Looking at him sent chills down my spine…

He had a queer smile on his face like he was about to do something evil. But he just stood there, looking at me as if trying to tell me something.

"This will be your room from now on. You will be staying with us for a very long time so make your self comfortable." He said with the same queer smile.

I looked at his face first and then towards where he was pointing to. It was a small metal door with bolts on it on all the four sides. A small handle was constructed on the very left. I slowly moved forward, with the other 2 boys next to me staring. I put my hand firmly on the handle but inside I was kind of afraid of what would be inside.

Turning the handle made a small screeching sound. I pushed on it but it wouldn't open. Then I pushed it harder, with all my strength and it slowly opened. The screeching sound increased and it hurt my ear slightly. As I opened it, light entered the room so that it could be visible.

I examined the room carefully and then thought, 'What a strange place.' It had only a small bed on the one side of the room, a table next to it and on the opposite side, a small basin like depth in the floor. I kept wondering what that was. Any way I took small steps until I was completely inside. I turned around to look at the tall man.

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask anyone around here. My name is Borcloff and I will be your master and teacher from now on. You will do exactly what I say."

I kept looking until he had entirely closed the door. There was a small window near the ceiling on the opposite side of the door. It was like the ones in a basement. It actually was a basement.

I walked towards the bed and sat on it. I put my legs up and hugged them tightly. It was so cold and there was nothing really in that room which was good enough to wear. I sat there while I thought of all the things that had happened to me in the whole day. My parents were gone, my house was gone, I was in a place which had no existence to me and I didn't even get to open the present that my father brought for me.

And I didn't notice when but I fell asleep on the same bed.

(A/n Make Yuri 6 years old. 4 is too young/)

"Get up! Didn't you hear the sirens?" A loud roar said as it woke me up.

I looked at the man who was yelling at me so sourly.

"Get up! Wash your face and then come to the main hall!" He said as he left the room.

As if he wasn't enough a problem for me, I had no idea where the main hall or the washroom was. I had completely forgotten what Borcloff had told me.

I slowly got myself up and walked out of the room. I asked shyly to he closest person to me where the washroom and the main hall were.

With a coarse voice, he told me where I needed to go. I walked to the washroom and opened the door. There was complete silence. There was nobody there. I started towards the basins and washed my face and exited. And then with heavy feet, went to the main hall.

As I came closer, loud noises started coming from the main hall. Those voices where of many children. I peered inside and Borcloff saw me. I moved way and hid behind the door.

"Child, don't be afraid. This will be your life now. Next time listen to the sirens and come on time." And saying this he took me inside, putting me with the same 2 children I was with when I came to this place.

"From now onwards, you three will be a team and practice beyblading together." He said as he walked away.

All of stared at each other for a while and then looked own. There were 3 beyblades lying on the floor. The one in front of me was blue and white. I slowly picked it up and stared at it. Then I pick up the shooter and gave the stare to it. I saw it on TV, but never did I try it by myself. Then he thought, 'Maybe, this was the gift father wanted to give me or maybe not!'

I fixed it up with the shooter like everyone around me. The other 2 children did the same. All around me children were shooting hard and pulling the rip chords so loudly, and with doing that they made a sound like when you sword fight. Then their blades would fall on the ground and the other children would do the same. Then their blades would clash and make small metallic sounds which felt sweet in my ear.

I suddenly gripped my shooter confidently and let it rip. Me blade fell in the dish but after a small time stopped. It was out of balance. I eagerly picked it up again and shot it again. Suddenly I saw another blade in the dish. The another. It was from the other 2 kids.

I looked at them and then at the dish. And we kept on doing this the whole morning.

Later in the afternoon

I walked towards Borcloff. My hands were sour and my arms were aching.

"Mister Borcloff. Can I have break please? I am tired." I asked in a small and week voice.

"A break, do you really need it? You should be strong and keep on going until 3 o'clock. Then you will get a break and lunch." He said, still smiling that weird smile.

I looked down and walked away towards the dish again where the 2 boys were standing. We all got along well. The younger one's name was Boris and the older one was Sergei. Sergei was very quiet but Boris and I got along good. Though we were both very confined.

We had already had breakfast after we had our morning routine Beyblading. The breakfast was very weird in taste, but we dared not complain. The look in Borcloff's eyes was too fierce for us small kids.

Now let me just describe Boris and Sergei to you. Boris was very fair. He seriously needed tanning but it really didn't matter. His eyes were piercing ice blue and there was no emotion in them at all, just like all the other children around me. He was wearing a plane ice blue jacket which was covering him from head to his stomach. Underneath he had a dark blue pair of track suit. This combination went well with his eyes.

Sergei was taller than both of us and very serious. He didn't really talk that much. He had a weird hat on his hat; he had a brown old coat on with a pair of warm pants. Very brief amounts of emotion in his eyes.

At night

Finally it was night. I was dead tired. We had a blade till lunch and then we were sent to a huge academy where we were taught studies. So we studied till 8 o'clock and then we had dinner in the dining hall again. At 9 we were sent to bed. I was sitting on my bed in the same manner as I was sitting like when I came to this place. Boris and Sergei were sent to there respected rooms.

I was sitting still without a sound, trying to focus my attention on my parent's memories. Those were such great times. Even thought they were just yesterday, they seem so long ago. A tear escaped my eyes. I really missed them a lot.

Suddenly I heard the sound of heavy breathing. As if there was another presence in the room. I could here it, feel it but I could not see it. I glanced carefully all across the room. I started getting scared. There was somebody in my room and I couldn't see him. What could be that breathing?

Unexpectedly I saw a vision of a girl standing in my room. But in a second it disappeared. I looked again carefully to where I saw her and there was nothing. The sound of breathing was gone and I could here my heart bet rapidly.

I slowly sank in my bed and took my blanket and tried my best to sleep and get my mind away from that girl. Who was that?