Disclaimer: I dont own beyblades or its characters. i own Omen, Zane, Kyata, Trixie, Shana, the teachers, the students, the school, the cops and EVERYTHING else that is in no way Beyblade related.
Hey all. First up i
just wanna say that i dont like harsh critics, they make me depressed
and feel like giving up writing. Second, i write my story my way so
dont tell me to focus more on the bladebreakers and not on the OC's
like Omen and Zane. Hellooo!! They are main characters!! MOST of you
peeps don't need to read this, why? BECAUSE YOU ARE SO FREAKING
AWESOME!! lol. yea... I'm a little confused today. I dunno whether
I'm depressed or happy or mad. So sorry!!! Anyway, I hope you
like!!
I want to say thanks to Emily for giving me a GREAT tip!
. And to Kailey for pressuring me to update...
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Previously...
"SILENCE!" He shouted. "Be quiet all of you! Omen! Get your a-... BEHIND into the principals office!"
Omen bowed courteously. "Yes ma'am."
The class laughed again as Omen stood up and walked down the aisle to get his bag. Nelson leant against his desk at the front, rubbing his brow in frustration and muttering something about bringing back the cain. Omen felt the looks of admiration from the students and smirked. The students turned their attention back to Nelson. Kyata, who was still on her feet looked at Omen greatfully as he walked up past her.
"Thank you." She whispered.
Omen winked at her. Kyata blushed as he walked past then suddenly she felt his hand smack her bottom. She gasped and looked back at him as he walked back past her with his bag over his shoulder.
"See you around." He whispered as he passed.
Zane fought to keep his laughter under control and Kyata's face turned cherry red when Omen shot her one more look before leaving the classroom.
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Now...
Zane and Omen sat on the bank of the creek, watching ducks swim between the reeds and dragonflies sip at the sparkling calm clear water. The creek snaked through the whole city but it was most beautiful here, were it was surrounded by a tree filled park and filled with water lillies and reeds. An old slide and a pair of broken swings rested near by, home to spiders who were building their nests in the joints. The grass was short, soft and healthy emerald green, a few dandelions popping up in some places. Omen pulled individual blades of grass out of the ground and let them float away in the wind. It was almost half three and Omen was supposed to be in detention for his little show-down with Mr Nelson. Zane was also thinking about it.
"So... you fall for the little emo girls huh?"
Zane smirked and looked over to Omen who was dropping grass blades into the river and watching how fast they flowed away. He glanced at Zane and smirked.
"Perhaps..."
Zane laughed. "So, the cold blooded murderer has fallen in love with the sweet little rejected emo girl? Doesn't it just make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? You're not gonna be getting soft on us are you?"
"Fuck no. In fact if you keep going on with that lovey-dovey crap, you'll be my next victim."
"Even I know that's an empty threat mate." Zane laughed lying back on the grass.
"You never know," Omen replied with a smile. "I've killed for less."
"Yeah but have you ever killed a friend?"
"Hmm... no. Shut up!"
"Ha ha! Point proven! I win yet again... Please don't hurt me!"
Omen smiled and punched Zane's leg. Zane swore and held his leg, both laughing and groaning in pain.
"You ass! You corked my leg!"
"Now who's the winner bitch?!" Omen yelled triumphantly, and laughing evilly.
He suddenly felt the Bug tweak painfully in his chest. He looked at his watch and his smiled instantly evaporated.
"I have to go." He said standing up. "See you tomorrow."
"You maim me then ditch me?! Thanks! You're such a good friend!"
"I know. Later!"
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Kai and Tala walked into their training field miserably. It was now four in the afternoon and they had spent the last hour sprinting all over town, searching for Bryan and Spencer. It was like they had completely disappeared. They stood twenty feet from each other and took up their fighting positions.
"One hour of sparring then we'll go for another run." Kai called. "After that I'm going home. We'll end up killing ourselves if we don't stop."
"That's fine with me!" Tala called over.
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Max sat at the desk in his bedroom, staring at the photo of him and Shana he had pinned to his wall. They were both at the fair with the ferris wheel in the background. Those were happier days. Before the camp, before Kenny's death, before Omen. In the photo, he and Shana were both licking vanilla ice-creams and laughing happily. It was the perfect photo. Their two faces took up half of the image and the ferris wheel arched over their heads, a soft blue sky behind them. Max smiled at it then he was suddenly hit with a wave of dread. What if Omen attacked Shana? What if he killed her? He wouldn't... would he?
Max almost punched himself. Of course he'd kill her! He killed Kenny! And what did he do when that happened? He laughed. Omen laughed as Kenny died. Max felt a lump of emotion in his throat as his eyes drifted to the photo of all of them. Himself, Tyson, Daichi, Ray, Hilary, Kai and Kenny. It was tacked right above him and Shana. Max felt a tear at his eye, and mentally cursed himself for being so weak. What he didn't know was that all of them, even Kai, had cried alone over Kenny's death at least once, some time in the past month. There was a soft tapping at the door and Max scrubbed his eyes with the sleeve of his black long-sleeved shirt.
