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Boris saw the man drag the redhead off on a stretcher. He locked his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the dim room. The white light casting a sharp shadow behind him. His wait was finally coming to an end.)

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Samuel sat at the desk in his office. The air was thick with cigarette smoke that almost chocked the dimly lit room. He was staring unblinkingly in front of him. Thinking hard. Trying to figure it all out. There was a mess of papers scattered before him, reflecting the utterly confused state of his mind. He had to, just had to find out where the boys were held.

He had got the police to do a routine raid of the ruins of the abbey and Voltaire's mansion in Russia. The old records of the scientists and employees of the Abbey had been pulled out and several of them were being questioned. But all of this, to no avail. These people had no idea.

The telephone broke in to his thoughts.

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A man in black clothes was watching the dojo from behind a tree that stood across the road. He could see three boys seated in the porch of the house. A young girl joined them carrying a tray that held four bowls. Everything seemed to be quiet. He dialled a number and spoke into his hands-free.

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"Detective Samuel here" he answered, his vision lowered to fall on the papers on his desk.

"All subjects clear" a man reported from the other end. "No signs of danger."

"Good, keep them in sight at all times and keep me updated."

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The small boy pressed back hard against the wall, trying to avoid the chaotic shadow. But it grew and as it passed over his small body it groped its way over it, its long fingers moving over it. They had finally found what they were looking for.

He felt like he was standing in the middle of a pit full of quick sand. He tried to move, to run, but all to no use. The shadowy fingers slithered over his small frame, trying to break his will, his strength. They ripped his shirt to pieces, bruising his pale skin as it curled themselves around his chest and neck, forced his mouth open and burst into his body.

Every fibre inside him was going to explode. He felt the shadow dart through his body as if trying to search for something. The comfort of the wall vanished as the shadow dragged him off the floor, in its desperate attempt to overcome its victim. Then something happened. Even through his closed eyes, Kai could feel something bright whiz past him and the next moment his body was free from the forceful grip. He fell to the floor of the morgue, his body still throbbing. He lay there for a while, wanting to just drift away into blissful sleep. Above him he could hear something that sounded like two massive balls of energy colliding against each other, lighting the dark of the room sometimes red sometimes a deep blue.

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Max's breathing steadied. The medics slowly cleared out, everyone shooting worried glances at the blond patient. A doctor stayed back and scribbled something onto the clipboard and hung it back at the foot of Max's bed.

"Please come with me." He said as he made his way out.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Please follow me and you will get your answers."

Kai silently followed, an anxiety growing inside him. He spotted a car parked at the gate with its doors open, waiting for him to step in.

The doctor who had led him to the vehicle gestured for him to get inside, "and stay low. We don't want to attract attention" He watched Kai as he slid off the seat and sat on the floor of the car, crammed between the front and the back seats. Another person who looked like an up-class businessman stepped in and sat on the seat, looking straight ahead. He than pulled out a small gun and pointed it directly at Kai's head, finger placed on the trigger, ready to shoot. The door slammed shut. The pretend-doctor slipped on to the driver's seat. Kai felt the rumble of the engine and the car was set in motion.

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Above him, he could hear something that sounded like two massive balls of energy colliding against each other, lighting the dark of the room, sometimes red sometimes a deep blue.

With all he could muster form within him, Kai opened his eyes and tried to look from where he lay on the floor. The first thing he saw was the body of the man lying directly in front of him. His eyes were wide open, as was his mouth. There were deep gashes across his face, a sticky black liquid oozing out of them. He dragged himself closer to the man in a hope to try and help him. He lifted himself off the ground and hurriedly reached one small hand out to touch the man's body. It had gone hard as a rock and was cold as ice. Through the flashes of red and blue he saw the little life that was still trapped in the man's eyes. They slowly turned to look at him, trying to tell him how much they wanted it all to just, stop.

Kai placed his hand on the man's chest to find a frantically beating heart. Unable to do anything to help he let his eyes fall back in the man's face. This time he saw something ghost like, drift out of his open mouth. It was like a dusty mist that was connected directly to the black malice above.

