MasterFranny: things are coming up! now read! And the 'R' rating wil start very soon, as long as Kai... okay, giving away nothing. Thanks to Phyrefly, like always my nice-nice BETA. I want to say I'm sorry if last week I didn't post anything, but as I previously said, I wasn't on the net.
I don't know about you, but I heard in big hospitals there are medical guards to watch out on the people inside, just in case of something wrong happens, dunno, like when there are suicidal people or criminals, or in case some of them try to escape during the recovery: it happens a lot sice many people happens to hurt itself while trying to flee... that's why there are guards. They're not like police, they're just medical helpers that remain somewhere and answer when called...
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inulover28: R rating will be up soon. For the guards, read above. Thank you for the review! And then, about Inuyasha things, why in fictions they call my Sesshomaru Fluffy?
Lefty: thank you, you're always so happy, just in case, aren't you Max disguised as a reader? O.o
Elves Of the Moon: love your reviews. I'm waiting your next chapter, but you aren't going to rape Tala as well, right? OO About little Yuri, you'll find pretty soon what happens to kids like him and Kai. And why I call him Tala in the present and Yuri in the memories. Beisides, in this one the D-Boys are going to have a better position n the action... hee hee.
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Shady Gurl: yeah! wait to see him kick Boris ass! Ups, that was a spoiler for very faaaar away chapter! O.O
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Reiven: thanks, I love your fic too! And no, they're not related that way, though I was wandering in that direction while writing the first version of the chapter. Then I had that better idea... ehm, I would LOVE to have you beta read my new story. And I have to ask you something much more important right after...
Phyrefly: yeah, finally! Thank you! . You're really nice!
Immortal Saddness: since you reviewed with your previous name, I answer to you with it. Thank you, hope you update soon as well!
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RATING: still R...
DISCLAIMER: Why have I to bother about stupid disclaimers?! I WOULD NEVER OWN! echo OWn Own own wn n...
"talking"
'thinking'
" talking into other languages "
beatbeast language
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BREATH OF LIGHT
CHAPTER 05= Need to be free
Suddenly feeling trapped
Feeling darkness choking me
I need to escape,
I need to break the cage I'm in.
I open my wings,
Steadying my heart
Flap the feathers of my possession
And fly away,
The night covering me
In my search of freedom.
He was there, between himself and the exit.
Tyson's father, blocking the way. To give him credit, he looked positive shocked to say the least, maybe even more than the doctor back in the room. That was obvious, since he wasn't expecting Kai to be up anytime soon.
Kai growled at Bruce, looking at him with narrowed eyes; so he had fainted again, and Tyson's father had taken him to the Hospital. And if he was here, then the others were too.
Kai growled again, under his breath: he didn't want to see them.
Besides, they would want to know how he was up, and Kai himself didn't know that.
He had no explanation at all. He just felt good, but how on Earth that could have happened was a mystery to him.
Mmmmh... bad situation. He needed to sort it out.
"Kai!" finally Bruce found his voice again, and looked at the younger boy with anxiety and surprise. "Why are you up?! With your wounds and scars you can't possibly walk!"
Kai's eyes widened. The scars. Bruce had seen the scars. So the other adults had seen them too... what about the Bladebreakers?!
That wasn't good. Even if he himself didn't know where and when he got those scars, he knew it was Boris' fault. His confused mind was sure about it. Boris hurt him badly when he was young, even if he remembered nothing about it. But all his life he tried to hide that from other people, under a cool façade. And now, it all slipped away.
They found out the scars... and would start to ask questions, and then, like all the others before, they would back away from him.
His throat closed from panic. He didn't want to be hated by them nor to be judged by them.
He didn't want to be hurt again. Not anymore.
As if in reflex he backed away, a soft growl escaping his barely open lips, his eyes fixed on the man before him but his entire body ready to fight; Bruce noticed this with a frown and decided to calm the distressed teen before him. He still couldn't understand what had happened in there, and he didn't know anything about all the scars, but he wanted to help.
He raised his hands slowly; looking sheepishly at the Phoenix, smiling softly as to say it was all okay.
"Kai, please, calm down, I don't want to hurt you" he said in a clear voice. "All I want to know is how you're up" their eyes locked together and Bruce could've sworn he saw a flicker of gold deep in those crimson orbs. But it came and went so fast he assumed it was a reflection of the lights. "And I want to know who hurt you".
Kai cocked an eyebrow, but his body relaxed a bit. "I never felt this good" he decided to say, ignoring openly the other question.
And he was telling the truth. He had never felt this good in all his life. Maybe it was because of the sleep, maybe not, but he felt so damn good. His heart was pumping in his chest, his mind was clear, no flashbacks, no dreams, no voices, and he felt the sudden urge to... run. To consume the energy he felt running through his body.
