Mr. Beyblade was a sharp unforgiving cyborg that was as cruel as Emporor Palpatine. His hot, burning, fiery red eyes looked as if they could burn. His jaggered teeth are sharp enough to cut through bone.
Before this Mr. Beyblade was a quite peaceful billionare. He decided to make a toy named after his family. His son really into this toy. So for his sons birthday he bought his son a brand new shiny beyblade. While walking he stepped on a unknown button and suddenly he tripped! And as suddenly as he tripped he heard BANG! He felt drowsy. He looked at his arm. He had changed.
"Dad, come see this!"yelled Yui.
"What son?"
"Look at this!"
Sure their was something urgent going on.
"Two bankmen just died from that cruel cyborg, Mr. Beyblade." said Yui's dad.
"Huh, they don't even knowmy real plan!"yelled Mr. Beyblade, cackling."I'm going to blow an entire nuclear plant. That kill was a simple detour! Now to destroy Austinfield-"
But unfortunatly while watching his stolen street camera screens he realized there was a huge hole in his plan. He had accidentally killed the bankmen right behind the nuclear plant he was trying to blow up! Oh no! Plus the police must've guessed because they were yelling into the megaphone 'City evacuation!'
"Turn around coward and face me!"yelled Yui."Lets play a little game of. . . beyblades!"
"NOOOOOOO!"
"If you win you go free but if I win you don't blow up the nuclear plant."
"Bring it on moron!"
"Oh I will all right."said Yui."We'll use my stadium."
When Yui saw what he was actually up against he wasn't surprised. After all Mr. Beyblade was the maker of beyblades. Even so he couldn't help but stare. He had Bellfire, Triumph Dragon, Air Knight, Command Dragon, Revive Pheonix and Dread Pheonix. He was a powerful force but he had his own surprise!
1 hour later. . .
They where in a room that was as black as night. All of a sudden the lights flicked on.
"We will launch into covers so nobody can see eachothers beyblade before launching. We shall also use our most powerful beyblade. Then it shall be a devastating challenge!"
"3, 2, 1, let it RIP!"they yelled together.
All of a sudden it was Dread Phoenix and . . . Turbo ACHILLES! Soon it was clashing, cracking and scraping. All of a sudden Dread Pheonix broke. Amazing! Turbo Achilles had won!
"Now, I might as well call the police."
"What is your need?"
"Police now!"
"Police here."
"I found Mr. Beyblade in his shack!"
Bop!
10 minutes later . . .
Click, click.
"You can't do this to me. I am the OP Mr. Beylade!"
"Oh but we can."
The end!