ok then. heres the second half to this fic. its all there is, so in a way,
i find it pointless that i split it into two parts...O_o oh well......
Kai grinned insanely before lowering his voice.
//Any last words?//
//Yeah. I look forward to seeing you in hell, bastard//
With those words, Kai jerked his hand sharply to the left, blood splattering the walls and his own body.
He dropped Tala, stepping back to admire his handy work, the bloody mess in front of him. Boris commanded his henchmen to take the body away, to another laboratory.
//What were you thinking fool? He was useful!//
Kai stopped laughing and a sharp glare replaced the grin.
//I felt like it// He said simply.
//YOU FELT LIKE IT?!// Voltaire cried. //I CAN'T BELIVE YOU'RE MY GRANDSON! Murdering a useful part of the company because you FELT like it?//
//So? You murdered your son, my father, because you felt like it// Kai said, the glare still in place. Voltaire looked furious at that outburst. In that instant, it was obvious Kai had inherited his temper and attitude from his fathers side.
//Sir, a word if i may// Boris asked. He muttered a few words before walking off.
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Kai leant against the wall, sinking to the floor. He burst out laughing, his eyes beginning to water. His arms were covered in blood, as were his clothes and the hallway. He sat there for hours until he saw a figure walking towards him. Not a child. He had no idea who it was. It certainly wasn't Volaire. It wouldn't surprise him if he never saw his Grandfather again, and wasn't about to complain. A man he had never seen before, from the Moscow police service. He handcuffed a still laughing Kai, and took him out to a car that was waiting. He knew Tala wasn't dead. Boris had a way of mutating bodies so they were half cyborg. Tala would still be around.
Kai knew where he was going. They would take him to a place where he supposedly belonged. A place for people with mental problems. Personally, he thought his condition had gotten better over the years, but his actions had said differently.
He was lead down a white corridor that was almost familiar. A small room at the end would serve as his home for who knows how long. All his belongings were left at the Abbey, and his Black Dranzer, arm-guards, his scarf and even his shoe-laces were confiscated.
//Its not like I'm attempting suicide// Kai scoffed. The counsellor looked unamused.
****
Another counselling session. Didn't thins place realize they were just wasting money attempting to 'help' Kai?
//Now, WHY did you slit that boys throat?// The counsellor asked for the seventh time.
//Because.i.wanted.to//Kai said bluntly, his voice frosty.
//You wanted to?// The counsellor raised an eyebrow.
Kai cracked it. All his anger was released as a furious outburst.
//I KILLED HIM BECAUSE I FELT LIKE IT! HE WAS A FILTHY BASTARD THAT DESERVED IT! HE WASN'T DOING ANY GOOD TO THIS FUCKED UP WORLD ANYWAY! HE WAS GONNA KILL EVEN MORE PEOPLE, INCULDING HIMSELF! SO ONE DAY, I WAS BORED AND SLIT HIS THROAT, OK?!// Stopping to take a breath, he realized there was a lot more anger stored up inside him that he had forgotten about since it had been there so long.
//I FELT LIKE KILLING THE WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT, SO I DID! WHAT'S SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND ABOUT THAT? THERES NO UNDERSTANDING HOW THE HUMAN MIND WORKS!// The counsellor ignored this last comment.
//Yes, it is hard to understand. You had only seen Tala twice since your arrival in Russia. What had he done in that time to make you so angry at him?//
"Third time lucky..." Kai muttered in English. //I've wanted to murder him since I was five. Over ten years I've wanted to do it. You get an easy chance to murder someone, you take it.// He finished.
//So because it was easy, you killed him?//
//Yes. Now, am I entitled to an opinion?//
//Opinion?// The counsellor raised an eyebrow.
//My opinion is that you should let me out of this place. Now.// Kai said sternly.
//Out? Impossible. You've just murdered a teenager.//
//He would have done it himself anyway.//
//That makes no difference. You still have some serious problems with your mental health.//
Kai felt his blood boiling. Fed up with that place after only a few hours, sick of being treated like a fool, annoyed by people realizing he had a problem, even if he didn't admit to himself he had some issues.
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At an attempt to keep his temper, he stood slowly, his hands balled into fists. Shaking with fury, he locked the door on his way out, locking the counsellor in the office. It was only then he ran. Down the white corridor, all the way to the storage room. Smashing the lock with a huge force behind the heel of his shoe, he managed to open it. Grabbing the Black Dranzer, tying his laces and fastening his arm-guards, he ran down the hall again, scarf in hand. Tying it loosely around his neck, he left the building, surprised at the lack of security, especially late at night in a high security area.
The freezing night air of Russia blew his two-toned hair in all directions, and almost froze his bare arms. Running at top speed, he found it had been easier to escape than he had thought it would be.
[I didn't even get to punch anyone...] He thought, almost upset at the idea.
