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Author's note: thankies for the reviews! ^_____^.... ok here's the second chapter...oh and Misty Eyes thanks for finding the mistakes...I changed it a bit...she does have blue bangs and dark green hair...and she's was wearing a cloak (...ack!...put a cloak in the end and a robe in the beginning...corrected it though...) the cloak doesn't cover her entirely in the front...so you can sort of see her white costume in the inside...well I put the re-edited version up....
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"Tonight then..." Kai whispered
Chapter Two: The Hidden Castle
The girl walked through the woods, heading towards her home. She tried to make sense of what had just happened, her aspect of belief was that everything happened for a reason. But that was just weird, quite an awkward moment.
"What just happened?" the girl said aloud, talking to the beyblade in her hand
"Can you imagine, someone actually spying on me! Ha! And what did I do, I offered to help him, somehow it just seemed the right thing to do. It's not like me to help anyone; I must be getting softer. Like that will ever happen, the utter idea!"
"I mean come on, me, the sole owner and heir of this land. Except for those pile of woods they call a cabin! Humph! How dare he!"
"Reari, what do you think?" she asked as she took out her beyblade and released her bitbeast.
Reari flew around circling above her head, searching for any danger. The bitbeast didn't trust anyone but her master, she didn't want anything to happen to her master, she didn't want her master to get into trouble and end up being hurt.
Soon the bitbeast came lower, sensing that her surroundings were safe. The girl held her bitbeast close to her as she started making her way to her home. She lived in a crystal castle. For security, the house appeared invisible as the sun gleamed against its crystal walls.
Her home lay perched on a mountain like some sort of birdcage. That's exactly how she felt about when she stay at home, like some kind of trapped creature, wishing to see the world, but unable because of all the restrictions. The girl held her bitbeast close as she started making her way up the mountain.
"You would think that they would put an elevator wouldn't you...but NOO!"
Reari swooped under her master and picked her up and flew into the air. The girl held on tightly to her beyblade and her bitbeast as Reari dodged trees and flew through the wispy clouds. Soon they approached the castle's walls and Reari descended as she approached a tower on the castle. The bitbeast returned to her beyblade and the girl approached a door on the tower and as she was going down the stair, she was met by her butler.
"Mistress Knight, did your training go well?"
"Yes Armeone, [Ar-may-own] although I ran across this strange boy!" she said as she recalled the past events, "Take care of my Reari will you."
"Of course," he took the beyblade from her hand, "You're parents wish to see you mistress, they are in the morning room waiting for your arrival."
"I wonder what she wants from me now!" she wondered, "Thank you for informing me."
Seeing the butler rushing off into one of the rooms, she walked through the halls of her dark castle. The walls were covered with pictures from her past. Each generation hung there and below each picture was a beyblade lying there. The past haunted her. As she walked through the candlelit hallway, she felt eyes watching her every move. It seemed like the place had never seen a ray of sunlight or even a smile. Glaring and scowling faces glowered over her until she reached the end, where an empty picture frame laid.
"Soon, soon I will take over this castle and become worthy to put my beyblade in the midst of my ancestors, but until then I'll wait"
Cautiously she entered the door next to the frame; the flame of the candlelight gave the room an eerie look. It was one of her least favorite room. It had pale crimson items everywhere, the curtain however were blood red. Well this makes me feel so much better now! She thought
"What took you so long? We've been worried sick about you" a voice came from one of chair that was near the window.
A smirk formed on the girl's face. My mother worried, about me! If only that were true, she only cares for herself. I seriously doubt that she does even care, she just wants to follow the rules of the past. And since I'm her only child, she doesn't have a choice but to train me and make me the most powerful owner and heir of this castle. Here I am trapped in some kind of time warp that still is in the past that virtually means nothing to me! I only care about family honor and being the best blader, better than all those who are related to me.
"Wipe that smirk of your face, young lady"
Scowling, the girl sat on the chair that was nearest too her. She looked at her father who was sitting on a chair in front of the fireplace reading a book.
Father why is it that we have to live under mother's tyrannical hands. It's true that she is the owner of the castle, but why live in a place full of riches and grief when you can live in a palace full of love and happiness. It makes me wonder why I never run away from this place. I care too much for perfection that I am weak. I will soon be the most powerful blader then I won't need anyone but myself.
"The book Mercario [Mer-kar-e-o]," she commanded, "this book has been in the family for ages, this is given to the worthiest of beybladers, not all of your relatives pictures are up in the hallway. Those who are worthy will receive a special key at a certain age, and now your time has come. Each time, the key comes in different shapes or forms; it could be from a candlestick to a writing quill. The key will be given to you, but you must realize that it is the key. Someone special will give it to you. If you don't get a key, that means you have not proven yourself worthy of this family and must pass this onto your future generations to try." her mother
Her father got up and handed the book he had been reading to her mother. A lock was in the front of the book. It seemed ancient, not opened for ages. Her mother had a key, which was shaped like a black arrow, slowly; she opened the book with it.
"This, my child is your future"
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What do you think...a bit too weird...tell me if I made any errors...I was scribbling away in my book too fast to notice...you know how it is...and idea that won't stay out of your head till you write it down.... well review...hope you like it so far..
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