Unique

Disclaimer: I do not own the ideas for the character from the Beyblade series, or the characters themselves. But I own my own characters and the plot

Happy birthday to ME! Happy birthday to ME!! if u haven't guessed today is mi B-Day!! and this is a birhtday special.....a new chapter to the deepening plot so well enjoy!!!! happy b-day 14!! what a happy number

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Thought {…..}

Flash back ()()()……()()()

Dream (((((……..)))))

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(Next Day…..Morning empty form room)

"Riley."

Riley slowly looked up to see Tyomi standing in front of her; from the way she stood she seemed uncertain and nervous.

"What!"

"Remember when you got a little tipsy one night at a party and you accidentally told us that you never knew your real parents, as you grew up in an orphanage most of your life."

Riley looked at her. She raised a black eyebrow in question.

"Yeah."

"Well, after yesterday I did some research and I discovered this."

Tyomi placed a book on Riley's desk.

It was an old, worn, brown leather book, on the front in gold fancy stitching was the word 'Rattel'.

Riley raised an eyebrow and opened the book. The pages were stained and old, but the pictures looked well kept.

"What's this?"

"Well like I said, I did some research, I looked into your family and let me tell you it was very hard. Well I finally stumbled across this."

Tyomi stated, pointing at the book.

"You're not a Kale, but part of a long line of Rattels, who use to be one of the richest and oldest family lines, before their downfall."

Riley just looked at Tyomi. It was true; she knew nothing of her past, as she was placed into an orphanage at only 1 year of age. She was there for 12 years until the Kale's adopted her.

"I'll leave you."

Tyomi murmured, turning around and leaving quietly.

Riley stared at the book, before finally turning the page.

Rattel

A family with an extremely long line of generations, they were a very rich and respectable family that lived in the beautiful Russian countryside. They mostly kept to themselves, but treated the farm folk kindly.

Riley turned the page, not wanting to read about the lines and relations with folk.

The last generation that had lived before the bloody down fall, were Larissa and Adrik Rattel with their eighteen-year-old daughter Nika.

Riley's eyes travelled to the photos on the page.

Her finger slowly traced the outline of the beautiful, proud looking lady in the photo. Her black hair flowed down her back and her brown eyes seemed to hold such joy.

Next to her stood a tall; strong looking man, with short spiked white hair. His green eyes seemed to hold a brave and warm feel, inviting.

In a separate photo, sat a girl with white, black streaked long hair. Her green eyes looked straight ahead, a bright smile plastered on her thin lips.

"Nika."

()()() "Mum do I have to go!" Nika complained, as she followed her Mum into the baby's room.

"I don't even know why you are asking me, it's an important meeting and all of us have to go, even bubbas here."

Larissa leant over and tickled the baby on the stomach, earning a happy gurgle.

Nika rolled her eyes and muttered something in Russian.

"Now I have to get ready, so you should to and dear, please try to look happy."

With that Larissa strode out off the room.

Nika sighed and walked over the cot, leaning on the side and daggling her hands in, playing with the baby's chubby fingers.

"I don't get this at all, why do I have to go with them, it just a stupid meeting. I can't wait til you grow up."

She said moving her finger, which the baby had wrapped her hand around.

"When you grow up, we are going to have so much fun, I can dress you up, we can crash these annoying meeting, if I still have to go and I would be your very big sister. Yeah Riley, your very big sister."()()()

Riley stared at the photos before turning the page.

The Fall

The Rattels line finished with the mass slaughter of the whole family. Their daughter Nika revealed the family secret to her long time boyfriend, he didn't take it so well and told the town. Even that the Rattels were always kind and caring, the town turned on them. Nika's boyfriend killed her and the rest of the town killed the family. Adrik was slit at the throat and Larissa was beaten to death. The only people who survived were the maids of the manner, one of which had a child.

()()() Larissa ran to the oak door, her heart was thumping in her throat as she pushed on. Her baby tucked in her arm. She pushed the door open and closed it, locking it with a quick flick of the wrist.

