Hi! Ok, I made a video of Tala vs Kai :D you can view it here: youtube . com/watch?v=FV33AHFW7o0
I will try to upload one in better quality...so bear with me
It's from Tala's POV and I worked hard on it...I don't own sony vegas so I used Windows Movie Maker, so it's not the greatest but it's not the worst. So you can view it if those fascists at youtube don't block it.
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you guys know how to write a link, fanfic wouldn't let me post it so i put the spaces.
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With the beybladers back in the cave, it was more stressful than before. No one could go back to sleep. Rick laid on the ground resting his eyes but was far from sleepy. Mariah was curled up next to Lee with her knees up to her chest as Lee tried comforting his sister. Mathilda kept wiping tears from her eyes as she sat next to Raul who looked like he would cry too. Julia couldn't tease him for it because she felt just as terrified as he did. Tyson was still in denial about Tala and Kai fighting each other. He just didn't believe they would do that too each other, especially at a time like this, they were both too smart for that.
Ming-Ming was whimpering as she sat next to Crusher. Garland was leaning up against the wall and wondered what would have happened if he hadn't fell asleep. A sense of depression was in the air, this depression had even found Daichi. After a while, he just couldn't take it and exploded.
"Someone say something positive!" He yelled.
"Easier said than done." Kenny sighed.
"Not really easier said…I mean, at least we're still here." Ray said.
"Yeah…just so we can get destroyed later." Claude sighed.
Bryan had set up Tala's picture near a rock and kept glancing at it now and then. The night was miserable. Everyone was cold, tired, hungry, and scared. After a while, Ian's eyes began to sting and he tried rubbing them to ease it.
Daichi grumbled "Seriously guys! This is bumming me out! We'll be fine! If Boris has Kai and Tala, you know they'll fight back! They won't let Boris push them around."
Everyone perked up for a moment but the depression came back, Daichi was right….assuming the two blitzkrieg's were still alive. However, Brooklyn would fight back too. The fact Brooklyn hadn't returned meant he was truly stuck there. He couldn't get out for some reason, and the same case was now with the phoenix and wolf.
"Our best plan is to go to the docks." Michael said.
"Heh. None of us are sleeping; we might as well go now and get it over with." Rick said.
"It's too dark. We wouldn't be able to see anything; if someone went missing we wouldn't know it." Max suggested.
"Sitting here is driving me nuts." Rick sighed.
"We just need to hold out for a little longer…" Mariah nodded. "Just a little longer."
"I wouldn't worry too much about them." Spencer said.
"Really, why's that?" Rick asked.
"Brooklyn, Tala and Kai. They can take care of themselves. Right now Boris has three of the strongest blader's with him. It's like locking yourself in a tiger cage." Spencer said. "You think Tala would keel over so easily?"
"But we don't know what state they're in, they could be hurt." Mathilda said.
"But they might not be…" Tyson nodded. "He's right, why are we so worried? It's Brooklyn, Tala and Kai. They're probably making a breakout plan right now!"
"Yeah. Kai wouldn't go down without a fight." Max smiled.
"There's nothing more we can really do for them. We should focus on keeping us safe." Kevin said.
"Well we can't forget about them. We'll just have to go rescue those poor boys when we find a way out." Ming-Ming said.
Hilary instantly looked annoyed by Ming-Ming talking. They all started to feel a little better talking about how the three missing teammates would be ok and bust out at any time. Even though in the back of their minds they knew something terrible had happened, they tried to stay optimistic.
Mr. Dickenson sat at his desk and was going over the list of teams entering the tournament.
"Let's see, what type of tournament should it be this year?" He asked aloud. "First things first they'll be a preliminary round."
He continued looking through the list but something puzzled him. The PPB All Starz, Blitzkrieg Boys, White Tiger X, Barthez Battalion, BEGA, or F-Dynasty hadn't entered. The only team that had entered was the Majestics.
