Chapter 30
phoenix the 1st: You said it a lot, yes. But I appreciate it.
Shaman Wolf: You chopped off his head!? Well, that works. And thanks for the Fan Art!
Rei-Is-Mine: I'm working on the sequel. Just got a lot on my mind at the moment.
Ashla: I hope it's good too. Just got to finish it. :p
Acey1: That's why you have a password that you can remember easily. But great to see you.
eyriess: Die no more. The ending is revealed!
Bloody Mary: Some of those fan fics answer the questions you hadn't even thought up yet. :p
Britt: Keep reading. Hope you enjoy!
Disengage: Flattery will get you everywhere. :p Glad to have you around.
lilmatchgirl: I love that 'yet' right there. :D
DranzerGirl: Vodo doll? Now why didn't I think of that? :p
Kappy Locks: Heh heh. Boom all right.
KuronekoHikage: You're probably right about that. ;)
Werewolf of Fire: Everyone's been suggesting that. I wonder why?
Reiven: You really need to do something about that twitch. I think I have the cure. The ending!
umi n secylia: Fire good.
Castles in the Sky: See, that's why I'm glad I'm straight... but then I can still have a similar problem with guys leading me on. Life can be too hard.
Cat in the web: It's called a cliffhanger, and I am very good at them. evil grin
Carapheonix: I don't normally do requests, but I'll add that to my plot bunny list. Centrepiece is a Bryan/Ray, so I can do that pairing, but Tala/Mariah will certainly be something different.
Jay Kamiya: We most certainly do. :D
russle: Bryan and fire have always fitted in my mind, and if I were in Ian's shoes, I'd freak.
phoenix of order: I've melted my hair on a heater. Smells real bad that. And I like fire, though I usually just burn sticks. Plastic cups can be rather entertaining dangling from the end of a stick over the fire. Interesting the shapes you can get. ;)
Blk Dranzer: Not off topic at all. And long reviews are great. :p
Wow. 30 chapters exactly. How's that. And yes, this is the end…
Disclaimer: See first page
Tala looked up as he heard the panicked shout. "What in the world?"
All eyes swung toward the roaring sound, following the fire as it cut a trail along the ground. Boris's eyes widened in realisation, shouting a warning that came to late. The fire trail reached the hose, shooting up it and into the tank which promptly ignited, the car becoming emersed in the fireball and throwing them backward.
Tala straightened sharply. "There!"
Two figures dropped from the roof, cloaks billowing out behind them as they almost seemed to fly across the ground. Boris screamed in rage as he realised what happened, snatching up a rifle and trying to line the lavender haired teen up.
Ian let out a sharp cry as his foot caught on a cobble, sending him into an unceremonious heap on the ground. Bryan swore, sliding to a stop and spotting the guard as he raised his rifle toward the boy. Bryan glanced around, snatching up the hubcap from the flaming car and hurling it as if it were a frisby, the edge catching the guard on the forehead and sending him crashing to the ground.
Bryan grabbed Ian by the cloak and yanked him up, throwing him forward as the boy regained his footing, Bryan glancing up quickly and ducking to the side as chips of rock flew up as Boris missed his target.
Bryan put everything into his run, watching as Ian dived through the doorway, Bryan just behind as a glass panel shattered. As Bryan collapsed onto the floor gasping, Boris threw down his gun.
"This isn't the end, boys!" Boris called. "This is far from over."
Bryan pushed himself up, raising his middle finger to his forehead and using it to salute his trainer, smirking.
Boris glared at him, only to have his view blocked as a man came to stand in the doorway. "You cannot touch these boys now, Mr Balkov. They are now under BBA protection, and if you do not leave, I will be forced to call the authorities."
"Have it your way, Dickenson." Boris growled, gesturing for the guards to pack up. "But I will be back for my property. Do you hear me, Bryan!"
Bryan shrugged casually as Tala and Spencer helped him to his feet. "Give your yapper a rest, Boris. You always did talk too much. Not that I ever listen anyway."
Behind them, Kai snorted as he came toward them. "Did he ever say anything worth listening too?"
