Hey, you! If you cannot stand violence, torture, blood, and swearing, we suggest you leave at once. This story is not for the weak of mind, and will contain all of the mentioned, and even more. Should you decide to read, and find it too dark for your liking, do not come to us flaming. Once again, I repeat that this story is NOT for those faint of heart. You have been warned.
MysticAngel4: Heya! It's me, MysticAngel4!
CC Queen O Death Destruction: AND me!
MysticAngel4: You might be wondering why two authoresses are here. In case you don't know, CC and I decided to write a JOINT FICCIE! Isn't it terrific? (Throws confetti)
CC Queen O Death Destruction: Yea! Woot!
Kai: …idiots.
CC Queen O Death Destruction: Shut up. (whacks Kai across his head)
Kai: Hn! What's your problem!
CC Queen O Death Destruction: You. And by the way, I wanted to mention that BEYBLADING DOES EXIST IN THIS FIC!
MysticAngel4: um…(watching comically)…sorry readers. And, before we get on with Chapter 1, I'll be introducing the profiles of our OC's first. Here it is! O…first is the disclaimer, of course. Oi! You! (Grabs random person) Post the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: We do not own Beyblades, and do not own any characters or ANYTHING you recognize from the show. We only own Aeris, who is the OC of MysticAngel4, and Faith, the OC of CC Queen O Death Destruction. So that means this! SHOULD YOU STEAL OUR CHARACTERS WITHOUT PERMISSION, WE'LL SUE YOU SO FAST YOUR HEAD WILL SPIN!
A personal note: Aeris and Faith are NOT Mary-Sue's. If you think they are by the end of the profiles, read on. We can assure you that they have many bad traits and mistakes. Plus, if you find any OOC-ness, please try to ignore it-we are doing our best to make them in character.
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Character Profiles:
Name: Faith Roskov
Age: 16 –so she's in grade 11-
Gang: Dark Raiders
School: Balkov High
Nationality: Russian
Birthday: February 14, 1987
Appearance: Faith has a normal build with dark blue eyes, and navy blue hair, which is always in a ponytail and is also feathered at the front. She is 5'5 and weighs 130 pounds.
Clothing: She wears a blood red shirt slightly exposing her shoulders, with long rips down the sleeve. She also wears black jeans and black leather combat boots.
Accessories: Faith is never seen without her black jeweled, silver cross.
Personality: Faith's personality is a lot like Kai's, with a more bitchier side, but she is altogether more social and outgoing, then the stoic leader of the Shadow Strikers. There are even times when she warms up and is nice to people. However, she has a ferocious temper, and if anybody gets her pissed, she'll react. Badly. She also tends to hold grudges against someone for a long time. The one person she won't fight is her cousin, Aeris. So everyone else, beware!
Likes: Faith loves rock music, hanging out with the Dark Raiders, and drinking. She also loves picking on and fighting members from the Shadow Strikers, the rival gang, but she also enjoys intimidating members of lesser gangs. She also had an unfortunate liking to beating people up, and sparring.
Dislikes: Faith hates Kai. From the moment they first saw each other, they fell hopelessly in hate. (As if there's such a phrase) She also despises Principal Balkov, Mariah, Biology and History, and she loathes slutty, prissy bitches.
Weapon(s) of Choice: She prefers to use a switchblade, or brass knuckles, to injure somebody.
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Name: Aeris Marle
Age: 16
Gang: Dark Raiders
School: Balkov High
Nationality: Russian
Birthday: May 19, 1987
Appearance: Aeris is 5'7 with a slim build. She has vivid, large emerald green eyes, and silky jet-black hair that reaches mid-waist. She weighs 139 pounds.
Clothing: Aeris wears a sleeveless white top, with "Go Away" written on the back. She also wears very baggy, blue hip-hop jeans that cling to her waist. On her feet are white sneakers with blue stripes. She is never seen without her trademark black fingerless gloves. At times, she is also seen with a black trenchcoat (without the gay high collars) and black platform shoes.
Accessories: Has a long silver chain that loops through her waistline, and wears a blood red choker.
Personality: Cold and icy. She is even less outgoing and sociable then her cousin, and barely talks (except in fights. ^-^) at all. However, she has a fiery temper, and even though she rarely gets angry, the times she does are…unpleasant. The only two that can control her tempers are Faith, her cousin, and partly her gang leader, Bryan.
