Oh yeah, I'm good! (Or is God the word I'm after?)
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Kai moaned slightly as his head throbbed. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but it must have been some time. He moved his head from side to side gently before opening his eyes. He shut them almost immediately afterwards. Bright lights were pointing at him, and they smarted his now sensitive eyes. He went to move, but found he couldn't. He flexed his muscles to found out what was happening. He discovered he was bound to a hard surface by restraints at his ankles, waist, upper arms, wrists, and his neck. It felt like he was lying down but the angle felt wrong.
"So you're finally awake" came a low voice from beyond the lights.
Kai opened his eyes slowly so they became adjusted to the intense lights boring down on him. He couldn't see beyond the lights into the darkness, but he knew his grandfathers voice.
"I see your methods haven't changed, you still like to use force and restraints. Why don't you try something new, or are you too old to learn new things?" said Kai, using the confidence approach. He wouldn't back down now.
"I would hold your tongue if I were you."
"Well you're not me, so I won't listen to any advice you give me."
His grandfather moved into the light. Kai's feeling had been right, he was lying down on something, but it was angled so that he was almost vertical. Voltaire came right up to Kai's face and stared into his grandson's fiery mahogany eyes. So like his fathers, he thought, Voltaire's son had had the same eyes. The difference between father and son though, rested in what was beyond those eyes. Kai's father's had held warmth, love, trust and hope. Kai's were filled with pain and mistrust, but there was something else, a spark deep in the depths of Kai's soul. And that was what Voltaire needed to break.
"What?" asked Kai arrogantly.
"Your eyes, they are just like your fathers," Kai flinched as Voltaire said that, he hadn't expected this, "and I enjoyed extinguishing the life behind the eyes of my son."
Kai found his voice, "you're sick! He was your son!"
"That makes no difference, he was imperfect and of no use to me until he had you. His purpose was fulfilled. I had no more use for him and had to dispose of him, and your mother. I couldn't have had them going around, yelling I had taken their son now, could I?"
"You sick fucking bastard! How could you, they were my parents!" it couldn't be true, it just couldn't.
Voltaire grinned, and to Kai it was one of the most twisted things he had ever seen.
"Yes, they were. I suppose I could have thanked them for finishing my plans for me. They had no idea what I was up to, and when they had you, it meant my search was over. Besides, don't lecture me on right or wrong, young Kai. You've done things you surely cannot be proud of."
Kai frowned, "what are you talking about, old man?"
"You still don't remember? Then I guess its time your memory was refreshed. Tadashi, Leon! I leave Kai in your capable hands, its time he remembered who he really was."
Voltaire turned back to the shadows and stalked off. Tadashi and Leon came into view. Leon was grinning like a Cheshire cat, but Tadashi was grim. That alone was cause to make Kai concerned. It was like Tadashi's graceful joy at everything and Leon's severe, serious outlook had swapped between them. Tadashi's eyes were shadowed, but Leon's gleamed in the light. The hair on the back of Kai's neck prickled at the atmosphere in the room.
"Welcome to my lair, said the spider to the fly. So it seems we have you at our mercy again. And don't worry about us going soft on you; nothing makes me happier then seeing you suffer, and Tadashi wont think about it, will you sis?" said Leon, almost purring the words with contentment at the scenario.
Tadashi flinched and looked away from the two others, her arms coming up to hold her upper body. Kai saw the pain that flashed in her pale blue eyes.
"What did they do to you Tad?" asked Kai. Just because she had hurt him, didn't mean that it was all her own doing.
"Don't talk to her!" Leon strode to stand between them. "She showed weakness and was punished for it, she is fine and none of your concern! Worry about yourself!"
With that Leon slapped Kai's already sore face. Kai's head was flung to the side, his face hitting the side of the surface he was lying on with a resounding crack. He didn't cry out, he just moved his head back round to face them, his slate blue bangs shrouding his eyes from their view.
Then he did something that shocked the other two, he smiled.
"Is that all you've got Leon? I thought Voltaire said you were capable of dealing with me, I obviously misheard."
Leon's face flushed at this, his hand reaching back to deal another blow. This time Tadashi stopped him.
"Our orders were to give him emotional pain this time, not physical," she said in a voice barely above a whisper.
Leon glared at Kai before turning on his heel to pace out his anger. This is what Kai wanted. He needed to push them over the edge, make them lose control. When their guard was down he would strike. But he had to be careful, he needed his answers first.
"So how exactly am I supposed to be persuaded emotionally?" he asked, starting to feel the confidence in his cockiness. He had nothing to lose, and it showed in his attitude.
"If only I could have cut out that tongue of yours!" hissed Leon with clenched teeth.
"Temper temper! I see you haven't gained any manners since I last saw you" replied Kai.
Leon smirked, "I think we will begin to show you you're past, show you your grand achievements! You won't be so cocky when we're done."
"Is that a promise Leon, or a threat?" Kai retorted, still smiling.
"Do you remember what they did to you Kai? When you wouldn't obey? They would punish you then force you to do your missions. The amount of drugs they pumped into you, and you still survived! I'm not sure you do remember what those drugs made you do."
