Hi, everyone! As of today (which is June 21, when I started writing this), I finished my Science exam and Geography exam! So, I only have 1 more exam to go! YAY ME! But, sadly, nobody is sending me any reviews wishing me good luck on my exams… (, why are u people being so mean!
Well, here's the next chapter!
Chapter 7: Dragao
"So…why are we here again? Because you know, I have my food and beyblade at the house waiting for me." I said, walking into the meadow. She had called me from the house where I was staying, and told me to meet here, and now that I'm here, she won't even say anything to me! What is that?
"Um…well, I, um…have something to say." She said her voice down and her eyes all weird. It was like they were glittering or something.
I started to get frustrated. "Can you just say it already? You know we have to get ready for the big war coming up." I said. And it was true. Kai and I were in charge of teaching the soldiers how to defend themselves, and I had to bail today just because of Hilary! She is my friend and all, but I need to prepare!
Her jaw clenched, and her face showed anger. "You really want me to say it! Well, I'm fighting in the war!" she exclaimed angrily.
Tyson woke up in a cold sweat. He put his head to his head, and moved the hair that was suck on his sweaty forehead. What was that dream, anyway? All he remembered from it was fragmentations, like a meadow, the mention of a war,
And he remembered dreaming of Hilary.
Tyson looked around, and saw his fellow team mates, sleeping as comfortably as they could in their plane-seats. There were plates used for their dinner lying in some places, although he had the most. His stomach grumbled in response to the plates. He didn't like the food very much, nor did it fill him up, but he still ate in anyways.
Tyson sat back in his chair, and his closed his eyes. He tried not to fall asleep; afraid that he might dream of Hilary. Sometimes, little recaps of what had happened to her haunted him in his sleep. Today was no different.
Tyson…
"I will do what the Blade has intended for you to do."
Tyson
"If you think that I love you now, you're dumber than I thought!"
"Tyson…"
He whispered her name, just before he fell asleep, knowing full well that he was in for another nightmare.
Hilary
Hilary woke up to the bright early sunshine. She stretched her arms out contently, and yawned, before getting up from the bed Zorion made for her (out of buffalo skins).
Yesterday, she had met a lot of the residents living here. There was Yelena, the friendly old doctor who specialized in healing with medicinal herbs. The gruff old man who had told her to sleep the other day was Marques. The reason he had made her sleep so easily was because she had the power of controlling other people's minds subconsciously, so they didn't know that they were being controlled.
There was Mirari, a beautiful little girl who was lovely and kind. Zorion had mentioned to Hilary that Mirari was special; her name meant miracle, and that Mirari had a special purpose, one that was unknown for now. Mirari was an orphan, and didn't have any parents. They had left her all alone in this village, and Zorion found and took her in.
Lastly, she had met Aitana, a young woman who was above Hilary in age, but younger that Zorion. She had long, black hair, and a fiery attitude. She didn't quite like Hilary, but Zorion said to give it time, that she warms up to everyone eventually. Hilary noticed that he acted all shy around Aitana, and that she did the exact same. It made her think some things.
Hilary exited her room, and ran down the hall. Zorion, and Mirari lived here, and they were kind enough to let her stay here, before she could go see Ramiro tomorrow. Ramiro was the ruler of the land; he was benevolent, kind, pleasant, and an all around good king, according to Yelena and Zorion.
"Good morning, Miss Hilary!' exclaimed Zorion and Mirari at unison when she entered the kitchen. It didn't have any electronics, Hilary noticed, but it was cozy, and very homey, and it suited her just fine.
She groaned. "I said, don't call me that! Just Hilary." She said tiredly. Everyone she met yesterday called her miss, except for Marques, who called her a runt, and Aitana, who gave her a condescending sneer and said her name accurately.
"Well, everyone here talks to each other with respect." Said Mirari sweetly, taking a bite of her bread. It obviously wasn't toasted, but it was cooked over a fire, and it looked all the same.
Hilary thought about this a second. Hardly anyone back in Japan showed each other respect. Like the ordeal of her and Tyson. Just before the incident, she had told him to get out of her life. Did he take that seriously? She wondered. Was he looking for her right now?
