Beyblade- A Tale of Two Phoenixes: Profile/ Chapter 1

Blader-
Name: Saiyna Talynivik (Sai-an-uh Tuh-lyn-ih-vik)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair/Eye Color: Dark brown/ Golden-red
Height: 5'5"
Nationality: Russian/German
Born in: Saarbrucken, Germany
Raised in: Balkov Abbey, Russia
Languages Spoken: Russian, German, English, Japanese

Bit Beast/Blade-
Bit Beast: Kaalyian (Call-ee-uhn)
Species: Armored Phoenix
Gender: Male
Element(s): Fire/Shadow

Attacks:
Apocalypse Inferno (Offense/Fire)
Illusion Strings (Offense/Shadow)
Heat Wave Attack (Offense/Fire)
Superblaze Spiral (Defense/Fire)
Solar Eclipse (Defense/Shadow)

Blade Model(s): Kaalyian Gigus, Kaalyian Apocalypse
Colors: Black, Red

Other-
Occupation: Beyblader, Fighter (see below)
Fighting: Martial Arts, Boxing
Parents: Unknown
Family: None
Current Location: Japan

Start:

17-year-old Saiyna Talynivik's face remained emotionless when she was declared the winner of yet another boxing match. She was fast, ruthless, and had a 'take-no-prisoners' mentality. That was the same for anything else she did. As her next competitor, a brown-haired boy about her age, stepped into the ring, she remained impassive. No opponent could ever beat her; she was so fast she was untouchable. The bell for the match to start rang, and her opponent immediately lashed out with a series of jabs. Saiyna effortlessly dodged each one. He was starting to get frustrated with the fact that he couldn't get so much as a fiber of his boxing glove on the reigning champ. Dancing back and forth on the balls of her feet, Saiyna fought back and it was over in a matter of seconds.

Back in the locker rooms, the phoenix received several pats on the back by the good-sport competitors she'd beaten. She pulled on her tight black long-sleeved shirt with the stuck-up collar and flowing sleeves, and a pair of navy blue boys' cargoes, all topped off with an ankle-length white scarf. It was much too warm in the locker room for long sleeves, but it was all she could do to cover the painful reminders of her past that would forever linger on her body. On her pale face were 4 black sharkfin marks. Under the bright lights of the ring, her skin was so whitewashed that they went unnoticed. Pocketing her blade, Kaalyian, her bit beast, remained silent as always. Neither talked much, but they were very close. She picked up her earnings and began the walk home with a backpack on her shoulder and nothing in her heart, just the same as it had been for years.

Flashback

The screams of an Abbey kid could be heard in one cell not far from there, but 15-year-old Saiyna's was silent despite her cruel punishment. She took the harsh sting of a metal-tipped whip in absolute silence, she knew better than to cry or yell like the poor soul in the cell so close to hers. She was chained to the wall so that she faced stone wall, splattered and stained with a sickening crimson from past bloody beatings of hundreds of others as well as herself. Saiyna's hands were cuffed together and hung from a chain 6 inches long, making her arms forming a V in which her head hung from exhaustion, she would have been on her knees as well if the chain had been long enough, so she halfway hung by her wrists.

The guard behind her swore under his breath. She turned her head to look over her shoulder and shot him a glare so fierce he fell silent. Unlike the Abbey inhabitants that had learned the art of glares, whose glares were so cold they could freeze fire, Saiyna's glare was fiery, hot, and fierce, her eyes made them not cold but blazing hot to the point of pain. It was impossible to look this defiant and iron-willed girl in the eye, her eyes, they challenged, and the challenge was never met. The guard walked away, leaving the girl alone. When he was well out of earshot, and the screams of another Abbey kid fell silent, she cried, and that was it. She never cried again. Only 2 days later, she broke out.

Her old friend, the one who too wore those sharkfin marks, Kai was his name, had promised to come back for her. For years she waited in expectation, but it faded gradually away with all other hope she had left. She grew to hate everyone, angry at everyone, always wondering what she did to deserve such treatment. The girl who became the blader she was today was remote, cold, untrusting, and angry at the world. She was quiet, no longer the spunky and hopeful little girl she had been when she was too naïve to realize that she wasn't going to be let go. She was Saiyna Talynivik, and she was torn and broken. She was the Phoenix that had risen from the ashes, reborn again to fly the skies of life, but she was flying solo. Exactly as she had been her entire life.

Saiyna shook off the awful memory and kept walking, and she found comfort strangely enough in keeping her hand around Kaalyian's blade. Somehow, someway, her phoenix brought her what she'd lost, the faint but welcoming warmth called hope. She had moved on from the suffering she had endured for so many horrible years of torture and death, and now she was reborn from the ashes just as the Phoenix was. She was the one who would fly solo. Or so she thought.

Drachenfire: Please review! I want opinions!

Saiyna: And why the hell is my last name the same as that bitch from Brotherhood of the Bladers?

Saiyana: I heard that!

Drachenfire: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!

Both: (innocent faces)

Drachenfire: That's better. Anyway, review or I'll have Saiyna and Saiyana beat thecrap outta you.

Taylia: What about me?

Serenity/Rakota: And me?

Drachenfire: (sighs) REVIEW OR ALL OF THEM WILL KICK YOUR BUTTS!