Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Crow: Dark Dragon Rising ❯ Dragon's Rage ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: The Wolf Demon 
Anime/Manga: Beyblade Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.14.2007 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 476 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Beyblade Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.14.2007 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 476 | Status: Completed
The Crow: Dark Dragon Rising
By The Wolf God
Disclaimer: The Crow is owned by James O'Barr although the films are owned by Dimension Films. Beyblade is owned by Jetix and Buena Vista Entertainment.
Author's note: Sorry for the very long delay, folks. My old computer had just crashed and burned on me and all of my stories are gone. Now I gotta start from scratch. I'll give you the breakdown of what happened: Tyson and his grandfather were murdered by King and Queen sometime after the World Beyblade tournament. A year went by, Tyson returns from his sleep with the maggots to get revenge on his killers as the vigilante, the Dark Dragon. Around that time, King and Queen formed a parts-hunter gang called the Wild Cards. Tyson already has murdered three of the members and now he's more closer to finally getting vengeance. Also, Hilary has confessed her feelings toward Tyson and they have now became lovers. Now that King and Queen know Tyson Granger and the Dark Dragon are one and the same, things are gonna fall apart for the ex-Bladebreaker. Now let's begin our drama.
Dedicated to the victims of 9/11.
Chapter 4:
Dragon's Rage
Mr. Dickenson was getting ready to leave after a long day of planning a series of tournaments. He picked up his coat as he saw a black bird sitting on a window of his office. The bird cawed to him which startled him a bit. The bird left as he said, "God damn bird."
Mr. Dickenson grabbed his keys, left the office and locked the door behind him. After leaving the BBA building, Mr. Dickenson headed toward his car and opened it but before he could get inside, he was attacked by three thugs dressed in sweatshirts, baggy jeans, and dark colored sneakers. The leader carried a butterfly knife in the old man's face as he said, "Give us yo' money, old man."
"What the hell!?" Mr. Dickenson screamed.
"Hand over the cash before I cut that meat locker open!" The leader screamed.
"Back off!" Mr. Dickenson screamed as he shoved the lead thug to the ground.
"That does it, pops! MC Cobra, DJ Fist, get the old dude and sack his ass!" The leader shouted.
"Got it, Strikemaster Ice," MC Cobra said.
DJ Fist held Mr. Dickenson in a full nelson as Cobra smashed him in the belly. Out of nowhere, a black bird flew onto Dickenson's car and cawed. This stopped the beating on Dickenson as Ice asked, "What the fuck is that?"
"Just some ugly ass bird," Cobra replied. "Get outta here, birdie."
The bird flew off but before Strikemaster Ice could continue his beating on Mr. Dickenson, a voice yelled out, "Let him go, motherfuckers!"
Strikemaster Ice and his cohorts noticed a teenager with red paint on his face and dressed on dark clothing. They also noticed the same black bird sitting on the mysterious goth's shoulder.
"Who the fuck are you!?" Strikemaster Ice shouted.
"Me? I'm your worst fuckin' nightmare if ya don't release the old man right now," The red-faced demon said.
"You wanna play, kid? Then let's play," Ice said. "DJ Fist, release the old geeze and drop that punk ass kid."
DJ Fist nodded and dropped Mr. Dickenson to the ground. He ran at The Dark Dragon to punch him but he dodged the punch with ease and elbowed him in the lower back. Tyson grabbed a hold of Fist and gave him a backcracker. Fist crashed to the ground and let out a painful groan. Tyson turned his attention to MC Cobra as he pulled out a gun from his sweatshirt pocket. Cobra fired three slugs at The Dark Dragon but it didn't slow him down. He pulled out a kendo stick from a homemade sheath on his back and smacked the gun out of Cobra's hand. The Dark Dragon proceeded to smack MC Cobra in the head with the stick three times and knocked him out by smacking him in the left side of the face with the stick.
"Ya know what happens to anyone for messin' with me and my homies!?" Ice screamed as he brandished his butterfly knife.
Tyson raised his kendo stick up as he said, "Bring it on, little man."
"With pleasure, chump," Strikemaster Ice said.
Ice tried to slash at Tyson but blocked the incoming blade with his kendo stick. He tried to slash at the ex-Beyblader but he dodged it and smacked him across the jaw with the stick.
"Ya're muthafuckin' dead, ya sonuvabitch!" Ice screamed as he charged at Tyson.
The Dark Dragon held out his hand as Ice's weapon plunged its way through the palm of the hand. Ice became creeped out upon seeing Tyson smiling at him. He put away his kendo stick and ripped the knife out of his hand from between his ring and middle fingers. The split on his hand healed itself instantly.
