Adam wouldn't press Kai about the story of his lover's heart attack. What the young government agent needed to know was what had Jonouchi all riled up. He sighed, his midnight blue eyes on his student. "We'll take a break. You can practice on your own if you want," he said, walking to the door Kai came out of.

Kai nodded his head, his crimson eyes on the older boy. He figured he was going to ask Jonouchi and this made Kai a bit uneasy. The last thing he needed was his lover to be angry and have another relapse like the last tournament. He and Jonouchi had a twisted history of having an on and off relationship, but he finally made it permanent to call the tall blonde his lover. He did not want to lose that love again. Although he remembered Adam was always kind and concerned for others, no matter how many times Kai blew him off when he was young. Kai wouldn't admit it, but deep down he truly cared about his teammates. He took out his blue beyblade and launcher, loading it up and pulled on the ripcord to practice. 'I need to be the strongest there is' he thought, his eyes gazing at Dranzer.

When Adam was inside the dojo, he saw Jonouchi at the table tinkering with his beyblade. This caused Adam to study the body language, sensing that the inu-jin was keeping his emotions in check about something. He wasn't going to ask right away, but he wanted to know what happened to Kai's lover. "So, inventing some fancy gadget?" he said, smiling slightly at the taller teen and sat next to him.

Jonouchi had picked up a scent, and jumped slightly. The medication didn't kick in yet, but it would eventually. His brown eyes turned to gaze at Adam, surprised to see the other boy here. "Oh hey Adam," He smiled in return, seeing the raven haired boy sit next to him. "So, what can I do for you James Bond?"

Adam was about to respond, but sweatdropped at the reference Jonouchi made. Sure, he was stealthy due to his government training under his grandpa. He was in no panic, doing the missions he was assigned with, but he wanted to protect the world after what the evil organizations and masterminds like Borcloff were capable of. 'I take it that's my new nickname,' he thought, but regained his composure. "Sorry I startled you. I wanted to ask you something."

Jonouchi smiled slightly, seeing that his new friend didn't mean to cause him any harm. He showed concern like Takao and his other friends. "Ask away, I'm all ears," he quipped.

Adam wanted to form the words he wanted to say, thinking deeply. He wanted to tell Jonouchi that Kai told him what happened last year in the last Beyblade tournament. However, he felt that something was wrong when the other came back angry. He wanted to help, but he didn't want to put his nose in someone else's business. "I noticed when you came back, you were angry… What happened?" he asked, his words leaving concern.

Jonouchi responded to that as he felt his body tense, clenching Kuroiryu tightly. He lowered his glance, his eyes narrowing in hatred at the blonde man he bumped into. He remembered Slade's words pissed him off, and he wondered why the other didn't attack him. "It was Slade," He answered, his brown eyes locking onto Adam's. "He said some things that pissed me off. I don't know how he knows about…" He felt his body shake violently, his voice only getting louder and felt his body was going to burn up. However, he felt a hand on his shoulder. This caused him to calm down. Seeing the serious look on Adam's face caused his body to be at ease.

"Calm down Jonouchi," Adam said firmly, but in a sincere tone. He didn't want Jonouchi to black out, but he would help him. However, what shocked him was that Slade took a shot at Jonouchi and this made the older boy want to help his new teammate in any way. "Listen to me, I won't allow Slade to take another shot at you. Whatever his problem is, he can take it up with us."

Jonouchi bit his lower lip, wondering if he should tell Adam about what he did three years ago. He knew some people were subconsciously still hating his lover for using Black Dranzer to steal their bitbeasts. He even sacrificed Kuroiryu and his teammates' bitbeasts to increase Kai's power for Black Dranzer. Not only that, but he also defected from his own family to side with Kai, and this did not go well with Matoko. Sure, the giant inu-jin still held a grudge against Kai, but he gave Jonouchi the ultimatum of breaking up with Kai to rejoin or quit the team. 'To think we've been through so much,' he thought.

However, he just remembered that yesterday Adam told Max about his history in the Abbey in New York City. Sure, he and Rei eavesdropped onto that conversation and wanted to know more about Kai's former teacher. Though their suspicion was lowered down, but he didn't know Adam that well. Although he was open to tell him anything, and didn't mean any harm at all. "Adam, I think you should know something."

Adam looked at the blonde inu-jin, showing that he had his full attention and he wouldn't judge the young blader. "I'm all ears," he said, showing a smile, and would not judge his new friend.

