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Chapter Eight
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Kai's wrists hung limply from the rope tied to the pole. He was in excruciating pain. Boris had gotten very angry when Kai still would not relent even after all he had done.
So Boris had taken the whip to him.
Kai moaned softly and gritted his teeth as pain washed over him again. There were gashes running over his body from the leather whip. Boris had removed the sheet from the cage, and Max and Kenny were silent. Max had screamed every time Kai had been whipped.
Boris growled and stalked his way over in front of Kai. He roughly lifted his face up toward him. Kai cried out and shut his eyes. Boris placed his face directly in front of Kai's.
"You're a fool, Kai. A fool!" Boris snarled. "Just say the word, and all this will stop. Just join us."
Kai grimaced and opened his pain-filled eyes. "I...will...not," he ground out. "Whoa!"
In one swift motion, Boris cut the ropes holding him up. Kai's hands instinctively reached forward to break his fall, but he managed to pull them back in time. His wrist and fingers were broken on his right hand, what good would they do anyway? He slumped down on his knees and heard Max whimpering from the cage.
Boris was struggling to retain his temper. How stubborn could one child be? They would have taken him long ago, with or without his consent, but Voltaire knew Kai would refuse to do anything of use if he didn't want to.
"Join us. You're useless to your team now, you need hands to Beyblade. They won't want a crippled captain-"
"That's not true!" Max yelled from the cage.
"Shut up!" Boris shouted. He turned back to Kai. "Join Biovolt, and your pain and suffering will be over. You'll no longer have to captain that annoying team of yours; you won't have to carry them around your neck at all hours of the day. You'll be free. Just you and Voltaire, ruling the entire world! You can have anything you want then. You'll be living the luxurious life with no worries, no hassles, no cares."
Kai laughed softly. "Boris, there're a few things wrong with your offer."
Boris growled.
"If I join Biovolt, I won't be free. I'll be under my grandfather. I'll have to take orders from him, and meet his every idiotic whim. I'd would rather die than rule anything with that bastard."
Boris glared at him, then sighed. "You little fool. Do you realize that I hold the power of whether you live or die in the palm of my hand?"
"So kill me," Kai spat. "I'm not afraid to die. I have no regrets."
Boris was nearly shaking with rage. What would it take to get this damned boy to join them? He'd been through so much, and Boris was fast running out of options. Voltaire wanted Kai alive, but surely he couldn't take much more of this. He was only human.
"Actually, I do have one regret. I've always wanted to put a bullet in the head of my grandfather. But if you kill me now, I guess I'll never be able to do it."
Boris looked up, controlling his voice. "You speak this way of your own grandfather?"
The room was beginning to sway slightly before Kai's eyes. "He speaks of me as only an instrument in his demented plan. Not as a grandson."
Boris looked at Kai, sitting on the floor with blood all over him. For a moment, he felt sorry for him. He was only a child. He had no parents, no elder he could turn to for help. He'd had to teach himself everything he knew, or learn it the hard way.
A static sound from Boris's radio caught his attention. He snatched it off his belt and turned away to the corner where no one could hear him.
"Boris here," he said softly with irritation in his voice.
"Boris! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Voltaire nearly screamed in his ear. "I'm been watching you and you've gotten me very angry."
"Sir-"
"You're supposed to be teaching Kai a lesson about not obeying. You're supposed to make him join Biovolt, not chat him up!"
"I-"
"Boris. Get Kai now, or I'll have to remove you," Voltaire said ominously.
"Understood." Boris turned off the radio and turned back around. The feelings of pity had passed. His life was more important than of the life of Hiwatari's grandson.
Boris walked toward Kai. "Well, have you made a decision? Hopefully the right one."
"I'm not going to join Biovolt!"
"You idiot!" Boris lashed the whip out again like an expert. It wrapped against Kai's one good arm. Boris yanked it back towards him.
"No, Kai!" Max cried. He turned his head away as the tears started yet again.
The whip left a large burn mark on Kai's arm, but Kai didn't seem to feel it. The loss of blood had left him short of breath and lightheaded. He pitched forward and collapsed on the ground.
"Little fool. Stupid little fool," Boris mumbled.
~~~
"REI!"
Tyson jumped up from the floor and ran to Rei, who was still very much in shock. Tyson threw his arms around his friend's neck and hugged him tightly.
