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Beyblade Burst Eternals
Chapter 1: The Soaring Beast! Wind Pegasus
Chapter 2: Sekhmet’s Blazing Defense! Fire Burst!
Chapter 3: The Black Knight! Negative Perseus!
Chapter 4: The Scarlet Surprise! Shu Kurenai!
oh no i just woke up and two years have passed where am i what happened
Chapter 1: The Soaring Beast! Wind Pegasus
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Zephyr Hagane, ten-year-old granddaughter of Gingka Hagane, tentatively pulled a long string out of a black plastic rectangle, and then let go, sending it snapping back. A gear at the bottom of the launcher spun. “Thanks for the launcher, but is the new Pegasus done yet?” She asked, smiling at taller man who was tinkering with something that was creating lots of sparks. Thomas Amano, son of Madoka Amano, responded, “Almost. Patience, little one.”
Zephyr ran her fingers along the counter. A few minutes later, she asked again. “Is it done yet?”
Thomas sighed and looked at her. “I will tell you when I’m done.” He did something else, sending sparks flying across the desk. “Done.” He handed her the bey. “Meet Wind Pegasus 7Meteor Iron’.” Wind Pegasus was a somewhat round bey, with three wide blades protruding from it, and a small spike between each. It was a deep, translucent blue, with black details creating the side view of a horse-like face and wide wings on either side of it. An angled red eye was etched into Pegasus’ face.
Zephyr smiled and eagerly popped it onto the new launcher. Then, she tugged the cord out of the launcher, sending it flying into the stadium. Pegasus bounced once, and when it hit the stadium, its intense blue trail appeared as it rocketed around the stadium with extreme speed and force. Pegasus’ circle began to shrink as it slowly tilted off-balance, until eventually it was scraping the stadium in the center and rolled to a halt.
Zephyr’s eyes widened at the untapped power within her bey. “Do you have any idea how to get Pegasus to, um, not do that?”
Thomas kneeled down to her height, and gently grabbed the launcher. “I think the issue with that was your launch. Your hand was unsteady, so you need to fix that by holding the launcher perfectly level. Once you can become stronger at launching like that, you can try all the fancy angled launches and stuff.” Zephyr nodded as she grabbed it back.
Holding it as steady and flat as possible, she launched Wing Pegasus, sending it flying into the stadium, just as fast as before, only this time, it remained in a perfect circle, until it eventually slowed to a halt. Happy with her Beyblade, she eagerly skipped out of the man’s shop.
An hour later, she had a group of kids from school around her, and she was showing off her new bey, when her best friend, Sandy chimed in. “Hey, I got a bey too! Check out my defense-type Ignite Sek-Sech-Seek-Sook-Sekhmet!” He held up his Beyblade, a dark green bey. White details were etched into it, creating the figure of the front of a jaguar’s head with its jaw open, filled with the outline of jagged teeth. It was boasting the fearsome combo of Hurricane Twister. “Do you want to battle me?”
Zephyr grinned. “Yes!” The group of kids were huddled near a stadium, so the two bladers quickly walked over to the stadium. “Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Two years later, Zephyr and Sandy were battling again, this time in the final battle of the Local Tournament. The winner of the tournament, and the runner-up, would go on to compete in the Regional Tournament, and then the District Tournament, the biggest tournament in America. They also had a team section, for several teams. None of the teams had to have battled in a prior tournament.
Sekhmet made a beeline for the center, quickly locking it down. “Sekhmet! Hold down the center with our Flame Shield!” Sekhmet’s aura materialized around it, as its beast formed around Sandy. Sekhmet was a humanoid creature covered in dark green fur with completely orange eyes, and an elongated lioness-like face, with long black fangs and small, sharp white teeth between both. The beast wore emerald armor, and wielded a long-staffed hammer with a shimmering orange head and an emerald set into the end of the staff.
Pegasus shot toward it, slamming into Sekhmet. A wave of flame energy emanated from the center to the outer ring of it, blasting Pegasus into the air. “Pegasus! Let’s use our new special move! Star Crash!” Glowing a deep blue, Pegasus crashed into it with extreme force. Sandy roared, “Sekhmet, counter that! Flame Burst!”
Sekhmet seemed to shrink a little, and then shot in a spiral pattern outward, flinging Pegasus into a wall. Pegasus bounced off, and then slashed back at Sekhmet. “Winged Strike!” The two blades clashed in the center of the stadium, both surrounded in light, one blue and one red. And then Pegasus burst, only a moment before Sekhmet did the same.
“Sandy gains two points with a burst finish! As such, Sandy wins with a score of 2-0! Both will go on to the Regional Tournament!”
“Seriously? Where did that move come from?!”
“Ha! I could ask you the exact same question!”
Zephyr rolled her eyes, earning a laugh out of her opponent, as he picked up Sekhmet’s pieces. Sandy stood up, and handed her Pegasus. Zephyr smiled at him. “You and Sekhmet are getting pretty strong!” Sandy smiled, a faint touch of color coming to his cheeks. “Thanks! You and Pegasus are definitely strong too!”
Zephyr grinned at that, before turning around and walking out. Sandy raced after her. “Hey, do you think that we’ll do well in the tournament?” Sandy was walking backwards beside her, while talking. “I think I will meet you in the finals!”
“Yeah, but isn’t that unlikely? There are, like, six rounds, so it’s more likely that I’d meet you in an earlier round than not, and that’s assuming I- we both made it all the way to the same match!”
Zephyr frowned, and sped up from a normal pace to a speedwalk. Sandy frowned at that. “I’m sorry, but it’s true! I will try my best to meet you in the finals, but chances are that we won’t be able to!”
Zephyr sped up slightly. Sandy jogged ahead. “Fine, I’ll meet you in the finals!” Zephyr smiled slightly, but did not slow her brisk pace. Sandy rolled his eyes, before realizing his house was in the opposite direction, and his mom was waiting for him. The dark haired blader raced back to his mom and gave her a hurried apology. “Sorry, I was talking to Zephyr!” Sandy gestured wildly at where Zephyr was. His mom sighed, but she forgave him.
The next day, Zephyr met with Sandy to train. “We are going to need to train! If we are going to meet in the finals, we will have to become stronger. Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus and Sekhmet met in the center, both clashing fiercely. Then Pegasus shot away, roaring up the stadium. “Now! Winged Strike!” Its blue trail intensified as Iron’s steel driver connected with the rim of the stadium, sending it racing down the stadium slope at full speed. Pegasus struck Sekhmet at full force, knocking it off-balance. “Winged Strike was never that powerful before! What did you do differently this time?”
Zephyr’s eyes widened as she realized that Sandy was right. Pegasus definitely had something different in that launch. Pegasus struck again, except this time, Pegasus was rolled off and deflected away. “What was that move? You somehow deflected that attack!” “Yeah, I guess both of our beys have secret abilities!” Sandy said, smiling.
Pegasus struck again, this time connecting solidly with Sekhmet. The two beys clashed again, for even longer, but then Sekhmet burst under the force of Pegasus’ attack. “Usually, you launch at a steep angle to pull off the Winged Strike! But that time, I think you messed up the launch a little, or launched at a weird angle, because that was definitely not the Winged Strike.”
Zephyr was looking at her bey in awe. “Yeah, you did something weird too.” She murmured, before picking up her bey. “Let’s try again! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus shot around the stadium, straight towards Sekhmet. “Winged Strike!” Sekhmet was knocked off balance, and again, Pegasus was rolled off and deflected away. This time, Pegasus did not have the speed it had before. Pegasus burst after another attack.
They tried again and again, but were out of luck. Pegasus was not able to pull off whatever move it had pulled off earlier. Sekhmet occasionally pulled off the defensive deflecting move, but more often than not, it burst, or Pegasus burst, or neither burst. Eventually, the sun set, and the sky became orange, shot through with streaks of pink clouds.
Both friends had to return home for dinner, against both Zephyr’s and Sandy’s insistence. The next few days, they continued to train, but never made any progress on Pegasus’ special. Sandy got consistently closer and closer to mastering or at least managing his new special move. The day after, the Regional Tournament was beginning, and Zephyr was in the first battle. Sandy was battling in the final battle, meaning that they actually could, against all logic or reasoning, meet in the finals.
“Ha! I told you we would meet in the finals! I told you! I told you!” After Hanami proudly announced the 32 matches ahead in round one, Zephyr took the opportunity to tease Sandy and jab a finger at her, who, laughing, pretended that he couldn’t hear her. “Yeah, yeah, you told me. But didn’t you forget the whole ‘I don’t like saying I told you so’ bit?”
Zephyr giggled slightly and smirked. “No! I didn’t forget to! I just don’t like saying I told you so, so I didn’t!”
“That’s exactly what you said!”
“Shut up!” Zephyr said, laughing, and she playfully socked him in the arm. Sandy glared at her and rubbed his arm. “Ow!”
“Sorry,” Zephyr giggled, not noticing that Sandy was slightly blushing.
Zephyr’s fun and teasing was interrupted by the first battle beginning, almost without her. She eagerly raced to meet and then battle her opponent. Her opponent was named Theodore Solomon. Theodore was a tall and thin thirteen-year-old, with short red hair, dark blue eyes, and an olive complexion. He wore a white shirt underneath a thin black jacket, and long black jeans.
Theodore smirked as his eyes scanned his opponent. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, he finally spoke. “Ha!” He exclaimed. “You! You are left- no, right-handed, you, uh, have a dog- wait no, a cat, with black hair, and a, uh, sibling? No, a best friend? Yeah, a best friend, who, from the looks of it, is, uh, blonde? No, brown-haired. Yeah, you have a left-handed brown-haired best friend, you’re right handed, and you own a black cat!” Theodore spoke quickly, and bounced around as if he was hasty to do something.
Zephyr’s eyebrow rose in a suspicious look. “Um, what? You got two of those right, I guess, but where did you get the cat from? For that matter, where did you get any of that from?”