He had to get his problem under control. His so called friends. The BladeBreakers. Would they understand? He doubted it. He had lost everything, the point of life, the aim of beyblading, and most importantly, he had almost totally lost his mind. He could never be considered normal with his anger problems and sadistic humour. Perhaps there was even occasional thoughts of suicide in there. All thoughts to do with ending a life washed over him. To him, they were hilarious, laughable. Was it possible for someone at only his age to be so far gone? Way past the point of ever even standing a chance at mental stability? He had even lost the reason for it all.
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Back at the Abbey, Kai locked himself in his room after challenging the BladeBreakers to a match. He summoned a helicopter, and it seemed as if no one would dare disobey him.
Climbing in, he flung himself into a chair, settling so he was comfortable.
//Where to, sir?// The pilot asked.
//Lake Baikal// The only words Kai said until he saw the lake. A frozen paradise. All the trees were covered in snow, the lake was a giant iceberg. It looked so...cold...it gave a whole new meaning to showing no emotion.
He was going to bey alone. No team behind him, no one to back him up. As the copter started to descend, an image of the open wound on Tala's neck came to mind. Kai threw his head back and laughed the way a 'normal' person would laugh at a comedy gala. Stepping out into the cold air, he tried to hold his temper. Trying not to laugh out loud at the morbid thoughts in his head, he saw a plane approaching.
The BladeBreakers.
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The cut on his neck had almost faded, his body still weak though. His mind was still sharp. Information was being fed to his brain, instructions for the World Finals of BeyBlading to be held at BioVolt Stadium, In Moscow.
//We may now speak his name. Awaken, Cyber-Tala!//
Pale Blue eyes opened, revealing a violent nature behind them. Gripping the upgraded Wolborg in his fist, he ignored all the liquid still running down his body. He knew his mission. And it wasn't just to win. It was exterminate.
Owari.
^_^ Yay! only 2 chapters this time! oh well, i should have more fics up in the next 2 weeks. school holidays rock. ^_^ hmm...i don't think i've ever actually thanked anyone for the help with my fics....lets see here then. MiNou/Gure/The One Known As Millia: i dont know, u change ur name all the time, but yeah, u've been a great help. *shrugs* u told me to try writing angst. look what happened. i got lots 'o reviews now!hehe. uh....lets see....all my other friends for NOT sending me to psych so i have to sit in that corridor from my dream, and major thanks to nek. coz without her help, a: i'd have really bad spelling mistakes through all my fics, b: uh, my fics wouldn't be up here if she didn't post them for me. so yeah. feel free to review and give me at least something other than the new V-Force series to look forward to since i have to get up at 7 to watch it! ^_^ hey, whos about to complain about watching kai and rei, huh? even though kai is currently gone-ish and rei is china...hey, its only the fourth ep! well, Ja!
Kai grinned insanely before lowering his voice.
//Any last words?//
//Yeah. I look forward to seeing you in hell, bastard//
With those words, Kai jerked his hand sharply to the left, blood splattering the walls and his own body.
He dropped Tala, stepping back to admire his handy work, the bloody mess in front of him. Boris commanded his henchmen to take the body away, to another laboratory.
//What were you thinking fool? He was useful!//
Kai stopped laughing and a sharp glare replaced the grin.
//I felt like it// He said simply.
//YOU FELT LIKE IT?!// Voltaire cried. //I CAN'T BELIVE YOU'RE MY GRANDSON! Murdering a useful part of the company because you FELT like it?//
//So? You murdered your son, my father, because you felt like it// Kai said, the glare still in place. Voltaire looked furious at that outburst. In that instant, it was obvious Kai had inherited his temper and attitude from his fathers side.
//Sir, a word if i may// Boris asked. He muttered a few words before walking off.
**************************************************************************** ****************************************
Kai leant against the wall, sinking to the floor. He burst out laughing, his eyes beginning to water. His arms were covered in blood, as were his clothes and the hallway. He sat there for hours until he saw a figure walking towards him. Not a child. He had no idea who it was. It certainly wasn't Volaire. It wouldn't surprise him if he never saw his Grandfather again, and wasn't about to complain. A man he had never seen before, from the Moscow police service. He handcuffed a still laughing Kai, and took him out to a car that was waiting. He knew Tala wasn't dead. Boris had a way of mutating bodies so they were half cyborg. Tala would still be around.
Kai knew where he was going. They would take him to a place where he supposedly belonged. A place for people with mental problems. Personally, he thought his condition had gotten better over the years, but his actions had said differently.
He was lead down a white corridor that was almost familiar. A small room at the end would serve as his home for who knows how long. All his belongings were left at the Abbey, and his Black Dranzer, arm-guards, his scarf and even his shoe-laces were confiscated.
//Its not like I'm attempting suicide// Kai scoffed. The counsellor looked unamused.
****
Another counselling session. Didn't thins place realize they were just wasting money attempting to 'help' Kai?
//Now, WHY did you slit that boys throat?// The counsellor asked for the seventh time.
//Because.i.wanted.to//Kai said bluntly, his voice frosty.
//You wanted to?// The counsellor raised an eyebrow.
Kai cracked it. All his anger was released as a furious outburst.
