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"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'
Kai tightened his grip on the folder as he ran out the living room door. Stumbling from previous injuries, he forced himself forward. He had to get away from here, he had to find his family. He didn't have time to read the rest of the adoption papers, his 'grandfather' had demanded it back. Refusing to give it back and forget everything he'd just seen, he made a run for it.
He pushed the front door open, running down the front steps. He lost his footing as a stone on the middle step slipped from under him, causing him to fall forward flat on his stomach. He groaned and tried to push himself to his hands and knees, but he felt a hand grab the back of his head, pulling him back painfully by his hair, causing him to cringe in pain.
"Give me the folder..."
Kai forced his eyes open at the sound of him grandfather, rage overcoming him. Voltaire thought he could tell him what to do? Kai wasn't going to stand for it anymore. Anxiety rising inside him for fear of breaking his own neck at any slight movement, he made a reckless move and swung his arm back, twisting around as he did so to put in more force, he struck Voltaire in the face, causing him to lose his grip. Scrambling back, Kai quickly pushing himself to his feet, turning and sprinting away as fast as he could.
"Kai!"
He didn't stop, he just kept running, not daring to look back at the house he once lived in, and the man he once called grandfather.
"My whole life was a lie..."
All the pain, the struggle for success to honour the family name, it was all pointless. Every emotion; love, hate, pain, sadness, happiness, everything he'd felt in his life, none of it was real. At least it didn't feel it. He was not Kai Hiwatari, he never was. But if not, who was he?
Kai's gaze diverted as he raised his shivering hand, holding the dark green folder in front oh him. This held his true identity, and all the information about his past. Whether he survived out here or not, he wanted to know who his family was, to know who he was. Raising his right hand, which was also shaking from the cold, he took a hold of the folder and opened it, trying helplessly to read the writing, but he couldn't stop shivering.
Groaning, he shut the folder in defeat, using his right hand to push himself to his feet. He wobbled a little before taking a slow, shaky step forward, hugging the folding tightly to his chest. His teeth were chattering, despite his efforts to stop, and he was shivering from the cold. Hugging the folder with one arm, he rubbed his opposite arm with his free hand. He had to find shelter...
"No fair," Max mumbled, clenching his beyblade in his hands a pouting. He shrugged after only seconds and smiled over at his friend. "Wanna get something to eat?"
Tyson had his head lowered, looking at the floor. It seemed his mind was elsewhere. When Max called him, his head shot up. "Wha?"
"I said do you want something to eat?"
Tyson shook his head. "No thanks Max, I'm not hungry."
"Ok, what's botherin' you?" Max asked, folding his arms. It was a known fact the Tyson never missed a meal, he was always hungry. If ever something was bohering him, though, he lost his appetite, which made it obvious to everyone when there was something wrong.
Looking up in confusion, but quickly shrugging it off, Tyson's gaze met the loor again. "I dunno... I just feel like something's wrong..."
"Worried abut Kai again huh?"
"Ya..." Tyson admitted. The passed few weeks, Kai hadn't contacted them in one way or another, except a short e-mail telling them: I hope you're not worrying about me, I'm still alive you know. Just been busy with training, which makes me wonder if you guys are slacking. Take to you later!
"Oh you know Kai. Like he said, he's probably to busy training. Are you sure your not hungry?"
"Nah, I think I'll just head home, it's getting late anyway." Tyson replied with a shrug. They both walked up the stairs and out of Max's basement. After a few 'Aww, do you have to?'s from Max, Tyson waved his friend goodbye, shaking his head. He put his hands in his pockets as he walked down the street, once again thinking about his friend. He looked up at the sky and sighed heavily. "Where are you Kai...?"
Then he remembered. The folder.
He looked beside him and saw the folder on the ground next to him. He grabbed it and crossed his legs, opening it on his lap. He scanned through the first page, nothing. He turned the pages one by one, but he was getting a whole load of gibberish.
Finally, he found the page he was looking for.
Name: Volataire Hiwatari.
First name of Child: Kai
Kai held his breath.
Surname of Child: Granger
To Be Continued
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