Theodore pumped a fist into the air happily. “Yes! Two out of three! Admittedly, partially wrong, but 66% is better than my usual score of 25% to 50%!” It seemed like he hadn’t heard her.
“Uh, hello? Can you hear me? Where did you get that stuff from?”
“Oh, sorry, I got it through observation! You held your launcher with your left hand, and most people hold their launcher with a non-dominant hand. Also, you were slightly leaning right. It is unnoticeable to most, which was my goal. The cat was a guess, black cats are very popular, and the friend was from the launcher. Brown is the most common hair type, and your launcher notably had a very small mold difference on the left side, and a much larger mold change. Therefore, I could tell you had a friend, who would have to be close if you let them use the launcher grip as often as you let them.”
Zephyr’s eyes widened at his ability. “Jeez! Looking at you, I could only tell that you are, uh, left-handed?”
“Nope, right. People hold launchers with their non-dominant hand, not their dominant one.”
Zephyr rolled her eyes, slightly perturbed at being so much worse than him at something so seemingly simple. “Let’s just start the battle! Enough with the greetings! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus and the opponent both struck the stadium hard. Pegasus raced forward, an intense blue trail appearing behind it. “Go! Pegasus, use our Winged Strike!” Pegasus curved down the stadium’s slope, slashing into the opponent and knocking it back up the stadium. Theodore laughed at the attack. “Taurus, fend it off! Horn Smash!” Taurus spun around the center of the stadium, not taking the center, but not really moving. Then, when Pegasus shot in for an attack, Taurus heavily smashed into it.
Pegasus was flung straight into the air, drawing everyone’s attention from the stadium up, into the air. Zephyr smiled. “Now, use Star Crash!” Pegasus was surrounded in dark blue light as it shot down through the air towards Taurus. The blue bey crashed into it, knocking it into the stadium’s wall. Taurus bounced off of the wall, although slightly weakened.
“Taurus, hang on!” Taurus rolled back into the center, holding it down. “Pegasus, full power!” Pegasus raced towards Taurus for a final attack. And then they met in the middle of the stadium and clashed for a few moments. Of course, one had to give way first, and Pegasus was flung away. This time, instead of being flung upwards, Pegasus went flying sideways.
“One point to Theodore Solomon with a Ring Out Finish! That makes the score 1-0.”
Theodore smirked. “Ha! Me and my Taurus aren’t ever gonna lose, especially not to a bey like yours!”
Zephyr laughed, causing Theodore’s smirk to fade off his face. “What’s so funny?”
“Sorry, you just sound like- ah, nevermind.”
Theodore raised an eyebrow.
“Are we gonna start the battle? Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Taurus and Pegasus both raced down the stadium and met in the center. They clashed for a brief moment, and then Pegasus raced away at full speed. Then it bounced off the wall, rocketing straight toward Taurus. “Pegasus, Winged Strike!” This time, Pegasus shot straight through Taurus, knocking it out of the stadium. Theodore’s eyes widened. “One point to Zephyr Hagane with a Ring Out Finish! That makes the score 1-1.”
“Seriously?”
Zephyr giggled a little, causing Theodore to glare at her.
Zephyr ran her fingers along the counter. A few minutes later, she asked again. “Is it done yet?”
Thomas sighed and looked at her. “I will tell you when I’m done.” He did something else, sending sparks flying across the desk. “Done.” He handed her the bey. “Meet Wind Pegasus 7Meteor Iron’.” Wind Pegasus was a somewhat round bey, with three wide blades protruding from it, and a small spike between each. It was a deep, translucent blue, with black details creating the side view of a horse-like face and wide wings on either side of it. An angled red eye was etched into Pegasus’ face.
Zephyr smiled and eagerly popped it onto the new launcher. Then, she tugged the cord out of the launcher, sending it flying into the stadium. Pegasus bounced once, and when it hit the stadium, its intense blue trail appeared as it rocketed around the stadium with extreme speed and force. Pegasus’ circle began to shrink as it slowly tilted off-balance, until eventually it was scraping the stadium in the center and rolled to a halt.
Zephyr’s eyes widened at the untapped power within her bey. “Do you have any idea how to get Pegasus to, um, not do that?”
Thomas kneeled down to her height, and gently grabbed the launcher. “I think the issue with that was your launch. Your hand was unsteady, so you need to fix that by holding the launcher perfectly level. Once you can become stronger at launching like that, you can try all the fancy angled launches and stuff.” Zephyr nodded as she grabbed it back.
Holding it as steady and flat as possible, she launched Wing Pegasus, sending it flying into the stadium, just as fast as before, only this time, it remained in a perfect circle, until it eventually slowed to a halt. Happy with her Beyblade, she eagerly skipped out of the man’s shop.
An hour later, she had a group of kids from school around her, and she was showing off her new bey, when her best friend, Sandy chimed in. “Hey, I got a bey too! Check out my defense-type Ignite Sek-Sech-Seek-Sook-Sekhmet!” He held up his Beyblade, a dark green bey. White details were etched into it, creating the figure of the front of a jaguar’s head with its jaw open, filled with the outline of jagged teeth. It was boasting the fearsome combo of Hurricane Twister. “Do you want to battle me?”
Zephyr grinned. “Yes!” The group of kids were huddled near a stadium, so the two bladers quickly walked over to the stadium. “Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Two years later, Zephyr and Sandy were battling again, this time in the final battle of the Local Tournament. The winner of the tournament, and the runner-up, would go on to compete in the Regional Tournament, and then the District Tournament, the biggest tournament in America. They also had a team section, for several teams. None of the teams had to have battled in a prior tournament.
Sekhmet made a beeline for the center, quickly locking it down. “Sekhmet! Hold down the center with our Flame Shield!” Sekhmet’s aura materialized around it, as its beast formed around Sandy. Sekhmet was a humanoid creature covered in dark green fur with completely orange eyes, and an elongated lioness-like face, with long black fangs and small, sharp white teeth between both. The beast wore emerald armor, and wielded a long-staffed hammer with a shimmering orange head and an emerald set into the end of the staff.
Pegasus shot toward it, slamming into Sekhmet. A wave of flame energy emanated from the center to the outer ring of it, blasting Pegasus into the air. “Pegasus! Let’s use our new special move! Star Crash!” Glowing a deep blue, Pegasus crashed into it with extreme force. Sandy roared, “Sekhmet, counter that! Flame Burst!”
Sekhmet seemed to shrink a little, and then shot in a spiral pattern outward, flinging Pegasus into a wall. Pegasus bounced off, and then slashed back at Sekhmet. “Winged Strike!” The two blades clashed in the center of the stadium, both surrounded in light, one blue and one red. And then Pegasus burst, only a moment before Sekhmet did the same.
“Sandy gains two points with a burst finish! As such, Sandy wins with a score of 2-0! Both will go on to the Regional Tournament!”
“Seriously? Where did that move come from?!”
“Ha! I could ask you the exact same question!”
Zephyr rolled her eyes, earning a laugh out of her opponent, as he picked up Sekhmet’s pieces. Sandy stood up, and handed her Pegasus. Zephyr smiled at him. “You and Sekhmet are getting pretty strong!” Sandy smiled, a faint touch of color coming to his cheeks. “Thanks! You and Pegasus are definitely strong too!”
Zephyr grinned at that, before turning around and walking out. Sandy raced after her. “Hey, do you think that we’ll do well in the tournament?” Sandy was walking backwards beside her, while talking. “I think I will meet you in the finals!”
“Yeah, but isn’t that unlikely? There are, like, six rounds, so it’s more likely that I’d meet you in an earlier round than not, and that’s assuming I- we both made it all the way to the same match!”
Zephyr frowned, and sped up from a normal pace to a speedwalk. Sandy frowned at that. “I’m sorry, but it’s true! I will try my best to meet you in the finals, but chances are that we won’t be able to!”
Zephyr sped up slightly. Sandy jogged ahead. “Fine, I’ll meet you in the finals!” Zephyr smiled slightly, but did not slow her brisk pace. Sandy rolled his eyes, before realizing his house was in the opposite direction, and his mom was waiting for him. The dark haired blader raced back to his mom and gave her a hurried apology. “Sorry, I was talking to Zephyr!” Sandy gestured wildly at where Zephyr was. His mom sighed, but she forgave him.
The next day, Zephyr met with Sandy to train. “We are going to need to train! If we are going to meet in the finals, we will have to become stronger. Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus and Sekhmet met in the center, both clashing fiercely. Then Pegasus shot away, roaring up the stadium. “Now! Winged Strike!” Its blue trail intensified as Iron’s steel driver connected with the rim of the stadium, sending it racing down the stadium slope at full speed. Pegasus struck Sekhmet at full force, knocking it off-balance. “Winged Strike was never that powerful before! What did you do differently this time?”
Zephyr’s eyes widened as she realized that Sandy was right. Pegasus definitely had something different in that launch. Pegasus struck again, except this time, Pegasus was rolled off and deflected away. “What was that move? You somehow deflected that attack!” “Yeah, I guess both of our beys have secret abilities!” Sandy said, smiling.
Pegasus struck again, this time connecting solidly with Sekhmet. The two beys clashed again, for even longer, but then Sekhmet burst under the force of Pegasus’ attack. “Usually, you launch at a steep angle to pull off the Winged Strike! But that time, I think you messed up the launch a little, or launched at a weird angle, because that was definitely not the Winged Strike.”
Zephyr was looking at her bey in awe. “Yeah, you did something weird too.” She murmured, before picking up her bey. “Let’s try again! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus shot around the stadium, straight towards Sekhmet. “Winged Strike!” Sekhmet was knocked off balance, and again, Pegasus was rolled off and deflected away. This time, Pegasus did not have the speed it had before. Pegasus burst after another attack.
They tried again and again, but were out of luck. Pegasus was not able to pull off whatever move it had pulled off earlier. Sekhmet occasionally pulled off the defensive deflecting move, but more often than not, it burst, or Pegasus burst, or neither burst. Eventually, the sun set, and the sky became orange, shot through with streaks of pink clouds.
