Chapter 2: Fort Blitzkrieg
Flashback Sequence
[Dream Sequence]
Disclaimer: I still don't own shit…
Blitzkrieg Boys Base, Moscow, Russia
"Fuck! It's cold!" Bryan slammed the door, locked it and placed the shopping bags on the floor. For about a minute he stood there letting the warmth of the house help him regain the feeling in his feet and hands. It had been his turn to go grocery shopping this week; normally he didn't mind doing the task, but since it was at least 10 degrees colder than usual it had not been pleasant.
Ever since the five Russians had moved in together in one house, each one of the members had some tasks to do every week. Spencer was the house cook, he prepared every meal for the team and in return they took turn in helping him with the dishes. Bryan was the team driver and he also cared for the two vehicles the team had which were their normal car and their Team Bus,
They used the bus when they traveled all together to tournaments in Russia. Tala handled the team's workout schedule and he also made sure everyone followed it. Kai took care of the team's economy; he made sure they always had enough money. And last was Ian, he was the team technician he made sure their Beyblades were working perfectly and up to date with the latest parts.
"Fun trip to the store?" Ian had entered the room when he heard Bryan curse of the weather when he came in.
"Why do you care?" Bryan glared at the snake who just smirked back.
"I don't, but spencer needs to start making dinner, like right now" Ian eyed his lilac haired teammate who seemed more ticket off the usual "Probably because of the unusual cold weather" he thought "Whatever!" Bryan spat and passed Ian, disappearing trough the kitchen door. Tala who had been sleeping on the couch was woken by the front door slamming shut a few muffled voices and then someone angrily stomping in to the kitchen.
"Bryans must be back from the supermarket" he thought. He lazily climbed to his feet and made his way into the kitchen.
"KAI! DINNER IS READY!" Spencer yelled, his heavy voice shaking the whole building, no doubt the blunette heard him.
Kai entered the kitchen a few minutes later, taking a seat next to spencer.
"So guys, I have some good news" Tala put down his fork looked at his teammates who didn't seem to care very much.
You all know kai turned 18 last week right?
The whole table started to giggle when Tala mentioned that one special wild night that included stripper´s, the police, a hostage situation, several bar fights and last but not least hijacking a school bus…
"Well anyway" Tala began again starting to get ticket of trying hard to keep the focus of his teammates.
"I have inherited my grandfather's old mansion. Tala and I thought it would be good idea if we moved there. It bigger, cleaner and everyone can have their own room and bathroom" Kai blurted out before his captain had the chance. He looked at a Tala who had now closed his eyes and were counting to ten his hands twitching uncontrollably.
"Yes... exactly" Tala said slowly, glaring at his teammate who suddenly seemed very interested in the roof.
"Are you serious?" Came spencer´s voice, has he was trying to comprehend what his captain just said"
"Dead serious" Tala said and looked proud "It was mostly my idea too."
"So what do you guys think? Is it a good idea at all?" Kai said and looked utterly bored.
"I like it" Bryan said has chewed on a piece of chicken. Ian nodded and Tala turned his attention to the giant blond "I don't know… I mean we can't just sell this place and move, I have too much memory's here"
"Okay… then we will keep this house and still move" Tala suggested impatiently.
Spencer looked at his team mates who were all nodding and looking exited. "Can we even afford to have two places?"
"Well did not only receive the mansion, but also Voltaire's fortune… so we are pretty filthy rich now" Kai said and smirked.
"How rich?" Spencer pressed on, still not fully giving in to the idea "Yeah! How rich" came Ian´s voice" he was also now getting interested in the matter.
"Richer than Robert" he said and stood up, leaving the room. He knew he didn't need to say more.
Spencer looked around the table at his remaining teammates registering their reaction´s.
Ian fainted with a loud bang as he hit the floor, Bryan choked on the piece of chicken he had almost managed to swallow and Tala jumped up on the table and did a creepy little dance of joy.
He knew it was useless to protest. "FINE" he yelled "WE WILL MOVE TO VOLTAIRE`S CREEPY MANSION" he threw his arms up in defeat leaving the room and slamming the door.
Madrid, Spain
It was late, almost 12pm at night, The Spanish brunette named Julia was alone in the apartment she usually shared with Raul and Romero and she was bored out of her mind and they wouldn't return until the next day, so pointlessly surfing the internet was a prefect activity for nights like these when she couldn't sleep and when nothing else seemed to spark any kind of interest. She was laying in her bed with her laptop on her stomach two pillows behind her head for support and a cold drink on the nightstand within reach.
After finally getting tired of watching random fail compilations on YouTube, she logged on to Facebook to see what her friends were doing or had been doing. She scanned trough her news feed for about a minute before finally finding something that caught her attention. A status update from Tala…. She read it out loud to herself:
"Has you all know my BEST FRIEND! Kai turned 18 last week and he has inherited he´s grandpa's mansion and fortune and NOW WE ARE RICHER THAN ANYONE OF THE MAJESTICS! YEAAH! SUCK IT MACGREGOR!"
She eagerly clicked on the "show comments" button wanting to read the biggest comment war in History.
She was not disappointed….
For almost two hours, a battle of insults, smart comebacks, racial slurs and disgusting words she never knew existed had raged between the two redheads of the team's with accessional inputs from other members.
She sat there for 15 minutes reading the whole thing.
When she was done she scrolled down a little suddenly falling in too deep thoughts about something, then out of pure reflex she clicked on the Russian Wolf´s profile like her consciousness didn't really register what her hand was doing.