"What the fuck are you, dude!?" Ice screamed.
"I am one who doesn't feel pain," The Dark Dragon said as he dropped the knife to the ground.
The Dark Dragon grabbed Strikemaster Ice and threw him onto MC Cobra and DJ Fist. He walked up to the three thugs with murderous intent as he said, "Get the fuck outta here before I kill the three of ya."
"C'mon, let's beat it, dudes," Strikemaster Ice said as he and his cohorts got up and escaped.
After Ice, Fist, and Cobra disappeared, Tyson walked over Mr. Dickenson's car to check on him. Mr. Dickenson regained consciousness to see a red faced demon dressed in black stood over him.
"Get away from me, you god damn monster!" the BBA president screamed.
"Relax, Mr. Dickenson," the red-faced young man spoke. "I'm not going to hurt you."
Mr. Dickenson gasped in shock when he heard his name. "Tyson, is that you?"
"Yes and no," Tyson replied.
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Dickenson asked. "You're alive and well, aren't you?"
"I'm quite dead and I'm not feeling that well," Tyson answered solemnly. He tapped his chest. "Not here, anyway."
"My god. What happened to you, son?" The BBA president asked.
"I died," Tyson replied. "And I came back. I can't stay, though, just long enough to see King and Queen pay for what they did to me and my grandfather."
"They did this to you!?" Mr. Dickenson exclaimed.
"Yes," Tyson said in a demonic tone. "I'm gonna make them suffer for all the pain they've caused me and my friends!"
Mr. Dickenson shook as Tyson stopped himself. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare ya."
"It's quite all right," Mr. Dickenson said. "Can you help me up, son?"
"Ok," Tyson said as he pulled him up.
Mr. Dickenson dusted himself off and just as he was about to thank Tyson, he was gone. All he heard was a crow caw.
"Where'd he go?" Mr. Dickenson asked himself. "I'll see him soon, I hope."
Mr. Dickenson got into his car and drove for home. The crow flew through the sky toward Tyson's house. As the bird landed on the roof of Tyson's house, Tyson entered the house. He removed his clothes and changed into a pair of pajamas. He collapsed on his bed and went to sleep. The next morning, Tyson woke up and walked out of the house to see Max and Kai having a friendly game of Beyblading while Hilary, Ray, Kenny, and the Saint Shields watched. Tyson sat down as he asked, "What's goin' on?"
"Max won the first round then Kai won the second round. Now they're in sudden death," Kenny replied.
"I got the winner," Ray said.
"Aww, I wanted to play the winner," Tyson said.
"Ya snooze, ya lose," Kenny said.
"I was just kiddin'," Tyson said. "Let's see who wins this match first."
Max and Kai's blades clanged into each other hard and fast. Finally, Dranzer knocked Dracial out of the dish and Kai was the winner.
"Good match, Max. You almost had me there," Kai said.
"Likewise, Kai," Max said.
"My turn now," Ray said as he grabbed Driger's blade. "Let's rock n' roll."
"Let's," Kai said, almost smiling.
As Ray and Kai began their match, Kenny said to Tyson, "I heard you saved Mr. Dickenson's life last night."
"Huh? How'd you know?" Tyson asked.
"Kenny recieved an e-mail from the man," Dizzi replied.
"Oh, yeah," Tyson said. "I saved him from three street thugs last night. I kicked their sorry asses."
"I bet you went all ECW on 'em," Ozuma said.
"Ha. They were just buncha cry babies and shit," Tyson said.
Everyone continued to watch the match between Ray and Kai. After it ended, Tyson decided to go out for a little while but was stopped by Hilary.
"Where are you going?" Hilary asked.
"Just for a walk," Tyson said.
"You're gonna find King and Queen, aren't you?" Hilary asked slightly annoyed.
"Yeah, why?" Tyson asked.
"Not today, you're not," Hilary said. "The Dark Dragon will have to take a break from action today."
"Awww, c'mon," Tyson complained.
"Tyson, we gonna shop for some new clothes," Hilary said as she grabbed Tyson by the ear and dragged him away.
"Let go, will ya?" Tyson said.
Hilary and Tyson traveled to a few shops around town. She bought Tyson a few clothes, some goth and some not so goth. Little did they realize they were being followed by a red haired kid. After a few hours, Tyson and Hilary decided to take a break a nearby restaurant. Hilary was eating some ice cream while Tyson sat there, thinking about his grandfather.
