Hi Guys! Here comes part 4! I hope you all had a great start to the year! And now I would like to first of all thank those who have left me so many clerks since part 1 of my NEW FF:



@Silverstar: Thank you for your encouraging clerks! I'm really happy that you like my FFs so much! I hope you haven't slipped too far into the new year! Have fun with this part, your Jacky!



@ VegetaW17: Thank you too for your picking! I hope you had a really nice party on December 31st. Hope you like this part!



@Dragoongirl: Thank you for your picking! I want to assume very strongly that you had super-brilliant holidays and of course a mega-great vacation!

I think the last part of `Finstere Machenschaften` was a great success! I even got it 3 times! read through one after the other! It's just super awesome! I hope that the `Shadow of the Past 2` won't be too long in coming!But take your time, lots of time! I don't want you to stumble into the stress trap fresh for the New Year! None of us want that !! Have fun with this part!



Enough talked about! It's time to leave the 4th part to you, otherwise you'll probably turn your neck around!



SO, * drum roll * HERE'S PART FOUR !!!



“Good morning you two!” Paola came up to us. Apparently she had been awake for a while and had got something to eat. "You know what?" I asked after breakfast. "What the?" asked Stefano. "I think I'll move on a little bit! Earn money and then come back." Tino and Benito looked at me in disbelief and Tino asked: "Why? Can't you stay a little longer?" I smiled at the 4. ^ - ^ "I really can't stay longer. Otherwise I'll get too used to it!" Paola looked at me worried. “What do you want to do on your own?” “I don't know yet. Besides, I'm not alone!I have the little one with me! "Smiling, I stroked the puppy's head. In the meantime I had found out that he was a German shepherd puppy. Benito sighed wistfully." Well! You are right! You are not used to living on the street. We should let you go But ... "He looked at me." ... you will come back, won't you? "I got up and strapped my guitar and backpack onto my back." Sure I'll be back! I promise it! I have made such good friends in you guys, there is no way I will let you down! "Then I left the alley with my little dog friend.



2 days later:



I was sitting in front of a department store off the main street, the guitar on my lap, the dog next to me, and I was playing the first bars of a new song.



"Cuenta una leyenda

que una hembra gitana

conjuró a la luna hasta el amanecer

llorando pedia

al llegar el dia
desposar un calé



Luna quieres ser madre

y no encuentras cross

que te haga mujer

dime luna de plata

que pretendes hecer

con una ninjo de piel

hijo de la luna "



While I was counting the money, a large black car stopped in front of me. When I looked up, a man in a black suit stood in front of me and said: "Would you come with me, please? My boss is waiting for you!" I looked at him suspiciously. I had already noticed that not all people, even if they looked like that, were trustworthy. So I asked: “Who is your boss and what does he want?” He looked at me with a disdainful look. V-V What does he think of me ?! For a homeless, or what? Oh yes. I don't have a roof over my head. “My boss is Giovanni Palestria, he is the head of the MPC.” In amazement, I pressed the little dog I wanted to call 'Spin' to my chest. O-O "Giovanni Palestria? The MPC, which is also called` MusicProduktCompany` ???"The man nodded. A world-famous music producer wanted to talk to me personally. With me! I thought I was dreaming. I quickly packed my things, lifted Spin on my arm and got into the car, which drove off immediately.

The car stopped in front of a huge building. The chauffeur opened the car door and I got out.

A skinny secretary took me into a large room and told me to wait here for Signor Palestria. I tried to pass the time reading magazines. Spin wasn't allowed in, so I asked the driver of the car to watch the little one a bit.



Finally, after an hour and a half of waiting, a broad-shouldered man in a suit came into the room. "Forgive me for waiting so long, Signorina ... uh ..." "Taylor. Felicitaz Taylor. 16 years old. Pleased to meet you, Signor Palestria." We shook hands and he sat down across from. "Well, the reason I had you brought to me is because I've heard from some of my employees about their singing talents.You can also play the guitar very well. And then I thought we'd put a tape together and see how things develop. What do you make of it? "I first had to register what he was telling me. Until I came up with a question." You don't want to make me a superstar, do you? "Signor Palestria smiled and replied:" Of course! I am sure you can do it! "I looked at him desperately." Please! Please stop pissing me off! I'm not 30 yet! "He smiled at me." Of course, Felicitaz! "



So OK! That was the story of how I became a superstar. Right now I'm on tour around the world and just walking around Japan a bit. To be more precise, in Tokyo. I have two hours before I have to go back to the concert hall. I'll take Spin around town a bit. We've both been feeling a little too much stress lately. Finally peace. And I just want to use this calm.

All of a sudden I hear screeching behind me and I turn around. About 15 girls run towards me. They cheer and screech. I prefer to leave the field. Later they tear my clothes off. So I start running. On and on, but I don't seem to be able to outrun them. Out of breath, I rush into a shop and hope the girls haven't seen it. They run past screeching and I can breathe a sigh of relief. I look around the store curiously. "Hello lady! Can I help you?" Luckily I got good grades in a foreign language, otherwise I wouldn't understand a word. I turn to the man at the counter and answer: "I just look around a little. But what is all this here?" The man stares at me and disappears briefly from the room. When he comes back, he asks me to come to him. He's got something in his hand. "This is a Beyblade. But not just any one. It is your Beyblade!" I look at him questioningly?_ ?. "Wh ... why mine? I don't even know how to deal with it!" he pointed to something. "Do you see the bitchip here? Take a closer look. There you are on it. Right, or am I right? You are intended for this blade!" In disbelief, I take the blade in my hand and ... actually! My face can be seen on this chip.



So people! That was him. Part 4! The only 4th part I've ever done in an FF! But no worry. The next part of `emotional chaos` is already in the processing machine!



YOU'RE WELCOME!!!!! LEAVE ME GAAAAANZ LOTS OF COMMERCIALS! I implore you !!! YOU'RE WELCOME!! * kneel down and scream war * PLEASE! whispers: shit, no more puff ....