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; I know each player does three matches in a beybattle, but I'm only having them do one, 'kay?
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 II
The tournament had already gotten underway, crowd cheering for their favored teams of bladers and showing a good sportsmanship attitude for the time being--the NeoBladers and the Demon Knights hadn't been out to beybattle yet, though their time was coming quickly. Rei, Tala, and Kai were in their locker room checking over their beyblades and going over strategies within their minds as they did for every battle. Even if Kenny wasn't here to adjust their blades accordingly the three felt confident enough that they'd do well against their first team, that was until a man came in to announce that they'd be up next against the Demon Knights.
They shared a look, and as the man went to ask another question Kai delivered a rather bitter glare that clearly said for him to get out so the three could speak in private. As soon as the man shut the door and his footsteps disappeared down the hall Rei spoke up, his amber eyes showing uneasiness. "We shouldn't be fighting them as a first match, only a lower ranking team seeing as they've beating several other in the last tournament they were at," he stated lowly.
"It was fixed to be this way, there isn't a doubt about it," responded Kai, stating what they all had on mind and if he thought that it had been fixed it more than likely was, as he didn't make very many acquisitions. Removing his customary white scarf around his neck Kai set it aside, grabbing his beyblade and moving towards the door with Tala and Rei just behind them. They had made the choice of who they were fighting on the team already, though it was in thought they would fight them later on in the tournament. Rei had chosen the more broad shouldered male that was on the team as his opponent, though he hadn't the slightest idea what his name was or any others on the team. After Kai had made the silent choice of pointing at a picture of the team it was clear he wanted the team captain for himself, though the captain was taller and hadn't said a word during the last tournament unlike the other two upon the team/ That left Tala with the female who had something of a wicked tongue as she tended to strike fear into her opponents before the match even started.
"We follow their order--let them pick who on their team is going to go first, second, and third. Don't be over confident and right out attack as soon as the match begins; we want to know more about what they are capable of. Draw out the matches if you can, but stay on top of things as they like to foul in ways like Brian did--they'll attack you with their beyblade even, so keep both eyes open at all times," commented Kai, planning on leading his team to a victory while at the same time gathering information upon the team they were going against.
Stepping out into the stadium the crowd roared their liking of the team and who was in it, some fan girls even trying to get past the guards to get at the three males as they moved to take a seat at the bench upon their own side. The energy of the crowd was thick in the air; they wanted another marvelous battle, and they expected the three to give it. It wasn't moments later that the Demon Knights stepped out from the hall on the other side of the stadium, the crowd cheering again though less enthusiastically. They, too, went to their respective bench on the side, however only the team captain took a seat with his elbows resting against his knees and his hooded head bowing, as if blocking out the crowd and entering his own little world.
Moving out onto the platform was Kian, but he had yet to show his face to the public. He stepped up the stairs to the beydish and waited as the announcer rambled on about this and that. Rei rose from the bench, placing his beyblade upon his launcher and moving up onto the platform as well, readying himself to launch his blade. The announcer just kept on talking though, nervous it would seem as it was his first time.
"You will be the first of three to fall," spoke up Kian, his deep voice carrying out and over to Rei's ears though he only nodded in response to the threat. "Before you die," he continued dully, as if disinterested, "you will know that I am Kian, wrecker of all that is innocent." With this he pulled down his hood, the youthful contours of his face standing out against his dark and menacing eyes. Though broad shouldered he looked light on his feet for someone of his size, but Rei merely readied himself to beybattle.
It would seem the time finally came when the announcer started off the countdown to the battle, and second later both males were launching their blades into the dish. Rei maneuvered his blade to avoid the outright attack that was being launched upon him as soon as the maroon blade of Kian touched the side of the dish. They raced around the circular shape, at times giving each other a nudge before withdrawing away where Kian would move for another attack, one that was avoided by Rei's own blade.
As if tired of playing Kian shifted his stance, lips moving but no sound coming from them. His blade gained speed with its spinning, and it was suddenly weaving around Rei's own blade and racing up the side of the dish where it leapt into the air, barely missing Rei's face as the Chinese teen took a step back. The maroon beyblade twisted in the air and landed coming down on the other side of the dish, still clearly spinning and going after the other beyblade within the dish.
