Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Flight of the Black Dragon ❯ Bladebreaker Stats ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

Bladebreaker Stats

Jake Baker leaned back in the padded chair, his gaze moving toward Lana Gabriel, who was sitting on the couch, her legs tucked beside her, and Sara Nelson, who was sitting sideways in her chair, legs hanging off one end with her arms braced up against the opposite armrest. They had decided to meet to discuss the competition, mostly the newest addition to the tournament: the Bladebreakers. "I suppose they could be competition," Jake said, finally breaking the silence between them.

Both girls looked at him; Lana with a look of surprise; and Sara with a look of indifference. "The youngest one, Kenny, has a laptop that gives them information from all the Beybladers around him," he added. "I heard his Bit Beast is stuck inside the laptop and helps them out with any of their questions."

"True enough, but he's never seen us battle," Lana pointed out, tossing her long brown hair behind her shoulder. "The laptop won't be much of use to them. Besides, he can't compete because his Blade doesn't have a Bit Beast in it, so he'd be totaled instantly."

Jake knew she had a point and he sighed with annoyance. "I guess, but I still don't think we should take him lightly. He's got enough information to pose as a threat."

Sara flicked a speck of dust off her knee and pulled her Blade out of her pocket, watching as the Bit Chip caught the light and flashed. "Max with his Bit Beast Draciel have a good defensive front, but otherwise they're useless," she said, putting her Blade back in her pocket.

"You have a point, but he improves with every match and often comes up with a strategy during the middle of the battle to win, even if the odds are stacked against him," Jake reminded her. "Then there's Ray with his Bit Beast Driger. He's got an ultra-fast blade and his power is not to be taken lightly."

Lana rolled her eyes and began to laugh. "Jake, you worry too much! They haven't a chance in defeating us! Besides, we don't compete with anybody for a while because since we've been champions three times in a row we're automatically in, so we don't have to bother with a qualifying round." Her soft brown eyes twinkled as she lifted herself up into a straighter position and grinned at Jake. "Although, he is kinda cute."

Sara rolled her eyes, but didn't comment. Jake hid his spurge of jealousy well and shook his head. "Never mind then. What about Tyson and his Bit Beast Dragoon?"

"Nothing to worry about there," Lana said, waving her hand dismissively. "He's got a lot of power and his Bit Beast cares a great deal for him, but he's still no match for the three of us. He's got speed and that Phantom Storm is pretty cool, but it's nothing to worry about. It's their leader that I'd be more worried about. Hell, none of them are a match for us, but if any of them are going to survive more than a few seconds, it's that cutie Kai."

Sara rolled her eyes again and sat up, setting a deck of cards on the table before them after she had shuffled them. She dealt them to her two teammates and they lifted their hands, ready to play a game of rummy. "He's nothing special." She slapped two cards onto the table and leaned back in her chair when Draco and Melody both lifted their brows in surprise, waiting for her to continue. "Sure his Bit Beast Dranzer is powerful, but it doesn't hold a candle to my Drache."

Lana laughed and shook her head as she pulled a card out of her deck and put it on the discard pile when she hadn't been able to do anything else with her hand. "Nobody can beat your Drache, not even us." She paused a moment before adding, "You seem to know him. Have you two met before?"

"My dad worked for his grandfather a few years ago," Sara said, watching when Jake put down a card she wanted. She pulled it off the discard pile and put down a three, four, and five of spades. She then discarded another card and continued with her explanation, knowing that either Lana or Jake would ask her about it again if she didn't. "We were about six or seven and we knew each other fairly well for about a year. I know more about his grandfather than about him."

Lana picked up a card from the upside-down stack and sighed, discarding it. "What do you know about his grandfather?"

"He's a creep," Sara said when Jake picked up Lana's discarded card and slapped down four aces before he discarded one.

"Is that all?" Jake asked, knowing that Sara had more to spill as he watched her pick up a new card and discard another.

