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I know, I know, I know, you have aaaaaaall been waiting for this. Haven't you? Hehe.

So, here it is! The story you have been requesting since... I don't know, forever? The sequel to 'Beyblade: New Adventures, New Loves'. Please note that this is a continuation of the story previously named and there will not be a further second sequel. If you want tips and want to know more about the character's future, pm me or contact me via something, but there will be no second sequel. My brain is wasted. For real. I just drank five shots of tequilla five minutes ago. And by tequilla, I mean my homegirl, Nicki Minaj. God, I love that chick. Anyway...

LE'GO! I am super excited to give you the first chapter of the sequel, and let me just break it down for 'ya. This shit gon' be awesome. For real. Also, the first chapter isn't much of a big deal, but please read anyway and review, if you may. There will be no review answer time here cuz there ain't no reviews, but I just want to take a small break and thank everyone that has contributed to make my first story ever 'Beyblade: New Adventures, New Loves' one of my biggest hits. I will list bellow the people that contributed for the sucess:

- Rainbowcastle; - LadyDiamond92; - MasterK166; - Veronica (guest); - Guest itself; - nilanjanasm; - RedZeo4ever;
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(guest); - ADeletedUser; - Ms. Essential; - Tyson haters (guest);
- Hilary Fans
(guest); - SchoolBoredom;

And I think that this is it! Wow... You guys are so many! Thank you all for your support, even though I lost a few in between, I won others! I love you all! And...

ON THE FIC!


Chapter 1: Missing.


Everything around her was a mess. She had come to find the place she called a home trashed. Chairs flipped over, tables turned, broken glass… That place was a complete mess. She looked around, trying to find her parents, but without calling out for them. Her voice was gone. Her throat was dry, her head was overthinking, her eyes were hurting of so much confusion ahead of her. She was used to having things tidy. And when they weren't… Shit happened.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her family photo, the one that usually was hung on the wall, laying on the floor with the frame broken. She rushed to it and picked it up, ignoring when she felt a piece of glass piercing the skin of her palm. She felt tears on her eyes. She folded the picture and placed it on her back pocket, not wanting to be away from the thing that mattered the most to her. She got up and turned around.

Just in time to hear her mom scream.

"GET THE FUCK OFF, YOU PRICK!"

"MOOOOM‼!" she let out before she could stop herself.

She ran in the direction of the voice. She ran in the direction of the backyard. She crossed the kitchen and busted the back door open. And what she saw broke her heart. Her mom was being dragged by three men inside a dark van, parked behind her house. Her copper hair, flying around like leaves, motioning her struggle to get away. Her silver eyes, full with tears, but with the burning flame of rage behind them. Her elegant yet strong shape, debating against the thugs.

"MOM!" she yelled again.

"Ahri?! AHRI RUN!" the lady yelled, struggling even more.

"But mom! No! MOM!"

"Ahri, RUN! GET YOUR BROTHER AND RUN!"

"MOM, NO!"

"AHRI RUN!" the woman yelled again, and that time, the girl obeyed.

She ran inside the house and went upstairs, towards her bedroom, where she packed the few items she could get her hands on. After grabbing the object that her father called her 'guardian', she ran outside her room and kicked her brother's door down, grabbing his arm and yanked him off his computer, ignoring his complains. They ran downstairs and out of the door, having the time to hear their mother yell at the top of her lungs:

"Touch my babies and I will slice your dick and stick it deep down your throat 'till it can't go any deeper, you fucking PIECE OF SHIT‼"

But the two kept running. Even though their hearts told them to turn around and go to their mom. Even though their souls were tearing from leaving someone behind. Their Russian spirits were demanding to go back and beat the shit out of the people that were taking their mom away. But they couldn't. Because they knew. They knew someone would do bad things to them. And they knew their mom would do anything to protect them. And then, bad things would happen to them.

They took a stop on the porch. They wanted to go around, but fear blocked them. They couldn't move. And the figure in front of them wasn't making things easier. Because it was closing in on them. And they still couldn't move. Ahri grabbed her brother's hand, whom squeezed back in reciprocation. They were both scared. And then… The figure spoke.

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

Ahri opened her eyes. She was in her bed, in her room. Nothing was out of place, except for the clothes. And the toys. And the plushy she still kept, even though she was already in middle school. Beginning, though. Her sheets were black, and her walls were grey, her dark wooden door being closed. But not for long. Few seconds after that scream came out of her mouth, the door was opened, revealing the woman she saw being taken. Her mom. Rya barged inside the room, with spoon on her hand, ready to face anything, when she saw her daughter's crying face. She sat down next to her, hugged her and asked:

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"You were being taken away from us! I got home from school and the house was a mess and I was so scared and then I heard you yelling and I ran to you and saw three men taking you away and I heard you cuss and swear with all the teeth you have in your mouth and then you told me to go get Adryan and get the frick away from here and I tried, but this guy stopped us and I woke up! Mom, I'm scared!"

