(okay everyone please dont kill me! trust me this makes sense! please dont flame me! This is one hell of a cliffhanger for you all! and MWAHAH the end of this part isnt done until after my second chapter! This has been by far the hardest chapter to write! And I hope I can really twistt hings up a lil with this little BOris bit ^_^)


~To End It All~



Failure, Defeat...


Loss, Shame...


Victory...




Boris Watched nervously as Voltaire drummed his fingers on the solid oak desk. Boris could see Voltaire was about ready to fly into another of his fits of rage. He stood, unmoving, stone-faced and awaiting the onslaught, when inside he was terrified.



No one stood up to Voltaire. He remembered that the only time he had ever defied Voltaire was when he was first ordered to rape Tala. He had outwardly said no, refusing to hurt the children like that, One too many times he had listened to Voltaire and hurt the Abbey's Boys but this time he drew the line. He would not have anyone raped. That was just too cruel and did nothing to teach discipline. When he had said no, Voltaire rose form his seat and had grabbed Boris by the hair yanking him down to the floor adn pinning him ther with his boot on his Throat.



"You dare Defy me?"



Boris again refused. This time Voltaire let him up, but his men had quickly bound Boris and brought him along as he sent one of his men down to do what Boris couldn't.



"But make it much worse. Make it hurt so badly that Tala will beg for death."



Boris was appalled, but soon he realized that maybe he shoud have agreed. The brutal torture of Tala was almost too much to bear. One of the Children he had raised! One of the kids who he felt responsible for! The animosity continued for hours, each one of Tala's screams of agony brought Boris' heart into his throat. He could do nothign to stop it. His hands were tied. And only when Tala was too weak to move and bloodied did they throw him back into his cell and lock it.



They released Boris as Voltaire stood in the doorway, grinning hellishly.



"You see what happens when you say no Boris. You are not the preseident of Biovolt for nothing! If you EVER refuse and order again, I will personally make sure your four "children" will suffer a hundred times more than the pain you would inflict on them. From now on you do as I say and you ENJOY it! And If perchance you decide to die, or leave, I will find someone who will befar more brutal! DO as you are commanded Or your dear children will Suffer much more than you have ever dreamed."



That had sealed Boris' fate. From then on, he had been forced to abuse those he was willing to die for, and with cameras all about the Abbey and Voltaire watching his every move he had to remain cold and brutal.he put on that evil smile, that cold demeanor, that sadistic sexual satisfaction, when honestly he wanted to just free them and let them run. The Kids did not know what was really going on. They saw him as a monster.



And they were right in a way. But Every little thing he did to hurt them, every tear that slid down their cheeks, every bruise that healed perfectly, every night they spent in shame tore him apart. And there was nothing he could do to stop it. He was in a deadlock. Stay and torture these kids as little as he possible could, or to leave or commit suicide and know someone else would hurt them far more.



He was brought out of his reminiscing by Voltaire who had slammed his hand down on the desk.



"BORIS! you have failed me again!"



"I know Sir."



"Why have they escaped?"



"I don't know sir."



Voltaire stood up and walked around the desk and nailed Boris with a hard left hook as Boris stumbled back, knowing better than to protest.



"That's Not good enough. You Let them Escape! You know Boris, this time I have decided that for this, you WILL suffer more than you ever have! and you will be put to death!"



"Yes sir." Boris nodded. He knew when Tala had jumped him back in the cells that he was determined to free the Boys, and he knew about Rei and Kai being inside the Abbey. Tala had did what he had hoped. He had jumped him and knocked him out. When he had noticed Tala was trapped in the courtyard, he only half-heartedly tried to catch him. He hoped that the bullets flying would miss him and Tala could escape. When all the Demoliton Boys had cleared the Abbey, Boris felt a bit of hope. The kids would be safe. Sure they would eventually have him arrested but he didn't care. Starting with Spencer's creation nineteen years ago he had taken care ofthe other three snd Spencer since, teaching them everything. Now they coudl escape to freedom and for the first time in their young lives, Live.



He hadn't heard Voltaire call his men but when Voltaire grabbed him by the throat he looked at the shorter man.



