Hello Everyone, here's chapter 2 of my new ficcy. i am totally in love with this fic (hugs it)
Tala: you are very strange.
Don't be mean... Do the Disclaimer please (continues to hug fic)
Tala: (rolls eyes) fine. Freezewind does not own beyblade or any of it's characters (ie: me) She only owns her OC's. niether does she own some of the OC's that will be appearing in this fic.
Aubery Kara Freezewind's
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4 Weeks before incident in park. New York, NY, USA.
"Damn it I'm late!" Yelped a young man as he tore out the front door of the bungalow he lived in with his parents and younger sister. He grabbed the skateboard that was leaning up against the door, tossed it in front of him and jumped on.
The early morning sun shone down brightly on the quite street, you could hear birds chirping, and the occasional car in the distance honking its horn as its owner got impatient.
A girl followed hot on the boy's heels; slinging a backpack over her shoulder as she stumbled out the door. "Hey, Au-be-ry! That's mine!" She shouted seeing the older boy as he skated out the front gate.
"Sorry Kara! I'll return in one piece I promise." He called back before disappearing around the corner.
"Gah! Stupid older brother, always stealing my stuff…" she trailed off into various mumbled obscenities as she ran down the path that led to the house and started on her own way to school.
His messy Ice-purple hair was being tugged by the breeze, and falling in his Halloween orange eyes. The sun glinted off the silver stud earring in his left ear. He wore skintight silver, long sleeved shirt, and his slightly baggy black pants moved with the breezes being created by his skating, the pants were held up by a white belt, and scuffed gray shoes protected his feet.
"Man I wish my blades weren't in the shop. This board is way to slow." He complained silently to himself as he swung in and out of people that were cluttering the sidewalk. If I don't get a move on, I'm going to be late for class, again! He cursed himself silently for hitting the snooze button so many times. He just hadn't been able to get to sleep last night. Well that's not exactly true. He had fallen asleep, but every time he closed his eyes he had been plagued by nightmares. And it had been the same dream over and over again, too.
Dream Flashback
It's dark all around; in every direction he could see. And most of what he could see he didn't recognize as anything in his neighborhood or even the city he was supposed to be in. In the distance he could make out the silhouette of, what looks like an old Japanese castle. It was surrounded by a dark aura almost like flames, but without it burning down.
He felt like he couldn't stop himself from moving, like his body had a mind of its own. His feet crunched on a twig that lay on the grassy ground. The trees swayed, as the wind seemed to pick up some leaves from the ground and picking some from the dark green trees. He saw a light further a head of him. The light seemed to dance as it got smaller and smaller.
Some one was here, in the pits of his mind. He felt his feet pick up as he was running over to the strange, but inviting light. He finally stopped as he saw who was holding the light.
The boy was holding a lantern high up in his right hand guiding a light for him and a girl who was in front of him. They were close to the mysterious castle, very close. The girl with the platinum colored hair placed her hands against the cold steal door, and tried to push it open but with little success.
"How are we supposed to get in there?" The boy with the lantern said. He had similar colored hair as the girl, but it was more silver than platinum.
"I don't know." The girl said shaking her head. She stepped away from the huge iron door as they both turned around immediately when they heard someone approach them from behind.
"What are you doing here?" The figure spoke. Aubery stood there as both people looked in his direction, but there was someone else in front of him that they were looking at. This was strange to Aubery. These two kids didn't even notice him. There minds were on whatever was in front of him.
The clocked figure raised his hand to reveal a beyblade launcher with an already loaded beyblade. A chuckle passed through his pale lips. The girl growled, as she knew what he wanted.
"Fine then, a bey-battle's what you want, a bey-battle you'll get." The girl said pulling out a beyblade from a pouch that was attached to the back of her belt. From where Aubery was he could see that the beyblade was black, with purple flames. The girl stood up straight as she steadied her hand.
"Be careful," The boy hissed at his partner. She nodded as a sign that she was listening to him. Her eyes traced everything she could see on him. All she noticed was that his eyes were abnormal and she knew what she must do.
