Chapter 9 A Royal Rumble
Flashback Sequence
[Dream Sequence]
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Bey City, Japan
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, there was hardly any wind and the temperature was just right. Bey city park was in full activity, kids everywhere battling it out having the time of their life, beyblading like there was no tomorrow. What could possible ruin such a perfect summer day? The sound of pleading and crying broke through the noise of kids cheering and laughing together.
In the most secluded part of the park three figures stood around a Bey-dish.
"Please don't take it, it's the only one I have" the kid couldn't have been more than nine years old, on summer break out in the park looking for some friendly beyblade action, however this was not his lucky day.
"Sorry kid, but you lost the match and your blade is mine now" His opponent was many years his senior and a far better blader, stood with an amused borderline sadistic smile on his face, watching the kid on his knees begging.
His partner in crime was standing behind him equally amused at the situation "you shouldn't make bets with someone you don't stand a chance against kid" she chimed in and laughed along with her brother.
King pocketed the kid's blade, and picked up his own which was still spinning the dish "Well, it's been real but we have get going, see you around kid"
As the pair was about to walk away with their catch of the day, an all too familiar voice stopped them in their tracks "And here I thought you two had stopped your part hunting habits, but you are still bulling kids and taking their Beyblades I see"
Pushing himself of the tree he had been leaning against, he walked over to the part hunters who sported expressions of surprise and annoyance.
"Well if it isn't Zagart's son" Queen stared down the android who wore a cocky smirk "what do you want Zeo? Have you come to win his blade back for him? To be a hero?" her tone was dry and void of any amusement.
"Not really no"
"What are you doing here then?" King questioned.
"I have come because I have a proposition for you both" Zeo said pulled out a BBA team registration form and handed it to King "something that will take you away from whatever this is" Zeo said and gestured to pre-teen still standing there on verge of tears.
King rolled his eyes, studied the note and then gave it to his sister who did the same. Queen handed it back to Zeo and looked at her brother who nodded and shrugged as if to say "why the hell not"
"We're in" she simply said and King turned around to the kid who was still standing by the dish, picking out the beyblade he won, he handed it back to him "here, you can have it back"
The BBA center, downtown Bey City
The BBA center was also in full activity, with the qualifiers coming up in less than two weeks there was much to be done still.
Zeo, King, Queen and now also Gordo who was already on the team when Zeo found the siblings, they arrived at the center only to see the massive line at the registration booth.
"This is going to take all day isn't it? Queen sighed at sat down on couch in the waiting area and her brother followed suit.
"You don't need all of us up there to register do you, Zeo?" King asked without bothering to look at the android.
"Nah just sit there and wait, I will take care of it"
"Good" Queen didn't either bother to make eye contact instead she picked up a magazine and began reading. Gordo shook his head at the siblings and looked at the shorter boy beside him, who just shrugged.
"I guess I will wait here as well then" Gordo sat down with the siblings and left Zeo alone in the line. Registering didn't take too long, about half an hour later he returned to waiting area.
"There! All set" Getting the attention of his new team, he continued "The qualifiers starts in less than two weeks so we have some time to train, and by dads estate is where we can do that, he is going be out of town for the rest of the month so we will have the place all to ourselves"
"Well then" Gordo said and stood up "what are we waiting for?"
Roberts's castle, Germany
For a little over a week now Oliver, Johnny and Enrique had been staying at Roberts's castle in preparations for the qualifiers that were almost upon them as well as the world champion ships. It had been a hard nine days for the European champions not native to Germany, even though the three of them were incredibly skilled bladers, this borderline military training that Robert had come up with, was not something they were used to or anticipated when they arrived. However, nobody could deny that it was working, the entire team was steadily improving in all aspects.
"Go Amphilyon! Twin Head Attack!" Enrique called out his hydra bit beasts special attack and it charged full force towards his opponent who answered the Italian bladers attack with his own.
"Salamalyon! Attack! Burn him to a crisp" the two blades crashed together in the middle of the stadium in an impressive display of power. On the sidelines watching the battle was Robert, when he didn't battle himself or preformed other types of training, he always took time to survey his teammate's battles for mistakes and things they could improve on. Oliver had just joined his captain watching the battle after finishing his own physical based training.
