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L-Drago stayed center while Draco circled slowly.
Without warning, Draco charged at L-Drago. L-Drago swiftly dodged to the left just in time. Draco charged again, and L-Drago swerved to the right, avoiding the attack again.
This made CD angry. He was tired of attacking and missing so many times. He let out his Special Move. "Draco, Inferno Tirade!!!" he commanded.
Draco sped up, and charged several times at L-Drago. L-Draog dodged every one, and the two started circling each other, Draco progressively getting closer to L-Drago.
"If one hit lands, It's over!" CD said, grinning.
Bri was quiet. "Wait for it..." she told herself.
Draco continued to get closer.
"Wait for it..."
Draco just barely missed.
"NOW!!" she screamed out. "Special Move, Dragon Fire Rampage!!!"
L-Drago flew up and struck Draco right on the MF-H. However, Draco didn't stop. Bri however, wasn't done. Catching CD off, she commanded L-Drago to jump on top of Draco. Draoc and L-Draog both started losing spin. As Draco stopped, L-Drago slid off, barely spinning, but spinning nonetheless. She had won.
"No way!!!" CD said, in shock. "No way! How did you keep spinning?!"
"Triple Roller 145 helps my bey roll on more. It's alive while it's dead, like a zombie!" Bri replied.
CD, furious, then charged at Bri, ready to beat her down.
It only took one uppercut for Bri to get away safely. Landing CD right under the chin, she punched him, grabble L-Drago and ran.
She got back to Miles' house, giving a thumbs up to show she was successful.
"Great job, Bri..." Miles said. "So, who's next?"
"I wanna go..." Devin replied. "I saw a newcomer to the A.E.M. just today, and I wanna show em what it takes!"
WIth permission granted, Devin set out, holding his Scythe Corona 230D in his hands.
Devin was much less noticeable when he was outside then before. He wore long Blue UNC silky shorts, despite the dropping temperatures, a White silky shirt, a basketball jersey with number 14 on the back, Black and White basketball shoes, and his signature "Coal Miner" cap, instead of his last year article of all-blue...
He walked by maybe a dozen A.E.M. members that didn't do a thing to him. He told Miles over the phone that his mission, relating to the A.E.M., had something to do with a member living farther away, and that he would need an extra day. Miles allowed him to do so, and Devin walked the way to his destination...
The next morning, In beautiful Hope Mills, Devin walked down the street, he saw a female, about age seventeen, messing with her beyblades outside. He looked at her and winked. She blushed a little, but smiled back.
Devin kept walking. Finally, he found his target's house. The parents seemed to be leaving, but he didn't see his person.
"Excuse me..." Devin said to the parents. "Is Jakester Holt home?"
"Um...yes." The Mother said. "What do you want him for?"
"Oh I just wanted to ask him something beyblade-related. i heard he liked it, so I thought I'd come meet him!"
"Oh, well that's nice!" the Father said. "He told us he was part of a group for that. The A.E.M. I believe?"
Devin's rose his eyebrows in interest.
"Anyways, yeah, you go talk to him, but don't stay too long, please..." the Father insisted.
"Thank you! I promise, I won't..." Devin replied. "He approached the door as the parents drove down the street and out of sight. Devin knocked.
A boy, about eighteen, answered the door. He wore a black shirt and black pants, both with a blue streak down the sides, with matching shoes. He also sprayed his hair a matching color, and his eyes were also blue...
"Hi Jakester... Remember me..." Devin said, half-cocked.
Jakester knew it was Devin. He tried to slam the door in his face, but Devin's much stronger bionic arms forced it open.
"Please, get away from me!" Jakester yelled. "What do you want?"
Devin showed his tag for his group Peacefully to Assemble. "Let's have war..." Devin simply said.
Jakester, enraged, pulled out his Lightning L-Drago ED145FB and attached it. Devin attached Corona.
3! 2! 1! LET IT RIP!!!"
Without warning, Draco charged at L-Drago. L-Drago swiftly dodged to the left just in time. Draco charged again, and L-Drago swerved to the right, avoiding the attack again.
This made CD angry. He was tired of attacking and missing so many times. He let out his Special Move. "Draco, Inferno Tirade!!!" he commanded.
Draco sped up, and charged several times at L-Drago. L-Draog dodged every one, and the two started circling each other, Draco progressively getting closer to L-Drago.
"If one hit lands, It's over!" CD said, grinning.
Bri was quiet. "Wait for it..." she told herself.
Draco continued to get closer.
"Wait for it..."
Draco just barely missed.
"NOW!!" she screamed out. "Special Move, Dragon Fire Rampage!!!"
L-Drago flew up and struck Draco right on the MF-H. However, Draco didn't stop. Bri however, wasn't done. Catching CD off, she commanded L-Drago to jump on top of Draco. Draoc and L-Draog both started losing spin. As Draco stopped, L-Drago slid off, barely spinning, but spinning nonetheless. She had won.
"No way!!!" CD said, in shock. "No way! How did you keep spinning?!"
"Triple Roller 145 helps my bey roll on more. It's alive while it's dead, like a zombie!" Bri replied.
CD, furious, then charged at Bri, ready to beat her down.
It only took one uppercut for Bri to get away safely. Landing CD right under the chin, she punched him, grabble L-Drago and ran.
She got back to Miles' house, giving a thumbs up to show she was successful.
"Great job, Bri..." Miles said. "So, who's next?"
"I wanna go..." Devin replied. "I saw a newcomer to the A.E.M. just today, and I wanna show em what it takes!"
WIth permission granted, Devin set out, holding his Scythe Corona 230D in his hands.
Devin was much less noticeable when he was outside then before. He wore long Blue UNC silky shorts, despite the dropping temperatures, a White silky shirt, a basketball jersey with number 14 on the back, Black and White basketball shoes, and his signature "Coal Miner" cap, instead of his last year article of all-blue...
He walked by maybe a dozen A.E.M. members that didn't do a thing to him. He told Miles over the phone that his mission, relating to the A.E.M., had something to do with a member living farther away, and that he would need an extra day. Miles allowed him to do so, and Devin walked the way to his destination...
The next morning, In beautiful Hope Mills, Devin walked down the street, he saw a female, about age seventeen, messing with her beyblades outside. He looked at her and winked. She blushed a little, but smiled back.
Devin kept walking. Finally, he found his target's house. The parents seemed to be leaving, but he didn't see his person.
"Excuse me..." Devin said to the parents. "Is Jakester Holt home?"
"Um...yes." The Mother said. "What do you want him for?"
"Oh I just wanted to ask him something beyblade-related. i heard he liked it, so I thought I'd come meet him!"
"Oh, well that's nice!" the Father said. "He told us he was part of a group for that. The A.E.M. I believe?"
Devin's rose his eyebrows in interest.
"Anyways, yeah, you go talk to him, but don't stay too long, please..." the Father insisted.
"Thank you! I promise, I won't..." Devin replied. "He approached the door as the parents drove down the street and out of sight. Devin knocked.
A boy, about eighteen, answered the door. He wore a black shirt and black pants, both with a blue streak down the sides, with matching shoes. He also sprayed his hair a matching color, and his eyes were also blue...
"Hi Jakester... Remember me..." Devin said, half-cocked.
Jakester knew it was Devin. He tried to slam the door in his face, but Devin's much stronger bionic arms forced it open.
"Please, get away from me!" Jakester yelled. "What do you want?"
Devin showed his tag for his group Peacefully to Assemble. "Let's have war..." Devin simply said.
Jakester, enraged, pulled out his Lightning L-Drago ED145FB and attached it. Devin attached Corona.
3! 2! 1! LET IT RIP!!!"
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