Beyblade Meltdown

by SirenGenesis

The Chosen ones that controlled our worlds, for so long they have been gone. So much pain and sorrow that is tied to the power they provide. When the secrets of the past come out nothing can stop the inevitable fall that is to come. None Yaoi, please R&R

17. Scars Remain

This chapter is slightly based off of Scars Remain by Disciple. (Not totally, but the lyrics kind of go with it, just FYI)

Pre-warning to all: this is a lot of memories from Ray and Kai's mind, NOT their POV's so while this won't move the story line along, it is important, in other words not a filler chapter (Although I feel like I have had those)

Disclaimer: Tell me do I really have to do this, I think by now we can all tell that I don't own Beyblade.

Recap on POV:
Main Story: Ray's, Kai's and Normal
Flashbacks: Third person
Dreams/Memories in dreams: POV of whoever is dreaming.

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I brought my eyes back up and caught sight of Kai's crimson orbs; please don't let him hate me for this. "Kai . . ." I started quietly, taking a long breath. "You were my purpose."

Kai remained silent, shocker. I thought to myself for a few seconds. Okay what was the best way to tell him this? Better question how could I tell him this without him thinking our entire friendship was just one big trick? Let's see 'Hey Kai listen I really hated you for a while and so did my elders, so they told me to make friends with you so that they could kill you. You don't mind though right?' Yeah because that would go over so freaking well! It was simple really, I couldn't tell him. I'll admit it, the first year a lot of what I did and said was an act, but after that, especially after the Russian tournament, I wanted to really get to know him. It was like having to start from scratch though, wait I was starting from scratch, which of course made things so much better. Still I had meant 95% of the things I had said. There had to be some way to make him see that. Then again a lot of what I did the first year was repairing old bridges. Ugh, this is so confusion . . .

I heard a snapping sound from in front of me, and stopped my inward battle long enough to see Kai looking at me like I was insane. Which by now I could be, I was turning bipolar at the very least. "Sorry," I muttered not really knowing what else to say. I thought about it for a few more seconds. Better to start at the beginning and work my way back.

"Kai, let me start at the beginning alright? At least then it will make a little more sense what I'm talking about." I waited for him to shake his head one way or another. "Go," He said, I was shocked. He spoke? It was low, if I didn't have enhanced hearing then I wouldn't have heard it, but I did and I had. "Do you recall what I was telling you back at the village?" He nodded once and I continued. "Well I need to tell you the whole story. I don't know how much truth you know about the war or what it was over, I also don't know how much you know about the chosen, so I'll start with this."

One more breath, I felt like my insides were on fire, and I wondered if Kai had anything to do with it? No probably not. Seeing Kai looking at me like I was crazy again I started the story. "You, Kai, were the reason the war broke out." Yes, for once, the great Kai Hiwatari was surprised. What? Are you telling me if you had just learnt that you had started one of the bloodiest wars in history that you wouldn't be a little shell-shocked? Didn't think so.

"How?" He asked narrowing his eyes at me like I was lying. Which kind of ticked me off, I mean I did a lot of things but flat out lying, about stuff like this, that was so not me. "Simple, you existed and you weren't supposed to. You see a long time ago all the four villages agreed that the chosen were far too dangerous because of the battles that always followed them. So their solution was pretty easy, kill every chosen from that point forward. All four tribes were required to do so, and they did, that is until Voltaire came into the picture. But you see the Phoenix in the end rejected him, so all the tribes let it go. If only they hadn't." I said muttering the last part to myself, no point in bringing up old wounds; Kai had enough bad memories of his grandfather to last a few lifetimes.

"So how do I come in?" Kai asked his gaze not wavering from mine; I hated it when he did that. "Your grandfather didn't hide your abilities and the other tribes found out. You see Voltaire couldn't control the phoenix, you, even before you had Dranzer, could. That made you a threat. The reason it was a fight with only the white tigers and not all the tribes however is that our chosen, who was born two years before you and me, was the first in a long time to be killed." Kai shrugged his shoulders. "They agreed right?"

I nodded my head slightly; this is where the guilt started coming in. "Yeah, but you see, like you, he was the Grandson of our leader, Lee and Mariah's older brother. When our leader heard that Voltaire was training you instead of adhering to the rules, the war began. It was in essence a war over your life. Not totally of course because the two villages had hated each other for a long time anyways, it's more like you were their excuse to fight."

