Disclamer: I DON'T OWN BEYBLADE (sadly)
'You said you were going to come back for me bu….'
' Shh…. Don't worry, I'll free you soon. Then we will be together'
'but the others they say…'
'Screw what the others say. It will all be irrelevant soon.'
'Did you hear that?'
'No.'
'Someone's coming. Quick you have to go.'
The door opened and revealed a small thin man with soft brown hair. His face was creased with age but not one line interfered with his kindly glow.
'Tala, you have a visitor. It's Bryan you remember Bryan don't you? He's your ex-team mate.'
The red head slowly nodded his head in recognition but never once took his piercing blue eyes off the door behind the man.
'Tala…. Are you feeling alright? Would you like some pills? Would that make you feel better?'
Tala knew the man ment well but couldn't help feel annoyed.
Seven months I've been here for. Seven lousy months and all they've done is jam pills down my throat.
'No thank you Dr.Avario. No more pills.'
'Well if you're sure. Now come this way and we'll go see Bryan.'
And with that, both men left the small, yet perfectly furnished room and headed towards the light of the hall.
First chappie of first story please review cause I'm desperate for tips on how to improve my writing. I know its short but I'm a lazy sod so give me a break. Next chappie will be longer. I promise.