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Chapter twenty five: Broken

Tala's POV

I leaned against the wall beside her doorway, with my icy eyes closed. The memories of Boris came back to me, his incessant yelling, his endurable torture, his bearable training; everything. The only thing I was never able to tolerate were his words of hate directed solely at me. I shuddered slightly, and got up from the wall. I then stepped into my own room quietly, and shut the door just as quietly. I then turned the switch on the doorknob and locked my door. I remained by my door for a little while, and then wandered over to my bed. I then sat down on it, and heaved a great sigh. My eyes were closed, as I lay down on my soft bed. Am I not freakish enough to wither away in the dismay of those surrounding me? How long must I strive for the shadows till you let me be? Why have you thought of me like that? I am a freak, a mutant, a monster with no compare. Nothing is endless, as is my terror. The night needs me, and I need it. That is the whole matter of the earth; that is what I'm consumed of. Darkness is my friend, the thing that will never leave me, as I am darkness, I am pain. I'm a shattered piece of glass willed with intangible crimson blood. As I bring my mouth close to that 'blade, we shall see which one of us is to blame! Is it me? Or is it them...the final test will decide upon this. The darkness swarms in like gusts of violent wind. And the crimson color does not stop, even when we turn away. Its liquid spurts out with such intensity that only I can watch. And, as though it were called up from above, the light shone down on me. I do not deserve this! I do not need this! Why do I supposedly need this? I've lived in darkness all of my life, in the hatred of others', and within the vengeance of my own heart. Why does she come forth from the shadows deep within? Why must I feel like this, even when I've lost my whim to live...Life, what is it exactly. No one seems to know, and I highly doubt anyone wants to know...Why am I like this? Why must I hate life? Why do I enjoy seeing myself rot away? Why...why...why...is all that I seem to think about. Pain, suffering, anger, and hate, is all that I am. Or is it? I've never been taught another reason to why I'm still alive...I've never found a true reason to be alive...am I truly what they say, or is it what she says? No one seems to know who or what I am anymore, maybe I can find out, maybe...or I might just burry myself deeper into my pit of enduring suffering...

I sat up instantly as the sweat poured down on now glistening face. I slowly brought my hand up to my face, and cupped my head in it. I closed my eyes once more, and attempted to breathe in slowly and steadily. I was soon calm enough to get up from where I sat. My mind was still in turmoil as I wandered towards my bathroom. I casually went up to where the mirror was, and proceeded to watch myself in it. My reflection looked so normal and put together, the facade that I had made for many years. Why did I think that about her? Did I really expect her to like me back? I probably scared her off when I kissed her.

I wavered slightly as I stood there asking questions that would probably never receive answers. I then started to study my trembling hands. The air was still inside the house, and the only thing making any noise was my shallow breathing and the small ticking of my clock. My hands suddenly stopped trembling; what was there to be afraid of? If she hates me, then let her hate me with everything she has! 'I'll make her hate me so badly that it hurts to even look at me!' I thought angrily. If I was going to lose her anyways, might as well make sure she never comes back to me. My steady gaze then landed on my reflection in the mirror again, my eyes were filled with sadness and remorse against myself and from the thought of losing someone special to me again. I then started shaking with anger; my fists were turning paler from clenching them too tightly. I then brought my trembling fist up to the mirror, and swung it at the mirror with much force. My eyes sparked and my pupils shrunk with madness. My black pupils were also trembling. When my fist landed on the mirror, it shattered into many pieces. The skin on my fist was all torn up leaving some of the glass, which now lay scattered across my bathroom floor, painted with blood; my blood, my crimson blood that looked like everyone else's. But, I wasn't like everyone else, I was a freak.

I stood there with glass shards all over the bathroom floor, deep cuts in my hand, and blood splattered all over everything. My pupils were still small and they were still trembling. My whole body shook, and nothing I could imagine stopped it. I hadn't thought of the noise that had come from the glass breaking.

