Araceil: Aya's gone missing.
Someone: AHHH!
Araceil: A CRY OF TERROR!!!!!............... YAAAAAAY!!! runs off to find Aya brutalizing Max Oo not what I expected.
Mikaze: that's fer sure…..
Araceil: Xx must you pop up like that?
Mikaze: yus WAHAHAHAHAHAAHA X3
Kalia growled furiously as she paced in the hall, this was so bloody great and so bloody typical too. The blonde haired female's pacing picked up as she flung herself around becoming more violent with every circuit of the long corridor. Her already frayed temper twisting as she kept running over the reasons in her mind, the possibilities and the outcomes, her temper snapped, Kalia screamed in frustration and scooped up a vase. She flung the blue willow patterned object against the wall where it blew apart on contact sending the shards of porcelain and plants flying around. The girl sank down hugging her knees, she didn't know what to do, everything... everything was just going wrong and there was no way she could change it.
She was helpless, and that was a feeling she was not used to, let alone liked. In the door way Alexis nibbled her bottom lip in worry, both Kalia and Renkae were working themselves into a nervous break down over their friend, the one thing that was keeping Alexis's mind at ease was the fact that out of the Delinquent Rogues and indeed the BeyBlading world, Anayla was the only one of them with two BitBeasts.
But that fact wasn't very well known, only a few outside of their group... Alexis's eyes widened, she raced back into the room to see Renkae leaning against the wall in a very Aya like manner her chocolate brown eyes dark almost ebony with her mood. The black haired female snatched up her phone and dialled in Yu's number "Aya is that you!?" the female barked on the other side.
"No it's Alexis! Was anyone there with her! Did you see anyone come in with Aya and then leave with her?" she demanded, Yu paused
"Yeah, she came in with a guy and then they both left with the store keeper's son. One of them looked about a year older than her, umm... silver and blue two toned hair, weird face tattoos and he was hot. The other was blonde... cheerful, freckled and he sounded American. Does that help?" Alexis grinned with the sudden information, oh yes she knew those people.
"Yes, much. Thank you Yu, I would say I loved you but that would be lesbianism." The black haired girl hung up. "GUYS!!!!!" she screamed, the whole group stomped into the room the Majestics were clustered around the morose Kalia "Guess what I just found out?" she sung, "Aya's gone to the complex but she didn't go alone. It seemed that Kai and Max of the BladeBreakers tagged along against her will." She explained smugly, hope suddenly lit upon Kalia and Renkae's faces,
"We can track their BitBeasts!" Kalia exclaimed, Alexis grinned
"Bingo."
Renkae's eyes lit up as she reached into her pocket and gripped Riakure. "What are we waiting for? Let go kick some ass!" she called pumping her fist in a very Tyson like manner, the girls cheered and reached for their BitBeasts.
Look for the BladeBreakers BitBeasts, lead us to them.
Aya hissed with anger, the BladeBreakers were getting in the way! She growled angrily, above her Dragfire bent down and nuzzled her gently; the large black dragon could feel her slipping from him, closing herself off. Horse chuckling wheezed from one of the bodies that she had assumed to be unconscious; it turned out to be one of the youths who had attacked her home, how did she know? Because he was wearing her hoodie. The black haired female had no desire to have it back now; she was intent on information and blood.
"Where's Brooklyn?" She demanded gripping his throat, the boy laughed blood bubbling from his chest and frothing from his mouth. He wheezed for air as the girl tightened her grip on his throat "Where's Brooklyn? I won't ask again before I kill you."
"You'll never get to him before you get killed bitch! He's been waiting for you and the rest of your little Harlot pals of yours! Your BitBeasts will be his before sun-up!" he told her his voice crackling and bubbling with blood as it dribbled from his chin onto her hand. The black haired female's lips curled
"If you don't have a death wish ANSWER ME!!" she shrieked, the boy laughed hoarsely
"Your dead bitch. And when your dead your body is gunna be used for our amusement!" he coughed hoarsely. Her lips curled revealing all her teeth in a humourless grin.
"Well I have my answer. Wish granted!" she hissed and pulled back her fist angling her palm slightly to send his ribs cracking in and ripping through his heart and lungs. The youth's grey eyes widened in horror as her green ones lit up with glee, she really was going to kill him. He squeezed his eyes shut expecting the blow,
it never came. He opened his eyes to see the girl glaring at one of the males who had accompanied her, his hands were wrapped tightly around her wrist preventing her from sending into his chest. Furious crimson eyes met murderous green ones in a clash of wills, "You are so dead Hiwatari." She hissed, dropping the boy and getting to her feet. Her wrist still clamped tightly in Kai's hand, the rest of the BladeBreakers watched them, above them Dragfire did nothing; the dragon's eyes were fixed on something else.