An agonised screech of a bird filled the room. Then everything fell silent. Kai stood in the pitch dark. The only sound he could hear was the slow spinning of the green blade that was still suspended in mid air.

He fell to his knees and groped in the dark desperately feeling around him. He knew that whatever had saved him, was losing the battle. He had no idea how it was going to help in any way. But the only thing he could do at this point was... found it.

He got to his feet again and set his blade in the launcher. Then with all his might he pulled the chord and heard his blade spin and hit the floor somewhere in front of him. Minutes went by and nothing happened. There was no flash of red light. Silence and the sounds two blades, one lazy spinning and the other cutting the wind, murdered all the souls on the room, both dead and alive.

"Come on!" he yelled into the dark, "I know you are there."

Something hit him squarely in his chest and flung him back. He slammed against the wall and fell to the floor. "come-on" he said through gritted teeth. Somewhere above him he heard. Crack. And a faint red, momentarily filled the room. Joy swelled inside him. It's working. He shakily got back to his feet and stared up into the darkness. Hoping to see another hint of his victory and there it was. Another spark. It was absorbing the energy Kai was trying to give. Suddenly a burst of yellow and red flames emerged from the shadows. The screech once again filling the room. Kai saw the tentacles of the shadow trying to choke the flames.

"Come on, you can do it!" he yelled. The flames shot out and darted toward him. Circled around him once and shot back at the shadow. In its light Kai saw a black head of what he thought could be a bird. Flames hit it and all the darkness slowly dissolved. The lazily spinning blade fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

Kai's bruised body dropped down to the floor. His blade was still spinning. Through his blurred vision he saw it spin to a stop. He weakly reached out to grab it. It felt warm and the chip on it showed a bird that had wings of red flames. He did not know what it meant. He then reached out and grabbed the green blade. The chip had cracked, its edges were oozing out a black liquid like from the man.

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"What the HELL was that." Voltaire slammed his fist onto the window and cracked it. "Where did Dranzer come from." He looked at Boris "I told you to have the morgue checked! You and your stupid ideas with that kid have landed us into this unwanted mess." He barked at Boris. "You have let his father's bit beast has passed onto him!"

"There was nothing there. I checked the place myself. I don't know where that bird came from." Boris was quite calm, "but our job is done sir Dranzer will not hang on with the boy for long. The seed has been planted inside the kid." He pulled out something from his pocket, "Black Dranzer still lives. It was only a tinge of its essence in that chip."

Boris smiled, "and come to think of it, even if the bird does linger with the boy, we might just be able to pull out its strength and feed it to Black Dranzer." He turned his head to look at Voltaire, "Imagine the power!"

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He was awoken by the soft hum that filled his mind that helped him to slowly surface back to reality. He opened his eyes. His vision was still blurred. Still, crawled up to a sitting position, drawing energy from the warm humm. His head swayed as he tried to get to his feet. He stood there for a moment then picked up his blade in front of him. He could make out that the chip on the top of his blade was no longer empty. There was a figure on it, but it was all hazy.

He walked through the room and reached a wall full of what looked like large square lockers. Boris had asked him to open the fifth one from the left. He walked down the line. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. His mind had fairly cleared now. He stood there for several minutes, preparing himself for what was inside. Then, with all his strength he pulled the cold steel handle. The drawer slid open. He walked around to look at what was in it. His eyes widened and body froze. He could have been standing there for hours. Time had gone numb. Somewhere at the back of his mind the low hum was resurfacing. He held on to its faint tenderness. "Daddy?"

Warmth had long left the body that lay inside the drawer. The cheeks were sunken, skin was rough almost scaly. There were deep cuts that ran across its chest and scratched the face. Some dried blood still clung to the wounds. Kai reached out one small hand to touch the cheek of his father whom he loved so much. His Daddy.

"Please wake up daddy," tears swimming in his eyes. "You promised to take me to the theatre when you returned. Please wake up." Kai pleaded over and over again. But the body remained unmoved.

The humming in his head slowly grew louder. Kai stepped back. Then pushed the drawer back into place. He stared at the cold steel for several minutes. Then drank back his tears then turned around. on his way out he saw the body of the man still lying in the same muddle as before. Eyes staring into nothingness.

