A/N: Hmm, well I was really put off with weather I should upload this story or not. But as you can see I decided too in the end-firstly I'm unhappy with the lack or reviews-I don't like to bitch! But the lack of reviews really, really puts me off my writing hence why most of my ficcy's are half done. So I would really appreciate it if you would either leave a little review or send me an e-mail.
Okay I feel much better now I have that off my chest
Notice! For the first part of this story it will mostly be centred around a OC and the Demolition boys-if you don't like OC's then I suggest you don't read.
Oh, and a really big thanks to Freezewind for her support, withour her this story would never have been uploaded! she has been a real friend and she desrves a big hug! thanks
Disclaimer: i don't own Beyblade nor any characters, save for Raisa, Derrick and Victor! they belong to me and are not to be used wothout my permission.
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Boris tapped his chin thoughtfully staring absently over his desk. His first plans had been foiled by those BBA fools, but not this time-no his new plan was full proof and no one new of it's existence save a selected few and his new business partner. They had both spent precious time planning the whole process carefully so as to make no mistakes during the final experiment. He had kept the boys as far away from the labs the past year, but their skills were improving far more than he had ever expected-soon they would be ready to take part in the next tournament.
A knock sounded on his office door, he absently mentioned for whomever it was to enter. He smirked as the sight of his partner in crime, so to speak. Entered the room followed by a young girl-ah, yes his daughter Raisa. She was very pretty with her jaw length black hair-with three purple streaks at the front and her bright emerald green eyes. It was the third time Boris had had the pleasure of meeting his partner's pretty daughter and every time she always wore a very trendy Russian styled hat upon her head.
" It's very nice to meet you again Raisa, I trust your father told you -that you will both be living here until our work is complete." Boris mentioned smirking at her nervous glance.
" Yes sir, he did." she muttered averting her gaze towards the small window.
Boris' smirk widened visibly, he could see the small amount of fear in her jade eyes.
" I must tell you to be cautious here, the boys are not used to having female company around the Abbey." the director said absently watching the young girl.
" Right well, why don't we have someone show my daughter to her room." Igor said smiling strangely.
Boris nodded and pressed a button on the intercom. " Spencer please report to my office, I have a small task for you" he commanded watching the tall blond look up at the camera.
Raisa gave a nervous smile " do you have camera's all over the abbey sir?"
" Indeed I do, you see with such a big abbey I need to know what's going on and where, so there is no trouble or problems." Raisa nodded her understanding and jumped slightly as the door creaked open.
Spencer stood tall before the desk. " You wanted to see me sir?" he said his gaze landing on Raisa.
A chuckled escaped the director's lips and her nodded. " Yes, you are to show our guest-Raisa to her room and help her become acquainted with the abbey…do not under any circumstances leave her alone-do you understand?" their was a very dangerous warning tone in the mans voice, one which Spencer dare not argue with.
A short nod came from Spencer. " Of course sir, I'll do everything I can to make her feel comfortable." Boris gave a satisfied nod and waved Raisa over.
" Now Raisa, this is Spencer he will be with you if you need him, you can take this to keep in touch with him, should you ever be separated. Your room is across from Spencer- go to Spencer should you need anything." with that said he gave the teens a lazy gesture for them to leave.
" Now I'll see you a little later Raya." Igor said giving his only daughter a pat on the back, before ushering her from the room-a strange gleam entering his eyes one Spencer didn't miss. He narrowed his eyes slightly but gave both men a polite nod and followed the green-eyed girl.
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The girl seemed nervous Spencer noted watching her eyes dart around the corridor, with each step they moved closer into the depth of the abbey-Raisa seemed to move closer to Spencer, she was practically holding his hand. Spencer wondered why Boris would bring a girl here; in all his year of being in the abbey Spencer had recalled Boris' dislike for having woman enter the abbey. What was Boris up to that they didn't know about? Well whatever it was Spencer knew Tala would find out once Spencer told him about this morning's event.
"Uh, it's Spencer right?" Raisa asked, turning her eyes up to the tall by towering over her small frame.
" That's right, how are you feeling?" he asked noting she was a little pale in the face.
She grinned waving a hand. " Nah, I'm okay really. It's just that man Boris-well he really freaks me out, but my father made me come here." she smiled at him and hooked her arm with his, almost as if they'd been friends for awhile.
" I heard this place is for training Bladers and stuff, how long have you been here?"
Spencer shook his head and gave a little laugh. " A long time, too long in my opinion. You get used to the dark hallways and camera's everywhere."
" That's one thing I'll never get used to, being watched wherever I go. It's going to be hard living here without my friends or going to school-not that I like school, but it'll be different staying here." she said looking a little uncomfortable as a group of young boys walked past eyeing her strangely.
Spencer chuckled at her and tilted his head to the side. " Well shall we start the tour?"
