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Chapter Thirteen:
Tala's Loyalty: The Plan pt. 2

Tala's POV

I opened the doors that lead into Biovolt's main entrance and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw who was standing right in front of me. My palms suddenly became all sweaty, and my eyes were as large as soccer balls. There, standing right in front of me, was Cat. She looked straight into my eyes, with a cool, indifferent expression on her face. She was so pale and so thin, it scared me. She had only been gone for about two days, but the effects Biovolt were having on her were huge.

Her face was so emotionless, and she had an aura around her that seemed dreadfully eerie and dangerous. I gulped, and out of instinct, I took a couple of steps back. She turned her body so she was completely facing me. It seemed as though she was looking right through me, like I wasn't even there. But I knew she saw me, and I hesitated, wondering if this plan of Kai's was such a good one after all.

"Tala…" My eyes went wider as Cat said this. Even her voice sounded so cold, so lifeless. If this is what had happened to her over a course of two days, I really didn't want to know what would happen if she stayed any longer. I suddenly realized that she was waiting for an explanation as to why I was there. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My voice seemed to have left me. I gulped and took a deep, slightly refreshing breath.

"Yuki. Bring me to Voltaire." I tried to speak as calmly and strong as I could, but deep down I was simply a terrified little boy. She seemed to have sensed my fear and uncomfort as she took a few steps closer to me. I hesitated, and found that I had to literally force myself to keep my ground.

"And why should I do that?" She questioned me, the frightening aura intensifying with her every word. One again, I found that my voice had left me. It wasn't for another couple of long, eerie, uncomfortable moments that I finally spoke.

"After you left, everyone fell apart and went their separate ways. I decided to return to my one and only true home here in Russia. The one place I ever felt welcome. My loyalty is, and always was, here with Biovolt." For effect, I puffed out my chest. I made my speech sound as bold and daring as I could, stressing when I said the word you.

I noticed Yuki's appearance falter a bit as I said this, sadness clearly showing in her eyes. She didn't really believe me, did she? I took a deep breath and awaited her wrath. Instead of tearing me limb from limb like I thought she was, she simply turned around, motioning for me to follow.

I walked inside of the place I hated more than anything. I glanced over my shoulder and watched as Yuki gently closed the large door. As she did this, her sleeve went up her arm a little, and I saw something that made my eyes bulge out, my breathing go shallow, and my heart start pounding rapidly. On her arm, there were small, fresh cuts that seemed to be made from something sharp. Her arm was badly bruised, and I watched solemnly as one of the cuts opened up and began to bleed aimlessly.

Cat winced at the sharp pain that spread through her body. Carefully, she ripped off a piece of her shirt and wrapped the cut in it. She then lowered her sleeve and looked at me. I immediately turned my head, but I knew that she had caught me staring. I couldn't help but wonder about it. Since when did Cat cut herself, since when did she become suicidal?

I snapped out of my daze and noticed that Cat was already a few feet ahead of me. I hastened my pace to catch up to her. We walked in silence for a few minutes. Not the comfortable kind of silence, but the eerie one that wanted to make you scream. I decided that if I was going to make her trust me, then I had to break the ice somehow. I glanced at Cat and slowly began to speak.

"So…um…when did you start…you know…cutting yourself?" Damn, bad topic to bring up. I looked at Cat and watched as sadness once again filled her emotionless eyes. I bit my lower lip, hoping that I didn't just ruin my chance of completing my mission. After a couple of minutes, she answered me.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Her words were so filled with ice and venom. It was like a poison that would kill you if you pressed on it too much. Knowing that she clearly did not want to talk about it, I dropped the subject. I tried to come up with something better to say, but my mind failed on me.

"Um…how have you been?" I'm such an idiot. Obviously she hasn't been fine! I mentally slapped myself. Cautiously, I once again turned my gaze to her. She didn't seem too happy.

"I've been just fine and dandy!" Cat glared at me, and before I could say anything else, we reached Voltaire's office. She sighed and began to walk away, leaving me all alone in the gloomy, deserted hallway that seriously needed to be cleaned. I forced my hand into a fist, and I unhappily knocked on the door. Not even waiting for an answer, I boldly opened the door.

