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Kai grunted as he hit the floor, everything they did they did with a rough edge. His arm began to hurt where he was leaning on it, yet he still couldn't move out of his own free will. Leon had the control, and Kai could bet he loved it.
His arm stopped its aching protest when Kai was lifted back on to the Hollywood style thug's shoulder. Leon was always into the dramatic side of things, his clothes gave that message clearly enough with out all this, but then Leon also liked to make sure his point got across. Kai expected much more to come, and none of it pleasant.
A sudden breeze stopped Kai's current train of thought. He could smell very strong odours of salt and fish. They hung in the air and invaded his nose every time he breathed. He could hear the very distinct cry of gulls. Too easy, thought Kai, why would Leon take him to a place he could so easily recognise over others? Other signs just made it easier to analyse his surroundings. He could hear the heavy shoe steps on hard concrete from the thug who was carrying him, so that meant they where by the sea, in an area that was built on and used. He could also hear the groan and creak of ships. Had Leon already forgotten that Kai knew a shipyard as well as anywhere else? His grandfather hadn't let Kai's education slip on anything, any situation was catered for. Who knew where Kai might have needed to go for Biovolts needs? Kai could bet in the short time he was at Biovolt (a mere five years), he had been introduced and educated in more places then most people could think of.
His reverie stopped there. He could hear water now, very clearly, and he was repositioned on the mans huge shoulder. He felt the man lean forward, and himself fall forward slightly. The concrete had given way to something metallic by the ringing noise the mans heavy shoes where making. This guy had probably never been subtle in his life, probably didn't even know what it was, thought Kai bitterly. He was more angry then anything else, and nervous. He was just reacting badly to the situation, but the admittance of that fact didn't stop him hating the guy.
Kai wondered if Leon was still with them at this point, it was impossible to tell, that guy matched Kai in stealth, and was probably better now. Kai regretted the fact he had not kept up with his training, but then who would've known he would have landed up in this situation. He wished he could hit something in frustration; Leon would have been nice to punch....
The daydream was cut short when he was dropped to the floor. He hissed as he landed on his bound arms. He could hear Leon's laugh, so he was still with them. Kai could feel wood beneath his bare arms, and again wondered where exactly he was, just because he knew what the surroundings were, didn't give him a clue as to what was going on. He hoped he wasn't in another warehouse, images of the last time kept running past his vision. He felt bile rise in his throat and forced it down, it would do no good to show weakness now.
He snapped back to reality when he felt his blindfold being removed. He blinked in the light as it was drawn away from his pale face and looked around him with his eyes, unable to move his head. The interior shows wood and metal, and was smaller then what Kai had expected. Small round windows were blacked out, leaving small lamps around the room to light the restrictive space. Dark reds, greens and dressed wood decorated the room, and with the small amount of space pushed on Kai oppressively. The room tilted slightly, and it was then that Kai realised he was on a ship. Only question was where was the ship? They had travelled for too greater time period to be anywhere near Tyson's little town. Gods, it was hardly little, thought Kai, then berated himself for thinking the whole thing In the first place.
He glared up as Leon knelt to look at Kai's face. Leon still hadn't managed to wipe that grin off his face.
"I can't believe how easy it was to capture you, you've grown soft in those things company, and Voltaire is most displeased." The way he had described Kai's friends with a sneering 'things', was more then Kai could handle on his already short fuse, his face heated up and his eyes threw daggers.
"Now now, don't have a tantrum. Voltaire will be with us momentarily." Leon was so off-handed with his remarks it made Kai nauseous.
As if he knew before hand, and he probably did thought Kai, Voltaire strode into the room. His airs and graces were seriously diminished by his half shaved head and bandages. Boris scuttled behind, malice gleaming behind his mask as he looked at Kai bound and gagged on the floor. Leon stood as Voltaire entered.
"Well done boy, it seems at least someone can do their job around here!" the last had been directed at Boris, who cringed slightly under the harsh words. A small glare was sent at Leon, but it was noticed by Kai. A power struggle was going on here, and Kai didn't want to think at how low the two would go to get the place by Voltaire's side. Boris had already had a taste of that privilege, but Leon's drive was better, and it was the one thing Leon craved above all else. If allowed to get out of control, it would become a bloody battle, and Kai did not wish to see who emerged from the fight the winner.
"The chip is functioning as expected, yes?" goaded Voltaire.
