concerned.
Ian nodded. "This thing has no amunition. No worries Bryan, I may have lived at the Abbey, but I am not like that anymore."
"You are right, we are free men. We don't have to follow his orders anymore!" bryan said staring towards the other side of the stadium.
Tala and kai remained silent. Either they were deep in thoughts, or they ignored the conversation beside them.
"We all know what happened to them, I mean Voltaire is dead and Boris is in Jail, unable to return. I hope he rots there. but you know, about Him." Spencer said folding his arms.
"Who?" Both Bryan and Ian asked.
"I mean, Jörgen Vladizlav."
Bryan and Ian paled. Ian touched his arm, which was covered of old scars. Spencer had just mentioned a forbidden name. one of their worst nightmare. A memory everyone of them wanted to forget. Even Kai and Tala stared uneasily at their biggest companion, both slightly taken back bu shock.
"I mean, no one knows what happened to him."
Ian gulped and took out yet another gun from his pockets. Just for safety.
Memory
It was years ago, but who could forget? None of them could, it was one of their darkest hours.
All their lives, they had been friends. They had known each other, helped each other and protected each other's back. But now, this day, they would not see each other for years.
It had been Boris order for the six friends to split up. All this had been told to them from Vladizlav, one of Boris' closest companions. Vladizlav had ordered the guards to drag them to different parts of the Abbey. They had been forced to do this in several ways, as the close friends didn't want to go. Tala had been chained, he had been taken down to the deep dungeons where they trained him to master a worl without emmotions and they taught him to kill without caring. Yes, they all knew what had happened. It had been a slow process to teach them new things, but once the dark thoughts started to bite the torture became joy. They started to like to deliver pain to others.
Bryan had refused to do anything, which resulted to that they locked him into a cell for a year. When he got out he was taken care of by scientists who manipulated his brain to become crueler and emmotionless, a perfect warrior. Indeed, when Bryan had turned up, he was not like this. he had been very full of emmotions and a great friend. but like everyone else, he was forced to hide this.
Spencer had been whipped to uncounsciousness and taken to a training hall with some other boys. Only he had made it out alive and when he had he had been more built and muscular then before. They did not know exactly what had happened to him, it seemed he had forgotten all that. But by judging things he had been tortured and trained to build up his strength.
Ian had one of the worst training, considering his size. he want through strict military training and was chosen as a soldier if any battles would occur. he learn to shoot with all kinds of weapons and he went through different tests. It was lucky for him he had been a prankster or else his mind would never have been able to make it through.
Kai's training became a mental training and really he recieved some mix of what the others went through. it resulted to his quiet and solid attitude. He learnt to close from everyone else, like Ian he learnt to fight, like Spencer he trained and built up, like Bryan he changed and like Tala he too had been taught to kill.
Even Kim, who they had by that time known as Ana, had been through a rough training. The girl was expected to do much as she soon became to only surviving girl in the Abbey. She had tachnologic training and was set to disarm the US armies if there would be an attack. She could break through any system.
For the kids who turned up at the abbey had lived on the streets, orphans or kids no one wanted.
And they forgot how to live.
Thanks to him...
Jörgen Vladizlav.
End Memory
Lunch
RBA
the corridors
The corridors were silent and the halls empty. Everyone had gathered at the cafeteria or dining room to eat. Soem went out to town to buy something else, but so what. It was lunch and everyone had disappeared. Everyone, except for Kim, who walked munching on a sandwich. the girl had crazy ideas in her head and when noone noticed she sneaked into the Majestics changing room.
She snorted walking over to his jacket. That damn blonde Italian boy would pay. That perveted thing would learn a lesson once and for all.
Smiling she picked up a credit card and hurried away, leaving the rest of the scene as it was. Enrique had to be an idiot to leave his cards unwatched, espacially since not all bladers could be trusted.
Kim laughed lightly and then hurried out to find the nearest automatic cash dispensing machine. She didn't know Enrique's passwords, of course she didn't, yet...
Several tests later she walked away with a purse filled to the brim with money. Happily she headed towards the shop. She laughed mentally thinking about what enrique qwould look like the next day to find how little money he had left. from milionaire he would be zeronaire when she was done.
Happily she walked up the steps to the nearest jewlery store. What a wonderful day!
