Other men poured through the door, three of them. Although another two stood watching by the door. Two of them caught Ray roughly by the shoulders and pushed him back down. There was a loud crack as his head hit the wall. He just sat there nursing his head, and it was his turn for his fingers to come away with blood on them.

Volitare stood in front of his grandson, and Kai stood in front of him. Kai had recovered from his shock and was already giving his grandfather his best death glare.

"Kai, you have done many things that need.....reprimanding." Volitare's face was void of emotion, seemingly unaffected by the look of fury he was receiving.

Then, just as suddenly as it had begun the look of anger was gone. Only to be replaced by an emotionless one.

"So, this is a revenge mission is it old man?"

"Not in the least, it is more an opportunity".

"To do what?" Kai asked, his voice overflowing with sarcasm.

"Either you join back with me, or I'll make you join me".

Kai laughed, wondering just how many times his grandfather had watched the Star Wars movies. It is not pretty when Kai laughs, it sounds so cold and devoid of any humour.

Volitaire nodded and giving a signal to the men, left the room. The men advanced, two of them went to guard Tyson, Ray and Max. While the other three surrounded Kai, gesturing that he leave the room with them.

Kai took a step forward and stopped, looking at his friends. He wasn't sure he wanted to leave them after all. He shook his head slowly.

They came toward him; apparently they had already been told what to do in this situation.

He dropped and knocked the first one off his feet with a sweeping kick. Then got back up to his feet, only to be hit around the head by the second. The blow dazed him, he felt warmth spread down the side of his face and he guessed correctly that it was blood.

Before he realised what had happened, he was being dragged out of the door and through a hallway. He struggled viciously until someone decided to deal him another blow. It sent a jar through his head and for the second time that day, he became unconscious. This is what comes from being stubborn.

The remaining team were left alone in the cell. They had tried to help, but their bound hands prevented them from shooting their blades. Also they themselves were being watched carefully.

Now they were left alone, all three of them were thinking of Kai's struggle. It was Max who spoke first.

"Why do you think he did that guys? I mean, why get more hurt than you have to?"

"Its like he's testing them, testing the barriers of the situation." Ray said thoughtfully.

"This is Kai we're talking about guys, there is no explanation to half the things he does" Tyson stated.

They had all explored the room deeply, and found nothing that could help them.

They were sitting on the floor listening to Max's attempts to keep their spirits up. When the TV screen sprung on, they were all startled and peered into the room it was showing.

There was Kai, with his head slumped forward. His handcuffs were off, but had been replaced by chains. These were chained to the ceiling, pulling his arms above his head. His eyes were closed, but every now and again his muscles would twitch and small moans would leave his mouth. He was dreaming. He did not notice the man appear behind him on the screen. He was fingering a whip, and then on an order drew it back ready to strike.

"No" they yelled "Kai wake up!" Kai didn't move and the whip came down to crash on his back.

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