The girl pulled on her ripcord as she saw the thing in front of her launched its blade at her. "Let It RIP!" She yelled, as her blade seemed to glide smoothly on the rocky ground, dodging ever attack that thing did. His blue blade seemed to recover itself from every miss.
Aubery watched as these two fought. He had this hateful feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something was going to happen, and something bad. Even the sky was interacting with what he was feeling. All of a sudden lightning seemed to come out of nowhere with no rain to ever fall from the dry less clouds. The thunder cracked sending chills down the young boy's spine. The lightning flashed as he saw the girl get flown back into the iron door. The boy gasped as he tried to get to her, but was stopped put the in-human person's blue beyblade. The boy looked up at the clocked figure with anger and looked back at the girl laying unconsciously on the ground bleeding.
"You are going to pay." The boy growled in anger. He had never felt so much anger. The turned to the clocked figure as he pulled his blade out of his pocket as he launched it; however, he didn't last long. Soon enough he was knocked down into the iron door himself right next to the girl. The boy struggled to get up, but fell down once again feeling the pain run through his body. He looked up at the figure as it walked slowly up to them. Very slow steps.
Aubery looked up as his anger peaked, disgusted by what this thing had done to them. To trash them like yesterday's shit. "Hey, leave them alone." He finally said. The creature stopped in its tracks, which made the boy on the ground shocked. The boy on the ground couldn't hear or see Aubery, but the creature could hear and see him. The clocked monster immediately turned around to face Aubery.
The monster chuckled evilly, as its red eyes seemed to shoot out of the dark shadow on the clock. "Well, well what do we have here?" The monster hissed. Its voice was light and yet deadly. Aubery stepped back when he head this things voice and its eyes. He was scared. Outstandingly scared. The monster waved its hand to reveal an old black skinny hand from the long sleeved cloak.
After that all Aubery could remember was when the monster slashed his hand at him and sent a red kind of light in his direction. All he remembered was a sheer pain, and that was all he felt.
End Dream Flash
Aubery shook his head, trying to rid himself of the images that flashed through his mind. The more he though about it, the more he remembered, the more he remembered, the more he wanted to forget. But for some reason it hurt to forget, pain would run through him every time he tried not thinking about it.
Who was that guy under the cloak? And where the hell was I in that dream anyway. Nowhere in the States that's for sure. He glanced at his watch and nearly fell off the skateboard. "8:30! Aww man I'm so gonna be late!" He hopped off the board and kicked it up into his hands. He looked around then turned down an alley that he knew would get him to the school in time for the first bell, at least.
Aubery reached the chained-link fence that divided the alleyway in half. He slipped his backpack off his shoulders and tossed it over the fence, followed by the skateboard, which landed on top of his bag. He was about to start climbing over the fence himself, when he felt a wind pick up behind him. The hairs on the back of his neck rose on end, and icy chills ran up and down his spine. He slowly turned his head to look over his shoulder, fearing what he would see, sneaking up behind him.
He glanced down over his shoulder, and his face deadpanned at what he saw. An innocent looking puppy stared up at him, his tail wagging his tail expectantly. "Geez! Don't scare me like that." The little dogs tail continued to wag, causing Aubery to sweat drop heavily. "Sorry puppy, I have no scraps for you. Go on shoo." The pup looked up at him, barked then turned and left the alley. "Crazy animal."
He finished climbing over the fence and dropped to the other side, landing in a crouch, both hands touching the ground to steady him self. He quickly gathered up his things, slinging his bag over one shoulder and tucking the board under his other arm. He stood up from his crouch and started to head out of the alley. As he looked in front of him he fell back and nearly screamed. Standing there in front of him was the cloaked figure from his nightmare.
Darkness seemed to seep out of the folds in his cloak. The alley seemed to go dark, blocking out everything from the outside world. Aubery couldn't see to the street beyond, couldn't hear the cars, the people, the birds, nothing. He tried calling for help, but his cries just echoed back to him. Toto we are not in Kansas anymore. He stumbled to his feet and put his back against the fence.
When the cloaked figure started to walk towards him, Aubery immediately realized his mistake. He had trapped himself against the fence; he now had nowhere to go. He mentally cursed himself, and his stupidity for putting himself in that position. But under the circumstances, of seeing a demon from his nightmare, he thought he was doing rather well.