Kai was silent a few moments, letting the information sink in, then something clicked. "But the war didn't start till we were both older. Also you're a chosen to, right?" I looked down at the floor; this is the part I couldn't meet Kai's eyes for. "I wasn't supposed to be; really I'm not supposed to be alive." I knew there was a bitter edge in my voice, but I didn't care, Kai had seen my emotions at every extreme by this point, I didn't think adding bitter to that list would matter. "They don't know how it switched so fast, but the thing is my dad kept it hidden. That's why it was so bad when Voltaire found out; he told everyone the truth about what I was. Of course at that point my elder's goal had changed, so I was spared. What this all gets back to though is, why I was on the Bladebreakers."

He looked at me thoughtfully and I decided the only way I was going to convince him was to start at the beginning. "First though Kai, I wanna tell you everything. I don't know how much of this you remember, because sometimes your memories seem a little sketchy, but my story will make more sense if you know it all." He nodded once giving me the go ahead. "It all started not long after I came to the abbey for the first time; at least I am assuming it was the abbey, since you were there."

I closed my eyes thinking back to that time.

Flashback

A young boy stood silently in an observation room; he was looking out the glass down into the room below. It was a training room, the boy couldn't count how many children there was training in the room below, but honestly he really didn't care. The boy had numbed himself to this place, convincing himself it was a nightmare that he would soon wake from, despite the fact that he would only wake to another nightmare.

"So kitty, what do you think of our facilities?" The boy looked up at the purple haired man, he wasn't worth much though. The boy turned and looked back out the window, he hadn't bothered answering the man, but the man wasn't surprised. The only sound that had escaped the child's lips in a year had been screams.

"Come now, I am going to show you the survival rooms." The boy and the man walked down the hall in total silence, the boy keeping his dull amber eyes on the floor the whole time. Finally they came to a door at the end of the hall. The door was of stainless steel with a hand scanner holding it secure.

"You're in luck kitty, looks like our favorite students just happen to be in the middle of their training session. You'll get to see some of the best." The man placed his hand to the scanner and within moments they were at the observation deck of the room.

The boy looked into the training room, his eyes traveling over the area. The area was five times bigger than the room they had been at and this one didn't have training equipment, no this one was different.

The ground of said room was covered in sand, reminding the child of the beach. A thermostat read that the inside of the room was 104 degrees and climbing. Trenches, burned out cars, abandoned buildings, and a small creek that ran through the middle of the room, where the only things that the boy could see. "Ah, there they are now." He said spotting six figures in the distance.

The boy sharpened his eyes, willing them to make out the figures. The first one he was able to see, was just starting to move from one of the trench, he had flaming red hair that came up in two almost wing-like spikes, he motioned with his hand for the others to follow as he reached and ducked behind a burned out car. The next one out was slightly taller than the first but not by much. He had purple hair, but of a much lighter shade then the man that stood beside the boy, both boys carried high end guns, along with having a weapons belt that appeared full.

The other four figures did not follow the first two however. They seemed to be moving farther along the trench. Another jumped out of the trench, crouching low, he seemed the oldest in the group, his blonde hair spiking up wildly. He kept his gun cocked ready to fire if anything made a move it shouldn't. The one to follow him was smaller by far, possible the youngest in the group. His hair was somewhere between purple and blue, but a hat kept it mostly hidden. The boy held something tight in his hands and looking closer it became apparent that it was a grenade.

The kid threw the grenade at the building they were heading towards, and the whole place crumbled, leaving the two a nice pile of rubble to hide behind.

Finally it came to the last two figures they were moving quicker than the others. Guns in hand, the two jumped out of the trench before running to a metal barrier in-between the two other groups. The older had two-toned blue hair that spiked up, blue war paint was painted in four triangles on the boy's cheeks, a proud air followed the boy as he commanded the others. The younger was similar and dissimilar in many ways. His dark blue hair was the same shade as the back of the elders, but his air was completely different, defiance was still apart but it lacked the confidence of the older.

"Remarkable aren't they? Trained warriors, capable of anything." The man chuckled looking down at the boy. "Of course you can't tell them I complemented them, but then again you won't say anything, will you?" He was mocking the child, but the raven haired boy paid him no mind. For the first time since coming to this dump something had caught his interest. "Kai," He crocked, his voice cracking at use.

