Summery

After finding Tyson in bed with one of her greatest enemies, Hilary comforts herself with her new-found Bitbeast, unaware of the three new competitors for her heart. I'm not really sure what's going to happen with this fic but I will let you know as soon as I do. Like all of my work this is just something that happened to float through the empty void inside my head. Like it or hate it please R and R as honest opinions are always welcomed.


Lamanth: Go me! Here's chapter three, sorry for the wait but I had a bit of writers' block with this chapter. And did Muse help my out? Are you mad? Stupid male, he couldn't even bring me an aspirin never mind an inspiration!

Muse: Hey! Go bad mouth someone else!

Lamanth: Shut up and do the disclaimer.

Muse: It's in the fist chapter!

Lamanth: Just tell them about Hedera-helix!

Muse: Hilary's Bitbeast belongs to shadowphoenix101, who Lamanth gave all my cookies too! The bitch.

Lamanth: Get over it already!

Muse: No! Can't! Wont! And you can't make me.

Lamanth: Fine be like that! Anyway a big thank-you to -Lady Of The Damned Land, Iluvbeyblade, Darksouled Saiyanphoenix, kaede 15, Summery girl-Need a summery-just ask, lukinha-chan, Deep Zero, shadowphoenix101, WolfMinion, K'onix and hiddenportrait. Who all reviewed chapter two. As always sorry for any bad spelling and if you feel the need to through thing at me please wait until I've hidden behind the sofa kay?

Muse: On with the fic!


"Talking"

'Thinking'

((Bitbeast))


As pain sweeps through makes no sense for you,

Every thrill is gone wasn't to much fun at all,

But I'll be there for you as the world falls down,

As the world falls down,


Suddenly I See

Chapter 3: Strength Of The Spirit

Hilary's POV

I held the blade in my cupped hands and studied the perfection of its every line. Its forest green colour perfectly complemented the bight silver attack ring, which was shaped like a five pointed ivy leaf.

((Stop wasting time.)) The female voice sounded in my mind like the low rumble of thunder, as the bitchip glowed.

'Yes, yes.' I mentally sighed as I pulled out my dark green launcher and ripcord. I really didn't have the mental strength to blade right now but I need the comfort that only Ivy, my bitbeast could give to me. After the humiliation I'd suffered today I just wanted to bask in Ivy's strength.

My launch was weak and amateurish. I've been blading for about six moths and I've never been any good at the technical side, instead I've always heavily relied on my connection with Ivy. I had told no one that I was learning how to beyblade for two reasons. One I wasn't sure how everyone would react and two, I didn't want the pressure of training with the team.

The blade was spinning in slow lazy circles at my feet. ((Now mistress. Summon my now.)) Her voice was a hiss like the wind blowing through long grass.

A smile curved my lips at the sound of her urgent demand for attention. Letting the wave of her power to wash over me I stretched my arms above my head, my out spread fingers reaching to the sky. I let my head fall back and shut my eyes tight as I screamed out.

"Hedera-helix!" Even through my closed eyelids I saw the flash of bright green white light and when I opened my eyes a tall young woman was standing in front of me.

She stood head and shoulders above me, well over six foot with pale creamy milk white skin. A striking contrast to her full blood red lips. She had the undefined physical features of a young girl, hardly a curve to hip or breast. Yet something in her intense deep violet eyes bespoke maturity centuries old. Pansy coloured eyes. The colour you get when you mix the blue of depression with the red of rage. The colour of bruises, the colour of pain. Her finger was boyish but at the same time you were left in no doubt about her femininity. Dark green hair entwined with sliver leaves fell in a wild cascade to her almost non-existent hips. On her feet were Ice-blue strappy stilettos, the colour exactly matches the paint on her long elegant fingernails.

In short Hedera-helix or Ivy is a sight that once seen is never forgotten. Never had the truth about the female of the species being more deadly than the man rung so true.

The sylph like female in front of Hilary swayed from side to side as if blown by as light breeze. The lustrous, sheer pale green of her dress clung to her bare skin as she moved in a rhythm. Her hands, as pale as starlight found the end of the acid green vine like belt than encircled her waist and began to twirl it between her slender fingers. The sleeveless bodice hugged her torso tightly, subtly shaped by the design of the seed pearls woven into its iridescent fabric. From beneath them, the gown fell in to a simple full-length skirt, which whispered and sang with her every movement.

((Why do you only call me by my true name when you call me from my bitchip?)) She asked.

"Because Hedera-helix is such a mouthful, and as it's the Latin name for ivy I find it easier to call you Ivy." I stated. "You don't mind do you?" I asked as I looked at the queenly creature in front of me.

((No. As long as you are happy I don't mind.)) Came the reply. ((But you are not happy are you?))

Once more I felt the tears well in my eyes only this time I could not find the strength to hold them back. They fell in a torrent down my cheeks as sobs racked my body, shaking me till I was sure my bones would brake. I let the weight of my misery over take me and collapsed back on to the fallen tree I had previously been sat on.

I sensed Ivy sit down next to me and then she wrapped her arms around me hugging me tight to her slim body. In the safety of her embrace I let the last of my self-control leave me and howled my distress. I cried until I found that I no more tears left to shed. I have no idea how long we sat there, with Ivy murmuring soothing words in my ear as if she were comforting a small lost child.

When I was still and quiet she pulled back and studied my tear streaked face. ((There now. Have you cried you tears dry?))

I snuffled once or twice and nodded at her.

((Good. I hate to see you upset and no one has the right to hurt you so my mistress. Especially not this stupid boy who is not worthy of your time -)) She smiled softly and raised her right hand to brush a stray tear from my cheek. ((- or your tears.)) I smiled weakly; I loved the way that this Ice Queen would sometimes melt and show a soft and caring side that she seemed to have only for me.

Her face-harden as she stood and began to pull me to my feet. ((If I ever get my hands on him I'll scratch his eyes out.)) The willowy woman in front of me flexed her arms displaying the understated strength of a dander. ((And make my words I'll ring that little witch's neck. Ming-Ming. More like Minging if you ask me. But enough with them for now my only concern is you. So come and dance with me and let your troubles melt away.))

Her eyes danced as she grabbed my hands and began to twirl with me. ((Don't worry my child for I will always be here with you. Even as the world falls down.)) And with that she released her grip on me and whirled gracefully passed me.

Ivy spread her arms wide as she danced around my still twirling form. A sudden breeze caught and tugged and her full skirt, making it billow around slim legs as white as ivory. Ivy's delighted laughter sounded almost mocking in my ears, for as I caught sight of her she reminded me of a small dove about to take wing. And I was struck my a blinding fear that now Ivy too, just like everyone else, my parents, my old friends, and even Tyson, was going to fly away with out me.

As if sensing my distress, the ethereal woman danced towards me, with steps as light as air. Her hands once more caught mine as we went sashaying around on the soft grass as if on our own privet dance floor, gliding and pivoting faster. She spun me around and caught me at the waist. I laughed giddily; feeling weightless as my feet left the ground.

It was true no mater what happened I'd always have Ivy, she at least would never leave me.


Lamanth: Well what did you think? Please just take a minuet to review, you've no idea how much it means to find out what you all think of my work.

Muse: And remember to vote for who Hil ends up with. You can choose from – Kai, Tala, and Brooklyn. One vote per review.

Big luv see ya

Lamanth