AN: w00t chapter 10! XD This chapter is.. very good. I think anyway lol. I intro Foxy here, Foxy is a Beyblade character from V Force ^^ Ozuma from V Force and Garland from G Rev show up in the next chapter. Also we get a bit more insight into Tala ;)
WARNING: This chapter contains character death and pretty vivd sexual innuendos. I'm warning you now =)
Oh and go read my new fic 'Who said I wanted to?' Its really good.. well I think so anyway lol
Liika chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she bounced Nadya up and down, earning a sweet little giggle out of the baby's mouth. Her baby was so adorable! She had the cutest little round face and largest eyes. It was hard not to love the child, and in fact everyone on the Europe team did. They had all become attached to the child rather fast.
"It should be a crime to be that cute. I mean really, that face could cause wars! …literally!"
She snorted, throwing an unamused look towards the orange haired teen on the screen. "That's not funny Foxy and you know it." She clutched the baby to her chest, suddenly very protective of the little girl. Even the techy's teasing bothered her, probably because it wasn't far from the truth.
Liika had wasted no time in getting into contact with the group in Sweden. Right after she ended the call with Spencer she called the number he had given to her. The person who answered was a thin young man –about the same age as her- with orange hair, styled much like Tala's and bright blue eyes. Foxy Jordan was charming, and liked to tease, but you could tell he cared deeply about the cause he was championing. He and Liika had hit it off quickly, and he had already begun to teach her the basics of technological communication.
The next, and last person she had talked to (The one called Garland had thus far eluded her), was the temporary leader of the small base there. Ozuma Hizashi was much like Kai in the sense of duty, obligation and strictness. However, he had an arrogance that Kai hasn't possessed since before the take over. She knew with in the first few moments of talking to him that she wouldn't be able to talk to him about helping the seven in Russia. He would be as anal as the other three leaders.
So far, in the last eight days, she had been able to enlist the help of Enrique and Mariah (who had both sworn to keep the plan a secret), the Asian team and Foxy. Emily had concocted a simple plan that might just get the job done, provided there were no glitches, and everyone played their parts. Liika just hoped Foxy would be able to get away from Sweden and into Russia with out his leader knowing. He assured her he could, but she had her doubts…
"Hey now, what's with the dour look? It was just a joke, you know I'd protect the munchkin as much as Hiwatari would." The orange haired boy said, blinking his wide blue eyes and looking somewhat contrite.
Liika shook her head, running her fingers over Nadya's now sleeping head. "Don't worry about it Foxy, I wasn't frowning about that."
He caulked an eyebrow. "Then what were you frowning about?"
She sighed, her frown deepening. "You getting to Russia in two days. I really don't know how you're going to pull it off. Actually I don't know how me, Mari and Eny are going to do it!"
"Just follow Emily's plan. She's already forged the document to Kai and Robert about Sergei sending you three here, it shouldn't be a problem." He shrugged easily. "And as for me, don't worry about it. I know Ozuma's every move, getting around him wont be a problem. I'm more worried about Garland."
Liika tilted her head curiously. She hadn't met Garland, nor had she heard much about him. "Why is that?"
"Because," Foxy stated, "Garland is like a watch dog. He smells mischief and fear from miles away. Not to mention he doesn't exactly trust me."
"…Why?"
The orange haired teen rolled his eyes. "I dunno, something about thinking I'm an immature screw up. Personally, I think the only thing keeping him from tossing me out on my ass is that neither him nor Ozuma know anything about technology. I don't know what's going to stop him after I've got you trained up."
"I'll be what's stopping him." Liika snapped quickly, huffing. "No teammate of mine is getting thrown out! We need all the people we can get. Besides, I don't think you're an immature screw up. Apparently he hasn't met Enrique."
"Ahh! Das hübsche Mädchen wärmt mein Herz!" He exclaimed with a wink.
Liika's eyebrows shot up. "You speak German?"
"Un peu." He winked again with a large grin.
Liika rolled her eyes. "French too, oh dear, and I only speak Japanese and English, what is wrong with me?" She laughed. "Just make sure everything's set. Contact me in two days with the final plans."
"Roger that!" He saluted. "Have a good one, and give that baby of yours lots of love chez Oncle Foxy."
"Bye."
"How are things on your end Lee? Over." Max whispered into the small walky talky. His blue eyes glanced down at the orange haired girl beside him who way typing furiously on her small gray laptop.
There was a few seconds of silence before the small device crackled and Lee's lowered voice came through. "We're all set up. Over."
Max looked horizontally across the large stadium to see a flash of light and sighed with relief. "Emmy's just about ready to play it, and Liika and Foxy are in position. Over."
