Neb: Domori seems to be stronger than ever now thanks to his Meteor Draconids. Not only that, but after the events that had taken place in Beyblade Sin and in previous chapters of the Clash of Dragons, he has set up several rivals who want to overcome him as a challenge. Well he hasn't beaten Free or Aiger in either of these stories, and Lui has disappeared for now, but there are plenty of other challengers to deal with. his sister Sin is one of them, she may be off in America but she'll make a trip back to Japan just to face him. Valt, Dante, and Delta of course are looking for a chance to beat Domori. Not to mention there was drama Domori had going on with his old team the Beyblasters, and his former students Crystal and Komoto. Not to mention there will be new challenges ahead and Domori is sure among them is the blader who can get stronger during a battle.
After a long flight back to Japan, Domori had finally made it home. The sun was already setting so he figured his parents' businesses would be closing soon. Though they might stay in their offices until midnight so his father can finish looking over car blueprints and his mom can print up new menus for the new month. With his sister in Japan and his aunt having a place of her own he'd be coming back home to an empty house. He sighed before continuing to walk forwards. Like any of that matters right now, he was use to the isolation growing up. His family was always busy and he and his sister had different interests outside of beyblade. Domori turned his head as he heard blades clashing against each other. Maybe his house can wait, it sounded like a battle was going on. Domori headed over to the local park where he saw several younger kids battling against each other with store bought models. At least the younger kids in his neighborhood still had a passion for the game. Domori remembered that he had to go to several other neighborhoods in order to find new rivals to face. Not to mention he met his old team the Beyblasters a who town over.
"Hey Mr," one of the kids bowed. "Are you looking to battle?"
The kid had blonde hair and blue eyes, but in spite that he looked Japanese. Maybe he had an English ancestor. Maybe for the blue eyes, but Domori could tell by the roots of the kid's hair he dyed it blonde.
"Mr?"
"Call me Domori," Domori spoke up. "Sure, let's see what you got."
"The name is Hiro," the kid grinned. "My Striking Habrok will blow you away!" The kid, Hiro, pulled out a red beyblade that's outer layer resembled a hawk avatar.
"Careful Hiro," one of the kids responded. "You don't know how strong this guy could be."
"Don't let that deter you," Domori shook his head. "Always strive to be stronger." Domori held up his own blade ready to fight. "My Meteor Draconids is also ready to strike true!"
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"Let it rip," they both yelled.
As expected the kid did a basic launch, which to be fair was a skill in itself. Most kids his age would normally try to copy some fancy launch they saw on tv and wind up missing the arena. But this kid hovered over the arena in a kneeling position to make sure it went in.
Domori's launch was right hand with minimal power put into it. To be honest he doubted weather Hiro had any actual talent or control of resonance, but only time will tell.
"Go Habrok, hit him with Wing Crash!"
The shape of the blade was round like most blades, but had two opened contact points on the sides. Those must be the wings, though they weren't like turbo wings that came with a burst prevention system, instead they were a part of the energy layer itself.
"Inspired by Valt's wing whip huh," Domori figured. "Not enough though! Meteor Sword Uproar!" His own blade glowed blue as it shot through the arena crashing through Habrok with ease.
"W-what?", the kid responded as he saw his blade fly out of the arena.
"Not bursted? That's pretty rare defense for an attack type?"
The kid grunted as he reloaded his blade into his launcher.
"You don't need to tell me, that's a defense type forge disk on an attack type beyblade? An interesting combination, but I would have went with a straight attack type design to max out the damage."
"Don't make fun of me," the kid yelled as he got heated. He held his launcher behind himself this time, acting on instinct alone.
"What's with that stance Hiro?", the other kid responded.
Domori couldn't help but grin as his resonance begun to flare up. "I like your spirit kid, show me how much stronger that stance change will make you."
"Time out," a young girl called out.
Domori's resonance calmed down and he turned to her.
