Hey there all! Like the secret? Everyone feels sorry for Kai, and that's the way it should be! But don't hate his friends, they are doing it because they think they will lose Kai, they don't know that the decision is a poor one, it's a mistake they have to try and fix. I'm sorry about the cliffie, but I can't help doing them! They work so well!

It certainly wasn't the last chapter! Though the 'end' will be soon, it is just the continuation of this one!

I would want to keep the phoenixes if I were Kai, they are a part of him now, and keep him going when he wants to give up. In this story, without them, he may not have made some of the things he's been through. Plus, he always felt Dranzer very closely, and Black Dranzer after he first used that beyblade. Now they can manifest themselves into him makes no difference to the connection they have except to make it better. Voltaire did get what was coming to him! I couldn't let him have the death penalty, hence the reduced sentence for helping, as I don't believe in the death penalty. I understand how an eye for an eye works, makes justified sense, but how can anyone say that someone should be killed? Killing someone, even for reasons, makes you as bad as them. And for some, death is a way out of other punishments, so it's not really a punishment at all! Eep! Enough of my ranting, so on a tangent there!

Sorry again about the cliffie! You will come in soon, I promise! I can't wait for the special review! It's ok for the short review; I love all reviews regardless of size!

You can bet they all feel guilty! They know they have hurt Kai, but they think they are protecting him. They associate the fusion of the bitbeasts with a change in Kai, and not a good one. They are scared for him, and they don't understand the whole thing Kai now has. They all have bitbeasts, but since they lack the closeness Kai has, they don't understand. It's like they are very misinformed about what Kai has become! Tadashi can understand, but she doesn't want to loose Kai to them. Your right about the guards, but will they be effective..................

Kai won't kill himself! Then there would be no story! The poem has that definite side to it, but it's also about making important decisions. There's also a twist to it that suggests the person didn't kill themselves, but thought on it and has thought on it ever since. I thought Tori would be a nice touch. She's still there, even if she is with Tadashi. Tori will play a bigger part in the sequel, even if she is dead!

It is the foundation for the sequel! It will pave the way nicely! I love writing about angst, with some humour in to break it up. It seems to work so well!

Of course Kai is not alone, not with all you wonderful readers to back him up!

Thank you for attempting to review every chapter! That's quite an achievement, so keep it up, you doing so well!

They can do it to him as he is seen as a threat to the public, he did beat Voltaire up to hospital point remember? Even though Voltaire deserved it, they have to consider the thought that Kai could react the same way if he feels threatened again, and the public is their main priority.

I'm glad I could do something to help your crappy day!

I'll update! I promise!

You can repeat yourself over and over again; I never grow tired of your reviews! Thank you all about the poem, and all the compliments! Tala will be making an entrance in the sequel!

Now let's see what happens shall we!

Warm fuzzies!

Kai was no longer panicking. He had found a place inside of him that could only concentrate on survival. Instinct ruled now. His intense gaze was no longer focused on the faces of those who had betrayed him, they now scanned the room. He took in the people as a statistic, debating if and how they would get in his way. The guards seemed to be ever so slowly closing in on him, three already held Voltaire between them. The phoenixes wanted out, to help Kai in the only way they knew how. He couldn't risk them here, and they would be too restraining freed in such an enclosed area. He fed off their energy instead, an animal growl vibrated in his throat. His eyes seemed to burn, and anyone under their look flinched back.

Maybe he was an animal, a risk, but they wouldn't take him. He was what he was, he would not be changed!

He risked a sudden leap to the doors, only to be blocked by men in uniform. They tried to drive him back, hoping to corner him. The boy didn't seem to be a huge threat, but they had been told to take no risks.

He did back away from them, his eyes darting around the room. There had to be a way out. His back hit the obstruction of the table he had been seated at. Everyone else had backed away to the edges of the room. No one was allowed to leave, to open an exit till he was safe in custody. Kai could hear the judge yelling at him to be sensible, at the guards to just grab him. His lips quirked up briefly. How mistaken were they all!

His eyes rested on those he had called friends, those he had almost wanted to embrace as family. They where headed towards him.

"Kai!" called out Tyson. "Don't be an idiot man, they need to do this!"

Kai sneered at him, "go away! All of you! You don't understand anything! I trusted you........" he finished with a small hiss of pain, not physical, but so deep it almost was. He had trusted them. Now he paid the price for letting his guard down.

He jumped onto the table backwards. Paperwork crunched beneath his feet. He ignored it, it was unimportant, irrelevant. He wasn't going down easy, there was too much to fight for, his life.

Adopting a defensive stance, he scanned the men advancing on him quickly. They all looked tough, hard bodies and hard faced. Kai guessed they were the elites of the force, well used to being called on to deal with tackling dangerous people. His own face was a mask, no emotion seeped through to give them an edge. He could not loose!