The man looked down in slight shock. For a moment he wondered if he had been hearing things. The edge in the boy's amber eyes however told him otherwise. There was a determined light to them that the man had thought was lost forever. The man smiled wickedly, this could be fun.

"You remember Kai, you must miss him." The boy looked up at the man at a loss, of course he missed him! Kai had been his best friend. The boy nodded slowly unsure as to where this was heading. "Well why don't we just wait here for a little while? After his training session, you can talk to him. Sound like a plan, Ray?" Ray nodded. He didn't like where this was heading, but he couldn't pass up a chance to see Kai again. Maybe the two of them could get out together.

Ray looked closer and noticed the younger boy; he finally put the boys face to a memory. 'Kagen,' Ray thought with recognition. 'I guess it'll be three of us busting out.' Ray thought letting the slightest of smiles find its way to his lips for the first time in a year. He watched closer as the six boys moved in sync, a pattern in their movements developing.

For the first time Ray saw what the group was moving at. A large bunker like thing sat in the back of the training room, armed guards stood around a glass podium, no doubt the target.

It wasn't these men that concerned him however; it was the six crouching down in a building that his friends were coming up to. Four of the men where near the door with machine guns and two of them where hiding near the back with rifles. The other boys were too far away to help. It would be a fire fight of two on six. Kai motioned with his head for Kagen to come beside him before he moved to check the building.

At that moments all heck broke loss. Gun shots pulsed through the training room, as Kai dived to the other side of the door to avoid shots. The other two groups had also encountered enemies and so were unable to come to their leader's aid. Ray tensed as he saw a bullet graze Kai's shoulder, Kai ignored it completely though and cocked his gun, aiming back into the house he pulled the trigger, once, twice, three, four times, then all fell silent.

Kagen readied his own gun, stepping inside the building; two more shots rang out as Kagen finished off the last two guards. Ray had become overly tense as he had watched. It was impossible, he was despite for it to be a mistake, but Ray knew it wasn't. His two best friends had just murdered six people and hadn't thought twice about it. Inside Ray knew that it was kill or be killed, but still part of him couldn't believe that they would kill, regardless.

He watched Kai stand and motion with his head to move on. All the others followed his lead. Ray couldn't take it anymore he ran from the glass to a nearby trash can. What little food he had in his stomach began to come up instantly, along with his stomach acid. He chocked as the last of his stomach's contents had been expelled and went into a few dry heaves. The man chuckled slightly seeing the boy's reaction at such a minor thing. How Voltaire ever planned on turning that thing into a weapon he couldn't even began to fathom.

Ray pushed his bangs from his face but remained at the trash can as more shots began to fire. Ray closed his eyes tight knowing that no matter what happened someone was losing their life down there. "What!" The man growled. Ray pulled himself from the trash can, and almost burst out laughing. The six men that had been in the building pulled themselves up, blood running from bullet wounds, but all none lethal shots.

He had known his friends could never take a person's life. He caught sight of the group again; they were standing at the bunker now, the glass podium smashed to pieces. Kai held something in his hands, glaring up at the purple haired man. Ray looked closer at the thing and Kai's hand and noticed it was Dranzer. 'So that's how they got him to do it.' Ray thought, silently cheering for his friend.

The man growled, grinding his teeth. "That little brat, I'll make him pay. . ." His voice trailed off as he seemed to remember Ray, a wicked smile lighting his face as he caught the small smile on Ray's face. 'So the kid has hope. Good. It's no fun breaking a toy that is already broken.' The man placed a hand on Ray's shoulder, affectively pulling the boy from his daze. The smile on his face disappearing as he returned to reality. "Are you ready to see Kai yet?"

Ray couldn't help it, he nodded enthusiastically. 'Maybe this man isn't so bad.' Ray thought as the man motioned for him to exit. As Ray walked out the man pulled out his walkie-talkie. "Corvo, take that Hiwatari brat to the correctional room, and leave the observation room open. – No the older one – that's right." The man put his walkie-talkie back in its place on his belt. The man walked out of the room; grabbing Ray's hand he began to drag him down the hallway.