"Rei...I can't believe this. I'm so glad you're here!" Tyson said into Rei's shirt.
"You're...alive!"
"Well, yeah," Tyson said and looked up with a goofy grin on his face. His eyes were slightly wet. "They didn't want to kill me, just keep me as bait to get Kai. Which reminds me, where are they anyway?"
Rei sighed and Tyson pulled back from their embrace. "I don't know. Max, Chief, and Kai were all captured. I have no idea where they are now."
Tyson's eyes darkened. "After being here for two days-"
"It's only been two days?" Rei asked suddenly. Tyson gave him a sideways look.
"Yes, " he said slowly. He watched concernedly as Rei rubbed his eyes.
"Two fucking days. Damn, it seems like a year."
"Have you guys been okay? What's been going on...you don't look too well."
"I'll be fine. Just lots of stress...you know. The plane crash, living in the woods, now this. I wish Biovolt would just leave Kai alone. This is affecting all of us."
"Oh." Tyson looked at the ground. "Yeah, I know what you mean."
"Oh my God..." Rei looked up. "Tyson, I'm so sorry. Here I am complaining to you when you're the one who was kidnapped and all that. Are you okay? What did they do to you?"
"I'm fine, really. You remember how I kinda slid to the other side of the plane before it crashed?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I was behind the pilot's seat. There was yelling and all that crap, when suddenly the entire front window just...shattered. I was mostly shielded with the seat, but I heard the pilot screaming. Then another huge crash and we hit the ground. Man, I saw stars. Have you ever heard the sound of twisting metal? It's not pretty."
"I would imagine so."
Tyson took a deep breath. "When everything was semi-calm again, I looked over at the pilot. He...Rei, he was impaled by a tree."
Rei's eyebrows knitted together and his hands balled up into fists.
"I'd never seen so much blood before...it was so gruesome, like something out of a horror movie, only it was real. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open, like his tried to yell, but died to soon. It was awful. I was about to go see if you guys were okay when something hit me really hard on the back of the head. I passed out after that and when I woke up, I was in Biovolt. I didn't know it at first, but they told me. God, I'm so glad you guys came!" Tyson shut his eyes tightly, and a tear ran down his face. Rei took a step forward and put his arms around the smaller boy.
"It's all right, Tyson," Rei murmured. "I know this is going to sound a bit rude, but we really need to get the others and high-tail it out of here."
"Yeah, you're right." Tyson pulled back with a sigh and wiped his eyes hurriedly. "I really hope they're okay."
Rei arched an eyebrow. "Voltaire wants Kai...why wouldn't he be okay?"
"Voltaire is a sadistic bastard who would go to any length to get Kai."
Rei's mouth opened but no sound came out.
"Hey...you okay buddy?"
Rei shook his head. "Voltaire wouldn't dare harm his own grandson, right?" he asked, in desperate need of reassurance.
"I'm not sure, but I wouldn't bet on it."
"I swear, if they've gone and hurt him, I'll-"
"Whoa, easy, Rei! Calm down," Tyson said.
Rei took a deep breath. "All right...Kai'll be okay. I mean, after all, it is Kai we're talking about."
"Kai or not Kai, we need to come up with a plan, and fast."
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Voltaire slammed his fist down on his large, oak desk. He was watching the screen built into the wall in his office. It showed the room Boris and Kai were in.
"Dammit Boris! Why can't you get a child like him to comply?!" Voltaire roared. A young man, another of Voltaire's little lackeys, stood a few feet away from his desk. He was shaking like a leaf. He hated it when Voltaire was mad, especially if he were the only other person in the room, because then he usually became the object of his rage.
"Duane!" Voltaire shouted.
"Yes sir?"
"Why are you just standing there like some kind of invalid?"
"S-sir?"
Voltaire picked up a crystal wine glass from his desk and threw it at the wall. It shattered and rained down on the expensive carpet. Duane flinched.
"Did I not make myself clear? Get out of here!"
"Leaving sir!" Duane all but ran for the door before Voltaire could pick up the heavy vase that sat in the corner.
"Fools! You all are a bunch of fools, the whole lot of you!" Voltaire threw a book at the door as it slammed shut. He angrily turned back to the screen to see that not much had changed. He grabbed the mic on his desk and flipped the switch.
"Duane!" he yelled. "Get back in here!"
