Authors Note: Sorry for the slow update just trying to get my head round this. Trying to see what I could do, which is all sorted now! So thanks to the readers and to:
GabZ - Thanks for reviewing, I actually go the idea when my little cousin started shooting a water pistol at my mum. -.-'' Strange how things turn into angst 0.o Well anyway thanks for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Kaiiko - Cruel indeed, and some more veil and cruel things that I thought up, now that I actually know where this story is going I can update quicker too.. Thanks for reviewing.
The Goddess azure Thunder - If it turns yoai... Which may happen, though some that don't like it I suppose could see it as a really strong friendship... Though that's not yoai that what.. Shouen-ai? Anyway thanks for reviewing!
DancerInTheDark101 - They are.. This fic started because I saw a picture of a chibi D-Boy squad that a friend had. I now know where this fic is going so, no ideas are now needed. Though anything that you may like to see, anyone can just PM me and ask. I might do... depending lol. Thanks for reviewing!
Chapter Six
What was a beybattle...? The children walked over to what was like a giant one-way mirror. They glanced at it, it had not been there before - when had it appeared? Kai was the first to hear the sounds, as metal collided with metal, and plastic being torn as if it were mere velvet. The small children wandered to the window confused and also feeling braver than they had.
Spencer wasn't surprised he knew what the noises where; he'd heard them all the time now that he had been placed nearer the main stadium. Bryan looked at the mirror as it slowly began to change colour from its
reflective state to a clear plastic cover. The children looked in and saw two spinning tops hitting each other over and over again. Like some wild animals. The boys didn't know what to say but stared as one dark beyblade span in the centre of a large dish.
Spencer looked at around the room he could now see; there were no people just large metal arms that seemed to fire more and more spinning tops at that one particular blade. The one that was simply spinning in the centre of the dish, didn't waste time in destroying any other beyblade that came within striking
distance.
The black blade, black as night, hypnotised Kai. He'd never felt the strange feeling he had while he watched this one blade knocked out countless others out of the large dish. It was clear what the aim was - place the other spinning top out of the dish. Or as they would be further corrected, to destroy the opponents beyblade.
Kai couldn't help but blink when the blade stopped - it didn't even slow down, it just... Stopped. Kai felt saddened by the sudden decline in action. Tala looked over at Kai to see the boy watching the blade through the glass as if he had spotted something he needed. He hadn't even eyed the food like that. Tala watched as the blade was picked up by a mechanical arm, and replaced into a launcher. Tala looked at Bryan though he was interested he wasn't as keen as Kai had been. Blue eyes looked over back at the bluenette as a small smile graced his lips. Was Kai enjoying seeing so much destruction? Tala looked back inside...
The small group of children gasped when the blade was launched and annihilated the small dish and almost the apposing mechanical arm. Bryan took a step back thinking some of the debris would break through the
strong window they all stood behind. Though all that happened was a part flew up and scratched the material.
All of a sudden someone came into the room. The other boys turned around, to see if it was yet another child of their own age. Yet it was nothing of the sort. There stood a man, clean and in a suit. He looked
important.
Kai blinked he'd seen that man before, his small heart began to beat quicker and quicker as he knew who this man was. He was the main man when it came to 'cleaning' the school of his problem. Kai gulped and
rested his back against the wall, he didn't want to be here. Spencer looked at the fear what the youngest boy showed; he could see it in his eyes that seemed to quiver under the stare. Bryan had never seen anyone with long hair before - not as an adult male. Spencer knew who this was even though it was the first ever time he'd seen him. It was just in the way he walked in without a care.
The man walked over, a smug look on his face a strange aura surrounded the room as the man got closer, the closer the children became. Kai was shivering in fear, and Tala could now hear the quiet whimpers that the boy was trying hard to stop. The man didn't need to even look long at the small boy he just was so
predictable, and therefore weak.
"Kai, have you toughened up yet?" The man's smug face disappeared and was replaced by what looked like a disappointed scowl. Kai blinked - out of everyone he could of talked to first, even acknowledged why was it him? He didn't deserve to be noticed! Kai shivered weakly as he looked up at his grandfather - who didn't look happy to see him. Kai remained silent.