"How odd. I never thought so many teams would loose their competitive spirit. Not even Tyson." He blinked.
He figured he'd pay a visit to Tyson's house and ask him if he planned to sign up at one of the later dates, but that sounded so unlike the defending champion. Within a few minutes, Mr. Dickenson arrived at the Granger dojo. Grandpa jumped to the door in order of students. When he saw Mr. Dickenson, he looked surprised and invited him in.
"So what brings you here?" Grandpa asked,
"I was wondering when Tyson was going to sign up for the championships."
"When he gets back from that resort."
"Resort? He went on a trip so close to the finals."
"No, it's an island where they can train and chillax before the big shindig. You sent out the invitations, what are ya, getting old?"
"Invitations? The BBA doesn't have anything like that on an island." Mr. Dickenson looked surprised.
"Really? Well I remember them reading it out. They couldn't catch any Z's that night." grandpa said.
"Do you have it?"
"They were suppose to bring the invitation with them. I did keep the envelope though."
"May I see it?" he asked.
Grandpa nodded and got the envelope for Mr. Dickenson who inspected it. "I didn't send these. All letters we send out have the BBA insignia on the back."
"Well if you didn't send it then who did?"
"Hm. I need to make a phone call." Mr. Dickenson nodded. "We need to get this sorted out." he said.
"And find out where my little dude went." Grandpa nodded.
Mr. Dickenson made several calls, with each one he seemed to get more upset. He made calls to the BBA, Judy, Romero, Hiro, Tao, and attempted to get a hold of Tala's phone.
"Come on son, pick up." Mr. Dickenson said anxiously. "Tala…"
Grandpa watched his nervous expression and tilted his head. The phone rang and rang. No one picked up. No one was there to pick it up. Mr. Dickenson frowned and hung up the phone.
"It's the same story. They all got letters to that resort and Tala isn't answering his phone. He always answers for me." the man frowned. "He must have gone too. This is terrible!"
"So everyone got these letters to that resort?"
"Yes. It seems so." he nodded and gripped the handle on his cane. "We need to find them. I'll be heading back to the office and see what I can do. I'll track down every beyblading facility if I have to."
"Whoa hold on, I can't just sit here while my two little homies are in trouble!"
"I don't know what you could possibly do to help, but we have no choice. I'm rallying everyone. We've got kids missing." Mr. Dickenson said. "Oh! Yes! We shall alert the authorities. We'll put 120% effort into finding them!"
Tala's body was floating in darkness. He couldn't see, hear, or feel anything. He was completely disconnected from his senses. His mind was alive however, wondering what had happened and where he was. Everything was quiet until he heard a familiar woman's voice.
Wake up…
Tala's body felt like it was on fire as his senses started to return. He felt the burns on his chest, arm, and leg along with the pain in is throat and chest. The dark around him started to disappear the more his senses returned. He winced in disgust at the taste of blood in his mouth…it tasted like bile. He made a weak attempt to sit up. He growled and lightly touched the burn marks on his arm. Everything seemed like it was spinning and he was still sweating.
"Kai…" he said weakly as he looked around. He realized he was in a different place now; this wasn't the forest. He was locked behind bars in a cold brick room.
"Kai!" he managed to say louder but held his chest in pain.
There was no answer.
"Brooklyn?" he called but there was no answer.
He crawled on his hands and knees over to the bars, grasping them lightly he tried to see around but all there was a dark, empty hallway. Tala coughed and spit the blood out of his mouth, looking irritated and in pain.
"Kai! Brooklyn!" He yelled. "Someone answer me!"
His voice echoed throughout the hallway and returned to silence. Defeated he laid his forehead against the bars.
"Am I the only one here…? Uhg…so weak…" he closed his eyes, feeling tired and like there were weights on his body. He struggled to remember how the match ended, who had one him or Kai? He remembered blacking out before seeing which blade was the last one spinning. He figured that the reason he was here was that he had lost. Tala gritted his teeth and gripped the bars hard.
