A/N: So I decided to write a story dedicated to my favorite anime character of all time: KAI! I also decided to give this story a little twist, so I took all the beyblade characters and through them into King Henry's Royal Court! So here it is! Enjoy!
I could hear a roll drums; a slow and deadly beat. But I could see nothing but the glint of the axe in the morning sun. I had been at this court for more than year and had attended many events but none like this; none as nefarious as this one. I looked over to see the condemned man walking slowly away from the Tower and closer to the wooden platform. The executioner dressed all ready for work in his sleeveless shirt and black hood over his head.
It looked more like a masque than a real event; and I watched it as if it were a court entertainment. The king seated on his throne, looked distracted, as if he was running a speech of forgiveness in his head. The man pulled off his coat and climbed the stairs onto the platform, his stage. He walked with his head high as if he was a martyr and not a convicted man. He said his final words before he put his head on a block of wood that was in the center of the stage.
I was watching the king, waiting for his cue to step forward and offer the royal pardon. This man on the scaffold in the sunlight of the early morning, had been the king's partner in tennis, his rival on the jousting field, his friend at a hundred bouts of drinking and gambling they had been comrade since the court could remember. The king was teaching him a powerful public lesson and then he would forgive him and we could all go to breakfast.
I wondered what it must be like to put one's cheek to the smooth polished wood, to feel the gentle breeze caress the face, to hear the dreadful silence. I wondered if the convict found it strange to put his head down and wait for the king, to feel the executioner towering over him. The executioner raised his axe as I looked toward the king. He was leaving his intervention very late. There was a wave of a hand giving the executioner the signal to proceed. I glanced back at the king waiting for him to get to his feet. But still he sat his handsome face grim.
There was another roll of loud drums followed by silence. Then the thud of the axe once, twice, three times. My eyes went wide at the gush of scarlet blood. Slightly shaking, I turned around to avoid seeing more. The king slowly rose from his seat. I was wrong. The king was not going to give his royal pardon, he did not forget. He wanted him to die in front of the court to prove that there was only one king.
The court returned quietly to the king's castle in rows of two and threes. We rode by horseback, my grandfather riding beside me. I looked to him. This was the man, the man who spilled lies into the king's ear; the man who sent his own son to his death. In a rare moment of interest my grandfather glanced at me and said, "You're very pale Kai, are you feeling sick?"
"I didn't think my father would be executed," I said slowly, "I thought the king would forgive him."
My grandfather lips push into a dreadful smirk, "Then you are a fool," he said, "And a fool for saying so. Watch and learn Kai. There is no room for mistakes at court.
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