End of Tala's POV

My eyes instantly snapped open from the sound of crashing glass. I sighed tiredly, and threw the covers off of my thin frame. My legs quickly swung over my bed, and I got up slowly. "What the heck are they doing? Stupid boys, why are they doing dishes so early in the morning, or is it night? Meh, they're probably, hey wait a minute, that sounded really close by, I should check on Tala sama." I quietly mumbled to myself as I was walking through my empty room. I quietly opened my door, and stepped lightly out into the darkened hallway. I then stared blankly for a few minutes; what exactly was I doing again? It came back to me, and I forced my legs to go in the direction of his room. As I came up to the red-wood door, I thought about what might happen if I disturbed him of his sleep? He might get angry or something. But, finding out what it is would help my nerves. I slowly brought my hand up to his door to knock on it, but then stopped short of knocking; what if he feels awkward for kissing me? I hadn't thought of it until right now, weird. My eyes darted down to the ground and focussed on my black socks. In my mind I was battling over knocking on his door, or just exploring downstairs again. My mind had made up its mind; I was going to knock on his door. In one swift motion, my hand landed softly on his door and knocked quietly. Even though it was quiet, it still echoed down the hallway. I flinched slightly; afraid of what might happen if that knock had just woken up the rest of the team. It didn't, so I waited patiently.

I strained my ears to hear anything inside, but heard nothing. I knocked again, still nothing. Is he a deep sleeper perchance? I judged against it, and knocked louder this time; still nothing. Growing angry, I banged harder on the door, and still no answer. Worry was starting to sunk into my heart as nothingness filled the air. 'What's going on in there?' I thought worriedly. I shrugged slightly, hoping to get the feeling away; it didn't work. "Mm, maybe I should just let myself in!" Without thinking, I was already attempting to open the door. Apparently he locked it, so there was only one thing left to do; pick it open. I slowly lifted my hand up to my pony tail, and took out a senbon needle. I then quickly brought it into the lock, and kneeled down by it. I placed my ear against the lock, and listened intently. I was waiting for the sharp click that was made when the senbon had unlocked the door. Finally, it came, the sharp click that insinuated that the door was unlocked.

I cautiously opened the door, and put a wary foot inside of his dark room. There was no sound except for my shallow breathing. I slowly stepped more into his room, and closed the door behind me quietly. I slowly made my way towards his empty bed, and sat on it judging its warmness. It was still rather warm, so wherever he went, he didn't leave that long ago. My gaze drifted towards a thin trail of light coming from a door opposite the bed. I leisurely got up from the bed, and made my way over to it. Upon reaching it, I gradually bent down and got a better look at the room with a light on. My eyes widened slightly, when my eyes rested on the many glass shards lying on the floor. I immediately threw the door open wider and got to my normal height. My eyes widened again; why was Tala standing in here with his hand bleeding?

He didn't turn to me as I carefully stepped around the many glass shards and came towards him. I gently placed a small hand on his shoulder, only then did he snap out of his comatose state and turn to me. His pupils had shrunk tremendously and had an almost evil looking spark to them. The fact that he looked wrathful and that his hand was bleeding steadily took me by surprise, and had made me step back involuntarily. 'Why does he look so indignant? What happened to his hand? Why is there glass all over the place?' He looked irritable and almost insane. "Tala kun, Tala kun! Please snap out of it, please! You're starting to scare me!" My voice was pleading him to stop, but not seeming to reach him clearly. He didn't seem to understand me, or maybe didn't care. Either way, the door behind me slammed shut, and he had me pinned on the door. He had both hands on either side of me, and the insane look in his eyes was making me unsteady. "Tala kun, Tala kun please stop!" I pleaded loudly to him.

He looked even angrier at me after I said that, and his hands soon were made into fists. "Shut up, you wench!" My eyes grew even more wide when he yelled that at me. Why did he just call me that? He then hung his head, and his arms soon grew limp. 'Tala kun, why is he doing this? What's wrong with him?' I thought ominously. As I stared at him in confusion, I gathered courage to speak to him.