"Well?" His grandfather was trying to get some sort of answer out of him, though Voltaire was interested in what his grandson would say; whether he had actual gained something with the lack of food. Such as
respect for his elders.
Kai looked down at his feet; while Tala and Bryan watched the boy wondering what he would do. Tala wasn't sure what he could do, however, he knew he was scared and would not move unless he had to. In the
meanwhile Kai was against the wall, his small hands clenched into small fists. His arms began to shake as Kai whispered very quietly.
"...I hate you..." He felt his eyes fill up, yet he made no attempt on looking up at his so called grandfather he hated the very sight of the man. He brought to many memories with him. Kai just wanted to start screaming and shouting and hitting his grandfather but he had tried to many times and he had failed because he had been so small and...weak.
"What was that? I'm afraid when pathetic nothing's try to talk they just mumble. Speak up!" The man yelled, the other boys jumped and they too were more than shocked to hear the treatment the bluenette was getting
from his grandfather. Kai felt the tears run slowly down his cheek he closed his eyes tightly imagining himself away from the retched place that he was living in.
He felt suddenly warm; happy even like anything he would do he would be safe. As if he would be able to say anything to the man in front of him without having any consequences. Kai felt so safe he smiled lightly.
Everyone watched as the boy's sad face turned into what appeared a smile, which shocked almost everyone. Although Kai was more shocked when he felt angry as if he was going to explode with the amount of hate that was running through him. His breathing became deeper and his breath could soon be heard clearly.
"I HATE YOU! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT TO MY FRIENDS!" He yelled, the bluenette glared up, tears still streaming down his face. Voltaire raised an eyebrow at the outburst and thought no more about it. It would happen occasionally but nothing that he would need to worry about.
"It was your fault dear Kai. Was it not you who wanted them gone?" Voltaire brushed the blame back off him it was a hard talent to acquire and it was not one to be easily forgotten. It had gotten him out of so
many incidents, especially the ones were the police were involved.
"I...I didn't want them...I just wanted them to stop..." Kai felt the sudden safety disappear along with everything else, he couldn't let that feeling go... He needed that feeling, he wanted it back!
"You cannot pick and choose! How many times do I have to tell you! You're pathetic! Nothing as weak as you can ever! I repeat ever! Go onto being anything more than dirt!" Voltaire's words were like venom, every syllable burned into Kai's mind he would not be forgetting this for quite some time.
"SHUT UP!" Kai yelled, the warm feeling returning, he hated yelling - he had no energy for it - Voltaire would always win when it came to yelling... Kai would never win not with the small and feeble voice he
had. Maybe when he was older...
"Well, I suppose I could say worse with what you're standing next to." Voltaire turned to stare at the icy eyes that were glaring him. He had not really cared what either of the children were like; even if they
were spoiled or poor - peppy or shy. They would all be broken and used to his own disposal.
"Couldn't stop crying, what a baby!" Tala blinked was this man talking to him or about him to the others? Even though Tala would never say it he was always paranoid on how he would come across to anyone else.. Tala looked at the floor while Bryan tried to gain his attention by shifting his weight about. It failed as Tala went into a trance-like stance. Spencer blinked, he knew all about this technique, usually it would involve people - anyone shouting anything at the new recruits to try to break them down. Spencer hadn't thought that the red-head named Tala would give in so easily.
"You are the bacteria that should stay at the bottom of the universe!" Voltaire continued to shout, Tala was not used to anyone shouting, least of all - him being shouted at, being called such things! Tala looked to his side he could feel eyes on him, he hated to be seen crying. He had been made fun of because of his hair a few times... It had hurt him greatly but he did try to ignore him. In his case he was a stereotypical red-head. He had a very short fuse, especially when it came to being called names. He could remember one time when a boy had said he looked like carrot... The boy had never annoyed him again after a few outbursts from Tala himself.
