Okay so this chapter is dedicated to the people in geek squad, why because they are amazing and saved this chapter from the abyss of destruction. I wrote this chapter in a moment of inspiration and I am so glad it is safe. Anyways I hope you all enjoy.

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My muscles tensed up as I moved for the first time in apparently a long time. I let a moan escape my throat, my eyes opening just enough to allow me to see the figure sitting on the bed across from me. "So guess were not dead." It seemed safe to assume seeing as how much hurt I was in. Kai just shrugged his shoulders. "Depends on who you are asking, to the world yes we are. To us no we aren't."

I pulled myself up into a sitting position, my head spinning; man did I have a headache. I placed my hand to my head, and then it hit me. What had happened? We were in a hotel somewhere but the last thing I remembered, what did I remember? "What Happened?" I started curiosity getting the better of me. "I can't remember anything after finding the bomb." Kai flipped away from me, okay not a good sign. "Thank God for that." I heard him mumble, that is definitely not good.

"What was that Kai?" He flipped back over to face me. "Ray just get some rest and I'll explain everything when you are rested alright?" I wanted to question him some more, but something in his eyes told me I wasn't going to get anything out of him, not yet anyways. Not really wanting to I laid back down, my body relaxing as soon as I hit the bed however, I was unable to keep my eyes open.

(This dream is going to be weird so please just put up with me Regular writing is Ray's POV and Italic is the little Ray he is seeing)

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Everything was quite as I stood on the cliffs edge. "Where am I?" No sooner had I said this did I see three figures running up the hill, one of which was me.

I ran up the hill only a few feet behind me Mariah and Lee sprint at full speed. Daybreak had yet to come so the three of us had left the others to sleep until morning broke, practice didn't concern them as it did us. Beybladeing was our life, so as I looked down at my handcrafted blade I couldn't help but smile at my own achievement.

I smiled as I watched the past, my friends and me where having fun something that felt so distant after the last few days.

"RAY! Slow down for us will you!" Mariah calls. I slowed slightly turning to relies I had pulled away a good distance. "Sorry," I say automatically. "Guess I'm just a little wound up that's all." Lee nods slightly.

"Yeah I know what you mean. It feels like we have been cooped up forever." I look over at my two closest friends and smiles. We were three kids who loved to beyblade, so why did it feel like we had been through a lifetime of pain. That was an easy question to answer though, the war.

"Stupid war . . ." I say barley above a whisper, my friends enhanced hearing however picks it up.

I leaned against a tree that was just off the path, watching the younger me. Stupid war was an understatement if only I had known then what I did now; maybe I could have stopped it from happening.

"I'm sorry Ray." Lee says softly. I look over at my best friend practically my brother and fake a smile.

"I'm sorry guys I know I've been a major downer lately." Mariah grabs me into a hug. "Of course you've been down anyone would after . . ." She allows her words to trail off. I shook my head.

"It's cool Mariah." I say lightly trying to cover up what I was feeling in my heart.

Had I even been truthful to them? The more I thought back the more I realized after my mother's death I had kept them an arm's length away.

"Ray," Lee whispers seeing easily through my mask. "If you don't want to do this today you . . ." Lee however never got the chance to finish his thought, as a blood chilling scream breaks through the silent woods. I push myself away from Mariah as fear makes itself present in my gut.

Then I remembered this day. With sickening realization I got it, it was that cursed day in which my life had hit its lowest point. Maybe though this time I could stop it. I took a step from the shadows my heart racing in over time.

"That came from the village."I heard Lee say, even though I could hear the hesitation in his words. It was a sick realization that none of us wanted to register.

"But," Mariah started. "The war, it's over, isn't it?" I nod slowly. "Yeah, that's right." All three of us run as fast as our legs would allow. I was faster than the others, that fact on top of me willing my legs to carry me faster than ever before meant that I soon left my friends in the dust.

Damn why did I have to be so fast when I was little. I started running along the same path being sure to stay just off it to keep myself secret till I would have to intervene.

I smelt it before I could see it. Smoke and blood lay heavy on the crisp mountain air. Fear froze me in my tracks, knowing what would great me as soon as I broke over the last hill's crest. Fear for my home, fear for my friends that still sleep in their houses, fear for the people of my village.

I took off towards the hill before Lee and Mariah could catch up. As soon as I broke the hills crest, my worst fears came true. The huts that had once been my village burned with crimson flames, as soldiers bearing the crest of the Phoenix marched down their once proud streets. The soldier's weapons glistening with blood in the blaze of the fire. Three soldiers knocked in one of the doors to a hut I knew belonged to a young couple and their son who was a year younger then me. I hear an echo of gasps and know Lee and Mariah had just seen what I had been frozen into witnessing.