Likes: Aeris loves fighting, and dissing people. She also likes to listen to r&b and hip-hop, practice various forms of martial arts, and adores chocolate. She has a secret passion for drawing, and dancing when nobody is watching. One very secret thing that Aeris likes, are teddy bears. They're so cuddly!
Dislikes: As much as she loves to fight, Aeris hates stupid people, pricks, hot weather, and snobby rich kids. She also hates sluts who expose their oversized body parts, and spinach. She despises slimy, disgusting insects, especially worms.
Weapon(s) of Choice: Aeris prefers to use a small throwing knife, or a long steel rod.
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Gangs:
Two Major GangsDark Raiders:
Members:
Leader: Bryan Falkov
Aeris Marle
Faith Roskov
Spencer Katsaeve
Jonathan "Johnny" McGregor
Michael Evans
Gang Symbol: Blood red and black armbands, worn on the right arm.
Shadow Strikers:
Members:
Leader: Kai Hiwatari
Tala Ivanov
Ray Kon
Ian Arkanes
Oliver Kabel (pronounced ka-bell)
Enrique Pejanovic (pronounced Pei-ya-no-vich')
Gang Symbol: Two blue and silver rings, worn on the middle finger of the left hand.
Minor GangsDare Devils –all boy gang-
Leader: Steven Kane
Gang Symbol: black tattoo of a skull imprinted on the right arm.
Hell's Angels –all girl gang-
Leader: Felicity Anderson
Gang Symbol: One large, red streak on the left side of hair.
Darkened Galaxy –all boy gang-
Leader: Craig Langdon
Gang Symbol: One silver chain around right wrist.
Spiked Demons –all boy gang-
Leader: Max "Spiker" Tate (MA4: LOL!)
Gang Symbol: Black chain necklace.
There are almost many smaller gangs, but they aren't important and will probably never be even mentioned.
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CC Queen O Death Destruction: There. That is FINISHED. If new characters are introduced as the story comes along who's very important. We'll add his/her profile later on. Now, on to Chapter 1! Hope you guys enjoy, because Mystic and I spent hours slaving over this thing.
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Chapter 1: Fight**********
The noise in the local club was overwhelming, and passersby hurried on, afraid to be alone. However, one boy was walking calmly, thumbs casually stuck in his jean pockets. The occasional person watched in awe, as this seemingly arrogant boy walked on, his destination seeming to be the noisy club. His crystalline blue eyes were scanning the building carefully, and the small frown on his face told onlookers that he was, apparently, not very pleased at the condition of this building. It was a gray, crumbling building. Graffiti were all over the walls, and the constant hanging around of the various gangs had left many beer bottles and fused cigarettes lying
Reaching the building, he hesitated for a moment. He was new here, to this city. He had moved only a week ago, and yesterday had been his first day at Balkov High. He had sighed in disgust as he had thought of more annoying teachers and stupid kids, but this had changed when he had met his classmates.
Flashback
The sight had been nearly astounding. The teacher, an old man with graying hair, and looked flustered at the arrival of yet another student who looked like he could cause trouble. Many of his classmates were divided into groups, and the ones that weren't, were just sitting in their seats, heads bowed, quietly trying to work. The group members were all huddled together, isolated from the other groups. Each was talking quietly; sometimes throwing dirty looks at others, sometimes throwing spitballs and pen caps at each other. However, what intrigued him the most was one group. The other smaller groups were well away from them, and occasionally, people would look up and give that group a respecting, fearful look. Tala was guessing that they were some 'tough' gang, and all the others were minors.
That important gang was made up of 6 members. The boy who seemed to be their leader was a tall, and well built, with two shades of blue hair, and cold maroon eyes. On his neck was a long, white silken scarf, and he wore red armguards on each of his arms. He had on a tight black sleeveless top, and baggy blue pants that were held up by a red belt. (MA4: GO KAI! WOOT! (Is dragged away by CC)
Another boy had strangely golden eyes, and messy black hair. Tucked loosely under his bangs was a red bandana, imprinted with the yin-yang sign. For some freakish reason, he had small fangs, and he greatly resembled a tiger. He was wearing a loose white top, and dark navy pants held up by a white belt. (?)
The others were not so formidable looking, and Tala quietly snickered as he looked over them. One was a very short boy with violet hair and a rather oversized nose. He had on light brown overalls, and dark boots. Another had green hair and looked rather feminine, with a blue cloak thing. The last one had blonde hair and bright blue eyes, (CC: No, this is NOT Max) and kept looking over at a group of slutty looking girls.
