Both the bladebreakers came face to face with the potential threat. Katyusha's thought remained fogged about what had occurred between Kai and her. Her heart was bothering her. Butterflies were far away things for her now. Katyusha could not overlook how her body had sought him so tremendously that every cell had erupted, rejecting the offer to move away from him. She could hardly maintain a steady pace of what the Psykick saying to them.

He was a young fellow with an uncanny beauty. His features might be nominated as cute if not for the cruelty masking his traits. She composed her stance, cooling her surprise.

Most important of all, he was a chatter.

" Look who is trapped inside? The well known Kai Hiwatari and-" he addressed her a vicious look before addressing her

"-Katyusha."

"I am pretty sure you didn't just block us inside a cage to give a round of applause. Get to business."

"To win your heart, your honour." He said, giving her a low dip. Katyusha winced at the way of addressing.

"What do you want?" Katyusha cross-examined the Psykick.

"Didn't get it yet?" he said, mocking her with a disappointing stance. "Seems like the rumours don't support facts these days." He said after a dramatic pause for effect,

" Your heart which resides in your bit beast, of course," he stated pointing at her blade, which was tucked inside her waistband. she had to give him credits for his observation skills. The blade was tucked way below the eye level for him to see.

"Right. One of you idiots yearly pops up to destroy the bit beast or us. I would have played along if it hadn't been every single year for the past five years. Most of them change themselves or get defeated again. A living example is standing right beside me." she said, cocking her head in Kai's direction.

He hasn't uttered a word since the Psykcik had shown up. But Katyusha couldn't demand much either.

He seemed to take upon himself to avoid her. His sole focus was stuck on the person in front of him. She felt a pang of jealousy soaring through her. She shook the thoughts away. Right, envy for this kid out of all the mortals on the globe. She doesn't have enough time to get lovesick.

"I came to seize the opportunity many left," the guy said with a smug smirk spreading on his face. She returned an equally horrific grimace.

Rustles in the bushes behind them draw their attention. Kai shifted to look at the source. With the click of his tongue, she understood the intruder. The Psykick fellow hasn't gone solo it seemed.

Kai detected her looking, gave a stiff nod. They are both up for a challenge. Back to back, the pair of bladebreakers stood against the Psykick team.

With years of harmony and practice, Kai and Katyusha were like twin-bodies. Every movement resembled that of the other. The angle, the intensity to begin the match. Every technique was distributed between the partners.

They freed their blades, launching them at in unison

"GO!"

The blades soared at that of the enemies with equal intensity. The bit-beasts were easily exhausted with high-intensity blades, even when not released. This technique stirred the blade capacity to that of the attack on the wheels rather than the body. The Psykicks roared as they launched the blades.

There wasn't much to the battle since they were mirroring each other more than risking any kind of exposure. It was up to him to decide if he took attack or defence because either way, she was going to reflect his moves with her knowledge.

But he had another plan emerging by.

"Sapphire, GO!" he yelled

Power soared at her like an unleashed beast. Without even contact, it hampered the positioning of her Beyblade.

She felt it then. The threat had activated what had laid low for so many years. The threat had ignited the unknown flow of current in her. This wasn't a bey battle. This was way beyond it.

Years of training kept her from releasing her grasp on her bit beast.

All the horrendous fear clawed at her throat and snapped at her. The panic caught up to her in a single strike. She recognised this power. She knew it like her own body. She knew what was the reason. She sensed it before she had pondered much. She gulped the rising bile.

She calmed her nerves, processing the unwanted information rapidly.

There must be some way to understand it. Anything, for now, would do. The only way out of this was unleashing the power she had in herself. She couldn't risk such a high price.

Katyusha slowly retreated to where Kai stood fighting the other blader. The only way out of this was a flight. She caught her friend's arm jerking him towards her. His eyes swallowed the terror veiling her face.

"Switch," she whispered enough for them to hear and took his partner as her own. Kai twisted without another word, taking her partner.

She did not felt the pulse of the panorama from Kai's blader. He was a basic blader. Thanks to Kai, the blader was on his knees. To finish him off was the only task left behind for her. With a click of her fingers, she tossed the Beyblade away and turned to Kai and the blader.

To her surprise, the balder was nowhere to be seen. The hum of the helicopter's engine gave her the response she demanded. She gave out a sigh before being yanked off by Kai.

"What was that?" he enquired his grip on her arms, tense.

She firmly drew out of his clutches. How was she going to answer him when she was stuck with unanswerable questions herself.

"The gift wouldn't work on a normal blade. That's why I shoved you to him."

He retreated. He took a step back, planting a distance between them. His face gave away all his sheltered emotions. The look of pure horror enveloped his face with such ferocity it hurt her. The fact that she was the centre of his horror, left her pain struck immanence more than any visible wound would do.

She dodged his eyes as much as she could. There was no remedy for this. She should have been willing to receive it. If only it had been someone else. If only.

Desperation raged inside her, tearing at her. Her eyes sting with the unsung tears, but more reasons stayed with her not to cry.

The bladers had them held in some 'highly secured' wall, designed for them. The bladebreakers were practically jumping around the wall to get their attention. Her mind had been so settled on the Pskicks, she hadn't gotten sufficient time to glance at her friends. Katyusha motioned Kai to join them. They took off towards their friends who have circled the perimeters of the walls.

