I do not own Beyblade. I only own the new characters and the plot of this story.
I hope you enjoy this story. It is my first Beyblade fic. Enjoy!
In a park in Japan, a crunch of a twig is heard. Someone is coming. A lonely figure decides. She hides in the shadows.
"Sorry, Mr. Dickinson. I swear I saw her this morning, training around here," a young voice apologizes. Suddenly, something rushes through the brush.
"Hello. Who is that?" a scared voice of an old man calls out. The younger man tries to reassure him.
"Is it I who you seek, old man?" a young girl steps out of the shadows. She wears a ninja like outfit, blue and black. She has long, bright red hair, tied back with a black and silver bandana, and cold blue unforgiving eyes. Her legs are rapped in silver clothes. She has a small bag around her waist and contains a blue and silver beyblade and launcher. She also has a backpack on her shoulder.
"Are you Brook?" the old man, Mr. Dickinson, asks.
The girl turns away from him, "Depends whose looking for me," she responds flatly.
"I am Mr. Dickinson. President of the…"
"I know who you are. What do you want?" she snaps at him. She turns with her beyblade to him, threatening to launch.
"Come with me and I will give you a chance at joining my team for the champion ship. I won't make you but I would like you to consider it. If you come, I'll give you something to eat." He stares at the beyblade with little fear in his eyes.
"Fine. I come to see your pathetic team. They may have the honor of me joining them." She follows him to the limo and to the building.
Next chapter soon!