YA HA HA AND A BOTTLE OF RUM! 'Tis me, Mikaze who is starting this chapter I wouldn't let anyone else touch what I had started in the last chapter, and goshdarnit, I actually have an idea what I'm going to type. So this'll be short with NO INTERRUPTIONS-
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So that I won't forget my ideas. ENJOY!
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"BOO!"
Backbackbackbackbackdeleeeeeeeeete.
"CRAP! Alexis, you scared the shit out of me!" exclaimed a startled Renkae, who glared sourly at her pig-tailed friend. Alexis grinned sheepishly, taking note that her screen suddenly had no trace of any writing anymore due to her outburst. Eh, no matter, if Renkae ever got too mad at her, Alexis would just have to whip out the big guns.
"Sorr-y, I just came over to see if you wanted to have lunch with me. We can call Aya on the way to getting something to eat," she remarked perkily. Renkae out-weighed the pros and cons. Pro: She could mooch off of Aya's and Alexis' meals as well as hers, then run out of the place and leave the two raven-heads with the bill.
…Cons, where art thou?
"Alright, let's go!" she exclaimed, suddenly the loss of her summer reading essay losing its control on her. Alexis beamed at the taller bluenette. Obviously, Renkae had some sort of twisted idea that she would get away without paying, but she was oh-so wrong…
"What about Kalia?" asked Renkae, grabbing her coat and slipping on her running shoes.
Alexis pondered as she looked down at her small cell phone. "I tried calling her cell, but she wouldn't pick up so I'm assuming that she's still looking for a decent costume. I still have no idea what's wrong with the Bunny costume; Kalia loves bunnies!"
Renkae yet again fought to keep back the howling laughter that would most likely would have escaped her throat if she tried picturing the sensitive, independent, self-respecting Delinquent in a rabbit costume, chewing on a stick of carrot while exclaiming "Eh, what's up Doc?" all the while. Of course, irony would have struck gold if ever such an idea was placed with Aya instead, but that would have been creepy if anything else. Instead of giving a response, Renkae shrugged as the duo headed out the door of Renkae's house.
The two decided to walk instead hitch a ride with Alexis' driver. It was hard enough to go shopping with the heiress without being given strange looks from bystanders. How were you supposed to get a no-nonsense sort of reputation with a girl who owned a mansion and had everything handed to her on a silver platter on your team? Well, somehow with a lot of bickering , ass-kicking, and glaring (mostly on Aya's part; that girl could give glares like no one's business and have people like Renkae shut up with just a lower of the eyelids), the Delinquent Rogues still managed.
Aya met up with the other two on the street corner of a Starbucks (it took seven detours, five different Starbucks and 10 phone calls to locate each other and pick the right one).
"Hey guys, let's just go to the mall for a second, there's a CD I've been itching to get and I finally have just enough money to get it," said Renkae as she pointed to the mall directly across the street.
"What about money for lunch?" asked Alexis.
Renkae flashed a grin. "Well, I guess I'll just have to manage and get some food off of you two."
Aya and Alexis gave Renkae identical dead-panned looks. 'How convenient…' they thought.
As they entered the tall 6-story building, the girls walked over to the elevators, Alexis nearly tripping in the process.
"Yelp-!" she cried out as she fell. The raven-haired girl winced at the same time a 'ding!' was heard, signalling the elevator was at their level. Alexis looked down at her shoes and noticed that they had gotten un-tied. "Guys, just a second, I have to tie my shoes."
"Well hurry up, the elevator's here," replied Aya impatiently.
Alexis sighed as she fumbled with the cords. "You guys go on up, I'll meet you there."
"Alrighty 'Lexi, don't get lost!" grinned Renkae, referring to the many times Alexis had gotten lost in the same building, regardless of the many times the girls visited. Alexis gave a mock-laugh and ushered them to go on ahead. Renkae waved as the elevator doors closed, blocking Alexis' sight from them.
She sighed as she got up, dusting off her white sweatpants and jean jacket when she finished with her shoes. The second elevator doors opened as Alexis entered. Suddenly, she heard a cry of "Wait!" just as the doors were sliding closed. Quickly, Alexis pushed the button to re-open them, and an exasperated red-head walked in. She heard an audible whisper of thanks while the boy caught his breath. With that shade of red and the flame-like hair style, Alexis immediately recognized him as one of the Bladers who inadvertently saved her parents from imminent danger, even though she had completely forgotten his name. The boy seemed to recall her as well whilst recognition flashed in his lilac-coloured eyes met her blue-green ones.
"Um… hi," she said, the awkwardness suddenly filling every small space they had in the tiny compartment.
The boy narrowed his eyes and gave a "Hi" before going back to his own business. Alexis pouted, she was not used to people just ignoring her, and definitely not rude people. Maybe he was still mad at the fact that she almost made him become mince-meat.
Despite the fact that he clearly held no interest in her, Alexis decided to strike up a conversation, just because she was that sort of person. "So… How are you?" she asked, as politely as possible. Her tone was so sweet, Alexis imagined Renkae just gagging on it.
The red-head only gave her a sideways glance before bringing his gaze back to straight in front of him. "Been better," was all he stated.
'Well, I'm good too, thanks for asking,' she thought. 'How rude.' Well, if he wasn't even going to try to be polite with her, the least Alexis could do was ignore him as well.
That was, if only the elevator hadn't stopped short for no apparent reason as the lights became dim.
"What happened?" she asked frantically. Oh no, oh no no no no no. She was not stuck in a tightly-spaced elevator with a PMS-ing grouch for a guy.
Oh hell no.
"Apparently the elevator's having some difficulties. Pass me the phone there on your right," he instructed. Alexis nodded and looked down to see a phone built into the wall in case of emergencies. She would definitely let him have the position as Mr. I-M-IN-Charge.
As the red-head talked on the phone with the people responsible for the elevator repairs, Alexis slid down the wall and sat down, hugging her knees to her chest. Why the hell was this happening to her? Of all people? She was a good person, she gave to the needy, she helped people with their problems, heck, she was even nice to her little brother (most of the time). Why were the fates punishing her?
With having nothing else to concentrate on, Alexis fixed her gaze on the other figure in the elevator stuck with her. As usual, his hair was in the flame-like style with a purple bandana keeping it up and his light purple eyes looked dark in the small compartment. He wore a black tank top that left nothing to the imagination about his muscles, and navy blue jeans with a chain wrapped around them. His neck was adorned with a shark tooth necklace which gave him an even fiercer look, and Alexis kind've liked the piece of jewellery.
It took her about five seconds to realize that the said boy was talking to her. "Sorry?"
He sighed. "The company said they could only get someone to fix whatever the hell that's wrong with this piece of crap until four more hours. Apparently there's been a black-out in the mall, so they tell us to sit tight."
"As if we have any choice," she mumbled.
The boy rolled his eyes. "No kidding."
Alexis looked up at the boy. He seemed calm enough, as if he's been stuck in an elevator countless time before. And he was pretty good-looking; she had to give him that. Alexis wondered how this kind of guy got himself mixed up with people like Brooklyn. No doubt with other competitions, but Brooklyn only competed in one since his debut with BEGA and Voltaire. She also wondered how good of a BeyBlader this guy was, and whether or not her team would be able to defeat him. What if they weren't? What if they couldn't manage to bring back her Grandfather in time, or that they even lost their bit beasts in the process?
Great. Leave ol' Lexi in a tin box and her thoughts start eating at her sanity. Alexis breathed in deeply and counted backwards, hoping to restore what little faith oxygen left her.
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"I'm hungry."
Blair groaned. It was the fifth time his blond companion had stated that very obvious fact. "We'll be there in a sec."
