Heylo peoples!
XD Sorry, I'm hyper…I just had a lot of chocolate milk…
Ahem…for future reference, all these authoress notes are at least a day old, since I'm typing them and waiting to upload them…
Truth be told, I have no idea how I keep writing all these chapters, one right after another…normally, it takes me…forever (!) to write more chapters, even in a story I like…eh…oh well…
B.T.Y.: I think this is the chapter where I will be introducing one of the bad guys!
Er…sorry for my ramblings…and on with the story…after the disclaimer, of course!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade…if I did, there would be a lot more plot, a lot less blading, Dranzer wouldn't have been destroyed and Hilary would blade too…
Now…for once, I will start out the chapter with…Brooklyn! (and the rest of BEGA)
Chapter Title: Meet the Looney Running the Looney Bin!
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Ming Ming's eyes widened and she just gaped at the arm. Mystel's mouth tightened as he gazed around the rest of the clearing.
It was then the mysterious fog vanished…to reveal a clearing full of broken zombie bodies. Scared out of her wits, Ming Ming clung to the nearest thing, which happened to be Garland. Startled, Garland jumped slightly at his teammate's touch, but did not move.
"Will someone pick Brooklyn up so we can get out of here," he directed with a slight sigh.
"Hang on," Mystel approached a pile of the things. "These look like someone fought them…"
"Then where's the weapon," Crusher assessed. Mystel pointed at a huge branch that was on top of the pile. "That couldn't have caused THAT much damage…"
"Someone with a beyblade was here…" A soft voice commented. They all spun to see Brooklyn, who was very much awake. Ming Ming immediately let go of Garland and went over to Brooklyn.
"Are you okay," she inquired worriedly; he nodded slightly.
"Let's just get back to the airport…something's telling me we're needed in Japan…" Mystel commented. The others exchanged glances before picking up their bags and dashing back down the road.
Ming Ming shivered.
"It's that creepy mist again," she murmured, shaking. Garland dropped back and wrapped an arm around her. (1)
"Just keep running…" He told her, speeding up a bit. She increased her pace to match his, but both knew she couldn't keep it up for long.
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Sighing softly, Mariah smoothed Rei's hair gently, watching as the tension on his face slowly faded. Smiling faintly, she leaned back slowly, taking care not to jostle Rei.
Not to long afterwards, Tyson reappeared in the doorway with Kenny in tow.
"Still asleep," Tyson inquired quietly.
"Yeah…" Mariah replied softly.
"Anyone wanna explain," Kenny wondered aloud.
"I need Rei's help to do so…"
"Ah…"
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"Mr. Hiwatari?" Kai glanced up from his musings. "We're nearly in Russia…" When the person he was addressing looked away, he started to walk away.
"Turn the plane around…" His passenger's voice made him freeze.
"W-what, sir?"
"To America." He stated and returned to gazing out the window. Shaken, the co-pilot went to relay his message to the pilot.
"I thought so…" The pilot mused aloud as he turned the plane around.
"You did?"
"Aye," the pilot replied and returned to focusing on the air traffic ahead.
'Hilary, I know you're there somewhere…' Our favorite Russian teen thought as he tried to persuade Dranzer to aid him in his search. Dranzer, smart phoenix that he was, ignored him and stuck to his promise/threat.
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"Okay…" Huffed Hilary as she and Kira collapsed on the ground, out of breath. "Think we're far enough away?"
"No…idea…" Kira answered, as out of breath as Hilary. Both lay there in a companionable silence as their heart rates and breathing returned to normal.
"Why…why are you looking for Kai anyway?"
"…long story…" Hilary rose at her retort, sitting up to see her travel companion's gaze was looking off into the now-blue sky.
"Long story?"
"Very…" A faint smile appeared on her features, but vanished as quickly as it came.
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'Landing time,' Max cheered mentally as the "Fasten Your Seatbelts" sign flared to life. He complied, practically stir crazy. 'I can't wait to get off the plane!' When the plane came to a stop on the runway, he was the first out of his seat with his carry-on bag and was off like a shot.
He was so preoccupied in "escaping" the plane, he failed to notice someone in his way. Crashing into them, he fell to the ground, his bag sliding out of his grasp. When he saw who it was, he couldn't help but gasp faintly.
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"Rei," Mariah inquired softly as he stirred.
"Mariah?" He wondered aloud sleepily as he sat up.
"Rei, you okay," Tyson questioned seriously from where he was on his spot on the floor.
"…aa…" Rei replied.
"Then what's wrong?" Kenny adjusted his glasses.
"It's NMS…"
"NMS?" Tyson repeated with a clueless face; Mariah giggled.
"Neko-jin mating season…unless we're at the appropriate age, nothing will happen…but…both neko-jins in question during NMS will experience a lot of things…like mood swings for me and a major increase of over protectiveness for Rei."
"Wow…" Kenny mumbled in a daze. "How come this isn't on record?"
"Only neko-jins need to know." Rei shrugged.
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They had finally escaped the "creepy mist" as Ming Ming had put it.
"You kids okay," a man asked. "People have been reporting a lot of bodies around…"
"We saw zombies, not bodies…" Brooklyn stated.
"Poor kids," the man stated sympathetically. "Why don't you guys come over here and sit down for a spell?" Reluctantly, they all agreed and sat down.
Garland's eyes narrowed as the man walked away and started talking into his cell phone.
The next thing anyone knew, two men walked up to them and grabbed Brooklyn. The others immediately sprang to their feet and made to intervene, but a man wearing sunglasses approached and stood between them and Brooklyn.
"What do you think you're doing," Garland's silver eyes blazed, and his teammates looked visibly angry as well.
