Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Running ❯ The Begining ( Chapter 1 )

Summary: (Tales place after The World Championship) Kata (OC) runs. Always running….until she runs into the Bladebrakers at a charity competition and somehow ends up being on their team when new tournaments require that all teams have five bladers on their team instead of four. Voltaire has been smuggled out of jail. The worst part is that he plans on finishing what he started…. World domination. He'll succeed. The world will end as we know it to be. It's a good thing we've got our resistance fighters to try and keep that from happening. Try. Nothing is ever guaranteed. (OC/? Your guess is as good as mine).

Disclaimer: Use your brain. Well, if you are a little slow in that department like me, then I'll just tell you. NO!!! I DON'T OWN BEYBLADE. I wish I did. Oh Kai. And Rei. Okay, now that everyone knows that I have an obsession, let's begin the story.

~ Narrator ~

"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

Running

Chapter 1: The Beginning

~ It's not fair. We failed. We… we couldn't do it. It ends here. Everything we did… was in vein. All the people who died….who died for us… died in vein, because we failed. My story….my life…do you want to know about it? Do want to know of our failure? Why we failed? What and how we failed? Then listen my story…my life. It all started when….well…when I was born. Because I was born in the…well, you'll see. ~

"Aren't they beautiful?" Said a woman, holding two new born babies.

"Very." The man that was standing next to her reached down and picked up the little boy with bright blue eyes that made you think you were looking into a never-ending crystal clear stream and vibrant red hair that looked as if it was on fire, just like the man and the woman who were his parents. The woman was holding a girl with black eyes and green hair, looking nothing at all like her twin brother or her parents.

"Mr. and Mrs. Windser, well have to take them now." Said a man dressed in black.

"No. You can't have them. We change our minds." The woman yelled, hugging her daughter close to her body.

"I was afraid this would happen." The man pulled out a small handgun and carefully aimed.

BANG

THUD

"NO!!!!!"

BANG

THUD

"My babies." The mother choked out her words, staring at her two infants and her dead husband lying on the floor.

As the mother slowly faded away, she looked toward a corner that was so fully engulfed in shadows that you couldn't see anything in them.

"You bastard." The woman said…..her final words.

The man in black (AN: No, the parents are not evil aliens, and the man in black is not one of the MIB. sorry) walked to the twins on the floor and picked them up.

"Sir. The girl doesn't look anything like her parents. Is she the one? What should we do with the boy?"

"Yes, she's the one. I was hoping that both would be needed, but I would suppose not. We should keep the boy, we can still train him and he'll be of use, just in a different way than his sister." A man stepped out of the shadows.

"Of coarse Voltaire." The man began to walk out of the room.

"Wait. Leave the girl here with me. Do they have names?"

"Yes. The girl is Kata and the boy is Damon." The man in black (AN: That's funny. Every time I type that I picture Will Smith. LOL) left after putting the girl in the arms of Voltaire.

"Yes. You will make the world mine. You will be strong and obedient." Voltaire continued with the praises that Kata would be raised to meet and ascend.

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~ I am Kata, Kata is me. Whichever way you look at it, it doesn't matter. Nothing changes. If they do, it only gets worse. I know from experience. Life enjoys throwing curve balls at you. But these curve balls are evil, they make you think you have dodged them and that you have no more worries…..and then they turn around and hit you in the back. They just keep coming, but if you can dodge when they turn on you, you'll be okay. I found out how to dodge. If you can't feel the pain then they wont come back. It's like teasing a little kid, the more they cry the more the bullies enjoy picking on the kid, so they always comeback. But if the kid stops crying then the bullies won't have fun picking on the kid and they will do find other pray that cant fight back. To make the curve balls go away, you have to ignore them. They may hit harder at first but then, like bullies, they get board and go away. ~

"Kata, it's time to train!!!" Someone yelled from outside of the six-year-olds room.

Kata got out of bed and stepped out-side of her room. "But it's October 1st. It's my birthday."

"So what. Get ready, NOW!!!"

"But I always have off on my birthday." Kata's eye's began to tear.

"Voltaire says that you are to old to slack off. NOW GET READY!!!"

"But it's my birthday." She whispered softly. It wasn't softly enough because the woman's hand flew out and slapped Kata so hard that she flew into the wall.

"Don't push your luck! Now get ready."

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"She is being disobedient." Voltaire said, looking at the screen that showed Kata quickly getting up and getting ready for her training.

"Should she be taught a lesson, sir?"

"Yes. She must learn."

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Kata lay in a broken heap on the cold tile floor. She twitched in fear and pain while the evil man stood over her, buttoning up his pants.

"You have training. Five hours have been added to your regular session."

"Five hours?" She sobbed out.

"You held up your teacher. I'm sure he won't mind adding a few hours for your pain. Voltaire is no longer your daddy. He is your master. You are to respect and fear him. I believe that he is very disappointed in you." Then the man walked out of the room.

"All I wanted was a real birthday."

~ I couldn't feel. I had no nerves. No matter what words were thrown at me…it wouldn't hurt. I was raped and beaten for the first time….on my sixth birthday. I was, for the first time, realizing that something about my life wasn't right. I was emotionless. I was empty……and, if I realized it or not, I began to slowly fade away. ~

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AN: That was the first chapter. More will happen in the next chapter. Throughout this whole story, I will be asking if you want a sad ending or a happy ending. Please R&R.