"Who is it?"
"Its just me." His dad called. "We're having noodles for dinner. That alright with you?"
"Sure." Max called out half-heartedly.
"You alright Max?"
He heard the door open.
"Yes." Max replied.
Mr Tate walked into the dark room and stepped over the clothes strewn across the floor. Until The End by Breaking Benjamin was playing quietly on Max's stereo and the only light in the room was coming from his green lava lamp on the bedside table next to his double bed. Beside it was a digital clock, the time flashing 7:47 pm.
"You're usually over the moon when I cook noodles." Mr Tate said. "Is some thing wrong?"
"No." Max replied dully. "Um... Dad? What do you do if you need to tell some one something but if you do some one you love will get hurt?"
Mr Tate stared at his son's back for a moment. Max didn't turn to look at him.
"I don't know Maxy. I suppose I'd do everything within my power to make sure the person I loved was safe. That'd be all that matters."
"But what if you know that if you don't tell, other people will get hurt?"
Mr Tate stopped again. "What are we talking about Max? What aren't you telling me?"
"Nothing dad. Never mind."
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Omen panted and punched at the solid log in place of a punching bag for at least the billionth time. It was now seven at night and he had been training since four. Boris was watching form the side lines, a remote for the Bug in his hands. Omen clenched his teeth and punched the wood again and again. His knuckled were raw and bloody, leaving crimson marks on the log. They were in a training room, which was only five by five metres big with numerous exercise devices with little to no protection on them. It was more like a torture chamber. Metal shackles were secured tightly around Omen's ankles to ensure he didn't try to attack Boris.
'Too bad,' Omen thought, 'The first thing I'd do is snap his neck before he could push a single button on that fucking remote.'
"Hurry up Omen. You're getting slower." Boris called.
"Oh I wonder why?" Omen said coldly whilst panting. "Maybe because I have been doing this for two hours straight? Oh yeah, of course that was after you made me run on that treadmill at top speed for an hour. Why don't you try doing all this some time? Oh no I forgot, you'd have a fucking heart attack if you even tried! You know that the teachers will start thinking I'm being abused if I go there all tired and injured every single day."
"That's a chance I am willing to take." Boris replied smugly. "Besides. Don't you think I would have thought of that already? Two of my agents are standing by to play the part of your ever so loving parents and since you're never home, they can tell who ever goes to inspect the place that you are always sneaking out at night and getting into all sorts of fights. If anyone ever does come to inspect your fake living conditions however, you will be punished and harshly."
"Why the fuck will I be punished!?" Omen asked, stopping his attack on the wood.
"Because that means you have shown weakness at school. If the teachers can see that weakness then Kai and Tala can see it. All they will have to do is wait for you to fall asleep and they'll kill you. I know them. They are ruthless killers when aroused and will not hesitate to kill you when they get the chance. Especially considering you killed their little nerdy friend and attacked the others. So if you appear weak at school and I just happen to find out, I will make sure you wont be able to even move without feeling excruciating pain for at least a week."
Omen fought to control his rage and punched at the log to release his anger. He didn't even notice the blood running from his fist.
"You don't like being out of control do you Omen?" Boris said nastily. "You don't like feeling pain all the time. Oh how things have changed."
"Shut up." Omen said angrily.
"How does it feel to be taking orders from me Omen?" Boris continued with malevolent amusement. "I'll bet you'd like to kill me wouldn't you?"
Omen remained silent but stopped punching the log again.
"Of course you do. Because you're a killer. Well guess what kiddo. You are mine to command. You have no free will and you own nothing. Your life belongs to me. I saved it and I can quite easily take it away."
'Oh soon Boris...' Omen thought, 'Soon... you will regret every word. My plan is already set in motion. It's just a waiting game now.'
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Trixie stepped out of her front door the next morning at seven-thirty, breathing in the fresh crisp air of a new day. It was cool for a summer morning though it wasn't unexpected considering March and Autumn were only two weeks away. She dusted off her black singlet and knee length black shorts before running down the drive to where Hilary was waiting with Tala and Kai. She hugged Hilary, looped her arm around hers and pulled Hil away, completly ignoring Tala and Kai.
"How are ya girl?"
"I'm okay Trix." Hilary said happily. "I spoke to Max on the phone. He's coming to school today."
"That's cool." Trixie replied. "Do you think that red-eyed ass hole will try anythin' today? Chances are he probably will."
"I prefer to remain optimistic." Hilary stated. "I hope he doesn't. Anyway, how was your date with Devan last night?"
Tala rolled slowly on his skateboard beside Kai. He rolled his eyes.
"You have a new boyfriend Trixie? What happened to the last one? He finally find out you were just another fire breathing harpy?"
Trixie and Hilary kept on talking, as though Tala hadn't even spoken. Tala frowned indignantly.