RBA
the gardens
Two heads stood bent close. Two boys whispered where they believed no one would overhear them. Several weird things lay in a sack beside them as they whispered. The two of them got up and hurried out of sight. Leaving a small trail of black powder from a hole in the sack.
"Wyatt, hurry up!" the other boy said as they ran. Wyatt carried the big thing over his shoulder and it was slowing him down.
"Shut up, Alan. Try to run with a sack dragging you back. Let's switch! Wyatt said putting the sack down. The two of them switched and continued to run. The trail of black powder continued and they soon saw the Stadium getting closer.
But they did not count upon a still smoking cigarette touching the powder and through magic a fire trailed after them, burning the powder.
Stupidly Alan and Wyatt stopped for a second, all though they didn't know how stupid they really were. for a minute later there was a BOOM! and the sack exploded. Two black powdered teens made their escape.
"We really need to plan that more carefully." Alan said as they ran back.
Wyatt nodded. Their plan had failed and they would have to pay deeply for it later.
The Stadium
His steps echoed in the silent hall. His mind was filled with deep thoughts about right or wrong. He really felt alone. He didn't know where to turn and things got worse remembering what Gordo had told him. His hands lazily lay in his pockets of his jacket. His left hand clutched his blade. A tear streamed down from his eyes. His feet stopped in front of the dish, the now empty dish that awaited the next decoration. His right hand moved up to his cap and his dark blue hair.
Kai watched Tyson from his spot at the stands. In a doorway Ray stood watching his old friend as well. Max stood by the blader entrance examining Tyson as the bladers was caught in a great amount of grief.
The three bladers slowly moved towards their old teammember. More tears had fallen to the ground and now Tyson was indeed crying. The ground before him showed the evidence of several tears.
"A blader shows his greatest strength in grief!" Kai said from behind. Tyson turned, wearing a respectful expression upon his face. Kai sniggered.
"Hi Tyson, how do you feel without us, pretty lonesome, right?" Ray said walking up as well.
"I'll live through. I mean, my new members are pretty good, still it is not the same." Tyson answered.
"You miss us, don't you pal?" Max said summoning the most obvious things.
Tyson was taken slight aback. "Am I that transperant?" he asked. Max and Ray laughed, while Kai smiled.
"Perhaps, but you are impressing standing by the dish crying where everyone could spot you. I mean, most bladers would die rather then to let their enemies see them crying." Ray said. Max nodded.
"Besides, are we really enemies? I mean, we were best friends once." the American teen said.
Tyson shook his head. "No, you are not my enemies. One by one you will never be. But it is the things you stand for, RBA that really will be my enemy. I am sorry guys, I cannot turn my back to Dickinson and to BBA. Not yet, I am not going to."
Ray shook his head. The Chinese boy showed his arms into the air. "You do as you please, all though we must warn you. If we face each other later, don't expect us to run. We will be there, working against the BBA. we swore when we signed our contracts."
"Bye Tyson, and good luck!" Max said as the three RBA bladers walked away. Tyson watched them leave as someone else came from behind him.
"No matter what we want, sometimes we must turn our past behind us and continue. They choose to defend the obvious villain and we choose to defend the glory of this game. Are you comming with us captain?" Danny said showing up from the shadows. Tyson nodded.
"I know, I know I will have to face them. for it will be my destiny to show them." he answered back.
"Show them what?" Ana asked. The whole BladebreakersX had turned up and now awaited their captain.
"Nothing!" Tyson asnwered. He turned to Isac and William.
"We better go. The next match is about to start, and I'd rather be up there then down here once Max gets the start of his awesome water abilities."
BEGA v AllStarz
The stadium was once again filled. The fans and bladers all sat in their seats, some seats were actually stolen and many angry fans had to be carried out because they never got a ticket. It was a mass of chaos and occasional fights would appear between fans. The AllStarz sat on their bench with Judy. Well, the mass outbreak was caused by one scene, which made most of the teammaembers of the American team simply sigh. Rick was causing a hell of a scene together with Max's mom Judy. It turned out so, that during the previous day he had not turned up to any of the traings which gave him a slight problem with everything else. It turned out he had been grounded for the next following matches, if there would be some.
"You cannot do this, i told you I was training in the allyway!" he shouted.
