Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Battle For Everything ❯ There's A Storm Brewing In Manhattan ( Chapter 2 )

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The Battle For Everything
Chapter Two:There's A Storm Brewing In Manhattan
Distant Storm

"Girls, I just got a call from Dickenson, they're going to be at the airport in about an hour," Mana called to her friends. She stopped to look around their huge penthouse, spotting Libby and Diana, both getting ready in their separate rooms. "Libby, where's Kira?"

"I think she went out for a walk or something," Diana supplied, knowing that they weren't talking to her, but being the one who knew. She exited her bedroom, turning off the light. "I guess she wanted to clear her head. She said she'd meet up with us at Tom's." Diana walked over to the stereo, turning on the radio, blaring loud music. Outside, the sky was overcast, threatening to spill rain all over everything.

"You don't think she's a little nervous about Kai being there, do you?" Mana asked. She sat down on the couch, pulling out the PS2 and hitting the reset button. Diana joined her, sitting on the nearby black leather love seat. "I mean, he did dump her."

"Remember how she used to look?" Libby asked. "She went from a scruffy girl who made me look like the diva of the two of us, but now..."

"Now you both look like superstars. Yeah, you're right," Mana said. "But I think Kai's in for a surprise. He hasn't seen us in five years. And I'm sure he thinks we all look the same, seeing as he hasn't changed at all." She hit the circle button on her controller, and her car suddenly sped ahead of Diana's. She followed suit, catching up.

"I call the winner," Libby said. "We won't have to leave for another two hours at least. Security at the airport is horrible." She looked out the window, wondering where her sister was. The sky seemed to be locked into a blue grey color that looked like a little kid had painted the sky with water color paints.

"Don't worry," Diana said, as Mana hung her head, losing the race, "Your sister is fine. She can take care of herself."

"I know," Libby said, a smile crossing her face. "I'm more worried about whoever finds her and challenges her." She glanced over to Mana. "Give it up chica, it's my turn!"

"Damn you, Diana." Diana smiled at her friend's comment. "Apparently I'm not as good at this as I thought. At least I can beat you at a beybattle," Mana said to Diana, who shrugged.

"Alright ladies less arguing, more video games," Libby said, getting up and swiping the controller from Mana.

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In the park, Kira walked slowly, watching the rest of the world pass by. She kept her hood up, shielding her hair from the rain that was threatening to fall any minute. Kai had wormed his way back into her mind, and part of her figured he had also found his way back into her heart. That was not something she wanted. She didn't like him the way she used to, and she knew she never would again. Her eyes focused in front of her. Was that... Tala?

"Kira Storm," He said, with a smirk, approaching her. She glanced at him, watching his every move as he approached her.

"Hey there yourself," she said calmly, coking her head to the side and placing a hand on her hip. He drew out his beyblade. "What are you doing here, all the way from Russia, Tala?"

"Oh, I was wondering if we could have a beybattle," He said harmlessly. She quirked a perfect eyebrow.

"But there's a catch," She said, stealing the words right from out of his mouth. "There is always a catch."

"Of course, that's why this rivalry has lasted so long."

"What's the catch, Tala? I have an appointment..."
"Yes, I know, the Bladebreakers, at Tom's, dinner, the works. If I win, I can come back at any time I want. If you win, well, it's up to you. Are you in?"

"Kanyeshna," She said. "Of course." She slipped the rip cord into the launcher, and locked her black beyblade into place. The bit's center stood out in a deep, bright electric blue, the same color as her eyes, which defined her. It looked like she was wearing color enhanced contact lenses, but that was exactly how she was. She stood out naturally. Part of the reason Kai had liked her in the first place was her eyes. They were intoxicating blue, and bright enough that you'd think they'd stand out in the dark. Not a bit of green or any color resonated from her eyes, just the electric blue.

"Alright, on my count." Tala threw his gun launcher forward. "Three, two, one..."

"Let it rip!"

The two beyblades went roaring at each other at a speed barely recognized. Anyone within the surrounding area came closer, watching the captain of the Russian Demolition Boys face off against the only member of First Strike that was entirely Russian: the captain.

"So tell me," She said in her native language, pulling down the hood a little lower on her small zipper up sweatshirt, "How's the team?" She asked, charging at him with a force that would've crushed the average beyblade. This however, was Wolborg, and she knew he wouldn't be phased by just any assault.

