Chapter 5: A Majestic Day
Flashback Sequence
[Dream Sequence]
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The sun was slowly making its way above the horizon, as the beautiful city of Paris was waking up to a new day. On every street, small shops and large grocery stores were opening up, the shelf's being stocked with goods, and the morning radio program could be heard everywhere greeting everyone to a new day.
The youngest green haired boy of the Majestics named Oliver Polanski just finished with his own restaurant when he carried the last table out into the dining hall. He tied the chef apron around his waist, put his chef hat on and turned the Closedsign 180 degrees so it said Open on the front door and proceeded to watch some TV in the large kitchen until the rest of restaurant crew showed up.
After getting comfortable on a bench he turned on the Sport News, it showed a recap of yesterday's news were Mr. Dickenson was giving his speech and announcing the world champion ships.
He didn't really have time to react to it has the rest of the employees stormed the kitchen esthetic to start the day. Everyone was already getting ready, by the time the green haired head chef had realized what was going on. He looked around the kitchen… everyone was already preparing everything…
He sighed and turned the TV off. "I am going have to give Robert a call about this later"
He hoped down from the bench and exited the kitchen "there is no way I'm missing out this year"
Standing in the dining hall, he put on his best smile when the first customers started showing up… "This is going to be a long day" he thought…
Roberts castle in Germany
Robert was sitting by his desk in his ridiculously large bedroom reading fan mail and paying bills. It had been a slow day, nothing really happening… he sighed and leaned back in his armchair when he finished the last letter. He was bored out of his mind, he already had done training today, and since Johnny was home in Scotland he had no one to thrash at chess.
The clock had hit 5 pm when Gustav knocked on the door. "come in he yelled from the couch" he had just finished watching the news recap, apparently the World championships were coming again, he never thought it would be back so fast after the whole BEGA fiasco last year…
Gustav entered holding a phone "Master Oliver wish to speak to you" Robert nodded and took the phone from his butler.
When the door closed, Robert put the phone to his ear and heard Oliver's voice come through.
"Robert! Have you watched the news?" he practically yelled, Robert winched at the loud tone of his usually calm teammate.
"Oliver calm down why are you yelling and yes… I have watched the news and yes… I know about the World Championships"
There was a silence for about 10 seconds before Oliver spoke again "we are participating right?"
"Of course we are" he said almost amused like it was the most obvious thing in the world "why would we not?"
"True… but how do you know if Johnny and Enrique would want to join?"
"Simple" purple haired man said with a hint of amusement in his tone "They won't have a choice"
"Alright" Oliver said just as amused "then it's settled"
"But if we are going to join" Robert continued "I want you guys here at my castle so I can monitor your training"
Yeah sure no problem it would be nice with a to get out of Paris for some time and it would be good for our teamwork… well it was good hearing from you again Robert, I have to get back now, I have a restaurant to run you know"
"Yeah… it was good hearing from you as well, and I will send for you when our training begins" Robert ended the call and put the phone down, stood up and left the room.
He entered one his castles many impossibly long hallways. Continuing to the end and then down a few stairs and finally entering his training/armory room he flicked the lights on, the room was illuminated in a soft glow and showed a high tech training facility on the level with the one The All Starz use.
"God I love being rich" he taught has he made his way through the room. Reaching a safe located in the far end wall, he punched in a long code and the little door opened.
He picked out his infamous griffolyon from inside… he held it in his hands with a steady grip, it felt right… it felt perfect.
He turned away and scanned the room once more. It was time to bring the team back together, it was time for the Majestics to return and take their rightful place on the top…
Oliver's Restaurant
It was 8 pm the end of the day, the restaurant crew was cleaning off the tables and waving goodnight to the head chef as they left.
Oliver was alone sitting in kitchen cleaning of his Unicolyon deep in taught, when the front door bell rung signaling that someone had entered.
Oliver hoped of the counter but his blade in his pocket and stalked out the kitchen. In the nearly empty dining hall was a group of teenagers. They stood their looking at him when he opened the revolving door.
