To my reviewers,

Dudes, thanx so much for your reviews. They were Awesome! Though I really don't think I'm that good….and if I do well….id never admit to it. lol But hey thanx again, and as for whether Kai and Angel are going to get together…hmm….only time will tell.(I would say its up to them but..heh..its not) And as to not turning Angel evil…well…I'll see what I can do to keep her good or at least semi good. But please keep reviewing, cause it encourages me to keep posting which I know I'm slow at. I'm just well I guess I'm just lazy. But hey if u bug me enough I'll give u the next chapter though cliffies should almost be a given from me. Just FYI Things are about to get a bit more… shadowy.

LightInTheDarkTempest

Without further ado…the next chapter….

Disclaimer: In case youve forgotten I dont own beyblade...just everythign else in this fic.

Chapter Thirteen: Feelings and Promises

'Me?' Kai thought as he walked now pensively through the shadowed hallway alone. Angel was going through all of this for them…for him. But why? Why must she protect us? Why cant she just let us protect her? It didn't seems to make any logical, rational sense to Kai. Even putting aside the physical pain she was being put through, the very people she was protecting were turning their backs on her…even Ray now hated her it seemed. Had they all forgotten who Angel really was? Couldn't they see that there had to be some reason for her to be acting like this? It had to be something involving them for she kept pushing them all away. Yet what stood out most in Kai's mind was the pain, the exhaustion, the fear, the pleading eyes of Angel. She looked so alone, so helpless. When that psycho had started beating her…she let him and Kai couldn't do a thing about it. It was killing her yet she took it and when her eyes met his it was like he could see exactly what she was feeling exactly what she wanted so desperately to say. Kai suddenly stopped at the remembrance of those fiery green depths. 'She looked so relieved and yet so scared to see me. What for crying out loud is going on! That's it, I am finding a way to get her out now! The tournament ends in three days. I must have he rout by that time or else who knows what could happen to her. Till then, hold on Angel. Please…hold on.'

"I cant believe Angel would do this!" Ray fumed as he and Mariah walked down a corridor that would soon lead to the food court.

"Me either." Mariah agreed.

"Mariah are you okay?" Ray asked concern laced thickly in his voice as he looked at her worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Ray looked at her skeptically.

"Really. It was so strange. I felt her grab me and heard the slam echo in the hallway but…it didn't hurt at all. It was as if she had merely tapped me. It scared me but I didn't feel any pain."

Ray nodded pensively. ' Had Angel held back on Mariah? Perhaps she really didn't want to hurt her or maybe even anyone for that matter. Still a she had gone too far. She must be stopped and he would see to that!'

"Ray" Mariah started interrupting his thoughts.

"hm?"

"If Lee and I lose tomorrow to Angel, please, promise me you'll be careful."

"Mariah?"

"I'm afraid I may not see you till then. Lee and I have a lot of training to do before our match. Just please put my mind at ease."

"I promise." Ray said taking her hand in his.

Mariah smiled relief flowing through her troubled mind as she stared back at Ray,

"Come on lets find Lee." she grinned as she dashed off with Ray at her side grinning back at her.

Angel staggered through the darkened, lonely hallways painfully. Everything hurt insanely a sher breathing became labored and laced with pain. One arm leaned against the corridor wall while for support the other kept a firm on her side which stung and burned like mad. Her head swum while her sight drifted in and out of focus. That beating had really done a number on her and the "side-effects" of the drug had intensified with each new wound Coach had given her. Angels' cheek still felt warm where Kai had touched it, the thought of him both made her sad and happy, both scared and relieved, both fearful and yet fearless.

She couldn't deny it now. Angel knew she cared for Kai. Having him near her made her feel so safe, so secure, so protected. Yet now because of Genecite she had to remind herself that it wasn't safe for either of them to be around each other. No matter how much she longed to feel safe again she couldn't take the risk. She knew when she got back today she'd receive even more punishment. Then she'd have to team up with Brooklyn and defeat the only people who cared for her, breaking the only lifelines she had in a time of need. Tiredly she struggled onward. The locker-room wasn't far now. All she had to do was make it down another corridor then turn around one bend and then that'd be it; fourth door on the right. Yet as she staggered forward she saw two figures emerge from a locker-room ahead of her and before she could slink into the shadows they had spotted her.

