Blitzkreig50889: well, ya'll I know I have other fics that you're all waiting for me to update and what not, but I got this idea for this one-shot and well…you get the point. I just had to put it up. I think you'll all like it.
Tala: of course they will! It…
Blitzkreig50889: Tala…
Tala: (Stops speaking)
Blitzkreig50889: thanks. Anyway, here's the fic for you. Tala, disclaimer please.
Tala: with pleasure. Blitzkreig50889 does not own beyblade or any of its characters. She just owns Tyler McGregor, Johnny's older brother, and her plot ideas. Hope you all like the fic!
Blitzkreig50889: thanks Tala. Now on to the fic!
Enter Wolborg Metal Survivor: the Ultimate Symbol of Friendship
He looked down at the destroyed white endurance beyblade. It made him sick to think he may have permanently injured another endurance beyblader like himself. However, the creator of B.E.G.A., Boris, was not to be angered. He had far too much to lose to risk angering Boris. Boris had told him to attack, and he had.
"Hey, Garland! Are you ok?" A young female voice queried from the watch balcony Boris had been standing on earlier.
"Yeah, Ming Ming," Garland answered her while still gazing at the pieces of the white beyblade.
"Well, you might want to get up to Boris's office. He wants you to bring THAT bit beast with you too."
Garland smiled faintly at the girl's voice. Ming Ming could be ridiculously annoying or just flat out idiotic at times. This was one of those times. What he didn't understand was why she had called Tala's bit beast Wolborg, 'that bit beast'. Wolborg may have been a mutant wolf, but at least he was clean and didn't smell, or at least so Apollon assured him anyway.
"Ming, tell Boris I'm coming. I just want to make sure I have all the pieces to this beyblade cleaned up."
"What do you want to do that for?" Ming Ming queried. "That thing is an enemy bit beast!"
Garland let out a sigh and ignored her. Ming Ming let out a huff before walking back to Boris's office. Garland waited until he heard the door slam before looking up from the blade and standing up.
"Can you hear me?" He asked the bit of Tala's shattered blade. The bit gave off a faint glow in response.
"Good," Garland whispered. "Now, I don't know what you can do, but I'm on my way up to Boris's office. I want you to fight against him if you can. If you can get through that, then you'll be on your way to Tyson's home. They'll get you back to Tala. I would do it myself, but I doubt I'd be allowed near his room."
The bit gave off another faint glow as if to say 'Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself.'
Garland shook himself as he heard Boris yell for him in impatience. However, he didn't get far before he was intercepted by a blader he didn't know.
"I wouldn't take Wolborg up there if I were you," the blader advised. "Boris will only kill him in order to get to Tala. Give me the blade instead and I'll make sure Tyson gets all of the pieces. I'm heading there anyway."
"Who are you?" Garland demanded as Boris walked out onto the watch balcony to yell for him again. However, he smiled instead and answered Garland's question before the other blader could.
"That, I do believe, is Jonathan McGregor's older brother Tyler. If he wants the pieces of Tala's blade, then give them to him. Wolborg is of no use to me now anyway."
Garland glanced at Boris before glancing over at Tyler. He had to admit Tyler and Johnny did look a lot alike especially with the two having dark, Mahogany hair and lavender eyes. They could've passed for twins if Tyler was a little shorter.
"If you say so, sir," Garland said in answer to Boris's order. "Here you go."
Tyler expertly caught the pieces of Tala's blade when Garland threw them to him. "Where's the bit?" He queried after examining each of the pieces.
"It's here," Garland answered before tossing Wolborg's bit.
"Thanks. Now, if you'll excuse me…" At that point, Tyler turned and left.
"Garland, follow me please," Boris growled as he walked back to his office. "Now!"
"Yes, sir," Garland answered before jogging up a flight of stairs to catch up to Boris.
"Master Garland, are you sure we can trust this man?" Apollon queried softly, startling Garland a little. Apollon rarely said anything and when he did it was always to voice worry.
"Yes, we can trust him," Garland answered back.
"Do you think Wolborg and Tala will be ok?"
Garland didn't answer right away. When he did, it was only to say, "We can only hope so."
Neither bit beast nor blader sensed the camouflaged cobra that was silently listening in on their conversation, or the phoenix that was sitting next to it. Nor did they notice Tyler's brother, Johnny, standing next to both bit beasts with his own sitting calmly on his shoulder.
"Let's go let the other's know what's going on," Johnny whispered to all three bit beasts. "They'll want to tell Tyson about this."
