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.

Chapter I

"Where the hell have you been, Renor?" demanded Zera with a hiss as her violet eyes glowered at the taller male that was just now entered the underground complex they lived within. He was three and a half hours late for their appointed meeting time, and she was furious for the lack of conviction her team leader clearly had.

The only response the female was given was a flat stare, eyes of silver evenly holding her gaze before Zera finally flinched away from the lack of emotion and settled with crossing her arms at her chest and sinking into the plush chair she had been peering around. Renor continued further into the living quarters only to come face to face with the third member of the team they made up and be forced to stop in his tracks once more.

"Master wants a word with you--he's not very happy with your actions and lack of dedication," warned Kian, his broad shoulders stiff while his gaze was soft; he understood Renor a good deal more than Zera did, as the female enjoyed the thrill of the hunt a little too much for the taste of the males on the same team. After a moment he stepped aside, allowing Renor to pass by him, body turning so the taller teen wouldn't have to risk contact with the passing--he had never liked being touched, they all learned the hard way, everyone but Master, at least.

"He's going to be in a shit load of trouble, and he knows it. The ass was supposed to be here hours ago, but no," exaggerated Zera with a roll of her eyes and a snort of disgust. "He thinks he's better than us, but he'll learn one way or another that it's Master's way or no way at all. You know as well as I do where he was the last few hours, Kian. Just go ahead and take a wild guess as to where he could've gone when he has no where to even go."

"You need to watch your mouth Zera, or you'll be the one getting a punishment from Master. Do not speak ill about Renor; he may have been created to kill and conquer, but we both know that he despises killing anything that's living," defended Kian hotly, though he knew what she was going to come back with before she said it--it was always the same thing, always the same argument. "We both know he went to warn the bladers we were supposed to kill."

"But that's his damn problem!" proclaimed Zera as she snapped forward to slam her fist against the table before her causing the piece of furniture to shake with the force of the blow. "He was created by Master just to kill, he was hand picked from a hundred different subjects created. He has to kill! His reason for being is to destroy, is to rid life of people, not to keep them living. Renor really is a born killer, and no one can deny that fact. After all it was what he was bred for. To kill; to destroy."

"One day you'll see him like the world should," put forth Kian with a slow, meaningful smile that always made Zera glare daggers at him. "And that will be the day he accepts what he was created to do for but a moment--he'll kill you, he'll kill Master, and yes Renor will even kill me. He will destroy his past, but it's all a waiting game of when he'll snap. Everyone snaps. You did; I did. Renor will as well, and when he does everyone will feel the pain he carries inside of him."

"Oh boo-ho. I'll kill him before he ever kills me, cut his throat just like I did that girl's. His body will be fed to the wolves, and I will have the last laugh as usual," smirked Zera before she shrugged and rose from the plush chair. Making sure her boots were securely tied she moved towards the door, snatching her cloak from the hook on the wall and throwing it around her shoulders just before exiting the underground complex to see if Renor did indeed warn their next target.

Moving down the twisted halls Renor picked out a staircase out of the many within the labyrinth, something that had been built when he had been getting too bored with things and was getting into things; files, documents, things of the such. The staircase led to a door, a fancy wooden one with a elaborate bronze handle and lightly he tested to handle to see if it was lock. Finding the handle to twist Renor pushed to door inwards, slipping into a strange study-like room that look partially like an office in some aspects. He hated seeing Master, as it always meant pain; always.

Passing his gaze around the dully lit room he gave a sigh, noting how it was void of anyone other than himself in it meaning Master was in another room of the building. This had always meant bad things for him, and he had an idea where the man he was looking for could be; the more elaborate room of pain where the carpet was replaced with concrete and the walls were windowless, a place he dreaded more than Zera, whom he was getting tired and annoyed with as the months passed.