"Kai?" Ray whispered, still unable to get his voice to work properly. The man however didn't answer him and dragged him forwards. They came to some stairs and continued their descent, soon any light that had been around before, disappeared into the eerie orange glow of torches. Ray shifted slightly, why would he be meeting Kai down here?

The man opened up a door and lead Ray inside. Three of the walls were a molded gray; the final wall however was a clear glass, well clear except for the blood splatters that coated it. The man smiled down at Ray seeing his perplexed look. "Stay here, you'll see Kai shortly." Ray nodded and wondered around the room as the man left him alone.

'I can't wait to see Kai. It's been so long since I've seen him.' There was a lot of noise as Ray let his attention be drawn to the glass wall. Ray watched as a man dragged Kai in. Kai was yelling and cursing things in Russian as the man dragged him in by his hair. Ray eyes widened in surprise as he saw the 'nice' man walk in and tell the first man to leave.

Kai sat where he was thrown, not looking up to meet the man's eyes. "Well, well, here we are again Kai. Why most you be so stubborn." Kai raised an eyebrow as the man began to speak. "Boris, what are you puling?" Kai asked in his mother tongue. Boris walked around the room slowly, Kai in the middle as he circled like a shark. "Pulling? I'm not pulling anything at all, Kai. I simply asked a question." Kai narrowed his eyes into a glare.

Ray walked up to the wall he was about to pound on the wall when the door opened. Ray turned around to see the man who had brought Kai. Ray backed up slowly, he didn't like this. For every step he took back however the man took one forward. Ray soon found his back pressed firmly against the slimy wall. Ray looked hopelessly over towards Kai, only to find him glaring hard at the other man.

'Kai, I need help.' Ray thought desperately as the man grabbed him. Ray tried to escape the man's grasp but found he was unable to pull away. The man took him to the back wall, attaching his wrist to the wall with leather straps. Ray kicked out but remained silent, as his main focus was on Kai. Something was happening in the other room and Ray wanted to know what it was. The man in front of him leaned in after Ray was secure.

"You better what this closely, neko-trash. Because everything that is about to happen to Hiwatari, is all thanks to you, whether he knows it or not." Ray couldn't help cringe, what could they plan on doing to Kai because of him. The man smiled seeing the kid's reaction to the news. "Don't worry, Boris wouldn't kill him, at least not yet."

Ray didn't even notice the man's absence; he was totally focused on Kai and Boris.

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I looked at Kai expectantly. I waited for any sign that Kai remembered the day I was talking about, but his face was blank, and not because of his mask. "You really don't remember this day at all, do you?" Kai locked eyes with me, did he think I was making this up.

"No I don't. I have this huge blank in my memory where that time should be." He said it so blankly and so uncaringly that it sort of unnerved me. "Do you want me to keep going then? I mean this isn't really a memory I would want back if I had a choice." 'I don't though.' I thought bitterly, dang when did I get so bitter.

"I want to know what happened." He said forcefully, before adding as an afterthought "Everything Ray." I wasn't sure this was a good idea anymore, yeah I know bipolar of me, shocker. "Maybe this was a bad idea." I said quietly, turning away from Kai. "My memories are so scatted. I'm not sure I know who I am anymore." I looked back at Kai. It was so unlike him to say things like that. He wasn't looking at me however.

"Sometimes I wonder what of my memories I can really trust. On the one hand, I can remember living with my mom and dad and Kagen in the old mason outside Moscow. On the other hand though, I can recall living in the abbey my whole life. I don't know which memories are real and which ones are fake. Ray you may be my last chance at finding out the truth about my past. You might not know everything but if you can tell me what you do know, maybe I can piece together the rest in my head."

He said the whole speak with a dull voice, as if he didn't care one way or another, his words however betrayed his feelings. I couldn't imagine not knowing about my own past. I couldn't believe that once upon a time that had been what I had wanted. I had been willing to sell my life to a monster to get that bliss, which to Kai, was an absolute curse.

I smiled nodding my head. I would tell him what I could, help him piece together what I could and then maybe in return he could help me piece together my own life.

"Kai, if you're sure you want to know. I'll tell you. . ."

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Ray looked through the glass. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Kai couldn't see him, which meant it was a two-way mirror and Ray was on the seeing side. Boris walked up to Kai, a smile plastered on his face. He grabbed Kai's jaw in a tight grip. "You brought this on yourself; you most know that by now." Kai glared daggers at the man, before spitting in his face.

