Beyblade Metal Zero Novels & Stories

His blow lands where Theo’s could not, disrupting her rhythm, staggering her just long enough for Theo to recover. Together, they attack. Two ancient beings against one. Subject Zero fights like a storm breaking apart, but even storms can be overwhelmed. I see it in her movements. The fraction of a second slower. The strain finally catching up. She takes a blow to the chest that sends her crashing to her knees. “Kaye,” she shouts. “Ethan.” Theo raises his hand, energy gathering, ready to end it. “Go,” Subject Zero says fiercely. “This is what I chose.”

ZEDKIEL. She turns when I enter what looks like a broken-down lift of some sort, and motions for Blade to leave us. “Are you sure?” He asks wearily, as he glances at me. “I’m sure.” She replies firmly. “We’re in a metal box, Blade. If a fight breaks out, you’ll hear.” He nods, but he doesn’t seem too sure, but he obeys and pulls shut the metal door that scrapes loudly. I raise an eyebrow as Ziahra turns to the other side, and pressing a button, motioning me to step out.

Her wild movement lifts her top up and the branded burn I see almost makes my knees buckle. I can't believe what I'm seeing but after I see it again my eyes widen, there's no doubt what it is. Zero lifts her up and crushes her to his chest. “Sssshhh, Beauty, I got you, it's me Zero, you need to wake up now, okay, wake up Beauty. Sssshhh.” He is so strong, his words soothing, his voice firm, but I see the horror on his paled skin. I see it as I feel mine.

He drove the spear into the metal, exploding with power that made a large gash in the robot's body. The Azure Dragon Spear struck the activation metal, and Wilbur yanked it out. The piece of metal had a special texture and aura that reminded him of something familiar… "My metal ore!" Wilbur snapped out of his stupor at once. This piece of metal had the exact same aura as the ore he had bid for during that last auction. "F*ck! I'll kill you!" Johnson swung his lase blade down, and Wilbur hurried to dodge by retreating several meters. In response to that, Johnson activated his laser cannon and fired it in Wilbur's direction.

Rowan growled. Vane lunged. He didn't run; he flowed across the ground like a tidal wave of needles. A hundred silver spikes shot out from his center, aimed directly at Rowan’s chest. Rowan swung his blade, a arc of dark heat clashing with the liquid metal. The sound was like a car crash—high-pitched, grinding, and violent.

The silver blade of the "System Dagger" did not draw blood when it struck Kaelen; it drew "Static." The moment the tip of the weapon made contact with the boy’s chest, the courtyard of the Blackwood Keep exploded in a flurry of grey, redacted pixels. Kaelen let out a shriek that sounded like a thousand glass bells shattering, but his body didn't fall. It "Lacked."

“You are mine. I will not let him touch you.” The surge hit again, and Zaria’s back pressed to his chest, heat and strength radiating from him. The shard lattice responded to their combined focus, arcs of light striking out like jagged lightning, intercepting the first wave of Kael’s intrusion. The air crackled with energy—supernatural power fused with cutting-edge technology, primal instinct meeting precision engineering.

But instead of begging, she reached inward—to the place where the Moon’s light lived inside her. She remembered her mother’s voice, her father’s laughter, her siblings’ faces, Heather’s faith, Collin’s touch. And something inside her snapped. The mark on her arm split like breaking glass, the light beneath it flooding outward. Jade’s eyes widened. “What are you doing?” Baylee rose, her voice steady. “Ending this.” Silver light erupted from her body, a wave of energy that shattered the stillness. The ground quaked, the clouds tore apart, and Jade screamed as the Moon’s power struck her.