Osurukashi
08-28-2005, 01:18 AM
Ok this is my very first attempt at trying to right a Fan-fic, I am one fo the few people that still loves Beyblade after it is finished, it is my favourite anime and this is a fan-fic on Beyblade
I have only done 2 chapters because I only started a couple of days ago
here they are
The Rise Of A New Phenomenon(A Beyblade Fan-Fic)
Chapter One (The end of the beginning)
“3…2…1 LET IT RIP!!” The two combatants shouted in unison. They threw back their arms and pulled out the ripcords of their treasured blades, sparks flew as the two blades clashed and landed in the middle of the stadium.
“You aren’t going to win you know, your efforts are futile” Proclaimed one of the combatants.
“I’m not scared, Bring it on” Shouted the other.
The two stared at each other with intensity and continued their battle, the two blades clashing with each other, sparks flying. One of the combatants calmed down and flicked his head back, gave a smug smile and said
“Is that the best you’ve got?”
The other combatant started to sweat as he realised his efforts really were futile, he then said.
“You weren’t lying was you?”
“Of course not you fool”
“Well I am not going to give up even if it is futile”
He then thought, “They never learn?” He shook his head in disappointment and then pointed across the stadium and said
“I am going to finish this now, this is boring me”
The other combatant then looked back at him in a state of fear as his blade was knocked out the stadium in one hit, he stood there totally still and the crowd gave an uproar of cheers for the new champion of the London Beginner Beyblading Championships.. His name was Stephen.
Stephen was a young 15-year-old boy with light brown hair and green eyes. He wore a black, short-sleeved jacket and black jeans with a white shirt underneath his jacket. A Beyblade pouch on his right arm and a launcher and ripcord holder on his belt.
The judge raised his hand and he was handed the trophy.
Stephen then walked out the arena and into the rest room which had a few benches surrounded by lockers. He sat down on one of the benches and put the trophy down besides him, he then reached into the pouch on his arm and brought out an object firmly grasped in his hand, this object was black and similar in shape to a spinning top, it was his Beyblade, he breathed on it gently and then wiped it off with a cloth, blade then sparkled, he smiled and said
“You did great today, but this is far too easy, we need to go into harder tournaments and win them”
Then his challenger came up to him in the rest room and said
“That was a great match, your Beyblade is awesome”
“Yeah it sure is” Stephen replied as he shook his hand kindly and smiled.
He then went to his locker, locker number 5 and brought out his backpack, he softly put the trophy into the backpack and walked out the building looking at his blade and smiling. He then looked up at the sun, his eyes shut from the glare, and he brought his head back down and continued to walk.
As Stephen returned to his house, in the middle of a green field the sun was just setting, so he looked at it and smiled contently and thought
“I am home, I will miss you a lot”
He then opened the door and entered, he then walked into his kitchen that had a couple of chairs and a table. A woman then came down the stairs and said
“Is that you Stephen?”
“Yeah it’s me mum” Stephen replied
Stephen then sat down and put his backpack on the table and slouched into the chair. As he was relaxing his mum went into his backpack and then said
“So I see you won the tournament today son”
“Yeah mum it was too easy, tomorrow I am going to the city and looking for bigger things”
His mother then went silent and Stephen became curious, he then opened his eyes and looked over to his mother who was trying not to cry at the thought of her baby boy leaving, he then said
“Everything will be fine mum, I will call every day and come back after I am done”
“I know son, I was just really happy to see my son going out on an adventure to be the best he can be” She replied.
Stephen then smiled and his mum made them supper and then they went to sleep.
Chapter 2 (The start of a new adventure)
The sun suddenly shone through onto Stephen’s face making him awaken, he opened his eyes slowly to let his pupils adjust to the light, he stayed still in his bed and stretched out until he suddenly realised what he was doing on this day, he then suddenly jumped out of bed saying
“What the hell am I doing just laying around on a day like this?”
He quickly put on his clothes and grabbed his Beyblade and ran down the stairs nearly tripping because of how fast he was going, he skidded into the kitchen and realised his mum had already done breakfast and put it on the table, he stood there amazed and said
“Hey mum, what you doing up this early?”
“Well I couldn’t let you go without a full breakfast to start your day could I sweetie” she replied
Stephen stood there a little confused he blinked and then smiled. He then sat down and started to eat his breakfast, which was, egg, bacon, sausage, fried bread, beans and a cup of orange juice, all perfectly done as only his mother could do, he snivelled as he thought of how he would miss home cooking. He finished eating and took his plate and glass over to the sink, then he started to wash them up.
“Why are you doing this today, the day you start you journey” His mother asked curiously.
“Well I can’t leave you with dirty dishes now can I mum?” Stephen replied
His mother closed her eyes and giggled as she thought of how Stephen was always like this and how much she would miss him. After washing up Stephen got his backpack and checked that he had everything, he nodded and said
“Hey Mum I am going now”
“Ok Stephen, you do your best and call every day, remember that I love you too ok” She replied as she neatened the collar on his jacket.
