For me, school is starting soon, so I need to type up as many chapters as I can, while I can…I'm going to be a chapter machine in these last two weeks…
Ahem, anyway…
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade…if I did, there would be a lot more plot, a lot less blading, Dranzer wouldn't have been destroyed and Hilary would blade too…
Chapter Title: An Escape, and Two Meetings
In this chapter, how they got Brooklyn out of the happy hotel will be explained…I meant to do that in the one where they actually rescued him, but I got slightly off track with my new plot ideas.
Oh well…
Enjoy!
WARNING: towards the end, one part is kinda gory. Skip a few sentences if you do not like gore or detail. It's not enough to be rated M, though, so…whatever then.
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Kira eyed him for a moment before she turned her gaze elsewhere. Brooklyn swallowed softly before turning to look warily at his teammates.
"My name's Kira," the blonde broke the awkward silence as she locked her fiery grey orbs with his shy light emerald ones.
"Where-?" He began, but Kira cut him off quickly.
"You're in the woods near where the zombies attacked."
"Y-You saw them too," Ming Ming gaped.
"Saw them? No…" Hilary smiled wryly.
"We fought them," Kira explained.
"Which one of you had the blade," Brooklyn inquired softly, but both Kira and Hilary could detect concealed fear in his tone.
"Me," Hilary replied and busied herself with eating her fish, which was now cooked.
"As previously stated, I am physically unable to blade," Kira scowled and returned to munching on her fish.
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Judy left the room to let the information sink in. Max soon heard her talking on the phone in the next room. There was only one thing running through his mind.
'I'll never see my friends again…' His dazed mind repeated over and over until he wanted to scream. Then it stopped. 'So what if I cried? Everyone cries once in a while! I'm allowed! Just because I got upset doesn't mean I should be kept away from them…' Max's recent rebellious streak seemed to have returned because he picked up his suitcase and quietly tip toed out the door.
'To the airport,' he decided.
Bad decision, Max…very bad…
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Kai barely held in a smirk as he felt the plane descend towards the ground.
'And Hilary,' he reminded himself. He knew she was here.
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"Yeah, where is Daichi," Tyson wondered aloud.
"I haven't seen him in a bit either, come to think of it," Kenny mumbled.
"Why don't we look for him," Mariah suggested.
"Yeah," Tyson shouted and ran to a random section of the dojo to begin his search. Sighing, Kenny went to another part and started looking too. Mariah turned to leave when she saw Rei was trying to get up to follow her.
"Rei, you need to rest," Mariah chided and gently made him lay back down. She left the room to help search for Daichi as well.
'She's just trying to keep me in here so they can kiss her in peace!' Rei thought as he growled softly and ground his teeth together.
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Ming Ming, Crusher, Mystel and Garland exchanged worried glances.
'Why were they being so snippy all of a sudden,' Garland wondered as he watched Brooklyn's calm face fade away to one he had been wearing all too often. "Kira, may I speak with you?" The blonde nodded and followed Garland out of earshot. "Are you actually angry at Brooklyn?"
"No…but I could detect a hint of fear in his voice. That's why Hilary reacted the way she did…" From the way Garland's eyes widened slightly, Kira knew he did not think of that. "I was trying not to scare him further and shut up by using my "excuse"."
This caused Garland to start mentally swearing in every language he knew.
"C'mon," Kira brought him back to the present by kicking a pebble at him. He scowled at her and she stuck her tongue out at him. Smirking, she started walking back to the clearing; he followed, scowling heavily at her.
"Alright, what's up," Ming Ming demanded to know when the two re-entered the clearing. Kira merely shrugged before munching on the last of her fish. Garland gave her the "I'm-not-answering-so-don't-even-think-about-asking-again" look.
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Kai slung his duffle bag over his shoulder and began walking out of the terminal. The next thing he knew, he had been bowled over by someone.
That someone had blonde hair and blue eyes.
That someone just happened to be Max Tate, who looked just as shell-shocked.
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'Hm…' Mariah thought to herself as she silently opened doors and peered into their rooms. So far, the search for Daichi had proved fruitless; she sighed and ran a hand through her hair, finding this room unoccupied as well. Sighing, she closed the door and blew a strand of hair that had escaped her bow out of her face.
She turned around and came face with narrowed, black-irised eyes.
