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Chapter 1
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I used to write two stories called Metal Kings and Metal, I don't know. It had a Bey called Fenrir. Hope you like this new era, in a completely different world.
Chapter 1: A Blader's Defeat
I watched the two bladers pull the ripcords and release their blades. "Let it rip!" The shattering cry of the Beys whipped all across the stadium. "Amazing, folks! Ginka and Damian's Beys are already at it!" The TV fell out of focus when I heard a voice in the distance. It was my mother. "Kibo! Get outside and do something." I sighed. "Fine mom." I was a terrible blader. But my dream was to make it to the finals one day and make something of myself in the world.
It was a sunny day outside. Not too cloudy, but definitely too bright. I looked at my Bey. It was a basic Earth Eagle with a WBBA symbol on the front. It was pathetic and not very strong.
"Hey kid, hand it over!" yelled a kid in an overcoat and long bluish hair to a smaller kid. He had to be the same age as me. His hair was straight and navy blue, with yellow tips. The smaller kid quivered with fear. "No!" he responded. The overcoat kid gripped him by the collar. "Listen, if you don't hand it over, you'll be sorry!" He dropped a small model of Flame Libra with a WBBA symbol.
It was my time to be brave. Something had to be done. "Hey you!" I yelled at the jerk, with the smaller kid in his grasp. "I'll settle this with a Beyblade battle!" I showed him one of my Earth Eagle. It was the strongest model available from the Japanese team. "If you insist." He pulled out a Bey with a beautiful grey and orange energy ring that was clear. It looked like a five overlapping flames in a pentagon shape. His face bolt depicted a crude 3-spiked flame. The fusion wheel was Flame. His spin track was Gravity Ball 145. And his performance tip was Metal Spike. It was an amazing Stamina combo. straight to the point. "Let me introduce your Bey to it's demise. Flame Fornax!"
My confidence was undeterred. There was no way I was going to let something like this stand in my way. I was a tough blader. We stood at the edge of the stadium. "Let it rip!" His Bey moved with a perfect balance. My Bey stood still in the stadium's center. his slowly moved around my. It made a slow loop around Eagle. The blue haired kid smiled. Eagle moved towards Fornax until he tapped Fornax out of the way. The kid's grin grew wider. "Once my Bey makes a ring around the stadium, he can activate his special move." A ring of fire formed around the stadium. "Once you've made contact, you can't leave the ring." Fornax spun faster. He flew into the air and turned into a brown raptor skeleton with lava in between the cracks. "Special move! Furnace Grind!" His Bey's performance tip hit the top of my Bey. It grinded down Eagle until he slammed further into the ground, stopping. It was over.
I couldn't believe I'd lost. I had been practicing all summer. "Hand it," he said. I dropped Eagle. He forced his black leather boot down onto the mangled Eagle, parts scattering everywhere. His goons giggled along with him. He started to walk in the direction of the setting sun. "By the way, if you'll ever beat me, my name is Moyasu." Black strands of hair whipped in my face. I couldn't believe my defeat. And I knew that even if it wasn't in a Bey battle, I was going to make that kid learn a lesson.
On the walk home, I passed by the Bey shop. I had always wanted to go there and design my own, new Bey. Moyasu was in there. He turned to me and grinned an evil grin. I decided to take the long way home. On my way, I had caught a glimpse of a yellow glow. A bey with a yellow energy ring with a honeycomb pattern. It had a black Storm fusion wheel. The face bolt showed a wasp. Its spin track was 100 and it had a Flat tip. It was a good attacker, from the looks of it, but it needed a lot of work, damage wise and part wise. When I grabbed it, I heard a whisper. "Vespa." It was subtle, but creepy. I grabbed it and ran back home.
As the sun set, I ran downstairs to my basement to work on the Bey. I started to take it apart. The Storm fusion wheel was chipped away. I picked up some solder and a soldering iron. I melted it in in to place for the five small cracks in it. I threw out the tip and spin track. i quickly pulled out a Wide Flat and 90 spin track pray painted the mismatched colors gold and black. I spray painted the fusion wheel's cracks black. Lastly, I cleaned it off with some soap and water. It was shining and new. I looked at the time. 12:00 AM. I quickly fell asleep on my desk.
I woke up with a start. 7:52 AM. Today was the day was going to teach that punk a lesson. I changed my shirt and ran out the door. Moyasu was torturing another kid. The kid dropped a small bey and ran away. Moyasu chuckled a little and then it grew into a laugh. "Hey Punk!" He looked over at me in response. "I challenge you to a rematch."
