Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Trapped in a Virtual Reality ❯ Chapter 6

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.Chapter 6.

“Kenny and Daichi are in Environment 2, Marisol and Max still have to finish E1, Lydia and Rei should be entering E2, Teresa and Tyson should be going to E3, and Kai will have to stay in two until he gets Ceci back.” Hitoshi said with a frowning face, running a sweaty hand through his blue hair. He sighed with a heavy heart and wrote all that down.

`I feel so helpless I can't do anything to get them out of there myself.' He thought to himself, wishing he could do something, or at least kick something in frustration. Still angry, he left, disappearing into the darkness. (Ninja! Wheel! Oh sorry this is supposed to be a serious moment)

Meanwhile, the glowing computer screen surrounded by darkness. Hiro had disappeared into had a new problem: a virus had entered and was spreading all over the system. Until it found the Virtual Reality files.

Nobody knows how, but in less than half an hour, the game had spread around the internet.

.Max and Marisol.

“Ok. Calm down. I guess we should walk around fro a while and wait…for the creatures to attack us.” Marisol said.

“Heh. That's calming.” Max said. She nodded and looked around cautiously.

Everything seemed to indicate something was coming.

“I'll watch the back, just in case. You know how things always come behind people in movies.” Max commented in a care-free way, as if it were a child's game. (well it is a game)

`Yeah…think about movies Max…'

Of course, Max forgot that `things' came up ABOVe people too.

“Marisol!” [Damn…I'm so friggin sleepy! That is so friggin' corny. And I'm about to shoot that BIRD that's singing outside my window at two in the morning! Must…kill…it] The scream shook the trees and scared away some birds.

`Damn it! Be serious, Max! Wait…how'd she disappear without a fight?' He scolded himself in his mind. He looked every which way, up to where the tree-tops met the sky and sun, letting in tiny rays of light. Maybe there he would find her, he hoped. No such luck.

`Duh! I have wings!' His wings opened like a bird's [why do I keep referring to birds?] and he flew. There was nothing in the distance except maybe some birds…Which could have been the creatures that took her. He frowned and set his eyes on those winged animals- and the chase began. At least, Max thought about it that way. As he got tired, impatient, and was losing hope quickly, he realized they were too quick for him.

Like a fallen angel, the blonde teen descended softly.

.meanwhile.

“Let…me…go!”

The giant demon-like creature didn't mind the constant punching on his back at all, maybe due to all the layer of bulk. He was your average villain, big, with horns, an evil smirk, and eyes that seemed to be searching for prey always.

After a while, Marisol got tired to hitting him, and tried to come up with a brilliant plan. She had wings, she remembered, to simply wave good-bye to him. Or maybe shoot an arrow at him.

But, like any rational person, she was also wondering where she was being taken. Was it a big, spooky castle, or a nice, majestic palace, or a dark, damp cave? She could just imagine all the cliché sites that could exist.

.Lydia and Rei.

A gloved hand punched the snow, packing it. The owner of the fist, Rei, observed the snow carefully, as if it were something interesting. It all seemed to go so well…until that demon appeared from the bear's corpse. He stood up to his full height, as if to intimidate, and hissed like a snake.

Lydia smirked and looked sideways at him with a fanged smile she copied from him.

She leaned forward slightly and bent her knees, something she had learned from soccer practice, in case she needed to move quickly.

A blink was all that was needed for the overconfident younger Hiwatari to vanish into the tundra like nothing. Then he was attacked by a group of Trernas. Those didn't matter. All of them fell in seconds or fractions of a second to add crimson to the stark whiteness.

It didn't matter if they were Trernas or Tyson or the White Tigers- Rei would kill anything in his anger.

“Hehehehehe….” A sinister laugh came to the Chinese boy's ears, and with his characteristic quick reflexes, turned around to see him. All he could see until the horizon was snow.

“Don't waste your time crying for Lydia. She's dead. And you will be too, soon.”

“Who are you?” He inquired as he stood up, alert.

“Just…somebody.” The voice responded in a cocky manner. A bone-chilling gust of wind blew. Rei had the feeling that voice was gone.

.Teresa and Tyson.

“Nooooo!” Tyson exclaimed in despair and fell to the ground, gripping his hair.