"Enrique and Oliver? Over."
Looking up and to the right, Max caught site of two faint figures huddled in a doorway to the upper stadium seating. They were positioned right between Max and Emily, and Lee and Kevin. "They're in position. Everything is on the go. Over."
"Roger that. Now we wait for the thing to start. Over."
Max bit his lip apprehensively. He really hoped they succeeded. He couldn't bear the thought of any of his friends dying. Emily's plan was far fetched and was so risky, he couldn't help worrying. If they failed they died. He pulled Liika's white Akala blade out of the pocket in his cloak and stared at it. Would the bit beast listen to him? One could only know, but if she didn't they were royally screwed.
All of a sudden a soft hand covered the blade and Max looked down into the smiling eyes of Emily. "You worry too much." She said with a shake of her head. "It will work out, I promise."
Max smiled back. "I hope you're right, or we're in a lot of trouble…more than we already are."
Tala tapped his finger against the arm of his chair repeatedly, his eyes narrowed in thought. His head rested in the palm of his hand, and his lips were pursed into an annoyed frown.
They should have moved by now. The execution was only minutes away and yet he hadn't seen hide nor hair of the pitiful little resistance. He had been so sure they would come to the old man's rescue. Why hadn't they moved??
"Stop it Tala, you're driving me insane!" Ian snapped finally, not being able to take the tapping any longer. "They'll show up, they're probably just waiting for the right moment. You know, to be all hero-like."
Tala threw a dirty look at his shorter companion, but nevertheless stopped tapping. "I'm not waiting any longer, I'm getting this fucking thing started. Spencer, you know what to do." He commanded, standing gracefully.
Ian and Bryan both brought themselves to their feet and followed their leader while Spencer nodded and walked off to the side to start the execution. Bryan's eyes scanned the massive crowd, looking for a certain blue head, much like he did every time he went out.
Contrary to what his teammates thought, he wasn't obsessed with the little bitch. He merely wanted what was his, and that included her. It pissed him off to no end that his property was in the hands of another male. She should have been with him. Wearing a cute little collar, with his name tattooed on her somewhere where everyone would see it. She'd do exactly what he told her to do, when he told her to do it. She would worship the ground he walked on…and he would possess her completely. His fists clenched at his side and he grit his teeth. She would come back to him one day…and then she would learn never to disobey him again.
The three reached their booth, which was central to all the action, but raised off the ground. Around them the crowed stood, and cheered for their dictators. Tala raised his hand in greeting and strode forward to the edge of the box, Bryan and Ian on either side of him. The crowd quieted, waiting expectantly for the red haired leader to speak.
"Ladies and Gentleman," Tala started, his turquoise surveying the crowd. "I'm glad you all came to witness this event. It proves your loyalty to Biovolt. Now let's not delay this any further. Bring out the traitors."
Below them seven dilapidated figures were pushed into the stadium. They were chained together and barely dressed. At the head of the group was an older, balding man, who held his head high as if to accept his death. He apparently encouraged the others behind him, because they too held their heads up.
Tala scowled. Even when faced with death they weren't breaking. The year and a half they had been in captivity they had not broken. Even under the most excruciating forms of torture they stayed strong and refused to divulge any information about their friends. Well, if they were not going to say anything then they would die. Tala had no use for non-responsive traitors.
In the center of the stadium a long, horizontal pole resting on two vertical poles was set up, seven nooses hanging from it. Below it was a platform with trapdoors directly under the nooses. It was clear what form of execution Tala had in mind for the seven. The way he figured it, let them suffer before dying. He could have just had them shot like he did with Voltaire, but where would be the fun in that? Let their friends watch their suffering.
One by one the prisoners were shoved up onto the platform and a noose strung around their neck. All it would take was a flick of his hand…
Suddenly the lights in the stadium flickered and the jumbotron screens that had been showing the Demolition Boys in their booth crackled as black and white static took over the screen. Then just as the static took over a new face appeared, her eyes dark and steely as she glared seemingly directly at the Demolition Boys.
"Long time no see…Demolition Boys."
The three boys' eyes widened as they stared at the image on the screen with something akin to surprise. Why they were surprised, none of them could tell, after all, hadn't they expected them to show up somehow? What was really surprising was the fact that it was the little blue haired bitch on the screen and not Kai. Tala had thought he would have done it somehow…unless he didn't even know she where she was. A smirk tugged his lips. Interesting.
She continued speaking, her turquoise eyes getting colder as she went along. "This is our declaration of war. No longer will we sit around and watch you destroy our free world. Know this you bastards: You will pay for your crimes sooner or later. You may call us the Angels, as we will be the saviors of mankind."
