Demon Of My Heart
By: Salvaged Wings
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Violence, Eventual M/M, OC Main
Note: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters.
Summary: Death, pain, and suffering; three words that sum up so many people. The BBA can't control the death, the BladeBreakers with Tala can only try to deal with the cause, but only B.O.F. will feel the true wrath of someone who finally gains control; who finds freedom too sweet to give up.
Prologue
Document: 11-b
Verification: 87fb4
Date: N/A
Status: Unknown
The doctors and scientists here have received word that we are to create something akin to the 'perfect' blader for the rising company called B.O.F., or as they call it 'Bladers Of The Future'. This task isn't something we have taken up by our own will, but after the fall of Voltaire many of us were picked up from the confines of the Abbey and placed here--against our will.
These people wish for the 'perfect' blader to lead a handful of chosen bladers against the current reigning teams of power. They want to possess their bitbeasts, and I can only admit that I fear whatever may happen to those ancient powers. Now another case like this had popped up over the years that beyblading has been going on, but the boy called Zeo had turned against his creator; his father. What may come of this being that we are to create, and this bitbeast to go along with him?
Signed: Dr. Morrison
Document: 54-c
Verification: 87fb4
Date: N/A
Status: Undergoing
It has been a long several months indeed, and with the persisting pressure of B.O.F. it is hard to put where we currently are now in the progressing project. We have indeed genetically created someone to the liking of the company, and this being has been a mere one out of one hundred--only it and a few others had survived. Genetic enhancements have been put forth, and with accelerated growth this being is finally at the ripe age of 17 and ready to, for the lack of more precise words, to dominate.
The bitbeast we have been working on isn't a very friendly one; it's more mutated like those from Russia are. However I fear that the bitbeast will only listen and have loyalty towards the teen which is to wield it. What will come to be if someone takes away the bitbeast, or it gets free? No one can say for certain, but the death of many will certainly be something to dwell on.
Signed Dr. Morrison
Document: 43-d
Verification: 87fb4
Date: N/A
Status: Complete
Our worse fears have come to be; this male we have created is just as deadly as he had been created to be; he has made his first kill.. A doctor who prodded him one too many times. I can only hope that his dangerous nature will eventually mellow out, though I believe there is more to this male than one could ever assume. He loves to read--his mind can devour books within mere days. Possibly there is hope for him yet--I will pray for him, and for those who are to be his enemies.
The bitbeast we have mutated has taken a severe liking to the male we have also created, and over the course of another few months they have been inseparable. One day the company's owner will go too far, will push them both too far--this will be the day that will test everyone from both sides of this. Can anyone really handle this male, this human being who has come to have something of a tender heart towards the living?
Singed: Dr. Morrison
Document: 96-f
Verification: 87fb4
Date: N/A
Status: Chaos
It has happened. The company has learned of the soft nature that the male we have created possesses, and they are using it against him. If the male ever does something wrong, losses a battle, or anything of the such his team is punished, and more often than not he will take their beating for them because he wishes no more harm to come upon them than what has already come into play. The male had learned true pain, and he had hardened himself to be someone he had never wanted to be even if he was created to be that very monster he despised; he'd have to keep killing, for his 'Master's sake.
This will be my last posting of information--I fear these documents have been found out by B.O.F., and if they have I will be dead within days of posting this. I hope to any who get a hold of these documents that they take action against what has been done--please correct this horrible wrong so many have been forced to do. The first tournament the male will be in will be in the beginning of February and hosted in the North American continent. I pray that B.O.F. be taken down some how, and that the male that has been created genetically.. I wish for him to be taken care of, or put out of his misery if need be. If I could pull the trigger myself I would…
Signed: Dr. Morrison
The roar of the crowds, the thrill in the air, the adrenaline pulsing through every blader's veins--no one could hope for a better environment. The BBA had chosen a newer location to host the tournament, the building smelling of fresh paint and the new waxed floor slick under the fleet. This building, a dome of sort, was located in the state of Ohio within the Ohio Valley of the United States--February left it to be snowy and cold within the hilly lands, and yet the weather couldn't damper the moods of those within the mighty new building. Several small teams had come to play in the tournament, though the BBA had chosen the BladeBreakers as the honorary team of the tournament; they'd be competing as well.
Mr. Dickinson had chosen to show up as well, settling himself within one of the many seats of the Valley Bey-Stadium as his warm yet intriguing eyes gazed about the several beyblading dishes below where the teams were meeting and greeting one another. He quickly picked out the form of Tyson and Daichi, though Max wasn't far behind them nor was Kenny and Hilary. The only two of the family-like team that were lagging behind were Rei and Kai, as they tended to be more reserved than the rest of the team. The man began to wonder why they had even bothered to drag everyone over to another continent for a small tournament, but he had to smile them Tyson refused to leave anyone behind.
