knowlee- Thank you for the reviews I received for the last chapter! Well here's the next chapter! Please read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade nor any of it's characters. I do not own any Jak II element that appears within this fanfiction. I do, however, own the dictator, Darren Michaels, in this fanfiction along with his adviser, Shane Carson.

Chapter 7

The Bombots of Doom

Lee stared down at his friend in disbelief. 'Mariah, can't be dead! No, she can't be!' he thought frantically.

"You're kidding, right Ray? Mariah's not dead, right?" Lee asked Ray hopefully.

The bubble of hope within him burst when he saw Ray shake his head and answer, "She's gone, Lee. We left her behind in the building when it exploded. I didn't want to, but I had to-"

Ray's words were interrupted when Lee grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him close to his tear-stained face, "You could have saved her! Why did you leave her behind like that?!"

Ray stared back at his grief-stricken friend and replied, "I had no choice, Lee!"

"You had a choice! And she would be standing here alive right beside me, but she can't now, because you didn't save her!" Lee yelled angrily.

Finally Ray said, "She was working with the dictator!"

At those words, Lee let go of Ray and took a few steps away from him, "No, Mariah, she couldn't have-"

"Yes, she was, Lee," Ray corrected him as he stared back down at the ground, "As much as you and I don't want to believe it, she was. I saw her with my own eyes. She tried to kill me!"

Lee gasped when he heard the last thing Ray said. No way! His little sister wouldn't do something like that to Ray. She cared about him, heck, she loved him too much to see harm come to him from anyone, including herself.

As Lee was pondering this, a thought suddenly struck him and he spoke it aloud, "That couldn't have been Mariah!"

Confused, Ray asked, "What do you mean?"

Lee looked at Ray and answered, "What I mean is that couldn't have been Mariah, because we both know that she wouldn't do something like that to you ever! The Mariah you saw must've been someone else pretending to be her. She was probably trying to trick you into giving up or something like that."

Silence stood between the two friends for quite some time until Ray finally spoke, "No, Lee, that was the real Mariah I saw. I have no doubt about it."

Lee looked at Ray in shock, "What are you talking about? That couldn't have been the real Mariah!"

Ray stood silent for a few more seconds until he replied, "No, Lee, believe what you want, but I know that was the real Mariah-my Mariah I saw die in there!"

Lee was about to contradict Ray once more, but his friend had walked away before he could. He stared at Ray until he couldn't see him any longer.

He sighed and turned to walk away. After he took a few steps the lingering doubt returned to him, 'That couldn't have been Mariah, could it?'

Hilary and Kai both walked in silence on their way to the food tent. In front of them, Ming-Ming was skipping happily.

Hilary was obviously still mad at Ming-Ming, because she had a death glare on her face that was staring at the back of the blue-haired blader's head and running through her mind was ways to eliminate the cheery girl. Kai, too, was still musing about the idea that he and Hilary had almost kissed. Never once in his life had he felt these feelings he was having now about Hilary before.

He was about to turn to look at Hilary when they entered the food tent. His attention was drawn to the hugging fest that was going on between Tyson, his grandpa, and Hiro. He inwardly smirked at the three Grangers.

Hilary immediately forgot her evil thoughts towards Ming-Ming when she saw Grandpa Granger.

Her eyes lit up and a smile came across her face as she ran over to him, "Grandpa!"

The old man opened his arms and embraced her back when she embraced him. After a minute passed of hugging, they finally let go of each other.

Grandpa looked down at her and said, "Well, well, long time, no see, huh, dudette?"

Hilary smiled and nodded in return, "Sure was."

Then as they returned to their eating, Kevin, the green-haired member of the White Tigers, ran in. Everyone looked over at him, each of them wondering what he was doing.

Then after he caught his breath, he called out to Mr. Dickenson, "Mr. Dickenson, you have to hear this!"

Mr. Dickenson stood up and spoke to him, "What is it, Kevin?"

Kevin walked over to Mr. Dickenson and spoke, "The spy you sent to infiltrate the dictator's system has sent some very important information."

Kai and the other GRevolutions, excluding Ray, turned their heads towards Mr. Dickenson. 'Spy?', thought Kai, 'Since when did the old man start working with espionage?'

Kai looked closer at Mr. Dickenson and saw a look of dread appear on the old man's face at what Kevin said next, "The dictator just sent out three bombots out into town to find the hideout and their coming this way!"

The old man shook his head and said with worry in his voice, "Oh my! We have to stop those things before they get here!"

He turned towards the GRevolutions and gave them a pleading look, "I know that you just arrived here and are wanting to settle down, but we need your help in order to stop those machines before they destroy us all."

Then slowly, one by one, each of the GRevolutions stood. They each nodded their heads in agreement. There was no way that they were going to let the dictator destroy the last safe haven for beybladers in this town. There was no way whatsoever.

