Hey! I'm sooooo sorry about the first chapter's name! I accidently looked at the wrong name from a different title! Me very, very, very sorry! The chapter's name is "Beginning the Escape." I can't get to changing the name just yet, but I will! PROMISE!

No mistakes on this chapter's title, though!

Here's the next chappie!

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Disclaimer - don't ask me again . . . I don't like repeating myself . . .

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Destiny Revealed

Chapter Two - A Painful Secret Revealed

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Dranzer flew as fast as she could. She couldn't let Kai die, nor the boy. Kai was too important to her, and he seemed really anxious about saving the boy. Why, she didn't know. She guessed that there was something about the boy that made Kai want to protect him. He wouldn't do it for just anybody, and she knew that. This boy had to be special.

Trees soon disappeared from beneath her as she went from forest to city. A huge building rose above the others, seeming to touch the sky. Dranzer chirped as she recognized it to be the BBA building Kai had gone to so many times with his friends, the Blade Breakers. Through the window she could see a room plainly, a man sitting at a large desk, seeming to be talking with someone. She cawed as the man's face came into view, catching his attention.

Mr. Dickenson looked around, startled at what he saw. A giant phoenix was coming toward his office, a bright green gem signaling his troubled mind to come to the conclusion that was Dranzer, Kai's bit beast. But where was Kai?

Dranzer landed with grace as she went behind the building and into the park. Flames engulfed her as she became a being she couldn't become till now. She had to talk with the manager and the Blade Breakers, whom she also saw in the window with him. Long red and white hair replaced her mane. The green gem that sat atop her forehead moved to her neck, forming a necklace above the now bright red dress that flowed with her figure. Now, instead of feathers, she had pink skin to stretch over her limbs. Arms replaced wings, fingers and toes replaced talons and wing tips, legs and feet replaced the bird-like features, and a nose and mouth replaced the beak.

Mr. Dickenson and the Blade Breakers ran as fast as they could to the park behind the BBA office building. They had to see if Dranzer was OK. Also, where Kai was.

"Dranzer!" Tyson called as they reached the park. "Where is she?"

"I don't know," Ray said quietly as his golden cat-like eyes scanned the area quickly. "Look! Maybe we can ask her!"

He pointed to a young girl about their age with long red hair with white strands and bright green eyes. Her lengthy red dress blowing in the soft breeze in sync with her hair.

"She's pretty," Max and Kenney complimented.

"Yeah!" Tyson said, drool running down the side of his mouth.

Ray sighed and strode over to the waiting girl. "Hi," he said.

"Hello," her voice cut though the air so quick and musical, it made Ray's heart skip a beat.

"Um - " he started but had to gulp to get the knot out of his throat. "Have - have you seen a giant phoenix anywhere? She came over here just a minute ago."

She smiled. "Yes, I have, Ray."

The tiger gasped. "How do you know my name?"

"I'm Dranzer."

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Kai jumped when a loud clang was heard outside of the cell door. He sat up quickly, tensed and ready for anything that came through the door.

Joey looked up at the teen, startled from a peaceful sleep. He looked at the doorway as footsteps echoed through the small room. He moved directly to Kai's side, snuggling close to his tattered body, as a large man with purple hair and menacing goggles appeared, blocking the bright light that shone through the doorway. Two more men came up beside him, both wearing black long-sleeved T-shirts and black pants. They also wore sunglasses for some reason.

Boris smirked at what he saw. 'They're pathetic,' he thought to himself as he nodded to his two companions, signaling them to attack. Kai would be his today. If he didn't break him soon, Voltair would kill him and assign someone else to. He and Kai always had a score to settle. There was no way he was going to let someone else break him, when he couldn't even do it himself first. 'You're mine.'

Kai got up quickly, only to be pulled back from the wrists by strong hands. His head hit the ground hard, stunning him for a minute.

A very long minute.

In the time that Kai was forced to the ground, the second man had rushed over to the small boy and had picked him up. Joey squirmed on the man's broad shoulder, hitting his back with small, frozen hands.

"Quit, squrimin' kid. We're just going to mark you," the man said.

"Mark him!?" Kai cried. He struggled even more. He couldn't let them put the same blue triangles on the boy as they had him. He wasn't their tool. The boy didn't deserve anything like that. He was only six years old! "Boris! Don't put those marks on him! Don't you - " he trailed off as the man exited the door, and Boris walked over. Kai struggled more as Boris got closer. He knew where this was going.

The man pinning his wrists down, put a knee on them and with his free hand, hit the teen across the face, dazing him and stopping the phoenix from fighting.

Kai looked up as the pain in his head ebbed away and a new pain in his hip erupted. He gasped. Boris was sitting on his legs, his hands tearing at the broken belt about his thin waist. It was soon discarded. Kai shouted and rocked his body back and forth, hoping to throw the man off balance. He tried to pull his hands up to his face, attempting to bite them, or do anything to get free.

Boris saw this and slapped the tattooed face and tore the already ripped shirt off. Next came the pants and Kai screamed as more pain was registered in his frantic mind.