"Marie, Marie."

Instantly a scared looking girl, around nineteen appeared.

"Marie take Riley, if they find out she is apart of our family, they will kill her. She has he whole life ahead of her, she does not deserve to die. Will you look after her for me child."

Marie looked up at the women and nodded weakly.

"Y-yes mad-madam, I w-will loo-k after her."

Larissa smiled a warm smile, even though tears poured down her cheeks. The door behind them shook as the people behind it tried to get in.

Larissa pushed Maire back

"Go child, back to the servants quarters, act as if the child is yours. Now GO!"

Marie spared a final glance, before disappearing down stairs.

Larissa stood still, she turned around as the final barge opened the door. The men stormed in, Larissa stood tall and stared them down.

"Fair well my child."

She whispered, before her last painful scream echoed through the now empty mansion. ()()()

A single tear rolled down Riley's cheek as she recalled that day. It was ages ago, but it seemed fresh now in her mind, like it was just yesterday.

She slammed the book closed and stuffed it in her bag, she got up and briskly walked out of the room just as the bell signalled the beginning of class.

(Recess)

"Have you seen Riley?"

Enrique asked, his floppy, untidy blonde hair dropping into his baby blue eyes. He looks much like Max except there is much difference in way of speech and behaviour, plus fashion.

"No she wasn't in Chemistry."

Zeo stated, dropping his ponytail over his shoulder.

"Now you mention it, she wasn't in Maths, Mr. Heath didn't blow a fuse, it was peaceful."

Mariam said, a worried look in her eyes.

She's a tall girl with navy blue hair that is pulled up into a high ponytail, she has so many bangs that she wears a red band around her head to keep them out of her emerald green eyes. Mariam is the sister to Ozuma.

"She wasn't in English."

Tyson piped up and Zeo nodded.

"Yeah."

"Mariam, you sure Ozuma and the group hasn't done something to her."

"Nah, if my bro and the group had planned something I would know, they can never hold their tongues."

Everyone nodded. The whole group was seated at the table, Max, Ray, Mariah, Enrique, Tyson, Mariam, Zeo, Eric and Tyomi.

"I think that maybe she has to be alone."

Tyomi stated, lowering her head.

"What makes you say that?"

Eric said, placing a hand on her shoulder, to say it was all right to say.

Tymoi murmured something, before sucking in a big breath.

"Well I did some research on Riley's family and I discovered that she is actually a descendent of the Rattles, they were very powerful and rich. But they were killed by the Russian towns folk that lived around them."

Everyone was silent.

"Was she here at the beginning of school?"

Tyomi nodded.

"Well then that means she has gone to her spot, we know where she is."

(Riley's spot…. the roof of the highest tower)

Riley dangled her feet over the side. Her face resting in between the railing bars as she looked down, her head spinning.

The world and her walls seemed to be crumbling, knowing your parents were killed and that you actually belonged somewhere can cause a shut away person to be jolted back.

She looked down at the tiny dots that were students, as they walked around, wrapped up in their own little world.

She had been up here since the beginning of school and the chilly air nipped at her exposed skin.

Goose bumps had started to appear on her bare arms.

"What do we have here!!!"

Riley turned and looked at the person who had spoken. She just looked at him and then turned back around.

Tala instantly knew something was wrong. There wasn't the routine 'piss off' welcome, which is then followed by a smart comment by him.

"You ok."

"Piss off."

Tala smirked and crossed his arms. This was more like it.

"Make me."

There was no reply, which was not usual.

"Piss off."

Riley whispered.

She jumped up onto her feet and grabbed the railing, she flicked herself up and over, before letting go.

Tala ran to the railing, he looked down to see Riley, climbing down the side of the tower. Grabbing windowsill after windowsill.

Tala just watched. There was something wrong and it freaked him out, sudden change like that just doesn't happen or does it.

Riley landed on the ground with a soft thud. Turning to face the students that had gathered to watch what was happening.

Riley just stepped forward, the group parted and she walked away.