I got to the crest of the hill and even though I knew what I would find I still felt sick all over again, then I remembered what the younger me was planning, shit I had to stop him.

I couldn't stand it any longer; puke rising up into my throat, I race down the hill. Mariah and Lee still frozen where the stand, looking down at the horror movie playing out below them.

"Stop please he's a child!" It was the woman that lived in the house that had been invaded earlier. I made the mistake of allowing myself to look up, just as the soldiers dragged the boy out. One soldier drew his sword and sent his blade through the boy's shin bone with a sickening crack and began to slowly pull it up. The boy's screams cut into the night as the blade got closer to his vitals. Blood and bone flowing from the wound as the blade made a path through his leg. His mother screaming, pleading to the soldiers to spare her son suffering. The soldier drags the blade out mere inches from the boy's thigh, as a sick satisfied laugh cracks from the soldiers throat.

I froze right behind the younger me, my hand outstretched as I prepared to stop him from making the biggest mistake he would ever make.

I choke down a sob as I hear the boy's pitiful cries, begging his mother for help, but here was no help, for any of us. Unable to bear the sight of the boy's slow death I turned my view to the house beyond. Not surprised to see the father lying on his side. His stomach carved out, the man's ribs visible underneath the guts that poured out of the man's chest, his face frozen in a cry of agony. My stomach twisted around as I thought I could feel a blade ripping into my own flesh as I gazed at the horrific sight.

I watched the sight before me with the same horror I had the first time it had ever happened. The poor kid, he hadn't deserved to die like that, none of his family had.

Fear pumped through me but not for my life. As I allowed myself one last gaze at the slowly dying boy an image floated into my sub-conscience, Kevin.

Him and Gary still slumbered somewhere in the gore that was once our home. I steeled myself, focusing in on what I knew I had to do. Gripping my blade tighter then I had ever held it I ran forward.

I tried to grab the younger me as he ran forward but missed my shot. I had been to focused on the death of the other boy to notice that he, I had already readied myself to run. I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled as loud as I could. "Stop trying to be a hero! It won't work!" When he kept going I raced after him.

I ran past the dying boy and his massacred family, his screams barley registering in my mind. I leapt over bodies strewn out over the streets, blood seeping through my shoes as I ran.

I was almost to my destination when I felt my head being whipped back. Something had grabbed my hair as I ran past and jerked me back, landing me squarely on my back. My breath gone all I could do is lie there and stare up at the blackened sky.

I saw the man pull the younger me to the ground, I was too late. No I was not going to let this happen, I kept running I had to get to them.

A laugh cut through the screams, a laugh I had heard before. The same laugh I had heard as the home around me had burned itself to the ground. A shadow spreads over me and I look up to see who had pulled me down.

A dark silhouette outlined by the fires blaze. "I told you this would happen." The figure whispered, leaning forward. The figure was mere inches from my face before I realized who it was. As dark crimson eyes glared into my fear filled amber ones, I knew.

"You didn't listen so I'll have to do what I said. You will know pain beyond your wildest imagination." I opened my mouth to scream, to cry, to do anything that may have gotten the attain of our soldiers, who had finally assembled themselves and now where driving off the enemy. He caught sight of my eyes and knew my intentions. In one swift motion his hand came down,

I saw the blow that had ended my life as I had known it coming down; I couldn't let it happen not again. I dug my heels in. taking a deep breath. "N-"

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"NO!" I screamed sitting up fast, my breath coming out in short erratic gasp. My hands wrapped around the sheets in a death grip. It took me only a moment to orientate myself to the small room that belonged to me and Kai. I looked down and saw my sheets had a slight red tinge to them; my nails had dug into my palms during the night.

Placing a hand to my still spinning head, I tried to calm my unstable nerves. I pulled my gaze down and my stomach twisted into a knot once more. As I see a set of crimson eyes staring back at me, their owner sitting upright in his bed, not even a hint of sleep in his eyes, which meant he had been awake for a while, well crap. "Kai." I said silently.

A/N

Okay hope this wasn't too confusing, I really had some fun trying to right this.

Suzanne: I am afraid you'll have to wait just a little longer for Kai to explain. I am glad you are enjoying the story.

Ancient Midnight: Yep updating fast is something I try my best to do. This one took me a little longer but still. Thanks for reviewing.

Chaseha-Wing: I would not want to run into you when you are ticked off, ha-ha. Yes Voltaire is the devil, and he deserves to die but he is the devil and that might make him harder to kill.

Thanks for reading everyone!

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