Epilogue: The Horror Never Ends

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Bey City, Japan

It was a normal day in the Granger dojo, where several familiar faces were lounging. Daichi Sumeragi, Ray Kon, Max Tate, Kenny Saien and Hilary Tachibana were all sitting down in the living room, looking quite bored. They hadn't heard of the BBA hosting any tournaments recently so they were finally relaxing. Tyson had suggested a small get-together and this was why they were in the champion's home. However, said champion had forgotten something and had rushed to the store to get it.

Now, they were waiting for Tyson to get back home with said 'something'. Hilary sighed, "I can't believe he's making us wait. That damn Tyson . . . He should have gotten the 'thing' before we got here. It's just like him to make us wait . . ."

"You know how Tyson is like, Hil," Max replied with a smile, "He probably forgot about it until last minute."

"Well, at least some things never change." Ray said fondly, smiling as well. Since the Justice 5 tournament, things had been very quiet. They often trained several kids but nothing interesting had happened in a while. Of course, they weren't complaining. They had enough troubles and adventures to last them a lifetime.

Daichi pouted, crossing his arms, "It's been kinda boring, hasn't it? I haven't had a good match in ages! Man, when is the BBA gonna start the tournaments?" Ray and Max shared a glance. As fellow bladers, they wondered that too. They knew it was going to take time for the BBA to reinstate themselves but they, like Daichi, also wanted a good match.

Kenny groaned, "Daichi, you know that the rebuilding of the BBA-."

"-and the city because the aftermath of Brooklyn's attack didn't magically disappear." Hilary added.

Kenny turned to her, as if telling her that she wasn't helping the situation. Hilary merely shrugged at that. After all, everyone seemed to keep overlooking that Brooklyn had practically destroyed Bey City.

"As I was saying," Kenny continued, "The rebuilding of the BBA will take time. After the whole BEGA incident, did you really expect everything to quickly go back to normal? Not to mention that most of the world is protesting that beyblading is too dangerous and should be banned. Why do you think Kai had to go to that meeting in Russia?"

"Kenny, I get bored hearing about the politics." Daichi whined.

What Kenny had said was true. After seeing Tyson and Brooklyn's beybattle that nearly leveled cities, several people had insisted that the sport should be banned. Kai had gone to that event in Russia to try and get allies and sponsors so that the game could continue. Still, it was hard to do that when so many people were hellbent on banning beyblading. That was why the BBA hadn't finished rebuilding.

"Don't worry, Kenny," Hilary patted the genius, smiling, "They're not gonna ban the sport. So many kids love to blade. Besides, Kai said that he knew two powerful and influential people were backing us up. With those people, he said that we could start blading again!"

Two powerful tycoons – Seto Kaiba and Rin Mizushima – were apparently behind them, wanting the sport to continue. Ray understood why Seto Kaiba would support them – he did a lot with the gaming industry, although he focused more on the card game Duel Monsters than on Beyblade – but it was a mystery why Rin Mizushima would support them. After all, Mizushima Enterprises leaned more on military equipment and technology that helped on the warzone and the medical field. So why would someone like that support Beyblading? Ray felt that there was something Kai wasn't telling them about Rin but that was something he knew he would eventually find the answer to.

After a long moment of silence – it seemed he wasn't the only one lost in thought, Ray noted – Daichi seemed to have caught something Hilary had said. "What's with the 'we'?" Daichi asked. After a couple of seconds, his eyes started widening in horror, "Don't tell you're gonna try to blade again!"

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