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Chapter 27

Bryan was getting frustrated and just wanted Ian to shut up and get on with his breakfast. He yelled once again. "I don't care!" Ian huffed, meanwhile the rest of the group were looking on with amused faces.

"Well I still think it's a demented turkey." Ian rolled his eyes and went back to eating meanwhile Bryan glared at the smaller boy, though he didn't seem affected whatsoever because of it.

"Look. You are the only demented thing around here!" Bryan yelled at him, he didn't know that Ian would continue the little joke of what their bitbeasts were but it was annoying Bryan to no end. Tala snapped his head up, and noticed that the door was opening up – which only meant one thing.

"Shut up both of you! Boris is coming." This caused the entire group to place a frown or a blank face over there once amused smiles and smirks, just so their group would hopefully not be picked on today. The purple-haired man came in and the whole mess-hall shut up, even the normal clashing of spoons against bowls were silenced as everyone looked up at the co-owner of the Abbey. A person that was in charge of everyone else's lives, he could end it or make it so much easier depending on how strong you were.

His voice boomed "Every group has met their expectations for this month, though any slip ups and you will not be able to stay here. I'm sure you all prefer here than outside." Only a few boys had been recorded to have been thrown out, it was also surprising that Kai hadn't been thrown out because of what he had done to the Abbey years ago.

Boris paused and looked over everyone, his eyes landed on Kai and he smirked widely then continued to speak. "Also a small challenge for anyone that is up for it, details are in each of your lockers. That is all." Boris turned on his heel and left as fast as he had come. The room exploded in whispers and questions.

Bryan looked around and noticed every group was now concentrating on what each person was saying, and their food abandoned. "That was the first time I think I've heard him not saying anything to humiliate a group."

Spencer sighed, their group was usually laughed at, and the only time when others were supposed to laugh was when another group was disgraced. Or as Boris had pointed out that Group 3 was filled with cry-babies. Ian pointed out the same thought. "It's usually us."

Bryan's glare from earlier came back but then was wiped into a bored and half-lidded expression. "I wonder why." He hissed, Ian turned around and his small eyebrows rose, he wondered what the older boy was talking about.

"Hey! I don't do anything!" Ian yelled back defensively, taking offence that he was supposedly the only one that made the team look slightly abnormal. Bryan just growled in annoyance and then yelled back whatever happened to come to mind.

"You make up some random rubbish whenever anyone talks to you! It's just not normal!" Bryan yelled again, the group had split into two, Ian and Bryan were arguing like usual and the rest were talking about the so-called challenge that Boris was asking them all to enter. Spencer's voice managed to break through the heated argument that the other two were having and they knew that they would be leaving towards the lockers soon.

"Let's just go see what this challenge is." The group stood up one by one and left – not really wanting to go to the lockers if there were hundreds of people there. The small rows and columns were hard to get out of when there was more than ten people around.

"Wonder if there are any prizes!" Ian was the last to leave and was also then allocated to put all of the bowls and other things away for cleaning. Even if lunch and dinner where in plastic bowls, breakfast was always in metal ones, it must have been a way to stop people talking in the morning, and by lunch they were to hungry to talk, by dinner everyone was completely exhausted.

Tala was the first to get to the locker, and he quickly opened it, seeing a plain piece of paper that had been typed up in a hurried fashion. It was as if someone hadn't even spellchecked the thing. "Okay it says…" Tala waited until everyone was in view, including Kai. "That if one of us wins one match against some other kid then we all get the week off." Everyone raised their eyebrows in surprise and looked at one another, that couldn't just be it, right?

The smallest boy simply replied with an odd saying he had been saying for a few days, everyone was sure that it was just to annoy Bryan more. "Well, slap me with an infected dustpan." Bryan brushed the random saying of Ian off quickly.

"Ian shut up. Tala what do you think? Should we enter?" He knew that Tala would be slightly indecisive and knew that it would be best to ask as soon as possible to get a quick answer. Just so he didn't think to hard on it.

However Kai was the first one to offer his opinion and he said it so bluntly that even Tala was more than curious on what had caused Kai to say, "No." Spencer knew that there must have been something wrong with the deal - a condition though didn't voice his opinion just yet.

"Why not, it's a good way to try to weasel our way out of training?" Tala knew that what he had just said was something no leader was meant to say, but even he was getting fed up with the hours of school and running on a treadmill with things attached to him.

"Do you think that Boris would let us all off because we beat a weakling?" Kai folded his arms, and frowned at his so called group leader, which in future he would have to call Team Captain.

