Chapter 2
"They're from where?!!" Tyson errupted. "The abbey" Kenny squeaked. "I thought when that scum Voltaire - err" Tyson threw an apologetic look at a bequietened Kai, who let out with a sigh "Don't bother, Tyson, I have no grandfather, okay?!" it had come out a little more forcefully than either had expected. Kai immediately retreated to his room, a bit embarrassed. "Um, anyway, I thought when he'd gone to jail the place would...like...stop being all freaky and stuff, right?"
Max shrugged "Maybe they got a new leader".
For the rest of the week the Bladebreakers (or rather, Tyson did, but he dragged everybody else with him anyway) were focused on finding out about the new team. Shouts of "Mr D! Are you sure you don't have anymore info on that team?" and "Come on Kenny, can't you search a little faster?" from Tyson were common to the ears of of the group.
Throughout the week (just when he'd started to control his temper and become a little more talkative) Kai's mood got worse and worse, until he refused to even come out on their 'stupid little escapades'.
By the time it came to Sunday (which they called their day off) lunchtime, Rei was getting pretty worried; not only was Kai seemingly sulking in his room, and biting everyone's heads off, but he seemed to have lost his appetite too. In an act of generosity and concern, Rei decided that once he'd cooked a giant serving bowl of pasta, meatballs and his secret sauce (and I mean secret, not even Lee or Mariah knew what was in it) for everyone, he'd bring some upstairs for himself and Kai to eat.
"Kai?" Rei gently called and knocked on his door. "Go away" Kai said, his voice sounding rather strange. Rei pushed open the door, and - in his shock - nearly dropped the two plates and quartet of chopsticks he had in his hand. "Kai!" he quickly put down the meals and chopsticks on a desk and hurried towards Kai. What he was shocked to see was Kai, sitting on his bed, crying.
"They're from where?!!" Tyson errupted. "The abbey" Kenny squeaked. "I thought when that scum Voltaire - err" Tyson threw an apologetic look at a bequietened Kai, who let out with a sigh "Don't bother, Tyson, I have no grandfather, okay?!" it had come out a little more forcefully than either had expected. Kai immediately retreated to his room, a bit embarrassed. "Um, anyway, I thought when he'd gone to jail the place would...like...stop being all freaky and stuff, right?"
Max shrugged "Maybe they got a new leader".
For the rest of the week the Bladebreakers (or rather, Tyson did, but he dragged everybody else with him anyway) were focused on finding out about the new team. Shouts of "Mr D! Are you sure you don't have anymore info on that team?" and "Come on Kenny, can't you search a little faster?" from Tyson were common to the ears of of the group.
Throughout the week (just when he'd started to control his temper and become a little more talkative) Kai's mood got worse and worse, until he refused to even come out on their 'stupid little escapades'.
By the time it came to Sunday (which they called their day off) lunchtime, Rei was getting pretty worried; not only was Kai seemingly sulking in his room, and biting everyone's heads off, but he seemed to have lost his appetite too. In an act of generosity and concern, Rei decided that once he'd cooked a giant serving bowl of pasta, meatballs and his secret sauce (and I mean secret, not even Lee or Mariah knew what was in it) for everyone, he'd bring some upstairs for himself and Kai to eat.
"Kai?" Rei gently called and knocked on his door. "Go away" Kai said, his voice sounding rather strange. Rei pushed open the door, and - in his shock - nearly dropped the two plates and quartet of chopsticks he had in his hand. "Kai!" he quickly put down the meals and chopsticks on a desk and hurried towards Kai. What he was shocked to see was Kai, sitting on his bed, crying.