Both friends had to return home for dinner, against both Zephyr’s and Sandy’s insistence. The next few days, they continued to train, but never made any progress on Pegasus’ special. Sandy got consistently closer and closer to mastering or at least managing his new special move. The day after, the Regional Tournament was beginning, and Zephyr was in the first battle. Sandy was battling in the final battle, meaning that they actually could, against all logic or reasoning, meet in the finals.
“Ha! I told you we would meet in the finals! I told you! I told you!” After Hanami proudly announced the 32 matches ahead in round one, Zephyr took the opportunity to tease Sandy and jab a finger at her, who, laughing, pretended that he couldn’t hear her. “Yeah, yeah, you told me. But didn’t you forget the whole ‘I don’t like saying I told you so’ bit?”
Zephyr giggled slightly and smirked. “No! I didn’t forget to! I just don’t like saying I told you so, so I didn’t!”
“That’s exactly what you said!”
“Shut up!” Zephyr said, laughing, and she playfully socked him in the arm. Sandy glared at her and rubbed his arm. “Ow!”
“Sorry,” Zephyr giggled, not noticing that Sandy was slightly blushing.
Zephyr’s fun and teasing was interrupted by the first battle beginning, almost without her. She eagerly raced to meet and then battle her opponent. Her opponent was named Theodore Solomon. Theodore was a tall and thin thirteen-year-old, with short red hair, dark blue eyes, and an olive complexion. He wore a white shirt underneath a thin black jacket, and long black jeans.
Theodore smirked as his eyes scanned his opponent. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, he finally spoke. “Ha!” He exclaimed. “You! You are left- no, right-handed, you, uh, have a dog- wait no, a cat, with black hair, and a, uh, sibling? No, a best friend? Yeah, a best friend, who, from the looks of it, is, uh, blonde? No, brown-haired. Yeah, you have a left-handed brown-haired best friend, you’re right handed, and you own a black cat!” Theodore spoke quickly, and bounced around as if he was hasty to do something.
Zephyr’s eyebrow rose in a suspicious look. “Um, what? You got two of those right, I guess, but where did you get the cat from? For that matter, where did you get any of that from?”
Theodore pumped a fist into the air happily. “Yes! Two out of three! Admittedly, partially wrong, but 66% is better than my usual score of 25% to 50%!” It seemed like he hadn’t heard her.
“Uh, hello? Can you hear me? Where did you get that stuff from?”
“Oh, sorry, I got it through observation! You held your launcher with your left hand, and most people hold their launcher with a non-dominant hand. Also, you were slightly leaning right. It is unnoticeable to most, which was my goal. The cat was a guess, black cats are very popular, and the friend was from the launcher. Brown is the most common hair type, and your launcher notably had a very small mold difference on the left side, and a much larger mold change. Therefore, I could tell you had a friend, who would have to be close if you let them use the launcher grip as often as you let them.”
Zephyr’s eyes widened at his ability. “Jeez! Looking at you, I could only tell that you are, uh, left-handed?”
“Nope, right. People hold launchers with their non-dominant hand, not their dominant one.”
Zephyr rolled her eyes, slightly perturbed at being so much worse than him at something so seemingly simple. “Let’s just start the battle! Enough with the greetings! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Pegasus and the opponent both struck the stadium hard. Pegasus raced forward, an intense blue trail appearing behind it. “Go! Pegasus, use our Winged Strike!” Pegasus curved down the stadium’s slope, slashing into the opponent and knocking it back up the stadium. Theodore laughed at the attack. “Taurus, fend it off! Horn Smash!” Taurus spun around the center of the stadium, not taking the center, but not really moving. Then, when Pegasus shot in for an attack, Taurus heavily smashed into it.
Pegasus was flung straight into the air, drawing everyone’s attention from the stadium up, into the air. Zephyr smiled. “Now, use Star Crash!” Pegasus was surrounded in dark blue light as it shot down through the air towards Taurus. The blue bey crashed into it, knocking it into the stadium’s wall. Taurus bounced off of the wall, although slightly weakened.
“Taurus, hang on!” Taurus rolled back into the center, holding it down. “Pegasus, full power!” Pegasus raced towards Taurus for a final attack. And then they met in the middle of the stadium and clashed for a few moments. Of course, one had to give way first, and Pegasus was flung away. This time, instead of being flung upwards, Pegasus went flying sideways.
“One point to Theodore Solomon with a Ring Out Finish! That makes the score 1-0.”
Theodore smirked. “Ha! Me and my Taurus aren’t ever gonna lose, especially not to a bey like yours!”
Zephyr laughed, causing Theodore’s smirk to fade off his face. “What’s so funny?”
“Sorry, you just sound like- ah, nevermind.”
Theodore raised an eyebrow.
“Are we gonna start the battle? Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Taurus and Pegasus both raced down the stadium and met in the center. They clashed for a brief moment, and then Pegasus raced away at full speed. Then it bounced off the wall, rocketing straight toward Taurus. “Pegasus, Winged Strike!” This time, Pegasus shot straight through Taurus, knocking it out of the stadium. Theodore’s eyes widened. “One point to Zephyr Hagane with a Ring Out Finish! That makes the score 1-1.”
“Seriously?”
Zephyr giggled a little, causing Theodore to glare at her.
Chapter 2: Sekhmet’s Blazing Defense! Fire Burst!
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“Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Taurus quickly rolled into the center. Theodore smirked as Pegasus shot around the stadium and slammed into the walls, bouncing around randomly and quickly losing stamina. Zephyr frowned. “Hang on, Pegasus! Pull off our Winged Strike!” Pegasus barely managed to pull itself upright and out of its weird bounce. Then it rocketed towards Taurus.
“Horn Smash!” Taurus intercepted it halfway across the stadium, knocking it into the air. “Perfect! Now use our Star Crash!” Pegasus was surrounded in a dark blue light as it shot down toward Taurus at full force. Pegasus crashed into Taurus at full power, grinding it against the stadium. Zephyr let out a long bellow. “Aaaaaaaaaaah!” Pegasus and Taurus clashed, this time at an angle, for a few moments.
Taurus gave way under the pressure of Pegasus’ attack and burst, only moments before Pegasus burst from the force of hitting the stadium. Zephyr smirked. “Two points to Zephyr Hagane with a Burst Finish! That makes the score 3-1, and Zephyr and Pegasus win the match!” Zephyr pumped a fist into the air. “Ha! Victory!” In the crowd, she could distinctly hear the cheering of Sandy, and looking into the crowd, she could see him jumping into the air and pumping his fists up.
As her eyes met his, he sat down and blushed slightly, causing a small smile to grace Zephyr’s lips. Then she looked back at Theodore, who had assumed an unhappy expression. “Seriously? I pulled off my most impressive display of observation in my life, and you weren’t so astonished that your battling was thrown off? Come on!”
His eyes shone. “I even lost in the first round! Who loses in the first round? Who does that?!”
Zephyr smiled a little bit as she thought of something. “You know, 32 people lose in the first round. You just got the short end of the stick.”
Theodore slightly giggled, and then frowned again. “Yeah, I guess.” Zephyr and Theodore had to return to their seats. Zephyr sat next to Sandy, and Theodore sat somewhere else in the crowd.
“Nice job out there.”
Zephyr smiled at that. “Thank you.”
“Still no luck on that special move, huh?”
“Nope. I kinda hoped I would pull it out in the heat of the moment, but no luck at all.” Zephyr sighed.
Sandy eagerly changed the topic. “So, that Theodore guy, he was like, a regular Sherlock!”
Zephyr laughed. “Not really, he was wrong about one thing, so he isn’t quite there yet. Adult Theodore probably could make a living as a Private Eye or Consulting Detective though.”
“I’m pretty sure only one of those exists.”
Zephyr giggled.
There was a loud clink from the stadium as a bey easily burst only moments after being launched. “Seriously?! That’s my next opponent? The guy that easily burst that bey?!”
This time, Sandy giggled. “Yeah, well, my opponent’s probably pretty strong too. They would have to be to be in this tournament.”
Zephyr raised an eyebrow.
“What, you would have to win a tournament or be a runner up to be in this tournament!”
Zephyr rolled her eyes. “Hey, it’s true! And I won one!”
Zephyr playfully punched him. “Shut up.”
Sandy rubbed his arm. “Ow! Why do you always punch me?”
Zephyr laughed in response.
Sandy smiled. An hour later, it was finally Sandy’s turn to battle, against an opponent named Peter Sunday, the wielder of Sundance Pyraeus 00Reach Unite’. Peter was a fairly short kid, who looked eleven-ish. He had messy red hair, black eyes, and wore a white shirt, blue jean shorts, and red shoes. “Me and Pyraeus are gonna destroy you!”
Sandy laughed at that. “Did you seriously just say you and Pyra-Pyree-Pyrah-whatever it is are gonna destroy me? Seriously? And you actually believe that? Wow! Just, wow! Let’s battle already! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Sekhmet easily rolled into the center as Pyraeus calmly glided around the stadium, while balancing perfectly on its sharp tip. “Now! Solar Twist!” Pyraeus’ drivers’ rubber touched the stadium, giving it a boost in speed and it began to race around Sekhmet. As it raced, it began to speed up, moving faster and faster, until it had become a blurry golden circle shot through with red.
“Now put that speed into an attack! Pyraeus, full power!” Pyraeus shot straight through Sekhmet, knocking it straight into the air at full speed. Sekhmet seemed to hover in midair for a brief moment, as a red glow enveloped it. Then it began to fall at full speed. “Let’s take a page out of Zephyr’s book! Sekhmet, use Magma Crash!”
Sekhmet crashed into Pyraeus at full force, knocking both out of the stadium. “Simultaneous Ring Out Finishes, making the score 1-1!”
Sandy smiled slightly. “Ha! In your face!”
