Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or a bra that fits properly.

Hello everyone! After I'm done typing this chapter, I will be working on THE VERY LAST chapter of Borderline...you have no idea how happy I am to move on and finish some of my other stories. It's so exciting because this is the first story over 5 chapters I have ever finished! :)

So thank-you to Angel Devastation (missed you girl, glad to have you back), Demons of the arch angel, Tyka's Flower, R. (sorry that I missed you in the last chapter, I typed your name, then spell check edited you out :'( ) FlamingIce94, Violet Hiwatari and Senseless for all the amazing reviews. I can feel your hate for Boris...I really can.

Warnings: Lots of action, a few upsetting scenes. Kittens, tissues and possibly a nail file for all you nail biters might be necessary.

I would say enjoy...but I think you rather yell at me instead.


They all attempted to shield their eyes as a bright light pierced their irises, as they heard Boris' evil voice cackling all around them. "Hahahahahaha, welcome to Level 1, boys!"

Slowly the lights dimmed, and when their eyes finally adjusted, they found themselves surrounded by an army of spider-like robots. As the machines advanced, the team backed up until they could feel each other's solid, comforting warmth pressed up against their backs.

"Well this seems familiar." said Ray as he reached for his launcher.

"Yeah. Gideon did this to us in the battle tower." confirmed Max as he readied his blade.

Tyson gritted his teeth, "Same dirty tricks. They're going to try and force us to wear down our blades."

"So what should we do?" asked Rick, as the circle of robots advanced closer.

"Just leave this to us." said Ian.

"What?!" said Max, as all eyes fell on Ian and Spencer. "You can't do that!"

"There's too many!" agreed Ray, urging the Russian's to change their minds.

"We weren't called the Demolition Boys for nothing." scoffed Ian as he readied his launcher.

"Yeah, you guys just go on ahead." said Spencer as he inserted his ripcord, "Go find that little guy."

Tyson was speechless. He never would have believed in a million years that Spencer and Ian would be the first to sacrifice themselves for their sakes.

"Be careful." warned Hiro. "You might have 30 seconds of rest between each attack wave."

"Yeah, yeah. Shut-up and get moving." ordered Ian.

"Thanks guys. We owe you one!" said Tyson.

"GO!" demanded Spencer.

The others nodded and Ray and Max launched their blades at the drones.

"Howling Claw!"

"Guardian Tsunami!"

Drigger's attack sliced a pathway through the army, and Draciel's attack put up two massive walls of water to keep the pathway clear, holding off the robots.

Bryan whistled. "Damn Maxie, never knew you were Moses." A chuckle escaped Rick's lips, as Kai glared at the Falborg-wielder. "What?"

"You actually paid attention in that bible studies class, but can't make your blade put up a decent defense?"

The silver-haired blader shrugged his shoulders. "Bible studies wasn't that bad."

Tyson sweat-dropped. "Neither of you have any plans on going to Heaven, do you?"

"Hey guys!" They all looked over to Max, who was clearly straining to keep the walls of water standing. "This isn't as easy as it looks!"

Tyson rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Oops. Sorry Max!" They all rushed through the gap and quickly escaped through the door on the other side of the room, leaving Ian and Spencer alone. They were standing back-to-back and they quickly put on the gas masks that Kai had given them earlier.

"How honourable of you boys to sacrifice yourselves. Honourable, but foolish." Boris stepped out from the shadows, his red goggles gleaming dangerously in the light. "But I'll show you some mercy, after all, the two of you were some of my top students. Come join me, and help crush Tyson and his friends. Just name your price."

Ian chuckled. "No thanks Boris. We're done being you're pawns. Let it rip!" He and Spencer released their blades and they started smashing through the enemy's defenses.


Meanwhile, the others were running through the narrow, dark, hallways of the ship with Tyson leading the group. Kai's hand suddenly shot out and pulled back the youth. "Hey, what gives?!" shouted the bluenette.

"You almost stepped on a trigger wire!" Sure enough, just one step away, was a thin, black wire that was nearly invisible to the naked eye.

"Woah. Nice save Kai." Tyson carefully stepped over the wire, but the ground under his foot shifted. "...Crap."

Lasers shot at them from all directions. The bladers broke into a full sprint, hoping to outrun the ship's targeting system. Halfway down the hallway, Max tripped on his shoelace and fell to the floor.

"Max!" cried Tyson, turning around, but Rick had already leaped into action. The large American ran back down the hallway, quickly scooping the small blonde male off the floor and threw the light body over his muscular shoulder before quickly catching up with the others.

When they finally reached the end of the hallway and safe behind a steel wall, Rick set Max down on his feet and asked, "Are you okay?"

The blue-eyed boy smiled. "Yeah, thanks to you!"

Tyson looked at Kai. "...Maybe this time you should go first."

"Hn. You think?" Carefully he peeked behind the wall and saw a hallway loaded with motion-sensing launchers. Damn... "The next hallway is riddled with launchers that will launch anything from low-grade beyblades, to beyblades that are quite literally, on fire. We need to take them all out."

"Why don't you just use your heat vision?" asked Tala.

"Every time I use my powers, it drains Dranzer's power. It's a last resort." explained the dual-haired blader.

Hiro crossed his arms over his chest. "So what do we do?"

Brooklyn stepped forward. "Relax guys, I got this one." Everyone watched the ginger as he casually stepped out from behind the protective wall, Hiro tensing when all launchers shifted themselves so they were aimed directly at his boyfriend. Brooklyn's eyes glowed green for a fraction of a second and all the launchers went limp.

