I can't believe that people actually read my fanfic I wrote it like two years ago because I was so bored I never believed that anyone would read it. I can't believe that any one think that it's good, the story was so strange and the language wasn't very polite either. I have no idea what I was thinking back then.

Oh well at least three people liked it, so I'll continual the story. But first I'll make a few adjustments to the first chapter; it isn't exactly my writing style. Or at least not anymore. Two years is a long time to grow.

Okay I'm basing this fanfic on the original version of beyblade the one with the Japanese script. So that means that Dizzy or Dizzara does not exist, she never did. Kenny's laptop is just an ordinary laptop. And second Mariah is not Ray's girlfriend, she is supposed to be his friend or cousin or sister (maybe not sister, never took the time to check). And third Tala isn't made into a cyborg, they just developed his brains and muscles and stuff so he would do things better and faster. So they made him into a super human, anyway what kinds of cyborg only have cells and no metal of any sort?

I don't own beyblade, yadee yada. Why does everyone always do this? I don't see the point since we all know that. Anyways…

Kenny's voice

I don't know exactly how it could have possibly happened or any other useful information, but all I know is that it did.

At first I thought that it was some kind of trick those biovolt weirdoes made, but then I realize that it far too advance and complicated of any human to accomplish, or machines for that matter.

But if it isn't them, then who? We all saw it happened, so it has to be real!

Isn't it?

Tala's pov

Ever since those blade breakers beat us in the world beyblading championship, every thing has gone wrong.

The abbey was shut down; the government took all the equipments away, and sealed up the basement. After a few months it reopened as an orphanage.

Boris was taken away to jail so did his so-called loyal followers.

The foolish kids who throw away their childhood to train here was sent right back to where they came from. Back to the safety of their little home, back to the out stretch arms of their parents. Even Spence, Ian, and Brian, who'd ever thought that they were so rich.

As for me, I was forced to stay in the abbey, since no one was able to find my personal record. Boris probably destroyed it all after he did that project on me. If I haven't entered the WBBC no one would no I exist. As far as I know I could be here forever.

But who cares I have been here for as long as I could remember. So I can't possibly be missing anything, or be missed by anyone.

Since Boris is no longer here I can do what ever I want, eat what ever I want, at any time anywhere. No more stupid trainings, no more diets, no more getting up before dawn, and most importantly no more Boris.

Even though that I have all this freedom, I spend most of my time in my bedroom. By choice and by force. I accidentally broke a kid's right arm and all his fingers when he tries to pick a fight with me.

But that was nothing comparing to the punishments that Boris use to give me when I misbehave. I still remembered the first time when I was punished. That dark hallway, that …

Flashback

"You stupid little brat, so you thought that you could actually out smart me?" Boris said calmly

"No sir." I wince at the pain on my back and the blood that triggered out of the cuts.

"Liar." he said again. "Give this brat 50 more slashes."

The man wearing a black coat behind me moved and came forth with one of those electric whips (another one of Boris ingenious inventions) and starts to hit me again and again across my bloody back.

I screamed as the first slash came down, but bite my tongue for the rest. I shut my eyes tight hoping to block all this from my mind and try to remember back to the…

"Oh Tala look what I have in my hand." Boris said in teasing tone.

I force opened one of my eyes. He was waving a white folder back and forth like a metronome.

"Do you know what this is?" I shake my head. "Well then lets see shall we?" He opens it with his long white finger and chuckled.

Then he held it out for me to see. In the folder was a picture of me and my name was printed underneath it in big font, with a few pieces of papers.

So it's a bunch of paper, big ideal. Unless if he think that he could use the picture to do voodoo on me.

"This is." he pulled the folder away and moves towards the fireplace. " Is your birth certificate." He throws it into the fire.

What is he trying to accomplish I asked myself as more paper is thrown into the fire.

"Your passport."

I watched as the flame devourer the papers. Did he actually think that this is going to affect me in anyway? By burning papers?

"And every other useless things that's in there." Boris throws the entire folder into the open fire.