"In other words it's someone strong." Spencer repeated just to dumb it down for Ian who looked as if he wasn't getting what Kai was saying. Kai nodded and continued with what he was saying. "Strong enough to have Boris's trust installed in them." That was the part that gained everyone's attention. Boris trusting a beyblader that much, it was just unheard of.

"So in other words…" Bryan trailed off, knowing that entering was a stupid idea, though Ian just decided to finish his sentence off for him. "We shouldn't go - we'll be battered to a pulp." Everyone agreed with Kai's theory and continued to give reason on why they should go just in case someone in the group was still not certain. "I agree with Kai. It is a bit suspicious." Bryan rarely agreed with Kai, and this just made this challenge even stranger.

Kai sighed and looked at Tala who still hadn't agreed or disagreed. "Here's a deal. If someone manages to beat this one blader, then you never have to listen to any suggestion I make again." Tala smiled and nodded his head, he wondered why he was even captain when it appeared that Kai actually thought about things rather than saying what came to his head.

"And if you win we will have saved our necks and stopped ourselves from being completely humiliated." Tala grinned and looked down at the paper again. Reading some more of the details of the beybattle, wondering why it was looking so easy. "Boris might say something though." Spencer was thinking about the other groups, if everyone went in for it and they didn't then it would be a definite way to get attention aimed at them. Attention that would only made the whole hall burst into laughter and possibly shout taunts for the rest of the time they lived in the Abbey.

Bryan rolled his eyes, "He always says something." It was true the usual victim was Group 3 and Group 4 which were a year younger than them all and would usually burst into tears. There was on one occasion that Group 3 had managed to stop everyone laughing and that was when they all began to laugh – including Kai at what Ian was yelling about. Of course all anyone knew that he was shouting random words, Group 3 knew that he was in fact insulting Boris himself.

"Is there any consequences? Usually he puts them in…" Bryan sighed and leaned against a locker, he didn't care if it was another Group locker. He just was getting bored standing around thinking about whether to enter or not. Tala muttered, "Let me see…."

"Yeah there are." Tala read over the sheet and then looked up at the faces of his team, a sudden feel of dread came over him. What if one of them wanted to go in for this and then failed, would they be okay?

"If you fail then you get thrown out, as well as having your bitbeast taken back and also…" Tala re-read what the sheet said and said it very clearly. "You are forbidden to beyblade in any tournament." Of course not everyone knew a life without the Abbey, and the Abbey's rules were laws. If Boris or even Voltaire said you couldn't do it then it was never done. So having this strange sheet of paper tell them they would be thrown out and could not enter a tournament it would be followed and obeyed if someone was thrown out.

"Wow." Bryan blinked, that was a bit harsh was it not? Still Voltaire and Boris must have known what they were doing, or else Boris wouldn't have looked so confident that very morning. "Let's not go in." Ian added, he wasn't liking this, he knew that some people would be over-confident and it was a fact that someone would be thrown out before the night ended.

"Yeah, it'll be a trick anyway." Tala threw the sheet of paper away, and it fluttered to the ground, the rest walked away. Kai stayed still, and looked back at the sheet that was now left carelessly. Kai bent down and grabbed it, looking and reading the small sheet. "Weaklings…" He muttered before scrunching the paper up and throwing it away.

So after the training, which was ended early most of Group 3 were standing up on the railings watching everyone go into the beybattle room, which was where a huge platform and beyblade dish lay. Before long a stream of people came out then another. Tala glanced at each of them, and noticed just how hurt every one of them was. Most of them had gashes on their heads of legs, their clothing ripped and their faces covered in confusion and defeat.

Bryan blinked as yet another load of defeated people came out in the same marred condition. "Look at them all." He hadn't really been counting but he was sure it was over a hundred.

"I don't think any of them lasted more than a few minutes if not seconds." Ian was beginning to get curious on how everyone was getting beat so easily, they were sure that even a few of the older more experienced boys were already beaten. Tala looked around, and saw that everyone was here minus the blue-haired, red-eyed boy. The redhead frowned and looked at everyone again before asking the question that came to mind.

"Where's Kai?" Bryan didn't even look at Tala when he answered, he was still too interested to see the other small group of losers that hadn't been strong enough to beat the blader. "Who cares, he always wanders off." Tala sighed, he knew that Kai was now spending more time away from them, probably still trying to recover from what had happened a few weeks ago. No one could get over that so easily so Tala didn't dare ask him. "True."

