DISCLAIMER: I don't own Beyblade or any of the charaters portrayed in that show.
Author's note: Hello all! This is my new fanfic which is based on
the show Beyblade! It is an AU fic so don't mind if the
story doesn't involve the things regularly shown on the
show. The actions are in bold, and the words in ".." and the thoughts in '..' Enjoy!
Death of Life
Chapter 1: Prologue
Lonely. Desolate. Unforgiving. Forbidding. My life...
It goes on day-by-day, week-by-week, and year-by-year...
What meaning does it all have? What conclusion does it all come to?
All I know is that I will die.
Death is waiting for me just around the corner.
People die in many ways old age, accidents, diseases... but my death
will not involve any of these causes.
I will die...that's all I know.
" There!"
huff huff
" No! Here!"
huff puff
" NO WAY! He escaped again!"
sounds of breath huffing and thuds on the ground indicating a person
running
" Well it's your fault this time!"
" Hey, I wasn't the one who was supposed to watch him!"
-Central Prison 1:00am-
huff huff " I lost them"
Sweat dripped down his body as he rested his hands on his knees
leaning towards the ground. A grin spread across his face as the
thought finally came to him...
" Freedom" he whispered.
Just as he had uttered the word a scowl settled upon his face.
" Time to die"
" Agh! AAAAaagh noo i can't take it! Stop! Why are you doing this! I-i
thought we were f-friends...."
His eyes lay open with a look of blankness, sorrow, and death.
" BRILLLIANT! Magnificent! Bravo!"
The applause began.
His eyes, that looked so dead before sparkled.
" Marvelous job Ray! Superb! You will make a fine actor one day my boy"
" Thank you Mr. Dickenson." said the boy named Ray.
" If you're ever looking for a career in acting you know whom to call!"
said the jolly old man by the name Mr. Dickenson.
" I'm so glad you liked my act! I never thought I would be praised by
the most recognized playwright in the business!"
" Oh, I'm not the one who should be recognized, it should be the actors
who splendidly act out my play's that should be praised" said the man, as a
grin appeared on his face.
" In fact, I was just looking at another young actor that has shown me some brilliant talent, his style reminds me a bit of yours, although his name doesn't come to mind, I believe it was something starting with a 'k', or was it a 'j', oh wait I've got it it was Ka-"
" Don't mention his name." whispered Ray.
" What was that my boy? I didn't quite catch that-" said Mr. Dickenson
grin slowly disappearing from his face.
" DON'T MENTION HIS NAME!"
The sound of glass shattering could be heard from the small drama
theater by Hiwatari High School.
A/N: So? What did you think? Tell me in your Reviews!