"I'm putting your friend in a mental hospital…it's obvious he needs to be there…" With that, the man disappeared into the crowd.
"They're gone…" Ming Ming murmured.
"Damn," Garland swore. 'I promised Brooklyn we'd never let him go there again!'
"We have to find him," Mystel growled. The others nodded and they split into two groups, searching for him frantically.
:Three hours later:
They met at a tree in the park. Ironically, it was Brooklyn's favorite hangout. When he was there, it was just him and nature. No one judged him, whispered about him as he passed, called him names, or hid in fear. It was his haven, and if he did not have it, he might have gone insane for real.
"Brooklyn is perfectly sane," Crusher insisted angrily as Ming Ming sat at the foot of the tree, Mystel stood by her and Garland paced.
"We know that," the pacing Garland stated. "That guy in the freaky glasses doesn't!"
"I have an idea…" Mystel smirked slightly.
"Care to share," an annoyed Ming Ming quipped. The blonde haired blader nodded.
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"M-Michael!" Max stuttered; his tall teammate was standing in front of him with a smirk quite visible on his face.
"Who else," the boy's smirk only broadened, if that was even possible.
"Hey, we're here too," an annoyed voice piped up. Max turned his head to see Emily and Rick of the Allstarz standing a few feet away.
Rick walked up and helped his "battle buddy" to his feet. Max picked up his suitcase, still in shock.
"How…how did…" He managed to stutter as Emily smirked too.
"Let's just say news travels fast…faster than a regular plane, anyway…"
Max sweatdropped.
"Good point…" Max conceded; the group started walking back to the training facility.
"The media's going crazy! They didn't even know you guys were back together, so imagine their surprise when they found out you guys had split again…" Rick muttered.
"I bet…" Max's eyes traveled downwards, and he almost regretted his rash decision to leave. Then he remembered Hilary's drawing and the knuckles you could see turned white on the handle of his suitcase (2).
"What's up," Emily demanded to know.
"Did the media tell you why we split?" Max's bangs covered his eyes.
"No, they didn't get that piece of information," Michael retorted.
"Figures." The tone in Max's voice startled them all. "It was Kai's birth day and we threw him a party. Hilary drew him a poster that looked better than a store bought one and he stepped on it, like he didn't even care! He probably didn't! She found it at night when she tripped on it and ripped it almost completely in half! We haven't seen nor heard from her again! She's gone!" By now they could see the tears leaking out from under his bangs.
Emily wrapped her arms around him and soothed him as they walked into the center.
Judy looked up and hurriedly took charge of her son.
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Garland, Ming Ming, Crusher and Mystel stood at the receptionist's desk in the front, waiting semi-impatiently for the lady to look up and notice them. He had convinced his friends that politely waiting would do them more good than rudely calling attention to themselves; he knew that by now Ming Ming wanted to haul the lady off and slug her.
'Please, if there are any listening gods, bestow her patience!' He begged mentally. Apparently someone up there heard him; although Ming Ming was glaring and looked about ready to pounce, she was restraining herself.
Finally, the lady looked up.
'About time, you mother f---ing b-tch!' Ming Ming screeched mentally, but did not utter a complaint aloud.
"May I help you," the lady, scratch that, bitch, asked icily.
"Yes," Garland replied in what he hoped was a pleasant tone. "We are here to visit Brooklyn Kingston." (3) The :coughcoughBITCHcoughcough: regarded him over her glasses snootily.
"And who are you to even be here," she inquired snobbily.
"His team," the seething Ming Ming hissed with enough venom to kill a blue whale in under ten seconds flat.
"His team," the lady (:coughcoughBITCHcoughcough: ) sneered.
"Yes. His beyblading team. We're the former BEGA team," Garland answered.
"The warden said no one is to see him," the lady (:coughcoughBITCHcoughcough: ) went back to her paper work. (4)
'Playtime is over,' his grey eyes flashed with anger as he walked up to the desk and placed his hands on it, leaning towards the lady (:coughcoughBITCHcoughcough: ) "Listen up, you little wench! We came here to see our friend and if you don't let us see him, some legal action will be taken on account of your lovely warden snatching our friend off the street!" He hissed and almost smirked as the lady's (BITCH'S) face drained of its color. "Well," he snarled.
"V-very well…w-who did you-?"
"Brooklyn Kingston," Ming Ming hissed again.
"A-ano, room 241!"
"Thank you," Garland smirked nastily and followed his team to find the room.
The receptionist sat in her seat, stock still. No one was ever able to intimidate her before.
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'I can't believe it…I can't believe it!' Were his only thoughts as he sobbed into his knees. 'They promised! They promised!'
/Master Brooklyn…they tried…I saw their faces. They will come for you…/
'They said I'd never be back here!' A fresh wave of sobs wracked his body as he clenched his legs tighter.
/They're right outside/
'I don't care!'
"Brooklyn?" A pair of worried silver eyes appeared between the tiny bars on his door. He just turned away and pretended they weren't there. His body froze in shock when he heard the sound of the door being unlocked.
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(1)- there was a mist around them when they ran off to find Brooklyn...to clarify: the mist is sort of a teleporter/inbetween thing...aka it got them from one place to another place that they could not possibly have reached in that amount of time. It did the same thing to Brooklyn, and Hilary...but not Kira.
(2)- he wears gloves that partially cover his hands, right?
(3)- I was told that was his last name, so don't sue me if it isn't!
(4)- alright, if anyone can come up with a painful/bloody enough way for her to be killed, I'll use it!
Meet bad guy numero uno! He'll be back…soon…very soon.
I honestly had all too much fun torturing the receptionist…don't worry, she'll get her "just desserts"…remember to send me ways to kill her off!
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Emma