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Kai ran through the house, not seeing where he was going but looking for an exit at the same time. All sense fled his mind as he ran from those who wanted to help him. He was better off alone, no one to hurt him and no one for him to hurt, the way it should be. His sense started to return when the cool breeze of outside hit him. He had run to Tyson's garden. He paused and looked around him, he had to go nearby, he wasn't wearing anything but his damp boxers. Someone crying out his name made him decide fast and he moved to the side of the house. He paused, waiting.
He could hear them moving around behind the wall he was leaning on. They hadn't come outside yet. He looked up and decided that there was a good place to hide for a while. No one would find him there. He scrambled up the pipe that hung from the side of the wall. Once up he walked over the sloping roof to a wall with a window partway up. The wall led to a small ledge just under where the roof met the top of the wall, and was just above the window. The only way up was to scale the bricked wall, and that's just what he did. Finding handholds between the bricks, he began to pull himself up, inch by inch. His toes were to large to grip such a small hold so he used the bricks rough surface to push his toes onto hard, the friction holding him up.
Anyone watching would've seen a blue haired boy scaling the wall in his underwear like a slow Spiderman, and would've also alerted the house to Kai's whereabouts. Lady luck was on Kai's side though this time, and no one saw him as he worked his way up the wall with painful progress. He reached the window and stood on the small window ledge and looked in. the window was dirty and he had to squint to see in the dark room. It looked like an old attic, with boxes and furniture placed roughly on the dusty floor. Wooden beams crisscrossed the ceiling, and no doors stood at the walls. Looking harder, Kai could see the imprint of a trapdoor hidden in the dust on the floor. Maybe it would do if Kai really needed it.
He looked back up and reached with sore arms to the ledge. He hauled his length up and sat, breathing hard at the pain his still healing ribs gave him for that exercise. The ledge was big enough for Kai to sit on if he leant his side against the wall, and his legs bent. Moving his legs over the ledge's edge so that they no longer dangled over, he sat as he could. Leaning his head against the wall, he breathed deeply, he was finally alone, if only for a while. Downstairs, he had told them, and now he would wait, not wanting their judgement. He stared sideways with saddened eyes, just watching the shadowed and dirty brick. He had to wonder why the ledge was here, it was an interesting feature to add to a house, a purposeless ledge. Maybe its purpose was now lost, like Kai's was.
He sat there, trying hard not to think, as the shadows drifted on by.
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Everyone had heard what Kai just said, and it took a while for it to sink in. they all watched with a detached interest as Kai leaped away and ran from them. Ray went to run after him, but was stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder; Tyson's dad shook his head. Ray called Kai's name instead, hoping to bring him running back.
Hilary watched the whole thing, and it wasn't till her own shoulders shook that she realised she was crying. She sat down hard and held her face in her hands as the tears poured unbidden. She felt Samantha's slim but firm hands hold her and she leaned towards her and really sobbed. Samantha's own green eyes shined with tears.
"We need to get Kai! He could get hurt, or run away!" Ray struggled to shake of the hand on his shoulder.
"Stop that! You will only scare him if you go after him. He needs some time to himself!" chastised Tyson's dad.
Ray ignored him and broke free, running in the direction Kai did, Tyson and Max followed suit. Tyson's grandfather walked quietly away to the kitchen, he felt sick from what he'd heard.
Tyson's dad sighed and sat next to Samantha, placing a comforting hand to stroke her back. She looked at him with her expressive eyes that pleaded it not to be true.
"Please tell me I didn't hear that! Please tell me this isn't real!" she begged.
Tyson's dad's heartstrings pulled viciously at hearing it, but there was nothing he could do to stop what had already happened.
"I'm sorry Hun, it's hard to hear. It must've been even harder for Kai to bear! I wish I could've destroyed Boris for this! You hear things on the news and that and you think it's sad and you wish you could help. But this is too close; this is one of our own! Kai had it hard already, why did it have to get this far?" he almost whispered. Any member of the team felt like family now, even Kai. But whereas he could hold and comfort his own son, and help the others, Kai wouldn't let any one that close to him, and who could blame him.