"Miss Zelandonii!" a voice rung out, Aya's eyes snapped from Kai's and narrowed as the lithe male merged out of the shadows, "You really should learn the value of team-work. Killing your allies cannot be healthy; you'll make more enemies that way."
"Shut up!" she screamed "JUST SHUT UP!!" her head felt like it was splitting in two, the pale haired youth smirked drawing out a golden BeyBlade "Garland, move." She spat, "I'm only here for Brooklyn. I don't want to fight you!"
he sighed looking thoughtfully at her and then his BeyBlade, it was clear to the BladeBreakers he was trying to get her to loose her temper "Since when have you ever been this reasonable Lilly, especially in one of these temper tantrums?" he asked, as if curious, she hissed her black blade spinning back into her palm, she gritted her teeth and the plastic casing burned her hands.
Above them Dragfire roared deafening most in the hall before bursting into a thousand fragments of light and falling to the floor, the BladeBreakers looked around in wonder as the warm light fell upon them like golden rain. It was warm, like a blanket of protection, soft but firm. Dragfire swirled back into his BeyBlade. She loaded it over again ignoring the skin that she had to rip from her hands onto her blade, it however was noticed by Garland, he analyzed her. Everything about her, his eyebrow knitted together, he'd seen her battle before, it was why he seemed so confident to face her again, but this time her whole attitude was different.
"Put your BeyBlade where your mouth is! I challenge you to a Brakenblade Survival match! No rules, no boundaries! First one to either stop spinning or fall unconscious looses!" she declared pointing her launcher at him, Kai started in surprise, she had a gun launcher, a black one with red trimmings. Garland loaded his BeyBlade a faint smirk tilting over his tanned features.
"Accepted, well they weren't wrong when they said you worked fast!"
"Shut it and blade." She barked. All humour drained from both faces as they took up positions. The count down had to be down by both parties
"Three! Two! One! LET IT RIPP!" both BeyBlades clashed in midair, the answering concussive bolt blasted out from the contact, Garland crossed his arms in an X form over his face against the lashing wind that drove him back 2 paces. Kai, Tyson, Max, Rei and Kenny, threw up their arms to shield their faces against the gale, Dizzi was out in milliseconds. Aya wasted no time while Garland's Apollon reeled from the attack
"DRAGFIRE BLOODLUST!!!" she commanded the black dragon. Her BeyBlade flared with scarlet, violet and black energy as a beam of... something blasted upwards like a beacon, it wasn't black nor was it light, it was more of... an anti light. The large dragon emerged and locked onto Garland, the pale Martial Artist knew his life was in danger in the minuet he heard her give the command,
"APOLLON!!!" his BeyBlade began to resonate with a golden light before it burst upwards slamming into the large dragon. The beast slammed into the floor just feet from where Aya was standing, the girl covered her face to shield her eyes but it didn't stop her BitBeast's wing from sending her skidding to the floor 5 meters back. Max scurried over and grabbed her by the shoulders, she eased herself up and got to her feet, the blonde watched with wide eyed as she limped back to her starting position. Garland was smirking again
"I'd wipe that smirk off your face." She hissed, Garland just started laughing. His peals of amusement somehow clearing the fog in her brain, red everything drenched in red, the colour of blood, the colour of anger. The colour of her eyes.
"Why should I stop..." he trailed off as he saw her, she stood completely loose and relaxed, her crimson/scarlet eyes reflecting the light from the BeyBlades. The girl smirked
"Dragfire FRY THIS BASTARD AND HIS OVER GROWN TERKEY INTO THE NEXT OBLIVION!!!!!!!" she screamed. Dragfire reacted immediately clubbed tail lashing around and punching into the beam of gold light, an eagle's shriek pierced the darkness as Garland's gold, white and red marked eagle emerged from the light. Dragfire tackled into it before the bird had a chance of retaliation, 4 wings beat furiously as the owners battled it out, Dragfire's claws fixed firmly upon the bird's wing joints biting at everything he could. While the eagle raked diamond sharp talons across the beast's stomach and his beak stabbing into everything he himself could reach.
Aya's patience was wearing thin, behind her Tyson's fingers were itching to release Dragoon in on the fight, much in the same way Rei was. Dizzi was trying her best to analyse Dragfire without exploding, but she wasn't getting very far because the power levels of both BitBeasts were over the scale at such a level that her mainframe couldn't handle it. Aya was slipping, slowly without her notice she was slipping, her control over her second beast was pulling free and she wouldn't be able to control it once it was set loose.
