A Champions Crisis.
.Chapter 2.
There was no escape. The car doors were locked and the stubborn Hiwatari was sat behind the wheel. Tyson wasn't going anywhere, unless he was willing to smash one of the glass windows to damage his own vehicle. But even if he did that, Tyson knew that Kai would break his legs to prevent him from running away; it was cowardly move in Kai's view. The Russian captain really was determined to vaporise those demons whom were eating away at Tyson's mental state.
It was clear that the Granger couldn't see all the negative changes that were reoccurring upon his presence, especially as he was the one looking in the mirror everyday. Nothing seemed different. However, the ones who loved him couldn't help but acknowledge the symptoms of self destruction that were blatantly obvious to spot.
Yet they couldn't get through to him being he was stubborn enough to not listen to their warnings.
Tyson was pale. He was thin with no appetite. Don't forget the careless attitude; Tyson had shut his mouth and prevented himself from opening up about his issues.
This new individual on the team simply wasn't the world champion that everyone adored – it's as if the old Granger from the first world championships had packed his bags and left. Tyson was dying and he needed to find himself quickly before his mental health got the best of him.
Kai knew this was a race against time. That's why he didn't waste anymore of those precious seconds. He rotated his whole figure around to face his rival with such a dry and serious expression written all over his sculptured features.
"Come on then Tyson, I haven't got all day. What's bothering you?"
"Next up to face the dish, is Tyson and Kevin! Give it up for the bladers!"
The idea of bey-battling Kevin wasn't something that overly thrilled the beyblade champion, but he simply resisted the urge to throw a childish tantrum when the spotlight shone brightly into Tyson's direction. It was now his turn to approach the dish and prove to that his name was worthy to have his name engraved on the hall of fame as the most successful beyblade world champion.
'How awkward.' - Tyson forced a fake grin onto his mouth.
"I hate you so much right now." The Dragoon wielder hissed at his captain as he waved at the roaring fans who were showing their love for him. "Is this why you wouldn't let anyone tell me who I was beybattling?"
Shrugging, the captain crossed his arms and legs in a cold gesture. He then stated coldly, "Maybe. But I'm you'll get over it." Kai had forbidden everyone from telling Tyson the bad news, but he didn't really care about the aftermath – all he was interested in right now was protecting his teams image.
Shaking in rage, Tyson quickly strolled towards the dish whilst pulling out his beyblade gear to prepare for his launch. He was keen to get this match over and done with so he could resume his tantrum backstage and bollock Kai at the same time.
"Oh man, he's livid." Max gulped with his eyes widening, "The guy is literally walking up to the bey-dish like he has had an accident in his pants."
A sweat drop appeared in the Rei's of forehead and Kenny's head then lowered into his gloved palms. Nobody on the team really knew where to put their face, except Kai. He was resisting the urge to smirk in a smug manner.
"Oh well, it guarantees us a win." Kai bluntly stated. He thought to himself, 'He can take his primadonna moment out on Kevin.'
"I got so excited when Lee told me that I was facing you in the dish." The youngest White Tiger member then loaded his launcher and aimed it at his worthy opponent. "You are going down Tyson and that title on your name is going to be mine to claim."
Twitching, Tyson's eyebrows wriggled. "Well, at least your team leader told you who you were facing." He slid in the sarcastic remark and briefly glanced his head over his shoulder to catch Kai's reaction.
Nothing, there was no change in his body language. It was as if Kai had switched off to ignore Tyson completely. However, Max on the other hand, he was squirming uncomfortably and croaking. He just knew that his best friend was going to fall into a troublesome state if he didn't calm down sooner rather than later.
"Jeez, I am starting to feel awful now..."
"Don't feel bad Max." Rei interrupted Max, "I think today will do him some good because once he gets everything out of his system. His tone was stern, yet cool. It's like Rei was remaining calm because the storm was yet to kick off in the beyblade stadium. "We may be able to approach him later and get through to him so we can support him better."
"Huh?" Kevin tilted his head, "What's that supposed to mean Tyson?"
"Nothing." Tyson huffed as he looked back at his opponent, "Still, let's get this over with and knock that false confidence out of you."
"Bladers at the ready!" DJ distracted the crowd from the harsh comment and raised the atmosphere to an all-time high. "3….2….1!"
The countdown began and both beybladers took their launching stance. They both seemed to have deterimination gleaming from deep within their pupils, but it was Kevin who was blissfully unaware of the fact that was about to go down in Beyblade History.
This beyblade match was yet to become one of the biggest shocks in Beyblade history and Tyson was about to educate everyone about his near coming mistake~
"LET IT RIIP!"
A/N: Thank you so much to the people who have supported recently, especially my friends and family. I am getting better now and I am writing again :P. Kisses have been blown to the people who reviewed (NoEarlyBird, CRSWoodferns, Devi and solitaireseraphim silvertaciturn) - Granger~