Suddenly, a loud yell caught Talas attention, and he looked over from his position at the door to see who it was. He saw a tall, blonde boy yelling at a small brunette boy, and suddenly, their gangs were behind them, glaring. As everyone watched, including the teacher, the noise level began increasing, and suddenly, the blonde stood out and punched the smaller one.
Chaos insured. Their gangs began punching at their rivals, and other gangs leaped in for the fun of it. The majority of fighters seemed to have no sides, and just punched whoever was in their way. Tala smirked as he saw the blonde get kicked in the mouth by a bluenette. Soon, the entire room was a mixture of screams and yells, and Tala saw the old teacher frantically waving his arms, calling out to get attention. No one seemed to care, that is, except for the important gang.
They were in sitting on their chairs, scanning over the room, viewing the fight. Some had joined in to catch their eyes with their great fighting skills, but the group did not seem impressed by anybody. On the contrary, they simply looked….bored. The black haired boy, who looked irritated, gave a look at his leader, who nodded. With a small smile of gratitude, he opened his mouth.
"HEY!" he hollered. The group stopped mid-fight. "SHUT THE HELL UP! YOU'RE GIVING ME A DAMN HEADACHE!" The room immediately shushed down, and they all looked over at the group, heads slightly bowed respectfully. Unsmiling, the boy went on. "You call that a fight? It was pathetic, you idiots. You actually call yourselves gangs? How stupid can you get? Besides, don't you see that our Prof here wants you to stop?" he looked over pointedly at the old man, who sighed.
"Class," he began. "I would like to introduce to you your new student. Mister…" he looked down at his papers. "….Ivanov, please come in and tell us a little about yourself."
The whole class' eyes, including that of the group, flew towards the classroom door. Observing their new classmate, they waited for him to walk up to the front. He did, with a bored expression lingering on his pale face.
"Hi. I'm…Tala. I come from Heathrow, and my old school was Riverdale High…and that's all I have to say." Shooting a glance at the teacher, who nodded, he quickly took a seat near the front. He felt eyes studying him, thinking whether or not to ask him to be in their gangs, but Tala inwardly scoffed. The only gang, which was actually impressive, was the one at the back, and all the others were plain idiots.
"You may continue your study period," said the teacher wearily. Tala smirked. The old guy was smart. Better to give them free time to supposedly 'study' and not interrupt them, then for him to actually teach and be purposely ignored by all. Tala doubted the teachers her had actually taught them this year. Probably not.
Someone tapped him once on his shoulder, and he turned around. There was the violet haired boy from the group, standing beside him.
"The leader," he started. "Would like to talk to you, Ivanov. Come." Tala wordlessly stood up and followed the boy, noticing the jealous eyes fixed on him. Here he was, a new student, and already he was acknowledged by them. The boy led him up to the gang, and sat down.
"Ivanov…right?" the raven-haired boy looked at him. It was obvious he was the speaker for the leader, and therefore, second-in-command. Tala nodded.
"What do you want?" Tala questioned. He expected to hear the fanged boy speak, and was rather surprised when the bluenette opened his mouth.
"I am Kai Hiwatari, leader of the Shadow Strikers." Tala nodded, taking in this information. "I'm going to ask you…where do you live?" Tala frowned, wondering why he was being asked that.
"On Seaside Lane. The one-" he was cut off.
"I know where Seaside Lane is. That's where I live." Said the bluenette, coldly. "So you live there…good, good. I was wondering…if you would like to…join our little group?" before Tala could open his mouth, he cut in again. "I'm only asking this once. So think carefully," he said in a soft, clipped voice.
Tala grinned. Ha! Already being accepted by the 'cool' group. "Why not?" the raven-haired boy smiled appreciatively, and even the icy leader gave a curt smile of appreciation.
"Good…Welcome to the Shadow Strikers…Tala."
It was Lunch. The period Tala welcomed the most. Lunch was when he could relax and chat, instead of having crummy teachers breathing down his neck. In this school, lunch when on for an hour and ten minutes, so it was plenty of time to learn about this school from his new friends. Walking around their major hangouts, Tala listened to Ray explaining.
"….And this place is our…hey! What the fuck are you doing IN OUR AREA!?" Tala stared at the people Ray was shouting at. They were another group of six hanging out in the area, and judging by their appearance, they were another gang. Four boys and…two girls. It was nearly laughable…any gang with girls were sure to be a bunch of weaklings.
