Inspired by Beyblade: LEGENDS by NightWolf.

EPISODE 1: RISE FROM THE ASHES! A PHOENIX IS BORN!

Perspective: SOREN

It's quite a heated battle. That girl is hot- I mean, quite skilled. Her Storm Aquario just bashed that guys Earth Bull- not an easy feat. She's moving onto the final. It's some guy with a Pegasis 85RF. That'll match up with her Storm Aquario 100HF/S- they're both Attack types. 3...2...1... GO SHOOT! Her Aquario shoots around the stadium... she's not even attacking... she better hurry up, or her opponent's gonna strike her out of the stadium. Oh, there he goes. WHOA! She jumped into the air! The guys Pegasis just THREW itself out of the stadium! Wow, she's the winner. I better check her out... and by that, I mean, see her skill, not- aw, never mind.

Perspective: TAMARI

Tch, way to easy. I seriously need to find someone worthwhile. My Storm Aquario could win just by patting their Blades. Anyway, I should find my way back to the hotel... hey, who's that guy? He's got a big posse... Uh oh, they're coming towards me! "Hey," says the big guy. "Do you have a Beyblade?" The nerve of this guy! He doesn't recognize me? "Of course! I'm Tamari, and this is my Storm Aquario 100HF/S! We just happened to win the Spin Blitz Tournament just a while ago, thank you very much!" "Ooh, feisty!" the guy laughs. "I bet her Face Bolt has plenty of energy to power the Kerbecs Generator!" What? A generator? I'm just gonna get this over with. "Hey," I yell. "Are you gonna battle me, or what!" The guy laughs. "Of course, sorry to keep you waiting! My name is Tenachi, and I'm a representative of Diamo himself! Prepare to be pounded with my Dark Wolf DF145FS!" "Wow, you must have a pretty big ego to challenge me like that with a Dark Wolf! Are you crazy? That thing's OUTCLASSED," I shout. "Well," he snickers. "This isn't your ordinary Bey. Let's get this on!" He inserts his winder into his launcher and attatches his Bey. I do the same. We start the cry- "3...2...1... GO SHOOT!" My Aquario flies off the launcher. It slams into Wolf. "Hah! I can't wait to see the tears flow when-" I stop. Somethings wrong. My Aquario is thrown back! Dark has NO Defense! I notice that Wolf has some Dark aura surrounding it. "What's going on? How did it do that?" I yell. "HAHAHA!" laughs Tenachi. "Something called the Evil Power is helping me! Something you'll never harness! Now Wolf! In for the kill!" Wolf jumps up and smashes my Bey. If he keeps going, he'll cleave through my Bey! "Stop!" I yell. He only laughs. This is truly hopeless. Suddenly, I hear a noise- it sounds like a rocket! I look up and see a scarlet beam honing down on us! It smashes Wolf and ends the battle. It's a Beyblade! "Augh! What happened?" he screeches. I have no idea whats going on, but I decide to milk it. "It's quite simple," I say nonchalontly. "You got owned." He runs off, carrying his charred Bey with him. I wonder who he is? Then I hear a voice. "You might wanna be a little more careful around these parts." I turn around and I see a boy around my age. "Was it you who saved me?" I ask. "Not to be braggy, but, yeah." he says. He picks up his Bey. "No Dark Wolf could withstand the power of my Burn Phoenix 135MS." He turns to me. "My name is Soren. I am the last of the Phoenix Incarnates."

END of 1

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That's not how the Force works.

Pretty good, I like how u say "this girl is hot" and her name is tamari which is like Temari from naruto

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Sweet. You are never safe from humor when I'm around.

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That's not how the Force works.

Looks like a nice story. can't wait to read more!

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