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To Guen Haoru: Welcome to my story! And it's okay, as long as you review in future too! Cookies for you! And candies for you! And before I ramble on, let's get to your question...Tyson met Ray after Kai?! Hm...now that I think about it, there was a cloud in Japan, Tyson sat on it, it floated to China, Rei joined Tyson, the cloud continued to float towards Russia where they rescued Kai! Haha, just kidding my friend! To answer your question sensibly, well...for some reason which thanks to you (no offense! I mean my gratitude!) I'll think it up, Tyson, Max, Kenny and Rei were asked by Mr. Dickenson to be a team when they found out about beyblades. However, they needed one more member...so they randomly picked Russia for a vacation and while roaming in the forest, found Kai. Did that make sense? I'll think if Hilary will be in picture or not. Feel free to send me your suggestions, ideas, comments! I don't bite!
My apologies for late update but I was busy. Enjoy this longer chap!
Fall in the Fires, Rise from the Ashes.
Chapter 12: Breaking the Cage.
"Come on Tyson, hurry up. We've got to move faster."
"I'm trying." Tyson huffed as Rei left him behind, rushing to help whoever was out there.
Rei stopped abruptly, almost tripping over something on the ground. Bending over to examine it as it didn't look like a log or the roots, he gasped. After all, how many logs or root have you seen with blue hair?!
It was a boy...of his age...who was obviously hurt.
Rei turned towards Tyson who was catching up with him, "Tyson, I think I've found someone who needs our help."
Tyson looked at the prone form with wide eyes, "Is he...?"
"No, he's still alive." Rei knelt beside the unconscious teen, checking his pulse, "And he's lucky we've found him."
"Well, what are you waiting for, let's go. You take him and I'll distract the people who are after him." Tyson set up the plan quickly, "Oh man, I'm such a quick thinker! And you guys think I'm not smart!"
"It was obvious." Rei sighed, "What else could we do?!"
"Well, go on then! Shoo!" Tyson took out his new beyblade, he was recently given.
Rei hoisted the teen up gently, carrying him on his back and in a flash, he was gone.
Tyson glanced at the crimson pool where the boy had been and scrunched up his face. No one deserved to get hurt. Quickly covering the blood traces with some leaves and vines, he could hear heavy footsteps, thudding in the direction and got ready. However, at the last moment, he realized his smartness that he had forgotten his launcher on his bed!
"Uh-oh!"
That was all he could say as a well-built man with a gun spotted him and was immediately standing in front of him.
Tyson raised his head to look at the -what he called in his mind- 'macho man'.
"Oy! What the hell are you doing here kid?!" The guard barked at the teen.
"Uh...hi?!" Tyson rubbed his head sheepishly, thinking of another plan.
"You have no business here!" The guard snarled.
"Oh yeah?! It's not like you've this forest signed to your name!" Tyson retorted.
"What did you just say?!" The guard growled.
"You heard me! I have complete right to come here whenever I want!" Tyson declared, mentally patting himself on the back.
Now he was surrounded by about five guards. One of them glared at him, "Quit goofing around. Tell us what we need to know."
"How can I tell what you need to know?! You'll know yourself what you need to know!" Tyson replied innocently, snickering on the inside.
"Watch it kid! Have you seen a boy? A little older than you...blue hair...he was wearing blue jeans and shirt and a white scarf." A guard who probably was their leader questioned.
"Hm...never heard of one!" Tyson faked thinking.
"What were you doing here?! I know you came because you heard something!" The man glared.
"I came to observe the beauty of nature! My mommy sent me to pick berries! No, scratch that, do you see this cap on my head? My mom sent me to give some cake and juice to my grandma and I ran into you wolves who are telling me to go pick flowers for her too!" Tyson pointed at the man accusingly.
"What?!" The guard looked at Tyson as if he had grown a second head.
"You heard me!" Tyson huffed.
"Leave the kid boss...he's probably a mental case." Another guard pointed out.
"Hey! Watch it! I'm in my best health! And my mind is stable!" Tyson protested.
"Yeah, he doesn't know." The men seemed to talk among themselves. In a couple of minutes, they left. But not before threatening Tyson about revealing what he had seen and witnessed.
