Max's beyblade flew past his face and landed on the the pavement. Max leaned over and picked up the damaged basalt aquila. "Another customization failed",he thought to himself. The beyblade had giant gashes stretching from one side of the bey to the other. Pieces of metal protruded out from its metal wheel. He slipped the destroyed beyblade into his pocket. Max looked up at his undefeated foe. "so" said the fat boy in front of him. The boy outstretched his arm to Max. "Wheres my money?" he said. Max got to his feet and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a crumpled ten dollars and put it onto the boys piggy hand. "See you tomorrow" the fat boy said.
Max arrived at school the next day. The bell had not gone yet so he walked over to the dish where the other kids in his school beybladed. Max didn't want to get another beyblade destroyed by the fat boy so he settled on beyblading with the smaller kids in his school. Max easily beat all of them, but one child had some strength in him. Max's beyblade was being chased by a lightning l drago bd145 rf. Max's beyblade turned sharply and swerved to the back of his opponents beyblade. Max's beyblade rammed into the lightning l drago. It flew out of the dish and hit the
worst thing possible; The fat kids head. The fat boy namely Sean turned around. "Is this your beyblade?" he growled.
"N-no" Max stammered, backing away slowly.
"Whose is it then?" Sean demanded.
"It's his!" Max pointed to the boy he had just defeated. Sean turned to the small child and threw the beyblade aside. He was just about to throw a punch when Max spoke up.
"Actually I hit the beyblade out so you should be coming for me!" Sean immediately turned to face Max and in a matter of seconds Max was sprawled out on the ground clutching his stomach.
The next morning Max was walking to his local milk bar. Max walked in. He looked at the huge selection of sweets chips and drinks. Max picked out a big chocolate bar and a soda and placed the items on the counter. The shop keeper went through all the items scanning them. Max noticed a big poster behind the shop keeper saying Beyblade. "Whats that?" max asked.
"That is the big beyblade championship coming up soon" said the shop keeper. Down the bottom of the large colorful poster the word wbba were printed. Qualifying tornerments at your local blader dish it said. Max set out walking down the street gulping down his drink. He walked to the big building at the end of the street that had the words BLADER DISH painted on it. Max burped and threw his drink and chocolate wrapper into the rubbish bin. The automatic doors slid open and Max walked inside the air conditioned room. Three doors were positioned in front of him. One number was on each.1, 2 and 3. "Qualifying tournaments this way" said a man in a black suit. The letters wbba on his jacket. Max followed the man into room 1. Crowds were spread out across seats. "It's time for the qualifying tournament to begin!" the loud speaker screeched. To boys around the age of 13 were both positioned on either side of the big blading dish. "Are you competing?" asked the man.
"Yes" said Max nervously. The man lead Max into a room that had a sign on its the large door saying:only tournament entries here. "Sit down and prepare your beyblades" said the man "Your on in five."
Max sat down on one of the many cold metal benches. He opened his big toolbox that held all his beyblades. He rummaged through his box looking for a decent customization. He pulled out a lightning tank(lightning l-drago bd145 rf) and put it into his pocket. He chose his three segment launcher grip and attached his left spin bey-launcher on to it. Max closed his toolbox and looked at the tv on the wall. It showed all the battles. One beyblade was knocked out so hard it made a dent in the wall. Max was getting really nervous. He didn't want his beyblade to end up like THAT. The man Max had seen before rushed in. "Please print your name on the dotted line" he said handing Max a pen and paper. Max did as he was told and handed the items back to the man."Thank you" the man said. Almost immediately after Max had done so his name was called out over the loud speaker."Now its max vs Jacob!" it shouted. Max stood up beyblade at hand and walked out of the preparation room.