“Hey, you lost too!”
Sandy smirked. “Yeah, but if I win again, boom! Victory!”
“I could say the same to you!”
“Yeah, but you didn’t, hence the celebratory tone!”
“Seriously?”
“Yes! Now, if you don’t want to battle again, I take that as a victory, so I request you start battling!”
“Fine, three! Two! One! Let it… Rip!” Peter grumbled, before launching at full speed.
Sekhmet quickly rolled into the center. “Now, Pyraeus, Sundance Attack!” Surrounded in scarlet light, Pyraeus slashed into Sekhmet, knocking it off balance. Sandy spotted the light green of Sekhmet’s disc and realized what his defensive move he found was. “Sekhmet, use Inferno Hurricane!” Sekmet’s disc was surrounded in orange light as it parried attacks.
Pyraeus attacked, only to be rolled off. It began to attack again and again, only to be deflected every single time by Sekhmet’s special move. Sandy laughed as Pyraeus began to lose spin. “No, we aren’t going out this way! Not like this! It will be by burst or not at all! Hit Sekhmet with a finishing move! Flaming Inferno Attack!”
Pyraeus gathered up its entire aura, and, surrounded in flame, struck Sekhmet at full force. Sekhmet and Pyraeus both clashed for a long minute, before Pyraeus burst. Pyraeus’ parts were scattered across the stadium. The frame became transparent, leaving only a neon red outline, which vibrated, buzzed, and moved for a few seconds, before returning to normal and becoming a frame again.
Sandy and Zephyr were probably the only people in the building to see that. Based on Peter’s reaction, or lack of one, Sandy could tell he didn’t see it, and Sandy decided not to mention it. “Ha, I told you! In your face!” Sandy gloated, smiling widely. Peter glared at him. “Shut it!”
Sandy walked back to his seat. “Did you see that? That frame was all glitchy or something!”
“Yeah, I have no idea what that was. Was that like, some side effect of his bey’s spirit or something?”
“Maybe? I seriously doubt it though.”
A neon red line formed in the air in front of both of them, and it expanded and shivered, before shrinking and disappearing again.
“Aha! There it is again!”
Zephyr looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
“What, did you see that?”
“See what?”
“There was a shaking red line, in the air there. How did you miss it?”
“I don’t know, I wasn’t looking?”
Sandy rolled his eyes. “Something weird is going on!”
Zephyr smiled. “Of course there is.” She said sarcastically.
“I’m serious!”
“Seriously?”
“Yes! There is something weird going on here!”
“If you say so.”
Sandy frowned. “If you don’t want to believe me, then don’t, but there is definitely something weird going on, and if you want to ignore it, so be it!”
Zephyr laughed a little. “Okay, I believe you, I guess.”
Eager to change the topic, Sandy said the first thing that popped into his head. “So, if all the opponents are like ours, do you think we’ll make it to the end of the tournament?”
“Of course, and once we’re there, I will absolutely annihilate you!”
“Ha! In your dreams!”
“Yeah, my, uh, um, I don’t currently have a comeback, but I will when I beat you!”
Sandy laughed. “When you don’t beat me, you won’t have one!”
Zephyr smiled, and was then called back up to the stage to battle again. Her second opponent, a blader named Eli Zachary, who was short and fairly stout, with fairly long blue hair that shot straight up, emerald green eyes, and who wore a white shirt with alternating green and blue stripes and an unzipped black jacket, navy blue jeans, and turquoise sneakers. Eli had an impish look on his face.
“Me and my bey, Zodiac Eros, will destroy you like we destroyed that last guy!”
Zephyr laughed. “Why is everybody in this tournament so serious? The whole point of it is just for fun! Calm down!”
“Oh, so you aren’t serious at all about the tournament?”
This seemed to make her serious. “Fine, then watch as you get beaten by a girl!”
Eli glared at her. “Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Zodiac Eros 5Lyre Sing seemed to materialize in the center of the stadium with a flash of blue light. “Eros, Songbird Spiral!” Eros’ light blue aura flared out of it, creating a wide blue ring around it. Zephyr smiled. “Woah, blue’s my favorite color! That’s a nice circle thing you got going on, but Pegasus’ Winged Strike will tear it down!”
Pegasus shot into the circle, about to slash into Eros, only to be pulled away by the wind circle. The circle was a spinning ring of wind, forcing Pegasus to form a quickly moving ring around it. Pegasus began to speed up, moving faster and faster, burning a blazing blue trail into the ground. Zephyr smiled. “Your Songbird Spiral seems to have had an inadvertent effect on Pegasus. You should’ve thought about that! Winged Strike, again!”
Pegasus twisted back toward the center, before striking Eros at full speed, faster than any of its other attacks, but still not as fast as her unnamed special move. The two beys clashed for several moments, illuminated by the two blue auras, before Eros’ Songbird Spiral failed it, and it burst. “Aw, come on! You can’t expect me to foresee that!” He said, angrily.
Zephyr smiled. “Your move has a clear weakness!”
Rip!” Taurus quickly rolled into the center. Theodore smirked as Pegasus shot around the stadium and slammed into the walls, bouncing around randomly and quickly losing stamina. Zephyr frowned. “Hang on, Pegasus! Pull off our Winged Strike!” Pegasus barely managed to pull itself upright and out of its weird bounce. Then it rocketed towards Taurus.
“Horn Smash!” Taurus intercepted it halfway across the stadium, knocking it into the air. “Perfect! Now use our Star Crash!” Pegasus was surrounded in a dark blue light as it shot down toward Taurus at full force. Pegasus crashed into Taurus at full power, grinding it against the stadium. Zephyr let out a long bellow. “Aaaaaaaaaaah!” Pegasus and Taurus clashed, this time at an angle, for a few moments.
Taurus gave way under the pressure of Pegasus’ attack and burst, only moments before Pegasus burst from the force of hitting the stadium. Zephyr smirked. “Two points to Zephyr Hagane with a Burst Finish! That makes the score 3-1, and Zephyr and Pegasus win the match!” Zephyr pumped a fist into the air. “Ha! Victory!” In the crowd, she could distinctly hear the cheering of Sandy, and looking into the crowd, she could see him jumping into the air and pumping his fists up.
As her eyes met his, he sat down and blushed slightly, causing a small smile to grace Zephyr’s lips. Then she looked back at Theodore, who had assumed an unhappy expression. “Seriously? I pulled off my most impressive display of observation in my life, and you weren’t so astonished that your battling was thrown off? Come on!”
His eyes shone. “I even lost in the first round! Who loses in the first round? Who does that?!”
Zephyr smiled a little bit as she thought of something. “You know, 32 people lose in the first round. You just got the short end of the stick.”
Theodore slightly giggled, and then frowned again. “Yeah, I guess.” Zephyr and Theodore had to return to their seats. Zephyr sat next to Sandy, and Theodore sat somewhere else in the crowd.
“Nice job out there.”
Zephyr smiled at that. “Thank you.”
“Still no luck on that special move, huh?”
“Nope. I kinda hoped I would pull it out in the heat of the moment, but no luck at all.” Zephyr sighed.
Sandy eagerly changed the topic. “So, that Theodore guy, he was like, a regular Sherlock!”
Zephyr laughed. “Not really, he was wrong about one thing, so he isn’t quite there yet. Adult Theodore probably could make a living as a Private Eye or Consulting Detective though.”
“I’m pretty sure only one of those exists.”
Zephyr giggled.
There was a loud clink from the stadium as a bey easily burst only moments after being launched. “Seriously?! That’s my next opponent? The guy that easily burst that bey?!”
This time, Sandy giggled. “Yeah, well, my opponent’s probably pretty strong too. They would have to be to be in this tournament.”
Zephyr raised an eyebrow.
“What, you would have to win a tournament or be a runner up to be in this tournament!”
Zephyr rolled her eyes. “Hey, it’s true! And I won one!”
Zephyr playfully punched him. “Shut up.”
Sandy rubbed his arm. “Ow! Why do you always punch me?”
Zephyr laughed in response.
Sandy smiled. An hour later, it was finally Sandy’s turn to battle, against an opponent named Peter Sunday, the wielder of Sundance Pyraeus 00Reach Unite’. Peter was a fairly short kid, who looked eleven-ish. He had messy red hair, black eyes, and wore a white shirt, blue jean shorts, and red shoes. “Me and Pyraeus are gonna destroy you!”
Sandy laughed at that. “Did you seriously just say you and Pyra-Pyree-Pyrah-whatever it is are gonna destroy me? Seriously? And you actually believe that? Wow! Just, wow! Let’s battle already! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Sekhmet easily rolled into the center as Pyraeus calmly glided around the stadium, while balancing perfectly on its sharp tip. “Now! Solar Twist!” Pyraeus’ drivers’ rubber touched the stadium, giving it a boost in speed and it began to race around Sekhmet. As it raced, it began to speed up, moving faster and faster, until it had become a blurry golden circle shot through with red.
“Now put that speed into an attack! Pyraeus, full power!” Pyraeus shot straight through Sekhmet, knocking it straight into the air at full speed. Sekhmet seemed to hover in midair for a brief moment, as a red glow enveloped it. Then it began to fall at full speed. “Let’s take a page out of Zephyr’s book! Sekhmet, use Magma Crash!”
Sekhmet crashed into Pyraeus at full force, knocking both out of the stadium. “Simultaneous Ring Out Finishes, making the score 1-1!”
Sandy smiled slightly. “Ha! In your face!”
“Hey, you lost too!”
Sandy smirked. “Yeah, but if I win again, boom! Victory!”
“I could say the same to you!”
“Yeah, but you didn’t, hence the celebratory tone!”
“Seriously?”
“Yes! Now, if you don’t want to battle again, I take that as a victory, so I request you start battling!”
“Fine, three! Two! One! Let it… Rip!” Peter grumbled, before launching at full speed.