"They're fine," Tala supplied. Their rivalry had lasted since when Kai was at the Abbey. She hadn't been involved, she could've been, but she said she didn't want to be someone else's property. Tala reminded himself of this. This made her smarter than him, apparently. Not better, he had always been able to beat her, but she always had the attitude that could make him jealous. "I haven't seen you since you moved to NYC," he commented in Russian.

"And that was three years ago. Nothing's really changed on your side of the line, has it?" She asked, continuing the conversation. Tala didn't talk a lot, but he did sometimes to her, knowing full well that what they said was always kept secret.

"Nyet. Well, other than Boris showing back up. Rumors are circulating that Voltaire is resurrecting B.I.O.V.O.L.T.," Tala said, changing languages. "I wonder what he's up to."

"I'm sure it will have something to do with you and Kai, so watch your back." She charged forward with speed Tala had never seen. Meanwhile, rain began falling, and the wind picked up slightly, agitating the hair that Kira had concealed with the hoodie.

Tala avoided her and the two continued in silence, the Russian boy charging back at her with speed, evading both her attacks. "Wolborg!" Tala paused, watching her closely. "Novae Rogue!"

Kira watched as the wolf bit beast emerged from the bit on Tala's beyblade. She shut her eyes, focusing on her beyblade. At the precise moment his bit beast launched its attack, the bit of her beyblade glowed the same deep, bright, and surprisingly electric blue as her eyes.

"Rogue!" She yelled. Tala seemed satisfied for the moment. Glancing around, he noticed that quite a crowd had gathered.

"This is annoying," he said in Russian. She smiled.

"Why don't I change all that. Rogue Storm!" from the ground, a circle was etched in the a shimmering blue, rising up ten feet in a circle, enclosing the two beybladers, their beyblades, and their bit beasts. The most their spectators would see would be a light show.

"Interesting. But you will still lose." He paused, taking in a deep breath as rain began to fall even harder. "Wolborg, go!"

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< br> "Where is she?" Mana questioned. "Her phone is off." The three girls had been early to the diner, waiting for the diverse team that was the Bladebreakers, as well as the chairman of the B.B.A. to show up. They sat at a longer table in silence after, listening to the radio that played overhead.

At a nearby table, however, a couple was talking rather loud.

"I heard Tala, you know, that kid from the Demolition Boys? Yeah, he's in the city." The woman across from him nearly choked on her Coca Cola.

"You're kidding. Did he single anyone out? I heard the Bladebreakers were supposed to show up in town today." The woman had long blonde hair, which she held up with a clip.

"There's a storm brewing in Manhattan," The man said quietly.

"Oh great," Diana commented. "She's not going to show up here now," she said, throwing her cell phone back on the table. 'There's a storm in...' was Kira's personal calling card. She was getting some blading action right at that moment. "What do we tell Dickenson and the boys?"

"The truth," Libby said slyly. "There's a storm brewing in Manhattan."

The three started laughing as Dickenson and the seven members of the Bladebreakers approached the table. They looked slightly exhausted from the flight, and the smallest one, Daichi looked like he had been previously green. Kai looked at the three of them curiously.
"Hello," The three First Strike girls commented as they all sat down. The group looked at them, scrutinizing them. They had dealt with strangers who had been evil, and the girls figured this was typical introductory to the world champions. Ray smiled and waved at the three of them, who smiled, then turned to look at Kai, who was his usual, quiet self."Hi," the others chorused. Introductions followed, then meal ordering.

"Where's Kira?" Mr. Dickenson asked. He seemed slightly distressed in person, as opposed to the calmer attitude he possessed in the days before. The three girls looked at each other, their gazes becoming focused and determined. Libby looked up.

"Let's just say there's a storm brewing in Manhattan." Dickenson nodded, his eyes meeting Libby's. She smiled. "Don't worry, Kira always wins these types of battles." Turning to Mana, she whispered. "Do not let them know Tala is involved. Not until later, or they’ll go steal her spotlight."

"Of course not," Mana whispered back, getting suspicious looks from the others at the table. It was going to be a long night....

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"Let's finish this," Tala said. "Wolborg, take her out!"