Kalia huffed. "Well I can't wait a sec, I'm hungry!"
"Buy something from one of the stands," he said, trying to ignore the little voices in his head telling him to kill the Delinquent.
God, that was heavy irony in his sentence.
The blond teenager pouted, even though she knew for a fact that Blair couldn't very well see her since he was walking in front of her. It suddenly occurred to her how it must've seemed like she was the inferior one, what with her following him. The little dignity she still held within herself ignited up in a flame, as Kalia rushed to walk in front of him. Blair couldn't help but quirk the corner of his lip up in an amused smile, his eyebrow arched. "What are you doing?"
"Walking, what else?" she asked looking over her shoulder at him and flashing him a mock grin. Blair's smile soon turned into a smirk. There were quite a few things out there that piqued his interest, but this girl stole the cake and ran with it. With the Delinquent now marching in front of him, Blair finally took in how she looked today. A long black wife beater with a shorter, baggier white one on top dressed her with low-slung dark camouflage pants hanging off her hips. The usual bandana and low-ponytail were out and instead, the blond sported a messy high ponytail, a few escaped strands and her layered bangs framing her face giving off a more authoritive look. Her face was as always free of make-up, and she had many colourful rubber bracelets adorning her bare arms.
Kalia definitely felt Blair staring at her from behind, and suddenly regretted walking up front. She felt cold sweat break out on her forehead and tried slowing down her walk just a tad to be next to him. "I'm sorry, but really, what's so important that you can't just tell me where we're going? I have the right to know if you're going to bring somewhere to rape me, or mug me and leave me on street in some deserted place not knowing where to go!"
Blair faced her. "Well if that's the case, then you shouldn't be following strangers." And walked on ahead.
Kalia stopped dead in her tracks and watched Blair dumb-foundedly. Her mouth was agape as she tried to register whether or not the blond was actually serious about his little comment. Suddenly, Blair turned back and grinned at her, and Kalia's temper came back at a full turn. "Oh, ha-HA! Play tricks on the defenceless teenage girl why don't you!"
"You weren't so defenceless the last time I saw you, when you were pointing that shiny little BeyBlade at my neck," he stated pointedly, eyeing Kalia as she walked at his side again.
"Well that was because you broke into my house! Oh, and by the way, you owe us sixteen hundred dollars in damaged goods, and we want it in cash," she replied the last part in snidely way.
Blair looked to her and smirked. "Yeah, sure."
"I mean it! There was some valuable stuff in there that you guys ruined! Not to mention a perfectly good night, thanks," she said as she checked off her fingers, distracted by her sudden eagerness to make him pay for the damages.
"We're here."
"Huh?" Kalia looked up to find herself at an old and run-down park. The rides were rusty and vandalised; they looked like they were broken and someone had put the parts back together again, in a totally disorganized fashion. Kalia grimaced, she knew a thing or two about putting stuff together and fixing things, she was a mechanic after all. The once vibrant paint that decorated the slides and tunnels had chipped off, revealing an old, muddy-red colour. The grass that was around the playground was dead, and patches of it were missing, like old man's balding head. What was most peculiar was that despite its faults, there were still children who were playing around it. Kalia felt something drop in the pit of her stomach; these kids had nothing else to play with but a dead-beat park. She was about to ask Blair why he had brought her here, but she soon discovered that he was no longer beside her, and instead was in the middle of a ring of children, about eleven or twelve of them, all different ages.
"Hey Blair, did you get us some food?" asked one of the smaller boys. He wore a red tattered cap with moth holes on it, and a hideous plaid shirt that was too long for his arms. He had smudges of dirt on his face, and underneath the cap, Kalia could distinctly see he had gorgeous scarlet hair that must've been quite untidy.
"No kidding, I almost got run out of the mall because of you guys," replied Blair, and with that the children cheered. As Blair knelt before them, the kids seemed to huddle in more closely around him and to see what he had brought them. They wore the same kind of clothing; old, out-of-date, large and full of holes and rips.
It was so bizarre, seeing Blair do suck a kind thing for these kids. It seemed like they knew him well, and he was like their protector of some sort. She couldn't help but see a brotherly figure in him, and it was strange considering that he worked for Brooklyn. She wondered if Brooklyn knew that by day, Blair worked as this Good Samaritan figure of the children.
Suddenly, it seemed as if one of the youngsters finally noticed Kalia standing awkwardly off-scene of the giving of the goodies, and made it a point to make her noticed. "Hey Blair, who's the blonde bimbo?"
Kalia was left stumped, her mouth hanging agape at the rudeness of the boy. Obviously Blair didn't teach them manners yet. "What did you say?"
Blair glanced fleetingly at her, and almost grinned. "Yeah Tommy, blonde's aren't all that bad," he stated as he pointed to his own shiny locks.
Tommy still watched Kalia as if she were some sort of blood-sucking monster. "Yeah, but you're a cool guy. She's a girl."
"Hey I'm a girl!" piped one of the kids in the group who was currently munching on a bread stick.
"Yeah, and I'll have you know I'm an excellent BrakenBlader with a sense of know-how, and I'm the mechanic and repairwoman of the Delinquent Rogues, thank you very much!" Kalia explained as she crossed her arms. The nerve of this kid!
Suddenly, the eyes of the kids became huge and almost cartoon-like, advancing on Kalia in a trance. "Can you show us?"
Kalia became rigid. "Well… uh… I don't know if I have any time, it's not like I don't have plans later on…" Gah, how did she get herself into this mess? At first, she was just going to have a quick stop-by the store to get a new costume for the ball, and in fact, she was still hanging on to the bunny costume. Now, she was lucky if she was even allowed to come within a mile from the said building! Kalia watched all of the kids' faces droop slightly with disappointment, and Kalia felt a pang in her chest. Goddamnit, she couldn't even withstand Alexis' stares when she was really focused, and now she was up against at least a dozen of them! Kalia sighed. "Come on… Let's find a dish…" With that, a series of cheers and yells echoed as Kalia buried her face into her hands as she was dragged to another corner of the park, not noticing the light smile splayed across Blair's features.
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Aya scowled as Renkae once again complained loudly through the gloom. The bluenette may have had excellent night vision but Aya's was better, and even then the raven haired woman had great difficulty locating their other black haired friend and even worse, Kalia. "Will you shut up?" Aya snapped kicking Renkae forcefully. The bluenette yelped at the harsh action, "You're really starting to piss me off." The woman added. Renkae grumbled but never the less closed her mouth, it was best not to piss Aya off when she was trying to do something.
The bluenette sighed sitting cross-legged on the floor her dark russet eyes scanning the gloom, quite a few people had panicked, called the police and everyone had been evacuated, save them. Another one of Aya's little perks, she blended in with the background so well she became almost invisible and Renkae was just a natural Ninja so the bluenette had hidden under a bench and tucked her hair up into a black trucker hat she'd snagged from a near-by store. So what if she 'forgot' to pay for it? Wasn't the first time she'd 'forgotten' to pay for certain items she'd picked up while a security camera or a shop keeper had their attention elsewhere.
The girl froze, Aya equally becoming ridged beside her as they head voices approaching in the darkness; one of them had a flashlight with them. Police, was what leaped to both females' minds as they somehow became invisible, Aya balancing on the rim of a plant pot behind the large bushes, Renkae once again ducking under her bench.
