Beyblade Burst Years And Years

Chapter 23. Immortal

"And meet...Temple. He's a perfectionist. Don't mistaken him for having OCD" greeted Tin, pointing at the man, slowly walking towards them.

He had black hair ruffled up, black tie, black suit, black pants, black socks, and black shoes.

Baiscally Wes's outfit, only black.

When he finally got there, he ignored the presence of Yuki, Kaedin, Wes, Quillion, Dagan, and Ky.

They were all in a big valley, surrounded by more forest.

The sky, still red and a tint of darkness, the tiny growing grass beneath them swayed with the wind.

"Why am i here to meet...to meet, peasents?!" He asked, glaring at Tin

"U-uhmmm..."

"Whatever. Im leaving"

He slicked his hair back, turned his back on them, and got going.

"But sir, you stated that you had today free!" Reminded the girl, waving her arm.

He stopped in his path, took a quick glace at her and spit out, 'You just never know when to stop talking" he glared.

"Just meet them, will you please?" She asked.

Though he was pretty spoiled, he wasn't a mean spirited person.

He turned around and sighed.

He walked towards them once more..walked up to Wes atleast.

He looked at him up and down, studying him.

He took out a piece of pencil and held it up to his tie.

Wes leaned back a little, clearly uncomfortable by biting his lips hard.

Temple shifted the pencil towards the right, placing it in the position he wished it to be.

Tin quickly mouthed out the words, 'sorry' to him.

Wes gave her a shaky thumbs up and stared at every direction, other than Temple, Tin or his friends.

Once he was done, he stood up straight and grinned.

"Ok, im going-"

He stopped.

He looked at the ground, making everyone confused.

Yuki rosed a brow while Quillion looked at him, horrifyed.

It was right then and now, he had a horrible flashback:

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"YOU CAN'T WAKE UP THIS IS NOT A DREAM, YOUR A PART OF A MACHINE, YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN BEING!" The girl screamed, kicking him in the stomach.

"I AM, YOU JUST DON'T UNDERST-"

"Oh, we understand perfectly. Your family died and you've gone completely coo coo" one of them smirked.

"THATS NOT HOW IT-"

A blonde headed girl shoved him against a wall.

"SHUTUP YOU DUMB-"

With that, he earned a glass bottle to the head.

"F*ck, Y-"

He stumbled up his feet to try and punch one of them, but thanks to the bottle making him dizzy and the loss of blood, he tripped on a sidewalk crack.

The cold harsh ground met wuth his chin, his blood leaking through.

Laughs were heard from every possible direction.

He stumbled up his feet, forcing his eyes to hopefully focus.

Nope.

He growled at them, but just when he was about to give it another try, a tall brown haired girl, dressed in pink, called a boy over to grip one of his arms.

"LET GO!" Temple screamed, spitting at him.

The girl smirked and yanked on his other arm, settling a knife on his wrist and started cutting it open.

Digging deeper and deeper, it hit a vein.

Temple shoved his eye closed as he bit his bottem lip.

It looked as if he wae showering in blood.

"HEY KIDS, SCRAM!" yelled a police guard, walking towards them.

"Oh sh*t!" Cursed one of them.

They all ran away, disappearing into his gaze.

"Hey buddy, lets get you to the hospital" said a much softer voice.

Temple's eyes shot up be met with the police.

He stumbled a few steps backwards, ushering out the words, 'I-i don't need it, t...thank you though!" Assured.

"But k-"

Before he could let his ears hear any more lies, he got his vision to focus and ran. To which ever direction he could.

He ended up running into a old ruin, placing himself in a cold, dirty, corner.

He looked at his wrist.

Globes of liquid came flying out as he watched the blood escape.

It was like that for a few minutes until his eyebrows furrowed.

"It's all your fault, dad" he insulted, taking out a small knife and crashing it into the ground.

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Temple shook his head in attempt to wash away what had just came back to him.

"Tch..."