Hello Everybody!!! Here is chapter 4... I think... whaaa!! I forgot how to
count!!!
Savvy: Calm down freezewind this is chapter 4.
Oh good. Phew!
Savvy: Don't mind her, she just finished a math and two English exams. She's a little stressed.
DBFH: Stressed!! Stressed is when you break down and have a panic attack. The Authoress' stress was to come home and relieve her stress by chasing me around the house WITH THE VACUUM CLEANER!!!!!
Torture (of muses) has been scientifically proven to relieve all kinds of stress.
DBFH: And who, may I ask preformed this research...
My brothers and me
Muses: YOU GUYS AREN'T SCIENTESTS!!!!
We're not?
Muses: NO!!
Oh...? Anyway I want to dedicate this chapter to Wild Kitsune and Blut Erst, they helped me with finding a way to introduce Kai into this fic. He was hard. Grrrrr... he can be so frustrating, but I love him anyway. **Huggles Kai** anyway thanks guys. And check out Blut Erst's fic "Smooth Criminals" it's soooo good.
Savvy: freezewind does not own beyblade or any of the OC's or their bit- beasts except for Serez and Icezray.
"Blah" Talking 'Blah' Thinking //Guardians talking to masters // /Masters talking to guardians /
Chapter 4:
A young girl slinked stealthily through the shadows of the dark streets in Hamburg, Germany. She was following a blonde stranger that had walked through the town almost three times today. It struck her as suspicious that an apparent tourist walked around town but didn't do anything that normal tourists did like visit shops, look at all the sights, or went on any of the tours.
She took off and stopped a few blocks ahead of him and waited for him to walk by. She tucked her shoulder length black her behind her ear, leaving her bright green eyes to gaze out clearly into the dark, unlit street. She lent against a post that was holding up an awning to shelter people from the rain that frequented this season. She pulled her cloak tighter around her self, hiding her green breeches and silver tunic from view. A town guard walked by with a torch casting frightening shadows across the girls face. The light emitted from the torch reflected off a strange all metal belt that was around her waist. It was in the shape of a dragon, it claws held on to its upper tail, and it's eyes were closed.
The strange boy passed her and she started to follow again, her boot covered feet only making the tiniest bits of noise as she padded along behind him.
The boy turned down a side alley and disappeared from the girl's line of sight, she blinked in confusion then followed carefully. When she reached the opening of the alley she edged her head around the opening. When she saw no one in the immediate area she ventured into the alley cautiously.
She was halfway through the alley when she realized that something wasn't right about this. She turned to head out of the alley, but was attacked from behind.
A hand clamped over her mouth silencing her yell, and an arm was wrapped over her arms and around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides and preventing her from reaching any type of weapon she may have.
He growled a question in her ear in a language she did not understand. She growled at him from behind his hand, and tried to struggle free from his strong grip.
He whirled her around, grabbing both her wrists in one of his hands and pressed the edge of a dagger against her throat with the other. "Who are you, and why are you following me?!" He growled this time in English.
"Why have you been around the town three times today? You lookin' for somebody?" She asked around the blade that pressed perilously against her throat.
"You answer my questions first."
"Fine. My name's Skye. And I was following you because you seemed suspicious. Happy now blondie."
"Watch it little girl. A deal's a deal. I am looking for someone. A girl about your age with a strange creature with her."
"What kind of strange creature?" Skye asked suspiciously, twisting her wrist trying to get them free from the older boy's grip. The belt that was hidden beneath her cloak glowed for a second. The eyes opened and glowed a dangerous red colour, before closing again.
His answer to her attempts to free herself was to tighten his already vice like grip. "A metal dragon looking thing without hind legs." He said evenly, bringing her arms up in between the two teens, causing Skye to take an involuntary step towards the foreign boy. "You ever see her, or it, around here?"
"What makes you think I'll tell you, huh?"
"If you have no information for me... Then I have no use for you." He stated simply bringing the dagger from her throat around so it was positioned over Skye's heart.
"Sorry, but I don't feel like dying just yet. Speculia help me!!" The odd dragon belt around her waist flared a silver light and started to move. It unwrapped from around her waist and the two arm looking decorations – that were acting as a clasp – came to life and grabbed the dagger, stopping it's descent before it could connect with Skye's unprotected chest.
"What the hell!?" Cried the blonde stranger as he tried to wrestle the blade away from the "belt".
The creature's tail came around and lashed at the boy's wrist cutting it open, forcing the boy to let go of Skye's trapped arms. As soon as she was free she jumped back, putting a safe distance between herself and the stranger. "That's enough Speculia, I don't want him to bleed to death, just yet." The creature glanced back at her and nodded once. Turning back to the stranger his red eyes flashed angrily before letting go of the dagger, and bringing his tail up to slash across the boys face, leaving a thin line of blood to trail down his face.
"I thought you said you didn't know who I was talking about?" He growled wiping the blood from his face with the back of the hand that wasn't bleeding. He pulled a scrap of bandage out of his black breeches and started to see to his freely bleeding wrist.
"I don't remember saying that, do you Speculia?"
"No mistress... he must be confused from all the blood he's losing." He growled, then laughed evilly and licked the blood from his tail.
"Hehehe... you're probably right my friend. I don't like strangers coming into my town and disturbing the..."
"If you'd told me what I'd wanted to know in the first place we wouldn't have had this problem." He snapped cutting Skye off. He tugged the bandage tight around his wrist with his teeth then faced Skye, looking the irate girl eye-to-eye.
Skye looked at the stranger closely. He was dressed strangely, which was what had drawn her to him in the first place. His black breeches weren't all that odd, it was the light blue – almost white – short-sleeved tunic that he wore with it and the strange pendant he wore around his neck. Most men in these parts didn't wear jewellery of any kind, except for the people in the ancestral villages out in the countryside. A closer inspection of the necklace would have revealed the form of an ancient looking Whale engraved into it. On his feet were well-made black leather boots, and he wore no cloak, which was another thing that confused Skye. This spring was one of the coldest Hamburg had had in years, and yet this boy walked around like it was nothing. His short, scruffy blonde hair hid his blue eyes partially from sight, and did little to protect his already red ears from the biting wind.
