The Italian Team
I woke up in what seems to be a hospital bed. "What the..." I mumble and look around. I sit up and see Karan and Alfred sitting in chairs on the other side of the room. The jump up at the sight of me. "SHAWN!" They shout and run over to hug me. "Guys! Where am I?" I ask. "You're in Italy!" Karan responds. I gasp. "I was out for that long?!" I exclaim. "It's been about a day and a half." Alfred says. "What about Roderich?!" I ask. They look at each other, with a sad expression. "They're still unsure." Karan says. "He may not make it." "What!?" I exclaim. "Elizabeta must be worried to death!" We all have grim looks on our face. The nurse comes in.
She checks me out and I'm clear. Next thing we know we're walking through the streets of Italy. "This place is amazing!" Alfred exclaims. "Yeah..." Karan responds. We continue walking for what seems like hours. Then we come to the Roman collosium. There was something going on inside. We heard fans chearing. "Let's go check it out!" I saw. We run in. When we come to the big arena. It's a beystadium! "A b-beystadium?!" Alfred mumbles. We stand in the doorway of the huge arena.
"There they are!" A fan shouts. He gets the whole stadium's attention. A big spotlight is placed on us. "WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?!" Karan shouts over the roaring crowd. "I DON'T KNOW!" I respond. "BUT I DON'T LIKE IT!" Down in the arena stands three boys. One of them is the one from my dreams. "Ah!" He shouts. "The Americans have arrived!" He jumps up and down with excitement. "Come! Join us!" He says. We walk down to the stadium.
"Ah! The American Team!" The boy says when we get down there. "I am the leader of the Italian Team! We are the Vargas triplets! I am Feliciano Vargas!" The boy says. "This is my bey, Flash Saggitario 230WD!" His brother walks up. He has a lighter shade of brown hair and green eyes. "I am Antonio Vargas." He says. "This is my bey L-Drago Destroy F

." I hear Karan gasp. The third boy walks up. He has redish-brownush hair and dark blue eyes. Almost purple. "Yo!" He says. "I'm Lovino Vargas! And this is my bey, Divine Chimera TR145SB!"
"Let's get this thing started!" Feliciano says. He jumps up in the air. "Good luck guys!" He tells us then runs to his stand. Antonio and Lovino follow. "Those guys are weird." Alfred says. "Yeah..." Karan responds. We get to the stand. "Ok. It's like this. Feliciano, air-head. Antonio, loner. Lovino, to full of himself to care about anything." We look over to see Felicino jumping around shouting "PASTAAAAA!", Antonio in the corner, and Lovino looking at the crowd, showing off. "Yeah." Karan and Alfred say.
"I got this!" Alfred says and jumps down. "Be careful!" I say. Lovino jumps down from his stand, too. He runs up to the stadium. "Let's get this over with!" Lovino says. "I have a few dates after this, kay?" Alfred rolls his eyes and readies Byxis. Lovino readies Chimera. "Bladers ready!" The ref shouts. "3! 2! 1!" We all shout. "GO SHOOT!" Alfred and Lovino shout as they launch their beys. They pass each other and hit the stadium. "Good luck Alfred." I think.