"Tyson, what's the matter?" Hilary asked.
"I'm just thinkin' about my grandfather," Tyson said.
"Sure do miss him, do you?" Hilary asked.
"Yeah. I do," Tyson said. "I even miss my mom and brother."
"What were they like?" Hilary asked.
"My mom was a very wonderful person. She would always make me and my brother cookies," Tyson said. "But its too bad she's dead. My mom would've loved you, Hil."
"What happened to her, Tyson?" Hilary asked.
"She...died from cancer many years ago," Tyson said sadly. "When she died, my brother hit the road and never came back."
Hilary didn't know what to say. She could say she was sorry but that would sound like pity and she knew her boyfriend didn't like being pitied.
"All the light in my soul is now gone," Tyson said as he was about to break down.
Hilary could not say anything, so she did the next best thing. She hugged him.
"Don't worry, you still have me," Hilary said as she ran her hand through his hair.
"Thanks, Hil. That means a lot," Tyson said as he grabbed her hand.
The two wanted this moment to last forever but it was interrupted when a red haired boy popped up between them.
"Hey, dudes!" The kid shouted. "Whoa, you're Tyson Granger aren't ya!? I thought ya died, man!"
Tyson placed both his hands over the kid's mouth as he whispered, "Shut up, will ya? Trying to keep a low profile here."
"Oh, sorry," The kid said. "My name's Daichi. I'm a blader just like you, Ty."
"Um, did you have some Pespi and Jolly Ranchers before you got here?" Hilary asked.
"Wha? No way, I'm always like this, honey," Daichi said.
"Why you...!" Hilary shouted as she gave Daichi a smack on the head.
"Ouchies! Lighten up, I was just foolin' ya," Daichi said. "I came here to challenge my hero to a little match, that's all."
Tyson smiled. "All right. Let's see what ya got, Daichi."
"Oh, yeah! Ready to rock!" Daichi shouted.
Hilary gave Daichi another bop on the head as she shouted, "Knock that off! You're making yourself look like a retard on crack!"
"Ya have to forgive my love here. She hates it when people make themselves look like assholes in public," The Dark Dragon said.
Daichi just laughed and pulled out his Beyblade launcher, the Beyblade already locked into position.
"Ya're going down, little man," Tyson said with enthusiasm.
"We'll see," Daichi retorted, extending his launcher.
"Shouldn't we take this somewhere else? Where no people are around?" Hilary asked.
"Yeah, that's a good idea," Tyson replied. "I'm supposed to be dead, after all."
The trio headed for the beach. Tyson and Daichi stood not too far from the tide. They shouted "3,2,1! Let it rip!" in unison and the battle commence. The Beyblades blazed on the sand, clashing with great force.
"Witness my bitbeast, dude!" Daichi shouted. "Strata Dragoon, come on out!"
A gold dragon with emerald eyes emerged from Daichi's Beyblade. A gold dragon remarkably similar to Dragoon.
"What the fuck!?" Tyson exclaimed in surprise. "Where did he come from?"
"Wouldn't ya like to know," Daichi said. "Bring out that Red Dragoon of yers, dude."
"How do you know Dragoon is red?" Tyson asked, instantly getting suspicious.
"He learned from us," a female voice said.
"You!" Tyson growled with venom.
"Hey, Tyson or should I call you, 'Dark Dragon'?" King asked.
"You bastard! This duel's over!" Tyson screamed as he grabbed Daichi while Strata Dragoon returned to its blade. "You work with my killers?"
"Yeah but I didn't know they killed you! I swear!" Daichi screamed. "Please don't kill me!"
"How did you find me!?" Tyson screamed.
"We sent our friend here to follow you," Queen said.
"In fact, he was watching you all that time during your duel with Ten," King said. "Not to mention he would lead us to you."
"I'll deal with ya in a minute!" Tyson shouted as he dropped Daichi to the sand and grabbed his blade slipped it into his pocket. "How dare you show your faces here!?"
"We knew what you've been up," King said.
"Yeah, you killed our parts hunters," Queen added.
"Their deaths were nothing compared to what I've got in store for you!" Tyson screamed.
"Hmph. That's funny," Queen said.
"It won't be funny after I send you both to the boneyard!" Tyson screamed as he ran at his killers.
The Dark Dragon punched King in the face then grabbed Queen and threw her to the ground. He removed his belt and screamed, "Let's see how you like being helpless!"
Tyson began whipping Queen with all the anger and hatred pent up inside him. She tried to crawl away but Tyson just wasn't gonna relent in his beating on her.