"Angel!" Came a very familiar voice.

Angel obstinately pushed away from the wall and did her best to look unhurt and cold. She should've known she couldn't fool jess.

"Angel!" Jess repeated rushing over to her, Tala following. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing." Angel snarled letting out her pent up anger and frustration at Genecite on Jess.

"What do you mean 'nothing' Look at yourself! You can barely stand!"

"Back off! You're not my team-mate anymore! I don't need you, I don't need ANYONE! So for the last time leave me alone!" Angel growled. Her voice a mixture of anger, frustration, shame, regret, and sadness.

Jess was taken back and couldn't help the gasp of surprise that passed her lips. Angel wasn't like this. What was she saying, Jess tried to make Angel meet her gaze but she wouldn't look in her eyes. That wasn't like Angel… unless… she was trying to hide something.

"How dare you speak to Jess that way!" Tala snarled defensively.

"Seems I've been replaced rather easily huh, Jess." Angel stated not wanting to see the hurt that she knew clearly now flooded her friends eyes. "I don't have time for this." she said brushing past them but not without finally meeting Jess' searching eyes apologetically and painfully. Then with a quick glance at Tala approvingly, brushed by and stumbled her way into the next corridor out of their sight.

"Oh Angel, don't do this." Jess mumbled sorrowfully still staring after her friend. Tala looked down at her compassionately. Gently he nudged her bringing her out of her thoughts,

"come on. Lets go watch the others match-ups."

Jess nodded and walked with Tala out to where they'd meet the Bladebreakers and White Tigers before the Bladebreakers next match…against the Celtic Dragons.

When Angel finally stumbled through the locker-room door of the Celtic Dragons she saw Coach waiting for her. Tristan and Lance sat off in the corner in silence as angel walked sorely forward, stopping six feet in front of him.

"Well captain, that was more like it." sneered Coach referring to the conversation with Jess and Tala.

Angel diverted her eyes in shame remembering having to recite what she had been told to say through the earpiece she still wore. It made her so angry, so frustrated to repeat every word they said in her ear. It made her feel like a puppet on a string which indeed she seemed to be.

"Now, back to business. Your teams next match will be easier. The bladers aren't exactly worthy opponents according to my information. This time though Captain, you are to follow orders to the end. Their blades will be annihilated. Understand!"

"Yes, sir." Angel gritted out meeting his gaze with a cold glare.

Coach stood to leave when a wicked grin flashed on his face.

"By the way Captain, You'd better not lose any of their matches today. It'd be such a pity for a beauty such as Jessica to be…taken care of." he sneered.

Angel hissed and turned around to glare daggers at him murderously and warningly,

"Don't you even dare-"

"Now, now Captain. No need to get hostile. We'll need all the hostility you have tomorrow in your matches. Besides, have you forgotten whose in control here! Do you need a reminder of who owns you!"

" No sir." Angel spat out still glaring daggers as the Coach smiled wickedly at her once more before exiting the locker-room and leaving Angel with her team alone…yet under heavy surveillance.

Angel calmed herself down. She had two options. One, go with what she knew was right and make Tristan and Lance fight cleanly leaving their opponents blades undamaged. Maybe even tell them to throw the match which, though against her character, would prevent the two from moving on and keep others safe. But that would put Jess in danger and knowing Coach, his threats were far from empty. Her Second and last option was the one she hated most…follow orders. It would go against all she stood for, all she knew was right, all blading was about but… it would keep Jess safe. Did she really still wonder what had to be done. The conclusion was simple. May she be forever cursed for her decision, she must protect Jess. In the end, that was all that mattered. And in the end that's all she would do.

"And Welcome to the semi final match-ups of this years regional tournament. I'm Brad best here with A.J. Topper commenting live on these final few match ups."

"You said it Brad. Now lets give a brief summary up to date."

"Well we seem to only have four teams in all left standing and by the end of today one team will be moving on to the final round."

