Here's a summary/prolouge for my new beyblade fic: Under-Ground. Please R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade...bows thank you that is all.
Hidden in New York City's back alleyways and empty warehouses live those who have no families. Some left of their own choice, other's families were taken from them, or they were taken away from their families, or they were cast out by those they thought were family. No one knows because no one shares the pain of their pasts freely. They hold no allegiances except those they choose to have themselves. These children have either allied themselves with each other in order to survive, or have made enemies of others. They call themselves Rings, others who consider themselves respectable and sophisticated call them Gang's or Hooligans.
There are many Rings who make there homes in NYC, but the five that always manage to make it into the news are the largest and the deadliest. Rumors fly that these Rings or "gang's" are responsible for all the problems that happen in their areas. But probably one of the most hated and feared of the entire Ring's is largest of them all. At 12 members, the Under-Ground is a name that strikes fear into the hearts of many, even some of the members of New York's police force fear going into the Under-Ground's territory. Rumors fly that this Ring is responsible for the drugs, other narcotics and even weapons that are being distributed to the youth of NYC.
When part of the rumor starts proving to be true and the others are soon to follow, some of the younger members of The Under-Ground decide they want no part in it and plan to leave. But when their Leader finds out and tries to put a stop to their leaving they turn to people who were once their enemies for help. But everyone knows that once a member of the Under-Ground, always a member of the Under-Ground.