Sekhmet quickly rolled into the center. “Now, Pyraeus, Sundance Attack!” Surrounded in scarlet light, Pyraeus slashed into Sekhmet, knocking it off balance. Sandy spotted the light green of Sekhmet’s disc and realized what his defensive move he found was. “Sekhmet, use Inferno Hurricane!” Sekmet’s disc was surrounded in orange light as it parried attacks.
Pyraeus attacked, only to be rolled off. It began to attack again and again, only to be deflected every single time by Sekhmet’s special move. Sandy laughed as Pyraeus began to lose spin. “No, we aren’t going out this way! Not like this! It will be by burst or not at all! Hit Sekhmet with a finishing move! Flaming Inferno Attack!”
Pyraeus gathered up its entire aura, and, surrounded in flame, struck Sekhmet at full force. Sekhmet and Pyraeus both clashed for a long minute, before Pyraeus burst. Pyraeus’ parts were scattered across the stadium. The frame became transparent, leaving only a neon red outline, which vibrated, buzzed, and moved for a few seconds, before returning to normal and becoming a frame again.
Sandy and Zephyr were probably the only people in the building to see that. Based on Peter’s reaction, or lack of one, Sandy could tell he didn’t see it, and Sandy decided not to mention it. “Ha, I told you! In your face!” Sandy gloated, smiling widely. Peter glared at him. “Shut it!”
Sandy walked back to his seat. “Did you see that? That frame was all glitchy or something!”
“Yeah, I have no idea what that was. Was that like, some side effect of his bey’s spirit or something?”
“Maybe? I seriously doubt it though.”
A neon red line formed in the air in front of both of them, and it expanded and shivered, before shrinking and disappearing again.
“Aha! There it is again!”
Zephyr looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
“What, did you see that?”
“See what?”
“There was a shaking red line, in the air there. How did you miss it?”
“I don’t know, I wasn’t looking?”
Sandy rolled his eyes. “Something weird is going on!”
Zephyr smiled. “Of course there is.” She said sarcastically.
“I’m serious!”
“Seriously?”
“Yes! There is something weird going on here!”
“If you say so.”
Sandy frowned. “If you don’t want to believe me, then don’t, but there is definitely something weird going on, and if you want to ignore it, so be it!”
Zephyr laughed a little. “Okay, I believe you, I guess.”
Eager to change the topic, Sandy said the first thing that popped into his head. “So, if all the opponents are like ours, do you think we’ll make it to the end of the tournament?”
“Of course, and once we’re there, I will absolutely annihilate you!”
“Ha! In your dreams!”
“Yeah, my, uh, um, I don’t currently have a comeback, but I will when I beat you!”
Sandy laughed. “When you don’t beat me, you won’t have one!”
Zephyr smiled, and was then called back up to the stage to battle again. Her second opponent, a blader named Eli Zachary, who was short and fairly stout, with fairly long blue hair that shot straight up, emerald green eyes, and who wore a white shirt with alternating green and blue stripes and an unzipped black jacket, navy blue jeans, and turquoise sneakers. Eli had an impish look on his face.
“Me and my bey, Zodiac Eros, will destroy you like we destroyed that last guy!”
Zephyr laughed. “Why is everybody in this tournament so serious? The whole point of it is just for fun! Calm down!”
“Oh, so you aren’t serious at all about the tournament?”
This seemed to make her serious. “Fine, then watch as you get beaten by a girl!”
Eli glared at her. “Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Zodiac Eros 5Lyre Sing seemed to materialize in the center of the stadium with a flash of blue light. “Eros, Songbird Spiral!” Eros’ light blue aura flared out of it, creating a wide blue ring around it. Zephyr smiled. “Woah, blue’s my favorite color! That’s a nice circle thing you got going on, but Pegasus’ Winged Strike will tear it down!”
Pegasus shot into the circle, about to slash into Eros, only to be pulled away by the wind circle. The circle was a spinning ring of wind, forcing Pegasus to form a quickly moving ring around it. Pegasus began to speed up, moving faster and faster, burning a blazing blue trail into the ground. Zephyr smiled. “Your Songbird Spiral seems to have had an inadvertent effect on Pegasus. You should’ve thought about that! Winged Strike, again!”
Pegasus twisted back toward the center, before striking Eros at full speed, faster than any of its other attacks, but still not as fast as her unnamed special move. The two beys clashed for several moments, illuminated by the two blue auras, before Eros’ Songbird Spiral failed it, and it burst. “Aw, come on! You can’t expect me to foresee that!” He said, angrily.
Zephyr smiled. “Your move has a clear weakness!”
Chapter 3: The Black Knight! Negative Perseus!
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Sandy walked up to the stadium, just moments before his opponent, Piper Konzern, walked up. She was blonde, with very pale skin and bright blue eyes, and she also wore a red shirt, dark red skirt, and long black pants. She smiled. “Ready to battle?”
“Ready to battle? No trash talk, no ‘me and my bey are gonna crush you’, nothing? That’s a nice change of pace. Sure, three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Piper’s Beyblade, Negative Perseus 00Vortex Armor, glided around the stadium in a circle, moving in the opposite direction as Sekhmet, who quickly took the center. Piper smiled at Sandy’s surprise that Perseus spun left. “Yeah, Perseus can spin left. Surprising, innit?”
“Eh, I’ll probably win anyways,” Sandy said. Piper smiled, pulling out a flute. “Yes, I, a kid named Piper, am a flautist.” Piper smiled, and pulled it to her lips, before beginning to play, putting the launcher back in her pocket. The music was light, full of flourishes, and started with several notes, increasing in speed. Perseus, who was calmly circling Sekhmet. After the first part ended, she took a deep breath, and shouted, “Perseus, use Medusa’s Eye!”, before resuming playing.
One of Perseus’s blades lit up, glowing purple, as it struck Sekhmet at full force. Sekhmet rolled up the stadium, before stopping next to the stadium’s wall at an off angle, seemingly stuck. The whole Beyblade turned dark grey, as if it froze into stone. Perseus began to loop around the stadium in time with Piper’s music.
Piper kept playing, as Perseus began to speed up as it moved, beginning to accumulate a dark purple aura, which beat and twisted with each note. “Sekhmet, break free!”
Piper played an even louder, higher note, took a breath, and shouted, “Perseus, lock Sekhmet with the Chains of Medusa!” Perseus’ aura began to take shape as translucent purple chains wrapped around it, and when it struck Sekhmet, Sekhmet’s grey covering shattered as the purple chains from Perseus wrapped around Sekhmet, holding it in place.
“Sekhmet, Inferno Hurricane!” Sekhmet’s own aura flared to life, attempting and failing to burn away the chains, before eventually transferring the aura into its Hurricane disk, which glowed a bright orange color. Piper kept playing, as Perseus gained more and more speed, even though it had just transferred its aura to its opponent.
Perseus began to become a grey-ish purple blur that formed an erratic design, before slashing at full force into Sekhmet, who was still locked in place. However, his Inferno Hurricane mostly deflected the attack, and Sekhmet only slowed slightly. Sandy smiled. “Just because you have Sekhmet locked up doesn’t mean you can cancel out its defense.”
Piper kept staring at him as she played, her music continuing to drift around the stadium while Perseus rolled around, faster and faster. Perseus suddenly locked onto Sekhmet, draining energy from it, and then rolling away. “Now, Perseus! Negative Burst!” She briefly interrupted her playing to call another move, before resuming again.
Perseus began to vibrate, turning from a dark purplish grey to a lighter yellowish color, as short translucent yellow spears seemed to form around it. Piper played a long note and held it, as a cue for Perseus to launch each and race towards Sekhmet alongside them. The whole barrage slammed into Sekhmet at full force, Perseus vibrating and rapidly switching from purple to yellow.
Suddenly, the chains around Sekhmet shattered and it was launched straight into the air. “Uh, Sekhmet, take a page out of Zephyr’s book and do a big crash attack-move thingy! I don’t know anymore!” Sekhmet fell onto Perseus, the Hurricane disk rolling along it and shooting through Perseus, bursting as it touched the stadium.
Luckily, for Sandy at least, Perseus had burst first. Piper finished her music. “Two points to Sandy with a burst finish! Sandy and Sekhmet win with a score of 2-0!”
“That was Creatures of Prometheus, by Ludwig Beethoven! Perseus rarely lasts long enough for me to finish it without bursting or beating the opponent.”
Sandy raised an eyebrow. “Before the battle, you didn’t do any trash talk or anything, and then you not only take the victory calmly, but you don’t do some big spiel about getting stronger?! It’s almost as if you aren’t a generic anime character!”
Piper laughed, a high, sweet tinkling sound.
Sandy smiled and returned to his seat next to Zephyr. “Well, it looks like I will be beating you in the finale!”
Zephyr smirked. “Yeah, sure.”
“No witty comeback? That’s rare. What’s going on today?!”
A small neon red circle appeared in the air, rotating and vibrating. A voice came through to them. “Hello, c-c- “the voice faded for a brief moment, “hear me?” Suddenly, the circle sped up and then vanished, along with the mysterious, male sounding voice.
“Okay, you have to have seen that!”
Zephyr seemed more in awe and confusion. “Yeah, sure, you were right,” she said, her voice trailing off. She seemed fascinated by the odd occurrences, making it worse that everybody had to leave to resume the tournament the week after. Zephyr and Sandy both left, sad that they had to wait a full week just to battle again.
On Monday, Zephyr sat down on the school bus, excited for the future battles. While on the bus, she researched her opponents and watched footage of the other bladers. She only made it through about 10% of it on the bus, since there were a lot of battles. The school day itself was long and arduous, even more so than usual, and Zephyr found there was very little room in the school’s schedule for practicing. By the time the day finally ended, Zephyr was thankful she was a fifth of the way through.
The day after seemed longer, and Zephyr couldn’t stop imagining that she was a noble warrior, fighting her way through a long quest to defeat the dragon that was school. That day, a television turned on randomly, but the screen was just solid red, scaring everybody.