Tala grinned. "Not really."
Boris shot them a glare, tempted to retrieve the rifle but instead climbing into one of the cars. The tires screamed as he planted the boot, swinging the car around and steering through the departing guards.
Bryan looked around and spotted the bench, limping toward it, dumping his pack onto the ground and dropping onto the bench sighing and closing his eyes. "Thank god that's over."
Tala looked at him and raised an eyebrow, moving to join him. "I thought I told you not to do anything stupid."
Bryan looked at him as the other sat down. "This is me we're talking about here."
"I know."
"Who cares what happened," Ian said grinning as he clambered up on the other side of Bryan. "We did it! We actually escaped the Abbey!"
Spencer scratched the back of his neck. "Now what?"
Tala let out a long breath, rubbing his eyes. "How about a holiday?"
Ian stifled a yawn, snuggling into Bryan's side. "Never had one of those…"
Bryan raised an eyebrow and looked down at him as the other drifted off to sleep. Tala chuckled, noting how cute it was and resting his head on Bryan's shoulder, sliding an arm around him and closing his eyes.
Bryan slowly turned to look down at him, eyebrow raising further before he rolled his eyes toward Spencer who covered his smile with a hand.
"Well, you are our pillar of support, Bry."
Bryan glared at him, before swinging his eyes toward the other. "Stop laughing, Phoenix."
Kai shrugged, chuckling. "It's cute. A good look for you, Falcon."
Bryan's eyes narrowed further into a death glare before he looked up as Mr Dickenson approached.
"Well boys, this is a rather interesting situation." Mr Dickenson clasped his hands together behind his back. "We are in a position to offer sanctuary, but I'm sure Mr Balkov will return to try and reclaim custody, unless we can find your parents."
"Look for my mother, and Ian has a mother and father," Spencer said. "Don't know where they are."
"Both mine and Tala's parents died in a plane crash when we were three," Kai told Mr Dickenson.
The elderly man turned. "What about you Bryan?"
"I know where my parents are," Bryan replied. "They're in the graveyard of the Abbey. Have been since I was a baby. Besides, I'm 18 and Spence is 19. Aren't we old enough to claim custody of the other two til they turn 18?"
Mr Dickenson's eyes brightened. "Indeed you can, yes."
"Stanley," they turned as Judy approached, making them aware that most of the other teams were gathered around. "The boys look exhausted, and Tala and Bryan both look like they're been fighting–"
"Boris did that," Kai growled, shooting a look at Bryan. "They lost their matches."
Bryan nodded his confirmation.
Tyson shifted. "Boris beat them up cause they lost their rounds in the finals?"
Kai closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Tortured them, probably. In the dungeon of the Abbey. He has a very good setup down there."
"He's improved it since you were last down there," Bryan said. "He's gotten nastier."
Kai growled. "Sick bastard."
Mr Dickenson shifted uncomfortably. "Come along boy's. The medical wing is this way. I'll have my people find you some food as well."
Bryan looked up toward Spencer. "You take the kid. I'll deal with the captain."
Spencer nodded, reaching down and picking up Ian, who curled up against his chest, not waking. Bryan shook Tala gently, sapphire eyes blinking open and sparkling. Bryan gestured to the side, Tala nodding and sliding to his feet, picking up his pack as he straightened his cloak, waiting for Bryan to join him.
As they followed Mr Dickenson, Tala stepped toward the heavily limping Bryan and slid his arm around his waist. "You do realise something." Bryan looked up at him. "We just ruined the Abbey's reputation."
Bryan shrugged, smiling faintly. "Its all just part of my talent for getting under Boris's skin."
Tala laughed.
Dekiagaru (Finish)
See! Kai is in this fic! :p
Well that's all for now. I do hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Again, big thumbs up to Melanie to whom this story is dedicated. You're a real angel, and a gifted one at that. Hope to see you keep up the good work, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with torturing Tala and the D Boys. :p Sweatdrop
Keep an eye out for the sequel, Into the Light, hopefully coming soon.
Until next time, my friends.