The Truth Comes Out
Blah, what horrible weather! First it rains, then it snows, and now there's freezing rain! What next, a thunder storm? (Don't want to jinx it!). Again, thanks for the kind reviews; you guys are the best! And I'm glad that you like my story! Some of you may start thinking this fic is getting weird, especially after you finish reading this chapter. But I promise you that everything will start making sense, probably after the upcoming chapter (chapter 5!). Well, have fun, get confused, and the whole shebang! ^_~
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As everyone suspected, the rain did come. In fact, it came worse than ever. It was slapping up against the hotel windows so hard, the team thought they were going to break open at any given minute. It was a relief to them every time the rain took a slight break and came to a complete stop. It had now been two consecutive days of monsoon-type weather ((I think that's what its called x_x;))
However, it didn't matter much to Kai, what the weather was like. That rain wasn't going to stop them from training, no way! He rented out an indoor Beystadium for everyone to train in. And, without a doubt, he worked them as hard as ever. He wanted them to win this upcoming tournament, in order to keep their title as 'World Champions'. And with the way they were training, losing wasn't an option.
"You know what to do, Dragoon!" Tyson cried, swinging his arm in front of him for extra effect. His Beyblade then turned around quickly, darting straight ahead at full speed towards Dranzer, his opposing enemy. But it had then seemed evident to Tyson that Kai had been training harder then anyone else, because once Dragoon collided with the Phoenix, it came crashing to the ground by his feet, slowly ceasing its spin.
"Whoa, there's no way!" Tyson said, looking at the dark blue beyblade still spinning in the shiny metal dish. Kai turned his gaze towards the younger blader.
"Anything is possible Tyson, so long as you have faith in your blade." The slate-haired teen stated, swooping down and picking up his still-spinning Dranzer. He grasped it tightly, then looked towards in the opposite direction, to where Max and Rei were battling it out. But it looked like the match was already over, seeing as Max's Draciel was by his feet and Rei wore a triumphant smirk on his face.
"Nice match Max. It looked like you had me finished off there for a moment." Rei said sweetly. Max smiled.
"Yeah, but you still won. I guess I have to work harder on my offence." The blond stated, picking up his green beyblade with the usual goofy grin on his face. "But that's for tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark outside."
"It's almost 9:30 guys, can we call it a day?" Kenny asked from the sidelines, closing Dizzi up and getting to his feet.
"Fine," was all that Kai said. He turned and began heading for the reception desk, where he was going to yet again book the stadium for tomorrow's training.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hiwatari, but this place if full up as of tomorrow. We have another team that just arrived today and has booked it for the remainder of the week. If I'm not mistaken, they're the team from Ireland." The receptionist said, lowering her tiny glasses and looking the Phoenix over. Kai let out a silent snort, then pondered to himself for a moment. Was there any other possible indoor stadium they could train in? He was about to turn and ask, when that strange feeling came over him again. The feeling of being watched.
He lowered his head, then blankly looked out of the corner of his eye to the empty hallway to his right. He actually pinpointed someone standing silently in the shadows against a wall. He found himself wanting to know if he had a stalker or a crazy female fan after him. Then nodding to the receptionist, he turned and began walking away, to see if this person was going to follow him. Either to his luck or to his misfortune, they did.
Kai made his way up the endless flights of stairs to his room (the elevator had broken down earlier that day), occasionally looking down to see if he saw someone following. Whoever it was that was following was definitely good at sneaking, he thought.
He opened the doorway to the sixth floor, taking one last look behind him. And although he didn't hear the person's footsteps on the metallic steps, his instincts told him that this individual was still on his or her way up. He closed the door behind him, then pressed his back to the wall beside the entrance. He was going to find out once and for all who exactly was following him.
"It's probably just another one of those annoying fan girls," he said to himself, rolling his eyes slightly. But he was about to find out, because the door had creaked open once again. Kai stepped out from his place, grabbing the person by the shirt and pulling them close. But what he saw made him almost let go.
It was that same kid again . . . or was it? No, it couldn't be. This kid looked to be at least Kenny's age (I'm going to assume 12), but there was something about him that made Kai raise a brow. It looked like he was looking at himself. To make matters worse, the strong feeling of needles and duct tape was back much stronger then ever.
