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*. I am thinking about drawing the characters soon, though it will be a rough copy, a very rough copy until I get a graphics tablet. I'm sorry I haven't updated for a long time, been working and such and doing a new course so yeah, but I will hopefully get those chapters updated more recent!

We managed to get to the hospital, when we arrived; the nurses took Gaard away, and told us to wait in a waiting room until we could see him. Me and Saar sat next to each other in the waiting room, Saar was leaning her head on my left shoulder. Ray sat to my other side as Max sat on the other side of Saar. Tyson was pacing as Hilary was watching him. Kenny was also watching him, Kai was leaning against the wall, they caught up with us a little while after we got to the hospital. I kept looking down at the floor, I couldn't believe that I didn't know what Gaard was having, I knew from then that I had to educated myself, but he never told us that he's asthma pump was empty. I sighed to myself, I could still feel Saar leaning her head on me, and I think she fell asleep. I fiddled with the empty asthma pump; I could here voices, and looked up to come face to face with a nurse.
"He's awake; you can go see him now." The nurse said as I nodded my head and stood up. I lifted Saar's head off my shoulder and placed it onto Maxes; I wanted to go in alone so I could speak with him. As I went into the room I could see Gaard sitting up in the hospital bed with an oxygen mask strapped to he's face. He was glaring down at the bed quilts, they had let him keep he's regular cloths on, not hospital robes, although they might make him change depending on how he goes. Gaards eyes were cold as he glared at the quilt, tensing and un-tensing he's hands. I walked up to him and sat down on the side of the bed, he didn't look up nor did I look at him. I sighed as I looked up at the roof.
"You should have told me that your pump was empty, this could have been avoided so easily." I said to him.
"Didn't want to be a bother." He replied back as I turned my head to the side to look at him from the corner of my eye.
"It wouldn't have been a bother." I replied back to him as I turned my body so that I could face him fully. I looked for the time, sympathetic.

He looked back at me, almost shock by my new facial expression. I could feel my nose turn funny as water gathered in my eyes, and the feeling of water coming down my cheeks.
"We could have lost you! What would have happened if we did?" I shouted and cried at the same time. I closed my eyes tight as I dropped my head down a bit. I could feel a hand touch my face slightly making me jolt my watery eyes open again and look at him, although the vision was blurred. A small smile came across he's face.
"What doesn't kill me makes me stronger." He simply said as I grabbed he's hand slightly. I could feel him sit up slightly and watched him through my watery eyes as he placed a hand on the breathing mask and lifted it up slightly with he's hand, and dropping it so it fell down to he's neck and dangled there.
"The damage of this attack was great. My lungs have been damaged a lot. I may not be able to blade." He said, the most words he had ever said to me, and they were the words I never wanted to hear. I looked at him worriedly, as he's breathing started to get heavier, he was struggling without the mask, it wasn't ready to come off yet.
"Do not let Saar know about this or let her worry….She will make me feel worse." He said and dropped down on he's bed. I felt he's hand drop and quickly got the mask from he's neck, placing it back around he's nose and mouth once more. I nodded my head as he looked at him tiredly, he's eyes half open, and he's breathing going back to normal. I nodded my head at him.
"I will let you know…if I can battle." He said to me, maybe he thought that was all I cared about? I shook my head at him, and ripped my eyes with the back of my hand.
"Don't worry about that. Just get better." I said to him as I stood up, watching him nod tiredly and then shut he's eyes close to try and get some rest.

I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me silently then walked back to the others. They all stood up as I came close, Saar ran over, she must have woken up. She looked at me with a hopeful gleam in her eyes.
"Will he be ok?" She asked me as I nodded my head.
"He'll be fine. He's got to stay here for a few days, he'll ring when he's out so I can come and get him." I said to her as she smiled widely and nodded her head. She turned on her heel and walked back next to Max.
"Let's get back to mine, it's getting late." Tyson said as the others nodded in agreement. I walked behind them, my hands jammed into my trouser pockets, my head facing the ground as I walked. My mind wondered, I jumped when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Looking beside me I saw Ray. I raised an eyebrow slightly as she smiled a little bit at me.
"Try to get your mind off it. Have a good sleep, we'll think of a plan tomorrow." He said as he patted my head slightly, why did I have to be short? I nodded my head nevertheless and stayed behind as he caught up with the others. The journey home was short, but quiet, it made it seem like miles, hours, when in reality it was just fifth teen minutes. We all got into the house and took off our shoes, I just wanted to sleep, I didn't want to eat anything, not when one of my family members was in hospital. The image never left my mind; he looked weak, harmless, and vulnerable. It was the first time I ever saw Gaard like that. I started to go towards the room with our bedding in.
"Hey, where you going Va? Don't you want to eat?" Max asked me in a cheery tone. I placed a hand on the door frame and shook my head.
"No, I just wish to sleep." I said to him calmly. I could feel the stares as I walked into the room and closed the door. I found my bed, and let myself fall onto it releasing a huff as I did. I instantly fell asleep when my head hit that pillow.

