Ami: Hello everyone. Sorry that Crimson hasn't been posted in a while but with school and work, I'm trying to at least havea chapter or maybe two chapters posted once a week. Also there are three things to remind everyone of. One- EclipsedLight owns nothing of Beyblade, except what she has bought in stores and this story. Two- I, Ami, have had no involvement in the creation of this story. I am only helping Light by posting the chapters for all her wonderful readers. And finally, Three- Please review! Hearing how much you guys love Light's story or advice you have to improve it is always appreciated and welcome. And I guess I forgot there is actually four reminders. The Fourth is Enjoy! (And also review, review, review, review! He he couldn't help being annoying since I think I was just a tad too serious above.)
Words in italic are thoughts. Just so you know.
"Where am I? Wait, why can't I move? My body feels wet, cold, and numb. Hmm I must be dead. Took it a while to happen," Kai thought amused. "I can only see darkness but there's a light blinding my eyes even when they are not open. So being dead feels like this. I wonder if I'm in heaven or hell? Knowing me and what I've done in my life, I must be in hell. Okay being dead is really boring and it must make you insane seeing that I'm talking to myself." Kai said in an annoyed and humorous tone.
"You should stop saying things like that," a female voice cut in.
"Alright, explain it then." Kai looked around, annoyed.
"You are the phoenix, you do not burn. You should get up, there are people waiting." The calm female voice spoke.
"Yeah right, it's probably Voltaire or Boris." Kai scoffed.
"Stop thinking like that little phoenix," The voice chided.
"Yeah sure...wait what did you call me?" Kai asked a little shocked.
"Your friends are waiting." The calm voice just answered.
"I'm too tired to get up." Kai said as he closed his eyes.
"You're strong little phoenix. Don't give up." The voice said as she tried to warm Kai up, which he noticed had worked a little.
Three hours earlier before Kai's hallucinations, Tyson and the others arrived at the warehouse to find it burning down. Fire trucks, police, and a few ambulances were there.
"Is Kai inside there!" Max yelled.
"No. Kai is somewhere outside of the warehouse, but not too far away from it," Kenny exclaimed as he looked at his computer.
The teens ran to the area Kai was supposed to be at and yelled for some help after they had found his lifeless form on the ground.
"Hey! Over here!" Hillary yelled at the paramedics.
"Dispatch, we've got a young male, unconscious, suffering from many stab wounds and cuts," One paramedic said.
"He's lost a lot of blood!" Another paramedic yelled as they put Kai in the ambulance.
"Prepare for transfusion!" The first paramedic yelled.
The ambulance drove away and the other teens followed in the taxi to the nearest hospital.
"His pulse is weakening!" The second paramedic yelled.
Everyone was sitting in silence in the waiting room. They were all tired but refused to sleep until they knew for sure that Kai was going to be alright. He had been in surgery for three hours now. During that time, they had all been checked over for any injuries they had incurred, which there were none and afterwards the police wanted to ask them some questions. Mr. Dickenson talked and persuaded them to come back later.
"Is there any news?" He asked as he returned to the low spirited group.
They shook their heads in answer. Two doctors ran pass in the direction of the operating theatre; their urgency obvious.
"I say, what's happening?" Mr. Dickenson asked a question on everyone's mind.
"A complication has just occurred in surgery, we are on our way to help" One of the men paused long enough to say. Looking at the worried faces, he added, "We will let you know what's happened as soon as we can."
Everyone was now really worried except for Tala. He looked angry like he wanted to get revenge on Voltaire and Boris that very second. Those who had stood up now sat back down. Kenny and Hillary tried reading the leaflets and posters on the walls but they just couldn't concentrate and sat down with the others.
"Don't worry little dudes; I'm sure the little dude will be just fine. He'll be back to his sour faced self in no time!" Tyson's grandfather said as he tried to lift the mood in the room. It worked slightly as the corners of some mouths turned up. But it was only a slight change done more to be polite than anything else.
On the operating theatre table, the still form of a two toned blue-haired boy lay, slowly losing what little strength he had left. His heart slowed down, dropping dangerously low. Surgeons and doctors swarmed around him, trying everything they could think of to bring the slow beat of life back up.
"His pulse is weakening!" One doctor yelled as he began to work on reviving Kai.
"He's going into shock! Where's the IV?" yelled another doctor.
"He's not breathing! Check for a pulse!" The first doctor yelled.
"His heart has stopped!" shouted the second doctor.
"Commence CPR!" A third doctor yelled.
"What's his pulse?" yelled a more frantic nurse.
"We're losing him!" shouted a fourth doctor.
"We can't give up! Keep trying!" yelled the first doctor.
"I will!" yelled most of the nurses and doctors in the room in unison.
Kai in his subconscious mind was trying to decide whether to live or just stay in the darkness.
