Silver Streaks: No Ray, I am not doing it! And especially not that
dimension!
Ray: Hey! Kai got to go to another dimensional world!
Silver Streaks:(-_-) maybe cause Chae Silvers the Dimensional Ruler sent him there for a good reason??
Ray: Reason? Sent there? He was dragged there against his will! Silver Streaks: *thinks* ummm...oh! You mean that time!
Ray: *frowns angrily* there was another time??
Silver Streaks: *sweatdrops* uh...i mean...
Ray: HE GOT TO GO TWICE WHILE I HAVE TO LITERALLY BEG YOU TO TAKE ME????
Silver Streaks: *cowers and starts running* But it wasn't my fault! *sighs as Ray furiously chases her* I do not own Beyblade!! uh...anyway! onto the fic!
ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER PLACE, ANOTHER...DIMENSION???
Chapter One: Where it started
Her head was spinning so fast everything was just a hopeless blur. Dark red blood splattered to the pavement and her body cried out for her to stop moving.
The pain was too much.
Her hand slipped off the edge of the wall and to her dismay she felt herself falling slowly. The ground loomed in her face, coming closer and closer every second.
For a moment she thought she saw someone running towards her. She blacked out before she had a chance to find out for sure.
The next morning...
Her eyes opened slowly. But her vision was way too hazy to make anything out.
"Yeah, she's waking up!" a young boys voice said softly.
It took a few more seconds for her vision to clear up. Soon the boy who spoke's face came into view. He had wild dark black hair with intense golden-yellow eyes. He stood beside the bed waiting for her to fully wake up. The girl suddenly became aware of where she was. She was in a bedroom, lying on a bed. The next thing she noticed was that she wasn't bleeding anymore and the pain had tremendously subsided. White bandages covered her arms, her legs, her stomach and her head. She moaned quietly as she tried to immediately get up and felt a strong hand gently push her back down.
"Whoa, take it easy there! You're in no shape to be going anywhere," the boy said to her smiling.
The girl was too weak to resist and settled back onto the feather soft bed. She set her gaze on the young Chinese boy, resting again.
"Where... am I?" the girl asked in a sleepy voice.
"You're in my house," the boy explained smiling kindly.
"Don't worry I don't bite. My name is Raymond, but everyone calls me Ray."
"I appreciate what you've done for me," the girl said looking at her bandaged arms and feeling her forehead, "But you should have left me alone, Ray."
"Are you crazy?!" the boy gasped.
He frowned at her.
"If I hadn't been there, you would have been dead by now!"
The girl closed her eyes and looked away.
"Maybe Ray-san," she said sadly. "Maybe."
After that, she turned over obviously ending the little discussion. But oblivious to Ray, tears had started to trickle down the girl's cheek.
Ray looked confused and wondered what he had done to make her stop talking.
He sighed lightly.
Who would be so cruel as to not care about a girl as pretty and as deep as she was? And what was with the whole turning away?
Maybe it was a girl thing. He hoped she would talk to him soon. She was really pretty.
The girl listened to the footsteps of the boy as he walked away.
She wondered why she was being so cold to the boy who helped her and had the decency to bandage her wounds and even give her a bed to sleep in.
Her body ached and pain was everywhere. But the place that was most painful was her head that throbbed like anything. A bandage was wrapped around it.
She knew how her head got that way. She had fallen out of something...something she couldn't remember falling out of and hit her head on the pavement. But what did she fall out of, she wondered. And why couldn't she remember?
The girl was so tired. So many questions and she was too tired to think them out. The girl fell deeper and deeper into her misery and she felt so alone. The only reason she fell asleep was because she knew that a boy named Ray was looking after her.
That night...
The girl tossed and turned in the bed. Sweat poured down her brow. In her dream, she was being chased. It was those same girls from yesterday in the alley. They caught her again and then the sharp broken bottles started slashing at her skin. She screamed in terror and agony with no one to hear her but the cruel jumpers. A bright light flashed and everything went white.
After finding a suitable hiding place from Ray...
Silver Streaks: hey people! This is not my first fic that I have ever written but it's my first public fic. I would gladly appreciate any comments or ideas for the rest of my fic which by the way has a really good other part called "Never Blackmail a Stormflower" Okay the topic sounds cheesy, but really once you read the story...AHHHHHH!!!
Ray: *in a low and dangerous voice* Hello Silver Streaks...
Silver Streaks:*sweatdrop and in a scared squeaky voice* Hi Raymund! Bye Raymund!
Silver Streaks dashes off with Ray on her tail.
Ray: Come back here!!
Ray stops for a moment.
Ray: (to readers) Don't forget to R+R! The fic will get better if you do! Hehehee, flames appreciated!
Silver Streaks: (calling from far away) Are not!
Ray: Oh yeah!
