SD: Yay! Chapter 4! This is one of my favourite chapters!
Kyla; Yah, same here – it's scary and weird yet exciting – IMO anyway
SD: Yup, you got that right!
Kyla: *grins* Yah, well, I'm always right.
SD: You sound like me ^-^ Anyways, disclaimer, please? *looks at list* Ahah! It's Your Shortness' turn!
Ian: Shut up! What is your problem?! Don't answer that! *mutters* SD does not own Beyblade. Unfortunately, now you can't sue her. Not that you'd get anything worthy from her.
Enrique: Yeah, she's only got about NZ$400 in the bank
SD: Yah, I know I may not be as rich as the Majestics, but even so... Anyway, if I did own Beyblade, Ian would be a lot shorter in height, and his nose would be like Pinocchio's! XD
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ASK NO QUESTIONS TELL NO LIES – By Sacred Dog
CHAPTER 4: DREAMS
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"Talking"
~Thinking~
/talking to bit beast/
//bit beast talking//
{[AN:- author note]}
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Kai lay awake that night on his bunk, unable to sleep for the sound of Kyla tossing and turning in her sleep.
~What the heck is her problem?~ he thought to himself, staring at the ceiling.
Kyla whimpered softly as she slept.
~~~~~Dream~~~~~
"No! Big brother! Where are you going?"
A small girl of about 5 years stood by a pair of legs of an adult, with an arm reached out. She had very long two-toned blue-slate hair, and her fiery eyes looked sad, scared, and lost.
"Big brother!" she called again, tears filling her eyes. "Please don't leave me...!"
** {[AN:- This means there's a blank before another scene shows, if you didn't already know...]}
A blue beyblade zigzagged this way and that, dodging in and out around empty fizzy cans. It hit the last can and flew back up to be caught by a young boy with two-toned hair, crimson eyes, blue shark-fin triangle paint marks, and who looked just like Kai {[AN:- Same clothes and everything – by same clothes, I'm talking about season 1]}, only he was about 5 years old and was smiling brightly.
"Now you have a go," he said, stepping back to let a girl stand in his place. It was the same girl as in the last scene, and she wore the same clothes as him, but without the scarf, paint marks, arm guards, or shoes.
"Okay..." the girl said, slightly unsure. She held up her own beyblade and launcher. "3, 2, 1.. Let it rip!"
Her blade managed to go around two of the cans, and she looked up with hope and surprise, but then it knocked the third down and lost it's spin.
The girl's shoulders drooped, but the boy gave her a half smile.
"Don't worry, let's try again."
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"They can't make me. They can't make me."
This time, it wasn't the same girl. It was Kyla, about 8 years old, sitting in a dark corner of a small room cluttered with boxes and other junk. She hugged her knees close to her chest, staring at her beyblade and muttering over and over, "They can't make me. I'm a human being. Not a... thing trained to battle, destroy, win, or kill."
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"Looks like I won again. Too bad."
Kyla, this time about 10 years old, fell to her hands and knees, her body bruised and weak, and her head down low with shame. A red-haired boy stood on the opposite side of the dish, laughing. It was Cyber-Tala.
"Get up!" A man's voice commanded.
"I... I can't do it..." Kyla gasped.
"You will obey me!! Now GET UP!"
Kyla stayed as she was, shaking uncontrollably with fear, but still unable to move. Boris kicked her beyblade towards her.
"You're never going to be as good as your brother! You are so weak and useless, it's pointless to keep you here!!"
"Then... Then why do you...?" she whispered, but before Boris could answer, she collapsed to the ground, and everything went black.
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Out of the darkness, came fire. First it was just a small flame, like when you light a match. But then it got bigger and bigger and bigger until...
~~~~~End of Dream~~~~~
Kyla woke with a jolt. She was sweating all over, as she took a couple of deep breaths, she looked at her watch. 3:07am. Kyla let her eyes adjust her eyes to the dark before raising her right hand and talking off her right glove. With her left hand, she felt and saw the scar along the side of her right hand, then she pulled a locket from a under her top. It was the shape of half a heart, with a phoenix's wing over it. Lifting the wing revealed markings on the heart (like Kai's triangles) and also a photo. Kyla gazed at the photo, and not long after, fell into a deep, dreamless sleep, closing the locket in her hands as she did.
In the darkness, two emotionless ice-blue eyes narrowed, watching her every move.
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SD: Woah! That last bit is creepy! Well, okay, maybe not... But it's a little obvious who it is, since there aren't that many people with 'ice-blue eyes' is there?
Tyson: Well, thanks for telling us, Sherlock.
SD: *sarcastically* You're welcome. :P All right, read and review and I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!