World Beyblade Organization by Fighting Spirits Inc.

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CHAPTER 1

I was almost in the clear. I could see our enemies, almost looking bloodthirsty.
They were tall men (they had to be more than 7 feet tall), had fangs, were extremly psycho, and, oh yeah,
They kidnapped my brother.
So I'm a (nearly) innocent 12-year-old Alex Harkins with my sidekick/friend Chris Jenkins. We're normal kids, except for the fact that we both got our black belt in karate at age 5. They said we were both prodigies. Yeah, no duh.

Anywho, we heard the sound of maniacal laughter. That ticked me off.
I kicked one enemy smack-dab in the middle of his chest, which didn't stop him from giving me a unfriendly uppercut accross the face, leaving blood where my right cheek was supposed to be. Then, presto change-o, I magically changed places with him, and just like that, he was the volunteer for my disappearing act.
OK..... No one has commented yet, I guess I'll just post another chapter.

CHAPTER 2
Needless to say, I threw him off a cliff. Pretty creative metaphor, huh?
I thought you'd say that.
The remaining 2 were pretty mad, and who would they blame but us dos amigos.
After those unfortunate occurences, my bud tried to be Superchris, trying to fight both macho men, which ended in him getting his arms tied behind his back. "Maybe you should just deliver pizzas from now on", I thought. "ALEX!, I heard Chris yell.
They were attacking him.
It was no more Mr. Nice Guy after that.

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