"Only Johnny could get himself lost in the dark." Muttered a disbelieving voice, a familiar disbelieving voice. Aya peered through the leaves and saw the group of teenagers from George's Pizza Place
Renkae recognised them too because she rolled out from under the bench and folded her arms to glare at them, none of them realised she was there, Aya shifted slightly and moved to Renkae's side without anyone's notice. "What are you doing here?" Renkae demanded her voice causing the three boys to jump badly. The group of boys flicked their torch up into their faces; Renkae hissed holding an arm up to shield her eyes from the beam of concentrated light, Aya however allowed her eyeballs to be seared. She still hadn't forgiven herself for what happened to Max, so any pain she got, she accepted.
"Who the hell are you?" The light blonde demanded his eyes staring at them from behind the light.
"We'll answer when you put that torch down." Aya growled lowly, the torch was lowered hesitantly. Renkae sighed and dropped her arm, red/brown eyes welcoming the darkness that soothed them,
"Delinquent Rogues. What team are you?" she demanded, even to Renkae she sounded prissy in the darkness. At the mention of the team-name, the boys exchanged dark looks, the girls weren't supposed to see but go figure, they did. "Is there a problem?" she demanded her voice going hard.
The tallest of the males stepped forwards, he had short violet purple hair which he'd slicked back, his dark russet eyes a shade lighter than Renkae's own, his pale skin made him look almost ghost like in the gloom but they could tell he was looking down his nose at them. This made Renkae sneer angrily, how dare he! She could wipe the floor with his arrogant ass, no sweat and yet here he was, thinking he was the hottest thing since Brakenblade.
"We're the Majestics." He introduced, Aya groaned, Mainframers. The black haired girl turned away somehow knowing they would bring up the incident with Max, she moved away from the group and leaned against the railings that over looked the lower floors of the Mall she could see the fountain on the bottom floor through the gloom. The black haired girl scanned the building like a hawk, maybe, if she was lucky, she might see Alexis or Kalia, that or she may have already been ushered out along with the rest of the occupants of the mall.
"Why are you here?" she heard Renkae demand. Aya sighed turning around to watch the argument with a touch of amusement, the boys looked slightly uneasy with the glares Renkae was administrating. Aya felt a twinge of pride, so the bluenette had learned something from the numerous looks she received from Aya.
"We're looking for a team-mate. Why are you here? Looking for more people to maim?" one of the boys –the blonde demanded his voice lased with a sneer. There was silence.
Enrique swallowed; surprised at his own rudeness, but even more horrified that he'd just said that to the two most dangerous women he knew. Suddenly without warning the bluenette grabbed him by the collar, she moved so quickly the Majestics hadn't a chance to realise what she was going before she'd turned around and flung him to the floor. Enrique yelped in pain as his body hit the floor hard, his head cracking on the tiles beneath him. Oliver and Robert gasped and moved forwards only to be met with a black gun launcher before they'd even taken a step. Renkae smirked, she'd moved so fast but Aya had practically teleported to her side, the raven haired woman was taut with controlled fury as she pointed Dragfire's launcher at the two males, on her left Renkae had Riakure pointed directly at the blonde.
"Care to say that again blondie?" Renkae growled her russet eyes dark. Aya casually blew a strand of black hair from her face; she tilted her head to glance at Enrique while keeping an eye on Robert and Oliver.
Enrique swallowed his fingers inching towards Anphillion, Aya's second launcher whipped out as she pointed it directly at his inching hand. "Don't even try it Mainframer." She ordered her voice low. Renkae scowled but removed Riakure, the same time as Aya lifted both Black Dranzer and Dragfire, the black haired woman was still uncertain about her control over the black phoenix but while with Renkae or any other member of the Delinquent Rogues, she felt safe to have the bird at her side again.
The tension in the hall suddenly decreased drastically. Aya reached down to help Enrique up, the blonde looked at her hand with suspicion, Aya arched an eyebrow at him. Enrique still didn't take her hand so she shrugged a shoulder and dropped it, "You're looking for a team-mate?" Renkae asked "We heard you talking."
"Yes. Johnny, red hair and a blue bandana. Have you seen him?" Oliver asked, Renkae shrugged a shoulder
"No. But we can help each other. Two of our team-mates have gone missing too, Kalia and Alexis. I assume you know who Lexie is." She stated, they nodded.
"We haven't seen anyone on the upper levels." Aya stated coming to Renkae's side and folding her arms. Robert frowned
"If you don't mind we'll do our own searching." Aya shrugged
"Suit yourself."
"Hey Aya, Alexis was heading to the lifts last we saw right? Let's check them, knowing her luck she got stuck in one when the power went out." Renkae said excitedly, Aya rolled her eyes
"And you didn't think of that half an hour ago?" she demanded as they walked away. Renkae shrugged
"No I didn't. Do ya think we can raid the food court while no one's here?" she asked excitedly rubbing her hands together as they walked away.
"No."
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Alexis sighed resting her head against the cool metal, she was bored out of her mind, opposite her that red head was staring to his left completely ignoring her. Alexis sighed yet again and stretched, trying to remove the knots and kinks in her back from the 2 and a half hours she'd been stuck in the elevator. All she could think of was how lucky she was to have dressed lightly today, the lift was stuffy and hot however the heat wasn't bothering her much. But what was bothering her was that she was still in a small enclosed space that was hot.
The girl gripped her jeans even tighter as she heard a loud clang from somewhere above them. Now, more than ever, she was regretting allowing Renkae and Aya to convince her to watch Dawn of the Dead, 8 legged freaks and Evolution. Bad things always happened in malls. She squirmed slightly her blue green eyes glancing again to the red head; he was watching her, his expression unreadable. "Are you alright?" he asked, his tone suggested he was more or less wondering if she was going to puke across the floor. Alexis shook her head.
"Sure I'm fine." She said trying to keep her voice level; she failed slightly on the last note. The ceiling of the lift issued two thuds; there was a brief few seconds before another two thuds and a faint yelp.
"Dammit, how did you jump from that high up?" Alexis leaped to her feet upon hearing the voices,
"Renkae? Aya?" she called looking up.
"Alexis?" it was Renkae, "You in there?" she called
"Yes, get me out!" she shouted back, Johnny watched the black haired girl's face; she seemed to have perked up instantly at the sound of her friend's voices.
"Step back." This voice was deeper slightly huskier, Johnny flattened himself against the wall as one of the ceiling panels was kicked in by a large booted foot. Literally a second later a figure with black hair and black clothing jumped in only to have Alexis literally glomp her into the other side of the wall. A blue haired girl following her down from the roof as she too tackled Alexis who in turn was hugging the black haired woman and crushing her against the wall.
The taller black haired girl shoved them both off her and gave Johnny a look, "You from the Majestics?" she asked, he nodded in confusion. "Your team are looking for you on the upper levels." She explained, Alexis cheered wrapping herself around Aya's waist in relief until she spotted the two launchers.
"Her?" she exclaimed not releasing her but straightening, Aya shrugged a shoulder
"Figured I would need her. Dragfire said I should have a better control upon her." She explained as she untangled Alexis's arms from her, the black haired girl jumped up and swung herself out the elevator emergency roof entrance. "Renkae give his majesty and Alexis a leg up." She ordered, the girl chuckled
"Yes ma'am." With that she positioned herself leaning against the well her hands braced together in a cradle. "You heard her kids. Ladies first." She said as Alexis placed one of her sneakers in Renkae's hand. The two girls balanced briefly, "Three... two... One... LIFT!" Renkae barked her muscles bunching as she pushed off from the wall, Alexis found herself being lifted high until her shoulders were out of the lift and Aya snatched her under the armpits, hauling her out.
"Renkae, you OK?" the black haired woman asked, Renkae nodded as she slumped against the panelling of the lift.
