Title: The Black Vixen
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters. But I do own my made up characters.
Warning: this is the sequel to my other story, Cinderella Story, so unless you want to be seriously confused please read the other story first. Now with that over and done with, let's move on
Chapter one: 3 years.
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It's been 3 years since The Majestics left China, with their new team member, Kimberly McGregor, Johnny's little sister also known as the Black Vixen because of her outfit for battle which had been given to her on the night that she had been let out of hospital after a car crash.
Now her blading skills were the best she could get them and she was content, she seemed to be as happy as ever, but she wasn't. Kim still had the strongest of feelings for Rei, she hadn't seen him at all face to face since the day he'd seen her at the airport to say one last goodbye, him and Kim had almost kissed but she had shoved him away and run off crying. Now she wished she hadn't but still, what had happen had happened.
At this moment in time she was sitting in her bedroom on her bed writing poetry while the song Siren played in the background.
She finished writing and read over her poem.
'I could slit my wrists, and die
I could fall to the ground and cry
I could scream until I had no breath to call my own.
I could stay here and be all alone.
The music cuts into my brain.
That is all that keeps my sane.
But one thought stands alone.
Hidden in the forbidden zone.
An emotion, I hate it so.
I pray and wish that it would go.
It's love, that's not been getting any back.
It's not been moving forwards on loves track.
I need to escape I need to run.
It's not this end, it's just begun.
Life, it's ruined me.
But I keep it hidden so no one can see.'
She sighed how could her poems be so morbid to start off with then turn into something so calm and emotional? Oh well it's a question with no answer. Life was like that, full of questions.
Why had Rei left her? Why had her brother suddenly got a change of heart? Why wasn't Oliver trying to get her back, even after 3 years of her being single? Why did everyone expect her to be one of the best? Why did everyone expect her to be cold and unsocial?
She shrugged again as the questions flicked into her mind, she hadn't found an answer in 3 years, she doubted she find one now.
Someone knocked on her door. "Come in" she called, Oliver walked in smiling, his usual form of clothing had changed over the course of 3 years, he now wore a green t-shirt and tight black jeans with black trainers, but he still had his blue hat, but at that moment he wasn't wearing his hat and his green hair was messy, she guessed that he had been painting.
"Yes Oliver?" she asked politely, closing her poem book.
"Johnny says he's about to have a Tennis match against Enrique, would you like to watch?" Oliver asked. Kim smiled and nodded, it was fun to watch her brother mop the floor with Enrique's flirtatious ass, she got off of her bed, putting the book on her bed side table, the pen placed delicately onto it, she quickly put on her shoes and walked to the door, Oliver held it open for her, she bowed slightly and walked out.
"Thanks Oliver, are you going to watch?" she asked politely, Oliver nodded and quickly rushed to his room, emerging a few seconds later with his hair looking neat and his hat on. Kim rolled her eyes and began walking downstairs, Oliver walking beside her.
They went out into the garden, walking past the perfectly kept flowers and mowed lawn. Stepping on the carefully placed stepping-stones. They came up to the tennis courts. Johnny was standing in his outfit of normal baggy jeans, black t-shirt and a dark blue shirt over it, and black trainers, the only item of clothing that he hadn't changed was his bandana. Enrique looked pretty much the same, he still had his small vest and his yellow t- shirt, but he had jeans and white trainers, his hair was normal and he was smiling as he saw Oliver and Kim approaching.
"So Kimberly did decide to watch me trounce Enrique" Johnny said smiling as he got his Tennis racket out of his sports bag that had the symbol of the Majestics on.
"More like she came to admire me!" Enrique replied getting his own racket out of a bag similar to Johnny's
"More like I came to watch you both make ass's of your-selves" she told them as she sat down on one of the benches, smirking. Both boys pretended to look hurt then smiled.
"How about we prove her wrong then Enrique?" Johnny asked. Enrique nodded. In the last three years the team had become better friends than before and they were always joking about with each other, it hadn't gone so smoothly at the beginning, but because of Kim's lung condition they had learnt to work together as a team.
Robert was sitting, or lounging, on a bench right by the courts. Even his style of clothing had changed, he now war a white t-shirt and dark purple jeans, and white trainers, his large shoulder pads had been thrown out by Kim earlier that year when she had insisted that the boys needed to change their appearances if she was to be seen with them.
