The walk was eerily quiet for the crimson eyed boy. He was used to hearing the servants talking while they worked and moving about the house but the halls in the abbey were silent. You could hear every footstep of every boy who walked about the entire building
"Tala why's it so quiet?" The bluenette asked whispering to the redhead who walked beside him making sure to keep extra quiet as to not break the tense silence that seeped into every nook and cranny
"You're not allowed to talk so shut up" nodding the bluenette did as he was told. He had become accustom to following orders thanks to the two years he spent under his grandfather's care, if you could call what he did care. In the endless drone of feet on concrete a faster pace caught both of their attention. Turning their heads they saw the redheads 3 friends. They all nodded a greeting as the guards were lining the halls to make sure that no one who snuck in a quick conversation went unpunished. Choosing to wait till in the training room they all walked in silence. The bluenette shifting uncomfortably under the others intense gaze looking at the chipped wall for some kind of distraction from their questioning looks.
"Get in your groups for training we're doing elimination. Those who lose will be punished those who win won't be" the guard at the front of the huge room ordered. His voice carrying to the very back of the room where the small group of 5 stood round, a bey-dish faces stoic, as was required while training. The crimson eyed boy didn't know why they were like this and just followed by example not wanting to get them in trouble. The guard stepped out for a minute and whispers broke out
"What's your name kid?" the burly blond asked taking out his blade from his back pocket
"Uh Kai" he answered again following what the others who also took out their blades
"Spencer, that's Bryan the short'uns Ian" the blond pointed to each as he introduced them
"I'm not short I'm just a late grower" a quiet muttering caught their attention
"Keep telling yourself that" the lilac haired boy smiled patting the smaller boy's head.
"What's with them?" the bluenette asked moving closer to the redhead
"Nothing they've been here a few years already. Their coping mechanism is making fun of each other, mainly Ian" the redhead explained before shaking his head "they'll be like this for a while might as well start training" he released a white blade into the bey-dish "well kid just going to stare? They're serious about punishing us they won't go easy cos you're new" despite not wanting to do any work because of his arm he didn't want a punishment on his first real day. He released dranzer smiling when the familiar blue blade span in the centre of the dish "you ok kid?" the redhead asked looking at the boy a smirk on his face
"Uh huh" was the only reply he got, 3 other blades joined in. Both boys took their eyes from the dish to see the redhead friends had stopped making fun of the shortest member
"Sorry new kid but you ain't winning this, no one gets special treatment from me" the short boy declared before his purple beyblade moved to hit his blue blade. The shocked look on the smallest boy told that he had no idea his attack would fail. His purple blade ricocheted off the blue one landing with an uneven wobble "how?" Was all he could ask.
"Sorry Ian but my dranzer's strong one hit isn't going to do anything" the crimson eyed boy admitted. Looking at the ground from his many punishments at the hands of Voltaire he had learned not to take pride in what he did since everything turned out to be wrong in some way.
"One hit may not but how about this" the smallest didn't seem to realise the bluenette didn't want to battle. He was still out of it from being uprooted from the home he may have hated but had become familiar to him and being dropped in an abbey where just about everyone was bigger than him and all the guards seemed like they should be in a prison. He shook his head he may not have wanted to battle but dranzer would never let him hear the end of it if she lost because he was preoccupied. He chose to play defence for a little while longer till the small boy wore himself out.
"Come on wyborg!" the two blades clashed sparks flying
"Easy Ian" the burly blond stepped back but the big nosed boy didn't pay him any heed
"Finish this dranzer" the crimson eyed boy held out his hand and the blade responded immediately smashing into the purple blade. Forcing it back the blade didn't let up on its attack grinding against the purple one knocking it against the rim of the dish
"Wyborg!" the small blader stared panicked as his blade teetered uneasy on the rim
"Quick end this" the bluenette yelled and with one final smash the blade flew from the dish rolling on its top at the bladers feet. The small boys mouth fell open like he was about to say something but no words came out. The rest of the room silenced. How had a new kid beaten one of the best bladers in the abbey? The guard and Boris had re-entered the room silently so not to distract the kids from discovering who the best in their groups were. The guards face was stunned as was the rest of the room. The only one apart from the bluenette with a different expression was Boris who instead had a smirk plastered on his face. "What?" The bluenette asked looking at all the stunned faces
"How'd you do that kid?" the redhead asked the question they all wanted the answer to, he placed his hand on the crimson eyed boys shoulder looking at him somewhat bemused
"What do you mean I didn't do anything it was all dranzer" the bluenette answered not understanding what the big deal was
"Who's dranzer?" the lilac haired blader asked looking between the bluenette and the still spinning blade
"My bit" a loud 'oh' rang through the room. Now it made sense now except for the whole
"How did you get a bit?" the crimson eyed boy looked at the big nosed boy who had gathered his blade
"My dad found her and gave her to me" he shrugged like it was no big deal and to him it wasn't. He didn't understand what the big deal was
"Ok everyone back to training just because the newest member of the abbey has a bit doesn't mean you can dawdle" the purple haired man at the front of the room spoke in a voice that was threatening. The looks on the other people in the room told the crimson eyed boy that the man would do much worse than just lecture them if they didn't get back to training. Turning back to his blade he couldn't help but smile slightly. Yes he was in a place that frightened him but the people here were strong and strong opponents made excellent rivals.
"Come on dranzer!"
This is the first time I've ever tried to write a battle so I'm sorry it's rubbish but please read review.