Hey! It's my first story hopefully will be pretty long at least. Its an OCX? You'll see who later on in the story :). please comment criticize whatever I don't really care. Constructive criticism would be nice :). It's set during G-Rev and Boris has himself a new/old 'pet' who is non-too-happy about still being stuck with Boris. It's a shock and surprise to everyone when they find out who it is.
speaking in russian
'thoughts'
"speach"
Anywho disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or its character however I do own my OC's so no touchy! :)
"Hey Tala, who is that girl standing with Boris?" Tyson asked the red-head just as Tala was heading to the bey dish to face Garland. Tala looked in the direction the younger was pointing and saw Boris standing with a young teenage girl with deep blue hair and dark sunglasses covering her undoubtably blazing red eyes. His eyes narrowed in disgust as he looked at the pair. He couldn't believe she didn't leave him like the rest of the Blitzkreigs did. Her own sister left, why couldn't she? "Uh Tala?" The Russian didn't even look at Tyson, but only gripped Wolborg tighter before walking to the stadium.
"Wonder what's going on with that?" Max said as Tyson walked over to him.
"I dunno, but it's definitely another issue that the Russians have… I bet Kai knows," Tyson replied cautiously. He watched as the match got under way as did the girl next to Boris.
"Boris please… stop this. Don't let him get hurt," the girl pleaded, looking up to the purple-haired elder. Though Boris couldn't see her eyes, he knew they had an innocent shine to them. Damn did he hate those eyes, always full of love and protection. This girl was the biggest menace he had ever had the 'pleasure' of working with. Hatred flowed through him to the point that he nearly lost control. So he placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it as tight as he could causing her to wince slightly.
"You need to keep quiet or your precious Tala down there is going to get hurt even worse," he retorted evilly. Only sparing a glance her way, Boris released the grip slightly and focused back on the match at hand.
Tala and Wolborg were being thrashed and the others were either in shock or cheering avidly for Garland to beat Tala. The red-head was on one knee, breath labored, exhausted from the beating he was receiving. "You've got to call it Boris, before somebody gets hurt!" Tyson exclaimed after Tala stood and continued to fight once more. "Are you too blind to see that this is just a game? It ends here and now! Do you understand?"
"Yes it's dually noted I'll monitor the situation," Boris replied coolly and with a nod to Garland, sent Tala to his doom.
"No please Boris…" the girl begged again, grabbing his sleeve tightly in a vain attempt to stop him.
"What did I say Corisolin? You've spoken out of line again and now Tala will get worse than what you bargained for," Boris grinned maniacally and made a tsk sound before nodding to Garland again. Garland gave one nod back and returned his focus to the dish.
"Garland NO!" Cori screamed as she lurched to the railing and looked at the gut wrenching sight. Garland began his assault on Tala and by the end of the beating Tala was thrown from the dish, landing on his head. "TALA!" she exclaimed as the commotion escalated. Boris grabbed her roughly by the back of the neck and threw her back causing her to stumble.
"Get back Corisolin!" He hissed with a menacing glare. Cori shivered involuntarily, but otherwise didn't move. She didn't want to piss him off any more than he already was. The young Russian gave a glare that almost matched her owners. There was no way she was going to allow him to get away with hurting her brother and best friends. He was going to pay for it, but first she had to get the kids in BEGA out of there so they wouldn't get hurt because of her acting out. Boris was still the same man he was 2 years ago and if people thought he had changed they were dead wrong. He still beat the hell out of and tortured the kids… or would if Cori would let him. Yet again she was taking Boris' beatings for the other kids. Before she couldn't take all the beatings, because there were more doctors and people like Boris in the Abbey. This time Boris was the only one in charge so she told him that she would take the beatings for all of the other kids' misdeeds.
So she stood, brushed herself off, gave the out-cold Tala one last concerned look and walked away. Her fists clenched themselves tightly at her side as she walked. She needed to see if her brother was going to be ok without Boris knowing, but after that stunt he'd be watching her closely. So when she was sure she was out of his sight, Cori ducked around a corner and took off on a dead sprint to the entrance to the bey stadium. She stopped right before the entrance, listening to Tyson and Boris' banter back and forth. 'So the BEGA team is being challenged with disbandment. Perfect.' She waited for Boris to turn and leave before she ran out to her brother's side. The blue-haired girl threw her sunglasses to the side and slid on her knees to the older russian.
