Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who had read up to this point! Also a really big thanks to the reviewers of last chapter:

isthatnecessary - Good to know this story is still pretty good in the readers' eyes seeing how as I've been abandoning it so much. Thanks, I'll need all the luck I can get! Thanks a lot for reviewing!

Manda - Haha, the difference... -tries to think up witty comeback- A consonant? Hehe, sorry couldn't help myself anyway there will be a kiss between Kai and who-know-who, so don't worry! Haha, I could claim first Bryan/Mariam? I might shove it up if I can stop cutting out parts of it. The plot is a little cliché. Anyway, fictionpress is basically the exact same as fanfiction - though you write your own story with your own plot and characters. Thanks for reviewing!

ShadowBlade7330 - 1) It is definitely good news, and two... -cough- I may post some one shots up on fanfiction, or that Bryan/Mar. fiction that's been lying around on my computer... If it makes it any better, I'm still writing fiction just not FANfiction haha please don't kill me! -runs away- Thanks for reviewing!

Amanita Virosa-Amaranthus - Hope I updated quickly enough, well I definitely updated quicker than last time. Again sorry about being so slow, but school's being evil yet again with tests. Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter 27

Robert was not in a good mood. His mother and father had sent him multiple bodyguards though the fact remained they were more than annoying. "You needn't guard me so closely." Robert spoke through gritted teeth as a few men had began searching every cupboard – just in case. "They will not dare come in here with the police outside."

"Mariah was with two police officers." Oh he knew that, the thing was they'd been split up and that was why she'd died. If the police didn't move from their positions and these guys did their job: he was perfectly safe.

"I do not wish to be reminded." Robert sighed as the check of the small room was completed. "However, I am in a confined place, they would not get very far if they burst into the room." Seeing as most of the guards were armed, it meant only a few people would dare to run inside, and those were the people from room-service. "Now, would they?"

The guards nodded though decided to give Robert some space and left him to his own devices. "I still do not see why I'm the one they want to kill..." Another sigh, "It makes no sense." Still after going to several conferences both beyblading and this killing nonsense, related he was more than exhausted.

He yawned suddenly knowing that he'd probably be able to get a quick nap before he would be needed anywhere else. Still he watched as the television became blurred... Robert was sure that he would have heard someone coming inside but of course when the room had started to fill with gas – he'd merely fell into a deeper sleep.

"You shouldn't be so easily led, Pride." David opened the sliding window from the fire escape. He'd need to move quickly, apparently this kid was pretty well off, and so he could afford some extra protection. He thanked the heavens that his brother had managed to get him a gas-mask.

He quickly threw the boy over his shoulder, but was suddenly attracted to what was being said on the television. It was a news report – about his mother. "Brother won't be too pleased." David mumbled as he heard about the police now almost knowing who the people were. They'd narrowed their suspects down to a few people...

Robert awoke with a mighty headache, he groaned and tried to place his hands on his forehead – it would have been an attempt to have calmed the awful feeling. Still he groaned when he realised his hands and also legs were immobile.

He was bound tightly what seemed to be a giant wheel, an old wooden wheel...did they even still make those? Did they even sell them? Robert looked around the small room and couldn't help but feel as if everything would be alright. This was dream.

He'd been surrounded by people wanting to protect him and had fallen asleep – he couldn't possibly be captured by those idiotic killers. His dreams were smashed as James came inside the room armed with a sledgehammer and repeatedly hit him on his arms and legs.

"Now should I give you a mercy killing?" James watched as the boy groaned in pain, still half-intoxicated by the gas his brother had thrown into the ventilation. "Or shall I rid you of your sin slowly?" James had been looking forward to this, he found it fascinating that he could such a large weapon and yet still keep the victim alive for hours. There was that mercy killing move – a mere swing to the head or heart and the boy would be dead. Although James wasn't feeling too merciful today and continued to drag the torture on.

"Do not shower me in pity, old man." Robert spat, he would not beg for death from this madman. No doubt that's probably what he was waiting for. He still had to admit he had been rather stupid for letting his bodyguards leave, but he had some doubt... Would they have smelt the gas and been able to do something about it?

"Your Pride will bring you more pain than not." James yelled and crashed the sledgehammer down on Robert's forearm a loud cracking noise was heard immediately followed by a distinct yell of agony. Robert pained himself more by looking at the wound, the bone was shattered – jutting out in all directions of his arm.

"You will die," James announced monotonously as if he were now bored of the sight, "slowly and painfully..." James then brought the sledgehammer over his head to bring it crashing back down onto the boy's leg but the sudden call of his name caused him to sigh and stop for a moment.

