DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. THIS IS JUST A FAN-MADE STORY!
A week passed, and Tsukino had barely recuperated. She was far too shattered, far too crushed, to rise once more. Her usual cheerfulness was extinguished entirely and replaced by a constant look of sadness on her face. She often cried, and rarely spoke to anyone, keeping to herself and trying to sleep in order to block out her thoughts. Despite being a person who adored food, she barely ate a thing these days, and refused to even do something fun. She had changed so much, too much, it was like she was a totally different person.
"You can't keep going on like this, you're torturing yourself and running away from the situation!" her older sister told her one day, watching as Tsukino sat crying on her bed.
"I don't want to live anymore! I want to get away, to just die, it's pointless to live now! I can't take it anymore! I just can't!" Tsukino cried.
That afternoon, she decided to go for a walk to try and refresh her deadened senses. The sun was starting to set, and the air was getting chilly. Tsukino left her house and trudged along the busy streets, tears often cascading down her cheeks. She walked on, with only one destination in mind. It was an important place to go. It was her final destination.
Her face set, she quickened her pace, determined and fully prepared. She hurried along the path which led to the cliffs and began to climb the steep hill, listening to the silence. It was as though she had entered a new world, plunged into a new dimension, into a world where nobody lived. Only the chirping of a few tired birds could be heard, nothing more.
The cliffs were 35 metres high from the ground, beneath which were fields, and further away, cities and towns. Amongst them, the tiny specks which were windows were already starting to glow with their man-made lights.
Tsukino broke into a run, desperate to arrive before she could have a change of mind. Finally, the top appeared, and she stood facing the enormous view, below which was a heart-stopping height.
She sucked in a deep breath and placed a tentative foot at the very edge. The high winds blew back her hair, which fanned gracefully behind her. She looked like a mysterious being, a hero standing mightily above all, like a special someone whom people would gawk at while she purposefully ignored them.
Is this a victory? Or, is it defeat? She asked herself, gazing down at the tempting ground beneath her.
Suddenly, she thought: But what about my family? I'll kill them with worry! I already am and this would only make it worse! I'll end up sending them to the grave! It's not fair!
With a sudden jolt, she jumped back, only to slip and crash forward, grabbing desperately at the brambles to stop herself from falling further. The ground swayed beneath her dangling feet, and she screamed in panic, knowing that this could be her final moment.
She held on to the brambles, hardly bearing their harsh stabs of pain on her hands which refused to let go, even though it throbbed like a raging fire.
What have I done? She thought panickedely.
With an inhuman force, provided by the rush of adrenaline, she pulled her body up and threw herself forward, heaving herself back onto the steady ground. When she finally stood, she ran down the cliffs, slumped beside a giant fir tree and broke down into terrified sobs, feeling like a complete idiot, a failure who had done the stupidest thing possible. She cried for a solid 10 minutes, until she managed to calm down.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm doing this. But I swear, I will NOT try to kill myself ever ever ever again, never! She inwardly yelled.
Getting back onto her feet, she made her way back home, feeling that this experience would remain with her until her dying day.