"Yeah, just gimme a sec. OK. C'mon Prince Charming." She called to the red head. Johnny growled his face flaming with humiliation as he placed a foot in her hands, Renkae nodded her breathing steadying. "Three... Two... One... LIFT!" Johnny was ready for the sudden burst of height as he was lifted out of the metal coffin, he was however not prepared for Aya to grab him under the arms and haul him up. He yelped falling on top of her only to be shoved off before he could land. The older one swivelled around and thrust her hand down into the lift for Renkae; the bluenette snagged her hand and launched herself up and out of the elevator.
"Well? Start climbing!" the black haired girl ordered jerking a thumb to the ladder that Alexis was already half way up. Johnny grumbled not liking how he was being treated by the girls, but he never the less started climbing with Renkae and Aya behind him chivvying him into a faster pace.
"The door's stuck!" Alexis shouted down. Aya sighed,
"I'll open it." She called back and started to climb faster, when she came up close to Renkae she swung to the side and started climbing sideways so she completely bypassed her, she quickly climbed past Johnny who stared at her as she passed with a smirk on her features as she did so. Passing Alexis she swung back onto the ladder and jumped onto the tiny ledge that was the opening to the third floor. Aya took a deep breath and pitched herself forwards, she pressed her finger tips into the crack of the doors; there was a moment of silence in the shaft before the doors squealed in protest as they were pried apart. Renkae shook her head; Aya was drawing strength from Dragfire to pry the magnetically sealed doors apart.
Aya continued to push the doors apart, when they were wide enough she thrust her shoulder against the door and pushed with that until there was enough space to lift her foot and use it to push the other side open. "Go!" she snarled through gritted teeth. Alexis was first scrambling under her outstretched leg, Johnny was a little slower as he crawled out, Renkae came out and braced her shoulder against the door with Aya's foot against it.
"Ready?" Renkae asked looking at the black haired girl with sweat streaked across her face; Aya nodded drawing in sharp gasps of air. "NOW!" the two flung themselves away from the door as it snapped shut, shuddering with the impact. The sound echoing down the shaft, and then Aya dropped to her knees with a groan of pain.
"Aya!" Alexis squealed dropping down beside her, Johnny stared at them. "You drew Power from Dragfire didn't you, to save us?" she asked softly, Aya nodded mutely as Renkae helped her up. Renkae shrugged a shoulder,
"I would have too but Riakure's more of a speed bit instead of strength like Dragfire." She explained, "C'mon get her onto my back." Alexis nodded as she somehow managed to manoeuvre Aya behind Renkae so the bluenette could carry her piggyback.
"Johnny!" shouted a voice; a cluster of torches rushed over and practically pounced upon the red head. Alexis smiled seeing them reunited, she glanced over her shoulder and saw Renkae already moving off, she shrugged a shoulder and chased them. Her place was with her team.
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Aya groaned coming too, she was on her back somewhere outside, her eyes cracked open to find that she was in the park lying on one of the benches as Alexis and Renkae hovered over her. She groaned again and sat up; ignoring the darkness at dissolved the edges of her vision.
"You alright?" Alexis asked, Aya nodded mutely.
"Yeah. I had an interesting conversation with Dragfire though, Manora is somewhere in Westside." Her two friend's faces became excited and confused.
"If she's in Westside... that must mean that Thunderstruck would know something. But... why would she be in Westside. She doesn't even know anyone in Westside, let alone like them enough to go there." Renkae said thoughtfully. She was surprised about how calm she was with the whole situation, considering how much there was a particular person in Westside she really hated. Well, not hated, just acted like she hated.
"Yup." Aya stated trying not to allow a smile onto her lips; she was quite familiar with Westside once having a boyfriend who was a Westside BrakenBlader. However when he discovered Black Dranzer she saw his real worth when he tried to steal it. Thankfully one of her friends, the top BrakenBlader of Westside, had words with him and he was unceremoniously blanked by every BrakenBlader. A Blader that tried to steal a BitBeast was always cast out; however Brooklyn was getting away with his little idea because they were fighting for the BitBeasts instead of stealing them. The bastard always came up with loopholes.
"I guess you two are heading off to Westside while I head back and tell the others?" Alexis asked, she didn't know anyone in Westside and she didn't know if her presence would be tolerated. Aya nodded,
"You do that. If Kalia shows up then you'll have to get was much info from her as you can. Like, where the hell she's been." Aya growled as she got to her feet, the dizzy spell gone as her strength returned. Renkae got to her feet too from where she was squatted on the ground, she rummaged around in her pockets to find Riakure, there was no way she was going to Westside without her companion. Her fingers brushed metallic and comfort flowed over her.
"Let's go already. I want to meet my little friend again!" the bluenette stated itchily. Aya arched an eyebrow
"You sure you don't just want to see Tom or Seth again?" she asked with a sly smirk. Renkae flushed and turned away,
"Not on your life! Besides, it'd be you who'd want to see Seth." The bluenette said with a cruel lopsided grin on her face. Aya shrugged with a good natured snigger as they walked off,
"What can I say? He's hot." She stated. Alexis laughed as she heard Renkae spluttered in surprise as Aya cackled at the bluenette's expression.
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Renkae shook her head as she chewed her lip in amusement, she should have known, Aya was just pulling her leg. The bluenette sighed as she followed Aya through the close walls of the skyscrapers in Westside; the black haired girl knew the area better than most Westsiders' did. All Renkae had to do was follow as they threaded their way through the walled city.
Every now and again as they walked along, Renkae would hear a catcall or particularly demonic laugh from over head but she'd be damned if she got antsy of those wanna-blader-bies pathetic attempts to scare them.
"We're here." The black haired girl announced as they stopped in front of a metal garage door, Renkae leaned over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose, the door was covered in graffiti, and it wasn't exactly very good graffiti at that.
"They could've done a better job on the door." She commented. Aya laughed but quickly stopped when she heard something above them, she sidestepped swiftly as a brick landed where she was stood literally seconds before. She looked up removing her launcher and took careful aim,
"Hold it!" shouted a female voice. Renkae whirled around and glared viciously at the petite blonde who approached them from down the alley way. Aya sighed and holstered her launcher
"Cooper." She greeted, the blonde inclined her head slightly. Ashley Cooper Enders was a member of the Westside Thunderstruck Bladers, second in command to their leader Seth Thomason. Cooper was petite, not very tall but the way she held herself made her appear the height of anyone she faced, she had long cornflower blonde hair that hung at her waist in a kinked, wild mane a few streaks coloured bright ruby red as they hung down framing her pale skin and stormy grey/blue eyes. She wore a plain purple long sleeved top with wide sleeves, a white Basketball vest over the purple top and a pair of boot cut green jeans, her feet clad in a pair of brown metal capped boots, around her waist a brown utility belt that held a pouch for her blue wolf BitBeast Rialiene and launcher. Renkae and Cooper had been Brakenblade rivals since they met when Aya introduced them 4 years ago on her 14th birthday, they had a barbeque party on the beach were they all drank alcohol before they were legally allowed to buy it. If memory serves, it was the first and the last time Renkae got drunk. Though it was only rumour and everyone was too drunk at the time to remember what really happened, there were rumours that Seth had kissed Aya that night complete with tongue. But it was nothing more than a rumour and neither person were willing to comment on the event.
Aya bowed her head back in greeting, "May we have entrance?" she asked nodding to the door, Cooper nodded curtly looking at Renkae
"But only you. The Bluenette stays here." She growled her eyes never leaving Renkae's Russet ones. Aya rolled her eyes, good grief, if only those two got over themselves long enough to realise they were exact opposites in appearance only. They had exactly the same attitude and fighting style. Aya shrugged a shoulder,
"Renkae, play nice with the other kids." She called. Renkae snorted
"Bite me." Aya laughter floated up to her as she disappeared into the garage opening leaving her and Cooper alone in the alley way. They stared at each other unwaveringly, grey and russet each unwilling to back down.