Judy put her foot down. "Let me remind you, Rick Anderson, that this is a team and here we follow our schedules. If you don't train with us then cosider this as your punishment."
"But it is so unfair!" Rick complained. Emily giggled. "Ricky is picky, and in a situation very sticky!" she said.
"SHUT UP!" Rick yelled. The AllStarz, all except for Max, laughed.
"Rick!" he said plainly. "You as I know the rules. I have to agree with everyone else. We cannot keep a team where membvers do as they fancy when we are called for training. I told you that very morning so don't come and say you didn't know."
Rick snorted.
"Hey, we'll be fine. We are six members now that Max joined and we don't need more then five. It is okay if you are disqualified for a while, we will survive." Michael added.
"Yeah, and beat the snout out of them!" Steve said pointing at the BEGA bladers, where Mystel helped a whining Ming Ming back to her feet. the girl was once again dressed in her preformance clothes and hseemed to have tripped.
"They don't seem so though!" Eddy added.
Max shook his head. "Honestly, have you gotten any idea of how much trouble they can be. Be happy if you get away unscathed guys. Last time I fought one of them I ended up by getting soak in my bit beast's own water, washed away.
"But you didn't loose." Eddy asked.
"No, it was a draw!" Max said plainly. He pulled his blade from his pocket and sighed
Up by the spectators the BladebreakersX sat together. Hilary sat closest to Tyson, who kissed the top of her head. Kenny was looking up ths status and the propability that the AllStarz would win. as he could see, Max would be thrown out.
"Such a small bunch of loosers!" Danny said snorting. Ana glared at her teammate and shifted slightly away from him, towards Isac. Sometimes that guy got the nerve of her, and everyone else.
William smiled. "At least they can't be worse then you Mr Sourpus. I mean, they don't complain about being down there."
Danny shot him a true old deathglare. But his gaze was met by Isac, that sat between both Ana and Will. The white haired teen's eyes clearly said:
Give it a hell and stop your dirty comments, for this is growing so tirying the next time I hear you say something in those lines I'll throw you down to the dish. And i hope it will not be a lucky landing.
Danny gulped and leaned back. Sometimes Isac's glares could be worse then any of Danny's cold remarks. Tyson smiled and leaned forwards slightly.
"What do you think about this match, Tyson?" William asked.
Tyson smiled. "I think that Brooklyn and his gang is going to recieve a lot of trouble."
Match One
Jazzman appeared in the middle, by the dish.
"Welcome to the next of many fiery battles. This afternoon we will have a battle of the century. It will be the unbeatable and ctrong BEGA versus the old good team of AllStarz."
The crowds roared. Down below Ming Ming waved happily. The crowd roared even more."
"And now to decide who wiuill start." Jazzman continued. A big screen appeared by the ceiling with the pictures of the ten bladers that would compete. Two pictures, one on each team's members, flashed and switched place until it settled upon...
"And it will be Ming Ming versus Emily!"
Let It Rip!
Take this pink ribbon of my eyes
I'm exposed
And it's no big surprise
Don't you think I knew
Exactly where I stand
This world is forering me
To hold you hand
Ming Ming was singing and she ad her reasons. her song affected her blading and confused her enemies. Indeed it was confusing Emily who was born with a logic mind and had a little sense to music. Ming Ming swayed an danced with ease.
"Trygatr?" she said in fear as the light pink blade Venus attacked in the rythm of music. Her friends ried to tell her to follow the beat, whatever they meant with that?
She tried to find openings but the opponent blade never stopped to attack. Who was this girl?
'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
Oh... I've had it out of here!
Emily tried her best, she really did, but it didn't seem to be enough. the song was distrcting her concentration and even though she would have wanted she couldn't think of something to do. Ming Ming had a fierce weapon and that was her voice. you couldn't stop to listen.
The sky blue haired girl swayed back and forth on light feet, still singing. She was now on her second verse. And it was enchanting.
The moment that I step outside
So many reasons
For me to run and hide
I can't do the little things
That I hold so dear
'Cause it's all those little things
That I fear
Ming ming pretended to be sad and the whole crowd sniffed. Magic as her singing turned out to be the crowd followed the small girl's movements. venus however had other things in mind and attacked. But Emily didn't know what to do. She was speachless, even though her beast cried in pain.