"Do you get the feeling we have suddenly been forgotten?"
Kai smiled and nodded.
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It was lunch when Hilary, Trixie, Tala and Kai met up again. Shana, Max, Mariah and Ray were all waiting for them at the usual spot.
"I hate geography." Hilary muttered darkly. "Omen wont stop freaking me out. He just appears out of no where and scares the shit out of me."
Kai wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"It's okay. He wont try anything as long as we all stay in the crowds. It's different from last time. He doesn't want to be discovered now for some reason."
"Maybe he wants to just freak us out every chance he gets?" Max offered darkly.
"Hey guys," Mariah said, looking around. "Where is Daichi?"
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Daichi walked through the empty halls quickly, anxious to be back among people.
'Tyson warned me not to walk around by myself,' He thought, 'The sooner I get out of here the better.'
He turned a corner and walked straight into a tall, thin boy, hitting his nose painfully on the boys firmly muscled abs. Daichi stepped back several feet and rubbed his nose ruefully.
"Why don't you watch where you're going stupid head!?" He barked angrily.
He looked up at the boy and froze. Omen glared down at him through the cold, red eyes. No amusement shone on his features, only irritation. Daichi took three more shaky steps backwards.
"What did you say?" Omen asked.
"N-nothing!" Daichi said meekly.
"Hey," Omen took a step towards him, "Don't I know you from some where?"
"No!" Daichi said quickly and hurried past.
But his escape was stopped when Omen grabbed his arm. Daichi looked back fearfully into Omen's smiling face.
"I swear we've met before." He said silkily, "But from where I can't remember. You're friends with Kai and Tyson right? That means you know about the forest. Don't you?"
The murderer noticed the middle-schoolers eyes widen in panic and he knew he was right. Daichi tried to pull away but he felt Omen's grip begin to tighten painfully.
"Hey you two! What's going on?"
Omen and Daichi looked back and saw a plump, male teacher heading towards them. Omen instantly released Daichi and smiled at the teacher.
"Nothing sir. He fell over. I was just making sure he was okay. Isn't that right little buddy?"
Omen looked back at Daichi with a murderous look. Daichi nodded timidly.
"Y-yes. Th-thats right... I'm fine now so, bye!"
Taking his opportunity to escape, Daichi ran away as fast as he could. Omen and the fat teacher, who was a good three inches smaller than the murderer, watched.
"Well, that was very kind of you." The teacher said to Omen. "Now go have your lunch. There's a good boy."
"See you later sir."
Omen walked past the fat man and headed down the halls.
'Damn it.' He thought, 'Stupid fat ass teacher got in the way. Oh well, I'll get the kid next time.'
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Daichi didn't stop running until he reached his group and fell onto his knees beside Tyson. His breath tore at his dry lungs and everyone was instantly beside him.
"What's wrong Daichi?" Tyson asked.
"What happened?" Kai demanded.
Diachi gazed up at Kai through watery eyes. "I ran into Omen. He was gonna hurt me! A teacher came just in time but... but he knows that I was in the forest with you guys!"
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Omen walked into the school library quietly and looked around. It was a very large room filled with rows of catagorised and alphabetised books. A long, mahogany study table which had fifteen chairs on each side and one at each end, was placed between the fiction books and the non-fiction as a border. Another table just as long was in line with it. Four people were at the tables, inluding the pretty emo girl, Kyata Taiko. Omen smirked and walked quietly over to the table. Kyata was reading a book intently. Omen sat on the other side of the table to her and looked at the title. Surrender. She was wrapped in it and didn't even notice when Omen sat down in front of her. He sat back in his chair and stared at her. She didn't notice. Omen brought his foot forward and touched her leg softly with it, rubbing his foot up and down. The moment Kyata felt his boot stroking her jeans she jumped in fright and looked up. He smiled at her.
"Hey there."
Kyata smiled sheepishly, her pale cheeks tinted with a soft rose pink. Kyata felt her heart beat faster. He was so hot. And he was actually talking to her.
"Um, hello Omen."
"What you doing in here?" He asked her softly. "Shouldn't you be outside with your friends?"
Kyata's smiled faded a little. "Well um, you see I don't really have friends."
"Oh, well thats just nasty," Omen said with mock indignity. "I thought we were friends! You sure know how to beak a guys heart. I think I'm going to go cry."
Kyata laughed softly. "You seriously want to be friends with me? Are you crazy?"
"Sure, why not?" Omen replied.
"Why not to what? Being my friend or being crazy?"
"Both." He said simply, getting to his feet. "Come on heart-breaker. Time to emerge from this nerd cave and enter that bright shiney world of flowers and puppy dogs and all that other crap that makes me feel sick to my stomach."
Kyata laughed softly again and completely forgot about her book. Omen smiled.
'Thank you Kyata,' He thought sinisterly, 'Now that I've met you I can kill Hilary. Oh that will be fun.'
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