"Speaking of teams I have to mention the new blading team that Is just taking this years Regionals by storm. The Celtic Dragons."

"You said it. This team has seemingly come out of nowhere and now stands a very good chance at taking the whole tournament themselves."

"Speaking of which, this next upcoming match-up is between none other than the aggressive Celtic Dragons and Team Psychic. The winner of this round will go to face off against none other than Tyson and Max of the Bladebreakers. Now that is a match you don't want to miss. "

"Exaclty. But it seems the Teams are due to arrive at any moment."

"Kane, Salima!" Tyson greeted as the two bladers turned to see who was calling them.

"Tyson!" Kane greeted in return. "How you been?"

"Pretty good. Haven't seen you guys in ages! What you been up to?"

"Nothing much really. Blading, entering tournaments. Same old stuff. How about you guys?"

"Same as always. Taking every tournament we enter by storm."

"Nice to see some people don't change." Salima laughed teasingly.

"So Salima, Kane, where are the others?" Ray asked.

"Oh they couldn't make it to this tournament so were gonna have to make it without them."

"I see. Well we just wanted to wish you guys good luck today." Tyson cut in.

"Thanks guys!" Salima smiled.

"And another thing," Ray said seriously, " be careful. "The Celtic Dragons play dirty and rough. Just watch out."

"Thanks Ray ." Kane said nodding in gratitude. " Will do."

"Kane we need to go now, they're calling us to the dish."

"See you guys afterward right?"

"Yeah." Max and Tyson smiled as they watched Kane and Salima head off to the be stadium for their match against the Celtic Dragons.

Kai stood silent as ever watching them leave, ' There's no way those two can beat Tristan and Lance. Plus I've got a feeling, a bad one. Something's going to happen. I just hope its not too bad.'

Little did Kai suspect that Ray was having the exact same thoughts.

Angel sat alone on the roof her breath ragged and unsteady as her mind kept racing, reviewing what ahd just happened over and over in her mind. She couldn't believe it had actually happened. The look on their faces, the look on the faces in the crowd, the look on the faces of the blade breakers, on Jess on Kai. She knew hat she did was bad but she didn't know it'd be this bad.

Flashback

Tristan and Lance stood facing Angel as she looked over their shoulders at the awaiting Kane and Salima. She took in a deep breath as she prepared to give the order and looked each of them in the eye,

"Tristan, Lance…Annihilate their blades!"

Tristan and Lance both nodded silently as an evil smirk drew stealthily on their faces. They turned and walked coolly up to the dish and readied their blades.

It all had happened so fast. The blades had all sped into the be stadium and then…it had begun. Tristan and Lance attacked them furiously. Their bit beasts snarling and growling to be unleashed as they continued to overwhelm and damage Kane and Salima's blades and then it happened. As one Tristan and Lance called out their Celtic Guardian Bit beasts which were now tainted and over whelmed in darkness. The two Dragons rose growling and furious from their blades with claws and fangs of blazing black fire and together they attacked in a blinding flash of darkness. Then there was silence save for the sound of two blades spinning. When light finally revealed the outcome the crowd gasped. There, still spinning strongly were Tristan and Lances' blades and all around them in small scattered pieces were Kane and Salima's' blades.

"No!" Salima wailed dropping to her knees in shock and despair as Kane dropped next to her in complete and utter shock.

Tristan and Lance smirked before calling back their blades and turning to head back to Angel so they could leave.

Angel glanced up at the crowd who looked completely shocked and then looked to where the Bladebreakers, White Tigers, and Jess sat , Tala right next to her. She looked at each of their faces. Seeing the same look of Anger, Shock, and vengeance in all save two of the stares. Jess simply looked at her sadly and a bit disappointedly and Kai… he looked sad, and worried when their eyes locked before returning to his cold and emotionless look once again.

Shaking her head she led the way out of the arena and down the usual dark hallway out of sight of the crowd.

"Well done Captain. I knew you'd see things my way. Who knows you may grow to like doing jobs like that." taunted a voice in her ear.

'Coach,' Angel thought angrily wanting desperately to pull the earpiece out and stomp on it. Yet she couldn't, if she did they would just replace it and she'd receive even more punishment.

