What up, fanfiction-ers! Kendo here again, and let me just tell you about the joy of reading. People always say, "I hate reading, its so boring and stuff", and you've probably heard that. But, you should tell them that they have to find a book that they like. Personally, I like the teen authors like Meg Cabot, and books like Avalon High and manga. I strongly recommend Meg Cabot books, since she's really good at making books for teens, and adults, too.


Chapter 10: Training

My legs are sore, my abdomen hurts and I am not getting out of bed. Nothing can get me out. Not after that long journey up and down the hill of Ramiro. No wonder everybody is confused around here. They are too lazy to climb that damn hill!

But…I got some good info from Ramiro. Now I know that I can't get home unless I fight in this battle of Beasts, or whatever. Does he actually want me to believe that? I have my own life, one that includes beating Ben up to a pulp.

And, I also know that my beyblade is: a) the spot where good and bad is sealed and b) referred to The Blade. Ben said something about it…

"I will make sure you do what the Blade has intended for you to do" is what he said. What does my beyblade want me to do, battle or something? Everyone knows I can't battle at all! I always lose when I play Tyson's stupid video games.

Tyson…are you here too? I wonder if you're looking for me. I doubt it though, after the way I treated you. Stupid Ben, I was so caught up in his act…

I sighed dejectedly, and got up from the bed. 'No use for me staying in here,' I thought. Besides, I have a training lesson with Marques today.

"Miss Hilary! Get your rump down here and let's start training!" yelled Marques from outside. What's good about this place is that everyone is trustworthy. It's like they don't know the meaning of lying, hypocrisy, and all that bad stuff. Everybody is friends with one another.

But, some people, like Marques, use that as an excuse to get certain people, like me, to train a little too early.

"I'm coming!" I called back to him, throwing on my beaded shirt and a woolen skirt Yelena made to be used as my fighting clothes. I ran down the hall, half running and half pulling my skirt on. Zorion came by with an amused look, and I half smiled at him. I think he was heading out to see Aitana. He said when we were walking from Ramiro's castle that he wanted to ask her to marry him. I was quite shocked, because back in Japan, you had to have been dating for at least a year, but Zorion assured me that they loved each other passionately, and that Aitana was expecting the proposal.

When I got to Marques outside, he was already dressed for battle (or at least, practice battle) with his long gray hair tied back in a ponytail (he keeps on insisting that this kind of fashion is manly) and his weapons prepared.

"You're late." He said when I approached him. How can such an old man be so tough and bitter? I mean, he said to me that he faced some hardships that made him so edgy, but c'mon?

I crossed my hands over my chest before saying, "I am not. You're just too early." Marques rolled his eyes at me, which means that I've got a lot of attitude in his books.

"Follow me." He said gruffly, turning his back to me, and heading into the forest near Yelena's house. I noticed that there were visitors at her house, since there were 5 pairs of shoes outside her door. I stop walking and look at them. They look somewhat familiar….

"Oi, woman!" he called from in front of me "pick up the pace!" I groaned inwardly, forgetting about the shoes. I run after his bellowing. His calls lead me to a wide, open meadow with cows eating grass, and one big tree in the middle. I stared at it in awe. Its green leaves against the light blue sly made it look so beautiful.

"Here." Marques said, throwing a bunch of weapons at my feet. I looked down at them, and jumped slightly. He smirked at my fear and rolled his eyes. "Don't go all feminine on me, girl."

I bent down and looked at each one of them. There were a couple of swords, made of metal and silver, but one caught my eye. It was a gold sword, with jewels encrusted in it, and there was a gold shield to match.

I smiled widely and picked up the sword. "This is the one!" I exclaimed happily, swinging the sword, imagining I was fighting some sort of monster. Marques shook his head disapprovingly, and muttered under his breath that I was very feminine. I replied to him that I'm the one with the sword and I can easily hit him with it.

"You can't even use it, which is why I'm here." Marques said proudly, hitting his chest. He picked up a bow and arrow and tossed it to me. I had to drop the sword to catch it.

"Aim for the target on the tree." He said, pointing to the tree. There was a red and white target attached on the tree. I think I was aiming for the black dot in the middle.

I put the arrow on the bow strings, and pulled back. Ok Hilary, you can do this. If Marques says you can, then you can.

I aimed for the black dot, and pulled the strings a bit harder. Hit the mark! I cried inwardly, releasing the strings, and watching the arrow fly.

"Yes!" I cried happily, once the arrow landed in the red area outside the black dot. "Not bad for a beginner!"

