Chapter XI

--And Love said no... Used pt2--

"And loves light would, led me to you.
Through all the emptiness that had become my home,
and love's ice cold, introduced me with you.
And at that moment I knew I was out of hope.

Heal me, i begged and love said no.
Leave me, for dead and let me go.
Kill me, i cried and love said no.
Kill me, i cried and love said no."

HIM – And love said no.

She looked at the brazen door once again, as now a young girls scream joined the yells that sounded only too familiar to her. She gripped onto the wall to stop herself from falling. Her knees fell weak as sheering pain ran up her spine. "About time you bowed down in front of me." The beyblade held in the air by a gun-launcher, fell to the floor beside a long most green coat. "No, Boris, Please! Leave Arkenzere," She plead. "Oh, am I hurting you. I'm sorry." He sarcastically replied.

Xander scrambled to her feet as he delivered a blow to her spine, forcing her back down. "No!" She shouted more decisively, "I won't let you do this," Her heart was thumping, she knew something wasn't right, "I knew your curiosity would bring you here, that's why we took care of your friends." He sneered. She looked at her uncle from what she could see in the corner of her eye, "What do you mean?" She asked, determined not to gasp in pain as a steel boot pressed against her back, it was lifted and the scruff of her navy jacket pulled her to her feet. Boris sneered at her as he threw her into the torture chamber; the impact forced her to land on her knees inside the room.

The room was larger then the hallway below, it was dimly lit by the candles on the walls. Amongst the walls hung chains and large metal poles rested against the back wall. There was a large lever that reached through the cracked stone floor, next to a large computer. The air was heavy and cold, making her pant slightly. "Look above you," Boris cackled, "This is what happens when you make friends my dear. The Biovolt created you for one purpose, I told Mr. McCann that purpose as he was gasping for breath in my hands. She looked up at him, his lifeless form hung, bound by the chains of despair. A line of blood ran down his lips where he had suffered from an apparent nosebleed. "No," She cried, sobbing uncontrollably, stuttering with her last breaths... "No, no... th-his can-not b-be. Boris what... what have you done?" His laughter rung thought her ears as she felt something cold brush against her bare thighs.

She was suffering from the most sickening feeling. She knew somebody was behind her. As they reached for her to cover her eyes, she struggled and cried for help as gunfire was shot. Her mind slipped into emptiness, and no longer did her temptation to run hassle her. The floor she lay across was black, the ceiling was black... her mind was black. She wasn't even awake... falling into a slumber.

She could hear a rattle of chains in the distance somewhere, as there was a lot of whispering and a boy crying out as his friends reached for him. She clutched her own silver necklace tightly as she fell into the numbing heavens...

"Love's icy tomb, dug open for you
Lies in a cemetery that bears my name.

Love's violent tune, from me to you,
Rips your heart out and leaves you,

Bleeding with a smile on your face.

Heal me, i begged and love said no.
Leave me, for dead and let me go.
Kill me, i cried and love said no.
Kill me, i cried and love said no."

A boy frantically called for her, his voice comforting and soothing. Her eyes twitched as a light, almost blinding, came to site. She felt herself being lifted into somebody's arms; their body heated comforted her as she shivered. She didn't know where she was or who was holding her, but she knew she was safe. "Okay, Kristin let's go." Shouted a boy more forcefully then her ears could bare, she cupped her gloved hands to her ears and let out a small cry. Kristin looked down at the young girl who lay in his arms. "Tala, we can't go anywhere now. Look at them... they can't go anywhere," The other boy accompanying them lent against the wall to stumbled to his feet, wiping his mouth on his shirt sleeve, "I'm okay... What about Xander?" Tala examined his cousin, "She's not fully awake, but we need to get Ellie," Pearse stood on his feet steadily, after almost tumbling a few times, "And Kai?" Tala looked at him as if to suggest disgust, "Kai can look after himself."