The stranger couldn't help but notice Skye sizing him up. He smirked wickedly, "See something you like, girl?"
"Ugh! As if!"
"Then why are you still staring at me?"
"I am NOT staring. What's you're name anyway?" She demanded averting eyes and looking away from him to stare angrily at the wall behind him. She was angry with him, sure, but she was even angrier at the heat she felt rising on her face.
He laughed at her. The laugh was cold, biting, and frightening. "My names Spencer Serov, and I have a proposition for you, Skye."
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The Duke of Earl sat back in his chair and looked disapprovingly at the young man sitting in the chair before him. His navy blue hair (a/n: I screwed up on what Ian looked like in chapter 2, Gomen.) was in mad disarray and his clothes were still rumpled from his travels. "What is it about my daughter you wish to discuss, Ian..."
"Tova, your Grace. My name is Ian Tova. My employer has taken an interest in your daughter, for reasons he would not disclose with me. He sent this letter with me explaining his interests in the Lady Lilzo." Ian answered handing the sealed envelope over to the Duke.
He read the letter a few times until he had gathered all the information that was enclosed within. "Hmm, an interesting proposal. I will think on it and give you my answer tomorrow afternoon."
"Father?" Lilzo questioned from her seat, as she kept a firm grip on her giant snow leopards scruff. Ketsuna had taken a very deadly feline curiosity to the snakeskin looking belt that was around the visitor's waist. "Ket, stop it."
"Yes, Lilzo. What is it?"
"May I see the letter, seeing as how it concerns me?"
"As true as that maybe, the letter is addressed to me. Not you."
"But..."
"Lilzo, no is no." He told his stubborn daughter sternly. "Why don't you show Ian to the guest quarters. Go to the steward there and he will tell you what room young master Ian may stay in. Then you can show him around the Citadel."
The irate girl would have argued further, but Ketsuna licked its Mistress' hand in an effort to calm her. "Yes Father. I will do as you ask." Lilzo sighed dejectedly, standing up and bowing to her father. She would have curtsied, but her black skirt was too short. Ian to bowed and headed out the door.
"And Lilzo..." He called, as she was about to follow Ian out the door.
"Yes?"
"Please change your clothes."
"Yes Father."
"You should learn to listen to your Father. He's only trying to do what's best for you." Ian said, closing his eyes and putting his hands behind his head. He opened one eye to observe the girl's reaction to his out of place comment.
Lilzo looked at him sharply and Ketsuna growled and bared her teeth at him. "And you, should learn to mind your own business, Lord Ian." She snapped, picking up her pace as they continued their way down the hallway.
"Uh... um hey! Wait up. I have no idea were I'm going in this place." He yelped as he matched her pace.
"Well isn't that a shame." She sighed sarcastically.
"You got a real attitude problem, Milady."
"That's nice. Ket, you can go on ahead. You don't have to stay with me and Lord Grumpalot, here, if you don't want to." She said looking down at the snow leopard as they walked.
The leopard just yowled at her.
"All right then. I don't trust him either." She giggled ruffling her friend's pinked streaked blue fur in the wrong direction.
"Grumpalot! Why I ought a..." Ian snarled dropping his arms to his sides and balling his hands into fists.
"Try anything my Leopard doesn't like and she'll kill you where you stand." Lilzo warned looking at him over her shoulder.
"I'd like to see her try." He challenged, halting in his tracks and crossing his arms over her chest.
Lilzo turned to face him, with an eyebrow raised. "What are you here for really?"
"What are you talking about little girl?"
"Who are you calling little. I'm just as tall as you are."
"I wasn't referring to your height."
"Hn. I'm talking about what that letter said. I know you know what it says. I saw the look on your face when you told my Father you didn't. It was a total lie."
"Says who?" He snapped defensively. 'How could she have guessed?'
"I do. I could tell. Playing with the "peasants", as my Father calls them, has taught me a few handy tricks."
"Okay so it was a lie, so what. What are ya gonna do about it?" he asked boldly, tilting his head to the side shadowing his eyes.
"Nothing." She shrugged. Ian straightened, confusion evident across his face. "I don't care if you lie or not, I just want to know what you're actually here for."
"Fine. But we can't talk here. Got any place that's not as open as this hallway?"
She though for a while then an Idea came to her. "Yes, follow me."
After walking for a few minutes through the twisting corridors of the Citadel, the two teens came to a set of doors. Lilzo put a key into the lock and turned it. She swung the door as quietly as she could, wincing when the doors old rusty creaked in protest at being used after such a long period of being dormant. Ian slipped in first, then Ketsuna, and lastly Lilzo who closed the door silently behind them.
Ian flopped into an old cushioned chair and was assaulted by a cloud of dust. "Ugh, **cough, cough** did you have to pick a room that hasn't been used in a million years?"
"Well this is the only place I could think of where we wouldn't be disturbed by my Father's Guard, or any of the servants. I doubt your boss would want to hear that other people heard this bit of information."
Ian winced. She was right; he'd probably get into serious trouble just for telling Lilzo. "Okay look, I can't tell you all of why I'm here, well I could but I like living a bit too much to do that. What I can tell you is that I was sent to England to find you and two other girls. My employer wants you three to work for him. What for I can't tell you." He sighed and leaned back into the chair, careful this time not to send up another cloud of dust to harass his senses. "I can't even tell you why so don't ask." He cut off Lilzo when she opened her mouth to question her further.
"Well that doesn't tell me a whole lot." She grumbled in defeat plopping onto an old wooden chair. She placed her chin into her palm and scratched Ketsuna behind the ears with her free hand. "Who are the other girls?" She asked innocently.
"They're... Oh no you don't. You're not trickin' me that easily. Sorry but that bit of information's private too."
"Damn it!" She cried in exasperation snapping her fingers.
"Ha-ha, sorry but I wrote the book on how to trick people into revealing private information. You can't fool me with my own skills." He chastised her mockingly.
"Why did he choose us? Surely there are other girls out there?" She asked watching his face intently, looking for anything that might give away his true intentions.
"It's not what you all have personally, it's what you have at your disposal." He answered, glancing down at Ketsuna, discretely, who was asleep at her Mistress' feet.
