Wow, six chapters already! It seems like only yesterday Kai and co were sitting on their plane, their only worry being trying to find a way to shut Tyson up…Ah, how things have changed since then.

Last time, we left Kai in the clutches of old rival Tala Valkov. What happened? Where did they go? Does Tala still have a gun?

Also, Ray was stuck in a dungeon with the sudden appearance of a bedraggled Max. How did he get there? What happened to him and Tyson? Does anyone care?

Read on to find the answers to these questions (and maybe more)…We rejoin half of the Blade Breakers, chained up in a dungeon…

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MENTIONS: Thanks again to all readers and reviewers. Without you guys, there wouldn't really be any point of me keep putting these chapters up, would there…? I'M SOOOO SORRY I LOVE YOU ALL COME BACK DON'T ABANDON ME I PROMISE TO UPDATE IT I SWEAR!

Part Six

Although it had only been a matter of hours between his capture at the abandoned store and the unexpected arrival of Max, it had seemed to Ray like he had been stuck in that small, dark dungeon forever.

To pass the time and out of a natural cat-like curiosity, Ray had asked the obvious question of 'how in the world did the young annoying blond get to be in this unusual situation!'

Ray soon began to regret asking, when Max had started to recall his tale, he had burst into a never-ending stream of tears. Very noisy, uncontrollable tears.

After what was probably several more hours (it felt like it), Ray had gathered what summary he could of Max's tale from what he could divulge from between sobs and hiccups.

FLASHBACK

It seems like that morning, after Ray had left to go shopping, the time had passed by with little happening, except the scene where Kai had stormed out.

Things had started to go wrong, however, when eleven o'clock had rolled around. Ray had totally forgotten about the magazine meeting, and so, it seemed, had Max and Tyson, because they had sat there without a clue as to what to do or say.

It hadn't mattered in the end though, because it was all a sham.

The woman who had turned up at the hotel was lying, she wasn't really a journalist. But Max and Tyson, being typical Max and Tyson, had had no reason to disbelieve her.

The boy's had thought her to be very nice, she served them all up some tea and chatted to them in a friendly manner. And she had drugged their cups too, but she hadn't mentioned that one. And they had no reason to suspect her of anything at all.

So they had sat talking with her about beyblades, drinking the tea, and everything seemed very relaxed. So relaxed, in fact, that the two boys had suddenly found themselves feeling a little drowsy…

'…what a nice lady…' They had thought.

'…I'm, so sleepy…' Max remembered thinking, as the room started to blur around him. Tyson was already asleep, slumped across the tabletop.

There was a vague recollection of being carried outside…lying on the dirty floor of a moving van…a box with something stencilled on the side…And then, nothing. Just the sharp pain of landing on the cold stone floor of the cell.

END FLASHBACK

"Max?" Ray spoke after the blonde had calmed down enough. "Can you remember what was written on that box you mentioned? It might help me figure out who's got us here."

Max shook his head. "I-I can't…I was so sleepy, everything was blurred…I'm sorry Ray."

Ray tried not to sound pissed off. "That's alright, it'll come back to you, just try and get some rest, ok?"

Ray closed his eyes, sinking down against the wall, thinking back on the events that led him here. Perhaps there was a clue to who was behind this, something he might have missed the first time around. But there was nothing but a blank dimness in his memory.

'Wait a sec…'

"Hey, Max, when you were talking about, y'know, what happened to you and Tyson, you only mentioned the two of you…Where was Kai?"

The blonde's eyes widened as he recalled the answer. "He-he wasn't there," Max said. "After I woke him up, he just went off. Stormed outta the hotel like something was really up with him…I wonder where he went? He never said, and before we could go after him, that's then THEY arrived.." His voice quavered and he hiccuped back a small sob. Ray knew that was going to be the last he got out of Max for a while.

But still

'If Kai went out before Max and Tyson were caught, surely that means that he got away? Wherever he went, is he still out there? Is he safe?' A spark of hope glimmered in Ray's amber eyes.

"You realise what that means, Max? Kai's still free, he's still outside. He'll come and help us!" In the dark, Ray allowed himself a small smile at the thought of his beloved. 'Kai will find me, he'll get me out of here…If anyone can, Kai is the one, and not just in that way…Oh Kai, will I ever get to tell you how I feel?'

But on the other side of the dungeon, Max was remembering how Kai had yelled at him in a voice full of hatred, how he would glare and proclaim that he needed no one, that 'I-Don't-Give-A-Damn' vibe radiating off of his every move.

'I'm sorry to disappoint you, Ray,' Max thought in a bitter tone beyond his years. 'But you've forgotten to ask yourself something…'

'Does Kai care enough to help us?'

So does he? We'll find out, someday…End of chapter.

Lia