DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. THIS IS JUST A FAN-MADE STORY!
Kendra never thought that somewhere, in this strange world characterised by so much hatred, madness, jealousy and greed, was a gem awaiting her. Having been through so much sadness and hardships in her nasty life, she had never even spared a thought for the matter. But strangely enough, this ruby red gem called love was not far, and it was already summoning her to it. But her heart was far too cold and dark for such light to penetrate as yet.
She had always been such a kind person, yet strange in every way. Eccentric in personality and astray from the norm. She had always treasured her friends, always took pleasure in providing them with small gifts to show them just how much they meant to her...
If only she had meant as much to them.
One by one, they all left her, and finding herself in sudden isolation, she identified another side of the world she lived in: despair. Despair led her to a prison called loneliness from which she could never seem to escape. Despair led her to lose all sense of trust or faith in others, and soon she began to succumb to her lonely fate. Her mind soon began to tire of the horrid emptiness and found its own means of thought. Soon, she found herself plagued by sudden endless streams of worrisome thoughts, most (if not all) of which were never even valid. Nobody was ever there to fill her heart with joy or light as she had once done to others. Everyone pushed her away, ignored her, and soon they all forgot that a girl named Kendra even existed.
So how can she, in such a state of darkness, hope to spot the tiny light that danced before her?
This girl happened to be a blader. She loved the sport of beyblading more than anyone could ever imagine. But even that could no longer enlighten her, because she always lost. No matter who her opponent was, she rarely ever seemed to win, and this continued to drag her down into the ugly depths of despair. She wasn't even good at her favourite game, how on earth was she to find happiness ever again?
At the moment, she was sitting against a large fir tree in a central park in the town where she lived, seeking comfort beneath its cool shade. Occasionally, a crisp leaf would disconnect itself from the twisted branches and float timidly to the ground. A slight breeze played with her black locks, tossing them around her heart-shaped face, which was currently devoid of any emotion.
She was staring melancholically at the round beyblade in her palms, the previous losses still fresh in her clouded mind. Thermal Hydra was a beautiful bey. It's plastic ring was carefully shaped into a rich black circle, within which were carved the heads of Hydra, their intricate features glistening in the red light of the setting sun.
Suddenly, a solitary tear carved its way down her cheek, dripping silently onto her white parka. More soon followed, and after a few seconds she was already crying soundlessly. She just couldn't bring herself to understand why she was so lonely, so unwanted, so unloved...
...Until she saw it soaring across the orange skies.
Snapping her head up, she found herself gazing at a chocolate brown eagle flying gracefully into the horizon. The creature soon disappeared, leaving her wondering whether she had only imagined it. Yet some strange and new feeling was telling her that this was no ordinary sighting. But what did it mean, and what good would it do her?
I guess, I might never know, She thought to herself, running her thumb over the carvings of her bey. So far, she had always tried searching for some sort of answer, but had always ended up in a dead-end.
Why should this be different?
Little did she know that the sun she sought was closer than she knew.