"Right," the bit beasts answered in agreement before following Johnny out or the B.E.G.A. building.
(Tyson's Dojo)
Kenny, a.k.a. the Chief, sat and studied his calculations. He'd shown everyone the plans for the new hard metal beyblades. He'd even told them he was going to start with Dragoon. Now, however, he wasn't so sure. Each of his calculations showed Tyson as not being able to handle the new system; there'd be too many glitches. His data was suggesting he start with someone else; someone he wasn't sure would survive.
Kenny let out a sigh. Tala was in the hospital, in a coma, and so badly injured there was no way he'd be able to stand let alone launch a hard metal blade. Still, his data was telling him to make Tala's Wolborg the prototype instead of Tyson's Dragoon.
He shrugged. It could work. He'd have to do it now though. If he waited until tomorrow he'd be questioned by Emily and Miguel too much. Then he'd never get things done right.
Letting out another sigh, Kenny reached for the first piece of Tala's new hard metal blade and examined it. If he was going to do this, he had to do it now.
Carefully, Kenny began to construct the first of the new hard metal blades. Piece by piece, the blade became whole until all it needed was Wolborg's bit. Shaking his head, Kenny laid the almost finished blade on his borrowed desk. He couldn't go any further until he had Wolborg's bit, if he ever got it at all. With Boris having all of the pieces of Tala's championship blade, he'd be lucky if he got the blade's bit at all.
A sudden knock caused him to nearly fall out of his chair. A quick glance toward the window where the knock had come from revealed Enrique's smiling face.
"Enrique? What the heck…?"
Enrique held up a bag and pointed at the window as if asking for it to be opened. Kenny walked over and opened it.
"It's about time! My legs were beginning to cramp," the Italian blader complained once he was in the room.
"Enrique, what were you doing on the windowsill? For that matter, how'd you even get up there?"
"I climbed up and I've brought you something important. And don't close the window. My teammates are supposed to be following me up in about a minute," Enrique answered.
"Ok…" Kenny mumbled before letting out a startled gasp as Johnny, Robert, Oliver, and another person climbed up into the window.
"What the…?" Kenny started to ask, but Robert cut him off.
"We'll explain that later. In the mean time, we brought you something. Enrique."
Enrique handed the still startled Kenny the plastic bag he was holding at Robert's command. "In that bag are all of the pieces to Tala's shattered blade, including Wolborg's bit."
Kenny let out a whoop causing each of the Majestics to wince. "Thanks!" He cried as he ran over to the desk and emptied the bag's contents onto it. He quickly found the bit and placed it into the new blade.
The Majestics exchanged looks as Kenny yelled, "Success!"
"Uh…Kenny, are you ok? You're acting like Tyson with your enthusiasm like it is." Oliver's voice carried a slightly nervous sound to it.
"Yeah, I'm fine…just excited."
"About…?" Johnny queried with some annoyance.
"This!" Kenny held out the new blade for the Majestics to see. "The true first hard metal blade has been created!"
"Oh! So that's why you got all hyper," Oliver said with a chuckle. "Now, would you mind calming down a little so we can tell you the news we found out?"
Kenny jerked. News? If the Majestics were bringing him news, then something sinister had to be going on. They wouldn't have shown up otherwise.
"Ok, so what do you have to tell me?"
"Well, you see, it goes like this…" Johnny began to explain. When he finally got done speaking, the news left Kenny speechless. Now it was more important than ever to get the hard metal blades running. Especially with Boris trying to create more human warriors.
"So, Kenny, any idea as to how that can be stopped?" Salamolyon queried from Johnny's shoulder. He was the only Majestic bit beast present.
"One, but I only know one way to fix that. That means we need the hard metal system functioning and to do that, I need to instill a friendship bond into everyone."
"Well, if you ask me," the fifth, unknown member of the Majestics murmured. "I'd say you already have everything you need right there." At that point, he pointed to Tala's new blade.
Kenny looked over at the blade and smiled faintly. "Welcome, Wolborg Metal Survivor, for that's exactly what you are and in more ways than one too."
The Majestics exchanged confused glances before smiling. They knew exactly what was coming next. "So, when do we start?"
Kenny blinked in confusion before realizing what they meant. "Now of course! The sooner we know what Boris is going to throw at us the better."
"Then we'll just be on our way," Johnny said calmly. "Good luck with the others. Oh, and I forgot to tell you earlier that Kai and Ian are watching Boris's every move as well."