As Angel walked on in silence she found her mind continually running back to the look on Kane and Salima's faces. What had she done. The looks on Ray, Max, Kenny, and Tyson's faces hurt even more. IT was like they were ashamed of even knowing her. They hated her or would by the end of the day. Ray already did because of Mariah. Tyson and Max were next on the list, how could she do the same thing to them? How could she destroy their blades and take Dragoon and Draciel away from them? Angel couldn't take it anymore. After ordering Tristan and Lance to return to the locker-room, Angel ran through the restricted door way, and down the hallway where Kai had saved her not but a few days ago then up the stairs onto the roof. Sitting in the exact spot where she had sat when she revealed her past to Kai.

End Flashback

Angel shook her head trying to stop reliving what had just happened. She couldn't change what had happened, but perhaps that's not what was killing her. Perhaps it was the dread of having to do it again. The dread of having to do it again to Tyson and Max or later…to Jess and Tala….or Ray and ….Kai. She couldn't do that! Just telling Tristan and Lance to do something like that was destroying her…but what if she had to do that herself? She couldn't do it. Yet part of her also feared…that she would.

"Captain. Your teams next match is in twenty minutes. We need to have a little talk…now. " came a voice in her ear.

Great now Coach wants to "talk". In other words he's going to give me my orders and wants to make sure I follow them through. Well I have no other choice…least not one that I'll accept.

Grudgingly and painfully Angel stood up and made her way to the locker-room of the Celtic Dragons. Fearing the orders she might be given.

"Alright chief so what can we do to beat Psycho 1 and 2." Tyson asked in their locker-room as they waited for their upcoming match.

"Hmm. Well according to my analysis on their blades their blades have exactly 0 flaws. SO not much luck there." Kenny continued to type away on Dizzy looking for a weakness.

"How can a blade be built that perfectly! They don't look that smart." Tyson complained.

"Angel most likely helped them." jess spoke from the bench in the corner of the room.

"what?"

"Angels really good at that as well you know. She can build the perfect blade most of the time atleast. Your not going to find virtually any flaws in their builds so its basically hopeless in that respect."

"What do you suggest then?" asked Max curiously.

"I don't know Maxy. I don't really know Tristan and Lance, I only know OF them. From what angels told me though in the past. Tristan is a top notch competitor who even gave Angel a run for her money a lot of the time. As for Lance, I don't know much at all. All I can say is good luck. There might be a slim chance of finding a weakness in their attacks but don't hope too much after all. They trained with Angel plus she got a few days to go over any of their weakness. And by the way I've seen Angel train, it wouldn't take long for them to overcome any weaknesses."

"So its hopeless." Tyson groaned.

"No. Its just going to be very ,very difficult."

"You're right Jess, it will be tough, but we can beat them. WE are the World champs after all aren't we."

Jess suddenly found herself mumbling under her breath as a thought, a memory occurred to her and her lips unknowingly formed and repeated the voice in her head,

"Titles fade and like a wind blow from bearer to bearer, it is not they that determine whether one wins or loses, it is the iron will of the competitor. The will to win even against all odds. Even against destruction and death itself."

"Whoa. When'd you come up with that Jess?" asked Max as Tyson and the rest looked at her in puzzled awe.

"I didn't. Its something Angel told me once."

"Well Jess, it looks like you were right. There are virtually no flaws in their attacks or defenses from what I can see. I honestly don't know what to tell you guys except to just stick with your normal gameplans and try your hardest. Its almost always been good enough before."

"Chief's right. Our best has almost always been enough before. We just gotta trust that its enough now." Max agreed.

"Yeah! Alright Lets go show these guys some real power!" Tyson exclaimed jumping to his feet as he led the way to the arena in high spirits.

Kai walked moodily behind the excited group deep in thought. He had just now realized that unless Jess or the white Tigers beat The Celtic Dragons tomorrow…he'd have to face her. He'd have to go against Angel and she most likely would be told to destroy Dranzer. He couldn't allow that, but he didn't want Angel to get hurt either. What could he do? His mind was at an impasse and he wondered if he'd ever find a solution.

