LITD: Hello boys and girls, yes I have returned!...yeah, not that great. Anyway, as you can see I have written something new (again), but I'm hoping that I can actually finish this one.
I wrote this after literally watching 90% of the first 3 seasons of Beyblade (not interested in the new ones with completely different characters) then watching some of the Japanese episodes and remembering how awesome those ones are. It also reminded me how frustrating it is that the English episodes are censored so much therefore leaving out some amazing scenes and the violence in the series! (Thank you soccer moms...) I hate how because of this, Tala is shown to be so weak in the English version of Season 3!
I mean come on! He and the Blitzkreig Boys used to be World Champions! Now they hardly make a dent! At least in the Japanese version Tala (Yuriy in Japan) puts up a much better fight against Garland, still gets his ass handed to him in the end, but at least it shows that since he used up his special attack (and actually managed to do some damage) so soon into the batle, he hardly has energy to put up much of a fight during the rest of the match...
If you can't tell, Tala is my favourite character throughout the whole series, but if you watched both English and Japanese versions of Beyblade you know I have a point.
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I'm straying off topic. Shutting up now.
Disclaimer: I only own my OCs (which there are 2 main ones in this fic), but everyone else is owned by other people...sluts ;P
Enjoy!
Drip. Pat. Pat. Pat. Drip. Pat. Pat. Pat. Drip.
The annoying drips of the escaping water falling from the corroded pipes seemed to cause a slight pattern with the slapping of the shoes hitting the ground. Along with the heavy distressed pants, it turned into the soundtrack as the figure sprinted down the damp corridors.
She wasn't the only one and that was the reason for her distress. Not too far behind her, angry shouts echoed throughout the halls making it apparent that the unconscious blader that she had left behind had been discovered.
Using the mouthpiece that hovered next to her left cheek, the girl spoke into it with a hurried tone. "Ian, they know I'm here. I need to get out of here before anyone catches up to me." A gasp escaped her mouth as the gash on her shoulder rubbed against the clothing around it. Damn blader caught her by surprise!
Her plea was answered almost immediately as the earpiece crackled to life and a very familiar voice responded. "Don't worry Keira, just turn left at the next cross section. It should lead you to one of the stairways to get you back up to the ground floor."
"Yeah. Unfortunately I just realised where I am now." Her response came as a low, reminiscing growl. This part of the maze that Keira was trying to out through were the halls to the Punishment Chambers. Simple name, but it effectively described what it was.
I was sloppy. They're going to find me. The girl thought grimly despite the warm wash of encouragement from her bitbeast.
'We're almost there Keira. You've got to have faith in yourself and Ian's abilities with his computer.'
I do have faith in us Midna, its those bastards behind us and the men they work for that cancel that faith out because they'll do anything to get me and the rest of the guys, dead or alive.
The brunette didn't slow down when the left turn that Ian spoke of appeared, using her momentum to skid and start her pursuit of an exit again, stumbling slightly because of the cobbled floor, her ponytail whipping back and forth furiously like an angered feline's tail.
Just as the momentum was regained, it was almost lost again as the shock of the klaxon screeched around her, the sounds effect elevated due to the closed in stone walls. Not only that, she began notice the glints of glass that trained on her as she sprinted through the tunnel.
"Shit. I had a feeling the quietness wasn't going to last much longer. Ian, unless you're deaf, they definitely know where I am. They've put more cameras up since our last visit." A pause was needed to catch her breath especially as the staircase came into view. "I'm just getting to the stairs now. How's things at your end?" She shouted down the microphone due to the loudness alarm.
No reply.
"Ian?...Ian?!"
Before panic for her team-mate settled, a quick hush was heard. After a few moments silence, besides her own heavy breathing, she finally received a reply. "Sorry 'bout that. The guards are all over the place." The strain of nervousness was easily picked up in his voice, but Keira couldn't blame him. They were both in this predicament, but with the rest of the Demolition Boys preoccupied with other matters that were still related, they were on their own.
Just as the brunette began her ascent up the stoned staircase, she made a realisation. "Ian, I need you to get away from here."
"What?!" She winced slightly despite knowing his reaction would be like this. "I can't just up and leave you here! The guys would kill me!"
"They'll understand if they knew what was happening here!" The girl argued. "The guards are making a perimeter so by the time we regroup and try to leave we'll be surrounded meaning neither of us can tell the others the information we found. You need to get away before that happens."
Are you sure this is wise? Came the voice of her worried bitbeast.
'If Ian gets away then at least his blood wouldn't be on my hands. Once he finds the rest of the guys, they'd come back for me...well, I hope they do.'
