Beyblade Burst Years And Years

Chapter 4. Past determines the future

Rylan's POV:
    Since when did Ky have time to paint every single wire?

Yes, that sounds sadly...well, dangerous but he wants to make sure we wouldn't put it back together any tine soon.

I was currently looking like a immagrant, oiled stained clothing, sweat appearing on me, ripping pants.

I settled my goggles in front of my eyes, giving me a green sort of appearence to the outter world.

The left side of the goggle green glass had a crack on it from when a person from the other side attacked me.

Thank frick Melissa came to the rescue, stuffing a spoon down his throat.

I shivered from that memory.

Technically i wasn't made for fighting, i was made for fixing.

Now Ash on the other hand is both. So she's helping me with this F*CKEN PROBLEM.

Each side matched the same color, like, red to red, green to green, and etc.

But Ky.

KY.

Painted all of them blue, i don't eveb want to ask how long that took him.

I sughed and looked up at the messed up system. .

Electric buzzes filled my ear.

I stepped down from my stained ladder from what looks like paint. This used to be Cinder's, but then she got a brand new one, handing this to me.

Ash was working on the floor, kneeling down, connecting wires all over.

"This is gonna take us forever~!" I moaned, surveying the messy room.

"Do want to get killed or not?" She asked, shrugging.

I sighed, wiping the sweat from my forehead away.

Cinder's POV:
    Now i've been friends with Yuki for quite awile.

But i was so confused on why she hated the other side so much. I mean yeah, they captured a few of us, killed us, and sabatoged us but still.

It was two years ago i finally got the answers that pained my heart.

I wish i could forget it honestly.

It was just so...chilling.

I remember not being able to sleep for a month.

All i am now is a painter, nothing more. And honestly, im fine with that, it's fun painting people's rooms and meeting their expectation.

I love all the cheers of, 'thank you so much!'

'This looks wonderful!'

'Your gifted!'

'You rock, girl!'

It's way too comforting.

But after what Yuki told me, the warm feeling vanished.

I remember just standinf their, my eyes and ears listening in horror, bags under my eyes and loose limps, dropping my red bucket of paint on the ground like blood spilling everywhere.

Even on the brightest days where im smiling, that whole event gives me nightmares for countless days.

So when Melissa asked me about why she hated them so much, i stopped dead in my tracks, just staring at her. Eventully reality struck me and i became normal again.

But uf she wants to know so damn badly, so be it.

That's exactly why im in my warm dorm, nice qween sized bed, four pink pillows, white sheet, wooden floor, roses covered wallpaper.

I had a small table in the middle, where i drink tea like the qween of London.

I brought in two seats since Melissa was joining me on this mystery she always wondered in her mind.

I added suger cubes in her tea, offered her spoon and she twisted the liquid around.

I smiled when she softy drinked it.

But soon changed my emotions almost automatically when  she brought it up again.

"....Melissa, her father was abused. He was forced to..well, cut off his own...member. They ripped his head off in one go, fed him live pray matis's, killed off one of his eyes, slashed off all of his fingers and toes-...."

My throat was now caught up with hesitation.

Tears choking my eyes and nose. The feeling of hesitation killing my throat, skin practically burning, and wavering lips.

My heart ached, almost as if saying, 'i want out'

I clutched hair, trying to restrain myself, then-

Melissa's POV:
   I dropped the spoon full off suger cubes and rushed over to her, my left elbow pushing quite a force on the fancy table, making both of our tea cups tip over and spill.

She was having a panic attack, she was having a panic attack!

I kneeled down beside her, trying to offer her happy thoughts.

"Angels, unicorns, pugs, kawaii, hearts!" I repeated.

Nothing is working.

It was then she clutched her chest and fell off her seat.

What have i done...?!