Alright...filler chapter until people help me out. Thanks for your fabulous response to this story! *hands out Dranzer plushies whether you want one or not*

...Forgot who reviewed, but thanks!

And for those who don't notice, this chapter is several hours ahead of the last one.

Warning: Abbey nonsense and slightly foul language

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, just this story.

"Russian"

(Bryan's POV)

I slowly opened my eyes.

All I could see were bright lights shining into my face. 'Bad idea Bryan..'

I quickly close them again, and go over a status check, which is what the Abbey pounded into your head.

'Right arm, fine...left arm, fine...left leg, fine...right leg-SHIT!'

I instantly regret moving it, because now there's white hot pain flashing through me, especially from my leg. I grit my teeth and forced my brain to remember what happened...

Flashback

Time seems to slow down as I hear a bang, and then my vision turns red as fire seems to erupt from my leg

End Flashback

Oh...great. They shot me. Of course they shot my leg, now it'll be near impossible for me to escape from wherever I am.

I hear footsteps approaching from my left, and I force my eyes open to look at the bright lights again. I try to turn my head, but find some sort of strap is keeping my head from moving. There are also straps on my wrists and ankles, and I seem to be on a metal bed of sorts.

Situation calculated.

Stupid Abbey...now I feel like a dork, but that's the least of my worries right now, because people in white lab coats, and those shiny opaque goggles are approaching me with more than one syringe.

They don't bother to kindly clean the skin, before they shove the needle into my arm.

I wait for a moment, cringing, before they pull the needle out.

That's when the already brutal pain increases, and makes it feel like I've been shot everywhere. I cry out, sweaty now, but they quickly shove in another syringe.

Amidst all my pain, I barely remember that this is actually common in the ...Abbey. They'd give you some strange fluid to ramp up the pain, and give you something else to keep you awake...

I prepare myself for a very, very long stay.

(Spencer's POV)

I'm sitting in a chair, making sure that the 'Breakers don't ruin Kai's house.

Tala woke up a little while ago, but I forced him to stay down (the advantages of being tall *grin*) in bed, so Kai won't freak out when he wakes up.

I remember, whenever this happens, him getting stuck in his head, he tends to get clingy afterwards, and I am not walking around with Kai following me like a shadow...

No way, that's Tala's job.

So he's in bed, reading a book I threw at him, waiting for Kai, who's fever is FINALLY deciding to begin to go away.

Ugh, he's so high maintenance. And it was Bryan's turn to take care of him too...

That reminds me...where IS Bryan?

(Ian's POV)

Kenny looked up at my, asking curiously, "Who was that?"

I didn't answer right away, and just stared at my phone, which read "Connection lost."

All I knew, was that there was a bang, a cry of pain, some footsteps and then BAM!

Connection lost.

I finally said something.

"What say we go watch a movie or something? I know a Japanese theater is around here somewhere!" (1)

I saw his face brighten as we stand on the frigid street corner, and I know he wants to go inside somewhere. "Sounds g-great!"

I laugh at him shivering, but it's a little forced, because I'm undoubtedly worried about Bryan. Maybe if we hurry...we can make it back to Kai's.

I'm relieved as he says, "But won't the others worry about us?"

I nod, solemnly, and reply, "Yeah...maybe we should pick up some food so we won't run out. You never know with Tyson in the house." We both laugh, and I start going over supplies we might need, in case we're trapped in the house for a while.

I gulp.

This could end realllly badly.

Kenny snaps me out of my thoughts as I walk straight into the glass doors of the small market and I grumble while everybody turns and points at me. They think they're being so secretive...

I turn my head to see Kenny laughing his head off at me, his face has turned red, and he's starting to cry he's laughing so hard. I grumble, "Lets just go get some long lasting food..."

He sobers up slightly, still chuckling as we push the doors open and walk in to do some shopping...ugh. I still can't get Bryan out of my head, I really need to go tell Spencer. He'll know what to do...

Mkay, this one is really short, but I still need some help! I got a glimmer of inspiration, so here it is.

(1) Just go with it...probably not realistic, but go with it...

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