Lilzo say where he looked and most of what he had and hadn't told her fell into place. She wasn't stupid; just because she was young everyone assumed she didn't know how the political minds worked. Ian's master wasn't after her and the other girls precisely, he was after they're guardians.
"Okay I understand. Thanks for telling me what you could Ian." She got up and headed for the door. She opened it and looked out into the hallway beyond, making sure no one was there. She motioned for Ian to follow her out. "Come on I'll take you to your rooms now."
Ian's mind was whirling all the way to the guest quarters. 'Why did she give up so easily on the topic? She doesn't seem the type. Oh well I'll figure it out later.' He wouldn't realize what had happened until later that night.
She dropped Ian off outside his room. "I'll show you around in the morning. If you need anything else just ask the steward at the end of the hall, he'll be happy to help you. Good night." She said and made her way back out the way they had come in, not waiting for an answer.
"Strange girl, huh Wyborg?" He said silently to himself as Lilzo rounded the corner. The snakeskin belt around his waist filled out and came to life. It unwrapped itself from around his waist and made it's way up his arm to drape itself around Ian's neck.
//Yessss Massster. Very Ssstrange, indeed. // It commented elongating its "s'" as it's forked tongue flickered between its large fangs. The snakes colouring was a strange combination of purple, green, and black, on its tail you could make out three deadly, pointed spikes.
"Oh well, I'll worry about it in the morning. Tomorrow we have to find the other girl that's supposed to be in this town. Come on lets get some sleep." He slipped into his room and wasn't seen until the next morning.
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As soon as Lilzo entered her room she locked the door behind her and ran to her closet. She pulled out a Midnight blue cloak, black breeches and tunic, and a pair of brown leather boots. She slipped out of her street clothes and pulled on these more suitable garments. She'd rather go in what she had been wearing but the guards would be on the lookout for her, so she hoped if she dressed like one of her fathers Couriers they would think nothing of her leaving at this odd time of night.
Once she finished tying her boots she stuffed a change of clothes, fruit, and money into a travel pack, and some daggers into the belt around her waist. "I think that's all I'll need. What do you think Ket?" She asked pulling the hood of the cloak over her head hiding her gold streaked silver hair beneath the hood; it also hung low enough to hid her solid silver eyes.
"Nothing that I can think of Mistress."
"Good, then lets go warn Shikura and Chandra." She said exiting her room, while Ketsuna exited via the balcony.
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Shikura swept the last bit of dirt out of the church and leaned the broom against the wall. "I wonder if Lilzo's okay. She always gets in trouble for coming to the church." She said quietly to herself. She startled a bit when something dropped onto her shoulder. She looked down and saw her guardian, and friend, Chandra. Chandra was a small kitten with white fur; and gold streaks marked her huge ears, tail, and paws. She scratched the velvet soft fur between the creature's ears causing it to purr loudly. "Do you think she's all right?"
"Of course. Lilzo's a resourceful young girl and Ketsuna would never let anything happen to her." She said reassuringly and rubbing her face against her mistress' neck. "Now stop worrying, so much. You have lots to do tomorrow and you need sleep."
"**Yawn** okay, I guess your right. Could you wake me at dawn, I know you're usually up by then any way."
"Yes, yes now go to bed."
Shikura had only been sleeping for a few hours when loud pounding rang from the entry hall of the church. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from here eyes. "What's with all the noise?" She questioned the air around her sleepily, stifling a yawn. Chandra trotted out into the church to see what was going in. Shikura followed quietly, tying her nightgown up so it was above her knees, and grabbed her glaive from its niche in the wall. "Who is it, Chandra?"
Chandra gasped, "It's Ketsuna and what looks like one of Lilzo's Father's messengers."
"What? That can't be right. Ketsuna doesn't travel with anyone but Lilzo."
Chandra watched as the small messenger continued to pound on the heavy wooden doors of the church. They finally got frustrated and yelled. "Shikura open up, please!" She whipped off the hood of the cloak and continued to pound and yell.
"Lilzo!!" Shikura dropped her glaive and ran to the front door. She flung it open and caught the exhausted 13-year-old as she tumbled into the foyer of the church. "Lilzo, what are you doing here? What's wrong?"
"A stranger came to the Citadel last evening (A/N: it's like 5 in the morning so when Ian showed up it was yesterday.) He gave my father a letter. I don't know what it said. Btu I questioned his reasons for being there on my own." She then told Shikura the conversation that she'd had with Ian. "From what he did and didn't tell me I found out what his Master was after, and it's not just us and that other girl. They want us and our Guardians as well."
"But why? I don't quite understand. Why would anyone want our Guardians? Most people who know about them know that they only listen to the master or mistress that they've chosen."
"I don't know all the answers, but I don't want to stick around and find out first hand. I'm leaving the city. I think my father plans to send me with Ian, so I'm leaving."
Shikura stood up, pulling Lilzo to her feet as well. She reached around and shut the door, then walked to one of the pulpits and sat down. Sighing she leaned her head back and let her neck rest against the back of the bench. "Where are we gonna go?"
"Well I... wait we! You're coming with me."
"Of course, this boy is after me as well, correct?"
"Yeah..."
"Then it only makes sense for me to leave town as well. And besides I couldn't let you go off by yourself somewhere, what if you got picked up by bandits, or Ian caught up with you and brought you to his Master. I couldn't live with my self if I let that happen. You're my friend, whether your Father likes it or not." She said with a tone of finality.
"Thank-you Shikura." Lilzo said grinning. She leaped at her friend wrapping her arms around the older girls neck.
"Your welcome Lilzo. Now we should get going. But what am I going to tell my mom?" She asked, the first hint of worry and grief seeping into her voice.
"You could leave her a note, just make sure you put it somewhere where only she'll find it." Chandra offered, coming to curl up in her Mistresses lap.
"Good idea. I'll do that then get my stuff together. I'll meet you and Ketsuna at the back door of the church."
"All right. Come on Ket." Lilzo called, picking up her bag and heading to the back door as quietly as she could, so as no to wake up the young street children that were spending the night in the church.
