Me: Hello Fanfiction World! This is the fabulous MidnightEclipse15! I'm co-writing with RockyEarthDragon! On this amazing story! With great pleasure I would like to introduce drum-roll please- EvilPerson!

EvilPerson: Um can I get a different name? This one is kind've lame.

RockyDragon: Well, we can't tell the readers your real name. ( Even though he's really good)

Me: She's madly in love with him trust me I know *sweatdrops*

RockyDragon: *sighs* Call me crazy! My favorite character is the bad guy!

EvilPerson: I don't think your crazy. I like me too

Me: Whatever, Dude Basa-Bu can you do the disclaimer?

Tsubasa: Neither MidnightEclipse or RockyEarthDragon own anything, expect Vincet's Grill and some Oc's

EvilPerson: Hey why does Eagle boy get to do the disclaimer? Since when did he get to talk with ya'll, I ask you?

Tusbassa: Since forever I'm the main character, after all.

EvilPerson: Not true! That would be me

* Me and RockyDragon sweatdrop*

RockyDragon: Shut up, you two Alright let's get this show on the road! Enjoy!

He lit the flame,watching it glow and grow. The flames crept over the wood,flickering with light. The glow of a fire always amazed much beauty in its soft glow that brought light and life, but so much pain in its soft scalding touch. He always wished he could touch the fire and bend it to his liking, or simply tell it to stop and it wouldn't burn him. Oh, the burn of fire. It brought death, pain, and suffering. In his case anger. A crazy ambition to touch the very thing that stabbed at him every was more than the physical pain. The mental pain of his memories was one of the things that drove him to this.

The flame was his comfort in the cold, in the dark, and in the rain. It was a source of his nightmares and the reason for his pain. It was the light and dark in his eyes. It was why he how sat near a freshly sealed envolpe in his scarred hands.

He had received a the letter that morning,before the wind had brought in the ice and snow. Its white,crisp outside hid something he had been waiting for all day. The key to the door in his mission. It was a letter, an invitation, form the WBBA.

He opened the letter with great caution. If he tore anything important to the letter itself, his whole mission would be compromised by a simple hurried move. He read the letter to make sure all was in order,a smile growing on his face. He would fit right in. It read.

Dear Blader-

You have been invited to Metal Fight City for a three day conference at the WBBA. We are gathering random bladders who we believe are strong to the WBBA building. For discussions about your opinions on some thoughts we have on beys, launchers, expansion,etc... You will have the chance to battle with all the other bladers and the director himself. Meals will be provided by the WBBA and Vincent's grill. If you would like to attend this event , my number is below.

Please reply within in 20 days of receiving this letter. If you consider attending, I will send all the information.

Thank You

Tsubasa Ootori

Director of WBBA

( 555)555-555

He smiled Tsubasa Ootori would be hearing his reply soon. After all, Tsubasa was his mission. First he'll scare him a bit, then make his move at the director. He emitted a small chuckle,which expanded into a evil laugh.

" Watch out, eagle bearer" He thought silently " I've got more than ever to offer this time!"

Me: Phew finally finished Yes!

RockyDragon: * rolls eyes* You didn't even write that much Midnight

Me: SO my hands are exhausted !

RockyDragon: Whatever! Anyway Please Review!