Her heart twanged, everything stopped, pain, pain filled her world as she dropped to her knees an eerie wind flowing around her like water, pulling her back to her feet her hair floated around her in a curtain of black ink. She had slipped, Aya had let go and now her beast was loose. Everything suddenly snapped back into the real world, she screamed in pain as the mind link she had with Dragfire seared as if on fire. Her whole world exploded with pain as Dragfire was flung backwards by Apollon, the eagle rose up and Garland smirked
"Stroblitz!" he commanded, the eagle shrieked his wings beating together viciously, the knife winds arced out and sliced at her, "You lose." Garland growled, Aya growled low in her throat looking up with blood soaked bangs.
"No." she declared climbing to her feet, she knew what she had to do. "You lose." A second launcher flashed from her waist, a second Gun launcher fitted with green trimmings.
Behind the fray another battle had broken out, several Brakenbladers had rounded the corner forcing the BladeBreakers to leap into action, it was obvious Brooklyn had known that the unstable Delinquent Rogue would force her way in and had it planned out that she would be simply over whelmed with the sheer force of numbers at his disposal. He never accounted for them, Brooklyn didn't plan on the BladeBreakers arriving with her.
"Dranzer! Flame sabre!" Kai commanded,
"Dragoon! Galaxy Storm!" Tyson called
"Driger! Tiger Claw!" Rei snarled
"Draciel Viper wall!" Max barked as all four BeyBlades leaped to their master's call, exploding with brilliant flashed of light, the entrance calls of each beast mingled with their brothers and sisters. Suddenly a fifth voice sounded from behind them, Aya's voice...
"BLACK DRANZER!!"
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Alexis hopped over the fallen bodies of unconscious boys, behind her Renkae was looking slightly ill "I never thought Aya could be so... so..."
"Ruthless? Deadly? Cold?" Kalia ticked off, Renkae shook her head.
"No. Psychotic." She stated matter of fact. Alexis too was feeling slightly ill at ease, she was alarmed at what the black haired female had done, she was even more disturbed by the fact that the same girl who did this was the same one who she ran crying to when her last boyfriend dumped her because she wouldn't sleep with him, the same girl who shared a room with her and made her breakfast the next morning, the same girl who baby sited her little brother every Thursday evening.
Kalia froze her arm up; the other two stopped looking at her for an explanation, "I hear something, up ahead." She whispered pointing forwards; the girls froze listening hard, the colour drained from their faces: "Black Dranzer" was what they heard.
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Kai and the BladeBreakers froze looking around at the mention of the Black Phoenix. The black and green BeyBlade slammed into Apollon and the large black bird rose from the confined of her blade. The same anti-light emerged from her as from Dragfire, who speaking of which was coming to his senses and slowly climbing to his feet, Aya narrowed her eyes,
"I told you before Garland. You lose." She hissed, "BLACK DRANZER FIRE JUDGEMENT!!!" she screeched, "DRAGFIRE THUNDER JUDGEMENT!!" she finished. The two BitBeasts cried out as the twin disks burst over head, Dragfire went first as a set of thunder bolts hammered down onto the golden bird, followed up a set of flaming tongues lancing out from the earth and burning the bird across the body and wings and face. Second a cage of thunder rained down paralyzing the creature as a haze of burning fire burned it repeatedly, leaving large blistering welts across the whole of its body. And lastly the final attacks Sprite and Hell's gate. There was a flash of red hardly seen because it was so fast, too low in frequency to be heard but the effects could be seen well enough. The bird's whole body convulsed in agony and then snapped straight as a large flaming gate opened around it and white hot flame showered out like opening a door under water.
The whole hall went silent, Apollon fell to the ground and burst into a shower of light. Garland looked close to dead, but that wasn't it, no that wasn't enough. Aya turned to the Brakenbladers, Dragfire and Black Dranzer leaped at them and the boys' screamed racing, clawing, biting and ripping at each other to get out of the way in such a blind panic. The BladeBreakers recalled their blades and tried desperately to get out of the melee, "RIAKURE HAILBOLT!!" cried the familiar bluenette as the rest of the Delinquent Rogues ran in on the scene, the wolf leaped forwards at the BladeBreakers, Kenny screamed in terror but the others watched in amazement as the wolf snapped the electricity across the large chunk of falling wall stone thus forcing it to burst into shards of harmless stone.
"Someone stop her!" Alexis screamed in alarm her green eyes wide as she watched Aya fall to the floor, the strain of controlling both BitBeasts when they were using their strongest singular attacks was great but she couldn't recall them, she didn't know what was going on. The bit that was her, wasn't there, it was locked up, watching, watching everything in horror and calling out, desperately to stop herself. Renkae ran forwards but a large chunk of stone fell down above her, the bluenette screamed unable to move because of her leg, there was a flash of black and white as Rei dived for her and tackled them both out of harms way. Riakure and Sacret were busy trying to subdue the two black BitBeasts as they rampaged around the girls using all their energy and power to make sure they didn't end up and happy little blood coloured smears on the stone floor.