So close… he thought.
The wolf stayed with his hands gripping the bars and his forehead resting against them. He drifted into a light sleep for a few minutes. He heard footsteps clanging in the hallway and felt a sting across his face.
"Ahg!" Tala fell backwards and put his hand on his cheek.
"You ruined it Tala." Boris was frowning down at him.
"Boris." The wolf snarled.
"It was going to be simple, but you Tala…you messed everything up!" Boris hissed.
"Hehe…did I? What exactly did I mess up; you got what you wanted didn't you. Only you got two for the price of one this time."
"No. You don't get it do you. I had plans, PLANS! Things were suppose to go a certain way and you wrecked all of it!"
Tala pulled himself up and laughed "Too bad. Deal with it."
Boris' eyes narrowed. "Oh, don't worry I have another plan." he smiled and held Wolborg's bit in his hand.
"WOLBORG!" Tala tried to grab it but Boris pulled his hand away.
"This isn't yours. It's mine. I created it." Boris said bluntly.
Tala growled.
"I lent it to you when you were in the Abbey. You were worthy of it then but not anymore."
"You don't know the first thing about Wolborg. You'll never understand how to use it."
"Oh, like you're one to talk about understanding bit-beasts. You couldn't even connect your spirit with Wolborg's."
"Because that's not what bit-beasts are for. You don't know the connection Wolborg and I have."
Boris laughed "And when did this connection come about? You used Wolborg as a weapon, you were both just my weapons!"
"Not anymore." Tala frowned. "Maybe back then, but not now. You were the one who lied to us. You didn't care about our well-being. You used and abused us. You only saw your vision, and that's why you always fail. I'll take you down as many times as it takes."
"Is that right?" Boris smiled. "Well. Because you ruined my plans…I have a very special plan for you."
"Where's Brooklyn? Where's Kai?" Tala ordered.
"You'll see them soon enough. I'm positive they'll be sure to thank you for everything." he grinned.
Tala frowned. "What were you trying to get Kai to do?"
"It's simple really. He wants power. It's something he can't deny…he'll sacrifice everyone for that power. Your battle is proof isn't it?"
"What about Voltaire? It was his voice on the phone. He was the one who talked to Kai."
"You were always a bright child." Boris nodded. "I have no interest in telling you our plans with Kai. I believe you'll figure it out. But by the time you do…it'll be to late." he flashed a threatening smile at Tala before walking away.
"Boris!" Tala yelled. "Don't you dare walk away from me! BORIS!" he snapped. "What are you planning to do?"
Boris smiled as he listened to Tala's yelling. He left the hallway and closed the door. The red head coughed into his hand and held his chest.
"What's wrong with me…" he winced. "Stupid fire." he coughed.
He leaned up against the bars and stared up at the ceiling helplessly. He was racking his brain for ideas of Boris' plans. Wolborg had been taken from him, and he wanted it back.
"Why is Voltaire here…?" he asked himself "Where's Brooklyn…"
Tala sat there concentrating, trying to figure it all out. He was sure that Kai would be the main target for Voltaire, well the rest of them were at Boris' mercy.
"Come on Tala…think" he said to himself.
He looked over his shoulder and saw other cells. It was built for multiple people and yet, he was the only one there. Brooklyn had disappeared before Tala did so whatever Boris' plan was…Brooklyn had a head start. His next thought was on Kai. He didn't know if the two-toned blader was still conscious after the fight or had fainted as well. Tala tried to concentrate on what could have happened but the pain from the burns were too much. He couldn't focus, was sweating and sure he had a fever. On top of all that, he was exhausted beyond all reason. He held his burnt arm and arched forward, trying to find a position that was comfortable, but it was no use. The wolf thought back to the rest of his friends and teammates. He wondered if they were doing okay.
The sound of dripping water woke Tala from his daydream and reminded him where he was. In the corner was a sink that didn't look too dirty. He walked over to it and turned the water on, at first the water was dark but turned it's normal color.
