Sorry for taking so long to update, we had writer's block. 'n_n
Disclaimer: We don't own beyblade, the cookie monster or any of the original characters, we only own our made up characters, craziness (:D), computers and weapons of choice.
Queen got me addicted to rockleetist's fandub of PONPONPON. ._.
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Chapter 4: let the games begin
The guys didn't know what to do. They were still too shocked to move.
"What now?" asked Max, scared.
The other two couldn't think of an answer.
Lucky for them, Yang answered for them.
"What we tell you too, of course!" she smiled, walking out of the bathroom.
"Who are you?" asked Kai firmly, taking a step forward.
"God"
"What do you mean?"
"What I said. My friend and I are the current players"
"Players…?"
"Yeah. Anyway, I'm Yang and my friend's called Ying. If you want us to let Tyson go you have to pass the challenges we set for you"
"Then why does the letter say 'come find us'?"
"'Cause we thought we had the patience to wait but we don't"
Before they could ask any more questions, she snapped her fingers, and the next thing they knew they were standing in the middle of the world's biggest sand box (a.k.a a desert).
"W-what's going on?! What did you do?!" demanded Max.
Yang smiled sweetly.
"I brought you to the wasteland of dead dreams, one of the realms Ying controls" she explained, her eyes gleaming with an emotion the boys didn't recognize before she continued, "You have to survive a week here with only your beys – and clothes, obviously – and you can't deny, I can kill you at any given moment. We're only doing this to make you pay for betraying Tyson the way you did. Anyway, the rules are:
One, if you so much as try to cross the barrier to the next realm, we'll kill you.
Two, if you die we'll erase any trace of your existence, even memories.
Three, if you meet any creatures you're free to do anything with them.
By the way, this game's players are called 'sinners'"
And with that she disappeared.
LATER
After about 30 minutes of discussing what to do, the guys decided to find shelter and food, thus leading them to walk for what seemed like hours across the desert.
Suddenly, Max stopped.
"Who's that?" he asked, pointing at a girl dressed in traditional shrine maiden clothes and holding a bow.
"I don't know, Max…" Ray trailed off, taking a better look at her.
She had waist length black hair sitting motionlessly on her head. Her bangs fell messily on her forehead, covering her eyes and ears.
Her skin was pale, almost white, and she had a quiver filled with arrows strapped to her back.
She looked… dead.
"Maybe she's a sinner?" suggested Max.
Kai shook his head.
"No. It's more likely she's the 'dead dream' of someone hoping to become a shrine maiden or a priestess" his eyes narrowed slightly, analyzing the girl, she looked about eleven years old.
Then, in one quick motion, she shot an arrow at them.
All Ray could do was watch as the sharp object pierced his shoulder. It would have pierced his heart if Kai didn't push him out of the way in time.
He cringed, pain more immense than any beyblading injury pulsing through his body and blood spilling out.
It was incredible. That kid was barely in sight and yet she would have had a perfect shot if he hadn't moved.
This was definitely no ordinary girl.
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Dun dun dun!
Me: Cliff hanger! *does a happy dance*
Queen: Torturing characters is fun!
Me: Damn straight!
Kai: I hate you.
Queen and me: Meh.
Kai: Who's dream's the priestess, anyway?
Me: People can leave a review saying who they think it is!
Queen: Yeah!
Kai: And what do they get if they're right?
Queen and me: A virtual cookie! *through confetti*
Kai: *face palms*
Review n.n (or no cookies for you…)