Most of the teams there, the older man noticed, were locals from around the area, however there was one team that everyone seemed to be straying away from as if repelled away. Leaning forward the chairman gave a low hum, recognizing the team as a new one that wasn't from around the area, but from the northern regions of Canada where few seemed to live. After observing the new team, their strange cloaked attired being dismissed, the man soon found himself thrilled to the bone as the announcer came forth and stated the tournament would begin after all teams had left the floor. The response was instant, the crowd cheering the as the teams urged on the noise before disappearing into their respective locker rooms.
The lights dimmed and the crowd grew hushed, and soon the lights around the center beyblading dish were lit and the announcer, a young flirty looking girl, spread her arms wide, welcoming all to the stadium. "Welcome one and all to the Valley Stadium! All teams qualifying to enter this tournament have been read the rules, so I'll spare you of the boring specifics so we can get to the show! Now why don't you welcome the Silver Fang bladers of the Ohio Valley and our visitors from the north the Demon Knights!' introduced the female with a wink before leaping from the edge of the beydish as the two teams exited the locker rooms and came out to stand on their own respective side.
"Who do you think is going to win this round, Kai?" questioned Rei as he came up next to his team captain at the exit of the for left locker rooms. His amber eyes were taking in both teams, having his own guess yet wanting to confirm it with Kai's own words--he had mostly predicted right before, so his opinion was highly valued.
"It's really no contest--the only challenge that we are going to see here is the Demon Knights. They'll win every match flawlessly," commented Kai, though he didn't elaborate as he mere gave a shrug of his shoulders and fell quiet to watch as the match started. Sure enough the Demon Knights too out their opponents without any problem.
Turning the BladeBreakers captain moved back into the hallway of all the locker room doors, listening to the light footfalls of Rei who fell into step next to him without a word. They both returned to the locker room with their teammates to watch the rest of the matches that they weren't involved in on the television that was supplied in their locker room; Tyson wouldn't have anything less, otherwise he'd be out making a racket on the be stadium's battling floor.
Near hours later, after intermissions to rest weary bladers and to feed those who needed it, the battled came to an end where the BladeBreakers were put against the Demon Knights just as Kai had predicted--only to have the team from the north withdraw from the tournament just before the bey-battle was to begin making the BladeBreakers the winners without even having to battle the other team; a first for them. Though the other team had many fouls placed upon them, as several other bladers were injured due to the violent ways the Demon Knights battled--it was like the Russian Tournament all over again.
"We scared them away!" proclaimed Tyson once they were back in the hotel they were all staying at, a wide grin upon his face as he placed his fists upon his hips. "I'd be afraid of me, too. The poor kids didn't know what to do with themselves, so they ran because they couldn't handle out team. Ha, they feared us!" he concluded just before Max and Daichi tackled him to the carpeted floor and started a wrestling match.
Kenny and Hilary spent the rest of the night trying to break the tree apart, claiming they had broken enough things while wrestling in the morning--the maids hadn't been very happy and the hotel owner could only gape of the boundless energy the three males had. After wrestling a game of tag had been initiated, leaving Hilary in a rage and Kenny huffing about wanting to get some sleep before they were kicked out of the hotel for being unruly.
During the whole event with the others Kai as withdrawn to his room for the night, Rei not far behind as he approached the stoic leader who was now leaning against the frame of the sliding glass door that led out onto a small balcony. The Chinese male knew he'd have to head back down stairs sooner of later to tame the three sugar addicts before Hilary killed them, but he settled now to merely speak with Kai about what was on his mind.
"You feel as if there was something off about that team just suddenly handing the win over and withdrawing from the tournament, don't you?" questioned Rei lightly with a smile, earning only a 'hn' from the crimson eyed teen before nodding to himself, as if agreeing. "They didn't have the very kindest of ways going about winning, but they didn't seem as if they were going to let anyone take them down--so why withdraw before their battle with us?"
"I don't know, but there is no doubt we'll be seeing them again in another tournament," replied Kai as his calm eyes gazed out the glass of the door and out into the hills of the Ohio Valley. He wanted answers, yet only assumptions came to his mind--perhaps another tournament and meeting with the team would lead to a further development. "You'd better get down stairs before Tyson breaks another vase.."
Taking this as a sign that his friend wished for time alone to think Rei smiled, and slipped from the room noiselessly to go deal with the threesome of boundless trouble. Hilary huffed by and slammed the door to her room shut just after brushing past Rei, and soon Kenny was up the stairs and into the room he shared with Max looking worn and irritated; Max would probably find himself crashing with the other two stooges by the end of the night if he kept up acting as if he was only and endless rush of energy.
