RtR- Hi ya guys! Sorry again for not updating this fic for so long but you know-
Kai- You're babbling!
RtR- Oh ya guys I forgot to tell you that Mr. Sourpuss here had been sick! *sniggers* And so he was absent in the previous chappie :P ;)
Kai- *coughs* Shut up.
RtR- Geez Kai. Go to the doctor. You're gonna infect me.
Kai- As if you're not already infected.
RtR- Idiotic dumb bastard. *rolls eyes*
Kai- Tsk tsk. Language girl language.
RtR- Stop calling me a girl!
Kai- Boy then? *smirks*
RtR- Could you've been dumber? I'm of course not a boy!
Kai- Gosh! So you're a trans?
RtR- *whacks Kai's head with a thick book*
Kai- Ow! *runs after RtR*
RtR- GUYS WHILE I TRY TO SAVE MYSELF – ON WITH THE FIC! AAH! MERLIN SAVE ME!
Disclaimer- I don't own Beyblade or any character. They belong to Aoki Takao. I do own my OC and the plot. I don't make any profit or earnings by writing this. It's simple imagination out of a young (and innocent) mind. If you dislike me or my work please don't read further. Click the that amazing back button of your phone or that big red cross on the top right corner, its calling you despisers.
Chapter- 8
"Tyson?" Hilary's voice called out in the darkness. She put her right hand up and tried to feel Tyson. Suddenly a yelp followed when she touch something.
"Ow Hils! That's my face!" Tyson's voice called back in a whine.
"Oh sorry Tys." She giggled.
"Stop giggling. That's not funny. Your nails hurt if you don't know-"
"Shh. Listen." Hilary put her hand up, though she knew he couldn't see it.
"What?" Came the irritated voice of Tyson.
"A scream." She whispered.
"Ice-cream?"
"I said a 'scream' not ice-cream. For Dragoon's sake Tyson stop thinking about food right now." Hilary hissed. "Come on let's check." She grabbed Tyson's hand, after a lot of random hand movements, and both of them crawled to the edge of the bed.
"We don't have night visions if you remember Hils." Tyson said as if telling a history fact which Hilary forgot.
"Are seriously that dumb? See this." Suddenly the room was lit up. Tyson craned his neck to see Hilary holding a dark purple beyblade in her hand, and the light was coming out of it.
"Where did you get it from?" Tyson asked as they opened the door to see the whole manor was engulfed in darkness. The light from the bey acted as moonlight, giving out soft light.
"I found this in the box from where I took Angel. I gave it to Kenny to check." They descended down the stairs. "He told me that the bey's made for endurance; Platino, griffin of light, is the bit beast. And the surprising thing is: it obeys me. It didn't launch properly when Kenny did. But when I gave a try it moved like anything."
"Are you sure it not yours?" Tyson asked, incredulously.
Hilary gave him a repulsive look and was about to say back something when the lights of manor came back.
"Hey the lights came back!" Tyson exclaimed, not knowing that he was just saved from the wrath of Hilary Tachibana.
"Lights off, Platino." Hilary somewhat grumbled and pocketed the beyblade.
Kai twitched and turned and groggily opened his eyes. Everything was in blur but he could feel metal round his wrists and ankles. 'Metal? Where am I?'
He blinked several times and his vision cleared. He was standing against a cold wall. He looked up and saw that he was almost hanging from chains, while his feet just touched the tiled floor with his ankles also locked. He looked around and saw that he was in a dungeon; a dingy and dark one.
Suddenly he heard a cold laughter, almost sending chills down his spine. And a figure came in view. It was in a black trench coat, and wearing red glasses.
"Red glasses…? Does that mean…" he whispered to himself, trying to decipher who the figure was. "… Boris?" he said out loud.
"Excellent guess Master Kai." He sneered. "But I'm afraid that a guess wouldn't help you out, would it?" There was a smug expression on his face and Kai's hands ached to punch him square at his jaw.
