Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade but I do own Omen!!
Hey people. Soz for not updating in ages but as you well know I'm a procrastinator and I had like three assignments to finish over 2 days. I got over B's in them so that is pretty good, lol. If you haven't noticed I've toned down, I'm not using '!!!' after every thing now like Max, lol. I'm just tired. Hope your head is feeling better Em oxox.
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Previously...
Kai was frozen still. The other boys and Hilary were also motionless in fear and terror.
"Tell me Kai," Omen said softly, "Will your precious beyblade save you from this?"
For one of the first times in his life, Kai felt dread, terror and cold fear course through his chilled veins as Dranzer and his launcher fell powerlessly from his numb hands. He couldn't even look Omen in the eye, for the barrel of the black gun pointed at his face, which was only two metres away, consumed his vision competely.
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Normal POV...
The scence appeared frozen. Kai didn't even know if he was breathing, but if he was, his breaths were too small to register. His crimson eyes never moved from the gun.
"H...how-"
"I borrowed it from the rangers." Omen said smirking. "Not so tough now, are you Hiwatari?"
His finger on the trigger tensed slightly.
"Don't do it Omen!" Ray warned, "You don't have to kill him!"
"I know I don't have to." Omen replied, "But who said I didn't want to? This'll be revenge, but also pretty amusing."
He walked forwards until the gun was centimetres from Kai' face. Ray, Max and Daichi held up their beyblades. They knews the blades wouldn't do much against a gun, but they could inflict some terrible injuries and even kill if they struck the right spot.
Omen shot them all a sideways glance then dismissed it. He didn't care.
"What are you going to do after you kill me?" Kai asked, "Do you think you'll just walk out of here unscathed? Do you really think that you can kill all of us. Right know, Ray, Max and Daichi have their blades targeting your vital areas. Your head, your chest and your jugular veins. They're the best of the best when it comes to beyblades. Do you think they'll miss?"
"To be honest I really don't care." He replied nonchalantly. "I will still have enough time to blow your brains out. I don't expect to see next month so it doesn't matter to me. The cops will come after me and gun me down after Tyson over there tells them how I killed all his friends."
He shot a malicious smile at Tyson.
"W-what do you mean?!" The navy haired teen barked.
"You will be the only survivor Tyson," Omen said with a soft smile. "You should feel lucky. I feel I've put you through enough shit, besides, you probably wont end up surviving anyway. Not with all those injuries and the amount of blood you've lost. Too bad, what a grisly way for a world champion to die."
Tyson gritted his teeth and glared at Omen, as if mentally trying to burn a hole through his head.
"So you don't care if you die?" Ray asked. "Why?"
"I have no purpose in life," he replied casually, "I have no real meaning. As people have described me, just another person who'll die before the age of twenty. What's the point of my existance other than to exact revenge on any and everyone, even if they've done nothing to me?"
Omen was so nonchalant whilst speaking, as if it were a matter which could be discussed over a meal with friends. It was so unnerving.
"Wh-"
"That's enough!" Omen interrupted Ray loudly.
His tone was suddenly frosty again.
"I hate it when you do that. Make small talk with me!" Omen looked irritated now. "Any last words Kai?"
Kai hissed in a breath.
'Not now...' He thought, 'It's too soon... I can't die yet... I can't leave the others alone with this nut job!'
"No? Omen answered for him. "Good."
He took the safety off the gun and smiled. "Later Kai! I'll see you in hell."
"NO!"
Hilary jumped onto Omen's back, seeming to have appeared from no where. Tyson and Kenny both looked back behind them where she had been only a moment before. She'd gottan around them. Omen yelled in shock and rage and fired the gun.
Kai yelled in pain and clutched the side of his face. The bullet had skimmed across his cheek and now a bloody gash was now present. Blood seeped through Kai's fingers and he was in a daze. Hilary wrapped her arms tight around Omen's neck and tried to strangle him.
"Don't you dare hurt my friends!" She yelled into his ear. "I'll kill you if you even try!"
"You little bitch!" Omen growled loudly, jerking his body around. "Get the hell off me!"
Ray and Max ran forward to help her. Daichi went straight to Kai, who was on his knees.
"You have to get up Kai!" The young red head pleaded fearfully. "If you don't we'll all die! I don't wanna die yet! So get up!"
Kai allowed himself to be assissted by Daichi and rose steadily to his feet.
Omen saw Ray and Max coming at him. Desiding Ray was the more skilled opponant, he aimed the gun at the raven haired teen. He shot the gun but Hilary's influence caused the gun to aim off-course and the bullet instead cut across the soft flesh of Ray's thigh. The chinese blader stopped and clutched his bleeding injury. Omen growled and reached back, grabbing Hilary and threw her into Max, knocking them both back seceral feet. He directed the gun barrel at them.
"You little bitch! You'll pay for that!"
A strong hand grasped Omen's wrist. He looked up and saw Kai standing there, glaring at him and panting ever so slightly.
