"So, I'm bunking with him now?" Y/n said sitting on his bed as he cleans his beyblade from debris when Kris came in with Silas that also seems to be his new roommate.
Kris gave a nod with a small smile " I hope you don't mind most of the rooms are full, so I thought you wouldn't mind having a roommate." "It's totally fine as long as he doesn't keep me up at night asking about my secrets." Y/n joked.
Giving another nod Kris left but without giving Y/n a playful wink before exiting the door. Y/n continue minding his own business while Silas was unpacking his stuff. "So hot shot, what the real reason you decided to come to BC Sol?" Y/n asked with a smirk. "I'm only here to getting as much info on you and Free as possible and once i do I'll crush both of you a be the number one blader in the world! But you already knew that right?" Silas said as he turned to face Y/n with his challenging smirk. "You and I are going to get together very well my friend" Y/n replied smirking even more.
Next Day
Trads whistle went off in the gym with everyone once again lined up in front of Kris and Trad. "We're approaching the opening round of the European League!" "Free, Y/n... You two are chosen as the teams captain's." Free just slowly looked at them then went back to resting. "That leaves two spots. The selections will be based on performance and results." Trad announced. "So it is possible to be taken from the second tier team right?" Anton asked.
"That is correct. A blader's status doesn't matter." Everyone started chattering about that since they thought they would have a chance to make it to the top team. "Yeah! Top team here I come!" Everyone thought.
Battle after battle everyone was trying their hardest.
Trad whistle then went to announce the next people battling. "Next up, Stan Hamburg and Valt Aoi!"
Valt and Stan then made their way to the stadium. "Looks like it's just you and me now." Valt smiled at his opponent. "I think you mean just me." Stan growled as both competitors get into their positions. "First battle!" "I'm gonna eat you for breakfast' Stan declared. "Then it's a good thin it lunch time!" Valt replied excitedly.
"Ready...Set?!"
"3!"
"2!'
"1!"
"Let it...Rip!"
Both Beys land in the stadium, Stans bey making it to the center. "Sweet! Center's all mine!" Valtryek looked like it was picking up speed now.
"Go Valtryek!" Valt roared at his partner. Valtryek was clashing with Stan's bey over and over again. "Yeah, that's the way, attack from all sides!" right now Stan was getting pretty frustrated "Well, your bey is pretty fast, I'll give you that much..." Then Stan's bey clashed Valtryek into the air a little "But fast things run out of a steam really quickly!" Valtryek was starting to run out of stamina making him slower. "No! He was right!" Then Valtryek comes to a complete halt making it a Survivor Finish. "Stan Hamburg gets one point with a Survivor Finish!" Trad announces. Up in the stands Y/n watched the battle with a pretty bland look on his face.'So boring at least make it more interesting.' He thought.
"Not so happy now?" Valt was then giving a noise with a toothy smile. "That was great!" At the response Stan was getting angry by the second. "Whaddaya mean great?! You're losing this thing!" "Second battle!" The two then went back in their positions "But I'm having fun!" Stan was just getting angrier and angrier
"Ready? Set?!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"Let it ...Rip!"
Both beys once again land in the stadium and Stan's bey once again claiming the center.
