Kay: Eh-heh-heh...
♪ Happy belated birthday to you,
Happy belated birthday to you,
Happy belated birday dear Aki-who-has-every-right-to-kill-me-becaus-her-birthday-was-over-a-week-ago-and-I-promised-I-would-have-this-up-by-then,
Happy belated to yoooooooooooou
And make it quick and painles♪
Jay: Be greatful, people. Kay's a really good singer.
Kay: Why thank you Jay. It's not every day you're nice to me. Anyway, as I stated in the song, I was supposed to update this on Aki's (Akira of the Twilight's) birthday as a present... but you know how it is. I'm graduating 8th grade, there's homework, events, last minute projects-
Jay: Neopets.
Kay: So sue me. I just activated the account (Long story short: I didn't have an e-mail adress when I made it, used a bogus one, and couldn't activate it. A few months later, we got an email adress, but had forgotten about the account until a few weeks ago) and was board. Besides, I wasn't exactly sure how to write this chapter, and this isn't even how I had origionally planned it (although I like this better than my origional plan). And now, without further adue...((dramatic voice)) the sixth chatper of: Out of the Past.
Chapter 6
Heart of Fire, Heart of Storm
"Mommy? Why won't Daddy wake up? Wake up, Daddy. Come on. You have to take me fishing tonight. Daddy, wake up." Tyson buried his face in his hands. All around him were people suffering.
'Oh, Kaile, how could you?' he thought.
"It's terrible, isn't it? All this destruction?" a voice said from next to him.
The speaker was an incredibly beautiful teenager with waist length blue hair tied in a low, loose pony tail and gold eyes. "Oh, Dragoon, what are we going to do?" Dragoon, in his human form, frowned.
"For now, we're going to help these people. Then, we'll devise a plan; does that sound good to you?" Tyson frowned.
"But Kaile-"
"I have a theory about this, but I'm not sure enough about it to tell you. I don't sense Black Dranzer anywhere, so, if my theory is correct, Kaile will be doing everything he can to slow down Black Dranzer's progress to-wherever they're headed. Now, lets help these poor villagers, shall we?" Tyson nodded, but he couldn't help be distracted….
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A 10-year-old boy sat by the river, chewing on a piece of grass. He was board. His grandfather was raving again about how to get rid of "those damn Grangers." Honestly, he didn't understand what was so bad about them. Really…
"HELP!" the young boy was snapped out of his thoughts by a yell. A young boy of about 9-years-old was drowning in the river. The 10-year-old sighed and took a rope that just so happened to be lying next to him.
"Here, catch," he called. The 9-year-old grabbed it gratefully, and the older boy proceeded to pull him out of the river.
"So, you got a name?" The older boy asked.
"T-Tyson," the younger boy said between coughs.
"Who are you?"
"Name's Kaile….
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Kaile sighed. How deeply he regretted betraying his friends. Betraying Tyson. 'I'm sorry, my love," he thought as he continued walking.
After raids of villages, Black Dranzer was always temporarily drained of his power, because, even as he was slaying innocent people and burning huts to the ground, Kaile fought against his control. During the time when Black Dranzer was recovering his strength, Kaile could do as he pleased, which was usually move as far north as possible.
Black Dranzer had been forcing him to move towards Holy Mountain. There, the Elemental Orb lay. The Elemental Orb was the source of life for all Sacred Beasts. If Black Dranzer managed to taint it with his black power, there would be nobody to stop him from doing as he pleased, because all the bitbeasts would be under his control.
As he continued to walk through the mountain path that would lead him around the most recently raided village, Kaile couldn't help but think back to better times…
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"Hurry, I can't hold on much longer!" Tyson, who was hanging from a cliff, called to his best friend.
"Hang in there, Tyson, I have you!" Kaile yelled, grabbing the 12-year-old's hand and pulling him up. "If I had a copper piece for every time I've saved you in the three years that I've known you, I would be able to trade it in for an entire gold mine," Kaile said smiling and laying down.
Tyson pouted and sat down next to him, leaning against a bolder behind him. Glancing over at Kaile, he couldn't help but shiver. He loved Kaile, but if anybody found out they were even friends, they could be killed, and he couldn't bear for that to happen.
Kaile looked up at Tyson and frowned. "What's wrong?"
"My father's making me get married in a year," Tyson said.
"Yeah. Mine too. The weddings in six months. Some bitch from across the river," Kaile said, earning a laugh from the younger boy. "You have feelings for me don't you?" Kaile said. Tyson frowned. The night ended in passion.
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Ice surrounded them. Kaile stood in the middle of a frozen lake. The ice was cracking. He was going to drown. And hand reached out. He grabbed it. It pulled him to safety. He got on a mettle bird and flew to a stone village. In a underground building, he launched Black Dranzer, and then ran back to Tyson, Kenneth, Raymond and Maxwell, who welcomed him with open arms…
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Tyson sat up. Where had that come from. The people in his dream had been his friends…hadn't they? They were them, and yet they weren't them at the same time. What were those places? Who were those people?
"Is something bothering you, Tyson?" Dragoon asked. Tyson frowned.
"No, I just had a strange dream. I'm going to take a walk, I should be back before sunrise."
"I'd like to hear about that dream when you come back," Dragoon said. Tyson nodded as he walked out of the cave.
What had that dream meant. What really disturbed him was that Kenneth had been alive in that dream. He was dead. When Kenneth's friend, a Sacred Beast named Dizzara, was sealed by the Hunters, the attack had killed him. Over come by grief, Kenneth's lover, Zeon, had killed himself, allowing his friend Cerberus to be captured as well.
'Has it really been only one year since that happened?" Tyson thought. Suddenly, he was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of foot steps. Looking up. He saw a familiar silhouette. He seemed tired. Broken. But still himself, despite all that had happened.
"T-Tyson?"
"Kaile…."
Kay: Bum-bum-bum. The plot thickens. The itallics where/are memories/ visions of the past, and the bold itallicswere/are visions of thefuter.I decided to add some Kenny/Zeo into the mix, too. Tell me what you think guys. Reveiw and tell me you forgive me! Oh, and happy belated b-day, Aki.