"Now," Kira commanded. Her bit beast, Rogue emerged from the beyblade, being a bright blue phoenix that shined with the fury of the storm they were battling in. Both were entirely soaked, dripping wet. Kira unzipped her sweat shirt. A lot of good it would do her at this point. She threw it on the wet grass just before the edge of the circle she created, revealing the red shirt underneath. What surprised Tala more was her hair. Both Kai and Tala had memories of her having a boy short haircut that did her no justice, matching her tomboy look. Here, she was wearing tight clothes that fit her well, and her dark bright cerulean hair hung down, some pieces hanging down to frame her face, and the rest falling down, just past her waist.

"Wow," Tala said. "Two for one, a decent beybattle, and a decent looking rival." She shrugged. "You're still going down."

"You keep thinking that." She paused. "Rogue, send him packing!"

"Novae Rogue!" The two beyblades clashed, causing a resonating blast that caused the crowd they couldn't see to gasp. Tala felt himself losing power. He had been the first to use his bit beast, thinking he would defeat her easily, yet she had surprised him, growing in more ways than one.

Kira's hair made her eyes shimmer and stand out even more. She closed her eyes, then opened them again, holding out her palms toward Tala. "Rogue storm!" A moment later, she blew a kiss toward him and picked up his beyblade, which had been lodged in the ground near her feet. Throwing it to him, she lowered the veil that had shielded them from the rest of those watching them.

From what the crowd had seen, they didn't know who won. The two Russians walked out of the park, leaving the crowd behind them. "What do you want?" he asked a moment later, knowing full well that he had been defeated, yet feeling oddly excited about the new threat she posed as.

"A ride." He looked at her, then nodded. "I know you always rent a car when you're in a big city." He led her to a red Roush Stage Three Mustang. She paused. "Damn, I want your car."

"Come on," Tala said, giving her a sideways glance. It seemed challenging to her, and she stole the keys from his hand. "Hey, I didn't say you could steal my keys!"

"Yeah, well you're acting out of character," she smiled, shifting the car into gear and speeding off in the direction of the penthouse.

"I blame you," he said suddenly.

"Okay, you do that," she commented, shifting again. He settled into silence, peering over at her once they stopped in front of a huge building. "Well, come on, I'm sure we could both use a little drying off." He seemed a little surprised that they had stopped in front of this huge building.

"You... live here?" He asked, getting out of the car. They both shut their doors, entering the building and the elevator in silence.

"We've had a winning streak with tournaments lately. Nothing big, but good enough for a nice place in Manhattan." The elevator passed the tenth floor. She looked at him. "You've gotten a bit more talkative," she commented.

"Blame Granger. Over the past few years, I guess I've kind of realized that you can't spend your entire life in silence. It just doesn't work out too well." She shrugged, and ran a hand through her hair. He looked back over at her. "Kai's going to shit his pants when he sees you."

"Oh yeah?"

"I'm sure he's got it through his head that you will never change from that tomboy you were at fourteen." She cracked a smile as the elevator door opened, releasing the two of them. She walked with perfect posture, head held high, blue hair bouncing behind her. He caught sight of her heels. "Still haven't grown, huh?"

"Nope. I'm pretty sure I'm done." She opened the door and let Tala enter first. He looked around nodding. "Make yourself at home." She went to the kitchen quickly checking the messages. Nope, none. "Hey, do you want some pizza? Libby and the girls went out for food, and we could get something. My treat, I did win."

Tala, who had sat on the black couch facing the television tipped his head back to see her. "Sure, get whatever you want."

"Positive?"

"Da," He answered in Russian. She nodded to his response, then picked up the phone.

"I'm just going to tell the girls that you didn't kidnap me, I was supposed to meet the Bladebreakers and Dickenson about an hour and a half ago."

"Way to be late," Tala said with a smirk. She threw a paper ball at him, watching it sail across the room and land on the top of his head perfectly. "Hey!"

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"I prefer an offensive style," Libby said quickly. Her cell phone started vibrating, and she had checked it. It was Kira. "Hold on two seconds, I got a call from Kira." They had finished dinner and were walking through the streets of Manhattan back to the penthouse. It was only about seventeen blocks away, and the streets were deserted. Dickenson had gone back to his hotel, and the Japan based team had decided to stay with their hosts in NYC. "Kira? You okay?"

