Authors note: So im back again with Ian's Re-Interview. He's a very under appreciated character just like Spencer and I kind of want to give him a bit of his own identity in this chapter. Get you inside the head of the youngest Demolition Boy. To show the world he's more that just a shorty with a big nose and goggles. And thats what im gonna do! Read and Review! I want 500 views on this story, so even if you dont review please continue to read.

Ian

Notes: This is Doctor Cara Shernovov Re-interviewing patient 1279 Ian Papov after having his sensory chip removed.

Doc: Ian. . . . . Ian, Ian, Ian. I must say that your lack of empathy in our previous session had me worried. But with that behind us we can start fresh. What do ya say?

Ian: Sounds good to me doc.

Doc: Good! So tell me about you. Your often overshadowed or underestimated, no one really paying enough attention to you for you to have an identity of your own. So tell me about yourself a bit.

Ian: (grins) Well. . . . I launched my first beyblade successfully when I was two. And picked up my first Physics book when I was four. I love physics. . I got my high school diploma when I was eight and got my Bachelors degree in nuclear physics when I was 9.

Doc: Ah. . . Ian you and explosions. (laughs softly)

Ian: Yeah Borris wanted me to make bombs for him. Too bad the only ones i'd make for him would leave him stinkin for months. He he! But seriously, somthing about taking something apart and putting it back together to work faster and better just gets to me. Mabie its the thrill of it. I dont really know but, I love that feeling.

Doc: What do you wanna be when you grow up. And dont say a world champion Beyblader. Your very smart and have lots of options. I want a serious answer now, mind you.

Ian: (laughs) Suck all the fun out of it will ya. Alright ive always been a good soldier. So working for the Russian government always was a hot topic for me. Make lots of new toys for them to change the world and all that good stuff.

Doc: And do you see yourself doing that?

Ian: I dont know. For so long, If a question like that was asked at me. I'd turn and look at Tala or Borris. Ive never really made any decisions on my own before. But What ever I do, I wanna be close to my brothers. So I can still be with them. I am still a Demolition boy you know. And thats a life time gig, weather were blading or not. But yeah, working for the Russian government is somthing I see myself doing. Its nice to have dreams like that.

Doc: What were you working torwards in the Abbey? What was your dream there?

Ian: It was best not to make dreams or expectations for yourself in the Abbey. Just in case you didnt make it you know. But I think that mine was to make the world a better place. It was different to me than what Borris had in mind. He wanted war. I wanted peace. To create something that would truley sparkle in the eyes of scientist twice my senior.

Doc: Thats a good out look Ian. But ive also noticed your extreme sadistic humor. And even now I cant tell if your jokeing or telling me the truth.

Ian: (morbid look) Its the Abbey in me im affraid. I had to have that sadistic humor in there to hold on to myself. I had to laugh at stuff that wasnt remotley funny to keep my sanity. So i'd make jokes, and pull pranks. It was just how it was. Spencer once told me that I still had a childs heart beating within me. Somthing I know was beaten out of my brothers at a very young age, and they made sure that never happened to me. And In return Id pull pranks and make jokes to make them smile, even if times were hard, and the beatings were harder. If I could make them smile and laugh, that made me happy. It may seem horrible and sadistic to the outside world, but in a place as hard as the Abbey, it was just a way to hold on to whatever identity you had left when Borris was done with you.

Doc: Ok Ian, lets try this. I want you to characterize each member of your team with gender rolls. Mother, father, Brother, uncle. Whatever fits them best. Start with Tala whenever your ready.

Ian: Hmmmmmm. . . . Tala would have to be the mom, no doubt. Dont EVER tell him I said that though. He'd me mom because he could be so sweet and loving somtimes, but still give you a right woopin when the time called for it. If someone was messin with you he'd be there in an instant with a sarcastic comment and a frigid glare to send them on their way. He'd give you comfort you needed, while still letting you get the lesson behind whatever caused your need for comfort. And he always had your back. No matter what. Standing behind you as a crutch. Thats the way I see him anyway.

Doc: Ok, What about Spencer?