"Tala kun, what's wrong? Please tell me, I want to help you, I want to be there for you." I said soothingly. Tala's head didn't lift up, but his arms fell to his sides and he slowly turned away. "Tala kun!" my voice was urgent this time. He didn't seem to want to face me, so I waited for him to speak, but when nothing came, I grew even more worried for him. "Tala kun?" I hesitantly rested my hands on his shoulders and brought myself closer to him. My gaze had softened slightly as I stood there. 'Why won't he tell me anything?' I thought. Hesitantly, I moved around him and faced him defiantly. My hands on his shoulders dropped down to my sides, and then lifted up to his face again.

I had kept my hand there for a moment or two, and he slowly lifted his head and stared at me with his now normal looking icy eyes. I smiled softly, and let my hands drop. His eyes seemed to grow less cold as he kept his gaze on me longer. I sighed deeply, and relaxed a lot more. "So, are you going to tell me what was wrong?" He sighed as well, and his gaze lowered a bit, then returned to stare at me.

"I'm not going to tell you what it was, but you did help it leave, thank you, Kiko chan." I smiled softly up at him, and nodded slightly. After a few more minutes of silence, we both stepped back from each other and he opened the door once more. "Tala kun, let me see your hand." Without waiting for any answer, I grabbed his hand and looked at it carefully. I then glanced up at him again, "it doesn't seem too bad, but you should still look at it as soon as possible." He nodded, and smiled faintly at me.

"Thank you, Kiko chan." I smiled up at him happily, and his eyes returned the gesture. He then moved aside for me, and I walked past him quietly. I then turned around to face him in his still dark room. "I should let you go now, thank you for...coming here and helping me." I nodded slightly to him and smiled up at him again.

"Your welcome, Tala kun, I'm always happy to help you, and I was glad to come here!" I then proceeded to walk out of his room, and into the dimly lit hallway. 'Why is it slightly lightened now?' He followed me slightly, and watched me enter my room with his icy eyes, and then he closed his door quietly. I sighed slowly after closing my door, and closed my eyes in relief 'I'm so glad he's alright', I thought calmly. My eyes opened then, and I slowly made my way over to my bed, and laid down on it. I then pulled the covers over top of my body, and drifted off to another deep sleep.

morning

My arctic eyes snapped open quickly and my legs swung over my bed. I threw my covers off, and quickly got dressed in a black, long-sleeved shirt with string criss-crosses on the arms so that you could see some of my skin. I then pulled on my black tight jeans that flared out at the bottom. My black netting wasn't put on that day, basically because I couldn't get it all the way up my arm. The rest of my chains and spikers went on though. I quickly changed my socks, but they were still black. My medium length dark brown hair was let down, and so I began brushing it rhythmically. After placing it back up into a pony tail and replacing my iron rip cord and chain back into it, I sighed and left my room.

The hallway was empty when I came down it and entered the bathroom calmly. I closed the door and then locked it, and continued with the rest of my morning routine. After I finished my routine, I left the bathroom and went down the stairs calmly. The rest of the team could be heard downstairs though, so they hadn't ditched me after all. I eventually made my way to where they were, in the direction of the training room. After staring at it for a few minutes, I shrugged and opened the door. All activity stopped when I came in. I slowly raised my eyebrow, and walked over to them. "Um, hey guys," I asked questionably. They nodded to me, and resumed their loud arguing.

I slowly shook my head, and turned to face Tala standing beside them with his arms crossed. His face said that he was extremely annoyed. 'So, he feels the same way, does he?' I thought. I calmly walked over to him and smiled up at him then resumed staring at them weirdly. He nodded to me, and sighed once more.

"Hey, will you guys just drop it? The tournament will be taking place in a few weeks, we have to be there early to get our hotel and such, and we need to train for it now!" They all stopped at the sound of his cold voice, and then they all grumbled and walked towards the many rings were they then started to train. Tala sighed, and closed his eyes. His icy eyes then opened and looked down on me again, "that means you too, alright?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked back up at him. I nodded excitedly and a happy spark came into my eyes. We then wandered over to the training rings and began to train tirelessly.

A few weeks later

We had trained immensely, and me and the team seemed to get closer somewhat. We had eaten dinner and lunches together, and trained together. Nothing else really happened in those weeks other than that. We are now just arriving in Tokyo, Japan. Spencer, Bryan, and Ian all sat together behind me and Tala. Through most of the trip they argued, and many times me and Tala had been interrupted from our conversation because he had to go back there and shut them up. It was an interesting trip to say the least, a lot more lively then my first plane trip was.