How stupid to have a sink in here…what's the point of being prisoner if you get luxuries like this. He thought and held his arm under the cold water. He relaxed as the pain was lessened.
Guess I shouldn't complain…
Tala gathered some water in his hands and splashed some in his face, afterwards he ripped a piece of cloth of his sleeve and held it under the water. Once it was drenched, he used it to ease the burn on his chest and collar bone. As the pain was eased, he sighed in relief and could think more clearly. Instead of sitting and trying to find out Boris' plan, he was going to break out and find the others, tearing Boris' base down with him. Tala walked over to the bars and looked out into the hallway. He knew cameras were there too, he just had to find them…then he could move freely.
When morning came, the remaining teams made their way to the dock and checked up and down the shore.
"No good…" Kevin said as he sat on Gary's shoulders and looked out over the ocean.
"Mystel! See anything?" Garland yelled.
Mystel was perched high in a tree and looked around. "Sorry, I can't see anything. No power lines, no towers, no nothing."
"How about a lighthouse?" Crusher asked.
"Sorry. There's nothing."
Tyson sighed and was standing at the edge of the dock. The sea air blew in his face and rustled his hair. His mind went back to the friends he had lost. Already Boris' plan was taking a toll on him, he wondered who would be next. Brooklyn, Kai, and Tala were gone and he had no idea if they were hurt…or worse.
"Don't worry Tyson." Kenny put his hand on the champion's shoulder. "I'm sure they're okay."
"Don't worry? DON'T WORRY!" Tyson snapped and yanked himself away from Kenny. "How can you tell me not to be worried? Boris is going to take all my friends away and I can't do anything about it!"
Kenny stumbled back and held his laptop to his chest. "I know but…you can't get upset about it-"
"Can't get upset about it?"
"Tyson!" Hilary snapped "Leave him alone."
Tyson glared at Hilary "You mind your own business. You're the only one who doesn't need to be worried, you can't even beyblade!"
The brunette girl looked flabbergasted before frowning. "So what? I'm still important to this team! I could beyblade if I really wanted to!"
"Oh right…like in the dining room?" Ming-Ming asked.
"Well I was the one who found the camera!" Hilary yelled at her.
"Actually, Tala was the one who saw it." Mariah said.
"Well I broke it so he could see it."
"Because of your terrible beyblading skills." Ming-Ming shrugged.
"Shut up! Who asked you!"
"Uhm…let's just try taking a deep breath." Max said and tried to diffuse the situation.
Rick laughed a little "Back off Max, it's obvious that they're all scared. They're attacking each other because they know if we're attacked they can't fight."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Lee frowned.
"Lee…" Ray warned him.
Rick smiled and went on about how everyone was afraid of Boris and were taking it out on each other like children. The others jumped to their own defense. Soon everyone was arguing with each other. It escalated from some frustration to a full on mob. It was full of denial, anger, fear, and desperation. None of them meant what they were saying to each other but it couldn't be helped. They were all too emotionally disturbed. The Blitzkrieg Boys had the best grasp on the situation but that wasn't much. Without their leader to follow, they couldn't agree on anything or make a plan. Spencer had the calmest demeanor of them and tried to get Bryan and Ian to quit bickering with each other.
"Everyone, QUIET!" Garland yelled.
No one would listen. They were all too far gone to listen to reason at the moment. The more the group argued made it easier for another one of Boris' agents to sneak up on them, or someone to go missing in all the chaos. Garland helpless looked up at Mystel who was still in the tree. Mystel nodded and jumped high into the air and launched his beyblade at the crowd.
Poseidon landed in the middle of the crowd and caused a disturbance. Everyone jumped back and there was silence throughout him or her. Mystel's beyblade returned to his hand and he landed next to Garland.
"Thanks."
"No problem." Mystel smiled.