Ian: (Snorts) He's the dad, duh. Giving you words of wisdom. Sticking up for you, and always taking your side, even if your wrong. And then correcting you with the right answer afterwards. Giving you the harsh words you need, while always making sure you knew that no matter what he'd be there with comfort if you required it. And when you were 3 to 1 in a fight, and there was no way out. He cast a large shadow over the masses, making them flee like little ants. Before he'd pick you back up, dropping you to your own two feet. Dusting you off with a pat on the head, and saying. "You alright. But if you do that shit again, I'll wallop you into next week. Ok" (laughs happily) Yup! Spencer is definitley the dad!

Doc: And Bryan?

Ian: (taps chin in thought) Bryans like that crazy uncle you have. You go to him with the things that you cant go to mom and dad for because they just dont understand and you know he will. If you tell him someones picking on you, he'll get mad saying that "No one can pick on you but me!" And then the next day you walk into the caf and your tormentor is hanging by his ankles from the celing. While Bryan just smirks and winks before walking away whistling without a care in the world. And when you fall down and everything feels shit hopeless. He's the first one to say, "Hey get up! Do that shit again! You can do it, I know you can." And you believe him because he'd never stear you wrong. And when Tala would get all up in your chiz. He'd pull you to the side and wipe away your tears of frustration, and give you a caring smile that you would never guess that he had. And then go with you to pick on the poor red head. Leaving us all laughing in the end. Yeah, Bry is definitley the uncle.

Doc: Its interesting to have them broken out in that way. But i cant help but ask this. Ian. . . your still young and have a long way to go. And the others can really only teach so much. So. Would you like a family. Your still very young and have that opportunity while the others dont. You could still have the dream of a happy family.

Ian: I just dont see that happening for me Doc. Potential adopters want cute babys. Not Sadistic, abused boys who are down right ugly, and have a big mouth. Not that it wouldnt be nice though. Having a real mom and dad. Going to school. Even though I dont really need it. Making friends. Having a girl friend or boy friend, which ever, I would be happy with. But that picket fence dream isnt for everyone. And Ive never thought of myself becomeing that. But it would be nice.

Doc: you'd be surprised to find that there are people who are looking for children just like you Ian. To help and support you through the hard times. And lead you the right way through your life. If I could find a perfect match for you. Would you consider meeting them?

Ian: I would consider it. But I wont make any promises Doc. Ive been through too much already to allow myself to get sucked into a dream that I believe dosent exist for me. I wont lose my brothers to gain people who dont really care. Because I know they do. Weather we show it to one another or not Were still a family. Through all the shit. The fights and arguments that were pointless, we were always there for each other. Not even Borris could break the bond we have. And trust me, he did try. But It wasnt ever gonna happen. Wont ever happen. I love them and they love me. Nothing will ever change that. No matter how many miles apart I may feel from them. They'll always be with me. Standing with me shoulder to shoulder through whatever else life throws at us.

Doc: Ian, I have one more question for you. And a serious answer would be appreciated.

Ian: There you go fun sucking again doc. But sure. I'll answer your question.

Doc: When you and your friends were removed from the abbey Borris had already fled. Ian - Where is Borris Balcov?

Ian: (rolls eyes) (smirks) You'll never find him, but if you really wanna know I'll tell you.

Doc: Where is he Ian?

Ian: (speaks with sweedish accent) He had a sex change opperation. His name is Inga and moved to Sweedin to herd goats for rest of days. (giggles uncontrollably)

Doc: (sighs heavilly, very heavilly) Alright thats enough out of you. Go on, were done for today. But count on me looking for that perfect family for you Ian.

Ian: (shrugs) If you find em let me know. See'ya Doc.

Notes: I felt the worst for Ian in the beginning though now things have changed. I now see his sadistic humor as child like grace in the dark work where he was raised. Making jokes at the expense of himself just to make his brothers smile. He has a great mind and big dreams. Though I do fear that he'd leave all those dreams behind, if he could just stay with his team and brothers for a little longer. He's still young and can still have the life that was meant for him before he was dropped in that shack so long ago to freeze. And i fear that he wont get those dreams of a happy family if he stays with them. Though it may be hard for him, I believe that, thats what he needs. Though he wont agree, I can count of his family's support without question. Like him they have a need to see eachother happy. And deep down I think they know their yongest member may be happier living a normal life. They all have a deep bond. A bond that will remain even if separated from eachother. It is my hope that the youngest member of this team achieves all of the dreams and goals in his life if released.