Wild-Roze: Okay, u lot, I have thought up a new story line!!! Well, not a
NEW one, just a continuation of the old story line...hmm. Yeah.....Ok, well,
anyway, the legacy of the SubRitz hasn't died out yet!!!!
BUT I think you'll find this chapter annoyingly short heh heh heh!
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade, but as u might have gathered by now, I own this fic and all of my OC's however Kailuva has full rights to Chase, errmm, I guess so does Dark Avelon cos she is writing a subritz parody...ok, well here we gooooo.
Escape
Perhaps if she had known a little more about his life before he met her, the news report would have caught her eye. Instead of listening to it, she flicked off the small television set, and left the room in search of her husband.
Before she had turned it off, the woman on the screen had been talking about the first Zone 1 jail break in over 30 years. The man who had been under a life's prison sentence, had clearly had outside help; his cell door had been severed coarsely from its hinges, and several police officers had been brutally murdered.
A single word scrawled roughly on the wall, painted garishly in their blood:
"Hiwitari"
If she had known about his past, she would have recognised the name; Boris, had escaped.
If she had know, perhaps she would still be alive now.
Wild-Roze: I am saying nothing, apart from I wasn't exaggerating when I said it was annoyingly short. Ok, well hopefully you should like the upcoming chapters, but then...you might not, its quite possible that I am ruining my whole fic, but whatever, R&R.
BUT I think you'll find this chapter annoyingly short heh heh heh!
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade, but as u might have gathered by now, I own this fic and all of my OC's however Kailuva has full rights to Chase, errmm, I guess so does Dark Avelon cos she is writing a subritz parody...ok, well here we gooooo.
Escape
Perhaps if she had known a little more about his life before he met her, the news report would have caught her eye. Instead of listening to it, she flicked off the small television set, and left the room in search of her husband.
Before she had turned it off, the woman on the screen had been talking about the first Zone 1 jail break in over 30 years. The man who had been under a life's prison sentence, had clearly had outside help; his cell door had been severed coarsely from its hinges, and several police officers had been brutally murdered.
A single word scrawled roughly on the wall, painted garishly in their blood:
"Hiwitari"
If she had known about his past, she would have recognised the name; Boris, had escaped.
If she had know, perhaps she would still be alive now.
Wild-Roze: I am saying nothing, apart from I wasn't exaggerating when I said it was annoyingly short. Ok, well hopefully you should like the upcoming chapters, but then...you might not, its quite possible that I am ruining my whole fic, but whatever, R&R.