Silver Streaks: eeeps!(runs again)
Ray: Hey! Kai got to go to another dimensional world!
Silver Streaks:(-_-) maybe cause Chae Silvers the Dimensional Ruler sent him there for a good reason??
Ray: Reason? Sent there? He was dragged there against his will! Silver Streaks: *thinks* ummm...oh! You mean that time!
Ray: *frowns angrily* there was another time??
Silver Streaks: *sweatdrops* uh...i mean...
Ray: HE GOT TO GO TWICE WHILE I HAVE TO LITERALLY BEG YOU TO TAKE ME????
Silver Streaks: *cowers and starts running* But it wasn't my fault! *sighs as Ray furiously chases her* I do not own Beyblade!! uh...anyway! onto the fic!
ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER PLACE, ANOTHER...DIMENSION???
Chapter One: Where it started
Her head was spinning so fast everything was just a hopeless blur. Dark red blood splattered to the pavement and her body cried out for her to stop moving.
The pain was too much.
Her hand slipped off the edge of the wall and to her dismay she felt herself falling slowly. The ground loomed in her face, coming closer and closer every second.
For a moment she thought she saw someone running towards her. She blacked out before she had a chance to find out for sure.
The next morning...
Her eyes opened slowly. But her vision was way too hazy to make anything out.
"Yeah, she's waking up!" a young boys voice said softly.
It took a few more seconds for her vision to clear up. Soon the boy who spoke's face came into view. He had wild dark black hair with intense golden-yellow eyes. He stood beside the bed waiting for her to fully wake up. The girl suddenly became aware of where she was. She was in a bedroom, lying on a bed. The next thing she noticed was that she wasn't bleeding anymore and the pain had tremendously subsided. White bandages covered her arms, her legs, her stomach and her head. She moaned quietly as she tried to immediately get up and felt a strong hand gently push her back down.
"Whoa, take it easy there! You're in no shape to be going anywhere," the boy said to her smiling.
The girl was too weak to resist and settled back onto the feather soft bed. She set her gaze on the young Chinese boy, resting again.
"Where... am I?" the girl asked in a sleepy voice.
"You're in my house," the boy explained smiling kindly.
"Don't worry I don't bite. My name is Raymond, but everyone calls me Ray."
"I appreciate what you've done for me," the girl said looking at her bandaged arms and feeling her forehead, "But you should have left me alone, Ray."
"Are you crazy?!" the boy gasped.
He frowned at her.
"If I hadn't been there, you would have been dead by now!"
The girl closed her eyes and looked away.
"Maybe Ray-san," she said sadly. "Maybe."
After that, she turned over obviously ending the little discussion. But oblivious to Ray, tears had started to trickle down the girl's cheek.
Ray looked confused and wondered what he had done to make her stop talking.
He sighed lightly.
Who would be so cruel as to not care about a girl as pretty and as deep as she was? And what was with the whole turning away?
Maybe it was a girl thing. He hoped she would talk to him soon. She was really pretty.
The girl listened to the footsteps of the boy as he walked away.
She wondered why she was being so cold to the boy who helped her and had the decency to bandage her wounds and even give her a bed to sleep in.
Her body ached and pain was everywhere. But the place that was most painful was her head that throbbed like anything. A bandage was wrapped around it.
She knew how her head got that way. She had fallen out of something...something she couldn't remember falling out of and hit her head on the pavement. But what did she fall out of, she wondered. And why couldn't she remember?
The girl was so tired. So many questions and she was too tired to think them out. The girl fell deeper and deeper into her misery and she felt so alone. The only reason she fell asleep was because she knew that a boy named Ray was looking after her.
That night...
The girl tossed and turned in the bed. Sweat poured down her brow. In her dream, she was being chased. It was those same girls from yesterday in the alley. They caught her again and then the sharp broken bottles started slashing at her skin. She screamed in terror and agony with no one to hear her but the cruel jumpers. A bright light flashed and everything went white.
After finding a suitable hiding place from Ray...
Silver Streaks: hey people! This is not my first fic that I have ever written but it's my first public fic. I would gladly appreciate any comments or ideas for the rest of my fic which by the way has a really good other part called "Never Blackmail a Stormflower" Okay the topic sounds cheesy, but really once you read the story...AHHHHHH!!!
Ray: *in a low and dangerous voice* Hello Silver Streaks...
Silver Streaks:*sweatdrop and in a scared squeaky voice* Hi Raymund! Bye Raymund!
Silver Streaks dashes off with Ray on her tail.
Ray: Come back here!!
Ray stops for a moment.
Ray: (to readers) Don't forget to R+R! The fic will get better if you do! Hehehee, flames appreciated!
Silver Streaks: (calling from far away) Are not!
Ray: Oh yeah!
Silver Streaks: eeeps!(runs again)