Disclaimer: We do not own Beyblade. It belongs to Nelvana and the company that created it in Japan. I do own Alex Cross, Daniel Von Brown, Ryujin, Loborg, Megumi and Isis. This story takes place during the episode 'Out of the Past' and will run through the rest of the entire first season.  If you have any questions please contact us at ericpaladin@hotmail.com or nekowingzero@yahoo.com.

The Lost Blader
By: David Knight and Wingzero

Part 4
Liberation

Inside the walls of the Abbey, a red headed teen was curled up on the bed. Boris had grabbed him and literally threw him into the Demolition Boys vehicle. From there it was a nightmare, he had been punished severely for losing to Tyson, out of all people. Quietly, inside his room, he had enough time to reflect as his superiors were going over their losses and how to make up from them.

_How could I have lost to Tyson? It isn't possible. I had the power of several Bit Beasts, while he had only one. Even with the additional power, he still kept coming back, why? How was he able to attain the extra power to defeat me? I should have been able to win easily, but maybe it was destiny that I didn't win. Boris transformed me into a cyborg to give me the edge, but I don't think it helped me at all. There was something to that kid I still don't understand. Maybe it was the fire in his eyes when he battled or perhaps, it was because he had friends. Friends who supported him no matter what. Oh no, I can't be thinking like this, because Boris will punish me as if he hasn't punished me enough. Still, I didn't mind losing. Heck, I was surprised that I had shook his hand and agreed it was a great battle. It was one of the hardest fought battles I've ever had, but it shouldn't have been. Why?_

Standing up, Tala moved towards his dresser. He picked up his forgotten Beyblade and stared at the bit chip which held Wolborg his Bit Beast. Closing his eyes, he tried to feel a connection of any sort. There was nothing. He opened his blue eyes disappointedly. Somewhere inside him, he wanted to relate to his Bit Beast. The proverbial lightbulb clicked in his head.

_Maybe the reason, Tyson won was because he had a connection with his Bit Beast and I don't._ He sat down at the edge of his bed and fingered the bit chip in his hands. _Or it could be something else all together. Bit Beasts can be interchanged with other blades just as parts are, but something tells me that it is wrong. What's happening to me? Why am I thinking these things? Maybe Kai was right._ Tala looked dejectedly at the Bit Beast, which reminded him of his stay at the Abbey.

Tossing the blade to the ground, Tala pulled the covers over his body and tried to go to sleep.

Tried being the operative word.

* * *

"Man I can't believe we have to get stuck with guard duty." one of the men on duty outside the abbey groaned.

"Deal with it. Since we lost the championships its only a matter of time before the heat heads up on to the Abbey and Boris did say that he wanted to be notified the moment the authorities or Mr. Voltaire came our way." the commander told him.

"Yeah well at least no one is going to make it through the front gate with us out here." the guardsman said.

* * *

Alex Cross looked down from his vantage point and saw the increased awareness at the front gate. _Looks like going through the front door is out of the question. I'll have to back track and go through the second entrance Kai showed me in order to get in. If that doesn't work..._ he smiled as he held his blade close to him, _Well then I'll just have to make an door then, won't I?_

* * *

In his room, Tala finally did manage to fall asleep, but his dreams were anything but pleasant.

They were a nightmare.

* * *

He could see a younger version of himself playing out in his parents yard. He had been a happy boy with a normal childhood until Boris showed up. In that day, he lost more than his parents. He lost his identity as the men took him away from his loving family.

On that fateful day, Tala had been training with the newly bought Beyblade. His parents bought him a Beyblade for his birthday and his father helped him to create a makeshift stadium in their front yard. His mother had been cooking in the kitchen while she kept an eye on him. He sometimes was a trouble maker, but with his new toy, he was too occupied. His father was inside their home, fixing a few things on his day off of work. He remembered chasing after his Beyblade and caught up with it at the fence.

A violet haired man then approached him. They had a friendly chat with Tala backing away from this stranger. He didn't know what the stranger wanted from him, but he was scared. Finally, several men came onto their property. They all wore the letters BC on their jackets. The strange man had ordered the parents to be brought from their hiding places. When they were brought before him, he made sure that the young child was around to see what happened.