//I KILLED HIM BECAUSE I FELT LIKE IT! HE WAS A FILTHY BASTARD THAT DESERVED IT! HE WASN'T DOING ANY GOOD TO THIS FUCKED UP WORLD ANYWAY! HE WAS GONNA KILL EVEN MORE PEOPLE, INCULDING HIMSELF! SO ONE DAY, I WAS BORED AND SLIT HIS THROAT, OK?!// Stopping to take a breath, he realized there was a lot more anger stored up inside him that he had forgotten about since it had been there so long.
//I FELT LIKE KILLING THE WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT, SO I DID! WHAT'S SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND ABOUT THAT? THERES NO UNDERSTANDING HOW THE HUMAN MIND WORKS!// The counsellor ignored this last comment.
//Yes, it is hard to understand. You had only seen Tala twice since your arrival in Russia. What had he done in that time to make you so angry at him?//
"Third time lucky..." Kai muttered in English. //I've wanted to murder him since I was five. Over ten years I've wanted to do it. You get an easy chance to murder someone, you take it.// He finished.
//So because it was easy, you killed him?//
//Yes. Now, am I entitled to an opinion?//
//Opinion?// The counsellor raised an eyebrow.
//My opinion is that you should let me out of this place. Now.// Kai said sternly.
//Out? Impossible. You've just murdered a teenager.//
//He would have done it himself anyway.//
//That makes no difference. You still have some serious problems with your mental health.//
Kai felt his blood boiling. Fed up with that place after only a few hours, sick of being treated like a fool, annoyed by people realizing he had a problem, even if he didn't admit to himself he had some issues.
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At an attempt to keep his temper, he stood slowly, his hands balled into fists. Shaking with fury, he locked the door on his way out, locking the counsellor in the office. It was only then he ran. Down the white corridor, all the way to the storage room. Smashing the lock with a huge force behind the heel of his shoe, he managed to open it. Grabbing the Black Dranzer, tying his laces and fastening his arm-guards, he ran down the hall again, scarf in hand. Tying it loosely around his neck, he left the building, surprised at the lack of security, especially late at night in a high security area.
The freezing night air of Russia blew his two-toned hair in all directions, and almost froze his bare arms. Running at top speed, he found it had been easier to escape than he had thought it would be.
[I didn't even get to punch anyone...] He thought, almost upset at the idea.
He had to get his problem under control. His so called friends. The BladeBreakers. Would they understand? He doubted it. He had lost everything, the point of life, the aim of beyblading, and most importantly, he had almost totally lost his mind. He could never be considered normal with his anger problems and sadistic humour. Perhaps there was even occasional thoughts of suicide in there. All thoughts to do with ending a life washed over him. To him, they were hilarious, laughable. Was it possible for someone at only his age to be so far gone? Way past the point of ever even standing a chance at mental stability? He had even lost the reason for it all.
**************************************************************************** ****************************************
Back at the Abbey, Kai locked himself in his room after challenging the BladeBreakers to a match. He summoned a helicopter, and it seemed as if no one would dare disobey him.
Climbing in, he flung himself into a chair, settling so he was comfortable.
//Where to, sir?// The pilot asked.
//Lake Baikal// The only words Kai said until he saw the lake. A frozen paradise. All the trees were covered in snow, the lake was a giant iceberg. It looked so...cold...it gave a whole new meaning to showing no emotion.
He was going to bey alone. No team behind him, no one to back him up. As the copter started to descend, an image of the open wound on Tala's neck came to mind. Kai threw his head back and laughed the way a 'normal' person would laugh at a comedy gala. Stepping out into the cold air, he tried to hold his temper. Trying not to laugh out loud at the morbid thoughts in his head, he saw a plane approaching.
The BladeBreakers.
**************************************************************************** ****************************************
The cut on his neck had almost faded, his body still weak though. His mind was still sharp. Information was being fed to his brain, instructions for the World Finals of BeyBlading to be held at BioVolt Stadium, In Moscow.
//We may now speak his name. Awaken, Cyber-Tala!//
Pale Blue eyes opened, revealing a violent nature behind them. Gripping the upgraded Wolborg in his fist, he ignored all the liquid still running down his body. He knew his mission. And it wasn't just to win. It was exterminate.
Owari.
^_^ Yay! only 2 chapters this time! oh well, i should have more fics up in the next 2 weeks. school holidays rock. ^_^ hmm...i don't think i've ever actually thanked anyone for the help with my fics....lets see here then. MiNou/Gure/The One Known As Millia: i dont know, u change ur name all the time, but yeah, u've been a great help. *shrugs* u told me to try writing angst. look what happened. i got lots 'o reviews now!hehe. uh....lets see....all my other friends for NOT sending me to psych so i have to sit in that corridor from my dream, and major thanks to nek. coz without her help, a: i'd have really bad spelling mistakes through all my fics, b: uh, my fics wouldn't be up here if she didn't post them for me. so yeah. feel free to review and give me at least something other than the new V-Force series to look forward to since i have to get up at 7 to watch it! ^_^ hey, whos about to complain about watching kai and rei, huh? even though kai is currently gone-ish and rei is china...hey, its only the fourth ep! well, Ja!