Voltaire looked up from his stack of papers and froze when he saw it was me. I smirked, knowing that I cut him off guard. Voltaire cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. He raised his hand and motioned for me to take a seat in front of his desk. I looked at the seats in disgust, but I knew better than to make Voltaire mad, so I sat.

Voltaire studied me for a few minutes before standing up. He turned so his back was facing me. Another few minutes passed, and I was getting extremely bored and really irritated with all of this waiting. I was about to make a remark, when Voltaire spoke. I heavily sighed.

"So, Tala. What brings you here?" He turned his head and looked at me. He had cocked his eyebrow and was awaiting my response. I suddenly felt the urge to piss him off, so I simply smirked and crossed my legs. Closing my eyes, I sat there for a few minutes. I could easily tell that Voltaire was losing his patience with me. I finally decided to speak, not wanting to ruin my mission.

"Well, you see, I have decided that power is all there is in the world. I simply could not bear to be around my so called friends anymore, so I decided to return to where I truly belong. Right here in Biovolt." I opened my eyes and smiled at Voltaire's expression. Priceless, a true Kodak moment. Where's the camera when you need one?

"Welcome home, Tala." Voltaire handed me a piece of paper. I smiled and left the room. As soon as the door closed behind me, my smile turned into a frown and I flipped off Voltaire's door. Phase one complete. I sighed and opened up the piece of paper that Voltaire handed me. It said to go down the hall to Boris's office, and to talk to him about where I would sleep and what position I would hold.

I briskly walked down the dimly lit corridor, glaring at anyone who dared to even mock me once. If I was going to be here for a while, I wanted everyone to know their place with me, and to respect me. As I was walking, I caught sight of Cat helping out a little boy, who looked no older than five, trying to show him the proper way to launch a blade. I shrugged. I figured Boris could wait, so I turned and headed down towards Cat.

"Hold it like this. Good, now when I say, I want you to concentrate and launch your blade with all your strength. The little boy simply nodded, awaiting the cue. "Good, now!" The boy launched his blade and watched with happiness as his blade spun in the dish. I smiled as I watched this, remembering something from the past.

Flashback—Normal POV

A little boy of about 6 years old launched his blade and watched helplessly as it flew a foot away from the dish, and crashed. Depressed, the little boy walked over to his blade and picked it up. He sighed. He was about to give up, when he saw a little girl with blue hair launch her blade and beat a much older and much stronger opponent then her without breaking a sweat.

The little girl looked to be the same age as the boy. He stared in awe as the girl defeated all her opponents one by one. After a few moments, they girl noticed she was being watched. She turned to face the little boy. Curiously, she walked over to the boy and introduced herself.

"Hi, you must be new here. My name is Yuki." She smiled at the boy and took his hand into hers. She gently shook it and turned away. She was about to walk away when the little boy called out to her.

"Hey wait!" Yuki turned to face the boy. She cocked an eyebrow in confusion. The boy ran up to her and stopped when he was a few feet away. He put his hands on his knees and panted. He finally managed to catch his breath and speak. "My name is Tala. I couldn't help but notice how good you are at beyblading. Do you think you could give me a few pointers?"

Yuki smiled warmly at Tala and led him to a nearby dish. She took out her blade and motioned for him to watch her. Deep in concentration, the girl launched her blade successfully into the dish. Tala once again stared in awe.

"Now you do it." Tala nodded his head and once again attempted to launch his beyblade. Like all of his previous attempts, he failed miserably. Yuki's brow furrowed and she walked over to Tala so she was standing right next to him. As she studied him, a group of four other girls came over.

"Hey, Yuki. What are you doing?" A girl with cherry colored hair questioned her.

"Hey, Mika. This is Tala, he's new here. I'm trying to show him how to launch a beyblade properly. Oh, Tala, this is Mika, Lin, Mel, and Kimi. They are my best friends." She pointed to each of the girls as she said their name. The girl named Mel walked over to Yuki.

"Why are you having trouble?" She questioned, obviously wanting to help.