Alexander's consciousness slipped back into her mind slowly, and she found herself looking up at the stubble on the chin of her rescuer. "Kristin," She slowly spoke. He knelt down slowly and placed her on the floor to help her regain some normality. "Say your name." Kristin softly spoke. Tala laughed at him, "Like that's going to help." Kristin's patience was wearing thin, "SHUT UP!" He snapped. Her voice was barely above a whisper, "Alexander," She replied blankly, "Why, why are you here, where am I?" She looked around helplessly as she stumbled to her feet. Her weight was too much for her legs to take as she fell in Kristin's arms. Pearse smiled at her, "You and Tala go ahead, I'll bring Xander." Kristin nodded and followed Tala into a short run to the door, before exiting he turned back, "Tell her I'm sorry," Pearse nodded "I will."

Pearse turned back to her, lying as if she was dead. The only signs of movement was her crimson eyes searching his own for an answer. "Why? Why is it always me?" She asked. Pearse knelt down beside her and lifted her arm over his shoulder, "Maybe you'll find some answers soon. But right now, we need to get out." She kissed him on the forehead as he lifted her to her feet, "Can we find Kai first... please?"

"No, Kristin and Tala will take care of that, we need to get out before you get hurt." He replied. "Please, I don't ask you for much. I'm just asking you to help find him, and then we can get out. I promise, please Pearse."

Why does she do it? Make life so difficult... It's only 10 minutes till we can get out of here. If only she knew about the plan... she'd know Kai's probably dead right now. He promised he'd sacrifice himself for her. I guess he really does love her...

"Please," She asked once again. "If you promise we can go after?" She nodded, "I promise, come on, let's go"

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"NO!" She cried, throwing herself in Kai's path, "No Voltaire NO!"

Voltaire looked at the young girl, tears of pain and fear ran down her rosy cheeks, "Please, you hurt Xander enough," She begged, "Not Kai too. Please, have forgiveness." He laughed in her face, it was loud and almost psychotic, "Oh please, spare me, Ellone." She looked up at him. "Kai is weak," He spat at his lifeless body, "There is no need to spill your tears on his dead body." She let out a loud cry of emotions and sobbed, "Please no. He's not dead!" Voltaire leant down and glared at her with his beady black eyes, "He's dead, face it." She shook her head, "NO, NO, I refuse to believe you. He's not dead!"

"And so is Benjamin, good lad he was, mouthy like his sister, but his heart was in the right place..." She cried out against her will, "NO! Stop telling me! Your not killing the Draken Guard, we wont let you!" He laughed, "Xander's bound in the torture chamber, and last I heard, Pearse was dying from loss of blood, so all that's left is..." She spat in his face, "You're not killing my brother I WONT LET YOU!" He placed his hands around her throat, "Of course you won't my dear, and you're dying before him." He glared at her once again before he threw her into a bookcase where books crumbled down upon the defenseless teen. "Now, where is Urquhart," He sneered under his breath.

"I'm right here, bastard!" He shouted as Tala followed him, a gun rose high in his hand. "Oh, I was wondering where you disappeared too." Voltaire grinned, and with his foot, kicked the gun across the room, out of reach. Tala gulped as he shook his hand from the impact and looked around the room, Kai's blood smeared up the window and down the wall above where he had crumpled on to the floor. He was still motionless.

"So are you still going to fight?" He bellowed as he watched Tala run towards Kai. "I'll fight with everyone of my last breath." Kristin spat. "Oh good, oh I can't decide who to kill first, will it be your sister, or Tala... Oh sorry, your sister's already dead." He watched, as Kristin moved across the room towards her figure, encased in books, "No she, she... cannot be... you haven't VOLTAIRE I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" He screamed. A mount of panic reached inside him. He couldn't think properly, he looked over at the cold form of Kai in Tala's arms and the bloodstains upon his clothing, Tala's fearful expression as Kai's blood trickled slowly down his cheek. He could hear Tala's struggle to keep his anger from exploding through his heavy panting. "It's obvious you're trying to kill the Draken Guard..." Voltaire laughed, "I'm succeeding Kristin, or does your intelligence escape you? I have Draken, and I have Arkenzere. One dose of the new formula we've been making for the last two years, they will become possessed, and will no longer be the little goodies you think they are. And besides, if I get my hands on Diablo and Wolborg, I will mutate them to the other 2 and create the lion's worse fear." Kristin fell to his knees in front of Voltaire, "And what happens if you have killed Xander, Voltaire? Do you seem to forget she is carrying your child?" Voltaire glared at him, "You seem to think you know all don't you? Boris has clearly followed orders and took her away from you all. You will no longer have contact with her! The last time you will see her ever, is the day she signs herself to me." Kristin laughed, "I do know it all Voltaire. And Pearse isn't dead either, he's fine..." And he hastened to add, "And Xander is with him." Voltaire delivered a swift kick to his face, of which connected. He let out a growl of pain and fell to the floor clutching his nose.