"What do you want from us?" Tala's mother asked the stranger.

"We have nothing of value," Tala's father argued.

"You have something I want," the stranger sneered. His eyes went down to their son.

"Please, take anything you like, but please leave our son," the parents begged him.

He brushed their requests aside and pulled out a gun. "You have nothing I would want except the boy. You are completely useless to me and I think you know what I do with useless objects?" He pulled the trigger without any thought or hesitation.

Two bodies fell limp to the floor. The blood pooled around their lifeless bodies. The stranger had shot his two parents with deadly accuracy. Tala didn't know what was going on at the time, but he watched. When he saw his parents fall to the ground, he tried to run towards them, but he was held back. As soon as he started crying, he felt the sting from the contact of a hand to his cheek. He unconsciously raised his hand to his injured cheek.

"Crying is for the weak. Remember that." The stranger, who later was identified as Boris, walked into the vehicle with the red head not far behind him.

* * *

Tala suddenly bolted upright in his bed. Sweat pouring off his injured skin. He had been having these nightmares before, but he shrugged them off. This time, it was different. He couldn't get it out of his mind and it was beginning to unnerve him. He glanced over to the clock to realize it was still nighttime. As much as he wanted to go back to sleep, he can't seem to stop thinking about that nightmare. It seemed so real and the pain was excruciating when he went through it. Well, when he went through the dream sequence, it seemed so real. He placed his hands on his head as he felt his head spin.

_Why wasn't I able to remember this? Was it because Boris wanted me to become a perfect blader or his instrument? No, he had Kai, but Kai left the Abbey. This is too confusing. If it was such a tragic event, why wasn't I able to remember? Why can't I remember?_

Making his hand into a fist, he punched the wall closest to him, not caring whether he felt the physical pain. Right now, he was in inner turmoil and he didn't know how to solve it.

Tala's body shook with anger. Using his extra strength, he crushed the lock to his room with no problem. He could have done that before, but he had consequences to consider. Now, he could care less. Storming past the other room, he noticed the other children looking at him. They had heard the crunching of the metal underneath his hand. Everyone kept out of his way as he stormed over towards Boris' office. He knew where it was from the countless times he had to report there.

'I want an answer now!' Tala looked down at his blade. 'One way or the other, Boris is going to tell me what I want to know! I don't care about the sequences! I just want this nightmare to end!'

* * *

Boris sat in his office, observing his computer screen and seeing the readout that there was. 'So... he remembered after all. How disappointing...' a sinister grin came to his face, 'But then again that just gives me a new experiment to work with.' He silently and patiently waited for the subject in question to enter into his office.

The door slammed open and Boris put on a smile once he saw the subject, "Can I help you Tala?"

"You...." Tala growled; his voice dripping with venom. "You killed my parents and forced me to come to this rat infested building."

"Yes. I did indeed kill your parents. I'm surprised you managed to recover that memory," Boris said casually, as if making small talk, "But then again its just one of the many memories we erased from your mind."

"I'm sick of your twisted games," Tala spat. "I know killing you won't bring my parents back, but I'm not going to allow you to erase any more of my memories. Good bye!" He turned to walk away from the man, who caused him so much pain.

"My boy, who ever said you had any choice in the matter?" Boris chuckled.

Tala froze in his steps when he heard those words. Suddenly he felt a surge of electricity coursing throughout his body. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!' was his thought as he fell down on the ground, clutching himself. With a shaking body, he looked up to see Boris towering over him with a remote control device in his hands. "Bastard!" He gritted his teeth, not wanting Boris to have the satisfaction of hearing him yell. "What did you do to me?!"

"Did you really think I'd enhance you without leaving an insurance policy. You are worth more than a million dollars to Biovolt after all," Boris sneered, "This little device in my hands sends out signals which are received by the implants in your body. Those implants then send out volts of electricity through you. If I wanted to, I could turn the dial so high up I could make you blacker than burnt toast."

"Then you would have wasted those million dollars," Tala countered, not bothering to stand up.