Rei quickly found himself trying to get his blade to moved agilely enough to avoid the oncoming attack, but just before he could command Drigger to pick up speed and move to stalk Kian's own blade he felt as if his airway had been closed off, almost as if a hand was around his throat. He gave a growl, hands moving to pry off the invisible force around his neck while he kept part of his concentration upon Drigger within the dish; he refused to loose this match, even if he was sent to the hospital..again.
"He's attacking Rei with his bitbeast outright," bit out Kai darkly, but he found himself unable to see the actual beast holding onto Rei's throat so securely, however the clear energy of the bitbeast he could feel, his crimson eyes narrowing dangerously. If this continued he'd step forward and do something--he would not have someone on his team killed again, not while he could do something about it. Tala, standing beside him, looked just as perturbed and upset as Kai did.
Silver eyes flickered towards Zera, who was standing a good few feet away from Renor as he sat on the bench with his head bowed against the lights of the stadium. With the crowd making as much of a commotion as they were it was doubtful that she would hear him if he whispered soft enough. A slow, menacing smile spread across his lips, silver eyes closing against the light that surrounded him. "I won't allow you to kill them, Zera.. Kian isn't as ignorant as you are--he knows I will do something to aid them without seeming as if I was doing so. Despite punishment their lives are more precious than ours are," he commented acidly before lowering a hand to the floor just beside his boot, acting as if he was going to retie it. "I will not be ordered to kill again.."
Just then Zera turned to him, glaring at Renor as if he was nothing but something in her way to achieving the status that he held; team captain. With his eyes closed he didn't see the gaze, but felt it upon him and rightfully opened the sliver globes to stare back at Zera with that blank look that sent her seething and stomping away. The desired reaction was given as the female turned away sharply and went back to watching the beybattle that was still going on.
The Chinese youth found himself starting to strangle to death, his vision fading at the edges as his concentration upon the battle waned and his blade gained a slight wobble as it was being attacked, pushed, and wailed upon by Kian's own blade. However he felt another energy surrounding him, starting at his feet and coiling about his ankles as it advanced up his form. It was soon reaching his neck, slithering under the invisible hand there and pulsing life back into Rei's form/ He could feel fresh air entering his lungs as the grip was held back yet still inevitably there. He thanked whatever good graces this was and decided to finish this fight now before things got even more out of hand.
"Drigger! Destroy his blade!" called out Rei as his beyblade glowed a faint green color just before Drigger's form leapt from the beyblade and roared in anger as it jumped at Kian's own blade. With Kian's own bitbeast busy attacking Rei his maroon beyblade was left unprotected, and within moments Rei's blade rushed upon its form with Drigger slashing Kian's beyblade and shattering the form with its claws. As this happened he could feel the hand remove from his throat and the aiding energy disappear and he fell to a kneel, gasping to fill his lungs with deprived oxygen. The first battle was over; they had claimed a victory. Kai was soon at his side, helping him to his feet and allowing Rei to rest his weight upon him as he got his feet back under his--a bruise was already forming around his neck.
"They're out to kill us," offered Tala before stepping forward to take up his own battle against the female of the team. "We will just have to execute a win before they can bring themselves down upon us even more than they already have. They will not get away unscathed after what they've done to Rei; if they want to play dirty then I shall play dirty as well," he explained icily as he moved up the stairs onto the platform where the beydish was. Kian had returned to sit on the bench next to Renor.
"I know you saved him, Renor," whispered Kian as a pair of silver eyes rested upon him dully. "I won't say anything to Master, but you'll receive punishment none the less for having allowed me to loose. You and I want out of this, but we both know that that can't be done with Master still around," stated Kian before falling quiet and turning his eyes to Zera who was clearly ready to destroy Tala the best to her ability, and he knew she could deal out a good deal of pain.
"Then he will have to be eliminated from the equation," answered Renor lightly, as if the threat was the most normal thing in the world to say in response. At times he was very well convinced that this battle within him was leaving him broken and partially multi-personalitied; he tended to have sudden changes in moods these days, and after returning a few days ago from warning the three to get out of the house he had went after Zera after she had dared to say something else to him. At least now she didn't say very much to him, just behind his back when she thought he wasn't listening or wasn't around.