Garland looked at his teammates. "Look guys, we're all tired, hungry, and afraid. Everyone here is worried…either for ourselves or for our friends. We can't just sit here fighting…it's not helping us or the ones we lost. We need to figure out what to do next!"
Tyson frowned and looked down. Garland was right. He couldn't get upset and let everyone else down. The champion felt that it was his fault the riot started and that Tala and Kai had gone missing.
"Yeah…Sorry Kenny…sorry Hil." He sighed. "Garland makes a good point, we can't give up."
"We're out of options…" Kevin shrugged. "We've searched these shores, there's no boats or anything…no shops, what do we do?"
"We can't go back into the forest and look for Boris base…we'd be wasting time." Michael tossed the baseball into his glove.
The crowd fell quiet. They felt horrible for yelling at each other and over all foolish. They couldn't lose hope just yet…they had to keep trying. Mystel couldn't see a lighthouse from the trees and there wasn't anything along the shores.
"Do you think the airport and the ship we were on was also Boris' doing? I mean, he had a fake airplane and fake ship drop us off?" Raul asked.
"Maybe…" Aaron nodded.
"I wouldn't put it passed him." Miguel crossed his arms.
"I have an idea." Emily said "Though I don't know if it'll work."
"Better than nothing." Mathilda nodded.
"What do you have Emzy?" Eddie asked.
"Don't call me Emzy…" She said and opened up her laptop.
Kenny walked up and seemed interested in what she was up to. He wondered if she had an internet connection.
"I was thinking…if we could just get to a higher area, my laptop may catch on to some sort of signal."
"I doubt it could Emily." Chief said. "If it can't in such a wide area I don't see why getting higher would work."
"Well, Boris may have something here that blocks our signal so we can't set out an SOS. If we get to a higher point we may be out of his range and lock on to something." She explained.
"I don't understand all this technical hoo-ha but what the heck! Let's do it!" Daichi smiled.
"May, might, it's possible." Gary said "Better than impossible."
"Where's the highest point?" Mariah tilted her head.
"There." Mystel pointed up to a large mountain in the distance.
Ming-Ming's jaw dropped "That's so far."
"It's the only chance we have Ming-Ming…you'd better keep up." Garland said.
Ming-Ming whimpered a little.
"What can we lose?" Julia asked "I'm up for it."
The others nodded. If they could get up there and get some sort of signal…their options would multiply. Process of elimination…the docks were no good, now it was off to the mountain. If they couldn't get a signal then they'd just brainstorm for another idea. They couldn't give up, they couldn't stop moving.
Brooklyn struggled to open his eyes. He tried to move but something was restraining him. His arms and legs were tied down to a table.
"What the…?" he struggled against them but couldn't break free. The dizziness had left him and his vision returned but the confusion stayed. The Bega blader lifted his head up and looked around him, he was in some type of laboratory…
A moving figured in the corner of his eye made him jump. He was a bit relieved to see it was only a scientist.
"Sir, he's awake." The man said into a headset.
"You know what to do." Boris voice said.
Brooklyn frowned. He had thought seeing Boris was just a dream and being restrained….he had hoped it was just his bed sheets.
"Yes sir." the man said, almost robotically.
The scientist walked to the head of the table Brooklyn was retrained to and started to roll it along. Brooklyn struggled more against the restraints.
"Where are you taking me? Hey! Come on!" He yelled.
"Be quiet." the man ordered.
Brooklyn was rolled into a huge room with a very high ceiling. For the most part the ground was level but had some dips here and there. It was dark, musty, and cold. His green eyes studied the wall and ceiling. There were beyblade marks everywhere.
"Some kind of…training room…?" He asked himself but hoped for an answer from the scientist.
The scientist said nothing and put a beyblade and a launcher at Brooklyn's side then walked away. The Bega blader was confused even more. How was he going to beyblade with his arms and legs tied?
Once the scientist left the room, a voice was heard echoing in the room. It was Boris' voice. He had speakers in the ceiling so his voice could be heard all over the room.