Johnny and Enrique began to play, Johnny making comments every time Enrique missed the ball, followed by Enrique glaring or muttering something in Italian under his breath, which Kim had to yell at him to 'Not say that about her brother'.
In the course of being home schooled for the past three years, added to her Beyblade training, she had learnt how to speak: Italian, French, German and Japanese, which of course was her choice.
By the time the match was over, Johnny had of course beaten Enrique, who hadn't even scored one against the Scottish pro tennis player.
Kim cheered for her brother, as Oliver went over to laugh at Enrique, or with as they liked to put it. Robert just rolled his eyes, wondering why Enrique even agreed to play when he knew he would lose badly?
Kim shook her head when Robert asked her that question for the 10th time that month alone.
"Robert quit asking me, ask Enrique" she told him, as she usually did.
Kim went back into the huge house that was nearly a mansion but they considered it a house. She walked into the kitchen and poured herself some diet cola, before sitting on the table, like any normal 16 year old that was going on 17 would do. She sipping her cola, watching the boys walk in, Oliver asked her if she was all right and she nodded. It was normal for her to just sit and think about things, she lived in a house full of boys, yet she remained to stay completely untomboyish.
Oliver shrugged and left the kitchen to either go watch some TV or to go paint some more.
There was a knock at the door, Kim went to go answer it, even though she hadn't been a servant to her brother for 3 years and a bit it was 2nd nature.
"hello?" she asked, as a girl with very short brown hair who was all dressed in blue, stood at the door.
"Oh, hello is Enrique here?" the girl asked, Kim rolled her eyes, and nodded, before turning around and yelling
"Enrique!"
He came running to the door, skidding slightly, before Kim stepped out of the way muttering in Italian.
"this is the 10th girl this week, slow down a bit"
he smirked and began talking to the girl, while leaning against the doorframe, like any guy who was trying to look cute would.
Even Kim had to admit he did look a lot cuter than he had 3 years ago, he was 17 so he had matured completely..well almost, he still acted the way he had when he had been 14, he flirted with every girl in sight, unless he was already with a girl. At least now he didn't two-time the girls.
Kim walked into the living room, to find her brother lounging on the sofa watching TV while drinking what was either some sort of alcohol or a cola. Kim rolled her eyes.
"What the hell are you watching?" she asked as she sat down, it looked like some thing stupid.
"Does It matter?, your going to leave me alone" he said, she rolled her eyes and stuck up her middle finger. He glared, then rolled his eyes muttering something under his breath.
"What was that Johnny-boy? I didn't hear you" she said in a sarcastic tone.
Robert walked into the living room, having heard the argument, he decided he'd have to referee it.
Kim smiled, she loved it when Robert walked in, it meant that Johnny would actually start up a fight. But for some reason Johnny didn't, he was staring at the TV with amazement. Kim followed his gaze, she smiled.
"great!"
"How?" both Johnny and Robert asked.
There was going to be a tournament, a beyblading tournament, a European one no less. This was perfect, it had been a year since there had been a proper tournament this seemed to be the best timing for one as well, Kim had just beaten her own record of beating her brother in a practice run. She had knocked him out of the dish in a matter of a minute, it was better than anything the boys could do, but then again, her blade was a fire fox and it moved a swiftly as anyone would even dream.
"So let me guess, we're entering?" Robert asked.
"You guys haven't turned chicken on me have you?" Kim asked in a sneering tone. Robert glared, Kim walked into the hallway, seeing that Enrique was still there, she tapped his shoulder.
"Hey Enrique, leave your little girlfriend for a few seconds, we're in need of a team meeting" Kim told him, he glared.
"can't we wait? For ya know a day or so?" he asked. "Nope, we're entering a tournament, so say goodbye and get you're ass into the living room" she told him, before she stuck her tongue out at him and run up to Oliver's room and knocked on the door.
Oliver answered the door.
"Yes?"
Kim smiled, "Oliver we're having a team meeting, would you mind coming downstairs?" she was always polite with Oliver, mainly because he was polite with her. Sometimes she acted normal around him, but that was only when they were on their own and she felt slightly depressed.
She walked downstairs as Oliver packed away his drawing stuff. She was smiling, this was her chance to get out of the house and have fun while beating a load of kids who didn't know the right end of the rip cord.
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There, the beginning, the other chapters probably won't be as long as this, this just is because I have the time to write one this long and it's explaining a lot so enjoy and R+R
~*~Phoenix147~*~
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters. But I do own my made up characters.
