This is only the intro to my one-shot. So let's make this an oxymoron and get on with it.

First, I must give some explanation to the storyline. Sam is short, with bright green eyes and long black hair that comes to her elbows and lies flat on her head and shoulders. She's Irish and in this story, which could be set at any point in the second season, she's been part of the team since the beginning (very unoriginal, but, meh).

The idea for this actually blossomed off from me having no clue what to write for a short story essay in English class. I started wondering how Sam would deal with the situation and what if she was with the Bladebreakers and what would happen if she asked them for ideas. So, there you have it.

Sam: Wait! You forgot something, numbskull.

Me: Oh yeah. Right.

Disclaimer: Sam is mine, but Beyblade isn't. Though I wish it was...