I do not own Metal Fight Beyblade. All I own are my original characters, Shieka, Kisea, and Haku. You will meet the latter two in this chapter.
Tsubasa laid in bed later that night, eyes closing and opening again restlessly. What a day it had been. Rago attacking, finding out even more things about his past...
Tsubasa rolled over in order to get a better look at those sleeping in the room. Sheika, and Ryuga remained outside in order to guard along with Aguma. Everyone else slept peacefully.
All of a sudden, sounds of footsteps echoed throughout the room, waking nearly everyone up. Tsubasa was surprised; the sound was so faint...Oh yes! They were wolves, so they had a keen sense of hearing.
A green haired girl stepped into the room, and all of the wolves looked at Kyoya, who just starred at the girl before smirking.
"Kisea, you were supposed to be on a mission you idiot." The green-haired youth said nonchalantly, though he went to greet her nonetheless.
'Kisea' snorted, "I finished that already." She smiled when she saw Kyoya's surprised expression. He obviously wasn't expecting her to say that, was he?
"So, this must be our wolf prince." The green haired girl smiled and walked over to Tsubasa, kneeling so she could look into his blinking golden eyes.
"I'm Kisea, one of your loyal knights." She explained, gesturing to a sword similar in craft to Sheika's. She was also wearing similar armor, though it was different in color.
"I appreciate that, then." Tsubasa answered politely, standing up as he spoke.
All of a sudden, Kisea's face turned serious and troubled. Soon, all eyes were on her, waiting for her to speak.
"Rago's minions are headed this way." The girl said softly, surprising all who heard her.
"What do we do?" Kayley asked worriedly, sitting up quickly.
"All we can do. Run and hope we don't run into them." said Sheika, who'd just walked down the steps into the hideout.
Ryuga, who was behind her, snarled slightly. "All we ever do is run."
A blue haired girl, who was standing behind them, laughed sadly. "Better to run and escape death, than to be foolishly hardheaded and meet it."
There was silence in the room. The blue haired girl smiled sadly at Tsubasa, "I'm Haku. Pleased to see you again, Tsubasa. I am Sheika's other sister, and yours as well."
Tsubasa widened his eyes in surprise. So he had more family? "I'm glad to meet you, Haku."
Ryuga snorted, "Sorry to interrupt, but Rago is on the move, remember?"
They all nodded their heads and everyone sat up quickly, rolling up whatever blankets they had and tucking food into their pockets or any other place they could carry it.
When all was ready, they rushed out into the night quickly. It was a race against time, and if they lost this race, it would mean nearly everyone's lives. And everyone who didn't perish, would eventually.
"Try to not press your foot into the ground so much," Haku spoke from her place in front of the others, "it will leave a deeper scent."
They all nodded and tried leaping gracefully like the blue-haired young woman in front of them did. Though they weren't quite graceful, it was affective and Sheika announced their scent wasn't as strong.
"We're almost there," Haku announced, smiling secretively when Tsubasa looked at her questioningly.
Where was...there?
Soon, his question was answered.
"I don't like this." Dynamis muttered under his breath.
Rago turned his head towards his young general. "And why, may I ask, do you not like 'this'?"
The blue-eyed youth sighed and laid his sword down onto the soft grass. "You know how I feel about war, Rago."
The older male sighed as well, "Yes, you were separated from your parents because of one."
Dynamis frowned. "Why do we have to fight these people? They haven't attacked us!"
Rago laughed softly. "You say that, but you don't know our history.
"Don't say that," The silver haired young warrior threatened. "I'm not even from this clan."
Blue eyes flashed with determination. "And one day, I'm going to find my clan."
Rago stood up and scoffed, "Keep saying that."
Dynamis glared at the man scornfully. "Sometimes I wonder why I even go near you."
Long black shook from side to side as Rago laughed heartily. "Maybe it's because I gave you a home?"
Dynamis smiled slightly, but said nothing. To be honest, he couldn't see this place as his home. It was so dark and dreary, and the people were cold and spiteful.
He'd never seen one smile, aside from Rago, on anyone's faces. He couldn't blame them; Rago's rule wasn't exactly the greatest, and the black haired wolf wasn't the kindest either.
But, if he wanted to find his family and his friends, his clan, he needed Rago's help. And so, he became his general in order to gain Rago's respect. He wasn't planning to betray the man, just leave him willingly.
Dynamis sighed, standing up. "This is going to be a long night..."
Sorry for the short chapter... But I have severe nutrition problems and it causes my skin to peel back (yes, I am serious) and I get sore very easily. So, it's slightly hard for me to type.
I'm adding more OCs (there will be male ones, don't worry) because the clan needs to be larger. So! If you have an OC you'd like in this story, feel free to notify me and I will put him or her in this story.
Hurry before the spots fill up!
However my mom is on it and is ordering me pills to help. Until then, sorry if it's not as long as you'd like. Also, Dynamis, yay!
R&R, and no flames or mean reviews. Don't like something? Well, I'm sorry about that, but it's what the story is.