'Cause I'm just a girl
I'd rather not be
'Cause they won't let me drive
Late at night
I'm just a girl
GUess i'm some kind of freak
'Cause they all sit and stare
With their eyes
I'm just a girl
Take a good look at me
Just your typical prototype
Oh... I've had it out of here!
Oh... am I making myself clear?
While Emily listened, the match now forgotten, the AllStarz tried to wake their teammate up. But it was no use as they could see.
"What is wrong with her?" Michael asked.
I'm just a girl
"She is zoned off!" Steve said.
I'm just a girl in the world
"She is caught in the beat." max answered stating the obvious.
That's all you let me be!
I'm just a girl, living in captivity
Your rule of thumb
Make's me every some
I'm just a girl, what's my destiny?
What I've succumbed
Is making me numb
I'm just a girl, my appologies
What I've become is so burdersom
I'm just a girl, lucky me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison
Oh... I've had it up to!
Venus accelarated knowing her mistress had reached the last lines.
Oh... I've had it up to!
Trygatr was almost done, but one more attack would decide this.
Oh, I've had it up to here!
Ming Ming changed from the pop star to the blader and ordered the last attack, Venus Rose! Pink petals flew from her hand and formed around the opponent. however the petals became chains and thus chained the blade so that venus would be allowed a direct hit.
"And Ming Ming wins!" Jazzman said. Emily snapped back to reality and felt really ashamed for her loss. Her teammates tried to calm her, but it was useless. The girl fled, crying.
"What just happened?" Ana asked out into the mid air. "That pop star thing, she isn't that though. But still, she lost! How?"
Tyson didn't answer this time. He had enough problems to restrain Hilary and to calm her down. Hilary tried to wriggle free, but Tyson held her back.
Another who was on the verge to dive down there was Chief, who was being restrained by both Isac and William.
"When I get my hands on her, that tiny ignorant witch... I'll shoher who is the..."
"Hilary, that is enough!" Tyson said sternly. Hilary relaxed slightly and Tyson was allowed to sit down. Hilary sat down as well, folding her arms.
"I can still bet on that Max and his gang will win."
"How can you be sure?" Hilary asked.
"Beybladers intuition."
Match Two
"And the next fight will be between Eddy and Mystel!" Jazzman announced as the screen had chosen the next fighters. The picture of Emily had darkened and Ming Ming's shone with a bright star underneath.
Emily was half sad half angry as she walked back to her teammates. The pain of loosing wouldn't leave her chest and thus so she walked back, dragging her feet behind her. She did not want to face her friends, what would they think of her?
Slowly she approached the others, who were all stariing at her. She looked down in shame. What a mess!
Michael walked up to her. "Well, at least you did your best!" he said scratching the back of his head. Emily looked up before hugging her team captain.
"Don't worry!" Max said. "We can pull this off. I am sure we can turn this fight and win, somehow."
Emily smiled, feeling slightly better. She was a lucky girl, to have such understanding teammates.
Meanwhile Steve was cheering upon Eddy, who was walking up to the dish. Mystel approached from the other side, smiling.
"Bladers ready?" Jazzman asked as the two bladers got ready to face each other. Eddy nodded launching at command. Mystel did the same. But knowing how the blader Mystel launches, everything about him is as mysterious as it is Mystel.
"Go Trypio!" Eddy commanded, his blade racing after his opponent. The blade hit and started a close combat leaving the opponent no time to attack. Or so he thought. But Mystel is tricky and knows more then people thinks.
"Poseidon, evade!2 he said suddenly. The blade flip-flopped and cartwheeled out of the way. Eddy was shocked at this sudden atlethic movement. His light yellow blade tried to follow after his opponent, but whenever he got near the opponentblade disappeared and allways seemed to reappear above him. Mystel smiled and his eyes sparkled beneath his hawk-like mask. Up at the stands the BladebreakersX gathered around Kenny to look up the statics for this match, all wondering what Mystel was up to.
"He is using a new tactic. Whenever Eddy gets close his blade accelerates and disappears due to the incredible speed. Mystel's blade seems to be rebuilt with lighter parts then before and it seemes to give him a slight advatage in speed. Eddy uses a heavier blade, it slows him down. Mystel has somehow combined his athletic skills into his blading making it more then the old way. he has improved a lot!"
