"Dragoon! Galaxy Storm!"
"Dranzer! Flame Saber!"
The two blades charged at one another, the cobalt one belonging to the master of the phoenix, the silver one belonging to the master of the dragon. The two clashed in one flaming and stormy blast, throwing up dust clouds and temporarily blinding the bladers. One was Tyson Granger, 3 time World Champion. The other was the Ice Prince, Kai Hiwatari. When the dust cleared, neither one's blade was still spinning.
"Nice try, Kai."
"Hn."
The two readied for another practice match while the others looked on.
"3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!"
The two unleashed their blades again, but almost an instant later, a dark green blade jumped in and slammed into both blades, knocking them back. Kai glared at Max.
"Hey, don't look at me, Draciel is right here!" He proclaimed defensively, holding up his blade.
"Long time no see, Kai."
A figure stepped into the light from under a tree, making the phoenix gasp.
"Wyatt?"
It was Wyatt alright, but he must have been about 16 years old now. He was dressed in a blue T-shirt with a red band around the chest and black cargoes. On his hands were red bladers' gloves. 3 years since the last time anyone had seen him, Wyatt had gotten taller, brawnier and looked overall more mature. His bangs still hung in his face, but they were spikier. The only 2 things about him that hadn't changed were his 100-watt smile and jovial blue eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
"Aw c'mon Kai, aren't I allowed to see an old friend?" He said in a tone feigning hurt feelings.
Kai's response was to raise an eyebrow and fold his arms.
"Hey Wyatt, good to see you again!"
While the others got reacquainted with their old friend, Kai remained silent.
I laid my guilt to rest. Stop acting like this, Kai. He scolded himself.
"Kai?" Kai snapped out of his thoughts. Wyatt was looking at him with a strange look.
"Look, I still remember what happened with that cyber bit beast. I'm fine, really! Besides, it wasn't your fault." His face lit up with a smile that could light up the world and looks up into a tree.
"Hey Jessie, why don't you come on out and meet my friends?"
To the team's surprise, a girl the same age as Wyatt jumps down from the tree, but remains in the shadows. Wyatt laughs.
"Jessie isn't all that social."
The girl sighs in defeat and steps out into the light. Several jaws drop. Jessie was dressed in navy blue flare jeans and a tight black tank top that had 3 electric blue clawmark designs on both shoulders and a mid-neck-high collar. She had on wrist-high black fingerless bladers' gloves with silver studs on the knuckles and had a black armband on her right arm.
"Guys, this is Jessie."
"Hn."
Jessie's almost-black hair was pulled back into a French braid that stopped at the back of her neck where she had a mid-back length ponytail. Three spiky bangs hung in her face, but they did nothing to shadow her two-toned eyes, the left being gray and the other being icy blue. Strapped to her upper leg was a holster for her launcher with a pouch for her blade. Stuck in her ponytail, hanging down, was a small, black-tipped icy blue feather with one sapphire blue stripe decorating it.
"If you don't mind, my eyes are up here." She snapped icily at the starers.
Kenny opened his laptop and his jaw dropped again a moment later.
"Hey, you're Jessie Romanov, the German and Russian Beyblade Champ!"
Jessie folded her arms and smirked. Tyson blushed.
"Whoa, the Internet doesn't lie, she IS hotter in person!"
Jessie wasn't amused, and in a split second had out her launcher, loaded with a black blade with a sapphire blue attack ring, aiming at Tyson's face.
"Care to repeat that little remark?" She asked, her tone quiet and threatening. She sounded even more dangerous than Kai in a bad mood. Tyson gulped, and just as fast as she had taken them out, Jessie put back her blade and launcher. Wyatt laughed.
"Never mess with the Ice Phoenix."
Kai perked up at the last 2 words.
Dranzer, what do you know about a phoenix of ice? I thought it was impossible.
It should be, a phoenix is a bird of Fire, it should be impossible for an Ice phoenix to exist at all….. I'm sorry, I'm drawing a blank.
The phoenix called Dranzer ruffled her feathers in frustration. At that exact moment, Daichi ran up to Jessie, demanding a battle. She merely raised an eyebrow and pulled out her blade and launcher.
"3, 2, 1, LET IT RIP!"
The two bladers launched in unison, Daichi went for the offense while Jessie, peculiarly, didn't do anything at all. Gaia Dragoon was making to hit with its Great Cutter attack.
"Kamikaze Survivor." Jessie muttered impassively.
As Gaia Dragoon unleashed the attack, Jessie's blade was suddenly surrounded by a raging torrent of wind, making it impossible for Daichi's blade to come even close to Jessie's.
"Arctic Hurricane."
A swirling mist is followed by snow and ice as Jessie effortlessly blew Gaia Dragoon away. Jessie picked up her blade and reholstered it without another word.