"True... but I intend to get my moneys worth and then some." Boris said as he snapped his fingers, several guards coming to him. "Take Tala back to the basement lab on floor 3. I believe its time... re-educate my project once again."

Tala struggled to get out of the guards' hold; however, he was severely weakened by the electrical shock. He settled for glaring at Boris. "I'm not your project and never will be!"

All Boris did was smile as he was carried away.

* * *

Alex stayed glued to the wall as he waited for the guards to shift and move out of the way just enough for him to run right through the only avenue that he could get to make it across to the other side without being seen. _Looks like they decided to beef up the internal defenses as well. Can't say I blame them though. I mean, if you knew your time was running out, wouldn't you do everything you to stay alive?_

"Man I can't believe Tala, what was he thinking?"

"Hrmph. Serves him right though. At least he'll learn the price for failure."

"As if we didn't. You forgetting how Boris punished all of us once we were in that van. Even you Ian and you didn't even blade in the tournament."

_Ian, Spenser and Bryan. Three of the Demolition Boys._ Alex mused as he heard their voices coming down a hallway, _But what was that about Tala?_

"Well soon we'll see how Boris is going to punish Tala. Should be good." Spenser sneered.

"Do you have a fetish for pain?" Bryan muttered.

Alex didn't hear anything else from them but saw the direction that they were going in.

He decided to follow them, knowing they would take him right to Tala. However once Alex got there he saw that security was looking tight. _Damn. The only way to get in is through the front door. How am I going to be able to do that?_ Suddenly he heard a set of footsteps coming from behind him and when he saw what was behind him, he smiled. _I think I just got my answer._

* * *

Tala's blue eyes opened to find the rest of his team, trooping into the room. The guards had been placing him on a table with metal restraints on his wrists and legs. Those same eyes followed the rest of his teammates and they didn't even bother looking at Boris. He wondered what was going through their mind as they saw their team captain being strapped onto the table for his punishment.

"What's going on?" Bryan asked.

"You're just in time to see what happens when you dare to disobey Biovolt," Boris said coldly, "Tala here tried to leave, forgetting his place is as our servant, to work toward our glorious goal of a new world order. I'm afraid that he has allowed emotion to get the better of him."

"Hrmph. Figures you were too soft always." Spenser snorted.

"You're all heartless," Tala spat. He turned towards the rest of the Demolition Boys. "So you think emotions are weak? Though I considered friendship to be weak, I now see it as a strength. A friend once asked me if I had anyone who will stay by my side even when I'm defeated? Will anyone be there even though I don't want them? That made me realize Boris wanted only results. He doesn't care about us. If we fail, we are considered useless and disposed of. What do you think happened to your predecessors?"

"Silence!" Boris snapped, pulling out the device again as he sent electricity throughout Tala's body, making him squirm and writher in pain.

"Better to be heartless than a lame duck," Ian said.

Spenser chuckled, "Looks like you're up the creek without even a boat."

Bryan said nothing, not even looking at Tala.

Boris took his finger off the switch and Tala stopped feeling the electricity in his body. He went over to his computer and pulled up a file, which he put on the monitors. "You see this Tala. These are the schematics for what I did to you. Implanting your hands with cybernetics as well as certain parts of your mind. That's how I'm able to control what I want you to remember or forget, when you are hooked into this machine that is." Boris turned around to face him, "However, I feel that you just aren't... coldhearted enough to be with us." Snapping his fingers, two scientists brought out several mechanical pieces of equipment. Bone saws, scalpels and cybernetic limbs. "I think its time to increase your upgrade. By the time I'm through with you, you truly will be the ultimate blader, one with no human frailties or emotions at all."

"What if I want to keep my emotions?" Tala questioned back. "So what if I have human weaknesses, at least I'm human!"

"You will be what ever I wish," Boris sneered, "Haven't you already figured it out Tala. Your life belongs to Biovolt, therefore belongs to me and Voltaire. I decide your fate. To put it simply, I am your God."

"The only thing you are is a Devil."

"Huh?" Boris blinked, seeing that he heard that from one of the two guards standing at the door, "Did ask for your opinion? My orders are for all guards to remain silent unless spoken to."