"You know damn well I don't know what happened to me" replied Kai, a hint of impatience in his voice.
Leon's smirk grew, "yes, I do. If you did know what you did, you'd be crawling back to your grandfather to have your memory erased."
This time Kai snarled, "Don't you ever refer to him as my grandfather, he doesn't deserve it!"
"He deserves more Kai! Better then you at any rate, you're not worth it in my opinion."
"And you are?"
Leon's smirk faded and anger flashed in his eyes, "my talents are different!"
It seemed Kai had hit a nerve, "we both know you two were the failed attempts at genetically perfect weapons, so they trained you at something that goes generally underappreciated. Then I was born and what little notice you had from Voltaire was gone. You've hated me ever since!" Kai was shooting in the dark, but seemed to be hitting targets.
Leon narrowed his eyes and his face became white with fury. "I'm going to show you recordings of your life Kai, and they won't be pretty! Enjoy the show!"
Both he and Tadashi worked to put a screen in front of Kai. Neither bothered to make sure Kai wouldn't look away or close his eyes. Kai guessed they must know he wanted answers about his past.
"Prepare to hate yourself Kai!" said a more gleeful Leon, Tadashi just stood there, avoiding everyone's gaze.
The screen started to play. The first images were of Kai's training, harsh but still just regular Biovolt training. They showed the small bluenette that was a younger Kai battling equally young, and some older, kids. He watched as he destroyed each Childs dream of being a Biovolt blader. This wasn't going to make him feel bad; he counted those that got out lucky.
The next scenes made him a little bit more queasy. They showed him being punished, more like torture really, he thought.
He watched the images as they flashed by, heard his cries, pleads and screams. He looked on with a detached pity; he had only been a kid. He couldn't have even defended himself back then. Then came on the scene he already remembered. It made him sweat slightly to see Boris in that mask as he stabbed Kai with the broken glass, Kai closed his eyes to what he knew was coming up next, but he couldn't block the screams that came from his own mouth from the screen.
"I thought you would have wanted to see this part! Being teachers pet and all!" said Leon.
Kai's eyes blazed open, "if I could strike you and Boris dead with just a thought I would never hesitate!"
"Typical words from a murderer."
"What do you mean?" asked a now confused Kai. Leon just smirked at him. "What does he mean Tad?" she didn't answer, just turned away from his questioning.
"You should just watch Kai, this is what they made you do" answered Leon, his gaze on the screen intent.
Kai looked at the screen, and what he saw made him want to curl up and vomit.
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Kai moaned slightly as his head throbbed. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but it must have been some time. He moved his head from side to side gently before opening his eyes. He shut them almost immediately afterwards. Bright lights were pointing at him, and they smarted his now sensitive eyes. He went to move, but found he couldn't. He flexed his muscles to found out what was happening. He discovered he was bound to a hard surface by restraints at his ankles, waist, upper arms, wrists, and his neck. It felt like he was lying down but the angle felt wrong.
"So you're finally awake" came a low voice from beyond the lights.
Kai opened his eyes slowly so they became adjusted to the intense lights boring down on him. He couldn't see beyond the lights into the darkness, but he knew his grandfathers voice.
"I see your methods haven't changed, you still like to use force and restraints. Why don't you try something new, or are you too old to learn new things?" said Kai, using the confidence approach. He wouldn't back down now.
"I would hold your tongue if I were you."
"Well you're not me, so I won't listen to any advice you give me."
His grandfather moved into the light. Kai's feeling had been right, he was lying down on something, but it was angled so that he was almost vertical. Voltaire came right up to Kai's face and stared into his grandson's fiery mahogany eyes. So like his fathers, he thought, Voltaire's son had had the same eyes. The difference between father and son though, rested in what was beyond those eyes. Kai's father's had held warmth, love, trust and hope. Kai's were filled with pain and mistrust, but there was something else, a spark deep in the depths of Kai's soul. And that was what Voltaire needed to break.
"What?" asked Kai arrogantly.
"Your eyes, they are just like your fathers," Kai flinched as Voltaire said that, he hadn't expected this, "and I enjoyed extinguishing the life behind the eyes of my son."
Kai found his voice, "you're sick! He was your son!"
"That makes no difference, he was imperfect and of no use to me until he had you. His purpose was fulfilled. I had no more use for him and had to dispose of him, and your mother. I couldn't have had them going around, yelling I had taken their son now, could I?"
"You sick fucking bastard! How could you, they were my parents!" it couldn't be true, it just couldn't.
Voltaire grinned, and to Kai it was one of the most twisted things he had ever seen.
"Yes, they were. I suppose I could have thanked them for finishing my plans for me. They had no idea what I was up to, and when they had you, it meant my search was over. Besides, don't lecture me on right or wrong, young Kai. You've done things you surely cannot be proud of."
Kai frowned, "what are you talking about, old man?"
"You still don't remember? Then I guess its time your memory was refreshed. Tadashi, Leon! I leave Kai in your capable hands, its time he remembered who he really was."