Boris growled before punching Kai hard in the gut. Kai grunted slightly but other than that made no sound. "Why must you be so stubborn in learning these lessons?" Kai glared up at the man, his defiance clear. "Because I'm not a monster like you!" He spat, receiving another hard knock in the gut. "Please you act so high and mighty but you are no different than every other child here. When it comes down to it you'll kill to save your own life." "He wouldn't" Kai muttered, but Boris caught the boys words.

This time however he didn't punch him, instead he backhanded him hard across the cheek. Grabbing a fist full of slat hair, Boris pulled back Kai's head until it was at a painful angle. Kai was forced to look the man dead in the eyes. "Friends and family make you weak! The sooner you learn that the better off you will be. Family is only imaginary and Friends are just another name for traitors." Kai glared back at Boris, his crimson eyes getting unnatural dark.

"My family wasn't made up and my friends are a thousand times better then you!" Kai said hatred seeping into each word. Boris had had enough of the boy's insolence, if he thought so highly of those worthless people; he would just have to pay for them. Boris threw Kai at a wall, his head cracking against it full force. It was then that Ray noticed that Kai was already injured. Not just the graze on his arm from the bullet, but also lacerations and bruises that seemed to cover every inch of his body. "Who are your friends Kai? Bryan? Spencer? Ian?" He trailed off, kicking the crimson eyed boy hard in the chest.

The sound of cracking ribs sounded through the walls. "No, they aren't important enough, no matter what you say." He said grabbing the slats jaw again. "I know, that fucked up one. . . Tala." Boris smirked as he saw the anger flood into the crimson depths. 'So protective and so easy to read.' Boris smiled smugly, as Kai thrashed in his grasp. "To imagine that a person of your stature would befriend someone like that." Boris said spitting the word friend out as if it was poison.

Boris brought his fist back again. Hitting the side of Kai's head and slamming it against the wall. Kai struggled with the wire bonds that cut into his wrist. When he got free Boris was going to pay for saying bad things about Tala. "But what is worse is that he isn't even the lowest of your friends." Boris laughed, allowing his eyes to trail up to the wall behind Kai. He knew what was on the other side, and he wanted to make sure this hurt both of them.

Boris looked down at Kai as the crimson eyed boy leaned against the wall hard enough to get to his feet. "Shut up." Kai said evenly. Ray knew his friend however. He knew that when Kai sounded the calmest that was when he was the angriest. Boris' hand slipped into his pocket as he glared the boy down. "Make me," Boris said just as evenly. Kai ran forward, shoving his shoulder into the man's gut. Boris' breath left him in a huff but the man only smile. Grabbing the boy's arms tightly, he dug his knee into the boys gut, throwing him up against the wall.

Kai tried to get away, saying many cusses in Russian. Boris however silenced him, by snapping his head back into the wall, over and over again until a small line of blood began to trickle down the back of his neck. He dropped Kai who was now barley moving. Smiling he pulled his hand from his pocket, a knife glimmering in the dull light.

"Do you know who is worse than that fuck Tala, Kai?" Kai looked up at the man halfway between a daze and a glare. Boris smiled as he picked the boy up boy his hair, his feet dangling a few feet off the ground. "That worthless trash that your family let invade your home, the one that your mother held so dear. Truth be told it's not even worthy of a name. Neko-trash, that's all it is, a rejection of nature that not even its own family wants."

Despite his state, Boris' words struck a chord. An overprotective mentality that he had over his best friend. "Ray! His name is Ray, not trash and not it." Kai said his voice dangerously low. Boris saw that he had hit the right note. Now the real fun began. Boris switched the knife into his good hand, as he bent down in front of Kai. "I think shit is a better name for him." Boris laughed slightly. "Shit and fuck, your two best friends." Boris whispered, and that was it. Something inside Kai snapped at Boris' last words. His eyes became in raged as he tried to lash out at the man.

Kai called all his strength forward focusing it on the bonds. He felt a warm rush of power flood through him and he focused the energy on the bonds that held him. Soon enough he heard the quiet pop as the wire snapped and like that Kai was on the attack. Throwing a punch at Boris, the man simply dodged him. Knowing that Kai, while now free, was practically blinded by rage, all he had to do was wait.