"Welcome Brooklyn, It's my pleasure to say you'll be the first in my little experiment." he said.
Brooklyn's eyes narrowed. There was a snapping sound and the restraints released him. He quickly sat up and rubbed his wrists.
"Experiment…?" he said to himself.
"Yes. It's an honor really. You'll be the first to give a demonstration." The purple haired man's voice was heard.
"If I'm not interested?"
"I'm sure you'll come around." Boris hissed.
Two double doors opposite of where Brooklyn entered started to open. He squinted his eyes to try and see better. It was a human figure not much bigger than himself. It was male, wore red and black clothes, and had long feathery black hair, pale skin, and bright glowing green eyes. The clothes were cloak-like with red accessories such as an armored breastplate and a belt with armor plates covering his legs. Like Artemis, he was synthetic looking but didn't have an emotionless face. The face looked sunken in and had a demented expression. A smile revealed sharp, jagged, teeth.
Brooklyn felt his body freeze in fear as he looked at the boy walking closer to him. The boy looked…almost like a king with all his accessories, the way he moved, everything to the last detail screamed 'elegance' 'emperor' 'better than you.'
"…Z…Zeus…?" Brooklyn finally spoke with disbelief.
A small chuckle came from his opponent as he readied the crossbow launcher on his arm.
The Bega blader blinked "What….experiment…?" he asked himself.
Zeus launched the beyblade directly at Brooklyn who ducked. He didn't know what was going on. It was all too fast. A resort to train at, the strange girl, waking up in a cell, Boris, now Zeus? It was like a dream, some twisted, incredibly vivid dream. Brooklyn was absent when the others found the cameras, and was kidnapped before he had any information about Boris. Out of everyone,…he was the most unfortunate.
The blade doubled back and tried to hit Brooklyn again. He jumped out of the way and grabbed the beyblade and launcher on the table.
"This is ridiculous…" he frowned and launched the beyblade at Zeus.
Artemis watched, through cold eyes, Brooklyn trying to fight Zeus. She watched the fight on a monitor as it was being recorded. Finally, they'd understand what it's like to be used for a pointless game.
"Boris. Wasn't he suppose to fight others before facing Zeus?" She asked.
"He's already to the point of exhaustion. Don't worry, he'll break. Your attack did enough damage…he's ready now." Boris told her.
Artemis nodded as she watched, "So afterwards…what are you going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"With them. When you drive them to that limit."
"Oh." Boris nodded "Humans have spirits just as you do. Only…we have physical bodies to go with it and it is very dormant."
"Is that the other research you were talking about?" Artemis asked. "Why you also agreed to help me?"
"Yes." he lied.
"You're a very dangerous man Boris…"
"Not at all. I just dare to dream beyond the limits of our taboo society. These children have yet to awaken their true 'beyblading spirits' as they call it. Think about it Artemis, if they're using their own spirits to battle they would no longer wish to play because it wouldn't be fun. They want to exploit the sacred beast's power for their games and call it a team effort. They don't know the torture or the entrapment…let's give them a taste of it."
Artemis was silent as she listened to Boris' words. She agreed with everything he said. Humans had spirits just as the beasts did. Why couldn't the humans just use their own spirits to fight? She smiled a little. This Boris was a dangerous human and she didn't trust him completely…but she found him different than the other humans. She agreed with him more than she had ever agreed with a human before.
"Zeus!" Brooklyn yelled. "Attack!"
The new black beyblade he acquired did nothing special, it attacked, but bounced off the other black beyblade. The Bega blader gritted his teeth. This blade wasn't his. It was true that Zeus was the humanoid figure in front of him who found pleasure in toying with him. Zeus watched Brooklyn's frustration grow.
"Don't you know who I am?" Brooklyn called desperately. "Zeus!"