He was shocked by the many scents he could smell, sick people and healthy ones, he could hear women and men talking and walking around the entire building, and he could see every little detail in his surroundings. He was overwhelmed by all the sensations he received just by standing, and he was also delighted by it. He couldn't be taken by surprise because he heard everything that moved around him.
A slight noise from behind his back told him the two guards were recovering from his fight; he could hear them curse under their breath. The doctor from before was still paralysed by fear in the other room.
Kai allowed himself a smirk.
He tensed the muscles of his shoulders, and felt the strength back in them. The little fight with the two guards warmed up all his body, and he needed another one.
He felt like himself... again. As if the feeling had gone missing all his life and was now finally back.
He felt alive.
And he was caught in the present feeling of power, but that didn't stop him from being suspicious: he was ready to run ten miles, but how many times before he collapsed? He'd done that twice already because he felt weak and unsteady. How could that be possible?
A ticklish sensation spread from his back to his hands and feet, making them tingle a little, but it was a comforting feeling.
And it was familiar.
As if it was bound to be. As if he already lived it before. As if... he needed it in order to survive.
And he didn't care. All he wanted to do was to run away, to use that energy he felt rushing in his veins.
Besides, Bruce was talking again and that bothered Kai a lot.
Bruce sighed in exasperation. It was harder than he first thought it would be. "Kai, I saw your scars with my own eyes, and you collapsed with a huge fever!" his voice was calm but tinged with impatience. "Don't lie to me!"
Kai huffed. Just remaining there without moving was hard for him. He needed to do something. It would be a waste of energy, remaining here.
His eyes noticed a crutch lying on the wall, and he cocked his head, picking it up. Then, under Bruce's shocked eyes, he inflected it with his hands, with no effort at all. It was so easy.
Bruce couldn't stop himself and he stepped back, completely shocked, utter disbelief clear in his face. That was impossible. He was near death just five minutes before, and now he was apparently perfectly healthy. That was far from human.
"What's happening here?"
Mr. Dickinson appeared from around a corner, and looked quizzically from Kai to Bruce, confused. "Kai, why are you up?" then, in an afterthought "And how can you be up?"
Sincerely worried, Mr. Dickinson looked down at the boy who snickered, annoyed.
Now it was starting to be too much. Why were they looking at him like he was some freak of nature? For God's sake, why couldn't they leave him be?!
Kai felt a shudder run through his back and his eyes hurt again, this time more like a soft twinge. He shut them for a second, and when he reopened them Mr. Dickinson stared at two crimson mixed with gold eyes.
Mr. Dickinson blinked twice, but the mixed colours still remained: what the hell was happening?!
On Kai's side, the slate haired teen was starting to feel more than uncomfortable under the pressure. His breath quickened when a soft breeze from the outside reached his nose, together with the smell of pure air.
The urge to run away, the desire to just go outside, was too strong now. His mind was almost entirely concentrated on it.
He needed to go out.
"See you at the hotel" Kai mumbled, not focused enough to elaborate more. He felt like he was going to explode right there. The four walls moved in on him, suffocating him.
He needed to be in the open, to feel the air on him, to feel no boundaries restraining him.
His mind screamed 'Out! Out!' and he couldn't deny the urge.
His eyes concentrated on the front door on the opposite corridor, and he started to walk half dazed, passing his worried teammates who stared at him in disbelief.
One moment they were praying for him to get well soon, the next one they were looking at their team captain walking like nothing happened, completely snubbing them.
"Kai! Gosh, you're okay! We're so..." Tyson ran over his Team captain putting one hand on his shoulder, looking right into his eyes, but with much more strength the bluenette could have thought possible Kai shoved him away, sending him to the floor with a thud and a groan of pain.
It was like he didn't see him at all. He was too concentrated on the door to
hear them, or even to notice them.
Before falling, Tyson caught a look at his captain's eyes, and with a shudder he noticed their colour: they were almost all golden... and for a second he could swear he saw them glow. But it couldn't be. Eyes don't glow, only in movies and cartoons.
The remaining BladeBreakers felt like he was going away forever, like he was leaving them, and they tried to stop him, but he seemed not to hear them. Ray tried to reach him, but Kai was too fast.
"Kai!" they called again.
But the Phoenix did not care a bit about his fallen mate, all his senses on the door, on the fresh air he felt with his entire being. His blood seemed frozen, his breath stopped in need of the pure air. His eyes seemed unfocused and his breathing quickened in anticipation, and without even hearing the others' pleas to come back he left the hospital, and started to run away.