"There you are Captain." came a voice from the shadows as Angel walked with difficulty towards the locker-room door of the Celtic Dragons.

"Coach." Angel acknowledged trying to keep her voice steady.

"We need to talk about the upcoming match against the Bladebreakers."

Angel simply nodded her head in agreement trying to hold back the urge to punch his lights out.

"You did well annihilating Team Psychics blades. I knew given the proper motivation you'd do anything we asked of you."

Angel snarled angrily at this but didn't say a thing. He was just trying to provoke her and she had to have self-control right now. This was no time to lose it.

"In any case, the Bladebreakers are different opponents. Annihilating their blades is out of the question at the moment. Yet they must be defeated. So you see the little problem we have."

"Cut to the chase Coach, what is it your wanting us to do."

"Hahah that's my girl, always straight to the point. Tenacious to a fault. Very well, The Bladebreakers are to be shut down by any means necessary."

"What do you mean?"

"You will install these in Tristan and Lances blades or Jess will die."

"But sir is that not cheating. What am I installing."

"those, Captain, are not illegal because they've never been heard of before. They are simple devices. Consider them performance enhancers for bit beasts."

"You mean by that that you're merely increasing the level of darkness inside of the Celtic Guardians."

"Precisely."

"Which will make them stronger, faster, and much more powerful and will also affect Tristan and Lance."

"It will make them even more powerful Angel. Maybe even more so than you."

"I cant do that to them. I wont install these. Tristan and Lance can beat those guys fair and square if you'd let them. They were great bladers before they are still now if you'd let them be."

"Am I to understand that you want Jess to die? Alright if that's what you wish." Coach taunted pulling out a cell phone.

"Wait!" Angel sighed in defeat. "I'll do it. Just leave her alone."

"She will remain out of the picture as long as you obey." With that he handed Angel the two small computer chip like discs and left leaving Angel alone with her thoughts.

'How can I protect all those I love and care for when the only way to save one is by condemning another.'

Silently Angel entered the locker-room to find Tristan and Lance waiting for her to give them an order to obey.

Sighing to herself in pure self hatred Angel began. "Give me your blades." she stated calmly.

Obediently Tristan and Lance handed her their blades and then resumed staring blankly ahead of them.

Angel looked at the blades and instantly felt the dark power surging through them. Ryker glowed in her pocket assuringly and yet she wondered fearfully if she'd turn Ryker into this. How could she? He meant so much to her how could she betray him like that? Then an idea came to her. She had the blades in her hand, what if she released the bit-beasts from their dark influence instead of adding to it? Could they in turn free Tristan and Lance from theirs? Then again what if they lost the battle? Jess would die. Or worse what if Coach found out, which he surely would, then he'd kill Jess just for spite. Then he'd hold Kai against me. There was no way out of this mess it seemed. For he could use virtually the whole world population against her. He knows I would never willingly endanger anyones' life just for my own. Funny, my greatest trait, seems to be my Achilles heel sometimes. Grudgingly she murmured a prayer for Tristan and Lance before installing the computer chip like discs on top of the weight disc and right under the bit chip of both of them before handing them back to Tristan and Lance.

"Lets go." Angel commanded downheartedly as she led the way to the arena. 'I hope someday Max and Tyson can forgive me for this.'

"Welcome to the final semi final round of today's Regional tournament. I'm Brad best here with A.J. topper and let me tell you this is going to be one heck of a beybattle.!"

"You said it Brad. The Bladebreakers are always a huge threat in these tournaments and you cant help but think their reputation is a bit intimidating."

"I agree A.J., but lets not forget about the Celtic Dragons. These guys have taken the tournament by storm destroying all in their path it seems. They flew by the White Tigers team earlier today and Not too long ago destroyed team Psychic…literally. "

"I know I'm honestly unsure of how in the world this is going to turn out. "

"That makes two of us Brad."

" And wait, here come the teams!"

Tyson and Max walked out excitedly onto the platform the dish was on and waved happily to the crowds of fans.

Next walked out Angel flanked by Tristan and Lance. She stoppede by their team bench then turned to them to give them their orders.