"Perfectly sir, the bonds were a precaution in case of any difficulties, but there have been none." Leon stood to attention as he said this, looking every part the private in an army barracks.
"Then release him and have him stand, I wish to see him properly."
Leon jumped into action, flicking a knife from somewhere in his billowing sleeves. He cut the rope holding Kai's arms and legs. He then walked back to Voltaire's free side and the knife had disappeared, back to its hiding place. He then took the device from one of his pockets.
"Stand up Kai, and don't try to talk, you wont be able to." He ordered, playing the general now.
Kai moved to stand, his whole body protesting as nothing seemed to function after being tied up for so long. It didn't much matter though, as the chip made him stand eventually anyway, even if he still swayed slightly. He could feel blood rushing to his hands and feet, the sensation prickled at his skin. He wanted to flex them, but found himself unable, that damned chip!
Voltaire looked him up and down, and Kai felt like a piece of meat. He could hear the creaking of the ship as it floated in the harbour water. He wished he could see out of the windows, to see where the harbour might be, but wishing didn't achieve anything, or gain anything, so he let the thought slip away.
Voltaire had closed the distance between them, and was now looking intently at the bruise on his grandson's neck. Kai began to wish he was a piece of meat, at least then he would be dead and his problems over with. He found himself wishing a lot lately, maybe he had gotten soft.
Voltaire raised a hand to trace the blue markings on Kai's cheeks.
"At least some of you remains true to what you are" he murmured. Kai's brows drew downwards so slightly. The fact he could move still, even that much went unnoticed by himself as he flushed with questions he couldn't ask. Voltaire noticed the query in Kai's strangely coloured eyes.
"I suppose no one bothered to explain why we marked you this way. Every person that was trained at the abbey was marked Kai, but yours was the only one to be so visible. It is the mark of our heritage, our lineage. The warriors of the Hiwatari past always tattooed themselves in this manner, a sign to their enemies. You are the first from their time to have the tattoo upon your face, where it belongs. Leon! Show him yours."
Leon glared at Kai; he didn't need to be reminded that Kai was the one Biovolt needed. He un-tucked the back of his shirt and turned to face the other way. On the skin of his now exposed lower back were the four blue triangles Kai saw every time he looked at his reflection. They were spaced by Leon spine, but were exactly the same, if not smaller.
"this is Biovolts sign, and the world will come to fear it, in time. But first, we need you, and we will have you." Kai wanted to strangle them all, here and now, his fingers twitched and this time he noticed he could move, even if it was such a slight thing. His eyes continued to burn at them, not giving away his discovery.
"your eyes......" muttered Voltaire, "why are they like that? Neither of your parents had that colour, none have in our recorded history. Perhaps before, perhaps. The phoenix is right for you, you both have that fire." Kai wondered if Voltaire knew he was talking to himself, maybe that pounding he had given him before had knocked something in his head; Voltaire had never been this distant. He was always in control, no matter what.
Voltaire snapped, he whirled around and faced Boris and Leon. Leon had already tucked in his shirt and was once again standing straight and steady.
"I leave him with you two, Boris, obey Leon and Leon, ring Kai. The new Biovolt will have another symbol for its students. You may choose where, just not his nose." With that, Voltaire stomped out of the room, his boots clunking on the rough grained wooden decking that lined the ships floors.
Leon advanced and inspected Kai's face thoroughly. He leaned back and produced a silver ring and a large pin from somewhere in his many pockets.
"This may hurt" he offered, a gleam in his eye and smile that made Kai want to shudder.
He reached and pulled at Kai's lower lip, stretching it out. He then placed the pin against the soft tissue that lined with the middle of Kai's lower lip and pushed it through. Kai's breath caught in his throat slightly as sharp pain radiated out from his lip. Leon then pulled the pin out and pulled the ring apart with his own teeth. He then pushed one end of the now split ring through the bleeding hole the pin had left. Closing the gap between the ring ends with his fingers, he then leaned forward to lick the blood dripping down Kai's chin.
"Good boy" he murmured into Kai's ears, "you look great with it."
Pulling away from Kai he walked over to Boris. He leant to talk into Boris's own ear, but still made it loud enough for Kai to hear.
"You can have him now, I want him when he's close to breaking point. Now play nice, we still want him in one piece."
With that Leon walked to the door, turning just before he left to press something on the device that seemed to appear in his hands. Kai felt his body as his again and staggered with the sudden control. When he looked up, Leon had left, and he was alone with Boris, who was bent on revenge.