Warning: this is the sequel to my other story, Cinderella Story, so unless you want to be seriously confused please read the other story first. Now with that over and done with, let's move on
Chapter one: 3 years.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It's been 3 years since The Majestics left China, with their new team member, Kimberly McGregor, Johnny's little sister also known as the Black Vixen because of her outfit for battle which had been given to her on the night that she had been let out of hospital after a car crash.
Now her blading skills were the best she could get them and she was content, she seemed to be as happy as ever, but she wasn't. Kim still had the strongest of feelings for Rei, she hadn't seen him at all face to face since the day he'd seen her at the airport to say one last goodbye, him and Kim had almost kissed but she had shoved him away and run off crying. Now she wished she hadn't but still, what had happen had happened.
At this moment in time she was sitting in her bedroom on her bed writing poetry while the song Siren played in the background.
She finished writing and read over her poem.
'I could slit my wrists, and die
I could fall to the ground and cry
I could scream until I had no breath to call my own.
I could stay here and be all alone.
The music cuts into my brain.
That is all that keeps my sane.
But one thought stands alone.
Hidden in the forbidden zone.
An emotion, I hate it so.
I pray and wish that it would go.
It's love, that's not been getting any back.
It's not been moving forwards on loves track.
I need to escape I need to run.
It's not this end, it's just begun.
Life, it's ruined me.
But I keep it hidden so no one can see.'
She sighed how could her poems be so morbid to start off with then turn into something so calm and emotional? Oh well it's a question with no answer. Life was like that, full of questions.
Why had Rei left her? Why had her brother suddenly got a change of heart? Why wasn't Oliver trying to get her back, even after 3 years of her being single? Why did everyone expect her to be one of the best? Why did everyone expect her to be cold and unsocial?
She shrugged again as the questions flicked into her mind, she hadn't found an answer in 3 years, she doubted she find one now.
Someone knocked on her door. "Come in" she called, Oliver walked in smiling, his usual form of clothing had changed over the course of 3 years, he now wore a green t-shirt and tight black jeans with black trainers, but he still had his blue hat, but at that moment he wasn't wearing his hat and his green hair was messy, she guessed that he had been painting.
"Yes Oliver?" she asked politely, closing her poem book.
"Johnny says he's about to have a Tennis match against Enrique, would you like to watch?" Oliver asked. Kim smiled and nodded, it was fun to watch her brother mop the floor with Enrique's flirtatious ass, she got off of her bed, putting the book on her bed side table, the pen placed delicately onto it, she quickly put on her shoes and walked to the door, Oliver held it open for her, she bowed slightly and walked out.
"Thanks Oliver, are you going to watch?" she asked politely, Oliver nodded and quickly rushed to his room, emerging a few seconds later with his hair looking neat and his hat on. Kim rolled her eyes and began walking downstairs, Oliver walking beside her.
They went out into the garden, walking past the perfectly kept flowers and mowed lawn. Stepping on the carefully placed stepping-stones. They came up to the tennis courts. Johnny was standing in his outfit of normal baggy jeans, black t-shirt and a dark blue shirt over it, and black trainers, the only item of clothing that he hadn't changed was his bandana. Enrique looked pretty much the same, he still had his small vest and his yellow t- shirt, but he had jeans and white trainers, his hair was normal and he was smiling as he saw Oliver and Kim approaching.
"So Kimberly did decide to watch me trounce Enrique" Johnny said smiling as he got his Tennis racket out of his sports bag that had the symbol of the Majestics on.
"More like she came to admire me!" Enrique replied getting his own racket out of a bag similar to Johnny's
"More like I came to watch you both make ass's of your-selves" she told them as she sat down on one of the benches, smirking. Both boys pretended to look hurt then smiled.
"How about we prove her wrong then Enrique?" Johnny asked. Enrique nodded. In the last three years the team had become better friends than before and they were always joking about with each other, it hadn't gone so smoothly at the beginning, but because of Kim's lung condition they had learnt to work together as a team.
Robert was sitting, or lounging, on a bench right by the courts. Even his style of clothing had changed, he now war a white t-shirt and dark purple jeans, and white trainers, his large shoulder pads had been thrown out by Kim earlier that year when she had insisted that the boys needed to change their appearances if she was to be seen with them.