Samantha nodded and turned back to Hilary, trying hard to stop the girl's tears. Kenny had seated himself on the floor, Dizzi closed and resting on his lap. He sat in silence, his brain doing overtime to prevent him from mental shock. It was hard to do for someone as high strung as himself. The three boys returned to the living room. Tyson shook his head to his father.
"We can't find him" was all that needed to be said.
They all placed themselves sitting in the room. Silence ticked by, only Hilary's sobs punctuated the silence. Her crying eventually lessoned, and the tension eased fractionally.
Tyson spoke up, "why did you ask him about it Ray?"
"Things just seemed to fit together, his belt, Boris, the touching thing. It made sense but only Kai could confirm it."
"We are thankful you did Ray" intercepted Kenny, "don't think we don't like you because you were the one that asked. We just need Kai to come back to his senses and see that we don't hate him either."
"Does Kai really think we would hate him because of what Boris did? That doesn't make sense!" added Max.
Now it was Samantha's turn, "I've worked with victims of violence before; it's so hard to keep a professional face on with them. If it's a long term period of violence, like Kai's, then they start to think it's their own fault, like they weren't strong enough or something. Something as violating as rape tends to push this belief to the extreme, or break a person's will completely. Rape isn't about sex, it's about power."
"We might never know why Boris was allowed to do it, Kai won't know, his grandfather would never tell us, and Kai turned Boris into a mad wreck!" mentioned Ray.
"How did Kai do that? How do you turn such an evil man into a babbling mass of mutterings and twitching!" pondered Kenny aloud.
"We need to find Kai, before it gets dark!" Hilary suddenly said as she pulled out of Samantha's arms and stood.
They all stared at her tear stained face, but seeing the determination there as well, they agreed. They all stood and went in different ways, searching for their lost phoenix.
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Kai sat for what seemed forever on the ledge. He had heard his name, but it had sounded distant, and unimportant. He blinked a few times before turning his head to look at the area beyond his ledge. The shadows were long and the air held a chill to it, telling Kai it was very near dusk. He stretched tired muscles and put himself in a position to pull himself onto the roof. He heaved himself over the edge and crawled across part way.
He sat on the tiles, where they met in the middle to form a sloping point. He faced the setting sun and watched as it spread colours out like wings across the red sky. The clouds that littered the sky flamed with colour, being a vibrant red on the sides facing the sun, and a cool bluish purple on the side waiting for the night. Orangey light illuminated Kai as he basked in its warmth. Behind him spread a deep moody blue, its depths uncharted by all except imagination. He could almost hear the colours singing they were so strong. He breathed in the clear air deeply, wanting to inhale the freedom that fragranced it.
In such a perfect setting, no one could hate him. Doubt clawed at his mind though, like it always did, ready to feast on his dreams and spit them out broken. His friends would surely hate him now, after hearing about him, they would. If they did, they would be wise; anyone daring and foolish enough to get close to him always suffered the most.
Another voice, almost musical, argued that. His friends would guide him through, like they always had. Even when he betrayed them, they had welcomed him back with smiles and sincere, open arms. He had suffered also, seeing those he loved torn away from him time and time again, even the nameless boy had held Kai's heart once, and that was enough to engrave it forever.
And yet another voice joined the fray, though this one was easily recognised. Whatever Kai decided about anything, at least Dranzer would always be there. The part of him that flew with the phoenix would always stay connected and unbroken. Dranzer sang to him and warmed the part of Kai the sun couldn't touch. Kai smiled inwardly to his friend and soul. The two watched the sunset through kai's own eyes, and when the phoenix had departed back to its beyblade, Kai was left holding one red feather.
He looked at it, watching as he twirled it between his fingers. He didn't remember Dranzer giving it him, or him picking it up. Beyond the feather, the sun finally set completely. Kai snuck back to the ledge and curled up. When he fell asleep, the feather was held tightly in his fist.
