My Grandpa's Back
Chapter 8
They went to the hotel. Kai was extremely angry that anyone had dared try to get into his mansion at all, much less get in and attack him in his sleep. It was low and cowardly. His security was supposed to be elite. Then again, he hadn't trusted it to begin with. That's why he had a knife under his pillow.
None of them slept that much. They were all a little paranoid that whoever had tried to hurt them was going to repeat their attempt. They had already proven they wouldn't be afraid to sneak in during the night and kill them in their sleep.
After Mr. Dickenson had lectured them on how badly they needed rest, they all settled to take watches. Kai took first and would end the night. They would all alternate. Kai would've taken the whole night, but Ray and Kenny had bugged him into at least closing his eyes.
The morning came, and they were all in one piece. Nobody had tried to assassinate them after the mansion episode. Despite the watch agreement, they had gotten almost no sleep. Any of them. Dark bags under their eyes proved this.
"Good morning...boys..." Mr. Dickenson tried to greet them as they came down for breakfast, but he dropped his statement as he saw that they didn't feel like talking and weren't going to answer them. This was the second quiet meal they had had together. Poor Tyson. Even he had lost his energy. They just toyed around with their food for the course of breakfast, taking only nibbles at their toast and bagels. They all drank herbal tea to calm their nerves, for once. The eggs, bacon, sausage, etc. was almost untouched. Usually by now, Max would've squirted them all with a packet of butter, but he seemed to know now wasn't the time to brighten things up. He didn't feel like it anyway.
"Are we going to switch hotels Mr. Dickenson?" Ray finally asked, breaking the silence and ending the suspense. All of the BladeBreakers looked at the elder, eager to hear the answer.
"Uh...well, we had planned on you staying here, but I suppose-" Mr. Dickenson started, but he was interrupted by Kai.
"It'll be harder for these stalkers to lock onto our location if we are constantly changing our lodgings." Everyone agreed with this statement.
"Why is Voltaire doing this?" Tyson asked, surprising everyone. "He failed once. Isn't that enough? Is he that intent on capturing our bitbeasts? And what does he want them for, anyway?" No one knew the answers to these questions.
"How can a bitbeast take control of the world anyway? All they are are...spirits. They can't materialize. Right?" Max put in his view on the whole thing. This was all very confusing.
"I can't answer that, I am afraid," Mr. Dickenson told him.
"I dunno if changing hotels will really matter," Ray stated his opinion, causing the others to glance at him, questioning and confused. "Well, if they have people monitoring our every move, waiting to attack when we are alone, then we really don't need to go anywhere. And it's only a matter of time before they find out where we are, if they don't already," he explained. There was no argument. He had a point.
"Ray's right. It doesn't matter what we do," Kai agreed. "The most we can do is go about our business. Live our lives like normal."
"I'll see what I can do about an escort for you boys," offered Mr. Dickenson.
"No." Everyone looked at Kai. "We don't need bodyguards. And we don't know if they'll be a spy. It'd be even easier to keep an eye on our whereabouts. And even if they're not, it would only attract attention." Eveyone nodded sadly. "The best thing to do is return to our home countries."
"What?" everyone cried out at this suggestion.
"Max should return to America, and Ray should go back to China. I'm sure nobody would mind Tyson and Kenny tagging along." Kai had decided for them?
"But -" Max objected, giving Ray a worried look. He had promised not to say anything, but...
"Kai, we won't let you handle this on your own!" Tyson declared.
"It's me he's after, and sticking around will only make you a target," Kai argued.
"We're your friends, Kai," Max said. "We stick together no matter what. We look out for each other. Isn't that what you do for us?"
"Yeah," Tyson agreed.
"Sorry, bud, but I'm with them." (Ray)
"It's settled, Kai. Looks like you're stuck with your teammates," Mr. Dickenson added.
He had been outvoted again. Kai sighed in frustration and turned to look out the window. Lucky he did, because at that moment, a shadow figure darted away from the window. They had been being watched. Kai stood quickly and ran out of the lobby, giving chase. He was closely followed by Ray and Max. Tyson brung up the rear. He had stopped to grab an extra doughnut on his way after them.
They pursued the stalker and tracked him to the park. It was empty. That was suspicious. They stood in a little ring of grass in the center of the park, surrounded by trees.
Kai's ears perked up. He had heard the clack of a pistol. A second later, they all heard the same sound from every direction. They backed up against one another. "Show your face, you coward!" Kai demanded.
A husky figure appeared in front of them. "Hello, Kai," it greeted.
"Grandfather," he whispered, fury in his voice.
"So sorry we had to meet like this." An obvious lie with a bit of taunting. "But I think it's time you returned to Biovolt, and...well, as we have seen, you need a little...persuassion."
"Leave them alone!" Kai ordered. "They have nothing to do with this!"
"They have everything to do with this," Voltaire contradicted. Just then, the sirens of a police car were heard in the distance, the pitch increasing as it came closer to the park. It was apparent that this was their destination. Someone had tipped off the cops that the convict from Russia had suddenly appeared here.
"We will meet again," Voltaire said his farewell. "I promise. And you will return to us...Kai."
With that, he left, along with his followers. Everyone looked at Kai. No one dared go after them.