Alright, I put it up like I promised. But i don't know when the next one will be up. I'm hoping this friday but if not, then Monday. Anyway, I will start introducing other OC's here shortly. Kai is paired with Nikita for sure and then Tala, Brooklyn, and probably Spencer and Bryan will get an OC as well.

Oh well! On with the chapter. By the way... I do not own Beyblade or any of it's characters. BUT I do own the plot, setting, Nikita, and anyone else that pops up in here randomly.

Chapter 2: Who are You?

He was no doubt drop dead sexy. His two-toned colored hair was all over the place but it had very appealing look. His arms and chest were well toned and muscled from the way he wore his white t-shirt that was snug against him. His blue jeans were a bit baggy but not too bad and he wore a belt as well. His ears had one looped earring in his right ear while there were two studs in each ear. But his eyes, they were a deep crimson color. She couldn't stop starring at him.

"See something you like?" He mocked her as he folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the rail next to her. She shook her head snapping out of her Daze.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" She snapped as she placed her hands on her hips, "What gives you the right to hold me back in an alley, appear in my room and then vanish like a magician, and then appear again on my balcony! Who the fuck are you?!"

He smirked at her outburst, "It doesn't matter really. A little bird tipped me off about a vixen working in the bar in town and thought I'd be interested," he stated it oh so simply, he made it sound as if he did this often.

"Who tipped ya off? And what makes you think I'll go out with you?" she asked, her voice dripping with venom. She hated men who looked at women as low lives or just toys for their amusement. And Nikita had a feeling he was like that. He smirked and shrugged.

"You know you can't resist me, Nikita," he teased as he gave her a wink. She raised an eyebrow. She hardly knew the man and yet here she was talking back at a hottie with the need for an attitude check or something! Not only that, he knew her name! What else did he know?

"Look, I don't even know you to begin with. And how you know my name is beyond me. I suggest you leave before I call the police on your ass," she stated simply as she took a step toward her room. He grinned and shrugged.

"Aww, and I thought you were better than that," he teased as he walked ahead of her and into her room.

"Hey! What do you think your doing?!" She snapped as she followed him into her room. She stood at the door with her hands on her hips. "Leave! Get out!" She hissed, not likely the fact that he intruder her personal space. Suddenly Mariah's voice called through the door.

"Nikita? Are you alright in there? Who are you talking to?" she asked through the door as she knocked.

She smirked at the man's expression of surprise. But sadly, she didn't get the last laugh. In a matter of seconds he had grasped her around the waist and his lips connected with her own. It lasted for brief second but it stunned her none the less, "Nikita, we'll see each other soon… and I don't suggest you tell your friend about me either…" he whispered softly into her ear, sending shivers down her spine, and left with out a sound out her balcony doors.

"Nikita? Open this door!" Mariah called again. Nikita shook her head and quickly opened the door. Mariah looked a little worried if not angry too. "What took you so long and who were you talking to?"

"I got a phone call and was having a rather loud conversation," Nikita lied with a slight shrug. Mariah looked at her with a slight bit of suspicion before she sighed.

"Well, don't get too loud. Rei already went to bed about 30 min. ago and I'm going now. You have work tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yeah, 6 pm I think," she answered thoughtfully, and then shrugged. Mariah nodded and then muttered a 'goodnight' as she walked down to her room. Nikita sighed and shut her door behind her, locking it as she did so. "That was too close," she muttered as she slipped her clothes off and slid her silk clothes on for sleep. She glanced at the balcony for a second before walking out. She shivered as a soft wind brushed by her. Nikita frowned as she looked over her balcony. A little ways away under a street lamp, was a man on a motorcycle; the man that came to give her a rather unusual visit. He looked up at her, his crimson eyes seemed to captivate her like no other, before he suddenly sped off into the darkness.

Nikita sighed, 'The next time we meet, I'm going to make sure I AT LEAST know your name,' she smirked slightly as she walked into her room, shutting the doors behind her, locking them as well. She shut off her lamp before crawling under the covers and falling asleep.

A beeping sound suddenly charmed into the early moring, making the young woman groan as she slammed her hand down on the clock, 'Stupid clock,' she thought irritably. She sat up, yawned, and stretched out like a cat, before getting dressed. When she walked out into the kitchen she was dressed in Jeans that flared out a bit and white tank top. Another note was taped to the fridge:

Kiki,

Rei and I left for work this morning. If you need anything call.

