Chapter 9

umi n secylia: yeah, I know about the homework thing. [[winces]]

DranzerGirl: Think Panas is in for a chance? And yes, little brother Kai. :p

lilmatchgirl007: Mm, Kai is hot indeed, but I was thinking in terms of the publicity. Kai, Johnny and Michael are all front page material, but I just feel that Tala and Ray would be on there more.

Bloody Mary: Long rant? As if he'd pay attention. :p

russle: Glad you like the reflections. A lot of them throughout this story.

Kappy Locks: Lol. Gee, I wonder...

HimekoSukie: Tala will be hurt... or pissed!

KuronekoHikage: It is? [[stares at last chapter]]

eyriess: I'm starting to worry about you...

Mizuyah: Nope. Man on a mission.

Reiven: Actually, I have drawn a pic and it's not very good. And in my opinion, the best non-slash fic is Who Said I Wanted Too by Kerrie-chan. Some good stuff in that one.

Cat in the web: Bryan can be too unpredictable even for Kai sometimes I guess. :p

Jay Kamiya: More stubborn than I am, for sure. ;)

Black Panther Wolf: I have many pictures of G-Rev Tala. Mostly, though, I have pictures of G-Rev White Tigers. I have my reasons...

Warning: long chapter.

Warning II: long chapter contains rape.

Disclaimer: See first page

"This had better be important." Boris followed the guard through the levels of the Abbey toward the more frontward chambers of the lower level. "I must complete my preparations for teaching the boys the punishment for disregarding orders."

"It's important sir." The guard looked back. "Remember how you told us to inform you should Kuznetsov arrive?"

"Yes."

"Well, he's here."

Boris looked up sharply as he entered the room, spotting Bryan on the far side leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he glared up toward the newcomer. Boris could not help but smirk as his gaze played over the adolescent, his eye's unseen behind the goggles that completed his outfit.

"What a pleasant surprise." Boris nodded. "I see you are healing well since I saw you in our last meeting."

"And I see your head's still attached." Bryan pushed himself up, glaring. "I'm here to cut a deal, Balkov."

"Interesting. And what sort of deal do you have in mind?"

"A trade. You will release all of the boys in this Abbey and will not bother them again, and that includes Panas. They shall be allowed to return to their homes and live their lives without any form of Biovolt interference."

"I see." Boris narrowed his eyes. "And what is it that I get in return?"

There was the slightest of hesitations, and had Boris not been looking for it he might have missed it. "Me."

"Intriguing." Boris sniggered. "You do realise that you are in no position to make bargains, Bryan. I could have you chained and beaten right now."

"I'm aware of that. But thing is, Boris," Bryan tugged at his jacket, revealing the small device, "I brought a little incentive."

"I see. And how would you benefit from destroying yourself?"

"I'd have the satisfaction of taking you with me." Bryan narrowed his eyes, face impassive. "Do we have an understanding?"

"So all I must do is release the boys?"

"And Panas."

"Of course." Boris smirked. "You are as ruthless in bargaining as you are in blading, Bryan. I must say I am impressed with your performance."

"So we have a deal?"

"We do." Boris turned to the guard. "Send word that we will be moving out within the hour. The students are to remain here at the Abbey, unguarded. We will not be taking them with us, and they should be considered no longer in our care."

"Yes sir."

Bryan narrowed his eyes. "You were leaving anyway?"

"We were." Boris regarded him. "Only we now we have less to pack. So, Bryan, you will now follow me to our mode of transport. That was our deal, after all."

"It was."

Bryan followed Boris through the halls of the Abbey, hearing the cheers of the boys as word went through them that they were to be freed. He sighed, knowing he should feel victorious, but unable. Their freedom had come at a price. And now that debt had to be paid.

Bryan regarded the helicopter that Boris moved toward. It was the smaller of the aircraft, the same chopper Kai had used when he had challenged the Blade Breakers just weeks beforehand. Boris climbed into it, beckoning for Bryan to follow. The blader cast one last glance behind him, spotting a few of the boys watching with wide eyes.

Bryan turned his back on them, climbing up into the aircraft before the guard pulled the door closed. Bryan suppressed the shudder that threatened to run through him, and as they rose off the ground Bryan's eyes drifted out toward Moscow, knowing that Tala still slept, unaware that Bryan had gone. He was going to be pissed when he found out.

"I don't know if I should be disappointed or proud."

Bryan glanced around, gaze levelling on his former trainer.

Boris smiled faintly. "It was foolish walking into a trap, yet no doubt you already knew that. Yet still you came, bargaining no less, and securing the freedom of the other boys. Now, I have something I wish of you to do. Would you kindly remove the explosive device."

Bryan stared at him for a moment before he reached up, plucking the device from the inside of his jacket and handing it across to Boris. Boris reached out to take it, twisting his hand in its path at the last moment and catching Bryan around the wrist, squeezing the still healing bones and forcing Bryan from his seat to his knees, though the teens face remained impassive.

"I know it hurts, Bryan, but I am still rather… displeased over the way you left." Boris tugged Bryan toward him, the small device slipping from Bryan's grip to clatter on the ground. 'You fractured my skull, just as I fractured the arms of both you and Tala."

Boris smirked, leaning forward. "You didn't tell Tala you were coming to me, did you? He would have tried to stop you."

"He… don't understand." Bryan gritted his teeth. "I know… bout you wanting… ultimate project. You wanted… core. Me core."

"Indeed you are." Boris tugged Bryan closer, kissing him. "And I am glad to see you've been able to maintain your memories of the time, Bryan. I have been wondering for a while now how much you all remembered. I am sure that Kai will have forgotten, and Tala has always been able to shut away the things he wishes to forget."

Boris smirked, pressing his lips to Bryan's ear. "But how about you? I am sure you remember every detail, retained it in your memory to use in your anger against me. The hard training, the experimentation… yes, I'm sure you remember."

Bryan narrowed his eyes, glaring daggers at Boris. Yes, he remembered all right. Ever since he was a baby he had been put through tests and experiments, enhancing his mind and body to breaking point, where he had to either overcome it or die.

He gritted his teeth as Boris bit him hard on the neck, drawing blood. He tried to jerk free, but Boris tightened his grip on Bryan's wrist, Bryan feeling a pop and knowing something had just dislocated.

Boris straightened, grabbing Bryan by the hair and slamming him into the wall before throwing him across the space onto the far seat where Bryan had originally been situated. The pilot would not ask questions, and would not see as Boris had made sure that the small door that separated the cabin area from the passengers was closed and locked.

Bryan fought the dizziness as he slowly pushed himself up, only to have a hand plant itself firmly on his back pushing him down again. Bryan gritted his teeth, already knowing what was next even before he felt Boris tug at his belt.

Bryan squeezed his eyes closed as he felt Boris pierce him, the memories of previous encounters playing through his mind. That first time on the desk of Boris's office, and every time since, each one adding to the hatred for the man that sort to control him.

No one would ever control him. Not the wild Falcon. He would maintain his inner freedom, never succumbing to the attempts of taming him. Yes, this was why Boris did what he did. Boris was trying to tame the creation he had made and altered to suit the needs of the company, the needs of Voltaire and Biovolt.

Bryan shut his mind off from his surroundings, retreating inward, 'phasing out' as Ian would call it. If he didn't do this, Bryan knew he would have probably lost the battle long ago, cracking under the strain that played on him mentally and physically. His emotions had been lost to experimentation long ago.

Strangely he found his mind drifting toward Tala and the barrier he sensed between them. Bryan had to wonder if his lack of emotion was the only thing that stood between them. Tala wanted him to change, but Bryan knew that was something he could not do. They had to thank Boris for that, as much of the experimentation and conditioning could not be reversed.

But in wanting Bryan to change… did Tala also want to be able to control him? If that were the case… yes, that might explain Bryan's side of the barrier. If Tala tried to gain some sort of control, or if Bryan subconsciously believed Tala to be trying to gain control, then Bryan would block him out. That would explain-

He jerked back into reality as Boris yanked back his head, sucking the blood from his neck as a vampire would, Bryan feeling sickened. Bryan fought the urge to fight back, having learnt long ago that once Boris was inside it was pointless, and not to mention painful.

Bryan listened to Boris's groans and grunts, registering the fact that it was almost over. It had happened often enough for Bryan to learn what to listen for. He sighed, pushing aside the pain and once more allowing his mind to wander until he felt Boris erupt, a small sense of relief playing through Bryan's emotions as he felt Boris withdraw.

Boris usually only raped him once in a single attack. There had been occasions were he had done it more, but they were rare. The worst time had been when Bryan was 12, Boris sending Tala, Panas and several of the more gifted boys on a mini training camp while Bryan stayed behind for 'special training'. Boris forced himself on Bryan first during a training session, then in Bryan's own room before eventually dragging him to Boris's room where he tied him to the bed, having his way with him all night.

Bryan fought the shudder as he pushed himself up, fixing his clothes and refastening his belt. He ignored Boris's laugh as he set himself down as far away from Boris as he could, gazing out into the increasing light and noting that they were lowering.

"It would seem we are here," Boris said, eyes sparkling as he regarded the teen. "I do hope you will be able to walk."

Bryan glared at him, Boris smirking as he noted it to be the infamous 'death glare' that Kai had made famous though Bryan had been the first to perfect it. As soon as the chopper set down Boris climbed out, dragging Bryan after him, the teen stumbling slightly on the loose gravel before he gained his footing.

"Where the hell are we?"

Boris looked down at him. "A Biovolt facility I use only when the situation calls for it. You will not find it on any of the maps nor on the Abbey's records. I was going to bring all the boys here, but they are to be released, as promised." Boris sniggered. "You should consider this a homecoming, Bryan. It was here that you were conceived and born."

"I don't remember this place."

"Yourself and your parents were brought to the Abbey when you were two-weeks-old. Save for the laboratories and the Championship, you have never left the Abbey, nor did I ever bring you back to this facility."

Bryan glared up at him as they moved through the corridors, a light dust stirring with each step. "Why are we here now?"

"The BBAs meddling is bound to have them raid the Abbey sooner or later. I cannot afford to lose you."

Bryan snorted, returning his gaze ahead.

Boris looked down at him, unseen eyes tracing the youngers features. "Do not think yourself unwanted, my son. You are of great use to me. In many ways you are my greatest triumph, for which I admire you. Your strength is unlike anything I have ever seen."

"Quit yapping, Boris." Bryan shot him a glare. "Stop trying to win me over."

"I gave up trying to win you over a long time ago." Boris noted Bryan's sharp look before the elder stopped. "Ah, here we are."

Bryan watched as Boris keyed a combination into the keypad, the door sliding open with a hissing of compressed air. Bryan gazed down, spotting the crumpled form against the side wall, his eyes taking in the chains and blood before he glanced back.

"Remember our agreement, Boris. You're to let him go."

"I said I would let the boys at the Abbey go, Bryan. Panas is not at the Abbey."

Bryan frowned, turning to question him only to feel a sharp blow reverberate through him from the base of his neck, a bright light flashing across his vision as he sensed himself falling. He never felt the landing, as the darkness claimed him as he plunged to the floor.

I know what you're going to say. You're going to ask if Boris can die at the end, right? :p