"This is for my grandpa!" Tyson said as he pulled out a knife from his pocket.
The Dark Dragon raised his knife to stab her but before he could end Queen's life, King smashed Tyson over the head with a rock. Tyson wasn't fazed from the blow and kicked King in the stomach. He grabbed his co-killer by the hair, dragged him across the beach and smashed his head on a post. King's head was busted wide open as Tyson proceeded to choke King with his belt.
"Die, you sonavabitch!" Tyson screamed as he tightened his belt around King's throat.
Queen kicked Tyson in the head causing him to release her partner. Filled with even more rage, he bashed her in the face and grabbed both King and Queen by their throats.
"I'm gonna enjoy this," Tyson said.
"Tyson!" Hilary screamed as Tyson released his killers.
Tyson looked at his lover with fear in her eyes. He walked toward Hilary as she backed away.
"Get away from me, you monster!" Hilary screamed.
"Hilary, please! Don't run!" Tyson said as Hilary began to run away.
Before Tyson could catch up to Hilary, she bumped into a raven haired woman wearing a lab coat. She grabbed Hilary and held a knife to her throat.
"Gotcha!" Dr. Kay shouted.
"Let go of me!" Hilary screamed as she struggled but to no avail.
Tyson ran toward Hilary and Dr. Kay as he screamed, "Let her go!"
"Why should I? She's scared of you, Tyson," Dr. Kay said. "She doesn't wanna come back to a monster like you."
"Hilary, please, I'm sorry," Tyson said sadly.
"She won't forgive you after what you did," Dr. Kay said.
"What did he do?" Hilary asked.
"Oh, you didn't know? He killed two members of the Wild Cards," Dr. Kay said.
"Tyson, is that true?" Hilary asked.
"Yes. I did kill them," Tyson said sadly.
"I...I can't believe it," Hilary said in a frantic tone.
"Believe it. Your beloved Tyson is a murderer!" Dr. Kay exclaimed. "He wouldn't even hesitate to kill the people he cares about."
"That's a fucking lie and you know it!" Tyson screamed.
"Help me, Tyson!" Hilary screamed.
"Shut your mouth!" Dr. Kay screamed as she gagged Hilary with a bandanna.
"let her go!" Tyson screamed.
"You wanna know why King and Queen killed you? I was the one who planned it," Dr. Kay said.
"You bitch!" Tyson screamed. "I'll kill you, you fucking bitch!"
"You wanna kill me so bad?" Dr. Kay asked. "Then face King and Queen in your final match for your girlfriend's life."
"I will!" Tyson snarled. "After I kill them, you're next!"
Dr. Kay cackled. "For your sake, you better try. King! Queen! Let's go!"
King and Queen ran to Dr. Kay and grabbed Hilary. They dragged her into a car as Dr. Kay got into the driver's side. Daichi ran as he shouted, "Hey, wait!"
"Sorry, Daichi, you're fired," Dr. Kay said merrily then the car sped off.
"No," Daichi said sadly. "What have I done?"
Daichi noticed The Dark Dragon's hands tighten up into fists and a hint of rage in his eyes. Tyson grabbed the red haired kid and shouted, "Ya piglet son of a bitch! I oughta kill you right now for capturing Hilary!"
"I didn't plan this, I swear!" Daichi screamed. "I didn't know they killed ya! Please, spare me! I can show ya where the Wildcards are!"
"If ya show me where they are, I will spare your life," Tyson said, releasing Daichi.
"I'll even help you get your girlfriend back," Daichi said. "I promise you."
"You better or I will have your life," Tyson said. "Now let's go."
Tyson and Daichi left the beach for King and Queen's lair with Tyson's bird flying over head. Back at the Granger residence, Kai was watching tv and enjoying some peace and quiet but for some reason, he had a strange feeling someone was gonna die tonight.
"Kai, what's wrong?" Max asked.
"Tyson's in danger," Kai replied. "Kenny, get Mr. Dickenson on the phone now!"
"Why?" Kenny asked, all confused.
"Just do it!" Kai screamed.
"Right away!" Kenny exclaimed as he went to the phone.
"What's the damage, Kai?" Ray asked.
"Someone's gonna die tonight," Kai said. "I just know it."
To be concluded...
End note: It's been over two years since I published this story and should've had it finished by now. As I said before, my old computer crashed and burned on me and had to start all over from fucking scratch. Sorry for the long ass delay and hope you all enjoy this long overdue fourth chapter. I will write the conclusion once I get a few stories out of the way. On a final note: on the day of my creation, 9/22, I will change my pen name but that will be a suprise when that day comes. Cya round my fellow wolves and Crow-ites.