"So." Cooper started, "I hear you were invited to that ball Brooklyn is holding." Renkae's lips quirked
"You heard right." She growled through a gritted smile, Renkae never trusted that girl, she knew that Cooper would never betray her team and that she was a wicked BrakenBlader, almost as good as Renkae was herself but... it may have been something to do with their BitBeasts, but Renkae just couldn't bring herself to trust the blonde. She had a wolf BitBeast as well, and where Renkae's was a red thunder wolf, Cooper's was a blue water wolf.
"Try not to destroy the whole building this time." She mocked with a cruel smirk on her face. Renkae's forced smile dropped, Cooper's became wider. "After what happened... I'm surprised that the whole Braken-community hasn't been over whelming your team with challenges. After all... destroying a complex larger than the houses of parliament in England, that's quite a feat." She trailed off. Renkae smiled through pursed lips.
"Well, if you're looking for a fight look no further. However, it was Aya who destroyed Brooklyn's complex and we'd rather the whole Braken-community, doesn't find out. We have enough to deal with at the moment, what with Dickinson's kidnapping and Mainframers following us around everywhere." The bluenette explained. Cooper nodded flicking a strand of hair out of her face,
"And let's not forget, team-mates getting abducted by mysterious blonde boys." She hinted with a smirk. Renkae spluttered,
"Kalia? Mysterious Blonde boys? OK, you're telling me everything, now."
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Aya stalked down the silent, dark hall, she could see light ahead and no doubt she would come into the main building, see Amy and Tom lounging around or playing video games, two or three other members of Thunderstruck mucking about on their skateboards upon the mini-half pipe against the far corner. Loud music being played from the stereo on the other side of the room just under the stairs, the stairs that led to the rooms that the permanent residents of Westside used. Mainly, Cooper, Seth, Tom and Amy. Their parents had all been friends but some group –the same one that killed Aya's parents; shot them all at a social gathering.
She walked into the room and smiled laughing as three people feigned shock and fainted, one falling off the end of their skateboard and toppling ungracefully into the middle of the half pipe where the blonde BMX girl jumped over him. Aya laughed touching her head when Amy literally shrieked jumping up from where she was wound around Tom so quickly she fell over him winding the poor blonde boy.
The room was large, the floor had quite a few random rugs and carpets thrown over it, and in some places where carpet couldn't be found, newspaper and cardboard had been thrown down. On the far side opposite her was a curtain obscuring the room beyond, posters lined the walls, BMX, Skating, Surfing, BeyBlading some band posters. The walls and floor were plain concrete, so was the ceiling, a bare light bulb hanging from a fraying cord lit the room in a slightly off centre, towards the back right corner position. A small half pipe, on the right side of the room horizontal to her position in the doorway was made of wood and was obviously kept in repair by the people who stayed there. On her left was the creaky staircase and a large Stadium sized BeyBlade dish which too was kept in repair, Aya could see the wood varnish that the team had slathered over and in the cracks. Under the stairs was a counter top, a fridge was braced on top of the counter on the wall closest to her, the stereo beside it and a large collection of CDs and DVDs and Games. On her right were a selection of the finest thrown out sofas and cushions in the whole of Westside, and sprawled out across them were a few of the finest Brakenbladers of Westside. Most of them with their eyes glued to the TV that they had actually bought last winter, along with a playstation2, ps1, X-box and Gamecube that someone had put in there for the team's use.
Aya emitted a strangled "Urk!" as Amy grabbed her around the neck in a glomp that forced the taller girl into a sort of crouched bow, her throat in the possession of the hyper redhead. She tried to straighten herself before Amy caused her to fall over but the redhead kept Aya in a vice grip, the black haired girl laughed –somewhat raspily as Amy continuously gabbled mindlessly. The black haired girl tried to pray her neck out of her grip while Tom watched with amusement in the far corner.
Amy was about a few inches taller than Cooper, she had wild shoulder length dark red hair with black and blue streaks, her ocean blue green eyes almost always seemed to be in a state of sugar high dilation. Aya didn't think there was a moment in her life that she'd ever seen Amy not in a state of hyper happiness, even when she was battling she was fast and completely unpredictable. Hence why she was one of the best. Aya looked desperately at Amy's boyfriend Tom, the blonde boy had shoulder length hair, he was pretty tall but a little more built, he seemed to be Amy's valiant steed because when ever those two were out in public Amy would be perched on his back singing loudly. How on earth the stoic and sarcastic Cooper ever managed to hang around this lot without throttling them was quite beyond Aya but she was a little more concerned with escaping Amy at the moment.
The curtain at the opposite end of the room twitched aside as Seth entered to see what the commotion was about. He smirked leaning against the wall watching in amusement as Amy practically suffocated the tall black haired girl. He pursed his lips together in amusement taking in Aya's appearance, they'd known each other for a long time and no matter what Tom may have said, he did not space out whenever she was in the room. Especially not when she wore a skirt, much like she was now. He tilted his head slightly smirking, Amy was holding her at a very convenient angle, the black haired Delinquent was wearing a grey mid-thigh length skirt with her classic thigh holsters, two belts crisscross her hips with a set of chains that wrapped around her waist in a subtle non interruptive way, she wore her metal capped paratrooper boots that Seth remembered getting kicked in the face with at one point in life, she also wore a black corset that clung to her upper body very nicely. Her long ankle length leather jacket hanging over her shoulders as she wrestled with Amy, Seth arched an eyebrow tilting his head to improve the view.
"That's... great Ams but, I can't breathe!" Aya said as she finally wrestled free and started breathing, she patted the red head briefly. "Where's the lanky bastard?" she asked pulling her jacket back over her shoulders. Seth coughed politely, raising a hand
"The bastard is over here."
Aya looked over at him, Seth was roughly a year older than she was, he was tall, lanky in a good way. He was well over 6 ft, with shaggy black hair that fell haphazardly at the nape of his neck and scattered across his forehead and dark chocolate brown eyes. Lightly tanned he was dressed in a loose light blue shirt with short sleeves, around his neck were numerous dogtags and plain chains. On his left wrist was a plain army green sweatband, on his right black and red rubber bracelets hung in clumps of colour, around his waist two belts, one red with studs the other a triple studded pyramid belt were slanted to an angle. He wore a pair of black jeans that were only just barely hanging onto his narrow hips and ended just below his knees with a white Japanese dragon stitched on the left trouser leg. A pair of black paratrooper boots, similar to the ones Aya wore, keeping his feet in protection.
Aya sighed walking over, most of the room were still doing what they were doing before Aya showed up but neither black haired youths missed how every person in the room was listening in. "Dragfire told me Kalia was somewhere on Westside, have you seen her?" she asked. Seth faked an expression of hurt,
"What? You didn't come here to speak to me? Aw, I am hurt." he mocked. Aya elbowed him,
"Seriously! Kalia doesn't know anyone on Westside, and the fact she was trying to get a new dress kinda rules out the fact she'd come here." Aya stated, Seth blinked in sudden interest.
"Kalia? A dress? Pray tell, what the fuck?" he asked grinning. Aya sighed rolling her eyes,
"She'd kill me if I told you." The raven haired female stated. "Let's just say, she wasn't happy with Alexis selection for that Ball Brooklyn was holding." Seth laughed,
"I can imagine if Alexis chose it. Let me guess, something pink and bunny orientated?" he asked, Aya stared at him her expression unreadable. Seth's grin faded as his eyes went wide, "Oh hell no... Really?" he demanded, Aya nodded slowly as grins began forming on both faces. Seth burst into laughter and most of the room had stopped to see what was making their captain laugh so much, Aya sighed trying not to let her face show any colouration.