"What have you to say for yourdelf Boris?"



Boris just smiled. "You lose Voltaire. You may not realize it but you've lost!"



"Silence!" Voltaire slapped him hard across the left cheek. "Take him down to the cells. Do what you like with him but make it painful! then toss him in to the courtyard. I have no use for him anymore"



As Boris was dragged away he could see Voltaire pacing about his room. Voltaire had no idea what Boris had meant and it looked like it would take him awhile to figure out. With one last look, the door closed and he was dragged down into the depths of
the Abbey to feel the pain of Failure all over again...



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Boris Was Beyond Pain. He had endured the pain of being cut thougsands of times all over his body with tu=iny razor incisions. Then he had managed to Endure the weak acid they had thrown over him. It made the pain like fire, burning, and maddening. then he was Raped, beatenand finally dragged back up through the Abbey.



Now they had stood at the doors to the courtyard. Boris was still unclothed and the pain made him almost insane. It had to stop. When would it stop?



He had almost lost it, but hten the thoughts of The kids grounded him. Were they alright? Could they get out of Russia Safely? Could Kai and Rei find them and bring them back to a protected place? He knew they would head to Robert's mansion in Copenhagen, and he knew that Robert would help them. Robert was a noble and compassionate person when emergency called for it. He knew how unlike him Robert was. They would be safe there.



The icy wind snapped him back to the reality of the agony he was experiencing, and it reminded him that death would soon Follow, but he was unafraid. He deserved it! And as they tossed him into the frozen winds, they threw out his robes with him and locked the doors. Boris felt the bite of the snow and felt himself falling...



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Tala lay in bed, still wide awake. Everytime he closed his eyes, he wondered deep in his heart what would happen to Boris now that they had escaped. He hated what Boris had done to them and he was terrified of the man, but it seemed back in the courtyard when Boris was pursuing him, the man wasn't really trying. he knew full well that Boris would have had no trouble whatsoever catching him. boris was in amazing shape and could outrun and outmuscle all of them. Something didn't add up.



He also recalled all of those nights when he was forced to sleep with the man. Boris gave him that look that made him sick, But the strange thing was, when it came down to the brunt of it, he woule find himslef looking into the saddest, most tortured eyes he had ever seen as the words 'Forgive me Tala, but it is orders...' sounded in his ears almost too quiet to hear. Tala had made it a point to hate the man, but now he thought about it, there were cameras everywhere. Boris was acting. But Why? Boris was the only father Tala had ever known, and he was the only man who he could be sure would give them encouragement when they succeeded. The Pain for him was almost like reassurance. Boris was still there and he would not be alone, as sick as it sounded. To see Boris terrified them all, but still in a small way they had come to be attached to him and they all tried their best to make him proud.



They loved him like a father no matter how much they denied it!



The apologies made sense now! Boris was tortured just like them! Voltaire must have done to him what he did to them.



Bryan had awoken, and he watched Tala with worry in his silvery eyes. "Tala what's on your mind? You've been awake all night!"



Tala sighed. "it's complicated Bryan"



Bryan might never understand. Somewhere deep inside, Tala wanted to believe that Boris loved them. he wanted to be loved by their 'father'. that was the reason they had all tried so hard during the Tournament. They wanted Boris to be proud!



"I'm thinking about Boris." Tala said finally.



"Boris!" Bryan jumped at the sound of the name. "Why the hell would you think about Him!"



Tala rolled over so he was face to face with Bryan. "Think about it carefully. Was I the only one who saw sadness in Boris' eyes?"



Bryan shrugged. "I've never looked into that monster's eyes."



"Bryan let's look at it this way. Why do we try so hard? Not just becasue of the abuse! We do it to make him proud! We answer to Boris but Boris answers to Voltaire!"



"I see. and?"



"And no matter how badly they're punished for failure, imagine what he suffers! Haven't you noticed the way he limps some days, and how pale and pained he looks after our disciplining?"



Bryan nodded, Finally understanding what Tala was saying, but clearly still a bit angry at the Man. "I think I know what you mean, but why bring this up?"