Marques sighed, before pointing to the tree. "Sure, for a beginner. But if that was a beast, you'd be dead already." He said gruffly, taking the bow from me. He got an arrow, pulled the strings, and let it go, his face not showing any emotion when it hit the black dot.

Killjoy, I thought angrily, narrowing my eyes at him, but… I guess I have to deal, since I'm supposed to fight in the war to go back home.

Marques smirked at me, before saying, "If evil glares were a weapon, I wouldn't even need to train you."

I smiled at him, before taking back the bow. "I can get this before nightfall, don't worry!" I said, my eyes still narrowed slightly. Who does Marques think he is; some sexist warrior? Oh wait, he is.

Marques scoffed at me. "We'll see. You practice; I have to go see Yelena for some medicinal herbs. You'll need to be in tip top shape for the war." He said proudly.

"Marques, when does the war start?" I asked him curiously. Zorion said it begins when strangers arrive, but I'm the only one here. But when these other people come, how do you know when it starts?

"I'm not a fortune teller, woman! You'd have to go see Aitana for that. Now, get back to work!" he said, before turning away from me and walking out of the meadow.

I growled slightly, and turned my attention back to the tree. I might as well get the hang of this.

I just hope I have time.

Bladebreakers

"Can we go now?" I ask impatiently, sitting on the floor with the others. We've been here for ages and I just want to go out and look for Hilary. She should be back from this 'journey' she was on, right? And, I'm going out of my mind sitting in this dumb house.

"Yelena says that we have to wait here. She's expecting someone, and she doesn't want us going alone outside." Kenny replied, toying with his laptop. It hasn't been working ever since we arrived. Personally, I'm glad. I really don't need Dizzi's rude remarks right now.

"I wonder who she's expecting, anyway." I said thoughtfully, taking off my hat and scratching my head in thought. Maybe Hilary's coming…

"She said that some old man is coming." Max said, sitting beside Ray against the wall. Oh, well, then I don't care. Some old man isn't going to change anything going on in my life right now.

"Marques how are you?" I heard Yelena say from outside the room. Kenny, Ray, Max and I put our ears against the door, hoping to try to catch the conversation.

"I'm okay, if you think training that Hilary girl is ok. She has such an attitude," The man named Marques said impatiently, "do you have the herbs I wanted?"

Wait a sec…that guy is training Hilary? I thought. I have to talk to him!

I push open the door (I knocked the others down, oops) and run into the hall. Yelena noticed me surprised, and Marques just stared at me blankly.

"Are…you training Hilary?" I ask, panting. Man, these halls are long. No wonder they don't have stairs.

"Who are you?" Marques asked me bitterly.

"Doesn't matter, but where is she? Where is Hilary?" I ask, losing my patience. Seriously, this dude is getting on my nerves.

"Outside, but don't disturb her. She's training." He says, but I didn't listen, since I was already out the door.

Hilary

I walked over to the tree and slumped against it. My arms felt sore, as I removed all the arrows from the black dot and let them fall to the ground. It was now nightfall, and just like I promised to Marques, I had done it. I finally mastered the bow and arrow technique.

I sank to my knees, and leaned against the tree bark. My beyblade fell on the ground, and I put my fists over it. I wonder, if I never got this beyblade through the mail, what would I be doing now?

I chucked, I'd probably be bossing Tyson around, and cheering on the team when they would be in tournaments.

I sighed slightly, and leaned my head against the tree. I wonder who gave me this blade, anyway. I would have had a lot less trouble if I never even found it.

I lifted myself up and dusted myself off. No use dwelling in the past, like Tyson always told me. Besides, I wanted to get home to ask Zorion how it went. You know, him and Aitana would make a great couple. They always look at each other fondly, and Aitana obviously hates it when I'm with him and…

"Hilary!" I heard someone call from the other side of the meadow. Stupid Marques, probably thinking that I never hit the black dot. Well, wait until I see his face when I tell him…

My breath staggered and my legs felt numb when I saw who called my name. His breath was labored, his hair limp. Covered in sweat and was calling me was none other than…

Tyson.

Well, that's all! I'm so happy Tyson found Hilary! I really missed them, and I'm thinking of making a little fluffy chapter next. Not kissing yet, more like cute hugs and words and stuff.


Oh, and my favorite song now is 'Unfaithful' by Rihanna. It's about a girl that loves her bf, but she always cheats on him, don't ask me why though.

Kendo Baby


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