About time I update, eh?! Sorry, had school tests. This is a filler chappie, sorry again, but it is important to keep the story balanced.
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To 57R4NG3 N07H1NG: Well...welcome to the story my friend! I had a rather nice time, figuring out your reviews! You hold a resemblance to me?! Sounds great! I'd love to be your friend. And anyone who can hold a pen and paper and see...can write. Haha, who said I liked Athrun Zala in 'that' way either?! :D I just like the characters which are...somewhat like me. Improve my descriptions? Well, still working on it! Thanks for mentioning it. A goetia? :) I'd take that advice! But your sister knows how messed up my life is so that is the reason why I'm like that. It's a relief to know that you are being so positive about my story! My heartiest gratitude from the bottom of my heart on that one! Mucho gracias! X3 Absolutely perfect?! You're making me blush! Nah, listening to your 'raving' as you put it...is better stuff too! ;D Thankies a box of chocolates for reviewing! =^.^=
To Guen Haoru: Of course I didn't forget you, my kind friend! How could I? It's fine, I know everyone has business to attend to. Your life doesn't revolve around fanfiction. Which is why, my slow updates are for busy bee peeps like you who can keep up with the story easily at that pace. My apologies for late update but had school going over my head! But now I'll have winter vacations which means I can easily update. And not many people like my works without being jealous so I wont dwell on that! :) they're not worth consuming my mind space! It's fine if you didn't know! At least now you do! And yep, winter's here! We don't have snow where I live but we sure have thick fog and chilly winds. I'm glad you liked that! Yeah, the main reason for writing this story is to actually describe the hidden parts of the anime. OOC?! I noticed that too and I don't often make such mistakes but I couldn't find a better way to write that!
Fall in the Fires, Rise from the Ashes.
Chapter 18: Welcome to Hell.
Snow was gradually piling up on the already white ground. Ian shivered and rubbed his hands together to gain some warmth. Beside him, Spencer was trying to keep his chattering teeth still. They had been ordered to come outside for 'special training'.
"Hey Pencer, any idea where we're going?" Ian whispered to the tall blond.
Spencer shook his head, "Nope. But I do hope it wont be bone-tiring."
Ian snickered which came out more like a growl.
As they trudged in the snow after the other kids, they couldn't help but notice the smug looks on the guards' faces. What in the world was going on?!
"Whoa..." Being tall, Spencer managed to see what was all the commotion about and stopped abruptly, making Ian bump into him and fall flat on his back.
"Hey!" Ian's protest was muffled as he too, caught a glimpse of what was happening, "No way...is that..."
"Kai..." Spencer breathed, "But...how? Thats impossible."
"He's...almost the same as I remember him." Ian commented, resembling a hunchbacked old man with white beard, remembering his past.
Spencer gritted his teeth, "He's hurt. I can see blood even from this far."
"Oi!" A guard barked at the kids, "Take out your blades. You are ordered to bring your aims to perfection. Hit this target until you are told to stop." He pointed at the unconscious teen.
"That's wild." Spencer's eyes widened.
Ian gulped, "What do we do?"
"We...miss." Spencer pursed his lips as he readied his launcher along with everyone else.
Ian braced himself with a deep breath as he too, took out his blade.
Very carefully, so they wouldn't be noticed, the two hit their blades on the post again and again, missing the prone form barely by inches. Thankfully, no one watched them that closely since the number of kids was greater than the supervisors.
However, the other kids did just as they were told, not wanting to be the victim of wrath. Despite Ian and Spencer's attempts to save their friend, soon the ashen skin was marred with specks of red blood. But what scared them the most was that Kai was completely unresponsive. He didn't twitch or winced at the painful blows.
"Kai..." Spencer breathed, looking through the fog his breath had created.
"Pence, you don't think he's..." Ian refrained from saying the word.
"No...no he's not. If he was dead, they wouldn't have told us to hit him." Spencer gritted his teeth.
Ian nodded before relaunching wyborg.
Soon, they were told to stop and were herded inside. Spencer and Ian casted worried glances at their old team mate in the wild blizzard but there was nothing they could do so they were forced to remain inside their cell room.
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Tala and Bryan held their breath as a guard unlocked the door to their room. As his best friend was tossed in carelessly, Tala sucked in a sharp breathe but the guard didn't seem to notice. The moment, their door was locked once more, the two friends quickly approached the motionless form.
Bryan gasped at the wild gashes and the red head's eyes widened.
"No...they...they'll pay for that..." The lilac haired blader barely spoke up.
"They will..." Tala promised.