"Don't lose this one. Tyson has a strong offense but he depends way too much on Dragoon to win his battles. Max is very defensive oriented so don't expect him to beon the attack too often. Failure wont be acceptable. Understood."

Tristan and Lance nodded and turned to go.

"And another thing…don't destroy their blades."

Tristan grunted in reply then left with Lance at his side as they climbed onto the platform and waited for the countdown.

Angel sat on the team bench and looked over at Kai, Ray, and Kenny on the opposing side sitting watching Tyson and Max. Kenny had his laptop open and was planning to record the battle. Ray sat with an intense stare fixed on the dish and Kai sat with his eyes closed and arms folded across his chest. 'hmm' Angel thought, 'Kenny might be able to trace the disc I installed into the blades if so, what will happen? Ray's avoiding making eye contact at me though he does send death glares at me and up at me "team" every now and then. And Kai, he's doing what I expected him to in public. Acting his normal cold uncaring self. ' Angel looked up into the crowd with her eyes conspicuously looking for Jess. Then she saw her sitting with the White Tigers next to Tala as usual who strangely enough was sitting pretty close to her. Closer than he needed to be. Angel shoved the thought aside. Though she had to admit if she were still with the Burning Dawn shed have a heck of a fun time teasing Jess about this. Too bad she'd never get the chance to have fun like that again. The countdown soon began jolting Angel out of her thoughts as her focus returned to the battle at hand. 'They had better win this!' Angel thought desperately…'Jess life depends on it!'

"3...2...1, Let it rip!"

The four blades flew into the dish and began circling madly. Suddenly Max broke off and centered himself in a defensive tactic while Tyson circled him taunting the other to attack. Tristan and Lance smirked to themselves and together their blades starting flying toward Tyson at ramming speed yet at the last moment they dodged on either side of him slammed into Draciel and using the rebound they expected slammed into Tyson from behind.

"What!" Tyson screamed as Dragoon went flying into the air and barely landed inside the dish.

"That was close."

"Yeah too close." Max agreed.

Tristan and Lance smirked evilly to themselves as they prepared to call out their bit beasts. They could sense the evil waiting to be poured into them and they wanted it. At lightning speed they began circling the dish around Tyson and Max.

"What are they doing?" Tyson asked confusedly. Then suddenly his answer came.

The blades were going so fast that it looked like a continual band of mixed hues of color around Tyson and Max's' blades when out of nowhere they would attack then disappear into that band of color only to reappear and attack. Over and over this was happening and Tyson and Max soon found they couldn't get out of this circle and they couldn't seem to block the attack because they couldn't see where they were coming from or know where'd they hit form next.

"Chief, can you get them out of this one?" Ray started .

"I don't know Ray. it's a brilliant attack but I haven't found a good counter for it yet. Max and Tyson will have to hold on or figure something out on their own until I crack whatever it is their doing."

Tyson looked at his weakening blade. This was not good. Dragoon couldn't handle much more of this. What could he do? Max was wondering the same thing but neither of them had come up with anything. Max' defenses were starting to fail him and Draciel was slowing down as was Dragoon.

"Tyson, what are we going to do?"

"I..I dunno. We're not gonna give up that's for sure!"

Suddenly the band of color around them vanished. Tyson and Max looked confusedly around wondering where in the world the other two blades had gone. When suddenly, they heard Tristan and Lance command their bit-beats to attack in voices that seemed a bit unlike their own. Tyson and Max still saw no blades until they heard a deep terrifying roaring and snarling above them. They looked up just in time to see two terrifying dragons with eyes of complete darkness, claws and fangs of black fire and blasts of dark flames of night soaring down at their blades. They tried to evade the attacks but it was no use. In a flash of darkness that engulfed the entire stadium, it was over.

When light finally penetrated the darkness it revealed two blades spinning a bit weakly and two blades laying motionless next to them.

"Dragoon!" Tyson wailed picking up his defeated blade in shock.

"Draciel." Max mumbled picking up his blade as well.

" We…lost" Tyson muttered disbelievingly.

Tristan and Lance called back their blades and walked back over to Angel who stood and found her gaze wandering over to the confused and dazed Tyson and Max filled with pity and remorse.

