She had never believed in love . She did not believe in " and lived happily ever after " yet . She hated with all romanticism and trivial things .
Rather she preferred to hide behind her cold mask of cynicism . Show cold and bad was the thing she loved most in the world .
She was the bad girl , the one to keep away , that she had chosen the Beyblade rather than life womanish in which women were forced .
She had challenged her grandfather , the village chief , following Ozuma , Jessie and Dunga in Japan .
She wanted to be free , she was a rebel ... was still Mariam .
Yet , despite those years , as always , she woke up in the middle of the night in tears , and then wake up the next morning with a smile .
Those rosy lips were a shame for anyone to look at her . Her emerald eyes were shining in the sun , hiding the world's pearls of water streaming down her skin every night.
All had died in that cruel night , exactly one year before and from that moment everything changed.
For her, there would have been a happy ending .
It was cold , lightning tore the sky , coloring with dark purple tint .
The air , tense and sharp , accompanies the slow, deep a woman's breaths lying unconscious on the bed .
Her mother.
" Mom, please , can do it ." The pleading Mariam's voice was barely perceptible , and yet , through her every move, she could see how much pain were drowning the young .
Alexandra shook hands gently , as if to transmit a bit of her strength .
That same woman she had always been a strong and courageous warrior .
Her skin was ashen , surrounded by a cascade of hair blacks that falled on her suffering face .
"Mom , I'm here ... wake up ," she added again , trying to help in some way . At that time she trembled , shaken by fierce tears , now invincible .
Alexandra felt her hand to shake her , as if that was a tender touch between mother and daughter , both together for the last time .
Mariam flinched , smiling slightly distressed and worried .
" It'll be okay , I promise ," muttered the woman , trying to caress her daughter's face
" Shh , don't talk . Stay energized . "
" Mariam , you ... please, take care of Jessie" she exhaled , giving her a slight smile hopefully.
And so , the last fatal sigh came out from those lips , closing her eyes dying , as her hand slowly fell back on the bed , even among those close to Mariam.
A loud sound filled the room , while pain palpable hovered menacingly , mingling the desperate cry .
Ran away , reaching the secret glade , she collapsed to the ground , while the rain slid down her helpless body .
Mariam laced her fingers through the grass , tearing some tufts , while the earth was sunk under her fingernails.
At that moment she felt overwhelmed by a welter of conflicting emotions .
Rage , anger , grief , regret.
Her mind was crossed by painful memories, now relegated to a simple picture in her mind.
Indelible, indelible.
Pain felt ... empty.
A black hole filled. Mariam stood there motionless for several hours, shouting to the wind, launching its Beyblade into thin air, by scratching the bark of the trees, now in anger.
She saw the smiles accomplices among themselves, their secrets, tears, quarrels. Why them, although very close, too often quarreled, said to her bad words.
All that there would be no state. It was like a fire that left only ashes off.
That same night, Mariam gathered all her belongings, fleeing from the village with her brother.
That place would no longer be her house, it would not be anything.
Yet now, after one year, she was again there, forced to go back, driven by members of her village. The girl had been there less than twenty-four hours and already felt the need arise to escape.
She hated her village .
She hated those damned memories , that had returned stronger and bad . Vivid .
Mariam composed sat on the lawn, while her eyes admired the river flowing placidly , while the wind gently caressed her face , letting her hair danced in the wind , as if nature wanted to give her sweet welcome .
A slight crunch caught her eye , while a voice known to her echoed in the clearing .
Mariam jumped for a short while, jumping to her feet , plunging in cold look at him .
"So it's true. You're back".
Space author.
Hey guys, I'm back whit a new long fic about my favorite pairing but...I think that in this story will be another chatacter and other pairings, and it is dedicate to my friend LoneeWolf =)
I don't own beyblade.
See you soon, love at all.
Lady_Diamond =)