"Hello" he called out "can I help you?" As if on queue the three boys turned to the girl who in turn looked at them and then stepped forward.
"We don't mean to intrude so late but we are really hungry and we have travelled all day" the blond girl put on her cutest smile and winked at the green haired boy.
He flushed "N... no it's no problem" he stuttered "I can g… get you s… something no problem" he mumbled and started walking back to the kitchen when the girl called again.
"Aren't you going to ask us what we want" she looked at him amused as he stopped dead in his tracks and spun around.
"Yes of course" he looked at them deep red "what can I get you?"
"Do you have anything finished that you can just warm up?"
"Eh… yeah I do… the soup of the day, he pointed at the whiteboard hanging on the wall. It's really good and I have enough for all of you finished already"
"That will be perfect" she said and glanced at a boy with black hair who just nodded…
"Take any table you want and I will be out in about 5 – 10 minutes" he backed away and disappeared into the kitchen.
The group sat down around a table near the kitchen doors…
"So" the black haired boy began "The world championships was announced yesterday and the qualifiers begins in one month"
"Yeah? What about it?" the boy opposite of him with red hair spoke up.
"Well… to join we need to win the qualifiers somewhere…" he took a deep breath and continued "the qualifying tournaments are held all over the world so I was thinking that we could join the championships true the Australian qualifiers since none of the other teams will… and we have already seen their best competition" he looked around the table, everyone seemed completely uninterested in the matter…
"I'm in" the youngest member, a white haired boy sat up and smiled, "we already trashed the regional champions so it shouldn't be too hard"
"Me to" came the voice of the red head… "It's the best choice if we don't want to clash with the pros before the championships. He looked at his captain who nodded.
"Mila?" The black haired boy looked at the blond girl.
"Yeah sure, it could be fun I guess…"
Suddenly the kitchen doors opened and Oliver came out with a tray and 5 bowls on top. He placed it on the table. "I will be back with cups and something to drink, but feel free to eat"
When Oliver came back they were already eating and seemingly enjoying it. He placed the cups on the table and spread around bottles of cola.
"Taste good?" he asked and looked around.
"Amazing" the white haired boy said with a mouthful…
"True" came the voice of the redhead has he poured himself a drink.
The other two just silently agreed
"Good to hear" he smiled at them…
After the group had left and Oliver had cleaned the bowls he locked up the restaurant and started walking down the streets, it was already getting quite dark even if it was summer.
He had been walking for some time in the beautiful summer night admiring the way the low standing sun shined upon the water in the river splitting the block in two…
He reached his estate soon enough. The large mansion towered over every other house close by, making them look pitiful in comparison.
Oliver unlocked the gates and stalked up the path up the front door, unlocked it and entered.
The main hall was just like the mansion itself large and beautifully designed… even if he was quite hungry, he didn't feel like cocking anything more tonight since it had pretty much been all he had been doing during the day. Instead he made his way to the equally huge living room, sat down and turned on the TV losing himself in all kinds of talentless shows for some time.
Mr. Dickenson's Office
Once again the BBA Chairman had been held up in office for some time… this time until late at night. He was unsure if he had done the right thing by starting up the world championships once again, during a time like this. And it wasn't like he could just stop it now that he had officially announced it on live TV worldwide.
Championships or no championships he needed to talk to Tyson, Ray, Max and Kai since they had apparently each been visited by The Saint Shields and been warned by them about this team. He needed to talk to them fast and in private.
If he could get Kai to have them over at his mansion in Russia for a few days it would be perfect. And it wouldn't matter if his team was there since it concerned them in a way to. Having the Saint Shields there wouldn't hurt either…
He started up his computer and started on emails to the original Bladebreakers and The Saint Shields (they have computers and emails in this story) about the secret meeting.
After finishing and sending, he turned off his computer and stood up picked up his coat, suitcase and exited the office…
Making his way through the lobby and out on the streets in to the rainy night…