On Wednesday, Zephyr was halfway through the week, and she found out that a few people in the tournament were extremely strong, and others seemed easy to defeat. Zephyr was interested by the various strategies and techniques that were being used, especially since many seemed like, in theory, they would be completely horrible, but in practice, they annihilated their opponent.
And then the next day came, and Zephyr was closer than ever before to the tournament! Even then, she was learning new strategies, although her research still did not yield what that super move she discovered was. That night, Zephyr had a dream where Pegasus shattered after she put it on the launcher and tried to launch, and she was disqualified.
The next day, she was psyched, because it was the end of the long week, and she was almost there! The school day seemed to move even faster than before, and she found that people actually seemed interested in her being in the tournament, and she got a few extra people to come and watch the tournament.
When the tournament actually began, Zephyr was first up, and her opponent was named Ivan Cleveland, wielder of Colorblaze Iris Crystal Hold’. Everything about him seemed, well, grey. He had black hair, grey eyes, stark vampire-like white skin, and he wore a plain black collared shirt with a thin white stripe down the side, long grey jeans, a black belt, and grey loafers.
For a second, Zephyr felt like she had stepped into an old-timey black and white silent movie, and she had to look at her own outfit, consisting of a lavender shirt with long sleeves, a purple skirt, black shorts, and her usual navy-blue sneakers with bright green details. “Nice outfit.” She said, seeing how her opponent stuck out from the rest of the tournament.
His nostrils flared as he said, “Ah, shut up. My outfit is just as good as your mis-matched outfit!” He spoke in a New Yorker accent that had something old-fashioned about it. Zephyr laughed slightly.
“Your accent even sounds like a 60s movie!” She snickered.
He scowled, his eyes changing from grey to a pale reddish color. “Shu- Just- Just shut up and battle!” A touch of red came to his cheeks.
Zephyr seemed fascinated by his eyes, and their color-changing. “Woah, your eyes just changed colors!”
His eyes became a dark maroon instead, and he stared at her as his face seemed to gain a slightly brighter red tone. “Stop that! Just begin the battle or forfeit!”
Zephyr smirked at how frustrated he had just become. “Fine, let’s battle! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Iris was light grey, with darker outer blades and it contained white and gold details forming a female warrior with small red eyes that matched Ivan’s current eye color. It began to calmly circle the stadium, it’s trail quickly changing from white to the same red as Ivan’s eyes. Iris suddenly sped up, racing around and then smashing at full force into Pegasus.
Pegasus tried to grip the stadium, or at least maintain some spin, but Iris launched it into a wall. Pegasus’ trail seemed to widen and glow as its metal tip collided heavily with the stadium’s rim, and it began to blast toward Iris, moving even faster than its opponent. Ivan’s red eyes seemed to fade back to grey and then to yellow, shot through with grey, electric-like streaks.
Iris’ eye turned yellow, its trail became a bright lemon yellow, and it began to slow and calm down. Iris pulled into the center, glowing yellow, as Pegasus rocketed in toward it. Zephyr realized that she had no idea how to control Pegasus’ power as it knocked Iris out of the center and slammed straight into a wall. Iris, who was already halfway across the stadium, managed to roll back into the center.
Pegasus became wreathed in blue energy as it began to bounce manically around the stadium, only rarely colliding with Iris. Zephyr smiled at her Beyblade finally pulling off the move she had struggled with, even if it really wasn’t pulling it off. Yellow sparks seemed to crackle from its eye, forming bright neon yellow electricity around itself.
“Now, Iris, use Colorblaze Shield Yellow!” The crackling wreath of energy that had materialized around Iris formed smooth armor. Iris began to deflect each of Pegasus’ sporadic and few attacks. Zephyr frowned, and Ivan grinned. “Your little bey doesn’t seem to be damaging mine!”
“Shut it! Pegasus, pull out of your, uh, whatever-this-is, and smash into Iris!” Pegasus bounced off the wall at the perfect angle to shoot through Iris, who, aside from rolling into a wall, seemed unfazed by it. Iris took the center again, re-forming its golden dome. Pegasus managed to pull out of it’s stupor and began a rapid barrage attack, with admittedly a lot less speed than when it had started.
Ivan seemed slightly unhappy, and the yellow electrified dome seemed to fade in and out as Iris’ eye seemed to dim. “Ha! All I have to do is change your emotions, and Iris can’t keep up with my Pegasus!”
However, her Pegasus had begun to slow, and its spin had become off-balance. Zephyr frowned as it rolled to a halt. “One point to Ivan Cleveland with a Spin Finish! That makes the score 1-0!”
Ivan began to gloat, his eyes becoming the brightest yellow yet. “Ha! In your face!”
Zephyr couldn’t help but smirk as his New Yorker accent became more pronounced than ever before. “60’s films don’t have color, so you ought to fix that!” She responded, sarcastically.
Ivan’s yellow eyes seemed to dim slightly. “Your emotions seem to change quite easily,” Zephyr noted aloud.
His yellow eyes seemed to dim even more, almost becoming grey.
Zephyr smirked. “Aww, is fwagile wittle Ivan gonna cwy?” She mocked.
Ivan’s eyes dimmed and became blue, and she realized what she had done. “Oh, I’m sorry, are you okay?”
Ivan nodded, somewhat sadly, and launched his Beyblade. She launched as well, angling the same way as before, hoping to pull it off again. Pegasus did, and its intense trail appeared as it rocketed around. Iris curved into the center, calmly and slowly.
“Pegasus, new move! Iron Breaker!” It rocketed into Iris at full force.
Ivan’s eyes became deep maroon instantly. “Now! Use Colorblaze Counterstrike Red!”
Surrounded in red light, Iris pushed back against it, trying to counter it.
Zephyr smirked again. “Pegasus, overpower it!”
Iris burst.
“Ready to battle? No trash talk, no ‘me and my bey are gonna crush you’, nothing? That’s a nice change of pace. Sure, three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Piper’s Beyblade, Negative Perseus 00Vortex Armor, glided around the stadium in a circle, moving in the opposite direction as Sekhmet, who quickly took the center. Piper smiled at Sandy’s surprise that Perseus spun left. “Yeah, Perseus can spin left. Surprising, innit?”
“Eh, I’ll probably win anyways,” Sandy said. Piper smiled, pulling out a flute. “Yes, I, a kid named Piper, am a flautist.” Piper smiled, and pulled it to her lips, before beginning to play, putting the launcher back in her pocket. The music was light, full of flourishes, and started with several notes, increasing in speed. Perseus, who was calmly circling Sekhmet. After the first part ended, she took a deep breath, and shouted, “Perseus, use Medusa’s Eye!”, before resuming playing.
One of Perseus’s blades lit up, glowing purple, as it struck Sekhmet at full force. Sekhmet rolled up the stadium, before stopping next to the stadium’s wall at an off angle, seemingly stuck. The whole Beyblade turned dark grey, as if it froze into stone. Perseus began to loop around the stadium in time with Piper’s music.
Piper kept playing, as Perseus began to speed up as it moved, beginning to accumulate a dark purple aura, which beat and twisted with each note. “Sekhmet, break free!”
Piper played an even louder, higher note, took a breath, and shouted, “Perseus, lock Sekhmet with the Chains of Medusa!” Perseus’ aura began to take shape as translucent purple chains wrapped around it, and when it struck Sekhmet, Sekhmet’s grey covering shattered as the purple chains from Perseus wrapped around Sekhmet, holding it in place.
“Sekhmet, Inferno Hurricane!” Sekhmet’s own aura flared to life, attempting and failing to burn away the chains, before eventually transferring the aura into its Hurricane disk, which glowed a bright orange color. Piper kept playing, as Perseus gained more and more speed, even though it had just transferred its aura to its opponent.
Perseus began to become a grey-ish purple blur that formed an erratic design, before slashing at full force into Sekhmet, who was still locked in place. However, his Inferno Hurricane mostly deflected the attack, and Sekhmet only slowed slightly. Sandy smiled. “Just because you have Sekhmet locked up doesn’t mean you can cancel out its defense.”
Piper kept staring at him as she played, her music continuing to drift around the stadium while Perseus rolled around, faster and faster. Perseus suddenly locked onto Sekhmet, draining energy from it, and then rolling away. “Now, Perseus! Negative Burst!” She briefly interrupted her playing to call another move, before resuming again.
Perseus began to vibrate, turning from a dark purplish grey to a lighter yellowish color, as short translucent yellow spears seemed to form around it. Piper played a long note and held it, as a cue for Perseus to launch each and race towards Sekhmet alongside them. The whole barrage slammed into Sekhmet at full force, Perseus vibrating and rapidly switching from purple to yellow.
Suddenly, the chains around Sekhmet shattered and it was launched straight into the air. “Uh, Sekhmet, take a page out of Zephyr’s book and do a big crash attack-move thingy! I don’t know anymore!” Sekhmet fell onto Perseus, the Hurricane disk rolling along it and shooting through Perseus, bursting as it touched the stadium.
Luckily, for Sandy at least, Perseus had burst first. Piper finished her music. “Two points to Sandy with a burst finish! Sandy and Sekhmet win with a score of 2-0!”
“That was Creatures of Prometheus, by Ludwig Beethoven! Perseus rarely lasts long enough for me to finish it without bursting or beating the opponent.”
Sandy raised an eyebrow. “Before the battle, you didn’t do any trash talk or anything, and then you not only take the victory calmly, but you don’t do some big spiel about getting stronger?! It’s almost as if you aren’t a generic anime character!”
Piper laughed, a high, sweet tinkling sound.
Sandy smiled and returned to his seat next to Zephyr. “Well, it looks like I will be beating you in the finale!”
Zephyr smirked. “Yeah, sure.”
“No witty comeback? That’s rare. What’s going on today?!”