"Whatever, they are all RBA bladers. Let them shred each other into pieces for all I care!" Danny said sitting back in his seat.
"I have to agree with you D. We are BBA bladers and really the one who wins is the one who wins." Ana said.
Tyson said nothing, but he was in deep thoughts. he really would like Max to win, but not because he felt like facing him. No, he wanted it out of his old reasons. Max was still his friend.
"We'll just have to wait and see what happens." Hilary said. Tyson nodded. After all, she was right. They could not affect the things down there. All they could do was to survey, watchand analyze.
Back to the match, Eddy was slowly loosing. His blade was beadly beaten. Mystel smirked racing his hand for another command. "Poseidon, Ocean storm!"
The aqua blade stopped for a second. tw small streams of water appeared from it, twirling up towards the ceiling. The water whipped everything it came to, even in some cases the spotlights that hung from the ceiling. Lights flickered as water collided with electricity. The two beams of water grew and soon collided forming into one. The dish filled with water and four more of these storms appeared.
The storms died out, but as they did odd flashes could be seen beneath the water. When the water finally died away Trypio lay by Eddy's feet, cracked into wet pieces.
Eddy stared at what was left of his blade. Mystel smiled. It had been a wonderful match and really he wasn't someone who picked on people because they lost. Instead he removed his mask and helped his ex-opponent back to his feet. Eddy looked shocked at first, but then he smiled and shook Mystel's hand. the crowds roared and up the stands, some of the faces looked ready to throw up!
"Remind me that next time we watch a fight like this, then bring some paper bags!" danny said, his face ghostly pale.
Hilary shook her head. Tyson looked strangely at his teammate.
"Danny, if you don't shut your mouth, in the next few minutes you will be kicked out!" he said quoting what Kai probably would have said in such a situation. Kenny looked at Tyson in shock never having heard his friend sound so cold before.
"But really," William continued. "I'd rather die at the scene before my forsaken enemies hand then watch these allies surrender to whatever friendship is."
Ana shook her head. "Did your parents name you from William Shakespear? You sound just as dull as he does."
"No, they named me after William the Conqueror. But so what? What i mean is... ah... it is just horrible to see how our enemies side up together."
"William," Hilary said. "The BEGA and AllStarz are already sided up together." she said as a matter of factly.
A soft thud could be heard from his seat as Will landed on the floor.
Match Three
The noise settled slowly as the next two bladers were about to be selected.The pictures blinked and soon stopped upon...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this third round will be played between... Now this will be most interesting."
People gasped when they saw the screen. (A/N: I promise this wasn't deliberate, I did draw this from pieces of paper.) Max was one of the pictures and the blonde American got up ready to fight. However he too was shocked looking at what had just happened. The other picture that had lit up was Brooklyn's.
"Unbelieveable!" Emily said. "Max will be crisped after this."
Micheal put his hand, encouragingly on the blonde's shoulder. "You sure you want to go out there?" he asked.
Max stared his captain in the eyes. The ex-Bladebreaker shook his head. "Micheal, I have never known this team or me to quit anything. I have my own bit beast, he has his. It is a fity-fifty per cents chance to make this, so the odds for me landing up at the hospital, really, don't think there will be any. I mean, I am stronger then last time we faced them."
Max was anxious and you could hear it from the way he talked. But Michael smiled hearing the boy's comments. He nodded.
"Just wanted to make sure you really wanted to. A captain's duty!"
Max sweatdropped. Behind them the rest of the team cheered them on. Judy hugged herself feeling proud of her son.
Jazzman surveyed the scene from over the dish, but none of the bladers had arrived yet and the spectators were all getting impatient. "Could all bladers report at the dish, please!" he said.
Max yelped ruunning over to the dish, almost having forgotten to move. HIs team laughed lightly from behind him. From the BEGA they were pushing and nudging upon Brooklyn to move.
"Come on Brook, you can't give up on us now!" Ming Ming said clutching her microphone with a firm grip. Garland pushed the tallest member towards the dish. Brooklyn whisked his hair from his eyes and sighed. Indeed he didn't really care. For him, blading was like art or magic and nothing that should be hurried.
But none the less, both bladers arrived and the match started. Not too dramatically, heh?