Kai heard the blood pounding in his ears, dulling his senses. He swings blindly at Boris. When a sharp pain floods up his arm however he is pulled from his rage. Boris had grabbed his fist as he had swung. Putting pressure on while pushing it back towards Kai, a faint pop was heard as all eight bones slowly snapped inside Kai's wrist.

Ray felt tears prick behind his eyes, this was happening because of him. It was his fault that his best friend was suffering this way. Ray shook slightly as Boris took another swing at Kai's head, before the blade was flashed again. "I am going to teach you what having friends, gets you." He said pinning Kai to the wall, his arm across Kai's throat.

Boris placed the knife on Kai's cheek bone, pressing down just enough to leave a line of red. He ran the knife along Kai's cheek bone. Kai began to flush, the mixture of pain and lack of oxygen beginning to mess with his head. Boris brought the knife down farther, tracing his chin.

Finally Boris pulled the knife away and put the blade over one of his blue triangles, tracing the dark blue triangle and turning it a deep red. Kai stayed quiet, trying to place himself out of the current situation. Boris then moved the knife down farther but stopped. He carried Kai over to the other end of the room. Ray strained to see what was going on but when Boris moved to allow him to see, he wished he hadn't.

He saw Kai, his arms pulled above him attached to the chains on the wall, his shirt pulled off. Boris looked back at the wall, smiling wickedly for effect. He took the blade, and placed it to Kai's shoulder. When Kai made no effort to pull away, Boris stabbed the blade in. not to deep, but deep enough that it still made the crimson eyed teen cry out. "Oh, did I hurt you? Sorry, it's just you have such poor choice in friends, I thought I'd give you a way to recall all your bad choices."

Ray struggled against his restraints once again, he couldn't let this happen. He couldn't let Kai get hurt anymore. Boris however continued. The knife trailing down his back leaving a bloody spiral in its wake. Soon the blade had carved out a design, a bloody spiral that evened out and went across the entire length of his back. He brought the blade to the center of Kai's back and thought about what he wanted to do.

With a smile he began to carve out Kai's back. At first it wasn't painful, well not extremely painful at least but that soon changed. As he finished of the first carving he followed it with three more, leaving the smallest bridges of flesh to keep his art in place. Wiping at Kai's back he reviled his first work, the word Volk carved out in crude Russian. Ray had learned enough Russian from Kai to know that Volk, meant wolf.

Boris placed the knife back down on a slightly higher place on Kai's back. This time it would hurt, Boris dug the knife in deeper this time, earning him the first true scream he had heard so far. "Did that hurt?" When he heard the whimper escape Kai's throat he knew it had. "Good, that is what friends earn you. What that thing has earned you." He said the last words with venom.

As he started carving out the letters on Kai's back doing the same as he had before, this time however it was deeper, carving out the four letters to make his next master piece. By the time Boris had stepped back Ray didn't need to look to see what the new word was, Tigr. Ray felt the tears stream down his cheeks as he looked at his best friends back. How could anyone be that twisted? How anyone could taint that word that Kai had used for him, Ray didn't want to know.

Ray watched as Boris let Kai fall to the floor, landing square on his back. Boris stood over Kai looking down into the crimson orbs that still burned with a passionate hatred. "Remember those two Kai; they are the ones that really did this to you." Kai however let a smirk show on his face. "You just screwed yourself Boris," Kai croaked, "Now I'll always have Tala and Ray with me." He said his eyes locking in a glaring match with Boris. "If you couldn't deal with me before, now you're really screwed."

Boris let his anger finally control him. Grabbing Kai's head he glared down at the boy below him. "You're going to die Hiwatari." He hissed finally having enough. With enough force to shatter Kai's skull he brings the boys head down on the floor.

*End Flashback*

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Kai's POV

As Ray finished his memory, any doubt I had had about him not telling me the truth melted away. My hand went to my back. I took a shaky breath feeling the scars through my shirt. So that's what they meant. Ray wasn't looking me in the eyes anymore and I couldn't blame him.

He had seen a beating that had left a pattern of scars on my back and no doubt he still probably felt somehow responsible. "I'm sorry Kai." He said in a whisper. It was sad that this memory was more painful for him then it was for me. I admit as he spoke I could see parts of what had happened but never enough. It had always felt like I was watching scenes from someone else's life, not memories of my own.

