Burst Finish My Heart: Free de la Hoya x OC | A Beyblade Fanfiction

Chapter 12: Yearning

Ferox and Free released their Beyblades, and realizing that Fafnir could not spin steal from above, Ferox experimented with DMeteor Launch. She watched as her Beyblade soured upward before dropping down, colliding at incredible speed with Drain Fafnir's top piece. The impact was so explosive that both Beys could not handle it and burst finished together.

"They're more evenly matched than I ever imagined," Christina said with amazement. "Trad, do you think that Ferox can actually beat Free?"

"I think so," Trad said tentatively, glancing at his iPad's data. "Ferox can avoid Fafnir's spin stealing, and even when launched at full power, Fafnir can't easily beat Zmaj. Ferox has a heavy, aggressive Beyblade that can take a hit."

"Simultaneous burst finish! No points awarded!" the referee called out.

"Damn," Ferox murmured and panted.

Free brushed a hand through his golden hair, and he wiped sweat off his forehead. He leaned into launching position and said softly, "We've got this, Fafnir."

Simultaneously, Ferox began taking lengthy steps backward, and Valt yelled, "It's Zavan Boost!"

"Fourth battle! Ready, set. Three--"

Ferox took a vigorous step forward, propelling herself off the ground. Her scarf whipped around wildly as if it sensed the battle's urgency.

"--Two--"

Ferox flipped over, tossing her launcher into the air.

"--One."

Ferox caught her launcher and aimed it at a 45-degree angle.

"Let it, rip!"

Tala Zmaj outstretched her blades, throwing Drain Fafnir into the stadium wall, before retracting them. Despite the rough impact, Fafnir had snagged some energy and retaliated, causing Zmaj to bowl into the opposite side of the stadium. Zmaj bounced off, glowed a mysterious purple, and cried out, You're strong, Fafnir, but I'll destroy you once and for all!

Fafnir emitted a golden light and said his first words, Try me, you beguiling dragoness.

Zmaj licked her maw and cooed, You're not so bad yourself, golden dragon, but that doesn't mean I will go easy on you. Fear my wrath!

Fafnir and Zmaj lunged at each other just as the two Beyblades collided again. Zmaj flew back into the wall and rebounded, leaving Ferox smirking. The brown-haired girl understood that Fafnir's spin stealing was no longer taking a significant toll, and Zmaj had the edge over the opposing dragon as she gained speed faster than Fafnir stole it. Ferox had finally thwarted the scourge of clockwise-spinning Beyblades.

"How is Zmaj not losing speed when attacking Fafnir?" Rantaro said.

"This battle is unreal!" Valt said. He was not considering the strategy or technique but in awe of the majesty of two brilliant bladers facing off.

Kitt looked at the data on his iPad, and he said, "Look, Zmaj is losing power to Fafnir, but it's regaining speed by charging off the walls. It doesn't matter that Fafnir is spin-stealing. Ferox has strategized a genius counter! How Ferox-esque!"

"Wow," Rantaro and Valt said, their attention gripped by the screen.

"But," Sasha said, gaping at the Beyblade analyzer, "no blader with a clockwise Beyblade can counter Free's spin stealing! It's never been done!"

"Apparently, Ferox can," Ivan said with a shudder.

"How can a new blader be this good?" Stan whispered, and Django frowned as well. Ferox spelled trouble for their elevated positions on the team if she kept up this momentum.