Stepping out into the hall, more brightly lit than the room he had just been in, Renor found himself squinting against the light that always seemed to hurt his eyes. The night was what he liked, and more often than not he forsaken sleep just to stay up during the night and to be able to see more clearly. There was no one in the hall this night; Master always sent them away when he was going to be punishing someone, namely Renor. Another hard lesson that was soon learned was that fighting back wasn't acceptable--he'd broken the Master's nose the first go at punishment and had paid dearly for it. Though trained in self-defense and with his bitbeast always within the back of his mind and in his heart he was never allowed to go against Master when he was being punished, but that hadn't stopped him a few times.

Coming to stand next to the steel-framed door he knew so well Renor turned to stare at the looming form of metal, taking a step back from the room in a show of fear--he often thought he would rather die than to take another step into that room, and yet obedience always kicked in as it did now and he'd walk in, just as he was doing. History always repeated itself this way, as he could never avoid coming within the room; he was trained to obey. The frame of steel shut heavily behind him and his silver eyes settled upon his Master, upon burly and wicked looking bald man with beady dark eyes, eyes that hated Renor. This night had started so well for the teen, and as it would start now as something else it would also end with the rising of the sun and his body screaming in pain, broken to the world until he sunk into unconsciousness.

"Some one told you, warned you of what was going to happen," accused Tala from across the meeting table where he, Kai, Rei and Mr. Dickinson sat. Tyson and the others had been sent away on some kind of 'vacation' while things were handled and so they could better soothe over the wound that was still open from Hilary's death. The red-head had some how, over time, weeded his way into their strange family and wouldn't be removed. He had nothing else to go to, after all.

"I wasn't going to say anything about it while the others were around--they are in enough pain as it is. I trust you to react accordingly, Tala; Rei is levelheaded and wouldn't act so rashly as the others would, but yes.. The truth is that someone did indeed warn me," put forth Kai as he met Tala in a staring match, but he was first to look away and gaze down thoughtfully. "However I don't really understand why the person who warned me did so--he had killed all the others who were murdered, after all."

"You're telling me the guy that killed all those teens, that murdered Hilary 'told' you he was going to kill again, Kai?" questioned Tala in disbelief, somehow not able to bring himself to believe such an irrational thought; why would the killer warn someone to keep them from dying? A glance towards Rei proved that the Chinese youth was just as perplexed by the matter, but the chairman merely remained silent, as it lettering things come out now before saying anything.

"There was someone with him all those other times, that girl that I had saw him with at the hotel before they jumped form the balcony. He was alone this time, frightened even," stated Kai, feeling as if he owed the silver-eyed teen some defense considering he had saved anyone else from the BladeBreakers from being murdered. "I think he's being forced to do all this, like how Boris controlled you and how my grandfather controlled me," added Kai, as if to attempt to put a salve on his harsh words. Tala wasn't one to like to be reminded of Boris, not after all of what had happened.

"Then lets put it this way," spoke up Rei, his amber eyes tired and uneasy with the argument that was going on. "This male is both an enemy and something of an ally, meaning caution needs to be had when he is around. If someone seems him, we should take it as a warning if and only if he isn't with this girl we have saw him with. If he's with her then we should assume he means to kill us, as that is what all the facts suggest, okay? Good," ended Rei, his gaze and posture just daring anyone to contradict him or speak out against his conclusion. There had been enough fighting as it was, he wanted it ended.

After silence had reigned for a few minutes, allowing tempters to die away and calmness to better set in the chairman nodded his head, as if confirming something to himself first before actually raising his voice to converse with the three males. The BBA wasn't really sure how to handle all this, but he was hoping to enlist the help of Kai, Tala, and Rei. "I can't give you fact about who these people are--I don't know them. However I wish for you to attend a tournament being held in Asia to better put a hold on a suspicion I have. You'll see the Demon Knights there again, and with no info on them to go by, as the company they are with withholds it, I'm afraid you'll be going in blindly. I have faith in you though, and with this faith I have a hope as well that my suspicions are indeed wrong, but if they are not… We all may be in a life threatening danger."