Chapter 1: A Blader's Defeat
I watched the two bladers pull the ripcords and release their blades. "Let it rip!" The shattering cry of the Beys whipped all across the stadium. "Amazing, folks! Ginka and Damian's Beys are already at it!" The TV fell out of focus when I heard a voice in the distance. It was my mother. "Kibo! Get outside and do something." I sighed. "Fine mom." I was a terrible blader. But my dream was to make it to the finals one day and make something of myself in the world.
It was a sunny day outside. Not too cloudy, but definitely too bright. I looked at my Bey. It was a basic Earth Eagle with a WBBA symbol on the front. It was pathetic and not very strong.
"Hey kid, hand it over!" yelled a kid in an overcoat and long bluish hair to a smaller kid. He had to be the same age as me. His hair was straight and navy blue, with yellow tips. The smaller kid quivered with fear. "No!" he responded. The overcoat kid gripped him by the collar. "Listen, if you don't hand it over, you'll be sorry!" He dropped a small model of Flame Libra with a WBBA symbol.
It was my time to be brave. Something had to be done. "Hey you!" I yelled at the jerk, with the smaller kid in his grasp. "I'll settle this with a Beyblade battle!" I showed him one of my Earth Eagle. It was the strongest model available from the Japanese team. "If you insist." He pulled out a Bey with a beautiful grey and orange energy ring that was clear. It looked like a five overlapping flames in a pentagon shape. His face bolt depicted a crude 3-spiked flame. The fusion wheel was Flame. His spin track was Gravity Ball 145. And his performance tip was Metal Spike. It was an amazing Stamina combo. straight to the point. "Let me introduce your Bey to it's demise. Flame Fornax!"
My confidence was undeterred. There was no way I was going to let something like this stand in my way. I was a tough blader. We stood at the edge of the stadium. "Let it rip!" His Bey moved with a perfect balance. My Bey stood still in the stadium's center. his slowly moved around my. It made a slow loop around Eagle. The blue haired kid smiled. Eagle moved towards Fornax until he tapped Fornax out of the way. The kid's grin grew wider. "Once my Bey makes a ring around the stadium, he can activate his special move." A ring of fire formed around the stadium. "Once you've made contact, you can't leave the ring." Fornax spun faster. He flew into the air and turned into a brown raptor skeleton with lava in between the cracks. "Special move! Furnace Grind!" His Bey's performance tip hit the top of my Bey. It grinded down Eagle until he slammed further into the ground, stopping. It was over.
I couldn't believe I'd lost. I had been practicing all summer. "Hand it," he said. I dropped Eagle. He forced his black leather boot down onto the mangled Eagle, parts scattering everywhere. His goons giggled along with him. He started to walk in the direction of the setting sun. "By the way, if you'll ever beat me, my name is Moyasu." Black strands of hair whipped in my face. I couldn't believe my defeat. And I knew that even if it wasn't in a Bey battle, I was going to make that kid learn a lesson.
On the walk home, I passed by the Bey shop. I had always wanted to go there and design my own, new Bey. Moyasu was in there. He turned to me and grinned an evil grin. I decided to take the long way home. On my way, I had caught a glimpse of a yellow glow. A bey with a yellow energy ring with a honeycomb pattern. It had a black Storm fusion wheel. The face bolt showed a wasp. Its spin track was 100 and it had a Flat tip. It was a good attacker, from the looks of it, but it needed a lot of work, damage wise and part wise. When I grabbed it, I heard a whisper. "Vespa." It was subtle, but creepy. I grabbed it and ran back home.
As the sun set, I ran downstairs to my basement to work on the Bey. I started to take it apart. The Storm fusion wheel was chipped away. I picked up some solder and a soldering iron. I melted it in in to place for the five small cracks in it. I threw out the tip and spin track. i quickly pulled out a Wide Flat and 90 spin track pray painted the mismatched colors gold and black. I spray painted the fusion wheel's cracks black. Lastly, I cleaned it off with some soap and water. It was shining and new. I looked at the time. 12:00 AM. I quickly fell asleep on my desk.
I woke up with a start. 7:52 AM. Today was the day was going to teach that punk a lesson. I changed my shirt and ran out the door. Moyasu was torturing another kid. The kid dropped a small bey and ran away. Moyasu chuckled a little and then it grew into a laugh. "Hey Punk!" He looked over at me in response. "I challenge you to a rematch."
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