Taiy-Chan: I've realized that I haven't updated this for about…three months? I've decided to add some Tala/Kai in this, so there's gonna be yaoi in this story. Hope you guys don't mind! Also, I made a mistake in the third chapter. At the end, it should be 'Three Down' instead of 'Two Down' because both Lisa and Poopsie left.

So, here's the much awaited 4th chapter of 13 Dead End Drive

Disclaimer: Taiy-Chan doesn't own the game 13 Dead End Drive or Beyblade.

Warnings: Language, a lecherous old man and yaoi.


Chapter 4

And Down We Go…


Old Hickory sat at the very table they all started at. He didn't know anything about this house other than its garden, being the plant's caretaker and such. He sighed, resting his wrinkled face in his hands. Hickory's aged eyes looked up at the beautiful bouquet of black roses in the middle of the polished wood table. There was an envelope attached to one of the flower's pointed stems, its surface blank and without a name.

'Must've been from one of Ms. Pauline's relatives.' Hickory mused.

Suddenly, the old man jumped up onto his chair, striking a heroic pose.

"I will get Ms. Pauline's money if my life depends on it!" He cried, his grey eyes twinkling with determination. "Everyone! Fear me! Bow to me! Sing to me and read to me because my eye-sight is not what it used to be!" he shouted. "Beware of ol' Hickory! Mwuahahahah!"

But his tear-jerking speech was met with silence, as if the mansion's very furniture was sweat-dropping.


Emily sighed, turning down yet another dark hallway. Michelle trailed guiltily after her, pouting and dragging her feet.

"I'm not a klutz, I'm not a klutz!" she muttered repeatedly under her breath.

Emily rolled her eyes.

"Keep repeating that and it just might come true, Michelle." She drawled, rounding a corner.

The blonde haired girl only just dodged in time as a tall figure ran past her. She gasped, stumbling back a few steps as she heard Michelle let out an ear-piercing scream. Emily covered her ears, wincing.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Emily frowned, making her way back over to her friend. Michelle didn't have a voice that deep…

Ray smiled sheepishly as he helped Michelle to her feet, laughing nervously as the brown haired girl cursed under her breath.

"You're Ray, aren't you?" Emily said, coming to stand next to them.

The black haired boy nodded, releasing Michelle's hand to lean against the wall, panting for breath still after his sprint up the many stairs of the house.

Michelle finally got over her shock of being barrelled into and turned to the newcomer, looking him over.

"Hey…" she said slyly. "You're hot."

Emily smacked her forehead and Ray laughed breathlessly.

"You think so…?" Ray asked modestly.

Michelle flattened her eyes.

"I wouldn't of said it if I wasn't telling the truth, stupid." She said.

"Michelle…" Emily muttered, shaking her head. "Will you get your mind out of the gutter for once? I think Pauline has rubbed off on you."

Michelle displayed her maturity by sticking out her tongue at the other girl. Facing Ray again, she frowned, cocking her head to the side.

"Just why were you running so fast?" she questioned.

Ray smiled. "I met up with this weird lady with really high eyebrows who was trying to teach me French." He explained.

Emily and Michelle gasped.

"You saw Mme. Provenche!" They shouted.

Ray nodded, looking between the two, confused.

"Where'd she go!" they demanded, leaning in and pushing their faces towards the neko-jin's.

Ray backed up, stopping when he hit the blood red walls behind him.

"Uhh, she was back down on the third floor last time I saw her." He said, pointing in the direction he came.

"Thank you, Ray!" Emily said quickly, racing down the hallway.

Michelle ran after her, calling over her shoulder.

"We'll see you later, Mr. Hot-Guy!"

Ray chuckled, shaking his head.

"Pauline had some very strange friends when she was alive."


Tala and Kai froze eyes slowly travelling up from the bottom of pressed, black business pants to a perfectly white dress shirt under a dark tux-like over-coat. Finally, ice blue and bloody crimson met pale features, plastic skin and spotless white hair with a shining smile to boot.

Kai uncharacteristically edged behind his companion, clutching the back of the red haired's shirt. Tala didn't seem to mind though, his attention focused on the old man in front of them.

One word came instantly to their minds.

'Botox….'

And yes, they were right. The man was obviously over sixty years old, but went to great lengths to look younger. Those lengths just happened to be plastic surgery. His skin was practically plastic and his smile was so lecherous that the two teens had to resist the urge to just turn tail and run.

The man's smile widened.

"Hello my pretties, my name is Dr. Beauregarde III and I am going to be your next Sugar Daddy!" he said in a low voice.

Tala and Kai backed away, but the man only followed them, laughing under his breath as he seemed to stalk them, like a lion and its prey.