It had happened though, the scars would attest to that. "When Boris hit your head against the stone floor that last time, it's possible that could be what took away your memory." I heard Ray say quietly, before he quickly continued his thought. "It was either that or something that happened not to long after that."

I raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Why?" I asked after he was silent for a few moments. "Kai, I hated you." He said, hating himself for saying it. "Because the next time I saw you after that, after you were healed up. You had no idea who I was. Tala and the others thought it was my fault that you couldn't remember them, and now that I am thinking about it. I think it was, maybe if we hadn't ever been friends, if I hadn't spoken when I saw you, maybe you would have never lost your memories."

"Ray shut up." I said coldly, I hated him trying to blame himself for everything, even though everything wasn't always his fault. "You said you were tired of taking the blame for things that were just not your fault. So take your own advice and stop blaming yourself. What happened, happened, besides the way you made it sound. I wouldn't have done or said anything differently then before, even knowing the outcome." He smiled, it was a weak one, but it was better then what he had been doing only a moment before.

I settled in better and Ray gave me a look. "Kai? What are you doing?" I shrugged my shoulders at him. "You said you wanted to start at the beginning. Figured we might be here a while." Ray smiled at me before settling himself in. "Yeah, your right."

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Phew, okay so that chapter ended up waaaaay longer then I had meant it to, but at least I think it I got most of what I wanted in. (not really but if I had it would be the length of at least THREE chapters, note I wanted to include Brookies story and another lovely flashback at the abbey but . . .)

I am sorry for the lame torture scene. Torture really hasn't ever been my strong suit but it fit, so I hope it wasn't to insanely bad.

Anything else I need to say? Oh yes I am planning to go back and fix the insanely bad grammar from the first chapters, but it might take a while. (Please put up with my slowness, thanks)

Reviews:

Chaseha-Wing: No it's not? No my story isn't similar, or isn't good? (I am confused) *smiles* At least you aren't alone in your confusion. I hoped the family tree thingy I sent you helped some, it not I can put one up here that is neater and pretty, (it's the one I have used, hehe) I know some facts are slightly confusing. How was Drigger saved if Dranzer was captured? Um, is there any way you can rephrase that, I don't really get what you are asking. But I wish you luck in your attempt to understand my logic, (I still don't sometime)

Suzanne: Don't take this the wrong way but you have the oddest sense of humor (I love it!) Kai and Ray being family is something I have been thinking about for a loooong time. When I figured out how to do it realistically I was happy! Glad you like.

Mimi 007: I'll answer you last . . . . It's long, again.

PWN3D: So good enough pain for you? I understand vacation (Went on one myself recently) So it is fine with me. Now if you could explain what you mean by his dream should be marked out? Do you mean that I should delete it? . . . I am getting easily confused right now, sorry. But I am glad it was easy to read. Thanks for all your reviewing.

My Own Demise: I can't believe you got it right either. I mean for real you are the only person to see that coming. Keep feeling bad for Ray, I won't say why but do. I'll explain (or he will) What I/he means by it was all planned. Oh, and I know I bit sometimes.

Mimi 007: I swear you are going to give me such a big head, thank you so much. I was hoping that no one would guess at them being related, (even though I hinted at it a lot) Anyways yes Ray recalling his father's death was sad and I am glad they will be able to have a reunion. (Although you are right his dad is coaching the opposing team) . . . . Scary having one of them stolen to your stories? That could be fun though? Anyways moving on. Wow everyone is noticing that. YES Ray did take Dranzer, this will be explained I promise. Ohh, those are pretty words, but you'll get use to my cliff hangers at some point. And don't worry I am getting more to the explanations on Ray's "You were my purpose" speech. I hoped you like the first half of the Kai chapter, there will be more. Brooklyn's story is also coming up soon. Oh, and I did understand what you were saying. Thanks for the warning, I am pretty sure I corrected it in this chapter. And finally our evil laugh talk: Don't even try not to go girly when talking about Tala, it's a impossibility, so might as well embrace it. You are right however if the boy is going to do an evil laugh, he at least needs to learn to do it right (otherwise you are right, it kills the image). I mean at least when Kai does his evil laugh, he SOUNDS evil.