She ran over to Hiro who was equally confused with a plastic toolbox full of beyblade parts. "He made a good point earlier about the forge disk, I've got an attack type wing forge disk that I think Habrok would enjoy more."
"You can't just interrupt a battle like that," Hiro yelled at her.
"I was just trying to help," she cried.
"I'll allow it," Domori shook his head. "Go ahead and change your parts out." Domori traded his regular launcher for his sword launcher. "And I'll do the same."
"Hiro," the other kid responded shocked. "This guy is a problem, you don't want to face him."
"Beat it," Domori growled at the timid kid. "If you aren't there to support Hiro like the girl is, then there's no place for you here."
"Don't be cold to him," the girl then yelled at Domori, but then she felt intimidated by the angered cold look in Domori's eyes.
Domori could feel one of his other personas was finally taking control again, but what did Hiro have that brought it out that Valt couldn't? No it was a combination of things. Fighting Hiro who acts on instincts and Hiro having a friend who new beyblade parts. Their teamwork made Domori excited to face them, but the other kid who just whines on the sidelines his Domori's old friends did. That was what brought out his other persona, the mean side of Domori usually only comes out when a supposed friend gets in the way of letting someone get stronger.
"If I win you have to apologize to Juli and Kabi," Hiro growled.
"One point down," Domori responded with a scowl. "Let's get this over with."
"What's up with this guy," Hiro thought. "He was excited and menacing before, but now he just seems like a bored jerk."
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"Let it rip," they both yelled.
The kid on instinct used his behind his back launch. Domori on the other hand went for a low sweep right handed launch with his sword launcher.
Both blades hit the arena, but this time both blades glowed blue and red as they clashed against each other.
"W-what is happening?", Hiro wondered.
"Don't let your focus waver," Domori shook his head. "Push through it!"
"Push through? Push through Habrok, Wing Crash!"
"Draconic Sword Slash!"
This time it was a burst finish as Hiro's beyblade fell apart.
"Oh no," Hiro groaned.
"I told you," the other boy, Kabi shook his head with a shrug.
"And what would you know," Domori growled, scaring the kid to hid behind Hiro. He sighed before picking up his blade to leave. Before he did he turned to the girl, Juli. "I'm sorry for scaring you. Your doing a great job. Make sure you strengthen your own blade as well as you do your friends." With that Domori left the three children confused by what just occurred.
It was now dark out as Domori found himself five minutes away from his house. "Finally," he grunted as buildings begun to look familiar. Maybe he shouldn't have walked all the way here, but it was good exercise and he did get to have a battle because of it.
"What good is a battle, if your opponent is a loser!"
"Shut up," Domori yelled allowed as he punched a lamp post. He grunted in pain as he checked his hand for damages. He sighed in relief when it wasn't as bad as last time. The time when he was locked in the refrigerated walk in. "I've got to stop doing that." He groaned before continuing his walk to his house. Then he suddenly got nervous, not because of his hand and not because of his behavior, but why? He was getting the feeling he was being followed. Domori turned around to see someone around his age 15, but they were wearing a black cloak covering their head and body, and a golden mask. "Who are you supposed to be?"
"I am Concealed," the masked blader responded.
Domori raised a brow, as the voice was to deep to be the Concealed he remembered from the last tournament he was in. "Is this a joke? You're not Candice..."
"No I'm a different mask blader," the masked boy shook his head. "But I hold the same legacy. At least, I don't hold it alone." Concealed revealed his spring loaded Gamma beyblade.
"Changeling I presume," Domori figured.
"Retribution Changeling if you will," Concealed chuckled. "But now's not the time to face you with it. After all, your only battling children."
"If talking is all you know how to do, then Candice was the better Concealed," Domori shook his head. "She stayed quiet the whole game until she finally found her target. So either I'm your target, or your a bad impersonator."
"Brat," the boy growled.