They all broke out in one go. The wall was thick. Even though, thanks to the opening over their head, the sound progressed faintly but clearly. The group spoke over each other trying to assume the condition her and Kai were stuck in.

"The Beyblades won't work against the walls."

"WHAT HAPPENED INSIDE THEIR?"

"We have been trying to break the walls but it didn't even budge."

Katyusha understood their state of mind. She would have panicked herself if someone was stuck behind walls coming from nowhere in the sky. Definitely worth the tension. Kai did the talking while she tried to soothe the agitated souls.

"Were any of you attacked too?" Kai inquired, trying to grasp the condition properly.

His eyes were displaying understanding and perceiving everything he got inside. Before she knew, he was staring at her. He seemed to have caught her staring. If, only if she could tear the contact away, she would have. It felt like she was physically incapable of looking away. Her body contracted into his beside her. It was more of a pain in flesh than emotionally.

She retreated to the place they were standing on.

Kai without a word followed her.

"I might know a way to get out of this." Katyusha implored. Kai waited for her to continue. She obliged.

"I might as well try it out once before confirming if it is back or not."

"Does it come back to you coincidentally?" Kai inquired.

She looked up, catching his eyes, "Never once before had it happened," she stated. She didn't have a reason to lie. The last time her powers had returned was before Kai exploded Voltaire's camp in Russia. It was seven years ago.

Shaking her head, she looked at the spot which was occupied with the member of Psykick's, "If it had come back for good, we are in a bigger trouble than ever caused before."

"How are you going to use it? There are enough people for you to demonstrate it openly." he directed his question with the nod towards the

member of bladebreakers gapping at them with curiosity.

She fetched her blade stuck in her pants pocket, tucked warmly beneath the layers of clotheslining her waist. Her power had always been lying in her Beyblade. No matter the circumstances, it was ever the blade which could support Katyusha's 'gift'. Never really her body.

She positioned her body, following the same rhythm of muscles and breaths. Kai joined right beside her. He was far enough for her comfort, but close enough to lean into in case needed.

With a collapsing exhale, she let her Beyblade soaring in the air. Eerie sensation curtained around the mind. Every gasp for air felt like a million minutes to emerge again, her brow covered with sweat. The fire within her burned with the anger and rage of years of abandonment. Spiralling through her body to the tips of her launcher, and the colour of her blade changed right in front of her.

Her usually rust coloured blade, to her utter astonishment, turned the colour of burning fire in zero gravity. The metal ringed around her Drowena, covering the rotation with more precision. The timing and the amount of power applied at landing came with unrealistic perfection to it.

Her balance left her feet. She collapsed right on the ground. Kai didn't even seem to notice her on the spot until the unmistakable thud followed. His eyes were fixed on the blade turning magic right in front of him. She was mildly disappointed. After all, movies are just movies. No one is coming to pick her up before she hits the floor. She got to get up herself.

Contrarily enough, Kai rushed to her aid in a split second. But Katyusha's mind had abandoned the thought already. Her eyes followed her blades. Kai's concerned face blurred away from her mind.

With an explosion, the wall collapsed into dust and sounds. The shouts of bladebreakers followed. Kai seemed to have ditched her in the middle of the chaos. His eyes dilated with an awe-struck expression pausing on his face before it got lost behind the layers of obscure appearance.

She forcefully pushed herself off the ground. Her hands and pant were covered with the mud and earth. But those were least of her concern right now.

Amid this situation, another burst of energy tore through her body. A gasp broke through her throat. Before she could acknowledge the uncertain feeling, the wall covering trapping Kai and she from behind them turned to dust. The two of them, along with the concerned looking team, looked back at the anonymity walking through the smoke.

The silhouette gave shape to around five tall people, making way past the smoke, to them. The group made their way towards the Bladebreakers, which were busy trying to pull Katyusha off the ground. Seeing Katyusha, Kai followed her line of sight. The shift of the tension in his body was enough for her to know he had taken his defence up for one more round if needed.

It did not look like it was necessitated.

Jake broke from the soot followed closely by a well-known group of young men and women of the same age as her. Katyusha got up at their sight. It's been years since they have rejoined.

So long but still they haven't broken one bit, she thought.

Katyusha took one full leap away from Bladebreakers, falling into her former group's arms. The gathering welcomed her as freshly as ever. She juggled between her former member's arms, boys and girls alike.

From the corner of the eye, she caught sight of Kenny's horror-struck expression. His jaws drooping agape. Tyson and Max were trying to get information out of his mouth. But it didn't seem like Kenny was going to speak anytime sooner. He continued to stare at them, with his mouth gaping open.

Other members were approaching her former group. But Kai stayed back.

His eyes were rooted in her. He had been like this since she had left his side. Even though he was standing at a length, she knew where he was looking. She didn't even need to watch at him to verify this happening.

The feeling stroked it like a throb in her skin. She felt his stare, icy sliding over hers, sliding just a few inches above her collarbone, just below her ears.

Her hand slid over a scar filled neckline. The scars put together developed the most notable tattooed skin. The tracing gave away the formation of the tattoo.

A burning phoenix.

And i oop- Sorry too many stuff involved in this chap. I had started writing this chap the next day after publishing the before chap. It was such an interesting part for me to write. I might have even unintentionally included Twice's new song in it. Lol. Anyways thanks for reading through the chapter. I will upload the coming chap as soon as possible. Leave a comment to notify any remarks. Be happy ahead~