Her own golden ones widened in fear and shock as she registered what was happening.
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"Gomen nasai…" Brooklyn murmured softly.
"Hm?" Kira looked up from drawing designs in the dirt with a stick. She cocked her head to the side in confusion, "nande?"
"Nani?" Hilary had just registered that Brooklyn had spoken. That drew everyone else's attention to the shy, red-headed blader.
"Gomen nasai," he repeated softly; Kira sighed and returned to drawing her patterns in the dirt.
'Urgh…I hate people like him!' She growled mentally. 'Always blaming themselves for anything that goes wrong…God, he's horrible!'
"Kira," Hilary questioned tentatively; she had noted the frown that now marred Kira's annoyed facial expression.
"Aa?"
"Daijabou?
"Hai," Kira's frown deepened until she finally sighed and looked up. Everyone was staring at her. "Nani?"
"…nothing," Garland muttered as they all looked away. The re-annoyed Kira scowled darkly at them all and stood; she threw her twig somewhere off into the darkness beyond the light of the campfire.
They all started at the sound it made; Kira smirked playfully.
"Never been camping, kiddies?" She inquired with a smirk. They all could tell she was kidding…well, almost all.
"Aa," a shamefaced Brooklyn mumbled.
"Good God," Kira mumbled before throwing her hands up in the air in frustration. "If you're gonna talk, then talk. Stop being so meek."
Brooklyn's wide light emerald orbs connected with Kira's slightly irritated fiery grey ones for the second time that night.
"N-nande?"
Kira looked away and down before facing them all levelly.
"You remind me too much of someone I'd rather forget." Was her calm answer as she turned to walk off into the darkness; then she called over her shoulder, "besides…as I recall from your battle with Kai, you were quite the character."
Everyone froze; talking about the battle with Kai was so far off-limits it was long past Pluto. (1)
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'Hm…now, if I was a bunch of brats, where would I try to hide?' The evil looney bin man theorized. The intercom sounding brought him out of his thoughts.
"Mr. Taka," the secretary's oddly meek voice drifted through the intercom. "Mr. and Mrs. Kingston are here and they wish to speak with you…"
The man raised his eyebrows as he regarded the speaker.
'Hm…why not?' "Send them in, then," he informed her boredly after pressing the button.
"Right away, sir," the doors swinging open and two well-dressed people gliding in informed him that his secretary had not been kidding about the right away part.
"Alright, Taka," the man growled. "Where is our son?"
"Yes," the woman added snobbily. "I wish to see him…and inform him of our decision to bring him home…forcibly if need be."
The man in the desk merely looked smug and steepled his fingers as he calmly gazed at the couple. Oh yes, he could see right through them.
Through their phoney smiles and fake concern…he knew all about them. Just to look upon them was making him sick and he knew this meeting would be over soon. Or he would end it…and they would not like how he would end it.
He slipped a hand in his desk and felt around until his hand closed around something cold and hard. Oh yes, they most certainly would not like the end of this meeting…
"I'm sorry to say…your son is no longer under my care," Mr. Taka chose his words carefully; he knew if he spooked them, this would have all been for naught. Now that he knew…now that he knew, things were going to change. Drastically.
"Oh," the woman's eyebrow arched in disbelief; he restrained himself…barely.
"Yes…it seems his friends have…bailed…him out," the calm and composed director of the looney bin stated.
"We want to see our son, and we want to see him now," the male demanded angrily, his voice rising dramatically in volume.
The director did not flinch, nor did his expression waver an iota.
"I'm sorry to have to repeat myself…your son is no longer here, nor do I know where he is," the man restated.
"You lie," the woman snarled, her face contorting into a mask of anger. The effect made her very ugly indeed.
"No, madam," he replied sharply. "If there is one thing I do not do, it is lie."
"Then we'll search the premises for our son," the "father" responded.
"No, I do not think you will…"
"We won't?" The woman sneered, contorting her face more. "And who's going to stop us?"
"Me," he replied.
"Oh? And how are you going to stop us," the woman scorned.
"I'd like to see you try," the "father" growled.
"Oh, I'm afraid I shall do much more than try," Mr. Taka replied calmly before he pulled what he had been grasping from the desk ever since the conversation began.
Both gasped; shock registered on their faces.
Mr. Taka cocked the gun…and pulled the trigger hard. Twice.