Love,

Mariah

Nikita frowned but then shrugged her shoulders. Her stomach growled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since yesterday. Taking out a frying pan, butter, eggs, bacon, and toast, she cooked up breakfast to satisfy herself. While cooking, she decided she might as well go for a walk, since she didn't have much to do.

Nikita left the apartment, locking the door behind her, before heading out towards the park. She still had to be careful because the neighborhood was not as safe as it appeared to be. Every night, something happened whether it was a robbery, suicide, murder, or a gang fight. They really had no choice but to live here because other apartments were too small and too expansive. But the apartment that they lived in now was affordable and big.

She walked down the street, everywhere she looked something was wrong. Homeless and drug dealing were brighter than day around here. Nikita often wondered where the cops were when you needed them. They were never around when a fight broke out and shots silenced the air. It was a sad thing really.

Nikita grew up in a neighborhood similar to this one yet it at least had cops going through quite often. But even then, there was still the risk. She found out the hard way in her teen years. And then there was her cousin too.

Nikita shook her head; she didn't want to think of her cousin. He was apart of the ruling gangs in the area and he led them. It made her sick. He was nice man, strong and a bit cocky. He even had a girlfriend, a little annoying but she was a sweet girl. You would have never guessed that she was apart of the gang. Well, she wasn't exactly; she only helped out in providing food and tending an injured, but she did ride about with her boyfriend.

As she turned the corner her eyes widened and she stepped back out of sight, "Shit," she cursed as she tried to calm her self, "There is just no way." Around the corner was the man that was stalking her with a few other men. They were standing around the beverage store on the corner of the street. Nikita peeked out at them from around the corner, trying to get a better look. She frowned at the four motorcycles parked in the road. All with black leather and shiny metal; and then she saw what that confirmed her suspicion of a gang; a black bandana tied around the left bicep. She squeaked when she noticed her stalker looking her direction and jerked back out of sight.

To all honesty, she was afraid, if not terrified. She hated gangs with all do respect, but after the incident in her late teens, rage dwindled with that fear and hate. Nikita looked past again to see him talking with the other two out there, assuming the other was still in the store, before he strode to his bike.

"Shit!" she had a very good feeling she had been spotted and wasting no time, she sprinted down the street and into an alley. Why the Alleyways? Oh well. She ran down a few, turning every which way until she saw an exit out of the shadows. She raced out and turned to her left only to collide with something tall and firm. An arm reached out to steady her; she looked up and gasped. "Tyson?!" She grinned and gave him a bear hug.

He hugged her back with a smile on his face, "Hey cuz," he stepped back and took a look at her, "Lookin fine as always," he winked making her blush. She punched him in the arm, he only pouted but it changed to that of a little concern, "What were you in a rush for?" he asked he let her go and sat on the motorcycle. Yes, this was her cousin; The leader of the Serpents but a gentleman inside and a sucker for food. Lots of food.

She waved her hand in a dismissing fashion, "Oh just getting a little exercise," trying to brush it off. He knew better and could see through her lie, but he didn't push it, "So how ya been? Haven't talked to you in a while."

"Pretty well. Hilary has been a bit of a bitch lately. I say it's the PMSing," he shrugged as Nikita leaned against the light pole. "How is Mariah and Rei?"

"Still together and acting too lovey dovey when I'm around. It makes me wanna gag," she made a face of disgust. Tyson laughed at that, but it soon died when the sound of motorcycles showed up making Nikita glance behind her. Three men with black bandanas rode up and made a semi circle around her, her cousin, and the alley entrance. She began to back up towards the alley but stopped as another motorcycle appeared through the entrance. That chilly eerie feeling grew around her. The man on it was no other than her stalker. Tyson stepped before his cousin shielding her between him and his bike.

"Kai," Tyson acknowledged the gang leader, tension shook lightly in his shoulders. They all looked laid back and lazy, but any other member would know better than to drop your guard.

"Tyson," he acknowledged back with a slight nod, but his eyes were trained on Nikita who leaned on Tyson slightly. She glared at him with all the hatred she could muster without words. Kai noticed and slight confusion traced through his eyes that only she caught.

"This isn't your turf. I suggest you leave," he hinted strongly.

"Just passin through. We'll be outa here," he said with a slight smirk, "Who's the girl?"

"None of you business," he shot at him, determined to keep Nikita out of any gang related issues. She knew too much and especially after what had happened to her mother and little brother. "I said leave," he snapped again.

"Temper, temper Tyson," Kai tsked. The other men laughed at the childish scolding. "She ain't your bitch is she? Or else I'll have get rid of her," his evil smile made her go pale as the nearest cyclist, a red-headed blue eyed man, licked his lips. He winked at her making her want to gag, but she held back.