"When aren't we?" questioned Rei slowly, his amber eyes settling upon Mr. Dickinson accusingly; the chairman always seemed to be doing something to either put them in danger or push them onto their toes for a battled. Someone had already died, but there was indeed a chance, he felt, that something of the such could and would possibly happen once more. "Look, just get us on a plane there already--we need to rest after all that has gone on. Also we can't go by the BladeBreakers name without everyone else. So I suggest we call ourselves something else."

"Another name? Of course, I hadn't thought about that," admitted the older man before he smiled and rose to his feet. "You may call yourselves whatever you wish, just don't stay up too long thinking about it because your plane leaves in seven hours, bright and early. Pack your things back at the dojo, it should be safe by now, as it has been a few days since the incident. Do be careful though," offered the man before he moved to the door and held it open for the teens who offered goodbyes as they slipped past the man and down the hall.

The walk back to the dojo, refusing to ride in a limo to the place and wanted to get some fresh air, the three males didn't speak a word to one another, allowing a comforting silence to take place around them. The noisy streets around their forms as they walked were blocked out, each within their own sea of thoughts about the course of events that had happened. Above all Kai was pleased the rest of his team was safe, and Rei was happy with the fact the White Tigers hadn't been bothered. Tala, well, he was just content with the fact he wasn't being carted around with the hyperactive three stooges, and he couldn't understand how Kai dealt with them for so long.

By the time they reached the dojo they were ready for a good rest, only to reminded that it wasn't exactly safe to be staying at the home after the warning Kai had received from the silver-eyed male. However they all agreed to stay in the same room, as it was harder to not wake three light sleepers than it was to wake one alone. Each had packed their belongings, and as they checked the clock an hour and a half had passed and night had long ago set in. Rei had made himself a nice bed of blankets on the floor, curling up and falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Kai and Tala weren't far behind, sharing the full sized bed for the night instead of bothering to hunt down more blankets from other rooms--the night was cold enough as it was.

A light tapping on the window of the room the three were sleeping in woke up Tala, blue eyes opening slowly in their sleepy state as they moved towards the source of the noise. He had to blink twice to clear his eyesight and the make sue he wasn't seeing anything because there was indeed someone at the window, gently rapping upon the glass only to stop once realizing someone was actually awake within the room; it was Renor, or as the others knew him 'the silver eyed teen'. Sitting up Tala watched uneasily as the male at the window, currently balancing himself on a tree branch, waved for Tala to come closer.

Carefully slipping out of bed, as so not to wake Kai or Rei, the red-head stepped over the sleeping form on the floor and slipped off the bed. Slowly he padded towards the window, readying himself to attack if need be. It was only then that eh noticed the window was locked, and after a glance back to Kai he unlatched the window and pushed it up enough where he could speak with Renor yet the other wouldn't be able to get in without making a bit racket. Blue eyes narrowed icily, waiting for the other to say something, to answer the unspoken question of why he was here.

"I though I told one of you that it wasn't safe here?" whispered the male with silver eyes, his voice soft enough to not even awake Kai from his slumber. However just as Tala was about to respond a long fingered hand shot into the room to cover Tala's mouth, silver eyes glancing from side to side before the owner of those eyes shook his head slowly and pressed his form more closely to the side of the dojo. Not seconds later did two more voices wisp through the air.

"Damn it, where the hell did he go this time? That asshole, we're supposed to be going back home already. The night-loving freak needs to stop wandering off or Master is going to give him a harsh enough beating for punishment that he isn't going to be able to move properly for days," spat Zera, her voice hinting of a growl as her footsteps crossed the room of the dojo lightly, the sound of another following her a bit more heavily being heard as well.

"And if he heard you say that.. I'm going to have to laugh when he's the one punishing 'you' for saying things like that about him. I tell you every single day that he despises what he has to do, but no you just have to keep on nagging on him. Can't you just lay off for one day and give him some room to breath before he actually does snap and kill everyone he sees in a blind rage. Don't give me that look," grinned Kian before laughing lowly. "You know just as I do that he can and will at some point beat some sense into you."