Max raced out taking his chance with the falling boulders and dodged to Aya's side, the black haired female leaped up as if shocked when he touched her. The girl's red eyes snapped open and registered Max's face, "NO! I WON'T BE TOUCHED! I WON'T UNLESS I CHOSE!" she screamed shoving him away, Max stumbled uncertainly but was sent falling to the ground by a round house kick that would have made Jet Li crap his draws. (I've wanted to put that in a story for SO long now XD!!!!!!!!)
"Maxi!" Tyson yelled in alarm as he saw the girl go crazy and thrash him; the girl was beating him to within an inch of his life! Kai growled grabbing Tyson by the shoulder and pointing at Kenny and Alexis as she tried desperately to get both Kenny herself and the injured Renkae to safety, Rei was busy with Driger trying to help the other BitBeasts get Black Dranzer and Dragfire under control
"Help them!" he ordered running off to where Aya and Max were, Tyson raced over to the escaping ground Dragoon already in his launcher and being launched over head at the boulder of stone falling to the ground. Everything was pandemonium as people ran to get out of the way, the building was falling down around their ears and the two rampaging BitBeasts and Mistress weren't helping matters. Aya's head snapped around as she heard someone approaching, the girl's face met with a fist and everything went dark.
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Renkae sighed, "You want a coke or something?" she asked softly, her own voice sounding way to loud for the grave silent room. The downy brown haired Jason nodded not glancing up from his younger sister's face.
"Please." Renkae quietly slipped from the room, it was too quiet in there for her, she needed noise and people, it was like a grave yard. The bluenette made her way over to the vending machines; she frowned looking up from the soda listings to see the bluenetted Tyson kicking at a vending machine because it refused to give him the chocolate he had paid for. Renkae chuckled slightly and leaned over
"Don't beat it up. Do this." She told him touching the side panel and then punching the screen of clear plastic just above the drop out zone. A Snickers bar tumbled out, Tyson blinked uncertainly
"Uh thanks. How'd you know?" he asked looking at her Renkae smiled
"Like we said before, we're at the hospital quite often. You pick up a few things if you listen to what people are saying." She stated grabbing the can of coke that tumbled from the machine, "Later. Oh!" she turned to face him "Um about Aya and Max... I know she didn't mean it." Tyson scowled, "She'll probably come and apologise herself, when she... ya know... wakes up." The last was said quietly as she walked off. Tyson's lip curled, he was half tempted to go and cut the girl's life support, the bluenette jogged off to where Max was being treated.
Kalia looked up as Renkae stepped back into the room a can of coke for Jason in her hand, the blonde looked back to where Aya was in the bed, she was pale, much paler than she normally was, her hair was limp and her skin cold. She looked dead the only sign that she was alive was the very slight lifting of her chest as she breathed. There was a knock on the door, Alexis looked up and scowled as she spotted Kai at the door, "I need a word." He said coldly, the group of girls stood up. Outside in the sterile white walled corridor Kai folded his arms and glared at each of them "How did she get Black Dranzer? And better yet, how could she control it?"
Kalia scowled, "Like we're telling you!" she snapped.
"In case you haven't noticed, she couldn't control Black Dranzer!" Renkae sneered, "Why do you think she went after Brooklyn in the first place? Why do you think she attacked Max? She can't control Black Dranzer once she's let her loose."
Alexis nibbled the side of her lip "I heard... that you controlled something like Black Dranzer in Russia." She muttered, Kai's eyes snapped over to her and narrowed
"I controlled Black Dranzer yes.""No!" snarled Kalia, she was pissed off with him yes. Kai should never have allowed Aya to go off on her own, he should have stopped her! "You controlled a ghost, a clone of Black Dranzer. Aya's had the original since she was little! Before she even met us!" Kalia gasped and slapped a hand over her mouth, she couldn't believe what she'd just blurted out, the blonde whirled around and ran back into the room. Renkae sighed; Alexis shook her head and glared at him.
"It's none of your business. What happens to our team is our business."
"And what happens to mine is my business. Max is lying in Intensive care all because of her and the fact she couldn't control a BitBeast!" Kai snarled pointing down the hall to where the BladeBreakers were in Max's hospital room. Renkae's chocolate brown eyes narrowed angrily
"And Aya is lying in that room with head trauma! She might wake up but the longer she's under the less likely it is! She has two BitBeasts! One of them is double the potency of the clone Black Dranzer that drove you insane! She had to control both of them, of course she was going to loose it! You couldn't have done it! No one can." She spat before turning around and going back into the room where her companions were watching over the comatose female. Alexis shook her head
"Just go away. Please, it's nothing to do with you." She pleaded turning away and following her team back into the room. Kai sighed running a hand through his hair, just go away. As if Tyson would let me. He thought to himself.
