The Bladebreakers unite
Chapter 1- How it all began
Disclaimer: If I owned Beyblade, life would be hell to live in!
-Russian-
~German~ //Thoughts//
The Bladebreakers had won the World Tournament three year ago. They still stay together, of course, all apart from their icy team captain, who went missing shortly after their stunning victory.
Three years ago.
The Bladebreakers were sitting at a table in a posh restaurant. Tyson, as per usual, was stuffing his face, while hi best friend Max watched, for the millionth time, the bottomless pit in amazement. Kenny and Ray who had long since learned that Tyson' stomach went on forever, ate their food normally, and Kai.well Kai wasn't eating at all. He hadn't eaten for quite a few days now, this worried Ray. At that time, Kai was leaning back in his seat, eyes closed, and no expression on his face.
A waiter came to speak to them.
"Which one of you is Kai Hiwatari?" He asked nervously, as Kai was glaring with full force at him.
"I am. Why?" He asked while still glaring
-A Mr Voltaire Hiwatari wishes to see you.-
"You've got to be kidding me" He laughed -who was speaking?-
-I'm not to sure, Sir-
-Was he wearing anything unusual?-
-Yes, some type of goggles or something-
"Boris" He hissed -take me to him-
-Sorry, Sir, he left three minutes ago-
"Shit"
The rest of the Bladebreakers had looked up at the foreign language and the mention of Boris and the word shit.
-Thank you. Take this for your trouble- Kai handed the waiter a couple of golden coins that glinted in the light. The waiter gasped. -I am most grateful Mater Kai- The waiter thanked and silently walked away. Ray looked confused and turned to talk to his friend.
Kai turned to face him.
Kai replied in fluent Chinese. Without waiting for an answer, Kai got up and walked swiftly away, leaving a shocked team.
"Kai" Tyson called at the top of his voice. It had no effect, the slate haired teenager. Kai just continued to walk away without a backward glance.
"Tyson, leave the guy alone. He said that he was going for a walk back to the hotel OK? He's needs time alone. Who knows, he might even eat something?!" The whole team laughed and Tyson nodded, then his expression turn from sad to confused in record timing.
"Hey Ray? How come you and Kai talked loads of languages? They were confusing the rest of us. What were they? Portuguese? Polish? Come on, tell us." Tyson bugged him, looking like Max wen he was hyped up with sugar.
"No Tyson, not Portuguese or Polish. I was talking Chinese because, after all, I am Chinese. I not sure how Kai knew how to talk it, or the other language he spoke, I just know that he can speak over 10 different languages, that's all." He shrugged, and all eyes turned towards Kenny, the 'master of all questions'.
"I think it was Russian, soon as I think he is Russian. It would explain a lot, but I'm not to sure guys, I'll ask when I next see him."
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"Man, that was really good, but I'm still hungry guys. Why did we go?" Tyson asked utterly confused.
"Well you idiot, you ate all the restaurant's food. We had to go before they killed us." Max replied a little too brightly. They had jut come from the restaurant and were almost at the hotel. It was quite dark; you could hardly see anything.
A shout was heard from one of the fifth floor rooms. Loud crashes accompanied it. All of the Bladebreakers, minus Kai, stared at the window.
"What's that? It could b Kai" Max worried.
A figure jumped out of the window and landed easily on his feet with knees slightly bent. For everyone, but him, this feat was impossible. He was as graceful as a cat. More crashes were heard as four more figures, larger than the first, jumped not quite as gracefully to the ground. They all landed on their knees, but recovered quickly and got back up swiftly. One of the more clumsy figures took out a mall hand gum and at the fleeing figure. It took about twelve hits because the boy was dodging around.
The final shot must have got him in the leg; soon a he had just fallen over and was clutching his leg. The solitary figure got back up and turned to face the assassins. He was swaying slightly from blood loss, but managed well. The figures raced at him, but the lone wolf just stood his ground, taking on a fighting stance. The first man to reach him received s high kick in the head, despite the lone figure's injury. The bigger man flew backwards into a wall, and didn't get back up again. The remaining three rushed at him from all sides, leaving only one direction free.
The boy darted in that direction. All the attackers ran after the boy who turned and punched a surprised attacker in the face. 2 down, 2 to go. The lone figure ran straight forward and up a near sighted tree. For a couple of minutes, the thugs didn't do anything, but then they shot wildly at the tree.
A thump was heard as the figure fell from the tree. Two new figures appeared at his side. The boy backed slightly away from them.
-Kai, glad you came. Had a nice game of hide'n'Seek I see- One of them taunted.
~Shit shit shit~ //Why do they want me? No more training I hope. I'm only just healing from the last training// -What do you want-Kai replied calmly.
"No need to speak a multitude of languages you know Kai. All I'm going to do is train your new found emotions out of you, that's all. Not much. You've become weak, Kai." A high pitched laughter was heard. One of Biovolt's minions grabbed Kai by the scruff of the neck and slammed him into the tree he had just fallen from, knocking the poor boy into a blissful slumber
-Let's go- Boris ordered.
What do you think? Should Kai a) die, b) commit suicide, or c) escape after three years of hell and worse? You decide. Review. PLEASE.