The guard said nothing as the other one was looking confused for a moment. Suddenly without warning, the guard that had spoken aloud slammed his fist into the second guard's face knocking him out. He then smashed the door lock from the inside of the room, effectively sealing them inside the lab. "Hate to burst your bubble, but I don't work for you."

"What is the meaning of this?" Boris growled as he took a step back.

Bryan wisely decided to stay out of this as this intruder seemed to know how to fight. Spencer and Ian both readied their launchers to fire at Boris' command.

The guard ripped off his cloak and then threw away the hood to reveal one very pissed off blonde haired blue eyed blader, "I thought Voltaire was sick by actually authorizing you to do what you did to Tala, but you Boris. You take the cake," he said with disgust, "All you can think about is how to increase the pain and agony. You aren't even an animal. You are an evil monster, pure and simple."

"Alex Cross..." Boris spoke with venom. Unlike others, Boris knew almost right way this was the former world champion. He looked almost as he did the last time Boris ever saw him five years ago. He was surprised but not worried about his appearance. "What do you hope to accomplish by breaking into the Abbey? I thought you would have taken the hint and stayed lost.  Bryan, Spencer, Ian, attack the intruder."

Spencer and Ian both launched their blades at Alex, but Bryan stood here without his launcher in hand. He couldn't attack another human head on, but he followed orders at the tournament. Seeing Rei in the condition he was in, he felt a pang of guilt for being the one who placed him in the hospital.

"Bryan, what are you waiting for?" Boris growled at the reluctant Demolition Boy. "Now look what you have done, Tala!"

"Sorry to be the bearer of bad news Boris but this isn't the first time I've broken in," Alex said coldly, as he had decided not to be playful in this encounter. This time, he would be like the dragon. Fierce and unyielding, "Allow me to show you why," he let his blade fly and called out, "Go Ryujin!"

The Dragon Bit Beast roared to life, coming out of his blade, looking far more pissed off than Alex did and that was saying something, 'Hello Boris,' The dragon roared, 'I'm looking forward to severing your head from your body for all the pain you've caused to me and my brethren!'

Boris took a step back and trembled before the sight of the Bit Beast. "How is it even possible? Bit Beasts are mindless creatures, meant to serve humans!"

Spencer and Ian appeared to be nervous. They didn't like the sight of the dragon; however, they didn't want to be seen as weak. They knew that they will be replaced if they were seen as weak and worthless so they had their Bit Beasts attack simultaneously at the dragon. In the corner, Bryan huddled. _So this is what fear feels like._ The violet haired blader thought to himself.

Tala twisted and turned his head, trying to see what was going on. Suddenly, he saw the large Bit Beast hovering over Boris and boy, did the dragon ever look pissed off.

"You think you are so smart, believing your are superior to everyone else," Alex said coldly as he stared at Boris, his eyes bearing down at him, "News flash. You aren't. You corrupted Daniel with your ideology and now it failed him when he battled me. Now he's nothing but a hallow shell, the result of his Bit Beast exacting penance for what was done to him by you and your people once I freed him."

"Shut up! You're just a weak loser that is going to go down!" Spenser roared. "Seaborg! Attack!"

Alex looked down at the blades and saw what Spenser was doing but also what Ian was. Both were so intent on frontal attack that they were ignoring their defense. 'Perfect'. "Ryujin soar!"

"Huh?" Ian muttered as he and others saw Alex's blade take off into the air for a bit before he called out, "Now Flare Spear!"

Faster than anyone could react, the blade became bright red and rushed down back to earth. Spenser saw it and had Seaborg go to defense, trying to get ready to defend against the attack, believing that he would have been attacked.

He was not Alex's target. Ian was. The blade slammed right into Ian's cracking right through its defense rings and causing damage to the blade.

"Wyborg! Get up! Begin..."

"Finish it Ryujin." Alex said coldly, his blade turning back around and plowed into Ian's blade once, causing it to crack some more. Spenser saw it and was trying to decide what to do but before he could, Ryujin gave two more slams to Ian's blade, the third one finally shattering it. Alex looked at Spenser in the eyes, "You're next."