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Kalia sat quietly, looking at the face of the black-haired woman. The entire ordeal seemed surreal. This was the second time they had to go through the murderous feeling. The feeling of not knowing whether a team-mate- a friend, would wake up in the morning.
Subconsciously, the blond started leafing through everything that had happened to them since they began the Delinquent Rogues. All the trouble they had caused, and all the good too. And most of all, all the fun they had. As if to test the idea, she tried imagining Aya gone…but it wouldn't happen. Things would never be nearly the same without Anayla.
She looked to her other team-mates bleakly. Renkae was leaning on the closest wall to Aya bed, her unruly bangs shadowing her eyes completely as she looked down and shifted ever so often as her leg panged.
Alexis was sitting next to Jason, her hand cupping her face slightly as her tired eyes stared at Aya, waiting. Waiting for her to wake up, or for her to enter her internal sleep.
Kalia ran her hand through her hair before looking at Jason. He has both his hands cupping Aya's smaller, limp one and was staring at her face so intently that Kalia was sure, if Aya could be wakened by sheer will-power alone, Jason would do it.
She dropped her eyes to the floor. It was so hard... so hard having to do this again. She sprang her head back up at the sound of a subtle movement, only to have her enthusiasm die down as Renkae moved close to the black haired female, limp and all. What did she think she was doing...?
Renkae exhaled sharply. Her hands clenched at her sides as she tried to swallow the enormous throbbing pain her leg dealt her. Moving forwards, she stopped at the moment she could move further no longer.
"Guys..." she whispered, but it felt like the whisper shook the earth in comparison to how quiet it was. "I'm going to try something... please don't stop me." She finished meekly, getting second doubts suddenly. 'I've got to trust my instincts... I'm not going to stop now.'
"Aya..." she began, if possible uttering the girls name so quietly that it fit right in with the silent atmosphere, like camouflage. "Aya, I don't know if you can hear me... but I'm going to try. Aya, you can't leave us. Not now, not ever. I... there's too many things you haven't done yet." Limply, she grabbed Aya's free hand and made it whack Renkae's head.
"Remember that? You used too... you hit me all the time, when I did something stupid." The bluenette was beginning to sound louder, a little more frantic. "Aya, if your gone who's going to keep me in line? Who's going to show Alexis how to cook every Thursday... who's gunna stop Kalia from messing up our blades while we sleep..." She paused. Bracing her two arms on the bed, silent tears made there way out. "Aya... you're my best friend... you can't....you can't leave me like this..."
Renkae tilted her head sideway as she heard someone standing up to look in the determined eyes of Alexis. "Aya, Renkae's right! We need you Aya; you have got to wake up! Things won't ever be the same without you." She said, her rich and usually playful voice dripping with seriousness. Suddenly, Kalia appeared next to her team-mates and looked down to the pale woman. Miraculously, she looked somewhat... better.
"Aya, remember Garland and Brooklyn. We still have to get them. As a team this time. We have to work together, and we can't do that if you're gone. So please, wake up!" Kalia looked down at the sheets, her blond bangs covering her eyes. Tears were slowly seeping out of her clenched lids, and her hands were balled into fists.
The colour in Aya's face seemed to get better, and she looked a lot more relaxed, but the raven-haired Delinquent still didn't wake up. Everyone was quiet as they silently listened to Kalia's sobbing, Renkae herself trying to hold it in. "That's all we can do for now. I know Aya could hear us, it's just a matter of time before she wakes up," she said, staring back down at the said woman's serene face. Alexis nodded, wiping the small tears that escaped her blue-green eyes, and put an arm around Kalia. The girls sat back down around Aya's bed, internally praying that she would finally wake up.
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Kalia fluttered her eyes open as she looked around the small, compact room. Everyone had fallen asleep due to the current events, even herself. She slowly wobbled to her feet, letting out a sigh as she watched Aya in her bed. 'I'll be back, I promise.' With one final pat on the unconscious girl's hand, Kalia left the room. She groaned as she tried taking out the kinks in her sore back. Sleeping against a wall was definitely not good for her posture. Kalia looked at the clock on the far well. 12:03 a.m.
The blond Delinquent walked down the hallway, brushing past patients' room, or when another hurt victim was rushed by her on a stretcher. Her eyes were dull. She could recall the events of the last time they were all in the hospital together, with another emergency injury, that time it was Renkae. And that time it was Aya who stuck by the bluenette's bed, waiting when she would wake up, even though Aya herself had a broken limb, and her ankle twisted. Sure, herself and Alexis were at the hospital loads of times too, but never too serious, and never enough so that the Delinquents would worry too much.
