Hey! I'm back!

Listen! I've been very busy and this chappie is as long as I promised. Happy now? Smiles defensively! I'm very sorry! School's about to drive me NUTS! So I'm a little edgy. And sore . . . heh . . .

Oh! I thought it'd be cute if I drew Kai and Joey from this chapter, so I did. If anyone wants to see Dranzer (I drew her human form too) or Kai and Joey, or even I have two pics of just Joey as well, ask me and give me your e-mail. You'll get it as soon as I can get to the internet! I swear, I have to ask a friend to put up these chapters!

Oh well, on with the pic! Remember, Dranzer tells all in this one!

Disclaimer: I'm not putting this up anymore . . . If it's really important to anyone, look at chappie 1 for details!

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Everyone of the Blade Breakers sat in Mr. Dickenson's office. Everyone except Kai, that is.

All eyes were on Dranzer. She sat in a dark green chair, crimson pillows lay on each side. Her whole picture looked like a scene out of a fantasy.

"You said you knew where Kai was, correct? And how he got there?" Kenney started. He adjusted his glasses as he waited for the girl's answer.

She nodded. "Yes, I know exactly where Kai is."

"Wait!" Tyson interrupted. "How do we even know that you're who you say you are? How do we know that you're Dranzer and not just some girl working for Biovolt?" He wanted to find Kai, but he didn't want to walk into a trap.

The girl's face contorted in rage. "How dare you compare me with those . . . those . . . low-lives! Why would I work for people who beat and torture kids! You're crazy if you think that!"

Tyson cringed at that. "Sheesh! Sorry! You're definitely Dranzer."

Dranzer sat back, a bit relaxed. Just a bit. Kai and that boy, Joey, needed their help, and they were wasting time.

"So, what happened?" Ray asked trying to prevent a fight that would soon happen.

Dranzer's glassy emeralds gazed at him before answering. "Do you want the whole story, or bits and pieces?"

"Everything," Max replied.

She sighed. This was going to take a while.

"Kai, Black Dranzer and I were on our way to a conference with Voltair - " she started.

"What! Why were you going to see Voltair? It could've been a trap! Don't you know that!" Tyson out bursted.

"Calm down, Tyson. We were going to a CONFERENCE. Kai had gotten word from a Russian police officer saying that Kai needed to come to Russia because he had to sign a contract saying that he agreed to Voltair's execution. He didn't want to go in a way, but I guess, he wanted to see Voltair's face when he signed the document."

"Oh . . ."

Dranzer sighed. She was getting tired. She wouldn't be able to hold this form for very long. It took too much energy. She had to finish this fast. Kai and Joey were counting on them.

"Please. Continue," Mr. Dickenson said politely.

She nodded and continued. "After we had landed at the airport, two men came up to Kai, demanding something that he didn't have."

"And what was that?" Kenney asked all excited. He loved learning about new items.

"I don't think that it's that important right now. Do you?"

Kenney sighed, disappointed. "No. I guess not . . ."

"Right. Now, the men really looked suspicious, and they were. Before Kai could react, they knocked him out and carried him to a large building in the forest, where human contact is impossible. There waiting for us were Voltair and Boris."

"I knew they might have had something to do with all of this!" Mr. Dickenson cried out.

"Is there anything else we need to know?" Ray asked hoping that that was it.

Dranzer shook her head. "No. As soon as we arrived, Master Kai had met a young boy by the name of Joey. He, I think, is no older than six. I was taken somewhere else but soon escaped. But we don't need to know about me. Kai contacted me right before I left. He told me that the boy was sick and he wouldn't last long in that place. Not to mention, Kai didn't sound too well himself. We have to hurry down there and help them!"

Ray nodded. "All right. Don't worry. Just lead us there. Do you have to turn back into your phoenix form?"

"Yes. I only came in this form because I needed to talk to you. We must hurry. I may be far from him, but I can feel that Kai's in pain."

Mr. Dickenson nodded. "Yes. Please take us there."

Dranzer nodded. "It'll be faster if I carry you. I'm sorry, but we can't wait while your flight is being prepared."

"That's fine, but can you carry all of us?" Kenney asked.

"Yes. Don't worry. Mr. Dickenson, Kai also told me to ask you if you could call the police down in Russia? They don't know that I had escaped, and they won't know until the police are there and have arrested them. Please!"

"Yes. Of course. I'll call them right now."

"Right! Now, Dranzer. Take us to Kai!" Tyson cried standing up.

She nodded then headed out the door, followed by the Blade Breakers.

As soon as they were outside and at the same area they found Dranzer earlier, the Blade Breakers stopped a few feet from her once she stopped at the top of the hill.

