Disclaimer: As you know I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters, except the ghost(s).

Chapter 2

Tala growled as he threw a rock into a lake he found on the other side of the Weeping Willow. 'They think that just because they're older than me don't mean that they can order me around! Well they don't know me! They don't me at all!' He sat on a rock and ran his hands through his hair and closed his eyes. Taking a deep breath he sighed and looked at his reflection in the lake.

"Hey Tala." Tala turned to see the person who omitted the voice; it was Rei. Tala nodded in his direction. Rei walked over to him and sat beside him. "What are you doing all the way out here?"

"I could ask you the same question Kon." Rei gave a light laugh and threw a rock into the water making it skip.

"Show off."

"I'm a show off?"

"Are you deaf too?"

"Someone's in a good mood today."

"Not now Kon."

"Okay, okay anyway I've got to find my room. My luck all the good ones are taken."

"Better hurry then."

Rei stood up and waved to Tala before taking off. 'Kon is staying here too?! Who invited him? It's not that I don't enjoy his company but…Ah what do I care.' Tala stood up and brushed the dust off of his pants and looked over the lake. It was beautiful. The sun was sinking into the horizon, casting pink, light blue and purple colors into the sky. Light clouds scattered across the sky. A light wind blew through his hair.

"I guess I should head inside." With that he turned and walked towards the manor. He looked up and stopped, there was a figure standing in his bedroom window. It didn't look like Kai, Bryan or Rei. What would they be doing in his room? The figure didn't move, it just stood there, staring at him. With a blink the figure was gone. 'I must be going insane.' He thought.

Kai looked up when he saw Tala walk inside. It was about time he came in. Kai finished off his margarita and shoved the glass in the sink. He turned and walked into the living area, Bryan had started a fire in the fireplace. Sighing Kai took a seat in a chair beside the fire. Tala had plopped on the couch, slouched, listening to his music on a CD Walkman. He had his eyes closed and drinking something. Tala noticed Kai glance and mouthed, 'Water.' Kai closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

An eerie silence fell over them. Rei came down stairs and noticed the three sitting in the living area, very quiet. 'I hope they aren't always like this. Or this is going to very boring, a little more boring than listening to one of Roberts stories.' Leaning against the railing Rei thought for a little bit then headed into the kitchen. He wanted to do some thing, so he decided to make dinner.

Rei hovered around the kitchen as he whipped up some meat stew. He added some spice and cut up some carrots and dropped them into the boiling water. Smiling, he taste tested the stew and softly laughed. It was his best stew yet, in his opinion. Sighing he sat in a stool and pulled out a magazine. What he didn't see was the knife slightly moving on the counter, slowly making it's way towards him.

"Hmm…the things they put in magazines theses days," Rei chuckled, " This is ridiculous."

Flipping the pages and occasionally laughing at an article. The knife launched itself at his back.

Tala shrugged out of his jacket and flopped on his bed. Closing his eyes he fell into a restless sleep. A shadowed figure loomed over the slumbering teen. His eyes glowed a scary shad of blood red and placed a hand on Talas head. When Talas eyebrows furrowed and his facial features showed fear, the man smirked.

" You will never escape me. Not even in your sleep. Your Nightmares and past will haunt you as long as I am around. You will not rest….peacefully anyway."

Dream

"IVANOV!"

Tala flinched at the loud boom of Boris' voice. Closing his eyes he took in a deep breath and opened, revealing crystal colored eyes, slightly full of fear. He heard the thud of his footsteps coming down the hall. Talas' heart pounded in his chest with each step.

"Where are you brat!"

In a timid, yet strong and unmoved by the fear in his mind, voice he said. "I'm here sir."

"What was with that performance you displayed earlier!? You lost! How could you have lost! I trained you to be the beast how dare you embarrass us like that!" Tala stood there, arms at h is sides and his eyes, calm, cold and unmoving from Boris' left shoulder. Narrowing his eyes he backhanded the red headed teen, causing him to hit the floor with a thud.

"You useless idiot! You're useless! You unworthy rat! I can't believe I wasted my time on training you. It was pointless. I knew your wins wouldn't last. You…you…you."

"Well if I can plainly point out it was your schedule that I…" He was punched in the gut, which knocked the wind out of him. Slightly bending in half he grabbed his stomach. Boris grabbed a fist full of flaming red hair.

"You never back talk me boy. It's not my fault you're a failure."

Softly groaning Tala opened an eye and looked at the cold-heartedbastard in front of him. The man had a deep scowl in his long face and his eyes flashed maliciously at him. Scoffing Boris thrusted the boy against the wall. Tala whimpered as his back came in contact, hard, with the iron wall.

"I think it's time to let you go…you're of no use to me now."

" NO! Master Boris! Don't! I didn't mean to…I can try again! Don't!" A slap across the face stopped him from any further talking.

"Stop embarrassing your self. You don't want to die, begging do you? Although I prefer you begging."

"Bastard!."

A knee came in contact with his chest, but it wasn't once, it came in contact about five times. Hardly letting him catch his breath. Coughing, Tala took in sharp breaths, soon coughed up blood. Grabbing his chest, he looked at the man in front of him. Narrowing his eyes Tala balled his fist and struck Boris square on the chin. The abbey master stumbled backward, smirking?

"You've got quite a punch don't you? Well. That won't get you to far!"

Boris took both Talas' wrists in one of his giant palms and pinned him against the wall. Tala tried to escape his massive grip. With his free hand he beat the boy. As best he could, Tala tried to block the blows. He didn't succeed. After about what seemed forever, Boris let the boy drop.

"I knew you're no good, brat. No time for useless life to end." Boris pulled a gun out on the boy. Eyes widening Tala used the strength he had and dodged the bullet. Lunging forward, Tala brought his hand down on Boris' wrist, with a surprised shout Boris dropped the gun. Shooting forward Tala grabbed the gun. Boris looked at Tala, whom now had the gun pointed directly at him.

"What are you going to do? You wont shoot. You don't have the guts to. If you are…here, fire away."

Blood dripped from his forehead and his lip. His eye was bruised and bruises were all over his face and arms. The gun shook in his hands, Talas eyes narrowed. Panting he leaned against the wall, gun still pointed at Boris' chest.

"You're shaking like a leaf. You're not even able to aim straight, how the hell are you going to hit me?"

"Don't provoke me Boris!"

"I'm shaking." Then what happened next caught the teen by surprise. Boris had lunged at him with a dagger in his hand. The knife that was meant for his heart, plunged deep into his shoulder. Screaming Tala dropped the gun and slid down the wall. Boris reached and picked up the gun. Pointing at the teen, he got a triumphant smirk.

"This is where you die."

A shoot rang out, and Tala screamed.

Sitting up in bed Tala put his hand on his bullet wound, just above his collarbone. Sweat dripped down his fine face, and short pants escaped his lips. His wound burned as if it had just been shot. Looking down at his hand he gasped, something warm had dripped on his hand…blood.

"Damn."

A.N.- End! Well of this chapter anyway. so watcha think! Review and tell me please! Thanks 'till nest time! Jane