Hey all readers. I think it's obvious that the names of the Bladebreakers in this story are not mine. However, Sam Coredori and her bitbeast Drazema. Along with the team the Carnivora Catz and their bitbeasts are all mine so please don't take them without my position. Thanks bb4564
Chapter 5 – Unwanted Visitor!
The minute Sam stepped outside; she felt the sun warming her arms and face. Taking a deep breath of the cool air to calm her nerves, she jogged across the smooth pebble path as she headed for her training area. Although she was bare foot, the pebbles were so smooth that she hardly felt them as she picked up her pace. She passed the marble fountain and soon reached the grass. The minute she reached the grass she slowed down to a walk, enjoying the dampness of the morning dew. She walked passed the large oak tree as she went and ran her hand over its barky trunk. She ran her fingers along the trunk until she felt a few small dips in the bark. Stepping closer to the trunk she inspected it closely. She soon spotted what she was looking for. Engraved in the rough bark were the initials: B.S & S.C 4eva, inside a love heart. Sam knew those initials by heart. They stood for Belinda Sormei & Scott Coredori, the names of her parents, just before they were married. Sam's parents had died when she was six and she had lived with her Grandfather ever since. 'Except for those years I spent at…' Sam stopped her train of thought, remembering she had promised herself never to think about those things again. Kissing her fingers, she pressed them against the initials before walking over to the empty patch of grass beside the beyblading dish. Taking a deep breath she began to do some energetic stretches. Ever since she was six she had been doing aerobics on the grass every morning before she beybladed. As she stretched the muscles in her upper and lower body, she tried to keep her nerves down. It wasn't easy. She spent the next hour doing a variety of splits; flips and bends, all of which helped her stay strong and flexible.
A figure moved silently around the small forest area, that was Samantha Coredori's garden. It was a boy about eighteen years old. He had dark brown hair and steel grey eyes. He wore a pair of black khaki pants and a navy shirt. By shifting ever so slightly, he could clearly see their targets every movement, but still being hidden from view by the shadows. "Is that he, Trevor?" a deep voice whispered behind him. The boy called Trevor, glanced over his shoulder with one eye and kept the other fixed on the dark haired girl a few meters in front of him. The boy behind him was a year younger, seventeen, and very short. Standing at full height he only reached Trevor's chest. He had dark hair hidden by a white hat with two purple stripes and dark brown eyes. "Yeah that's her," Trevor replied, his voice low and husky, as he turned his full attention back to the girl. The younger boy started to walk silently forward.
"Then what are we waiting for?" he asked, walking past Trevor. "Why don't we get her n-?" A hand pulling him backwards cut off his words. He landed on his butt amongst the grass.
"Because Stuart," hissed a low voice close to his ear, "we're only here for surveillance, not for action. Not until he gives us the order. Got it?" The boy called Stuart nodded and Trevor turned his back to him as Stuart got slowly to his feet. "Now keep an eye on her or else…" Stuart swallowed and crouched behind a large tree beside him, his eyes focused intently ahead of him and on the girl, who was now standing in front on an old beyblading dish.
At nine o'clock exactly Sam took her beyblade out of her pocket. Walking up to the wooden dish, she loaded her blade into her launcher. Standing tall by the side of the dish she closed her eyes and let her mind travel. She thought all the way back to her last championship battle. She could clearly picture the crowded stands surrounding her and the screaming people sitting in them. But that wasn't what Sam focused on. Instead she let her mind focus on the team behind her. She could still see them sitting their and calling out helpful advise and cheering her on, Garnet loudest of all. She noticed Garnet wearing the exact same clothes as herself, with only a slight variation in colours. Garnet had always dressed like Sam, saying this way they look more like sisters. Sam smiled as her mind slowly went from one to the next. Once again she held her gaze on Jazon for just a moment longer. Sam's mind then went to the person before her. She didn't know her on a personal level, but she was her opponent for this battle. Sam heard DJ Jazzman announcing her name over the speakers to the cheering crowd. Sam steadied herself, ready for battle. "Ok," DJ Jazzman yelled, "and 3…2….1… Let It Rip!!!!!!" Sam launched her blade into the dish at the same time as her opponent. She couldn't remember her name but she was sure it was something along the lines of Juliet. Juliet appeared to be a year older then Sam, but Sam knew that age wasn't what mattered in a beyblade battle. What mattered was experience and skill. Both of which Sam had, the question was: did Juliet?