Johnny and Enrique began to play, Johnny making comments every time Enrique missed the ball, followed by Enrique glaring or muttering something in Italian under his breath, which Kim had to yell at him to 'Not say that about her brother'.
In the course of being home schooled for the past three years, added to her Beyblade training, she had learnt how to speak: Italian, French, German and Japanese, which of course was her choice.
By the time the match was over, Johnny had of course beaten Enrique, who hadn't even scored one against the Scottish pro tennis player.
Kim cheered for her brother, as Oliver went over to laugh at Enrique, or with as they liked to put it. Robert just rolled his eyes, wondering why Enrique even agreed to play when he knew he would lose badly?
Kim shook her head when Robert asked her that question for the 10th time that month alone.
"Robert quit asking me, ask Enrique" she told him, as she usually did.
Kim went back into the huge house that was nearly a mansion but they considered it a house. She walked into the kitchen and poured herself some diet cola, before sitting on the table, like any normal 16 year old that was going on 17 would do. She sipping her cola, watching the boys walk in, Oliver asked her if she was all right and she nodded. It was normal for her to just sit and think about things, she lived in a house full of boys, yet she remained to stay completely untomboyish.
Oliver shrugged and left the kitchen to either go watch some TV or to go paint some more.
There was a knock at the door, Kim went to go answer it, even though she hadn't been a servant to her brother for 3 years and a bit it was 2nd nature.
"hello?" she asked, as a girl with very short brown hair who was all dressed in blue, stood at the door.
"Oh, hello is Enrique here?" the girl asked, Kim rolled her eyes, and nodded, before turning around and yelling
"Enrique!"
He came running to the door, skidding slightly, before Kim stepped out of the way muttering in Italian.
"this is the 10th girl this week, slow down a bit"
he smirked and began talking to the girl, while leaning against the doorframe, like any guy who was trying to look cute would.
Even Kim had to admit he did look a lot cuter than he had 3 years ago, he was 17 so he had matured completely..well almost, he still acted the way he had when he had been 14, he flirted with every girl in sight, unless he was already with a girl. At least now he didn't two-time the girls.
Kim walked into the living room, to find her brother lounging on the sofa watching TV while drinking what was either some sort of alcohol or a cola. Kim rolled her eyes.
"What the hell are you watching?" she asked as she sat down, it looked like some thing stupid.
"Does It matter?, your going to leave me alone" he said, she rolled her eyes and stuck up her middle finger. He glared, then rolled his eyes muttering something under his breath.
"What was that Johnny-boy? I didn't hear you" she said in a sarcastic tone.
Robert walked into the living room, having heard the argument, he decided he'd have to referee it.
Kim smiled, she loved it when Robert walked in, it meant that Johnny would actually start up a fight. But for some reason Johnny didn't, he was staring at the TV with amazement. Kim followed his gaze, she smiled.
"great!"
"How?" both Johnny and Robert asked.
There was going to be a tournament, a beyblading tournament, a European one no less. This was perfect, it had been a year since there had been a proper tournament this seemed to be the best timing for one as well, Kim had just beaten her own record of beating her brother in a practice run. She had knocked him out of the dish in a matter of a minute, it was better than anything the boys could do, but then again, her blade was a fire fox and it moved a swiftly as anyone would even dream.
"So let me guess, we're entering?" Robert asked.
"You guys haven't turned chicken on me have you?" Kim asked in a sneering tone. Robert glared, Kim walked into the hallway, seeing that Enrique was still there, she tapped his shoulder.
"Hey Enrique, leave your little girlfriend for a few seconds, we're in need of a team meeting" Kim told him, he glared.
"can't we wait? For ya know a day or so?" he asked. "Nope, we're entering a tournament, so say goodbye and get you're ass into the living room" she told him, before she stuck her tongue out at him and run up to Oliver's room and knocked on the door.
Oliver answered the door.
"Yes?"
Kim smiled, "Oliver we're having a team meeting, would you mind coming downstairs?" she was always polite with Oliver, mainly because he was polite with her. Sometimes she acted normal around him, but that was only when they were on their own and she felt slightly depressed.
She walked downstairs as Oliver packed away his drawing stuff. She was smiling, this was her chance to get out of the house and have fun while beating a load of kids who didn't know the right end of the rip cord.
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There, the beginning, the other chapters probably won't be as long as this, this just is because I have the time to write one this long and it's explaining a lot so enjoy and R+R
~*~Phoenix147~*~