Don't think for a split second that they will leave you here to rot. After everything you all have been through together they wouldn't just leave you to fend for yourself in Biovolt.
'Then its settled.'
Once she arrived at the top of the stairs she paused to catch her breath while leaning against the huge steel doors that were feared by everyone who stayed within the confinements of the Balkov Abbey. Listening out for voices behind said doors proved difficult due to the rapid loud beats of her heart as she tried to calm herself. "Ian, I hope you're leaving right now." She hushed, staring back down the corridor that she just ran through. Shouts rang around all around her and were getting louder by the second. It made her uneasy that she was going to have to fight again after that surprise attack that left her injured, placing her beyblade into the launcher and readied it out in front of her body to defend herself in a moments notice.
"...I don't know." At least her case was getting through to him.
"If you don't escape then who's going to tell the rest of the guys what's happening here? Besides, we would've needed to come back anyway to finish what we started." A slight pause. "...You can pick me up again along the way." She joked quietly,
"I can't just leave you with him! Boris will-"
"I've endured him on more than a few occasions, I can do it again..." That statement was more for herself than anyone else. If she was captured by the man she spoke of she understood what she was in for.
Shakily, she exhaled as she attempted to regain her composure, but the strength and the sound of her heartbeat in her ears betrayed that, also causing the pain in her injured shoulder to burn.
"...we'll come back for you. Before anything else, we'll find you." The pain in his voice caused tears to sting at her eyes making it was official, but that realisation made her body slump forward, her hair covering her face as a lone tear trickled down her dirtied and partial bloody cheek.
"You're taking too long. You may need to fight your way out, but go before they strengthened the barrier."
"But-"
"Now Ian!" Her shout echoed down the hall, causing an eerie silence to fall around her. She cursed aloud at herself for being so stupid.
"Keira?" The usually confident and cold voice sounded that of a child. "Good luck..."
A small, but defeated smile formed. "Thanks bud. Tell Tala and the guys I said sorry for fucking things up here." Ian began to protest, but with that said her hand pulled the earpiece off and threw it to the ground, using her foot to make sure it was completely broken. When it comes to Biovolt, no chances were taken. Everything that could expose the team's location was destroyed when it wasn't needed any further.
The noise of Keira's pursuers caused her to crouch down to ready herself, bringing her beyblade which held her partner, up to her chest. 'You ready Midna?'
You know it. The Fire Wolf simply replied, but backing her statement by causing the blade's bitchip to glow furiously.
In the back of both of their minds they knew this wasn't going to end well. However, they'd make sure they'd wouldn't go down without a fight.
Just then, the first band of guards appeared at the bottom of the stairs, indicating the beginning of the climax. Keira wouldn't give them a chance to attack, launching her beyblade at the ceiling to block them in. As the broken boulders rained down on the men below, the brunette used a lot of her remaining strength to burst through the steel doors, not giving the men another glance as their cries became muffled before ceasing all together.
She only managed a few steps before a shot rang out and almost immediately a searing pain blasted at her already injured shoulder causing her to stumble back in shock, this new agony on top of the burning sensation she currently felt forced her to fall to one knee.
"Good evening Keira. My, my what mess you seem to have made of your home." The girl didn't have to look up to see who it was who spoke, that voice was heard enough to haunt her nightmares, but at the same time it wasn't the one she was expecting. Not one bit.
In fact, until that moment everyone thought this man to be dead.
Glancing at her beyblade that spun menicingly to her left, she held her shoulder in a futile attempt to stop the pain and blood flowing, a shaky groan escaped her her bloodied lips.
It wasn't Boris, it was someone else. To Keira, someone far worse and it caused a massive shock to the system to not only find out he was still alive, but to be the only person too, causing the alarm bells to ring. It was at that exact moment she wished she still had a way of communicating with Ian. Someone in the outside world needed to know that He was still alive because it was always dangerous to be the only person to have that type of information.
A new wave of warmth from her bitbeast flooded her body. I'm with you until the end Keira. Always remember that. Midna reassured before the dark thoughts started to plague her mind.
Smirking and using the little newfound energy, the girl managed to regain some dignity and stood up straight to stare her black haired nightmare down. "Hello Darius. Wow, age really did a number on you in such a short amount of time, didn't it?"
Darius just grinned as he put the gun used to create more pain back into its holster at his hip. In the mean time, Keira was trying to keep her composure in tack, but after the marathon she just pulled off along with an extremely injured shoulder, a supposed dead man was currently standing before her and not knowing if Ian managed to escape or not, it was becoming quite a difficult task to achieve. Looking like she had been standing next to a tornado didn't help either.