"Three years ago in Russia, we were entering the World Championships to face Neo Borg. I don't need to get into details since you know Borcloff and his crazy schemes, but Kai was manipulated by him to use him as his ultimate weapon, and to wield Black Dranzer to steal other teams' bitbeasts," Jonouchi started to explain. "You know Max told you Kai was trained in the Abbey, but he was on Neo Borg as well… I also defected to that team, so I could be close to Kai. I sacrificed Kuroiryu and my team the Silver Wolves' bitbeasts to increase Black Dranzer's power. My teammate and best friend, Matoko was bitter and forced me to make a choice of breaking up with Kai to rejoin my team or leave… I chose to be with my family instead."

Adam frowned when he heard about the story, watching those events unfold on the television when he was only fourteen years old. He knew his student was cold and a loner by nature, but he never thought he'd steal other people's bitbeasts. The experience reminded him of what he did many years ago, being in Kai's position when he was forced to be on Russia's original world champion team, the Renegades. "… Jonouchi, I'm really sorry that you and Kai went through that experience. I really had hoped Kai would never follow in my footsteps, but I guess you can't control the roads people choose… Seven years ago, I was sneaking into the Abbey. It was the same one in Russia that Borcloff ran; this was under the stadium before everything got mysteriously moved. I was trying to find out what they wanted from me in the past. It turns out Borcloff and my uncle who was working for him at the time, wanted a strong blader to be their world champion.'

'Plus I found a file where Kai was in the Abbey when he was eight years old. I also looked up that my teammate and his brother were also trained in the Abbey, and taken in by Borcloff. He was in the same room as me, and I knew he wanted Demitri and Yuriy Ivanov back… So I offered myself to be in there place, and I'd do what he wanted. He told me I was to be his personal weapon, stealing people's bitbeasts. Unlike Kai, I felt guilt and regret for what I was doing, but I didn't want those around me to get hurt. I was able to get free, because I handed Hitoshi a number to call my grandfather. My best friend came through for me, but my grandfather gave us a Beyblade gear called Alpha parts that Demitri and Yuriy's late father created to beat the Renegades."

Jonouchi was surprised to hear that Adam was manipulated by Borcloff, and if he remembered correctly he remembered the Brave Bladers because he always stayed at Takao's house when he was about his best friend's age. Plus he always secretly watched Hitoshi and Adam practiced, remembering that back then he always said 'Blading was for babies'. In reality, he was secretly a beyblader himself, trying to earn some money to support his team. What shocked him the most was that he knew Yuriy, but he wasn't sure who the other red-haired Russian was, that appeared around the dojo for practice on some occasions. The fact that this Demitri was Yuriy's older brother, it made him wonder what happened to him.

"… I take it Slade was the captain of the Renegades?" He said, seeing a brief nod from the other.

"That story I told you… He knows but I don't know much. He said that I was abandoning my team, that I owe them, and that I shouldn't be on a team with 'humans'…" Jonouchi said softly, feeling his body shake violently against. "He also asked where Kai would leave me, the next time I'm used. Finally, he added will Kai turn me against everything I care about again and then take the last thing I have again."

Adam placed both hands on Jonouchi's shoulders, knowing the young inu-jin's pain now. His body tensed and his eyes narrowed to the floor, remembering when Slade took shots at him back in Russia, and manipulated Hitoshi into thinking he would use him like he used the older blonde. 'How dare he…It was Jonouchi's choice. Still, I was disappointed in Kai, but at least I know some things for now,' he thought, his midnight blue eyes on the other. "When you means by Slade practically spat out 'humans', you mean you and your team are inu-jins?" he inquired.

Jonouchi was shocked by Adam knowing his secret, but then again the raven haired boy knew where to scratch his ears. The blonde was tense at first, but he showed his canine fangs and floppy ears that were covered in golden fur. "So… You freaked out?" He asked, the blonde bangs covering his brown eyes.

Adam shook his head, smiling gently and sighed. "Oh Jonouchi, you silly pup. I had to put up with a teammate that was just like you," He explained, thinking he should tell Jonouchi about Inu-Yasha. "His name was Inu-Yasha, and boy he was a fiery flirt like you… However, he was a good friend and loyal to a fault. When me and the others were at the airport, I noticed that you had ears, but not pointy like my old teammate's. I never thought I'd see another one in public because I was certain that they were… extinct."