Kenny let out a sigh of relief. If Kai was just watching Boris, then he'd left the others behind to spy, not betray them.
"That's good. Just make sure they stay out of trouble and you don't get caught."
"Got it," the Majestics chorused before leaving the dojo.
Kenny glanced over at the new blade and smiled. Wolborg Metal Survivor wasn't just a sign of surviving life, but surviving friendship bonds as well. He wondered how long it would take the other's to figure out that their blades were the same way once they got them.
(After Tyson's battle with Brooklyn)
Tala looked around him. He hadn't seen blue skies or had fresh year for what felt like years. It had only been a month and a half, but still…
Tala shook his head and forced himself to forget about that. There was no reason for him to remember his rough life at Boris's hands when he'd been at the abbey, or his defeat at Garland's hand. Garland had apologized for that, but Tala wasn't sure if he was going to forgive him for it yet.
Turning away from the sea he had been looking at, Tala walked back towards Tyson's dojo. In another week he'd be on his way back to Russia, but for the time being, Tyson's dojo had become home to him and his teammates.
"Hey Tala! Hurry up! Kenny has something for you!" Ian yelled as Tala neared the dojo. Tala simply blinked in confusion. What could Kenny possibly have to give someone like him?
In no particular hurry, Tala walked into the backyard of the dojo and stared in surprise. He could see each and every beyblader that had been a part of the World Championships there along with a few beybladers he didn't recognize. There was also a cake which served as a reminder that it was his birthday.
"Happy birthday!" came the chorus of voices. Tala just looked at them in shock.
"Well, get over here," Kai growled. "I do believe a few of us have other things to do besides waiting for you all day."
"Thanks a lot Kai," Tala mumbled before walking over and shaking his head at the sight of the cake. He wouldn't even be able to eat one piece of it.
"Hey, Tala, catch!" Kai yelled suddenly causing the younger blader to jump in surprise and barely catch the package that had been tossed at him.
"What the…?" Tala started to ask, but Enrique cut him off.
"Ask questions later. Just open it."
Shrugging, Tala carefully opened the package and started at the object inside in shock. "No way."
"Yes way," Kenny said quietly. "That is your own hard metal blade, Wolborg Metal Survivor."
Tala smiled. "Ah, a survivor of friendship bonds, right?"
Kenny smiled in delight. "I'm glad someone could figure that out! I had to tell everyone else!"
Tala simply shook his head. "That makes sense, but why give it to me? I'm not exactly the friendliest person around."
"Maybe, but you've always been willing to be friends with people no matter how you felt and that's what matters," Tyson said. He sounded like he was giving advice to an amateur blader when he said it.
Tala looked down at the blade again and carefully pulled it out of the box it had been put in. It almost seemed to be glittering.
"Hey, Kenny, how is it possible for Tala's blade to do that before he's even tried to use it?" Ray asked.
Kenny got a very guilty look on his face. "Well, I lied to you guys when I said I made Tyson's blade first. Tala's blade was made first. In order for Tala to control that blade, he just had to tell someone about his past and he did that. Trust was Tala's key to controlling the hard metal blade."
Tala stared at Kenny in shock before suddenly laughing. He got several surprised stares at that, but that didn't stop him.
"Thanks Kenny. I guess I owe you one," he managed when he could finally breathe again.
"You don't owe me anything, or at least not after sending Wolborg in to help Tyson and Dragoon you don't."
Tala shrugged. "If you say so. Now, if we're done, can we get through the rest of this before several different people go nuts and Tyson starts to drool?"
This caused a huge round of laughter and a loud 'hey!' from Tyson. "Yeah, we'll get on with things. After all, I'm sure you're anxious to launch that blade," Kai said with a slight gleam in his eyes.
Tala thinned his own eyes. Kai was right. He did want to launch the blade and see how it would work. But first…
"That's fine, but let's try and eat something first."
Tyson and Daichi let out a whoop at that before yelling simultaneously, "All aboard the Food Train!"
Tala chuckled as he tucked his new blade into his right front pocket and followed everyone into the house. He had to admit it; this was the best birthday ever, despite what he may have went through to get there. Now this is what he called a happy ending, no matter how weird that may have seemed.
Blitzkreig50889: so what do you think? I tried to may my ending make sense but I'm not sure if it flowed right or not. Either way, I'm sure you'll all let me know how I did.
Tala: I liked it.
Blitzkreig50889: you usually do like anything I write. Anyway, please review! I'll see ya'll next time!