And with practiced ease, they began to help their suffering friend.
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The next few weeks went extremely hard for Kai. He was punished countless times for nothing in particular. Starved...whipped...left out in the wild colds of Russia...trained beyond exhaustion. But his best friend helped him in all the situations...even though he couldn't do much more than comfort the teen with limited resources they had.
"You've got to hang in there Kai...We will make it out of here...alive." Tala had said this to his brother countless times in moments of hardships. This raw determination was what kept them going for so long.
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"Hey Mr. D, any sign of Kai?" Tyson had asked for the millionth time on phone that day.
The old man sighed, "No Tyson...the officers are doing their best...but so far, no such luck."
"Oh..." Tyson lowered his gaze.
The blade breakers were nothing without their captain to keep them in shape. They trained outside the hotel in Russia but their stats kept dropping. There was no noticeable progress in their blading skills and they just worked up mechanically. It was a routine by now.
"Ugh! I can't take it anymore..." Tyson threw his launcher on the ground and glared at his wobbling blade.
"Tyson..." Max reprimanded.
"It's so annoying...where the heck is Kai?! Why can't we find him even though we're in the same region?!" Tyson pulled at his navy hair.
"Worrying wont get us anywhere, Ty." Ray intervened, "Stop balding yourself!"
"I wish, there was a hint or something...a clue...a hope..." Tyson's voice lost it's pitch.
"Hope..." Max jerked his head up, "Yes, there is hope...like you said, we're in the same area. We're not giving up on Kai that easily."
"Max's right, Tyson...I'm sure Mr. Dickenson and the others are doing everything they can to find him." Ray assured the blader.
"Well apparently it's not enough...because officially, it's been three days since we last saw Kai in that match." Tyson snapped.
"Tyson...chill..." Max's voice was cut off with a knock on the door.
Soon, the old BBA chairman had entered the suit.
Mr. D, heard anything new?" Tyson bombarded his question at the old man.
Mr Dickenson frowned, "Actually, I have."
"WHAT?! WHERE IS HE?! IS HE OKAY?!"
"Whoa whoa...calm down boys..." Mr D rubbed his forehead before taking a deep breathe, "My officials have informed me that Kai is somewhere within the abbey. So..."
"Oh yeah! Hang in there, Kai, we're coming!" Tyson pumped his fist in the air.
"No Tyson...hold your horses, my boy..." Mr Dickenson gave a small smile to the enthusiastic blader before continuing, "Our best bet is to wait till the next championships. That way we can..."
"What?! But why?" Max shook his head at the navy-haired blader. This was the third time he had interrupted the manager.
Mr D sighed, "We don't have any evidence...we can't just go and search the abbey because we want to. We need legal proof."
"Kai was kidnapped from the stage that day, Mr D...surely someone would've seen that." Max pointed out.
The elderly man shook his head, "I'm afraid not. If someone did notice...well...let's just say that Boris has rather powerful resources and people...fear their lives more than witnessing a missing boy."
"But Kai is a..."
"Celebrity...yes Ray...he was...and is still famous. But unfortunately that is not enough." Mr Dickenson shifted his cane from one hand to other.
Seeing the boys' bowed heads, he tried to cheer up their dampened moods, "Look on the bright side, boys. We have everything planned perfectly. The tournament is next week. There's a cent percent chance that you'll get to blade with the Demolition boys again."
"And what have you planned?"
"Our plan, Tyson...is to stay on guard and as soon as the match ends, move those boys as far away from Boris and Voltaire as possible. Their transport will be stopped at the parking security check. And the whole area would be surrounded by my men. Boris will find no escape route and if he does find one, it would be too late by then and those boys would have been led to safety." Mr D stopped to take a breathe.
So...now we wait?" Ray looked at the chairman.
"Yes Ray...now we wait."
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The dark, cold room echoed with a strange thundering sounds as a spiked whip bathed in crimson blood. With each lashing noise as the tool cracked against pale skin, a menacing grin showed itself on the holder's face.
"Had enough boy?" The cold voice taunted the blue-haired teen who was deathly pale.
Kai gritted his teeth but not even a single sound escaped past his bloodied lips.
"You will fight in the next tournament. It's my order."
"I...don't give...a damn...about...your...order." Kai was breathing heavily now.
The whip cracked again.
"You are fighting your friends or else..." Voltaire growled at the stubborn boy.
"No."
The whip continued thundering.
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There! Review please! I had a writer's block! I couldn't even beta it coz of late update so forgive my mistakes! This was a filler but next chap is gonna have action!
Rose out!
Until next time!