It had taken some smooth talking on Rei's part to finally get all three to calm down and meander into the same room, leaving Kenny some peace and quiet for once. The hotel and maids had given him a thankful look before he returned back to the room he shared with Kai only to find the other already in bed and asleep, oblivious to the noise that Tyson and Daichi had made as they run up he stairs full speed.
They had all been asleep for hours, the grandfather clock on the first floor signaling it was three in the morning, when the near entire hotel was woken up to a glass breaking scream that echoes down the halls and sent even the deepest sleeper Tyson sprawling onto the floor wide-eyed from having fall off the bed due to the sudden eardrum reverberating scream. No sooner was there another scream and cry out for help, all sounding suspiciously like Hilary, who was rooming alone due to being the only female among them all. However the sounds were suddenly cut off and silence filled the stuffy air.
With Max and Daichi struggling to get untangled from the covers Tyson was free to get to the door of the room first, only to have the two run into his back just as he opened the door; they were all in a haste to see what was happening. Kai and Rei were already in the hall along with Kenny, whom didn't look very healthy as his skin was a few pale shades different than normal, after all he had been closest to Hilary's room out of them all. Other occupants of the hotel were already looking out of their room doors at them, but ignoring this Kai kicked in the door after finding it locked, yet he proceeded no further into the room as a faint step was taken back and his face twisted into a look of disgust.
Behind Kai was Rei, peering over his shoulder only to take in a sharp breath at the bloody sight the room was, and Kenny was the first to give and emotional cry out as he crumpled to the floor only to have Max swoop down to gather him together in a comforting hug. Tyson and Daichi both turned their heads away, eyes closing against the mess in the room. There had been a struggle, as the covers upon the bed were strewn about the room in a mess, and twisted in a strange angle on the floor was the body of Hilary, how lifeless eyes staring towards the door to her room. Her throat was cut, though her night shirt had been tugged up only enough to reveal a disemboweling gash across her midsection. However she, even now, wasn't alone in the room as two figures stood on the rail of her balcony; a feral looking female grinning at the BladeBreakers and a taller male with his back to everyone, as if ashamed.
"Ta ta now, play nicely boys," called the female before she very well leapt off the balcony's railing, her soft landing heard as a muffled thud to the ears of the others. The male turned around for a mere moment, blood splattered and smeared across his pale face and his silver eyes meeting Kai's gaze sadly only to turn and follow the female's lead--by the time Kai got to the window to go after them they were well out of sight and their path was hidden by the forest covered lands of the valley.
That night Hilary wasn't the only one to die, but report after report came into the police station and to the BBA--nearly very team that had attended the Valley Tournament had lost someone on their team, most reporting the sighting of a male and female at the crime scene who fled just as people showed up. Everyone was on end, but the BladeBreakers returned home with a heavy heart and a funeral to attend to.
A week had drifted by, and soon a month faded into two before the whole incident was forgotten by the general public. Tala had given Kai a call about the matter, asking if things were okay and soon coming to visit the whole team simply because he didn't believe any of them when they said they were fine; their voices often deceived them. The Blitzkrieg Boys had broken up awhile ago, and Tala had found himself often coming down from Russia to Japan for a visit to the Granger household where everyone of the BladeBreakers resided at as a family. Only then did he learn that Tyson's grandfather had died not too long after the whole incident they had with Boris and his bladers. Cancer had taken the old man, yet he wasn't easily forgotten.
It was a warm day in Japan where everyone was relaxing in a spacious yard of blooming trees when the next incident occurred, though it was more subtle than the last--it didn't end in a death. Kai was the first to noticed the male standing at the side of the dojo, far enough away where the others wouldn't notice him. If it were for the silvery eyes the Russian would've dismissed him, but he could never forget the eyes he saw when Hilary was murdered--he hadn't been close to the girl, but she was still somehow a strange addition to their odd team-like family.
Rising to his feet, a dark look firmly placed within his eyes, Kai stalked towards the tall silver-eyed male with a clear purpose; he'd break his neck in return for having killed Hilary. As he approached Kai noticed the uncertain, almost fearful look within those silver eyes as they darted about, looking at anything but Kai now as they flitted from here to there. It was when the teen stepped back, away from the Russian as he came even closer that Kai finally slowed his advances and set his jaw firmly, almost as if he was waiting for an attack.
"Life is a precious thing.." mumbled the silver-eyed teen as his fingers worried at the edge of the dark cloak he was wearing despite the warm weather, almost as if he was cold or hiding from someone other than the BladeBreakers. "Understand I don't like taking it--it's a sin, and I'll suffer even more for it.. But I've come to warn you--don't be here at the dojo tonight…Make everyone stay somewhere else." That was all Kai got before the male was suddenly in motion, fleeing as if something was chasing him and up over the wall around the dojo before the Russian could respond.
This was how things began… That night no one was murdered, but the motion had already been set. The question was, how would things end?