"And if I'm your target, what's holding you back from battling me," Domori grinned as he confidence restored.
"I'm going to make you eat your words."
"Follow me to my backyard," Domori instructed. "I have an arena just for us."
The two of them headed to Domori's house and into his backyard where the beyblade stadium stood after all this time. Domori figured the next time he saw it, it'd be covered in leaves, but it looks like Sin was using it when she was here.
"Are you ready to face Retribution?"
"Are you ready to lose the stupid mask and cloak," Domori grinned. This guy was much different than the kid, Hiro, that Domori fought earlier. His dark resonance radiated off of himself with extra malice. "Just so you know, Candice got the spring loaded beyblade design off of my blueprints. That Changeling of yours is just a pale imitation of my Draconids." Domori's grin grew wider as he saw that dark aura grow even further as it seeped around the arena. "Good, give me a fight worth having."
"Don't hold back now," Concealed responded through his mask. "I wouldn't want you to disappoint us both!"
Domori switched to a left handed sword launch. "I wouldn't dream of it," Domori grinned.
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"Let it rip," they both yelled.
Both blades hit the arena hard as they both spun out of control around the stadium, creating scrapes and scratches even on the concrete.
"This is what I'm talking about," Domori yelled with glee. "Let's go with Draconic Sword Slash!"
Meteor Draconids hit the opposing blade at full force sending it into the air, but not bursting it.
"Rain down darkness Changeling," Concealed called out at the blade begun to open up in the air.
Changeling's true power was to morph during battle. Candice, Sin's old rival who went by the name Concealed, had several different stages to her transformation, including unloading a second beyblade. But this one was different, it released two axe heads out of it's sides when it was in the air.
"Now my blades are locked in place," Concealed called out. "Let's go with Double Head Guillotine!" His blade then let gravity do the work as it made it's way towards Meteor Draconids hitting it from above on top of the energy layer. Sparks were flying as the two blades clashed against each other.
Domori grinned as he saw his blade extend. "Now for the plot twist!" With the blade fully extended Draconids shifted in weight moving away from the blade that was attacking it. Then his own blade crashed into a wall pushing the blade inwards.
"W-what did you just do?"
"I healed all that precious damage you did to me," Domori laughed. "I'm guess Double Headed means there's a single headed axe mode to your beyblade? Does that mean I hit your blade so hard that it went straight to it's final form?"
"Shut up," Concealed growled. "You arrogant bastard, you don't know anything!"
"I know enough, to say it's over," Domori called out. "Meteor Sword Uproar!"
With that last attack Changeling bursted.
"No, no, no! Just kidding," Concealed grinned.
Domori noticed the axe blades and the ring around the beyblade had come off Changeling.
"Look how scared you are," Concealed laughed. "My burst prevention system is detachable armor you fool! Now Changeling!"
"Dra-Conids!", Domori called out.
Both of their avatars emerged, the blue dragon with the crystal sword, and a bladed tarantula like beast crawling out of the darkness.
"Send him to oblivion!", Concealed ordered as his blade smacked against it's own armor sending it flying at Draconids.
"I won't falter," Domori called out. "My Draconids and I are the strongest there is!" Draconids took the hit no problem and headed straight for Changeling with an extended bladed. "Go... go... what is happening!" Domori felt his darkness taking over. "Not now!"
"Rip him to pieces Shadow Draconids," Shadow Domori grinned as his blade crashed through Changeling doing more damage then just bursting it. Shadow Domori laughed as a flow of darkness emerged from his beyblade covering the arena. "You really thought you could be just like me!"
"W-what are you?", Concealed responded in fear. He grabbed as many of his beyblade pieces as he could and ran.
Shadow Domori smiled as he looked down at the arena. "Oh look, he left us a present." Shadow Domori picked up the Axe armor and laughed. "I will let you have your fun with Meteor Draconids for now Domori, but soon I will take over. Then all shall run in fear just as your masked foe did!"