No Place In This World || Beywheelz

The Undertow: Sink or Swim

"It's almost time..." Victoria mumbled looking toward the window. The curtains were drawn closed with only a solitary sliver of orange light from the setting sun still peeking through the velvet. The rest of the room was cast in an impenetrable dark shadow.

"Yes, its almost time. Yet, you still feel doubt. Why do you have reservations about your destiny, master?" Black Heart Chimera asked tersely. Victoria pursed her lips and rose to her feet. She began to pace back and forth in the hotel suite she'd been staying in. Her luggage was the only luggage that remained. The rest of her "team" had left her alone and resigned.

Pft! Who needs them! She thought bitterly at first. However, now she was beginning to feel the full effects of her loneliness crawling up her back like sins. She took out Chimera and set it on the bed.

"I'm just... not sure if I'm doing the right thing anymore. All my friends have left, my parents think that I have betrayed and abandoned them, and I just have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that feels... wrong." She confessed clenching her gut. It was wrenched into a complex knot of emotions wound from her deeds. Chimera chuckled.

"The greatest minds face all types of adversity. Including loneliness. Revolutions don't take storm immediately, but you're doing something great master! And you don't need people to stand by you to prove that. Not like Dèvon Fierce and Thundering Terra who bask in the fraudulent encouragement of others." It spat. Victoria only felt slightly reassured by this.

Dèvon has friends and everyone is on her side...

"Chimera... why do you call me master? Aren't we friends...? Isn't that the purpose of beywheeling?" Victoria asked unsurely. Chimera scoffed.

"Friends?! PAH! The ones who blur the lines between friendship and servitude are the foolish. You are my intelligent, powerful master and I am your humble servant. Who needs friends that only hold you back when you can have admirers to worship you and boost you up from below? I am your stepping stones, the wood that keeps the fire ablaze in your mighty furnace. I am the catalyst for your revolution." Chimera declared filling Victoria with dark determination. She pulled her hair into a pony tail.

"You're right... who needs friends. Every friend I thought I had left me when I stopped acting like who they wanted me to be. I don't need those type of people in my life. Let's go win this." Victoria decided grabbing her fear and Chimera. All her previous worries had melted away the moment she touched Chimera once more. Her thoughts had been so clouded before, but now her bey had provided clarity. This was her path, and it would still be her path whether everyone agreed with her, or no one did.

She strode out of the hotel room with her head held high and her chest puffed out with the pride of her royal bloodline. However, even then, she still retained a seed of doubt in her chest that had begun to take root and fight against her profound revelations.

This seed was called desire. What exactly did she desire?

A cure for her crushing loneliness.
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"Achoo!!!" Devon sneezed and sniffled. Jin patted her back.

"Are you okay...?"

"Yeah, you're not getting sick before your big "destiny battle" are you, Dev?" Leon teased. Dèvon shook her head. She felt fine. Maybe it was the pollen in the air...?

"You know... They say when you sneeze it means someone is gossiping about you." Terra uttered jokingly.

"Well that figures, a lot of people are going to be talking about me in anticipation for the championship battle." Dèvon answered evenly. Despite her upcoming battle with Victoria she felt... calm. At ease. It wasn't a sense of arrogance where she felt like she had it in the bag. However, she didn't feel as if she'd lose either. She was just stuck with this sort of premonition that everything would fall into place.