Beyblade: The Darkness Within

First story so hope for the best! This is a prologue thing before I actually start writing the proper chapters. Please review and tell me what you think afterwards. Hope you enjoy!

I do not own MFB!

Takes place two months after metal fury.

Gingka layed nearly lifeless on the forest floor. His nose was bleeding furiously and his hair all messed up. The red head was lying against a trunk of a tree, his pale skin covered in scratches and a small amount of blood. His pegasus bandana was ripped in half and was clutched in Gingka's hand. His hand gripped the bandana tighter. Why did this have to happen to him. Why not anyone else.

"I won't forgive them, ever. " he whispered quietly to himself.

Gingka had no breath to speak. Tears were falling very slowly from his eyes. His fiery spirit had burned out. After all a fire that strong can't go on forever.

Gingka's eyes turned from golden brown to a light blue and back. There was a mix of feelings he was experiencing at that moment. Hate, Fear, Anger...Revenge

He was severely injured, his clothes covered in blood stains. He couldn't move a muscle, every bone in his body was hurting. He had no hope he would get past this situation. Gingka Hagane who defeated Ryuga, crushed Spiral Core, became a legend by overcoming the biggest threat to the world, Nemesis, had given up. Just like that he had become nothing.

'Nothing'

Gingka looked around the forest, his eyes were filled with fear and sorrow. He was alone.

'Alone'

He tried to move his shoulders to sit up right, but resulting in a yelp of pain. His body buir

He couldn't go on anymore. Everyone had abandoned him, his fans, his friends, his father.

Gingka saw a figure coming towards him, he advanced quickly. Gingka couldn't see his face, his eyesight was blurred. He narrowed his eyes.

"It's time for you to come with me," the man grinned evilly, he had a catch in his voice.

The man gave him his hand to help him stand on his feet. Gingka reached for it but then he saw his face. Gingka teared his hand away from him.

"Get back, go away!" Gingka screamed but it came out as a whisper. The struggle to get back, resulted in another yelp of pain. Gingka's face was pointed towards the ground. Doji couldn't see his face.

"Oh Gingka," he said pretending to be sympathetic as he straightened his back, "I've already ruined your life, so come with me quietly and accept your dark power, I promise you won't regret it. If you come back with me I will tell you how to tame that new power of yours and control it. Everyone's already abandoned you because of it."

Gingka face was in the state of anger and confusion. Should he go with Doji or stay where he was and most likely die a painful death.

"Go with Doji," a voice in Gingka's head whispered, "You'll increase the power you already have and will be given time to heal those scars they had left on you."

Gingka thought about his friends, they didn't mean anything anymore.

"Okay Doji..."

Gingka gave his hand to him...

Thank you for reading, I guess and stay tuned for more of the story!:)