"Seaborg, go into defense before he attacks you!" Spencer yelled at his Bit Beast, who immediately went into a defensive position.

"Let's see how strong you are," Alex said calmly, "Ryujin, Flame Breath!"

The attack hit the whale Bit Beast, but Seaborg managed to withstand the onslaught of the intense heat. It then set up another defense as Spencer tried to think of a way to defeat the intruder.

"Is that all you have?" Spencer taunted, thinking that it was the dragon's best attack.

Alex however kept his game face on, "Turn it up a notch Ryujin. Crimson Inferno."

The dragon gave a roar as even more intense flames started to appear out of thin air, one of them drawing a line between Boris and his computers. Some of the flames hit seaborg, but not to seriously damage him. Interestingly enough though, the flames soon formed a ring of fire, one that surrounded Spenser's blade.

"Seaborg, tsunami wave! Douse that fire ring!" Spencer ordered his whale Bit Beast to do. A tidal wave came crashing down the ring of fire, but it weakened the whale. "Again, but this time hit the dragon!"

The whale Bit Beast acknowledged its masters orders and attacked the dragon with a tidal wave of water; however, they weren't prepared for what was going to happen next.

"Time to finish this," Alex said as his eyes narrowed, "Megiddo Rush!" Ryujin gave out a roar as he merged with his blade, transforming into a giant comet of fire and brimstone that was hurtling straight for Spencer's blade. The only thing between them was the tidal wave that Seaborg had created going for Alex's blade.

"Ha!" Spenser sneered, a bit of his smugness returning, "Don't you know natural law of the elements? Water always beats fire."

The comet impacted on the tidal wave, and for a moment it was engulfed in the wave. Spenser started to laugh believing he had over come this intruder and his Bit Beast... until he saw the fire comet rip right through the tidal wave and plow right into his blade, utterly demolishing it upon impact, save for the bit chip. "No! It can't be!"

"I had my doubts of being able to destroy your blade even with Ryujin's finisher, so I decided to weaken you first," Alex told him.

"What? You mean..."

"That my other attacks were simply designed to weaken your blades defense and endurance, all part of my trap," Alex said coldly as Ryujin remerged from his blade, still looking as menacing as he did before.

*BANG!*

Alex very nearly got shot in the arm, as it was the bullet only grazed his arm. He turned forward and saw Boris holding a 9 millimeter handgun.

"You are really an annoyance," Boris hissed, "But I must admit, that was extremely good blading. It's a pity you have such a narrow minded view of the world."

"Like your old boss Voltaire?" Alex asked.

"Hmm... what do you mean by 'old boss'?" Boris asked intrigued.

"I mean before I came here, I paid him a visit," Alex said with a sly smirk, "Right now he should be getting fitted for his new clothes. I think prison orange would look best on him."

"What do you mean by that?" Boris asked, not liking where this was heading.

"What do you think I mean?" Alex said with the smirk on his face, "Let me spell it out for you then. Voltaire is not coming back. As of now, he's under arrest for crimes against humanity and you're looking at the guy that handed him over to the authorities."

"I doubt they can pin anything on him as well as me," Boris laughed maniacally. "You see boy." He emphasized his last word. "I have friends in high places and the best lawyers. What do you hope to accomplish with your measly assets?"

"That won't do you squat if you can't 'find' Voltaire," Alex said with a knowing grin, "You see Boris, I got friends in high places too. The only difference is, I haven't used them because I haven't had the desire to live ever since what you set into play five years ago. Now I do."

"Then it will be such a pity that you have to die so soon after getting your life back." Boris laughed maniacally, "And I don't think your Bit Beast can attack me before I pull this trigger."

Alex growled, as he knew that Boris was right on that count. There was no way that Ryujin could get to him faster than Boris could pull the trigger. _Damn it... I should have never left my eyes off of him._

Unbeknownst to them, a violet haired Demolition Boy snuck up behind Boris. His hand was in a fist as he sent it crashing down on his mentor. He looked up at Alex. "I don't want lives to be wasted needlessly. Please," he forced that word out, "take Tala and get out of here. I won't stop you and neither will the other two." The two mention boys were kneeling over their respective Beyblades, trying to figure out what went wrong.

