Survival /// Beyblade Burst Fanfiction

Resurrected

Valt glared up at the dark ceiling. Voting was over— no one eliminated. The game had passed— no one died.

And now he was stuck in his room. Sleep didn't come take him. Instead, nightmares seemed to laugh at him, trying to claw his way into the most peaceful sort of rest there was in the horrid game.

Even when people were eliminated... it didn't feel so hopeless.

He closed his eyes and let sleep surround him like darkness to a flickering flame.

"Valt... Get up!"

Valt blinked away the cloudiness of sleep. "Huh? Shu?"

His best friend laughed quietly. "Only a few more minutes now. I thought you might want to see it." Valt blinked again. "See what?" Shu offered him his hand. "Stand up."

Pulling himself up, Valt understood what Shu meant. The walls of the room were dark and growing darker. Valt had no doubt he was dead, since he could see Shu, but he didn't understand why Shu had woken him.

"They won," Shu said softly. "And they found a way out."

He gestured towards Honcho, Xander, Wakiya, and Daigo, disappearing. Then Valt realized his body was slowly melting as well. His vision blurred, and for a moment Valt could see his own room.

Shu faded into the shadows just as Valt's vision finally settled on one subject: his room. It was blurry at first, but within five minutes, it solidified into a chair, a computer, walls, ceiling, everything. Valt wanted to cry, but before he could his phone pinged.

Bey Club

Daigo: Come to the Bey park as soon as possible.

Daigo: Everyone.

Daigo: We need to talk.