His voice didn't reach the pale figure attacking him. Zeus smiled and crouched a little, charging at Brooklyn. The two black beyblades crashed into each other as the Bega blader felt razors cutting him. He stumbled back and was shaking. Blood trickled from his fingertips and onto the floor. It looked like he had been swiped by a claw.
Brooklyn felt his heart beat racing, felt the pain of the scratches, felt his energy depleting. Honestly, he wasn't in his right mind. He couldn't grasp the fact he was fighting his own bit-beast. It was crazy!
The battle continued on and on. Brooklyn fell to his knees and started shaking. His body was already weakened at the start of the fight but now his muscles refused to move. Whenever he tried to stand up his legs would give out and he would fall again.
"He's almost to his breaking point…" Boris said.
"What if nothing happens?" Artemis asked.
Boris was quiet and watched the screen intently.
"Come on, fight me! Maaaaaaaster!" Zeus laughed.
Brooklyn frowned and glared at him.
Zeus towered over him with a big grin. "You should fight back! You're sooooo weak!" His voice fluctuated up and down.
"You…can't…possibly be Zeus…" Brooklyn frowned.
"Don't like what you see huh? Well…this is me."
"It's not…"
"Heh. You didn't believe we had our own personalities did you? You're all so naïve…be careful…it could kill you!" Zeus smiled, revealing sharp fangs once more.
"Something's wrong here…" Brooklyn said to himself. "This…isn't right. Zeus is…different."
Brooklyn felt himself fading away like he was going to sleep.
"No, when we were locked in the beyblades we behaved how you wanted. We didn't have a choice. Now I'm free and can do as I please!"
"No…this can't be!" He yelled. The cold dark water pulled Brooklyn beneath the surface.
"I'm what's known as the king of darkness…did you think that was just an attack? By mere coincidence?" Zeus smiled.
Brooklyn was pulled beneath the surface now, isolate, still, unable to fight anymore. His thoughts were active though. This Zeus was not the one he fought alongside with. Something was changed about him. He refused to believe that it was real, Boris had to have done something to Zeus… he did something to change him into this…this thing! No. It was all a farce.
Once the darkness faded the Bega blader hit the ground. His body paralyzed from the attack and he was losing consciousness once again. The events of the Justice 5 match played in his mind. Kai, Tyson, his teammates, the invitation, the mysterious girl, the bright light, Boris, Zeus…
It was truly like a dream. Suddenly, he felt something inside him raise to the surface. It felt like fire. His eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, a dark aura surrounding him.
"Not…over…yet…" Brooklyn forced himself to his feet. His body moved like a zombie. His eyes lacked life and were glazed over, leaving only a shadowed green color. He had turned a pale grey…like a corpse.
Artemis looked taken back for a moment as he saw the spirit awake in Brooklyn.
"Now!" Boris yelled into a microphone.
Bright lights turned on in the stadium as Brooklyn was hit with a tranquilizer. It was a surprise attack that dropped him immediately.
Zeus walked back from where he came as the scientists hurried Brooklyn out of there.
"What was that for?" Artemis asked.
"To preserve his state. He'll be taken to a lab and have tests run on him, we're going to draw his spirit out more." Boris explained.
"Draw it out more?"
"Yes. What you saw was merely a light taste."
"I see…" she nodded. "What will we do about those fake sacred spirits?"
"All in good time." Boris waved the subject away.
"I want to know now."
"Well…we'll do the same…but I don't know what sort of effect it may have." He confessed.
"You truly do not care what happens to your own kind?" she asked.
"That shouldn't matter to you."
"It doesn't. I was just curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat, as they say." The purple haired man smiled.
"Hm…" Artemis crossed her arms and looked at Boris.
Voltaire sat with a laptop in front of him as he watched the recorded battle between Tala and Kai. In a way he watched in contempt.
"When Kai?" he asked. "When will you give me what I desire…?"
A few feet away was a cell with thick glass instead of bars. In it was a simple white bed that the two-toned hair blader was resting on. The room was specially heated in an attempt to raise Kai's body temperature.
