Beyblade X Savage Bear Novels & Stories

Xander said. “The same thing if you poke an angry one!” Anders said, and growled as he flinched forward, trying to scare the retired Beta. Xander flinched back, laughing as he lifted his hand and poked Ander's cheek again. Anders growled and lunged for Xander, but the retired Beta was too fast, and was out of his seat in an instant. His eyes flashed red, reminding the bear why he was so fast. “I'm going to rip that vampire from your throat, and stick it right back in you through your ass!” Anders growled as he lunged for Xander, but was stopped in his tracks when Mark appeared in front of him.

"What are they calling me?" Darius finally let out a short laugh. "The Savage Luna." I froze. I stared at him, my mouth dropping open slightly. I was completely dumbfounded. "The what?" I asked, my voice flat. "The Savage Luna," Darius repeated, and this time he didn't even try to hide his grin. "People are talking about the way you handled Rydan. They’re saying you didn't just kill him, you ended a whole era with total brutality. They saw the way you stood between two Alphas and told them both to back off. They think you're a force of nature, Lyra."

She turned gracefully, her fur rippling like silk, and led the way into the building. “Vireya,” Xareth said coldly, “get me the Heartstone.” A hush fell over the clearing. Gasps echoed from the bear and the other animals, who had been going about their lives just moments before. Conversations stopped, wings stilled, even the trees seemed to recoil. “What?” the white bear said, voice trembling. “That’s impossible." I didn’t want to, but it didn’t matter. At his command, my body betrayed me. My wolf surged forward. I watched through her eyes, powerless, as she lunged at the bear.

Theo pleaded helplessly. Chase and the others were completely stunned that this bear-like savage was actually from the Heavenly Emerald Solace Sect. The people behind him definitely looked the part though. The men and women wore barely anything, acted all flirty, and had their faces painted with makeup. That was classic Heavenly Emerald Solace Sect style. How the hell did this brute end up running with them? What really blew Chase's mind was the guy's strength. The sword energy he had just unleashed packed Thunder and Space of the Path intent, making it lightning-fast and devastatingly powerful.

I bellowed on another warrior to carry him to the General Clinic. I clocked my eyes on the three Barbaric Rogues in the Hall and rushed to the first on my right. He was creating gashes on one of the guards who was trying to shield himself for his dear life. I got to the Rogue, sank my claws through him from behind, and clenched my finger on his spiky spinal cord. Do y’all remember this move? Let’s call it the Bear move.

The blind master happily met his ardent new disciples with a Buddhist greeting: a kata gassho (single open palm) in front of his chest and a slight bow. “Very well,” Koumori-shishou said. “Sasha, we need to get to that section of the beach fast. Can I rely on you?” “I thought you’d never ask, shishou!” Sasha made the hand seal of Rin the Diamond Thunderbolt to summon the Umikumajutsu (Sea Bear) so the Great White Bear would lend him its boundless strength and swimming prowess. But Koumori-shishou interrupted him with a gentle ah ah ah.

He grabbed the minion with a single, fluid motion and hurled him down to the first floor, The guy landed with a thunderous crash that echoed up the stairwell. Bear scooped me up from the floor. He said, "C..ome on," as he carried me away from the danger. His eyes caught my attention as he carried me through the dimly lit corridors. Usually brown, they seemed to flicker to an eerie shade of green in the shadowy light. I noticed his tattoo as my head rolled away from his face. The Bear's eyes tattooed on his arm were a vivid green, mirroring what I'd thought I'd just seen. The oddity made me question if my mind was playing tricks on me from the fall or something.

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

“Give me a lift.” Varga and Tom immediately extended both hands forward as they faced each other. Arth unsheathed his blade, his eyes locked on the bear attacking his two defenders. He bent his knees, then rushed towards Varga and Tom. First, he took a step on their knees, then up to their arms and hands like stairs. He jumped from their hands, who had given him momentum, and on-air, he lunged towards the bear, creating a spinning slash that slit the bear’s throat.