Yumei: Hey people! I'm finally recovering from my Kai Fever. And that's also not the reason why there have been long updates. It's our darn limited internet again. Why?! Why must our computer be cursed with such… such… boundaries? Why?
------clears throat------
Anyway, thanks to all those who read my fanfic. I hope you all enjoy this chapter! And also… here are some of my replies to those who reviewed my fic and had questions included in it:
Reis1gurl: Of course it's Ray! Who else would it be?
Extreme-Carebear-Lover: (2) Yeah, I know that. And I don't care (I don't mean it in a rude way, okay?). And also Max isn't a girl here. What made you think that? Although I've got to admit myself there were some hints… EH! Weak point! I'm so bad in writing… huh, huh, huh… somebody give me a pat!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Beyblade. But if I did, then you wouldn't have been reading this fanfic!
Yumei: Please don't forget to R&R, peeps! Thanks anyway And Christmas is coming up so have a merry Christmas! Unless you live in some other country that doesn't celebrate Christmas… too bad! I'm getting loads of presents in 'ere! And money!! YAY!!
Chapter 3
Max's POV
"Hmm… I wonder what that letter was all about." I wondered and asked myself with curiosity.
I went upstairs to check out how Ray's doing with the letter. I heard Kenny typing on his computer. I've been hearing it all day. But I've also been ignoring it. Finally, I was in front of Ray's room. I knocked at the door. But I didn't hear him answer. I knocked again. Still, he didn't reply. I grew suspicious and entered his room. It was empty. Ray wasn't there.
"Hello? Ray? Are you in there?"
Still, nothing but silence was heard. I started looking for traces to where he was. I looked under his bed, in his cabinet, everywhere. Yet nothing was found. I forlornly sat on his bed. I sighed and looked around his room. I looked at his wall clock, window, trash bin… hey wait… what's that?
I noticed a piece of paper crumpled in the trash bin. It looked awfully familiar. A thought suddenly came up to my mind.
Is that the same letter I gave him earlier?
I ensured if it really was. I picked up the crumpled piece of paper and saw Ray's name written on it. It also had the same handwriting. I knew it! It was the same letter I gave him earlier! I opened the piece of paper and began to read the writings on it. I was terrified down to my throat. I hurriedly dashed downstairs and started to look for the other guys. This is a serious problem! I have to let them know!
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Ray's POV
It was nothing but a dark void. The abyss didn't even let in the slightest hint of light. It was filled with darkness, and nothing more. In fact, I was blinded by the overwhelming murkiness of the chasm. This obscurity was unusual, being darker than the usual gloom I have already encountered before. I had to feel my way in order to move. But how can I look for her in this darkness? It's barely possible even for me. Nobody's perfect after all.
I still looked desperately for her, feeling my way. Then I felt a sharp pain in my hand.
Ouch! What was that?
I stroked my hand and felt something thin and cold. I also smelled something odd. It was a very familiar smell… it was like… the smell of blood! By the time this scent entered my nostrils, I knew right away my hand had caught a fairly large piece of shattered glass. It hurt and bled badly, causing me to whimper and fall down to my knees. I held my hand and felt for the piece of glass again. I breathed in deeply and got ready. I had to do it, or the injury will just get worse and get infected.
Okay… here goes nothing…
I carefully pulled it out, enduring the pain of the small shattered glass in my palm. Every second seemed like hell. I hated it. I looked away although I knew I won't be able to see it in this darkness. Bit by bit, inch by inch… finally, that's the half part of the glass. It's time to keep on going if I'm ever gonna pull out the whole thing. I breathed in deeply once again. Once more, agony showed itself to me. Each passing second it grew sorer. Each inch was like hell. Finally, the piece of glass was removed. I was relieved but it still felt painful and bled even more. I felt for my temple and removed my bandana and used it as a wrapping around my injury. It still stung but it was better than having me bleed to death.
My wound was still sore but I had to find out where she was or doomsday will follow. I tried to ignore the pain and continue the search. Although I was in dread of wounding myself again, I still felt me surroundings, trying to feel my way around. I struggled to avoid any sharp object as possibly as I could. Whenever I had felt for something sharp, I would have reacted to my senses and swiftly pulled my hand away.
Unexpectedly, a thought surfaced my mind—time. Yes, time. It was already five minutes. Maybe even five minutes has already past. I felt nervous that maybe she has already done something with my friends. This is my entire fault. If only I wasn't injured a while ago, then maybe I would not have been delayed in my search for her. Darn, what am I going to do?
I hastily sat down, all hopes shattered. I couldn't believe this was happening. Is this only an illusion? Are my eyes fooling me? Questions, questions, questions… they all found home among my thoughts. My head was filled with question marks and my heart was gradually being devoured by the melancholy that was born within my soul. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see reality all falling apart.