As soon as she was finished the screen became static again and the stadium lights flickered. Then all chaos broke loose. People screamed and fled the stadium seats as three large explosions across from the Demolition Boys' booth shook the building. Out of the smoke four large bit beasts appeared, standing majestically in the now empty stadium seating.
Furthest left was a large monkey, he put his fist through the wood of the dividing wall in front of him. In the middle was a unicorn bathed in pink light and a two headed dragon bathed in orange. They stamped the ground, causing the whole stadium to shudder. And farthest right was a sedate looking humanoid dog-demon bit beast bathed in white light. Her four massive wings were stretched out around her and she was hovering over the stadium ready to strike.
Tala, expecting something like this commanded the Biovolt soldiers that were stationed around the building to find the bit beasts masters and sub due them. In the mean time he drew his gun launcher, readying himself in case he needed Wolborg. Bryan did the same, neither noticed the absence of their third comrade at their sides.
"Release them or he dies."
Tala and Bryan stiffened at growled female voice. Turning slowly they saw just what they had failed to notice about their teammate. Behind them, Ian was standing very rigidly with a very pissed off looking girl pointing a gun to his head. "Release them or he dies!" She repeated, pushing the gun harder into Ian's temple.
Neither boy answered right away, as both were too busy studying the changes about her. Bryan felt his blood boil just looking at her. She had changed…though he couldn't quite tell how. The only thing that particularly caught his eye was the silvery scar that marked the junction of her neck and shoulder, as it was not covered by the sleeveless black top she was wearing. The very sight of it made him want to have her right there…his little bitch…His mouth watered at the thought.
Tala also noticed the change, only he actually noticed what was different. She wasn't any taller, but her figure had changed. Her hips flared more and her chest was larger –if only fractionally. There was a sort of wisdom apparent in her eyes, something that she had experienced … something that changed her. He was curious as to what that something was. And like Bryan, he also felt his body heat up. His eyes raked her figure time and time again, not being able to get enough of it. Why was he reacting so much? She hadn't even remotely interested him before and now here he was wanting her! He would have liked to use the excuse that he was desperate again, but he had just spent almost two weeks fucking every good looking whore he could find. He growled inwardly. It must be because she was probably the only woman on the planet that wouldn't throw herself at his feet. Tala knew that if he worked at it hard enough he could get any woman, no matter what age or class to beg him to fuck her…but this one.. he wasn't so sure. She had taken Bryan's assault and not only lived to tell about it, but escaped only minutes after. She didn't appear broken by the fact, actually seemed the opposite, if how she was glowering at him was any indication. No fear lurked in her eyes…none at all. His eyes narrowed, none that was visible anyway.
Liika struggled not to throw up. Facing him was harder than she had ever imagined. She fought the overwhelming quivering that was trying to take over her limbs. She couldn't flinch, Ian would use it to his advantage. It didn't help that Bryan was looking at her as if she were an eight course meal waiting for him to devour. She swallowed the bile in her throat and willed the fear away. She would not let him deter her! Her eyes shifted to Tala and blinked when she found him watching her with a sort of predatorily, hungry look. A look not unlike she had seen in Bryan when she first met him. What the hell…?
Her thoughts however were interrupted when Tala spoke, leaning back against the railing. "What makes you think we care if he dies?"
Liika's eyebrows furrowed, but she didn't panic. She had expected this, and by Ian's reaction, so had he. "Then perhaps you will care if that one dies as well." She said nodding towards the stadium floor.
Both boys turned once more and growled when they saw a large orange colored fox bit beast standing over a slim boy with orange hair who was pointing a gun at the tall frame of Boris. The man was frozen, not daring to move for fear of being shot or maimed.
"I know you don't want him to die…he's the only one that knows how to access the precious research Biovolt has been doing isn't he?" She said smugly, tightening her grip on the gun and the boy. "So do as I say, and release my friends and I might not kill your precious scientist."
Tala snorted, turning back around to glare at her. "You're more clever than I gave you credit for. I expected you to come, but I never expected this. Congrats on getting this far, however, you know you'll never win." He growled stepping forward.
Liika's finger inched the trigger closer to the handle. "Come any closer and I will shoot him. And as soon as I do, my man will shoot Boris."
Tala locked eyes with her. "You don't have the guts." He stated, taking a step closer, ignoring the slightly panicked look in Ian's eyes.
"Wanna bet? I wouldn't gamble here bastard, it's your friend's life on the line." She snapped back, her eyes never leaving the lanky red head.
He smirked, stepping another step closer, bringing him with in reaching distance of her. "Perhaps, but I don't believe you'll do it."
