My name is Kyo Hayashi. I have the perfect life: money, friends, good looks; everything. I want something, I'll get it. But, it isn't all cake and flowers, oh no. My parents do things to get these things- illegal things. I wanted a beyblade, I got it. Now I can only wonder who's heart or dreams they crushed to get it. But, some people don't look that far. They only see the money and fame, not the horrible things happening. Then, there are some people that do. People that think my family is twisted, people who seek vengeance for what my parents have done. Why do I have to be the victim here? I'm not taking this anymore. I've given up everything: my home, my fortune, my "friends", all for this moment. I will show the world that not all Hayashis are horrible people, even if I'm using this cursed blade of crushed hope. This... this is my redemption.

I pulled the winder as hard as I could, letting out all my anger and fear in the pull. It was raining outside and the only thing that went through my mind was fear. Fear that I could fail and that this was all a big mistake. But there was no turning back. Not at all.

"Go shoot!" the guy's voice boomed, echoing through the empty streets, only to be blurred by the sound of the rain.

My hand trembled as I tried to remember exactly what I was doing. Was this a dream? Am I really that crazy?

The beyblades circled around the empty alley, splashing in puddles and knocking in to each other.

"Come on, punk! You're no challenge after all!" his voice said again. B-but who was he? I looked at his face again, splattered with rain and dirt, his soaked cap sitting on his head. Oh yeah, he was the leader of the local Beyblade Gang. Trying to get my beyblade or something, I can't remember.

"I-I don't want to fight," I tried to plea, but it was hopeless. I'm not ready for this, this world I've never before experienced.

His bey, which seemed like a flash of black and silver, slammed into mine, propelling it towards the wall. He smirked, and my instincts told me to run.

I grab the beyblade, which was cobalt and gold colored, and I run. I can feel the x-shaped scratch I made on it to show my "rebirth", but I keep running. I don't look back, and I can hear the guy's angry grunts.

Go back home, you idiot. You're not ready for this; you're just a spoiled kid who doesn't have a clue on the real world, my mind tells me. But I know, deep down in my heart, I can't go back.

Rally City, read the tattered poster that hung on the brick wall. Rally City Tournament, to be exact. The hideously ugly colors weren’t appealing at all, but the poster still intrigued me.

After last night’s experience, I didn’t think I was fit to be in another battle, but I ripped the poster down and stuffed it in my jacket pocket anyway. I could feel my bey as I scrambled my hand out of my pocket, and I could feel all the scratches that tainted its metal surface.

Scratches I made…

I shook my head to get my mind of that.

An alarming voice loomed over, or should I say under me, and I turned to see a small boy sitting on the bench, sipping on a juice box, looking at me with big eyes.

“Hey, mister!” he said, his eyes wandering over every part of my body. I tried to speak, but all that came out was a raspy cough. I tried again, but the same thing happened. He looked at me again, and handed me the juice box he was drinking. He smiled when I took it, but he left to his mother, who was warning him about something. I threw it out after he left, I know I needed it, but I wasn’t comfortable taking things from strangers.

I tried to stare at the sky, to try to get my mind straight: goals, what I was doing or planning to do… But, my mind was a scrambled mess. I could barely sleep last night with all the rain pouring on the small awning of the concession stand I had to sleep at. Not only that, but I had to watch my back for anyone that got near me.

My eyes were groggy and I was confused and didn’t know what to do. It was like my brain was doing stuff without my consent. So, I sat myself on the nearest bench, hoping I could get a grip on reality.

I looked down at my soaked sneakers, gray from the dirty water I had to run through last night. My jeans were worn and like everything else, soaked.

I tried to look to my sides, to see if there was anything to pass the time, to get myself straight. I saw a crowd that steadily got bigger, surrounding a small electronics shop. Curiously, I walked over to the crowd and pushed my way through. People grunted angrily as I shoved them aside, but it’s not like I care.

Lined on the window of the shop were five television sets all showing the same thing: what appeared to be the ending of a beyblade tournament. A guy with blue hair decked in a white and blue outfit waved at the camera and to the crowds of people cheering in the stadium.

“And the mysterious blader Whirlpool takes another victory, leaving him with 19200 points!” the announcer boomed through the speakers of the television.

