I don't own beyblade nor do I own the characters created in the story, I do however own the OC's and the story line, so I can not be sued. Reviews and ratings are much thanked for *hint hint*. There may be some German in chapters from now on! Sorry if you read German and take a little while to understand, I haven't spoken it for a while.

Sorry for so long for the update, I had to go job hunting, not been successful (T_T) lets hope I get the assistant manager training =D. NEW THING! Seeing as no dreams have been in this so far, dreams may start popping up, if that's the as, they'll be in Italics. So enjoy.

I walked out, into the back yard, and let out a scream while holding my head. I guess someone had heard me, mostly Gaard; he was the one whose hand was on my shoulder. I breathed heavily and looked at him; he had a thoughtful look on his face, and grabbed my wrist, walking me to the window. We both sat down a little bit away from it. I looked at him. I was going to speak before he put he's finger up to me, I kept quiet, I guess we were listening to the conversation outside. I could hear Saar crying.
"Don't cry Saar, she might let you stay." I could hear Tyson say. Saar continued to cry.
"She won't, I know she won't, she'll, she'll say it's best for us to go away. She wants to get stronger, but she keeps running. I'm scarred to, but I want to face the fear, not run away!" I heard her cry. It made me think, was I setting a bad example for them both, just running away all the time. After all, Saar and Gaard are like my brother and sister; we're that close, they're the closest thing to family I have. I looked at Gaard, who was looking at me for the answer. I sighed and looked down.
"Am I setting a bad example for you two? Do you two want to stay, and face the past head on?" I asked him, not looking at him.
"I wish to, as does Saar. Va, listen to your thoughts, not to your fear, the choice may be better then first thought." He said, standing up. He walked away, and left me by the window, he looked back. I looked down for a quick second, and then back at me, he's eyes looked sad.
"I'm scarred, yes. But….I want to face the fear head on." He said and turned the corner, I saw something come from he's eye. Maybe he was crying? I had never seen him cry since the day I first met him. He left me to my faults. Who knew a sixteen year old boy could get to me so much. But then again, I was seventeen, so it was only a year's difference. I decided to sleep outside, I couldn't sleep inside, and not with the guilt I felt because of Saar's crying. I closed my eyes, and felt myself slip into sleep.

I ran. Ran as fast as I could. The big jumper was green; it covered my body down to my lower thigh. I was breathing heavily. My long black hair flew behind me. I didn't know where I was going; I was just running away from them, the ones that caused me fear, distress and pain. I felt my body ram into someone else's, and then myself falling over backwards, my legs together I landed on the ground. I kept my eyes shut, my hair covering them slightly.
"Why are you running?" I heard a very childish voice ask. I opened my eyes so very slightly, and starred into big, bright green ones. I backed away slightly, and bumped into a pair of legs. Looking up I noticed a pair of purple eyes looking down at me, an eyebrow raised, blonde hair messy. I moved away from him, and back towards the girl slightly. He looked about ten, the girl looked about six.
"Scarred." The boy said, straight forward. I shook while on the ground. The little girl laughed slightly standing up her pastel blue dress falling to her knees. I could see bruises on them. She wears white sandals.
"We won't hurt you." She said offering both her hands to me. I looked at the hands, and took them. I pulled myself up, she help slightly by walking backwards. I could see bruises on her arms. She had a big on over her left eye. I looked at the boy, holding my arms around my body, still shivering. He had cuts and bruises on he's arms as well, and a large deep cut on his forehead. The girl noticed I was only wearing a big jumper and started to take something off from under her dress. It was a pair of shorts, a beige pair at that.
"You have underwear right?" She asked a large smile on her face. I nodded my head, and had the shorts shoved into my hands.
"Put them on, we won't look." She said and turned around. The boy did the same. I could see what looked like several holes in the back of his neck. The girl's dress was an open back dress, there were deep cuts on her back, and some were already scars. I quickly put on the shorts on as they turned around.
"I'm Saar, and this is Gaard. Who are you?" She asked a large smile on her face as she looked at me. The shorts were a little tight, but had to do for now.
"I'm Va."