THREE... TWO... ONE... LET IT RIP!
The dish had been formed as a crater with hidden surprises. Indeed it was a problem to survive in this dish, as it was called the Slicer. For in hidden spots a blade would appear to slice your blade if you weren't careful. It also had weak parts where the ground could colapse bringing the blade down. Max noticed this and was lucky enough to escape.
"What is this?" he wondered directing Draciel to move towards the brim, which seemed to be the only stable place, passing and missing two slices.
Brooklyn smiled and started to attack at once. The black blade (Can't remember the colour, correct me if I'm wrong) smashed into Draciel nearly knocking it out. It was good for Max his defence skills was one of the greatest developed through Japan's blading history or he would surely have flown at that hit. But Draciel continued spinning.
"Drraciel, attack!" he commanded. Draciel switched place making Zeus the vulnerable one. Brooklyn smiled however, they both knew it would take ages before this match would be decided.
The two blades changed positions trying to beat the others, but really they didn't come anywhere. Brroklyn's attacks were all strong, but Draciel's defence could meat every hit. And Zeus' defence was weaker, but draciel's attacks were weaker as well.
"Zeus, Night Break!" Brooklyn said. Max blinked as Zeus disappeared. The crater was filled with darkness and once he tried to communicate with his beast he found he was blocked. Draciel was there somewhere underneath. Due to the flashes and sounds comming from within the darkness, all though they sounded very far away, Max knew what Brooklyn was doing and he did not want to take the final blow.
"Draciel, Aquatic Wall!"
The blond teen's eyes glowed bright sea blue and a blue shield formed around him. The shield exploded seconds after it appeared and some of the fragments soared down to the dish. A shield, smaller in size but hard as diamond, appeared in the dish around Draciel. Brooklyn gritted his teeth.
"Zeus, don't let him trick you. Attack!" he said commanding.
Max smiled. He had learnt a lot at RBA, and trained a lot as well. He smiled widely before changing his expression to a more serious compose. His hair seemed to blow in a none existing wind.
"Draciel, Moses Wonder, now!"
The darkness within the dish disappeared and water formed into it only leaving a small trail where it didn't touch the bottom. It looked like the bible had described it, for it was a wonder to see the water raised at both sides of the dish. Draciel headed towards the centre and towards the other side of the dish. Zeus followed, but should really have not. The walls around them collided and the water washed up stopping the blade in his tracks.
"Great job!" Max said encouragingly. Behind him the allStarz were cheering themselves hoarse.But this match had still not ended. Zeus appeared surfing the waves.
"Oh No!" Max said in shock. Brooklyn smiled. The water soon disappeared.
"Attack!" the orange blader cried. Max shielded himself with his arms and called for another Aquatic Wall. A blue shield formed around his blade that took most of the bliow, but Max was really tired now and had no idea how long he would be able to continue this.
Brooklyn attacked over and over again, dark wings forming upon his back. These wings gave any of the bladers nightmares, as they remembered it from the Justice Five tournament. Tyson had almost been killed.
Then the most unthinkable happened. As Zeus approached Draciel for the final blow, one of the slicers rammed through the blade and the two halves landed upon one of the unstable pieces. Max opened his eyes to find, to his amazement, that he had won. Brooklyn had underestimated the dish and forgotten about their obstacles. He couldn't believe his luck?
The BEGA sulked and there was a mass of cheers from the AllStarz. The spectators all cheered never having seen anything like this.
Max wabed at Brooklyn before walking back to his teammates. Jazzman had declared him as the winner and the BEGA had collected their teammate from the dish. The spectators were standing up cheering.
"Well done, Max!" Tyson whispered. His team however hadn't heard him, which sounded like a good thing thinking of the critics that came from them. All four of the bladers had heavily started to attack Brooklyns stupidity and Max's blading.
Hilary sighed heavily and had to reatrin herself from shouting at them. Chief had put earplugs into his ears, not able to hear more of this. The only reason Tyson did not show any of these reactions was because he did not listen at the very moment. He was too caught up in his memories.
Back down at the dish, Jazzman announced the next match. Steve against Garland.
"We are so toasted!" Max said as he sat down. The blonde looked over at Steve, who put the old helmlet on.