What a waste of time, I thought, walking away from the store. But then something caught my attention. Something the announcer had said about Whirlpool attending another tournament. The Rally City tournament.

A flame ignited itself in my heart; I never felt more excited to battle in my life. I felt so good, like this journey was possible, like I was an unstoppable canine. That is, until it came. The burning feeling in my body I had tried to ignore as I slept near the concession stand. Hunger. I felt like my body was igniting itself, burning endlessly. No water could stop this flame, no ocean.

In panic, I reached for my pockets to try to find a little money, something that could get me something to eat. I had never been in this situation before; back at home, no one would stay hungry. A longing feeling entered my heart; a longing for home. I shook the feeling away immediately.

While I was thinking about home, another thought crawled into my mind. I scrambled for the crumpled poster in my pocket and read it carefully:

RALLY CITY TOURNAMENT
October 11th at 15:00
Ignite the Blader Spirit in this All out Battle
First Rounds will be One vs. One
The Final Battle Will Be a Triple Battle!
Prizes Awarded to FIRST PLACE:
3000 BeyPoints
$250

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the last line. This was my chance; if I won, I could have enough money for food. If I could just brave one more day of this pain, I could have more than enough!

But, a feeling rushed over my body. Regret. Why was I doing this? Was my “honor” really worth risking my life?

Yeah, Kyo. Why do you care what your parents did to other people? It’s not like it’s happening to you.

But, that boy earlier. He cared. He cared about me without even knowing me. I'm so confused, and angry.

Why should I care? Why should I care!? I wanted to yell out, so everyone could hear me and understand what I was going through. But, to be honest, I didn’t even know why.

The building in front of me was large; with bright blue paint shimmering on the bricks. There was a large poster above the doorway that said, “Beyblade Tournament!” Nobody else waited besides the building, so I guessed it was before school normally ended.

I yawned and slumped myself against the wall, my eyes wandering for anything slightly important. My legs ached from walking so much, and my eyes were foggy since I didn’t get much sleep the night before. My eyelids were like bricks, slumping downwards, trying to make them shut. I struggled to keep them open, but they came thundering down, and everything went black.


The sounds of children running and shouting nearby woke me up with a start. I opened my eyes slowly, watching the children run through the doors, dragging their friends by their arms. They wore colorful bookbags and dull-colored uniforms.

I stretched my arms and stood up. Grabbing the silver handles of the door, I headed in to the crowded building. A guard waited in front of the door, looking at ID’s and moving to the next child in seconds. The walls were painted blue, with tiled floor that smelled and looked clean. Children waited in lines, dashing past into the waiting rooms when they were done.

Finally, it was my turn.

“ID,” the guard said, not looking at me directly. I froze nervously. Had I come all this way to be told I couldn’t enter?

“I-I don’t have one.”

He sighed and pointed to an empty booth on the other side of the hallway. A woman who had a bored expression waited, half-asleep. I walked over nervously.

“Here,” she said in a low pitched voice, handing me a paper that was blank.

The form had basic questions: Name, Age, and Beyblade. But, that last question caught me by surprise. I had never known the actual name of my Beyblade, as I simply referred to it as “Canis”, since that was the name imprinted on the face bolt. I filled out everything else except that.

“Only ten spots left!” the guard yelled across, the kids fidgeting at their place in line. At the rate he was going, I would never make it in time.

I looked at the empty section, where the name of my Beyblade was supposed to go. I tried to rack my brain for any names I had ever heard people refer to it as.

“Five spots left!” the guard yelled again. I nervously tried to think again, but time was not a friend.

“One spot left!” he yelled. I shoved the paper into the girl’s arms, hoping she wouldn’t notice the empty space. I ran across, past the children and the guards. The guard glanced at me and made his final announcement.

“No spots left!”


The waiting room was a large, green colored room, lined with steel benches and children and teenagers. Three large televisions lined opposite walls, their screens black. The smell of metal and oil lingered in the room, but it was faint. Everyone had the same look on their face; a face of competition. I glanced around, ignoring their glares, and counted roughly fifty people.

Younger competitors shoved their prized beys into other people’s faces, giving off every strength and weakness. Older ones kept theirs secretive, while adjusting them occasionally in the shadows of other people.

The televisions flashed simultaneously, catching the attention of every blader in the room. A guy with a blue vest and red bandana appeared on the television screen.

