Welcome to the first chapter of 'Wicked Blue' This is really just to set the scene, it may seem a little cleché at first but I'm going to tear this story apart in different directions…
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Crystal sleet flew on the fast winds of the Russian night; the sound of icy shards colliding against the windows rendered a dark smile from Voltaire as he gazed from his regal office
…They have trained endlessly in these conditions. Given time any trace of weakness will vanish…
Balkov Abbey was home to many children……..home……the very word implied family, love, safety and security but whatever the implication the fact was none of these existed here.
Midnight was fast approaching but deep underground, surrounded by gloom and darkness a group of young boys stood in suspense wondering why they had been summoned to the demonstration laboratory. Until now, this part of the facility had been completely off-limit. A few boys whispered among themselves, desperately trying to figure out the situation… unaware of the masked man's approach.
"SILENCE!" roared Boris
The whole group quickly stood to attention. Boris, they're teacher and minder worked under the orders of Voltaire just like any other member of Biovault; but to the elementary aged trainees the visible characteristics which set Boris apart from the average Balkov goon, was the red-eyed 'lone-ranger' mask modelled on a daily basis not to mention his long, thin, wedge-shaped nose that would have looked more at home attached to the face of a macaw parrot; add to the mix his valid reputation as a sexual bully, and you quickly understood why, while in his presence, they desperately wished to be some place else.
FLASH!!! Suddenly a huge set of ceiling mounted floodlights illuminated the entire area and they found themselves standing on an elevated balcony behind a large glass screen
"Now…Stand and watch," ordered Boris with a smirk
The children cautiously moved closer to the edge and peered through the glass. Far below, they could see a large metallic Beyblade dish built into the stone floor with a lab technician standing in front of it. He wore some sort of protective outfit resembling a nuclear radiation suit and held a loaded Beyblade shooter.
A digitised female voice came over the intercom system "…. Initiate Black Dranzer test sequence….3…2…1…"
The technician viciously pulled back the rip-cord sending the blade into a spinning frenzy; it whizzed around the dish with ever increasing speed, faster and faster…..suddenly, it mounted the side and escaped the perimeter of the Beyblade dish.
Panic struck!
The lab technician yelped in fear and quickly darted towards the heavy double glazed exit, leaving Black Dranzer to spin unattended. Boris grinned as he stood behind the shocked and awestruck children. Meanwhile, the blade below continued to tear around the tiled chamber as crackling energy surged from the bit-beast within, coming closer and closer until……..SMASH!!!!!!
The glass screen shattered, despite its bulletproof thickness, in response to the wild lash of Black Dranzer. Sirens flared as the few scientists stationed in the observation office abandoned their post to carry out security procedures on a lower level within the laboratory; their job after-all was to keep any possible damage to a minimum.
Black Dranzer roared insanely as it flew and twisted through the electric air. A truly frightening sight!
This was too much, far too much for any nine-year-old child to bare and although they had been trained like soldiers and toughened like criminals…they ran, the boys fled…
All except one…
Kai stood, entranced by the power, beauty and evil of the dark bit-beast, as a hail of broken glass flew at him like miniature daggers, barely wincing as one caught his face and slit his left cheek.
"Black Dranzer RETURN NOW!" Boris commanded loudly, and with one final RRRRROAR! The demon beast withdrew to the confines of its Beyblade home. The, now, seemingly lifeless blade spun to a slow and wobbly stop at the bottom of the cold steel stadium.
As the dust began to settle and the quiet aftermath set in, little Kai felt a big hand clamp down on his shoulder
Boris crouched down to come eye to eye with the young lad "Impressed?" he asked with his creepy grin plastered across his mouth …Alone at last…
Kai said nothing and instead looked away…this love-hate treatment was nothing new; looks of lust and lingering touches, the taboo result of a teacher falling for his student. Boris noticed the wound, which brought to mind a deliciously sick idea; he pulled Kai into a one-armed embrace, using his other hand to keep the child's face still whilst he slowly licked the blood from the cut.
