Five

Mamma help me

I can't take the pain

It tears through me

I'm falling apart

Help me to escape

The suffering I cannot endure

Mamma come back for me

I'm crying for you

Why aren't you here yet…

The policeman gave the group a puzzled look.

"So…your friend has disappeared, and you think he's been kidnapped," the policeman recollected everything he was told.

"We know he's been taken, there's evidence to support this," Kenny said. Ray was getting desperate. If this all proved to be a waste of time, he was going to be mad. They were trying to help Kai, not prolong his torment.

"Listen here, buddy," Tyson said, getting ticked off and slamming his fists down on the policeman's desk. "Our friend is being held at The Abbey against his will. We think that he's being tortured, so I think that as law enforcers you should at least check this place out!! There's someone's life at stake here you senseless bastard!!"

"OK! OK! Calm down there!" the policeman pleaded with Tyson to calm down. "I'll take your word for it, and I'll get an armed squad together. We'll storm The Abbey and get your friend out. Does that sound OK?"

"That's better," Tyson smiled. "And you'd better not be lying, or you'll be wishing you were never born." he thrust Dragoon into the policeman's bewildered face. "My friend Dragoon hates being lied to. I'd hate to have to let him maul you, but if you don't help us, I fear I may have no choice…"

"OK!! I'll get onto it right now!" the policeman stammered, getting up from his chair and running off to fetch his armed squad.

"Tyson…you threatened him!" Max said in alarm.

"Well…Dragoon always gets results!" Tyson grinned. Kenny sighed. Tyson always found a way to solve any problem and it often involved using Dragoon.

"I'm saving Driger for Boris," Ray said, clasping Driger tightly in his hand.

"Yeah…Draciel really wants to take a hack at Boris too!" Max agreed.

"I don't know any self-respecting Bit Beast who doesn't want to take a pop at Boris or Biovolt," Tyson added. The policeman returned, with a large group of around 30 men, all armed with rifles and Beyblades.

"Well, we'll need to go to the scene of the crime first, then we'll let you guys lead us to this Abbey, alright?" the policeman said. Tyson nodded, and lead the policemen to the hotel. He just prayed that Kai was holding out.

~~***~~

Kai finally regained consciousness, finding himself tied down to a surgical table of some amends. He'd been throwing up most of the night, so he hadn't slept well, that he could recall, and his back was in agony after his father burnt a long scar all the way down it. He felt terrible. He was sweating and he felt drowsy. He looked around the room, but no one else was in there. Who was seriously stupid enough to leave him alone? He could escape. He looked over at his left arm. There were two swollen lumps on it, and he assumed that whilst he had been unconscious he'd been injected with something else. He didn't want to think what it was, as he'd been sick enough at the thought of having heroin back in his system. Loud metallic sounding footsteps made their way towards Kai. Due to his panic, he was now sweating a lot more, and he suddenly felt a lot more alert.

"Look at who's finally decided to join us," a voice said, belonging to Hideaki no less. He walked into the light and noticed what a bad state Kai was in. "Oh my…it looks like you're suffering from a withdrawal…I'm sure Boris and I can help you out with that."

"Stop it," Kai said, but his voice was so hoarse he barely heard his own words. But Hideaki had heard him, and upon hearing this he burst into laughter.

"Stop? You're begging for mercy _now_ Kai?! What a weak little thing you are…" Hideaki scowled. Kai's breathing became all the more shallow. He knew these were withdrawal symptoms, and that's what made it worse. "It's a shame we never got to witness what you're like on a high Kai. I think you were too busy vomiting all evening to care, hmm?"

"God dammit, just kill me already!" Kai's voice was slowly growing louder, but it was evident to see that he was inches from a breakdown.

"Mr Hideaki, I've brought what you asked for," Boris said as he entered the room, carrying a box. The contents of the box were a mystery to Kai, and he was as sure as hell that he didn't want to know.

"That's brilliant, Boris, set it down on that worktop," Hideaki replied, and Boris complied. He then reaffixed his attention on Kai. "Now listen Kai, I'm going to let you go soon. But not before I give you a little more torment, is that alright?"

"What choice do I have?" Kai growled. "What else did you inject me with? I want to know!"

