A/N: Hey everyone! How have you been? Good I hope. Thanks to all those who reviewed, it really makes my day to read them. Well, this is it! After about a year and a half, it's done.

The final playlist addition is: Without You by Breaking Benjamin

Say something new
I have nothing left
I can't face the dark without you
There's nothing left to lose
The fighting never ends
I can't face the dark without you

I'm with you, forever.

The end.

Give it a listen.

Kai frowned as he downed his drink and tossed aside the cup as he sat out on his new deck. He couldn't deny that he was quite pleased with the liberties Dema had taken with the design of the house.

Tyson's grandfather had returned the day before, quite happy to find his own home in one piece with his grandson tucked safely away inside. Ray and Max had followed after their friend leaving Kai alone with his fellow Russians. But even the Demolition Boys had had plans of leaving after Tala and Bryan had been seen to.

Of course they'd asked-told-him to come along but with the upcoming tournament he'd opted to stay behind and train with his team. He'd also had enough of plane trips and Russia for some time. He'd probably head over in the spring for the Russian blading season's start. But either way, for now he was left alone in his house.

His very big house; far too large in fact for just one person.

Even when the others stayed over it was still overly large.

He sighed as he glanced up at the structure, eyes wandering along the brick work until they settled on what used to be his parent's window. Maybe it was time to let it go. To move on as they said. He'd been told countless times that it was unhealthy for him to remain in the house that held so many memories that were better left forgotten. They were far too painful for him to continue to swim through, drown in, every time he came home.

He sighed as he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a long memorized number. "Lev it's me."

The familiar voice greeted him on the other end of the line.

"Could you send someone by tomorrow? I'm…wondering about selling prices."

Ten Years Ago...

Kai stared down into the dish in which Dranzer spun madly in the centre. His launch had almost been perfect. Almost being the key word.

He barely flinched as Boris brought the whip down across his back, the crack of the leather ringing through the air. He had long gone numb to the burning pain, but that didn't mean he couldn't feel the blood running down the back of his legs in small rivers.

"You call that a launch? Again," Boris shouted from behind him.

His limbs ached and he was feeling rather light headed but despite that he recalled Dranzer and launched her into the dish once more.

"You're hopeless; I should just give up and kill you now."

'Why don't you,' Kai vaguely wondered to himself as he watched his beyblade spin. He longed for death, to finally be able to rest and be out of the cruel grips of Boris and his grandfather. Death was probably his only way out; he'd accepted that fact months ago.

He would come close time and time again, only to be suddenly pulled back, this life unwilling to let him go. Fate was cruel like that.

His cheek stung as Boris slapped his across the face, knocking his head to the side as he continued to spit out insults. Kai stared up at the purple haired man with dead crimson eyes.

"You had better do better young Kai. Or I may just decide you aren't worth the effort. Take him back to his cell," he ordered to one of the guards.

Kai felt someone push Dranzer into his blistered hands as he was roughly shoved along by one of the men. He made no move to resist them as they led him down the windowless halls. It had been months since he'd been outside and even then it had only been for survival training.

How he longed to see the sky that he wished he could fly away into and never return. He had once hoped to see the sky again, but that spark had died out. He probably wouldn't see anything other then the dingy Abbey walls for the rest of his short life. He would die there like so many others before him. That too was a fact he had accepted because there really was no point in fighting. Death would mean his freedom, so he couldn't help but look forward to it in an odd way.

The guard unlocked his cell as the key clanged against the heavy metal of the reinforced door. Kai limped his way into the cell and the door shut with a bang behind him. It took him a moment but he realized he was no longer alone in the tiny room. Someone was huddled in the corner, leaning against the dirty wall.

As his eyes adjusted to the dim light he realized it was a boy. He looked rather tall and was maybe a little older than himself. The most noticeable thing was his flaming red hair, almost the same crimson as his eyes or Dranzer's feathers. Kai slowly made his way closer him as the boy cracked open a pair of blue eyes. A shade of blue as bright and pure as the sky.

"So I guess you're my new cellmate huh?" the boy asked as he surveyed the stranger in front of him. "Looks like Boris did a number on you."

Kai could only nod as the boy motioned for him to go and sit beside him. He slowly made his way over to his new acquaintance and slide down the wall until he sat beside the red head.

"I can look at those later if you want. We've got to stick together if we want to make it out of here alive, you know."

Kai stared into those two pools of blue. Make it out? As in out into the real world? As if reading his mind the red head nodded.

"One day I'm going to leave this place. I'm not meant to be cooped up like this and I'm tired of it," he growled. "I've been here as long as I can remember! I want to see what else is out there and I don't plan on leaving in a body bag like all the others." He smiled before a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"You can come too, we can run away together. You can be like my little brother, I've always wanted one, seems like it'd be cool."

Kai stared over at his cellmate wondering if the kid was crazy, after all half of the people there were. But, there was something about him... and he had always wanted an older brother.

"I'm Tala. Who're you?" the red head ask as he smiled and Kai couldn't help but return the smile as his new friend held out his hand.

A friend...something rare and valuable in the Abbey. As he stared into the blue eyes that were like windows to the sky and the outside world he couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. The small Russian grasped the slightly larger hand in his.

"I'm Kai."

.End.

Dear Readers,

I just want to thank every one of you for sticking with me. I hope it was everything you wanted and more. Thank you all for your support and reviews throughout this entire story. It's been a pleasure.

ForeverFalling.