A small neon red circle appeared in the air, rotating and vibrating. A voice came through to them. “Hello, c-c- “the voice faded for a brief moment, “hear me?” Suddenly, the circle sped up and then vanished, along with the mysterious, male sounding voice.
“Okay, you have to have seen that!”
Zephyr seemed more in awe and confusion. “Yeah, sure, you were right,” she said, her voice trailing off. She seemed fascinated by the odd occurrences, making it worse that everybody had to leave to resume the tournament the week after. Zephyr and Sandy both left, sad that they had to wait a full week just to battle again.
On Monday, Zephyr sat down on the school bus, excited for the future battles. While on the bus, she researched her opponents and watched footage of the other bladers. She only made it through about 10% of it on the bus, since there were a lot of battles. The school day itself was long and arduous, even more so than usual, and Zephyr found there was very little room in the school’s schedule for practicing. By the time the day finally ended, Zephyr was thankful she was a fifth of the way through.
The day after seemed longer, and Zephyr couldn’t stop imagining that she was a noble warrior, fighting her way through a long quest to defeat the dragon that was school. That day, a television turned on randomly, but the screen was just solid red, scaring everybody.
On Wednesday, Zephyr was halfway through the week, and she found out that a few people in the tournament were extremely strong, and others seemed easy to defeat. Zephyr was interested by the various strategies and techniques that were being used, especially since many seemed like, in theory, they would be completely horrible, but in practice, they annihilated their opponent.
And then the next day came, and Zephyr was closer than ever before to the tournament! Even then, she was learning new strategies, although her research still did not yield what that super move she discovered was. That night, Zephyr had a dream where Pegasus shattered after she put it on the launcher and tried to launch, and she was disqualified.
The next day, she was psyched, because it was the end of the long week, and she was almost there! The school day seemed to move even faster than before, and she found that people actually seemed interested in her being in the tournament, and she got a few extra people to come and watch the tournament.
When the tournament actually began, Zephyr was first up, and her opponent was named Ivan Cleveland, wielder of Colorblaze Iris Crystal Hold’. Everything about him seemed, well, grey. He had black hair, grey eyes, stark vampire-like white skin, and he wore a plain black collared shirt with a thin white stripe down the side, long grey jeans, a black belt, and grey loafers.
For a second, Zephyr felt like she had stepped into an old-timey black and white silent movie, and she had to look at her own outfit, consisting of a lavender shirt with long sleeves, a purple skirt, black shorts, and her usual navy-blue sneakers with bright green details. “Nice outfit.” She said, seeing how her opponent stuck out from the rest of the tournament.
His nostrils flared as he said, “Ah, shut up. My outfit is just as good as your mis-matched outfit!” He spoke in a New Yorker accent that had something old-fashioned about it. Zephyr laughed slightly.
“Your accent even sounds like a 60s movie!” She snickered.
He scowled, his eyes changing from grey to a pale reddish color. “Shu- Just- Just shut up and battle!” A touch of red came to his cheeks.
Zephyr seemed fascinated by his eyes, and their color-changing. “Woah, your eyes just changed colors!”
His eyes became a dark maroon instead, and he stared at her as his face seemed to gain a slightly brighter red tone. “Stop that! Just begin the battle or forfeit!”
Zephyr smirked at how frustrated he had just become. “Fine, let’s battle! Three! Two! One! Let it…
Rip!” Iris was light grey, with darker outer blades and it contained white and gold details forming a female warrior with small red eyes that matched Ivan’s current eye color. It began to calmly circle the stadium, it’s trail quickly changing from white to the same red as Ivan’s eyes. Iris suddenly sped up, racing around and then smashing at full force into Pegasus.
Pegasus tried to grip the stadium, or at least maintain some spin, but Iris launched it into a wall. Pegasus’ trail seemed to widen and glow as its metal tip collided heavily with the stadium’s rim, and it began to blast toward Iris, moving even faster than its opponent. Ivan’s red eyes seemed to fade back to grey and then to yellow, shot through with grey, electric-like streaks.
Iris’ eye turned yellow, its trail became a bright lemon yellow, and it began to slow and calm down. Iris pulled into the center, glowing yellow, as Pegasus rocketed in toward it. Zephyr realized that she had no idea how to control Pegasus’ power as it knocked Iris out of the center and slammed straight into a wall. Iris, who was already halfway across the stadium, managed to roll back into the center.
Pegasus became wreathed in blue energy as it began to bounce manically around the stadium, only rarely colliding with Iris. Zephyr smiled at her Beyblade finally pulling off the move she had struggled with, even if it really wasn’t pulling it off. Yellow sparks seemed to crackle from its eye, forming bright neon yellow electricity around itself.
“Now, Iris, use Colorblaze Shield Yellow!” The crackling wreath of energy that had materialized around Iris formed smooth armor. Iris began to deflect each of Pegasus’ sporadic and few attacks. Zephyr frowned, and Ivan grinned. “Your little bey doesn’t seem to be damaging mine!”
“Shut it! Pegasus, pull out of your, uh, whatever-this-is, and smash into Iris!” Pegasus bounced off the wall at the perfect angle to shoot through Iris, who, aside from rolling into a wall, seemed unfazed by it. Iris took the center again, re-forming its golden dome. Pegasus managed to pull out of it’s stupor and began a rapid barrage attack, with admittedly a lot less speed than when it had started.
Ivan seemed slightly unhappy, and the yellow electrified dome seemed to fade in and out as Iris’ eye seemed to dim. “Ha! All I have to do is change your emotions, and Iris can’t keep up with my Pegasus!”
However, her Pegasus had begun to slow, and its spin had become off-balance. Zephyr frowned as it rolled to a halt. “One point to Ivan Cleveland with a Spin Finish! That makes the score 1-0!”
Ivan began to gloat, his eyes becoming the brightest yellow yet. “Ha! In your face!”
Zephyr couldn’t help but smirk as his New Yorker accent became more pronounced than ever before. “60’s films don’t have color, so you ought to fix that!” She responded, sarcastically.
Ivan’s yellow eyes seemed to dim slightly. “Your emotions seem to change quite easily,” Zephyr noted aloud.
His yellow eyes seemed to dim even more, almost becoming grey.
Zephyr smirked. “Aww, is fwagile wittle Ivan gonna cwy?” She mocked.
Ivan’s eyes dimmed and became blue, and she realized what she had done. “Oh, I’m sorry, are you okay?”
Ivan nodded, somewhat sadly, and launched his Beyblade. She launched as well, angling the same way as before, hoping to pull it off again. Pegasus did, and its intense trail appeared as it rocketed around. Iris curved into the center, calmly and slowly.
“Pegasus, new move! Iron Breaker!” It rocketed into Iris at full force.
Ivan’s eyes became deep maroon instantly. “Now! Use Colorblaze Counterstrike Red!”
Surrounded in red light, Iris pushed back against it, trying to counter it.
Zephyr smirked again. “Pegasus, overpower it!”
Iris burst.
Chapter 4: The Scarlet Surprise! Shu Kurenai!
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Zephyr walked back to her seat, beaming. Sandy high-fived her. “Nice win!”
Zephyr sat down. “Thanks! We’re one round closer to the final showdown!”
Sandy’s cheeks slightly reddened. “Yeah! I can’t wait!”
“Well, you’re gonna have to.” Sandy slightly glared, before deciding to watch the matches.
After several more battles, it was Sandy’s turn again. He was pitted against Quint Tithi, grandson of the legendary Blader Tithi. “Hahaha, I’ve seen your previous battles! You stink! My Destroyer Quetzalcoatl will destroy your bey!”
Sandy laughed. “Great trash-talking.”
“Great trash-talking!” He mimicked.
“Did you inherit your grandpa’s maturity or is that all you?” Sandy said, smirking.
Quint’s face fell. “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Quetzalcoatl roared around the stadium at full speed, slashing Sekhmet with thin blades of wind. Sekhmet, of course, had immediately rolled into the center and was now deflecting thin wind beams. “Sekhmet, Inferno Hurricane!” Sekhmet’s disk glowed a fierce orange color as flames shot up around it.
The great beast formed around Sandy, who smiled. “Now! Block his attacks!”
Quint growled and then roared, “Quetzalcoatl! Break those weak flames and use Wind Break!” Quetzalcoatl’s feather-like design glowed in bright pastel colors as it blasted into Sekhmet, sending out a massive shockwave that sent thin cracks through the stadium and sent Sekhmet shooting out of the stadium and into a wall.
Sandy spun around and somehow managed to cross the entire distance in a single bound. “Sekhmet, are you okay?” He asked, picking up his beyblade and cradling it to his chest. Sekhmet was dusty and had a very small crack. Sandy felt rage coursing through his veins, and stormed back to the stadium, with a single goal in mind: Defeat Quetzalcoatl.
Quint saw his expression and frantically cried, “I’m so sorry!” but it was too late. Sandy ignored it and quickly roared, “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Sekhmet was following closely behind Quetzalcoatl, the defense bey somehow matching its opponents speed. “Sekhmet, Flame Burst!” Sekhmet sped up and smashed into Quetzalcoatl, pushing it into a wall. Sekhmet seemed to lock in place there, grinding Quetzalcoatl against the wall.
Quint’s eyes sparkled as Quetzalcoatl’s beast formed around him. It was a huge snake-like creature, with green skin, multicolored tail feathers, and huge wings covered in red, blue, and green feathers. Quetzalcoatl locked golden slit eyes with Sandy, daring him to respond.
“Now, Quetzalcoatl, use Windstorm Blast!” Quetzalcoatl suddenly sent out a shockwave of wind that knocked Sekhmet back into the center. Then it began to race around the stadium at full speed, wind surrounding it. This time, Sekhmet held its ground against the fearsome impact and bounced into a wall.
“Sekhmet, use Flame Burst!” Sekhmet glowed as its beast formed around Sandy. Sekhmet shot off like a rocket and intercepted Quetzalcoatl, slamming it into the wall and holding it there. Quetzalcoatl attempted to pull away, but Sekhmet had it firmly locked against the wall.