"Who are you? And why do you keep following me?" Kai shouted, his eyes scanning the kid over. He figured that this kid was such a big fan that he had gone to the extreme and tried to make himself look like Kai. But oddly, the kid just formed an evil smirk on his face, looking at the older teen straight in the eye.
"I'm you . . .only better . . ." the kid stated, wrapping his hands around Kai's wrists. But before Kai got the chance to question him, the kid swung his leg forward, kicking Kai harshly in the stomach. The Phoenix let out a grunt of pain, which made his grip on the younger kid's shirt loosen. The boy instantly squirmed out, standing firmly on the ground in front of him. "Grandpa's very disappointed in you, the way you've softened up in the last little while. You should be ashamed."
Kai lifted his head, looking at the kid once more. Without thinking, he formed his hand into a fist and swung it forward in pure anger. But just as he was about to hit the boy, he noticed his fist hit something much harder, like thick glass. And in the moment his eyes had closed, everything began to swirl. Everything was going back to the way it really was.
He fluttered his eyes open, only to find himself in a tank. A clear green liquid surrounded Kai, and his fist had indeed, punched the glass in front of him. There were several needles inserted in each of his arms, and there were electroencephalographs on each of his temples (in case you don't know what those are, they're the little white patch things with wires the doctors attach to you to record your brain waves). Finally, he noticed that there were people outside the tank. They had white lab coats on, and were starring at him with clipboards in their hands.
Kai was back in the abbey, back in that lab. He WAS attacked in the alleyway. In fact, he never did wake up. Everything that happened to him since then was just . . .it was all just a dream.
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Let me start off by saying DON'T FLAME ME! I understand that much of this was confusing, but I promise you that everything will make sense after the fifth and final chapter. You'll get to find out exactly what happened to Kai during the time he was knocked out, who that weird little kid is, and most importantly, what will become of our beloved Kai. Please review, because many of you aren't reviewing anymore. I really like hearing your kind words, even if you leave a two-worded sentence! Pretty please? (
Blah, what horrible weather! First it rains, then it snows, and now there's freezing rain! What next, a thunder storm? (Don't want to jinx it!). Again, thanks for the kind reviews; you guys are the best! And I'm glad that you like my story! Some of you may start thinking this fic is getting weird, especially after you finish reading this chapter. But I promise you that everything will start making sense, probably after the upcoming chapter (chapter 5!). Well, have fun, get confused, and the whole shebang! ^_~
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As everyone suspected, the rain did come. In fact, it came worse than ever. It was slapping up against the hotel windows so hard, the team thought they were going to break open at any given minute. It was a relief to them every time the rain took a slight break and came to a complete stop. It had now been two consecutive days of monsoon-type weather ((I think that's what its called x_x;))
However, it didn't matter much to Kai, what the weather was like. That rain wasn't going to stop them from training, no way! He rented out an indoor Beystadium for everyone to train in. And, without a doubt, he worked them as hard as ever. He wanted them to win this upcoming tournament, in order to keep their title as 'World Champions'. And with the way they were training, losing wasn't an option.
"You know what to do, Dragoon!" Tyson cried, swinging his arm in front of him for extra effect. His Beyblade then turned around quickly, darting straight ahead at full speed towards Dranzer, his opposing enemy. But it had then seemed evident to Tyson that Kai had been training harder then anyone else, because once Dragoon collided with the Phoenix, it came crashing to the ground by his feet, slowly ceasing its spin.
"Whoa, there's no way!" Tyson said, looking at the dark blue beyblade still spinning in the shiny metal dish. Kai turned his gaze towards the younger blader.
"Anything is possible Tyson, so long as you have faith in your blade." The slate-haired teen stated, swooping down and picking up his still-spinning Dranzer. He grasped it tightly, then looked towards in the opposite direction, to where Max and Rei were battling it out. But it looked like the match was already over, seeing as Max's Draciel was by his feet and Rei wore a triumphant smirk on his face.
"Nice match Max. It looked like you had me finished off there for a moment." Rei said sweetly. Max smiled.
