Second Chance at Hell

I'm sorry this has taken so long. I've been pre-occupied by my new Naruto fandom and the buzzing ache of writer's block. Damn english teacher asking us to write essays! I just had to chose short story didn't I? Dammit! Anyway I will now take the opportunity to answer reviews before presenting you with the newest chapter of this great fic.

Elise Phoenix-No no no. I am not the devil or grim reaper...Just evil will do sankyuu.

windstar-Hai, I spoke in Russian...though most of your review dissappeared...dammit

Ellen-Ne ne, of COURSE the Abbey means Kai will be in safe hands...Mwuhahaha...Hopefully this chapter is long enough for you ne?

Hazel-Beka-Yey! New reviewer.#gives any gifts that you previously missed out on#Haha, of course I'm sadistic...mind you-you're the one that turned Tala into a pansy. Keeping my lip zipped about who's next. For all you know it could be Rei!

Well, thank you everyone for the reviews. On with the chapter!

Darkness

Bryan spat at the guard on the other side of the iron bars. The man growled while wiping the saliva from his face. Forcing an arm through the bars he caught Bryan's neck before he could move away.

"Just wait brat! I'll have my way with you as soon as Boris arrives!" The guard glared at the boy, tightening his grip on his neck.

"I'll kill you before you get to touch me in the way you want! Sick bastard!" Bryan returned the glare. On the exterior he had placed his cold mask on, seeming unaffected by the grip on his neck-on the inside however, he was screaming in pain. Bryan intensified his glare, his eyes glinting with anger.

"You could never kill me." The guard replied, his voice wavering. The murderous look in Bryan's eyes unnerved him. Letting go of the boy he walked down the corridor to pick on another one of the prisoners.

Bryan stumbled away from the bars, gasping for breath. He flopped down on the floor beside the metal bed, sweat forming on his face.

This isn't a dream…It's all too real…

Wiping the sweat from his brow, he stood up and grabbed hold of the wall, his head spinning from lack of oxygen. He felt a pain shoot up both arms before falling forward onto the bed.

Panting, he sat up on the bed, leaning against the wall and concentrating on his breathing. The breathing pattern slowly stopped his head from spinning and he let his head fall back.

The stabbing in his arms caught his attention and he looked down to his bruised and scarred wrists.

"I always did hate violence." Bryan mused, smirking at his words. No matter how much he hated violence he still practiced it regularly. "Kai you'd better be ok."

He lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling; it seemed sleep wouldn't reach him that day.

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Kai felt consciousness slowly return to him. He began to hear faint buzzing noises, voices too. He could smell antiseptic and a strong stench of blood, which he knew was his own. He could taste that blood on his tongue as well. He tried to force his eyes open to find out where he was but his muscles wouldn't respond.

He was suddenly emerged in a dizzying agony as all the pain in his body returned with his sense of touch. He tried to bite his lip but his body still wouldn't respond and a scream escaped his cracked and swollen lips.

His eyes finally responded and snapped open. The darkness surrounding him never managed to hide the familiarity of the room he was in.

This is…this is…the labs in the…Abbey…this must be a dream. Kai knew however that it couldn't be a dream. The pain was all too real and he could recall all that had caused it.

His consciousness began to slip again but no matter how he tried to hold onto it he felt his eyes slip close again.

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Nikolai glared at his father, sat on the other side of the desk from him.

"I don't agree with what you are doing to those two boys. I hope you are aware of that. I don't particularly care what you're planning to do with them-I just better get my money when this is over. Son or not-I want paid for the job I'm doing. There's much risk involved in helping you." Nikolai's words came out quietly, but left a chill in the room.

Boris never replied to his son's words. He knew exactly what the younger man was capable of and he didn't want to upset him.

"At least say something!" Nikolai snapped, his temper rising at the thought of being ignored.

"Don't worry Nikolai. As soon as Tala is in my hands I will give you your money and remove the other two from your care. Kai's destination has already been decided. As for Bryan…well, if we can't find somewhere for him to go we'll just have to kill him." Boris smirked at the reaction he got from his son.

Nikolai could seem very peaceful at times though that couldn't hide the fact that deep down he was a murderer. Just like his father.

"Well, this Tala better hurry up and arrive. If any of the authorities get involved I will place the blame entirely on you." Standing up, Nikolai left the room swiftly.

"Oh Nikolai-You'll never change will you son?" Boris smirk grew as he stood up and made his way to his own room.

XX

Tala rubbed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. His head was thumping as though he'd been punched and his mouth felt like the Gobi Dessert.

"Damn you two…" Tala sat up and looked about the room. He was in the living room, bottles and cans were scattered all over the room along with Ian and Spencer.

"I have the worst hangover ever!" Tala heard Ian muttering as he sat up on the couch. "You don't look much better Tala."

"I don't feel it either…urgh…" Tala forced himself off the floor and onto chair behind him. "Spencer! Stop sleeping and join us in our pain!" He picked up an empty can and threw it at the sleeping blonde on the other side of the room.

"I think he's out cold. Amazing that a guy as big as him has such a low tolerance for alcohol." Ian started to laugh but his head spun and he stopped abruptly. "I need some paracetamol-got any?"

"Uh, no. I used the last of it the other day." Tala replied apologetically. Standing up he breathed in deeply before sighing. "I'll go down to the shop. I need to get some coffee anyway. You can clean up." Tala winked at his friend before rushing out of the house, quickly shoving his shoes and jacket on and checking his hair in the mirror by the door before leaving.

"Tala! Zasranec!" Ian yelled after his friend, even though he knew the other couldn't hear him since the door had already slammed shut. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, he sighed seeing the time. Half nine.

"Oh well. You best get to it Ian. Tala'll get at you if you don't." Ian muttered to himself while standing up and heading through to the kitchen to get a bin bag. Once he had found one he went back into the living room and started picking up the scattered bottles and cans.

XX

Tala smiled as the cool morning air hit his face, waking him and getting rid of his hangover right away.

"I drank way too much last night." He mused, reaching into his back pocket to make sure he had his wallet. Finding it he took it out and set out at a quick pace towards the shop on the corner.

As he reached the car park he looked up at morning sky. Autumn was already starting to set in; the summer heat was fading slowly but surely. The sun wasn't as bright as it usually was in the morning.

"Kai…" Tala looked away, shaking his head and walking into the shop.

Picking up a jar of coffee he purchased that and the tablets at the till. Taking the bag from the woman he smiled.

"Arrigatou." He said before leaving the shop. He walked through the car park again, yawning languidly as his headache started to buzz again.

Stopping at the main road as traffic rushed by he waited for the lights to change. He was there for five minutes before they finally changed, only as he made to step onto the road to cross it, a hand grabbed him from behind. He dropped his bag in shock and would have screamed in shock were it not for the hand that gagged him. He didn't have time to discover who his attacked was as a punch was landed across his face, knocking him into darkness.

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Oooooo-Who is Tala's attacker? Hmmm? Remember to r&r-always love to read your reviews.

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