Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Solitary Flame/A Final Spark ❯ Betrayal ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I am currently in a car eating peanuts while writing this story so… EVERYTHING YOU RECOGNIZE HERE ISN'T MINE! Obviously. And thank you so much for the reviews!

Kai/Ray: Another brilliant chappie! I hope u upd8 soon!

Jacquie: Hey Joanne, great chapter! I love it, you're really good at writing suspense-you know that? Anyhow, keep up the good work, and I can't wait to read the next chapter. I'm gonna post another chapter of my fic soon. I have a Professional day tomorrow and that'll give me the whole day to write. Anyways, really well written chapter, I liked how you kept it to Destiny's point of view. It's interesting to read a 'limited' story instead of 'omniscient'.

Now, on with the story!

Ch. 3

"Um… Sure?" I stammered, still unsure of what to say. He grinned as we took our places on either side of the net.

"Do you know how to spike?" he asked, throwing the ball into the air and raising his right hand.

"Not really… But hey, I learn from the best!" I winked at him. Friendly wink, don't get me wrong. As Rei served the ball across the net, I returned it gracefully with a bump.

"Nice." He complimented, getting ready for another spike. We did this repeatedly for about ten minutes, and then it was time to get back to class.

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"Hurry UP Captain!" Iris shouted bossily from the other side of the airport the next day, "We're two minutes late!" Here we go again with the nickname… I thought once again, beginning to get irritated. Oh no two minutes… They'll start the tournament without us! I shrugged off the sarcastic thought.

"I'm hurrying, Iris GEEZ!" I shouted back. People started staring as I scurried across the lot.

"You better be!" Iris threatened, turning her back on me and moving towards the plane.

"You better be!" I mimicked mockingly, just loud enough so she could hear. Iris ignored me and continued walking with Ardene and Chloe, leaving me to drag my bag along the hard pavement by myself. I sighed and made no effort to catch up with my other teammates.

"She's forgetting exactly WHO is captain of this team." I said to myself bitterly, waving my arm wildly towards the airport building. I saw a tiny figure wave back. It was my mom. How much I'd miss her, "Wish me luck." I whispered, hoping she would hear even when I knew she wouldn't. I boarded the plane and took my seat beside Iris. She didn't say a word.

As the team captain, I worried about my teammates. Especially Iris. What could I say; she was becoming rebellious and starting to act as if she could make decisions for the team. I hid what I thought from my other teammates because I was afraid of their reactions. I should tell them soon, I thought, after our tournament… I can't risk breaking up the team now, before our first big tournament. Our first chance to shine. MY first chance to prove I'm a strong blader.

Wait, my chance? OUR chance! Why am I thinking like this? Trembling from my thought, I fell into a deep sleep.

"We have now arrived in Manila, Philippines," came a high-pitched female voice from the speakers on the plane. I opened my eyes slowly, "Please take your belongings and walk slowly off the plane." I groggily got my bag from the floor and walked sleepily to the airport with Chloe, Ardene, and Iris behind me.

"Captain," Chloe called, "We have to… talk." I turned around slowly so I was face to face with her. Her tone scared me… she sounded somewhat troubled.

"Yeah, Chloe?" I asked, pretending I didn't notice her change in her tone.

"Well you see… Iris… I mean we decided-"Chloe stammered, trying to find the right words. Iris stepped out from behind her and interrupted.

"Ok, here's the deal," Iris said glancing back at Chloe who had her head down, "You're off the team." (A&N I was thinking of ending it here… But that would be WAY to mean to all you reviewers and readers. Besides… It's too short.)

"What?" I gasped in surprise, "What do you mean I'm off the team?!" I started shouting. How could you… I thought, tears streaking from my eyes, I founded this team. I created this team! Damnit, I was the one who taught you all how to Beyblade!

"Well we decided," Iris began, her eyes sparkling with hatred. She decided, I thought to myself, "that you weren't fit to be captain… After we realized you weren't fit to be part of our team anymore. Come on Dez, you live on the other side of the world! How are you supposed to coach us now? Lately, I'M the one who's done all of the captain stuff."

"How could you do this to me," I cried, backing up not wanting to hear anymore, "Just don't forget who taught you how to blade…" I whispered just loud enough so they would hear.

I didn't wait for their reactions.

I didn't wait for any words to come.

I just ran with hot tears pouring down on my face, not caring who was staring at me, or what anyone was thinking. I just sat in a corner and let it all out. I shut my eyes and cried.

"Ne pleure pas, ma chérie." (A&N For those non-French speakers, it means `Don't cry, cherished one.') Came a voice a few minutes later. I looked up to see a boy around my age, with short green hair. He held out his hand to help me up. I accepted and pulled myself to my feet, "I'm Oliver." He introduced.

"Destiny." I said with a slight smile.

"That's a very pretty name." he smiled back (A&N: No this isn't going to be a romance fic… Look up, see? It's in General!), "What are you doing all alone here?"

"I'm here for the Beyblade Tournament." I answered simply, wiping the rest of my tears from my face with my sleeve.

"Me too. Where's your team?" He asked curiously.

"I don't have one." I muttered bitterly, "I mean I used to... until they kicked me off a few minutes ago."

"That's awful," Oliver began with a look of sympathy, "You can come with me. I'm sure Robert will know what to do."

"Robert? Who's team are you on?" I asked. He was taken aback, probably surprised that I haven't heard of them before. They must be world famous. I thought.

"The Majestics."

Majestics… They sound familiar. I thought to myself, of course! Our sponsor, I mean Iris' sponsor told us about them.

"There they are now!" Oliver pointed, and waved to signal he was here.

"There's Oli!" I heard one of the boys say as they ran over to greet him.

"Hey… Who's the babe?" one boy asked when they got here. I sweatdropped, "I'm Enrique." He winked.

"Er…" I thought aloud, "I'm Destiny…"

"What a beautiful name, just like the one who owns it." Enrique complimented. What a girl-crazy teammate to have. I sighed.

"Enrique, stop it." A purple haired boy, or should I say man cut in.

"That's Robert." Oliver whispered. Robert. I thought, I wonder what he's going to do?

Ok sorry it's kind of short but I didn't know how to end it… So I just did. Please R&R!!!! And thanks for the awesome compliments everyone. This is my first fic so please bear with me. If it's stupid, just tell me in your review. And then your review be fed to Drallex, my Bitbeast.

Destiny: *cry* I lost my team!!! FIX IT!

Joanne: I will…. Later. Maybe.

Destiny: -_-