Me: Welcome to chapter 14! Thank you all of those who stuck with me through out all of this time.
Tala: It's the end?!
Me: No!
Tala: It sounds like it.
Me: No. It's not the end you still have much more torture to go through and besides this is only the beginning.
Tala: Damn.
Me: Now. Do the disclaimer
Tala: (runs)
Me: ...I do not own Beyblade. TALA JEREMEI IVANOV YOU GET BACK OVER HERE!! (chases Tala)
Note: In this chapter the POV changes. POV changes shall be noted properly and if there is any confusion about this chapter I will be happy to answer it.
(Tala's POV)
I stood in a ragged living room. To my left was a window that did nothing to keep the cold from coming inside. To the right of me was a doorway. It led outside to the cold streets of Moscow. Next to it was a staircase that led to the upper bedrooms. In front of me was a television that was tuned to some mindless Russian sitcom and behind me, I knew, was a old, red and slightly burned couch. I knew this place. It was my home before the abbey. If home was an adequate term for it. I knew that in the kitchen there was no food. That the bathroom toilet doesn't work. That with the exception of my mother all of my siblings slept on the floor. Some of us without blankets. Some of us with a towel as a sad excuse for a blanket. That in this house there was no such thing as love. Closing my eyes I slowly turned around.
On the couch was a woman. Her brown hair was matted with dirt and looks like it hasn't been combed in about a month. Her green eyes were dull. Especially her left eye because she was blind in it. Her skin was a sickly shade of yellow from never leaving the house. She was thin ,almost breakable. I walked up and stood in front of her. Her eyes didn't flicker from the television, though I doubt that she could even see it. It was like she couldn't see me. As if I wasn't actually there. I reached out to her to touch her hand. I jumped back as my hand went straight through hers.
"What the?" I said as I stared at my hand.
There was nothing out of the ordinary about it. It was the same shade as it always been. I flipped it over. Still nothing different. I looked back up to see that the living room was gone and instead I was on a bridge. It was snowing outside and my breath froze in front of me. I looked at my reflection. Instead of me it was...well. It was me but only younger. I was dirty but cleaner than I usually was at this age and my hair hung limply to my shoulders.
"No!" someone, a female, yelled from behind me.
I turned around to try and see who it was but I was roughly grabbed by my wrist.
"Hurry up!" said the woman from the couch, "You are wasting time."
It was then that I realized that this was my mother. Maybe because that this might be the last time that I would see her alive that it came to me suddenly.
"No!" the same voice yelled again, "You can't take him away!"
I turned to see a girl with golden blond hair running to me. Tears streaking down her face. I wondered for a minute at who this girl could've been. Was it someone that I knew or was it something from my imagination? A hallucination caused by my loneliness and the snow.
"Tala!" she yelled her red eyes staring directly into me, "Promise me you'll come back!"
I stared at Yang as she fell. She was falling endlessly.
I blinked and we were in the office of Boris Balcov. My mother was whispering quickly to Boris who looked as if he was just humoring the lady.
"Take him! I don't want him anymore!" she said
"Then leave him in the woods." Boris said annoyed.
"But look at him. If he can't be a fighter he has other potential." she said smirking.
Boris' eyes trailed over my body. It made me feel as if I was naked. If his eyes alone could violate me like this then... I shuddered at the thought of his hands on me. He smiled as if he saw something that was very enticing.
"Very well. I'll take him." Boris said leaning looking back at my mother.
"Good. What do I get for him?"
"I don't quite follow you." said Boris
"What? Did you think that I'd give him away for free?!" my mother said appalled.
Boris leaned back in his chair a crossed his fingers.
"And if I don't?" he said his eyes calculating.
"I'll tell exactly what this place is." she said smirking.
"...I see." he said as he snapped one of his fingers.
A guard with black eyes came in from behind my mother.
"What?" she said scared, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Since I have no need for a woman making things rather...difficult around here." he said his voice holding no emotion.
My mother took a step away from the guard.
"So I guess that this is goodbye." he said as he snapped his fingers again.
The guard moved with unimaginable speed and placed a gun to her head and fired. He promptly pointed his gun to me. My blood froze and I stood shocked. His soulless black eyes bore into mine. The only thing he wanted more was to kill.
"No. The boy shall live." Boris said
My eyes didn't leave the guards face. Not even as it started to shape itself into a new one. Suddenly I was staring into the face of Kai Hiwatari his unspoken words echoing in my head.
' You will be mine.'
(Yang's POV)
I walked down the halls of the hotel. Anger forcing me to move faster than I should in my condition. I was a risk that I was going to have to take. I was determined to tell Kai off. Well that and something else.