Something's not right. Midna growled the warning in her mistress' mind, her physical form snarled at the bladers behind their leader as they readied their own beyblades. He could've downed you right then.
'True. Darius always loved to use his guns, but he wants to watch us suffer without getting his hands dirty.' She replied as calmly as possible. Unfortunately, she knew exactly what was about to happen. 'We have to create as much time for Ian as possible.'
Are you ready Keira?
'Honestly, no...' The next part she said out loud, glaring with as much confidence as she could muster up. "But we'll do what we must to take this asshole down."
Trying to take her attackers by surprise, Keira immediately sent her bitbeast in for the kill. What happened next wasn't what she expected at all.
That was her only fatal mistake that night and it cost her dearly.
To her right, three hidden bladers launched before she even noticed their presence, a large explosion sent the brunnete flying when the three bitbeasts collided with her own.
The shockwave of the hit sent her crashing into a wall with a pained cry, her head cracking against the stone cold cobbles and created black dots in her swimming vision. At first Keira's hearing was nothing, but a dull ring. However, as her senses slowly came back to her she wished she had been knocked out altogether. In front of her eyes the girl watched helplessly as her Fire Wolf was restrained by other bitbeasts and glowing wires as she snarled and flailed in vain to get free.
A figure appeared in her regained sight, one that made her flinch and he crouched down with a victorious smirk, mocking Keira of her obvious albeit unfair defeat. It was always Darius' way though, use whatever you have at your disposal in order to win.
That's the one reason he and Boris didn't see eye to eye most of the time. Because Darius thought it would be easier just attacking the world straight away without wasting time at the World Championships while Boris wanted to glorify his plans and show everyone around the globe what they were about to face. With Voltaire's funding and insight, it might have worked because no one would be expecting them .
Thank God and every other deity that the Bladebreakers came along.
A sudden vice grip around her neck shot Keira back into the present, her slumped body effortlessly lifted off the ground and pressed against the cold wall behind her. With no energy left to fight back, Keira could do nothing except breathe which was starting to get quite difficult as the hand holding her up began squeeze. In the back of her mind she heard Midna crying out to her, but the girl was too focused on the man holding her against the wall to hear her voice clearly.
"Well, I must say you have disappointed me Keira. I thought you and little Ian would've put up a much better fight than this." Darius' statement caused Keira's hazel eyes to burst open and her hand was shakily brought up to defend herself in rage, but the man holding her was having none of it. He brutally grabbed the offending hand and smashed it against the wall causing a new wave of pain to shoot through Keira's battered body. She gritted her teeth, not wanting to lose anymore dignity than she already did, but with all of her strength abandoning her, it was in vain. And the girl hated herself for it.
"Don't worry that pretty little head of yours." Came an eerie purr, causing Keira to flinch in disgust. "Ian managed to get away, but if anyone knows your friends, they'll come back for. After you and the boys left this Abbey, the sentimentality grew, leaving you all predictable and therefore weak." The last word was hissed to add the effect. "However, I must digress. We should be celebrating. After all," his eyes glinted with dark intent, "you're back with me."
"No!" Panic settled in Keira's mind giving her a newfound spark of energy which was used to throw a fist into the man's face.
Darius reacted immediately. With a growl filled with rage, he brought the girl towards him before thrusting her back into the stone wall. A sharp yelp escaped her lips causing the black haired man to grin, letting her collapse to the floor limp.
"You know, I can't wait to see the boys again. Because when I do I'm gonna torture them and I'm gonna kill them and you know what my little pet?" He grabbed a fistful of the brunette's hair and brought her face up until she was a mere inch from his own to emphasise his final sentence to her. "I am going to make you watch every second of it."
With nothing left to say to his reclaimed toy, Keira's captor brought a heavy fist down onto her temple sending the girl into darkness.
LITD: Well people, what do you think? I want anyone who takes their time to review this to be honest with me if I've made mistakes anywhere, but I'm doing this without any help.
Tala and co. will be in the next chapter.
Update wise, since the only thing I do is work nowadays it should leave me plenty of time to type up chapters, but I am seriously going to try to get this fic done. I have the majority of the plot figured out so its just the case of getting it all written out. I know I've not been good with finishing up fics, but I felt that my writing wasn't great at the time so I wanted to wait until it got better...well, I hope its gotten better :L
I can't see this fic being that long chapter-wise so I will try to make up for it by making the chapters longer.
Hope you enjoyed this prologue. It feels good to be back.
Until next time.