DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. THIS IS JUST A FAN-MADE STORY!

The following afternoon, something happened that made Kai wish he was dead. He would have given anything to turn back time and stop himself from doing what he had done, but it was too late now, what was done had been done.

It had started when he had been taken to his cell after a hard morning's training, and somehow, Mitsuhide had actually forgotten to lock the door. Noticing this, Kai could barely believe his luck. If he tried hard to keep himself hidden, and make no sound, then perhaps he could find his way out of here!

This is my only chance! He thought, I have to try my best and escape, or I'll be locked up in here forever!

He stood up and walked over to the door, and opened it slowly, checking around. He could see no one in sight, so he tore out of the room and began running down the corridor, fearing that at any moment he might bump into someone. But he ran onwards, desperate to keep going, to make it to the exit and back home, to Tsukino.

He had to!

Suddenly though, he heard footsteps approaching and quickly hid inside one of the rooms on his side. It was dark, but rather spacious. While he was inside, however, the door opened, and standing in it, silhouetted against the white light behind him, was his dear cousin.

"Kai...you did not really think I would let you escape, did you?" he said softly.

Fear flooding through him, Kai stepped back, knowing that he was done for. He stared at his cousin's black figure, not once taking his eyes off him.

Mitsuhide stepped inside the room, approaching Kai slowly. He stared at his fearful form, sensed his desperation to get away from him, and thrived in it.

"There's no escape, Kai," he said calmly: "You'll be here for as long as we desire."

"I'm no one's puppet! You have no right to keep me here against my will!" Kai protested angrily.

"Really?" asked Mitsuhide, getting closer and closer to him.

"Yeah, so get out of my way, bastard," Kai spat, glaring fiercely at him.

Mitsuhide stopped in his tracks, unmoving.

"What did you just call me?" he asked.

"A sick bastard, a loser who depends on me and will never admit it," said Kai.

Suddenly, Mitsuhide flew at him, slamming Kai into the wall and began hitting him with a force derived from his rage, trying his best to hurt Kai as much as possible. Kai tried his best to shield himself, but Mitsuhide was strong, and Kai's present fragility made him weak.

Mitsuhide grabbed his arms and pulled while aiming a sharp kick in his gut, his boot connecting sharply with Kai's unprotected skin. Kai flew forward and sank his teeth into Mitsuhide's neck, biting so hard that blood, red and warm, splashed against his teeth. Enraged, Mitsuhide knocked him down to floor and aimed a punch in his chest, which was so hard that Kai felt a couple of ribs breaking. He screamed in pain and kicked up at his cousin, but it had no effect on his strength. Instead, Mitsuhide grabbed Kai's arm and twisted it sharply behind his back, pulling until he heard the satisfying sound of breaking bones. Kai screamed, a blood-curling scream which echoed throughout the room, and tears sprang out of his eyes.

"Get off me! Get off me!" Kai yelled, breathing in sharply, his broken ribs stinging his chest with every agonising breath.

"APOLOGISE! NOW!" Mitsuhide thundered, continuing to twist Kai's broken arm.

"NO! NEVER!" Kai bellowed, before screaming once more in pain.

Suddenly, someone dashed inside the room and pulled them apart, and the lights came on. A man was holding Mitsuhide back and other held Kai down whilst Boris stood staring at them.

"What's going on here?" he asked.

"That beast insulted me! Said I actually DEPENDED on him! He needs to be taught a lesson!" Mitsuhide growled angrily, glaring daggers at Kai.

"He deserves it! You both deserve hell, the worst of hell for what you're making me go through! I hate you both so much, I wish I could kill you! I hate you, I curse you, I want to see you burn in the hottest parts of hell!" Kai shouted, red in the face with rage and effort.

For a heart-stopping moment, no one said anything, and one of the worst moments of silence in history passed between them.

"Is that so?" Boris finally spoke in a calm, deadly voice.

Then, turning to the man holding Kai, he said: "You know where to take him."