(Detention)

Riley slid down into the pool, once again in her bathers. Tala chucked the hose and bucket in before stripping down to his board shorts.

Riley got straight into scrubbing; the brush scrapped the sides with such force.

"Tomorrow is the start of the long holidays."

Riley just kept on scrubbing ignoring Tala, who was talking.

"I'm holding a pool, barby party tomorrow."

Riley stopped scrubbing and looked at Tala, a dark, unreadable look across her face.

"What are you implying!?! If you're inviting me, I'm not coming! I never do these stupid things and you're my rival, why the hell are you inviting me!"

She snapped, glaring at him.

Tala glared back and started to scrub again.

"You're right, why the hell am I inviting or even telling your sorry arse."

Riley just started her scrubbing again.

{Why the hell did I even say to her that I was holding a party!?! We've been enemies since day one, so why did it even cross my mind!?!}

Tala growled, scrubbing harder.

{Would life be different if my real family raised me?}

Riley's mind buzzed, thoughts running at a million miles an hour.

(Club Xcape)

A giggle erupted in her throat as she slapped his hand away.

The club wasn't open yet, but they had arrived early to have some time alone.

"Robert, don't, not here."

Tyomi giggled, not being able to hold a serious tone.

"But I need you."

Robert said huskily.

Biting lightly on Tyomi's ear lope, before placing butterfly kisses along her neck.

Tyomi looped her arms around his neck and kept them there. Pulling his head down, so her lips could lock his in a passionate kiss.

"I love you."

He mumbled against her lips. Quickly scooping her up and placing her on the bar, so she was eye level with him.

Tyomi eyes widened.

"You really mean that."

Robert smiled and cupped a finger under Tyomi's chin.

"I do."

Was all he said before guiding her forward and planting another kiss on her soft lips.

Tyomi pulled back for air, leaning her forehead against his. Her hot breathe falling onto his face.

"Robert."

"Hmm."

"I love you to."

"That's nice."

Tyomi half-heartedly glared and swatted him on the arm. She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted slightly.

Robert chuckled and pulled her forward off the bar. Tyomi yelped, but quickly wound her legs around his waist, so she did fall.

Robert held her back and looked down into her eyes, his copper coloured eyes laced deep with emotion.

It was a fact that Robert had had a thing for Tyomi for ages, but he dared not show it. Until the accident, which changed his life, he needed someone by his side and she was the only person he wanted there.

Tyomi's violet eyes danced happily, her heart was filled with joy and her stomach was doing flips.

Robert dipped his head down and pressed his mouth against hers. His tongue running against her bottom lip seeking entrance which Tyomi gladly gave him.

A deliberate cough broke them apart. Tyomi looked up, a bright red blush creped across her face. Robert sighed and dropped his head onto her shoulder, annoyed with the intrusion.

"Heyo."

Tyler did a two-finger salute, a smirk apparent on his lips, one similar to a cat which had just discovered the cream.

"Did I interrupt anything."

"Just me wanting to get close to Tyomi."

Robert grumbled against Tyomi's neck, the hot breathe causing her body too visibly shudder.

"You're early."

Tyomi muttered, sliding out of Robert's hold.

"Arr, yes, I have a reason."

"It better be a good one."

Robert grumbled, walking over and sitting by the bar.

"I wanted to be early."

Robert's head dropped into his hands and he sighed. Tyomi tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.

"Tyler you confuse me to no end."

"Oh I know."

He chuckled.

Robert walked up and wrapped an arm around Tyomi's waist. He kissed her lightly on the head.

"I'm going to go get some things for the bar, I'll be back shortly."

He said, before walking off, sending Tyler a dark look.

"Am I in the bad books with the boss."

Tyler asked as he slid into a bar seat.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Come on, you're his 'girl'. You should be able to read him."

Tyomi swatted Tyler over the head. He had this cheeky smirk across his face that she didn't like.

"Just don't piss his 'girl' off or you may be in the REAL bad books."

Tyler frowned and slumped onto the bar.

"Don't use this 'girl' stuff against me."

He grumbled.