I watched as it turned into black ashes, and the flame slowly died out after.

"All fifty slash finished sir." The man behind me reported.

"Good," he grinned. "You may go now." with a wave of his hand the man disappeared into the shadows.

"You see Tala." He turned his attention back to me. "I have power over you, I have your life you're your entire future right in the palm of my hand. You just a little no body now, so I could easily depose of you. Since I have so many more children to take your place. But since I'm in a good mood today I'll let you live. But never and I repeat never go against my will again do you understand, or there will be no second chance for you. ever." He turned away and walked towards the door.

What was that all about?

"As your punishment you will stay here for the night." his cold voice echoes through out the empty room. "Good night." as he closed the door the only lighted candle was blow out.

I kneeled there in the darkness and shivered. Has Boris gone mad? He never let me off this easy before. And what did he mean that he could "easily disposed of me"? I pulled on the chains around my bleeding wrist, hoping it would slip off.

Soon I give up without any success. None of this makes any sense.

End of flashback

His cold words still echoing in my mind until I was big enough to understand how important those papers were. I was such a fool not to know the importance of those papers.

Boris. he destroyed my identity, the proof of my existence. Now I am a nobody. As I remember back to my past, I was so surprise that I'm still alive today. I made so many mistakes, define Boris so many times that he could just "easily disposed of me". But he didn't I wonder why.

Ahhhhhh! I sit up.

I can't think with all that singing going on, couldn't they just be quiet for once? All that Christmas carol, giving and receiving presents, wishing people good will is enough to drive me nuts. I slam the door, and slump back on to my bed.

I get to have my own room, so I won't hurt or kill anyone. Since I belong to the group of children called the "problem child". I was glade that I'm one, so no one will…

Knock, knock.

"Who's there?"

Silence.

"I said who's there?" I sit up on my bed again.

Knock, knock.

"Listen if this is some kind of stupid joke I suggest you have better start running." I stormed towards the door. "Cause when I catch you, you'll be sorry that you ever..." I flung the door open. "Lived!"

Surprisingly in front of me was girl. She smiled and holds out a white package with red ribbons.

"Oh it's only you." I mumbled feeling a bit embarrassed.

What was her name again? Sika (just imagine her however you want, since I personally don't really like to read descriptions of OC either). She is one of those prefects. She is mute so she can't talk, no wonder she didn't answer me. She couldn't.

She pushed a package towards me.

"What's this?" I took the package. Duh it's a present, earth to Tala all this soft life is rotting your brain.

She took out a clipboard and writes a note on it. Then she holds it out for me to see.

"Merry Christmas."

She leaned forward and kissed my cheeks. I felt my whole face starting to burn.

quickly she waved goodbye and run down the hall.

I must have looked like an idiot standing there by the doorway. When I finally came to my senses, I walked back into my room.

It took me a while to open the package (since I never got one before) and found a snow globe and a note inside. I laid back down onto my bed again and read the note.

Dear Tala,

Merry Christmas.

sika

I shake the snow globe and watched as the snowflakes falls down. There are rows of tall dark green tree, and a clearing in the center. A wolf. A white wolf with blue eyes is standing there, like it's waiting for something. Then its cold eyes suddenly blinked.

"What the..."

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Please review. And sent in your own character, I'm mostly interested in their unique personalities so don't be mad if I describe them somewhat different than you intended.

Just in cast if you are wondering. When Sika kissed Tala it wasn't meant to be romantic. Because Sika is very hyper and sociable person, she will kiss anyone on the cheek if she got enough presents to go around.

The prefects are the oldest kids in the orphanage who help around the orphanage. Like taking care of kids younger than themselves, and the grownups who run the orphanage.

As for Tala I think it's very common for boys or girls to blush when some one kissed them on the cheek. Even if it is some one they don't have a crush on. Wouldn't you agree?

The part where he was standing at the door way looking like an idiot. Is there to show that he shocked and surprise.

Ok I should really stop giving so much information on things; I bet everyone is board to death by now.