“Bladers! The next round begins in five minutes!” he said, sticking out all fingers to make a five. “Here are your opponents!” The television flashed again, and a large tournament grid appeared on the screen. I inched closer to get a better look as it randomly generated pairs. Teenagers sighed when the results were in.

I scanned the screen for my name, looking through many names in the process. Finally, I caught sight of it. I would be playing in the second round, since there were only four stadiums in the arena. My opponent was named Hideo Iwate.

My first match would be in a while, so I sat down on one of the benches, keeping my eyes peeled until the first match ended.


“Aaaand the first match ends with a bang!” the guy said again, recaps flashing on the television screens. “The second match begins now! Bladers, make your way into the arena, now!”

I walked out into the arena, a huge crowd sitting on the side lines. I went to Stadium # 3, which was where my battle would take place. The announcer guy didn’t announce anyone’s name, so as to save time while the battles took place simultaneously.

“Hey you!” a boy’s voice said towards me. Startled, I looked in front of me. A short boy with straight, jet black hair stood in front of Stadium # 3. He had a white polo and navy colored pants, with tools lining his belt. “You’re going down!”

Irritated, I pulled out my launcher, and reached into my pocket, where my bey was. I slammed the winder into the hole and stood in position.

“Three!” the announcer said, the voices of other people following his lead.

“Two!”

“One! Gooooo Shoooot!” he said, as I pulled the winder strongly. The sound of metal hitting metal filled my ears.

My bey circled the arena, a flash of gold and blue, quickly. My opponent’s bey was a turquoise and silver blur as it circled gently in the middle, unmoved. It stood taller than my own, seeming almost superior. The boy, Hideo, smirked as my bey continued its radial pattern, making no contact.

Anger filled inside me. How was I supposed to attack him? Why wasn’t he making the same circling movement as I? I was confused, but I couldn’t lose.

“Goooooo!” I yelled, every sound escaping my mouth filled with anger. The gold blur made smaller movements now, inching in closer to my opponent. But, as it made contact, it didn’t have enough speed left to make a devastating blow.

Fear flooded my thoughts; fear of losing.

No! I thought. I will not lose!

“I can taste the victory! I will not let it escape my grip!” I cried out. Canis changed its course to elsewhere: the slopes. It made a back and forth movement; from the slope to the opponent, over and over. As it did this, it gained something very valuable in my situation: momentum.

“Now!” I said, as Hideo’s facial expression became twisted and fearful. In a matter of seconds, his bey was knocked out of the stadium, the once thought superior, fallen. I reached into the bowl and grabbed the cobalt-gold top. Joy rushed through my soul; through my spirit. Now, I was one step closer to my goal, one step closer to my Redemption.

“And that concludes Round 1: Sector 2!” the announcer’s voice boomed. I walked past the other competitors in the arena, forcing myself to smile at them, so they wouldn’t suspect me. Not a single person smiled back; they only gave me merciless glares.

I continued walking towards the waiting room, holding Canis in my hand, feeling as if some of its darkness was wiped off. While I was staring at its gleam, a girl slammed into me, an angry look on her face.

She looked tough, a red baseball cap on her head, long black locks coming out. There was a band-Aid on her cheek, and two scars.

“Watch where you’re going, punk!” she yelled, holding out a fist. I was terrified, but I tried not to show it. “You’ll be gone by the next round anyway, loser,” she said, walking away.

What she said sunk into me, not as fear, but as anger. My nostrils flared, and my eyes were steaming. I continued walking, tightening my grip on the metal top even harder. My fingers dug into my left palm, a painful surge entering my body. I wanted to scream, to bring down everything that stood in my way, I was just so angry. But instead, I just sat down on the bench, my grip tightening every second.


“Now, Bladers! Round two will begin right now! Take a glance at the tournament grids, and if you’re participating in the first sector, then get out in the arena!”

I looked at the tournament grid with names flooding the screen. I quickly looked for my name, and I saw I would be in Sector 1: Stadium # 2. I ran off into the arena before I caught a glance of my opponent’s name. I was the first one there, but others quickly followed.

Anger still burned in my heart, but I had calmed down a bit. Everyone was in the arena, but no one stood in front of me. A squeaky noise alarmed me as a boy ran up in front of me. Long bangs covered his right eye, and he wore a jade-colored jacket. Baggy black pants covered his legs, his bey hanging by the pocket.