A staticky "Right away sir!" was heard.
Moments later, Duane poked his head through the door, watching out for flying projectiles.
"Come here!"
Duane entered and stood in front of Voltaire's desk, feeling as if he was about to get killed. There was nothing to hide behind if Voltaire decided to throw something now.
"Where's Thomas's crew? They were sent out to find that Chinese brat ages ago!"
"Uh..." Duane scrambled for his radio and pressed a few buttons. "Thomas, come in."
Static blasted into Duane's ear. (A/N: Their radios got fried when they got drenched. ^^)
"Sir, they're not answering-"
"I know that! I'm sitting here too!" Voltaire roared. He clutched his phone dangerously and for a second, Duane thought he was going to throw it.
"Overpaid bastards..." Voltaire muttered.
~~~
Tyson and Rei stuck their heads cautiously out of the doorway.
"The coast is clear," Rei whispered.
"C'mon, let's go!" Tyson said. They crept down the hallway, keeping a close eye out for anyone who might want to capture them. They reached the end of the hall and then heard voices.
"Quick, over here," Rei said and pulled Tyson under the staircase.
"I'm all wet and it's all your fault, you fool!" said the guard. "I told you not to shoot!"
Tyson looked confused and Rei smiled slightly.
"I'll explain later," Rei said.
"Find that kid! Voltaire'll have our heads!"
The guards left down another hall. Tyson let out a sigh.
"Anyway, be careful and watch out. Those guys are after me," Rei said as they began walking again.
"Okay." Tyson looked hard at the ground, and then looked up quickly. "Hey...I have an idea."
"What?"
Tyson looked darkly at Rei. "I don't know if it's safe though."
"Just tell me. We'll decide after."
"Black Dranzer."
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TBC
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Damn, none of my favorites have updated in a LONG time! XD I'm bored...please review. Okay, I know this chapter was boring because nothing happened! The next chapter should be more exciting. Yes, Black Dranzer will play a role in this. You'll find out how Tyson knows about Black Dranzer in the next chapter. Don't you all feel so sorry for Kai?! ;_; The poor boy. I wonder...should he live, or should he die? *walks away mumbling* Live...die...live...die...?
Disclaimer: same old
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Chapter Eight
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Kai's wrists hung limply from the rope tied to the pole. He was in excruciating pain. Boris had gotten very angry when Kai still would not relent even after all he had done.
So Boris had taken the whip to him.
Kai moaned softly and gritted his teeth as pain washed over him again. There were gashes running over his body from the leather whip. Boris had removed the sheet from the cage, and Max and Kenny were silent. Max had screamed every time Kai had been whipped.
Boris growled and stalked his way over in front of Kai. He roughly lifted his face up toward him. Kai cried out and shut his eyes. Boris placed his face directly in front of Kai's.
"You're a fool, Kai. A fool!" Boris snarled. "Just say the word, and all this will stop. Just join us."
Kai grimaced and opened his pain-filled eyes. "I...will...not," he ground out. "Whoa!"
In one swift motion, Boris cut the ropes holding him up. Kai's hands instinctively reached forward to break his fall, but he managed to pull them back in time. His wrist and fingers were broken on his right hand, what good would they do anyway? He slumped down on his knees and heard Max whimpering from the cage.
Boris was struggling to retain his temper. How stubborn could one child be? They would have taken him long ago, with or without his consent, but Voltaire knew Kai would refuse to do anything of use if he didn't want to.
"Join us. You're useless to your team now, you need hands to Beyblade. They won't want a crippled captain-"
"That's not true!" Max yelled from the cage.
"Shut up!" Boris shouted. He turned back to Kai. "Join Biovolt, and your pain and suffering will be over. You'll no longer have to captain that annoying team of yours; you won't have to carry them around your neck at all hours of the day. You'll be free. Just you and Voltaire, ruling the entire world! You can have anything you want then. You'll be living the luxurious life with no worries, no hassles, no cares."
Kai laughed softly. "Boris, there're a few things wrong with your offer."
Boris growled.
"If I join Biovolt, I won't be free. I'll be under my grandfather. I'll have to take orders from him, and meet his every idiotic whim. I'd would rather die than rule anything with that bastard."
Boris glared at him, then sighed. "You little fool. Do you realize that I hold the power of whether you live or die in the palm of my hand?"