"I'll kill you." He growled roughly.
He twisted Omen's wrist around, making the black haired teen drop the firearm immediatly with a grunt of pain. Kai clenchedhis fist and brought it up hard and fast, striking Omen across the face. Omen's head jerked sideways and he step back a few paces. He held his jaw and spat blood out contemptuously. He no longer cared about the gun which lay on the ground between them. Kai glanced over to Hilary and Max. Neither had moved, they were both unconscious. Max's head had collided with the rocky floor and Hilary lay over his stomach, moving only slightly.
'Thank God they're still alive.' Kai thought, 'Tyson might not be for much longer though. I have to finish this quick and get him to a hospital.'
"Focus Kai!" Omen's cold voice called.
Kai looked back to him and narrowly dodged a punch to the chest. With the amount of force the murderous boy had put in it, the blow would have been fatal. Kai was taken aback by how strong Omen really was, and realised that it was only the tip of the iceberg. The cold smile Omen wore backing up his theory.
"What's wrong Kai?" He asked between punches, "You're a lot less impressive than you and your friends boast! What's the point of saying you're going to kill me if you don't have the ability to back it up?"
Kai growled in rage and thrust his closed fist at the black haired teens face, getting his cheek. A thin smile spread on his face.
"Oh, I have the abilty," Kai sneered, "You can be sure of that!"
Hilary stirred some more and looked at her heads, trying to get her eyes to focus. Her head was spinning and a focussed pain was present on her forehead. She felt something warm trickle slowly down the side of her face and brushed it aside, not noticing the skarlet on her hand and dismissing the liquidas sweat.
She felt a body underneeth her and looked at Max's face. He was pale and not moving. Hilary sat up slowly and shook his shoulder softly.
"Max? Maxy wake up..." Her voice seemed odly distant due to the bump on her head and the small concusion which was unknown to her.
Max did not move a muscle. Hilary shook him harder. Ray managed to limp over to them and fell to his knees, panting heavily beside them.
"Is Max okay?" He asked raggedly.
Hilary shrugged her shoulders and held her head.
"I don't know," Her voice had some panic in it. "He's not moving."
Ray grunted in pain but ignored his shot wound and sat Max up, feeling a warm substance on his hand from the back of the blondes head. He examined the minor traces of blood on his hand and brought Max closer to see the injury on the back of his head.
"That's not good," Ray commented through his teeth, "We need to get Max some help."
"Tyson too." Hilary added, noticing their friend becoming weaker with ever passing breath. "He can't stay like that! He needs to go to hospital."
"I know." Ray replied, his eyes now locked on Kai and Omen.
But he was talking to himself. Hilary had already run over to Tyson, Kenny and Daichi to help the navy haired blader.
"You look out of breath Kai," Omen sniggered, panting.
"Speak for your self." Kai spat, equally fatigued.
Omen noticed the gun close by. He smiled sinisterly and delt Kai a brutal strike to the chin. Kai fell back, the copper taste of blood filled his mouth. Omen went to kick him but a large rock struck him in the back. He looked back angrily and saw Hilary was the attacker. He glared at her and began walking towards her and the gun. Kai jumped to his feet.
"Where so you think you're going?!" Kai growled, grabbing the back of his shirt.
Omen looked back at him with an evil smile.
"To kill your girlfreind." He said darkly.
"Never gonna HAPPEN!" Kai punched him hard in the face, flinging the teen forward a couple of feet.
Hilary took a step back. Omen was no less than six feet from her and Kenny, who stood in front in front of Tyson and Daichi. Omen jumped back onto his feet and smiled darkly. Kai, realising the mistake he'd made in his blinding rage, charged the black haired teen as fast as humanly possible. Omen raised the gun, which he'd landed beside, and aimed it at Hilary. She sank to the ground and sat frozen, not able to move for her own fear had bound her at the limbs. Similtanious shouts echoed through the cavern but the repeats were drowned out by a gun shot and a scream.
Kai stopped in his tracks and breathed hard, his heart beating at a million miles a second and fear completely overwhelming him. Hilary was staring straight ahead. Her soft features and body spattered with specks of blood. Omen cursed. She trembled uncontrollably.
"K...Kenny..." She whispered.
The short brunette stood in front of her with his arms out-spread. The end of the gun was only two feet from his stomach and Hilary was sitting behind him, another 2 mere feet and speckled in his blood, staring at the exit wound of the bullet. The bullet had skimmed past her shoulder, only tearing her clothes slightly.
"KENNY!" Tyson and Kai roared.
The short teen smiled, releasing blood from his mouth, then fell back limply into Hilary's lap.
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Hey pplz, soz I haven't updated in ages. My school work is starting to get a little bit out of control. but i will still always make time for fanfic. yeah... sorry to all u kenny fans, but he annoys me. i thought I'd make him go out like a hero. :P I'm outa here. bubiiazz!
xoxo Torz