"What's the difference anyway? If I live, I'll live in and with the darkness. If I stay here, at least the darkness is less painful." Kai said as he began slipping into an unconscious state of mind. He was suddenly woken up by a slap to his face.
"Ow. What was that for?" Kai snapped as he saw a vision of a young woman.
"For giving up. I told you that's not like you. I won't let you give up and many others won't either. Plus I'm not leaving here until you do so. I know you don't like people so maybe you should try and get up." The form of the young woman said with sarcasm.
"You're annoying, you know that?" Kai said with annoyance.
"I get it from someone I'm always around," she answered with more sarcasm.
"Okay now I want to wake up. Do you always get your way?" Kai asked as he tried to move.
"Usually," she said as she got closer to Kai's face enough to see him blush. Laughing, she pushed him away and into a red light.
"He's back!" yelled one of the nurses as she looked at the heart monitor.
"Good. Now let's get to work on some of the other wounds." said a now calmed doctor.
Kai could hear voices, listening to the panicked tones lacing the apparent calm and professional tones. It was because of him. He could feel his body convulse as his heart beat full force once again. He could hear the voices again, shocked and relieved. He smiled inwardly and slipped back into unconsciousness, the kind he would wake back up from.
Outside the theatre room, the team jumped as the theatre doors swung open. They watched as Kai was wheeled out in a hospital bed, attached to tubes, bags and machines of all sorts. Doctors walked beside the bed, making sure nothing became dislodged. A surgeon walked up to the group.
"Your friend is going to be fine, but he will need plenty of rest," The calm surgeon answered the questioning faces.
"Thanks doctor, but what happened in there?" Rei asked as the rest of them nodded all wanting to know the same thing.
The green gowned man signed before answering. "We almost lost him in there. His heart stopped beating. We got it going again pretty quickly so no damage was done. The stab wound on his side was deep and we had to fix up a lot of internal damage from it. He lost a lot of blood too. If left like that, he wouldn't have lasted long. He is very lucky to have survived. I don't know how he did it."
"Kai's a very strong person Doc, he never gives up." Daichi said to the man.
"I agree with that, although he almost did give up on us back there. He's going to make it but he's going to have some impressive scars to match his old ones."
At this Tala hid his face. He knew Kai went through hell at the Abbey but he couldn't remember all the injuries Kai had incurred there.
"His old scars?" Max asked.
"Yes, didn't you know? He seemed to have had a very deep wound caused by a sharp implement. It's on his abdomen, on the right. It's where his appendix would roughly be. The work done to fix it was very poor; it's left some nasty scar tissue that runs deep. There was nothing we could do to fix that, but it doesn't seem to bother him. He has scars on his legs, feet, hands, neck, chest and back. Most are all small and not visible if you look at him normally with his clothes on, but it looks like he had some pretty bad experiences."
So that's how he was able to hide such wounds from his teammates and friends. He had them covered. Tala thought, silently.
"Yeah he did. Everything we know we are going to tell the police later. Kai would never have told anyone, that's the way he is. Can we go see him?" Tyson replied.
"Sure you can. I'll take you to his room. Because it looks like the wounds were inflicted by another with harmful intent, we've placed him in a secure ward room. He's got the room to himself so you can visit anytime. I'll get you all some passes."
"Thank you. We all appreciate that," Mr. Dickenson answered.
"Is there any others who will need passes? Family?" The doctor asked.
"No, no one else. His family are the ones who started all this," Tyson spat with hatred as the feeling spread around the room.
"Well I won't ask. I'll find everything out when I get the police report when they come to categorize his injuries. It sounds like a painful subject so I won't make you repeat it," the doctor stated, worried at the faces he saw that held so many emotions.
The teens nodded in understanding; each displaying their own feelings.
Hillary looked up at the doctor. "If you don't mind sir, what are Kai's injuries?"
"Of course I don't mind, I should have told you straight away. You already know about the stab wound in his left side, but he also has some first degree burns on his hands and legs, but he's not really burned. He has another knife wound on his left thigh and three broken ribs on his left side. The top of his left arm has a knife wound as well. His wrists are much bruised as is his stomach. He also has two head wounds, one near his temple and another at the back of his head; both from blows. He has what appears to be, though I've never seen them in my history working as a doctor, whip wounds on his back; six on his lower back and one reaching his left shoulder to his right hip. They are quite deep and will make sleeping on his back very uncomfortable. We've put him on his back for now so that his body weight will put pressure on the wounds and prevent them from bleeding again. Ah, here we are!"
The others were so engrossed in what the doctor was saying that they hadn't been watching where the doctor was leading them, which was down a corridor lined with guards. He stopped outside one of the doors and told the guard standing there that the members with him were always welcome, and to make sure that it was enforced. The guard nodded in reply. They all entered the room and were greeted with the image of Kai lying on a bed, covered in bandages and attached to many tubes. They had never seen their team captain look so vulnerable. To Tala, Kai looked like the innocent five-year-old child from his past.