I awoke from my dream with beads of sweat falling from my face. I wiped my hand over my face, removing the salty liquid from it. Why did that dream suddenly pop up in my mind? The day I first met them, the day I first started to trust people. I noticed a blanket around me again, and wondered who placed it on me. After all, only Gaard as far as a knew, knew I was sleeping out here. I stood up, scratching my head, I needed a shower, and I felt gross. I started to walk back towards the inside of the judo. I turned the corner and saw Saar with a bowl in her hand. I raised an eyebrow, folding up the blanket.
"I thought you might be hungry. You looked cold last night to." She said to me with a glance upon her young face.
"Thank you, Saar. But I'm going to have a shower. I'm not hungry. I thank you for the thought though." I said to her. Saar nodded her head and followed me back inside. I took off my shoes as Saar slid her sandals off. I headed towards the bathroom, first knocking on the door to make sure know one was in there. No one answered, so I opened the door, and then locked it behind me after entering it. My shower didn't take long, only about ten minutes. I came out, my hair very messy and un-brushed, it wasn't dripping, and I had gotten most of the water out with a towel and hands. Hilary was the first to notice me. She shot a glare at me, I shot one back. She turned and faced me, making me raise an eyebrow, the harsh glare still cemented to my face.
"So are you going?" She asked, venom dripping off every word.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I said back at her, moving away. She placed an arm in front of my way, and kept glaring at me.
"I want you out. You are nothing but pathetic. Why are you even here? To get heads up for the tournament? Well I won't let you." She said, trying to make a snarly comment at me. I just chuckled slightly, and pushed her arm out of the way. She glared at me as she grabbed the back of my shirt. I turned around and grabbed her arm, pinning it to her back, her body was pinned against the wall. I glared at her, and kept a tight grip on her arm.
"How dare you touch me in a threatening matter. If you did this to my family members you would be more then pinned." I said to her, my voice sounding dangerous. I felt a sharp jolt to my back, making me let go, I fell to my knees. I turned to see who did it, and saw the glaring face of Kai. I raised an eyebrow.
"Kai! Thank you, she was going to break my arm off." Hilary said, sounding pathetic, and I was meant to be the pathetic one. I glared at her, and then looked back at Kai who shot a glare, the same glare he shot at me to Hilary.
"Don't lie. You provoked. You shouldn't have responded. She is part of the team, Va, no matter how much you hate it. You will learn that quickly. You Hilary, the same goes now go back and cry a sob story to Tyson. I want to talk to Va alone." Kai said, the daggers could be heard in Kai's face as the tears swelled into Hilary's eyes. I stood up, and cracked my back a little bit, he hit me hard, very hard, and it was a sharp pain, as if I was struck in the face by a large pin. It was almost heart stopping pain, even if it was for a quick second. I turned to face him, an eyebrow raised as to why he wanted to talk to me alone.

"So why do you want to talk to me?" I asked him, crossing my arms. The hair was starting to dry out. A dull aching pain started to form in my back.
"Last night. Are you staying?" He asked me, he leaned against the wall. I sighed and looked down.
"My team members say they want to face the fear head on. You said I can't keep running. But what if I want to?" I asked him, an eyebrow rose. So many questions, maybe he could answer them, but then again, maybe he couldn't.
"I will help you. In a strange way you are like me, but at the same time you are not. It's better to think of others, and put them first, instead of yourself. " He said to me, he kept calm. I looked at up, a stressed look on my face. The two wanted to stay here, and I wanted to run away. But Kai just said, put others first and then you. I understood what he meant and looked at him, a slight look of defeat on my face.
"We will stay. I know the other two want to, and because of that, it will make them happy to stay." I said to him, looking away and down. I felt defeated, for once I didn't win a battle, if this could even be called a battle, and it was more of advance forced down the throat. But I had to follow it; I had know choice but to follow it. Kai looked at me and nodded.
"I don't suggest this to anybody so considered honoured. But I will help you fight your demons, but in return, you must help fight some of mine, and be committed to the team, Blade breakers." He said to me. I looked up at him, Kai was willing to help me, as long as I helped him and stayed committed, I nodded my head. I had to learn that I couldn't keep running away from my "demons" I had to face them. I guess my brother and father could be classed as demon, they were slimy and evil. Kai nodded his head and pushed himself off the wall. He stuck a hand out in front of me, I took it and shook it.
"Training starts in five minutes bring your blade." He said to me. I nodded my head and let go of his hand, and watched him walk down the hall, most likely to tell the others. Digging into my pocket I took out Dunkle Hyäne and looked at him.
"Wir haben einen dauerhaften Platz, egal wie viel wir versuchen zu laufen." I said to him and placed him back into my pocket. The training should be interesting. I walked towards the front end of the judo. Saar was standing by the front door, her sandals on, Gaard doing the same.
"We're staying." I told them. Saar looked up at me in disbelieve.
"Really? You promise?" She asked me, taking off her shoes and walking towards me. I nodded my head at her as she held out her pinkie.
"Pinkie swear it. If you break it you swallow a thousand needles." She said trying to sound serious. I nodded and joined my left pinkie finger with her right one. She smiled at me and ran off; probably to tell Max and who ever else she talked to here. Gaard walked over to me and stood next to me.
"You listened?" He asked me, looking at me then back at where Saar was running off to. I nodded my head.
"Yes. I'm going to put you guys in front of myself more. In fact all the time. In all honesty, you deserve it; after all, you helped me back those many years ago." I told him as he nodded he's head.
"Don't go soft." He said with a slight smirk on his face. I glared at him slightly.
"I can still kick your butt, don't test me." I said to him as he chuckled slightly and continued to smirk. I just smirked back, and waited for the training to begin, I was interested as to why he wanted us to bring her blades with us.

*German to English translations*

Wir haben einen dauerhaften Platz, egal wie viel wir versuchen zu laufen. – We have a permanent place, no matter how much we try to run.