Hey all readers. I think it's obvious that the names of the Bladebreakers in this story are not mine. However, Sam Coredori and her bitbeast Drazema. Along with the team the Carnivora Catz and their bitbeasts are all mine so please don't take them without my position. Thanks bb4564
Chapter 1: An unusual phone call!
Samantha Coredori lay on her back, her head resting against the soft pillows covering the head of her bed. Her crystal blue eyes stared at the light violet ceiling as she tried to quiet her anxiety. In actual fact her walls were white but the darkness of her room gave them a purple tinge. Her delicate fingers ran along the gold chain that sat around her neck, before resting on the small heart-shaped locket in the centre. Taking her eyes off the ceiling, she swung her slender legs over the edge of her bed and sat up. Resting her bare feet on the soft cream coloured carpet she surveyed her room.
The walls were decorated with hundreds of posters displaying various beyblading champions and their bitbeasts. At the end of her bed was a wooden bookshelf, crammed full of books and magazines on beyblading given to her by her loving Grandfather. Her desk was covered with beyblading information sheets, c.d's, books and a thousand other bits and pieces. The window directly opposite her bed had its violet curtains firmly closed. Sighing inwardly, Sam stood up and walked over to the window. Opening the curtains, her room was instantly flooded with warmth and light. Sam felt a sudden shiver run down her spine from the warmth. Opening the window, a cool breeze blew through the room, playing with her long black hair that ended a few inches past her shoulder blades. Sam lent her upper body out the window, allowing her weight to rest against the sill.
Looking out from her second story room, she took in the view surrounding her home in Hong Kong. Her home was simple but stylish. Her house was made from fine timber painted a light cream. It had a veranda surrounding the upper level of the front of the house, leaving the bottom level in shadow. The garden was a variety of lush colours, ranging from greens to reds, depending on the flowers and plants. In the center of the garden was a white, marble fountain, shaped as the dragon bitbeast, dragoon, which sprayed water from the mouth instead of fire. The water then landed in the large marble dish below. Weaving through the garden and around the fountain was a smooth, pebble path. Near the end of the garden was a large oak tree, which she used to climb as a child. A few meters past that, was her favourite childhood play area. A small, wooden dish, used for beyblading. Sam smiled at the memories the house had.
Leaning back inside, she made her way back over to her bed and sat down. Looking at her clock, she realised that it was only seven o'clock and she let out a groan. Seven o'clock on a Friday and she was already bored out of her mind. With an even louder groan she fell back against the pillows and focused her eyes again at her ceiling.
Right above her head was her two most cherished posters of all. One was of a beyblade final in Hawaii, three years ago, where her old team the, the Carnivora Catz, had been the champions. The poster was of her team mates and her holding up their beyblades as they posed for the photograph. Sam's eyes scanned the faces that stared back at her.
Kneeling in the front were Bretz, Rayley and Adonia – with their bitbeasts: Asyema, Latema and Nazema. Standing behind them was Garnet, Jazon –the leader of the pack- and herself – with their bitbeasts: Rubema, Crazema and Drazema. Sam's gaze held for a brief moment on Jazon before she quickly looked away. Her eyes drifted over to her other poster.
It was of another team, the Bladebreakers they were called, at a championship in Italy, where they had been the winners. She scanned the people, seeing if she could remember their names and bitbeasts.
Sitting in the front row were three boys. A nave haired boy who she was sure was called Tyson, then a brunette - Kenny, and finally a blonde – Max. Held in front of them were their bitbeasts and in front of Kenny was a laptop (why, Sam couldn't understand). The boy called Tyson was also trying to hide a bag of lollies behind his back - unsuccessfully. Lifting her gaze, she looked at the two faces of those kneeling behind. Behind Max was a black haired boy with a bandana wrapped around his head displaying the ying-yang symbol.
She tried to recall his name…'Ray-I think.' and beside him was a dark blue haired boy. She was sure his name was Kai and that he was the leader of the Bladebreakers. Held high above their heads were their bitbeasts. Sam's eyes went back to Kai. He looked completely serious, not even smiling into the camera. For some reason Sam had a feeling she had met him before. Sam looked away and over the rest of the posters. She couldn't believe she was being placed into an all-boys team. "It's better then no team," she chided herself. She looked over at her old team.
She closed her eyes as she remembered how she had left her team. They were always telling her she wasn't good enough, and then when she lost a battle at their last finals, costing them the prize they had been furious. But Sam had to admit that she didn't even try to win. She was annoyed at her team and even angrier at Jazon. She wanted them to lose and deliberately lost the battle. After that she left the team.
