Outcast
Disclaimer: refer to previous chapter
---- Kate ----
I walked towards Kai's room quietly, so the others would not know that I was approaching. So Kai wouldn't know. His friends were nice enough to help me, but I had a gut feeling that it wouldn't work. And I was right. He didn't really consider them his friends very much after all. I would have to take matters into my own hands.
He was just coming out of his suite and had closed the door behind him when I arrived. He took one look at me and looked the other way, attempting to walk right past. I grabbed his elbow and he flung my hand off.
"Leave me alone."
"You can't have possibly thought that you could avoid me forever."
"Leave me alone."
I was getting frustrated. Was that all he could say to me? Okay, so I may be annoying him quite a fair bit, but is THAT all he can manage? I'd thought that Voltaire would teach him more than that. I told him as much.
"How long are you going to keep this up?" I asked, keeping my temper in control. He still did not look at me, but I could see the emotions warring in his eyes. A struggle for control against anger, betrayal and hurt.
"You abandoned me."
I knew at once why he treated me like trash. It wasn't because I was annoying him - it was because he had been lied to and fed a horribly twisted truth about what happened between Voltaire, my husband and myself. My heart twisted into a knot.
"Your grandfather - my father - wronged us all," I began hesitantly. "I didn't abandon you, Kai, and I never would have. It was just that it would have been impossible for me to have come for you when I was not your legal guardian anymore."
"So you left me, just because you were afraid you would get sued?"
"IT WASN'T LIKE THAT!" I yelled. Kai then looked at me full in the face. He was hurt and confused, but his face was hard. "If you would only listen, I could explain what really happened that day."
There was a long moment of silence in which neither of us moved or spoke. Kai was considering my words and I was waiting for his reply. He was the first to look away.
"Fine."
---- Kai ----
We went back to my room. I was not about to have anyone see me with her in a public place just yet. Frankly, I didn't agree to this only because I want to hear about the stupid day I was abandoned. I just wanted to get her out of my hair. Out of my life.
"One word of warning," I told her. "Make it short. I don't want to stay here forever."
"He came that day with papers stating that he was officially your legal guardian and that your father and I had no visitation rights at all. How it happened, I don't know, but it was there and it was real. I tried to get you back, of course, but Voltaire had hired the best lawyers and bribed the judge. I couldn't really do anything about it."
"First of all," I replied impatiently. "I have found a few flaws in this 'story' of yours."
"I will explain anything you ask."
"Voltaire raised me to take over the world. Why me, though? Why not you?"
"I had no talent, no skill with a blade," she replied immediately. "I detested Beyblading for being such a competitive, violent sport. I did not want to blade the way Voltaire expected. I had vowed that you, and any other sibling you might have, would not Beyblade at all. However, when Voltaire saw you, he knew you had the skill and God-given talent of the best."
"Beyblading is my life."
"He MADE you think it was," she insisted. "He made it seem so appealing, so wonderful to you at such a young age that you became obsessed with it. He then fed you his power-hungry, vicious ways of thinking so that you would use it to fulfil his plans."
I realised I was staring and looked away.
"What about my - my father?"
The question came out in barely a whisper. I was not accustomed to saying the words 'my father' and 'my mother'. It was always 'my grandfather'. In all the years I had spent in the abbey and in Japan, I had always associated 'guardian' with 'grandfather' and not mother or father. I was hardly even aware that I still had parents.
"Your father was a heartless bastard," Kate said bitterly. "He never loved either of us. He only married me for the money and when he realised that I was not going to inherit anything from Voltaire, he left me. That was shortly after we lost the court case."
She looked at me with those sick, hopeful eyes. I was almost disgusted to see that my features clearly reflected hers. But, on the other hand, I had the opportunity to grasp the one thing I had been denied all this time. A mother.
"I remember living at the abbey," I said quietly, before I could stop myself. "I used to watch all the other kids' parents visit them on a weekly basis. Voltaire never came to visit me. I used to think that my parents were dead."
"I'm sorry for annoying you and I know you have to competition to prepare for," she apologised, getting up. "I'll leave you now. Good luck."
---- Kate ----
I think that went well. He actually listened and asked questions. Maybe he WOULD believe me after all. I promised him that I would go to the competition to support him, but he seemed reluctant to let me. I asked him why.
"He might be there," was the reply.
