I'm back and as alive as ever! No, I'm sick and have been for the past five days. So I'm finally getting back to my Fan Fiction that I haven't writing for a long time. R&R please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of their characters but I do own my OC.
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Chapter 2- What's in a dream?
' No! not this I don't want to see anymore!' She heard her voice ring out. 'NO!' Were her last thoughts before the visions began.
She entered a dark room to an amazing sight. Boys all in rows, perfect rows, perfect bodies, and they were practicing with launchers! They were all in time all so exactt. Perfection! But the picture was in black and white.
She started walking; suddenly a color caught her eyes. 'Blue?' She stated towards it. It was a boy's hair. He was only about ten and he looked like he was in pretty bad shape. He was different from the other boys, she could tell. His crimson eyes were determined. Not for power like the other boys but for survival, escape.
"Kai!" She turned at the cold voice. An evil looking man with purple hair and goggles on frowned at him. The boy she had been observing stepped forwards and the others stopped their training.
"Boris." The boy's voice was surprisingly colder then the older mans and full of loathing too.
"Voltaire wishes to see you. Apparently you neglected to show up for your meeting today, you will be punished." With that he followed the purple haired man into a dark room. A single light came on and their stood another cruel looking man.
'This must be Voltaire' she said with a pout. She looked back at the boy to see a look of pure horror, well hidden mind you, but she could see it.
"Kai, I trust you know what you will be punished for?" Kai nodded "Good now go to the dungeons." Voltaire said with an evil smile.
Kai stated off down a set of stairs. As they reached the bottom another man in black walked up and toke Kai by the neck. The man walked over to a shelf and picked out a very thick looking whip.
'No,' she whispered as he raised the wipe to the young boy. 'NO!' She jumped into the way of the whip. She let out a cry of pain as it struck around her back.
The boy, Kai's, face flinched in pain but he refused to let it show. Pain, failure, mistrust, these were what she saw in thoughts eyes at a quick glance. But with a closer look she saw courage, determination, and hope.
'Survive! Please survive!' She yelled into the dark before…
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"SURVIVE!" She yelled as she jolted awake.
"TIME TO GET UP RAYZANNA!" Her father's voice called up to her.
'Who was that boy?'
'I believe his name is Kai'
'How would you know misu! Were you reading my thoughts again?"
'Well…I…'
'You were, weren't you?' By now she was developing a headache.
'But mistress!'
'I told you not to call me that!'
'Of course Crimson'
"RAYZANNA," Her little sisters voice entered her room, "Time to get up! Up! UPPPP!" The little girl then took out a water gun and hit our girl in the head.
"JEN GET OUT! SHUT UP! GET OUT!"
'You really should get anger management.'
"JUST GREAT I HAVE A STUPID HEADACHE!" Crimson said in rage as she exited her room.
(...You know the drill R&R Please! Update coming soon!...)