May the wolf spirit guide thee...
By The Wolf God
Disclaimer: The Crow is owned by James O'Barr although the films are owned by Dimension Films. Beyblade is owned by Jetix and Buena Vista Entertainment.
Author's note: Sorry for the very long delay, folks. My old computer had just crashed and burned on me and all of my stories are gone. Now I gotta start from scratch. I'll give you the breakdown of what happened: Tyson and his grandfather were murdered by King and Queen sometime after the World Beyblade tournament. A year went by, Tyson returns from his sleep with the maggots to get revenge on his killers as the vigilante, the Dark Dragon. Around that time, King and Queen formed a parts-hunter gang called the Wild Cards. Tyson already has murdered three of the members and now he's more closer to finally getting vengeance. Also, Hilary has confessed her feelings toward Tyson and they have now became lovers. Now that King and Queen know Tyson Granger and the Dark Dragon are one and the same, things are gonna fall apart for the ex-Bladebreaker. Now let's begin our drama.
Dedicated to the victims of 9/11.
Chapter 4:
Dragon's Rage
Mr. Dickenson was getting ready to leave after a long day of planning a series of tournaments. He picked up his coat as he saw a black bird sitting on a window of his office. The bird cawed to him which startled him a bit. The bird left as he said, "God damn bird."
Mr. Dickenson grabbed his keys, left the office and locked the door behind him. After leaving the BBA building, Mr. Dickenson headed toward his car and opened it but before he could get inside, he was attacked by three thugs dressed in sweatshirts, baggy jeans, and dark colored sneakers. The leader carried a butterfly knife in the old man's face as he said, "Give us yo' money, old man."
"What the hell!?" Mr. Dickenson screamed.
"Hand over the cash before I cut that meat locker open!" The leader screamed.
"Back off!" Mr. Dickenson screamed as he shoved the lead thug to the ground.
"That does it, pops! MC Cobra, DJ Fist, get the old dude and sack his ass!" The leader shouted.
"Got it, Strikemaster Ice," MC Cobra said.
DJ Fist held Mr. Dickenson in a full nelson as Cobra smashed him in the belly. Out of nowhere, a black bird flew onto Dickenson's car and cawed. This stopped the beating on Dickenson as Ice asked, "What the fuck is that?"
"Just some ugly ass bird," Cobra replied. "Get outta here, birdie."
The bird flew off but before Strikemaster Ice could continue his beating on Mr. Dickenson, a voice yelled out, "Let him go, motherfuckers!"
Strikemaster Ice and his cohorts noticed a teenager with red paint on his face and dressed on dark clothing. They also noticed the same black bird sitting on the mysterious goth's shoulder.
"Who the fuck are you!?" Strikemaster Ice shouted.
"Me? I'm your worst fuckin' nightmare if ya don't release the old man right now," The red-faced demon said.
"You wanna play, kid? Then let's play," Ice said. "DJ Fist, release the old geeze and drop that punk ass kid."
DJ Fist nodded and dropped Mr. Dickenson to the ground. He ran at The Dark Dragon to punch him but he dodged the punch with ease and elbowed him in the lower back. Tyson grabbed a hold of Fist and gave him a backcracker. Fist crashed to the ground and let out a painful groan. Tyson turned his attention to MC Cobra as he pulled out a gun from his sweatshirt pocket. Cobra fired three slugs at The Dark Dragon but it didn't slow him down. He pulled out a kendo stick from a homemade sheath on his back and smacked the gun out of Cobra's hand. The Dark Dragon proceeded to smack MC Cobra in the head with the stick three times and knocked him out by smacking him in the left side of the face with the stick.
"Ya know what happens to anyone for messin' with me and my homies!?" Ice screamed as he brandished his butterfly knife.
Tyson raised his kendo stick up as he said, "Bring it on, little man."
"With pleasure, chump," Strikemaster Ice said.
Ice tried to slash at Tyson but blocked the incoming blade with his kendo stick. He tried to slash at the ex-Beyblader but he dodged it and smacked him across the jaw with the stick.
"Ya're muthafuckin' dead, ya sonuvabitch!" Ice screamed as he charged at Tyson.
The Dark Dragon held out his hand as Ice's weapon plunged its way through the palm of the hand. Ice became creeped out upon seeing Tyson smiling at him. He put away his kendo stick and ripped the knife out of his hand from between his ring and middle fingers. The split on his hand healed itself instantly.
