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"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'

Chapter Fifteen - Treachery of the Heart

"Which way Wolfborg?" Tala whispered, looking down at the Beyblade in his hand. He had gone looking for Kai, but couldn't find him anywhere, so decided to get some help from Wolfborg. As a Bitbeast, he could focus on the energies of other Bitbeasts, identify them, then say which direction they were. A short flash of blue light towards the left answered Tala's question, but before he could take another step further, a voice spoke up.

"Tala? What are you doing here so late?"

Tala winced and turned around, spotting a woman standing a little further down the corridor with a few books in her hand. She was one of the scientists of the abbey. Tala had met her a few years ago, when he was eight, though she had been working there much longer. "Nothing."

The woman tilted her head. "It doesn't look like nothing to me..." she commented seriously, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. "What's going on?"

"You wouldn't want to know..." Tala sighed. The scientists in this corner of the abbey where some of the best in the world, but were forced to complete isolation so they could not be distracted from their work. Most of them probably had no idea of the events over the past few days. Turning his back to her he began to walk away. "I'll see ya..."

"Tala." The woman said in a stern voice, standing beside him in a matter of seconds. "What are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing." Tala said, shaking his head vigorously. "I really have to be somewhere now, bye." And with that he sped off in the direction his Bitbeast had pointed him earlier. He heard her call him, but ignored it. "Darn it Tala, you idiot! So much for avoiding attention..." He thought as he rounded the next corner. He was hoping to get the information to Kai quickly, but now he was almost sure he'd have pursuers. "Better find him fast..."

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Tyson skidded to a stop as the sound of Beyblades clashing met his ears. "Do you think that's Kai, Dragoon?"

"There's only one way to find out..."

Tyson nodded and leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and sighing as he tried to catch his breath before going any further. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a little dizzy. "Dragoon..."

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong." The dragon's voice echoed in his master's mind, calming the teen. "It's natural to be a little tired, you have nothing to worry about."

Tyson nodded, blinking his eye's to clear his mind. He shivered as another wave of energy brushed off him, still unable to familiarise himself with the new sense. Dragoon's powers were completely new to him, and they felt uncomfortable at times, but he kept reminding himself that it was only temporary and it was better then being stuck in a hospital bed.

Back at the hospital, Dragoon had told Tyson how he could help his friends. Though his own sight was useless and his energy low, just as Tyson had given energy to Dragoon many times in the past, the dragon was willing to do the same for him.

Unfortunately, because of his disability, the task was much more painful and dangerous. Dragoon had transformed himself into a spiritual form and entered Tyson's body to combine his own powers with his master. It gave Tyson much more strength, agility and endurance then a normal human, not to mention he was able to see with Dragoons much sharper vision. The only difference in appearance was the slit yellow eyes that replaced his normally brown ones.

But this merging was life threatening, leaving the dragon relieved his master had survived the combination. On the other hand, Tyson kept getting dizzy every now and again, which could prove a real disadvantage if he had to fight someone. Also, while Dragoon was merged with Tyson, if he was needed in battle he would have to return to his Beyblade and merge with Tyson again afterwards, putting the teen's life in even more danger each time.

Not that Tyson cared.

"Ok, let's go..." Tyson whispered, darting around the corner towards the clashing sounds. Suddenly, the familiar battle cry of Dranzer rang through the air, and a ball or fire shot out the door further ahead. "Dranzer... Kai!" Tyson skidded around a corner and froze. Ray and Kai were in the middle of a Beybattle, Dranzer's form towering above them. It couldn't have been going very long; Ray still looked strong, and the Beyblades were not to badly damage, but Tyson could see the battle was starting to take it's toll on Ray. He had no idea what was going on, but he had to stop it. "Kai!"

Ray jumped as Tyson's voice met his ears, while Kai merely turned his head to glance back at his forgotten brother. He narrowed his eyes with mild interest, noticing there was something unusual about this 'blader.

"Tyson what are you doing here?" Ray yelled in shock. As he spoke Dranzer's Beyblade chipped a fragment of Drigger, which shot at a surprising speed and hit Ray in the face, just under his eye. He winced and quickly wiped away the scalding material, shaking his head. When he looked up, he noticed Kai's Beyblade was spinning on the spot, no longer launching assault after assault at Drigger. Confused, he looked to it's Beyblader, whose gaze was locked with Tyson's.

"Who are you?" Kai asked outright, his voice stern and demanding. When Tyson didn't respond, Kai disregarded the look of hurt in his eyes and asked again, this time more firmly. "Who. Are. You?"

"Kai, what's...?" Tyson drifted away from his sentence. Didn't Kai recognise him? "Dragoon I thought you said this didn't change my appearance!"