Well, its not like I expect him to, but it would be nice…
She shook that thought from her head. He was looking for her, she was sure of it. Tyson was still the worrying, protective of his friends Tyson, and a slap and a few measly words wouldn't change him in the least.
"So, when are we gonna see Ramiro?" the brunette girl asked, sitting into one of the fur chairs Zorion said that Marques made. Who knew he could do something so…feminine?
Mirari chewed the slice of bread in her mouth. "We're going today, right Zorion?" she said, turning to Zorion for an answer, and smiled appreciatively when he nodded in response.
"Want one?" asked Zorion, offering Hilary a slice of bread. She thought for a minute, before shaking her head. She had to keep her strength up if she wanted to see Ramiro. He lived a while from here, and she really wanted to go see him and tell her all the information she needed. Like, where she was, for instance. And, how she can go back? And what was the Blade's significance, and what Ben had meant when he said it had intended for her to do.
She sighed. She hoped that she had enough strength to remember all the questions she had, let alone walk a few miles.
Bladebreakers
"At last, Portugal!" exclaimed Tyson, smiling at the Portuguese sunshine. He knew obviously that the only reason he was here wasn't to beyblade or sightsee. It was a rescue mission for Hilary. But he couldn't help it. The people, the weather, the place, it was all so overwhelming. Plus, maybe he would get some blading time in between.
"Remember what we're doing here, Tyson. Just for Hilary." Said Kai, his arms crossed across his chest, and his stern look plastered on his face. The others all nodded behind him.
Tyson rolled his eyes. He knew that already! He was the one who was more worried for Hilary that anyone! Even her parents, considering the fact that they were on vacation for a month, then they had to go on a doctor's retreat right after for 3 weeks. He couldn't imagine 2 weeks away from his grandpa (when he was at the dojo, obviously).
The team stood in front of the hotel they were staying in. The name was written in Portuguese, so he couldn't read it, but it was a beautiful building with white brick walls and a welcoming doorway.
(I'm going to skip ahead to when Kenny is researching stuff in the hotel room)
Kenny sighed for the 18th time that evening. He was searching on every search engine, like Google and Yahoo! And AltaVista, but so far he came up with nothing. He typed in Ancient Civilisations, Portuguese History, Ancient Portuguese Civilizations, but in the end, it didn't work.
An idea blossomed in his mind. He typed in the word Dragao, and pressed enter. He waited patiently, hoping that he would eventually see the fruits of his labour.
A while ago, when Hilary had first gotten the blade, he had asked for her permission to let him use it for a few days. He researched and analyzed, and with Dizzi's help, he was able to figure out that a) she has a bit beast named Dragao, b) it was an ancient dragon with good and bad personalities, and it was sealed away because of if, and c) it originated from Portugal. Kenny decided not to tell any of the Bladebreakers, including Hilary, because he thought that it was nothing to worry about.
Boy was he wrong.
I wonder where you are Hilary. It's been so different around without you yelling at Tyson, or helping me improve the team's beyblades. Wherever you are, we are coming to get you.
I just hope we find out where "where" is.
That's it for Chapter 7! I know, some of you might have been expecting some more info about Ramiro, or something else, but I promise, the next chapter will be the confrontation between Hilary and Ramiro.
I'm going to say a couple of things. First, this story is gonna have a lot of Portuguese names (I'm not Portuguese or anything, I just chose it, that's all), so I'm going to translate them.
Desapareça: disappear
Zorion: Happy
Mirari: miracle
Aitana: Glory
Marques: Of Mars; god of war
Yelena: Light
Ramiro: Supreme Judge
Dragao: dragon
If I missed any, or you have any suggestions for new names, contact me! Preferably a private message, otherwise, review!
The second thing is that from now on, I'll be making a song of the chapter. Every chapter, I'll be telling you about a song that I really enjoy. The song I chose is These Things I'll Never Say, by Avril Lavigne. It talks about a girl who is in love with a boy, but can't say those three important words (I love you, those who are as slow as me )!)
PS: Please say good luck to me for my exams!
Kendo Baby
