On with the story…

"WHAT?" I said with a surprised face.

"I'll teach you how to beyblade." She said calmly.

"What makes you think that I need learning?" I yelled at her angrily. It was true that I had always had an ego. Even when I was young.

"I know you aren't that good in beyblading. I can see it in your spirit that you can be stronger but only with a little guidance." She said like she knew everything.

I stood there quiet. I didn't know what to say. Though it was true that the bladers around me better and more skilled than me. That was the one reason I hated that Kai. He was so arrogant.

"I can make you far better than Kai if you want." She said with an evil grin on her smug little face, "And I can get you a worthy bit-beast too."

'How did she know that I wanted to be better than Kai?' I thought. She was so mysterious. But what she was offering to me was nothing that I could ignore or let go. It was too good to let go.

"Indeed it isn't a deal to let just pass by," she said, "So do we have a deal?"

"I-I don't k-know…" I said in a confused and scared tone.

'What if Borcloff finds out? He would kill me. I shouldn't take suck a risk.' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry, Borcloff won't find out. You'll be safe." She said reassuringly.

"What makes you think I am afraid of him?" I said glaring at her.

"I just know. SO do we have a deal?" She said, holding her hand out.

I looked at her hand in a very confused manner, as if I was having an internal conflict with my conscience and my ambition. My conscience told me she was not to be trusted. But my ambition was telling me that the power I would get would be unimaginable.

"Wait a minute," I said looking in her eyes. They were dark and cold, "How do I know that you know how to beyblade?"

"If we start tomorrow, I will show you and if you aren't satisfied then I will leave you alone forever. But of you are satisfied then we will have a deal." She said very confidently.

She was danger was what my conscience was telling me.

I reached my hand out to shake hers. I didn't quite know what I was getting myself into but I was about to find out. But one thing was for sure, I couldn't let down an offer for a bit-beast.

"We will start tomorrow…" She said with a smirk and then sat on the floor.

I stared at her in amazement about how confident she seemed. She was wearing a black long cape but hood wasn't up on her head. I could barely see her hair in the dark. Her pale skin glimmered in moonlight reaching from that small window in the top. I couldn't actually get the colour of her eyes either.

Then my eyes shifted to the 'thing' she was standing next to. Shadow looked quite like Wolborg 4, though at that time I didn't now about Wolborg 4. It was pure white but instead of ice crystals on her sides, she had huge black and grey wing which were untouchable. I mean really untouchable. It was as if they were made out of pure energy. They were see-through and like shadows around the beast. Her eyes were black and instead of his purple cover over Wolborg's nose, she had a light grey one. He paws were like Wolborg's except they were covered with some dirt.

'Wait a minute… How can a bit-beast be dirty? Aren't they spirits?' I thought to myself in wonder. Something was strange about her bit-beast. I had seen bit-beasts but none this small in size. It was exactly the same size as a wolf. And it wasn't a spirit, it was a real wolf.

"You're right." She said out of nowhere, "Shadow isn't a bit-beast right now. She is a normal wolf and my guardian."

"How did you know what I was thinking about?" I said in amazement. 'Is she a mind reader?' I thought.

"Yes… Yes I am." She replied with her eyes closed.

I looked at her in horror. I couldn't keep anything from her even in my mind. I new it all along, She was trouble in all ways possible.

Suddenly she stood up straight, her head parallel to mine and she raised her hands to hr back and took her hood up.

"See you tomorrow." She said and then turned away. I was bout to stop her for some more questions, but she and her 'pet' wolf went right through the wall and there was trace of any life in my room except for me.

"She is certainly a ghost. Either that or I am hallucinating." I whispered to myself.

'I am not a ghost!' A voice in my mind said, but it was a girls.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I said as I heard that voice. She was talking to me in my mind.

It was just freaky…

Next day

The day went out normally, at night I waited for Anastasia to come. I held my blade in my hand and stared at it. I could already picture a bit on it. The thought felt sweet in my mind of all that power in my hand. But I still couldn't understand how I trusted her so much as to imagine the power in myself.

And than I saw her, coming right through the wall.

"HOW DO YOU DO THAT IF YOU ARENT A GHOST?" I freaked out.

"I have some abilities…" She plainly replied.

I stared at her like she was someone strange. Though what can I say, she was strange.

She raised her hand out and stuck it in her cape's pocket and fiddled. Then she pulled it out and I could see a beyblade in her hand.

She fixed it up in her shooter. It was an odd shooter. It was shaped like a fang and the chord was longer than normal beyblades have. She went straight to the dish in my room and held her shooter out.

She made a serious face and lit the chord rip. Her blade met the ground with force and started spinning at one place. She then gestured me to come over. I took hold of my blade and let it rip easily.

As soon as my blade hit the ground, her blade came right out and clashed into mine and sent my blade right in the wall where it made a huge crevice.

I stared at my blade with my eyes as wide as saucers.

"H-How…" I whispered to myself.

She smirked an evil smirk and closed her eyes as her blade jumped into her hand.

She was good, that was for sure. I had never seen such a good blader. She held out her blade towards me and I looked at it.

'Wait a second! There isn't anything on her bit. She wasn't even using her bit-beast.' I thought to myself in terror. How could somebody be so strong?

"I can be strong, and I can make you even stronger." She said coolly.

And that is how my journey started with the strange girl named Anastasia whose past I had no idea about. I sometimes would ask her about her and she would just change the topic. SO after a while I stopped asking. It was her business and I had no entry in it. I kept practicing and I admit I was getting stronger by the days. And I could see that Borcloff was getting impressed by my display of power.

It was true after 1 year of practice with Anastasia; I had gotten stronger and more ruthless towards other people's blades. And that was what Borcloff would admire.

"Hey…" I said. I was 8 now and was a little more mature now. Anastasia came to my room again.

Through the weeks, I introduced Anastasia to Boris and Sergei. They got a long well, though Anastasia was still confined towards us all. But it was true that she felt comfortable around me now, and so did I around her. She told me things about her day and the things she went through, but still didn't give me any hint of her home or past.

I could see that her were weary and looking towards the ground. Shadow stood next to her, Anastasia's hand over her white fur.

She limped slowly and fell on the ground like she did 2 years ago. I ran towards her helped her lay next to the wall.

"WHATS WRONG?" I asked her worriedly.

She didn't reply, she just lay there. She removed her hands which were on her stomach. I looked and stared in revulsion…

TO BE CONTINUED!