"It doesn't..."

"But then..." Tyson blinked back a few tears. "Why doesn't he recognise me? Kai?" He took a step towards his older brother.

"Tyson he's a Cyber Blader! Stay away from him!" Ray yelled, causing Tyson to freeze and look at Ray with disbelief and shock. "Run for it Tyson!"

"Tyson..." Kai whispered thoughtfully, then smirked sinisterly. "Master Voltaire is searching for you." Casting a glance at Ray, he grabbed his Beyblade and turned to face Tyson, grinning. "You've just made my job a whole lot easier Granger..."

"Kai..." Tyson swallowed hard, tears welling up in his eyes. He watched his older brother load his Beyblade to his launcher through blurred vision. Closing his eyes tight, he ignored the falling tears and turned his head away. "How could this happen...?"

The Dranzer 'blader inserted the ripcord to his launch and held it out in front of him. A soft red glow surrounded the Beyblade, causing Kai to grin.

"Tyson, I know it hurts, but you have to fight back." Dragoon's voice echoed in his mind.

"Say goodbye..." Kai whispered, readying the launcher in front of him.

Tyson shook his head. "I can't..."

"Tyson you must!"

"Go Dranzer!" Kai launched the Beyblade towards the unmoving Beyblader.

Ray's eyes grew wide. "Tyson!"

"TYSON!"

The 'blader's bright, blue eyes snapped open and a strong hurricane of wind instantly surrounded him, creating a barrier and repelled the Beyblade back to it's master, who caught it by simply raising his hand. Narrowing his eyes at the boy before him, Kai lowered his arm and smirked. "You fused with your Bitbeast, didn't you?" The winds died down slowly, leaving Tyson standing alone with a soft blue glow around him.

Kai chuckled lightly, "Very good," he complemented, though his voice sounded mocking. "I didn't think someone like you could handle the powers of a Bitbeast such as Dragoon. But..." Kai held his Beyblade out before him, showing the picture of his Bitbeast to Tyson, "Don't think you're the only one who can master such powers..."

"No!" Tyson's eyes widened as a bright red light erupted from Kai's Beyblade, illuminating the 'bladers sinister features, the effect of his intimidating, evil chuckle intensified by the blood red light. "Ray, get out of here!" Tyson called to his friend. Normally Ray would protect, but the urgency in his friends voice forced him to grab his Beyblade and make a quick retreat.

Using the link he had with the other Bitbeasts, Dragoon managed to send the Drigger 'blader a quick message. "Get to the hospital and make sure Max is alright. Don't turn back and don't try to help if you value your life."

Reluctant as he was to leave, Ray knew this was not his battle. He didn't have anything to fight with and he was low on energy. Unfair and cruel as it was, Tyson would have to defeat Kai. He was the only one who stood a chance.

The bright red light intensified to blinding for a second before flames erupted from Dranzer's Beyblade, curving it's way along Kai's arm like a snake. Kai didn't seem to notice, unfazed as fire erupted by his feet, rising quickly and engulfing him.

"Kai!" Tyson called, horrified, but Dragoon refused to let him run to help.

The flames dimmed slowly, soon burning only a few centimetre's from Kai's flesh, giving the appearance that Kai was almost made of fire, before it disappeared completely. Tyson's jaw almost dropped. Kai stood, posture poor, arms hanging limp by his sides, head lowered and smoke drifting off him. Yet, though he was engulfed by flames, his clothes were undamaged and he didn't have a scratch on him! When the smoke stopped, Kai slowly straightened himself up, head still down, and opened his eyes. Raising his eyes to meet Tyson's, he chuckled. His once maroon eyes were glowing a bloodthirsty red, a soft red aura around his body. "Welcome to your nightmare..." he hissed harshly to the shivering teen before him.

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"Alright, just press that button if you need anything, ok?"

"Ok..."

"Best get some sleep," the nurse said with a smile, hanging the chart at the end of the bed. "You're well stabilised, but you should stay in bed for the next few days to heal up fully."

Max merely nodded in response, lying back down on his bed and turning his head away from the nurse, towards the window. He heard her leave, but stared quietly out the window, a soft snowfall drifting past the window in a relaxing manner. It did very little to calm the teen, whose mind was racing with thoughts of his friends. Did they need his help? He doubted it, but were they ok? Were they even alive?

Turning his head away from the window and staring at the ceiling, his grip tightened around Draceil's Beyblade. This was torture! He couldn't stand just lying here while he friends were probably fighting for their lives at that very moment. He knew it was dangerous, but he really wanted to go and help them. Mind blind of all logic, he looked down at his Beyblade. "Draceil, what should I do?" The Bitbeast made no response, causing Max to smile. "You want to help 'em to, right?" The Beyblade gave a faint purple flash. "Then lets go."