"So kill me," Kai spat. "I'm not afraid to die. I have no regrets."
Boris was nearly shaking with rage. What would it take to get this damned boy to join them? He'd been through so much, and Boris was fast running out of options. Voltaire wanted Kai alive, but surely he couldn't take much more of this. He was only human.
"Actually, I do have one regret. I've always wanted to put a bullet in the head of my grandfather. But if you kill me now, I guess I'll never be able to do it."
Boris looked up, controlling his voice. "You speak this way of your own grandfather?"
The room was beginning to sway slightly before Kai's eyes. "He speaks of me as only an instrument in his demented plan. Not as a grandson."
Boris looked at Kai, sitting on the floor with blood all over him. For a moment, he felt sorry for him. He was only a child. He had no parents, no elder he could turn to for help. He'd had to teach himself everything he knew, or learn it the hard way.
A static sound from Boris's radio caught his attention. He snatched it off his belt and turned away to the corner where no one could hear him.
"Boris here," he said softly with irritation in his voice.
"Boris! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Voltaire nearly screamed in his ear. "I'm been watching you and you've gotten me very angry."
"Sir-"
"You're supposed to be teaching Kai a lesson about not obeying. You're supposed to make him join Biovolt, not chat him up!"
"I-"
"Boris. Get Kai now, or I'll have to remove you," Voltaire said ominously.
"Understood." Boris turned off the radio and turned back around. The feelings of pity had passed. His life was more important than of the life of Hiwatari's grandson.
Boris walked toward Kai. "Well, have you made a decision? Hopefully the right one."
"I'm not going to join Biovolt!"
"You idiot!" Boris lashed the whip out again like an expert. It wrapped against Kai's one good arm. Boris yanked it back towards him.
"No, Kai!" Max cried. He turned his head away as the tears started yet again.
The whip left a large burn mark on Kai's arm, but Kai didn't seem to feel it. The loss of blood had left him short of breath and lightheaded. He pitched forward and collapsed on the ground.
"Little fool. Stupid little fool," Boris mumbled.
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"REI!"
Tyson jumped up from the floor and ran to Rei, who was still very much in shock. Tyson threw his arms around his friend's neck and hugged him tightly.
"Rei...I can't believe this. I'm so glad you're here!" Tyson said into Rei's shirt.
"You're...alive!"
"Well, yeah," Tyson said and looked up with a goofy grin on his face. His eyes were slightly wet. "They didn't want to kill me, just keep me as bait to get Kai. Which reminds me, where are they anyway?"
Rei sighed and Tyson pulled back from their embrace. "I don't know. Max, Chief, and Kai were all captured. I have no idea where they are now."
Tyson's eyes darkened. "After being here for two days-"
"It's only been two days?" Rei asked suddenly. Tyson gave him a sideways look.
"Yes, " he said slowly. He watched concernedly as Rei rubbed his eyes.
"Two fucking days. Damn, it seems like a year."
"Have you guys been okay? What's been going on...you don't look too well."
"I'll be fine. Just lots of stress...you know. The plane crash, living in the woods, now this. I wish Biovolt would just leave Kai alone. This is affecting all of us."
"Oh." Tyson looked at the ground. "Yeah, I know what you mean."
"Oh my God..." Rei looked up. "Tyson, I'm so sorry. Here I am complaining to you when you're the one who was kidnapped and all that. Are you okay? What did they do to you?"
"I'm fine, really. You remember how I kinda slid to the other side of the plane before it crashed?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I was behind the pilot's seat. There was yelling and all that crap, when suddenly the entire front window just...shattered. I was mostly shielded with the seat, but I heard the pilot screaming. Then another huge crash and we hit the ground. Man, I saw stars. Have you ever heard the sound of twisting metal? It's not pretty."
"I would imagine so."
Tyson took a deep breath. "When everything was semi-calm again, I looked over at the pilot. He...Rei, he was impaled by a tree."
Rei's eyebrows knitted together and his hands balled up into fists.
"I'd never seen so much blood before...it was so gruesome, like something out of a horror movie, only it was real. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open, like his tried to yell, but died to soon. It was awful. I was about to go see if you guys were okay when something hit me really hard on the back of the head. I passed out after that and when I woke up, I was in Biovolt. I didn't know it at first, but they told me. God, I'm so glad you guys came!" Tyson shut his eyes tightly, and a tear ran down his face. Rei took a step forward and put his arms around the smaller boy.