"What the fuck are you, dude!?" Ice screamed.
"I am one who doesn't feel pain," The Dark Dragon said as he dropped the knife to the ground.
The Dark Dragon grabbed Strikemaster Ice and threw him onto MC Cobra and DJ Fist. He walked up to the three thugs with murderous intent as he said, "Get the fuck outta here before I kill the three of ya."
"C'mon, let's beat it, dudes," Strikemaster Ice said as he and his cohorts got up and escaped.
After Ice, Fist, and Cobra disappeared, Tyson walked over Mr. Dickenson's car to check on him. Mr. Dickenson regained consciousness to see a red faced demon dressed in black stood over him.
"Get away from me, you god damn monster!" the BBA president screamed.
"Relax, Mr. Dickenson," the red-faced young man spoke. "I'm not going to hurt you."
Mr. Dickenson gasped in shock when he heard his name. "Tyson, is that you?"
"Yes and no," Tyson replied.
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Dickenson asked. "You're alive and well, aren't you?"
"I'm quite dead and I'm not feeling that well," Tyson answered solemnly. He tapped his chest. "Not here, anyway."
"My god. What happened to you, son?" The BBA president asked.
"I died," Tyson replied. "And I came back. I can't stay, though, just long enough to see King and Queen pay for what they did to me and my grandfather."
"They did this to you!?" Mr. Dickenson exclaimed.
"Yes," Tyson said in a demonic tone. "I'm gonna make them suffer for all the pain they've caused me and my friends!"
Mr. Dickenson shook as Tyson stopped himself. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare ya."
"It's quite all right," Mr. Dickenson said. "Can you help me up, son?"
"Ok," Tyson said as he pulled him up.
Mr. Dickenson dusted himself off and just as he was about to thank Tyson, he was gone. All he heard was a crow caw.
"Where'd he go?" Mr. Dickenson asked himself. "I'll see him soon, I hope."
Mr. Dickenson got into his car and drove for home. The crow flew through the sky toward Tyson's house. As the bird landed on the roof of Tyson's house, Tyson entered the house. He removed his clothes and changed into a pair of pajamas. He collapsed on his bed and went to sleep. The next morning, Tyson woke up and walked out of the house to see Max and Kai having a friendly game of Beyblading while Hilary, Ray, Kenny, and the Saint Shields watched. Tyson sat down as he asked, "What's goin' on?"
"Max won the first round then Kai won the second round. Now they're in sudden death," Kenny replied.
"I got the winner," Ray said.
"Aww, I wanted to play the winner," Tyson said.
"Ya snooze, ya lose," Kenny said.
"I was just kiddin'," Tyson said. "Let's see who wins this match first."
Max and Kai's blades clanged into each other hard and fast. Finally, Dranzer knocked Dracial out of the dish and Kai was the winner.
"Good match, Max. You almost had me there," Kai said.
"Likewise, Kai," Max said.
"My turn now," Ray said as he grabbed Driger's blade. "Let's rock n' roll."
"Let's," Kai said, almost smiling.
As Ray and Kai began their match, Kenny said to Tyson, "I heard you saved Mr. Dickenson's life last night."
"Huh? How'd you know?" Tyson asked.
"Kenny recieved an e-mail from the man," Dizzi replied.
"Oh, yeah," Tyson said. "I saved him from three street thugs last night. I kicked their sorry asses."
"I bet you went all ECW on 'em," Ozuma said.
"Ha. They were just buncha cry babies and shit," Tyson said.
Everyone continued to watch the match between Ray and Kai. After it ended, Tyson decided to go out for a little while but was stopped by Hilary.
"Where are you going?" Hilary asked.
"Just for a walk," Tyson said.
"You're gonna find King and Queen, aren't you?" Hilary asked slightly annoyed.
"Yeah, why?" Tyson asked.
"Not today, you're not," Hilary said. "The Dark Dragon will have to take a break from action today."
"Awww, c'mon," Tyson complained.
"Tyson, we gonna shop for some new clothes," Hilary said as she grabbed Tyson by the ear and dragged him away.
"Let go, will ya?" Tyson said.
Hilary and Tyson traveled to a few shops around town. She bought Tyson a few clothes, some goth and some not so goth. Little did they realize they were being followed by a red haired kid. After a few hours, Tyson and Hilary decided to take a break a nearby restaurant. Hilary was eating some ice cream while Tyson sat there, thinking about his grandfather.
"Tyson, what's the matter?" Hilary asked.
"I'm just thinkin' about my grandfather," Tyson said.
"Sure do miss him, do you?" Hilary asked.