"Those two are really going at it" Oliver chuckled "It's almost as if they didn't like each other"
"I'm glad they are giving it their all without me telling them to. The natural rivalry between them can only be good for their performance and for the team"
"Well let's just hope they can use that in the championship matches, because they won't be battling each other there"
"That is true, but I am positive they won't let us down"
The match ended soon after with Enrique managing a close win over his hotheaded teammate. Robert and Oliver stepped up the dish for their turn as Johnny and Enrique sat down on the bench by the sidelines to watch.
"We will go over mistakes and things to improve on, once I have schooled this little french boy" Robert called out to his teammates on the bench who both cracked up, Robert didn't joke often but when he did it, it was always classy, Oliver himself couldn't help but laugh at his captains sense of humor.
Readying himself "the little French boy" stared down his captain, determent to win or at least make the battle as close as he could.
It started of slow. Both opponents being of calm nature, they circled each other waiting for an opening. Then without warning Robert struck, his beyblade shot out from his position in the dish like a bullet. Oliver however had been anticipating such a move from his captain and let Robert strike him using the extra momentum gained from the collision to send him upwards, using the edge of dish like a ramp and in less than a second he was soaring above the arena. Calling out his bit beast in midair, Oliver used its power and the gravity to accelerate Unicolyon downwards at impressive speed. Robert had silently been watching his teammate's impressive display of skill and control with fierce determination.
Readying himself as well, he started to circle the dish a high speed, trying to find a way to soften the blow from the inevitable impact. In the last second Robert called out bit beast and his beyblade lighted up like a miniature sun in the dish and out came Griffolyon going in the opposite direction of Unicolyon both heading for each other.
The collision created a powerful shockwave that send both bladers flying out of arena along with their blades. The smoke soon cleared and after surveying the damage to their training facility, Enrique was the first to voice his opinion on the matter.
"Well if this is how training is going to be from now on, we are going to need a sturdier arena"
Johnny snorted at his teammates comment but agreed and Robert just rolled his eyes. Standing up from where he landed, he saw Oliver sitting on the floor on the other side of the arena, holding his beyblade with the biggest grin on his face.
"I'd say this was successful training" he thought to himself.
The four European champions gathered in the common room after training, and were just chatting while Gustav served tea.
"That was some match huh?" Oliver said, still not able to get over how managed a tie against his captain.
"I agree Oliver, you have improved a lot since coming here" Robert praised his younger teammate "both of you have improved a lot too" he said and gave the other two a reassuring nod.
"Improved or not do we stand a chance?" Johnny being a team pessimist had to ask what they all had been wondering, but never voiced any concern about.
"I know we do, we are awesome" Enrique exclaimed loudly.
"You are both correct in different ways" Oliver said and sat up in his leather chair "we are good, really good but then again so are the others, specially Tyson, him winning his 3rd world champion title speaks for itself.
"Do we have a chance?" he continued "yes I believe so, "is it going to be easy? Definitely not…"
"Oliver makes good point" Robert added "the competition is going to be tougher than anything we have gone up against before, put I too feel confident we can do it"
"Well we have already signed up so why not make the best of the situation" Johnny gave usual uninterested input and leaned back on the couch with his hand behind his head.
"Nobody has team spirit like you Johnny-boy" Enrique laughed.
"Call me that again Enrique and I will show just how much spirit I have" Johnny jokingly threatened the Italian who only responded with a large grin.
Their little friendly bickering continued while Oliver just shook his head and returned to his tea while Robert just sighed and closed his eyes feigned being annoyed while a small smile crept onto his face breaking the illusion. In truth he had grown quite fond of it, not that he would ever let his team know that.
Zagart Estates, Outskirts of Bey City
For the past 6 days, the newly reformed Team Zagart haven been deep training mode, going over every aspect of the sport from "how to take a blade apart and put it back together" to "how to train pure power" the former part hunting sibling duo, who mostly relied technical blading and dirty play, have had most focus on strength and endurance based training to amp up their overall power curtesy of Zeo himself. This however did not come without some complaints from the two about being tired and sore after each session. Complaining or not the training was working and results were showing.