We were sitting under an Oak tree in the park. We didn't have much food or water, but to us, this was a picnic. We smiled and laughed as we got to know each other.
"So why did you run away from home? I can tell because you were half naked." Saar asked me, a large smile on her face. I looked at her, ashamed as to why I left and looked away slightly.

"I….was raped constantly by my father and brother… I had enough." I said to her, feeling ashamed. I felt arms wrap around my neck, and another pair around my waist. This got me confused. I could see Gaard and Saar hug me. Saar was looking up at me with a small sympathetic look upon her child like face.
"I was abused by my father. He stabbed me, set me on fire, punched me, kicked me. I have the scars. And Gaard was used as a test dummy for drugs. He was also abused if he didn't do what he's mother wanted." She said. That would explain the deep scar wounds on her back that I saw earlier, and the burn marks on her legs when I watched her take off her shorts that she gave to me. She buried her face in my stomach a bit as Gaard hugged me tighter.
"We'll stick together though! Nothing will tear us apart and we will have each others backs!" She said as I nodded my head and hugged them back, resting my head on Gaards shoulder slightly.

I woke up. The dream, why did they come up now? I didn't think I would have to relive those days in a dream form; at least it was just a dream, and not pure reality, but the dreams, why now? This question ran through my mind repeatedly until Saar came rushing into the room and sat down in front of my futon, she sat on her knees, a large bright smile on her face. I smiled back a little bit at her, wondering why she was in such a cheery mood.
"Come, come! Breakfast is ready, Ray cooked it, and you better hurry though I think Tyson is going to eat it all." Saar said, looking at me with a childish smile as I nodded my head and sat up, pushing myself off the soft futon with my arms and then sitting up straight so that I could stretch. She had ran off into the other room to go and get something to eat. I needed to visit Gaard in the hospital again, just so I know that he was ok. Walking into the room where we all ate, I sat down next to Saar, who was eating some eggs. I also had a plate of eggs, but that was it, I didn't want any more, I wasn't that hungry to begin with. My eyes looked tired and dull; it was almost like I was under some ones spell, or that I had a lot on my mind. Saar looked at me furrowing her eyebrows slightly as I poked my food, and ate it when I felt like it.

A shower and a brushing of teeth and hair later, I was set. I walked out of Tyson's dojo, and walked quickly to the hospital. I heard footsteps behind me and turned around quickly, swinging my leg. It was grabbed, but to my amusement, I saw a rather smug Kai. I pulled my leg away from him placing it on the ground and glared at him, a hateful glare at that.
"If you wanted to follow all you had to do was ask!" I said to him, not trying to sound threatened as he continued smirking slightly.
"After the scare yesterday? Do you think it's wise to wonder alone?" He asked me as he walked past, making me raise an eyebrow slightly at him confusion. I jogged quickly to catch up to him, and walked next to him as we made our way to the hospital. The air was thick with awkwardness, and something else, but what? Maybe it was worry, I didn't know, nor did I like the feel of it vibrating around the place. I glanced up at Kai a few times; he was just walking normally, as if nothing was happening at all, just a casual walk to the hospital that was all. I sighed slightly as we were making our way.

We had reached the hospital, and walked in through the doors. I walked to the reception desk as Kai stood against the wall.
"Hey, is it possible to see a Gaard Engel?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow at her slightly. The woman looked up at me, furrowing her eyebrows, a sympathetic look coming across her face. I raised an eyebrow in confusion of this.
"Is there a problem with that?" I asked her as she nodded her head.
"He went into Post traumatic stress last night. A nightmare he was having caused him to lash out at our nursing staff, we had to put him in a rehabilitation room before he seriously injured our staff." She said to me, my eyes going wide as she told me. The events in he's life….had they caused him to suddenly gain this disorder? I knew he had been through a lot, but was there more that he wasn't telling either me Saar…I was in shock as I looked up to her.
"I need to see him! Me and a little girl called Saar are all he's got! Let me see him!" I shouted at her in anger, as she looked at me, trying to figure out what to do. I needed to see him, and try to calm him down, or at least help him through this, and I knew that what ever I was going to see, it wouldn't be a wonderful site.

*German to English translations*

Engel = Angel