Match Four
"Garland, calm down!" Ming Ming said complaining. The fighter was causing havoc in expectation annd close upon hitting the singing girl in the face. Ming Ming had to duck several times. Mystel, who sat on Crusher's broad shoulder, sighed and whispered to his friend that it would be a good idea to move away. brooklyn lay on the bench lazily eyeing his captain with one open eye. The orange haired blader smiled.
Steve stood waitin and started to get really impatient. He wanted to get rolling. Garland didn't seem to have noticed it was his turn to start. he had been in different meditating and fighting poses ever since the start of the first match.
"Garland, could you please report to the dish at once!" Jazzman said announcing. The Indian blader nodded and ran over to the dish, his yellow blade gleaming in his hand.
"About time!" Steve said holding his launcher under his arm. Steve had returned to his old launch with the football. Garland stared confusingly at it. he did not understand what was going on.
"Bladers ready?" Jazzman asked. The two bladers nodded. Garland took out his launcher and Steve got ready to fire his. Garland still felt confused.
"Three... Two... One... Let it rip!"
Garland shook himself out of his confusion and fired. Steve did too, kicking the American Football towards the dish, soaring to hit his opponent. or so Garland believed. The ball split and the blade landed perfectly in the dish. Garland was stunned by the technique. He had never seen anything like it before. This launch had been used before his story had begun.
"Lightning Force!" he commanded kicking into the air. His blade sparked and flew towards it's opponent.
Steve smiled. This was easier then he had believed it would be. You did not rampage towards a bull and garland would soon know why.
"Tryhorn, Rodeo Drive!" he commanded punching the air over his head. His beast bit appeared and it angrily roared as the opponent hit it. garland's attack didn't have time to start before the counter came. Tryhorn's horns glowed blood red and the angry bull sneezed before throwing poor Apolon over the brim of the dish. Garland was shocked,m really, everyone was. The yellow blade smashed into the wall.
"Th-this means... that the AllStarz wins! Steve from the AllStarz wins this round!" Jazzman shouted announcing the score. And it is a draw so far, with only one important match left!"
Steve punched the air again and roared his victory. Garland collected his blade and smiled. he had learnt some useful thinsg from this match.
The AllStarz all cheered. for their next blader would be Micheal. And they knew Micheal had a big chance of winning this!
Several footsteps could be heard as the BladebreakersX left their seats to return for some rest and last minute training. Hilary whispered something to them all, who nodded. The seven teens walked out to the empty halls and towards the entrance. They headed towards the cold air, pulling their jackets closer around them. It was time to go back, they already knew how the last battle would end like. It wasn't hard to predict who would win. Tyson slipped his hand into Hilary's making the girl smile.
He had to admit to himself, as they all walked up to the empty dojo, that he was a lucky guy to have met her. In times like these, when everything seemed to be against him, he still had someone he could hold on to. Yes, sometimes he had wondered why he was still alive? Flashes of his past, his mother, his grandfather... they still haunted him. His lonliness, it made itself clear when he saw others laugh and enjoy their fulliness of life. but all he had left, most of it he barely ever saw.
Like when Hiro had returned. A brother he had not seen for years. his father, who was allways somewhere else. His life was split into diferent areas.
"Tyson?" Hilary asked seeing her boyfriend having spaced out. Tyson shook his head and met her eyes. he smiled and kissed her. Hilary kissed back, much to the dismaysomeone else. Danny made some disgusted mimics, with both William and ana laughing. isac simply shrugged, still not having opened his mouth except for when he trained.
Afaint aroma of friendship had appeared around the group, all though outside no one would be able to notice this. The evil smirks, the nasty comments and the pushing would never disappear. But really, they allk cared about each other. Well, as a group of different bladers could care about each other.
End of Match Five
"Trygle, finish him! Golden Wind!" Micheal shouted. A golden radient beam shot, together with wind, from his bit beast knocking the other blade away. Crusher was devastated having lost and micheal smiled posing with a victory sign as the pictures were taken of the winner, for tommorows news.
Max looked up towards the stands and noticed, to his disappointment, that Tyson and the others had left. but he couldn't help smiling as he had seen them earlier after his match.
"Max, are you coming or not?" Judy asked as the AllStarz got ready to leave. Max looked up and smiled, before hurrying over to his mother and top his team. However before he got there someone attacked him from behind, hugging him. At first he could not understand who it was then...