"Don't be shy now, little ones. I only want to see if you really are as perfect underneath as you look with your clothes on…" he purred.

Tala just kept backing up, his ice blue eyes wide as sweat trickled down his face. Kai was behind him, jolting when his back met the blue walls behind him. He looked around frantically as Tala's back pressed against his chest and Beauregarde came ever closer.

They were trapped.


Detective Craven opened her bleary auburn eyes, blinking them as they blurred in and out of focus. What had happened this time? She had barely taken one step when she was brought her flat on her face once again.

Pulling herself to up, she knelt on the second stone, glancing around her. How long had she been out? Looking up at the sky didn't help at all, for the sun had long ago set and only the stars and the full moon ahead provided light. She got unsteadily to her feet, taking another step to stand on the third stone. Something moved in the corner of her eye and she looked up. Seeing nothing, she was about to take another step when she saw it again.

Glancing back at the eerie mansion in front of her, she squinted, what was that in the window…?

Her eyes widened as the moon's light shone on the glass she was staring at. A curly, dark brown head was sticking out of the window and the face slowly turned up to look at her. Ms. Craven's breath caught in her throat as her eyes met the other's. A pale, pale face with eyebrows as high as the sky was framed by the window. She shuddered. Freaky. But she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the sight, her body frozen in terror and mild disgust. Then, that face slowly split into a wide smile, the slanted eyes narrowing and the already high brows rising even higher.

Ms. Craven's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell on top of the third stone in a dead faint.


The Detective moves up one space.


Beauregarde smiled as he closed in on the two shaking boys, his hands coming out in front of him, reaching for the pale faces of the teens. His fingers twitched at the fear in his eyes as heat pooled in his lower areas.

"Come with me, my pretties, and you'll never want to leave me again." He murmured deeply.

Kai shook his head in denial, pressing back against the hard wall behind him, white knuckles clutching Tala's shoulders. He gasped loudly as the wall suddenly gave behind him. He lost his balance and fell back, his grip on the red head bringing the other boy with him as they fell through the trap door, yells of surprise echoing off the walls.

Beauregarde let out an angry shout, running over to the wall the two boys had disappeared through as the secret door closed abruptly with a loud snap.

A dark figure watched this from above, smirking as it brushed a lock of brown hair fromits face.

"We can't have a freaky Botox-pedophile-man messing up two perfectly innocent guys, now can we?" she whispered, her dark smile widening and showing off pointed fangs. "Pauline would have my head if I ever let that happen."


Mariah ran through the hallways, opening random doors only to shake her pink head wildly and go onto the next. Where would Pauline hide her bank card?

She reached a four-way split and stopped in her rampage through the house, looking from one direction to the other. Great. She was lost.

Suddenly, she got an idea. Taking out her ever-present scissors, she cut her name into the walls of one of the hallways, nodding to herself before stuffing the scissors in her pocket, running down the corridor she marked. This way, she could always come back and pick a different direction without going down the same way twice.

Mariah smiled to herself.

'I am so smart."


Emily and Michelle sprinted down to the third floor, not stopping or slowing their pace as they ran through the hallways, looking left and right for their elusive French teacher. They finally came to a halt at a four-way split, gasping for breath.

"Hey, what's that?" Michelle said, pointing at a carving on one of the walls. "It says…. Mariah…."

Emily ignored her and brushed imaginary dirt off her pants.

"That way leads down to the stairs, we don't want to go there." She said, giving her friend a Look.

Michelle nodded almost violently, mouth forming a wide 'O'.

"Nope, wouldn't be very smart to go that way." She agreed.

Emily straightened, pointing down the hallway to their left.

"We go that way." She said, heading off down the corridor and disappearing around the corner.

"Wait!" Michelle cried, running back to the carving and taking out a pen, quickly writing 'sux' under the name. Running after her friend, she smiled to herself, laughing under her breath.

Being evil is so refreshing.


Reaching a set of long stairs, she looked back. Mariah hadn't seen any rooms for a while, so maybe she better go down.

"Let's go get us some money, Mariah!" she cried to the empty floor, running down the stairs.

Halfway down, though, something caught her foot and she fell, screaming to the ground below, hair products and scissors flying everywhere in her wake. When she landed at the bottom, she didn't get up.


Four Down


Taiy-Chan: Six pages. That's not too bad for this story! I hope you guys liked this chapter, tell me what you think!

So, now there're only nine people left, who will win and get Pauline's money? And will Detective Craven ever actually get to the door of the mansion? And just who is that freaky person that saved Kai and Tala? You will soon find out!

Stay tuned for the next chapter of…. 13 Dead End Drive!

Dun, dun, dun!