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Bleeding Tears
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Chapter Eleven
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Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need
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"I never would've taken you for a Russian." Michael remarked, looking at Nicola, back in the living room of the All Star suite. They were sitting on a loveseat, the girl leaning against the redhead, both smiling slightly.
Five years...
"I'm not."
"Then why are you living here? And you must have lived here a while, you evenhave an accent."
"My godfather is—was—Russian...but...he died a couple of years after my parents. I ran away when Nicolai died. When they caught me again, I was sent to live with his father. Here." She sighed. "He's so strict. He keeps a really short leash. I don't have any friends because of him."
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I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life...
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The blonde seven-year old watched the ground come closer and closer as the helicopter settled on a landing pad behind a huge mansion, not far from where four people stood. A tall man, resembling her godfather greatly, only with silver hair, and three children standing stiffly behind him. Two girls and a boy, all around nine years old. One girl had midnight blue hair, about midback length, one had light brown hair, the same length, while the boy had pure black hair hanging just above his shoulders. She chewed on her lip and looked at the silent eleven-year old sitting on the seat beside her, who was staring at the floor in front of him. She nudged him, pointing out the window. He looked at her, sighed, and nodded, slipping out of his seat as the pilot opened the side door. He hopped out of the helicopter, and the girl quickly slid out after him, silently slipping her hand into his as they walked towards the small group.
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Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
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"Who is he?" Michael asked curiously, tilting his head.
"I'd rather not talk about it..." She whispered. He nodded quickly, slipping his arm around her shoulders.
"Michael?"
Both looked up, to see Shiryou standing in the doorway, head cocked.
"Who's that, Mikey?"
Michael glanced at Nicola, who was clinging to his arm, trying to hide behind him. He looked at the other girl. "She's my kid sister." Shiryou's eyes widened slightly, before she smiled.
"I didn't know you had any siblings." She wandered over to the couch and peered at Nicola. She winced away. Ry immediately drew back. "Hi. What's your name?"
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I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life...
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"What's your name, girl?" The man barked, glowering down at her. She winced away, clinging tighter to the boy's hand. "Well?"
The boy looked at the man, squeezing her hand. "Her name is Nicola, grandfather."
"I didn't ask you, boy." He glared at the boy.
"She hasn't spoken in over a year." He said quietly. "She only sings."
"Well she better start speaking for herself." Voltaire stated, crossing his arms. "Erica, take the girl to her room."
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Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me
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"Ni-Nicola..." She stammered. Michael slipped his arm around her shoulders.
"Its okay, Chance, she's had a hard past too."
"Mikey...how come you've never told me about your past?" Ry asked hesitantly, sitting on the edge of the couch beside him.
"The same reason you never told me before last week." Michael sighed. "The past is painful..."
"It is." Nicola said quietly. "It always has been. As everyone always says; life is a bitch."
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Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood
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Nicola followed Erica, dragging a small torn blanket behind her.
"So Nikolai was your godfather?" The bluenette asked, without looking back. Nicola remained silent. Erica glanced over her shoulder to see the girl watching her carefully, trying not to trip over her long dress hem. "Nicola? Is what Kai said true?" The little girl nodded. She took a sharp breath, stopping and turning. "Why won't you speak?" The girl looked down. "Please tell me? Let me hear your voice?" The girl looked up once more. Erica knelt down. "Kai said you sing."
Nicola's eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded.
"Can you sing for me?"
Another nod. Nicola opened her mouth, taking a breath, before she began singing gently, though with a harsh manner to it. "I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night, he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and he's gotta be fresh from the fight..."
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"I always escaped from reality through singing..." Nic said, and Michael and Ry both nodded in agreement.
"I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light..."Nic sang quietly.Ry smiled, and continued.
"He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life..."
"Larger than life..." Michael finished.
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Authoress' Rant
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Chibi: And so thy friendship is sealed.
Nicola: When did I get the name Nicola again? You created me with the name Chance.
Chibi: Quiet down, you...
Kage: She's right, I watched you. And since when was her hair blonde? Her hair was red. And her eyes were—
Chibi: Hush, you!
Eclipse: —light sky blue...
Chibi: ARGH!
Disclaimer (what a horrible word ;;): I don't own beyblade, I don't own any of the songs I've used in the last...eleven chapters. The song in this chapter, 'Holding out for a hero', is by written by Bonnie Tyler, and can be heard sang by both Bonnie Tyler and Jennifer Saunders. I only own Zen, 'Uma, and or Ry, as well as Erica, Teresa and Jessimy.
Nicola: And don't forget me!