" Whatever works for you." she shrugged laughing.
" Right well, this part of the abbey is what we called sector A followed by B, C and D, these sectors are mostly the living quarters of each groups of trainees, newcomers will be sent to Sector A and work their way from there to Sector E the top Sector for the best Bladers, the bottom levels of the abbey are used for special training rooms and tech labs-they are forbidden unless you have permission to go there. There are training rooms in each sector so you can go there to train. Each Sector also has their own kitchen, bathrooms and a comfy room-were you can go and relax. Any questions?" Spencer asked taking a deep breath.
Raisa giggled nodding her head. " Just one, how come I've been put in your sector and not in Sector A?" Spencer looked thoughtful for a moment then he shook head a blank look coming over his face.
" Another thing I find strange, your right by all rights you should be in Sector A-not E. but Boris works in many strange ways-it's best not to ask questions. Trust me on that." he said seriously giving her a sharp look.
She saluted grinning " understood, Spencer Sir!" Spencer cracked a smile and shook his head. The girl was defiantly amusing and he enjoyed her company, he wondered how Tala and Ian would react to her presence-Bryan most likely wouldn't care.
Both walked to Sector E in silence enjoying each others company, but having nothing more to say-Raisa was feeling a little tired she thought it must be a side effect to her medication given to her by her father. He told her it was vitamins for her, but she wasn't so sure-she was supposed to take three everyday but instead she tended to take one a day. She was currently running a check on the tablets to make sure they were for what her father said they were for. She loved her father but he'd been acting a little strange since his new partnership deal.
Raisa jumped as a man clad in a white lab jacket rushed up to them, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. " Spencer report to your training room, Boris' orders and you are to take the girl with you," he said giving her a pointed glance before walking off down the hall.
Raisa pulled a face watching the man disappear down the darkening hall. " Does that happen often, people jumping out at you?" she asked wrinkling her nose.
Spencer shrugged " sometimes! But you get used to it." he made a turn left and down another dark hall-stopping at a large door with a large letter E on the front. Pushing the door open Spencer entered first, followed by a curious Raisa whom noted there were only around seven rooms in use, each with the occupants name on the door. She read them as she passed and noted her room was across from Spencer's and next to someone called Bryan, then on the other side Ian and Next to Spencer's room was the names Tala and Derrick and another with the name Victor.
" This way, these are our rooms - this is the kitchen and down the hall are the bathrooms…and here's our training room. I'll warn you now-I don't know how the others will take to you being here, so just be careful." he pushed open the door and walked into the dimly lit training room.
Raisa looked around her eyes slightly wide. The room was enormous with five Bladeing bowls scattered around, it wasn't the best looking room on the decoration scale but Raisa liked it. Setting herself down on the long bench, which ran against the back wall, she took out her laptop and watched the group of six boys begin their training session. She intentionally ignored the strange glances she was receiving from the boys and continued filming their training session, for her research.
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Spencer rubbed his brow tiredly standing beside the Bey dish, he didn't miss the looks his friends sent Raisa. Nor the strange curiosity emitting from their glance, after all it wasn't everyday Boris allowed a girl to enter the abbey-let alone live here.
" Hey, Spencer! Who's the chick?" Derrick asked nudging the tall blond playfully.
" Here names Raisa, but I'll explain why she's here later, away from prying eyes" Spencer said casting a quick glance towards the camera located in the corner. No doubt Boris was watching them closely again.
Derrick nodded his brown haired head. "Understood, hey d'you think I stand any chance with her-she's quite the beauty, don't you think eh?" the boy winked, hazel eyes gleaning brightly.
Spencer shook his head smiling, some things never change and Derrick was one person-like Tala, who loved the ladies- Spencer wondered if Derrick followed girls around when Boris let them have the weekends out side the abbey. It wouldn't surprise him much, if that were just what the brown haired boy did.
" I'll go talk with her, and y'know introduce myself." Derrick said brushing his clothes down smoothly.
Spencer glanced at the Russian girl and chuckled turning back to the brown haired Russian. " Looks like someone beat you to it! Seems you've got some competition " the blond commented.
" Huh? What!…oh man" Derrick burst out turning around; he blinked dumbly and burst into uncontrollable laughter at the sight of his supposed competition. " Ian! Oh you're real funny Spence…hilarious indeed, midget boy doesn't stand a chance!" exclaimed the hazel eyed boy grinning.
" I wouldn't say that just yet Derrick, she seems to like him." a new voice commented.
Derrick rolled his eyes waving hand in the air. " Shut up! Vicki, go and play with your toys." Victor chuckled calmly his arms crossed casually across his chest.
Walking past Derrick gracefully, Victor observed the Russian girl silently for a few moments. Before flicking back his shoulder length ivory hair- his silvery/blue eyes smiling softly. " I must admit Derrick, that as much as I despise you-you do have good taste in women. Though it pains me to admit it so" he reached a pale hand up and pushed back a lock of silver hair.