Shikura put the note in her mother's slipper, then slipped back to her room and changer from her nightgown into blue breeches, a sleeveless black tunic with golden wings encased in flames embroidered on the back, a pair of sturdy black boots, and a black cloak made out of leather to repel rain. She then used a blue scarf and pulled her black hair back from her face. She walked back to where she had dropped her glaive and put a cloth over the blade then tied it to her back. She stuffed grabbed some extra clothes, food and shoved it all into a bag, then grabbed what little money she had saved up for her self and put that into a pouch that was attached to her black belt. Making sure she had everything she said a final silent good bye to her mother and her home then joined Lilzo at the back door.
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A boy with, two-toned blue hair walked... actually it was more like stalked through the Russian city of St. Petersburg. He wore a black cloak, with a Phoenix emblem on his shoulder, the symbol of his house/family. Under the cloak you could make out baggy black breeches, with hands jammed into the pockets moodily, a dark blue vest unbuttoned pulled over a short sleeved tunic. His fur-lined boots crunched into the hard packed snow as he made his way to a restaurant, were he hoped he might be able to find some breakfast. Every other place had been closed, too full, or just not up to his standards.
As he walked pass a side street he could here scuffling and arguing. He paused and looked down it. He shook his head and was about to leave, when a voice calling from the alley said, "That's right pal. Keep moving." The bluenette stopped in his tracks and looked back down the alley. Now he would have kept walking "if" they guy had not told him to, cause no one tells him what to do. He spun on his heel and walked into the alley.
"Hey pal! Didn't I tell you to keep moving?"
"Yes, but you see, no one tells me what to do."
"That so?"
"Ya. You got a problem with that?" He asked raising one blue eyebrow at him, a smirk playing across his lips. He quietly spread his feet farther apart, bracing himself for the fight that he knew was coming.
"As a matter of fact I do." The other boy snarled swinging his fist at the smirking bluenettes face.
He shifted his weight slightly and leaned to the left, letting the fist fly past his face and over his right shoulder. He then grabbed the boy's arm, turned completely around, and threw the boy over his shoulder, sending him hurtling into the street beyond. "Hn. Well that's to bad now isn't it?" He sneered, and turning back around he walked further into the alley to see what all the screaming was about.
A young girl was curled up on the ground; her white gown was covered in dirt and had bloodstains in places. A crystal pendant swung on a plain black cord around her neck. "Just give us the jewel girl and we'll let you go." Snarled the man, who had her trapped against the wall, while standing over her with a knife.
"No!!"
"Well then..."
"Hey you heard her, she said no." The guy with the knife turned and glared at the intruder.
"And who the hell are you?"
"The name's Kai."
"And what are you doing here, Kai." He sneered at the younger boy, turning his attention from the girl to him.
"Well, your "friend" at the front of the alley, said I should keep walking so naturally my curiosity was aroused. And I just had to see what was going on." He stated sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Your curiosity picked a bad time to kick in. You should leave while you can."
"Now you see that's the kind of talk that got me into this stinking alley in the first place. No on tells me what to do."
"I'm warning you boy. Leave now, or I'll send you to meet your maker."
"Oh, I'm so scared. Someone please save me from this evil man. HA! Spare me old-timer. Now here's my warning. You and your rabble back off the girl and leave now, while you still can." 'Why am I helping her?' He questioned himself silently.
"You're gonna kill us?" The man scoffed and then he and his friends proceeded to laugh until their sides ached.
"No, not me I wouldn't dirty my hand s with your dirty blood. But my friend has no qualms with what blood spills onto him."
"And what friend would that be unless he's invisible. Aren't you a little old for invisible friends, boy?"
"Yes, but who ever said he was invisible?"
The men looked around for any sign of Kai's "friend". They didn't see anything. Suddenly a screech sounded high above their heads, causing them to look up. A huge bird was circling over head, getting closer and closer with each pass. It came to a stop on the rooftop above them. They could now see it was a Phoenix, it's wings and tail-feathers aflame and eyes glowing a fiery orange.
While the men's gazes were fixed on the flaming bird the girl quickly and quietly made her way over to Kai and ducked down behind him. "Thank-you." She whispered.
"Hn. Get out of here." He snarled at her. The girl looked up at him astonished, but nodded and got to her feet. 'Man, helping people is overrated. But it'll piss off my Grandfather to no end, so I guess it balances out.' Kai smirked mentally.
She turned to leave but turned back. "My name's Tanya, by the way. Thank- you Kai." She then left as fast as she could in her present state.
"Hn, stupid girl." He muttered to himself, then turning to the Phoenix he said, "Dranzer! Do what you want with them. But don't kill them and don't come back covered in blood this time."
//Master why can I not kill them? // He questioned Kai through the mental link he'd shared with the two-toned bluenette since Kai was a boy.
/ That's what my Grandfather would want me to do, and I will not be his puppet any longer. Therefore no killing. /
//All right, but maiming is okay? // Dranzer asked innocently.
Kai couldn't help but chuckle. "Yes maiming is all right. But no killing." He reminded him. The great bird nodded before turning his attention back to the group of men on the alley floor.
"You're going to let that thing kill us?"
"No, just hurt you really badly. Bye now." Kai gave then a two-fingered wave as he disappeared around the corner. As he exited the alley he could hear the screams of horror and pain coming from the men and Dranzer screech as he tore flesh. Kai grimaced as he continued down the street. 'Damn my grandfather for giving Dranzer a taste for blood. It'll be awhile before I can break him of it.' He thought moodily.
Tanya watched as Kai walked down the street, his hands jammed in his pockets and his face held an angry disgusted look. "What do you think Stephanie, his he worth helping?" She questioned the white-cloaked figure next to her.
"It looks like he needs it. The hold of blood and pain on him is great." She answered, her voice had a far away, soft sound to it, lie her body was there but her voice was coming from somewhere else.
"Yes I agree."
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Okay that's the end of chapter 4. YAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! Wow this one took awhile. I'm sorry to say that the next chapter won't be up for quite awhile. I have exams coming up soon and have to get caught up on all my homework. So the next chapter won't be up till the end of May, beginning of June. I know I know so long. I'm not sure if I'm planning to do airs in this story or not. If you see hints in the story that there might be I'm probably unconsciously doing it. ^_^U. Tell me what you think, should I do pairings or not. And if you're wondering where Savvy and DBFH are, we had a bit of a disagreement earlier so yeah, they're shunning me. **Sighs** oh well they'll be back. ^_^. So until next chapter, byes and don't forget to review!!!