Stephen smiled and said, “Of course mum, I won’t forget something like that and I love you too”
Stephen then hugged his mum and walked off excited about what lies ahead for him in his adventure, he smiled and brought out his blade from the pouch on his right arm, looked at it as he was walking and thought of how amazing this could be, but he still couldn’t help thinking, no matter how much he believed in his abilities, that he wouldn’t be good enough to go up against the big time Beyblader’s out there, he shook his head a thought
“I can’t think that way, I am going to become the best and no-one will be able to stop me, I will make myself and my mum proud”
As he walked into London he started to feel hungry so he stopped at a café and ate something, all the time thinking of his mum’s home cooking, his eyes closed slightly, the bottom of his eyes became a little wet, he smiled slightly, he was missing home so much already, but he knew what he intended to do, so he wouldn’t turn back. After he finished the meal he said clicking his finger and thumb
“Hey waiter, can I have the check now please?”
“Oh certainly Sir” the waiter replied with a French accent
The waiter was a tall guy, with a moustache and an apron; he had a towel on his right arm and a notepad in the other. Stephen paid the check and walked out, looked up at the sky and started to walk again, as he arrived at the airport, he wondered where to go, he then remembered the next major tournament was being held in Tokyo, Japan, so he brought a ticket and boarded the plane.
After a long plane flight Stephen got off and looked at his surroundings, the was the entrance to the airport right in front of him, so he walked through, the airport had a café and a few stores on one side and the ticket centre on the other side, he looked over at the café and smelt something rather nice, his belly rumbled, he laughed and said
“That plane flight has made me really hungry, time to chow down”
He ran into the café and looked around, there were a few tables with white table clothes on them, chop sticks carefully laid out neatly and the seasoning on the right side of each table and a couple of beautiful flowers in a vase in the centre of the table, he looked at the menu and a Japanese waiter came up and spoke to him in Japanese, Stephen replied back in Japanese and the waiter went away, Stephen was a very smart kid who would study other languages in his spare time before bed, he loved the different languages and knew they would be useful if he was ever to travel.
When the waiter returned he put a plate of Stephen’s favourite dish on the table, Stephen kindly said “Arigato” which means Thank you. He then snapped the chop sticks apart and ate the meal, paid the check and walked out thinking of how good that meal was he grinned happily and walked out the airport
So tell me what you think of it so far and if you would like to read more once I have done it ^^:
I have only done 2 chapters because I only started a couple of days ago
here they are
The Rise Of A New Phenomenon(A Beyblade Fan-Fic)
Chapter One (The end of the beginning)
“3…2…1 LET IT RIP!!” The two combatants shouted in unison. They threw back their arms and pulled out the ripcords of their treasured blades, sparks flew as the two blades clashed and landed in the middle of the stadium.
“You aren’t going to win you know, your efforts are futile” Proclaimed one of the combatants.
“I’m not scared, Bring it on” Shouted the other.
The two stared at each other with intensity and continued their battle, the two blades clashing with each other, sparks flying. One of the combatants calmed down and flicked his head back, gave a smug smile and said
“Is that the best you’ve got?”
The other combatant started to sweat as he realised his efforts really were futile, he then said.
“You weren’t lying was you?”
“Of course not you fool”
“Well I am not going to give up even if it is futile”
He then thought, “They never learn?” He shook his head in disappointment and then pointed across the stadium and said
“I am going to finish this now, this is boring me”
The other combatant then looked back at him in a state of fear as his blade was knocked out the stadium in one hit, he stood there totally still and the crowd gave an uproar of cheers for the new champion of the London Beginner Beyblading Championships.. His name was Stephen.
Stephen was a young 15-year-old boy with light brown hair and green eyes. He wore a black, short-sleeved jacket and black jeans with a white shirt underneath his jacket. A Beyblade pouch on his right arm and a launcher and ripcord holder on his belt.
The judge raised his hand and he was handed the trophy.
Stephen then walked out the arena and into the rest room which had a few benches surrounded by lockers. He sat down on one of the benches and put the trophy down besides him, he then reached into the pouch on his arm and brought out an object firmly grasped in his hand, this object was black and similar in shape to a spinning top, it was his Beyblade, he breathed on it gently and then wiped it off with a cloth, blade then sparkled, he smiled and said
“You did great today, but this is far too easy, we need to go into harder tournaments and win them”
Then his challenger came up to him in the rest room and said
“That was a great match, your Beyblade is awesome”
“Yeah it sure is” Stephen replied as he shook his hand kindly and smiled.
He then went to his locker, locker number 5 and brought out his backpack, he softly put the trophy into the backpack and walked out the building looking at his blade and smiling. He then looked up at the sun, his eyes shut from the glare, and he brought his head back down and continued to walk.