Sam's eyes snapped open as she counted off how long it had been since the championship. Exactly 1 year, 3 months and 2 days. That was a long time to be away from her team, even longer to be away from her friends. Well ex-friends actually. Except for one girl: Garnet. She and Garnet were like sisters. They had been close from the minute Sam had joined the team and was the only person that didn't pick on Sam. In fact, Garnet was the only person that had stopped Sam from leaving the team many times before. But Sam had had enough and finally left. Leaving Garnet behind, the only painful thing about it.
She had turned seventeen two months ago and was missing beyblading with a team terribly. Sitting up she went over to her desk and shuffled through the mess on the top. Finding this year's calendar, she sat cross-legged on the floor and flipped through it slowly. "It's Friday April 4th today...April… May… June!" She read out the names as the months flicked by slowly until she found the one she was looking for. A red circle had been drawn around the 25th with the words 'GERMAN CHAMPIONSHIPS'printed in large block letters. Sam's anticipation grew as she read these words. Her new team, the Bladebreakers, had been invited to compete in the next Beynamite championships being held in Germany and she couldn't wait. Not only would she finally be able to meet her new team, but she'd also be competing against some of the world's champion beybladers too. Mr. Dickenson, an old friend of the family, had called her last month to tell her the good news and she had been training hard ever since, growing more anxious as the days went by.
Getting to her feet, she replaced the calendar and went over to her dressers. Carefully searching through her millions of clothes, she finally pulled out a pair of three-quarter black pants. Shuffling through her clothes again she picked out a red, Chinese-style dress that came to her mid-thigh, with slits on both sides and gold flowers on the bottom left and top right corners. Stripping off her light violet, cotton pyjamas, she quickly slipped into the pants and dress. Going back over to her desk she sat down an opened the top drawer. Pulling out a hairbrush she ran it through her dark hair until it was as soft and shiny as silk. Then grabbing a hair tie she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail that sat just behind her ears. Looking herself over in the mirror, she quickly tied a red ribbon around her hair and smiled. She was now dressed for training.
Opening the top drawer, she reached into the back and closed her fists around a circular object. Taking it out, she opened her hand and revealed a small black and silver beyblade. The blade contained her bitbeast Drazema. Her bitbeast looked exactly like a panther. With an entire black body except for two paws (one at the front, one at the back), her ear tips and also her tail, which were all silver in colour. Her eyes were a bright dark blue like sapphires and her claws and teeth were pure white and extremely sharp. Put the most unusual thing, were two silver eagles wings that protruded from each shoulder. Sam smiled, as she turned her blade over in her hands. Reaching back into her drawer she pulled out her training gear. A black leather belt, which held her launcher and a clip for her beyblade and two black gloves that ended just an inch past her knuckles and came up to just past her elbows. As she finished putting them on, there was a knock at the door. "Sam?" and old voice called through the door. "Come in Grandpa," Sam replied.
The door creaked open and an elderly man entered the room. He appeared to be quite old, in the sixties perhaps, although he stood quite tall and erect. His hair was the deepest colour of grey, which matched his small moustache perfectly. He looked rather fragile with age, but his kind smile and lively pale blue eyes made him appear young. "Oh good you're up," he said in a soft, gentle voice, noticing Sam already dressed. Sam swung her legs over and stood up. "Did you want something Grandpa?" she asked, walking over to him and kissing his wrinkled cheek.
"Hmmm…?" he replied, as though trying to remember why he'd come. "Oh yes there's a phone call for you." Sam's eyes widened with interest as she said a silent thanks to whoever had saved her from boredom. She looked at her grandfather expectantly as she waited to see whom it was. "Who is it?" she asked, unable to wait.
"I don't know, but he sounded…" before he could say another word Sam was out the door and heading for the stairs.
Sliding down the railing she landed on her feet and headed for the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, she walked up to the counter and picked up the phone that was resting on top. "Hello?" she said into the phone. She waited for a few seconds but there was no reply. All she could hear was steady breathing on the other end. "Hello?" Sam asked again, clipping the beyblade onto her belt.
"Samantha Coredori?" a deep, raspy voice asked suddenly.
"Yes," Sam replied slowly. She waited but the caller made no reply. "Who is this?" Sam demanded. With a 'click' the line went dead, leaving Sam staring at the phone.
Ohhhhh...creepy cliff hanger. Will write more soon. Don't forget to review!