The voices faded after a few minutes, and Tala growing irritated that the hand was still on his mouth bit the male, hard. There was little warning though as the other retaliated the bite, hand jerking away before flying forward again to lay a punch across Tala's left cheek. With a faint stumble back, surprised at the action thought not sure why, Tala glared at Renor who just stared back with the very same look he gave to Zera when she tried to glare him down, however the desired effect took longer than it did with the female, and Renor judged this as the male having more backbone than Zera did.

"I'll warn you only once more.." started the silver-eyed teen as he rubbed his bitten hand, body shifting to settle back upon the tree back further away from the window, the moonlight hitting his face just enough to show chin-length black bangs hanging over a deeply bruised and discolored pale cheek. "Don't stay here again--it isn't safe," and with that his bent knees provided enough momentum to jump high enough to land upon the roof, waking the other's purposefully with a heavy landing before running off to follow after his teammates.

"Care to explain?" asked Kai, who was not sitting up just as Rei was and looking at Tala for an answer not only for the noise, the window being open, and the strange look on his face but also for the mark of red along his left cheek and a thin line of blood where nail had met skin. They both watched as Tala closed the window and latched it, though not before looking out as if making sure someone was gone.

"That guy you claimed warned you was back, said not to stay here again because it wasn't safe," answered Tala bluntly as he touched the mark on his cheek only to rub off the line of blood with the sleeve of his night shirt. "But that was after he deliberately hid himself from two others ho were looking for him, covering my mouth while he was at it..so I bit him. He punched me in the face in return, of, and as for your little observation Rei.. That girl, or so I suppose it was her, was one of the ones looking for him, so that theory is out of the window for certain.

"As you said though," continued Tala more deliberately, making his way back to bed after pulling shut the curtains, "He seemed a bit uneasy, and though you really didn't get much of a look of his face I got a glimpse… He was bruised, like someone had beaten the living hell out of him, but I supposed what the girl was saying could be true then. Called some person 'Master' and claimed he punished our visitor with beatings for doing something wrong. Damn it, it's Boris all over again," sighed Tala.

"At least we have learned how to deal with someone like him, though a shame others don't have the same luxury," shrugged Kai as he shifted himself to lay back down and to sleep again, his eyes closing once he felt the bed sink down and Tala pull the covers back over himself as well. Rei gave a quiet yawn, and the shifting upon the floor signaled that he too was settling down for a few more hours of sleep until they were required to be at the airport. Perhaps how they would be left alone by the murderers of the night.

Morning had come all too soon for the three males, yet they quietly rose from their spot of sleeping and went about their morning rituals of getting dressed, brushing their teeth, and getting a bite to eat at a corner café before heading back to the dojo to gather their things. The ride to the airport within a cab they had called was uneventful, and the driver had shut up half way there after getting an icy look from Tala and Kai alike; the three merely wanted as much peace as they could get until the tournament. Of course there was still the little matter of what they'd call themselves.

They didn't have long to wait until their plane was called on the loud speaker for the beginning of boarding. The flight would only be a few hours long, yet the chairman had still selected them to have first class seats near one another. The flight attendant was softly spoken and helpful, placing small carry-on baggage into the overhead compartments without much of a complaint. Her politeness carried through into her instructions of what to do if something happened while the plane was in flight, or if there was to be a crash landing. With Rei sitting next to the window, Kai to his right, and Tala to Kai's right the three sat next to each other in comfort, allowing the hum of life that filed through the cabin to drift past them as the two Russians chose to sleep and Rei allowing himself to get enthralled with a mystery book.

