RTC: Sorry guys, I meant to post this sooner, but my computer broke down! Bad timing, huh? I'd written this entire chapter the day after my last update and then I couldn't type it! I hope you guys appreciate it because I've been spending my lunch hours typing it instead of eating or hanging with my friends. (Don't worry; I just snuck my food into class.) So, I'll stop rambling, since you guys are probably going crazy! The reviews were very... Well, you were upset! So, disclaimer, please!

Kai: Nope, Ray-Tiger-Cat still does not own Beyblade!

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A Secret Revealed

Kai's POV

We were all just standing there; gawking and staring at Mary Anne in disbelief.

"It can't be true. It just can't," Hilary said.

"I wish it weren't," sighed Mary Anne.

"When?' I asked.

"When what?" Mary Anne said.

"When did the plane go down?" I clarified.

"7 o'clock, yesterday morning. I called Ray's house to see if he was there safely and got no answer. I thought it was odd that no one was home, so I kept calling every fifteen minutes for 3 hours," she said.

"By then she was really worried and called Ray's dad, who's currently on a business trip. He grew worried, too, because he hadn't heard from them since they called and said that they were leaving for the airport," Hiro continued.

"So, I finally called my mom and when she drove the 2 hours to their house, there was no sign of them. We finally called the airport to see if the plane was rerouted or something and that's when they told us," Mary Anne finished. She was crying and looked a total mess; her hair wasn't brushed, it looked like she hadn't slept last night and there were black smudges on her cheeks, probably from her mascara. (AN: Yes, I know that most guys wouldn't know what mascara was if it fell from the sky and hit them on the head. I'm just trying to describe how bad she looked.)

"Is there any idea as to why the plane crashed?" I asked.

Mary Anne took a really deep breath, "It looks like sabotage." The others looked shocked, but I have to admit, I'd suspected that.

"What-what are the chances Ray's still alive?" Tyson asked softly, realizing it was a sensitive issue.

"That's not something we can determine. We asked the airport the same question," Hiro said.

"We?"

"Yes, Mary Anne needed help making all those phone calls. As it was, we were up all night. Speaking of that, you'd better lie down. You must be tired and that was a bad shock," he said, leading Mary Anne out of the room. Judy came into the room as they were leaving.

"I just went to see Max and I told him. He's shocked, to say the least, but he insisted that I should come back and see what I can do to help," Judy said.

About two hours later, we were all still staring into space and occasionally crying. Judy had half heartedly suggested we eat breakfast, but none of us had responded, not even Tyson. We heard a banging on the one of the doors.

"Help! Please help!" the person shouted. We all looked at each other. There could be a Biovolt recruit on the other side of the door. Finally, I got up and opened the door. In tumbled Lizzie and she was carrying Lynn.

"Lizzie! What happened to you?" I exclaimed. She was a mess; she looked tired, there were leaves in her hair, she had multiple cuts and bruises, there was mud and dirt on her clothes and she looked a lot thinner than the last time we'd seen her. Lizzie was carrying a backpack, purse, baby bag and Lynn was strapped to her front. Lynn looked similar to Lizzie; cuts, bruises, dirt and all.

"We were attacked," Lizzie said. "We were on our way to the airport when this guy forced us off the road and into a ditch. I blacked out and when I came to, the car was in the middle of the forest and Mom was missing."

"But how did you get here?" Kenny said.

"I took Mom's purse, which was still in the car and hiked to the airport. I'I found out about the plane crash. Ray's plane," she started crying, "I bought plane tickets with Mom's credit cards and came here because I knew you guys would be here." She was sobbing uncontrollably by this point. "Mama and Ray are gone!"

"Come on," Kari said, leading her to the couch. Kari helped her take off the bags and unstrapped Lynn, who was also crying.

"Mama gone!" Lynn cried.

"Shh! You'll be fine," Kari said. "Someone go get Mary Anne." Kenny ran off to find her. She came in and freaked out. Great, now we have two crying people. Hiro had followed Mary Anne in and was trying to calm her, with some success, while Kari was trying to calm Lizzie with no success. Lizzie was curled into a ball, with her hands over her face. I went over and grabbed them off her face.

"Listen to me! Your mother and Ray are both tough people. They can handle things and they can take care of themselves! They'll be fine! You're not helping anyone by sitting here crying!" The others gasped.

"Kai, she's upset."

"Leave her alone!"

Lizzie had gotten angry, too. "Leave me alone! You don't understand what I'm going through! You don't know what it's like having the people you care about go missing! I've already had too many people die on me!"

"Oh, don't I?" I asked bitterly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Lizzie, our grandmother disappeared almost 13 years ago," Kari told her.

"Oh. Sorry," Lizzie mumbled. She seemed genuinely shocked.

"You didn't know," Kari replied.

"But you should calm down, okay? Trust me on this, crying doesn't do any good," I told her.

"Thank you. I did need that," she said, "I guess I'm not the only one suffering. Ray's your friend. Thank you for snapping me back to my senses. Pity parties don't do any good." Before I could ask when else she's had a pity party, Lizzie gave out and she fell on to me, which caused my ribs to ache again.

"Come on, we'd better get the police. Perhaps a doctor, too," Mary Anne said, reclaiming her role as a bossy older relative. She picked up Lynn and headed for the phone. Lizzie followed her. I was stunned. the kid could be so angry one minute and an absolute angel the next. She was good at controlling her emotions. I felt guilty because I knew that you only acquired that skill through dealing with too many problems.

A few hours later, we had come to a few decisions. Firstly, Lizzie and Lynn were to stay here as their father thought they were safest here. Secondly, the doctor had declared that both of them were in decent shape, given what they had been through. And thirdly, Mr. Kon was going to head to France to see about Ray.

We were all settled in a room, trying to see how we can help. Lizzie crept in and caught my eye.

"What?' I whispered.

"I was just wondering what happened to your arm and ribs," she said. "I saw you wince when I fell," she added when she saw my expression of disbelief.

"My grandfather kidnapped me, drugged me and used me as his personal punching bag. Don't ask."

She gave me a sympathetic smile and turned back to the discussion then and we both started thinking of ways to help and prevent this from happening again.

We all decided to turn in early because we weren't likely to get much sleep. I woke up the next morning by Mary Anne coming to get Lizzie from the dorm.

"Your dad's on the phone. He says he has news!" she was trying to whisper, but wasn't too successful.

"What?" Lizzie yelped, jumped out of the bed and ran for the phone. Her yelp had woken the others.

Lizzie's POV

"Hello, Dad? What's happened?" I asked, trying to contain both my excitement and fear. I pushed the speakerphone button because my hands were shaking too badly to hold the phone.

"There's still no sign of your mother," he said and my hopes sank.

"What about Ray?"

"It's a good news, bad news scenario, Sweetie," he replied.

"Is-is he still alive? You found him, right? He can't be dead!" I shouted, babbling because I was afraid of bad news.

"Yes, we found him. He's alive, but barely."

"What do you mean?"

"He wasn't hurt too badly from the crash itself. However, you know that ray needs his medication, right?"

"Oh, no. He hasn't..." I trailed off.

"Unfortunately, it's so. Ray's in a diabetic coma." That's when everything caught up to me and I fainted.

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RTC: Okay, I'm still evil. Sorry if there were too many spelling/grammar mistakes, I didn't have much time to check this over. So, how many of you guessed that Ray was sick? There were hints all long. hikari0205, sorry, but I couldn't bring myself to kill my favourite character. I hope you keep reading though. Since I don't have much time, I won't be babbling so much. Hopefully the computer will get fixed soon so I can update sooner. Bye!