We were now standing on the side walk of Japan, man it was bustling! There were people everywhere here, and it was much warmer here then it ever was in Japan. Everywhere I looked there were people. There was also a lot of noise in the area, which bothered me somewhat, but no matter. I was so glad to be able to not freeze for once in a long time. As I was glancing around the place happily, my team gently led me down the streets to the hotel where we were staying. "We're going to be staying in one of the BBA's hotels, so we don't have to pay for it, nice eh?" I nodded slightly to Spencer's words as we continued down the side walk.

Soon, we came to a rather large white building. As we entered, I had already saw other teams coming down the side walk. I ignored them though, and we entered uneventfully. Tala had told me on the plane that they had already filled out the forms so we were already entered in the tournament; amazing what the internet can do. We walked quickly to the front desk where others were waiting patiently; the girl behind the desk was working furiously on her computer. "I'm so sorry about this; I've never had this happen before. The computer is acting up and won't let me see which rooms are vacant and which ones aren't." She didn't even bother to acknowledge us, which somewhat bothered me. The rest of my team waited tolerantly for her. I leaned against the desk after we were left waiting for a few more minutes.

I kept my arms crossed and kept my steady, icy gaze on the other 'bladers around us. My eyes were narrowed, and it looked like the wait was putting its toll on everyone else as well as me. My gaze swept across the sea of people in front of me; and then leaving each 'blader quickly. I continued to do so, until my eyes caught sight of someone familiar. I narrowed my eyes once more, and then sighed quietly to myself. 'Is that her? Then...the other two beside her must be-'I had made up my mind, it was her! 'Who else would have that color of hair and those ears?!'

I un-crossed my arms and slowly came towards them with my best glare on my stern face. I approached the purple haired girl warily, and soon came within arms reach of her. I nodded slightly at them all, and studied them silently. Whatever they had been talking about was soon ended as I approached them. "Mm, is your name...Kiyoko chan?" the purple haired girl nodded, and then I smirked. She had long purple hair that came down to her knees, it was also wrapped up in a black wrapping (the same thingy as Ray san's). She had dark, vibrant violet eyes that looked slightly slited as she stared up at me. I glanced at the other two beside her. "Rin chan, Marissa chan, correct?" they both nodded to me, and gave me weary looks. I smirked again to them all, and then crossed my arms again.

"And who might you be?" Rin asked. I moved my icy gaze over to her, and smirked once more. I then un-crossed my arms, and held my hand out to her. She had piercing ice blue eyes that had a navy outlining to them. Her midnight black hair came down to her waist. Her skin wasn't quite as pale as mine, but yet a sunkissed tan. Kiyoko's skin was just as pale as mine, or maybe a little bit darker somewhat; I'm really pale!

"You've met me before, online. My name's Kiko Wieler." Their eyes suddenly brightened up, and Rin brought up her own hand and shook my own firmly. I smirked slightly, and they returned the smile. Rin then dropped my hand and came towards me and quickly brought her arms around my thin frame; it's also called a hug. My eyes swept over them once more, but awkwardly this time; why was she hugging me? She eventually let me go, and then Marissa hugged me. She had almost orange blonde hair that was shoulder length. Her eyes were a deep brown. She wasn't as tanned as Rin was, but wasn't quite as pale as me and Kiyoko.

"I can't believe that's you! You seemed so awesome online, but seeing you is really different!" She said happily. I simply smirked again, and then she let me go. Thankfully, Kiyoko chan didn't hug me; that might cause me to have a heart attack. Kiyoko chan and Marissa chan were both shorter than I was, but Rin was the same height as me. They were all skinny and curvy, but they were the healthy skinny, not anorexic skinny.

"Hey, it's nice to finally meet you, Kiko chan," Kiyoko chan said quietly. Man was her voice quiet; it wasn't as loud as Rin's or Marissa's. I'd say that my voice was just a tad bit louder then Marissa's, about the same height as Rin's. I nodded to them slowly, and smirked in spite of myself.