Spencer and Kai knew that the only reason why Kai didn't receive any kind of physical abuse - not being told to train every second - was because he was his grandson and whether the old man wanted to agree to
it or not - he just couldn't raise his hand or give an order to do it. Yes he could shout, horrible things about his own flesh and blood. That however was as far as it seemed to go. Then again that could have all been a cover so Kai would immediately been disliked among the rest of the bladers.
"That is if you're even worthy enough to be that!" Tala didn't know what had started him, whether it was the old man's words or whether he was just finally realising that this would be his home until he was old enough to leave...Tala wasn't sure whether to just start crying or to just hold on for a few minutes before having a complete break-down. But a sudden feeling of numbness came within him, he kept thinking that he would lose it at any minute. But he didn't.
Voltaire went through every one of them, picking on them shouting things that such an age-group should never hear. The man continued to shout abuse at the children until it was round three and back onto Tala, whom had managed to stay composed for the moment. Bryan and Kai were crying though it may have been because they were the same age - the same things might have affected them.
"You are -." Kai could feel Tala stiffen next to him, as he tried to make himself as small but slouching down; hoping Voltaire would stop his ranting. Kai couldn't take it, he believed that he was the reason
why these other boys were being picked on. He'd never seen or heard of any other people going through this. He always was in the group - if he didn't exist then... These boys may have been left in their cells.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE! WHY DO YOU PICK ON EVERYONE!" Kai shouted, stepping forward so his voice could possibly travel more and sound a little more intimidating... If that was possible for a crying five year old.
Voltaire stared at his grandson for a moment; this had become a little more interesting than he had first thought. Kai was rarely happy, nor angry he was usually sad or - nothing. Just emotionless if he was just left on his lonesome.
"What is that, my grandson growing a backbone! Ha! All for this pathetic little red-headed commoner?" Voltaire laughed, he had never seen his grandson this angry before, maybe it was a good idea if he made this group into a team.
The small red-head looked over at Kai confused; he'd never been defended before - he'd always done that himself, he'd always been a lone wolf. Kai on the other hand would defend anyone if it gave him a small stab at his grandfather. An excuse of some sort for him to yell.
"Leave him alone." It was now Bryans turn to stand up for Tala, they may have not known each other for any longer than a few hours, but after making him feel slightly better, even just being there - there had been something that he felt he owe him for.
The turn of events caused Tala to feel better about himself, even Spencer though he did have much more knowledge he did not have as much luck or bravery as the two younger boys. On the other hand it caused Voltaire to see a small shred of friendship coming through... He didn't like the idea, but the more he thought on it. The better the idea seemed in his sadistic mind.
Voltaire cleared his throat and spoke accordingly even though he knew the boys wouldn't understand some of what he spoke. Some of the ideas were perhaps a little too bit complex.
"Now, you will all listen to me. You're parents are dead and will not be coming to save you. You can walk out of these gates at any time you wish though..."
A evil smile came to his face as his eyes gleamed with a dark newly thought plan. It would be perfect it would work out in the long run!
"...I cannot guarantee you will live for more than a day. Maybe an hour at most."
The man watched the four boys gulped, hating the intense stare they received while trying to figure out why he had even said the things he had. They all knew that there parents would have to be dead for them to be here of all places.
"You saw the blade spinning. Yes?" There was a mumble from Spencer who looked unsure on how to answer, he didn't usually speak to anyone but it appeared that none of the other boys would take the part of talking to the owner of the Abbey.…Voltaire didn't smile, every positive emotion had left, he was worried that the BBA would find out about this and possibly shut the Abbey and the lab down.
"Good, that was called a beyblade and you are all going to become what is known as beybladers." The boys nodded, not wanting to start fighting because they were all simply too afraid to. Voltaire noticed the lack of enthusiasm coming from this group. Did that mean they all were weak or were they already half broken?
"Do any of you want to become rich? Powerful? Have people respect you
within one short glance? Have anything you wished for!"
Voltaire watched as the four boys glanced at one another before Kai mumbled, feeling slightly embarrassed,
"Could...We get food..."
Voltaire wondered how hungry his grandson was, he hadn't been fed in about half a week which was very dangerous for such a small child. He hoped he wouldn't end up staying that height.