"Well done Captain. Jess is safe, for today it seems." came her Coach's' voice in her earpiece.

Angel wanted nothing more than to quit all of this right now. To go over and apologize to them to make this all stop or better yet to wake up from this nightmare. But as much as she wanted that, it was all still here. It was still happening, it was still her fault, her choice, and nothing could ever change that.

"The limo's waiting out in front. You have ten minutes to get there." the voice stated once again.

Tearing her gaze off of Tyson and Max Angel dared one glance at Kai making sure she met his stare before casually dropping her head and glancing at the bench before leading Tristan and Lance out towards the front where their limo would be waiting.

Kai caught the secret look and realized she wanted him to look at the bench. There was something there she wanted him to see. But what?

He waited awhile before casually walking by it pretending to be going to meet up with the White Tigers and Jess and Tala. He looked over at the Bench as he walked by and noticed a very small piece of paper folded up on it. At first it simply looked like trash but from the look Angel had given Kai he knew it wasn't. Without bringing any attention to himself Kai picked up the trash and put it in his pocket so that he could read it as soon as he got out of the arena and to somewhere more private. Walking through the packed corridor Kai decided the best place to go would be to the roof . He disappeared leaving his team to deal with Max and Tyson's loss as he walked through the restricted doorway down the familiar hallway, up the stairs till he finally came to the roof. He sat down comfortably leaning against the building wall before fishing the small piece of paper out of his pocket. Carefully he opened it and read it.

Kai,

I'm sorry. I hope one day you and the others will forgive me for this, but I'm afraid its something I must do.

Forgive me.

Angel

Kai looked at the note knowing she probably took a risk writing it yet he knew she had wanted to say that ever since she left to them. AS he stared at the note he wondered why he suddenly felt so heartbroken. So worried. Could it be? N. There was no way he actually cared about Angel. Yet he knew he did. Perhaps it wasn't being deprived of sleep that made him think and feel this way, what if, just maybe he liked Angel. Could that be even possible? it's not like she could ever care for him, or could she? This was all so confusing! He didn't understand this. The thought of being with Angel simply did things to him. Whenever he was around her it was like he was different. He was free. Yet the thought of being without her, of never seeing her again killed him inside. Since when did he feel? Leave it to life to make him feel virtually nothing for most of his life then overwhelm him with feelings all at once. Whether he cared for her or not thought, one thing was clear. He wasn't going to let them have her. He destroyed the note, if they found it Angel would be in big trouble, then stood up to look out over the front of the building. He could see the limo waiting down below. The limo that was waiting for Angel and her team. Looking out he saw that he could see virtually the whole city from here and decided to wait and watch where the limo went. Within a minute Angel and her team and entered the limo and he watched it take off down the street as he marked where it went silently in his mind. He watched the small black speck turn off the main highway and into a shady forested road from there on he could see nothing but he didn't see any other roads leading into it. So he decided that now was as good a time as any to go after Angel.

The Bladebreakers hadn't found it unusual that Kai had disappeared, it was quite normal of him to do so. But what surprised them was when they stepped out the front doors and were given a note by some kid whom they supposed was a fan or what not, At first they thought he wanted an autograph but when he shook his head they opened it to find a note from Kai.

Be back later. Go on without me.

Kai

"Well quite informative as always huh. " Tyson joked.

"Yeah." agreed Ray.

"Hey guys, isn't that Kai!" exclaimed Max as he pointed to a figure mounting a bike and reving the engine.

"Yeah. What's he doing?" Tyson asked aloud.

Yet before any of them could even get his attention he was gone speeding down the street as he recalled which way the limo had taken.

'I'm coming for you Angel. Just hold on. I intend on keeping my promise.'

Okay I think that was one of my worst chapters. least thats how I feel about it right now. I dunno. It was just so long to come up with. but yeah least you got a lot of stuff happening so that should hold you maybe a day or two till i get the next chapter up which will be good since now we've got Kai going to try and save Angel now. Who also thinks he mgiht actually have feelings for her. MAn I can have fun with that. But yeah please review if you can. And hope i didnt kill you of boredom. later and peace out.

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