"Don't" protested Kai as he struggled but it was in vain; his arms were held, trapped against his sides and Boris's strength overshadowed his own …I should have ran…I should have ran away like the others…but Black Dranzer…
It was beginning to sting. The sore pain worsened as Boris continued to lap at the tender injury but in conjunction with this another feeling arose. That familiar wave of sickness and confusion grew within Kai's stomach telling him 'this isn't natural, this isn't fair, this isn't right' he couldn't take it any longer and in a split-second decision, he lurched forward and bit the hand clutching his face. Boris immediately pulled away hissing in pain before retaliating with a hard backhanded strike sending Kai hurtling to the ground amongst debris of chipped and broken glass.
"That old saying must be true. You always hurt the ones you love " said Boris in an angry yet playful tone. Kai groaned slightly as he moved, making an attempt to stand up but Boris stopped him and the kid was forced once again flat on his back, this time, with Boris's foot pressing down on his chest, pinning him
"Let me go!" he demanded loudly but the madman looming overhead simply grinned and pressed down even harder. Boris raised his hand to inspect the damage inflicted by Kai's bite "hmmm I think you need a muzzle… or I can simply wrench out every single one of your teeth" there it was again; that sadistic smile
"I sincerely wish I didn't have to punish you… but not to worry… with pain comes pleasure, you'll see what I mean…"
Despite his youth Kai knew what this monster was capable of doing to him, he'd heard the rumours, recalling one account in particular …Watch out for Boris, he falls in love with boys…if you're not careful he'll fall in love with you, he won't warn you, he won't tell you…he'll show you…and right now this felt like the start of Boris's signature move.
After cornering an innocent, helpless victim in a secluded area of the abbey, then ravishing him in ways that would chill the bones of a seasoned sexual predator, he'd make the victim "promise" not to tell. Satisfied the young boy wasn't lying, he simply let him go. Whereupon, the mauled and pummelled victim would make an effort to forget and continue with training as though nothing had happened. Terrified at this prospect, Kai with new-found adrenaline fuelled strength managed to squirm out from underneath the crushing pressure of Boris's foot and make a dash for the door …almost…
Suddenly! Kai yelped involuntarily, finding himself unable to run or breathe as a painful stranglehold engulfed his neck.
Unlucky boy.
Boris caught the end of Kai's white scarf, pulling it taut like a strict master keeping a dog on a short leash
"…Your grandfather is leaving tonight, but you know that already don't you…I could see you wanted to cry as he told you, why do you love him? Is it because you feel you have to? You realise once he's gone, I'll be the only person on this entire continent to love you Kai"
"…I DON'T WANT YOU TO LOVE ME… I HATE YOU…" shouted Kai as he tried desperately to free himself,
"You say that now but I know one day you'll come to return my feelings" Boris began reeling the boy in, using a slow 'tug of war' motion on the twisted tight scarf, while Kai tried with all his might to escape in the opposite direction
"Understand this Kai. Love is blind. Love knows no age, race or gender and the key to attaining your true love is persistence…"
Love, love, love. Boris kept using that word over and over but even Kai at age nine could differentiate between love and lust.
Another pull and again he stumbled backwards, barely maintaining balance
"You'll understand when you're older…" envisioning Kai as an attractive young adult plunged Boris' already sex laced mind even further into the gutter
"…You're going to be beautiful…"
Kai closed his eyes as searing tears trailed down his face, he had tried so hard to escape; tried and failed. And in Balkov Abbey, all failures were met with punishment, in this case certain rape.
It seemed all hope had vanished as Kai found himself in a crushing embrace from behind
"…no…" he sobbed pathetically
As cold, calloused hands touched and moved over his body the desperate boy prayed silently for help. …make him stop…
His prayers must have caught the attention of a merciful God because just then a sound came from the other side of the balcony door. Footsteps treading stone stairs. Boris suddenly stopped his ministrations and stood to face whoever was out there…
A silhouette cast across the square window of the door, it's owner obviously intended to enter and Kai thanked his God for that…but as the door opened it turned out that Kai's guardian angel had been sent in the form of an unholy saviour, his grandfather; Voltaire.
