Gothic: Well, you reviewed, you asked for more of the story, so here it is! Now you meet the mysterious force watching through the trees that wasn't the Saint Shields! (I think that's what Ozuma and the others in his Beyblading group are called…) On with the ficcie!!
Kai: *leaning against wall* Why do I bother? MOA, you do the disclaimer. I have to sulk for a while.
MOA: Fine. Gothic does not own it, but does own Siseki and Celina Hiawati, as well as Nathan Kuyn. Gothic! Are you going to tell them then?
Gothic: Oh, that. Okay people, I have repetitive strain of my wrists at the moment from typing wrong for the last two years. As a result, I have a condition threatening to deform my baby fingers permanently. I am now learning to type properly, but my typing will be a lot slower for a while. This means updates will only happen when I write the next chappies. Sorry about that!
Kai: Good job too. I don't get as much torture. And when someone lower down says 'brohzer', they actually mean 'brother.
MOA: Hey! Lay off Gothic! She ain't done nothing wrong! On with the ficcie before I scratch his eyes out!! Oh and: "talking" {thinking}.
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Russia, 1994. Balkov Abbey.
A 6 year old Kai ran through the corridors. He had to find her, his sister needed his help. Siseki, his younger sister had threatened to kill Kai's other sister, Celina. Celina and Kai were both members of the Cult, whereas Siseki wasn't. Somehow, she knew about them, and, in her anger, had threatened to kill Celina, then take her own life.
"Siseki, please. Put the knife down. There's no need for this mindless game." Celina shrank away from the younger girl like a terrified animal.
"Game? You think this a game sister? I am only a 4 year old girl. You are 9, more than double my age. Why are you so scared?" Cold, scornful eyes surveyed the room.
"I am scared because you threaten my life. I cannot alone defeat you. Siseki, you hold the upper hand." Still crouched in her corner, the wise girl tried desperately to keep the crazy younger girl talking.
"If I hold this 'upper hand', then I could kill you right here, right now. Any reasons as to why I shouldn't just thrust this blade into you?" It had become teasing, and Siseki was running the blade along her pale, bare arms.
"Because I love you, and you are my sister." It was most likely to make the insane 4 year old sneer with laughter, but it was worth a shot.
She did laugh. An evil, sneering cry of pure deadly laughter rang around the room.
"Oh, sister. How naïve you are. You really think pleas of love and happiness will help you? I think not. Die sister!"
A corridor away, young Kai stopped in pure shock as a deathly scream for help of someone surely dying rang through the endless corridors.
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Japan, 2002. The River Bank.
"Come on guys! I'm hungry! How much longer do we have to sit here and watch Kai and Rei battle?" Tyson complained as his stomach rumbled in agreement.
"You mean Kai's once in a year battle Tyson. I'm surprised he actually took up Rei's challenge." Max jokingly put in.
"Uh, Max, this really isn't the time. Besides, I'm still working out how we're going to defend our bitbeasts against the Saint Shields." Kenny, brain box as ever, sat comfortably upon the nearby slope of the bank. Kai surprisingly enough, wasn't really concentrated upon the battle. He let Rei win, and then took up his usual position against the wall. The battle had been over in two minutes.
"Good battle Kai. You wanna work on that technique"
"Not now. I'll see you guys later. I'll be around somewhere." Kai took to the streets, and carefully walked off, his mind clearly on other things,
{I wonder what's bothering him. It must be important if it's distracting Kai.}
Rei shook the thought from his mind and joined the others as they went for something to eat. Nobody noticed the shadows that appeared around them. They did pay attention when the shadows jumped from walls and buildings, revealing themselves to be human.
"Hey! What do you freaks think you're doing??!!" Tyson, megaphone extraordinaire shouted at the incoming figures.
They all seemed strange, as if there was a deep secret about them. It was Rei who noticed it. Every single member of this group had Kai's 'triangles' on their cheeks, and each one had that 'glint', in his or her's eyes.
{Okay, this is getting worrying. What do these people want, and why do they have similar appearances to Kai?}
Rei was getting considerably worried, as the little group came in closer.
"Man you guys could really use a sun tan. You're all looking awfully pale." Hilary, stating the obvious, received numerous looks from everyone around her. Finally, a girl came forward. With a considerable foreign accent, she spoke to the Bladebreakers:
"Could yu repeat zat pleease? And speeak slowerr so zat we cann understand yu." Her voice was thick, and she clearly would have been able to communicate better in her own native language.
"O…kay. Um, do you like, have a name then?" Tyson did slow down his speech, but some showed obvious signs that they were straining to understand him.
"I am Celina Hiawati. We seek my brohzer, who is here in Japonee." Her accent wasn't easy to place, and the people around her were shifting uneasily.
"Did you just say your name was Celina Hiawati? And what do you mean by brohzer?" Tyson began to question the slightly confused girl in front of him. She looked about 18, with two toned, silvery grey hair. Her eyes, which were a cross between crimson and deep mahogany brown, surveyed the angry Japanese teen in front of her.
(A/N: I don't like Kai's grey eyes in the second series, so they're still my favourite mysterious crimson coloured ones in this fic! I thought they were brown at first!)
"Tyson, calm down. I think she means 'brother', and she is foreign, from what I can tell from her accent." Rei's serious voice intervened the situation. "What country are you from Celina?"
"We are fromme Russiare! (She means Russia. 0_0) My brohzer, he fromme Russiare as well!" She spoke with triumph and pride in her voice.
"Well, I guess we'll have to take you back with us, I have a good guess as to who her brother is." Kenny quickly made sense of the situation, and dragged Tyson backwards, causing him to stumble and trip.
"Kenny! Let go! I wanna know more. Why are you guys here anyway?" Tyson struggled against Kenny's grip, but Rei and Max helped, and Tyson was dragged away from the slightly scared Russian. Then, a young boy stepped forward. He had a clearer accent, but it still had glitches.
"If yu pleez, we must go back soon. We need Celinia's brohzer to comme. Nathan Kuyn requieres all members back." The boy spoke slowly, but understandable.
"We'll have to take them back with us. Come on guys." Kenny motioned towards the pathway home, and the little group obediently followed them.
"Hey, um, guys? Who's Nathan Kuyn? And what do you mean by 'you have to go back soon', anyway?" Max, curious as ever, tried to speak slow enough for the eagerly following Russians to understand him.
"Go back to Russiare, of course. And Nathan Kuyn is the leader of the Cult." Celina, who had been observing the view from the roadside, answered Max.
"What the heck is the Cult?" Hilary looked with confusion and her usual hothead expression at Celina.
"But, but my brohzer neva tolds yu? About ze Cult?" Celina looked away, and mumbled something in Russian.
"Uh, no. Wanna share?" Hilary, optimistic as ever, sharply put in an answer.
"Ze Cult would probably be better explained by my brohzer. Ask him."
A look of hurt and confusion crossed her face. Other girls came forward and spoke reassuring words to her in Russian. There was silence as they turned the corner into Tyson's street.
And found Kai leaning against the doorframe, fully aware of the confusion around him.
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Gothic: Well, that was it for this chappie. If there are any words Celina or anyone else said that you didn't understand, tell me in an email or review, and I'll leave another review or email with the English or American translation. Reviews please!!