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Abduction

Chapter One

Kai's POV-

I looked up at the window just as the sun had made its first appearance. I couldn't help but stare at the brightening sky, the colors turning from blue to purple to pink and then yellow. Something in my mind wanted to watch those colors all day, but I had work to do.

Sitting up, I winced as I stretched my healing scars. Oh, how I hate my grandfather!

¿ Flashback (-Kai's POV-) ?

I stood looking at the wall in front of me; Grandfather was standing behind me, a whip in hand.

I heard him chuckle as he raised the whip and cracked it against my back. I would've fallen to my knees if it hadn't been for the chain restraints on my wrists.

"You will pay for betraying me, Kai. You will," his venom voice said before another crack of the whip came.

¿ End Flashback ?

I shivered as that memory came and went. Pushing it out of my mind, I got up and headed to my bag stopping only at the window. Looking out at the American beach, I saw that people were already out there enjoying themselves.

I'm sure Tyson would want to got and have a "good day" playing in the sand, I thought to myself. I guess he'll get that wish with what I have planned for them today.

At least the going outside part . . . and playing in the sand . . . I smirked at the thought of Tyson grumbling and complaining about how he kept falling in the sand and eating it like it was his breakfast . . .

I blinked. I think I should pack my earplugs for today . . . Maybe tomorrow, too.

Grabbing a pair of gray sweat pants and a gray t-shirt to match, I headed to the bathroom. Luckily, we all had separate rooms, so I wouldn't have to bear Tyson's stupidity and laziness as much as I usually did.

Turning on the shower faucet, I quickly striped off my sleeping clothes and jumped in, moaning with pleasure as the hot man-made rain ran down my sore body, caressing it with unseen gentle fingers.

I stepped out and placed a towel around my waist after ten minutes in the shower. I turned off the water and grabbed my clothes. After scurrying into them, I spiked my hair into its normal position and placed my blue triangles on my face with quick ease.

As I was about to brush my teeth, a knock came at the door. I looked at the bathroom clock. It read 6:30 a.m. Who would be knocking at my door at six-thirty in the morning?

Hesitantly, I made my way to the door and opened it as another knock came.

Standing in front of me was a man about in his mid-twenties, wearing a black suit, his hair slicked back, away from his dark sunglasses.

Can I help you?" I asked, suddenly feeling at unease. In case you didn't know, I hate feeling that way.

"Are you Kai Hiwatari?" he asked, no emotion in his voice.

"I am," I responded giving him a glare. I didn't trust him.

"You are to come with me. You have to attend a meeting, sir, with my boss. Please change into something formal and meet me in the lobby downstairs. These are direct orders."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "And who might your boss be?"

He shook his head. "You will have to find out when you get there."

"I want to know now." This guy was starting to piss me off. Who does he think he is ordering me around like that?

"Fine. You do not have to get dressed. Please, we are late." He started walking down the hall, probably thinking I was following him.

As if.

"I'm not leaving. I have better, and more important, things to do than going to a meeting with some unknown, rude stranger," I called. I turned around and was about to shut the door when something spun me around be the shoulder.

The man looked at me, without his sunglasses, with something that looked a lot like fear in his eyes.

"You're coming, now," he urged threateningly, pulling forcefully on my arm.

I yanked it back, a little surprised at his action.

He sighed. "I really didn't want to do this . . ." He brought out of his jacket and small handkerchief. It smelled awful from where I was standing right beside him. Vigorously, he grabbed my arm again and spun me around to where my back was against his chest, my arm pinned to my own. Bringing up his other arm, he pressed the cloth over my mouth and nose, smothering me with that horrible scent.

I tried to get away from him, tried to thrust that fabric off of me, but whatever was on it, it was making my head spin, my strength fading.

What does he want?

I soon felt my body go limp, darkness caressing the edges of my vision, and a sharp, dull pain across my chest.

Tyson . . . Max . . . Kenney . . . . Ray . . . Help . . .

Normal POV-

The teen went limp, unconscious in the man's arms.

"We got him," his voice said into the radio on his shoulder.

"Good," a gruff voice returned.

End Chapter One +

Sorry it's so short. The next one is longer, trust me. I basically have most of the chapters done.

So expect them soon!

R&R

Taijiya Mizu out!