"His technique is fine…but he just can't seem to launch a blade properly…"

Mel looked at Yuki then at Tala. She took his blade from his hand and carefully studied it. She smiled as she sat down on the cold, hard floor. Mel took Tala's beyblade apart and carefully redesigned it. When she was done, she handed it back to him.

"Here, try it out now." Tala stared at her quizzically, and he launched his blade once again. This time, it landed directly in the Beydish, with an amazing amount of power. Tala smiled and thanked his new found friends for their help.

End of Flashback—Tala's POV

I smiled as I remembered the day I first met the girls. I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice Cat staring at me with a look of confusion spread across her face. She waved her hand in front of my face, snapping me back into reality. Before she could say anything, I spoke.

"Remember the day we first met?" I smiled at her.

"How couldn't I? It was right here." For the first time since I got here, a couple hours ago, Cat smiled. I was about to continue speaking when I realized that I still had to go see Boris.

"Shit, I have to go. I'll see you around." With that, I left. Cat stared at me and a smirk played onto her features. She could sense that I wasn't here because I wanted to be. No, she knew. She knew that she could trust me. Hew smirk turned into a smile as she turned and retreated back to her room.

I made my way to Boris's office and knocked on the door. Once again, I entered without waiting for an answer from inside the room. While I was inside of his office, Boris went through all of Biovolt's rules, making me smile as I remembered the days the girls and I totally disregarded those rules and decided to have some fun. He gave me a couple sets of clothes and the keys to my room.

Also, Boris told me that I would be working with Yuki in the training facility, helping the new kids to learn to become good bladers. As I walked to my room, I noticed that it was right next to Cat's room. I smiled at her closed door, knowing my mission wasn't going to be as hard as I had thought it was going to be.

When I closed the door to my room, I quickly got changed into one of Biovolt's outfits. Man, these people really lack a sense of fashion. I glanced around to make sure I wasn't being spied on. When the coast was clear, I took out the special phone the others had given me and contacted Kai.

"Hn." I grinned to myself. It felt so good to hear Kai's overly excited voice again.

"Hey, it's Tala."

"No shit. Who else would it be? Santa Claus?" I disregarded Kai's remark as I continued to speak.

"Cat's here. She's fine, in a sense I guess…She's been cutting herself. Not to mention, she looks like a damn ghost. There's a creepy aura around her, too." I could sense Kai's slow and ragged breathing as I spoke. Not wanting him to worry, I quickly added the good news in. "The good news is that Voltaire and Boris completely trust me, and I even got Cat to smile a little." Kai sighed a sigh of relief before answering.

"Ok, good job. Keep in touch."

"I will." With that, we hang up. I slumped down onto the hard army cot that was supposed to be my bed. Fatigue quickly overcame me, and I fell into a dreamless slumber.

With Voltaire—Normal POV

A girl of about 15 years old got thrown into one of the dungeons in the cellar of Biovolt.

"You won't escape me this time, Kiara." Voltaire's evil, maniacal laugh filled the cold, dark dungeons as he locked the girl in her prison. As she sat there, tears formed in her eyes and slowly fell down her cheeks.

AG329: There you go! It's much longer than last chappie and better if you ask me. The next chappie will be called Chapter Fourteen: Kiara: The Plan pt. 3

Kiara: What the hell? This sucks! Sighs Please review…

Name: Kiara Minato
Age: 15
Appearance: She has dark blue eyes, black waist-length hair with dark blue
streaks, is lightly tanned and she has a slim figure. She has an emerald
painted on her fore head. Kiara wears a blue full sleeved shirt, black
flare-out jeans and black finger-less gloves with the design of blue fire on
them. She wears a silver chain around her neck with a silver wolf pendent and
a silver bracelet.
Personality: Kiara is a head-strong girl who doesn't take shit from no-one
and she loves sarcasm. She is tough and a good strategist, practical and
logical. She has a soft-side but as she was raised in Biovolt and doesn't
have many friends that side is rarely seen. She escaped though. She isn't
really anti-social and u see her smile and laugh from time 2 time.

Thanks to xxxHinaxxx for this OC. Congratulations on being the 50th reviewer!