"Anyway!" she said loud enough to quiet his laughter. "Do you know where she is? Renkae and I just dragged Alexis from a broken Lift and now we need to find our fourth wheel. Dragfire told me she was in Westside. Do you have any idea where she might be?" Seth rubbed his cheek thoughtfully.
"We do have some information." He said, "c'mon." he pulled aside the curtain; Aya rolled her eyes and ducked through. The curtain led to more of the building, this room was disused but Aya knew it lead outside only around the corner from where Renkae was no doubt being driven up the wall by Cooper. "I heard what happened at Brooklyn's complex. You alright?" Aya froze stopping dead as she stared at him through the gloom.
"How can I be 'alright'?" she hissed, "I almost killed someone!" She whispered beginning to shake as she tried to block out those images. Seth bit his lower lip and simply placed a hand over her shoulders, Aya found herself shaken out of those memories as she looked at the offending hand on her shoulder. She looked over at Seth as the black haired male steered her through the disused room, Aya could just about make out the faint colouring on his cheeks, she sighed. "I don't need your pity." She finally said brushing his hand from her shoulder.
"It wasn't pity." He grunted. Aya shrugged her shoulder
"Whatever." They walked in silence for a while. "So, are you guys invited to the Ball?" she asked glancing up at him, Aya was suddenly reminded how tall Seth was, there weren't many people she had to look up to speak too. Seth shrugged a shoulder
"We were invited." He said, Aya paused knowing him well enough to tell he hadn't made up his mind.
"The Delinquent Rogues are going. We're all going to smuggle our blades in. Brooklyn is smart, so I wouldn't put it past him to stage an ambush." She muttered, Seth snorted a smirk coming to his lips.
"Ever the trusting one aren't we, Ayla?" he asked casting her an amused look. Aya snorted and stuck her nose in the air,
"Someone has to be the rational one." She deadpanned as they walked through the building, skirting a hole in the floor that lead to a sublevel. They walked in silence as they came out into the street from a broken doorway; they continued to walk back to where Renkae had been left with Cooper and heard raised voices.
"Cooper!" Seth barked watching the blonde quickly face him, "I want you to go and search up Northend, see if you can spot Kalia." He ordered,
"Renkae go with her." Aya added folding her arms at the bluenette as she opened her mouth to argue
"Don't you trust my team-mates?" Seth asked in an undertone leaning down closer to her. Aya snorted ignoring the hand he placed on the small of her back
"No, I just don't trust Renkae on her own." She hissed back. Seth chuckled; Renkae huffed watching the exchange with a touch of angry suspicion
"Nope, I'm going with you! You need a chaperon!" she announced, Aya arched an eyebrow at her in a show of amusement while Seth sniggered.
"Ren, both Seth and I are over 18. If we choose to make out in a small dark corner of the city its nothing to do with you." The raven haired girl stated coolly while Renkae and Cooper spluttered indignantly. Seth chuckled and started steering the smaller raven haired girl away; he waved to the other two as they rounded the corner
"Have fun!" he called cheekily. Renkae rolled her eyes; she glanced over her shoulder to the blonde girl who was staring after her captain in mute disbelief, it looked like she wasn't the only one who was more than a little displeased about the turn of events.
"Well?" the bluenette demanded turning to the blonde. Cooper closed her mouth and glared at Renkae, "Are we going to look up Northend for Kalia or continue to gawp at the wall?" she demanded. Cooper flushed scowling
"You better keep up because I'm not looking for you if you get lost." She stated. Renkae rolled her eyes and gave the blonde a small shove in the opposite direction.
"Just get going." She ordered, Cooper growled but obeyed as she started running in the direction of Northend Renkae in hot pursuit.
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Kalia sighed exasperatedly as she sat back down on the bench next to Blair, leaving Manora to entertain the kids while she got rested a bit. For kids with no respect, they sure had a lot of sugar in them. Kalia inwardly shuddered. It reminded her of Renkae, no doubt about it.
Kalia glanced at Blair through the corner of her eyes. His mouth was twisted up, but it wasn't a smirk. No… No it was an actual smile! She followed his line of view, and it landed on the kids, perfectly happy with Manora flying around them, playing a sort of dysfunctional game of hide and seek. Kalia let a slow smile appear on her lips. For a guy who worked for Brooklyn, he sure was a softie.
The blond deducted that she might've been staring at Blair too long, for now he caught her eye and was staring straight at her. It was kind've awkward, just looking at each other from a substantially close proximity. It was calculating, almost as if he were seizing her up, but not for a match or anyting. Finally, not able to endure his stare, Kalia turned away. "Mind I ask what you were doing at the mall before you got all kidnapper on me?"
The ever-knowing smirk came back as Blair looked away from Kalia and returned to watching the kids. "Wasn't it obvious when I took out the food from the bag?"
Kalia snapped her head back to him, her mouth left agape. He was stealing food for them? What was he, some sort of bad do-gooder? A Samaritan left to the dark side? She supposed it was deductable, him caring for the kids like this; they probably didn't have very good homes, some of them even looked homeless.
Just like the kids back at the warehouse.
Something clicked in Kalia's mind, and she wasn't sure what she was planning, but she knew that the kids would benefit a great deal from staying at the Rockgull building like the others. A lot of them, she noticed, had a lot of potential for future beybladers, perhaps even brakenbladers, and would've even be able to carry out as the next generation of the Delinquant Rogues.
"How about you let them join us?" she found herself asking Blair, now fully facing him with her knees folded under her.
Blair quirked up an eyebrow, and watched her speculantly. "You want me to let them join you guys? And as what exactly, cheerleaders?"
Kalia rolled her eyes. What an ignoramus. "No, as part of our team. Our base, you've been to it, holds all these kids from the streets that want to persue their dreams in beyblading and brakenblading, so they help each other out, and we guide them along the way. It's like a home for them, some of them even live there and we take care of them and bring them food on occasions where they lack. Come on, these kids remind me of the ones back at Rockgull," she said, her eyes flashing. "It'd be good for them. They'll learn at the same time of making more friends. The ones at our warehouse are good people. Trust me."
Blair stayed silent for a long time, watching the children now playing 'pin the leaf on the morphing butterfly'. Kalia watched him for a long time before finally, "I'll think about it."
Kalia nodded her head; she understood that Blair needed to think over things before letting the other kids go anywhere else that wasn't around him. "Sure, that's all I ask."
The blond brakenblader suddenly turned to her, a smile tugging at his lips. "So, since you asked me the question, I'll turn it back to you."
Kalia blinked, eyes narrowed. "What question?"
"What were you doing at the mall with that bunny costume in the bag?"
Kalia flushed, suddenly remembering her 'situation', and put her feet back on the ground. Dammit, what with Blair suddenly popping out of nowhere and bringing her here, she forgot about getting a costume, and there was no way she could go back to the mall now. "That's none of your business," she mumbled, eyes downcast.
Blair smirked maliciously, poking Kalia by the shoulder. "Oh right, and would I be right in assuming that would be your costume for the ball?"
The blond girl's eyes widened, and then she mentally facepalmed herself. Of course. Blair worked with Brooklyn, he'd know about the masquerade ball. She stuttered and tried to keep her face from bursting into flames. "I was going to switch it! Seriously, there was no way I was going to the ball in that costume, Alexis was completely nuts in choosing that for me!"
Blair merely grinned, and slung an arm behind Kalia on the ledge of the bench. "Of course, of course. Still, it would've been a complete turn-on to see you in such a bunny costume, tail, ears and all."