"Yeah. I do," Tyson said. "I even miss my mom and brother."
"What were they like?" Hilary asked.
"My mom was a very wonderful person. She would always make me and my brother cookies," Tyson said. "But its too bad she's dead. My mom would've loved you, Hil."
"What happened to her, Tyson?" Hilary asked.
"She...died from cancer many years ago," Tyson said sadly. "When she died, my brother hit the road and never came back."
Hilary didn't know what to say. She could say she was sorry but that would sound like pity and she knew her boyfriend didn't like being pitied.
"All the light in my soul is now gone," Tyson said as he was about to break down.
Hilary could not say anything, so she did the next best thing. She hugged him.
"Don't worry, you still have me," Hilary said as she ran her hand through his hair.
"Thanks, Hil. That means a lot," Tyson said as he grabbed her hand.
The two wanted this moment to last forever but it was interrupted when a red haired boy popped up between them.
"Hey, dudes!" The kid shouted. "Whoa, you're Tyson Granger aren't ya!? I thought ya died, man!"
Tyson placed both his hands over the kid's mouth as he whispered, "Shut up, will ya? Trying to keep a low profile here."
"Oh, sorry," The kid said. "My name's Daichi. I'm a blader just like you, Ty."
"Um, did you have some Pespi and Jolly Ranchers before you got here?" Hilary asked.
"Wha? No way, I'm always like this, honey," Daichi said.
"Why you...!" Hilary shouted as she gave Daichi a smack on the head.
"Ouchies! Lighten up, I was just foolin' ya," Daichi said. "I came here to challenge my hero to a little match, that's all."
Tyson smiled. "All right. Let's see what ya got, Daichi."
"Oh, yeah! Ready to rock!" Daichi shouted.
Hilary gave Daichi another bop on the head as she shouted, "Knock that off! You're making yourself look like a retard on crack!"
"Ya have to forgive my love here. She hates it when people make themselves look like assholes in public," The Dark Dragon said.
Daichi just laughed and pulled out his Beyblade launcher, the Beyblade already locked into position.
"Ya're going down, little man," Tyson said with enthusiasm.
"We'll see," Daichi retorted, extending his launcher.
"Shouldn't we take this somewhere else? Where no people are around?" Hilary asked.
"Yeah, that's a good idea," Tyson replied. "I'm supposed to be dead, after all."
The trio headed for the beach. Tyson and Daichi stood not too far from the tide. They shouted "3,2,1! Let it rip!" in unison and the battle commence. The Beyblades blazed on the sand, clashing with great force.
"Witness my bitbeast, dude!" Daichi shouted. "Strata Dragoon, come on out!"
A gold dragon with emerald eyes emerged from Daichi's Beyblade. A gold dragon remarkably similar to Dragoon.
"What the fuck!?" Tyson exclaimed in surprise. "Where did he come from?"
"Wouldn't ya like to know," Daichi said. "Bring out that Red Dragoon of yers, dude."
"How do you know Dragoon is red?" Tyson asked, instantly getting suspicious.
"He learned from us," a female voice said.
"You!" Tyson growled with venom.
"Hey, Tyson or should I call you, 'Dark Dragon'?" King asked.
"You bastard! This duel's over!" Tyson screamed as he grabbed Daichi while Strata Dragoon returned to its blade. "You work with my killers?"
"Yeah but I didn't know they killed you! I swear!" Daichi screamed. "Please don't kill me!"
"How did you find me!?" Tyson screamed.
"We sent our friend here to follow you," Queen said.
"In fact, he was watching you all that time during your duel with Ten," King said. "Not to mention he would lead us to you."
"I'll deal with ya in a minute!" Tyson shouted as he dropped Daichi to the sand and grabbed his blade slipped it into his pocket. "How dare you show your faces here!?"
"We knew what you've been up," King said.
"Yeah, you killed our parts hunters," Queen added.
"Their deaths were nothing compared to what I've got in store for you!" Tyson screamed.
"Hmph. That's funny," Queen said.
"It won't be funny after I send you both to the boneyard!" Tyson screamed as he ran at his killers.
The Dark Dragon punched King in the face then grabbed Queen and threw her to the ground. He removed his belt and screamed, "Let's see how you like being helpless!"
Tyson began whipping Queen with all the anger and hatred pent up inside him. She tried to crawl away but Tyson just wasn't gonna relent in his beating on her.
"This is for my grandpa!" Tyson said as he pulled out a knife from his pocket.