As Stephen returned to his house, in the middle of a green field the sun was just setting, so he looked at it and smiled contently and thought
“I am home, I will miss you a lot”
He then opened the door and entered, he then walked into his kitchen that had a couple of chairs and a table. A woman then came down the stairs and said
“Is that you Stephen?”
“Yeah it’s me mum” Stephen replied
Stephen then sat down and put his backpack on the table and slouched into the chair. As he was relaxing his mum went into his backpack and then said
“So I see you won the tournament today son”
“Yeah mum it was too easy, tomorrow I am going to the city and looking for bigger things”
His mother then went silent and Stephen became curious, he then opened his eyes and looked over to his mother who was trying not to cry at the thought of her baby boy leaving, he then said
“Everything will be fine mum, I will call every day and come back after I am done”
“I know son, I was just really happy to see my son going out on an adventure to be the best he can be” She replied.
Stephen then smiled and his mum made them supper and then they went to sleep.
Chapter 2 (The start of a new adventure)
The sun suddenly shone through onto Stephen’s face making him awaken, he opened his eyes slowly to let his pupils adjust to the light, he stayed still in his bed and stretched out until he suddenly realised what he was doing on this day, he then suddenly jumped out of bed saying
“What the hell am I doing just laying around on a day like this?”
He quickly put on his clothes and grabbed his Beyblade and ran down the stairs nearly tripping because of how fast he was going, he skidded into the kitchen and realised his mum had already done breakfast and put it on the table, he stood there amazed and said
“Hey mum, what you doing up this early?”
“Well I couldn’t let you go without a full breakfast to start your day could I sweetie” she replied
Stephen stood there a little confused he blinked and then smiled. He then sat down and started to eat his breakfast, which was, egg, bacon, sausage, fried bread, beans and a cup of orange juice, all perfectly done as only his mother could do, he snivelled as he thought of how he would miss home cooking. He finished eating and took his plate and glass over to the sink, then he started to wash them up.
“Why are you doing this today, the day you start you journey” His mother asked curiously.
“Well I can’t leave you with dirty dishes now can I mum?” Stephen replied
His mother closed her eyes and giggled as she thought of how Stephen was always like this and how much she would miss him. After washing up Stephen got his backpack and checked that he had everything, he nodded and said
“Hey Mum I am going now”
“Ok Stephen, you do your best and call every day, remember that I love you too ok” She replied as she neatened the collar on his jacket.
Stephen smiled and said, “Of course mum, I won’t forget something like that and I love you too”
Stephen then hugged his mum and walked off excited about what lies ahead for him in his adventure, he smiled and brought out his blade from the pouch on his right arm, looked at it as he was walking and thought of how amazing this could be, but he still couldn’t help thinking, no matter how much he believed in his abilities, that he wouldn’t be good enough to go up against the big time Beyblader’s out there, he shook his head a thought
“I can’t think that way, I am going to become the best and no-one will be able to stop me, I will make myself and my mum proud”
As he walked into London he started to feel hungry so he stopped at a café and ate something, all the time thinking of his mum’s home cooking, his eyes closed slightly, the bottom of his eyes became a little wet, he smiled slightly, he was missing home so much already, but he knew what he intended to do, so he wouldn’t turn back. After he finished the meal he said clicking his finger and thumb
“Hey waiter, can I have the check now please?”
“Oh certainly Sir” the waiter replied with a French accent
The waiter was a tall guy, with a moustache and an apron; he had a towel on his right arm and a notepad in the other. Stephen paid the check and walked out, looked up at the sky and started to walk again, as he arrived at the airport, he wondered where to go, he then remembered the next major tournament was being held in Tokyo, Japan, so he brought a ticket and boarded the plane.
After a long plane flight Stephen got off and looked at his surroundings, the was the entrance to the airport right in front of him, so he walked through, the airport had a café and a few stores on one side and the ticket centre on the other side, he looked over at the café and smelt something rather nice, his belly rumbled, he laughed and said
“That plane flight has made me really hungry, time to chow down”
He ran into the café and looked around, there were a few tables with white table clothes on them, chop sticks carefully laid out neatly and the seasoning on the right side of each table and a couple of beautiful flowers in a vase in the centre of the table, he looked at the menu and a Japanese waiter came up and spoke to him in Japanese, Stephen replied back in Japanese and the waiter went away, Stephen was a very smart kid who would study other languages in his spare time before bed, he loved the different languages and knew they would be useful if he was ever to travel.
When the waiter returned he put a plate of Stephen’s favourite dish on the table, Stephen kindly said “Arigato” which means Thank you. He then snapped the chop sticks apart and ate the meal, paid the check and walked out thinking of how good that meal was he grinned happily and walked out the airport
So tell me what you think of it so far and if you would like to read more once I have done it ^^: