Title: Torment

Author: Kirie Hiiwatari

Rating: PG-13

Warning: See Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters. Any and all unrecognized characters belong to me and only me!

Summary: See Chapter 1

The Abbey was silent. Nothing moved. All doors sealed shut. Only cold air walked the corridors, which was soon broken by a loud scream. It echoed all through the building.

The Demolition Boys were still sat in the locker room awaiting orders from their trainer...waiting for their captain to return. No movement came from the team, Ian sat on the far right of the bench staring at his feet, Spencer sat next to him staring at the lockers opposite him and Bryan was leaning on the lockers behind him with his eyes closed.

'Come on, Tala. You have been out for more than two hours now. Where the hell are you? Please be alright...don't fight back!' Bryan opened his eyes to the sound of the door opening. Spencer was peering round the frame of the door.

"Hey don't worry. This is Tala we're talking about, he can look after himself...he won't do anything stupid..." Spencer closed the door again and looked down to the floor, "...hopefully." he took his seat next to Ian again who still hasn't moved, until he heard what Spencer had just said about his captain. He jumped up out of his seat and punched the locker in front of him.

"How can you say that he can take care of himself? He is one of us! He needs our help just as much as we need his help!" The small blader looked at his fist as he cared for his teammate. "You assume he can look after himself just because he is our captain! He is a 16-year-old boy who needs our help! I can't just sit here!" Ian ran out of the door, down the corridor.

"Okay? What is wrong with him?" Spencer shrugged. "But...he does have a point." Bryan sighed. "Come on; let's go after him. If we're quick he won't have gone far." Bryan got to his feet and headed for the door with Spencer close behind. Spencer shut the door as he followed his teammate out.

The room was silent once the redhead laid helplessly on the floor in front of Boris. The once styled crimson hair was now let down, flowing behind him, a few strands laid across the once pale complexion which now matched his hair. The young blader laid unconscious in the center of his trainers' office. The large wooden doors opened and the owner of the room left them open as if no one else was in the Abbey. The heavy footsteps became silence, when he disappeared from the corridor. The crimson blader was still; no movement came from his injured body.

The sound of footsteps broke the silence; they made their way towards the office and made a sudden halt when they came in contact with the carpet of the office. "Hey guys! He's in here and needs medical attention." The small Demolition Boy came and knelt down beside is wounded captain. The body still made no movement. "I knew this was going to happen. Why is it always you? It wasn't just you in the tournament; I was there too. If you failed...then so did I." The small boy whispered hoping his friend would hear. Just as he said this the other two bladers entered the room. Ian looked up at his friends; "He hasn't moved since I got here..." he looked back down to the wounded teen.

"I'm alright..." Tala coughed up some blood as he spoke, "Ian, it is always me because...I am the captain and I am responsible for the teams actions, and you didn't fail..." Tala coughed once again, Bryan held him up as he carried on speaking, "...I let the team down. Boris isn't finished, he isn't going to 'punish' just one of us," the team stopped walking and looked on in confusion. He sighed. "While I was being 'punished' he was going on about that our failure was a team effort, so he is going to 'punish' us as a team, but when we least expect it. I mean he caught me when I was on my way back to you guys."

"That sick bastard! I hate him! I wish there was a way we could give him a taste of his own medicine." Ian paced the locker room while Bryan and Spencer tended to Tala's external injuries. He stopped and sighed. "I'm glad Kai's coming back. He knows what to do and also knows the way out of this fucking prison without getting caught on camera." He turned to the other three on the bench. Tala sighed which brought the purple haired blader in front of him.

"Kai...Kai isn't coming back." The three bladers gasped, "I...I told him not to. BUT he will probably come anyway. He never listens to me he does what his heart tells him to." Tala started to go quiet as he spoke.

"If he comes back, Boris will..." Ian started to look at the down side of Kai coming back.

"I know that's why I told him to stay with Rei. Unfortunately I think Kai will tell Rei some secrets about the Abbey and Rei will take it in his own hands. You know what he's like." A small smile was brought to his face at the thought of Rei helping them. Bryan glared at Tala, since he wouldn't let him finish him off in his battle, but now he knows why.

"Yeah! A curious kitty cat." Tala looked at Bryan with an amused look. "Ok, I have to admit he is an ok sorta guy. Besides a friend of Kai's is a friend of mine." He smiled at Tala. Tala's smile faded. 'Kai, please tell him what is necessary. Don't go over board. I don't want to clean up a dead kitty.'