Sam decided it was time to find out. "Ok Drazema, front and centre." Her blade instantly obeyed her and headed straight for the centre of the dish. Juliet smirked at Sam's choice of manoeuvre. "Don't think that'll faze me and my blade," she yelled over to Sam. Sam looked at her squarely daring her to attack. Juliet took the bait. "Getzial, take her out!" Sam watched as Juliet's pink and white blade spun rapidly towards hers. Sam watched intently, then suddenly became aware of the crashing sound of two blades hitting together, and then heard the sound of a blade whizzing past her ear. Raising her hand she felt a blade landing firmly in her hand.
Opening her eyes she looked at her hand and saw her blade nestled in her palm. 'That's not right,' she thought, not remembering losing the last match. Looking down at her dish, she saw another blade spinning rapidly. She looked at it oddly. Juliet's blade was pink and white, this blade was blue and had a picture on the very top, indicating that it contained a bitbeast, like her own. Before she could study the picture to find out the kind of bitbeast, it flew from the dish and into the palm of a boy. Sam's eyes glanced at him briefly, taking in his appearance. He looked to be seventeen, and had dark blue hair, with a grey-blue fringe and maroon eyes. He wore a sleeveless black shirt with long, baggy blue pants and a long (and she meant really long) white scarf. On his arms were red arm gear but the weirdest thing about him was two blue triangles on both his cheeks. As she studied him, she soon became aware of a voice behind him. "Hey Kai, what was the big idea?" She looked behind him and saw a boy around the same age, walking towards him. He had blue hair and blackish-blue eyes. He wore a black top, with a red and white opened-jacket over top, and a pair of knee-high blue pants and brown gloves that opened just after the knuckles.
Directly behind him were three other teens, all boys and all around seventeen. The first had blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a pair of orange overalls (one sleeve off his shoulder) over a light green top, with matching green wristbands. Directly beside him was a boy with pitch-black hair, which was tied with a white band that wound down his back and down past his knees. He also had a red bandana died around his head displaying the ying-yang symbol. His eyes were a bright golden colour and he had white bandages wound up his arm, from his wrist to his elbow. He wore a white Chinese style top that ended a few inches below his waist and tied at the waist with a brown belt. Underneath he wore a pair of long blue pants. The last person of the group was very short, only up to the others chests, and he had light brown hair and wide-rimmed glasses sitting on top of his head, but she couldn't see his eyes. He was carrying a small grey laptop under one arm. He wore light purple shorts, with a white formal shirt and green tie. Her eyes went back to the boy at the front of the group. Kai? Something was familiar about that name. Kai glanced over his shoulder at the blue-haired teen. "Because, Tyson," he replied smoothly, "I was seeing if she was a worthy blader." He looked back at her, "obviously she isn't." Sam clenched her hands into fists and glared at Kai. She'd show him. "How about a proper match," she said, reaching for her launcher, "or are you all just talk?" Kai raised one eyebrow at her, but didn't make a move for his launcher.
"I don't see what's the point of humiliating you any further," he sneered. Sam bared her teeth.
"Put your blade where your mouth is and I'll show you who will be humiliated." She looked at him pointedly, "or are you too afraid that you'll lose to a girl?" Kai closed his hand over his blade.
"Sorry, but I don't battle against team mates," he replied.
"Team mate?" Sam asked confused.
Just then her Grandfather came out the door. "Hey Sam," he called out, walking over to her. Sam waited for him to arrive. "These are the Bladebreakers," he indicated to the group around him. Sam's eyes widened.
'These,' she thought to herself, 'are my new team mates?'