“Three!” I yelled out, simultaneously with the crowd and other bladers. I pulled out my launcher and put the winder in, the gears inside cranking in an approving gesture.

“Two!” The boy followed me, but did so in a clumsy way. He misplaced his winder and had to put it in again, an unpleasant noise following.

“One!” I yelled, slamming Canis onto the launcher.

“Gooooooo, Shoooooot!” I pulled my winder out forcefully, letting my emotions run, like that first night…

Memories flooded my mind like tsunamis. The sounds in the arena became a blur, and the scenery changed drastically. I was outside now, in the dark, and the rain was pouring. It was misty around me, engulfing me into an abyss. Everywhere on my body was painful, my head, my arms, my legs. I collapsed onto my knees, holding myself up with my hands.

I heard footsteps at my rear, and I struggled to get up. More footsteps swarmed into my ears. I panicked and held my head as it pounded through my palms. I got up, running to… Running to, to… I don’t know, but I was running. More footsteps came, and my heart thumped in my chest faster than a bullet. Suddenly, I spiraled to the ground, the pain escaping… The light escaping… The sound escaping… Everything escaping.

Reality shoved itself into my mind in a flash. The bright lights warped my eyesight as if I had just woken up. I could see a faint blur of gold spinning in a large circle, and a black flash steadily rotating in the center of the stadium.

His bey was like a wall, a towering wall standing straight up. It was much shorter than mine, focusing its defense in a smaller perimeter. The boy smiled eagerly and stared at the stadium in awe.

Are you really going to lose to a kid?! My mind yelled.

“I won’t lose…” I repeatedly mumbled. “Gooo!”

Canis slammed into the black blur, only to get swatted back like a fly. I tried again, but to no avail. The spinning menace was impenetrable. I was going to lose…

Flashes of me losing or practicing in the past entered me. I could see myself practicing, and giving up before I was done spinning. My arm reached out and stopped my bey, by pressing a finger in the center, so the metal wouldn’t hurt my hand...

My eyes opened wide. This is it! That’s how I’ll win! I thought excitedly. Canis was taller, and that made my plan possible!

Canis towered over into the center, the metal making little contact with the opponent since it was thin. It tilted over, scraping at the clear black wheel sitting on the metal.

The boy just laughed.

“Okay! Enough playing!” his face grew serious. “Go! Shield of the Gods!” Nothing happened, as Canis continued scraping its opponent, making it wobble. Whatever he was trying to do, didn’t work because I was making it so that both metals couldn’t make contact.

“That’s enough!” I cried out as the top began to wobble uncontrollably, making it unstable.

Finally, the metal scraped the floor and made it stop spinning.

I won! I thought to myself. I actually won! I grabbed Canis and walked back to the waiting room as if I was the strongest person in the entire arena.

I waited, my back aching from sitting on the metal bench for so long. In just an hour, the room had been wiped of nearly every person. Now, I could see every blader’s face. Determination burned in their eyes.

I saw the girl again, her cold face, and her black hair. I tried not to look at her, trying not to start a fight I wasn’t going to win. I looked over my shoulder to the other side of the room, where a familiar face stood. His blue hair clashed with the green paint that covered the walls, and his eyes seemed like empty oceans.

I fidgeted nervously as I played with Canis, looking at the scratches that now lined the gold metal. I hoped it wouldn’t do too much to affect the performance of the top, because I needed to win.

“OK, Bladers!” the familiar voice of the announcer said through the speakers. “It’s time to begin the Semi-Finals! Look on the screen, and you will see your opponents!”

My eyes turned to the television, others’ eyes following. I looked for my name, scanning through about twelve names in the process. My opponent’s name simply read, “Zane.” His name struck me as odd; it was the first time I heard such a name here in Japan. There was no surname next to it, either.

I slumped forwards and trekked to Stadium # 4; where my battle would take place. By now, hunger and sleepiness had become a part of me, overwhelming me every second of the day that passed. The pain subdued, and now I just have one worry on my mind: to win.

A boy about my age or a little bit older, stood in front of me in the stadium. Spiky, black hair slanted on one side of his face, and a serious look plagued his face. He wore a red jacket that overlaid a black t-shirt. Red jeans covered his legs, the bottom folded neatly. He pulled out a grip-like thing from his belt, and stood in position. I did so too, feeling sheepish at the fact I didn’t have the materials he had.