"What is it?" James watched as his brother glanced at the tied up boy and scowled – he was never a great fan of blood or bone for that matter. Still David forced himself to look at his brother, he wasn't too sure if it was the best time to tell him this but he'd probably be yelled at for not telling him sooner.

David motioned his head towards the door and both of the men left Robert. James and David had a quiet word outside, "What do you mean, they found out who we are?" James hissed, his eyes narrowed and the grip around the sledgehammer tightened.

"Apparently, Mrs Tate, remembered us." David knew that the news report had mentioned their mother but he had decided to ignore that fact: his brother would go on and on about his mother in the most degrading way. David couldn't be bothered at the moment to hear it.

"That... stupid woman! Go get her." It was obvious that James would blame whoever had told the police something. James had on occasion blamed him for leaving behind pieces of evidence, yet even though David knew if James was caught he would be too... Seeing James so annoyed was a very small win, but a win at least for David.

"Wouldn't it be better if we left?" David didn't want to be found out, he didn't ever want to admit to what he had done but oddly enough, he knew the day would come. Whether it be tomorrow, or in the next sixty years, David didn't care so long as a certain someone didn't find out.

"What?" James raised his nose in the air and watched his brother suspiciously he'd been the one that had told them to move here. If they were going to be caught then it was his fault. Seeing the look he was receiving David managed to mumble out an answer, a little irritated with how he was being treated. As if James didn't believe him.

"I mean, they might find us if they've spoken to our mother," James sighed before David could finished off his reasons to move. David couldn't help but hope that even if James was caught that he would be able to escape what he deserved, and go back to his normal life.

"And? Scared of dying?" David narrowed his eyes, it wasn't as if he was scared – he just didn't want to die just yet. His fiancée was about to have a child: how could he leave her when something like that was going to happen?

He didn't want to argue with his brother, he never did care too much for arguing with the idiot. Still he seemed to be in an extremely bad mood: he must have been panicking because they could be caught. "What if Olivia finds out..?" James rolled his eyes when David muttered it under his breath. His little brother's problem was he had no backbone.

"You think she cares about you? She's a leech, like our mother. Like all women." He snorted, he didn't ever like his mother...she was always so clingy and when he had given her a few good hits when he was younger she'd stayed away from him.

David didn't mind people yelling or moaning at him. However there was a particular person he held on a very high pedestal and that was his soon-to-be wife, Olivia. "Hey, shut up. She's expecting she doesn't need to--!" Hearing David raise his voice to him was somewhat surprising and amusing at the same time. Did David think he could change his mind? What a fool.

"Shut up? Who do think you're speaking to?" James didn't think David would say anything back but then again James had forgotten that someone who had killed a few people and was possible sleep-deprived would certainly be more moody than normal.

"Who does it look like?" David didn't know why but his brother just smirked and leaned against the wall and laughed. That wasn't meant to happen. Still David kept an eye on that sledgehammer who knows, it could be going for his own head in a minute. He frowned at his own thoughts, James wouldn't kill him – they were brothers.

"Do I need to remind you who the elder brother is?" The small smirk didn't leave his face until David answered back yet again. Maybe this would be a good time to stop? David wasn't too sure what had made him lose control over himself, maybe it was the fact that James had forever been spiteful ever since he'd met Olivia. He'd hated her without even meeting her and that was what had made David so infuriated.

"We should finish this as soon as possible, James. We'll get caught otherwise." Still after a moment of glaring, James sighed and couldn't help the smirk that suddenly grew into a grin. What he said caused David's blood to turn as cold as a Russian blizzard.

"Do you not want to be famous? To have your face in every newspaper worldwide?" Everything seemed to stop until David saw that James was about to laugh. Was that a joke? Was he kidding? Why did he want people know he was capable of such horrifying violence?

"I thought you said you were doing this for God...not for glory." David had always known James was giving him the excuse of a lifetime, God had told him to do it. He hadn't believed it for a second, it was just like when he was a kid and would blame him for doing something wrong. What had made him go along with it was that he seemed to have convinced himself and that was a much more disturbing thought.

"Does it really matter what my motives are?" James chuckled when he saw David shake his head. On the other hand the younger brother was not answering the question, he was trying to dislodge the sudden thought of how James really was just a killing machine. His brother did have some form of compassion surely?

"You--" David's voice was cut off, James didn't like this new found backbone. He'd need to put a stop to this if he were to be able to order him about without any problems. Still David couldn't help but feel slightly nervous as James began to twirl the metal handle around in his hands.

"I'm not sacrificing innocents, you've seen what they're capable of... anyway: you didn't need to come along and do it. You're as bad as me. If not, worse." Being compared to his brother hand always made him feel somewhat happy, this however made him feel sick to his stomach.