"What the hell do you mean, your area, Kon?" hissed one of the girls. She had dark navy blue hair, and pale, pale skin. Her dark blue eyes were narrowed in dislike, and her fists were clenched up.
"I mean what I said, Roskov. Our area." Ray stated simply, smirking. His arms folded across his chest, and he glared harshly at the girl.
"Keep your area, Shadow Strikers. We don't like to hang out in trash. Come on, let's go." A boy with pale lavender hair and rather cold features abruptly brushed past Kai, and his gang followed.
Kai opened his mouth. "…Falkov…we may hang out in trash…but we don't live in it." (MA4: OoOo! DRY!)
The gang momentarily froze, but immediately walked on. However, the other girl turned around. This one had jet-black hair and her piercing green eyes were fixed on Kai's maroon ones. For a moment, the two glared at each other.
"Hn…Hiwatari…if I had to choose between living in trash, or live like a snobby asshole, I'd choose trash any day." Her icy voice emphasized "any day" and she smirked. (CC: OoOoO! ANOTHER DRY COMMENT!) Spinning around, she stalked after her gang, her long coat floating out behind her.
Kai scowled deeply. "Stupid bitch," he swore. "Some day, I'm gonna kill her, and her whore of a cousin. She's lucky she's still alive."
Tala questioned them. 'Who are they?"
"Who're you talking about? The bitches or the whole damn group?"
"Both."
Kai sighed in disgust. "Shit…somebody else tell him. I don't like talking about those fuckers."
Enrique stepped in. "Those two are Faith Roskov and Aeris Marle. They're cousins. No wonder. Both of them have the fucking arrogance and the same bitchy side to them. As for that group…they're the Dark Raiders. Our main rivals." Kai growled, and Enrique hurriedly added another sentence. "But we ARE better than them."
Tala looked surprised. "They're your main rivals? A gang containing two girls?"
Ray nodded. "Yea, I know it sounds pathetic. But Roskov and Marle are tough. You'd be surprised watching them fight. But they're still girls, which makes them weaker than us. Plus…" Ray grinned. "It's fun watching Roskov explode. But Marle…she's a different. I've hardly seen her getting pissed, let alone talk."
Tala nodded. "Okay…"
End of Flashback
When school had been over, they had told him to come to this club, at precisely 11 p.m. So now, here he was, not liking it one bit. …Ah, what the hell. Might as well get this shit over with. Taking a small breath, he pushed the handle, and walked in.
Instantly, his ears were blasted with noise. Hell, it nearly busted his damn eardrums! Cussing softly, he looked around the wide room, checking for signs of his gang. The Shadow Strikers. Crap…they were nowhere to be seen. But how the fuck could he spot a small group of six when there was an endless throng of other teenagers, jammed into this small space? Shit…
Fingering his rings-he had gotten them from Ray, telling him it was their gang symbol-he walked on, looking around the run-down club. Most of the people here were noshers, and the music was loud metal. Why in the hell had they wanted him to come here? His eyes travelling to the dance floor, he saw that Roskov girl dancing with some overly happy blonde with big blue eyes (CC: It IS Max here) Talas eyes brightened and he smirked when he saw her leader, Falkov, storm over. He watched Falkov mouth of the blonde, who skipped off. Roskov turned red, and she opened her mouth to start shouting. Ray was right. It was fun to watch Roskov explode. As he edged closer, he heard Roskov yelling.
"Bryan, we were just dancing! Is that a problem?" Tala looked slightly surprised. So she was Falkovs girlfriend? Figures, if a girl was allowed in the gang. Marle was Roskovs cousin, so obviously she'd be accepted as well.
"Listen, Faith, you know how I feel about our gang members dancing with people from others! Feelings could get all tied up and then there'd be this whole mess about gang rules!" Talas carefully thought out theory crumbled down. Never mind that thought. Falkov was just worried about the rules. Tala watched Roskov storm off towards her gang, and Falkov followed behind. He smirked. It was so obvious. Falkov had feelings for Roskov…no doubt about that. It was just that Roskov herself did not realize this and she completely believed his lie about breaking gang rules. But how anyone could like that bitch, was beyond Tala.
Deciding to stop lingering around and look for Kai, Tala was just about to go searching, when a hand grabbed him from behind and roughly turned him around. As Tala frowned and his eyes fixed upon the culprit, he sighed. Crap. It was that short, redhead Raider.
