Heyyy... m sooo sorry for this LATE update... but a lot of hectic schedules have been hitting my part of the world lately..!
Well ne ways... enjoy chapterrr 14
xxxxxxxxxx
Dr. Hutaru sat at his desk with his hands held in front of his face, fingers intertwined with each other. The lines on his forehead deepened as he considered the events of the past evening.
"So, you mean someone was keeping Max sedated?" Rei was the first to break the silence, "and you want us to believe that all this was happening under your nose and you didn't know?" Dr. Hutaru looked up to meet Rei's eyes. He watched the teen get off his chair and walk to the window. "... and now Kai is missing."
Minutes passed when everyone seemed to make their own calculations. It was difficult to comprehend that max could have enemies who wanted to take his life. Hell, it was difficult to comprehend that max had enemies. But yet, he was there in the hospital, hooked up to life-support systems.
"Judi is here." Hillary declared as she pushed the glass door which gave out an agitated squeak. "She is in Max's room right now," she gave out a small sigh and leaned her body against the wall.
Another long pause, "She looks awful, she said she was trying to get here, like... forever. But every time the flight got cancelled or delayed. Almost like someone didn't want her to come here," she said rubbing her forehead with her fingers.
xxxxxxxxxx
Voltaire turned the key in the lock of the main door and opened it. Their boots fell softly on the wooden floorboards as they entered the dead silence of the house. Boris half dragged Kai into the house, dropped him onto the floor and flicked the lights on.
The sharp ticks of the clock added a steady rhythm to the night. The world had moved on. But he was stuck, in that moment, in that shock, in that refusal. He kept travelling back to a place where his father was still alive, where he still could feel him, touch him, hug him. And he smiled. His head bowed low, hair falling into his eyes and his chin almost touching his chest. The smell of the hospital still fresh in his nostrils, he smiled.
He felt some one hold him tight. Pull him close. Someone lifted his chin and his eyes met a pair of blue eyes full of concern, worry. The smile still tugging at the corners of his lips, he tilted his head slightly and placed his small hand on his mother's cheek.
Kira cupped the tiny hand on her cheek, "what's the matter with you darling? What happened?"
xxxxxxxxxx
Flight no 451A Rossiya Airways going to Moscow has been delayed by five hours. Samuel rubbed his face in his hands. He should have been in Russia by now. Although the air conditioning kept the airport cool, little beads of sweat kept erupting on his forehead, keeping the anxious quiver inside him alive.
xxxxxxxxxx
The main door creaked loudly and disrupted her sleep. Eyes weary form yesterday's stresses and her hair tied up in a tangle, she got out of the bed. The sitting room lights were switched on; she narrowed her eyes and moved into the blaze.
It took her a minute to register the scene laid out before her. The door was left open and a simple breeze drifted into the house tossing the curtains. Two men were seated at the bar. One held a glass in his hand, twirling the liquid in it around before he took a sip, the other drank straight from the bottle. A small boy sat at the door his face completely hidden by his hair. His shirt was tattered exposing the dried blood caked around the numerous cuts and bruises on his chest and arms. She gasped and ran down the stairs.
"What's the matter with you darling? What happened?" tears glistened past her cheeks, as she held the tiny hand of her son. "Kai please... what happened?"
One of the men behind her gargled his drink, the loudly gulped it down. Kira turned to look at Boris, "What have you done to him?" Boris meagrely grinned and tilted his head to look at Kai. Kira stood up and stood in front of her son, shielding him form Boris's gaze.
"I knew there was something wrong with you, the day you stepped in my house!" she said forcing the man to look into her furious eyes.
"Yeah?" Boris raised an eyebrow, "You knew there was something wrong with me? And still you felt it alright to leave your only son with me? You really are a horrible mother," he smirked.
Kira turned to look at Voltaire, "You got him here father? This man? Can't you see he is destroying our family?" Voltaire stared at the drink in his glass and twirled it around again. "please say something father." The pitch of her voice rose, completely annoyed at the man's thick behaviour.