How could I forget? Voltaire oversaw Kai's Beyblading career, so he would be present at this particular tournament. The finals of the World Tournament. The Bladebreakers against the Demolition Boys. He had just defected, once again, to return to his old team mates and it seemed he needed more time to adjust to the fact that they were his friends.
"I see. That's okay."
I got up and left, feeling as if a huge burden had just been lifted from my chest. Kai didn't freak out at me and he grasp my account of his childhood. I hoped that he would understand and come to acknowledge me as his mother.
---- Voltaire (finally!) ----
I was on my way to Kai's suite. I wanted to remind him of our contract, of what I expected of him. He was never going to win against my Demolition Boys and only he could wield the power of Black Dranzer. I wanted him back on the team and I wanted him to take his team mates' bit-beasts with his own blade.
"I'll see you soon, then?"
Of all the people to - what nerve! What was that pathetic bitch doing in my grandson's suite? I thought I'd told her to keep away if she knew what was good for her. How dare she come and SPEAK to Kai!
She caught sight of me.
And froze in terror.
Kai's head came out, looking down the corridor at me. His eyes widened disbelievingly. So, he was part of Kate's scheme too. I clenched my fists and the bodyguards behind me moved forward. They would pay for scheming against me. I motioned the black-clad men to attack. Two grabbed the wench by the arms and forced her to her knees. The others went for Kai, but he dodged them and knocked out several.
I hated to admit, but Kai was very good.
"What are you doing?" he demanded. "Let her go!"
"Has she been feeding you lies, Kai? Things about me that you know aren't true?"
"BASTARD!"
That wasn't Kai. It was the bitch. She struggled against her two captors while giving me a death glare. She was angry - she loathed me. And I loathed her.
"Hold onto her!" I ordered. "Don't let her get away."
---- End of Chapter Five ----
A/N: Sorry I had to cut this off short!
It's because I'm kinda in a rush to finish my projects so I just had to cut this off at that particular moment. I was running out of ideas to torture them - so bring on Voltaire!
Any ideas as to what Voltaire should do to them? Beat them up? Dispose of them? Make them into something like Cyber-Tala?
Please review and tell me what you think, all ideas will be appreciated.
Disclaimer: refer to previous chapter
---- Kate ----
I walked towards Kai's room quietly, so the others would not know that I was approaching. So Kai wouldn't know. His friends were nice enough to help me, but I had a gut feeling that it wouldn't work. And I was right. He didn't really consider them his friends very much after all. I would have to take matters into my own hands.
He was just coming out of his suite and had closed the door behind him when I arrived. He took one look at me and looked the other way, attempting to walk right past. I grabbed his elbow and he flung my hand off.
"Leave me alone."
"You can't have possibly thought that you could avoid me forever."
"Leave me alone."
I was getting frustrated. Was that all he could say to me? Okay, so I may be annoying him quite a fair bit, but is THAT all he can manage? I'd thought that Voltaire would teach him more than that. I told him as much.
"How long are you going to keep this up?" I asked, keeping my temper in control. He still did not look at me, but I could see the emotions warring in his eyes. A struggle for control against anger, betrayal and hurt.
"You abandoned me."
I knew at once why he treated me like trash. It wasn't because I was annoying him - it was because he had been lied to and fed a horribly twisted truth about what happened between Voltaire, my husband and myself. My heart twisted into a knot.
"Your grandfather - my father - wronged us all," I began hesitantly. "I didn't abandon you, Kai, and I never would have. It was just that it would have been impossible for me to have come for you when I was not your legal guardian anymore."
"So you left me, just because you were afraid you would get sued?"
"IT WASN'T LIKE THAT!" I yelled. Kai then looked at me full in the face. He was hurt and confused, but his face was hard. "If you would only listen, I could explain what really happened that day."
There was a long moment of silence in which neither of us moved or spoke. Kai was considering my words and I was waiting for his reply. He was the first to look away.
"Fine."
---- Kai ----
We went back to my room. I was not about to have anyone see me with her in a public place just yet. Frankly, I didn't agree to this only because I want to hear about the stupid day I was abandoned. I just wanted to get her out of my hair. Out of my life.
"One word of warning," I told her. "Make it short. I don't want to stay here forever."