"You…aren't you that new Striker?" he questioned. The rest of the Dark Raiders came, and Tala inwardly swore.
"Let him go Johnny." Ordered Falkov. Johnny nodded and let go of Tala, who had been thinking of punching him out. "The new Shadow Striker…what are you doing here? This isn't your ordinary hangout, is it?" he questioned.
Tala kept silent, not answering, just staring straight back at the lavender haired boy.
Bryan was getting pissed. Just as he was about to open his mouth and question him again, Faith jumped in. "Bryan just asked you why you're here. Tell us why the hell you're here!"
"I believe he was waiting for me," cut in a cool voice that everyone knew. They spun around, and Tala immediately went over to their side.
"Hiwatari! What are you doing here!" seethed Michael. Kai looked at him.
"Is it a crime to be in the same club as you? Besides, being in the same place together degrades us, you know. Not you." Turning to me, he added another comment. "Sorry for being late, Tala. The traffic around this trashy part of town is pretty fucked up." He turned back to Bryan. "Bryan Falkov…you weren't interrogating our new friend, were you?"
"Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't, Hiwatari. Besides, it has nothing to do with you." Bryan spat out.
"Actually, Falkov, it does."
"Both of you shut up." Aeris' icy voice perked up, and as Bryan closed his mouth, Kai glared at her and was just about to mouth her off when she smoothly cut in. "The thing that's important here, Hiwatari is what the hell you're doing, here. You should know better than to come back to a place where we kicked your ass."
Kai flared up. "Kicked my ass, huh? From my memory, it was you who got the kicked ass!" He turned to his friends. "What the hell are we doing here, anyways? We shouldn't be in places where certain bitches are whoring it up."
"Excuse me? Whoring it up?" Faith trembled in anger. "Unlike certain whores here," she looked pointedly at Mariah. "We don't go around fucking guys every day."
"So I fuck guys everyday?" the pink-haired girl who had her arms linked with Ray frowned and glared at Faith. "If I do…at least I have a guy to go fucking with, unlike you ugly bitches," she spat out.
"Hmph. Unlike you, we have better things to do then fuck ugly guys. But then, for a dirty tramp like you, I guess ugly guys are all you'll ever get." Faith smirked.
"You bitch!" screamed Mariah. Running over, started punching Faith in the abdomen, and sliced her with a small razorblade
"Get off of her, you mother-fucker!" out of nowhere, Aeris leaped up as Bryan grabbed Faith away from Mariah. Jumping up on Mariah, Aeris started to kick and punch her, as Ray moved in and started to pull Aeris away from Mariah.
Faith, who had struggled out of Bryan's grip, jumped in and she started shoving Ray out of the way. Kai, who had been watching all along, tripped her, kicked Aeris who had been coming, then turned and began punching Faith.
"Hiwatari! Don't touch Faith!" roared Bryan. He too, leaped onto Kai and as the two started fighting, the rest of the two gangs joined in, screaming, punching, and kicking.
Pretty soon, the entire clubhouse was in chaos. Other gangs and various individuals jumped in. The building seemed to be coming down as outsiders flinched as the sounds of fighting filtered out. Quickly rushing out, the owner began calling the police.
As the fight was still thick, one could faintly hear the police siren, coming closer and closer. "Police!" screamed a random boy.
"Crap!" breathed Tala. As everyone began running out, Tala quickly hauled Oliver to his feet and looked over to where Kai was standing.
"Let's go!" he ordered them. The Shadow Strikers rushed out of the building, and as they were running down the street, they ran into the Dark Raiders who had seemed to be waiting for them
"Kai Hiwatari…" came the hissing voice of Bryan Falkov. "We'll finish this tomorrow!" motioning to his team, the Dark Raiders swiftly and silently left the site.
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CC Queen O Death Destruction: Yea! The first chapter is completed!
MysticAngel4: (nurses aching fingers) And it was one LONG chapter. I don't think I've written a bigger chapter in my entire life.
CC Queen O Death Destruction: Same here….owie…
Bryan: Hiwatari…you touched Faith! I'll kill you!
Kai: Hn. The bitch deserved it. I didn't do ANYTHING wrong.
MysticAngel4: Erm…guys? The first chapter is over. So you're not….allowed to fight.
(Both sweatdrop and back off)
CC Queen O Death Destruction: I hope you guys enjoyed this. As we said before, we worked our butts off this thing. Remember, read and review!