Everyone was ready when the door next opened. Volitaire and most of his men were too surprised to do anything about the sudden stampede of youths. The few left with enough sense to fight were knocked down by an enthusiastic Tyson.
Ray kicked one of the stair guards off his feet. While Kai managed his sweeping drop kick on the other. Hiding how much this hurt him.
He was annoyed when Max slowed down for him on the stairs. The blond teen had been afraid that Kai would fall in his state. But a cold stare from Kai soon sent Max ahead.
Kai could feel the cloth binding his feet begin to come loose. He kept on running, ignoring how his feet burned with every step. He was only a little behind the other three, but the guards were hot on his heels.
A single slip and they would have him. They were on the ground floor now, and to their right was the exit. He ran towards it.
A blow sent him flying backwards, into a nearby wall. He caught his breath confused, what had just happened?
Then he saw him through distorted vision, Boris. He had what looked to be an old electric rod in his hands. Only it had malfunctioned, so it was essentially a metal rod with an odd shaped end. Kai stood as straight as he could, the ground swaying around him.
He was surrounded; the way to the outside was blocked. He couldn't see the other bladers anywhere. To his right was another set of stairs. These were leading down, to a basement.
He made up his mind and stumbled down the stairs. He would be stubborn again. He would probably get hurt, but he wouldn't give in that easierly.
When he was almost at the bottom, he tripped. Falling at an angle head first into a room. Someone had thrown their electric rod at him, he was betting Boris.
He grabbed the rod, and pulled himself the rest of the way into the room.
They were almost in the basement now. On impulse he shut the double doors, closing himself in the room.
He quickly laced the rod through the door handles. Glad that the odd shaped end held it in place.
His right leg was feeling strangely numb. He stared at the door as it began to shake with fists and raised voices.
He sat in the middle of the floor and began to shake as well. Only, part of this wasn't caused by the cold.
I guess this is my shortest chappy ever. The next one will be longer I promise.
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