"Yeah, but you still won. I guess I have to work harder on my offence." The blond stated, picking up his green beyblade with the usual goofy grin on his face. "But that's for tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark outside."
"It's almost 9:30 guys, can we call it a day?" Kenny asked from the sidelines, closing Dizzi up and getting to his feet.
"Fine," was all that Kai said. He turned and began heading for the reception desk, where he was going to yet again book the stadium for tomorrow's training.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hiwatari, but this place if full up as of tomorrow. We have another team that just arrived today and has booked it for the remainder of the week. If I'm not mistaken, they're the team from Ireland." The receptionist said, lowering her tiny glasses and looking the Phoenix over. Kai let out a silent snort, then pondered to himself for a moment. Was there any other possible indoor stadium they could train in? He was about to turn and ask, when that strange feeling came over him again. The feeling of being watched.
He lowered his head, then blankly looked out of the corner of his eye to the empty hallway to his right. He actually pinpointed someone standing silently in the shadows against a wall. He found himself wanting to know if he had a stalker or a crazy female fan after him. Then nodding to the receptionist, he turned and began walking away, to see if this person was going to follow him. Either to his luck or to his misfortune, they did.
Kai made his way up the endless flights of stairs to his room (the elevator had broken down earlier that day), occasionally looking down to see if he saw someone following. Whoever it was that was following was definitely good at sneaking, he thought.
He opened the doorway to the sixth floor, taking one last look behind him. And although he didn't hear the person's footsteps on the metallic steps, his instincts told him that this individual was still on his or her way up. He closed the door behind him, then pressed his back to the wall beside the entrance. He was going to find out once and for all who exactly was following him.
"It's probably just another one of those annoying fan girls," he said to himself, rolling his eyes slightly. But he was about to find out, because the door had creaked open once again. Kai stepped out from his place, grabbing the person by the shirt and pulling them close. But what he saw made him almost let go.
It was that same kid again . . . or was it? No, it couldn't be. This kid looked to be at least Kenny's age (I'm going to assume 12), but there was something about him that made Kai raise a brow. It looked like he was looking at himself. To make matters worse, the strong feeling of needles and duct tape was back much stronger then ever.
"Who are you? And why do you keep following me?" Kai shouted, his eyes scanning the kid over. He figured that this kid was such a big fan that he had gone to the extreme and tried to make himself look like Kai. But oddly, the kid just formed an evil smirk on his face, looking at the older teen straight in the eye.
"I'm you . . .only better . . ." the kid stated, wrapping his hands around Kai's wrists. But before Kai got the chance to question him, the kid swung his leg forward, kicking Kai harshly in the stomach. The Phoenix let out a grunt of pain, which made his grip on the younger kid's shirt loosen. The boy instantly squirmed out, standing firmly on the ground in front of him. "Grandpa's very disappointed in you, the way you've softened up in the last little while. You should be ashamed."
Kai lifted his head, looking at the kid once more. Without thinking, he formed his hand into a fist and swung it forward in pure anger. But just as he was about to hit the boy, he noticed his fist hit something much harder, like thick glass. And in the moment his eyes had closed, everything began to swirl. Everything was going back to the way it really was.
He fluttered his eyes open, only to find himself in a tank. A clear green liquid surrounded Kai, and his fist had indeed, punched the glass in front of him. There were several needles inserted in each of his arms, and there were electroencephalographs on each of his temples (in case you don't know what those are, they're the little white patch things with wires the doctors attach to you to record your brain waves). Finally, he noticed that there were people outside the tank. They had white lab coats on, and were starring at him with clipboards in their hands.
Kai was back in the abbey, back in that lab. He WAS attacked in the alleyway. In fact, he never did wake up. Everything that happened to him since then was just . . .it was all just a dream.
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Let me start off by saying DON'T FLAME ME! I understand that much of this was confusing, but I promise you that everything will make sense after the fifth and final chapter. You'll get to find out exactly what happened to Kai during the time he was knocked out, who that weird little kid is, and most importantly, what will become of our beloved Kai. Please review, because many of you aren't reviewing anymore. I really like hearing your kind words, even if you leave a two-worded sentence! Pretty please? (