Max forced himself to sit up wincing as a pain shot through him. The Beyblade flashed vigorously and angrily. Max grinned, "I'm fine." Looking down at the Beyblade as it glowed again, he smiled. "Of course I get my stubbornness from Tyson."

Suddenly the door flew open, slamming hard against the wall and causing Max to jump. "Ray?" he exclaimed, looking at the panting Beyblader with shock. Ray stumbled in the door, collapsing to his hands and knees near Max's bed. Max, though pain burned through him with every movement, got up from his bed and knelt next to his friend. "Ray are you ok?"

Ray looked up at Max with slight confusion, eyes scanning over the many bandages that almost mummified the youngest team member, then chuckled and shook his head. "You have a very high threshold for pain, Max."

Ignoring Ray's comment, Max got him to sit down on the floor and lean his back against the bed. "What happened, where are the others?" After a very quick summery on Ray's part, Max's jaw dropped. "And you left?"

"I had no choice," Ray protested, "If I stayed, Kai would have..."

Both 'bladers fell into an awkward silence then, neither of them willing to finish the sentence. After a few minutes the silence was broken. "This is all Voltaire's fault..." Ray growled.

"I know..." Max frowned, looking down at Draceil's Beyblade so as not to meet Ray's angry eyes.

"I wish there was something we could do, but we're just not strong enough to help..." Ray mumbled, leaning back and sighing heavily.

"Alone..."

"Huh?" Ray opened his eyes and looked over at Max.

"We're not strong enough to help them alone..." Max repeated, looking up at Ray. "It's been four day's sense they caught Tyson, sense they kidnapped him. They're plotting against the government and are performing illegal scientific experiments." He emphasised on certain words, looking over at Ray with a slight smile on his face.

Ray's eyes grew wide. "That's more then enough to get the authority involved!"

"And with us in the states we're in, they have to believe us," Max finished.

Ray laughed and punched the air. "Great thinking Max! What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Ray leapt to his feet and dashed out the door.

"Um..." Max looked down at his almost immobile condition and frowned, then called after Ray, with a nervous grin. "I-I'll just wait here."

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Tala darted down the empty corridor, the only sound made by his racing footsteps, which bounced off the wall and back to him. A glow of warning erupted from his Beyblade and Tala froze in his steps, just as the wall before him exploded, the force throwing the unsuspecting 'blader back, but he was relatively unhurt. While quietly thanking his Bitbeast's warning, he looked up to survey the damage. Something had blown a hole right through the wall, across the corridor and into the wall opposite. Cautiously, he stepped towards the first hole, pressed his back against the wall beside it, and slowly looked in.

Tyson leapt out of the way as a funnel of fire barely caught the ends of his jacket, but to quickly to catch fire. Luckily for Tyson, he had speed on his side, which allowed him to dodge close to all of Kai's attacks. On the other hand, Kai's power and accuracy more than made up for his paling agility, and Tyson was finding it hard to endure many of Kai's attacks, each one making him feel weaker and weaker.

Kai grinned and stretched his arm out beside him, a ball of fire forming in his palm and eyes glowing a brighter red. With what looked like a simple, lazy toss, he sent the attack towards Tyson fast and hard, striking the teen in the shoulder and throwing him hard against the wall.

Tala winced and took out his Beyblade, scanning the room quickly. Facing the Beyblade towards one of the machines near Kai, he lowered his voice to a whisper, "Wolfborg go." A blue beam of energy shot out from the Beyblade like a laser, hit the machine, and destroyed it. The explosion caught Kai off guard and he was quickly lost in the smoke. Taking advantage of the situation, Tala darted over next to Tyson, releasing Wolfborg as he did so, and dragged him to his feet. "Come on, get up!" he hissed.

"Wh-wha...?" Tyson shook his head and looked up at Tala confused. "What are you?"

"Maybe I can explain... after we get away from Phoenix-boy over there!" Tala whispered angrily, nodded his head towards the smoke where Kai was. Tyson nodded and straightened himself up, following Tala out to the corridor where Wolfborg sat waiting. When both bladers were on, Wolfborg took off down the corridor, darting around corners, up and down stairs and through the courtyard a number of times before finally coming to a stop in one of the laboratory rooms near the top of the building. "Hopefully we've lost him for now..." Tala mumbled, jumping off and petting the ice-wolfs head.

"Lost him?" Tyson asked, jumping off the wolf also, then continued, sarcastically. "What, you expect him to follow our scent or something?" he rolled his eyes. "He's not a dog Tala. He'll blow up every room in this abbey to find me."

"No he won't, he knows Voltaire doesn't want him to destroy the abbey."