"Whoa Yang! Slow down!" said Ian
I glared at him and continued my way down the hall. Right, Left, another left and I was there. Without any knocking or form of announcing myself, I let myself into Kai's room. It was dark and the only thing that I heard was his breathing and barely that. I flicked the light switch on to see him sitting in the middle of the floor with Black Dranzer in his hand. The smile on his face was one that I couldn't quite understand. His eyes, a dull mahogany, were fixated on his blade. As if there was nothing else in the world but that damned thing.
"Kai!" I barked out.
He didn't even flinch at the tone of my voice. I growled at being ignored. Walking forward I knelt in front of him. Behind me I could hear the whispers of a few of the bladers that had congregated outside the room.
"I thinks she's crazy."
"Didn't she see what he did to Brooklyn?"
"Not only Brooklyn. People are starting to think that Tala's gone into another coma."
"Yeah and Kai didn't even touch him. He just looked at him."
I put their little annoying comments out of my mind.
"Kai!" I said again.
Still no response. In fact he didn't even blink. He just stared at that beyblade with that...sickening smile on his face. I snarled and snatched it from his hands. The sound emitted from his mouth sounded like a wounded animal. I jumped up and quickly moved to the opposite side of the room. His eyes, now a dull ruby, followed my every move.
"Give. It. Back. Now." he said lacing each word with as much venom as possible.
"Not until you answer my questions." I said my voice giving no betrayal of my fear.
Inside I was terrified of what he would do to get this thing back. I know Kai and when it comes to beyblade he will put his life down on the line. So what will he do to me? Worse, what will he do to my child? It was then at these thoughts that common sense started to kick in and I actually started to back down a little bit. Kai seeing this ,though to outside viewers not much has changed in the past five minutes to them, smirked.
"Aw, what's the matter? Scared?" he said.
My brain worked on overdrive as my heart stopped beating. How was I going to get out of this? I can't just hand him the blade back now without any consequences. He took a step towards me and I unconsciously took a step back. I did the only thing that seemed reasonable.
"One more step Hiwatari," I said, "And I smash it."
He stopped mid step and glared, if you could call it that, with such intensity that it felt as if I was burning.
"Black Dranzer..." he said his eyes turning coal black, "Dark Arrows."
I screamed as I felt white hot pain slice through my arm. Throwing the blade at him I stared at my arm. My blood came out at an alarming rate and my head swam with the slight and smell of it. Kai quickly closed the gap between him and Black Dranzer. Picking it up he focused his attention on me.
"Never. Touch. Black Dranzer. Again" he said as he stepped forward and promptly punched me in the stomach. I threw up blood as I slipped into unconsciousness, my thoughts on saving my unborn child and the sound of people calling for help.
(Tala's POV)
I awoke with a start.
"Tala!" said Julia from a chair beside my bed, "You're awake!"
I looked at her blankly. Was I out for that long?
"You've been out for a week." she said answering my, hopefully, unspoken question.
She reached over and wiped my forehead.
"You're sweating. Are you okay?"
It was then that the reason for my sweating came back at me full force. My dream with my mother, Boris and...Yang!
"Where's Yang?" I asked
"Lay back down Tala you need--"
"No! Where is Yang?!"
"Tala--"
"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY BEST FRIEND?!" I yelled, "WHERE IS SHE?!"
I grabbed Julia by the collar of her shirt and shook her.
"No! Tala stop!" yelled Raul coming in the room.
He forced himself in between us but found his efforts to be wasted. My grip didn't slacken at all.
"NOT UNTIL SHE TELLS ME WHERE YANG IS!"
"SHE'S AT THE HOSPITAL!" he yelled.
I froze and Raul used the opportunity to free his sister. Julia, now un paralyzed with fear, fell to the floor and started to whimper like a wounded dog. Raul was there in a heart beat comforting her.
"In...the hospital?" I said.
I couldn't wrap my head around it. Yang was a strong person. I have never even seen her sick. Why was she in the hospital? Unless...Oh god...
"The baby..." I whispered.
"What?" said Julia.
"I have to go." I said.
I quickly got dressed and made my way out of the hotel. Hopefully it wasn't anything to serious.
A/N: And there's chapter 14 for you! I know this update was quick but I felt as if I had to make it up to you readers somehow. And besides I had this in my head immediately after I finished chapter 13. So why wait? Domo Arigato for those who reviewed and JaNe (Bows deeply and just barely misses the floor) HA! (Stands up to quickly and falls down backwards) .
