Who likes stories??? I'm going to tell you a story about Lui... A story that just appeared in my head. I probably won't be able to answer comments until the morning or afternoon. OK, enjoy! Hope it's decent!!!

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His new Beyblade was smooth as glass and as cold as ice. The bey was a white onr, with four points curving outward from the circular energy layer. The two metal dragon heads circling the outer rim stared at him, willing him to come closer. It radiated a sort of cold power. The young boy stared at it with something akin to reverence as he picked it up from the Beyblade shelf. "You are the one. Together," he whispered, "We will win it all!"

"You! Lui!" Father yelled. "Hurry up and choose!"

Lui snatched the bey, glancing at the name under it. Lost Luinor.... Perfect name. He snatched a launcher that fit his eight year old hands, one with a white grip and a rip cord launcher, and dashed to the register.

"Huh," his father snorted, looking down at the small Beyblade that fit perfectly into Lui's hands. "Doesn't look like much."

The boy felt a hot surge of anger well up, and his hair flickered, reacting. Irritated, Lui shoved the feeling back, knowing that he would never get Lost Luinor if he lost control again.

"This one, father." He stared up at him with his violet eyes pleading.

"Fine." He sighed and paid for the bey. The woman at the register smiled at Lui and leaned forward to whisper, "I can see it in your eyes. You are to be the most powerful blader Japan has ever seen."

Confused, Lui was about to ask how she would know that, when his father grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the store. With his free hand, the one that held Luinor, he waved to her.

The woman waved back. When he turned around again, she wavered and disappeared. Strange.... And the woman seemed so much like his mother...

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When he got back, he snatched a metal bowl from the kitchen, ignoring his father's demand to do his homework. Lui dashed to his room, where he launched a Beyblade for the first time.

His first attempt was shaky at best, and he growled and tried again. After about an hour, he did a few good launches. Lui could feel his bey's powers thrumming inside of the plastic, and it seemed pleased.

"Lui! Get out here!" 

Lui growled angrily, and took his bey from where it had been spinning lazy circles. For an instant, he thought the eyes had glowed firey red, mirroring his anger.

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Days passed and his father was getting more and more temperamental, with each passing day of his mother being gone. Lui knew that his father was going mad with grief, and the man's flashes of anger, followed by hysterical laughing attested to that. Each day, Lui trained harder with his bey, pouring all his energy into it. It was the gift his father gave him After Mother died, because that's what her will said. After practicing the launches, he would do exercises he googled to make himself stronger. Good thing it was winter break, else school might have interfered.

Two days later, his father called him in to his mother's room. Lui Shirosagi came in nervously, clutching Luinor to his chest. "Y-yes?"

"Let me see your Lost Luinor," his father said, grinning eerily. 

Trembling, Lui handed him- the bey seemed to hate the word 'it'- to the other man and watched him examine it. "Weak," he snapped, and raised the hand with Luinor in it. Lui barely had time to panic before Father threw it onto the ground, raised his foot to stomp on it.

Without a thought, Lui lunged and shielded the bey with himself, his father's iron tipped boot coming down on him hard. He yelped, snatched Luinor and ran for his room.

Fear blazed through him as he shoved clothes in his school bag, grabbed his launcher. His only though was he had to get out, away from here.

The door slammed open and his father strode in. "Don't go yet, Lui... I'm not done with you, or your bey..."

Lui glanced out the window. He was two stories up. Could he make it?

With his backpack slung across his shoulders he jumped out the winder, landing painfully in a hedge. Nothing seemed to be broken, so he picked himself up and ran, ran, ran. 

Two days later he signed up for Winter Tournament in Beybladr, earned his first medal. At night he hid in the park, watching two five year olds battle in the park.

"Aww... You win again, Shu." The first pouted, followed by a chuckle. 

"You'll get it soon, Valt."

He disappeared.

He learned to trust no one, when even a single person could turn their back on him. Hr learned to be stronger and stronger, finally coming out in top.

Far in the sky, a bright blue star watched him and smiled down on him. "I am so proud of you, Lui, my son."

Did the best I could. I ran out of time and need to go to sleep, so I hope this was decent...

Byeeee

ROBIN OUT!!!!!