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Thanx for the reviews! Sorrie for the looooooooong wait. I had a sorta writer's block, plus tons of homework. This chapter is really lame in my opinion. I hope you like it a lot better that I do. Thank you Digital Wizard, but why did u read it during IT. You were supposed ta be researching! Oohh! Bad girl! Anyways, Mariah is gonna be in the story. Wait and see where she comes in. R/R!
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Chapter 3: Glimpses of the Past
'Thought' (Forget the stupid signs I made for thought in the 1st chappi.) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kai entered his room in the hotel suite. After placing Dranzer carefully on his drawer, he collapsed onto his bed. He lay there for a while, just staring at the ceiling, lost in his own thoughts.
' Was that really her?' he asked himself over and over again.
He sighed and rolled to one side. " Of course it was her," he chided himself softly. " What do you think it was- a clone?"
" Oh great," he muttered. " Now you're talking to yourself."
Then he heard a tentative knock on the door. Ray stuck his head into the room.
" Come in," Kai said.
Ray opened the door wider and walked in, followed by Tyson, Max and Kenny.
" What do you want?" Kai asked, a touch of irritation in his voice. " You should be sleeping. You won't be able to concentrate in the tournament if you are tired and sleepy."
" Look who's talking, Mr. Grumpy," Max laughed good-naturedly. " You haven't gone to bed either."
" Never mind! What does Jaela have to do with you Kai?" Tyson jumped to the point, impatient as always. His 3 companions shifted uncomfortably as Kai gave them the death glare to top all death glares.
" What he means is that I have checked up on Jaela and it seems that she was a former member of *your* team, the Blade Sharks," Dizzi announced. " Mind telling us what's up?"
" No," Kai answered curtly. " I don't need a talking computer to tell me what to do."
" Well I never!" Dizzi huffed, instantly shutting down. The boys were quiet for another 5 minutes.
Finally, Max couldn't stand it any longer. " Kai," he started hesitantly. " Well, Kenny just checked the tournament line up, and well, the Artic Wolves are there too. So, we were wondering if you would tell us what Jaela and your relationship is or was."
Kai glanced at him from the corner of his eye and sighed in consent. He waved for them to sit down. " Jaela *was* indeed a member of my former team at once time. We have known each other since we were 8. Her grandfather is apparently a big political figurehead in the New Zealand and a legendary blader. My grandfather knew him well, so when Jaela was sent to Japan to train and live, he naturally took her in."
" Even before the Shell Sharks, we trained together, helping each other hone and sharpen our abilities and blading strategies. We were almost inseparable. When the Blade Sharks was formed, she was the best blader I had."
" Even better than you?" Kenny pressed.
" Almost," Kai admitted.
"Then why did she leave?"
" Because of someone."
" Can't you be more specific man?" Tyson moaned impatiently.
Kai took the pleasure of giving him another glare before going on. " There was this girl who was in our gang at that time. Jaela had found her near a really bad part of town when she was on patrol. The girl, Mary, was half- starved and looked really beaten."
" Usually, people had to proved themselves before being accepted, but for Mary, I made an exception."
" You don't see those everyday," Tyson muttered.
Ray growled slightly; a warning that if Tyson did *not* shut up, he was going to be in for it. He turned to Kai and told him quietly to continue.
" She actually proved herself to be quite a good beyblader and very loyal to Jaela. She would trail behind Jaela, always a quiet, serious, devoted shadow. Jaela cared for her deeply. She once told me that Mary was almost like her little sister. But, once day Mary got shot by the leader of another smaller gang." Kai stopped talking.
" Uh, then what happened?" Max asked cautiously.
Tyson, however, decided to go about it a much more effective, but dangerous way. " HELLO??" He waved his hand in front of Kai's face, failing to see the anger patches that were appearing on the blue-haired teen's face. Tyson proceeded to poke Kai repeatedly on the shoulder.
" Grrr." A hand snapped out and grabbed Tyson's arm.
" Ow!!! Leggo!"
" Do you want to listen or not?" Kai snapped, his hand still holding Tyson's arm in a *very* tight grip.
" Fine," Tyson grumbled. " Just let go!" He managed to wrench his arm from the other teen's grip and rubbed it.
Kai made a small "hmph" sound and continued. " She died 2 days later in the hospital. Jaela was extremely pissed off. She went to find the guy who shot her and taught him what happened to people who made her angry. Then, after a few weeks, she told me that she was going to leave; go back to New Zealand. And that was it, until tonight."
" Well, what happened to the guy?" Kenny inquired. " You know, the one that shot Mary."
A smirk ran over Kai's usually serious features. " Last time I checked, he was in the hospital recovering from a broken arm and leg, dislocated right shoulder, several broken ribs and various cuts and bruises."
The four boys stood there stunned. " Wow," Tyson remarked, breaking the silence. " That must've hurt." And with that the spell was broken.
" Perhaps you should tell us more about her strategies," Dizzi, who had turned back on, suggested.
The slate-haired boy scowled at the laptop. " Wait and find out. It would be unfair to reveal them to you now."
Tyson opened his mouth to make another annoying comment, when Ray interrupted. " We understand Kai," he said, looking pointedly at Tyson. " Let's go guys."
The other four boys trooped out the door. Kai sighed and turned off the lights. Within minutes, the young teen had fallen fast asleep.
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At the entrance of the grand hotel, a lone figure stood gazing up at a window where the light had just gone out. " Sleep well, Kai. We'll see what this team of yours can do soon enough."
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Like it? Probably not. *mutters under breath* stupid.stupid writer's block! *kicks at a huge wooden block that says 'Writer's' on it* Oww!!! Ow ow ow ow!That was dumb.
Anyways, Read and Review! Ciao!