“Three!” I chanted, hearing Zane’s English accent distinctly through the voices.

“Two!” I said, routinely shoving the winder into the launcher I held in my hand.

“One!” I jammed Canis onto the prongs. “Gooooo, shooooooot!” I pulled out the winder just as hard as I slammed it in. My arms wept at the force I exerted, aching as it slumped down from pulling the winder.

Again, this opponent had a taller bey than mine, but I learned not to worry too much of it. The colors were a mixture of black and red, and it spun gently in the center, just as my previous opponent. Canis still continued its rapid circling movement, not making any progress on attacking the opponent.

A few seconds passed and Canis inched closer to the center, losing speed rapidly. I could see a grin make its way onto Zane’s face as his bey suddenly changed its rotation. The red flash slammed into mine and sent it to the edge, holding on, but barely.

“Don’t worry, Canis!” I yelled, “Gooo!”

Canis moved to the center slowly again, scraping the metal of my opponent. Again, he grinned coolly and he slammed his bey into mine. The process repeated itself multiple times, draining my spirit and strength away. But not only was my spirit drained, but Canis’ too. It spiraled sadly, being drained of its power every second.

“It’s time to finish this…” he said mysteriously, preparing for something seemingly powerful.

I have not gone this far for nothing, my mind beamed. I will never give up!

“Ok, Leone!” Zane cried out. “Destruction thrust!”

His top lunged towards mine at an incredible speed, and it would’ve been a K.O if it had made contact. But, it didn’t. I have no idea how. Zane’s bey just… missed. The power was so tremendous that it just flew out the stadium.

Zane stood there bewildered. His eyes flared with anger.

“B-but, but how?” I could hear him mumble under his breath. Even the announcer was confused.

“A-aaaaaand that concludes the Semi Final Round!” he cheered.

I just stood there; unmoving and still. Happiness flew into my veins, but I was awestruck.

Did my thoughts actually reach Canis?! I thought to myself. But, even I knew that was impossible.

BeyBlade: starts with: Silent Ninja MSBSCH85 RHF/RS, final form is: Silent Samurai MKSCH85 WRHF/RWD

BeyBlade description:
Face: A shuriken in the middle, between two kantanas and the writing SAMURAI for Silent Samurai and NINJA for Silent Ninja (color: all decals black on silver background)
Silent: think of Lightning with the multi hit mode (renamed Rapid Strike mode) as thick shurikens, and upper mode (renamed Slice mode) as a kantana (color: un-painted)
Samurai: think of Kerbecs + L-Drago I with the 'rings' as shurikens and the dragon heads as kantanas (color; silver)
Ninja: same as Samurai except that the dragon heads are shaped like kunai (color: silver)
MKSCH85: Metal Kantana Spring Change Height 8.5mm – 11.0mm, same as MSBSCH85 except that the Shuriken Blade is changed with 4 kantanas (color: translucent silver for the plastic, un-painted metal for the “blades”)
MSBSCH85: Metal Shuriken Blade Spring Change Height 8.5mm-11mm, think of CH120 with an external shell resembling a shuriken made of metal, when lose, MSBSCH85 can bounce due to the spring within the core of MSBSCH85.
RHF/RS: Rubber Hole Flat / Rubber Sharp (can change during combat at Izuma’s command)
WRHF/RWD: Wide Rubber Hole Flat / Rubber Wide Defense (can change during combat at Izuma’s command (color: translucent silver for plastic, black for the rubber))
Super Attacks:
Level 1: “Silent death,” Silent Samurai disappears and hits opponent with a million kunai and shuriken and kantanas
Level 2: “100 Slices of The Samurais’’,” the Metal Shuriken shell on MSBSCH85 swells and smashes the opponent’s bey 100 times, on the 99th time, Silent Ninja halts and circles the stadium 10 times, cheating a black hurricane that flips the opposing bey out of the stadium with a insanely powerful smash from Silent Samurai.
Level 3: N/A
Level X: “Infinite Blade” Samurai appears and slices at the opponent’s bey with such speed and power that the opposing bey instantly stops and flies out of the stadium 10 meters away, breaking it in half. (Last resort, can only be used three times in a year!)
Team attack 1: “Hydro Kantana Blitz”: Team attack with Hydro Narwhale: Narwhale lifts Samurai, Samurai creates a kantana and Narwhale adds high pressure water jets to it, they attack together, while Samurai slices with the kantana, narwhale flips and uses water jets to grind the opponent’s clear wheel, and increase its spin velocity, causing the opponent’s bey to completely stop by Narwhale’s grind or get KOed by Samurai’s attack
Team attack 2: “Electric Kantana Dive”: Team attack with Electric Berserker: Berserker goes around Samurai as a shield while circling the stadium (like the moon is Berserker, earth is Samurai and the centre of the stadium id the sun) and then Samurai shoots up in the sky, descending with Samurai spinning a kantana charged with lightning and Berserker keeping the opponent bey in one spot by surrounding it with a electric fence
Team attack 3: “Magma Kantana Dive”: Team attack with Magma Saurian: Refer to “Electric Kantana Dive” team attack with Berserker’s parts replaced by Saurian
Team attack X: “Inzori Finale”: Team attack involving all the Team members: first, Narwhale soaks all the opponent beys, next Berserker zaps all of them, while the opponents are distracted by Narwhale and Berserkers team attack, then Narwhale fills the stadium with water at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opponent beys in Rock, allowing the entire team the time to do “Infinite Magma Hydro Electric Kantana Attack” without any opposition

