AND: Hi everybody. It's me and I am finally back to writing. This is my
newest fic. I would like to introduce you to Aileen Qwilleran even though
you already know her. *Smirks*
Aileen: A new dreamer doesn't own Beyblade or the Cat Who book series. She does own Aileen (sort of), Nicole, Jamie, Marie, and Feronia. The story line is her idea. Thank you. 'thought' "speaking" *telepathy*
Aileen's POV
'Why am I doing this? I never should go back, but here I am. Traveling with a group of people back to Pickax. Why?'
"What's wrong, Emily?" Max asked me. I looked up at him.
"Nothing," I whispered and looked out the window.
'I shouldn't be going back. I haven't yet forgiven myself for what happened.'
-Flashback-
"Aileen," a teenager whispered to me. I was about eight years old. I had auburn hair and wide amber eyes.
"What, Nicole?" I asked. Nicole was my idol. She could blade very well; in fact, she had never been defeated. She had long black hair and green eyes. She seemed sad then, I didn't understand why, but I do now.
"Take Feronia and Lupa," she told me. I was in shock.
"Why?" I asked. She turned and smiled at me.
"In every life there is a sunrise and a sunset. My time on this plane is almost over. I trust you, Aileen. Go. Go home, Aileen. Go to where you are safe," she told me and forced the blade with the twin wolf spirits into my hands. I ran home, like she told me to.
-End flashback-
'The next day she was found with a knife in her back. I kept trying to figure out who did it. I blame myself. I should have been with her.'
"What is wrong with you, Emily?" Judy asked me. I looked up at her and shook my head.
"Old memories that I want to forget," I whispered.
"Old memories?" Judy asked.
"The past should remain in the past," I whispered. I tried not to cry, but I couldn't keep all of the tears from falling. I looked away from everyone. They had all turned to look at me. I was luckily saved when we arrived at the hotel. I didn't expect rioters to be out there.
"Go away!" they all yelled. I sighed and got up.
"Maybe we should wait until they go away," Tyson suggested.
"They won't go away," I told them. I walked to the front of the bus and got off. The crowd swarmed over me.
'This is bad.'
"Emily!" I heard Judy yell. One member of the crowd took a swing at me. I blocked it and sent the person to the ground.
"Back off! Go away! We are going to be here whether you like it or not!" I screamed.
*Calm yourself.* a female voce said.
*I'll be fine, Feronia. I answered. My blade had begun to glow without me realizing it. Someone tried to grab it. I heard his scream.
Aileen: A new dreamer doesn't own Beyblade or the Cat Who book series. She does own Aileen (sort of), Nicole, Jamie, Marie, and Feronia. The story line is her idea. Thank you. 'thought' "speaking" *telepathy*
Aileen's POV
'Why am I doing this? I never should go back, but here I am. Traveling with a group of people back to Pickax. Why?'
"What's wrong, Emily?" Max asked me. I looked up at him.
"Nothing," I whispered and looked out the window.
'I shouldn't be going back. I haven't yet forgiven myself for what happened.'
-Flashback-
"Aileen," a teenager whispered to me. I was about eight years old. I had auburn hair and wide amber eyes.
"What, Nicole?" I asked. Nicole was my idol. She could blade very well; in fact, she had never been defeated. She had long black hair and green eyes. She seemed sad then, I didn't understand why, but I do now.
"Take Feronia and Lupa," she told me. I was in shock.
"Why?" I asked. She turned and smiled at me.
"In every life there is a sunrise and a sunset. My time on this plane is almost over. I trust you, Aileen. Go. Go home, Aileen. Go to where you are safe," she told me and forced the blade with the twin wolf spirits into my hands. I ran home, like she told me to.
-End flashback-
'The next day she was found with a knife in her back. I kept trying to figure out who did it. I blame myself. I should have been with her.'
"What is wrong with you, Emily?" Judy asked me. I looked up at her and shook my head.
"Old memories that I want to forget," I whispered.
"Old memories?" Judy asked.
"The past should remain in the past," I whispered. I tried not to cry, but I couldn't keep all of the tears from falling. I looked away from everyone. They had all turned to look at me. I was luckily saved when we arrived at the hotel. I didn't expect rioters to be out there.
"Go away!" they all yelled. I sighed and got up.
"Maybe we should wait until they go away," Tyson suggested.
"They won't go away," I told them. I walked to the front of the bus and got off. The crowd swarmed over me.
'This is bad.'
"Emily!" I heard Judy yell. One member of the crowd took a swing at me. I blocked it and sent the person to the ground.
"Back off! Go away! We are going to be here whether you like it or not!" I screamed.
*Calm yourself.* a female voce said.
*I'll be fine, Feronia. I answered. My blade had begun to glow without me realizing it. Someone tried to grab it. I heard his scream.