Noticing the smashed screen, the broken glass and the absence of the other trainees Voltaire came to a conclusion …the experiment failed, Black Dranzer remains uncontrollable…
He looked down at his young grandson, the boy looked troubled, shaken, angry and something else……
Ignoring it for now, he turned to Boris
"I'm disappointed Boris, you gave me your word that Black Dranzer would be ready for use before my departure tonight"
"I apologise Sir, the blade itself is perfect…but the bit-beast is like nothing we've ever encountered"
Kai remained still, taking in every word the adults said. …Just how strong is Black Dranzer?…
"I wish you had witnessed it Sir, Black Dranzer's power is immense, though I promise when you return it will be under control. Our research has shown there are no limits to its capabilities, Black Dranzer has the potential for infinite strength" said Boris respectfully but at the same time had an incredibly smug look on his face.
"Forgive my lack of excitement Boris but a powerful bit-beast is useless to me unless it can be controlled and a promise means nothing until it is delivered" replied Voltaire slightly annoyed; familiar with the verbal bull-shit Boris spouted from time to time, and the fact that Boris tried to suck-up like a teacher's pet didn't score many points with Voltaire either.
"…yes sir" answered Boris quietly; his smug look had now vanished.
Voltaire turned his attention to Kai, "What happened to your face? And why is that damn thing so tight around your neck?"
"…I…" was all Kai could manage before feeling one of those painful throat lumps you get just before crying, …I can't tell him…
Instead, Boris continued on his behalf "Kai simply stood a little too close to the screen, as I've said, Black Dranzer did put on an…impressive…show but unfortunately, Kai here, was caught in the crossfire" …hopefully the old fool should buy that...
"…I see," replied Voltaire as he eyed Boris suspiciously
"The custodial crew will arrive shortly to deal with this mess, come along Kai, I'll take you to the medical department…they'll take care of that little scratch on your face" Boris smiled
Kai stepped back, fearing the worst was yet to come
"Don't be ridiculous!" barked Voltaire, he continued to explain sternly "Mothering the boy will only make him soft and anyway…we don't have time"
"What do you mean sir?" enquired Boris
Voltaire folded his arms across his chest, glanced at Kai then answered "After a great deal of consideration I have decided; Kai is coming with me…"
"…No…sir! You can't!…what about his training?" exclaimed Boris; stunned by heartbreak and the thought of losing his little blue haired 'angel'
"Kai has learned all there is to learn here and his skills are vastly superior to his peers; if anything, they are slowing his progress; I feel the time has come to move on to the next stage and from now on I shall personally monitor his training" said Voltaire, he gestured to his grandson "…come here…"
And so Kai obeyed …He wants me to go with him?…cautiously approaching his grandfather; never in a million years expecting what happened next.
Voltaire stooped down, picked him up and held him like a parent carrying a tired child. Such a rare show of …affection?… Kai wasn't sure if he liked it especially just after Boris's advances moments earlier, however this was his grandfather and for now he loved him.
Walking over to look down at the Beyblade chamber below, Voltaire shared his original intention "Black Dranzer was meant for you Kai, I wanted the bit-beast tamed somewhat before giving it to you this night…I wanted you to grow with it, rebuild it's strength, then defy the boundaries and surpass all limits…"
"Sir, it's still possible!…under my guidance Kai will master Black Dranzer" said Boris desperately
Voltaire cast him another look of suspicion before replying "I think he has been under 'your guidance' long enough. I stand by my decision, I'm taking my grandson"
…you bastard, the day you die shall be a day I'll cherish…
Contrary to his bitter thought, Boris answered loyally "…yes sir, of course…"
And with no further farewells or acknowledgement, Voltaire carried Kai away; looking back one last time over his grandfather's shoulder he watched Boris orally mime the words 'I love you' .
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So what happens next?…………………That's for me to know and you to find out!