Angel: OK. I'm slowly working on Angels of Gold and Hidden Past. Its just that I have writers block on it. So as soon as that block is removed I will post on both of them. But for now I have a new story and I hope you guys like it.
Kira Pavlova shivered inside her thin jacket as she huddled on the park bench. She knew she couldn't go home, she knew the punishment for running after a beating. She would just stay there for the night and then runaway the next morning, go far far away, anything to get her away from her family.
She couldn't believe that her brother, Tyler had died trying to protect her and telling her to run. She prayed that him dying wasn't part of the plan, that he had died for a poor cause, a cause that would never work.
She stifled a scream as pain shot through her shoulders. Damn it her father must of dislocated it. Blood poured down into her eyes from the gash on her forehead and the pain consumed her. The last thought she had before darkness claimed her was that her father would pay, she make sure the plan failed even if it killed her.
Kai Hiwatari had snuck out of the house, only wanting to get away for a little bit. Trying to escape the nightmares that plagued him from his time at the Abbey. He knew that he should be over it, over the hell hole he lived in after his parents died, but until Voltaire was dead it was never over. Just because Voltaire was in jail didn't mean a damn thing to him.
He didn't want anything out of his old life. He didn't mind being a part of a team, that despite his efforts, were his friends. They'd do anything for one another, including risking their bitbeasts. The past two years had been proof of that.
He got monthly updates on the demolition boys and apparently they were doing well with coming to terms about what happened. They were starting to have feelings again and soon would be able to return to family members.
As he entered the park a figure on the bench to his left caught his attention. He tried walking past but for the life of him he couldn't.
He walked over and saw a small body curled into a fetal postion as if it was preparing for an attack. Slowly he gently rolled it over and saw the black and blue face, that wasn't the only thing he noticed, he noticed the long black hair that was matted with dry blood and the fact that the "it" was a girl.
She whimpered and tried rolling herself back into a ball. He didn't know what possessed him but he slid an arm around her shoulders and another one under her legs. She would never make it in the rain with her cuts and bruises, what she needed was immediate attention, but until he knew something about her then there was nothing that could be done.
He walked quickly and quietly through the rain back to the dojo. As he entered the house he stopped and listened for noises. Nothing. He continued on to his room, he laid her on his bed and covered her up. He grabbed an extra blanket and covered himself with it.
Kai tossed and turned, he could hear her teeth still chattering. Finally he gave up and laid beside her, spooning his body to his and covering them both up with both blankets. After a few minutes the chattering stopped but Kai didn't hear them stop for he had fallen asleep almost immediatly. For once in the last couple of years he didn't dream about the Abbey, he didn't dream at all.
When Kira opened her eyes the first thing she saw was a face she didn't recongize. The scream ripped from her throat. All she could think was they had found her and something happened last night.
Kai jerked awake, sat straight up, and stared at her. He looked at the door as the other four team members opened it and stared.
"Care to explain Kai?" Tyson asked.
"I...," Kai stammered for the first time in his life. He didn't know how to answer. His grandfather's training hadn't prepared him for this and neither had life.