"Well well well, what do we have here," sneered Zera as she readied her light blue beyblade to be launched when the announcer was done babbling again. She shrugged her hood off, allowing her bitter green eyes to burn into Tala's as he remained silent. "I am Zera, destroyer of hope. You've escaped us twice now, little wolf. This time you won't be so lucky--I will make you suffer. You will feel your blood boil in pain, your eyes burn in agony, and your body break upon itself as I move to eliminate you," she threatened acidly, a vile grin spreading across her face as Tala merely stared back at her, much like Renor did. "Stop looking at me like that," she snapped angrily. "You are just as bad as he is."
Tala didn't care to ask her to elaborate who she was speaking of, and though he didn't recognize the female he was facing Kai and Rei did. It was clear now who the killers were and why this team was so violent in their antics of fighting. This new information was going to have to be given to Mr. Dickinson, the duel-haired Russian knew this, but the whole question of the matter was why and who exactly they called 'Master'. More investigation would be needed, and if the three of them were already in danger then they'd be doing the investigation themselves.
Finally the beybattle was signaled to start and both teens sent their beyblades flying into the dish with a good deal amount of force, enough that a chink was made into the metal the dish was made of. Tala was quick to call out his bitbeast, not wishing to suffer the same fate that Rei did with the invisible bitbeast, and even as his beyblade attack the female's ruthlessly she still didn't give very much headway to the red-head as they went back and forth at each other. When a cruel smile spread across her face he knew something was off, and soon she was waving at him mockingly.
"Now you see it," she stated slowly before she gave a crazy laugh and pointed towards Tala. "And now you don't," she cackled as if she couldn't control herself, green eyes appearing absolutely insane while her beyblade very well just disappeared. He didn't know what to make of this new development, mind flying through strategies n an attempt to find something tat could assist him in this situation. There had been challenges before this, things he had to overcome, but this.. This was something new to him.
"Concentrate, Tala," whispered Rei as he delicately touched his sore neck, prodding at the bruises he knew were starting to form there. He knew that to see something that was there but not visible one had to concentrate, to close their eyes and feel out the energy around them of the bitbeast who gave the beyblade power to become invisible to the naked eye. At his side Kai nodded in agreement, knowing his Russian friend needed to indeed concentrate to win this match.
"You're not going to save him, are you?" questioned Kian as he turned his gaze away from the beybattle and to Renor sitting beside him still with his head down. Upon getting a shake of the head in response the teen furrowed his brow, his thoughts thrown off from their usual course at the change in action that Renor was taking. First he had been protecting and now he was allowing the kill, this was what Kian didn't get about the silver-eyed teen. "But why, Renor? You saved Rei from me, so why not save Tala from Zera?" he asked in an attempt to get answers to soothe over his confusion.
"She can't kill him--it's not her choice, it's his to be made and he wishes to survive. All three of them are capable and willing to survive, but Rei should've been matched against Zera instead of you; he would've beaten her with relative ease," answered Renor slowly, his eyes closing against the intruding light again in an attempt to keep irritation to a minimum. "For only a moment will he be stumped, but his mind will seek out strategies, and his mutated bitbeast will aid him anyways possible. No, Zera will most certainly beat him, but she will not succeed in killing him as she so wishes to do. His bitbeast would have her head before she knew what was happening."
"Then what about you and Kai? The loss suffered already will do a good deal of harm to you, and while Zera is blind to it I am not so certain of Master. Will you allow yourself to be beaten by their team captain?" asked Kian as he turned his gaze back to the beybattle. Tala had just found his strategy, his eyes closed as he sensed out the energy of Zera's beyblade. It wasn't long before he had two gashes across his chest and abdomen area, but he still held strong. Even as he located Zera's beyblade the red-head would find himself slipping as Wolborg started to drain away his energy in attempt to destroy Zera's own beyblade, and as the blade collided with his chest once more he fell back, his beyblade slowing and then coming to a halt within the middle of the dish. Zera had indeed won.
Rising from his seat with a low sigh Renor brushed his cloak off of non-existing dust, eyes reopening and squinting faintly at the light. A mild shrug of his shoulders was given, and he spoke lowly to Kian before Zera returned to the bench, "Kai will fall as well--he will suffer as much as I will in this battle, but this match will be a tie and we will withdraw to allow them to win, even against Master's wishes. The master may believe himself to be in control of things, but I am making the plays now and he is but a pawn in my own game." With that he started forward, stepping to the side as Zera moved to shoulder him roughly and making no comment of it; she'd suffer later on.