Savvy: Calm down freezewind this is chapter 4.
Oh good. Phew!
Savvy: Don't mind her, she just finished a math and two English exams. She's a little stressed.
DBFH: Stressed!! Stressed is when you break down and have a panic attack. The Authoress' stress was to come home and relieve her stress by chasing me around the house WITH THE VACUUM CLEANER!!!!!
Torture (of muses) has been scientifically proven to relieve all kinds of stress.
DBFH: And who, may I ask preformed this research...
My brothers and me
Muses: YOU GUYS AREN'T SCIENTESTS!!!!
We're not?
Muses: NO!!
Oh...? Anyway I want to dedicate this chapter to Wild Kitsune and Blut Erst, they helped me with finding a way to introduce Kai into this fic. He was hard. Grrrrr... he can be so frustrating, but I love him anyway. **Huggles Kai** anyway thanks guys. And check out Blut Erst's fic "Smooth Criminals" it's soooo good.
Savvy: freezewind does not own beyblade or any of the OC's or their bit- beasts except for Serez and Icezray.
"Blah" Talking 'Blah' Thinking //Guardians talking to masters // /Masters talking to guardians /
Chapter 4:
A young girl slinked stealthily through the shadows of the dark streets in Hamburg, Germany. She was following a blonde stranger that had walked through the town almost three times today. It struck her as suspicious that an apparent tourist walked around town but didn't do anything that normal tourists did like visit shops, look at all the sights, or went on any of the tours.
She took off and stopped a few blocks ahead of him and waited for him to walk by. She tucked her shoulder length black her behind her ear, leaving her bright green eyes to gaze out clearly into the dark, unlit street. She lent against a post that was holding up an awning to shelter people from the rain that frequented this season. She pulled her cloak tighter around her self, hiding her green breeches and silver tunic from view. A town guard walked by with a torch casting frightening shadows across the girls face. The light emitted from the torch reflected off a strange all metal belt that was around her waist. It was in the shape of a dragon, it claws held on to its upper tail, and it's eyes were closed.
The strange boy passed her and she started to follow again, her boot covered feet only making the tiniest bits of noise as she padded along behind him.
The boy turned down a side alley and disappeared from the girl's line of sight, she blinked in confusion then followed carefully. When she reached the opening of the alley she edged her head around the opening. When she saw no one in the immediate area she ventured into the alley cautiously.
She was halfway through the alley when she realized that something wasn't right about this. She turned to head out of the alley, but was attacked from behind.
A hand clamped over her mouth silencing her yell, and an arm was wrapped over her arms and around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides and preventing her from reaching any type of weapon she may have.
He growled a question in her ear in a language she did not understand. She growled at him from behind his hand, and tried to struggle free from his strong grip.
He whirled her around, grabbing both her wrists in one of his hands and pressed the edge of a dagger against her throat with the other. "Who are you, and why are you following me?!" He growled this time in English.
"Why have you been around the town three times today? You lookin' for somebody?" She asked around the blade that pressed perilously against her throat.
"You answer my questions first."
"Fine. My name's Skye. And I was following you because you seemed suspicious. Happy now blondie."
"Watch it little girl. A deal's a deal. I am looking for someone. A girl about your age with a strange creature with her."
"What kind of strange creature?" Skye asked suspiciously, twisting her wrist trying to get them free from the older boy's grip. The belt that was hidden beneath her cloak glowed for a second. The eyes opened and glowed a dangerous red colour, before closing again.
His answer to her attempts to free herself was to tighten his already vice like grip. "A metal dragon looking thing without hind legs." He said evenly, bringing her arms up in between the two teens, causing Skye to take an involuntary step towards the foreign boy. "You ever see her, or it, around here?"
"What makes you think I'll tell you, huh?"
"If you have no information for me... Then I have no use for you." He stated simply bringing the dagger from her throat around so it was positioned over Skye's heart.
"Sorry, but I don't feel like dying just yet. Speculia help me!!" The odd dragon belt around her waist flared a silver light and started to move. It unwrapped from around her waist and the two arm looking decorations – that were acting as a clasp – came to life and grabbed the dagger, stopping it's descent before it could connect with Skye's unprotected chest.
"What the hell!?" Cried the blonde stranger as he tried to wrestle the blade away from the "belt".
The creature's tail came around and lashed at the boy's wrist cutting it open, forcing the boy to let go of Skye's trapped arms. As soon as she was free she jumped back, putting a safe distance between herself and the stranger. "That's enough Speculia, I don't want him to bleed to death, just yet." The creature glanced back at her and nodded once. Turning back to the stranger his red eyes flashed angrily before letting go of the dagger, and bringing his tail up to slash across the boys face, leaving a thin line of blood to trail down his face.
"I thought you said you didn't know who I was talking about?" He growled wiping the blood from his face with the back of the hand that wasn't bleeding. He pulled a scrap of bandage out of his black breeches and started to see to his freely bleeding wrist.
"I don't remember saying that, do you Speculia?"
"No mistress... he must be confused from all the blood he's losing." He growled, then laughed evilly and licked the blood from his tail.
"Hehehe... you're probably right my friend. I don't like strangers coming into my town and disturbing the..."
"If you'd told me what I'd wanted to know in the first place we wouldn't have had this problem." He snapped cutting Skye off. He tugged the bandage tight around his wrist with his teeth then faced Skye, looking the irate girl eye-to-eye.
Skye looked at the stranger closely. He was dressed strangely, which was what had drawn her to him in the first place. His black breeches weren't all that odd, it was the light blue – almost white – short-sleeved tunic that he wore with it and the strange pendant he wore around his neck. Most men in these parts didn't wear jewellery of any kind, except for the people in the ancestral villages out in the countryside. A closer inspection of the necklace would have revealed the form of an ancient looking Whale engraved into it. On his feet were well-made black leather boots, and he wore no cloak, which was another thing that confused Skye. This spring was one of the coldest Hamburg had had in years, and yet this boy walked around like it was nothing. His short, scruffy blonde hair hid his blue eyes partially from sight, and did little to protect his already red ears from the biting wind.
The stranger couldn't help but notice Skye sizing him up. He smirked wickedly, "See something you like, girl?"