"Babe, it's fine. Mom is fine, I'm right here!"

"What about dad? Where's papa?"

"Baby… You know daddy is on a business trip in Russia…" Rya told her, her expression turning into a sad smile.

"I do… I miss papa." Ahri replied, looking away.

"I miss him too. Now, get up. You're going to be late for school."


Ahri was walking to school. After a short but warm conversation with her mom Rya of what they were going to do when Kai came back, and a headache thanks to Adryan, the girl left the house to go to school. She walked slowly, but never missed her pace, walking fast enough to not be late for school. Her brother was already there, his best friend came to pick him up. She looked down at herself before entering the school gates. She saw a short tight black leather jacket with a white tee, dark skinny jeans and high top black sneakers. Her mother's boyish influence was getting her.

"Hey, Ahri!" a voice called. The girl turned around to see a short young boy with dark brown wavy hair that covered his eyes, wearing a red sweater, a pair of faded jeans and white sneakers. She smiled to the little boy and replied "Hey, Thomas."

"How are you? Ready for another day at school?"

"I'm normal. And as for my day at school… I just can't wait to have English class with my brother inside it."

"Good luck." He told her with a smile, before running to his own school, right next to Ahri's one.


"Hi, Ahri!" a voice exclaimed. The girl turned around to see a blond boy with duo-colored eyes, the left being blue and the right being brown. He wore a white shirt underneath a brown loose leather jacket, faded skinny jeans, mountain boots and a dark blue beanie. Ahri nodded in recognition and said "Hey Kali."

"What's up? It's been forever, right?"

"Wrong. If your tongue wasn't deep down your girlfriend's throat, you would have acknowledge that we have been classmates for the last three years."

"Oh… Sorry. How's Adryan?" he asked, scratching the back of his head.

"He's fine. He should be here by now. Go find him." She said, turning around and leaving.

She sighed. Kids these days were so stupid. They didn't even hit puberty and were already acting like teenagers on full hormone mode. It was ridiculous. That was why she still didn't have a boyfriend. Who would want one, if the only thing they want is to be cool and have a sex toy to play with? Her few friends were the sons and daughters of her parents' best friends. Kali, son of Max and Susie. Katrina, daughter of Mariam and Ozuma. Thomas, son of Kenny and Skye. Amy Lin, daughter of Ray and Salima. And Kyle, son of Tyson and Hilary.

They were few, but enough. Even though she got along well with the five young teens, there wasn't still one that she could confide with. She felt alone. The only people that she truly trusted, with all her heart and soul, were her parents, Kai and Rya, but whenever she spoke it out, people would make fun of her. To be truthful, whenever she spoke anything out, people would make fun of her. So she learned to keep quiet. She learned to not to speak. She learned that the words 'Tell me more' were just things that movies would say. She learned that the laughter was a bad thing. She learned that the whispers around her were a bad thing.

And she tried to ignore it. She really did. She would raise her head up high and walk past her, ignoring everything. But once she closed the door of her room behind her, tears would start running down her face. It was automatic. She would cry every night. And she could always make up an excuse when her mom heard her. But she was running out of them. She needed to get away from the hell people call society. But she couldn't. And the last thing she wanted was to give her parents a heartbreak.

She walked inside the classroom and immediately spotted Amy Lin. Her bright red hair was very much visible. That, along with the caramel cat-like eyes made her a very unusual person. That day, she was wearing a black shirt, skinny jeans, white beanie and brown ankle boots. She looked pretty. Next to her, talking to the redhead, was Katrina, with her apple green eyes and middle back length black hair, pulled onto a braid. She wore a cream tee, bordeaux leather pants and black ankle boots. She looked… Like her mom. Foxy and daring.

"Ahri! Hi! Come sit with us!" Amy Lin called out, smiling. She smiled in return, but politely refused, walking to the back of the classroom.

She could see everyone from there. Kyle, with his ruby eyes and his navy blue spiky hair. Adryan, with his copper hair and crimson eyes, playing around with the bluenet. The two girls fussing around, gossiping and talking about boys. And the rest of the class, which she didn't even bothered to know the names, where doing them. She sighed. Placing a lock of waist long straight light gray hair behind her ear, she placed her bag on her desk and took out her textbook, picking up a pencil and letting her hand fly over the paper.

Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't even hear when Adryan called her name. It took a shake for her to realize he was talking to her. She looked up and saw her brother, his face worried and snappish. She sighed and said "If you are here to bully me, Adryan, please note that I am in no mood for your craps. So please, take your boredom to your girlfriend's personal space and get the fuck out of mine.". He looked surprised for a moment, but quickly responded "That's the thing. I can't, because she's pissed at me! I don't know what happened! Can you please talk to her?"

