The other prologue I did sucked so I'm re-writing it. I hope it's better than the other one. The other one sorta seemed like a monologue to me.

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WOLF OF THE SHADOWS.

PROLOGUE.

Galux Phoenix.

Taking her helmet off she dismounted her black motorbike. She looked at it; shining in all its sleek and black glory. A white logo was painted on both sides. If was a picture of two long handled and long bladed scythes crossed over each other. She walked up the path towards her apartment block, from the car park. Her brown hair swayed in the gentle wind as she opened her letter box to reveal a letter in a fine, white paper. He eyebrows shot straight up, so high they almost blended in with her hair. She peeled back the seal as she climbed the few sets of stairs to her apartment. Her eyebrows frowned in annoyance.

Dear Catherine,
I hope this reaches you in good health. Sarah and Kai informed me of your departure those two years ago. I looked so long and hard for your new location with very little success that I almost gave up. Almost. I see that my persistence paid off. I wanted you to know of a Young Adults Tournaments taking place in three week. I would like you to compete in it, as you have great skills with a bey blade. I have enclosed all the information that you would need; I really do hope that you will show the world your skills once again. Are you willing to visit us once more? Don't fail to grant an old man the happiness of seeing one of his best pupils wipe the floor clean with her opponents.

Sincerely,
Stanley Dickinson.

Catherine smirked. 'How he ever manages to track me down is a wonder.' She thought shaking her head slightly. "I guess I might as well." She shrugged her shoulders. Turing the key, she opened the door to her apartment. The plush carpet muffled her footsteps as she walked into her bedroom. Taking off her black leather jacket her attire was revealed. Black. Was the perfect word for it. Black tight fitting t-shirt; black jeans; black fingerless gloves and black sunglasses.

She stood there for a few moments in silence then she finally spoke up, "I guess Catherine Rose Stevenson will be coming out of the shadows again for a while at least."

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On the other side of town, more of the world class bladers got a similar message.

Kai sighed and opened his letter box. His eyebrows went up slightly; it was usually completely empty, bar a few bills and such, this time sat a letter in fine, white paper. He opened in with slightest of enthusiasm racing through his mind.

Dear Kai,
I hope you are well. I wrote this to you in hope that you might accept my offer of competing in a Young Adults Tournament which is to be held in about three weeks. I am expecting that you will compete, I know a few of the other might be; including Tyson, who is certain to compete. (Kai stiffened at the sight of that name.) I thought that might get you interested. I will see you there, Kai. I am certain that your fans would be disappointed if you did not show up. And I know someone else you might just want to have a talking to.

Good Day,
Stanley Dickinson.

Kai almost growled under his breath. 'If Tyson was going to enter this stupid tournament then so am I.' He thought stubbornly. 'And I am going to win it.'

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"Sarah!!" a voice yelled down a long hall, it rebounded off the wooden walls to reach a young woman in her late teens training up her bit beast.

"What?!" she yelled back, recalling her bey blade silently.

"You've got mail!" the voice answered the yell; Sarah turned on her heel and strode out the training room door.

"One sec!" Sarah called striding towards the sound.

Upon reaching the bearer of mail, she was handed an envelope. Sarah noticed at once it was of fine, white paper, the paper that only one person she new used; Mr Dickinson. 'What could he want with me?' she pondered silently.

"Thanks Laura." Sarah thanked the girl softly.

"Are you just going to stand there and stare at that?" Laura enquired tapping one foot impatiently.

"Huh? Umm, yeah. . . " She peeled back the envelopes seal and took a letter out. Another slip of paper fell out from the envelope into Sarah's hand. "Hey, this is also addressed to you Laura." Sarah showed her long time friend the piece of paper briefly before reading it aloud.

Sarah read the letter aloud.

"Dear Sarah and Laura,
I thought that you two might like to know about a tournament that's being placed in a few weeks. I hope that the pair of you can compete. Everything you need to know is enclosed, I dearly hope that both of you will be able to make it to this grand event. Please, if you could send your reply back to my office. I look forward to seeing you both in action once again.

Good Bye,
Stanley Dickinson."

"That is so cool!" Laura exclaimed. "I can't wait to see if Tyson is coming!"

Sarah rolled her eyes, "Are you still going out with that dweeb?"

"He's NOT a dweeb! And yes I am." Laura huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"If you say so," Sarah muttered returning to her training.

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"RAY!!!" Mariah called out to her Chinese and cat like boyfriend, who was still asleep.

"Ten more minutes Mummy?" her murmured in his sleep, turning over. Mariah's eyes widened and her eyebrows rose.

"You have been hanging around with Tyson for WAAAAY to long." She muttered getting off their bed and walking into the adjacent bathroom. Returning a few moments later with a large cup filled to the top with ice-cold water. Standing over Ray's sleeping form, she emptied the cup's contents all over his head. Taking a fast step back from the bed as Ray sat straight up, droplets of water falling off the tips of his bangs. Mariah giggled as he shook his head like a wet puppy dog. His daggy grey top was soaked through and there were droplets of water of his blue boxers.

"Mariah," he said in a warning tone that was dangerously calm. "What was that for?"

"You wouldn't wake up. I afraid you would turn into Tyson!" she said placing her hands on her hips.

"That bad?" he asked innocently.

"That bad." She confirmed, "Oh yeah this came in the mail," she handed him an envelope of fine white paper.

"Thanks, KittyKat." He replied teasingly.

"Your welcome, Tigerboy," she replied just as teasingly. He opened the envelope as she sat down next to him resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arm around his waist.

"Dear Ray,
How are you? Good, I hope. I know it has been a while since we spoke last, but I was hoping that you could do me a favour. There is a beyblade tournament coming up shortly, and I was hoping you and Mariah would enter it. I think you might be surprised at some of the others who might enter. I would gladly wish to see you there.

Sincerely,
Stanley Dickinson," Ray read out loud to his pink haired girlfriend.

"Well. Do you want to enter, babe?" she asked his taking the letter out of his hands.

"Of course. I wonder what surprises Mr D has in store for us." He pondered aloud.

"I'm betting they'll be good ones," she whispered in his ear, placing a soft kiss onto his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

He spun around to face her. "I'm sure they are. As sure as the fact that I'm in love with you." He whispered in her ear. She giggled and placed a feather light kiss on his lips. Ray leaned in and deepened the kiss, pushing her back slightly.

"And I love you just as much, Ray." She whispered before kissing him again.

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Catherine flopped onto her bed. She lay on her back, arms outstretched not even reaching the edges of the king sized bed. "I wonder. . . " she muttered softly.

You wonder about what? a female voice inside her head asked her.

"I was wondering if Kai would be at this beyblade tournament Mr D invited me to, Lupae. What's your opinion?" she asked her bit beast.

I think you should stop thinking so hard. I don't know why you are so wrapped up about this guy. Lupae muttered to her master.

"Well-" Catherine started, but a large tan and black dog leaped up onto her chest knocking the wind out of her, "Shadow." She said warningly, as she stroked her dog's thick coat.

"Why does she only listen to you, Cath?" a voice enquired from her doorway.

" 'Cause she loves me more Dani." To her room-mate and good friend Catherine replied calmly.

"Well, she is your dog, so I can expect no less from something that was raised by you." Dani replied in a mutter as she went into her room.

"Lupae, do you think Shadow is small for a German Shepherd?" Catherine wondered some more.

No! Lupae snapped mentally. Catherine smiled at her bit-beast's reaction.

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