"Okay that's it, I'm done for today" King loudly exclaimed after his 30th loss to his Android captain. The white haired teen collapsed on his knees by the dish and was struggling to catch his breath with Ariel lying beaten by his side.
"It's alright" Zeo said and picked up Cerberus from the dish "You have done well today, it has taken me steadily longer to beat you with each match, which is good" he finished and sat down on a bench by the wall.
"How the hell did you get so strong kid?" King asked with a slight hint of desperation in this voice, being beaten this much had badly bruised his ego.
"Training, and lots of it" he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world "how did you think I managed to get so far in world championships two years ago?"
"Good point" he answered and dropped the subject has he too took a seat on the bench
"Is my lousy brother making any progress or what" the annoying voice of the raven haired witch that was his sister hit Kings ears like needles, he did not need this right now. Ever since the training started and it was made painfully obvious the part hunting brother/sister duo stood no chance against Zeo and Gordo and that they had a lot to work on, because of this, Queen had become a class A bitch, at least according to King himself.
"Well if you time to criticize me I presume you have beaten Gordo then" King spat and glared at his twin standing by the training room entrance with the person in question behind her preoccupied with something else.
At loss for words for the first time in a long time she just crossed her arms with pissed-of expression on her face "whatever" she spat back at him and sat down on the other side of the room.
King just rolled his eyes and stared down at his beyblade, it had sustained some damage today "ey Zeo where can get my blade fixed?
"give it" was all the android said before King handed him Ariel and Zeo sat down next to him with some sort of tool box beside him and started tinkering after selecting some tools from the metal container.
"Didn't know you could fix Beyblades kid" King said and watched has Zeo fixed his Ariel right in front of him, in no time at all
"One of my many talents" he answered without looking up.
Handing back Ariel as good as new, Zeo stood up and made eye contact with Gordo who still stood by the door, giving him a slight nod as if they were having some sort of mental conversation.
Taking his position in the middle of the room Zeo, with Gordo behind him cleared his throat getting the attention of both siblings.
"the qualifiers will take place in one week from today, and I feel confident not only in myself and but in you as well, I truly believe that we can do this, but for this to work everyone needs to be 100% focused on the tournament, so the question is, can you?"
"Of course we can" Queen exclaimed, we wouldn't have agreed to joined you and go through this torture you call training unless we were going to give it 150%"
"What she said" King added.
Alright then, we still have time to train a little more before it starts but the qualifiers are nearly upon us now, and I think we are just about ready.
Biovolt safe house, Somewhere in Siberian tundra
Three years ago, In the Biovolt stadium in Moscow I was humiliated beyond belief and everything I had built, my entire life's work was ruined by the wretched Bladebreaker brats. When the Demolition Boys lost I knew it was all over, it was only a matter of time before the authorities stormed Balkov Abbey and headquarters of Biovolt, it was by a stroke of luck that I managed to get away, that I managed to escape the capital and make my way here, where I had to spend the next three years of my life with nothing but my health and a few still loyal henchman.
For so long now I have been planning and plotting, trying to find a way to get my revenge, I even considered contacting that fool Boris Balkov, but that idea went to hell, when he himself tried same with his BEGA pro league which also failed, it seemed like those brats where untouchable and for some time they were, unless you were Beyblader of course but now everything has changed, now I have found someone, someone with the skill and power to destroy those punks and give me what I most desire.
"Voltaire sir" came the voice of one of the few men that had stood by the old CEO of Biovolt even after it was exposed.
"What is it" his reply was short and laced with annoyance.
"The team you send for, they are here"
"Send them in" was his only reply has he switched of the intercom system for some privacy.
Voltaire sat down by his computer and switched on the security cameras trough out the building and saw them arriving.
"Perfect" a creepy smile spread across his face "now we can really get started"
The group who arrived were pretty young, typical teenagers from the looks of it, but Voltaire knew better. These bladers were the ticket to his much needed revenge and their raven haired captain was unlike any blader Voltaire had ever seen, this time he would not fail.
And there we go, an old enemy makes his return and a new alliance is about to be made, which spells out Doom for Tyson and his friends. Can they face this new alliance and where is Boris in all of this? Would love some reviews and I will see you next time.