BBB Novella

What's Happening?!－[II]

Part two of "The Forgotten One"
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Valt lost his grip on the newspaper as the newspaper was blown away by air. He looked at the orange-haired male in front of him. The boy hugged his knees tightly and sobbed, begging someone to save his life. Valt, being trapped in the maze of confusion, is now becoming crazy.

Who is the boy talking about? How does he come seven years ahead in the future? Is this a dream? What is this boy even talking about? Valt's mind was flooded with questions, but he kept the thoughts aside and knelt.

He put his hand on the boy's shoulder in his front, trying to console him, "Hey," he said confidentially. "Look at me," he demanded. Kitt raised his head and glanced into the male's eyes in fear. "Now tell me, what happened here?"

The younger inhaled sharply before speaking. "Two years ago, the Beyblade organization was taken over by the Botokusa gang," he said.

'Botokusa gang?' Valt thought. He has listened to this name, but where? He focused back on the boy, waiting for him to continue.

"Botokusa gang was an ordinary bey club and become famous by its skills and talent. The club was growing day by day. It is rumoured that it got corrupted because of internal matters of the club," Kitt said with his dull and frightened voice.

"Internal matters?" Valt raised his brow, wanting to know more. His curiosity takes better of him.

"Though it is a rumour, rumours said that there was a killer among the club members." Valt's eyes widened, never staring away from the boy. "The members of the Botokusa gang died. The suspicious thing is the death of the founding members. When the club was growing, many bladers joined it. That's when someone joined and changed the whole bey club."

"Is that person alive?"

Kitt gulped. Not wanting to answer. Valt noticed the discomfiting expression of the boy and didn't push him to answer. Even though curiosity was all over his head. "He is"

Valt was taken by surprise by the unexpected answer. He was glad. Glad that the boy answered him. Without saying anything, Valt stared at the younger male, wanting him to continue. "The person who is rumoured as the killer is alive," Kitt said. "I don't know anything further." he buried his head between his knees and tightened his grip around his knees.

"That was enough. Thank you," Valt smiled but soon raised his brow in curiosity. "But who was the 'Him'?" he asked.

"He's－" Kitt paused, trying to recollect his words but failed. Again. Every time he tries to talk about him, he messes up. Sighing loudly, he looked into those brown eyes with his apologetic eyes. "Sorry. I can't." his voice cracked. "I can't talk about him."

Valt lowered his head, sighing loudly. He can't blame Kitt for being unable to answer his question. However, he needs to know the answer. Maybe then he can understand what happened here. He also realized that he was in the future. How? He doesn't know.

He stood up as Kitt stayed frozen with fear. He was lost inside his thoughts. He was living so long alone, knowing that he might die tomorrow. It's hard. He suddenly got snapped out of his thoughts when he saw a hand extended in front of him. He gazed up to see the bluenette with his bold, confident face, igniting a spark of confidence inside Kitt with that face.

"My last question," Valt started. "Choose one. Stay here, as you did in your whole life till now." he continued after a pause, "Or pick this hand and promise to fight back with me." Kitt's eyes sparkled by the bluenette's words. For some moment, he stared at his hands. He held his grip against his palm as Valt pulled him up.