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Kai ran through the house, not seeing where he was going but looking for an exit at the same time. All sense fled his mind as he ran from those who wanted to help him. He was better off alone, no one to hurt him and no one for him to hurt, the way it should be. His sense started to return when the cool breeze of outside hit him. He had run to Tyson's garden. He paused and looked around him, he had to go nearby, he wasn't wearing anything but his damp boxers. Someone crying out his name made him decide fast and he moved to the side of the house. He paused, waiting.
He could hear them moving around behind the wall he was leaning on. They hadn't come outside yet. He looked up and decided that there was a good place to hide for a while. No one would find him there. He scrambled up the pipe that hung from the side of the wall. Once up he walked over the sloping roof to a wall with a window partway up. The wall led to a small ledge just under where the roof met the top of the wall, and was just above the window. The only way up was to scale the bricked wall, and that's just what he did. Finding handholds between the bricks, he began to pull himself up, inch by inch. His toes were to large to grip such a small hold so he used the bricks rough surface to push his toes onto hard, the friction holding him up.
Anyone watching would've seen a blue haired boy scaling the wall in his underwear like a slow Spiderman, and would've also alerted the house to Kai's whereabouts. Lady luck was on Kai's side though this time, and no one saw him as he worked his way up the wall with painful progress. He reached the window and stood on the small window ledge and looked in. the window was dirty and he had to squint to see in the dark room. It looked like an old attic, with boxes and furniture placed roughly on the dusty floor. Wooden beams crisscrossed the ceiling, and no doors stood at the walls. Looking harder, Kai could see the imprint of a trapdoor hidden in the dust on the floor. Maybe it would do if Kai really needed it.
He looked back up and reached with sore arms to the ledge. He hauled his length up and sat, breathing hard at the pain his still healing ribs gave him for that exercise. The ledge was big enough for Kai to sit on if he leant his side against the wall, and his legs bent. Moving his legs over the ledge's edge so that they no longer dangled over, he sat as he could. Leaning his head against the wall, he breathed deeply, he was finally alone, if only for a while. Downstairs, he had told them, and now he would wait, not wanting their judgement. He stared sideways with saddened eyes, just watching the shadowed and dirty brick. He had to wonder why the ledge was here, it was an interesting feature to add to a house, a purposeless ledge. Maybe its purpose was now lost, like Kai's was.
He sat there, trying hard not to think, as the shadows drifted on by.
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Everyone had heard what Kai just said, and it took a while for it to sink in. they all watched with a detached interest as Kai leaped away and ran from them. Ray went to run after him, but was stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder; Tyson's dad shook his head. Ray called Kai's name instead, hoping to bring him running back.
Hilary watched the whole thing, and it wasn't till her own shoulders shook that she realised she was crying. She sat down hard and held her face in her hands as the tears poured unbidden. She felt Samantha's slim but firm hands hold her and she leaned towards her and really sobbed. Samantha's own green eyes shined with tears.
"We need to get Kai! He could get hurt, or run away!" Ray struggled to shake of the hand on his shoulder.
"Stop that! You will only scare him if you go after him. He needs some time to himself!" chastised Tyson's dad.
Ray ignored him and broke free, running in the direction Kai did, Tyson and Max followed suit. Tyson's grandfather walked quietly away to the kitchen, he felt sick from what he'd heard.
Tyson's dad sighed and sat next to Samantha, placing a comforting hand to stroke her back. She looked at him with her expressive eyes that pleaded it not to be true.
"Please tell me I didn't hear that! Please tell me this isn't real!" she begged.
Tyson's dad's heartstrings pulled viciously at hearing it, but there was nothing he could do to stop what had already happened.
"I'm sorry Hun, it's hard to hear. It must've been even harder for Kai to bear! I wish I could've destroyed Boris for this! You hear things on the news and that and you think it's sad and you wish you could help. But this is too close; this is one of our own! Kai had it hard already, why did it have to get this far?" he almost whispered. Any member of the team felt like family now, even Kai. But whereas he could hold and comfort his own son, and help the others, Kai wouldn't let any one that close to him, and who could blame him.