"No she ain't. Besides, you already know mine. I don't go sleep'n with other woman for the hell of it," he stated with a sharp tone of voice. Kai merely raised an eyebrow and Tyson sighed, "She's my cousin."

"I see," he said as he glanced to the blue eyed man. "Tala, you hear that, the girl is his cousin," he stated with a wide smirk. Tala grinned and reached for her making her glare at him and slap his hand away. By now, Nikita was on the brink jumping the man strangle him. Had she know that this jackass was apart of a gang, she would have called the police pronto. Kai noticed her tension and anger burning in her copper hued eyes, but didn't say anything, "Tyson, you better watch your back. If not, be prepared to loose something you posses."

Tyson growled but restrained to retort as they revved up their engines and sped down the rode, but not without a look of concern from Kai for Nikita. But it didn't go unnoticed by Tyson.

"May I stay at your place for the night?" she suddenly asked, her arms were wrapped around her as if she was cold, like all the hatred and anger was seeped from her, but she didn't look up at him. "Call, Mariah and let her know I won't be coming home until tomorrow evening. Tell her to also, call me off work tonight and tomorrow."

Tyson nodded and wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. After a few minutes she seemed to relax. He let go of her and got onto the bike, "Come on," he said as she climbed on and wrapped her arms around him. He sped off, careful not to speed with her on.

Most of the stay was uneventful. When she did get there, she went straight up to a spare bedroom they usually left for her when she didn't want to return to the apartments. She didn't come down until dinner, which she didn't seem to eat much. Tyson and Hilary both knew what the girl had experienced as a late teenager and they tried to comfort her as much as they could. Afterwards, she went up to bed without a word.

The next day though, she was in a better mood with a smile on her face. She talked to Hilary for most of the day until Tyson came home. Noticing her better mood he decided to ask her if she knew Kai.

"Kiki, Kai seems… to know you. Do you know why?" he asked while they were at the table that night. Steak, mashed potatoes, and corn sat on the table along with a few other small sides of food.

She remained silent a minute or two before answering, "No, I don't," she lied. She didn't want Tyson fighting for her. She didn't want the violence and she didn't want to loose him if something were to happen.

He frowned, "Nikita, do not lie to me," she flinched at the harshness of his voice. "Do you two have something going on?" he inquired with another question. She looked at him with surprise.

"Tyson! Don't accuse me of such," she snapped at him, "and I've only talked him like once or twice. Someone told him of me, so now he is kinda watching me I guess," she answered with a slight shrug. Tyson shook his head and glared. Hilary sighed and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Please Ty, I don't want you to get into a fight for my safety with him. I'm sick of seeing what comes out of it! Innocent! Look what happened to my closest family! I hate it, Ty!" her will finally broke and tears fell from her copper eyes. Hilary got up and embraced her, trying to calm the young woman.

Her tears were silent but her body shook, fighting to hold back her pain and anger, "Kiki…" Hilary shushed her as she ran her hand through the younger girl's hair. Tyson gaze softened.

"Nikita… Kai is not someone you want near you. He… isn't exactly of anything good…" Tyson said, struggling to find the words to describe the Gang leader. "He isn't exactly… human."

Nikita raised her head as she scowled and wiped away her tears, "What do you mean?" she asked hoarsely as she sniffled here and there.

"It's not my place to say. Only few know… I think there are 2 others similar to him also," he shrugged. Hilary gave the younger woman one last hug before she returned to her seat. "Just promise me you will avoid him."

Nikita frowned but nodded. She'd do the best she could but he appeared randomly, and like her cousin said he was inhuman in a way. "Can you give me a ride back my apartment?" she asked as she finished up her food.

"Yeah, will leave her in a bit," he said as he finished up and then left to his office for a minute. He came back with something in his right hand, "Here, take this. Grandmother gave to me," she held out her palm as he dropped a thin necklace into her hand. On the necklace was a little charm of a coppery red feather a little less than an inch long.

"What's this for?" She asked as she inspected the finely detailed feather. He smiled and helped her put it on.

"Grandmother said it would ward off evils and nightmares. So far it has done well for me, but I think you may need it more than me," he said as he gave her a light kiss on the forehead. Nikita made a face and he laughed at her, "Alright, let's go," he led her out to his bike. But unaware to him Nikita doubt the little charm would ward off Kai, because she knew that was why he gave it to her. Something told her otherwise about the beautiful piece of jewelry.