"I'll tell you something Kristin," He mocked with great dislike, "You look exactly how your father did when he died, Oh how I enjoyed sharing your fathers last moments with him, and your mother too no doubt." Kristin looked up at him, lowering his hands to show a clearly broken nose, blood poured down his mouth and neck, "I hate you. I always have done and always will. And I hope you know, that baby Xander's carrying isn't yours..." He replied fiercely. There was a crash at the door and Voltaire looked over his shoulder, only to see that Pearse had crashed into the door, forcing it open and Xander following behind, clutching her stomach tightly. Whilst he was still recovering from his shock, Kristin had stumbled to his feet just in time to be able to elbow Voltaire in the nose as he turned back around, breaking his nose in return for breaking his own.

"Kai," Xander cried, seeing her cousin grip his lifeless form tightly. Pearse watched Xander for a few seconds before seeing Voltaire lunge at Kristin in the corner of his eye, "Kristin!" He cried, just in time for his captain to dodge the punch. Pearse ran over to him and kicked him from behind in between his legs. Voltaire yelled in Russian at him, as he fell to his knees. "Nice one," Laughed Kristin as he approached Kai. Pearse smiled at him as he ran his fingers though his chestnut toned hair, "Yeah, I know I'm brilliant, you can thank me later." He smiled faded as he watched Xander, totally mortified by Kai's cold touch, "Kristin, he's dying... he still has a pulse but he's dying." Kristin looked over at Ellie, but his gaze turned to Voltaire, as he appeared to be gaining his balance on his feet. He tugged Pearse's arm and smiled, "Fancy taking 17 years of hatred out on him?" He returned his smile, "Any day." He snickered.

The two boys ran over to him. As Ellie moved about wildly, trying to get the books off herself. "Oh, so you both think you tough now do you?" Voltaire sneered; Kristin and Pearse nodded in return, "I'll show you I'm more then a great Beyblader with a pretty face," Pearse scowled. Kristin laughed at him, "Okay Pearse, don't get ahead of yourself," He raised his fists, "Let's see what your made of Voltaire,"

Voltaire lifted his own giant hands and prepared for battle, as Tala ushered Ellone and Xander out of the room with Kai over his shoulder. "No, Tala I can't," Xander wept, "Can't leave Pearse and Kristin," Tala looked at her, with a greatly pissed off expression, "We don't have the time! We have to get out before Voltaire sends for the guards, and we still have to find Benji," She looked at him as she stepped back towards the door, "I'll leave with the others, please... go find Benji." Ellone ran up to her, "Alexander you cannot do this, what about the baby?" Xander lowered her gaze, "I would rather loose an unborn child then my friends, that's my sacrifice. Kai sacrificed everything tonight to keep us safe; it's time I repaid him." Tala wiped Kai's blood from his own crimson eyebrow, "Kai wasn't asking for you to repay him, I think he'd rather you ran away from here then this. Anything but this Xander," His words didn't change his cousin's mind. "No, I'm going, if I don't come back, tell Kai... Tell Kai I love him." And with that she disappeared into the room. "Tala, I can't believe your letting her go," Ellone sighed. "There's nothing I can do... come on, Kristin will look after her, we have to go."