Max walked up the stairs and took his position at the end of the dish. Jacob was standing opposite him. "Three" the loud speaker said "two one...Gooooo shoot!" Max launched his beyblade perfectly into the stadium. He immediately begun attacking. His beyblade hit Jacobs beyblade with full force. Max had Jacobs beyblade right on the verge of falling out of the stadium. Jacobs basalt horogium threw all its weight towards lightning l-drago. "reverse!" Max shouted. His beyblade retreated to the opposite end of the stadium.
Max arrived at school the next day. The bell had not gone yet so he walked over to the dish where the other kids in his school beybladed. Max didn't want to get another beyblade destroyed by the fat boy so he settled on beyblading with the smaller kids in his school. Max easily beat all of them, but one child had some strength in him. Max's beyblade was being chased by a lightning l drago bd145 rf. Max's beyblade turned sharply and swerved to the back of his opponents beyblade. Max's beyblade rammed into the lightning l drago. It flew out of the dish and hit the
worst thing possible; The fat kids head. The fat boy namely Sean turned around. "Is this your beyblade?" he growled.
"N-no" Max stammered, backing away slowly.
"Whose is it then?" Sean demanded.
"It's his!" Max pointed to the boy he had just defeated. Sean turned to the small child and threw the beyblade aside. He was just about to throw a punch when Max spoke up.
"Actually I hit the beyblade out so you should be coming for me!" Sean immediately turned to face Max and in a matter of seconds Max was sprawled out on the ground clutching his stomach.
The next morning Max was walking to his local milk bar. Max walked in. He looked at the huge selection of sweets chips and drinks. Max picked out a big chocolate bar and a soda and placed the items on the counter. The shop keeper went through all the items scanning them. Max noticed a big poster behind the shop keeper saying Beyblade. "Whats that?" max asked.
"That is the big beyblade championship coming up soon" said the shop keeper. Down the bottom of the large colorful poster the word wbba were printed. Qualifying tornerments at your local blader dish it said. Max set out walking down the street gulping down his drink. He walked to the big building at the end of the street that had the words BLADER DISH painted on it. Max burped and threw his drink and chocolate wrapper into the rubbish bin. The automatic doors slid open and Max walked inside the air conditioned room. Three doors were positioned in front of him. One number was on each.1, 2 and 3. "Qualifying tournaments this way" said a man in a black suit. The letters wbba on his jacket. Max followed the man into room 1. Crowds were spread out across seats. "It's time for the qualifying tournament to begin!" the loud speaker screeched. To boys around the age of 13 were both positioned on either side of the big blading dish. "Are you competing?" asked the man.
"Yes" said Max nervously. The man lead Max into a room that had a sign on its the large door saying:only tournament entries here. "Sit down and prepare your beyblades" said the man "Your on in five."
Max sat down on one of the many cold metal benches. He opened his big toolbox that held all his beyblades. He rummaged through his box looking for a decent customization. He pulled out a lightning tank(lightning l-drago bd145 rf) and put it into his pocket. He chose his three segment launcher grip and attached his left spin bey-launcher on to it. Max closed his toolbox and looked at the tv on the wall. It showed all the battles. One beyblade was knocked out so hard it made a dent in the wall. Max was getting really nervous. He didn't want his beyblade to end up like THAT. The man Max had seen before rushed in. "Please print your name on the dotted line" he said handing Max a pen and paper. Max did as he was told and handed the items back to the man."Thank you" the man said. Almost immediately after Max had done so his name was called out over the loud speaker."Now its max vs Jacob!" it shouted. Max stood up beyblade at hand and walked out of the preparation room.
Max walked up the stairs and took his position at the end of the dish. Jacob was standing opposite him. "Three" the loud speaker said "two one...Gooooo shoot!" Max launched his beyblade perfectly into the stadium. He immediately begun attacking. His beyblade hit Jacobs beyblade with full force. Max had Jacobs beyblade right on the verge of falling out of the stadium. Jacobs basalt horogium threw all its weight towards lightning l-drago. "reverse!" Max shouted. His beyblade retreated to the opposite end of the stadium.
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