"All this power…yet you do nothing with it!" Voltaire yelled.
Kai's eyes slowly started to open and he looked around. He had almost gained the feeling in his hands and feet back but overall he felt ok…still a little cold. Once he saw Voltaire he jumped up and frowned.
"Let me out!" he demanded.
"That'll kill you. Your temperature is still too low…It was a stupid stunt almost losing to him." Voltaire turned the laptop around and showed him a piece of his battle with Tala.
Kai's eyes narrowed. He never thought it would be recorded.
"Where is he…?" Kai scanned the room. "Where's Tala?"
"He's in a different holding cell. Not that it's any concern of yours."
Kai frowned. What did he care? It's not like Tala was his friend or anything but he couldn't help but worry. The memory of that battle replayed over and over again in his mind. His red-headed captain tried so hard to stop him from going back to Voltaire and Boris.
"Now. Once you're ready you'll be released from there and will head to the lab." Voltaire said.
Kai scoffed.
"From there you'll get your chance to fight Tyson."
"Why can't I just go once I get out of this thing?"
"Because there's a gift waiting for you."
"A gift? Hah! You don't even get me anything for my birthday, or if you do it's never for me…always for you!" Kai yelled.
Tala's words echoed in his mind once more.
"Don't talk to your grandfather that way." Voltaire said sternly "You WILL do this Kai. You already agreed to it."
Kai bit his lip and stayed frowning. He laid back down in bed and turned his back to his grandfather, pulling the covers up over his head in an act of defiance.
Voltaire watched him and turned back to the laptop.
Kai searched his clothes in an attempt to find Dranzer…but it was pointless. His blade had already broke to pieces in the fight.
He was stronger than I thought…I never expected that from Tala…
Mr. Dickenson sat with Judy, Romero, Tao, grandpa, and Mr. Tate. They all had worried looks on their face.
"My little homie better not be getting into too much trouble…" Granpa said.
"The police are doing all they can…we just have to sit and wait." Mr. Dickenson tried to reassure them.
"Oh man, it's hopeless…all we can do is sit here…there must be something we can do." Romero yawned.
"I've searched all the BBA records for registered resorts all over the world…there's none with our missing bladers there." Judy said. "Oh…how could this happen?"
The group of adults sighed when they hit a dead end. The police had no luck either and tried sending out radio and T.V. broadcasts of the missing bladers all over the world. It soon became a worldwide problem involving police from different countries. Detectives were trying their best to find any leads but there was nothing. It was strange that a group so large could just vanish…without a trace.
The teams made it to the large mountain like they wanted, but a new problem soon came up…how were they going to get up there? It was too dangerous for all of them to just start climbing. Mystel, the most acrobatic out of them all volunteered to do it.
"I can reach it in no time." he said.
"I don't think it's a good idea to split up." Mathilda said.
"She's right…but…I think it'll be alright." Mariah said "I mean, who could get up there besides Mystel?"
"Still, should we take that risk?" Max asked.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. If they can't catch me, they can't do anything to me and trust me…they won't be able to catch me." Mystel nodded "Tell me what to do Emily."
"Here, get to the highest point and if this light turns green we have a signal…send an e-mail to Mr. Dickenson right away if we have internet access." Emily explained.
"No problem." Mystel smiled and took the laptop from her.
"Be careful!" Ming-Ming cried as Mystel effortlessly hopped from rock to rock, up the mountain.
"Now we wait…" Tyson said.
"I hate waiting…" Daichi pouted on a rock.
Kenny sighed and opened his laptop. The others watched Mystel's figure disappear in the distance. This was their last hope…
Mystel jumped swiftly. When he made it to the top of the mountain he was breathing heavily and sweating.
"What a work out." he smiled and sat down, opening up Emily's laptop. He waited for the light to turn green, it was a yellow flashing light so it was trying to find a signal.
"Don't turn red…" he begged.
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