The gunshots shattered the silence as well as flesh, cartilage and bone.
To him, they moved in slow motion; he urged them to move faster, willed them to kill quicker…but they went slowly, merrily about the same way they had started.
He scowled at the slowness of the bullets and frowned when he saw the blood all over the walls, carpet, everything.
'This will take some cleaning up,' he decided as he stuck the gun back inside his desk.
Most questioned why he kept a gun inside an insane asylum.
He questioned why he did not keep it on him at all times. There were too many disgusting people that lived on this planet and it was his life's mission to eradicate them all. He lounged back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.
Then a sick smile adorned his face.
'Oh, how much fun I will have now that I have a second chance…pity my work was undone…' He paused for a moment, thinking. 'Then again…was it?'
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Brooklyn had turned his back to the flames and everyone almost instantaneously. None of them had managed to catch a glimpse of his face, and all of them were apprehensive.
It was now the dead of night, and Kira had not yet returned.
Hilary frowned.
"How did you guys get Brooklyn out of there anyway?"
Garland smiled.
"Now that's a question worthy of an answer," Ming Ming grinned as well.
"I think Mystel should tell it…it was his idea," Crusher piped up; Mystel nodded as Ming Ming and Garland murmured their agreement.
"It was simple…" Mystel informed the brunette.
Flashback
All of them gaped at the unconscious Brooklyn before sharply pulling themselves together, although it was extremely hard for all of them to focus.
The four quickly covered the security camera's lens, slipped into uniforms and set Brooklyn on the rolling hospital bed. They became workers, a complete and total disguise. Mystel doubted that even the shrewish secretary would be able to recognize them now.
They all surrounded the bed and made to move it out the door. Before they did so, Ming Ming quickly and expertly applied some make-up and a wig to change Brooklyn from a pale carrot top to a tanned boy with straight, flat black hair.
Exchanging hurried smirks, they all worked together to get the bed out the door and down the hallway. They were about halfway when they encountered resistance.
"Where are you going," a nurse stopped them.
They all froze for a moment; time seemed to pass extra slow.
"Transfer," Crusher finally grunted. The nurse seemed to except it and bustled off. All were surprised and wary by the encounter; they decided it was time to stop lollygagging around and hurry up.
Around five minutes later, all four of them plus Brooklyn and the bed, were at the exit. Trying to look and act as natural as possible, all four wheeled him out the door and out of sight of the many security cameras.
They disappeared around a corner before slipping into the bushes in an area where they had already taken care of the camera. Hastily, they all tore off their disguises, Crusher hurriedly picked Brooklyn up, and they all raced off into the woods at the back of the property.
They encountered the creepy mist again, and during their trip through it, Ming Ming had removed the wig and make-up; Brooklyn had had a stressful enough day, he did not need to wake up looking like someone else.
About five minutes after they had left the imposing mist behind, they had come across Hilary and Kira.
End Flashback
"Wow…" Hilary mumbled.
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Japanese:
Gomen nasai: formal way of saying "I'm sorry"
Nande: why?
Nani: what?
Aa: yeah
Daijabou: are you okay? (roughly along the lines of that, anyway)
Hai: yes
(1)- whenever I say something is "far out" like spacey (as in not paying attention) or something of the like, I compare it to around, even with or past Pluto…basically, the topic was supposed to never have been brought up. Ever.
Sorry Judy's being a b-tch, but I need an over-protective parent somewhere along the line in here.
Okay, to set the record straight: I currently have five OCs running around. They are Kira, Mr. Taka (happy hotel guy), Mr. and Mrs. Kingston, and the evil secretary lady.
The last one will not be around for long, and since I dragged Brooklyn's "parents" in, I might get rid of Mr. Taka…for now. We shall see…we shall see.
Er…never mind…Mr. Taka shall stay.
Kae's note: There is a reason I wasn't abandoned. It is a very simple one. She has a tendency to make her bad guys reform and we can't have that in this story…no, we need really evil guys…:sweatdrop: and girls…OO;; okay, not girls!
Arin's note: I'm not even going to get to do anything until Kai and Hilary are reunited…if he can even manage that, the cold hearted bastard!...um, scratch that…I forgot about Mariah and Rei…:sweatdrop:
OO;;
Ahem, anyway…
Thanks for stopping by to read the story!
See you next time I update!
Emma