Kalia ran a hand through her blond locks, pulling out the elastic that put her golden hair in place, and un-tied her bandana. Sometimes, she wanted to let loose, have no troubles, but with her life it was almost as impossible as getting Renkae to stop talking. Her alcoholic mother, her father disappearing, her sister almost never home, and now her companions were hurt, her most trusted friends on the face of the Earth. Kalia looked up to them, each and every one of them. They were so... courageous, even Alexis, who sometimes had doubts, still went on with what she had to do because she knew it was her duty, her part, her job as a Delinquent Rogue. Kalia felt so guilty all of a sudden; all those times she doubted what she was doing, if it was all even worth it. But in the end, it was, because they all accomplished something, together or apart.
Kalia suddenly found herself on the floor, her bottom sore and the wind knocked out of her. Evidently, she bumped into someone as she was contemplating. 'Mental note: no more thinking deeply when walking, especially in a hospital.' Kalia lifted her gaze to see who she practically walked into, and gasped. It was the same boy whom she saw wrecking her house, trying to practically maul her mom! Anger blurred her vision, it was he that trespassed in her home, and for that he would pay.
The young blond named Blair rubbed his temple as he was sitting on the floor. Okay, so maybe raging into the hospital to see those damned idiotic hench-boys Brooklyn hired wasn't such a good idea, his back aching and the illuminating lights on the ceiling practically blinding his eyesight. He just wanted to beat the hell out of those guys for doing such a piteous job on keeping those damned Bladers away. Brooklyn had made HIM in charge of showing them the ropes, and obviously they needed more sense knocked into their heads. Literally.
Blair got up from his lying position, and found a pink and green blade positioned at his throat, the double edges of it glinting in the light. He looked up at the girl who was almost going to slit his throat, and fought back a groan. It was her.
"Come with me, unless you want to be found severely bleeding in the middle of the hallway."
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Aya jolted slightly as she came back to consciousness. Her whole body ached, as if she couldn't move. She tried remembering what happened before this, but came up with a blank. It hurt so much to even think, but she knew it wasn't good, especially if she was covered in bandages. Aya forced her closed lids to open, her eyes snapping shut almost immediately after taking in the glare of the lights around her. So, all she knew now that she was probably looking like a mummy, she was in a place that was almost made up of lights and that she was sleeping next to something that made that awfully annoying beeping sound.
Great start.
Really comforting.
The black-haired girl tried prying her eyes back open, little by little to see if she could gather anything else from her position. Slowly, she got used to the lighting, and was finally able to open her emerald eyes. She was surrounded by dull grey blinds that left nothing to the imagination. The beeping sound in the background became duller as she flicked her eyes over to her right, catching sight of a flicker of navy blue hair.
Suddenly, flashes of images popped into her mind, blocking her vision. Bodies lying everywhere, her hands covered in blood, people screaming, her body searing in pain. Her head ached now more than ever, her breathing coming out in short gasps of struggle. Now she remembered, but she wished so dearly that she didn't. Aya re-opened her eyes, letting her eyes become painfully blared by the immaculate light above her. She deserved this, how she was right now, for giving in, for hurting her friends. Everything she had done in the last six hours was what led her to this very moment, lying in bed and paralysed by her own trauma.
Renkae stirred awake as she heard ruffling above her, her eyes widening. Renkae suddenly stood up, the jabbing stinging in her leg pulsing away, but she ignored it. All that mattered was that the previously unconscious body of her team-mate and friend was awake, still slightly looking a little out of it, but conscious.
"Aya, you're awake!" she cried, almost flinging her arms around the taller, paler girl, catching herself as she realised that the girl was still hurt. It felt like a million weights had been lifted off her shoulders, willing herself not to shed any tears, and of course they never came. It had been such a long night, every minute spent on worrying, or checking that Aya's pulse was still normal. Death was never an option, but an absent recovery from unconsciousness was just as bad. Her whole body felt like it was being run on anxiety, as if it had just given away and the only thing that was keeping herself up was that small hope that Aya was going to wake up. Nonetheless, her heavy bags under her eyes, her pale complexion, her outrageously un-kept hair or her lack of caffeinated body couldn't shake away the brightness in her eyes or the beaming grin over the awakening of her best friend.
Though something was nagging at the bluenette, eating away at her stomach. There was no life in Aya's eyes, even though they were open, she wasn't moving either. Renkae could distinctly hear her breathing, but she looked just as dead as before. Aya did not utter a word, nor did she even try. Suddenly, Renkae's high hopes tumbled down, seeing Aya in such a state. She knew. She remembered.
"Aya it's–..."
"Tell me what happened, exactly what happened before I woke up," she ordered, her voice monotonous and everything about it as flat as road kill. Renkae's shoulders slumped. She knew that when Aya voiced that tone, it meant that she was not joking, nor was she in the mood to talk about anything else.