His profile page loaded up and she noticed a new profile picture (it`s obviously not her first visit…) she eagerly clicked on the new picture. It loaded up and showed the whole team standing in what looked like a random street in Moscow or any city in Russia because honestly they all looked the same to her. In the middle of the group was a short guy with purple hair and a large nose, Julia never seen before "That must be Ian" she thought remembering Tala mentioning a short guy with that purple hair last year, the one he referred to as "The Midget"
On his right was Bryan and to his left was Tala himself, Beside Tala was Kai and beside Bryan was Spencer. They all looked genuinely happy in this picture like a group of best friends; they were smiling too… even Bryan and Kai.
She couldn't help but blush when she studied the handsome redhead standing in the middle of the snowy road holding his arms around his teammates like they were his brothers, it looked like they were all real happy and caring for each other and not a bunch of antisocial depressed jerks like their reputation stated.
She smiled when she noticed his trademark wolfish smirk, the one he was known to flash to his fans and reporters, journalists as well.
Even although she never told anyone, she had developed an interest for him at last year's Championship. It developed later into quite strong feelings at the end, During Tyson and Kai´s battle.
It all started when DJ Jazzmen had announced that her team was up against the Blitzkrieg Boys. She hadn't taught much about it at that moment since she didn't really know who they were. Even if the teams had been introduced at the beginning of the tournament, she hadn´t paid much attention to them or anyone for that matter but that all changed when they entered the arena.
The cameramen had their focus on Kai since he was the best blader and the fan favorite. But her attention had been caught and kept by the tall redhead walking beside him.
She finally left Tala`s profile, starting to feel like a stalker. She sighed and closed down the browser and shut the computer off. She lay down on the bed staring at the roof of her bedroom. Thoughts, feelings and questions running rampage in her head. How was she ever going sleep now?
Blitzkrieg Boys Base, Moscow, Russia
Spencer stood in the middle of now completely empty house that once served has a shelter to four homeless boys that had nowhere to go when Balkov Abbey was closed after their embarrassing but eye opening loss to the Bladebreakers. If it hadn't been for the hidden stash of money he had discovered searching what was left of the Abbey hours before the police had arrived. It had been exactly enough to rent the house and he had to take a small time job, until they could start earning money from Beyblade tournaments again.
He had mixed feelings about this whole moving project Tala and Kai suggested even if he wanted what was best for his team. It felt like a part of him would stay here forever just like with the Abbey.
He was trying to stay as long as possible before his team was done loading the most necessary furniture on the truck outside. Soon he would be leaving the place that was the reason he and his team was still together… Still friends…
"SPENCER!? YOU COMING!?"
Hearing Tala call his name snapped the giant back to reality. He took one last look at his first real home and then he left. Has he closed to door and locked it, He could hear Bryan starting the truck.
"I better get my own Bathroom" he muttered has he made his way to the truck.
It had gotten pretty late when the boys were done moving everything in to the mansion. It had taken at least 3 hours because of the problem that arrived when it was time to choose rooms. They had eventually settled with one each and they could finally start moving things in.
The clock hit 8pm when spencer carried the last item from the truck into his room. It was a framed version of Tala´s FB picture. He hanged it carefully on the wall beside his computer. That picture always made him smile because it showed that they weren't at all like the media described them. They were really a happy kind of family. He exited the room, locked the door.
He joined his team downstairs in the enormous living room. He made himself comfortable in a large leather couch.
"Now we are official moved in guys" Tala said has he entered the room with a tray of drinks handing one to each "this is our new home, our mansion" he lifted his glass and encouraged the other to do the same. They all crashed their glasses together.
"I hereby rename this name this mansion Fort Blitzkrieg!"
A group consisting of three teenagers between the ages of 15-18 was pacing through the streets of a small Dutch town, eyeing everyone who passed them with suspicion.
Ryan? The female member of the group called out.
"What?" Came a cold answer.
Where did Ethan tell us to meet him again?
He stopped so abruptly she almost crashed in to him and almost tripping over the shorter boy who was walking behind her.
"On that bridge" he said and pointed.
Before she could say anything, he was already on his way again.
She looked in the direction he had pointed and saw a bridge and someone indeed standing there. "There you are" she thought
"What are you staring at?" the shorter white haired boy looked utterly confused. The blond girl didn't look sane; by the way she was just staring at what looked like nothing at all.
"Let's go" she said suddenly and started to walk hastily after her other teammate.
He just shrugged and started to run after her to keep up. At times glancing out towards the city hoping to see what she had been staring at so intensely.
Blue eyes studied the slowly flowing water beneath. It looked so peaceful and uncaring, like it had no problems or anything to worry about. Free from the troubles of the world. He could see his own reflection in the water surface. "Is this what I have had to become to finally find peace? The same question had popped in to his head at several accessions. His pale complexion, messy black hair and visible tiredness in his eyes showed a lifetime of struggle. All he really wanted to do was lay down and fade away… But not until he had his revenge… nothing and no one was going to stand in his way.
He heard footsteps on the wooden floor of the bridge. And soon three more heads popped up in the water reflection. His team…. The only people in the world he trusted. They were his ticket to a battle whit Brooklyn, Tyson and the other top ranked Bladers of the BBA.
He was going to show them how a real master plays and wins.
"So guys are you ready for this?" he said and looked up at them.
"Of course we are" Mila said and smirked "or else we wouldn't be here right?" She looked at Ryan and Alexander who nodded in agreement.
"We are with you buddy. All the way" Ryan who second in charge on the team and closest friend with the captain, knew everything about his past and why they were doing this.
"Let's go then" Ethan said and started to walk off the bridge. "We have a plane to catch."