"Why have you chained me Boris?! Let me out of here!" he yelled angrily, his hand struggling against the strong metal.
"Tsk tsk. Never thought you would forget my daughter so soon Kai. Now that did hurt." Boris made a fake expression of hurt on his face.
"Tory? What did you do with her Boris?!" he yelled in anguish.
"Ah, that's where you're wrong Kai. She's my daughter. I, of course, would keep her in peace." Boris said, the smug smirk again forming on his lips.
Kai stopped his struggling; now his expression told that he was contemplating something. 'Peace? When he says peace, what does he mean?'
"Where is she?" his tone was suddenly calm but it was irony because his tone held a threatening dialect.
"We will have enough time for storytelling once Miss Tachibana comes to get her daughter."
"Angel? You bloody filthy creature! You captured a little girl in your hellhole too! I swear if you lay a single hand on her, I'm gonna rip you apart!" His deathly tone for once took back Boris but he held himself.
"She would remain unscathed. I don't want to destroy the future of BioVolt, now do I?" and soon Boris's menacing laughter echoed in the whole dungeon, as if threatening anyone to go against him.
"What do you mean?" he asked suspiciously. "What do you mean by the future?"
"Uh uh… no more questions." He regained his smug expression and walked away from Kai's sight.
"Ugh! I need to get out of this place!" Kai grumbled in despair, the metals were hurting his wrists every time he moved. He suddenly realised that his bitbeast's presence was missing.
"Dranzer? Gah!" He suddenly turned around as he felt a sudden presence behind him. There stood Dranzer or better say a faded image of her.
"Master Kai… don't fret. I'm safe. You forgot my chip at Kenny's. They'll find you soon. Take care Master." And the image was gone as soon as it came.
Kai dropped his head and let out a tired sigh. 'What's this all happening?'
"T-Tyson?" Her shaking hands, which were sweating cold, grabbed his shoulder. She got his attention, "I'm going to look for Angel." This was all he heard before she dashed upstairs to Angel's playroom, leaving a clueless Tyson. 'What kind of girl is she? She has a bey with a bitbeast and she doesn't own it but controls it yet. And now she ran off just like that.'
She hurriedly pushed opened the door and frantically looked all over the room and saw no sign of the little purple haired girl. She frantically searched the room, kicking the toys that came in her way. Soon the whole room was in mess with toys hither and thither, half of them broken.
This didn't matter to Hilary even a bit who was as the moment sitting on floor with her head in her hands, the sweating fingers threading through her brown locks.
Suddenly her head snapped and she saw the dread; a message written on the cupboard door with a crayon, probably Angel's.
Want the girl? At nine near the Night Rocker's. Be there ALONE!
Her mind went blank for a heartbeat. She, after coming back to her senses, looked at the entrance door of the room then back at the message. She took a deep breath and went over to the window and look down to the outside.
Turning back to the door she said only three words, "I'm sorry Tyson" and she jumped down the window and landed on the grassy ground gracefully. Her gymnastic lessons at least came in handy. And she was gone from the Hiwatari grounds before anyone could say 'Flee'; from the back door she had known when she began living in the Manor.
This is it! Probably more three chapters before this fic officially finishes. :)
Thanks to all the beautiful reviewers : Cutetyhil, Naïve Subha, solitude 13, Guest, Blue Lightning of Night, Saira's World, PhoenixPrincess, The-next-you-know-who, Meethi and Lily.
Some review responses:
Lily – Thanks for the review. But uh… could you er complete the review?
Meethi – Thanks for the review. But sorry I can't add KaiEli in there or any OC.
Guest- Thanks for taking your time out for reviewing even if you think my fics aren't up to your level. And if you think that I or any of the writers are incompetent, do show us how to be competent. And if you don't know so I must tell you Hilary is freakin' 19. A legal adult and of course can adopt a child. As for your information I personally don't think orphanages and foster homes do good to a child usually. Next time before writing like a critic, do add some points to hold your words.
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