"Then why's he blowing it up?"

"Only what can be replaced." Tala answered simply, reaching his hand up and scratching Wolfborg behind the ear. When he heard thumping noise, he looked back to see Tyson sliding down the wall, sitting quietly with his shoulder leaned against the wall. "You.. ok?"

"This is messed up..." Tyson mumbled, hitting his head lightly off the wall. "This shouldn't be happening... It's not fair." He hit his head again. "Kai doesn't deserve this." Hit the wall again. "It's n-ot fair..."

"Hey..." Tala walked over and placed his hands on Tyson's shoulders, pulling him away from the wall roughly. It was only when Tyson glanced at him that he noticed the tears in his eyes. "Stop feelin' sorry for yourself. It won't help Kai at all and neither will a headache." He stood up and walked back to Wolfborg.

Tyson swallowed hard and rubbed his eyes, then looked curiously at Tala. "Do you know what's going on with him?" Tala stayed silent, but Tyson knew that meant 'yes'. "Is there a way to stop it?" he asked hopefully.

"There's a way to stop everything." Tala shrugged. When Tyson didn't say anything, he continued. "I don't know... maybe..."

"What do you mean 'maybe'?" Tyson asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tala sighed. Turning to face Tyson, he leaned his back against Wolfborg's shoulder. "I'm not sure if it'll work, but I do know what's going on. The programme didn't destroy Kai's mind, just..." he searched for the right word. "Reprogrammed it? He doesn't remember you; or any of his previous life for that matter. Unlike my programme, Kai's isn't mechanical, there's no metal in there." he knocked on the side of his own head. "Kai's operation was more of a brain manipulation. By transmitting certain energy waves into his mind, the scientists were able to alter his mind. Are you keep up with me so far?" Tyson nodded. Tala straightened up and began pacing around the room. "Kai has repressed his memories twice before; once some time after he was adopted, causing him to forget you were family, and that he wasn't really a Hiwatari. The second time was when he used Black Dranzer, so he forced himself to forget he was ever in the abbey. It's a psychological reaction to fear; if something terrifies you, like a car accident, you can never remember it happening because your mind forces you to forget it. The shock would kill you if you did. Kai's was much more extreme though, when he forgot, he forgot things big time.

"This is the very same thing. Kai's mind was forced to forget, only this time they also used the computers to make him believe you, Max and Ray were the enemy, and that if he saw any of you he was to bring them back to Voltaire. That's why he attacked Max when he woke up, it was a natural reaction. He didn't even know where he was; he was confused, and probably scared at first, so he reacted without thinking." he stopped and looked out the window.

"Wait..." Tyson mumbled, trying to absorb all this new information, "If the memories could kill him, why didn't anything happen when he remembered Black Dranzer?"

"Do you honestly think what scarred him as a child would scare him to the same measure now?" Tala asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Good point," Tyson nodded. "So... now I know what's going on, how do I stop it?"

"If his memories are repressed, then the cures simple." Tala looked over at him. "Just make him remember."

Tyson growled. "Sure, real easy..."

"You just need to remind him of who he was in some way..." Tala sat down on the floor next to Wolfborg and leaned his back against him, arms folded and head down. "Just telling him probably won't work, I think Max already tried that. You're the most likely person he'll remember, you'll have to find something to jog his memory."

"Like what?" Tyson asked helplessly, letting himself fall back to lie down but hitting his head against the wall instead. Rubbing his head, he looked over at Tala. "I don't know what could work. And besides, we're stuck here in the abbey!"

Tala opened his eyes and looked at Tyson seriously. "Well you better find something, because if you don't, Kai's will kill you..."

Tyson looked down at the ground as the eerie silence settled between them This was a lot of pressure, and Tyson was terrified. "Terrified of my own brother..." he blinked and his eyes shone with tears. "Dragoon, what should I do?"

"I don't know..." Dragoon responded honestly. "I know little of Kai's familiarities... I'm afraid you're on your own Tyson..."

"Tyson...?"

Looking up, Tyson tilted his head at Tala's serious expression. "What?" he asked cautiously.

"There's something you should know, and you're not going to like it..." Tala mumbled, looking up and looking eyes with Tyson. "It's about your mother."

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To Be Continued

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BWAHAHA! TO BE CONTINUED! -dodges items being thrown at here- heeheehee! You can't get me!
Muha! How mean am I? I know, crap place to end, but I DON'T CARE! I FINNALLY got this chappy up! YAY-has been working on it since the last update-
Hope you guys enjoyed it! Evil Kai... gives him 75 more coolness, ne? Grr... Doesn't him saying 'Master Voltaire' make your blood boil...? I WANNA KILL THAT OLD GEEZER! ... ahem, I'm ok...
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