Gone South for the summer
Summary: All the bladers are spending a summer at Max's aunt's house in America. The time there was supposed to be filled with fun activities, but will they be able to get to them with the appearence of a mysterious team that seems to be challenging all the visiting teams one by one to secret matches, leading to defeat after defeat of the teams one by one. On top of that, an odd girl who seems to have even less emotion then Kai, seems to be having truobles of her own that some others get dragged into. Sounds like a bunch of fun for them, no?
Disclaimer: I only own my OC's, not Beyblade or the charcaters in Beyblade. Also, Blitzkrieg, Tala's dog, is owned by Apple Senorita. And the main idea of my OC's team is off of one of Yurii Savinov's stories.
Pairings: Tyson x Hilary and Mariah x Rei so far.
Quick note: Ignore all of my mistakes please, I've got such short-term memory that it's killing me to look through and find all of my mistakes because I forgot to do something. -.-;;
Dedications: This story is dedicated to three of the best authoresses ever! Yurii Savinov, who is awesome, Apple Senorita, who was so kind to let me use Blitzkreig, and Rand-Chan, whose so awesome for updateing her great story so frequantly!
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/blahblahblah/ talking in Russian
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Tala got up to leave the 'meeting' that had just been going on in the living room. He was about to walk into the kitchen, but stopped once he heard whispers. Peering into the room for a moment, he could see Ms. Kristin and Mishka speaking. He tried to listen in, but only picked up a little bit of their conversation.
"He can most certainly stay here!"
"Thank you so much Ms. Kristin."
Mishka then walked out of the room, passing by Tala. His eyes followed Mishka as she walked, for some reason she seemed to have a small limp and looked like she would fall over at any moment, and why hadn't she taken off her coat yet?
"Hey Mishka!" Mary called, running up to her friend.
"Hey Mary," Mishka replied quietly.
"Do you want me to take your jacket and hang it up in the closet for you?" Mary asked, eyeing the said clothing item curiously.
"No," Mishka snapped," I'm fine with it on."
Mary backed up a bit at the brunettes reply," Ok, sorry for asking…"
Mishka sighed before walking into the living room.
"Spencer, I need your help with something."
The said blond looked up at his named being said, slowly getting up and following Mishka out of the room.
/Where's he going/ Ian asked, turning to Bryan and Kai.
/To help Mishka, I guess/ Bryan answered with a shrug.
Tyson stared at the two speaking in Russian, before turning to Kenny, starting to speak in Japanese to him.
"Hey Tyson, I understand Japanese," Kai shook his head slowly as he said the words.
Tyson sighed in defeat, letting his head hang down. Hilary soon walked into the room, causing Tyson's head to pop right back up, a smile present on his face now.
/What an idiot/Tala rolled his eyes, before walking off in attempt to perhaps find where Spencer and Mishka were.
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As Tala wandered around the house, he finally found a room that had the door shut, voices speaking inside of it. He slowly opened the door, poking his head inside. Mishka and Spencer were looking over a figure that was lying on the bed in the room, Mishka looked like she explaining something to Spencer, who was listening intently.
Mishka looked over to the door," Tala, you can come in," she called quietly.
Tala stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. As he walked up to the bed, he recognized the face of the person in the bed; it was Mishka's brother, though it was kind of hard to tell through all of the marks on his face.
"What happened to him?"
Tala could vaguely guess that it was that guy that had pushed Sergei down and had seemed to be drunk or something; he was their adopted father, correct? He waited for a response from Mishka, though the brunette just turned her head to look at her brother's face.
"He was running an errand for my mom, when he got beat up by a gang," Mishka finally answered, her voice just a bit higher then a whisper.
Tala corked an eyebrow, what sad little gang would mess with such a fragile and small person, who looked like they were just fourteen instead of seventeen. He looked from Sergei to Mishka, disbelieving the girl's story. With a slight shrug, he started to make his way back over to the door.
"Well, me and Spencer have some things to do, so we must be off."
Spencer followed Tala to the door, the two soon leaving after quick goodbyes, leaving Mishka alone with her brother.
She gently moved her brother's bangs from his face, silent tears falling. Mishka's sadness soon turned to hatred, thinking of all the people she had to please, just to make sure they didn't harm those closest to her. It wasn't as easy as it had been when she was in Germany, there she didn't care about anyone but herself, she could do as she pleased and just have to face the punishment herself, not have to worry about others being hurt for her actions.
She stood up slowly, trying not to stand on her right leg, though pain shot through her body from other various places as well. After mentally cursing, she made her way out the door and off to Mary's room, also having things to do.
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The BBA Revolution and the Blitzkrieg Boys, who were also accompanied by Blitzkrieg, made their way down the path into the woods. Tala stayed towards the back of the group, even though he knew his way through the path better then the others. Blitzkrieg trotted lazily next to him, waiting for a chance to steal something from Bryan again.
As they entered the clearing, a beyblade dish came into sight. No one seemed to be there yet, though the Four Seasons were probably hiding some where waiting for the teams to show up.
"Hello, I'm so glad you all could make it."
They all looked over to where the voice had come from, a person stepped out of the woods, they had on a cloak, along with a mask that covered only half of their face, revealing all of the their face passed their nose. There was only one side of the mask that had a hole for an eye to see through, the other side just black like the rest of the mask.
"Where's the rest of your team?" Tyson asked in an annoyed tone.
"Patience my dear world champion," the masked person answered in a mock tone.
Just as the words were spoken, three other cloaked people stepped out from the woods, all staying behind the apparent leader, all of them chuckling at the fuming Tyson, who looked like he was about to burst at any moment.