Another huge line of people came out looking rather depressed and then the door closed with a loud thud and then a lock was heard. "So everyone was beaten." Tala muttered and rested his chin on the railing, wondering what had happened. "Yeah that didn't take long." Bryan rolled his eyes wondering as well, who on earth had caused the death of so many people. They would be thrown out into the cold terrain of Russia.

Suddenly the boy Tala had been thinking about appeared at his side, "Kai where you been?" Tala frowned when he noticed that Kai was slightly out of breath. He sighed and waved his hand as if dismissing the question. "Voltaire was moaning at me again. Did I miss anything?" Kai looked around, his heart-rate was through the roof because of all that running and yelling.

"Nah just people going in and coming out knackered and rather sore." Bryan frowned lightly when he too saw small cuts across the boys face. He wasn't worried about him, though he was worried just in case the same thing would happen to anyone else.

"You seem a bit tired." He asked carefully and he gave a quick look to Ian who also had a concerned look on his face. "How did you get those cuts?" The smallest boy asked, Kai sighed he knew that he wouldn't be able to just drop the subject when they were all so curious and it wasn't as if he was doing anything bad.

Kai went over to the railing and looked down at the door, where no one had come out for the past few minutes. "I ran away from Voltaire because he was trying to do something." Kai mumbled, though he knew it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Looks like you were right. No one won." Spencer added, taking the subject away from what was being said. Then suddenly, out o the blue Kai said something else. "I want to know who beat them all." His eyes narrowed at the door where the supposedly great beyblader was.

"Well who would have enough power to do that? There were hundreds that took part." Tala sighed when he remembered the large numbers that had came through that door. They all had the strange kind of aura as if they were no longer alive as if something had been taken from them.

"Not unless they used a powerful bitbeast. Then it's all just down to the person shouting orders." Kai shrugged and turned around leaning on the railing, and looking at each member of Group 3, his so called friends.

"You think it was Black Dranzer?" Tala wanted to see if the words still affected the other boy, he had noticed whenever they said it – when they were smaller, he would get happy and now he just flinched as if thinking of a bad memory.

"I don't know. I though only Kai could use that bitbeast." Bryan then turned to glare at the other boy, though he dismissed his question again. "I have Dranzer." Kai even pulled the beyblade and bitbeast out to show them that entire he still had the phoenix that still had not shown up in any beybattle he had played.

"Come on let's go, Boris will most likely throw all of these guys out." Tala began walking away, and Bryan, Spencer, and Ian followed suit. Kai stood still again for a minute and looked back down at the door where everyone had been leaving from. Kai ran to catch up. "That's a lot of people." Kai muttered, thinking about all of the people he had passed with the sullen expression. "At least then we will be able to stay," Tala was beginning to think that maybe they would all be able to live for another ten odd years in here without breaking. Without becoming Boris's slave to help Voltaire take over the over, a speech was made every week about their purpose.

"I want to blade that guy." Bryan frowned when no more than a second later Kai butted in. "You're not strong enough. None of us are." Spencer watched the two-toned-haired boy and Bryan, both of them were sending unpleasant looks to one another.

It appeared that Kai had only forgiven him slightly. "How do you know?" Bryan's frown deepened. Though Kai just looked ahead and continued to talk as if it were common knowledge. "He bet Varlam and Lev…" Bryan blinked, he hadn't come as fast as Tala had, and he was sure that he had seen the two leaving very early after lunch.

"Oh. What about that creep Daniil?" Ian yelled thinking back to all of the bad experiences and encounters he and the rest of the group had with him. "He never went in for it." Kai stated, and continued to walk just behind Tala and beside Bryan.

"Coward…." Ian yelled again, the name infuriated the smaller boy no matter what situation he was in.

"Everyone here is a coward that never went in for it." Kai spoke quietly as if he didn't want to be called a coward himself. "I never really thought about it like that." Ian's voice was still unbroken and seemed to reach pitches that not even Tala had done at that age.

"I'm hungry. Let's go." Kai speeded up, and was now walking slightly in front of Kai - everyone gave each other a glance of concern. "Since when do you get hungry?" Bryan walked a little quicker and everyone was soon power-walking down the corridors of the Abbey. "I've ran around like a headless-chicken because of what Voltaire was trying to get me to do." Tala pondered on whether to ask Kai what his grandfather done.

"What was he trying to get you to do?" Kai paused before answering, his mind set to lie. He shrugged again,

"The usual…"

Author's Note: I still don't know when I'll be able to update again, since homework is being piled onto me though in 3 more weeks... It'll be hoildays so woo! Then I'll hopefully be able to finish this story. Anyway Please review!