She opened her mouth to refute his statement when she realized her grave error. A large hand seized her wrist while another her waist and she was hauled back against a broad chest. Liika screamed, dropping the gun, allowing Ian to escape to Tala's side. She knew just who held her and she couldn't fight the shudders or revulsion down. His hands felt like searing brands on her body. Dirty, slimy, searing brands…
"You haven't forgotten me have you? I'm very angry with you little one…" A hoarse voice whispered in her ear, a hot breath fanning her jaw as lips closed over her ear lobe. She gagged, clenching her eyes shut tightly. Oh God…not again…
"Tsk tsk, did you forget that there was two of us and one of you?" Tala taunted, a lazy smirk crossing his face. Now the fear was showing…such delicious fear. She was terrified of Bryan. For some reason the thought both amused him and angered him.
"She may have, but I didn't!" A new voice snarled as someone landed with a thud behind Bryan.
Quickly the new arrival dispatched of Bryan, knocking him out with a swift karate chop to the neck. The large boy fell over, taking Liika with him, as she landed hard underneath him.
Tala scowled in annoyance. Just when he had everything where he wanted it he had to show up. "Well, well, always showing up to save the day eh Kai. One day you're not going to be around to save her." He stated flatly, a clear threat lacing his words.
"We'll make sure of it!" Ian seconded, reaching for his gun launcher.
Kai gritted his teeth and lowered himself into a defensive position, his launcher extended in front of him. "Maybe one day, but today isn't that day. I've only come to collect my foolish teammate, you and I will have a go round another time Valkov." He growled, his eyes flickering to the struggling Liika.
Tala smirked. "What good is a blade with out a bit beast? You're nothing to me Hiwatari."
Now it was Kai's turn to smirk. "Who says my blade needs a bit beast?" He replied, glancing behind the pair. "I don't need one."
Both boys caught the glance and whirled around in time to be knocked over by a screeching Grypholyon. Kai wasted no time in hauling Liika out from under the burly teen and flinging her over his shoulder, before jumping off the balcony. He landed safely on the stadium floor –it was only a five or six foot drop. Liika struggled against him until he finally had to set her on her feet. Liika glared at him before glancing up at the box. Tala and Ian were ducking from the massive griffon, whom didn't let them have any room to launch their blades.
"Come on." Kai growled, grabbing her hand. "You've caused enough trouble for one day."
"Fuck off Kai! I'm not leaving here until I save them!" She cried, yanking her hand out of his grasp.
Kai growled louder and grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around to face the podium. "Would you look? They're already dead! We saved who we could, but we were too late!"
Liika stared in shock, the bile rising in the back of her throat. Five bodies swayed lifelessly at the end of the coarse rope. When had he given the signal? Tears sprung to her eyes. "I failed…" She whispered, falling to her knees and throwing up.
"Come on Ika, we gotta jet! We're getting out numbered!" Foxy cried as he ran by, his bit beast a head of him, clearing his path.
"Liika!" Kai yelled, trying to move her, but failing. "Get up Liika!"
She shrugged him off, staring at the ground. How could she have let this happen? People died because of her…more people died that is. She had caused so many deaths.
Kai was at the end of his rope. The soldiers were closing in fast and from the looks of it Tala and Ian had launched their blades. Wolborg and Wyborg were now viciously fighting Grypholyon, Amphylyon and Unicolyon as their masters jumped from the booth to the stadium floor.
Kai's eyes scanned their surroundings, Foxy and his bit beast Kitsune were fending off Biovolt soldiers left and right while Lee and Kevin also battled them. Max and Emily were nowhere to be found, nor was Mariah and Kai could only pray the pink haired girl had gotten his Nadie out fast. It didn't need to be said what a disaster it would be if she were found out.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Kai caught site of the large snake bit beast heading straight for them. It had somehow bypassed the net of the Majestics' bit beasts and seemed bent on attacking them. Kai froze. He had no defense, no bit beast to protect him or Liika. Would Tala really kill them? He knew that the red head hated him, but what about Liika? He was so sure that they wanted her alive...
However, before the snake could reach them, a white blur streaked past the pair and attacked it, swiping the snake with her glowing white claws. The snake screeched and recoiled, hissing violently at the dog demon. Kai sighed in relief as Akala came to her master's rescue.
Growling one more time, he reached down and scooped the girl up in his arms, ignoring her flailing. "Fucking hell Liika! I'm not letting you go back to him! I promised you he would never harm you, and I intend to keep that promise!" He grit out, running towards the exit, which Foxy had successfully cleared. Akala followed him, returning to her blade and rebounding into Max's hand, who was waiting just inside the doors to the stadium. Just as quick as they had begun their assault, they were gone. Leaving the Biovolt stadium in shambles. And three very angry dictators.