Jonouchi glanced up at Adam, picking up on a hint of sadness towards the end. He could tell that the experienced blader had an inu-jin companion, and he had known Inu-Yasha as well. He never got to tell anyone is all. Plus he knew about Inu-Yasha's once teammates, the Fang Clan led by Yamato Ishida. "Hey man, I'm still breathing and so are my teammates. We may be the only four inu-jins left, but we don't play dead," he smirked.

"… Does Kai know, about Slade that is?" Adam asked, knowing Jonouchi would eventually have to tell Kai the truth. He wondered why Jonouchi opened up to him instead of his student. After all, he was Kai's lover, right? "With all the stuff you'd told me, I'm imagine you'd tell Kai since he's your boyfriend and he'd do anything to help you."

Jonouchi sighed heavily, leaning back against his chair. Now it was back to Kai again? The blonde knew he had to tell Kai, and God knows the Russian would not give up. The dual-haired boy was determined to make sure he was safe. Since then, Kai had gotten better not as a person, but started to open up emotionally. "He's gonna ask when we're probably alone."

Adam nodded, knowing the other was right on the dot about that one. "You're right. Mind handing me that tuner?" He asked politely, taking out his black and red beyblade. His eyes turned to Jonouchi's beyblade, his midnight blue depths widened in shock to see Kuroiryu. He took the blonde's beyblade, comparing and contrasting the similarities and differences.

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In the wilderness of Canada, a group of young hockey players were practicing. However, unlike this group of players, they were using a beyblade that spun with grace, and each player was using a different style. The first blader was a young 15 year old girl, with long brown hair that stopped to her shoulder blades, light blue eyes, really busty and curved body, and stood about 5'4". She wore a dark purple jacket, with white trimming and maroon markings, a black jersey with white and silver lining, white and maroon forearm length gloves, dark gray pants, and black ice-skating shoes. She used her speed to her advantage, and used her hockey stick to move around her aqua-blue beyblade with blue markings, that held a fierce hawk bitbeast named Vulkanus.

"Heads up Jesse!" A voice called out in an easy-going tone, causing the brunette named Jesse Bishop to shoot her head up and moved to the side, and made her presumed teammate slip. He was a 17 year old boy, who had dark blonde hair that was in a mullet style and the length stopped to his neck, indigo eyes, a toned and strong body, and stood about 5'7". He wore a black jacket with blue markings and silver trimming, a dark blue jersey with gold trimming and long sleeves, baggy black cargo pants with the same markings like his jacket, a dark blue belt around his waist with a gold buckle, and dark blue gloves with black trimming. His beyblade was very dark gray with maroon and contained a falcon bitbeast named Krauseblitz.

Jesse turned her gaze, seeing his teammate's metallic blue and silver beyblade stop spinning. This caused her to respond with a sigh, offering her hand. "Matthew Nashblade, I swear you are one odd blader."

The blonde named Matthew raised an eyebrow, taking Jesse's hand and chuckled by good-nature. "Yeah, yeah, and you're the President of the United States," he quipped, picking up his metallic blue beyblade stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket. He was soon hoisted back up onto his feet, keeping his balance on the ice.

"It would be nice to have some hot chocolate," Another blader said, skating past the two teammates. He was 19 years old with short gray hair with slightly long bangs, an attribute he wore an eye patch over his left eye revealing a lone scar line in the middle and his right eye was dark green, a very strong build, and stood about 5'11". He wore a bluish-purple skintight jacket but zipped up to his neck, dark gray straps wrapped around his shoulders, a yellow belt around his waist with a black gemstone on it, blue-purple pants as well, and dark gray gloves with black patches on top of his gloves. He was practicing his fake out moves, and finally hit his pine-green beyblade with gray markings, it held a condor bitbeast named Scavenger.

Matthew couldn't help but grin at that thought, being at home reading some comics and enjoying some hot chocolate. "You hit the dart right on that one Trey McKnight my man," he said, high-fiving his older teammate, slapping his hand hard against the other's.

"So, is our fearless leader practicing by himself again?" Trey asked Matthew, referring to the blonde's older brother. His captain was the calm, intelligent, and caring member of their team the Steel Hawks. Lately though, he knew what the other was going through and wanted to prevent him from doing something he'd regret.

