Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Solitary Flame/A Final Spark ❯ Surprises ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own Beyblade. Thanks for the reviews! You notice how it's only Jacquie and Kai/Ray reviewing? I'd appreciate if all you other people… Not pointing fingers… took time to review, too!

Jacquie: Awesome chapter! You had to leave it at a cliff hanger didn't you? (Rhetorical question) Of course you did. (A&N: Of course I did.) I can't wait to see -or read- what happens next. You are a very talented writer, keep up the good work! Please update soon! (A&N: Of course I did.)

Kai/Ray: Gah, you left a cliffie! I wonder wutz up with Johnny. Hm... luv it!

Chapter 5

"It's about your friend, Johnny." The hotel manager told us with a sympathetic voice.

"What is it?" you asked with a worried tone.

"I've just been informed that he's been in an accident. He's in the hospital as we speak." He explained.

"In English please!" I almost spat into the phone. There wasn't time NOW for speaking with big words that I don't understand at the moment!

"To put it plainly your friend Johnny is in the hospital." The hotel manager sighed. Before he could say another word, I hung up the phone and quickly put on my jacket.

"Whoa," Oliver began, "What'd he say?"

"Johnny's hurt, he's in the hospital." I answered quickly, "This is my entire fault…"

"Don't say that," Robert interrupted, "none of us should have let him go out in such a bad mood. We're all to blame." I smiled. Enrique put his arm around me once again.

"Don't sweat it, babe. He'll be alright." Enrique assured. We piled up into the mini and drove to the local hospital. Ok so Robert drove this time… so what?

"May I ask what room Jonathan McGregor is in?" Oliver asked the secretary politely.

"Room 257 on the third floor, sir." She replied with a smile, "He seems to be doing fine now." Oliver and I exchanged glances and headed to Johnny's room with the rest of the Majestics trailing behind.

"254, 256, oh here!" I found the door, "257!" I gave a slight push and the door opened quietly. Johnny was lying on a bed with a cast on his right arm, "oh no… what happened to you?" I received a small but noticeable glare and no response.

"She's just worried, Johnny." Robert said.

"Some guy attacked me in an alley and I broke my arm," Johnny explained with a harsh voice, "happy?"

"No," I answered briskly, "you just broke your arm damnit!" I yelled in anger, "Do you always have to be such a hothead?" I couldn't seem to stop. Johnny looked at his Beyblade in his hand as he clenched his fist.

"I can't Blade next week." He said quietly, "We'll be disqualified in the Preliminary Rounds." It took me a moment to realize it. How stupid am I? I cried to myself. I should have remembered they'll get disqualified without a fourth team member!

"I'll fill in." I offered with a small smile, "It's the least I can do after what you've done for me. I mean just until Johnny gets better."

"That's very kind of you but-" Robert began.

"Give her a chance, Robert. You don't really want to get disqualified in the Preliminaries, do you?" Oliver asked.

"I guess not." Robert agreed, "Alright, Destiny. We'll give you a try but if you don't survive the training," he warned, "you're not with us." I nodded.

"I accept."

"Good," Robert said, "training starts at 6:30 tomorrow morning in the exercise room." My eyes widened.

"What?! 6:30 am! Are you doing this just to make my life miserable?" I demanded. Robert shook his head.

"I'll wake you up in the morning, babe." Enrique offered with a wink. I stepped away.

"I'll be up at six…"

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I groaned, lying in my bed as I glanced at the clock. 5:59 am. Groggily, I got up, made sure the door was closed, and got dressed for training. I ate a small bagel from the kitchen table and headed to the exercise room to find that Robert was already there. Now why doesn't that surprise me? I asked myself.

"You're two minutes late." He said disapprovingly.

"Chill." I told him, heading for the punching bag, "A perfect time to take out my anger." I punched it hard, but it didn't budge, which just made me even angrier. The second attempt was more successful, but only by a little bit. I kept punching until all my anger was gone. After a half hour, Enrique and Oliver showed up, amazed that I had really woken up as early as I said I would.

"Hey Robert." Enrique said, "The Bladebreakers booked time in this room too so we're sharing."

"Alright, just make sure they don't disturb us." Robert told him simply. My ears perked at the words.

"Bladebreakers?" I asked, "Tell me more about them." Enrique seemed surprised at my comment.

"You've never heard of them?" I shook my head, "They're the world champions, babe."

"Really?" I said, bewildered, "Where have I been when this happened?" I asked myself, "Probably practicing with Solitary Flame." I spat out bitterly.

"Hey," Oliver began, "don't hate them. You're just going to be sinking down to the same level."

"Yeah," I sighed, "you're right…" He winked and walked off to train.

The door to the exercise room creaked open and five teenage boys walked in. One of them was…

"Rei?!" I cried in surprise.

Hey all you people! Sorry (and I really mean it this time) that I had to cut it off right there but I ran out of ideas. -.- Wonderful huh? R&R Please!