Everything continued to go smoothly from the flight onwards, as the landing was clean and the airport wasn't overly crowded jut yet. There were a few who recognized who they were, fans mostly of beyblading, yet unlike several other times the teams had been traveling it was easy to deal with and not hard to get away from. Their luggage arrived safely to the airport, and upon finding their ride the teens also found their luggage already stored away within the limo appointed by Mr. Dickinson to drive them to the hotel they would be staying at--one without a balcony for good measure. No one wanted a repeat of what had happened last time.

The room had two twin sized beds, though Tala was quick to claim one of them as his own by throwing his things down upon the mattress and falling back onto the comforter covered form of the bed. Kai merely shrugged at the action, settling for setting his things on a chair within the room while Rei set his things upon the floor next to the wall; the two had shared beds before during other tournaments, so the arrangement was nothing new. Kai had been rather insistent before hand when he had been roomed with Tyson and Rei that he not be bedded with the snoring navy-haired dragoon wielder, nor have Rei sleeping with Tyson in fear of having him glomped and rolled upon in his sleep. The whole vent had been rather amusing, because Tyson had indeed rolled all the way across the bed during the night and had fallen off the mattress dragging all the blankets with him.

After they had gotten settled down, food in their stomachs and night already setting in the three found themselves sitting gathered at a table in the hotel's lounging area that both served all three meals of the day and snacks during other hours. With having Mr. Dickinson call just an hour before they knew the tournament started the next day at noon they all knew a decision had to be made about what they were going to call themselves, though it wasn't really a hard one to make however they agreed to all have to agree to the name chosen. After all they were all part of the same team now.

"We could use a combination of both of our team's names," Rei was saying as he put out his own idea. "It would be fair to us all, and it would still stand for what we truly are; a combination of both teams, even if the one doesn't really exist anymore. The memory of the team should still be honored," smiled the Chinese teen as his amber eyes shifted to Tala, watching as the other nodded in thanks towards the words spoken.

"That's probably the best suggestion one could have, and the best fitting as well," put forth Tala as he leaned back into his chair and allowed his gaze to flicker about the lounge area to see how many people were within the area at this hour. "It's hard telling how long your Mr. Dickinson is going to keep us traveling around together away from the rest of your own team, but we should at least make the best of it."

"We'll call ourselves the NeoBladers," offered Kai, his crimson eyes looking from Rei to Tala to gather their expression upon what he had put out about the decision, and soon the others were nodding in agreement to the name. It wasn't as if the decision was hard to make, and it barely took ten minutes, it's just that they couldn't go about calling themselves BladeBreakers without the others, and Tala wasn't even a part of the team itself, at least not officially.

"I didn't see the tournament you two were at last when those killings happened," started Tala carefully, not wanting to dredge up too much of the past that dealt with Hilary. "But what can you tell me of this team that Mr. Dickinson was speaking of? How many bladers do they have? Do they have bitbeasts? Are they even any sort of a challenge to us?" he questioned, wanting information that he didn't know while the others did.

"There isn't much we can tell you," offered Rei with a sad look in his eyes, clearly recalling what had happened that night after the tournament. "There are only three of them, though they haven't shown their faces yet due to wearing some sort of cloak-like uniform. They were fouled a lot during the tournament because they kept on injuring the other bladers, but all in all they were undefeated and untouchable; however, they dropped out just before we could face them in a beybattle. As for having bitbeasts we can only assume yes with as much power and speed they have, and as for a challenge I'd have to say yes, they are one."

"Another mystery team; I thought I've seen the last of them over the years, but they keep on showing up randomly," commented Kai, his quiet nature showing through by not really adding a whole lot to the conversation this evening. If it had been safe, though he could very well take care of himself, he would be going on his usual lone walks to clear his head, though it seemed this time around it was impossible without having someone tagging along. At least tonight they would go unbothered in their sleep.

though i choose death instead of pointless pain - Thanks for the review, and for being first one to review my story you get a gift; this chapter being dedicated to you. And das vi danya? o.-; What does that mean? I feel silly asking, but I'd rather know than wonder on about what it actually means.