"We'll help you, Mr. Dickenson! You can count on us!" Max said to him as a smile came onto his face.

The old man breath a sigh of relief, "Well then, let's get to it! These bombots have proximity defenses. You'll have to hit them pretty hard in order to get rid of them for good. And that's where these boys come in."

The GRevolutions' attention was directed to the entrance of the tent, where they saw, Bryon and Spencer of the Blitzkrieg Boys come in.

"Hey, Mr. D! You call for us?" Bryon said to Mr. Dickenson.

Mr. Dickenson nodded, "I certainly did." He turned to the GRevolutions to explain, "As you all may know, Bryon and Spencer here are explosives experts and they're going to help to get rid of those bombots permantely!"

Kai smirked as he saw his old comrades. He should've known that those two would survive the dictator's daily raids. They, including himself and Tala, were all fighters to the bitter end.

Kai forced himself out of his thoughts when he heard Bryon begin to speak up again, "Sorry to interrupt the whole introduction and all, but we need to hurry up and get moving if we want to stop those things!"

"Right!", Mr. Dickenson said, getting back down to business, "All of you need to split up into three groups. Each group will go after an individual bombot and get rid of it. Oh, and another thing: if you find anything that seems interesting, please bring it back. It may be of some use to us in the future."

The group nodded their heads and walked out of the tent. Soon after they had walked out, Kai noticed that Hilary was following them.

Kai sighed and stopped walking. The others in front of him wasn't paying attention, so they continued to walk.

When Hilary had gotten beside him, he said to her, "You're not going."

Hilary jerked towards Kai and shot back at him, "What do you mean, 'I'm not going.'?"

Kai looked at her, "Exactly what I said, 'You're not going!'"

Then Kai turned away and began to walk after the others.

Hilary stared at him as he continued to walk away from her, "Kai, I'm part of this team too!"

Kai stopped and then he spoke to her in a way that he never thought he would ever speak to anyone but her, "Stay here, please Hilary. I don't want to see you get hurt."

Hilary was taken aback by the deep emotion that was present in Kai's voice, "O-okay, Kai. I'll stay."

Kai breathed in deeply and simply said to her, "Good." Then he walked off after the others.

Hilary watched them off and then once they were gone, she walked back into the tent, her thoughts filled with Kai and the way he spoke to her.

Kai caught up with the others just as they reached the entrance of the underground village.

Once he got with them, he heard Bryon call out to him, "Hiwatari, you're with me! Max and Spencer, you're the second group and Tyson and Daichi, you're the third! Now, we have to hit those things hard and fast so remember to blow them up good. And another thing: the dictator may be expecting us to put up a fight, so be on guard for some soldiers. Now, let's move!"

Bryon then turned around and pushed in a stone block and the wall in front of them slid slowly to the side. After a quick glance outside, he motioned that the coast was clear and they quickly moved out of the doorway.

Once they were all out, Bryon pressed the button once again and the block moved back silently. They then huddled behind a stack of boxes and Bryon took out a map. He pointed at three different areas.

"Here's the places the spy said that they would be. Each of the groups that I just called out not too long ago are going to one of these bad boys. After you get them done good, come back here and wait for the others to get here. And make absolutely sure that you have no police guys following you back! Take them out anyway you can. Now, go!" ordered Bryon once more.

As they began to move out, Spencer quickly grabbed Tyson's shoulder and placed a stick of dynamite in his hand.

"You know how to use one of these, right?" he asked Tyson.

Tyson just stared down at the dynamite and then said mockingly, "Yeah, I know how to use one of these, but can you tell me anyway?"

Spencer chuckled, "That's just like you, isn't Tyson? Well, all you have to do is light it and then quickly throw it into the hole that's on top of it's head. The blast will do the rest. Is that too hard for you?"

Tyson simply smiled back and replied sarcastically, "Yeah, that's not hard enough for me. Now you better hurry up and catch up with Max or you're going to lose him!"

Spencer patted him on the back, "Yeah, I had better. Good luck!"

"Same to you!" Tyson said back.

Tyson began to walk towards Daichi, pretending to be confident, but inside his thoughts were screaming out, 'I have no idea what the heck I'm doing!'

Spencer quickly caught up to Max, who was looking out for police officers while trying to find the bombots.

"See anything?" he asked his blonde-haired comrade as he stood beside him.

"Not yet." Max replied.

They both continued to search the area when they saw a huge crowd of people running out of an alleyway. They nodded to each other and began to sneak their way over to the alleyway.

Once they reached it, they looked down the alleyway to see a huge red robot walking towards them. It had a bright blue beam that was shining from it's eye and it was searching the area for the hideout. Suddenly the beam landed on them and turned red.

"Max, I think we ought to move!" Spencer called out.

The bombot shot a laser beam at the two beybladers, causing them to jump out of the way. It continued to shoot at them when they took shelter behind a stack of boxes.

