Gothic: 20 reviews! Yay! I promise to update. Now we're going to have some fun, reasons, and the Cult are back!!!
MOA: Lets cheer Gothic on, as she's still ill, and yet still finds time to write.
Kai: Remember what was said in the last chapter. This follows on from it.
Kenny: I've lost Dizzi. Where did I put my laptop?!?!
Tyson: It's outside, in the rain, where you last left it.
Kenny: *runs outside in mad panic*
Tyson: *holding up Kenny's laptop grinning* Hehe. Works every time!
Gothic: On with the ficcie! Reviews please! "talking" {thinking}
Please note: This chapter features, and hints on racism. This may offend some people, and also focuses on the problems of racism that we face in this world we live in. Please do not take offence to the content of this chapter.
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Japan, 2002. The Granger Household
Everyone was lost in thought, the T.V giving out the news reports in the room next door. They were all about the conflict that was happening between Japan and Russia at the moment. It was a bit of a coincidence that there had been a disagreement between the two countries, due to Japan's dislike of Russia's republic rule, that striked out various laws illegal in Japan. These laws were not considered dangerous in Russia, and the republic state rulers had not included them in the country's state laws.
Ironic, thought Kai, that Nathan Kuyn would send for them now.
There could be a rebellion in Russia, if Russia accepted the illegal laws in Japan, and pleaded them illegal as well.
{Of course! That's why he's sent for us! There's already been word in Russia that there could be a rebellion, so Nathan's sent for the Cult, in case there is!}
With realisation dawning on Kai, he snapped out of what he had been thinking about, and focused on the concentrated looks of his friends.
"Is anyone else really listening to the news reports in there?" Hilary's confused look broke the silence.
"Well, if I listen long enough, I might just know why Nathan Kuyn sent for the Cult. So no, don't turn it off." Kai interrupted.
Hilary stared for a long moment, then turned away. Tyson however, was curious, and stuck his nose in, wanting to know what Kai had discovered.
"Hey! You said you might know why the Cult was sent for! Well? Are you gonna share with us?" Tyson faced the famous Kai Death Stare with a huge grin on his face.
"Think about it. The news reports are stating that Japan may declare war on Russia, over Russia's state laws. That could lead to a rebellion in Russia. If there is a rebellion, it'll be from the lower people, A.K.A.- me, Tala, and everyone in the Abbey. And as most people in the Cult are, or were in the Abbey, then…." Kai broke off, waiting for them to work it out.
"Of course! The members of the Cult are spread everywhere! If they are all gathered back again, there won't be problems recruiting everyone back again if a rebellion starts." Kenny, science wiz kid extraordinaire, worked it out in precisely 3.247 seconds. (Max was timing using Dizzi.)
"But why would the Cult get involved? Wouldn't there be enough protesters already?" Rei said.
"Boris and Voltaire are bound to get involved themselves. It's the perfect chance for fame and publicity. We are The Cult of Vengeful Bladers, meaning we are sworn to all chances of revenge on Boris. Besides, most Russians consider it the honourable thing to do for your country." Kai replied. He leaned back on the door post, lost in his thoughts. "The news would get to the members in Russia first anyway. That gave them the time needed to bring us all back. If this rebellion does break out, then transportation in, and out of the country will be halted, holding up the Cult progress in this."
"I have just one question." Max stood back, patiently waiting. "Are we coming, or are we going to fight for Japan?"
Kai was taken aback by this. The thought had never crossed his mind. This was going to take a long time to explain properly. The war would make them unnatural enemies, whereas they were natural allies when there was no racist bar between them.
"Um, aren't you American Max?" It was said with carefulness in Kai's voice, trying not to offend Max.
"So I am. But I can fight for either country, or I can take a back seat." He replied with cheerfulness, the differences in race not affecting him.
This surprised Kai. But still, they had the choice. It was up to them, he had no right to influence them, nor to take offence if they did not share his views. He was going to go back to Russia, and fight for his country, but this current situation must never break their friendship, lest it force them to resort to violence and racism.
"Well, I'm going to fight for Japan. This is dangerous ground, but it can be avoided." They were shocked at Rei's little speech. After all, they figured he'd take a back seat with Max.
"I'm gonna fight for Japan too. It's our country, and war will only tear things apart anyway." Hilary made her point, and stood by Rei as well.
"I'm in. I don't know where
this is going to go, but right now, it seems like the best thing to do." Kenny joined
the other two, standing by them."
"Well Tyson, I guess that means you're fighting for one side, and me the other."
Kai finished the little debate, and made things clear on who was fighting for who.
"But that don't make us enemies. You fight for Russia, and I'll fight for Japan. Then we'll see how things go." Rounding things off, everyone took up their places.
"I guess zat's zat then. You actually worked out why Nathan called us all back." They looked up, startled, as the figures of the various members of the Cult stood there in the doorway.
"Celina!" Kai greeted his sister, as the Russian Beybladers made themselves comfortable.
"War will not tear ze bonds here apart. Zis is what we have been fighting for, zis is what we want." She looked around at all of the different mixtures of race.
"We will stop zis war, before it is too late."
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Japan, 1997. The Mansion
Young Kai stood at the exit, staring away the darkness that consumed the city below. Tokyo was a beautiful place, but it held many lost memories for Kai. He knew not, as to where he had really come from, whether it was Japan or Russia. They told him he was Russian, that his memories were lost.
He couldn't even speak. Let alone find forgotten memories.
But still, if he was to ever remember, he would have to find his own way in this world. One day, one day he dreamed of truly knowing who he was, where he had come from, what his future was.
If he ever got that far. He grandfather was cruel, even heartless to him. He made sure Kai thought the ways he had once known. Ensuring that the future planned for Kai worked out, he was guaranteed a place in the top 10 richest people in the world.
Now had the Bladebreakers not got in the way, things might of worked out.
But for now, Kai knew nothing. He swayed his head gently with the wind, unaware of what the future held for him. Mind full of the few memories he had, he longed to know more.
Only, there were some memories that Kai would one day hate to remember.
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Gothic: My fingers hurt. I'm still poorly, but I got a writing streak going this evening, so I won't disappoint you. Now, reviews please! If you didn't understand any parts of the main storyline, drop me a review stating what, and I'll leave another one with a slightly better explanation. Well, updates soon!
For my version of Kai's past, including the Abbey days, then read my songfic 'I am Dead, I am Dead.' It's good, I promise!