"I think I saw him go up in the mountains, and it isn't too far," Jesse informed the older blader, thinking that the Steel Hawks' captain could use some company

In the mountains of Canada was a 19 year old with lighter tone of blond hair. He had indigo blue eyes, a strong and toned physique, and stood about 5'10". The clothes he wore consisted of a white trench coat with maroon padding on the shoulders, and goldenrod markings on top of the shoulders, a pointed collar that was raised. The collar was purple on the outside and maroon on the inside of the entire trench coat, and the view exposed a V-styled opening revealing a midnight blue long sleeved shirt that clung to his upper body underneath the trench coat that was zipped up half-way. Jungle green straps around the wrists cuffs with gold buckles. He also wore turquoise cargo pants with two maroon stripes on both sides, purple gloves with gold trimming and silver markings, and white sneakers with lavender trimming and gold metal patches on the soles.

He had discovered a huge lake that was covered in solid ice, and would practice there honing his hockey and beyblading techniques. The platinum blonde man took off his shoes, putting his ice skates on and took out his beyblade from his trench coat pocket. It was a silver platinum beyblade, with turquoise and maroon wing markings, and it held his eagle bitbeast Canard. The older blader took his hockey stick, loading up his blade and hit the beyblade like a puck. Moving with such speed, he kept up with his blade's pace, hitting it with his stick.

The Canadian blader's body accepted the breeze, feeling the rush and felt proud of it. However, his mind was covered by bitter thoughts, an incident that happened many years ago. It was a time and place where he and his teammates were care-free and wanted to beyblade in their first tournament. However, one blader who was well known, went on a rampage after the champion was announced, and looked like he went mad with power. Also one person stopped him, but he had never seen that person, the former champion, or the Brave Bladers again.

"That's a unique style you have there," A voice complimented, causing the blonde to turn his glance. It was a tall and mysterious man, covered up in weird body clothing, but showed his short silver hair, a built body, and stood about 5'9". He wore a dark blue face mask with silver high-tech silver frame with an ear-piece microphone to his right side and red lenses, a dark blue body suit with the zipper from his upper body moved to the right and was covered by three red straps with yellow orange trimming, a red R crest on the right side of his chest, metallic blue belt with red markings around his waist with pouches. Light gray gloves with three sets of triangle pouches that were midnight blue as well, light gray boots that reached underneath his knee caps, and a flowing dark blue cape around his neck and the lining was maroon. "Andros Nashblade, was it?"

The platinum blonde Canadian tensed, but nodded his head in return. He picked up Canard, his indigo blue eyes on the other. "Still going for the superhero look I see?" He asked, smirking slightly.

The silver haired man lost his balance, falling to the ground anime style and regained himself up to stand. He pulled down his face mask, revealing Japanese man, who looked more like a youth in his late teens, but was 21 years old in reality, and charming blue eyes. "It's my outfit when I'm out patrolling. Besides, if I wanted to pull off the superhero gig I would've come up with a name," he answered, but smiled in return.

"What brings you out here to Canada?" Andros asked, knowing the other blader had a reason for being here.

The silver haired man was going to answer, but instead turned his gaze to see Andros' teammates claim up the steps to the mountain. He saw Matthew turn his glance to him, seeing the younger Nashblade brother grin at him. In the past, he always stuck by the code of honor and preferred to keep a clean game. He went to his utility belt, opening one of the pouches that held an envelope and a scrap of paper with a phone number on it. "I've come to invite you all to a tournament hosted by Jin." He explained, extending his hand out. "And you're welcome to team up or add any additional bladers to the team."

Matthew ran up eagerly to snatch the envelope and scrap of paper, ripping it open and took out the paper. It explained where the tournament would be, the time, and how many teams would be entering. "Dude, we should so enter this tournament!" he exclaimed, a big grin on his lips as he felt his blood pump with excitement.

Trey crossed his arms, leaning against the rock near him, and thought about this. Andros had been hit hard by the last tournament. The gray haired Canadian lost an air, risking his life to save his captain's. All he wanted was to see his teammates, and not be struck with tragedy. It got a hold of the man he admired and it turned him into something on the inside that he wasn't. "I don't know; the last tournament wasn't so good," he replied matter-of-factly.

Andros went over to his little brother's side, gazing at the number in his hand and saw a name that had 'Brooklyn Masefield' written on it. He raised an eyebrow, remembering the match and that he saw a certain bluenette battle him. However, he saw Takao's older brother there, making the platinum blonde Canadian fill with bitter hatred for the loss of many innocents that were just regular people and bladers. It surprised him that the younger Kinomiya didn't snap like his older brother, and admired the young boy. If he was going to be entering, then he would get a chance to meet and confront Hitoshi.

"Alright Ryu, we accept your invitation and tell Jin we'll be honored." Andros spoke up, confirming his answer to the silver haired blader.

