He writhed in pain as the needle sunk in. Struggling madly, he managed to get free from the immense grasp. With his arm, half of his flesh was taken as the needle was still in his arm as he protested. Tala stood in the corner mesmerised by the fact that the bot could stand so much of the green serum. The boy had been a new recruit for abbey. He had been dragged away from his parents at the age of 3, and he seemed to have a fiery spirit. The red head watched as the boy panted with the effort he had just exerted. Stumbling, the boy backed away from the looming shadow of one of the abbey workers. The worker, who had a nametag, which read Boris, roughly grabbed his arm. Shouting in a rage, the boy bit Boris's hand and ran with what little strength he left.
Tala glided through the shadows at a hasty pace to keep up with the young boy. For such an age, he seemed strong and fast. There was something about him that showed why Voltaire had wanted him so much. Moths of careful planning had been taken and every option of escape was thought out and blocked. Now having to jog, Tala kept tail of the young explorer. The young boy had decided that the first door he came across would be his hiding place. The boy stepped in to the room and looked around at the tubes full of blue liquid and all species of animals.
As the boy and his unnoticed stalker wandered down the room, he came to a stop at the farthest tube. A soft voice was heard echoing off the walls.
"Why is this creature so familiar?" He mumbled. Inside the tube was a magnificent black wolf. As the small hand touched the glass, the wolf's eyes shot open. Gasping and stepping back, the boy began to shiver. Tala stepped forth from the shadows and walked silently to the boy, not making a sound. Without looking around, or even knowing who the Russian red head was, the boy sighed and spoke quite softly. "Tala" He whispered. Tala froze in his tracks and watched the young boy. The boy turned to face the said one. Just as Tala was going to ask how he knew, the door burst open, and many guards came rushing in. Not resisting, the boy followed silently. Those eyes flashed through the boy's mind.

Kai woke up covered in sweat. He hadn't understood or remembered that day. It was long ago, and as he had been in that accident with black Dranzer, he did not know where the memory was coming from. Kai panted heavily and looked at his sleeping team-mates. They were all there. The flustered bluenet looked at his clock. Only 2am. He still had an hour of sleep left. Deciding to use that to train instead, he got dressed silently and walked outside to the full moon. He walked slowly to his destination. The Beystadium in the garden of the hotel they where staying at. Preparing his Dranzer blade, he thought back to the dream.
Just thinking about it made his head hurt. He stopped thinking about it, but the images bombarded him over and over again. They were more like quick flashes of his past. The flash of a scene replaced almost immediately by another scene. Kai clutched his head desperately to rid himself of the unknown images in his mind. The flashes became faster and faster and the Russian boy's normally pale skin became as white as a sheet. With a short concluding shout, he fell into the depth of unconsciousness.

The alarm bleeped repeatedly in Tyson's face. Max began to snicker as Rei lost his temper. Grabbing Tyson by the collar of his pyjamas, he whacked the sleeping boy hard across the face. The only reaction was a stifled laugh as Max held his mouth.
"That's it" Rei declared. He picked Tyson up once more and threw him down the stairs. A loud thump was heard, then a loud scream.
"REI!!! THAT WAS MEAN, I LIKE KAI'S METHODS BETTER" Tyson screamed up the stairs. He stormed up the stairs in a rage and slammed his door shut as he went to get changed. The neighbouring guests at the hotel watched Rei with a new found fear. Rei sent them a glare at full force, though it could never match up to Kai's death glare, the guests were sent scurrying back to their room where they believed they were safe. As everyone was gone, Max took away the hand from his mouth and laughed uncontrollably.
"D....D-D-Did you......s-see....his face?" He choked out between gasps. Tears where now leaking down his face as his wrapped his hands around his waist, as if he feared his sides would spilt. Max had just about recovered when Tyson came bounding out of his room as if nothing had happened.
"Max my old buddy, how's it going? Where's my breakfast?" He asked, turning to Rei for the answer to his second question. Everyone seat dropped. Trust Tyson to think only about food. Taking a deep breath, The Chinese boy left to go and start breakfast like every morning.
"Go get Kai in would ya though? He's probably training." Rei shouted to the bark blue haired boy. With a grin on his face, Tyson grabbed Max's hand and ran out of the room.
Rei put the frying pan on. Thinking to himself, he unconsciously got the ingredients of pancakes out. By the time only 10 minutes had gone, Rei had already made lots of large stacks of the pancakes. Smiling to himself he went and set the table. The rest should be here soon, he thought to himself, unless Kai's tried to kill him again. His attention was turned from his cooking and thoughts to a rather urgent shout from the garden.
The black haired boy used his cat like agility to run to the garden. Sure enough, Tyson Max and Kai where there. Kai had his back to him, and he seemed to be strangling Tyson. Max was shouting in horror. Something isn't right here, and I don't mean the fact that Kai's killing Tyson, Rei thought. He ran over and dragged Kai off Tyson. Spinning him around, Rei gasped.

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