With one last smile Victor walked off towards the Russian girl and Ian. Derrick growled standing beside Spencer with his fists clenched tightly.
" I accept your challenge Vicky…and I'll win her before you even make your move." Derrick hissed quietly, he then turned and stalked back of to the Bey dish ready for his battle with Tala.
Spencer shook his head and sighed, looks like those two are at it again! He thought his lips twitching into an amused smile. Those two would never get along-always competing with each other in something. Sure Spencer thought Raisa was very pretty and a very nice person to be around, But she wasn't really his type of girl.
Spencer glanced around the room one last time before walking over to the Bey dish he was training at, noting his training partner was coolly watching the small group of Raisa, Ian and Victor. He gave a short nod to the tall blond and pulled out his blade.
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" Keep that in mind the next time you launch your blade, it's a simple error to be made-I used to do it all the time. Not putting enough power into my launch, but other than that you're a really skilled Blader!" Raisa said smiling at the short teen.
Ian looked thoughtful for a minute before holding out his hand to the girl. Raisa a little surprised shook the offered hand and grinned, and closed down her computer for the night.
" I'm guessing you're that idiot, Igor's daughter" Ian said sitting down beside the Russian girl.
Raisa glanced at her hands momentarily before sighing softly her green eyes loosing its twinkle. " Yeah I am. So what does he actually do here?" she asked watching the short boy closely.
Ian shrugged quickly casting a look at the camera, which thankfully was turned towards Bryan and Spencer. He turned back to the green-eyed girl and leaned a little closer towards her-not wanting to be heard.
" That's just the thing, we don't know…anything about what Boris or Igor's doing, they say nothing to us-we hardly see them anymore and the labs are completely off limits even to use now. I mean personally I'm thankful I don't need to see Boris' ugly face too much-but Tala's suspicious about what there're planning." Raisa titled her head to the side a confused look crossing her face.
" What I don't understand is, my father could have sent me to stay with my aunt Gwen-but he didn't and I heard Boris prohibits any female presence here! Don't you find that odd?" Raisa asked pushing back her hair.
" Maybe they need you…or something like that, I dunno" he shrugged and once again he found himself watching the tiny grey camera in the corner.
" Hope I'm not intruding on anything" Victor asked taking a seat beside the Russian girl a charming smile on his pale lips.
Ian speared Victor a lazy glance before scanning the room again. " Hey Victor, what's up?" Victor raised an elegant eyebrow at the shorter boys lazy tone.
" Nothing much, I just came to welcome our new friend-who's name I didn't catch," he said turning to the Russian beauty extending a hand.
A blush rising to her cheeks Raisa giggled shaking his hand. " Raisa, my names Raisa" she said averting her gaze to her shoes.
Victors eyes lit up " such a beautiful name, to suit such a beautiful woman as yourself- may I call you Raya? Such a pretty pet name" he asked inching closer to the obviously uncomfortable girl.
" Um…sure my aunt calls me that." Raisa said feeling a little awkward, she shifted in her seat and cast a pleading glance towards Spencer, who had finished his battle with Bryan and was now making his way over.
" Whoa! Watch out!" Victor cried pulling Raisa into him, or more precisely out of the
Line of fire-as Derrick's blade smashed into the wall right behind where Raisa had been sitting, her eyes slightly wide with fear Raisa looked over at Derrick who was scowling and Tala who had a smug expression upon his face.
" You know, I'm feeling pretty tired-Spencer could you tell me which way it is to my room. I err can't remember." she chuckled sheepishly giving the blond a wink.
" Sorry Raisa." Spencer said throwing a look over at Tala. " But Captains orders are for me to battle with him-Bryan's going to his room and that's next to yours. Just tag along with him, I'll see you tomorrow" he said nodding.
Raisa looked over at the burly boy currently glaring at Spencer's retreating form. She figured that was Bryan, smiling weakly at Victor and Ian who both gave her sympathetic looks-she moved towards the burly boy.
She felt herself shrink under his intense gaze and smiled weakly giving a little wave " hi I'm Raisa" he nodded stiffly but said nothing and walked through the door.
" So how long have you been here Bryan?" she asked watching the brooding boy.
She frowned when no answer came. " I guess your not one for talking huh?"
Again no response came from the burly boy, who seemed to take no notice of her presence at all. Completely baffled by his behaviour she chose to stay quiet and simply observe him.
The pale haired boy came to a sudden stop outside the door with his name upon it, he pointed to the next-door and walked into his room shutting the door in Raisa's face.
Feeling a little hurt and confused Raisa open her door and walked in, she was determined to figure out what his problem was-but that could wait until she was well rested. First she needed some sleep.