"He came that day with papers stating that he was officially your legal guardian and that your father and I had no visitation rights at all. How it happened, I don't know, but it was there and it was real. I tried to get you back, of course, but Voltaire had hired the best lawyers and bribed the judge. I couldn't really do anything about it."
"First of all," I replied impatiently. "I have found a few flaws in this 'story' of yours."
"I will explain anything you ask."
"Voltaire raised me to take over the world. Why me, though? Why not you?"
"I had no talent, no skill with a blade," she replied immediately. "I detested Beyblading for being such a competitive, violent sport. I did not want to blade the way Voltaire expected. I had vowed that you, and any other sibling you might have, would not Beyblade at all. However, when Voltaire saw you, he knew you had the skill and God-given talent of the best."
"Beyblading is my life."
"He MADE you think it was," she insisted. "He made it seem so appealing, so wonderful to you at such a young age that you became obsessed with it. He then fed you his power-hungry, vicious ways of thinking so that you would use it to fulfil his plans."
I realised I was staring and looked away.
"What about my - my father?"
The question came out in barely a whisper. I was not accustomed to saying the words 'my father' and 'my mother'. It was always 'my grandfather'. In all the years I had spent in the abbey and in Japan, I had always associated 'guardian' with 'grandfather' and not mother or father. I was hardly even aware that I still had parents.
"Your father was a heartless bastard," Kate said bitterly. "He never loved either of us. He only married me for the money and when he realised that I was not going to inherit anything from Voltaire, he left me. That was shortly after we lost the court case."
She looked at me with those sick, hopeful eyes. I was almost disgusted to see that my features clearly reflected hers. But, on the other hand, I had the opportunity to grasp the one thing I had been denied all this time. A mother.
"I remember living at the abbey," I said quietly, before I could stop myself. "I used to watch all the other kids' parents visit them on a weekly basis. Voltaire never came to visit me. I used to think that my parents were dead."
"I'm sorry for annoying you and I know you have to competition to prepare for," she apologised, getting up. "I'll leave you now. Good luck."
---- Kate ----
I think that went well. He actually listened and asked questions. Maybe he WOULD believe me after all. I promised him that I would go to the competition to support him, but he seemed reluctant to let me. I asked him why.
"He might be there," was the reply.
How could I forget? Voltaire oversaw Kai's Beyblading career, so he would be present at this particular tournament. The finals of the World Tournament. The Bladebreakers against the Demolition Boys. He had just defected, once again, to return to his old team mates and it seemed he needed more time to adjust to the fact that they were his friends.
"I see. That's okay."
I got up and left, feeling as if a huge burden had just been lifted from my chest. Kai didn't freak out at me and he grasp my account of his childhood. I hoped that he would understand and come to acknowledge me as his mother.
---- Voltaire (finally!) ----
I was on my way to Kai's suite. I wanted to remind him of our contract, of what I expected of him. He was never going to win against my Demolition Boys and only he could wield the power of Black Dranzer. I wanted him back on the team and I wanted him to take his team mates' bit-beasts with his own blade.
"I'll see you soon, then?"
Of all the people to - what nerve! What was that pathetic bitch doing in my grandson's suite? I thought I'd told her to keep away if she knew what was good for her. How dare she come and SPEAK to Kai!
She caught sight of me.
And froze in terror.
Kai's head came out, looking down the corridor at me. His eyes widened disbelievingly. So, he was part of Kate's scheme too. I clenched my fists and the bodyguards behind me moved forward. They would pay for scheming against me. I motioned the black-clad men to attack. Two grabbed the wench by the arms and forced her to her knees. The others went for Kai, but he dodged them and knocked out several.
I hated to admit, but Kai was very good.
"What are you doing?" he demanded. "Let her go!"
"Has she been feeding you lies, Kai? Things about me that you know aren't true?"
"BASTARD!"
That wasn't Kai. It was the bitch. She struggled against her two captors while giving me a death glare. She was angry - she loathed me. And I loathed her.
"Hold onto her!" I ordered. "Don't let her get away."
---- End of Chapter Five ----
A/N: Sorry I had to cut this off short!
It's because I'm kinda in a rush to finish my projects so I just had to cut this off at that particular moment. I was running out of ideas to torture them - so bring on Voltaire!
Any ideas as to what Voltaire should do to them? Beat them up? Dispose of them? Make them into something like Cyber-Tala?
Please review and tell me what you think, all ideas will be appreciated.