"It's all right, Tyson," Rei murmured. "I know this is going to sound a bit rude, but we really need to get the others and high-tail it out of here."
"Yeah, you're right." Tyson pulled back with a sigh and wiped his eyes hurriedly. "I really hope they're okay."
Rei arched an eyebrow. "Voltaire wants Kai...why wouldn't he be okay?"
"Voltaire is a sadistic bastard who would go to any length to get Kai."
Rei's mouth opened but no sound came out.
"Hey...you okay buddy?"
Rei shook his head. "Voltaire wouldn't dare harm his own grandson, right?" he asked, in desperate need of reassurance.
"I'm not sure, but I wouldn't bet on it."
"I swear, if they've gone and hurt him, I'll-"
"Whoa, easy, Rei! Calm down," Tyson said.
Rei took a deep breath. "All right...Kai'll be okay. I mean, after all, it is Kai we're talking about."
"Kai or not Kai, we need to come up with a plan, and fast."
~~~
Voltaire slammed his fist down on his large, oak desk. He was watching the screen built into the wall in his office. It showed the room Boris and Kai were in.
"Dammit Boris! Why can't you get a child like him to comply?!" Voltaire roared. A young man, another of Voltaire's little lackeys, stood a few feet away from his desk. He was shaking like a leaf. He hated it when Voltaire was mad, especially if he were the only other person in the room, because then he usually became the object of his rage.
"Duane!" Voltaire shouted.
"Yes sir?"
"Why are you just standing there like some kind of invalid?"
"S-sir?"
Voltaire picked up a crystal wine glass from his desk and threw it at the wall. It shattered and rained down on the expensive carpet. Duane flinched.
"Did I not make myself clear? Get out of here!"
"Leaving sir!" Duane all but ran for the door before Voltaire could pick up the heavy vase that sat in the corner.
"Fools! You all are a bunch of fools, the whole lot of you!" Voltaire threw a book at the door as it slammed shut. He angrily turned back to the screen to see that not much had changed. He grabbed the mic on his desk and flipped the switch.
"Duane!" he yelled. "Get back in here!"
A staticky "Right away sir!" was heard.
Moments later, Duane poked his head through the door, watching out for flying projectiles.
"Come here!"
Duane entered and stood in front of Voltaire's desk, feeling as if he was about to get killed. There was nothing to hide behind if Voltaire decided to throw something now.
"Where's Thomas's crew? They were sent out to find that Chinese brat ages ago!"
"Uh..." Duane scrambled for his radio and pressed a few buttons. "Thomas, come in."
Static blasted into Duane's ear. (A/N: Their radios got fried when they got drenched. ^^)
"Sir, they're not answering-"
"I know that! I'm sitting here too!" Voltaire roared. He clutched his phone dangerously and for a second, Duane thought he was going to throw it.
"Overpaid bastards..." Voltaire muttered.
~~~
Tyson and Rei stuck their heads cautiously out of the doorway.
"The coast is clear," Rei whispered.
"C'mon, let's go!" Tyson said. They crept down the hallway, keeping a close eye out for anyone who might want to capture them. They reached the end of the hall and then heard voices.
"Quick, over here," Rei said and pulled Tyson under the staircase.
"I'm all wet and it's all your fault, you fool!" said the guard. "I told you not to shoot!"
Tyson looked confused and Rei smiled slightly.
"I'll explain later," Rei said.
"Find that kid! Voltaire'll have our heads!"
The guards left down another hall. Tyson let out a sigh.
"Anyway, be careful and watch out. Those guys are after me," Rei said as they began walking again.
"Okay." Tyson looked hard at the ground, and then looked up quickly. "Hey...I have an idea."
"What?"
Tyson looked darkly at Rei. "I don't know if it's safe though."
"Just tell me. We'll decide after."
"Black Dranzer."
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TBC
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Damn, none of my favorites have updated in a LONG time! XD I'm bored...please review. Okay, I know this chapter was boring because nothing happened! The next chapter should be more exciting. Yes, Black Dranzer will play a role in this. You'll find out how Tyson knows about Black Dranzer in the next chapter. Don't you all feel so sorry for Kai?! ;_; The poor boy. I wonder...should he live, or should he die? *walks away mumbling* Live...die...live...die...?