"Ugh! As if!"
"Then why are you still staring at me?"
"I am NOT staring. What's you're name anyway?" She demanded averting eyes and looking away from him to stare angrily at the wall behind him. She was angry with him, sure, but she was even angrier at the heat she felt rising on her face.
He laughed at her. The laugh was cold, biting, and frightening. "My names Spencer Serov, and I have a proposition for you, Skye."
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The Duke of Earl sat back in his chair and looked disapprovingly at the young man sitting in the chair before him. His navy blue hair (a/n: I screwed up on what Ian looked like in chapter 2, Gomen.) was in mad disarray and his clothes were still rumpled from his travels. "What is it about my daughter you wish to discuss, Ian..."
"Tova, your Grace. My name is Ian Tova. My employer has taken an interest in your daughter, for reasons he would not disclose with me. He sent this letter with me explaining his interests in the Lady Lilzo." Ian answered handing the sealed envelope over to the Duke.
He read the letter a few times until he had gathered all the information that was enclosed within. "Hmm, an interesting proposal. I will think on it and give you my answer tomorrow afternoon."
"Father?" Lilzo questioned from her seat, as she kept a firm grip on her giant snow leopards scruff. Ketsuna had taken a very deadly feline curiosity to the snakeskin looking belt that was around the visitor's waist. "Ket, stop it."
"Yes, Lilzo. What is it?"
"May I see the letter, seeing as how it concerns me?"
"As true as that maybe, the letter is addressed to me. Not you."
"But..."
"Lilzo, no is no." He told his stubborn daughter sternly. "Why don't you show Ian to the guest quarters. Go to the steward there and he will tell you what room young master Ian may stay in. Then you can show him around the Citadel."
The irate girl would have argued further, but Ketsuna licked its Mistress' hand in an effort to calm her. "Yes Father. I will do as you ask." Lilzo sighed dejectedly, standing up and bowing to her father. She would have curtsied, but her black skirt was too short. Ian to bowed and headed out the door.
"And Lilzo..." He called, as she was about to follow Ian out the door.
"Yes?"
"Please change your clothes."
"Yes Father."
"You should learn to listen to your Father. He's only trying to do what's best for you." Ian said, closing his eyes and putting his hands behind his head. He opened one eye to observe the girl's reaction to his out of place comment.
Lilzo looked at him sharply and Ketsuna growled and bared her teeth at him. "And you, should learn to mind your own business, Lord Ian." She snapped, picking up her pace as they continued their way down the hallway.
"Uh... um hey! Wait up. I have no idea were I'm going in this place." He yelped as he matched her pace.
"Well isn't that a shame." She sighed sarcastically.
"You got a real attitude problem, Milady."
"That's nice. Ket, you can go on ahead. You don't have to stay with me and Lord Grumpalot, here, if you don't want to." She said looking down at the snow leopard as they walked.
The leopard just yowled at her.
"All right then. I don't trust him either." She giggled ruffling her friend's pinked streaked blue fur in the wrong direction.
"Grumpalot! Why I ought a..." Ian snarled dropping his arms to his sides and balling his hands into fists.
"Try anything my Leopard doesn't like and she'll kill you where you stand." Lilzo warned looking at him over her shoulder.
"I'd like to see her try." He challenged, halting in his tracks and crossing his arms over her chest.
Lilzo turned to face him, with an eyebrow raised. "What are you here for really?"
"What are you talking about little girl?"
"Who are you calling little. I'm just as tall as you are."
"I wasn't referring to your height."
"Hn. I'm talking about what that letter said. I know you know what it says. I saw the look on your face when you told my Father you didn't. It was a total lie."
"Says who?" He snapped defensively. 'How could she have guessed?'
"I do. I could tell. Playing with the "peasants", as my Father calls them, has taught me a few handy tricks."
"Okay so it was a lie, so what. What are ya gonna do about it?" he asked boldly, tilting his head to the side shadowing his eyes.
"Nothing." She shrugged. Ian straightened, confusion evident across his face. "I don't care if you lie or not, I just want to know what you're actually here for."
"Fine. But we can't talk here. Got any place that's not as open as this hallway?"
She though for a while then an Idea came to her. "Yes, follow me."
After walking for a few minutes through the twisting corridors of the Citadel, the two teens came to a set of doors. Lilzo put a key into the lock and turned it. She swung the door as quietly as she could, wincing when the doors old rusty creaked in protest at being used after such a long period of being dormant. Ian slipped in first, then Ketsuna, and lastly Lilzo who closed the door silently behind them.
Ian flopped into an old cushioned chair and was assaulted by a cloud of dust. "Ugh, **cough, cough** did you have to pick a room that hasn't been used in a million years?"
"Well this is the only place I could think of where we wouldn't be disturbed by my Father's Guard, or any of the servants. I doubt your boss would want to hear that other people heard this bit of information."
Ian winced. She was right; he'd probably get into serious trouble just for telling Lilzo. "Okay look, I can't tell you all of why I'm here, well I could but I like living a bit too much to do that. What I can tell you is that I was sent to England to find you and two other girls. My employer wants you three to work for him. What for I can't tell you." He sighed and leaned back into the chair, careful this time not to send up another cloud of dust to harass his senses. "I can't even tell you why so don't ask." He cut off Lilzo when she opened her mouth to question her further.
"Well that doesn't tell me a whole lot." She grumbled in defeat plopping onto an old wooden chair. She placed her chin into her palm and scratched Ketsuna behind the ears with her free hand. "Who are the other girls?" She asked innocently.
"They're... Oh no you don't. You're not trickin' me that easily. Sorry but that bit of information's private too."
"Damn it!" She cried in exasperation snapping her fingers.
"Ha-ha, sorry but I wrote the book on how to trick people into revealing private information. You can't fool me with my own skills." He chastised her mockingly.
"Why did he choose us? Surely there are other girls out there?" She asked watching his face intently, looking for anything that might give away his true intentions.
"It's not what you all have personally, it's what you have at your disposal." He answered, glancing down at Ketsuna, discretely, who was asleep at her Mistress' feet.
Lilzo say where he looked and most of what he had and hadn't told her fell into place. She wasn't stupid; just because she was young everyone assumed she didn't know how the political minds worked. Ian's master wasn't after her and the other girls precisely, he was after they're guardians.