"...thank you." Alex said, surprised that yet another of the Demolition Boys would show signs of humanity. Going down to Boris's body, he found the device that he used to send the shocks through Tala's body. 'Even if I destroy this, he could always build another one and I don't know what the range of this device is. I can't leave with Tala without making him safe.' He looked at the red haired boy, absolutely froze and probably wondering what was going to happen next. Alex wasn't sure what to do but then remembered the computer as well as the two scientists who were huddled out in the back. He had nearly forgotten about them, but knew they weren't any threat. Now however they would be useful.

"Which one of you two knows how to handle this computer set up?" neither one answered Alex, "Are you human beings or animals?" still no response, "Fine then. Either one of you comes up and does what I want, or Ryujin turns you to ash."

"You're bluffing," one of them, a lanky looking young man, said.

Alex looked at his Bit Beast, who nodded and let off a fire attack that fried spare equipment in the far right corner. He looked them both dead in the eyes, "Do you really want to bet your lives on that?"

The other one, one who looked older than the lanky one came forward and sat in the chair, "What do you want me to do?"

"Find the circuits that are involved with sending Tala pain throughout his body. Any and all kinds." Alex told him, "And then burn them out, permanently."

The older man nodded as he set about doing what Alex said. Neither one of them noticing that the lanky man had gone and picked up Boris's gun and had it at Bryan's head. "Hold it! No one move or I am going to blow this traitor's brains out! Do you hear me! I am not going to lose my life because of some brat kids!"

'No. You won't.' a grave voice spoke from behind him.

The lanky man didn't even have time to move as he was swatted like a fly by Ryujin, impacting against the wall and being knocked out unconscious.

Alex let out a smile then, 'Well I wasn't about to make the same mistake twice now.'

"It's done," the scientist at the computer announced, "The circuits are burned out. Even if someone used the remote, there wouldn't be any receivers to accept the signals."

"Good... now download everything you can onto these." Alex said holding up five CDs, "The specs on what was done to Tala, info on the mutated Bit Beasts, the blades you create, and info on the world championships that happened five years ago."

"Alright," the man said, wondering how he would get out of this trouble that he would now be in.

Alex went to where Tala was and started to undo his restraints while looking over at Bryan, "When Boris wakes up you can tell him it was geek boy that backstabbed him." he motioned to the unconscious scientist. "He then helped me destroy the pain receptors in Tala but before we could all escape you managed to attack him and knock him out while we ran. This way, you and the man at the computer are safe." he removed the plug that had been attached to Tala's skull, now almost done removing all of the restraints.

Bryan nodded his head. His eyes went over to his teammates. "I'll take care of them. Just get Tala out of here before it's too late."

Tala stared at his teammate not believing the words he heard coming out of his mouth. There was hope for him, but he couldn't leave him behind. Some day, he would come back and help Bryan out of this mess. For now, he could only offer his thanks. "Thank you... Bryan."

The mentioned boy nodded his head.

After saying those words, Tala soon passed out, the amount of pain he had been forced to endure in such a short amount of time just too much for him to endure. Alex ended up lifting the boy over his shoulders, _Looks like I'm going to have to carry him out of here._ He turned back to the scientist, "You have it?"

"Yes. Everything you requested." the scientist handed Alex back the CDs, now filled with incriminating information. "Go down through the back of the lab. You'll find an emergency ladder system that you can take straight to the surface. It's supposed to be used in case of emergencies and power failures."

"Thank you." Alex said gratefully.

"You realize even if you present this they'll use their lawyers to try to slow things down."

"Reality of the situation is that Biovolt's dying," Alex told him as he pocketed the disks, "My advice to you sir, find a way to get out of it, before it comes crashing down... but just in case, what's your name."

"Jackson. Oliver Jackson."

"Thank you Mr. Jackson. You made the right choice today... now stand back." Alex ordered him and the man did as he was told. "Ryujin... destroy it all!"