BeyBlade Type: Legendary
Spin Direction: Left
Character bio:
Gender: Male
Clothes: Black Kevlar T-shirt and jeans and silver Kevlar cloak with black flames. (cloak is based on Minato from NARUTO)
Black hair, Chinese origin, oldest of 4 children
Caries twin Kantanas everywhere.
Team rank: Leader
Attitude: helpful and cool, he has to keep a critical eye on his twin sister, Sonai so that she doesn’t go out of control with her short temper, his classmates (except for Sonai) are jealous of him. When he promises something, you can guarantee that he will keep his promise unless it has anything to do with murder or theft. Keeps his younger brothers in line every day so that they don’t drive Sonai crazy.
Age: 17 years as of February 27, 2011

BeyBlade: begins with: Pre-HWS Narwhale CH120 PD, and ends with: Hydro Narwhale XDFCH110 EPWD/PD
Type: Stamina
BeyBlade description:
Face: For both Narwhales, two narwhales next to each other with a wave and the writing Narwhale on the bottom. (Color: the narwhales: sliver, the wave: light blue, the writing: silver, the background: medium dark blue)
Hydro: imagine the Pre-HWS Virgo except the lobes are wave like. (Un-colored)
(Metal wheel) Narwhale: 4 Narwhales in a circle with a wave pattern on the bottom
(Clear wheel) Narwhale: two Narwhales in a circle. (Translucent blue)
XDFCH110: eXtreme Down Force Change Height 11.0mm- 13.5mm, basically a CH110 with the external shell as a super wide DF that works in both spin directions. (Translucent blue)
EPWD/PD: Eternal Polish Wide Defense/Polish Defense, PD with a voice controlled shaft aligned in PD’s notches, wielding a free spinning PWD (Translucent blue)
Super Attacks:
Level 1: “ Hydro Turbo Boost”: Narwhale creates a water typhoon complimenting its team members spin or itself spin, thus increasing the bey affected by the water typhoon spin velocity.
Level 2: “Hydro Cannon”: Narwhale creates a huge water typhoon in the playing area and sends it at the opponent’s bey, sending it flying repeatedly so that Narwhale’s extreme stamina can be used to outlast the opponent’s bey.
Level 3: “Flying Hydro Narwhale Cannon”: Hydro Narwhale hovers in the air because on XDFCH110 and creates a water Narwhale to ram the opponent’s bey.
Level X: “Hydro Horn”: Narwhale appears and creates a high pressure water jet in the shape of a Narwhale’s horn and Stabs the opponent’s bey breaking it in half, or KOing in instantly
Team Attacks:
Team attack 1: “Hydro Kantana Blitz”: Team attack with Silent Samurai: Hydro Narwhale lifts Silent Samurai, Samurai creates a Kantana and Narwhale adds high pressure water jets to it, and then they attack together, while Samurai slices with the kantana, narwhale flips and uses Hydro to grind the opponent’s clear wheel, causing the opponent’s bey to completely stop by Narwhale’s grind or get KOed by Samurai’s attack
Team attack 2: “Hydro Shock”: Team attack with Electric Berserker: Team attack with Hydro Narwhale: First, Narwhale soaks the opposing beys with water, then Berserker zaps them, after that, Narwhale creates a water typhoon that Berserker charges with electricity
Team attack 3: “Rock Strike”: Team attack with Magma Saurian: Narwhale fills the stadium with at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opposing beys in rock, defenseless against a water/magma spear strike.
Team attack X: “Inzori Finale”: Team attack involving all the Team members: first, Narwhale soaks all the opponent beys, next Berserker zaps all of them, while the opponents are distracted by Narwhale and Berserkers team attack, then Narwhale fills the stadium with water at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opponent beys in Rock, allowing the entire team the time to do “Infinite Magma Hydro Electric Kantana Attack” without any opposition
Spin Direction: L/R
Character bio:
Gender: Female
Clothes: wears basically the same as all the Inzori except that her cloak is blue with silver flames.
Caries a special Touch Screen Repair Computer, TSRC, and tools for bey repairs
Rank in Team: repairer. (Technician)
Black hair, Chinese origin, and 2nd oldest of 4 children
Attitude: very reckless, and has a short temper, her twin brother, Izuma, does all that he can do to make sure she doesn’t go out of control with her rage and short temper doesn’t get the worst of her, her classmates (except for Izuma) are jealous of her. When she promises something, you can guarantee that she will keep her promise unless it has anything to do with murder or theft. She can get very angry with her 2 younger brothers, she respects Inzori as the greatest beyblader of all time
She is Izuma’s twin sister
Age: 17 as of February 27, 2011