"Woah! What did you do?!" questioned Max in awe.

"I used the extensive powers of my mind to turn off the sensors." explained Brooklyn nonchalantly as he yawned lazily.

Tyson looked at Kai. "New plan: He goes first."


With Brooklyn using his powers, the next hallways were much easier to get through than the first. They soon found themselves at a door, which Brooklyn opened. Jaws dropped as they saw multiple jagged, twisted hallways before them.

"What's this Boris? Ran out of lab rats?" asked Kai coolly.

"Hehehehehe. Welcome to Level 3 boys!" cackled the maniac.

"I'm getting really tired of running around here for your sick entertainment. Just give us our friend back!" shouted Tyson.

"Upon the slim chance that you do make it to the end, we will negotiate terms. Good luck gentlemen."

Ray glanced at Kai. "So what should we do? It might take us hours or eve days to get through this maze."

"There's another way." said the Russian as he looked at Tyson and glance up at the ceiling.

Tyson immediately got the hint. "I'm on it!" Tapping into Dragoon's powers of flight, his feet lifted off the ground and he started gliding up the 25ft wall. However, about halfway up, he hit a barrier of electricity, screaming out in pain as thousands of volts of electric current passed through his lean body. It felt like thick, hot water was rippling under his skin. His blood vessels felt like they were about to burst and he could feel his heart thud at a wicked pace against his ribcage. His stomach did a somersault as he felt himself fall...

A large pair of strong arms encircled him and prevented him from hitting the ground.

"Tyson!"

It felt like he had been frozen from the inside out, every breath he took was clear and cool.

"Tyson!"

He slowly opened his eyes, concerned ruby stared back at him. "Are you okay?"

"Need...a...minute..." Every word he spoke was slurred.

Kai sighed with relief. Tyson was at least conscious and talking, meaning his heart hadn't stopped beating. But despite him being electrocuted, they couldn't afford to waste any more time. Without another word, he repositioned Tyson so he was carrying him on his back. "Our best course of action now is to split up."

Ray nodded. "Max, Rick and I will go right."

"We'll take the left hallway then." said Hiro. "You, Tala and Bryan take the centre hallway. Leave a mark at every turn you make so we can avoid going around in circles and easily find each other, if necessary. If one of us finds an exit, release your bitbeast. Any questions?" he asked, his brown eyes analyzing the group for anyone who seemed confused.

"Just one question: What do we mark the walls with?" asked Bryan.

"There's...markers...in my...pants pocket." panted Tyson, still feeling the effects of being electrocuted. Max reached into said pocket and pulled out a green, orange and blue marker.

"Alright, we'll take green, Kai's team is blue and Hiro's team is orange." said the blonde as he handed each team their assigned colours before they wished each other luck and went in their separate ways.


Once the others were out of earshot, Brooklyn asked his boyfriend, "I'm surprised that you didn't volunteer to go with Tyson and the Sourpuss."

"Kai and I don't see eye-to-eye on a lot of things. He would be questioning every move I made and we wouldn't get anywhere." the Kinomiya explained.

"I see. So you don't like him because he questions you." Brooklyn said, smirking.

Hiro crossed his arms. "It's not that. He's just untrustworthy. His grandfather was Boris' employer. He's shown on multiple occasions that the only thing he cares about his himself and his own interests."

"Well, if that's the way you feel." said Brooklyn lazily, putting his hands in the pockets of his white trench coat.

"You disagree?"

"All I know is, when I was battling Kai back in the BEGA tournament, he was battling for more than just himself out there. When Zeus's attack hit him, for a split second, I could feel Tyson's presence on the battlefield as well."

"What are you saying?"

"Oh boy, you know you can be so dense sometimes, right? What I'm saying is that, regardless if you trust Kai or not, he and Tyson are bonded. And judging from Kai's actions the last few months, I don't think he's going anywhere."

"Hmph. All Kai's self interests are is battling Tyson and getting into his pants. Once he does that, watch him disappear."

Brooklyn sighed. Man, his boyfriend was in such denial.

"Hold up. Looks like we have company."

Brooklyn looked up just in time to watch two figures jump down from the walls, blocking their path.

"This is the end of the line for you gentlemen."


Meanwhile, on the other side of the maze, Ray, Max and Rick were keeping themselves occupied with a game.

"Dad!"

"Dickenson!"

"Defense Ring!"

They had started shouting out words that started with the letter "D" to keep track of each other as they explored the various passage ways and corridors of the maze until...

"Dead End!"

"Dead End!"

"Ditto!"

They all regrouped and Max placed a large, green "X" over the entrance of each of the passage ways before continuing down the corridor that they originally started on.

ROAR!

Stopping dead in their tracks, the trio looked up to see Metal Drigger battling some sort of lion bitbeast. "Should we go help them?" asked Max.

"No, but we should start heading that way anyway. The closer we get to the end of the maze-"

"-The tighter security will be." finished Ray. "Let's go."

The trio quickly changed directions, going down a hallway towards the beybattle, when suddenly the floor gave way underneath them, and the three of them were swallowed by a pit of darkness.


I think that's a good place to leave off for now. Yes, it's short, I could easily type in another 5 pages (my original notes tell me to), but I'm going to break this up.

Basically this whole "arc" is 2 shittily-written chapters. I think it does us all some good if I break them all into smaller bits and add a shitton of detail instead. I'll aim for 2,000 words a chapter :) Please leave a review!