I am kinda tired/bored, so I'll try to make this one short.
...Disclaimer- no, I don't own beyblade. Leave me alone...
Chapter 8- Dreams of the past...
Triss had gotten back to the beachhouse around 10:00. She saw everyone sitting in the living room, watching a scary movie, which was uncommom for their friends. When she entered the room, Acra looked up from the screen and motioned for her to sit on the couch. Triss ignored that gesture and sat on the ground near the section of the couch Kai decided to sit at. Kai sat above her on the couch. Hilary was clutching to Tyson for dear life, while he had his arm wrapped protectivly around her. Ray sat with Matti a few feet away from the couple, closer to the door. Max was hiding behind the couch because the movie was 'scary'. Jimmi and Erin had gone to bed awhile ago, and were fast asleep in their respected rooms. Kenny and Alkanet were staring wideyed at the screen, obviously were scared.
...Triss' Pov...
I shook my head at the television. 'Oh my god.' I thought. 'They really think Freddy v/s Jason is scary? Seriously, a history test is scarier than this!'
'I concur'. Illusion's voice echoed through my mind. "How's your hand?"
"Illusion? Are you ok?! How's your wing?"
"My wing is perfectly fine! I'm more worried about your hand. How deep did you get cut?."
"Wha- oh, it's fine. The blade didn't go as deep as I had thought." I muttered to her. Illusion cooed quietly, and I could tell she was releived.
"Triss, I think we should we should challenge Kai and Dranzer soon!" she said. I sighed and quietly said it was okay with me, but that she would have to ask.
"Will do captian!" and Illusion went off to talk to Dranzer.
I looked at my watch. Eleven o'clock it read. The time had gone by fast. I swept my eyes around to see my teammates. They were all sleeping! I shook my head as I watched them sleep. "You all have no clue how much danger we are in, do you?" I mumbled. "Be happy your dreams are wracked by the past." Bitterly, I layed my head back on the couch and started to drift off, knowing what my dreams would be of.
...End Triss' Pov...
...Kai's pov...
When I was sure she had gone to sleep, I switched sides of the couch so my head was almost level with Triss'. 'I wonder what she ment by we dont have a clue how much danger were in."
'I beleive I can answer that." came Dranzer's voice.'Illusion told me that Triss was worried about the fact that her grandmother was working with Voltaire. Illusion also accidently mentioned that Triss thinks of you alot."
"Ill pretend I didn't here that last comment. Why would she be worried about Asakura and Voltaire?They are in jail after all."
Dranzer shook his head."Kami you are dense! How long did it take for Voltaire to escape last time? How long do you think it'll take him this time, now that Asakura is helping him? And now they will be after you and Triss before long!"
I looked dumbfounded as the realization of what Dranzer said hit me."Just go to sleep Dranzer."
Dranzer turned to return to his blade,"Before I forget, Illusion and Triss want a rematch."
"Hmph"
...End Kai's Pov...
The house was silent as the teens slept. Each within their own dreams, they subconciously thought of things past and what they really wished for.
...Triss' Dream...
A fourteen year old girl dressed in black and crimson red ran down the hall way of a dark cold abbey. She didn't know where she was running. Just as long as she made it back to her home, her friends, her everything. As she ran, her long red and black hair ,pulled in a low ponytail, swayed behind her.
Quickly she turned a corner, smashing right into another fourteen year old. He had red hair, and was easily distinguishable as Tala Valkov.
"Tala. Thank goddess." muttered Triss. By the looks of Tala, he had just been punished. His pale skin was bloodied, he had scars on his face and his orange and white suit was ripped and torn. Triss knew it was her turn next, though hers would be much worse.
Tala looked at his friend and nodded, letting her know she would be ok. Triss was the only thing giving him and his friends Ian, Bryan, Spencer, and even Kai, hope in this place, for she was the only one that had never given Boris or Voltaire the satisfaction of her tears and pain.
"Be careful Triss." he warned her. "Boris is in a really foul mood today. He got Kai really bad this time. He was on the verge of tears."
Triss looked at the redhead wide-eyes, knowing that Kai (though she didnt know him personally) almost cried, was amazing.
Triss knew not to cry. It would just be worse if she did, and she had never cried before, and she never would.
They left each other so that Triss could get it over with. She walked onto a dungeon, where Boris could be seen standing in the middle of the room, a long pointed staff in hand. Voltaire, his grandson Kai, and even Triss' own grandmother Asakura, were seated in chairs near the door. Kai was there to learn to be colder, and the other two were there for kicks.
Triss went and stood in the middle of the room, and waited for her punishment. It never came.
Everything left her mind, giving her the dreamless sleep she so badly wanted. What she didn't know, was outside her dream, something had happened.
...End Chapter...
A/n- Yes. short and sweet. Please review!