"If we leave Moscow, and leave Boris behind to die in that Abbey, we are no better than Voltaire. We know what Voltaire will do to him, and I don't know about you, but Boris has been the only father we have ever HAD!"



Bryan looked angry for a moment but soon his face softened. "You're right Tala. Amazingly, you have a point. We can't pretend we don't know what's going to happen to him! But it's too dangerous to go back alone!"



"Well it's something I have to do. I'm sorry. I know it sounds crazy, but we can't just leave him there!" Tala gave Bryan a quick kiss and rose from the bed, dressing quickly. "Even Boris deserves to live."



"Well you're not going alone!" Bryan said as he got up as well and dressed.



They were surprised to see Rei look out from the Bathroom.



"I'm sorry to have overheard you guys, but I'm coming. You're right Tala. I'll help!"



"And if you're going Rei, I am too!" Kai added as he came out behind Rei.



Tala smiled one of his rare smiles. "I know it sounds like a wierd idea."



"Not at all." Rei interrupted. "Your feelings tell us that its the right thing to do!"



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A few minutes later they were dressed and armed with their blades and flashlights. Tala also carried a small first aid kit and a length of rope in a small backpack, even though his injuries still ached. Pain mattered not to Tala. The most important thing now was saving one more life! And with the others helping, there was a better chance of success.



Just before they left, Kai pulled out a cell phone and dialed a number. He spoke for a brief moment with the person on the other line and then hung up. "Alright! Let's go."



The others just nodded and followed him out the door and down the staff elevator. They cut quickly across the empty Lobby and out the doors into the street. They ducked down the nearest side street and set off in silence for the Abbey.



Tala hoped that their mission would not be in Vain...



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It took almost half and hour to reach the Abbey on foot, and when they were near, they ducked into a small patch of trees to hide. There was already someone waiting there for them, poleaxe in hand and a backback on his back. He was another familiar face to Tala but it took a moment to register.



"Johnny?" Tala looked at the scottish boy in surprise. "What are you doing here?"



Johnny gave a girn and ran his hand through his auburn spikes. "I was s'posed to meet you guys at the docks to travel with you to Copenhagen, But Kai said you could use my help! Besides, Robert asked that I come."



"Why Robert?" Tala asked.



"Boris is connected to him. I can't tell you any more. that's for Robert to decide on when you meet with him."



Tala just nodded. He was curious but right now the more important thing was getting Boris out. They all snuck out of the trees and with Tala's guidance, made it to the wall where they quickly found and entrance to the courtyard. It was locked, but Johnny quickly solved that problem by deftly picking the lock.



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Time dragged on, with no release from the pain. Too cold to stand and too weak to move he lay in the snow, his robes beside him. Too weak to even shiver, he lay, tears frozen on his cheeks, his hair in his face. His battered body refuse him comfort no matter which way he rested. In a last confession, he spoke his apologies. A guard was approaching, a sharpened sword in hand. Soon it would be all over.



"Bryan, Ian, Spencer, Escpecially Tala. I give you my most heartfelt apologies. I have become a monster more than a father to you. Far too long I listened to Voltaire. At least I take comfort in the fact that the pain I casued you wasn't half as much as Voltaire himself would have caused. You will never forgive me I know, but I still ask your forgiveness.Wherever you are, I bid you farewell. I am blessed to have known you and I am proud to have been graced with your light. Be strong my sons...



Be Free...



Tala and Bryan couls hear the apologies, as did they all. Tala felt tears. Boris Loved them. He really truely Loved them...



"I'm coming Boris Hold on!" Tala cried as he headed in, the others in tow.



The guard had reached down and forced Boris into a standing Position. "Off with your head."



Boris drew in a breath. He thought he had heard Tala's voice. Maybe, in his own mind he did. This was it, It all ended here.



"Your last words?"



"Run my children!" Boris smiled. "As long as you are free we have won! You are free!"



The guard raised the sword and brought it down with one Final Blow...



"Boris!"



The sword made a sickening sound as it sliced through flesh and hit nerve. There was the loud crack of the spine as it was separated and it was over...