'With pleasure!' The Bit Beast roared as he let out his flames, searing and so hot that they were melting down the equipment though some of them started to explode. Luckily everyone had the good sense to get out of the way of the exploding machines, even the two unresponsive Demolition Boys.

"Well that takes care of that," Alex smiled, however pounding on the steel door that led into the lab made it vanish, "Looks like I've worn out my welcome. Time to jet," Before he left though he cast one more look at Bryan, _I'm sorry... I'm sorry I couldn't help you, or the others in this Abbey. But one day, one day I promise you that you all will be free._ With that he ran with Tala on his back and Ryujin returned his blade and jumped up into his master's free hand. They made their way to the ladder system. He threw his blade down, "Ryujin seal the door. We might need the extra time to get out of here." His Bit Beast came out and fused the door solid with his flames. The Bit Beast returned back to his blade once more and Alex pocketed his blade. He looked up at the ladder system. "This is going to be one hell of a climb," he sighed as he started to make the climb to his and Tala's freedom.

* * *

Back in the lab, Boris was only now just waking up as the guards finally broke the door down, "What is going on! Who was the traitor that..." when he saw the destruction around him, his face paled and his jaw was hanging, "MY SYSTEM! Countless years of research all destroyed in the blink of an eye!" he got up, his eyes even under his mask looking like a hawk's, wanting to find his prey, "Who is responsible for this!"

"It was him," Bryan said, pointing towards the unconscious scientist. "He and Alex were working together to free Tala. I had managed to knock him out, but there was nothing I could do about Alex or your computers. He forced the other scientist to erase the Tala's program. The others were useless as they were more concerned about their Bit Beast than the welfare of you and Biovolt."

He motioned towards the two gaping Demolition Boys.

Boris growled as he clenched his fists, he decided to take into account what had happened as he went to pick up his discarded gun and walked over to the Demolition Boys, hitting them in the face to wake them out of their stupor before walking towards the scientist who was only starting to wake up now. He looked at everyone in the room.

"Take heed, for this is the fate of traitors," Boris said emotionlessly as he pointed the gun right at the scientist's head just as his eyes opened up.

"Sir! I..."

*BANG!*

The scientist fell dead face first into the ground. Boris looked at the guards who stood absolutely still, "Get this garbage out of my sight now." he said in the same deadly manner he had spoken right before he had killed the scientist. He looked then at the surviving scientist, "Get your fellow men in here now to fix my system at once." he turned toward Bryan, "You are now team captain of the Demolition Boys until told otherwise. Now all of you get out of my sight."

"Yes sir," Bryan said, before he marched over towards the other Demolition Boys and literally dragged them out of sight. As much as he wanted to see them receive their punishment, he didn't have the heart to after seeing a man killed right before his very own eyes.

_Good thing he bought it,_ the violet haired teen, now captain of the Demolition Boys thought. His two teammates were completely shocked that Boris had named Bryan as their new team captain. Furthermore, they couldn't believe Alex helped Tala escape. Spencer was looking forward to the punishment Tala was going to be receiving until he was faced with receiving his own punishment.

In the ruined lab, Boris was beside himself as he looked at one of the computers that were left, its monitor anyway. "You think you've accomplished some sort of victory here, Cross? You haven't. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. But mark my words..." he let out a roar of rage as he slammed his right fist through the monitor, breaking it with ease, releasing some of his mental pain, and yet he felt no pain from what he had just done.

His face, normally an emotionless mask, was contorted by rage, "You will pay for what you have done."

* * *

After what seemed like an eternity, Alex finally managed to get back to where he had parked his car. He didn't waste any time though. He put Tala in the passenger side and had him buckled up, just so he wouldn't go flying around since he was unconscious. He got into the driver's seat and started driving as fast as he possibly could from the Abbey's grounds without attracting any attention from any local law enforcement.

It wasn't until Alex was actually in Moscow that he actually took the time relax a little in the car. He needed a place to stay though, just needed to figure out where though. It was then that he remembered the cell phone that Mr. D had given to him. He pulled into a parking lot and made a call, "Mr. D. It's Alex. I need another favor."

To Be Continued...