Tempest here! This chapter is the one where everything comes into the light so get a box of tissues ready. Also, there won't be any new chapters until the 27th of July because of a whole week of exams and study leave but hopefully this will satisfy you. Finally, I have two more stories in the works, each different shows but same style of story so tell me if you want them one at a time or released side-by-side.

Enjoy!

I sat on the beach, staring. Staring at the nothingness that was the night. The stars had been put out and the moon only gave a dull grey glow. Such was my life. Funny, how I could find the beauty in the most simplistic of things. But, again, such was my life. The tears had stopped, covering a pathetic empty shell. I could not move, talk or even think. I just stared into the night sky. I heard soft footsteps, muffled by the sand. Only one person I knew could do that so calmly. Koutei. So he did care. He had come all the way down the hill to see me. Or was it my imagination? Then again, such things had fled me long ago. All thanks to that man. Jenji Taylor. Cardfighter extraordinaire, entrepreneur and overall jackass. Put gently. He claimed to care, to love but yet here I am, sniffling, because the man who took everything away from me was there. And what did I do? I made a fool of myself. Was I ready to take the life of the man who took mine? No. That I know. But harm? Maybe? But the moment had past. All that was left was the memory. And the fear. Always the fear of living another day. Koutei nor I dared speak. We just left each other alone in the reaches of our minds. Ah, the deafening silence had such a calm atmosphere. But it was lonesome and I had been living in the shadow of loneliness for too long.

"Are you alright?" Koutei's voice rang out. I chuckled gently.

"After all of that which happened just know "Are you alright" is the best you can say?" I questioned. He chuckled as well.

"Everyone's in shock at the moment."

"They would be after me pointing a knife at a seemingly harmless stranger."

"You make it sound like he isn't."

"He's the biggest piece of scum I ever met." I was the most truthful statement I had ever spoken in my life.

"Yet you stay so calm."

"All turmoil left me long ago. All that's left is an empty shell."

"That's not true in the slightest is it Blake."

I turned in surprise. Was I wrong? But how could he know about it.

"You are full of life yet you lock it away. I've seen you want to have fun but it's you who misses out because your scared. Or am I wrong?"

He was right. I was scared but he was still in the dark about why. He had suspicions but I still couldn't decide whether or not to keep the as suspicions. I wanted to trust him but...but...

"Your scared to talk because of him."

My heart froze. It was precisely what it was.

"Your scared of what will happen if you trust someone or not and your worried if you do, you'll just be let down again. You don't want to leave your friends but you keep them at a safe distance in fear of them getting in the way of whatever it is that your scared of. A fitting emperor always put selfless acts towards his subjects and strides on no matter what setbacks may occur." He spoke, each word strumming sense back into my mind. I felt as if I woke up from a long sleep. I looked around, the stars gleaming a pale white and the moon illuminating the sand. The figure next to me wore a red coat over a grey t-shirt. The emperor sat next to me and possibly saved me. I was back to my own self. Or at least I felt that way. The smile on his face brought back the memories of that night...

The pain intensifying as I walked down the black street, only one house had the lights on. I kept walking. The door opened and someone stepped out. The night shrouded his face but I kept walking. I didn't turn around. I felt dizzy. I stopped and felt myself fall. The nothingness took me. Sweet, sweet silence filled me. My night had been filled with screams of agony. My screams of agony. All I wanted to do was sleep. But I felt myself being dragged upwards and then...

Light...

I was in a house unbeknownst to me. The walls were white and the furniture to. The floor a light brown. My head thudded and as I looked around, I saw someone looking at me from across the room, smiling. My heart filled with glass. Was it him? Then I noticed the smile was warm, not cold and malicious. He stepped forward, revealing short, fair hair and a pair of steel grey eyes. But they were filled with kindness...

I blinked and found myself crying hard. My whimpers were muffled. Koutei just sat there, ever still, embracing what was someone who had been lonely far too long. As I began to fade out again, I truly felt happy.

"Koutei..."

"Yeah?"

"Call that bastard. Tell him to come over."

"What!? Why!?"

"Please...and tell Anya and Yuri to finish the plan."

And I blacked out.