Sara was silent for a while and cards were shifted between the teammates several times until she spoke again. "He kept trying to get Kai to destroy other kids' blades because he said it was the only way to win. Kai, being little, did it. Last I heard he's the leader of the Blade Sharks, an unofficial team on the streets that total kids' blades whenever a battle is there."

"But he's a good Blader," Lana said, slapping down her own straight and discarding a card. "I watched one of his battles. He's got a lot of talent, and his style is a lot like yours, Sara."

"Which one of you wants to face off with him?" Jake asked, speaking for the first time in a while.

"I will," Lana said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She grinned at Sara when the other girl discarded another one of her cards. "A lot of the girls here have the hots for him, you know." Sara said nothing in response and slapped the last three of her cards, indicating that she was not only finished, but she had won the game. "You have to admit, he's not bad to look at."

Sara stood and pulled out her Drache Blade, allowing it to catch the light again before she headed toward the door. Jake watched as she turned the handle to leave before he spoke. "Sara, we've got to bed down soon. It's pretty late."

"I'll be back in an hour," Sara said over her shoulder as she closed the door behind her.

Lana dealt the cards between she and Jake and began a new game. "But you do know that no one can compare to you, right?" she asked, her eyes twinkling through her long dark lashes.

Jake smiled slightly and shrugged, discarding something from his hand. "I'm not jealous."

"Yes you are."

"Am I that easy to read?" Jake asked, not even bothering to hide the fact that she was right. Why bother? Lana knew when he was lying. "I'm not your keeper, Lana."

Lana tossed her head and grinned at him, reaching across the table to stroke his cheek. "I know." She yawned suddenly and shook her head, putting her hand on the table. "I'm beat. What do you say?"

"Sleep sounds good," Jake said, piling the cards together and putting them into the box they came in.

"So when did you meet Kai?" Lana asked as she put the deck of cards away and rummaged through her closet, searching for her pajamas.

"He walked in on me when I was in the garden," Jake explained as he stripped down to his shorts and collapsed on the large chair in his room. He kept the door open so he could continue talking to Lana without having to shout. "Lupe sniffed him out, and I was rather impressed when he didn't back down. He just stared at him until I called him off. Kid's got guts, I have to give him that."

Lana laughed and walked into his room wearing a pair of short shorts and a tank top as she pulled her long hair into a ponytail. "But he didn't say much, did he?"

Jake shrugged. "Not really. He wanted to know why Sara knew so much about him, but otherwise he didn't say anything."

"And why does she?" Lana asked, lifting a perfectly arched dark brow.

"You know Sara," Jake said with a smile. "She looks at him as possible competition."

"She said herself that he didn't hold a candle to her." Lana sighed and sat on the edge of his bed, hands folded in her lap.

Jake ran his fingers through his unruly mass of silver hair and sighed. "Well, she knows about his fighting style, so I guess she thinks he has the potential to possibly become a threat. Did she really not think the Bladebreakers would show up?"

Lana rolled her eyes. "You know Sara. She said that to make them angry if they heard about it. I think she knew they would come. From what I've heard, that Tyson has quite a temper and is easily brought into a challenge, and the others generally follow him. With the consent of Kai, of course."

"Why is he even part of their team? He isn't anything like them." Jake leaned his head against the back of the chair, closing his eyes momentarily. "I don't think he even likes them."

The seventeen-year-old girl shrugged and shook her head. "I don't know." On a complete change of subject, she leaned forward and fingered the bottom of his shorts, which were just below his knees. "Where are your blue ones?"

Jake laughed, knowing that she meant his boxers. "Sara took them. They look better on her than on me, anyway."

"You let her take your boxers?" Lana asked, lifting a brow and trying not to laugh.

"Why not?" Jake said, mock defensive, although he couldn't hide his grin. "I don't even like them. She just took them and when I didn't say anything, she decided to keep them. Who am I to stop her?"