"You lost control of her. Black Dranzer. When you were trying to battle, or when you were busting your way through Brooklyn's place, you just lost it. You were so... mad, your emotions took over you, and you just lost the reins. She finally actually awakened when you were battling Garland and his smarmy Apollon, and that was when you weren't yourself. You called on her attacks, and Max tried to help you calm down, but you sort of... attacked him. The whole place fell apart because of the destruction, and that was when you lost consciousness," she said, uttering the last words above barely a whisper. It hurt to re-tell the events, but she knew that inside, Aya was hurting even more. The girl in the bed didn't say anything, her eyes glazed over, silence blanketing the both of them.
"How's... How's Max?" she whispered, not even meeting Renkae's eyes.
Renkae paused before answering, her voice wavering a bit. "He's here, in one of the rooms. He's in intensive care..." she said. There was a long silence that came after. Aya was immobile, her eyes slightly larger than they were before. She didn't know what to do, with her friend like this. Renkae had known Aya for the longest time, and she had never reacted this way before.
Then, the black-haired girl looked over to Renkae, her lower lip wavering as she spoke, her voice almost cracking hardly audible. "Ren... What did I do?"
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Kalia pushed the taller, bulkier teen outside as she trampled over to his fallen figure. Dragging him outside in the parking area, where it was cold and raining wasn't exactly the brightest idea Kalia ever had, but who said she was thinking straight anyway? She was fuming, her eyes almost reflecting the flames that would have been dancing all over the blond boy's body if she had that kind of power. But she didn't, so Kalia would just have to do with brutal force. In any case, she had her mother, and Aya to avenge, so this would not be a lost cause.
"What's your name?" she asked, emotionlessly and very stoically. Of course, the name wasn't important, but Kalia just had to find some way to start up a conversation that would enable to beat the living shit out of this guy.
"Why the fuck should I tell you?" he asked, giving her one of the quirkiest smirks she had ever seen. Kalia wanted to scream and slap the guy, but letting your emotions take over you wasn't such a good idea, that she had learned today.
"Because, if you don't, I'll slice that nice little throat you have in to ribbons, and then I'll save you the trouble of never having to speak ever again," she said gruffly, inching her out-stretched BeyBlade even further down the teen's throat. His green eyes skimmed to her hand, to her drenched face. He didn't seem to have been wavered, his expression almost too inviting. Kalia growled and pushed her BeyBlade roughly into the teen's neck.
Without even the slightest flinch, the boy spoke. "Blair, but that's all I'm telling you," he answered. "And would you mind moving that freaking BeyBlade of yours? It's not really comfortable to be having something that close to my skin that could pretty much slice it with the slightest movement," he stated, his voice dead-panned.
Kalia removed it, but kept it out in case he was going to try something sneaky. "What are you doing for Brooklyn?" she asked shortly, cutting to the chase.
Blair didn't respond, but instead stood up and twisted the end of his shirt to get rid of excess water that was gathered by the pouring rain. "I don't have time for this, I have other business to attend to," he replied, shrugging Kalia off. Kalia was non-too pleased with this reaction, and instead pushed Blair back with a distinct and swift movement from her hand connecting to Blair chest. Winded and surprised, Blair fell back, not expecting such a blow from such a small person. Well, small as in a head shorter than him and quite a bit less muscled.
Blair finally looked, really looked, at the girl in front of him as he was fallen back onto the ground. Her clothes were hanging off of her body, her black T-shirt not-so discreetly sticking to the girl's upper body like glue, showing off her very well curved body. Her bangs were pasted onto her forehead, the rest of it being drenched in water down to her lower back area. From what he could see from the quick appearances of lightning, the girl's eyes were a light azure, pointing at him in a not-so friendly manner. Her baggy jeans looked like as if they would fall off from her hips from such weight being put on them added on by the rain. The girl was breathing in short breaths, her cheeks a slight flush and her mouth agape in order to take in more air. Despite himself, Blair liked what he saw.
In return, Kalia seized up the young man, sprawled on the floor beneath her. His dirty blond hair was flopped over on his head with light trickles of water running down his forehead. One side of his hair was longer than the other, his white cut-off clutching at his chest, showing off his well-built muscles, the material almost turning transparent. His midnight black jeans were covered in a thick sheen of water with many rips at the end of each pant-leg, no less from trampling over them with each step because of their length. In spite of herself, Kalia blushed, not being able to tear her eyes away from his well-built chest. Unfortunately, she also caught him staring at quite the same area on herself. Suddenly, her face was a pure flush of deep red and hues, either from embarrassment or anger, she herself couldn't quite tell, but she was well-damned going to do something about it!