"Did Tala mention anything about how to stop the lasers?" Max asked Spencer.

"I don't think so." he replied.

The bombot continued to fire at the two beybladers. The boxes were taking the full brunt of the attacks.

After a few more shots from the bombot, they decided that it was time to take action.

"Alright, enought sitting around! We gotta take this thing down!" Spencer said.

"Right, but how?" asked Max.

"Like this!" Spencer replied.

Spencer ran out from the safety of the boxes and pulled out his beyblade. He launched it at the bombot and the force of the attack knocked it down. It struggled to get back up, but to no avail.

Seeing that the bombot was down, Max got out of his hiding place and walked to where Spencer was standing.

"Now it's time to take this thing out permantely!" Spencer said as he pulled out a stick of dynamite.

Spencer went to the bombot's head and found the hole on it. He lit the dynamite stick and carefully placed it into the hole.

"Fire in the hole!" he cried as him and Max ran once more for the shelter of the boxes.

The explosion that soon came was deafening. After the dust had cleared, Max and Spencer ventured out to see the damage. What was once a huge bombot was now scrap metal.

"Well, looks like our job is done!" said Spencer.

"Yeap." agreed Max.

"Well, we better get back to the village. We don't want the police to catch us here."

Max nodded in agreement and then they both made their way to the underground village.

Tyson and Daichi were looking around for the bombot they had to destroy. They hadn't seen it so far.

"Man, this is boring! We've been looking for this thing for over an hour and we still haven't found it!" Daichi moaned.

"Chill, it's only been five minutes. We're bound to find that thing soon." Tyson spoke.

Suddenly the bombot they were looking for burst though a wall right in front of them! They both gulped hard when the bombot turned towards them.

"It looks like it found us! Run Daichi!" Tyson exclaimed.

Daichi responded by running as fast as he could away from the bombot. Tyson soon followed his lead. The bombot did the same and it began to fire its laser beams.

The two beybladers quickly dodged the beams that the bombot was sending towards them.

"We gotta get this thing to stop chasing us!" Daichi called out to Tyson.

"Yeah, how about we distract it by launching our beyblades then we'll get the dynamite in him and he'll be history!" Tyson called back.

"That sounds like a good idea!" Daichi agreed.

They took out their beyblades, turned, and let them rip at the oncoming bombot. And just as they had planned, the bombot followed the decoy beyblades and began to fire at them.

As the beyblades were moving out of the way of the laser beams, Daichi was climbing up onto a stack of boxes in order to jump on top of the bombot. When he finally reached the top of the boxes, he leapt onto the bombot. The bombot began to rock back and forth furiously to try and knock Daichi off.

"Alright, I'm on! Now throw me the dynamite!" Daichi cried out to Tyson.

Tyson drew a match out of his pocket and lit the dynamite. He carefully aimed and then threw it to Daichi who, luckily, caught it.

Daichi quickly put the dynamite into the bombot's head. The bombot shook some more and Daichi let go this time and he fell down onto the ground. He rolled out of the way over to Tyson and they both called back their beyblades.

The bombot continued to walk towards them for a couple of steps and then it stopped. Silence stayed in the air until finally the bombot exploded. Tyson and Daichi layed down to the ground to prevent the flying debris from hitting them.

After a few seconds had passed from the explosion the two beybladers slowly got up and turned to look at what was left of the bombot. All they saw was nothing but a huge pile of rubble.

Tyson sighed, "At least that's over with."

"Yeah," Daichi agreed, "Now can we go back home?"

"Yeah, we sure can Daichi."

The bombot stood just three feet in front of Kai and Bryon. Kai pulled out Dranzer and launched her directly at the bombot's legs.

Dranzer easily destroyed the machine's legs and she sent it slamming into the concrete below. After her deed was done, Dranzer returned to her partner.

Bryon then jumped on top of the bombot and put the dynamite in place. He jumped back off and the explosion occured.

After the dust had cleared and the fire had died down, the two walked over to the remains of the bombot. There in the rubble was a small chip.

"Well," Bryon spoke, "Mr. Dickenson did tell us that if we found something interesting to bring it back."

"Yeah, I suppose he did." Kai agreed.

"Right, now let's get out of here!" Tala ordered.

"Hn."

The two walked into the shadows back to the underground village.

Ray had no idea how long he had been sitting here, carving into this piece of wood. He had been wondering around after his talk with Lee and he found himself here.

He stopped cutting into the wood he was holding and looked down at it. The piece of wood was now a small cross that bore the name of the pink-haired chinese girl he loved, Mariah.

He sat down the carving knife and dug a hole into the dirt in front of him. After he had made a good sized hole, he put the cross into it and replaced the dirt around it until it held it firmly.

He looked down at the cross and his golden eyes welled up with tears. He then made his vow. 'I swear to you Mariah, I will make him pay for this! I will make him pay!'