Kalia growled, trying to fight the urge to swing her fist into Blair's face. "You pervert! Sicko!" she screamed, flinging off the bench and started trudging in a different direction. 'That lunkhead. How dare he! He's mocking me! Oh, I would just loooove to give him a piece of my mind…'
Kalia heard chuckling from behind her, and before she knew it, she was being pulled back by Blair's strong grip on her waist. "Oh, come on, Kaliandra, stop being such a bitch," he said, and even though Kalia wasn't facing him, she just felt him rolling those green eyes of his. "Just chill out, okay? I can help you." Kalia reered around, facing Blair with suspicious narrowed eyes.
"How?"
Blair shrugged, a smirk appearing on his face. "My mom's a costume designer, if you want we could head over to my house some other day and ask her for one. She keeps them in this big casket, costumes that have already been used or that she just made for herself. She doesn't use them anymore, so I guess she could lend you one."
Kalia's eyes shone brightly. So there was hope! Of course, she didn't let her reaction show on her face. "Alright, but what's the catch?"
Blair raised a brow. "Catch?"
Kalia nodded. "Why are you being so nice to me? What do you want in return. You know, I'd have to find this suspicious what with us being on opposing teams. How do I know you're not just going to lock me up in a closet until the tournament?"
The blond-haired male chuckled. "You're quite paranoid, you know that? Fine, if you're so suspicious, then you can forget about my offer and go to the ball in that costume. I'm quite sure that your team mates would never allow you to stay home for that night," he said smirking.
Kalia bristled at Blair's use of tone and squeezed her eyes shut. Crap. He was right. Finally deciding that being kept against her will then going to the ball as a bunny and losing her dignity was better than anything.
"Dear Lord help me..."
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Seth glanced over to the black haired girl who walked a few paces behind him, her expression was thoughtful, and they were still a while away from the Southend of Westside. That was where Seth heard that the blonde Delinquent was last seen. He dropped back so he was beside her "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked, she looked up at him and shook her head.
"Oh, its nothing." She muttered and looked off to the left away from him. Seth sighed, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, knowing Aya, she was probably replaying that moment in Brooklyn's complex where she lost control. Making sure she wouldn't do it again. He scratched his eyebrow wondering how he was going to get her mind off that. If she continued to focus on that moment of her life then it would leave her dead inside. He ran a hand through his unruly hair and thought hard, and smirked.
Aya looked at the ground in front of her dispassionately, replying that moment when everything when clear in her mind, when her control over Black Dranzer slipped before she'd summoned her. She sighed running a hand through her hair. "Ya know." Her attention snapped to him at the sound of his voice, "You're no fun when you're depressed." He stated nonchalantly. Aya scowled looking over at him
"And what's that supposed to mean?" she growled. Seth smirked mischievously making Aya distinctly uneasy; the last time he smirked like that... Aya swallowed as she suddenly found herself almost nose to nose with the black haired male, his hands on her hips preventing escape. Aya scowled trying to ignore the flush that coloured her cheeks
"Well, whatever happened to making out in a small dark corner?" he asked mockingly, Aya however did not look amused as she glowered up at the taller male
"Look," she muttered placing her hands on his chest "I respect you as a Blader and like you as my friend. But please. Don't make me hurt you." She said softly pushing him away from her; Seth smirked as she turned away. He ducked down beside her placing his hand on her waist
"Depends on what you mean by 'pain'." He whispered in her ear. Aya growled shoving his hand away from her
"I need to find Kalia and start training if we're ever going to have a chance at saving Mr Dickinson. We –I can't afford any distractions." She amended quickly starting to walk away down the alley. Seth sighed coming up beside her,
"I distract you then?" he asked pointedly, Aya paused glancing at him, judging if he was serious or not. A smirk curled onto her lips as she brushed him off and kept walking; Seth blinked "Hey! Hey! What kind of answer was that?" he demanded chasing after her, Aya laughed breaking into a run
"Mine!"
"Hey get back here!" Seth yelled chasing her.
Aya smirked to herself as she kept pace ahead of the older male, she knew roughly where she was going, Seth had told her previously that Kalia had been sighted with an unknown blonde and a bunch of kids at the broken playground. The black haired girl glanced over her shoulder and smirked widely noting how the taller one wasn't catching up. "Slow poke!" she taunted, Seth smirked speeding up; Aya turned her attention back to where she was going and picked up her speed.
The black haired girl jumped lightly over a large puddle and heard the older male splash through it before they skidded out onto a sparsely grassed area, the yellowing stems brittle and clumped like an old man's hair. In the centre was an old rusted and broken down playpark, it was deserted aside from who blonde people, a boy and a girl with long light blonde hair. A familiar blonde girl.
Aya paused just long enough for her brain to register what she was seeing, they were standing very close, abnormally considering how antisocial Kalia was to members of the opposite sex. "Kalia!" the raven haired girl shouted starting to run through the grass, the two sprung apart looking at her with alarmed guilty expressions. Aya recognised the male instantly, it was that Blair guy who gave her the letter, he was one of Brooklyn's lackeys!
She growled furiously picking up her speed; Seth groaned chasing the black haired girl as he saw her making a beeline for the two. Aya slowed to a furious march literally paces away from the two, and completely blew Kalia off -her fist smashing into the side of Blair's jaw. The blonde male fell back hitting the floor with a surprised grunt, his hand on his jaw staring at her in surprise. Aya moved forwards to attack him again before Seth grabbed her wrist pulling her away into him his other hand grabbing her wrist before it could reach her launchers.
"Let me go!" she snarled glaring daggers at Blair. "He works for Brooklyn!" She howled straining against the grip Seth had on her wrists. The raven haired two struggled while Kalia stood on the sidelines staring stupidly at her friend,
"Calm down!" Seth grunted taking another step back when the girl kicked her foot in Blair's direction coming dangerously close to hitting him. The black haired male banded his arms around the girl his fingers cramping as she strained to keep his grip, she thrashed growling angrily glaring at Blair, willing his head to burst into flames and incinerate on the spot. "Stop thrashing around!" he snarled giving her an experimental shake.
"Aya! Stop it!" the blonde shouted, the black haired girl stopped, in fact from his position on the floor it looked like she'd stopped breathing. She blinked a few times and stumbled back a pace as if realising what she was doing, the black haired male keeping a firm grip on her wrists should she move to attack him again.
Kalia dropped down beside him, "You OK? Nothing broken?" she asked, Blair shook his head getting to his feet still watching the other two warily.
"I'm fine." He grunted fingering his jaw. Well, first impressions out of the window the Delinquent girl was just as violent, if not more so, than he'd been told. But right now, she seemed to have no idea who, where or what she was doing. She was still blinking rapidly, confused. Kalia stood next to her,
"What was that?" she hissed, Aya shook her head seemingly coming to her senses, and her temper.
"He's the one who dropped that letter off! He works for Brooklyn, what are you doing with him?" she snarled, Kalia sighed
"I know he works for Brooklyn! But he's not really all that bad!" she reasoned, Aya snorted trying to pull her hand from Seth's grip but found it impossible, she growled briefly.
"He raided our homes, harmed our families and you're saying he isn't that bad? Has your brain gone on vacation?"
"He raided our houses yes, but he didn't hurt anyone! Aya please just trust me on this!" Kalia pleaded through gritted teeth blue eyes facing down emerald and red ones, bunny costume completely forgotten. The black haired girl was silent for a moment, before she sighed.
"Fine." She muttered giving in.