The silver haired man named Ryu Yagami smiled, pressing a button and a small portal opened up. "Good. And just so you know, I'll be in the tournament as well," he informed them, stepping into it and the portal disappeared in a flash.

Jesse blinked, wondering what just happened, and shook her head. She would worry about the whole 'Back to the Future' gadget thing later. Right now, her eyes were on her captain, seeing he had that look in his eyes. "Andros, I know you want to get back at him, but don't do something you'll regret," she said softly.

Andros knew Jesse was right. He didn't want to destroy Hitoshi. However, that anger was still inside him. He remembered Hitoshi was so kind, laid-back, and someone who you'd call a best friend. That day changed though, and his relationship with him as a blader was severed for good. Also, he joined BEGA to help with this Borcloff character's team, and it was his fault for not helping Brooklyn psychologically. "Matthew, hand me the number. It's time we welcomed Brooklyn into our fold."

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In a small town, Brooklyn and Garland were in the place where Brooklyn presumed to be born in. Everyone seemed friendly enough, and casually greeted the two bladers of BEGA. Garland took the initiative to find out about his lover's past and wanted to help him in any way. From what Brooklyn had told him, he was found by Borcloff in Canada, and found out his heritage was Canadian. Also, the ginger haired blader was continuing to practice religiously after discovering his blader spirit. Even though he lost to Takao last year, it sparked an inspiration that Brooklyn desired to one day be a professional blader in his own right.

"Brooklyn, is anything coming to you?" Garland asked, his lavender eyes on his lover.

Brooklyn made a 'Hmph' sound and shook his head. He didn't feel any memories come flowing into him right away. Sure, he felt something in this town, but he couldn't place his finger on it. "Sorry Garland, but I feel nothing," he said, keeping his emotions in check. Ever since Hitoshi brought out that terrifying side of him he made sure he would never go through that awful experience again. This time he had teammates and friends who truly cared about him, and he felt comfortable in his own skin for the first time in years.

In the distance, the four teammates of the Steel Hawks were walking back in the small town however Matthew was running like crazy, having thrown a snowball at Jesse. The young brunette was chasing after the mischievous older boy, and growled in frustration. "You are so dead pretty boy!" She yelled in a comical way, leaping at Matthew.

Matthew dodged the fiery young teammate, grinning slightly and yelped when she caught up. He increased his speed, trying to outrun Jesse. The blonde Canadian bumped into someone else, and helped up the older man.

Garland had felt someone bump into him, losing his balance. However, with his quick reflexes due to his experience in martial arts, he put one hand on the ground, flipping as he landed gracefully on both feet and his eyes landed on Matthew, tensing slightly.

"Sorry about that dude, I didn't see you there," Matthew apologized, grinning sheepishly. His eyes landed on the couple, instantly recognizing the pair from BEGA. He was about to shout to his teammates until he yelped in a girlish way when Jesse tackled him.

"Now I got you," Jesse smirked, having a look that said 'It's time to pay the penalty Matthew' expression on her face. It was gone when she gazed up, seeing the couple and instantly stood up, picking up Matthew from the slowly ground. "Sorry about that. My teammate was acting 'immaturely; and hasn't caught up to his age yet.

Matthew scowled, sticking out his tongue at the other childishly and crossed his arms. He saw his big brother and Trey walk by and he pulled Andros' arm. He explained that he and Jesse found Brooklyn, and this surprised his older brother. Oh well, they didn't need to dial that number after all.

"Sorry about the sudden rushing around. Allow me to make the introductions." The enthusiastic blonde said, going to a nearby trash can, using his hands to tap on it to add a 'drum roll'. "My name is Matthew Nashblade."

Trey smiled, shaking his head and chuckled in amusement. Even after five years, Matthew still made it a tendency to add humor to anything, and it lightened the Steel Hawks' brooding nature. "I'm Trey McKnight."

Jesse brushed off the snow off her pants and jacket, smiling gently at the two older men. "I'm Jesse Bishop, and it's nice to meet you two."

Andros walked up to the two, bringing out his hand. "I'm Matthew's older brother, Andros Nashblade. I'm the captain of the Steel Hawks," he introduced himself.

Brooklyn glanced up at the taller blader, bringing out his hand and smiled back kindly. When he took the hand, he instantly felt the other's emotions. He had accessed his mind, seeing that the man was bitter and angry on the inside, but cared about those around him. He could feel that he had some unknown history with his former coach and that there was some tournament going on. "It is an honor to meet you Andros." He said, motioning to Garland. "This is teammate, Garland Siebald," he introduced the Canadian to his martial arts lover.

