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"Good Day. I'm Vitori Ivanov, Yuriy Ivanov/Tala Valvok's sister. I'm a beyblader and an ice wolf. Please, enjoy your stay...In a Forzen NiteMare..."


Sunday, November 7, 2004


Hey.
Not much to say really...Just thought I'd post the first little bit of my fic I'm writing. I dont have a title yet...
~~~~ Please do not steal anything...~~~~~~*Vitori*~~~~~~

She was alone once again. Standing in the same spot that Lady Miru had found had her almost eleven years ago. The girl stood at 5 feet 4 inches tall. Her hair was fiery red and her eyes were and icy ocean blue. She was wearing a blood red hoodie and black bell-bottom jeans. She had a wonderful figure for a girl her age. Yet it was always hidden by that hoodie of hers. The girl looked to the sky and snow began to fall around here. With a sigh, she began to walk back to the huge black manor behind her.
The girl enters the gates and begins to run. She enters the manor unheard and unseen. She didn’t want to deal with another speech from Miru about how young ladies should be in dresses, not jeans. She was just about safe from hearing that god-awful speech once again when her black wolf pup began to bark. “Corbin!! Shut up!! She’s going to hear yo-” Too late. “VITORI!!!!!!” A woman’s voice echoed through the empty hallways. “Thanks Corbin…” She says to the pup who seems proud. He follows his master down the hall towards Miru’s sleeping chamber, his tail wagging happily.
Vitori walked down the hallway her head hanging. She reached Miru’s room and opened the giant door. “Yes Lady Miru?” A woman with snow white hair and piercing black eyes looks at the young girl who enters her room. “Why aren’t you in that dress that I bought you?” “I’m sorry Lady Miru…Its just….I don’t enjoy wearing those god-awful hot dresses.” Miru wrinkled her nose at the girl. “Do as you please, but don’t leave the grounds again…” “Yes Lady Miru.” Vitori bowed and left the room. Corbin barked at Vitori and she bent down to pet him. “Well Corbin…what should we do today? I can’t go off the grounds anymore ‘cause she is afraid I’ll runaway…” the pup tilted his head and barked again. He ran off towards the gardens. “Good idea…We can hang out in the gardens.”

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