A Year To Live
Author's Notes: Hi Ya!!! Thanks for the reviews! =D Here's the next chapter!!! And… Well… Voltaire doesn't know yet. I never informed him, did I?
Answers: This is angst, isn't it??? I'm wasting Kai's life away… Mwahahahahaha… This chapter will mainly be abuse. Whether Voltaire finds out about the leukaemia or not, you'll know soon enough.
sakura9566: I am 14. I think it says so in my Bio…
Season 2 DOES NOT exist. UGH. So darn computerized… The beybattles are so slow!
8—Stuck in hell
Kai
Finally, he comes to 'see' me. I thought he didn't have the guts. Physically, he has never visited me in the dungeon before, he doesn't have to. This place stank of him.
Arh—
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Both hands hauled the heavily-wounded boy off the ground, throwing his with great force into the wall, daring him to make the slightest whimper.
"Ah!" Kai hissed. No shit! He'd made a mistake, complying to Voltaire's wishes.
"Pain isn't it?" he whispered maliciously, with a wide smirk on his old face wrinkled with age. "Such a WEAKLING!"
"Ah!" Kai gasped once more, ask Voltaire's foot made contact with his face.
"Funny you should yell… Perhaps you really need more training…" he sneered, unbuckling the unnecessary belt on his waist. He raised it high in the air…
WHOOSH! ... … … … CRACK!
Kai's face was scrunched up in utter agony, he bit his lip hard, to stop another gasp.
CRACK!
He shut his eyes so tightly he could see colours mixing abhorrently. His breath came in short pants, as he willed Voltaire to be satisfied with the silence and scram. Finally, after what seemed like an hour of stillness, the footsteps click away, the door snapped shut, and a sense of peace filled the room. Kai sighed and slowly, allowed visions to fill him in.
The room had a dusty quality to it. Pale strips of light streaked into the room through a grilled opening, casting long rectangular patches on the dirt covered floor. He was confined to four grey walls which he remembered so well. Once, long time ago, he had screamed and pleaded incoherently for mercy. For release. Then, he hadn't realised, that it was exactly what Voltaire and wanted to hear.
At the opposite wall, he saw dark patches of red, stained on parts of the wall and mostly, the floor. Traces of blood, trailed everywhere in the room. He shuddered, brushing aside a thought just as quickly as it had popped into his sharp but crude memory. It was his blood.
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"It's been three days…" Max said as he plopped down on a chair.
"I know…" Tyson sighed.
"Can't have gotten lost… if he's injured… they ought to find him soon…" Ray assured, unconvincingly.
"We shouldn't have trusted it safe for Kai to just go wandering around… In this state…" Kenny wailed.
"Is he suicidal?"
"Shuddup."
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Two weeks later…
BANG!
Kai jumped, alert eyes quickly adjusting to the dark gloom of cell. The flung open door depicts a stony corridor. Where's the person? A figure moved in the corner.
"Ssss…" he hissed in pain as his head knocked onto the wall.
"Having fun?" the guard breathed, beetle black eyes glinted at Kai. A wave of nausea overtook him.
"HUH?" he roared, adding to the menace with a kick.
"Pf—" blood surged out from his mouth uncontrollably. With a weak sigh of defeat, Kai flopped over, lifeless.
The guard stared at the boy in surprise for a minute. Voltaire had said he was stubborn. Why did he give up just like that? Perhaps he died? The guard turned Kai over and checked for breathing. His face was extremely hot, he was breathing, but only shallowly. With slight relief, he left.
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"He passed out, sir."
"So fast?" Voltaire asked incredulously.
"Running a fever, breathing shallow, threw up some blood…"
"He didn't." Voltaire said suddenly, getting up. He cast the guard one last glance and said, "Dismissed." The guard bowed respectfully and left. With a sweep of his long coat, Voltaire stalked off in the direction of the cell.
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"Missing."
"What?!"
"They couldn't find him in the country at all…" Mr. Dickenson lamented.
"That's impossible!" Ray exclaimed.
"Calm down Ray. They've drawn up a list of suspects of possible kidnappers."
"You mean… Kai's being abducted?" Tyson asked.
"That's highly likely."
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Voltaire was a man of ice, hardly troubled by people's welfare. But if his worst suspicion of his grandson is true, then bringing him back, would be a total waste of time. No successor, no tool. Following him was the medics group. About time too, he decided. The original plan, was to ask Kai to help him get the Bladebreaker's bitbeasts. And in preparation, he had tools ready for torture. Enough to etch it into his memory, inadequate to kill him.
The reports from the cook wasn't enticing though. 'Young master wasn't eating much...' 'He looks beat…' 'I think he's sick…'
At the back of his mind, he was bugged. Yes or no? He had to find out one day soon. Not like this.
He let the three medics go in to do their examination. In just a moment, the man came out.
"We'll have to bring down his fever. I'm afraid sir, you have to give permission for us to move him," the doctor prompted quietly. The boy was in bad shape. Very ill, and cell conditions will only make him sicker. He prayed for approval. Voltaire nodded.
The doctor went into the room, and brought Kai out. Voltaire caught a big shock. Kai's blue paint had worn off, leaving only slight traces on his dirt strewn face. There was newly dried blood at the right corner of his mouth. His face was slightly flushed.
In addition to the inflicted scars of abuse, there were dark purple welts on his arms, these, he recognized. A memory surfacing in his mind, to more than twelve years ago. When he had thought all his plans were foiled. When Boris had lost all hope. Then a miracle happened, and Kai survived.
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"Who are the suspects?" Ray asked, intrigued.
"Some people who were foes of the BBA, and…"
"Boris." Tyson finished.
"I thought… he's gone to jail or something?" Kenny said.
"No, there wasn't enough evidence to put him in jail. Only to shut down BioVolt. Boris was let off with a warning. Thanks to his lawyer…"
"So he's still out there? Training Tala and the others?"
"Tala went missing after BioVolt was shut down, " Kenny pipped up.
"Another one missing?"
End of Chapter
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