Silver eyes watched as Tala was helped off to the bench by his teammates, their looks and postures warding off anyone who might try to interfere for medical sake. This mere moment would judge everything that happened here on--the three males would know his name, know he was the killer of their friend, know that he was the one that warned them against his own teammates. If things did not go well then he'd have more to suffer about, and in due time he'd sink further into his dismal nature and then kill himself to release the torture upon his mind and body.
Renor watched as Kai approached the platform he was already standing upon, taking in the stiff way he carried himself and the murderous look within the crimson eyes. It was clear the male hated him, but he didn't expect anyone to not hate him after what he had done. Before this he had killed, he had been sent out to gut and cut the throats of others, some adults, some children. Each death loomed him closer to insanity, closer to a place he'd never be able to escape, at least not alone. There was only so much his bitbeast would do to help. Even now from the punishments he had had from disappearing again his lungs were raspy, his body achy and sore from the welts that bruised his pale skin nearly everywhere, and most of all his mind withdrawing from itself to where things became an act of impulse, and act of the nature he was taught to be.
"Each wound, each pain your team has caused towards my own teammates, my friends I will return to you double fold," promised Kai as he stepped up to the side of the beydish and readied his launcher. He could feel Dranzer within her bitbeast chip, her energy warm against his fingertips as he passed them over the figure of the phoenix; they wanted revenge. Lifting his crimson eyes Kai watched the calm, slow movement of the male on the other side of the dish, watching as the hood was pulled back to reveal a bruised yet pale face with silver eyes staring hollowly back at him. It was then he took in the fact that the male before him, black hair angled so it was long in the front and short in the fact to better cover his facial features, was the one that had warned them of his very own teammates; but why?
"I am Renor," spoke up the tall male as he readied his own black and silver beyblade upon his own, weak looking launcher. "I am the killer of life; I know no fear, I deliver only pain and suffering. B.O.F. gives me my orders," he continued daringly, though only low enough for Kai to hear the words that left his mouth, "and they order me to kill you all; you'll survive though, all three of you. If you hate me, that is good. If you want to kill me, that is even better. The world would be a better place without the creation of me," ended Renor as he lowered her head, allowing his black bangs to fall in front of his eyes. He would hold back his bitbeast, and he would suffer for this, but he would make this a tie in the end.
Though Kai wished for answers this wasn't the time to ask questions, and ever more so he wished now he had more facts on this person who seemed to play both sides so well while at the same time wish for his own death at the hands of another. Suicide was weak, or at least in his own mind he had concluded this and he would remain strong and rise above it, but with someone so mentally torn to play both sides was the matter as just? With a shake of his head Kai readied himself, awaiting for the announcer to cue the beginning of the beybattle before both males launched their blades into the dish.
Ruthless in his attack Kai sent Dranzer after Renor's blade, colliding their forms together as he attempted to get the upper hand in the battle at the beginning, yet the black blade held strong against the attack and even pushed back against Dranzer even as Kai drew his spirit out to fight. However he never felt the attack of a spirit or blade against his body, and though he felt repayment should be given Kai didn't order Dranzer to directly attack Renor--he would not be the one that struck first.
Around and around the dish they went, back and firth, reversing direction and circling, both loosing speed as time gathered. The males both felt the wear and tear of the battle upon their bodies, and soon Kai felt himself being suddenly shoved back by a sudden formation of energy that was not his or Dranzer's, however as he felt small scratches tearing against his skin and weight pressing against his chest Kai's crimson eyes fell upon Renor on the other side of the dish. The silver-eyed male was kneeling and breathing heavily, hid head lowered and no longer paying attention to the beybattle--both blades had already stopped spinning at the same time. With that the energy around Kai dissipated and his opponent rose, warding of the announcer with a growl as he stepped down and away from the platform muttering 'we forfeit'. Moments later he would disappear into the hall that led to the locker rooms with his team trailing sourly after him. The NeoBladers had won, but only be default…again.
Author's Note: I'm not sure how long I can keep up the updating once a day thing, but I'll attempt to keep it going for as long as I can, or at least until school starts up next week.
though I choose death instead of pointless pain - And still you are the only one to review this story--you're certainly a god send. Maybe someone will follow in your good graces and eview as well, but sadly I doubt this. I fear no one else has the intention of ever reviewing. Thank you again for reviewing.