"Kill him," He threw the hammer to David's feet, instinctively the younger brother took a few steps back. David was being to feel slightly worried about his brother – it wasn't as if he had ever been normal but now that they both had started this little hunt. He'd gotten worse as if the more people he killed the greater his ego would become.

"I'll leave that one to you." David hadn't really thought about what he would do when he had helped his brother to kill the first one. He'd almost been sick on several occasions just glancing at the decapitated body. James had promised it would be the last one he would help with...

"You kill him or I'll have a heart to heart with Olivia." James noticed his brother suddenly tensed, and grimaced as if in pain. He'd do what he was told or else that wench he wanted to marry would know about his late-activities. It made a cheating husband look as innocent as a child compared to what David had been doing.

He grumbled a few curses out and picked up the sledgehammer, he glanced at the end: there was already blood staining the end. "You're a sick bastard sometimes you know that?" David glared at his brother before he opened the door, he would need to finish this kid off. He couldn't let Olivia find out about this, any of this.

"You're lucky you're blood or else you would have disappeared a long time ago," David blinked at the remark he hadn't thought about James ever killing him, "remember get rid of the kids body afterwards. I don't want this place stinking of blood." James had already began walking away, humming a hymn to himself.

David sighed, he might as well get this over and done with – he doubted that God would ever forgive him for this. Then again if he wasn't doing this for God, then why should he continue it? Why should he let these children suffer?

Olivia just couldn't know: and so he walked into where Robert was currently kept and decided he would finished this off. This would be the last time, he swore to himself but he half knew that even that was lie his brother had told him many years ago.

At least people had stopped looking at him as if he were a killer, at least he didn't feel as quite as useless as usual however Kai couldn't help but feel as if there was something he still needed to do. "Hello?" An answer, about time, Kai sighed, he'd been rather cruel to rest of his family...

"Hey." Kai mumbled and looked around, he didn't want to have anyone overhear anything he was saying or was about to say. Aton was a little relieved to hear his brother's voice, at least he hadn't done anything stupid.

"I'll put Sota on..." Aton mumbled after a few seconds of silence, the strange thing was that Kai hadn't phoned to speak to his little sister. He didn't want to speak to someone who didn't understand the world around her.

"Don't." The sudden request made Aton stop moving and decided against calling is little sister to the phone. Still if Kai didn't want to speak to his sister then what did he want to speak about? It wasn't as if they were close.

There were another few moments of silence. "So? What is it?" Aton was more than curious to why Kai had phoned him at this hour. It wasn't exactly normal to phone at seven in the morning.

"Did the police ask about Adonis?" He didn't know why but the fact that Kai was speaking to him about their father made him slightly annoyed. Was this the only thing they could talk about? How they were both betrayed and lost someone to the greedy scientist.

"Yeah they wanted to ask if he ever donated money or facilities to some family." He'd been pestered only once, and it wasn't the usual type of police that Kai had suddenly become accustomed to either. This one asked her questions nicely and didn't mind if he took his time about it.

"Hn." Aton didn't really know what to say after that. Where had Kai been anyway? It was lucky he had called today and not a few weeks ago – there had been a power shortage in the town and nothing had worked.

"You sound like your usual self..." Kai sighed, he really didn't want his siblings to worry but he did feel as if they should know. It wasn't something that should be kept under wraps from the rest of the family.

"I'm just out of hospital." Aton frowned when he heard what Kai had said, seeing as every one of the Hiwatari siblings hated hospital – he doubted he was there because he had a cold or a bad headache.

"What happened?" He didn't know how to tell his older brother what had happened without it coming out as some form of worried-statement or a strange-void-of-all-emotion report.

"I got stabbed." The matter-of-factly voice made Aton blink and then suddenly ask, 'what', just in case Kai was either playing a joke or he'd heard wrong, the latter being most likely.

"I nearly died..." Kai mumbled not sure why the words were so hard to speak. He'd never have thought he would be in hospital and fighting for his life, sure he'd been badly hurt a few times. By to almost die it was a surreal thought. Aton happened to be blinking rapidly, not to sure what to say, his brother had almost died and he hadn't even a clue about it? "You know, if anything happened to me, you'll take care of Sota, right?"

The sudden question made Aton frown in confusion, "Well, yeah but what--?" He was cut off as Kai ended the call. The blue-haired teenager sighed, he wouldn't be away to confront those men again but he couldn't help but feel as if he needed to go and check the place where he'd almost died again.

A strange thought suddenly occurred to him: would his own blood still be staining the floor? Or had it been wiped up? Which reminded him, was there any other clues that that investigator had found... He'd need to ask him.

Author's Note: That was amusing to write oddly enough, so anyway thanks for reading - if you have time, review, if not see you when I next update! (Is it just me or is formatting a little... weird?) Well later! ^_^