Thanx for the reviews! Sorrie for the looooooooong wait. I had a sorta writer's block, plus tons of homework. This chapter is really lame in my opinion. I hope you like it a lot better that I do. Thank you Digital Wizard, but why did u read it during IT. You were supposed ta be researching! Oohh! Bad girl! Anyways, Mariah is gonna be in the story. Wait and see where she comes in. R/R!
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Chapter 3: Glimpses of the Past
'Thought' (Forget the stupid signs I made for thought in the 1st chappi.) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kai entered his room in the hotel suite. After placing Dranzer carefully on his drawer, he collapsed onto his bed. He lay there for a while, just staring at the ceiling, lost in his own thoughts.
' Was that really her?' he asked himself over and over again.
He sighed and rolled to one side. " Of course it was her," he chided himself softly. " What do you think it was- a clone?"
" Oh great," he muttered. " Now you're talking to yourself."
Then he heard a tentative knock on the door. Ray stuck his head into the room.
" Come in," Kai said.
Ray opened the door wider and walked in, followed by Tyson, Max and Kenny.
" What do you want?" Kai asked, a touch of irritation in his voice. " You should be sleeping. You won't be able to concentrate in the tournament if you are tired and sleepy."
" Look who's talking, Mr. Grumpy," Max laughed good-naturedly. " You haven't gone to bed either."
" Never mind! What does Jaela have to do with you Kai?" Tyson jumped to the point, impatient as always. His 3 companions shifted uncomfortably as Kai gave them the death glare to top all death glares.
" What he means is that I have checked up on Jaela and it seems that she was a former member of *your* team, the Blade Sharks," Dizzi announced. " Mind telling us what's up?"
" No," Kai answered curtly. " I don't need a talking computer to tell me what to do."
" Well I never!" Dizzi huffed, instantly shutting down. The boys were quiet for another 5 minutes.
Finally, Max couldn't stand it any longer. " Kai," he started hesitantly. " Well, Kenny just checked the tournament line up, and well, the Artic Wolves are there too. So, we were wondering if you would tell us what Jaela and your relationship is or was."
Kai glanced at him from the corner of his eye and sighed in consent. He waved for them to sit down. " Jaela *was* indeed a member of my former team at once time. We have known each other since we were 8. Her grandfather is apparently a big political figurehead in the New Zealand and a legendary blader. My grandfather knew him well, so when Jaela was sent to Japan to train and live, he naturally took her in."
" Even before the Shell Sharks, we trained together, helping each other hone and sharpen our abilities and blading strategies. We were almost inseparable. When the Blade Sharks was formed, she was the best blader I had."
" Even better than you?" Kenny pressed.
" Almost," Kai admitted.
"Then why did she leave?"
" Because of someone."
" Can't you be more specific man?" Tyson moaned impatiently.
Kai took the pleasure of giving him another glare before going on. " There was this girl who was in our gang at that time. Jaela had found her near a really bad part of town when she was on patrol. The girl, Mary, was half- starved and looked really beaten."
" Usually, people had to proved themselves before being accepted, but for Mary, I made an exception."
" You don't see those everyday," Tyson muttered.
Ray growled slightly; a warning that if Tyson did *not* shut up, he was going to be in for it. He turned to Kai and told him quietly to continue.
" She actually proved herself to be quite a good beyblader and very loyal to Jaela. She would trail behind Jaela, always a quiet, serious, devoted shadow. Jaela cared for her deeply. She once told me that Mary was almost like her little sister. But, once day Mary got shot by the leader of another smaller gang." Kai stopped talking.
" Uh, then what happened?" Max asked cautiously.
Tyson, however, decided to go about it a much more effective, but dangerous way. " HELLO??" He waved his hand in front of Kai's face, failing to see the anger patches that were appearing on the blue-haired teen's face. Tyson proceeded to poke Kai repeatedly on the shoulder.
" Grrr." A hand snapped out and grabbed Tyson's arm.
" Ow!!! Leggo!"
" Do you want to listen or not?" Kai snapped, his hand still holding Tyson's arm in a *very* tight grip.
" Fine," Tyson grumbled. " Just let go!" He managed to wrench his arm from the other teen's grip and rubbed it.
Kai made a small "hmph" sound and continued. " She died 2 days later in the hospital. Jaela was extremely pissed off. She went to find the guy who shot her and taught him what happened to people who made her angry. Then, after a few weeks, she told me that she was going to leave; go back to New Zealand. And that was it, until tonight."
" Well, what happened to the guy?" Kenny inquired. " You know, the one that shot Mary."
A smirk ran over Kai's usually serious features. " Last time I checked, he was in the hospital recovering from a broken arm and leg, dislocated right shoulder, several broken ribs and various cuts and bruises."
The four boys stood there stunned. " Wow," Tyson remarked, breaking the silence. " That must've hurt." And with that the spell was broken.
" Perhaps you should tell us more about her strategies," Dizzi, who had turned back on, suggested.
The slate-haired boy scowled at the laptop. " Wait and find out. It would be unfair to reveal them to you now."
Tyson opened his mouth to make another annoying comment, when Ray interrupted. " We understand Kai," he said, looking pointedly at Tyson. " Let's go guys."
The other four boys trooped out the door. Kai sighed and turned off the lights. Within minutes, the young teen had fallen fast asleep.
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At the entrance of the grand hotel, a lone figure stood gazing up at a window where the light had just gone out. " Sleep well, Kai. We'll see what this team of yours can do soon enough."
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Like it? Probably not. *mutters under breath* stupid.stupid writer's block! *kicks at a huge wooden block that says 'Writer's' on it* Oww!!! Ow ow ow ow!That was dumb.
Anyways, Read and Review! Ciao!
