Orojya and Perseus clashed several times, sparks flying with every hit.
"Go, Orojya!!" Cloud yelled.
"Come on, Perseus!!" Jonas yelled...
The battle continued on as Cloud's friends watched.
"Um, Miles? One of the fans behind us has something to say to you..." Devin remarked...
"Uh, ok..." Miles replied, walking to the guy.
"I have some helpful things I've heard about that Jonas person there." the teenage boy said.
"Really? Like what?" Miles asked.
"Well, I've been down here a few times to see him battle. He's really quite impressive. I don't know why he's not captain!"
"What have you seen him do? Do you know some things about him?"
"I know he's competed in six tournaments, placing in all of them, winning three. He's the real deal, because of his bey. His bey has a special ability..."
"What is it?"
"Look at Perseus now..."
Miles looked and was shocked. He noticed that instead of spinning right like it was, it was now spinning left!
"What the? That's a...Dual-spin beyblade! Is that even legal? I've never seen one!"
"It's legal, alright. Aside from VariAres, it's the only dual-spin bey I know..."
"Wow... So Cloud..."
"Has his work cut out for him? Yeah..."
Well, I gotta thank you for the info..." Miles said, shaking the boy's hand, "What's your name?"
"Roderich. Roderich Edelstein..."
"Thank you, Roderich..."
"No problem... I'll be watching the matches. I know quite a bit. Lemme know if you need help with some stuff..."
Miles nodded, and turned to the match, "So, what'd I miss?"
"Cloud's almost done..." Devin said, "He's on the edge..."
Cloud was being pushed to the edge, almost getting KO'd.
"No..." Cloud thought. "I can't lose!! If I'm going down, he's coming with me!!"
"Go Orojya, Special Move! Unforgiving Bind!!"
Orojya's spirit emerged, and the snakes wrapped up Perseus, and at the same time Orojya was KO'd, Perseus was taken along, too! They both KO'd...
The crowd erupted in a large cheer of satisfaction. "Wow! What an interesting battle!!" DJ said, "The battle was well fought by both sides, and ended in a tie. What great effort by both bladers!!"
The crowd applauded as Cloud and Jonas shook hands.
"Good idea there, Cloud..." Jonas remarked. "You caught me off guard, hehe..."
"I know!" Cloud replied, "I didn't expect it to work!"
Cloud then walked back to his team, who was applauding his great effort.
"Alright, now it's time for the last match! Miles and Jan, to the stadium, please!!"
Miles approached, and so did Jan.
"Bladers, present!"
"Bandid Golem DF145BS!" Jan said.
Miles never saw this bey before, and was impressed, but he introduced his bey.
"Metal Face-Heavy Wing Pegasis BD145CS!!!" He yelled, and the crowd cheered.
Both Bladers readied their beys, and were prepared for launch.
3! 2! 1! GO SHOOT!!!
Pegasis and Golem hit the stadium and quickly clashed.
"Now the the battle between captains is now underway!!!" DJ announced.
"Come on, Golem!" Jan shouted, "Charge at him with all your power!!"
"Go, Pegasis!!" Miles said. "Fight hard, fend him off!!"
Pegasis and Golem both fought hard, and never weakened...
"Go Golem!!!" Jan Shouted.
Golem jumped and charged quickly and repeatedly. Pegasis barely dodged every attack.
"Jeez!! How many times can he attack?!?!" Miles thought. "I Can't keep dodging!!!"
Finally, after what felt like hundreds of attacks, Golem hit the floor wrong, and was immediately destabilized.
"Ah, No! Golem!" Jan yelled..
"Let's finish this!" Miles yelled. "Special Move! Wing Starbreaker!!"
Pegasis flew up and struck right on GOlem, and Golem exploded into its five parts.
The crowd applauded and cheered. "What a great battle!" DJ announced. "Miles wins by Crash Out!!"
Miles picked up Pegasis, and shook Jan's hand.
DJ approached Miles with a microphone. "Miles that was indeed a great battle. How did the Czech team do, what are your thoughts on your next opponent, Brazil?"
"I gotta say, the Czech Republic is by far the hardest team we've faced so far! I really didn't expect that tie, and Goelm? Phew, such a head ache! Pegasis isn't made for dodging, and it had a lot of close calls.
As for Brazil, to be honest, they're probably gonna be hard, but definitely not as hard as this team was tonight. Thank you."
The crowd applauded as Miles and his friends left the stadium...
"Good luck to the East Coast US as they go to face Brazil!!"
Both teams left and went to the airport. They shook hands and the four friends departed for Brazil.
As the flight began, Miles received a call. This time, from Aron, the Phillipines Captain. He went to the bathroom and locked the door.
"Aron! You must be calling because you battled Russia! What happened?"
"Oh...my...god, Miles. So horrible. I let Neil battle, and....he's severely injured..."
"Who'd he battle?"
"A guy named Antoine Lenkun. He was brutal!!"
"Did he use a bey with a Diablo Wheel?"
"No, he used Saramanda Saramanda E230MB...
"Oh. Well, that still sounds brutal..."
"A person with Diablo did battle though. He didn't reveal his name..."
"Did you notice anything about the bey?"
"Well, I can confirm the Diablo wheel and 4D bottom. The bottom looked Bluish-purple, and was a very aggressive bottom..."
"Okay, thanks for the help. Oh, one more thing. What did the Captain do to you?"
"He didn't do much, but he won, alright. He whispered something like 'MS, I will get you..."
"Thanks for the help, Aron..."
No problem, and--Oh no, NO! GET AWAY!! AAAHHHH!!"
"Aron?!?! Aron, No!!"
Miles heard several sounds of what sounded like a knife stabbing a person, then silence...
Miles was frozen for a few seconds, then he asked. "Aron???" He said...
Then a Russian voice picked up the phone. "Don't worry about your friend Aron. He's not gonna die. We're just getting a point across..."
"Why are you doing this?!?!?"
"Ha Ha Ha, to show that we are the superior country, and that no weaklings will ever stand in our way. We will defeat every team, one, by one, and in due time, your team, Miles, will fall to us, and I'm sure somebody, would like to have a talk with you, once we win..."
"TELL ME WHO YOU ARE, NOW!!!"
"Heh, that is something for you to find out later... Enjoy your victories while they last, Miles, because it might be the end of your victories...along with one other thing you value...your life.
"Goodbye, Miles, we shall see you at the Finals...." Then the man hung up...
Miles was silent, too shocked to even think.
He walked out, and attempted to head back to his seat. Devin spotted him, and stood up to catch him.
"Woah, Miles! You okay..." He said.
"No..." Miles said, "Horrible...." He then fell to the ground. His blue eyes then turned deep gray, and he started seizing...