"Stop!" he bawled, as tears formed at the corners of his eyes. More anguish and menacing laughter only responded his cry.

'Joey . . .'

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Joey looked up, facing the way they had come. He could have sworn that Kai had called his name. But was he certain?

He twisted in the man's grasp, wishing he could get free. Unfortunately, the man squeezed his hold on the boy, preventing him from escaping.

Joey stopped struggling a little while later. His head was hurting and he coughed every once in a while.

The man carried him to a very small room in the back of the abbey. In it sat a bounding chair in the middle, bright lights shining on it from different angles. Joey looked on it with horror.

"Kai! Kai, help!" Joey screamed.

"Kai isn't going to help you. He's getting a wake-up call. At least his dark side is. By the time you see him again, Kai'll not even recognize you," the man holding him said as he strapped the small boy onto the chair and stuffed an old rag into his mouth, so he wouldn't scream.

Two men in large white lab coats strode in as soon as they saw Joey was confined. Tools sat comfortably in their hands.

Joey's bright green eyes filled with tears as a needle struck the side of his neck.

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I lay on my side, trying to put pressure on my bleeding midriff. My pants sat a little ways from my view, and I knew my shirt was no where to be found. I coughed as blood ran from the corner of my mouth.

Boris sat looking at my tattered figure. How could he just sit there and admire his work after what he had done?

I felt a hand on my shoulder as it pulled me to my feet. Was Boris wanting another round? I coughed and shivered at the thought of it.

The hand left and I fell to my knees. My leg wasn't going to hold me up for long. Before anything else could be done to me, I acted as quickly as I could in getting my boxers and pants and scurrying into them. Boris would have to fight me for another round. No, he would have to kill me.

Surprisingly, he just stood there. What was going on? I looked at him with a confused look. Usually he would have been on top of me by now, but he wasn't. He just seemed to be staring at me with a blank stare.

"What?" I said in a harsh tone, backing up against the wall instantly as the other man made a quick move to me.

Surprisingly, Boris held up his hand, signaling the man to stop. He looked at me with questioning eyes. "Why can't I break your spirit?" he asked quietly.

"What?" OK, now I was really confused.

He sighed and leaned against the nearest wall. "I have tried everything. I've raided, beat, and threatened you. I've even endangered your friends, yet your spirit is still going strong. Why is that? Most people would've given up long ago, but not you. Why, Kai? Tell me."

What was going on? Was he trying to get me to tell him why I hadn't given up just so he can use that against me? Or was he really lost and only asking that question simply to get an answer? This wasn't Boris.

"What do you want, Boris? Why are you asking me that? Anyway, I'm not going to give you an answer," I told him. Better to be on the safe side.

All he did was sigh. He closed his eyes and just stood there for a long minute. When he opened his eyes, I gasped. At the sides of those menacing eyes that had always haunted my dreams were tears! He was about to cry? This didn't make any sense! The same man that had always made me suffer, the same man that had always haunted my dreams, the same man that never had shown any other emotion but anger was crying.

"Boris?" I asked hesitantly.

He smiled slightly. "I guess, then, I'll never know, huh, Kai?"

My eyes widened as he brought out a small pistol. I shivered closer to the wall, unable, though, to move my left leg.

Boris chuckled mildly. "This isn't for you, young Kai. I hope you like your new trainer. Your grandfather picked him out just for you," he said softly. Bringing the gun up closer to his temple, he uttered the words, "Good-bye. It's been fun." I flinched and closed my eyes as the shot was fired and his now still form landed heavily on the floor, blood instantly pooling around him.

My body felt cold. I shivered uncontrollably, watching as two other guards came in from outside and carried his body away. Boris shot himself because he couldn't understand why I wouldn't give up. Don't get me wrong, the man had a death wish for all he's done, but not like that. Especially with not such a reason.

I didn't have time to think more about Boris and his death, because a man came in wearing a tight black shirt with tight black pants. At his right hip sat a whip, and at the left sat a long dagger. Strapped about his chest was a black harness with several guns attached. Silver gloves were wrapped around his hands. What frightened me the most about him were his eyes. They were a piercing ice blue and they cut through me like I was butter. They were worse than Boris and Voltair's eyes put together.

"You must be Kai, the boy who's spirit can't be broken," he said coldly. "Well, that will have to change. Won't it?"

Bringing out his whip, he kept staring at me with those sickly eyes. He laughed menacingly as two men came over and hauled me to my feet. I struggled, with no effort, to get out of their grips. He laughed again as he brought the thickly-made whip over his head and cracked it against my body.

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I know I promised a longer chapter, but I PROMISE with all my heart that the next one will be LONG because Dranzer tells all in that one (just to give you people a heads up)!

But Boris is dead. That's good right? . . . thinks - Maybe I should've made him suffer? Oh well!

holds up hands defensively. OK, OK, Longer one next time!

Please R&R! And any ideas or suggestions would be appreciated!

Taijiya Mizu is outta here!