"Now, as the letter stated, we'll be battling under certain terms," the leader spoke, a sick smile on their face.
"Which would be?" Ian asked impatiently between gritted teeth.
"I was getting to that," the leader began again, turning their gaze to Ian now," you'll pick three of the top bladers out of all of you to go against my team. We'll have three one on one matches."
One of the Four Seasons members stepped up," We'll give you ten minutes to decide who will be blading and in what order," they said in a deep voice, before stepping back once more.
"Well, this sucks," Hilary spat, as she glanced over at the Four Seasons.
"Who's going to blade?" Daichi questioned, looking around at the older people of the group.
"I will," Tyson announced, causing the others to roll their eyes.
"Of course you will, Tyson," Ian responded irritably, glaring daggers at the said boy.
"I'll also be blading," Kai said, giving everyone else a look, challenging them to go against his words.
"But, who'll be the third blader?" Kenny asked, looking around the group for an answer.
"I want to," Tala answered, a smirk gracing his lips.
"It's settled then, you three will be blading, now, who's going first?" Hilary looked to the three who had volunteered to blade expectantly as she asked the question.
"I'll go first!"
"I'll go last."
"I guess I'll go second…"
Kenny started typing on his laptop," Ok, so Tyson goes first, then Tala, then Kai."
Everyone nodded in agreement, before turning and waiting for the Four Seasons to be finished speaking amongst themselves. After a minute or so, the leader turned towards the group, a smile still on their face.
"Ok, who is going first on your team?"
Tyson stepped up," I am," he stated simply.
"Ok,"the leader motioned one of the other bladers that were behind them," Sping will be going up against you."
"Spring?" Tyson questioned, though he soon forgot about it and went of to the opposite side of the beyblade dish the masked blader was at.
Hilary went up to be referee, she then started to do the countdown," 3….2….1..."
At one both blades were launched into the dish, Tyson's blade circling the dish, while the masked bladders blade stayed spinning slowly in the middle, just like what had been done with the battle against Barthez Battalion.
"Attack Dragoon!" Tyson commanded, his blade following the order and hitting the gold and silver one with full strength.
The masked blader just chuckled," You think that weak attack will take me down?" they taunted, as their blade started spinning a bit faster.
"Poisson, use Rock Typhoon!"
"Dragoon, Galaxy Storm!"
Water started rushing around Dragoon, along with rocks hitting against his blade, until he started to spin and form a large tornado, causing all of the water to be sucked in. Along with all the water, the masked bladders blade was also sucked in, only to be thrown out of the dish.
"Yes, I won, and it was easy!" Tyson exclaimed, as he went to grab his blade.
The masked blader turned, the other Four Seasons giving her high fives, other then the leader though.
"This should be just as easy for you Tala," Ian commented, as he watched the redhead walk up to the dish.
"Whatever," Tala retorted, as he got his blade out and prepared to launch it.
Another of the masked bladders stepped up, also preparing to launch. Once the two were ready, Hilary started the countdown once more.
"3…2….1…"
Both blades flew into the dish with expert ease, landing just the same. Wolborg spun menacingly right behind the other blade, waiting for the perfect moment to 'strike'. The two continued to play games with each other, one just about to get hit by the other, and then quickly pulling away.
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"This is going perfectly, just as we planned."
"Yes, I didn't believe you when you said that they'd most likely choose those three, but you were right."
"Of course, I know how they work."
"Yes, though I do wonder how my own specimen shall fair in her match."
"I guess we must wait and see."
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Tala seemed to be losing patience quickly, while the other person seemed quite content with just playing around.
"Wolborg, attack!"
"Dodge it Rana!"
Tala's blade just slightly hit the green blade, before it pulled away.
"Stay under control Tala," Kai warned from behind him, as he intently watched the battle.
"I know," Tala growled back in response.
"Poor boy, I guess I should end you now," the masked blader mocked, eyes glinting in amusement.
"Rana, swamp flood!"
Tala watched as fog started to cover up the dish, before the eerie sound of frogs croaking and crickets chirping could be heard, along with something jumping into...water? The dish was slowly filling with water, while Wolborg attempted to find dry land, the water continued to rise.
Wolborg finally found itself on a lily, its speed slowly decreasing. The other blade, like in its other battle, had disappeared under the water, only coming up when it tried to throw Wolborg out of the dish, which the blade dodged by mere inches every time.
"This is just like the battle with the Barthex Battalion…"
"I can't keep dodging the attacks."
"Should we try to attack back?"
"It's our last chance at victory."
Tala nodded to himself, before calling out his attack.
"Go Wolborg, Novae Rog!"
It soon appeared like snow was coming out of his blade, causing the swampy water to freeze over, Rana trapped underneath it.
"Ha, there's no way you can win now!" Tala called, a victorious smile on his face.
"My beyblade begs to differ," the masked blader replied indifferently.
Tala looked curiously at the blader, before turning back to the dish. Wolborg was now spinning on the snow covered ice easily, until something shot up from underneath it. The green blade that had been underneath the ice, now spun on top of it, before hitting Wolborg with all it had, sending the said blade out of the dish.
"No! How could you have beaten me? Your blade was trapped under the water!" Tala muttered, before picking up his blade.
"Now it's up to the last battle to determine who wins," Kenny announced, sounding even more frantic then usual.
The leader of the Four Seasons stepped up to the dish, Kai following the actions. Both prepared their blades, then stopped to wait for the count down.
"3…..2...1…"
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This will be my last update for about two weeks. -sniff- I'll miss you all!
I would like to thank whyamidoingthis01 and Rand-Chan for reviewing!
- DaCow Takao