I suddenly felt a strange presence behind me. It was the exact same presence that had been bothering me for quite a while. My eyes widened and my head turned to my back. Unaware of my visual surroundings, I held out, trying to feel for something. Yet nothing was felt. Without me noticing, someone grabbed me from behind and pierced the side of my neck with her fingers, causing me to be unconscious…
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Max's POV
"WHAT?! Did he actually go there all by himself?!" Tyson shrieked to the top of his lungs.
"Yelling won't help Tyson." Kai claimed.
"He's right, Tyson. Nothing will happen if you just keep on screeching like this and that and besides we have to think up of a plan on how we can approach this person without getting noticed." Kenny proposed.
We all sat down quietly and we all thought about it. Hmm… how do we avoid getting noticed? To pick an abandoned place... a typical choice. But still there must be a reason why he chose that venue. He was also intelligent, I should say. Even the travel time by foot was accurately written on the letter. This was going to be a hard one to crack, I know it.
From out of the blue, Tyson stood up and started complaining.
"Err… I can't take this anymore!! We have to go now instead of just sitting here and do nothing!! Ray's life is on the line for crying out loud!!"
"We are doing something, Tyson. We're thinking of a plan on how we can get to him in a safer way. So why don't you just zip it?" Kai suddenly exclaimed out of nowhere.
"Thinking? We have no time for that right now! Are you blind? Can't you see Ray is in trouble?" Tyson hollered back.
"I'm not the one who's blind. You are Tyson! Can't you see our lives will be at a risk too if we just recklessly barge in there?!" Kai protested as he too stood up.
"I don't care about my life! I care for Ray's life! He's in big trouble and if we don't get him outta there, than he'll be hurt!" Tyson answered back.
"Don't you think he'll be more hurt if we became the victim?" Kai calmly countered back.
"Why you…!"
"Guys, GUYS! Stop it already! Fighting won't help either! So you'll just save your arguments for later! Right now, Ray needs help!" I said, preventing the two from taking it out on each other.
The two surprisingly sat down and Tyson just grunted at Kai, who was just looking away, as usual.
"Since everybody's settled down now, we better think of a plan on how we can sneak up on the mystery guy, fast." Kenny suggested.
"Yeah, you're right. We have to think up of something before anything bad happens to Ray." Hilary added.
Silence arose the atmosphere once more. Finally, chaos had rested. We can now think deeply on how we can approach him in a clever way, without getting noticed.
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Ray's POV
"Ugh…"
What happened? The last thing I remember was… when I was cut by a piece of shattered glass and then…
Suddenly, red eyes seemed to have appeared out of the darkness. I realized they were the exact eyes I saw in my dream. That must be her! I'm sure of it! No doubt at all…
I tried to stand up but something was pulling my body down to the ground. It was as if something was tied around my body. Yet I couldn't see any kind of rope or whatsoever tying me down. I was confused of course yet somehow I knew what it was. It was a very strange feeling. I couldn't explain in any way at all.
Out from the darkness, a person slowly revealed himself. Actually, it was a 'her'.
"You…"
She was the same person who was in my dream and the one who wrote me that letter. She was wearing a strange outfit I have never seen before. It had a top and a skirt. The top was just plain black and was a turtle-neck and had sleeves with a cut along the side of each sleeve. On top of it was like a kimono's but the sleeves were cut off and the lower part. It was the color blue. She had gloves that went all the way to the upper part of the arm and had another pair of black ones under that. Her skirt was just a plain brown one, and it was tight. Under the skirt was something like shorts but it was made out of leather and was the color of black. She had some kind of wrapping around both of her knees and had gray stockings only up to below the knee. She was wearing the same king of shoes I'm wearing right now. Her face was covered that made her look exactly like an assassin.
A question.
"What are going to do with me?"
No response. She just stood there, gaping at me. I didn't really like the expression on her face. It was unpredictable but somehow I felt something not right. Her eyes gleamed as luminous as a ruby yet it flowed like blood. It was enraged yet cold. These were unique eyes I have never seen before in my life. Then she just turned away. Before disappearing in the darkness once more, she looked back, her hand right in front of my face. Unexpectedly, her hand started to glow faintly. Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation on my mouth, as if it was something covering it. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. it was a very unexplainable experience. I couldn't tell whether that was real or just an illusion.
At last, she opened her mouth.
"Revenge… at last."
Well that's a nice thing to say.
Finally, she vanished from sight, overwhelmed by the darkness once again.
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Chubby: -poops-
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Chubby: -runs away-
Yumei: Yo, come back here before anything bad happens to ya! Do you want me to shove your head into a meat grinder? Huh? Do ya?
Chubby: -nowhere to be found-
Yumei: Sigh… there goes another meat bun!