When I awoke, I was back in the house. I breathed, thinking it was only a dream. I looked too the side and saw Anya but her face turned. I had scared her and betrayed her trust. I didn't blame her for being upset. As I was about to say something, I heard shouting. Two voices. I stopped breathing when I realise who it was. I was through with being scared and lonely. I was going to make sure that man never hurt me again. I got up and strode across the room with a fierce determination. I opened the door, the voices becoming clearer. As I walked into the dining room, everything went quiet. In front of me stood Cheshire, the man who abused me and who would pay dearly for it.

"Cheshire" I spoke, my voice filled with venom "how lovely to see you again. We must catch up how have you been?"

He blinked, not recognizing the newly found sarcasm, "Fine, and you?"

"Oh you know, the same old same old, doing deliveries, making friends and trying to get over the fact that you caused me so much physical pain." I felt good saying this.

Kai, whose stoic face had a twinge of anger hidden in it said " why don't we leave these two alone to sort things out..."

"Kai!" Koutei yelled, causing everyone to wince,

As they walked out, I felt my resolve waver. Could I do this? Face the man that caused me to carry this burden? I would.

I turned, making sure that Cheshire could see the convictions in my eyes. He looked at me with that malicious smile.

"Your bold I'll give you that Blake. But..." He rushed forward, grasping my neck and pinning to the wall. "You seem to forget that I will never give up."

His grasp was causing me pain, flashes of my past rushing past but I would not give in. Not now. Just a little longer.

"You gave me a scare when you escaped little birdie but world is a big place for something so vulnerable."

"So your mind has kept up with your delusions for two years. I'm impressed Cheshire."

He sneered, reaching down to a long bag he had at his feet. He pulled out the item and I knew that he was a step ahead.

"You remember this baseball bat don't you."

I glanced to my right knowing that the plan was working but not finished.

"I'm afraid not, refresh my memory."

"Fine. Remember how after everyday, you would walk straight to me like a good little birdie? How you would mess up? How I disciplined you for breaking the rules? Notice those bloodstains? That's your blood. Remember how that pretty little knee of yours would pay the price and how every little cut on the little birdies back would be washed with salt water? Excruciating. All in all, you was nothing more than an outlet from my anger and after tonight, you will be again." He raised the baseball bat but swung it down suddenly, impact was imminent. I screamed as sound of bone shattering crashed throughout the house. The pain was unbearable. My vision blurred but the last sound I heard was fists connecting and constant questions aimed at me.

"Please say your alright Blake? Please!"

I awoke again to red and blue light. I saw the limp body of Jenji being dragged away, occasionally twitching. I saw people outside crowding around Yuri. Then I noticed the two figures b the door. One was a policeman tending to the other mans cuts. The said man was Koutei. The plane had worked. To have Jenji to admit to having abused me then have the cops drag him away to rot in what ever cell he's put into. But the bat was unforeseen. I then noticed the cast my leg was in.

"Koutei..." My voice was nothing more than a croak

He looked in my direction then his eyes became frantic as did the police man. His face was clearer. Miwa's dad. Fortune did favour the bold.

"Blake are you okay?!"

"Again with that question Koutei, get a new catchphrase." My personality had finally returned to me.

"I will but for know how are you."

"A little woozy but fine. Even my knee's okay." Miwa's dad began to speak.

"Good, there was no serious damage but you need to wear that cast for at least a fortnight. Jenji Taylor will be prosecuted for assault, resisting arrest and physical abuse. You'll never see him again."

"Oh, thank God..." I spoke, my eyes beginning to tear.

"However, there is a problem."

My heart sank. "Which is?"

He took a deep breath and said:

"As your guardian has been arrested, you will be transferred to an orphanage away from here. I'm sorry."

As I saw my life repeat itself Koutei spoke up.

"Um, officer could I speak to you for a second."

"Sure."

The time went fast as my shell started to close up. My life was going in a continuous cycle and there was no stopping it. But then the two men walked back in, both smiling.

"Mr. Blake Truman, it has now been confirmed that you are in fact not going to an orphanage."

"What the hell do you mean?"

Koutei stepped forward, revealing a piece of paper. The words on the paper saved my life.

"I says that you are now in the custody of-" Koutei then saved my life once again.

"Me."

Well. I have no words. My best chapter by far and it won't stop there. I will be starting a second Fanfic on the same day as the next update called "Fallen metal wings." Leave a review and suggestions for the next update. I do not own anything other that my OC's and plot. Tempest, signing off.