BeyBlade: begins with: Static Zerker LB135 ELRF final form: Electric Berserker BXBCH135 EMCLRF
Beyblade type: Attack
BeyBlade Discription:
Face: A sword with electricity coming out of it and the writing BERSERKER or ZERKER on the bottom. (Color: the sword: Silver, everything else: yellow on a black background)
Electric: Looks like a metal wheel with 4 lengthened protrusions in the shape of thunderbolts. (Slightly overhangs the track like Rock does (color: silver))
Static: same as Electric but it only has 3 protrusions
Berserker: 4 very large swords in a circle. (Color: translucent light yellow)
Zerker: 3 swords in a circle. (Color: translucent dark yellow)
BXBCH135: Bending eXtreme Blades Change Height 13.5mm – 16.0mm, basically a CH___ with 4 large Blades that can bend at Hatachi’s command during battle.
LB135: Lightning Blade 13.5mm, 3 lightning like blades facing outward.
ELRF: Eternal Left Rubber Flat, a free spinning RF.
EMCLRF: Eternal Metal Coated Left Rubber Flat, combine Metal Flat, Rubber Flat, and Eternal___ and CS, a free spinning LRF with a Metal Coat around it. (The metal coat is raised by 2mm from the Left Rubber Flat)
Super attacks:
Level 1: “Static Shield”: a shield of electricity that causes the opponent’s bey to gain static electricity and stick to other unwanted friction causing things.
Level 2: “Lightning Horn Ramp”: a Horn with a smooth slope made of electricity rams the opponent bey and “slopes” it out of the stadium if it hits.
Level 3: “Electric Blade Typhoon”: a electric typhoon with electric Berserker Blades popping out every where to hit the opposing bey.
Level X: “Electric Berserker Blade”: Electric Berserker’s version of Samurai’s Infinite Blade except that the sword is made of electricity.
Team attacks:
Team attack 1: “Hydro Shock”: Team attack with Hydro Narwhale: First, Narwhale soaks the opposing beys with water, then Berserker zaps them, after that, Narwhale creates a water typhoon that Berserker charges with electricity.
Team attack 2: “Lightning Kantana Dive”: Team attack with Silent Samurai: Berserker goes around Samurai as a shield while circling the stadium (like the moon is Berserker, earth is Samurai and the centre of the stadium id the sun) and then Samurai shoots up in the sky, descending with Samurai spinning a kantana charged with lightning and Berserker keeping the opponent bey in one spot by surrounding it with a electric fence.
Team attack 3: “Lava/Lightning Trap Grind”: Team attack with Magma Saurian: (possibly the silliest tag-team attack ever) Saurian makes a wall of lava in the shape of [and Berserker creates a wall that looks like], then they trap the opposing beys in between the two walls like this[], then make the wall look like ll, thus creating friction to halt the trapped beys to a complete stop
Team attack X: “Inzori Finale”: Team attack involving all the Team members: first, Narwhale soaks all the opponent beys, next Berserker zaps all of them, while the opponents are distracted by Narwhale and Berserkers team attack, then Narwhale fills the stadium with water at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opponent beys in Rock, allowing the entire team the time to do “Infinite Magma Hydro Electric Kantana Attack” without any opposition
Spin direction: Left
Character bio:
Gender: male
Clothes: wears basically the same as all the Inzori except that his cloak is black with yellow thunderbolts, and wears repair goggles.
Black hair, Chinese origin, and 3rd of 4 children
Carries a special touch screen analyzer computer that can scan beys and create strategies according to the opponent’s bey parts and battle strategies for each of the team’s members
Team rank: Tactician
Attitude: a Bey strategist, caring and intelligent.