Flames enshrouded Dranzer's sleek form, shielding her from any gaze. When the flames died down just a bit, she spread her wings fully, blowing the flames away and presenting a magical red phoenix. She cawed, and the Blade Breakers rushed over and mounted her back. As soon as they were settled, she beat her wings and took off, leaving only a trail of dirt behind.

S-S- Kai's POV -S-S-

Rain pattered on the ceiling, creating a rhythmic beat to reverberate through the tiny cell. How I wished it would stop. It was making my headache even worse.

I stood being held up by my arms by two other men, leaning heavily on my right leg, unable to stand on my left.

A large man stood behind me, a three tailed whip in his hands.

"Do you give in yet? Do you surrender to Master Voltair?" he asked

I spit out some blood. "I'd never surrender to that bastard!" I yelled as loud as I could.

In response, he just cracked the whip on my lower back. I straitened instantly feeling the pain. How much longer was he going to torture me? He's been doing this for over two hours now, and he didn't look like he was going to let up.

Joey, I hope you're alright, I thought. I haven't heard a word about him yet. I doesn't take that long to put two, or even four, tattoos on one's face.

I didn't have much time to think about the young boy, because another whip crack came, making me straiten again. My whole back was on fire! And my arms were numb now from the strong grips of the other two men.

Suddenly the door opened, another man standing there. He walked around me to my tormentor. I could hear whispering, but didn't have enough energy to move my head to look at them.

I heard them agree on something, and the other man left, leaving me once again at the mercy of the whip.

My persecutor moved in front of me and cupped my chin in his hand, lifting my head to look at him full in the face.

"I have to leave now. Your little friend, or should I say little brother, will be in here shortly."

I gasped. "What do you mean 'little brother'!" I cried. "Joey couldn't possibly be my younger brother! My parents are dead!"

He shook his head. "Believe what you want. That little runt is your blood brother whether you want him to be or not. This is an order from Master Voltair. He told me to tell you this and, if you want, to show you the DNA papers. Do you want to see 'em?" He wasn't lying. His eyes stated the truth. But . . . How could this be? My parents were alive?

I averted my eyes away from him. He took the hint and let go of me. He told the other two to release me then left, leaving me alone in the cold room to think about our topic.

I lay on my side, not even feeling the chilliness of the concrete floor, thinking about how Joey could be my younger brother. It was impossible . . . wasn't it?

Footsteps echoed through the hall, stopping at the door. It slid open, and a figure landed inside with a whimper just as the door slid shut.

I propped myself on an elbow and stared at the figure in the middle of the floor. Whether he was my brother or not, he still needed comfort and someone there for him.

"Joey . . ." I called softly, my voice unable to go above a whisper.

"Kai?" I heard his tearful voice call.

"Come here, little brother." I hadn't meant to say 'little brother.' It just slipped . . . Oh, well.

He came over and sat close to me, his head to my chest. I wrapped my right arm around him and we both laid down together. He sniffed.

"Hey . . . What's wrong, kiddo?" I asked softly, taking him in my arms and sitting up, even though it hurt my leg and back.

He wiped his eyes and looked up at me with those bright crimsons that reflected mine so much. I now realized, in the dim light that came through the small window, that two small blue triangles sat on his right cheek. I reached up and gently stroked the tender skin. He flinched but then quickly moved back towards me.

"It hurts . . ." he said softly.

"I know. I know," I said soothingly and stroked his hair.

"Kai . . . I'm c-cold."

I sighed and sat up straighter, though it hurt, and searched in my pant's pocket for the other thing besides Dranzer I hold onto. My scarf. I brought it out and wrapped it around his small neck.

"It's not much, but it'll keep you warm," I told him. He just looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. I know what you're thinking. Me smiling . . . Don't say a word . . .

He snuggled closer to me and spoke softly. "Kai, will we ever get out? Will I see my mommy and daddy again?"

I sighed and leaned my head against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. "We'll get out. I promise."

"I hope so . . ." Soon rhythmic breathing was the only sound to accompany me in the dark room.

Dranzer . . . Hurry . . .

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Hey! I know. A bit corny at the end, but I've got three stories . . . a writer's block . . . a headache . . . and sore legs. So, leave me alone.

OK! Hints on the next chappie! The man revealed in this one and the last one is going to be unveiled and Dranzer and the Blade Breakers have come to save Joey and Kai, but are they too late? Also another appearance will be held by an unlikely bit beast! And maybe . . . If you guys are good, I'll throw in a little of Tala!

R&R!

Taijiya Mizu