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Renkae sighed peering into an abandoned dumpster for any sign of a dead body, ya know just in case. They'd been looking for almost an hour, for any sign of Kalia and her kidnapper. Renkae glanced to the blonde Blader as she kicked aside a stray garbage can; the blonde seemed to be pondering something heavily as they searched because Renkae hadn't heard any acid quips or insults for at least 15 minuets now.
"I think there's something going on between those two." She announced suddenly, Renkae glanced up from the dumpster.
"Between who?" she asked. Cooper glanced over flicking strands of blonde hair from her eyes,
"Seth and Aya."
Renkae spluttered with laughter "You're nuts." She exclaimed, "Completely off your rocker!" Cooper pulled a face,
"No I'm not! You heard what they said, 'A small dark corner for making out' you don't say those sorts of things lightly unless you secretly expect it!" she argued a smirk tilting onto pale lips as she jammed a hand on her fist for emphasis. Renkae snorted dropping the lid to the dumpster holding her breath so she wouldn't have to smell that over powering, nauseating stench of spoiled milk and rotten vegetation.
"Aya just likes messing with people's heads. It's like a hobby of hers. She'll drop enough hints to make you burn with curiosity and then tell you its nothing. And most of the time it is." She bluenette explained knowingly, Cooper simply shrugged a shoulder.
"That's called denial." She stated smugly, Renkae snorted waving a hand in Cooper's direction.
"Is not." She grunted just loud enough to be heard. Cooper was saved from answering as Renkae's dark purple and black cell went off, "Yo, you found her?" she asked holding it to her ear.
"Yup, she's at Southend playpark."
"Seth? What are you doing on Aya's mobile?" Renkae asked suspiciously, her eyebrows knitting together.
"Uhh because she can't use her hands right about now." He stated into the phone which was true, the raven haired male had the mobile cradled on his shoulder as he spoke, Aya's wrists still clasped in his hands. The two of them were sat on the merry go round while Kalia spoke to Blair about one thing or another, because Seth was trying to prevent the other male's death he was holding Aya hostage which meant the black haired girl was half in his lap grumbling every curse under the sun she could think of in every language she knew.
Renkae's voice sounded perplexed "Why can't she use her hands?" Seth bit his lip glancing down to the slightly smaller girl who glowered back up at him.
"Because I'm kind of holding them."
Renkae spazzed, she pressed the phone to her ear so hard it hurt, her russet eyes wide and angry at the same time. "What? Why?" she snarled into the phone.
"To stop her from murdering Kalia's new friend." He explained sounding alittle annoyed at her accusing tone.
"New friend? Who?" this interested her.
"Some blonde haired guy called Blair." Renkae almost dropped the phone but instead settled for screeching
"MYSTERIOUS BLONDE BOY?" Seth flinched the mobile almost slipping from his shoulder.
"Excuse me?"
"Never mind!" Renkae squeaked, "We'll be there in a sec!" the bluenette hung up and swayed slightly, Cooper smirked watching the traumatized Delinquent.
"Told ya." She stated smirking. Renkae snapped her attention to the blonde her eyes narrowed and blazing
"Oh pur-lease! Not that again! Just because he's preventing her from murdering someone does not mean they'll be having hot monkey sex in a closet later!" she snapped, Cooper's smirk turned into a grin, she loved how Renkae could be about as subtle as a brick smashing through a window. The blonde shrugged a shoulder
"There's always the ball." She hinted, Renkae froze an eyebrow shooting up in speculation and suspicion.
"I thought you weren't going?" she deadpanned. Cooper grinned toothily
"Well... I guess we are now. Look, I know Seth well enough to know with certainty that if your team are gunna be there. We are too." She explained with a smirk. Renkae paused stroking an invisible goatee a plan formulating in her brain.
"They would make a cute couple." The bluenette trailed off a smirk curving onto her own face as she and Cooper exchanged looks of identical evil ingeniousity. Plans will come together.
"We'll need more than two people on this." The blonde stated as they started walking off in the direction of the playpark. Renkae smirked to herself
"Don't worry. I know more than enough people who would help us out with this little venture." She said only just about holding back the fierce grin that was trying to blossom over her features.
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"... and then we lock the door for, I dunno, 45 minuets to an hour? That should be long enough, what do you think? A little longer?" the bluenette suggested as they walked out onto the scraggy grass playpark. Cooper didn't answer but instead stared stupidly at the scene in front of them. Renkae's only reaction was the widening of her eyes, which in itself says a lot because she emitted no sound.
Aya looked very bored, she'd stationed herself between Seth's legs while he leaned back against the merry go round, she was sat on the edge of the metal platform with her knees drawn up, the two could just about make out the darker tan of Seth's hands as they gripped her wrists. Kalia was talking to some blonde haired boy at the monkey bars; there was a slight showing of a purple bruise on his jaw. Renkae's eyebrow shot up, it looked like Seth wasn't joking about the attempting to murder bit.
Aya glanced over and tried to stand up only to be pulled back down by the hold on her wrists, she sighed and sat down again glaring at the two just willing them to make a smart ass comment. Kalia looked over and spotted her blue haired friend.
"Renkae!" she called waving, the two girls approached warily. Cooper still staring at the two black haired Bladers, slight shock, amusement and an unreadable emotion close to appeared to be disbelief. Aya sighed leaning back against Seth who was watching Cooper with an expression akin to her own, just willing her to make a comment just so he could torture her during training. The black haired male's hands were aching by now but he still didn't release the other girl, she was unpredictable and would more than likely take her chance and attack.
"Where the hell have you been?" Renkae demanded practically jumping the blonde as soon as she was within distance. Kalia chuckled
"Boy wonder over there kidnapped me from the mall, I ended up giving some kids a Braken demonstration and he offered to help me with the ball dilemma in return some other day. So, its all good." She explained quickly watching with great amusement the changes of expression on both Renkae and Aya's faces. The bluenette turned to Blair,
"Well, I can see you had a run in with Anayla." She joked eyeing the bruise on his jaw.
Blair smirked. "It's just a scratch," he replied, not really indicating that if it weren't for years of practiced shit-fighting with other beyblade gangs, it probably would have been a lot more serious than he was making it out to be.
Aya tried to stand up but was once again dragged down, "For Christ's sake! I'm not going to pounce and snap his neck ya know. I gave my word I wouldn't harm him." she growled at the other BrakenBlader. Seth shrugged a shoulder
"Yeah well, you tend to steal the cake and run with it. If opportunity strikes you take it no hesitation. I guess I was just making sure I wouldn't have to dig a grave." He explained. Aya sighed craning her head backwards to glare at him,
"I gave my word." She repeated arching an eyebrow, "Are you doubting that?" she growled. Seth shook his head
"Nothing of the sort, Sweets." He said quickly. A quick smile appeared on her lips as she snapped her head back into position; Seth pealed his hands from her wrists. At which Aya leaped up quickly and retreated a few steps rubbing her red arms, Seth got to his feet and grimaced at the large red hand prints on her other wise pale skin. "Sorry about your arm." He said wiggling a finger towards her wrists which she was already rubbing. Aya said nothing but turned to the other two clapping her hands to get their attention.
"OK we've wasted enough time today! Back to the warehouse, I want at least three hours training before we head home." Kalia and Renkae groaned loudly, "Make that four." She growled, the two girls swallowed and quickly said their goodbyes not wanting to push their luck by wasting time.
Aya waved to the group as she followed the other two up to the city before disappearing.
"C'mon Coop. We have to get ready for Brooklyn's party-thingy." Seth grunted walking away without looking at Blair who arched an eyebrow in mild surprise.
"I thought we weren't going." Cooper said jogging after him. She was fighting the knowing grin on her features and the evil cackle that welled in her chest.
"Well, we are now."
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