He reached back and pulled a loaded launcher from his belt, and aimed it at the cloaked figure. "Come once step closer, and I'll have Harlequin turn you into mincemeat." Aubery threatened, pushing away from the fence to stand up straight and face his opponent.
The cloaked figure stopped in his tracks. Aubery thinking this was his chance to get away, started to take a step forward. The mysterious man in the cloak laughed suddenly. The sound caused Aubery to cringe; it was like nails being dragged down a chalkboard, over and over again.
"What's so funny?"
"You are. Thinking your little threat would deter me from my task."
Aubery started to shake, but tried to keep the cloaked man from noticing. "And what task might that be." He cursed as his voice shook with the fear he was trying to hide.
"Why you are of course." He said simply as if the answer was obvious to everybody.
Aubery's eye's widened and he fell back against the fence. Me…why me? He closed his eyes and willed himself to wake up. This has got to be a dream. I am at home in my bed, sleeping through school. Please God let this be a dream!
A menacing voice sounded through his mind. But what got to Aubery was that the voice was familiar somehow. This is not a dream, little boy. This is real, it's happening now, and there's nothing you or anyone can do to stop it.
Aubery opened his eyes blinking. …Harlequin? Standing next to the cloaked figure was a Jester dressed in black and red. He hovered a few inches above the ground. The bells on the tips of his brown leather shoes jingled gently. His pants were mostly red with the bottom part jagged black. His shirt was red with gold buttons, and the frill was black. On his hand were red and black gloves and the part where the hand was, was white. His face was white and he had crosses for eyes. Under his left eye is a club and under the right is a heart. His face and arms are white, no color what so ever. Short silver hair fell into his face, due to the fact that his black and red jester hat had fallen to the side as he jumps to move behind the cloaked figure.
"Harlequin…. What's going on? How did you get out of my blade?" Aubery asked, confusion written all over his face. His hands dropped to his side as he slowly pieced together what was happening. "What have you done to my Bit-beast, you bastard?"
He laughed again, out loud and in Aubery's mind. He cringed and covered his ears trying to block the sound. "He's my Bit-beast now, boy. Just like you are now mine." He dissolved into laughter again. The darkness that had surrounded them started to spread again. Aubery's eyes snapped open when he felt his feet turn ice cold. He glanced down and saw that the darkness was slowly starting to swallow him. "What the? Hey cut it out. Stop it!" He screamed. Panic taking over his voice. He tried to climb up the fence but when he turned around it was gone, already swallowed by the darkness. He shook his head and started to back away.
He turned and looked pleadingly at his bit-beast. "Harlequin, help me. Please."
The Jester just smirked sardonically at his former master. "I am the one who will be giving the orders from now on, boy."
Aubery felt his whole body stiffen as the shadows reached his chest in a sudden burst of speed. He cast one last hopeless look at Harlequin before the shadows swallowed him whole and he sunk into the shadows beneath him.
The cloaked figure chuckled once more before turning away from where Aubery had been standing. "Come Harlequin, lets go home." Harlequin turned and followed his new master. Shadow rose up from the ground and swallowed them as well.
There was a bright flash of light and the alley was once again how it was before Aubery had entered it. No trace of the evil that had taken place was left there. No clues as to where they had gone.
Harsh orange eyes gazed out from the shadows in the Bey-City Seaside Dome. They glared down at the seemingly content and happy blader's that were, at the moment battling in the stadium below.
Aubery stepped out of the shadows so he could see the stadium better. He smirked down at the blader's and those watching, though no one saw him.
He raised his hand; darkness and shadows poured from it. It crept and flowed across the seats, the walls, and the floors, consuming everything in its path. The shadow would freeze a persons soul just long enough for it to take control of the person's bit-beast, if they had one.
If they didn't, all the person would feel would be extreme pain. After the bit-beast was taken over it was then a simple task of taking over the blader.
After all it was how Aubery himself was taken. He cursed himself for his stupidity, when he could. Once his bit-beast took him over completely to do his new master's task, Aubery can't remember much of anything, except pain.