"Okay I understand. Thanks for telling me what you could Ian." She got up and headed for the door. She opened it and looked out into the hallway beyond, making sure no one was there. She motioned for Ian to follow her out. "Come on I'll take you to your rooms now."
Ian's mind was whirling all the way to the guest quarters. 'Why did she give up so easily on the topic? She doesn't seem the type. Oh well I'll figure it out later.' He wouldn't realize what had happened until later that night.
She dropped Ian off outside his room. "I'll show you around in the morning. If you need anything else just ask the steward at the end of the hall, he'll be happy to help you. Good night." She said and made her way back out the way they had come in, not waiting for an answer.
"Strange girl, huh Wyborg?" He said silently to himself as Lilzo rounded the corner. The snakeskin belt around his waist filled out and came to life. It unwrapped itself from around his waist and made it's way up his arm to drape itself around Ian's neck.
//Yessss Massster. Very Ssstrange, indeed. // It commented elongating its "s'" as it's forked tongue flickered between its large fangs. The snakes colouring was a strange combination of purple, green, and black, on its tail you could make out three deadly, pointed spikes.
"Oh well, I'll worry about it in the morning. Tomorrow we have to find the other girl that's supposed to be in this town. Come on lets get some sleep." He slipped into his room and wasn't seen until the next morning.
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As soon as Lilzo entered her room she locked the door behind her and ran to her closet. She pulled out a Midnight blue cloak, black breeches and tunic, and a pair of brown leather boots. She slipped out of her street clothes and pulled on these more suitable garments. She'd rather go in what she had been wearing but the guards would be on the lookout for her, so she hoped if she dressed like one of her fathers Couriers they would think nothing of her leaving at this odd time of night.
Once she finished tying her boots she stuffed a change of clothes, fruit, and money into a travel pack, and some daggers into the belt around her waist. "I think that's all I'll need. What do you think Ket?" She asked pulling the hood of the cloak over her head hiding her gold streaked silver hair beneath the hood; it also hung low enough to hid her solid silver eyes.
"Nothing that I can think of Mistress."
"Good, then lets go warn Shikura and Chandra." She said exiting her room, while Ketsuna exited via the balcony.
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Shikura swept the last bit of dirt out of the church and leaned the broom against the wall. "I wonder if Lilzo's okay. She always gets in trouble for coming to the church." She said quietly to herself. She startled a bit when something dropped onto her shoulder. She looked down and saw her guardian, and friend, Chandra. Chandra was a small kitten with white fur; and gold streaks marked her huge ears, tail, and paws. She scratched the velvet soft fur between the creature's ears causing it to purr loudly. "Do you think she's all right?"
"Of course. Lilzo's a resourceful young girl and Ketsuna would never let anything happen to her." She said reassuringly and rubbing her face against her mistress' neck. "Now stop worrying, so much. You have lots to do tomorrow and you need sleep."
"**Yawn** okay, I guess your right. Could you wake me at dawn, I know you're usually up by then any way."
"Yes, yes now go to bed."
Shikura had only been sleeping for a few hours when loud pounding rang from the entry hall of the church. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from here eyes. "What's with all the noise?" She questioned the air around her sleepily, stifling a yawn. Chandra trotted out into the church to see what was going in. Shikura followed quietly, tying her nightgown up so it was above her knees, and grabbed her glaive from its niche in the wall. "Who is it, Chandra?"
Chandra gasped, "It's Ketsuna and what looks like one of Lilzo's Father's messengers."
"What? That can't be right. Ketsuna doesn't travel with anyone but Lilzo."
Chandra watched as the small messenger continued to pound on the heavy wooden doors of the church. They finally got frustrated and yelled. "Shikura open up, please!" She whipped off the hood of the cloak and continued to pound and yell.
"Lilzo!!" Shikura dropped her glaive and ran to the front door. She flung it open and caught the exhausted 13-year-old as she tumbled into the foyer of the church. "Lilzo, what are you doing here? What's wrong?"
"A stranger came to the Citadel last evening (A/N: it's like 5 in the morning so when Ian showed up it was yesterday.) He gave my father a letter. I don't know what it said. Btu I questioned his reasons for being there on my own." She then told Shikura the conversation that she'd had with Ian. "From what he did and didn't tell me I found out what his Master was after, and it's not just us and that other girl. They want us and our Guardians as well."
"But why? I don't quite understand. Why would anyone want our Guardians? Most people who know about them know that they only listen to the master or mistress that they've chosen."
"I don't know all the answers, but I don't want to stick around and find out first hand. I'm leaving the city. I think my father plans to send me with Ian, so I'm leaving."
Shikura stood up, pulling Lilzo to her feet as well. She reached around and shut the door, then walked to one of the pulpits and sat down. Sighing she leaned her head back and let her neck rest against the back of the bench. "Where are we gonna go?"
"Well I... wait we! You're coming with me."
"Of course, this boy is after me as well, correct?"
"Yeah..."
"Then it only makes sense for me to leave town as well. And besides I couldn't let you go off by yourself somewhere, what if you got picked up by bandits, or Ian caught up with you and brought you to his Master. I couldn't live with my self if I let that happen. You're my friend, whether your Father likes it or not." She said with a tone of finality.
"Thank-you Shikura." Lilzo said grinning. She leaped at her friend wrapping her arms around the older girls neck.
"Your welcome Lilzo. Now we should get going. But what am I going to tell my mom?" She asked, the first hint of worry and grief seeping into her voice.
"You could leave her a note, just make sure you put it somewhere where only she'll find it." Chandra offered, coming to curl up in her Mistresses lap.
"Good idea. I'll do that then get my stuff together. I'll meet you and Ketsuna at the back door of the church."
"All right. Come on Ket." Lilzo called, picking up her bag and heading to the back door as quietly as she could, so as no to wake up the young street children that were spending the night in the church.