"Of course, but it is a simple... You will do everything a superior tells you to do?" Voltaire noticed most of the children nodding again. It was easy to manipulate and scare children - training was best starting when they were young. Still un-moulded to what they would become.
Bryan frowned, he had never heard of any of this before he hated liars. He despised them, he could remember his father telling him he would pick him up after a few hours while he had to stand outside. His father had ended up forgetting him and his own mother had to come running out to collect him.
"If beyblade's so great how come we haven't heard of it!" Voltaire smiled sweetly, so sweetly that the four boys gulped and knew Bryan had said something wrong just at that moment. Voltaire shouted, as if he were trying to hurt the boys ears.
"Bryan Kuznetsov! Tala Valkov! Spencer Petrov! Kai Hiwatari! You all will become powerful if you stay here! Do you want that?"
The boys relaxed as they heard the end of it, it wasn't as bad as they had thought it would have been.
"Yes..." Spencer muttered hoping the others would get the hint and follow on, otherwise they would all end up with another round of insults.
"I suppose so..." Tala sighed he liked the idea of being strong, like a superhero in a movie or the policeman that always caught the bad guy in the end no matter what position he was in.
"I guess..." Bryan frowned he didn't know what the idea of power really was... He knew it was something that he felt when he had beaten someone in a quiz or something. That was him being smart though not powerful... So what was power?
Voltaire snapped, hating having to teach boys manners that they should have already known. "When you agree with your superiors it is YES SIR!" He yelled again, this time an answer was immediately after he spoke.
"Yes, sir." Spencer's voice had turned cold and he was staring at the ground why did everyone have to shout so much?
"Yes, sir." Tala blinked a few times unsure on why the word 'sir' sounded so odd.
"Yes, sir." Bryan mentally agreed that it would be best to follow orders until he knew exactly what was going on.
Everyone waited for the small bluenette boy to answer, but he never did he just stared and stared at the boring floor never once looking up at his grandfather. Voltaire was glaring yet slightly curious on what was going through is grandson's mind.
"Kai you don't want to become powerful?" Voltaire raised and eyebrow and waited for the boys answer.
"No." Kai said simply he didn't he didn't know what power felt like... Did he?
"Why not!" Voltaire seemed insulted at Kai's remark. Kai just shrugged, yet Bryan noticed he had paled slightly.
"I have no need for... Power..." If power was the warm feeling he had got just a few minutes ago then, yes he already had power, he didn't need any more than what he had felt.
"If you are powerful Kai, then people... People like the ones in your last school won't annoy you." Voltaire hissed he had hated the whole Hiwatari family, much more than some had ever realised so when he had heard the last Hiwatari heir was being bullied at a pathetic public school he had made a note to kill everyone...
"I just...want to go home." Kai muttered looking up; his face was white almost as white as snow, he was feeling cold...The warmth that had come had left him completely.
"Your mother and father don't want you Kai. They made that clear when they gave you to me just after you were born." The family had never been a happy one, an arranged marriage that had went very wrong had caused the family to rip itself apart. And so only a few Hiwatari's remained.
Voltaire started again; hoping he would not have to repeat himself twice - in fact he wouldn't he'd simply throw one of them and the others would follow.
"Now, you shall go to one room which you will share with another group. This group are you're enemies, if you talk to them nicely then the boy your standing next to will die."
The boys looked to their left and their right, looking at the terrified faces of each other. They gave each other a silent promise - they wouldn't talk to who ever the boys were.
"Also, as your too young to... Train enough for any type of improvement... Then you will learn basic skills and theory. The subject will only be Beyblading." Kai relaxed at that a little, he hated any type of musical instrument, he just couldn't play them! It was if they were out to get him as well as his obscure family.
"You all will leave, now." Voltaire turned around to leave as the four boys were hastily taken to their new living quarters. Their new lives had just begun.
Authors Note: So how was that? I really need to get back into writing this fic, as it was just lying here as I was trying to think of something to add to it. Luckily I have come up with a few idea for another few chapter so… Yeah anyway, review please!