"What! You brought it up!"

Tyomi stated.

(Riley's House)

Riley flung the front door open and stormed in, ignoring the abusive rants from her drunken foster Dad, who was occupying the worn chair in the living room.

Riley paused momentarily, to look at the pathetic excuse for a parent. Her eyes set into a firm glare as she continued down to her room.

She dodged the various items on the floor, before dumping herself down on her mattress. Her room was in its usual mess, but for some reason it was now bothering her.

Riley rolled over and placed a CD in her stereo, she selected a track before turning it up. The music blared out and seemed to surround the room, filling every void and crevice.

Riley slowly stood up. Her head was spinning with thoughts and unknown feelings.

Turn around and pick up the pieces!
I like a rock sink, sinking 'til I hit the bottom
The water is much deeper than I thought
Nothing to swim with, kickin' but I keep sinking
A lesson that no one could have ever taught

Riley slowly picked up her discarded clothes and placed them in her closest, organising that a little. She picked up some of her magazines and placed them in a semi-neat pile next to her wardrobe.

And I can almost breathe the air
Right beyond my finger tips
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces
One more push and I'll be there
Back where I belong
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces

Riley kinda organised her desk, she was able to see her keyboard and computer screen now. She picked up her black beanbags and chucked them into one of the now tidy corners of her room.

I see the picture, blurry but now it's in focus
A fairy tale I purchased on my own
I finally woke up, everything is better
A chance for me to open up and grow

All that was left of her mess was a table top, the floor was clear and you could see the cold, grey concrete.

She had changed the angle of her bed, so that now the top was against the wall and the bottom poked out into the room.

Her side tables were up the top, with the rest of her magazines stacked on top and she had placed her surround sound speakers in various places in the room, so she could hear the music everywhere.

And I can almost breathe the air
Right beyond my finger tips
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces
One more push and I'll be there
Back where I belong
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces

Riley walked over to the stack of junk on the last table, she slowly sorted the papers out. A rectangle object dropped out of the bunch of papers she was placing in the bin. It slowly glided onto the floor. Riley dumped the papers in bin and picked the photo up. Her eyes ran over it, her mind flashed back to when the photo was taken.

Turn around and pick up the pieces!

Turn around and pick up the pieces!

Turn around and pick up the pieces!

()()() It was the second year of High School and Tyomi had insisted that everyone was to get into one big group photo. Max, Ray, Mariah, Zeo, Tyson, Enrique, Robert, Mariam and Eric huddled up squashing Riley in between them. Tyomi had set the camera on a wall and put it on delay. When it was ready she dashed over, but she had jumped in with a bit of inaccuracy, which caused everyone to topple over just as the picture was taken. ()()()

Suffocating, sinking further almost every day
(Turn around and pick up the pieces!)
Barely treading water, knowing I will not give up
I will not give up!
I will not give up!

Riley placed the photo down on her computer desk and walked over to a corner of her room. She dragged a large black punching bag out and hooked it onto the roof. She wrapped her hands in black cloth and walked over to the bag. A dark look in her eyes, her face unreadable.

Cause I can almost breathe the air,
Right beyond my finger tips
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces
One more push and I'll be there
Back where I belong
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces

Riley punched the bag with such force, that her ceiling beam creaked. She did a high kick and followed it though with a punch.

The bag swung back and forth, Riley kept on kicking and punching. Her face now laced with hurt and uncertainty.

She pushed on, venting her feeling out onto the bag.

Suddenly she just stopped. Tears slowly ran down her face, she raised a hand uncertainly and smudged a tear, bringing it back forward. She stared down at the salty, clear substance, which she never knew she could produce.

Then she just collapsed onto the floor, her body shock as she sobbed. Her body looking weak and fragile, one thing that it had never looked like before.

(preview)

"I can see who I want!"

Tala snapped.

He received a hard backhand across the face.

Yes the plot beginings to get deeper.......hmmmmmmmmmm........deep...a family she never knew....who's beating up Tala????..ok well R&R til nex tim