PEOPLE I'M BACK AT THE FANDOM! *Glomps every reader that reads this* It's been way too long since I write the last exciting story for me and y'all. And so for my return after doing lots of things like watching and reading some stuff, I have decided to make a new story. I'm so so so sorry for destroying some of the old stories that I've made before because it just holds a lot of memories and it hurts :'(. I really miss being in the Beyblade fandom. This will require OCs of course because what's a story without readers' participation? So grab some popcorns as I bring you the backstory of this story
Shall we get to it? Hold my pinky ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing
"And last but not least," A mysterious teen looking figure dropped a handful of green dust into the huge pot of the magical potion, "The Amnesia Dust. Just enough to make them forget about who they are"
"Are you done my sweet?" A man came into the room with two glasses of silver liquids
"Yes Father. Just need the incantation to this" The teen smirked as the man gave her one of the glass
"But let's have a drink before we go on with our work" The two raised their small glass and muttered, 'To the new world' The two drank up every drop of the liquid before setting it down to the nearby table. "Now let's begin the show, dearie"
She nodded and raised her hands, "I NOMMUS EHT TNEICNA STIRIPS FO SSENKRAD, GNIRB SU LLA OT EHT WEN DNAL, DNA YORTSED LLA SEIROMEM!"
Soon the green liquid began to form a cyclone and the cyclone became clouds of misty green. It swallowed the teenager and the man and went out the window to search for more chosen victims
"Ginga?"
"Hm?" The fifteen year old peeked one of his eyes open to see a familiar green haired boy standing in front of him, looking like he was freaking out, "What is it Kenta?"
"W-What is that?" The young boy asked nervously as thunderous misty green clouds started to approach Metal Bey City
"Run!" The two of them tried to escape as fast as they could but the clouds were too fast for the young bladers and soon they hit the concrete streets and passed out
OC Submission sheets is at my profile. 1 AUTHOR 1 OC Rule us applied. Make sure you write your OCs at PM or if you can't, review. I can't accept guest reviews I'm afraid. Sorry. Well hope this opening is interesting enough, I need to sharpen my writing skills a little. It's been a while since I last wrote an MFB story. Well see you on the next chapter
~Swift out