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Tala's eyes shot open in a flash; for a moment he couldn't understand what had awakened him, but then he felt it.
The energy.
A rush of energy ran through his whole body like a thunder, making him shake away the sleep in a mere second. His heart was pumping fast in his chest, his thoughts were clearer, he felt invincible.
The Wolf closed his eyes again, slightly confused by the feelings running inside his body, but he found he couldn't stand to remain still anymore: his entire frame was shaking from suppressed energy, the chains around his wrists tingling as his arms trembled hard. With the power he felt inside, the vital force that now lived inside him, he felt alive for the first time. It was like a high, but he had no drugs in his system, and his mind was completely clear.
Opening his eyes again he noticed there was a little mouse walking near the opposite wall and he remained one second in contemplation, fascinated, his eyes shining while he looked at it.
A flash of thought appeared in his mind, but as he focused on it, the thought disappeared without trace, leaving him with the sensation that he had forgotten something important.
He breathed deeply, his chest didn't hurt anymore, but then he froze, sniffing the air with a concentrated face. The air was filled with smells, some stronger, some weaker, and the noises, even the smallest, attracted his attention.
He knew there were two guards outside his cage, and by their noises they were both sleeping, while in the air lingered the scent of vodka, together with their soft snoozing.
And he felt good.
It was impossible, his rational mind was denying that he was feeling good, but his heart repeated it over and over. How could it be? When he fainted he wasn't able to stand on his own without the handcuffs supporting his wrists, but now...
Now he felt adrenalin running in his veins, he was ready to fight, to run, and even to kill; he felt powerful, he felt invincible, dangerous, and he felt caged as well.
The four walls were confining and the chains were too tight, his breath was ragged as he stood on his legs, which against his mind supported him without aching. He had to leave.
Out of the cage, out of the Abbey, out in the open breathing the cold air, free to run everywhere he wanted. He felt it inside himself, and he didn't care about anything else.
He vaguely heard Wolborg's voice in the deepest part of his mind, he was trying to tell him something, but he didn't listen.
All he cared now was the strength in his body, and the need to use it.
He bared his teeth, which shone dangerously in the dark cage, making him look kind of scary, also because they seemed longer than usual, and he growled deeply in his throat. He knew, he knew he could free himself now.
He pulled his hands once. The chains pealed darkly and the wall trembled slightly where they were connected with it.
Another pull and the metal cuffs half came out from the wall, small pieces of the stones falling on the ground. And Tala was barely testing his strength. He was feeling better now that he was using some of his strength.
He heard the voices of the guards outside the jail cell yelling, calling Boris, but he ignored them. Such unpleasant noise. Stupid men that thought they could stop him.
Last pull and the chains fell out entirely from the wall, he was free. With a sneer he destroyed the cuffs that were still on his wrists, massaging them to ease the slight pain.
A tingling sensation ran through his body, a strange desire to growl and punish his warders.
Now he was angry, no, furious; fury for being kept in that small cage, fury for the small amount of oxygen in it, fury towards the people outside for keeping him inside.
Without even knowing it, he howled with all his voice, the freaky sound echoing in the cage and down the corridor, a cruel sound that sent tremors down the men's backs. The guards decided it was getting too scary in there, and ran away as fast as they could.
Better for them, the Wolf wasn't in the mood for toying around.
He sniffed the air, and after a second all his senses were on the small amount of fresh air coming from outside the Abbey.
'Out of here' his mind ordered him, and he was glad to oblige.
He left the cage but an unexpected obstacle blocked him on his tracks, between Tala and the freedom he wanted so badly.
It was Boris.
And worst of all, he wasn't the least afraid: he was smirking with satisfaction.
"What's with the smirk?" demanded Tala in a low tone. His voice sounding like a deep growl, his heart still beating fast.
"You're reacting as I was expecting you to, my little Wolf..." the voice the director used was proud and satisfied, but Tala stopped on the phrase 'little Wolf'... where had he heard it before?
Was it still Boris? When the heck did he forget it?!
Every thought stopped when he saw the director pointing a strange gun towards him, with a needle instead of a barrel, filled with a strange violet liquid. It seemed dangerous, some part of his mind yelled in alarm at seeing it, but he couldn't remember where he'd seen it before, what it was and why...
FWP!
The last thing Tala saw before falling into complete darkness was the predatory smile of the director, together with his insane laugh.
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MasterFranny: sigh, I know, still nothing happens. But at least something is up. What about eyes and urges? Ehm, I know, calm down, I know. Don't worry. Just read andreview. Ehi, this chapter was a little longer than my previous ones! happiness!still, I've problems even with HTML scripts. Bear with me, it's unnerving.