When they were finally gone, Tyson sighed in relief, "Whew! That was close! I better find Rei and that other guy. He was probably hurt."
With this, he left his spot, going to search for the Chinese teen.
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Rei was sprinting at full speed. The teen on his back was freezing and seemed lifeless, had it not been the slight rise and fall of his chest and heart beat.
Increasing his speed, Rei spotted his navy haired friend who had managed to find a shortcut out of the woods. They were almost out. Relieved, Rei called out, "Tyson!"
"Huh?! Oh, hey Rei! How's it going?" Tyson looked up.
Rei landed in front of Tyson and re-adjusted his grip on the unconscious teen.
"How is he?" Tyson glanced at the unknown boy worriedly.
"Cold...hurt...needs rest." Rei analyzed.
"Let's go." Tyson led the way and both of them supported the boy out the woods.
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"Hey chief, what's up?" A blond boy was sitting on a couch, flicking through TV channels out of boredom.
"Nothing special Max. I'm trying to see if I can balance this quadratic equation through equilibrium by using the formulas I derived from the logarithm table!" A brown haired shorted boy replied from where he sat, typing on the small laptop computer in his lap.
(A/N: Okay guys...I'm kinda...against maths! I hate this twisted thing. Hopefully you wont be offended by this statement above. I personally know it's not possible but since I could use up some hard terms...I did! However, any of you geeks out there...can try this method and tell me what's the result!)
"Whoa whoa whoa! Give me a break Kenny! I don't understand a word you're saying!" Max raised his hands in exasperation.
"I'm saying if I..." Kenny was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Huh?! Did I just heard a knock?" Max raised his head.
"Yeah. Can you please get it. I'm kinda busy here, trying to bal-"
"I know I know...balance some formula by a table of equal...equar..."
"Equilibrium!"
"Yeah...that." Max sighed.
"Equilibrium doesn't have a table, Max." Kenny pointed out wisely, "And I'm not trying to balance a formula...I'm trying to-"
"Stop messing with my head! This is like a tongue twister!" Max shook his head.
The door knocked again.
"Whoops! Almost forgot!" Max went to answer the door while Kenny resumed typing, muttering something about data and his futile efforts of explaining things to others.
Max opened the door half way and saw a familiar face, "Oh, hey Ray. Come on in. Where's Tyson?"
It wasn't until he caught glimpse of an arm around Ray's neck. It wasn't Tyson's, he knew it. Since when did Tyson wore black gloves?!
"What the...who..." Max fumbled with the words.
"Can we come in Max? Tyson will explain it to you." Ray requested.
"Oh, yeah...right." Max opened the door completely, fully exposing the unconscious teen his both friends supported. Since the head was bent low, Max only saw dual colored blue hair, a white scarf, pale skin and clothes which consisted of dark blue jeans and navy blue shirt.
Ray and Tyson went in, avoided the living room, going straight to the closest bedroom which happened to be Ray's and left Max by the door.
After Tyson helped Ray lie the boy in the bed, Ray told him to go and explain things to Max and Kenny while he himself decided to fix his wounds.
As Tyson left, Ray quietly closed the door so any noise wont disturb his concentration and began to work. Getting some water in a bowl, he took a cloth and began to clean the blood, hearing sharp intake of breathe every now and then. As Ray removed the scarf and shirt, he was left speechless at the amount of scars...some new...some old and fading...on the boy's exposed body. Not wanting anyone else to know, Ray quickly and efficiently tended to the wounds as best as he could. He fixed the sprained wrist and ankle. And resolving to help the teen as much as he could, he took out the bullet from his leg, earning a whimper of pain. Nevertheless, the Chinese boy finished quickly. Placing a hand on the boy's forehead, he frowned as he felt heat under his hand. Placing a damp cloth on the burning forehead, Ray silently crept outside, leaving the boy to rest.
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With everything explained, the group sat, waiting for the mysterious teen to wake up. It happened much sooner than they had thought.
They decided not to ask help from a hospital unless necessary because it could involve police too.
All of a sudden, Ray heard a smashing sound and rushed towards his room telling the others to stay behind in case they upset the new boy. Entering inside, he blinked in the dark before turning on the light. There, on the bed, was the boy. But now, he was sitting upright, alert and had folded his legs up to his chest, as if wanting to shield himself. There was a broken glass on the floor beside the bed.