"Maxie!" a female voice yelled. He couldn't help but to smile looking over his shoulder to see tenesee beaming at him.
"Missed me?" he asked kissing her. She had already pined him to the ground, with the whole team laughing.
"Wish me Good luck tomorrow, Maxie!" she said. It was by then max remembered that his girlfriend had switched team, temporarily, but still. And that F Sangre would face Bladebreakers in the morning. He prayed that nothing would happen to her, for he, like everyone else, did not know how good these new bladers were.
Silently, with tenesee by his side, he got up. he gently took the girl's hand kissing her yet again. But his insides were worried. for tomorrow, everything could happen.
"Wyatt, next time we will make this, won't we?" Alan whispered.
"Sure, we just need some more of this. I mean, there isn't much time."
"I can't wait to see everyone's face when they find out!"
"Me neither..."
TBC
Storms-winter
Ah, sorry i am late. Haven't gotten a new computer yet, my dad (who was supposed to help me) has been busy all week. I know, I don't have any Beta reader for this story, even if it would be great. Yeah, could have advertised for one, but... it is not my style. I have an editor for another story, but there most of the chapters are written already. What i mean to say is, things like that stresses me awfully. Like now, when i haven't heard from my editor for ages. Aw...
But huge thanks for the nice comments and yes, i know everyone wonders why? It is not easy to find out,I mean... eh, you'll see at the end.I should stop spoiling this fic. Thanks for reviewing!
Fire Falcon
Stop Tyson's pondering? Oh, no... sorry if you did not like that, but tyson as a lot to ponder about in this fic, and the following as well. In thís version of beyblade, he has chosen to ignore a lot about his past, thus so his constant happiness. but now as the past seems to catch up he needs to work through, as well as work out this new foe. I hope this chapter was slightly better, i really wanted to add some more details into this one. For example, when the Bladebreakers meets again and the now starting relationship between the new one. It is a lot to remember in this fic that happens. Thanks so much for the review!
Heavens Charm
Maybe, maybe one of them are. maybe not though... I am not going to spoil anything, I've already said too much. But keep to that fact that nothing is what it seems. Thanks for reviewing!
CosmicEssence
RBA is like a crossover of Biovolt and BEGA, with a few exceptions. I did warn that this can sound a lot and remind you of G-Revolution. But it is not G-Revolution I am writing. And I should really advise you to read the two previous ones. (Long or not.) They are forerunners to this fic and explains about characters, about bit beasts and about what is going on in some cases. This was the third fic in a series, so i hope you will read (if you already haven't) Thank you so much for reviewing!
Teaser
The Bladebreakers face the F Sangre, which this year seems to be made of a lot of new members. What will happen and will they be able to clear their first round? How good are the new Bladebreakers and how will Max take this game, seeing his girlfriend fight? More about the new Bladebreakers is revealed and RBA Revolution has their match as well, against the rumoured trashers. What is Wyatt's and Alan's idea to do with all of that explosive powder and what does the RBA have to say about one of their teams, cheating badly!
All this, next time...
End Notes
I hope you all read carefully. this chapter holds some of the most important pieces of this story. It explains a lot of what happens in the end so to mean. I know I have veiled everything up to a mystery, I hope you can make it through that.
And speaking of this chapter. I really hope you don't flame me about the Tyson-meets-the-old-gang, part. I just wanted to show that not everything has changed, for really, I don't think tyson would abandon years of friendship for things like this. As far as I can see it, tyson is a person to forgive and he really doesn't enjoy to have enemies. Espacially when his friends become his enemies. he tries to understand those things and allways seems to ask, why? Sometimes, I do wonder if he hasn't blamed himself for things. Like when kai left in Season one.
But that is a mysteruy and I better stop here. I have no idea how many chapters this fic is upon, but according to Fanfiction this chapter is almost on 10 000 words. I can't see word pages right now. Haven't gotten a computer yet, dad can be slow to help me sometimes. but he has promised to help, so i hope so.
See you all. next chapter cane probably take over a week as school starts again. My vacation is almost over, my exams starts againand judging upon what I want to bring in the next one, i am pretty sure it will have about the same length as this.
Sayonara
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