"Patience my son, patience. All will be revealed in due time, don't worry…" Hideaki sneered. Boris handed him a long steel needle, and Kai felt himself fall into panic. It was evident on his face. Hideaki laughed. "Are you afraid of this Kai? Would you like to know what card fate has just dealt you?"

"What…is that for?" Kai asked hesitantly, his voice growing weaker as he came to the end of his question. Hideaki smiled.

"Oh, we're just going to take something from you," he replied, putting a strap around Kai's arm, and judging exactly where to place the needle. They were aiming for his lower arm.

"What?" Kai asked, barely able to keep his voice from sounding worn and on the verge of disappearing altogether.

"Well, it's very experimental, I've never tried taking this particular thing in this fashion before," his father replied, finding the exact point he had been looking for. He pressed the needle tip gently against Kai's arm. "Now I suggest you hold incredibly still my boy, because this is really going to hurt."

"What are you taking from me?! What's going on?!" Kai asked, panic creeping into his voice, giving it some extra volume. Boris sneered as the needle penetrated Kai's skin. Kai bit down hard on his lip, then an intolerable tearing pain shot up his entire right arm. He gritted his teeth, and cried out quietly.

"Don't tense your muscles Kai, it will only make the extraction harder…" Hideaki warned him, a dark smile playing on his face. Kai felt like crying. He'd never felt so much pain all at once in his life. He felt tears forming in his eyes, but he willed them away. Under normal circumstances Kai would just will the pain away and it would all stop, but as it was, this was no ordinary circumstance. Something was being taken from Kai, and he had no idea what exactly, but it hurt like hell.

"Mama…" the words escaped Kai's lips by complete accident. He'd never cried out for his mother in his life. Not like this anyway. When he was a child, and he was being hurt, he had done several times, and she'd always come running to him. But she wasn't going to save him now. Hideaki glared at Kai, fury burning in his eyes.

"What did you say?!!" he asked angrily. "You didn't just call for that pathetic excuse for a mother now, did you?!!" Kai did the only thing he could: he said nothing. Hideaki hit him across the face. "I _never_ want to hear you call out for her ever again, do you understand me?!! She is dead and buried Kai! Forget her!! She won't rescue you this time!! No, mother won't be here to bail her little boy out of trouble!!" Kai sighed heavily, his breath was shaky. He was frightened. No, he was terrified. This was unlike him; he never had any fear. He was emotionless, and didn't care to feel anything, let alone fear. But fear was indeed overwhelming him, and he didn't know how much longer he could fight against it. This extraction seemed to be taking an eternity to end.

It took over an hour for the extraction to finish, and by then Kai was about ready to surrender to fear and just die.

"All over now Kai," Boris said, but his attempt at sympathy was a complete failure. Kai was blinded by pain, and his whole body was numb as a result.

"What did you take from me?" Kai asked shakily.

"Oh, just a sample of your bone marrow," Hideaki replied. "We'll no doubt use it for genetic research, or something that could result in more pain on your part. Take your pick." Kai let out a wry laugh.

'This is all so very funny to you isn't it?' Kai thought. Hideaki beckoned to Boris to take out yet another sharp and painful-looking instrument from the box. It looked like a pair of surgical scissors, which couldn't be good. Hideaki moved over to Kai's left side, and examined his scarred arm carefully.

"You know Kai…I could always use a tissue sample from you," Hideaki mused, shooting a dark grin in Kai's direction. He picked up the scissors, and dragged the blades across Kai's arm gently. "Just a couple of snips, a few stitches, a band aid, and you'll be fine in no time. Sounds fun, right?"

"Whatever you psychopathic bastard," Kai replied, not even meeting his father's glare. Hideaki sighed.

"Well, if you say so," he replied, placing the strap now on Kai's left arm and jamming one of the scissor blades through Kai's skin. Kai cried out in shock, as he wasn't prepared for that. Then Hideaki started to cut Kai's arm open, quite literally, using the surgical scissors. Kai forced back the remaining agonised screams that were now creeping into his throat in abundance, and tried his best to take his mind away from the pain. But no matter what he thought about, it all came back to it. He looked over at his arm, and noticed that he was now being stitched back up.

"Aw…over so soon?" Kai said sarcastically, his voice still sounding faded and worn. "And all this time I was expecting something a little more extravagant. Oh how disappointing."

"Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it," Hideaki smiled over at his son, but with a smile like that you just have to see it as pure evil. "Well, I've had my little moments of enjoyment with my son. Boris?"

"Yes, sir?" Boris stepped forward out of the little shadow he was skulking in.

"You have my permission to beat the living shit out of him," Hideaki said, taking Kai from the table and forcing him to his knees on the floor.

"You're too kind, sir," Boris smiled. Hideaki put his hands down heavily on Kai's shoulders, and Kai could only watch as he was repeatedly kicked in the stomach and in the chest. When Boris was done, Kai had counted five cracks, which made eight broken ribs, if the two from earlier were to be included.

"Are you done?" Kai asked rudely. Boris punched Kai in the face for his rude comment.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I feel I am," Boris replied, walking over to the box and removing yet another needle. "But first, you look so worn down, and there's blood all over you! Maybe this will help." Boris loaded another needle with yet more heroin. Kai tried to pull himself away, but his father would not relinquish his grip on his shoulders. Boris pulled Kai's right arm out this time and jammed the needle in roughly. Kai whimpered out again, although his body was so numb from pain he could barely even feel the needle go in.

"Double up the dosage Boris," Hideaki ordered. "Then we'll let him go. Let's see how his friends react to his high." Boris smiled, and once he'd finished with the first dosage he geared up for the second. The dosages Kai was getting were already way over what he should have, taking his height, weight and age into account. By all rights, he shouldn't even be having this drug at all, but this was his punishment for living too long.

'Should have committed suicide when I had the chance,' Kai thought, as the second needle jammed in, and he prepared to live out his nightmare.

~~***~~

The police officers stormed The Abbey in their droves. Tyson, Max, Kenny and Ray went with the head officer to try and find Boris. When they encountered one of the priests, they grabbed him for questioning.

"Where's Kai?" Ray growled, tightening his grip on the priest's neck.

"Kai…isn't here anymore," the frightened man replied. "He was given help by Boris, and then he was let go."

"Let go? What's Boris' game? Why would he just let Kai go like that?" Tyson asked, his hands behind his head. This had everyone baffled.

"Well, I know one thing: Kai didn't get no help from this sadistic dump," Dizzi commented.

"Are you suggesting he was set loose on purpose? Or that maybe he escaped somehow?" Kenny asked his Bit Beast.

"Escape? From here? You are kidding right Chief?" Dizzi replied. "I'd go with the former."

"Set loose? But why would they do that?" Ray asked, loosening his grip on the priest.

"I'd like to know that myself," Max said, looking out towards the gates. "If Kai has been set free, then he's out there somewhere, and he may need our help."

"'May' isn't the word I'd use Max," Dizzi said. "I'd use 'does'. I mean, look at this place!! It just wreaks of old slasher movie!!"

"OK, we'll go out and look for Kai," Tyson said, leading his friends away.

"Hey wait! What about me!?" the policeman asked.

"Look for Boris!" Tyson called back, running out of the gates, and almost falling flat on his face. "What the…?!!! What was that?" he knelt down and looked at what appeared to be, on first glance, a red Beyblade. But upon closer inspection, it was indeed blue, and it was stained in blood. Tyson examined the stained Bit. It was Dranzer. "Guys…" Tyson said, his voice sounded shaky. He held out Dranzer to them.

"Oh no…" Max cried, his voice almost caught in his throat. Ray was mad now. Too many scary things had happened to Kai recently, and he wanted to get to the bottom of them. Now.

Don't turn away

(Don't give in to the pain)

Don't try to hide

(Though they're screaming your name)

Don't close your eyes

(God knows what lies behind them)

Don't turn out the light

(Never sleep never die)

SN: Part five all done and finished! Woo! The above little thingy is the chorus to Whisper by Evanescence. I thought it suited the situation pretty well, and plus I'm running out of ideas ^^;. Remember, I don't own that track, and neither do I own Beyblade. Bah to it all. And this is for DragonBlade and Sakura Hiwatari: *bashes Boris to smoosh* BAD BORIS!! Ha ha! XD (I'm on a sugar high.)

Oh, by the way people, read Trapped At Kai's by Foxspirit. It's real funny. That is unless you already have read it, in which case well done you. *Remembers the war of the foods and dies laughing.* and because you're all so wonderful, you'll review! Go now! Fulfil your objective! Ick, Voltaire moment. Ick. XP