The hotel room was large, more like an apartment than anything else. There was a lounge room in which was to Tyson's great delight a wide screen TV with play station and DVD player. This doubled up as a dining room that also led out onto a balcony.

As well as this there was also a small kitchen stocked with all the basics. A bathroom, and two bedrooms. One was small and contained two beds, while the other was bigger and contained five beds.

"Cool!" Max yelled running from room to room, Tyson followed close behind him his previous injury forgotten for the time being at least.

"He's been at the sugar again." Ray commented to himself. He was the only one not exploring, with the exception of Kai of course. Ray looked down at the slate haired teen and his heart turned over with worry.

Ray wasn't stupid; he knew that something was eating away at their team captain. It had something to do with the nightmares, only whenever Ray had tried to bring up the subject Kai had shown quite firmly that he didn't want to talk about it.

Kai sat in the wheelchair, his shoulders slumped with exhaustion. It seemed that whenever he fell asleep now a memory would come back to haunt him. Then Kai would wake up even more tired than before he had fallen asleep. His head fell slowly to his chest, then sprang up again as he realised that he was about to fall asleep if he didn't watch out.

"You are allowed to go to sleep you know" came an amused voice to his right.

Kai turned his head to glare at Ray's golden eyes.

"I'm not tired" he sighed, his words immediately being proven wrong as his head dipped forward again. His head sprang up at the sound of Ray's laughter.

"O.K" he admitted with a small smile. "Maybe a little tired, but….I'm not going to sleep". The last part was said with such determination that Ray knew it would be pointless to argue.

Kai tensed as Ray patted him on the shoulder, still chuckling. Luckily the neko-jin didn't notice as he made his way to the kitchen.

"I'll make you some coffee" he called back over his shoulder.

Ten minutes later and Kai was sipping his black coffee, while the others finally returned from their explorations of the apartment.

"There's one thing I don't get" Tyson said confused.

Kai raised an eyebrow 'only one thing?' he thought to himself.

Tyson continued, unaware of Kai's silent criticisms to Tyson's intelligence.

"There's two beds in one room and five in the other, that makes seven but there's only six of us."

A figure stepped out from the balcony suddenly. "Well done Tyson, you can count" came the dry sarcastic voice. Rage stepped up to the staring teens, a fixed smirk held on her face.

"I'm the seventh" she said simply.

"What!" Ray growled stepping forward to face Rage. "I told you to stay away Rage."

"Well," Rage said apathily examining her fingernails as if they interested her more than this conversation.

"The police weren't inclined to agree with you, they seem to think that I need as much protection as you."

She raised her head to smile with false cheerfulness at Hilary. "So it looks like we'll be room mates, isn't that great?"

Hilary was saved from having to answer as Ray butted in again, his normally peaceful eyes blazing with anger.

"This is ridiculous, you're a spy for Volitaire for gods sake."

"That insane old man!" she was finally paying attention to the conversation, her voice betraying a slight note of anger.

"Well at least, you're a spy for Bathos who is working for Volitaire". Ray snarled his hands transforming into fists. "So how can you be trusted!" Ray worked hard to protect his team, and she was a threat. For all they knew, Rage could have set them up to get captured at the very beginning. Which meant that she was responsible for Kai's pain.

"You can't link those two, you can't prove that Bathos is working for Volitaire. You have no proof." She said simply, struggling to keep her voice calm. Of course she herself knew the truth, but that didn't mean that she was able to accept it.

"Bathos worked at the abbey."

At the sound of this new voice to the argument, everyone turned around to look at the source.

Kai stood shakily a fair distance from the wheelchair. He walked toward Rage, the others too shocked to stop him. His tiredness enhanced the limp when he stood on his leg, even though he fought to hide it.

His face was a mask on which no emotions were shown. His eyes fixed on hers and although she tried to return the gaze, she turned away involuntarily.

"Rage" he said placing a hand on her shoulder to get her attention. She flinched, but he did not remove his hand. She had to listen, to see reason. Her muscles tensed under his fingers.

She was like him, he realised. She had been hurt by those who were supposed to care for her. Had been abused, forgotten, neglected, tortured, hurt.

Flash Back

A six-year-old Kai huddled in his cell. He tried to stop the forbidden tears running down his cheeks. If they found out that he had cried they would only hurt him again. Blood trickled from his many wounds, but he ignored them. He was used to them, to hurting like this. But it still wasn't fair.

He raised his head at a noise outside his cell. He wiped away his tears, hoping that it wasn't anyone to see him. The noise was small, more like shuffles than footsteps.

Kai got up and ignoring the pain it caused, he walked over to the door. His room mate Tala got up from the shadows in which he had been sitting and stood next to Kai.

Both tried to look through the small keyhole that was their only view of the outside hallway. The sight made both their eyes widen slightly in surprise.

A small girl who could have only been around five years old stumbled down the hallway. Her long black hair clung to her sweat and blood covered face. Her back was torn and bloody, and her pain stricken blue green eyes stared vacantly ahead.

"Who is she?" Kai wondered out loud. A girl was rare in the abbey, and this one appeared to be trained much like Kai was. That was odd; he'd thought that only he had been treated that badly.

"Its best not to know" Tala answered, before returning to sit in the shadows again.

Kai watched until the girl disappeared from sight, then he finally sat down again. Wondering what she had done to be treated like that.

End Flash Back

"What Bathos did was wrong" Kai said trying to get her to look at him. She did, her eyes curious as to what he was saying.

"Its not right for him to hurt you. I don't know how you manage to be within a hundred metres of that creep, let alone work for him."

"I did bad" she mumbled, her eyes spoke of pain and sorrow. "I'll do better next time." Her eyes turned to the floor; it was her own fault as to the way she was treated. If she didn't keep on doing things wrong then she wouldn't be hurt.

"No" Kai said firmly, taking hold of her shoulders to try and shake some sense into her. "You did not do wrong, it was his fault. Why is that so hard for you to understand?"

At this her eyes snapped up to glare into Kai's catching him off guard.

"I would have thought that you of all people would understand, Kai," she growled, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Now leave me alone!" she yelled pushing him away from her. His injured leg barley caught his weight as he stumbled backwards. She stormed to the bedroom she was supposed to share with Hilary and slammed the door hard behind her.

"What was all that about Kai?" Tyson demanded as Ray went to call Alice Thompson.

Kai refused to answer and instead rested in an armchair. By the time Ray got back from the phone everyone had given up on trying to get an answer out of Kai.

"Its no use" Ray sighed. "Its like no one even cares that Rage is a spy, they only see her as a fourteen year old girl who needs protecting from the evil guys. Except since she's already working for the evil guys I personally don't think that she'll have much of a problem."

"I know!" Max said suddenly, everyone turned to see what he had to say. "Lets watch a movie!"

"And lets get pizza!" agreed Tyson.

The others agreed a little more reluctantly and soon they were all sitting around the T.V eating pizza. Even Kai was sitting there, though he refused to eat. Plus the only reason that he was watching the movie was because he didn't want to go to sleep yet. And he didn't want to admit that he was too exhausted to get up from the armchair to leave the room.

I'm sorry about not updating sooner. I've just been a bit swamped with school work resently. Why the teachers can't wait until after the christmas hols to sort out course work is behond me.

Anyhow, plz review.