They advanced further still. Kai waited till they were almost close enough to grab at his legs, then leaped at one of them. The man was taken by surprise; Kai was fast, moving from a seemingly benign position to an attack before they guy could blink. And he had done it without seeming to tense a muscle in preparation.

Kai had put all the force of his jump into his hands as the pushed against the front of the mans shoulders. The man fell backwards to the hard floor, the wind driven out of him as Kai was crouched on his chest. Kai kicked off the man quickly and hurled forward at a run. They would have done better to have had at least two waves of men. Now their mistake gave Kai an advantage.

He made it to a position near the door, next to the public stands. He turned round, and was faced by an unexpected adversary. Ray.

"Kai, don't make me have to try and stop you, just let them." Kai looked deeply into the amber orbs of his former friend. He was confronted with the belief Ray held in what he was doing was right. Why had they never understood this?

"I won't give them up Ray, so it looks like you will have to stop me. Bring it on."

Ray did. He moved forward to Kai, intent on grabbing something on Kai to stop him. Kai dodged, only to be confronted by a new move from Ray. Soon they began to weave a dance in the small space between the wall of the room, and the wall of the public stands. Moves flowed into other ones, each good at martial arts. Kai soon gained the upper hand, harder training and more extensive knowledge of different styles and moves. With a kick square to Ray's chest, the raven haired teen fell to his knees, gasping for breath.

The guards surged forward at Ray's fail. Kai looked up before leaping at the door. He used the top the door frame to pull himself up. His knees tucked under his chest as his fingers gripped the tiny ledge, he pushed backwards hard. Twisting around in the air, his foot was grabbed by one of the guards. Being pulled down meant that instead of going over the rail at the top of the public stands to land on the seats, he was smacked against the side instead. Hands above his head grasped the rail clumsily till he gained a steady purchase.

He shook his now sore head and tried kicking the guy holding both his legs off. The man wasn't budging, instead holding tighter and trying to pull Kai down. He couldn't go down like this. Kai clenched his fingers tighter around the rail and began to pull himself up.

It was slow going. As soon as the man realised what Kai was doing, he beckoned several more to help. Soon Kai was trying to kick off more men, losing shoes and a sock to the melee around his legs. If he wasn't careful he could lose his trousers, and he wasn't so sure exposing his boxers to the courtroom would help his predicament.

Sweat beading his forehead, arm and back muscles straining, he pulled himself up till his arms were straight in front of him, trembling with the effort of holding up the excess body baggage. He groaned slightly as he tried to kick them off again, reaching forward with one hand to pull himself over the bar. He could feel his stomach bruising as his weight was shifted from his arms to his abdomen, one arm still gripping the bar to stop him being pulled over.

He looked up, and regretted it instantly. Samantha stood, a few chairs distance away. In her hand was a loaded syringe. Kai's mouth dried instantly, his eyes widening. That wasn't what he thought it was, was it? They had prepared for this, expected it! He gulped with a dry throat, and almost choked on it. Samantha took a step forward.

"Kai, I wont hurt you. Your hurting yourself! Please let me do this!" she begged, her green eyes wet with unshed tears.

Kai ignored the burning line against his stomach, the muscles aching in his arms, the weight on his legs. All he could see was the needle. His own screams echoed in his head, his past swam in his mind, all the drugs, the needles, the tattoos. He couldn't breathe.

Then Samantha took another, bigger step forward, the needle coming down to his arm. He didn't think as he moved his arm back, flinching. His other arm buckled and the pressure increased on his abdomen, driving the air in his lungs out with a hissed "shit". The men below him felt the change, and pulled.

Samantha went to grab his outstretched arm as he was yanked back. As he was pulled over his chin struck the rail hard. Blood welled up in his mouth from his now bitten inside cheek, his teeth felt jarred. He continued to slide down fast, his now sweaty hand finding no grip on the rail. He fell backwards into the waiting arms of the guards below. They grabbed at him, his legs, arms, clothes, anything to try and hold him still.

He fought back. Limbs flew everywhere as he bared bloody teeth at them in a snarl. He used the energy from the bitbeasts, but there was only so much they could give. He struggled madly, his fingers clawing at faces, his feet finding soft parts to kick. Men fell away only to be replaced by more. Kai's struggles grew more frantic; images of Boris loomed in his mind before it was all he could do not to tear someone's throat out. Old wounds started to ache, the new bruise felt like fire, his ribs threatened to erupt in new pain. He wanted to scream, yet all he could do was pant and fight, anything to stop them.

The bitbeasts were seeping through; Kai's weakening energy drove them to help more. His nails soon became sharper, more pointed. The scratches he inflicted were deeper, drawing blood. There was a definite force now behind his kicks, and any noises escaping his tortured throat were more animal. His wings started to tear through his back, the solidifying shapes beating against the men trying to hold him. He yelled at the pain from the wings, and as someone tried to twist his arm around his back.

Growling, he pushed at the man with a strong beat of his wing. The man staggered back from the shove of the crimson and black appendage and let go of Kai's arm. It opened an exit from the fight. Kai took the opportunity and pushed back at them with one long sweep of the huge wings and pushed himself forward. Taking the risk had been just that, a risk. He hadn't counted on one of them to grab at a fistful of feathers. He howled as he felt them ripped from the skin of the wing. The force of them being pulled twisted him round slightly. His socked foot slipped on the smooth floor, bringing him down to his knees and hands.

The guards pounced. They drove Kai down to the floor, pushing him against the cold surface. Suddenly, there was no fight left in him. He squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered against the floor. He just couldn't do it, there was only so much he could take. It was too much like being at the abbey. It was too much like being back with Boris. He could feel his hold on the bitbeasts diminish, them fading from his body but not his mind. He opened his eyes, and they gleamed dully in the blocked light. He never expected this day would have been this bad, would have turned against him.

He looked up as best he could with his head pressed to the floor. Samantha knelt beside him, tears free from their prison leaked down her face.

"I'm sorry Kai, please know we do this because we love you, we worry."

However sorry she looked and sounded, Kai couldn't believe it. They had betrayed him, and it seared his soul. The needle in her hand glinted, and he snarled at her, blood dripping from his mouth. Just as suddenly, the fight came back.

He thrashed against the floor, wiggling violently as the men holding him resorted to using all their body weight just to hold him. One spare man grabbed Kai's arm and held it out. Seeing the syringe getting steadily closer, Kai redoubled his efforts. He knew there was a sedative in the syringe, and he couldn't bear the thought of going under again, where anything could happen and he would be helpless to help himself. He hated feeling helpless.

Soon he had two men sitting on his arm, the third holding his hand steady. He still refused to keep still. Yet it wasn't enough. He cringed as the needle penetrated his skin and snagged against it as he flinched his arm. He could feel the cool liquid as it was forced up his arm. He stopped his struggles and closed his eyes. He could feel the stuff they had loaded into him flow around him, numbing his mind. He lowered his breathing rate.

They seemed to think he was starting to go under the effects of the sedative. It was a strong one they had used, and Samantha was concerned that it may have been too strong, seeing as Kai was going to sleep so quickly. The men slowly loosened their hold on the teen. Samantha shooed them all off and knelt by Kai, finding his pulse. It was steady, if a bit slow. She sighed in relief. He was ok, it hadn't been too much.

Kai lay, unmoving. The sedative was strong, they had thought of everything, well, almost everything. They hadn't counted on Kai's training. He waited as Samantha took his pulse, then just a moment more. The sound he was waiting for happened, a door was opened. Before anyone could react he pushed up, knocking the red haired nurse out of the way as he hurtled towards the door. They tried to close it, but Kai had caught them by surprise. He threw himself at the half closed doors and rolled across the hall on the other side.

He got back up and ran down the hall, his socked foot causing him to slip around the corners. He could hear them behind him, yelling at him. He continued to run, his head feeling woozier with each step. The drug was beginning to take effect, and he was so weary from before. Shaking his head to clear it only left him dizzier. He was confronted by a set of stairs. Using the rail, he flew down the steps, and instantly regretted it.

His clothed foot slipped on one of the smooth, polished steps and he pitched forward. He relaxed as he fell, and it was easy to do since the drug was taking too much effect for his liking. He cried out sharply as his head bashed against something hard. When he reached the bottom, he couldn't move. The drug had taken hold and he was slipping under the blanket of sleep it made. His head throbbed, his muscles groaned at him, and his mouth was still bleeding. He couldn't fight the drug; it was too tired, too dizzy. Groaning in frustration, he succumbed to it, there was nothing he or the bitbeasts could do now, they were in fates hands.

Fates

I'm sure I should be sad

I'm hollow there instead

I can never stop this journey

There's no place to rest my head

I'm always so alone

Yet I chose to be this way

I wish I could feel something

Apart from this apathy

You can never get too close

Betrayal I've felt too much

Walls of flame erupt around me

Severing any kind of touch

How could you do this to me

When I gave you all my trust

What does that word mean to you?

For me it's a part of life, a must

Why did you try to change me?

I can't be someone like you

If who I am isn't good enough

Then your feelings are untrue

You think it alright to decide

Behind my unprotected back

Now my heart you pierced with an arrow

From a bowstring never slack

The rain falls down ever softly

So hot it burns my skin

A sharp contrast to the shadowed embrace

Of the dark angel I call kin

I surrender to the emptiness

From the bleakness I now feel

Following the path the Fates set me

Maybe you bargained a better deal

I yield to the sisters weaving

Even when their scissors part my thread

My destiny decided for me

My tears are stained with red