Chapter 1- How it all began
Disclaimer: If I owned Beyblade, life would be hell to live in!
-Russian-
~German~ //Thoughts//
The Bladebreakers had won the World Tournament three year ago. They still stay together, of course, all apart from their icy team captain, who went missing shortly after their stunning victory.
Three years ago.
The Bladebreakers were sitting at a table in a posh restaurant. Tyson, as per usual, was stuffing his face, while hi best friend Max watched, for the millionth time, the bottomless pit in amazement. Kenny and Ray who had long since learned that Tyson' stomach went on forever, ate their food normally, and Kai.well Kai wasn't eating at all. He hadn't eaten for quite a few days now, this worried Ray. At that time, Kai was leaning back in his seat, eyes closed, and no expression on his face.
A waiter came to speak to them.
"Which one of you is Kai Hiwatari?" He asked nervously, as Kai was glaring with full force at him.
"I am. Why?" He asked while still glaring
-A Mr Voltaire Hiwatari wishes to see you.-
"You've got to be kidding me" He laughed -who was speaking?-
-I'm not to sure, Sir-
-Was he wearing anything unusual?-
-Yes, some type of goggles or something-
"Boris" He hissed -take me to him-
-Sorry, Sir, he left three minutes ago-
"Shit"
The rest of the Bladebreakers had looked up at the foreign language and the mention of Boris and the word shit.
-Thank you. Take this for your trouble- Kai handed the waiter a couple of golden coins that glinted in the light. The waiter gasped. -I am most grateful Mater Kai- The waiter thanked and silently walked away. Ray looked confused and turned to talk to his friend.
Kai turned to face him.
Kai replied in fluent Chinese. Without waiting for an answer, Kai got up and walked swiftly away, leaving a shocked team.
"Kai" Tyson called at the top of his voice. It had no effect, the slate haired teenager. Kai just continued to walk away without a backward glance.
"Tyson, leave the guy alone. He said that he was going for a walk back to the hotel OK? He's needs time alone. Who knows, he might even eat something?!" The whole team laughed and Tyson nodded, then his expression turn from sad to confused in record timing.
"Hey Ray? How come you and Kai talked loads of languages? They were confusing the rest of us. What were they? Portuguese? Polish? Come on, tell us." Tyson bugged him, looking like Max wen he was hyped up with sugar.
"No Tyson, not Portuguese or Polish. I was talking Chinese because, after all, I am Chinese. I not sure how Kai knew how to talk it, or the other language he spoke, I just know that he can speak over 10 different languages, that's all." He shrugged, and all eyes turned towards Kenny, the 'master of all questions'.
"I think it was Russian, soon as I think he is Russian. It would explain a lot, but I'm not to sure guys, I'll ask when I next see him."
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"Man, that was really good, but I'm still hungry guys. Why did we go?" Tyson asked utterly confused.
"Well you idiot, you ate all the restaurant's food. We had to go before they killed us." Max replied a little too brightly. They had jut come from the restaurant and were almost at the hotel. It was quite dark; you could hardly see anything.
A shout was heard from one of the fifth floor rooms. Loud crashes accompanied it. All of the Bladebreakers, minus Kai, stared at the window.
"What's that? It could b Kai" Max worried.
A figure jumped out of the window and landed easily on his feet with knees slightly bent. For everyone, but him, this feat was impossible. He was as graceful as a cat. More crashes were heard as four more figures, larger than the first, jumped not quite as gracefully to the ground. They all landed on their knees, but recovered quickly and got back up swiftly. One of the more clumsy figures took out a mall hand gum and at the fleeing figure. It took about twelve hits because the boy was dodging around.
The final shot must have got him in the leg; soon a he had just fallen over and was clutching his leg. The solitary figure got back up and turned to face the assassins. He was swaying slightly from blood loss, but managed well. The figures raced at him, but the lone wolf just stood his ground, taking on a fighting stance. The first man to reach him received s high kick in the head, despite the lone figure's injury. The bigger man flew backwards into a wall, and didn't get back up again. The remaining three rushed at him from all sides, leaving only one direction free.
The boy darted in that direction. All the attackers ran after the boy who turned and punched a surprised attacker in the face. 2 down, 2 to go. The lone figure ran straight forward and up a near sighted tree. For a couple of minutes, the thugs didn't do anything, but then they shot wildly at the tree.
A thump was heard as the figure fell from the tree. Two new figures appeared at his side. The boy backed slightly away from them.
-Kai, glad you came. Had a nice game of hide'n'Seek I see- One of them taunted.
~Shit shit shit~ //Why do they want me? No more training I hope. I'm only just healing from the last training// -What do you want-Kai replied calmly.
"No need to speak a multitude of languages you know Kai. All I'm going to do is train your new found emotions out of you, that's all. Not much. You've become weak, Kai." A high pitched laughter was heard. One of Biovolt's minions grabbed Kai by the scruff of the neck and slammed him into the tree he had just fallen from, knocking the poor boy into a blissful slumber
-Let's go- Boris ordered.
What do you think? Should Kai a) die, b) commit suicide, or c) escape after three years of hell and worse? You decide. Review. PLEASE.