Shikura put the note in her mother's slipper, then slipped back to her room and changer from her nightgown into blue breeches, a sleeveless black tunic with golden wings encased in flames embroidered on the back, a pair of sturdy black boots, and a black cloak made out of leather to repel rain. She then used a blue scarf and pulled her black hair back from her face. She walked back to where she had dropped her glaive and put a cloth over the blade then tied it to her back. She stuffed grabbed some extra clothes, food and shoved it all into a bag, then grabbed what little money she had saved up for her self and put that into a pouch that was attached to her black belt. Making sure she had everything she said a final silent good bye to her mother and her home then joined Lilzo at the back door.
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A boy with, two-toned blue hair walked... actually it was more like stalked through the Russian city of St. Petersburg. He wore a black cloak, with a Phoenix emblem on his shoulder, the symbol of his house/family. Under the cloak you could make out baggy black breeches, with hands jammed into the pockets moodily, a dark blue vest unbuttoned pulled over a short sleeved tunic. His fur-lined boots crunched into the hard packed snow as he made his way to a restaurant, were he hoped he might be able to find some breakfast. Every other place had been closed, too full, or just not up to his standards.
As he walked pass a side street he could here scuffling and arguing. He paused and looked down it. He shook his head and was about to leave, when a voice calling from the alley said, "That's right pal. Keep moving." The bluenette stopped in his tracks and looked back down the alley. Now he would have kept walking "if" they guy had not told him to, cause no one tells him what to do. He spun on his heel and walked into the alley.
"Hey pal! Didn't I tell you to keep moving?"
"Yes, but you see, no one tells me what to do."
"That so?"
"Ya. You got a problem with that?" He asked raising one blue eyebrow at him, a smirk playing across his lips. He quietly spread his feet farther apart, bracing himself for the fight that he knew was coming.
"As a matter of fact I do." The other boy snarled swinging his fist at the smirking bluenettes face.
He shifted his weight slightly and leaned to the left, letting the fist fly past his face and over his right shoulder. He then grabbed the boy's arm, turned completely around, and threw the boy over his shoulder, sending him hurtling into the street beyond. "Hn. Well that's to bad now isn't it?" He sneered, and turning back around he walked further into the alley to see what all the screaming was about.
A young girl was curled up on the ground; her white gown was covered in dirt and had bloodstains in places. A crystal pendant swung on a plain black cord around her neck. "Just give us the jewel girl and we'll let you go." Snarled the man, who had her trapped against the wall, while standing over her with a knife.
"No!!"
"Well then..."
"Hey you heard her, she said no." The guy with the knife turned and glared at the intruder.
"And who the hell are you?"
"The name's Kai."
"And what are you doing here, Kai." He sneered at the younger boy, turning his attention from the girl to him.
"Well, your "friend" at the front of the alley, said I should keep walking so naturally my curiosity was aroused. And I just had to see what was going on." He stated sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Your curiosity picked a bad time to kick in. You should leave while you can."
"Now you see that's the kind of talk that got me into this stinking alley in the first place. No on tells me what to do."
"I'm warning you boy. Leave now, or I'll send you to meet your maker."
"Oh, I'm so scared. Someone please save me from this evil man. HA! Spare me old-timer. Now here's my warning. You and your rabble back off the girl and leave now, while you still can." 'Why am I helping her?' He questioned himself silently.
"You're gonna kill us?" The man scoffed and then he and his friends proceeded to laugh until their sides ached.
"No, not me I wouldn't dirty my hand s with your dirty blood. But my friend has no qualms with what blood spills onto him."
"And what friend would that be unless he's invisible. Aren't you a little old for invisible friends, boy?"
"Yes, but who ever said he was invisible?"
The men looked around for any sign of Kai's "friend". They didn't see anything. Suddenly a screech sounded high above their heads, causing them to look up. A huge bird was circling over head, getting closer and closer with each pass. It came to a stop on the rooftop above them. They could now see it was a Phoenix, it's wings and tail-feathers aflame and eyes glowing a fiery orange.
While the men's gazes were fixed on the flaming bird the girl quickly and quietly made her way over to Kai and ducked down behind him. "Thank-you." She whispered.
"Hn. Get out of here." He snarled at her. The girl looked up at him astonished, but nodded and got to her feet. 'Man, helping people is overrated. But it'll piss off my Grandfather to no end, so I guess it balances out.' Kai smirked mentally.
She turned to leave but turned back. "My name's Tanya, by the way. Thank- you Kai." She then left as fast as she could in her present state.
"Hn, stupid girl." He muttered to himself, then turning to the Phoenix he said, "Dranzer! Do what you want with them. But don't kill them and don't come back covered in blood this time."
//Master why can I not kill them? // He questioned Kai through the mental link he'd shared with the two-toned bluenette since Kai was a boy.
/ That's what my Grandfather would want me to do, and I will not be his puppet any longer. Therefore no killing. /
//All right, but maiming is okay? // Dranzer asked innocently.
Kai couldn't help but chuckle. "Yes maiming is all right. But no killing." He reminded him. The great bird nodded before turning his attention back to the group of men on the alley floor.
"You're going to let that thing kill us?"
"No, just hurt you really badly. Bye now." Kai gave then a two-fingered wave as he disappeared around the corner. As he exited the alley he could hear the screams of horror and pain coming from the men and Dranzer screech as he tore flesh. Kai grimaced as he continued down the street. 'Damn my grandfather for giving Dranzer a taste for blood. It'll be awhile before I can break him of it.' He thought moodily.
Tanya watched as Kai walked down the street, his hands jammed in his pockets and his face held an angry disgusted look. "What do you think Stephanie, his he worth helping?" She questioned the white-cloaked figure next to her.
"It looks like he needs it. The hold of blood and pain on him is great." She answered, her voice had a far away, soft sound to it, lie her body was there but her voice was coming from somewhere else.
"Yes I agree."
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Okay that's the end of chapter 4. YAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! Wow this one took awhile. I'm sorry to say that the next chapter won't be up for quite awhile. I have exams coming up soon and have to get caught up on all my homework. So the next chapter won't be up till the end of May, beginning of June. I know I know so long. I'm not sure if I'm planning to do airs in this story or not. If you see hints in the story that there might be I'm probably unconsciously doing it. ^_^U. Tell me what you think, should I do pairings or not. And if you're wondering where Savvy and DBFH are, we had a bit of a disagreement earlier so yeah, they're shunning me. **Sighs** oh well they'll be back. ^_^. So until next chapter, byes and don't forget to review!!!