A couple moments later, Quetzalcoatl had burst under Sekhmet’s full power. Sandy exhaled and picked up his Beyblade, before brushing it off. Holding it tight against his chest, he left quickly as the tournament for that week ended. As he stormed away, he heard Zephyr’s feet running behind him.
“Hey, Sandy! I saw that! Is Sekhmet okay?” Zephyr called out to him.
Sandy twisted around and was about to fire a sarcastic retort when he felt something happening. The ground was rumbling as a plume of red light shot up from the ground. It began to swirl around, forming a huge neon circle, shot through with white and pink streaks. The portal swirled and spun, as Zephyr and Sandy gazed on.
Blades of grass and flowers were ripped from the ground violently and sucked in to the growing portal. Sekhmet glowed a bright orange as Sandy and Zephyr’s individual auras flared up around them. Blue and orange light was pulled in to the portal from them as it shook more and more, and the earth split in front of them.
Zephyr gasped as a kid who looked to be 13 or 14 dropped from the portal and hit the ground hard. He had long white hair with red streaks shot through, bright red eyes, and he wore a long white coat with red trim over a black bodysuit. The boy pushed himself to his knees and looked at them, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
“Who are you?” Zephyr tried to ask, but the question caught in her throat.
“What was that?” Sandy tried to ask, but it caught in his throat.
After several more attempts at speaking, Zephyr managed to choke out, “What are you?” She immediately realized that was the worst question she could’ve asked.
The boy looked at her and stood up, brushing himself off. “My name is Shu Kurenai, and I am from an alternate dimension. I have been trying to communicate with you for the past 2 weeks with varying success, and now, I have come through.”
Sandy’s eyes shined. “Is this confirmation that there are alternate worlds? If so, this can completely change the way we look at the world! This turns physics on its head! We can get through to other worlds where anything is-“ he trailed off after seeing their looks of confusion.
Shu continued. “I was battling my friends and I was suddenly sucked through into a central dimension, a hub of sorts. It was a huge, white void full of what looked like windows but showed a dimension on the other side! I eventually chose one and tried to push myself through, but nothing happened. I kept pushing and pushing, and eventually it weakened and I could start creating small rifts and tears! After a while of tearing, I pushed through and, well, I’m here now! Can you help me out?”
Suddenly, Shu’s eyes glowed brightly and he seemed to spasm and turn red and translucent for a moment. Blood coated a red scar that his hair had covered, darkening his hair. He shrieked in pain and collapsed. “That seems bad.” Zephyr said, staying the obvious.
Shu pushed himself to his feet, wiping the blood from his eye. “I got here by a Beyblade Battle, so logically I can get back through a Beyblade Battle. Can you help me out?”
Zephyr and Sandy agreed and began the battle at a nearby stadium. “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Spriggan hit the stadium hard, sending a blast of red light out. Zephyr gasped. “It spins left!” Shu smirked. “Yeah, Spriggan spins both ways.” Sekhmet and Pegasus both smashed into it, speeding it up and causing it to flow brighter and brighter. Shu’s scarred eye glowed brightly as Spriggan gained more and more speed. The moment Sekhmet and Pegasus were completely drained, Shu was covered in neon red energy.
With a sudden pop, Shu and Spriggan were gone. Sandy and Zephyr picked up their beyblades. “He was weird.” Zephyr said.
“Yeah, something seemed quite off about him. He seemed pretty evil.”
“Huh, seemed fine to me, just a little strange.”
Zephyr sat down. “Thanks! We’re one round closer to the final showdown!”
Sandy’s cheeks slightly reddened. “Yeah! I can’t wait!”
“Well, you’re gonna have to.” Sandy slightly glared, before deciding to watch the matches.
After several more battles, it was Sandy’s turn again. He was pitted against Quint Tithi, grandson of the legendary Blader Tithi. “Hahaha, I’ve seen your previous battles! You stink! My Destroyer Quetzalcoatl will destroy your bey!”
Sandy laughed. “Great trash-talking.”
“Great trash-talking!” He mimicked.
“Did you inherit your grandpa’s maturity or is that all you?” Sandy said, smirking.
Quint’s face fell. “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Quetzalcoatl roared around the stadium at full speed, slashing Sekhmet with thin blades of wind. Sekhmet, of course, had immediately rolled into the center and was now deflecting thin wind beams. “Sekhmet, Inferno Hurricane!” Sekhmet’s disk glowed a fierce orange color as flames shot up around it.
The great beast formed around Sandy, who smiled. “Now! Block his attacks!”
Quint growled and then roared, “Quetzalcoatl! Break those weak flames and use Wind Break!” Quetzalcoatl’s feather-like design glowed in bright pastel colors as it blasted into Sekhmet, sending out a massive shockwave that sent thin cracks through the stadium and sent Sekhmet shooting out of the stadium and into a wall.
Sandy spun around and somehow managed to cross the entire distance in a single bound. “Sekhmet, are you okay?” He asked, picking up his beyblade and cradling it to his chest. Sekhmet was dusty and had a very small crack. Sandy felt rage coursing through his veins, and stormed back to the stadium, with a single goal in mind: Defeat Quetzalcoatl.
Quint saw his expression and frantically cried, “I’m so sorry!” but it was too late. Sandy ignored it and quickly roared, “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Sekhmet was following closely behind Quetzalcoatl, the defense bey somehow matching its opponents speed. “Sekhmet, Flame Burst!” Sekhmet sped up and smashed into Quetzalcoatl, pushing it into a wall. Sekhmet seemed to lock in place there, grinding Quetzalcoatl against the wall.
Quint’s eyes sparkled as Quetzalcoatl’s beast formed around him. It was a huge snake-like creature, with green skin, multicolored tail feathers, and huge wings covered in red, blue, and green feathers. Quetzalcoatl locked golden slit eyes with Sandy, daring him to respond.
“Now, Quetzalcoatl, use Windstorm Blast!” Quetzalcoatl suddenly sent out a shockwave of wind that knocked Sekhmet back into the center. Then it began to race around the stadium at full speed, wind surrounding it. This time, Sekhmet held its ground against the fearsome impact and bounced into a wall.
“Sekhmet, use Flame Burst!” Sekhmet glowed as its beast formed around Sandy. Sekhmet shot off like a rocket and intercepted Quetzalcoatl, slamming it into the wall and holding it there. Quetzalcoatl attempted to pull away, but Sekhmet had it firmly locked against the wall.
A couple moments later, Quetzalcoatl had burst under Sekhmet’s full power. Sandy exhaled and picked up his Beyblade, before brushing it off. Holding it tight against his chest, he left quickly as the tournament for that week ended. As he stormed away, he heard Zephyr’s feet running behind him.
“Hey, Sandy! I saw that! Is Sekhmet okay?” Zephyr called out to him.
Sandy twisted around and was about to fire a sarcastic retort when he felt something happening. The ground was rumbling as a plume of red light shot up from the ground. It began to swirl around, forming a huge neon circle, shot through with white and pink streaks. The portal swirled and spun, as Zephyr and Sandy gazed on.
Blades of grass and flowers were ripped from the ground violently and sucked in to the growing portal. Sekhmet glowed a bright orange as Sandy and Zephyr’s individual auras flared up around them. Blue and orange light was pulled in to the portal from them as it shook more and more, and the earth split in front of them.
Zephyr gasped as a kid who looked to be 13 or 14 dropped from the portal and hit the ground hard. He had long white hair with red streaks shot through, bright red eyes, and he wore a long white coat with red trim over a black bodysuit. The boy pushed himself to his knees and looked at them, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
“Who are you?” Zephyr tried to ask, but the question caught in her throat.
“What was that?” Sandy tried to ask, but it caught in his throat.
After several more attempts at speaking, Zephyr managed to choke out, “What are you?” She immediately realized that was the worst question she could’ve asked.
The boy looked at her and stood up, brushing himself off. “My name is Shu Kurenai, and I am from an alternate dimension. I have been trying to communicate with you for the past 2 weeks with varying success, and now, I have come through.”
Sandy’s eyes shined. “Is this confirmation that there are alternate worlds? If so, this can completely change the way we look at the world! This turns physics on its head! We can get through to other worlds where anything is-“ he trailed off after seeing their looks of confusion.
Shu continued. “I was battling my friends and I was suddenly sucked through into a central dimension, a hub of sorts. It was a huge, white void full of what looked like windows but showed a dimension on the other side! I eventually chose one and tried to push myself through, but nothing happened. I kept pushing and pushing, and eventually it weakened and I could start creating small rifts and tears! After a while of tearing, I pushed through and, well, I’m here now! Can you help me out?”
Suddenly, Shu’s eyes glowed brightly and he seemed to spasm and turn red and translucent for a moment. Blood coated a red scar that his hair had covered, darkening his hair. He shrieked in pain and collapsed. “That seems bad.” Zephyr said, staying the obvious.
Shu pushed himself to his feet, wiping the blood from his eye. “I got here by a Beyblade Battle, so logically I can get back through a Beyblade Battle. Can you help me out?”
Zephyr and Sandy agreed and began the battle at a nearby stadium. “Three! Two! One! Let it...
Rip!” Spriggan hit the stadium hard, sending a blast of red light out. Zephyr gasped. “It spins left!” Shu smirked. “Yeah, Spriggan spins both ways.” Sekhmet and Pegasus both smashed into it, speeding it up and causing it to flow brighter and brighter. Shu’s scarred eye glowed brightly as Spriggan gained more and more speed. The moment Sekhmet and Pegasus were completely drained, Shu was covered in neon red energy.
With a sudden pop, Shu and Spriggan were gone. Sandy and Zephyr picked up their beyblades. “He was weird.” Zephyr said.
“Yeah, something seemed quite off about him. He seemed pretty evil.”
“Huh, seemed fine to me, just a little strange.”
oh no i just woke up and two years have passed where am i what happened
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