Age: 14 years old as of March 8, 2011

Beyblade: first bey: Inferno Dino BD145 RS ___ final bey: Magma Saurian XGBCH160 RDS
BeyBlade Description:
Face: A T-Red head blowing Flame and the writing DINO on the bottom for Inferno Dino/A T-Rex head with Magma trickling down the side and the writing SAURIAN on the bottom for Magma Saurian. (Color: Brown T-Rex head, red flames/magma, & gold DINO/SAURIAN)
Inferno: the Hasbro Pre-HWS HWS version of SGTO (red and brown)
Magma: Metal version of Heat with rubber in the gaps. (Rubber: red, metal: un-colored)
Dino: a T-Rex in a circle (the T-Rex: brown, the background or other plastic: red)
Saurian: ripples of lava in a circle. (Color: translucent red)
BD145: Hell Kerbecs’ Track. (Translucent red)
XGBCH160: eXtreme Gravity Bowl Change Height 16.0mm – 18.5mm, cross of CH___ and GB145, 4 metal balls on the shell of CH___, the plastic is arranged in a 4 pronged star.
RS: Rubber Sharp. (Color: translucent red, rubber: red)
RDS: Rubber Defense Sharp, a DS made of rubber (Color: red rubber and translucent red for the plastic parts)
Super attacks:
Level 1: “Lava Shield”: Saurian creates a wall of Lava around it to protect it from attacks.
Level 2: “Lava Wipeout”: Saurian creates a wave of lava to cover its opponents.
Level X: “Volcano Grave”: Saurian suddenly starts circling the stadium and creates a miniature un-erupted volcano in the middle of the stadium, then when the opponent’s bey is in the volcano’s crater, the volcano explodes, sending the opponent’s bey flying.
Team attacks:
Team attack 1: Magma Kantana Strike: Team attack with Silent Samurai: Refer to “Electric Kantana Dive” team attack with Berserker’s parts replaced by Saurian
Team attack 2: “Lava/Lightning Trap Grind” (possibly the silliest tag-team attack ever) : Team attack with Electric Berserker: Saurian makes a wall of lava in the shape of [and Berserker creates a wall that looks like], then they trap the opposing beys in between the two walls like this[], then make the wall look like ll, thus creating friction to halt the trapped beys to a complete stop

Team attack 3: Rock Strike: Team attack with Hydro Narwhale: Narwhale fills the stadium with at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opposing beys in rock, defenseless against a water/magma spear strike.
Team attack X: “Inzori Finale”: Team attack involving all the Team members: first, Narwhale soaks all the opponent beys, next Berserker zaps all of them, while the opponents are distracted by Narwhale and Berserkers team attack, then Narwhale fills the stadium with water at the same time, Saurian releases a flow of lava, trapping the opponent beys in Rock, allowing the entire team the time to do “Infinite Magma Hydro Electric Kantana Attack” without any opposition
Character bio:
Gender: male
Clothes: wears basically the same as all the Inzori except that his cloak is silver with red flames.
Black hair, Chinese origin, and the youngest of 4 children
Team rank: Attack absorber (the shield)
Attitude: very humorous, liked by everyone.