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Chapter 1
"Hah! Take that!"
I felt a vibration, and his bey smashed mine. But I should probably introduce myself first.
I'm Horu, a 12-year-old blader. I'm what you people would call blind. But that never stopped me from blading. No, not from what I recall.
My best friend, Nero, has been blading since he was four, and he's really good at it, too. He always helps me with my blading techniques, and whenever a new part comes out, he gets a sample and lets me feel it, then tells me the name of the part, so that I know what part it is when I battle an opponent who owns that part. He also always battles me, so my skills always improve. But back to the battle now. I'm in the finals of the Qualifications tournament for my city, so if I win, I'll represent my city in the countrywide tourney, Shi no Tatakai.
"Go, Lacerta! Lizard Barrage!"
I felt his bey, Poison Lacerta D125F, speed around the stadium like mad. I have this technique of feeling the vibrations of the ground so that I can know what's happening in the battle.
"Dodge it, Horuseus!", I shouted. My bey, Bakuban Horuseus E145RB, lunged to the right, making Lacerta lose the stamina it invested into that attack. My opponent, Waru, frowned. His face hardened. He knew what was coming.
"GO, HORUSEUS! COUNTERSTRIKE!", I shouted mercilessly. I felt Horuseus dance around the stadium, then make a spiral pattern, and finally, smash Waru's bey into the sky. Then Horuseus dashed upwards and smacked Lacerta's underside.
There was a flash of yellow and green, and Blader DJ shouted, "The winner is..."
TO BE CONTINUED.

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Ryuuga attached a moderator notice to this post. (April 1, 2010 12:00 AM)
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Wow. Talk about a new twist in ideas! A blind blader...hmmm...I'm interested. I'll be checking back often.

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"In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new: an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto, "Anyone can cook." But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist; but a great artist can come from anywhere."

-Anton Ego/Peter O'Toole (1932-2013)

intesting i will be checking back very often

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Intriguing story, if i could only ask you separate the paragraphs to make it easier to read. Thnnx

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Chapter 1 cont.
".....Horu!"
A roar of cheer rose from the audience, and I smiled. For some strange reason, almost every time I win, the crowd goes super crazy. It must be because I'm blind.
"Congratulations, Horu! You will advance to Shi no Tatakai to represent our city, Goma!" Suddenly, Horu felt a hand on his shoulder, and someone whispered something to him. "Horu, please proceed to the mayor's office at five o'clock sharp.", the man said. He was probably a WBBA arbiter. Then the hand left, and I heard the audience cheer again.
The day flowed smoothly after. I signed some photographs (yes, I can write), some crazy fangirls trampled me, Nero congratulated me, and everything seemed to be fine.
Little did I know that when I walked to the mayor's office late afternoon, my life would change forever.
Chapter 1 End

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Ryuuga attached a moderator notice to this post. (April 1, 2010 12:00 AM)
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Pretty cool! Interested to see what happens next to this blind blader.

What a cool storyline: A BLIND blader. Something to think about...

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