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Lyncoln was Making his way out when a Familiar Voice stopped him dead in his Tracks. ''Lyncoln!'' Says Madoka. ''Madoka, It's been a while. Goodbye.'' Says Lyncoln as he Continues to Walk away. ''Why did you Come Back? You Swore you never would!'' Says Madoka. ''Look, I don't really have time for this, I'm due to meet Sophie in China Tomorrow Afternoon, and My Jet won't be around for ever, if you want to talk to me, Call this Number and make an Appointment.'' Says Lyncoln as he Leaves after tossing a Business Card. ''See you guys in Europe.'' Says Lyncoln as he Turns the next corner.

(Private Flight 114212175)

Lyncoln was Carefully cleaning his Beys Parts, making Certain that they were all in Pristine Battling Condition. The Meeting with Madoka had left him slightly Rattled, but thoose feelings faded away when he looked at the Photo of Him and Sophie next to his Beys. They'd Meet Years Ago, in a Tournament in France, He was new and she Showed him around before they Had a Bey Battle. He Loved her, and she him. They were more or less engaged, although he was concerned any Love for Him would be Outweighed by her Loyalty to that Italian Prick Konzern.

But he was now within sight of China as he looked out the Jet's Window to see the Great Wall of China looming down below. He could See Sophie down There and decided to go and Greet her after his Visit to the Temple. He wanted to see how Much Dashan had improved since their Last Meeting, Lyncoln was Pretty certain that Dashan would be the Chinese Team Captain, he was one of Lyncoln's Oldest Friends, and Strongest Rivals. He and Dashan had Forged a Powerful Bond together, it was Dashan who Made him a Member of the Beylin Temple, and The person who had Helped reach the Pinnacle of the Temple's Members. Lyncoln was Dashan's Equal, they were the Only Bladers in the Temple's Four Thousand Year Old History to Always have their Battles end in a Draw, hence why they had shared leadership of the Temple. But Lyncoln had Relinquished His Role to Chi-Yun, because he wanted to Return to Japan and See what the Tournament's Participants could offer his Students, but now his Goal was Clear: Scour the Tournament's Participants for Recruits and Make the Final Decision after Team Japan Wins against every one of their Opponents, but also Keep on eye on the Starbreaker Team, they were far more Troublesome than he had Believed, and following his Infiltration, it was proved three times as bad as he had previously Believed, and his Own Arrangements had proved Enlightening, although Stealing the Sytsem probably wasn't a Good idea, But he Needed the Intel and the System for future Improvements.

The Arrangements were Extremely Dangerous, but they provided a Serious Boost in Power, but Lyncoln had managed to Siphon off a Portion of the Gained Power through Harsh and Brutal Training, which Lessened the Dangerousness of going through the Arraignment Process, because if he Subjected himself to Such Harsh Training before using the Arrangement System's Abilities then the Harm that Could be Caused would instead Counteract the Damage already Present, but only if he Did the Same Harsh and Brutal Training immeadiately After.

Lyncoln was now walking up the One Thousand Steps of the Temple, or rather he was Running up with no tiredness or exhaustion. He'd done this Many Times Over, each time with Three Times as More Effort as the Last One. Within Ten Minutes he was At the Temple, many of the Students were suprised he was back, and there was at least a Good Three Dozen New Recruits who had no idea who he was, and when the Old Guard told them, the Look on their Faces was Pure Gold. He Made his Way Over to the New Recuits and Inspected them carefully and Chi-Yun promptly Gave the order. ''Present your Beys for Closer Inspection!'' Says the Small Man. ''Let's See An Earth Herculeo, with a 90' Inch Spin Track, but a Wide Defense Performance Tip? Bad Idea unless you Know what your doing. Chi-Yun? Do we still have any of those Wing Rippers in Storage?'' Asks Lyncoln. ''As far as I Know we do, but why do you---Ah I see, you wish to Give him a way to Learn how to Cope with the Added Length, thereby improving overall Performance when he goes back to the original.'' Says Chi-Yun as he nods to Mei-Mei who promptly leaves and returns with a Case of Parts, opens it, and Presents Lyncoln with a Bey Wrench and That Which he Calls Wing Rippers.

''What in the Hell is this? This Fusion Wheel Is in a Sorry State, If I see it like this again or anything similar You can expect to leave Beylin Temple until you can take care of Your Bey!'' Says Lyncoln as he Tosses the Earth Wheel Aginst he Wheel and it breaks. ''Let that be a Lesson for those who Focus too much on training themselves in the Temple's Traditions and Neglect the Necessary Care of Maintaining their Beys, this ought to Do.'' Says Lyncoln as he Holds up an Adequately Maintained Divine Fusion Wheel.

(Time-Skip: One Hour Later)

Lyncoln Sat in a Cafe sipping on his Steaming Hot White and Red Tea, where he was waiting for his Contact. Over the Past Few Years Lyncoln had been Putting Lyncoln had been Putting Together a Team of Strong Bladers, he'd Scoured the Entire World, and the Beyblade World Tournament offered a Great Opportunity to Scout some Real Talent, the Problem was that The Team currently consisted of at least Ten Members Counting Lyncoln himself Worldwide, which meant they couldn't Cover The Whole Tournament without Some Help. His Contact was supposed to Be online at any moment.

At this point he had Reached Half a Cup of Tea, that was when his Device beeped and turning on his Specs found that his Contact had indeed coom through for him as promised, he had the Preliminary Data of all The Teams in the World Championships presently, and Any Additional Data gathered Prior, along with the Runners up who were unable to Join their Nations Team due to their Ranking. That was when he recieved a Call from Sophie.

She had had to leave China Earlier than Anticipated due to a half Dozen Matches being Rescheduled, hers amongst them. But she Asked him to Join her at the Festival of Warriors in Europe in the Future.