"Adryan, tell me." She said looking at him straight in the eye "Do I look like I give a damn? I've told you before, I'll tell you once more. I don't like your girlfriend. She's the kind of person I'm trying to get away from. And you know that, as sure as there are stars in the Universe, that mom and dad don't like her either. So why bother? Start dating Katrina, she's way cooler than the girl you're dating."

"I can't date Katrina! She's got her eyes on Kali! But the guy is too stupid to see that! Please… Talk to her and make her not mad at me anymore!"

"No." Ahri said, grabbing her things and standing up "Fix your own mistakes, Adryan. I'm done being your back-up."

"You're my twin sister! You were supposed to be the one I trust the most! Why can't you help me?!"

"You're my twin brother! You were supposed to be the one I trust the most! And yet, you did nothing when I told you the name of the people that bullied me all the time! Because one of them was our girlfriend and you couldn't stand the idea of losing your popularity to lay a hand on your helpless sister! Don't you even dare ask me for something, Adryan. Because the next time you do, it will be your twin sister the one humiliating you."

"Ahri…" he called, but the girl was long gone. He sighed. She was right. He was the most stupid person on the planet. Grabbing his backpack, he walked out of the cafeteria.

Ahri was walking home. She kept recalling the fight with her brother. Nothing of what she said had been a lie, but she admitted that she could have been softer on him. He had apologized to her for not standing for her, and he had done that while tending her wounds, but the evil had been done. He told her he would try to make it right, but she didn't believe. In reality, once he betrayed her, she didn't believe in him anymore. She had trusted him, and yet, he did nothing. When she felt them following, she had grabbed her phone. She wanted to call her father, but she ended up calling Adryan. She placed on him all of her hopes, and he shattered them like glass. She looked in front to see her house. She climbed up the stairs and walked slowly, pushing the door open.

She gasped.

Everything around her was a mess. She had she come home to find the place she called a home trashed. Chairs flipped over, tables turned, broken glass… That place was a complete mess. She looked around, trying to find her parents, but without calling out for them. Her voice was gone. Her throat was dry, her head was overthinking, her eyes were hurting of so much confusion ahead of her. She was used to having things tidy. And when they weren't… Shit happened.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her family photo, the one that usually was hung on the wall, laying on the floor with the frame broken. She rushed to it and picked it up, ignoring when she felt a piece of glass piercing the skin of her palm. She felt tears on her eyes. She folded the picture and placed it on her back pocket, not wanting to be away from the thing that mattered the most to her. She got up and turned around.

Just in time to hear her mom scream.

"GET THE FUCK OFF, YOU PRICK!"

"MOOOOM‼!" she let out before she could stop herself.

She ran in the direction of the voice. She ran in the direction of the backyard. She crossed the kitchen and busted the back door open. And what she saw broke her heart. Her mom was being dragged by three men inside a dark van, parked behind her house. Her copper hair, flying around like leaves, motioning her struggle to get away. Her silver eyes, full with tears, but with the burning flame of rage behind them. Her elegant yet strong shape, debating against the thugs.

"MOM!" she yelled again.

"Ahri?! AHRI RUN!" the lady yelled, struggling even more.

"But mom! No! MOM!"

"Ahri, RUN! GET YOUR BROTHER AND RUN!"

"MOM, NO!"

"AHRI RUN!" the woman yelled again, and that time, the girl obeyed.

She ran inside the house and went upstairs, towards her bedroom, where she packed the few items she could get her hands on. After grabbing the object that her father called her 'guardian', she ran outside her room and kicked her brother's door down, grabbing his arm and yanked him off his computer, ignoring his complains. They ran downstairs and out of the door, having the time to hear their mother yell at the top of her lungs:

"Touch my babies and I will slice your balls and feed them to the dogs, and then slice your dick and stick it deep down your throat 'till it can't go any deeper, you fucking PIECE OF SHIT‼"

But the two kept running. Even though their hearts told them to turn around and go to their mom. Even though their souls were tearing from leaving someone behind. Their Russian spirits were demanding to go back and beat the shit out of the people that were taking their mom away. But they couldn't. Because they knew. They knew someone would do bad things to them. And they knew their mom would do anything to protect them. And then, bad things would happen to them.

They took a stop on the porch. They wanted to go around, but fear blocked them. They couldn't move. And the figure in front of them wasn't making things easier. Because it was closing in on them. And they still couldn't move. Ahri grabbed her brother's hand, who squeezed back in reciprocation. They were both scared. And then… The figure spoke.

"Hello, Ahri. Hello Adryan."


A/N: There it is, people! Fav it, review it, follow it, do what you sweet ones always do and I'm be sure to post the next chapter soon! I love you all and...

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