This story is just something I wanted to try out. It may not be good but I just wanted to write it because I am stuck on my other story. This story has my OCs and is an AU.

Summary:Amalgams are humans born with animal DNA. They are being hunted down by creatures called Shades. On the brink of extinction, eight girls are set on a quest to defeat the blood-thirsty Shades and restore their world. This won't be easy, especially since they are labeled the freaks of the city, snobby girls are out to get them, and that Amalgams are considered a myth in the human world...Oh, and let's not forget the boys.

Disclaimer: I do not own Metal Fight Beyblade but I do own my OCs and this plot. I also do not own the picture.

This story is rated T for some violence and swearing.

"Charity, get the girls!" a thirty year old African man shouted at his wife. Sweat was pouring down on their cocoa colored skin and their eyes were wide in terror. "Where are the others?"

Charity sniffled. She was urging eight girls into a white vortex. "Kiros, they…the Shades…"

Kiros' eyes filled with tears. "No…"

"Mom," one of the eight girls muttered. Her metallic silver eyes and matching short hair matched the full moon that was barely visible from behind the thick trees. "What is going on?"

She received no answer from her mother. A raspy voice filled the air at that moment, speaking as if he was half asleep, "Where oh where could you be? Come out, come out. I want to play."

The remaining seven girls hugged each other, whimpering, as the silver haired one shivered. She stood in front of them as if she wanted to protect them. Her irises became small and her pupils resembled that of a lioness. White lion ears appeared on her head and a white lion tail popped out from her behind. Her nails grew into small claws.

"Mom, Dad," she whispered and her lion ears twitched.

"Come out, come out," the raspy voice sang. "I want to play with you. I want my cute, little baby toys."

"Does he mean us?" the lioness girl asked.

"What does he want with us?" said the girl who looked like a twin of the first except her hair was purple-pink and her eyes were blue-grey.

"Leanna, Zakia, hush," Kiros whispered.

The raspy voice just continued to sing. It sounded like it was coming closer.

"Leanna," Charity whispered as she made eye contact with the first girl. "I don't have a lot of time to explain. Right now, your father and I will send you girls to one of our other homes. I want you to take care of them. Promise me that, okay? Take care of your younger sisters and make sure nothing bad happens to them."

"You don't have to tell me," her daughter answered with a weak smile. "What are you going to do?"

"You are mature enough to know what we will do."

"I may act older than I really am but I am still seven years old. It doesn't hurt to try to pretend to not know."

Charity just caressed her cheek. "Take these."

She handed her eight boxes, each made of different colored velvet. There was silver, gold, red-orange, lightning yellow, dark grey, purple, sky blue, and blue-green. "These will open once you and the girls reach the…other home," Charity informed. Her voice was shaky.

Leanna went teary eyed. She looked at her sisters who were huddled together with their eyes shut tight and their bodies trembling. "Mom, Dad, don't tell me…you can't..."

A twig snapped. Kiros tensed. His pupils turned into slits and his canine teeth became longer like a snake's fangs.

"Go," Charity said quickly as dove wings grew out of her back. She gave a quick kiss on the head to each child.

"Mom...Dad..." Leanna whispered as she looked her parents. "Please, be careful..."

Leanna grabbed her sister's arm and gently pushed them into the portal. After they were all in, Leanna took one last look at her parents and jumped in.

The white vortex soon disappeared from the clearing. Just in time too.

A humanoid figure stepped out from the trees and into the clearing. His vapor body, yet solid, was an evil looking black and dark purple. It then began to take in other colors until he looked like an actual human man in his late thirties. He looked like part of a motorcycle gang with his leather jacket, dark green tank top, ripped jeans, and black boots. His black hair was in a buzz cut and his red eyes were voids of blood lust and wild excitement.

"Don't tell me," he said with a wicked grin. "You sent them away?"

"You will never find them!" Kiros shouted then asked, "Why do you Shades want them?"

"Those girls are special, that is all," the Shade said as he took out a bloody knife and licked the blood off with his long, black tongue. Kiros and Charity gasped. The Shade smirked. "You can tell…this blood is from your friends. They should have been smart. They aren't strong enough to fight the entire army of Shades. Now tell me where they are or you'll share the same fate."

Charity raised her hand and a white staff topped with a winged heart appeared in her hand. Kiros waved his semi-fist hand and a double-edged sword flashed into his hand.

"Then so be it," said the Shade. He licked his lips as if he was about to eat a meal in a five-star restaurant. "More hybrid blood for me."

He raised his hand and a black pearl floated above it. The couple gasped but held their ground. "Good night."

The black pearl exploded. The only sound in the dead night was the Shade's maniacal laugh and the tortured screams of the couple.

And that soon faded into silence.

And that's the prologue. I hope it was good or at least decent. See ya!