"Tala? Tala, are you ok? Please, please wake up. Please be ok," she pleaded, tears brimming her eyes. She took his head in her hands and stroked his hair in a soothing manner, then went on to gently run her fingers over the cuts and bruises on his face.
T cared. "Hey you, Get away from him! He isn't going back with Boris!" There was no way he was letting his…well friend he guessed… get taken back to the man who tortured him for years. He ran over to Cori and Tala and roughly yanked her away from him.
"What do you think you're doing? Let go of me!" she screamed, trying to smack his hand off of her.
"I'm not gonna let you take him back to Boris!" Tyson replied, a bit strained from her thrashing. By now the rest of the Bladebreakers were in front of them, all with accusing expressions on their faces.
"Hey Tyson, who's that?" Max asked arching an eyebrow.
"Dunno, but she was with Boris when the match began so she's gotta be on his side! I won't let her take him back to that life!" he said, still struggling to keep Cori under control.
"Please let me go…I just want to see if he is ok…" Cori said, tears falling down her face. She stopped her struggling and allowed her body to go limp before looking up at the 3 remaining Bladebreakers not holding her down. "Please…" she choked on a sob, her head falling causing her bangs to cover her face. "Please…"
Rei watched as her tears hit the ground. "Uh guys I think she isn't here because of Boris," Rei said cautiously. He wasn't quite sure of that statement himself but by the look of the tears hitting the ground, he couldn't see this girl here to hurt Tala.
"Why do you say that?" Kenny asked, adjusting his glasses.
"Well look at her. Does she look like she wants to hurt him? I mean she's crying for Pete's sake," he retorted, pointing at Cori. "There is no way she could want to do anything."
"Are you sure Rei? She sure seems like she would take him back to Boris," Tyson snapped back, squeezing her tighter.
"Ahhhhh!" Cori screamed in pain and a dangerous gleam sprung to her eyes. She narrowed her eyes then grabbed Tyson by his shoulders and flung him in front of her. She gave him a double kick to his back and jumped to her feet. "I just want to see him! Don't you understand that!" she yelled furiously. Why didn't they just listen? Then she thought back on her words. They were all in Russian. "You've got to be kidding me," she sighed.
"Excuse me?" Tyson asked as he stood back up.
"I'm sorry. I've been speaking in Russian this whole time and didn't realize it. Please forgive me. Tala is my brother and I just want to make sure that he's ok," she replied a lot more calmly than she had spoken previousl y. Everyone's jaw dropped. Was that really Tala's sister? He already had one didn't he? Wasn't Crys his sister?
"Wait! Wait! You're Tala's sister?" Tyson exclaimed, shock etching his features.
"Yes. I'm his younger sister," Cori replied evenly. Her red eyes shone with lingering tears from before. "I just want to make sure he's gonna be ok."
"Corisolin!" Boris barked from the entrance she had entered from. She quickly turned her head to face her capture. This meant trouble…and a lot of it.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. Please make sure that my brother gets better and tell him that I'm sorry for everything," she said softly before turning back to Boris and walking away.
"Well little miss Cori, you are in for a treat when we get back. Disobeying me twice in one day was not something you should've done," The grey eyed man sneered, gripping her shoulder deathly hard again. Cori winced but didn't say anything. They both knew she would have been gone a long time ago like the others if he hadn't already had new recruits for BEGA stashed away in a part of the world that didn't know he was evil. She shoved her hands into the pocket of her wind-breaker pants and gripped her blade tight.
'Mita, I promise you one day soon, we'll be free.' Her blade warmed in her hand in understanding. They had been through everything together and breaking free was going to be no exception. Cori kept he gaze on the ground as they exited the building and entered the limo.
"Now Cori, no more stunts or we start the experimenting again… and with how much of that your body has endured, who knows how much more it can take," he said with a sly grin.
"You know Boris? Once BEGA is brought down," Cori glared intensely up into his cold, calculating eyes, "I'm taking you down once and for all." Boris sat in shock for a moment before scoffing and turning his head from hers.
"You keep dreaming brat. You'll never best me in anything, 'cause as long as I have other students with me… you won't do a thing." His nonchalance bore into Cori further than ever before, but she wasn't going to show it. It didn't really matter. As soon as BEGA was done and he had no other children to use as leverage Cori would get him… and get him good.
