ME: O.K. people. this is my last chapter. Ray's one will be much better. I
promise.
RAY: Can't you just not do mine?
ME: Nope. Sorry.
RAY: *sulks*
TYSON: YAAAAAAAY!!!
KAI: Don't worry about it Ray. It can't be as horrible as mine.
MAX: He's right you know. Lighten up Ray.
KENNY: Lady Blade Warangel does not own BeyBlade.
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Tragic Past 2-Tyson.
Chapter Fourteen - Good or Bad. You Decide.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TYSON'S P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was two days after the tournament. We were ready to leave for the next
tournament in Canada, when Cherry arrived. "Ty, I need to tell you something.
It's O.K. for your friends to stay. It would probably be best if they did
anyways." Cherry said. I waited. "Momma died in an accident last night."
Cherry said. She started to relate the details. Momma had been crossing the
street and didn't look to see if any cars were coming. She had stepped into
the road. The guy in the car couldn't stop. She was killed on impact. She was
drunk. I know that much. Even though she had liver cancer. Cherry tried to
hide that from me. But I knew from the way she treaded over the subject that
she'd been drunk, when she died.
I should've felt bad. I didn't. I didn't feel anything. It was like seeing
someone's death on the news. It didn't affect me at all. I hadn't seen my
Momma for so long. She had become a practical stranger to me. Cherry
understood. "I also came to tell you that Mr Dickenson has hired me to help
you guys. He knows that Chief is your technician and he knows how to fix
BeyBlades. I'm just an extra pair of hands. If you want me that is." Cherry
said. Kenny was the first one to say anything. "I could always use some extra
help." Kenny said. The others all welcomed her to the team. I didn't have to
say anything. Cherry always knew how I felt.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the funeral, we boarded the plane for our next destination. The
Canadian Tournament. He got a package from home. Ever since he got it though,
he's been acting really strange. Very serious, almost sad. It was bothering
me, and the others. Whenever we asked him. He told us that he didn't want to
talk about it.
He'll tell us what's up soon. At least I hope so. I really hope that he
opened up to us. We are his friends after all. He was being very closed up
and had gone into his own shell. Well we are going to the Canadian Tournament
now, so he'll have to snap out of it soon. Well I know Ray will tell us
what's up eventually. Until then, all we can do is try to be there for him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ME: I'm sorry that the chapters have been so short. I'm going to start Ray's
fic next. It should be up soon.
RAY: *still sulking*
KAI: Ray, you knew that she was gonna get to you sooner or later. Don't be so
glum.
TYSON: Yeah dude. She did Kai, then me. She'll get to Kenny and Max too.
RAY: *still sulking*
ME: Bye peoples. I should have Ray's fic posted by tomorrow. I hope everyone
enjoys. Bye until next time.
promise.
RAY: Can't you just not do mine?
ME: Nope. Sorry.
RAY: *sulks*
TYSON: YAAAAAAAY!!!
KAI: Don't worry about it Ray. It can't be as horrible as mine.
MAX: He's right you know. Lighten up Ray.
KENNY: Lady Blade Warangel does not own BeyBlade.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tragic Past 2-Tyson.
Chapter Fourteen - Good or Bad. You Decide.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TYSON'S P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was two days after the tournament. We were ready to leave for the next
tournament in Canada, when Cherry arrived. "Ty, I need to tell you something.
It's O.K. for your friends to stay. It would probably be best if they did
anyways." Cherry said. I waited. "Momma died in an accident last night."
Cherry said. She started to relate the details. Momma had been crossing the
street and didn't look to see if any cars were coming. She had stepped into
the road. The guy in the car couldn't stop. She was killed on impact. She was
drunk. I know that much. Even though she had liver cancer. Cherry tried to
hide that from me. But I knew from the way she treaded over the subject that
she'd been drunk, when she died.
I should've felt bad. I didn't. I didn't feel anything. It was like seeing
someone's death on the news. It didn't affect me at all. I hadn't seen my
Momma for so long. She had become a practical stranger to me. Cherry
understood. "I also came to tell you that Mr Dickenson has hired me to help
you guys. He knows that Chief is your technician and he knows how to fix
BeyBlades. I'm just an extra pair of hands. If you want me that is." Cherry
said. Kenny was the first one to say anything. "I could always use some extra
help." Kenny said. The others all welcomed her to the team. I didn't have to
say anything. Cherry always knew how I felt.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the funeral, we boarded the plane for our next destination. The
Canadian Tournament. He got a package from home. Ever since he got it though,
he's been acting really strange. Very serious, almost sad. It was bothering
me, and the others. Whenever we asked him. He told us that he didn't want to
talk about it.
He'll tell us what's up soon. At least I hope so. I really hope that he
opened up to us. We are his friends after all. He was being very closed up
and had gone into his own shell. Well we are going to the Canadian Tournament
now, so he'll have to snap out of it soon. Well I know Ray will tell us
what's up eventually. Until then, all we can do is try to be there for him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ME: I'm sorry that the chapters have been so short. I'm going to start Ray's
fic next. It should be up soon.
RAY: *still sulking*
KAI: Ray, you knew that she was gonna get to you sooner or later. Don't be so
glum.
TYSON: Yeah dude. She did Kai, then me. She'll get to Kenny and Max too.
RAY: *still sulking*
ME: Bye peoples. I should have Ray's fic posted by tomorrow. I hope everyone
enjoys. Bye until next time.