"PERVERT!" she cried, stumbling backwards her arms flying over her chest with her eyes squeezed shut. It was about a mili-second too late when she realised that there was a step behind her, she kicked her heel against it and jumped forwards slightly in pain, loosing her balance. Teetering, Kalia finally lost her footing and was sent crashing down, sprawled on Blair. Her nose making quite an impact on his stone-like chest, Kalia quickly sat up, shaking her head fervently as if trying to shake away the redness from her face. Finally, when she stopped and opened her eyes, she was met staring directly into Blair's green ones, his eyebrow arched ever-so elegantly as if saying 'What the fuck?' Kalia's face returned to its previous colour, she screeched throwing herself off of the young blond and running like a bat out of hell back inside the hospital, leaving the blond boy anchored to his spot, cold, drenched, and amused.
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Aya just lay there, her eyes were open and she would speak when she was spoken to, but... other than that, she showed no signs of life. She just lay there, staring; her fingers wound so tightly in her bed sheets her knuckles white as she just looked ahead.
"I don't know what to do. Ever since she woke up she's been like this. It's almost worse than seeing her in a coma!" Renkae whispered. Alexis and Kalia shifted uncomfortably, the three glanced back into the room where she was, the girl hadn't moved, she hadn't even blinked. Renkae shifted uncomfortably her leg panging painfully, she gritted her teeth and took a sharp gasp of air as fire stabbed its way up her leg. When she got her hands on Carlos, he would pay for giving her this pain.
A young doctor who had been passing glanced at them; he frowned noticing how Renkae was holding herself, her face screwed up. "Um miss. Are you in pain?" he asked softly approaching them carefully. Renkae looked up in alarm
"Huh?"
"Are you alright?" the doctor asked again, Renkae sniffed dismissively
"It's nothing." She said waving a hand and moving to sit down. Only, he was watching her carefully shrewdly.
"I'm afraid I think there is something wrong. I'd like to check your leg out miss. Ann, could you fetch me a wheel chair!?" he called to one of the red haired nurses; Ann nodded smiling flirtatiously at the young doctor. Kalia rolled her eyes, what a slut, she could already see the red head eyeing up the young doctor. She approached them with a brick red wheelchair, Alexis stepped forwards and helped Renkae ease into it.
"Do you want us to go with you?" the black haired girl asked, Renkae glanced at Aya through the window. Alexis pulled a face nibbling on her lower lip, "Aya won't be going anywhere. Besides, you need your leg sorting out or it'll just get worse." She reasoned, Renkae sighed slumping in defeat.
"Someone stay with her!" she exclaimed, "I don't care who! Just someone stay!" she called back to them as the doctor wheeled her off into a different part of the hospital. Renkae watched as she was wheeled past all the different rooms, different people, nurses, doctors, once or twice someone stopped and exchanged a few words with the doctor wheeling her down the hallway. He wheeled her into a curtained cubical and drew the pale green curtains around them.
"My name is Doctor Gray, now please miss if you would remove your jeans so I could take a proper look at your leg." he announced. Renkae coloured instantly, she folded her arms defiantly
"Oh hell no. My clothes are staying ON!" she exclaimed, the bluenette rolled up her trouser leg and then leaned back her arms crossed huffily "You can examine me with the jeans ON." She spat. Dr Gray rolled his eyes and ducked down, Renkae winced as he touched her calf, gently pressing his hands against her leg and moving it up and down her calves he sighed in annoyance.
"Well it's nothing serious. If you'd have come sooner it would have been easier to treat. You've hyper extended the muscles in your calf, your lucky that your friends have stopped you from doing anything extreme, anymore strain on your leg and the tendons in the back of your knee would have torn." He explained. Renkae took a deep breath, she was glad she hadn't broken her leg or anything, she would be alright. "You'll have to have the foot bandaged, and you'll need crutches but you should be fine in two weeks." He explained. Renkae nodded taking a deep breath.
"Can I go back to my friend now?" she asked. The Doctor chuckled,
"No need." Said a voice from the curtain. Renkae swivelled, her eyes bright, Aya was stood at the curtains Jason supporting her wearing a large fluffy paw patterned dressing gown. Alexis and Kalia waved from her other side.
"How...?" she trailed. Kalia raised a hand
"Guilty as charged. I kind of lost my temper and ranted at her, the minuet I mentioned you were carted off by one of the doctors she practically leaped out of the bed. Jason fell over in shock." She told the grinning bluenette with a giggle. Aya treaded her way to Renkae leaning heavily on Jason; Doctor Grey shook his head tutting
"You should be resting...–"
Aya cut him off by raising a hand "I've rested enough thank you." She looked at Renkae and grinned broadly "When I get outta here. We are so going to kick Brooklyn's ass."
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Well that's the end of the 5th chapter. Rayne's going to be starting the 6th chapter which is going to be fun.