Chapter 17
After the destruction of the BT system, things were rather quiet in the Vestal Destroyer.
Blake was without her mask and typing something on her laptop.
Spectra was calmly standing at the other corner near the window. He needed answers.
He stared at the window remembering the last time Gus was around.
Flashback
Spectra, Gus, and Hades were looking at a DNA projection.
"According to this Data, if Helios wants to beat Drago, he needs to evolve faster than him."
"Interesting."
Gus said.
Hades was quiet. There were no changes in his behavior or body language.
Only a single 'wow' left his mouth.
After that, Gus and Hades were helping Spectra with creating the Battle Gear for the rest of the day.
Flashback ends
When he remembered that last moment he felt sadness, but that's not all. He was irritated with Blake for withholding such information on how the hell did she have a battle gear. He needed to confront her.
Spectra returned to his previous composure and went near Blake.
"Care to explain how do you have battle gear? Don't crop out details."
Spectra said.
Blake looked him at the eyes. His eyes were serious.
There was no going back.
Blake sighed.
"Remember when I said I used to live on Gundalia. I used to work, but mostly spying for a group called 'The Twelve Orders". The group was divided by two – 'The Twelve Major Orders' and 'The Twelve Minor Orders.' My partner and I back then managed to get inside 'The Minor Orders.' I quickly became a favorite member of one of the best scientists there. That person used me as an assistant and personal spy. The Battle Gear originated on Gundalia after series of bloodshed experiments. And why I have it, you ask. I worked with the original creator, and I wouldn't lose a chance not to gain something from this, so I stole the entire Data about the original battle gear."
Blake went even closer and nearly whispered the last sentence.
Spectra was shocked, his eyes turning big behind the mask.
"You knew about the Battle Gear this whole time."
Spectra said without changing expression.
"I do, and I know much more, but you are the one to talk too. Don't forget. You withheld information from me too."
Blake smirked.
Spectra was quiet. He knew what she said was right, but if he admitted, his pride would be damaged. He wanted to argue with her, but he knew it wouldn't be beneficial for either of them.
"You sly snake."
Spectra smirked too.
Both were staring intensely at their eyes.
"Anyway…"
Blake said, ignoring Spectra and preparing to get back to her room.
Suddenly she stopped.
"What you saw has much deeper meaning than what you saw on a surface level."
Spectra was intrigued.
"What do you mean with that?"
"That Data you received, it's about an upcoming War between Gundalia and Neathia."
"That has nothing to do with us."
Spectra said, looking at the opposite direction.
Blake chuckled.
"That's correct. The two planets are different. Neathia is peaceful, Gundalia is war-oriented. The Data was sent from Neathia. They are searching for strong brawlers from all over the Universe to have a chance winning that war."
"How can you be so sure?"
Blake chuckled.
"Me and some friends fought to prevent that war, but as it seems, they postponed it."
"Interesting."
"Indeed is, but unfortunately, that's the information I have."
Blake said, leaving for her room.
When Blake was out of the picture, Helios popped on Spectra's shoulder.
"You two had some tension going on."
Helios said.
"Be quiet, Helios."
Spectra said, returning to his room.
Blake was in her room.
"Are you ok after sharing everything?"
"I'm fine, Reaper. Besides that was going to happen sooner or later."
Blake said, barely keeping her eyes open and yawned.
"We are going to talk about this later as I'm tired. Time for some sleep."
Blake yawned again.
She undressed, throwing her clothes on the chair and some unintentionally on Reaper.
"Hey, I'm not a hanger."
Reaper protested, throwing the article of clothing somewhere, but he instantly regretted it as he saw his brawler with underwear.
Reaper instantly blushed.
"I-I'm sorry."
Reaper went in the other corner of the room, embarrassed by what he saw. It's not the first time that has happened, but it still felt embarrassing.
Blake tossed her bra somewhere in the room and put a tank top and shorts.
"Reaper, you can come now."
Blake chuckled at the funny reaction her bakugan displayed.
"Next time, please warn me when you do something like that."
Reaper had a blush around him.
Blake chuckled.
"Good night, Reaper."
Blake turned off the lights and immediately fell asleep.
At first, everything was peaceful, but things started to take another turn in the land of the nightmares.
Blake was fidgeting in her sleep to the point half of her body fell on the floor.
Blurred moments started to replay when Kazarina tried to use her for an actual guinea pig, and the day Darkus Lumagrowl died in front of her eyes. The day when she was helpless and paralyzed. She couldn't save him.
Blake was whispering short inaudible words.
She didn't realize that the door to her room was open, and a passing by Keith saw her.
"Blake!?"
He was shocked.
He entered her room and picked her upper body, putting it back on her bed.
Her sleeping expression still looked uneasy.
"What kind of nightmare are you having?"
Keith thought, wondering whether or not he should leave her until a firm grip caught his right hand.
"Stay."
Blake sleep talked.
Keith chuckled, getting the nearest chair and sitting on it.
If Blake wanted him to stay, he would stay, and in no time, he fell asleep holding her left hand with his.