This was a state of shock that he would never be able to resurface from.

He walked out of the front gate of the hospital, letting his feet take him to the car waiting for him. Boris got out and opened the door, his face glowing with a twisted smile. Voltaire smirked as the boy got in. Boris rested his hand on the door-frame of the car and bent down.

"What did daddy give you Kai?" a thrilling joy filled him when the kid did not answer. He just sat there staring into oblivion. Boris slammed the door shut and few minutes later they drove away.

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It was getting more difficult for him with each passing moment. The stitches across his back and chest were aching beyond reason and the driver was almost cruel when he refused to slow down before speed-breakers. The journey seemed to be never ending. The car came to a halt. The man stepped out of the vehicle and held the door open for Kai to get out.

They had reached some kind of an old warehouse. The man in the suit was still pointing the gun at Kai. He motioned the gun forward ordering Kai to walk ahead. He watched his target follow the command. The three walked into the large building, and down the winding path that was surrounded by metal, wood and other junk. There were rows and rows of boxes neatly piled one on top of the other. With white labels stuck on them. There were red and black 'x' markings on several of the containers.

A large truck stood at the other end of the building. A group of workers were loading the same wooden containers on to the vehicle. They halted to look as the two men with a young boy approached them.

"Get back to work"

The man in the suit spat, pointing the gun at the workers instead of Kai. "Grant" he called out and a man scurried forward. "is the container ready?"

"Yes Boss. Please. This way." Grant led the way. they reached a large container, just large enough for Kai to fit inside it.

"Get inside" Kai did as he was ordered. He got into the container and sat down. The suited man squatted and looked the boy directly in his eyes. Still loosely pointing the gun at him. Kai's stare leaving him unmoved.

"Stay inside and don't make a noise, we have made sure you do not get detected in the container," he said rubbing the inside walls or the bo. "Our doctor here," he gestured, "is going to take good care of your friend while you go away. So, at least for his sake, don't make a noise."

"Where will I be taken?"

The man smirked, "I'm sure you got the invite for the party." He stood up "seal it."

He looked at Kai and smiled, "here's something for your journey." He pulled out a bunch of photographs and threw them at the boy along with a small torch. Before the lid was placed Kai caught a glimpse of red haired boy lying in a pool of blood. Darkness.

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Tyson entered the room with a dozen cookie packets in his hands.

"Ok Kai, you are off for the day. You can go home and res.. Kai?" Tyson stood in the doorway. The only person in the room was Max. The sound of his steady breathing resonating in the empty room.

"Kai?" Tyson let the packets fall on to the table next to Max's bed.

"Maybe he went to the cafeteria." He said to himself. But really, Kai knows how delicate the situation is. He would never leave Max alone like this. Tyson pulled out his cell phone and dialled Mr. Dickenson's landline. No answer. "I'm just over reacting, he'll be back soon," he plopped down on the chair and opened a packet.

The nurse entered the room for a check up. She noted the readings of the machines on the clip board, then hung it back in place. Then walked up to Max and placed a thermometer on his mouth, took the readings. Then shot a sad smile at Tyson and started to leave the room.

"Um, excuse me, would you by any chance know where our friend Kai is?" Tyson spoke in Japanese to her, "you know, slate hair, crimson eyes..."

"Sorry I haven't seen him."

"Oh, ok."

"But really you should be more worried about him," she pointed at Max. "your friend must have told what happened yesterday."

Tyson was completely confused, "What do you mean? What happened? Kai has not told us anything."

"The doctors have got him out of a very delicate situation."

"What?"

The nurse looked at Tyson, worry pasted across her won face. "You wait here," and she hurried out. Tyson dialled Rei's number.

"Rei, you and the others better get here fast. Get Mr. D along."

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TBC

Eerrrr... yaa... so thats that...

Sorry for updating soooo late. I blame my job. But i have written a long chapter to compensate for the lateness...

Ne ways, know this that i will finish this story, come what may. So you guys can stay tuned for more..!

But for now please RnR!