Garland nodded his hand, taking Andros' hand and smiled back as well. "The Steel Hawks huh? I've heard about you guys, but I'm curious… Why did you stop beyblading?"

Trey saw Andros tense at that question, walking over to his captain and placed a hand on his shoulder. "How about we save that story for another time? What brings you to our small town?" He asked, hoping to change the subject.

Brooklyn was hesitant at first, but seeing how this team lived in the village before him, maybe they could ask around town. "Well, you see Garland was doing some research on my past, and I hoped to find answers. However, he insisted that I practice my beyblading skills. Before any of the research, it was after the Justice Five Tournament we… got together, and I told him what Borcloff told me, that I was found here in this village. Garland took the initiative to do so, doing the research, and discovered that I was actually Canadian from an anonymous source," he explained, his sea green eyes on the four bladers. "So now I'm looking for any link to my past, such as who my parents were, and this town is the only link I have."

Andros took Brooklyn's story, feeling a kindred spirit and wanted to welcome the ginger-haired prodigy with open arms. He wanted to help Brooklyn in any way, feeling that his team was like a flock of birds, and nobody would get left behind. "We'll help you in any way we can. Although we wanted to ask you a… favor," he spoke. His teammates' eyes were on him, especially Trey's. He saw that look that said 'Don't use Brooklyn to get back at Hitoshi and you're a better man than him' look. It caused the hockey captain to soften slightly, nodding at his gray haired teammate and turned his attention to Brooklyn.

"There's a tournament coming up being held by Jin, and we were wondering if you'd like to join the team until it's over."

Brooklyn had a feeling Andros would ask him that question. Just the thought of being away from Garland would be somewhat tough. He desired to get stronger, gain some experience, and form bonds with his home country. Sure, Garland was always there for him, including the other BEGA bladers. Brooklyn wanted to venture out on his own, and he glanced at Garland. 'Garland, I know you feel the same way I do,' he thought, but he gave him that reassured look and good-natured smile. Turning his gaze back to the captain, he extended out his hand. "Andros Nashblade, I accept your invitation, and I would be honored to be on the Steel Hawks for the time being."

Garland smiled slightly, proud to see Brooklyn make progress of not only taking the steps to be a pro blader, but slowly gain friendships from different bladers. He heard his cell phone ring, taking it out of his pocket and saw it was Moses that was calling. The silver haired blader wondered what it could be, and flipped it open. "Hello Moses, how are you doing?" He asked, hearing out the giant's words and nodded with what he heard.

"Interesting…Tell them that BEGA declines. Trust me, BEGA was Borcloff's idea, but we'll see each other. Okay, and tell your sister I said hi," He assured his teammate, and sighed slightly before hanging up. 'If Brooklyn enters, I want to see what his beyblading spirit is like and how much experience he will gain,' he thought, putting his cell phone back into his pocket. He turned his eyes to his lover. "Moses got an envelope, seeing that BEGA was invited to a beyblade tournament held by Jin."

Brooklyn was wondering what Moses was talking to Garland about, and for some strange reason, his conscience was telling him something wasn't right. However, he knew that whoever was behind this tournament, that mastermind's plan would fail just like Borcloff's. "Well, it is good to hear from one of our former teammates," He smiled, thinking the taller blader was noble and caring for his little sister.

Matthew smiled, seeing these two were going to be staying for awhile and his smile widened. Now that they had a new team member, he was going to enjoy the thrills and excitement. "Anyway, we gotta show you our cool team logo on the back of our jackets," he said, turning around to the back to reveal a silver hawk on the back, with a red triangle behind it, two hockey sticks in an X position behind the hawk, the words 'Steel' on top and 'Hawks' on the bottom with blue letters.

Jesse sighed, shaking her head as she did the same. Soon Trey and Andros were showing their team logo to Brooklyn. Brooklyn smiled lightly, thinking he could use a team logo to update his white trench coat. "Well, I do want my coat to be updated with your team logo, if that's okay with your captain?"

Andros smiled, nodding his head and would have Trey get the man who sewed the team logo on their respective jackets onto Brooklyn's. It would be interesting, after five years of not being in any tournaments, the Steel Hawks would rise back up and spread their wings with grace and valor. "Why not? We'd be happy to have a new member on the team with our logo."