The Dark Dragon raised his knife to stab her but before he could end Queen's life, King smashed Tyson over the head with a rock. Tyson wasn't fazed from the blow and kicked King in the stomach. He grabbed his co-killer by the hair, dragged him across the beach and smashed his head on a post. King's head was busted wide open as Tyson proceeded to choke King with his belt.
"Die, you sonavabitch!" Tyson screamed as he tightened his belt around King's throat.
Queen kicked Tyson in the head causing him to release her partner. Filled with even more rage, he bashed her in the face and grabbed both King and Queen by their throats.
"I'm gonna enjoy this," Tyson said.
"Tyson!" Hilary screamed as Tyson released his killers.
Tyson looked at his lover with fear in her eyes. He walked toward Hilary as she backed away.
"Get away from me, you monster!" Hilary screamed.
"Hilary, please! Don't run!" Tyson said as Hilary began to run away.
Before Tyson could catch up to Hilary, she bumped into a raven haired woman wearing a lab coat. She grabbed Hilary and held a knife to her throat.
"Gotcha!" Dr. Kay shouted.
"Let go of me!" Hilary screamed as she struggled but to no avail.
Tyson ran toward Hilary and Dr. Kay as he screamed, "Let her go!"
"Why should I? She's scared of you, Tyson," Dr. Kay said. "She doesn't wanna come back to a monster like you."
"Hilary, please, I'm sorry," Tyson said sadly.
"She won't forgive you after what you did," Dr. Kay said.
"What did he do?" Hilary asked.
"Oh, you didn't know? He killed two members of the Wild Cards," Dr. Kay said.
"Tyson, is that true?" Hilary asked.
"Yes. I did kill them," Tyson said sadly.
"I...I can't believe it," Hilary said in a frantic tone.
"Believe it. Your beloved Tyson is a murderer!" Dr. Kay exclaimed. "He wouldn't even hesitate to kill the people he cares about."
"That's a fucking lie and you know it!" Tyson screamed.
"Help me, Tyson!" Hilary screamed.
"Shut your mouth!" Dr. Kay screamed as she gagged Hilary with a bandanna.
"let her go!" Tyson screamed.
"You wanna know why King and Queen killed you? I was the one who planned it," Dr. Kay said.
"You bitch!" Tyson screamed. "I'll kill you, you fucking bitch!"
"You wanna kill me so bad?" Dr. Kay asked. "Then face King and Queen in your final match for your girlfriend's life."
"I will!" Tyson snarled. "After I kill them, you're next!"
Dr. Kay cackled. "For your sake, you better try. King! Queen! Let's go!"
King and Queen ran to Dr. Kay and grabbed Hilary. They dragged her into a car as Dr. Kay got into the driver's side. Daichi ran as he shouted, "Hey, wait!"
"Sorry, Daichi, you're fired," Dr. Kay said merrily then the car sped off.
"No," Daichi said sadly. "What have I done?"
Daichi noticed The Dark Dragon's hands tighten up into fists and a hint of rage in his eyes. Tyson grabbed the red haired kid and shouted, "Ya piglet son of a bitch! I oughta kill you right now for capturing Hilary!"
"I didn't plan this, I swear!" Daichi screamed. "I didn't know they killed ya! Please, spare me! I can show ya where the Wildcards are!"
"If ya show me where they are, I will spare your life," Tyson said, releasing Daichi.
"I'll even help you get your girlfriend back," Daichi said. "I promise you."
"You better or I will have your life," Tyson said. "Now let's go."
Tyson and Daichi left the beach for King and Queen's lair with Tyson's bird flying over head. Back at the Granger residence, Kai was watching tv and enjoying some peace and quiet but for some reason, he had a strange feeling someone was gonna die tonight.
"Kai, what's wrong?" Max asked.
"Tyson's in danger," Kai replied. "Kenny, get Mr. Dickenson on the phone now!"
"Why?" Kenny asked, all confused.
"Just do it!" Kai screamed.
"Right away!" Kenny exclaimed as he went to the phone.
"What's the damage, Kai?" Ray asked.
"Someone's gonna die tonight," Kai said. "I just know it."
To be concluded...
End note: It's been over two years since I published this story and should've had it finished by now. As I said before, my old computer crashed and burned on me and had to start all over from fucking scratch. Sorry for the long ass delay and hope you all enjoy this long overdue fourth chapter. I will write the conclusion once I get a few stories out of the way. On a final note: on the day of my creation, 9/22, I will change my pen name but that will be a suprise when that day comes. Cya round my fellow wolves and Crow-ites.
May the wolf spirit guide thee...