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Kai grunted as he hit the floor, everything they did they did with a rough edge. His arm began to hurt where he was leaning on it, yet he still couldn't move out of his own free will. Leon had the control, and Kai could bet he loved it.
His arm stopped its aching protest when Kai was lifted back on to the Hollywood style thug's shoulder. Leon was always into the dramatic side of things, his clothes gave that message clearly enough with out all this, but then Leon also liked to make sure his point got across. Kai expected much more to come, and none of it pleasant.
A sudden breeze stopped Kai's current train of thought. He could smell very strong odours of salt and fish. They hung in the air and invaded his nose every time he breathed. He could hear the very distinct cry of gulls. Too easy, thought Kai, why would Leon take him to a place he could so easily recognise over others? Other signs just made it easier to analyse his surroundings. He could hear the heavy shoe steps on hard concrete from the thug who was carrying him, so that meant they where by the sea, in an area that was built on and used. He could also hear the groan and creak of ships. Had Leon already forgotten that Kai knew a shipyard as well as anywhere else? His grandfather hadn't let Kai's education slip on anything, any situation was catered for. Who knew where Kai might have needed to go for Biovolts needs? Kai could bet in the short time he was at Biovolt (a mere five years), he had been introduced and educated in more places then most people could think of.
His reverie stopped there. He could hear water now, very clearly, and he was repositioned on the mans huge shoulder. He felt the man lean forward, and himself fall forward slightly. The concrete had given way to something metallic by the ringing noise the mans heavy shoes where making. This guy had probably never been subtle in his life, probably didn't even know what it was, thought Kai bitterly. He was more angry then anything else, and nervous. He was just reacting badly to the situation, but the admittance of that fact didn't stop him hating the guy.
Kai wondered if Leon was still with them at this point, it was impossible to tell, that guy matched Kai in stealth, and was probably better now. Kai regretted the fact he had not kept up with his training, but then who would've known he would have landed up in this situation. He wished he could hit something in frustration; Leon would have been nice to punch....
The daydream was cut short when he was dropped to the floor. He hissed as he landed on his bound arms. He could hear Leon's laugh, so he was still with them. Kai could feel wood beneath his bare arms, and again wondered where exactly he was, just because he knew what the surroundings were, didn't give him a clue as to what was going on. He hoped he wasn't in another warehouse, images of the last time kept running past his vision. He felt bile rise in his throat and forced it down, it would do no good to show weakness now.
He snapped back to reality when he felt his blindfold being removed. He blinked in the light as it was drawn away from his pale face and looked around him with his eyes, unable to move his head. The interior shows wood and metal, and was smaller then what Kai had expected. Small round windows were blacked out, leaving small lamps around the room to light the restrictive space. Dark reds, greens and dressed wood decorated the room, and with the small amount of space pushed on Kai oppressively. The room tilted slightly, and it was then that Kai realised he was on a ship. Only question was where was the ship? They had travelled for too greater time period to be anywhere near Tyson's little town. Gods, it was hardly little, thought Kai, then berated himself for thinking the whole thing In the first place.
He glared up as Leon knelt to look at Kai's face. Leon still hadn't managed to wipe that grin off his face.
"I can't believe how easy it was to capture you, you've grown soft in those things company, and Voltaire is most displeased." The way he had described Kai's friends with a sneering 'things', was more then Kai could handle on his already short fuse, his face heated up and his eyes threw daggers.
"Now now, don't have a tantrum. Voltaire will be with us momentarily." Leon was so off-handed with his remarks it made Kai nauseous.
As if he knew before hand, and he probably did thought Kai, Voltaire strode into the room. His airs and graces were seriously diminished by his half shaved head and bandages. Boris scuttled behind, malice gleaming behind his mask as he looked at Kai bound and gagged on the floor. Leon stood as Voltaire entered.
"Well done boy, it seems at least someone can do their job around here!" the last had been directed at Boris, who cringed slightly under the harsh words. A small glare was sent at Leon, but it was noticed by Kai. A power struggle was going on here, and Kai didn't want to think at how low the two would go to get the place by Voltaire's side. Boris had already had a taste of that privilege, but Leon's drive was better, and it was the one thing Leon craved above all else. If allowed to get out of control, it would become a bloody battle, and Kai did not wish to see who emerged from the fight the winner.
"The chip is functioning as expected, yes?" goaded Voltaire.