The rest of the team stopped talking, listening as quietly as they could. "....we're fine, I just finished beating him, we're getting some pizza."

"Yes!" Tyson yelled. "Pizza!" Hilary grabbed his ear, causing him to jump up in pain. "Oww, oww, oww!"

"You, you just ate dinner!" Hilary sighed, exasperated. Tyson would forever be hungry. As long as his beyblading didn't slip, he guessed it would be good.

"Well, if we see the pizza guy on the way up, I'll make sure you have a complete pizza when he gets to the door."

"Thanks Lib, I'll see you in a few."

"Yep."

They said their goodbyes, and hung up the phone. Libby looked over to Kai, who was close to the end of the group. Letting Mana and Diana take over the leadership in the direction of the group, she wandered to the back, winding up right next to Kai.
"What's up?" She asked him. He didn't answer, so she looked at Ray, hopefully for some support.

"Dude, she just asked you a question," Max said. "Just answer." Tyson looked back at the situation. He had a feeling it would get ugly.

"Libby, are you still the prettier one?" Kai asked, with a smirk. Libby rolled her eyes.

"Never mind," She said, walking up to Ray. "He's still an asshole." They turned the corner. Only three more blocks, she thought. Ray put a hand on her shoulder and waited for Kai to catch up.
"Dude, what's wrong with you?" He asked, slightly concerned. Kai was typically just quiet, not mean. "You're acting like Tyson and Tala or a mix of the two or something. Not cool."

"Listen," Kai said, quietly. "I dumped Libby's older sister."

"You dumped Kira Storm?" The entire group turned around to stare at Ray. Libby, Mana, and Diana smiled in a challenging way, approaching the two of them.
"You nearly destroyed her, is more like it," Libby said. "You nearly destroyed both of us." Her mind brought up images of the past. "Neither of you are good enough beybladers, and your ten year old sister looks better than you do." She went on in a rambling tone, quoting Kai's breakup.... dare anyone say it, speech.

"And the worst part?" Mana said, looking around to everyone's shocked faces.

"She loved you," The three girls said, turning from the captain and walking back to the front of the line, closing the conversation. Hilary jumped up with them.

"Kai, you mean, he had a girlfriend?" She paused. "You mean Kai Hiwitari, the human icicle?"

"Yes," Kai said. "I had a girlfriend. For a year."

"Then you dumped her," Ray said, shaking his head, obviously disgusted. "I just hope it doesn't come around to bite you in the ass.

"Oh, it will," Diana said, previously chatting with Libby. They had made it to the building they were living in. "Seeing as she's with Tala right now in the penthouse eating pizza. Apparently an old rivalry has flared up. But surprisingly-"

"Surprisingly," Tala said, emerging from the building's bottom floor, "She beat me. Imagine that." He turned around, obviously aware of the situation. Yet another benefit of being a Demolition Boy, you could just sense changes in your environment. While everyone looked on, he opened the door he had emerged from, extending a hand through the door. Another hand took it.

"Going out, apparently?"

"Yeah, they don't deliver," Tala supplied. "Now, let me introduce, and for others, reintroduce, Miss Kira Storm," Tala said.

She took one step out the door, causing a shocked reaction in Kai and Ray, both of whom remembered her as a girl with a boy short hair cut of messy blue hair and baggy clothes. Ray nodded in approval, while Kai looked like someone had just landed a punch in his gut. He had underestimated her again. This girl had longer blue hair, extended past her waist, with shorter pieces framing her face. Her electric blue eyes were intensified by the hair that fell around her, and she was wearing a pair of tight jeans that fell around her hips, revealing her midriff. She wore a hunter green baby doll shirt with spiky cursive, reading 'You wanna go?' She looked rather sporty, but at the same time, the wind was blowing, making her look like a feisty beyblading wonder of the world. She let go of Tala's hand, walking to the passenger's side of the mustang, closer to where Kai was located.

"At this point," she said, almost in Kai's face, "I should punch you, but it looks like I already did. Maybe another time." She smiled sassily, scrunching up her nose, then letting her face become calm. "C'mon Tala, I think we've done enough damage."

Once they pulled away, Libby smirked in a way that put Kai to shame. "Like I've said before. There's a storm brewing in Manhattan. Kira Storm."

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