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you guys in person too!" I glanced around again, and then turned to them once more, "this is a mess, what do they think they're doing anyways?" I said slightly annoyed, "hmph, oh well, so where are you're teams?" Rin smiled slightly, and Kiyoko remained the same almost. Marissa chan just kind of looked around for her team.

"Well, I'm on the White Tiger X team." Rin finally spoke up after a few moments of silence between us four. She then pointed behind me when I gave her a confused look. I turned around and saw a man with black thick hair that came down to his feet. His was also wrapped up like Kiyoko's; but his wrapping was white, not black. He wore a white and black, short sleeved Chinese shirt with a red sash belt. He wore black slightly baggy pants and flat Chinese shoes. His hands were covered with red, fingerless gloves with a yin yang symbol on it. On his forehead he also had a red cloth with a yin yang symbol in the middle of it. His golden eyes seemed to meet my own icy one's, and he came towards us slowly. When he reached us, he greeted us with a smile, and stood beside Rin almost defensively.

"I'm on the G revolutions." Kiyoko chan retorted. She then pointed over to a loud mouthed brat hanging around a cold looking, two toned dude. The brat had long navy hair kept under a blue and red hat. His head was turned away, so his eyes are a mystery right now. He wore a red jacket that he had pulled the collar up on, and wore tight jeans with red and white sneakers. He also had blue fingerless gloves on. The guy beside him had two toned blue hair that stuck up weirdly. He had a white scarf on that came down to his feet that were covered in black flat Chinese shoes. He had navy baggy pants that he had tied the ankles of with a red material. He wore a black, short sleeved sweater and had black fingerless gloves on.

Marissa had been waiting to talk, because she had located her team. "And I'm on Bega." She pointed to a tall guy with orange hair. He was wearing a long white coat with yellow markings on it. He had white pants on underneath his jacket and wore brown shoes. His coat was long sleeved as well. His coat had a high collar that was black. He had burgundy fingerless gloves on, too. His eyes were an emerald color. I'm guessing that all the guys that they pointed to were they're team leaders. I nodded to each of them even if their backs were turned.

"I'm on the BlitzkriegBoys, but they changed their name because I'm a girl; now we're called Neoborg." They simply nodded slowly, and each gave me a rather small smile. I returned it, and turned around to find them again. The lady behind the desk was still pounding away, and the noise in here had increased steadily, as did the amount of people. "Um, I think I'm going to join my team again, it's getting crowded in here. I'll see you guys later then, bye!" I called as I ran through the crowd to find my team. Their voices were drowned out from the crowd, but I was guessing they were saying goodbye. After hitting many people out of the way and yelling above the crowd at them, I re-joined my team. Tala had his eyes closed, and the other three were bickering over something else again. I smirked slightly, and crossed my arms. My gaze then trailed up the long line up beside us, the guy with two-toned hair was there leaning against the counter, and the guy wearing the hat was being dragged off. There were others down there as well, but no one that I knew.

In about another half hour, the lady had gotten the computer figured out. She was now handing out all of the room numbers to each of the team captains. Once Tala had our number in his hands, he led us away from the turmoil. We gradually climbed up the stairs until we reached the floor we were on. Then we stopped down the white hallway and waited for Tala to figure out where our room would be located. He soon found it, and opened the door in less then 15 minutes! We dropped our stuff on the ground, and Tala and Spencer were getting a curtain up on one side of the room for me. Bryan and Ian were still arguing over who knows what. Sighing, I stepped out into the lighted hallway and glanced down it. I raised a single eyebrow as my eyes set on the three other girls walking down the hallway with their teams. I smiled childishly, and ran back in.

AN: Wahahahaha! I left you off here because I'm lazy! As I said before, do not copy Rin, Marissa, and Kiyoko! I'll be adding them more in the story as it goes on, it'll be fun! Now, review me! I won't post another chapter after this until I get three reviews! WAHAHAHAHA! Please review me! I hate cheese, I really hate cheese. I'm dying my hair black with red highlights, soon! But, my mom sprained her thumb last night, so she didn't dye my hair, poor me! Maybe, today?? Oh well, I'll see you guys later! Bye bye!