"Perfectly sir, the bonds were a precaution in case of any difficulties, but there have been none." Leon stood to attention as he said this, looking every part the private in an army barracks.
"Then release him and have him stand, I wish to see him properly."
Leon jumped into action, flicking a knife from somewhere in his billowing sleeves. He cut the rope holding Kai's arms and legs. He then walked back to Voltaire's free side and the knife had disappeared, back to its hiding place. He then took the device from one of his pockets.
"Stand up Kai, and don't try to talk, you wont be able to." He ordered, playing the general now.
Kai moved to stand, his whole body protesting as nothing seemed to function after being tied up for so long. It didn't much matter though, as the chip made him stand eventually anyway, even if he still swayed slightly. He could feel blood rushing to his hands and feet, the sensation prickled at his skin. He wanted to flex them, but found himself unable, that damned chip!
Voltaire looked him up and down, and Kai felt like a piece of meat. He could hear the creaking of the ship as it floated in the harbour water. He wished he could see out of the windows, to see where the harbour might be, but wishing didn't achieve anything, or gain anything, so he let the thought slip away.
Voltaire had closed the distance between them, and was now looking intently at the bruise on his grandson's neck. Kai began to wish he was a piece of meat, at least then he would be dead and his problems over with. He found himself wishing a lot lately, maybe he had gotten soft.
Voltaire raised a hand to trace the blue markings on Kai's cheeks.
"At least some of you remains true to what you are" he murmured. Kai's brows drew downwards so slightly. The fact he could move still, even that much went unnoticed by himself as he flushed with questions he couldn't ask. Voltaire noticed the query in Kai's strangely coloured eyes.
"I suppose no one bothered to explain why we marked you this way. Every person that was trained at the abbey was marked Kai, but yours was the only one to be so visible. It is the mark of our heritage, our lineage. The warriors of the Hiwatari past always tattooed themselves in this manner, a sign to their enemies. You are the first from their time to have the tattoo upon your face, where it belongs. Leon! Show him yours."
Leon glared at Kai; he didn't need to be reminded that Kai was the one Biovolt needed. He un-tucked the back of his shirt and turned to face the other way. On the skin of his now exposed lower back were the four blue triangles Kai saw every time he looked at his reflection. They were spaced by Leon spine, but were exactly the same, if not smaller.
"this is Biovolts sign, and the world will come to fear it, in time. But first, we need you, and we will have you." Kai wanted to strangle them all, here and now, his fingers twitched and this time he noticed he could move, even if it was such a slight thing. His eyes continued to burn at them, not giving away his discovery.
"your eyes......" muttered Voltaire, "why are they like that? Neither of your parents had that colour, none have in our recorded history. Perhaps before, perhaps. The phoenix is right for you, you both have that fire." Kai wondered if Voltaire knew he was talking to himself, maybe that pounding he had given him before had knocked something in his head; Voltaire had never been this distant. He was always in control, no matter what.
Voltaire snapped, he whirled around and faced Boris and Leon. Leon had already tucked in his shirt and was once again standing straight and steady.
"I leave him with you two, Boris, obey Leon and Leon, ring Kai. The new Biovolt will have another symbol for its students. You may choose where, just not his nose." With that, Voltaire stomped out of the room, his boots clunking on the rough grained wooden decking that lined the ships floors.
Leon advanced and inspected Kai's face thoroughly. He leaned back and produced a silver ring and a large pin from somewhere in his many pockets.
"This may hurt" he offered, a gleam in his eye and smile that made Kai want to shudder.
He reached and pulled at Kai's lower lip, stretching it out. He then placed the pin against the soft tissue that lined with the middle of Kai's lower lip and pushed it through. Kai's breath caught in his throat slightly as sharp pain radiated out from his lip. Leon then pulled the pin out and pulled the ring apart with his own teeth. He then pushed one end of the now split ring through the bleeding hole the pin had left. Closing the gap between the ring ends with his fingers, he then leaned forward to lick the blood dripping down Kai's chin.
"Good boy" he murmured into Kai's ears, "you look great with it."
Pulling away from Kai he walked over to Boris. He leant to talk into Boris's own ear, but still made it loud enough for Kai to hear.
"You can have him now, I want him when he's close to breaking point. Now play nice, we still want him in one piece."
With that Leon walked to the door, turning just before he left to press something on the device that seemed to appear in his hands. Kai felt his body as his again and staggered with the sudden control. When he looked up, Leon had left, and he was alone with Boris, who was bent on revenge.