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CHAPTER 4

"Kai, come on dude, all you've been doing all day is rejecting any idea we have!" Rei pleaded, about to get on his knees.

"Or my ideas, at least." Tyson muttered sourly with his arms crossed, looking away. "Just leave the guy alone. You know how he's always a party-pooper."

"But this isn't about parties. It's about helping us." Marisol corrected.

"I guess she's right." Rei went back to his seat before he humiliated himself. Kai glanced at Marisol on the corner of his eye.

Max tried his hand at convincing Kai. "Please, Kai? You're the only one that really knows that code and that can change the way you write."

"I bet he's afraid." Tyson said with a smirk and his eyes closed, with only his left eye opened a tiny bit to see Kai's expression when he said that. That was the trick he always used to convince anybody of doing anything. Kai's head snapped in Tyson's direction, with eyes narrowed down to slits of crimson. He grabbed a paper and pencil and begun writing in a code the BladeBreakers had created for anybody they had talked to that had joined their cause, since Biovolt also checked what letters said to prevent any rebellion.

He repeated the operation about 30 times, never complaining or showing signs of tiredness. Once he finished that, Kenny advised him that he had to go to the 'post office'. A small shack, made of cracking concrete that was stacked together. Everywhere you could find mail, on the floor, some were actually arranged neatly in a cardboard box that looked like if it had been 100 hours in the rain and couldn't support the weight of single feather, and most mail was in the desk of the caretaker. The caretaker of the post office was an old man, with thick eyeglasses, and even with them, he didn't see well and had the peeving habit of picking his nose when he couldn't good. Him, and the slow service, made the small post office almost obsolete. Nobody used it because the old man had to send his son, a boy of almost seventeen, with eyeglasses too, though not as thick, and an extremely dirty mind. He looked in people's mail that was directed at girls, or came from them, too see if it said anything interesting or if it contained pictures of the abovementioned. Even in times like those, some people managed to keep perversion alive, when they should be thinking about how to solve the problem.

Of course, Kai objected going to the post office, to have to climb the ladder and go out into broad day- excuse me, cloudiness. The idea that he didn't like the most was the one that everyone recognized his characteristic Russian face, even without his blue triangle marks, and that anybody was willing to tell about his whereabouts and get food in reward, as if they were all hungry street dogs. (The caretaker of the post office in his son were just to dumb to identify him with their poor eyesight. Besides, they didn't know about the reward so it was safe for him to go there. At least safer than going anywhere else)

Why didn't anybody do it for him? Tyson didn't know the way, and the rest were just afraid, except Marisol, who could almost throw herself on the floor and roll around in laughter at the thought of Kai getting caught. Rei's sister clearly didn't have his patience with people such as Kai. She just couldn't stand him, the way he always seemed to be brooding, how he just wouldn't open up to anybody that attempted to be his friend. She had tried, as she would do with any person; and one try was enough.

'I don't know why everybody's such a coward nowadays.' The dual-haired boy thought as he emerged from the virtually unknown hole in the ground, checking carefully to see if no one was around. Of course, nobody was. Biovolt wasn't inspecting the city at that time, which was 7:30 p.m. Most families were lighting candles or anything that could bring light and warm them. The nights were beginning to become cold, as if was the end of fall. That was the most remote part of the city, but there could always be beggars or teen troublemakers around, the type of people especially willing to rat on any of the BladeBreakers. He pulled the hood over his head, at least that could shield his face.

Nothing unusual had happened; half an hour had gone by since Kai had left, he had delivered the letters, and he was heading back, and needless to say, walking at the fastest pace, glancing around. There was always the risk something could happen on the way back. He had seen it enough on movies. He spotted beggars leaning against trash cans, looking at him with scarred and mud-caked faced, some even missing limbs, bearing different signs, each sign telling a short sob story that Kai didn't swallow. Everyone had lost their homes, they were no different than any father, mother, teen, child, any inhabitant of Bey City.

"Grrr…" A low growl distracted him from his thoughts. A shadow came upon him, a canine one. Kai decided to ignore it. It was just another hungry dog. It took at daring leap from the roof of the building it was standing on and landed right in back of Kai. The serious captain of the BladeBreakers heard its paws hit against the dirt road and still ignored it. The dog growled again, a low elongated growl that could almost be interpreted as a show of impatience towards that hooded human's indifference.

In high hopes of getting attention, it barked at Kai, and ran to stand in front of him, the hairs from its neck on end, indicating anger.

Kai looked at it closely, now that he was forced to, and saw that the dog was too big to actually be a dog. It was a brown wolf with a golden triangle on its forehead.

It could have been Kai's imagination, or the darkness of the night making optical illusions, but the wolf's eyes softened when they first met Kai's eyes. No, it couldn't be an optical illusion; the wolf's ears lowered as a sign of submission.

Kai smiled, and kneeled before the dog, with his hands at his sides. He knew that if he reached out his hand, he would get it bitten because the wolf could take that as a threat. The wolf approached Kai silently, with its head bowed, and its lips almost imitating Kai's serene and sincere smile that was rarely seen. The animal whimpered and began licking Kai's face and put its front legs on his chest, while licking his cheeks, and going up to his forehead, then it accidentally moved the hood with its muzzle and it slipped off Kai's hair, falling on his back.

"You want food, don't you? That's why you're acting friendly with me." He told the wolf, which he already classified as a klutz for uncovering his face. With one hand, he petted its head and with the other he reached for his hood to pull it over his face again. Instead, he felt a frigid hand holding his wrist.

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