Voltaire set the glass down on the bar table and looked up, "I must say Kira, Eduard and you have made one fine child. Congratulations." He traced the rim of the glass with his finger, "the boy doesn't even flinch in the face of fear."
"What do you mean?" her tone was threatening.
"He means, love," Boris moved closer to Kira, "he has no more use of you now and he wishes to send you to his son."
Kira stared at Boris and did not move back even as he inched closer to her. "Where is Eduard?"
"Oh! I thought you'd never ask... Kai," Boris looked around Kira, "look, mummy wants to know where daddy is..." he brought his gaze back to her, "You wanna know here he is?" he whispered taking out a photograph from his coat pocket. And a dagger. He handed Kira the photograph, and rejoiced the shock in her eyes. Then stabbed her, once. Twice. Thrice...
xxxxxxxxxxx
Kai woke, soaking in sweat, beating his hands frantically on the walls of whatever was holding him. Breathing like he had just run ten miles. He still felt the wet blood splattered across his face. He felt around in the small space, in search of something, anything. An object fell in his panicked grasp. He picked it and flicked it on and yellow light flooded the dark box. He sat there crumpled, soaked in his own sweat, panting.
xxxxxxxxxx
Dr. Hutaru lowered his hands and picked up the blue file on his desk. "There are two things I would like to say," he flicked through the sheets, "first," he looked up, "Max is going to be just fine the sedative they were using was not powerful. It just kept him out for a handful of hours," he paused for a reaction.
"Which brings me to point two," Tyson shuffled in his seat and narrowed his eyes looking intently at the man speaking in front of him, "this drug, it does not exist, well, at least officially. I had heard of it once before, but never encountered it. That's why I failed to detect it. It works at a sub-level." Dr. Hutaru pulled the sheet he was reading from out of the file. "It basically puts its victim in a deep state of sleep and creates an illusion of coma. Doing all this it manages to go completely undetected, unless specific tests are carried out."
Everyone turned to look in the direction of what sounded like a hundred fingers hitting a few keys, "the drug is called 'Xedozephine' it was developed and used at th-" he hesitated, then in a softer tone, "... at the Boivault." Unease brushed past the room, Hillary who was still standing at the door, walked towards Kenny. She peered over his head to look at the screen of his laptop and read further, "Xedozephine was used to keep the subject asleep while tests were carried out and research was done, some of which left behind irreversible damage, scars and dreadfully unstable children. Further, this drug was used to..." She skimmed through the many paragraphs reading important bits here and there on her way. "... evidence suggest that breathing problems, psychological disorders, memory loss can be some of the more prominent after effects of Xedozephine."
Another pause spread its havoc in the cabin. Dr. Hutaru rubbed his palm across his left cheek and heaved a sigh. "On the first day that Max was brought here, your friend, Kai said he was form Russia."
"So? What are you suggesting?" Tyson sprang up to his feet and shot a threatening looked at the Doctor.
"Tyson please calm down. Let's hear...," Mr. Dickenson looked troubled.
"What? What do you want to hear Mr. D? Some baseless bullshit about Kai? Well I..."
"Tyson please do..."
The doctor rested his elbows on the arms of the chair and raised his tone slightly as if to make a point, "your friend was here most of the time. He refused to leave Max even for a minute. He is from Russia and in my research I happened to stumble upon a 'Kai' who was a victim of the Biovault scandal. He is the grandson of a certain Voltaire who happens to be accused of running biovault." He leaned back in the chair, "and just look at the coincidence here, this Kai also happens to look a hell lot like you friend."
"So you are saying...?" Kenny stressed on the gaping blank in his question.
"I am not saying anything here, things are speaking for themselves."
"Whatever your theories maybe Doctor, they are wrong. We would trust Kai with our lives." Rei turned away from the window.
"Well..." the doctor was now leaning back in his chair, "then you must know why Kai is not here with us today," he paused "he isn't here because he knows he's been sniffed out. He is..." he stopped to watch Rei walk out of the room.
xxxxxxxxxx
TBC
aahhhh... i know its a bit tooooooo long and not very action packed... but it sets the stage for all the action to follow...
Pleaseee reviewww..! u donno how much they encourage me to keep going...! :)