Samantha nodded and turned back to Hilary, trying hard to stop the girl's tears. Kenny had seated himself on the floor, Dizzi closed and resting on his lap. He sat in silence, his brain doing overtime to prevent him from mental shock. It was hard to do for someone as high strung as himself. The three boys returned to the living room. Tyson shook his head to his father.
"We can't find him" was all that needed to be said.
They all placed themselves sitting in the room. Silence ticked by, only Hilary's sobs punctuated the silence. Her crying eventually lessoned, and the tension eased fractionally.
Tyson spoke up, "why did you ask him about it Ray?"
"Things just seemed to fit together, his belt, Boris, the touching thing. It made sense but only Kai could confirm it."
"We are thankful you did Ray" intercepted Kenny, "don't think we don't like you because you were the one that asked. We just need Kai to come back to his senses and see that we don't hate him either."
"Does Kai really think we would hate him because of what Boris did? That doesn't make sense!" added Max.
Now it was Samantha's turn, "I've worked with victims of violence before; it's so hard to keep a professional face on with them. If it's a long term period of violence, like Kai's, then they start to think it's their own fault, like they weren't strong enough or something. Something as violating as rape tends to push this belief to the extreme, or break a person's will completely. Rape isn't about sex, it's about power."
"We might never know why Boris was allowed to do it, Kai won't know, his grandfather would never tell us, and Kai turned Boris into a mad wreck!" mentioned Ray.
"How did Kai do that? How do you turn such an evil man into a babbling mass of mutterings and twitching!" pondered Kenny aloud.
"We need to find Kai, before it gets dark!" Hilary suddenly said as she pulled out of Samantha's arms and stood.
They all stared at her tear stained face, but seeing the determination there as well, they agreed. They all stood and went in different ways, searching for their lost phoenix.
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Kai sat for what seemed forever on the ledge. He had heard his name, but it had sounded distant, and unimportant. He blinked a few times before turning his head to look at the area beyond his ledge. The shadows were long and the air held a chill to it, telling Kai it was very near dusk. He stretched tired muscles and put himself in a position to pull himself onto the roof. He heaved himself over the edge and crawled across part way.
He sat on the tiles, where they met in the middle to form a sloping point. He faced the setting sun and watched as it spread colours out like wings across the red sky. The clouds that littered the sky flamed with colour, being a vibrant red on the sides facing the sun, and a cool bluish purple on the side waiting for the night. Orangey light illuminated Kai as he basked in its warmth. Behind him spread a deep moody blue, its depths uncharted by all except imagination. He could almost hear the colours singing they were so strong. He breathed in the clear air deeply, wanting to inhale the freedom that fragranced it.
In such a perfect setting, no one could hate him. Doubt clawed at his mind though, like it always did, ready to feast on his dreams and spit them out broken. His friends would surely hate him now, after hearing about him, they would. If they did, they would be wise; anyone daring and foolish enough to get close to him always suffered the most.
Another voice, almost musical, argued that. His friends would guide him through, like they always had. Even when he betrayed them, they had welcomed him back with smiles and sincere, open arms. He had suffered also, seeing those he loved torn away from him time and time again, even the nameless boy had held Kai's heart once, and that was enough to engrave it forever.
And yet another voice joined the fray, though this one was easily recognised. Whatever Kai decided about anything, at least Dranzer would always be there. The part of him that flew with the phoenix would always stay connected and unbroken. Dranzer sang to him and warmed the part of Kai the sun couldn't touch. Kai smiled inwardly to his friend and soul. The two watched the sunset through kai's own eyes, and when the phoenix had departed back to its beyblade, Kai was left holding one red feather.
He looked at it, watching as he twirled it between his fingers. He didn't remember Dranzer giving it him, or him picking it up. Beyond the feather, the sun finally set completely. Kai snuck back to the ledge and curled up. When he fell asleep, the feather was held tightly in his fist.