Why.....hello!

Yes....this is another beyblade fic......sorry I was watching this show.....Teen Titans I think? Anyway.....they had this episode, and I really liked it....which is saying a lot because I don't like that show anyway.

So I kind of wrote a story like that episode, but with Kai.....and friends.

I don't think it's going to be a long story.....I bet most of you rejoice at that

lol

So yeah.
I know I already have a bunch of others stories to finish....and this one will add to all the work I have to do, but I'm willing to do it if people want me to.

Here's the story.

Enjoy if you can!

-------------

          Cries of pain echoed throughout the dingy warehouse.

Lightning and thunder erupted from the stormy skies, illuminating the inside of the abandoned building.

It's roof had long since been destroyed, and rain poured down on two bodies below, both involved in serious combat.

A boot connected with a chest, sending the owner flying across the room and landing against a mountain of shipping crates.

The rotten wood moaned at the suddenly impact, threatening to shatter and send the entire mountain on top of the two combatants.

A young male, with slate colored hair and fiery red eyes got to his knees, swaying slightly as he wiped the trail of blood from his mouth.

His face and body were already covered in bruises and cuts. His clothing had been soaked through, and stuck to every angle of his body. Two lumps could be seen under his torn shirt, indicating the broken ribs he had just received.

"Will you surrender now Kai? Your body is spent! How long do you plan to keep this up?!" An ominous voice bellowed through the crackle of lighting.

The boy's eyes slowly made their way up to his opponents face, anger burning brightly in the crimson irises.

"I'll keep fighting you.......until my body turns to dust.......and then.....we'll face each other in hell!"

The older man growled, snarling his nose at the teen. "So be it!"

With that, he grabbed hold of Kai's throat and squeezed, cutting off the teen's supply of air.

"Give it up Boris..." He choked. "You'll never defeat me.....even in death!"

Suddenly, with the last remaining strength the teen could muster, he brought his knee up against Boris's chin, causing him to release the teen and fall back a few steps.

The older man spit blood onto the dirty floor and immediately looked around his surroundings for his opponent, who had suddenly disappeared.

"Don't delay the inevitable young Kai....why are you so insistent to live?"

Something sounded behind Boris, causing him to pivot swiftly to his left.

"You can't hide from me forever!" He shouted, clenching his hands into fists.

"I don't plan to!" Kai's sudden voice startled the evil Russian, and he quickly turned back around just in time to see the blue haired teen dive for him, and land a solid punch in his face.

Boris recoiled in pain, blood pouring from in between his gloved fingers as he held his nose.

"Curse you...." He mumbled.

Kai fell to his knee, his energy nearly depleted.

"I.....have.....to keep going!" He told himself, trying to get up.

"Don't bother!"

Boris landed a kick on the side of Kai's head, sending him back into the rotten crates.

This time though, Kai was sent through the wood, and the mountain began to tumble.

Boris cursed as he watched the crates fall toward him.

There was no time to move, and the older Russian was buried underneath.

          "I wonder what's taking Kai so long?" Tyson asked himself, looking out toward the street from the porch.

"You don't think he got caught in the storm.....do you?" Hilary asked, concern in her voice.

"It's likely....that storm came up pretty fast!" Rei replied as a crackle of thunder echoed through the skies.

"I wouldn't worry too much about Kai....." Max started.

"If he did get stuck somewhere, I'm sure he would call us!" Kenny finished.

"Kai? Call us?" Tyson gave a short laugh. "That guy wouldn't call us unless he was dying in some abandoned place, buried under a mountain of wood!"

Suddenly, the phone rang, starling everyone.

"I've got it!" Kenny exclaimed, picking up the receiver. "Hello, Granger Dojo! This is Kenny......"

"Ken....ny?

The young boy paled at the sound of the voice.

"Who is it Chief?" Tyson asked, seeing the youngest teen's state of shock.

He handed over the phone with trembling hands, and backed off.

Tyson blinked at the boy, and raised the phone to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Ty.....son......I....I.....help....." The voice gasped.

"Kai?!"

The mention of the name caused everyone to rush over to the phone.

"Kai?! Is that you?! Answer me Kai!" Tyson shouted into the receiver

"........ware.....house......down......" Suddenly, Kai's voice fell silent.

"Kai? Kai!?"

No one replied.

"Darn it!" The navy haired teen slammed the phone back on it's hook.

"Wa...wa....was that.....K...K...Kai?" Kenny stammered.

Tyson nodded solemnly. "He needs help! Come on! Let's go!"

With that, Tyson ran out of the dojo, the rest of the team following close behind.
-----------
Please review and tell me if I should continue!