It was nighttime and the air was slightly cool. The bluenette closed his eyes and breathed in the cool scent of Autumn. He had his hands in his pockets of his long black coat, which was buttoned up to his collar. A soft wind blew, lifting up part of his coat, and the white scarf around his neck. It seemed peaceful, and it seemed to soothe Kai.

Until a rustle in the bushes was heard. Crimson orbs snapped open, and he spun around, glaring at the noise, and who made it. However, when he searched the area, he saw no one. Slate bangs blew in the wind, as he sighed. It was only his imagination.

Or so he thought.

"Well, Kai. It's nice to see you again."

Kai spun sharply this time, the wind now blowing behind him. He came face to face with her.

Blue eyes meeting crimson. Cocoa skin shimmering in streetlights, raven curls catching luminant light, as the wind blew her hair as well. She was about 5"2, slender, yet very well dressed. She wore a gold sun and a gold cross, a pair of stonewashed jeans, and a black puffy jacket. Hoop earrings added to her dramatic Siciliano look, with a pair of black sneakers.

Kai snarled at her. "What do you want, Carmen?"

Carmen looked sly, but she wasn't. her face softened, and she laughed gently. Her laughter ignited a flame inside of Kai. How could some girl who ran the G.O.D. squad at church and always preach of purity catch his heart and mind? Her laughter was innocent, yet motherly… her eyes held the face of God himself. They looked through and mirrored her reflection.

"I was just passing through. I was going to the Beyblade Ministries… did you want to come with me?"

Kai wanted to say yes, but he said simply.

"Well, actually, I need to think about it. How about NO?"

Carmen shook her head. "Okay…"

Kai sighed and began to walk away, when something made him very agitated.

"What about Tyson? Do you want to go with him?"

Kai turned around, a look of hatred in his eyes. Darn, couldn't this girl understand, that he didn't care for church, at all? He had grown up in church at the abbey, where they prayed to the virgin Mary, and were always told to pray to the saints. Yet every Christian he knew there were hypocrites. They always say that once you commit a sin, you'll be damned to hell forever, and there was no treasure in heaven for you. And Boris… he, being a father in the church, would exalt the name of Jesus with his powerful voice, but yet when he was behind the church walls, he was committing murder, incest, pedophilia, and lies. And these weren't the light ones either. Yet in the cathedral, they said he was a true man of God. Huh, yeah right.

'But there's something strange about this girl… she is always forgiving, always hopeful, always happy. If she's ever done something wrong, she'd repent, and whoever did wrong to her, she would forgive… she is a true woman of God- man, what am I saying? She's a church girl! Church girls are bad!'

I guess if you want to say it, Kai snapped back to reality, but in the real point of view, he snapped right out. He bit his bottom lip and sneered at her.

"No, Alisha, I will see you later…" and like Kai is, he walked past her, without another word.

But little did he know, that she had taken a slice of his heart, and put it in the offering plate. (which means that she's getting him interested in the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and not using him!)

Tyson sat in the hotel, waiting for Kai to come back, so that they could practice. Well, he didn't want to practice, but he laid down looking at the ceiling like nothing was going on.

There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" Max cried, as he ran out of the bathroom with a green robe on. He had a towel in his hand, and was rubbing down his hair in a pair of bunny slippers.

Max opened the door, and gave a glad squeal. "Are those for us?"

Everyone hearing this ran to the door. They squealed too.

The man handed Max the package and went away, as Max closed the door.

The Bladebreakers tore at the package, and awed as they read the note and laid hungry eyes on it.

It was a package of bibles, each with their names and anointings on them, tickets to the Let's Get Ready To Rumble!" Conference, Cross Movement and Kirk Franklin c.ds, chocolate crosses and Jonah fish (Swedish fish that taste more like Sourpatch Kids and are different flavors), Noah's Ark Animal Crackers, and a bottle of cranberry juice.

The note read,

Thank you for making it so far

With Christ, you will soar

For the encouraging word that God has said

Partake with us, our daily bread

It was written by the little children in the church. They taught them how to Beyblade, so they got them food. Aww… isn't that sweet?

Tyson smiled.

"We're gonna win it for them, guys! For Calvary's Love, for Christ!"

Well, there's my first chapter. Please read and review.

Also, please let me know about the following ministries you would like to see in this fiction:

MMD MINISTRIES- Modern Day Disciples Ministries. This is rapping and singing.

BC4C- Boot Camp For Christ. This is a real ministry, and I will put this in. This has to do with the army, and how to go to combat.

DAILY BREAD MINISTRIES- You learn to cook… yay!

RNR4C-ROCK AND ROLL 4 CHRIST. Yes, I love rap, but as long as the noise is for Christ, it works for me!

Please tell me… and give me more ideas!