"Hey there." Ray tried the calmest voice he could ever manage, "I'm so glad you're awake."
The boy just stared at him...more like glared and Ray found himself looking into deep crimson eyes.
"Um..." Ray tried again, "How're you feeling?"
Again no answer.
Ray sighed, "I'm not gonna hurt you, you know...I'm only trying to help you."
When he still got no reply, Ray frowned, "Do you...know English?"
The boy gave a tentative nod.
"Then...why aren't you answering?"
He received a glare in return.
"Um...can you talk?!"
Another nod.
"Then please say something! What's your name?" Ray didn't expect to be answered but he was rewarded with one.
"Kai." The voice was deep and quiet.
"So...Kai...apparently you're Russian." Ray analyzed.
Kai looked at his surroundings and threw Ray a questioning look.
Ray opened his mouth to reply but stopped himself. Two could play the game, "What do you want to know?" He hid a smile as Kai glared.
Kai turned away as he didn't get a reply.
Ray smiled, "Well? I know you want to know something...what is it?!"
"Leave me alone." The phrase was muffled by the sheets and pillow.
"That's not the answer...Kai." Ray hid his amusement.
Receiving no reply, Ray sighed.
Kai tried his best to kill his curiosity but...in the end, curiosity killed the cat! And before he could stop himself, words escaped his mouth, "Where am I?"
Ray smiled broadly and went to sit by his side, a bit startled as Kai flinched. However, Ray made himself comfortable and began the explanation, "You're safe now. This is...um...a home where we live! We meaning Me, Tyson who helped you too, Max and Kenny. This is mainly Tyson's...dojo you can say but since his grandfather is mostly out of city, we on our own here. I cook food mostly, because others are not that smart! And usually, I'm the one fixing them up...just like I fixed you..." Ray gestured towards the bandages on Kai's arms, and visible on his chest under the sheet, "And...um...I don't know if you know about...spinning tops? Beyblades? Bitbeasts? But we use them. We are a team but we need one more member. We lack a captain too." Ray chuckled nervously as crimson eyes bore holes in his soul, "We try to practice on our own sometimes but fail miserably if you ask me. And..." Ray trailed off, thinking what else to tell.
Kai tried to get up instead of his resting position. The other boy tried to stop him but he ignored. He was surrounded by strangers who were a bunch of strange weirdos! He wanted to get out of here, but where else could he go? And so, he simply replied as Ray tried to stop him, "Just out of this room."
The limited detail was enough for Ray to understand the commanding tone and he went after the dual haired teen who went in the living room where everyone else was. Kai wanted to change direction and go outside but Ray made him come to the living room.
"Alright!" Ray announced, "Time for introductions."
The audience cheered.
"This..." Ray looked at a bemused Kai and pointed towards a navy haired boy, "is Tyson. He usually thinks he's smart but...it's the opposite. It's a fact Tyson!" Ray glanced at Tyson who had protested, "He's Japanese."
'Idiot!' Kai thought the word fit for the cocky boy.
"And here, we have Max. He's American and sometimes get hyper active so we have to hide the sugar away from him. But he's really cheery and worth having around." Ray smiled as Max waved his hand to Kai in a "Hi!" gesture.
'Sugar high!' Kai told himself.
"This is Kenny. We usually call him Chief because he fixes our beyblades...loves his laptop Dizzy...and is a genius nerd! Also Japanese and Tyson's school mate." Ray's frank words made Kenny go scarlet at words of appreciation.
'Computer geek!' Kai defined in his mind.
"And lastly, me. I'm Ray...Chinese...can cook...am good at medications too...and um..."
"More sensible...as Mr. Dickenson puts it! And a neko in Tyson's opinion!" Max added.
"Um...yeah!" Ray nodded to Kai, "And now, it's your turn."
'Kitten? Kitty?! Thing!' Kai concluded to himself.
At the questioning stares, he thought for a while before finally replying, "I'm Kai...Russian."
Tyson counted on his fingers, "Three words intro Kai?! Weird name, and obviously you're Russian since we found you in Russia! Tell us what we don't know."
Kai glared till switched to death glare and when Tyson scooted away, he went outside.
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