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Dawning upon a shade

                                       By Sephyrah

Prelude: Where there once was a nightmare

I guess I was afraid of it...

There was fire all around, and the only wall between her and the destruction was her mother's body,

To open the eyes would have meant acceptation.

It doesn't matter what happen stay here, doesn't matter what you listen don't talk, keep quiet. Doesn't matter anything at all, don't open the eyes. Do nothing.

And  feel the searing would have been lost

Taking her faster than anything or anyone her mother had run to hide her in the forest, that house that she had met in days of summer. Finally reaching a place where nobody would see the little girl, she got her between the roots and took her little hands among hers.

I love you, seem like a long forgot tale

Was the last thing her mother ever did, kissing her in the forehead. Shutting her eyes tightly, desperately trying to keep the tears. To keep inside the image of her most beloved forever, for the last five minutes of her life. The girl was so young, but within her she knew, she would never see her daughter again.

Back then I did not understand the meaning,

I couldn't…

Something behind the woman suddenly moved and she knew her pursuers were getting near, that was it. She was going to die. Die fighting nevertheless, that was her duty. Inside she grin, trying to figure the deception of her little traitors when they realized she had nothing.

But now I know, I held no hope for the future

For the last time in her life she heard her daughter stir. Her heart broke apart as she realized she would leave her alone and defenseless, but it was impossible to make it otherwise. She was her only hope.

Now I know,

The only thing I had was faith,

Her little girl had been raised to be strong, and she had made sure everything would be fine for her, should her last will be follow. The only thing that worried her was that they found her…

Childish dreams that back then kept alive,

Illusions that I cherish with my heart,

That was the reason for her victory to become a fact as soon as possible. She would die because of her wounds, no doubt about that, she was already damaged anyway.

I wish I hadn't believe

That I hadn't been week

Taking in a deep breath the woman took position, keeping a tight hold on the dagger she had hidden in her clothes. Around her she could feel the danger getting near, and also her daughter quiet as a tomb behind her.

So with the shallow screams

Suddenly, as fast as the wind flows during a storm, the woman turn around to face her attacker. Hiding in the roots a couple of ears witnessed everything in amazed horror, in fear. 

The shadows wouldn't have mistreat me

So I wouldn't have the scars of this whips

As told the little black head did never opened the eyes or squealed. For some reason she keep believing that everything would be ok. That it would be like in her tales, and that her mother would take her as soon as this was over.

My wings had been broken

And so she waited for the longest time, waiting for some one to retrieve her from her refuge. But when the silence became more than unbearable and the hunger treat with contradicting her mothers orders she decided it was better for her to get out.

But never my spirit

Back then gray/blue eyes had seen with rage and vengeance what the little innocent ones had seen with horror, as conscience had dawn on them. As the little one got tired from calling upon her mom.

Shall my will burn like fire and my rage as shadows

Mom had died that day, but I did nothing to change that. All that I got left from her was a letter that whispered of better days ahead, and a cruise, sign of her faith. Of her lost.

Because I want no more

I seek nothing

That day I had taken that cruise as a symbol, today is different. Today I behold my nightmares within it, making them wait for those who belong to.  

But the destruction of those who're empty

I have no further memories of that day. Or what happened next. Eventually going on with my life I learned to take care of myself and everything that my mother had built carefully. And even when the custody did not went as plan…

Who thinks that can harm me

I was never left completely alone. It's truth perhaps I set myself apart, truth my friends weren't ordinary. But then, I was never ordinary.

I'm a demon if you call me that

and as such I may treat you without hesitate

Never from that day on did I ever trust again. People would learn to fear me, to stay away. The only friends I got were enough. Or so I though.

All of that,

In the name of my faith.

Apparently not for Max.