Voltaire turned back to the shadows and stalked off. Tadashi and Leon came into view. Leon was grinning like a Cheshire cat, but Tadashi was grim. That alone was cause to make Kai concerned. It was like Tadashi's graceful joy at everything and Leon's severe, serious outlook had swapped between them. Tadashi's eyes were shadowed, but Leon's gleamed in the light. The hair on the back of Kai's neck prickled at the atmosphere in the room.
"Welcome to my lair, said the spider to the fly. So it seems we have you at our mercy again. And don't worry about us going soft on you; nothing makes me happier then seeing you suffer, and Tadashi wont think about it, will you sis?" said Leon, almost purring the words with contentment at the scenario.
Tadashi flinched and looked away from the two others, her arms coming up to hold her upper body. Kai saw the pain that flashed in her pale blue eyes.
"What did they do to you Tad?" asked Kai. Just because she had hurt him, didn't mean that it was all her own doing.
"Don't talk to her!" Leon strode to stand between them. "She showed weakness and was punished for it, she is fine and none of your concern! Worry about yourself!"
With that Leon slapped Kai's already sore face. Kai's head was flung to the side, his face hitting the side of the surface he was lying on with a resounding crack. He didn't cry out, he just moved his head back round to face them, his slate blue bangs shrouding his eyes from their view.
Then he did something that shocked the other two, he smiled.
"Is that all you've got Leon? I thought Voltaire said you were capable of dealing with me, I obviously misheard."
Leon's face flushed at this, his hand reaching back to deal another blow. This time Tadashi stopped him.
"Our orders were to give him emotional pain this time, not physical," she said in a voice barely above a whisper.
Leon glared at Kai before turning on his heel to pace out his anger. This is what Kai wanted. He needed to push them over the edge, make them lose control. When their guard was down he would strike. But he had to be careful, he needed his answers first.
"So how exactly am I supposed to be persuaded emotionally?" he asked, starting to feel the confidence in his cockiness. He had nothing to lose, and it showed in his attitude.
"If only I could have cut out that tongue of yours!" hissed Leon with clenched teeth.
"Temper temper! I see you haven't gained any manners since I last saw you" replied Kai.
Leon smirked, "I think we will begin to show you you're past, show you your grand achievements! You won't be so cocky when we're done."
"Is that a promise Leon, or a threat?" Kai retorted, still smiling.
"Do you remember what they did to you Kai? When you wouldn't obey? They would punish you then force you to do your missions. The amount of drugs they pumped into you, and you still survived! I'm not sure you do remember what those drugs made you do."
"You know damn well I don't know what happened to me" replied Kai, a hint of impatience in his voice.
Leon's smirk grew, "yes, I do. If you did know what you did, you'd be crawling back to your grandfather to have your memory erased."
This time Kai snarled, "Don't you ever refer to him as my grandfather, he doesn't deserve it!"
"He deserves more Kai! Better then you at any rate, you're not worth it in my opinion."
"And you are?"
Leon's smirk faded and anger flashed in his eyes, "my talents are different!"
It seemed Kai had hit a nerve, "we both know you two were the failed attempts at genetically perfect weapons, so they trained you at something that goes generally underappreciated. Then I was born and what little notice you had from Voltaire was gone. You've hated me ever since!" Kai was shooting in the dark, but seemed to be hitting targets.
Leon narrowed his eyes and his face became white with fury. "I'm going to show you recordings of your life Kai, and they won't be pretty! Enjoy the show!"
Both he and Tadashi worked to put a screen in front of Kai. Neither bothered to make sure Kai wouldn't look away or close his eyes. Kai guessed they must know he wanted answers about his past.
"Prepare to hate yourself Kai!" said a more gleeful Leon, Tadashi just stood there, avoiding everyone's gaze.
The screen started to play. The first images were of Kai's training, harsh but still just regular Biovolt training. They showed the small bluenette that was a younger Kai battling equally young, and some older, kids. He watched as he destroyed each Childs dream of being a Biovolt blader. This wasn't going to make him feel bad; he counted those that got out lucky.
The next scenes made him a little bit more queasy. They showed him being punished, more like torture really, he thought.
He watched the images as they flashed by, heard his cries, pleads and screams. He looked on with a detached pity; he had only been a kid. He couldn't have even defended himself back then. Then came on the scene he already remembered. It made him sweat slightly to see Boris in that mask as he stabbed Kai with the broken glass, Kai closed his eyes to what he knew was coming up next, but he couldn't block the screams that came from his own mouth from the screen.
"I thought you would have wanted to see this part! Being teachers pet and all!" said Leon.
Kai's eyes blazed open, "if I could strike you and Boris dead with just a thought I would never hesitate!"
"Typical words from a murderer."
"What do you mean?" asked a now confused Kai. Leon just smirked at him. "What does he mean Tad?" she didn't answer, just turned away from his questioning.
"You should just watch Kai, this is what they made you do" answered Leon, his gaze on the screen intent.
Kai looked at the screen, and what he saw made him want to curl up and vomit.