Hi everybody! This is my first fanfic so go easy on me ok.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that appear on Beyblade
Northern Lights
Prologue
The cold winter wind rustled the blue hair of a young teen. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and blue baggy pants. He had on red arm guards with, at a first glance, appeared to be shark fins. A long white scarf was tied around his neck and ran down his back to touch his ankles. Two blue triangular markings were slashed across his cheeks. The teen's roan red eyes gazed down at the object that lay in his muscular hand, his beyblade.
Without his beyblade he would be nothing more than a wannabe kid who was weak. The thought made a shiver run down his spine, oh how he hated weaklings. With his beyblade though, he was strong, powerful, respected by many people, or, before the World Championships. After his two round losses to Spencer, everything he had worked so hard to gain was gone. He was shoved aside by reporters who fought one another to get to his teammates: Tyson, Ray, and Max. Even his nerdy team member Kenny was getting more attention then he was. Its not like it mattered anyway, he didn't want smelly reporters pushing their microphones in his face, hey, they didn't even know who he really was. He would rather stay away from them and go home as quick as possible
Home, something he had wanted to see for a very long time. His grandfather was sending him back to his parents, he wanted to leave as soon as possible, couldn't wait to get away from old-man-wrinkles. In Canada he could actually do something fun like snowboard at Whistler Blackcomb, which is right behind his house. He would also get to see his two best friends, who he hadn't talked to in a very long time, Kassandra and Evan.
A small smile crossed the teen's lips as he remembered all the good times he shared with his friends several years ago. He hoped that they, unlike him, haven't changed so they could relive their past.
He took a quick glance at his teammates before boarding the bus, which would take them to the airport. He would then leave Russia and fly to Japan. He would pack all of his things and fly home to Canada.
He sat down at his usual in the back of the bus just as the rest of his team filed on, laughing and joking. It was finally time he went back to being himself, not the person his grandfather wanted him to be, his true self, Kai.
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So what do you think so far, ok it was short but it's just the prologue. It wasn't that good either but you can help me out, just tell me if I need to improve something and I'll try my best.
Well, L8ter
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that appear on Beyblade
Northern Lights
Prologue
The cold winter wind rustled the blue hair of a young teen. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and blue baggy pants. He had on red arm guards with, at a first glance, appeared to be shark fins. A long white scarf was tied around his neck and ran down his back to touch his ankles. Two blue triangular markings were slashed across his cheeks. The teen's roan red eyes gazed down at the object that lay in his muscular hand, his beyblade.
Without his beyblade he would be nothing more than a wannabe kid who was weak. The thought made a shiver run down his spine, oh how he hated weaklings. With his beyblade though, he was strong, powerful, respected by many people, or, before the World Championships. After his two round losses to Spencer, everything he had worked so hard to gain was gone. He was shoved aside by reporters who fought one another to get to his teammates: Tyson, Ray, and Max. Even his nerdy team member Kenny was getting more attention then he was. Its not like it mattered anyway, he didn't want smelly reporters pushing their microphones in his face, hey, they didn't even know who he really was. He would rather stay away from them and go home as quick as possible
Home, something he had wanted to see for a very long time. His grandfather was sending him back to his parents, he wanted to leave as soon as possible, couldn't wait to get away from old-man-wrinkles. In Canada he could actually do something fun like snowboard at Whistler Blackcomb, which is right behind his house. He would also get to see his two best friends, who he hadn't talked to in a very long time, Kassandra and Evan.
A small smile crossed the teen's lips as he remembered all the good times he shared with his friends several years ago. He hoped that they, unlike him, haven't changed so they could relive their past.
He took a quick glance at his teammates before boarding the bus, which would take them to the airport. He would then leave Russia and fly to Japan. He would pack all of his things and fly home to Canada.
He sat down at his usual in the back of the bus just as the rest of his team filed on, laughing and joking. It was finally time he went back to being himself, not the person his grandfather wanted him to be, his true self, Kai.
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So what do you think so far, ok it was short but it's just the prologue. It wasn't that good either but you can help me out, just tell me if I need to improve something and I'll try my best.
Well, L8ter
