| Chapter 6: Revelations “You should have seen it Tai!” Davis exclaimed jumping and waving his arms around to exaggerate his point, “It was really strong but we beat it.” “Hey settle down Davis you’re acting like a little kid.” “Sorry Tai,” Davis stopped jumping and continued walking, “anyway as I was saying, not even Flamedramon could beat it. The thing was it’s eyes, they were really creepy, they were like this dark purple color.” Davis, Tai, Kari, Sora and Iris, followed with their respective digimon walked together down the side of the street. They were heading for the park where they would meet up with the rest of the digidestined group to discuss what had happened when the group had gone in. “Everyone’s digimon were hurt trying to beat it.” “He’s right, if it wasn’t for Wormmon we’d probably all be dead.” Kari agreed “Hey hold it, save it for when we’re with the rest of the group.” Tai butt in halting their talking. They walked in silence the rest of the way. When they reached the park they saw Matt and TK sitting on a nearby bench. Tai snuck up behind the two and grabbed Matt by the neck rubbing his knuckles into his head. Matt yelled and tried to pull away, unfortunately Tai had a firm hold on him. When Tai finally let up Matt tackled him to the ground. “Boys.” Kari stated walking over to TK, “Are you the only ones here yet?” “Mmm hmm.” TK mumbled in reply watching as his brother and Tai wrestled with each other. “Tai get up off the ground.” Sora ordered walking over to the two, “Your making a scene.” Tai and Matt immediately stopped wrestling and stood up, Matt dusting the grass and dirt off his clothes. “Sorry Sora,” Tai said wrapping her in a hug and kissing her softly on the lips. “I hate it when you do that.” She protested lightly but gave in anyway. “Get a room you two.” Everyone turned around at the sound of Izzy’s voice, all but Tai and Sora who were locked in a kiss. “So is this everyone?” He asked looking over the group. “No Joe said he’d be along. I don’t know where Cody is, but Yolie is going to pick up Melodye.” Kari explained sitting down on the bench with Izzy. “So you found the last one?” Izzy pulled his laptop out of his bag and sat it on his lap. “Yeah, his name’s Clive.” TK said sitting down next to Kari “Why isn’t he here?” Matt asked “He thinks he’s dreaming, and none of us know where he lives.” Davis explained “Oh… does he go to your school?” “Nope, none of us have ever seen him before.” “So how did you know he was digidestined?” Izzy asked, mostly concentrating on his laptop “He was in the school when we went in there on the weekend, two digivices came flying out of the computer and one went flying to him.” TK said “Why was he in the school?” Tai asked, now concentrated on the conversation at hand. “I don’t know, he was just there. What he was doing there is beyond me.” “Hey guys!” They heard Yolie yell. The group turned around to welcome Yolie, all except Izzy who was lost in his computer. Yolie, Ken, Cody and Melodye walked over to the group, their digimon following closely behind. “Is this everyone?” Cody asked running his eyes over the group. “Well Joe said he’d be here, and Mimi’s back in America.” Matt explained “Oh well lets just start anyway.” Izzy said impatiently, “Tell us what happened when you went into the digiworld, did you encounter Witchmon?” “No we didn’t see witchmon,” Davis started, “When we got in there we found Wraithmon. Iris lead us to this burned down old town and we got into a fight with this really tough meramon.” “Wait hold up a second, who’s Wraithmon?” Tai asked “Wraithmon is Clive’s digimon.” Kari explained. “And about this meramon,” Izzy asked, “You say it was really strong.” “Yeah it had these creepy black eyes, like it was possessed or something.” Davis said “Hmm.” Izzy tapped on his keyboard, seemingly very interested in what he was doing. “So you didn’t see Witchmon?” Matt asked. “Nope, by the time we got in there and made it to the town it was already pretty late, then after the fight with the meramon the sun was already starting to go down so we thought we better get back. We couldn’t really do much exploring.” TK explained. “So why do you think that meramon was so strong?” Sora asked Izzy. “Well Davis you said that it’s eyes had changed colors, as if it were possessed. Did you see any other wild digimon that day?” He asked looking up from his laptop. “Well no, except for Wraithmon.” Yolie said thoughtfully. “So what’s the verdict?” Davis asked impatiently, hopping energetically from one foot to the other “I don’t know, I know it’s strange but I can’t really make any final analysis with the information you’ve given me.” “Can you think of anything?” Cody asked “I don’t know maybe she hypnotizes the digimon to be her slaves.” Izzy said sarcasm evident in his voice. “That makes sense it’s sort of like when Devimon had those black gears and it was turning those digimon evil.” Patamon said “Yeah I don’t think that meramon would just have attacked us like that.” Kari said. “Waait!” They heard Joe holler. The group turned their attention to him as he ran heedlessly through the park, “What <huff, huff> have I missed?” He asked through heaving breaths. “Well Izzy just suggested that Witchmon hypnotizes digimon turning them into her slaves.” Cody summed up their previous conversation. “Oh no I missed Izzy’s theory, didn’t I tell you not to start without me?” Joe complained plopping down on the bench, almost sitting on Snowmon in the process. “Hey watch it you big oaf!” Snowmon squealed jumping out of the way just in time. Joe didn’t even seem to notice as Snowmon dived out from under his butt. “Do you want to repeat it for me?” He asked hopefully. “I’m sorry it was kinda one of them spur of the moment things.” Izzy replied sympathetically. “Humph what a waste of my time.” Joe mumbled angrily. “Now that’s not true, you get to see all of us again.” Sora said helpfully laying a hand on his shoulder. “Gee what a prize.” He mumbled to himself. “You’re not your usual self Joe.” Matt said slapping him on the back almost sending him flying off the seat. “Sorry guys I’ve just had so much work and I’m getting really stressed.” “You should relax sometimes Joe, all that stressing is bad for the heart.” Cody said, “My grandpa knows lots of old stress remedies.” “Thanks Cody, but I’ll be okay.” As he said that his beeper started bleeping loudly. He pulled it out and read the message, “Damn I gotta go… Sorry guys.” He looked over the group with an apologetic glance and was off. “Poor guy he seems really up tight.” Sora said, watching his back disappear into the night. ** Will they remember me? What if they don’t remember me? What if they don’t even live here anymore? They’ve probably gotten on with life by now; they wouldn’t dwell on it for this long, would they? Iris stood out side the door to her old apartment, the apartment her parents owned before she had been pulled into the digiworld. She could still remember where she lived, of course she could. She could remember everything about this place, what it looked like, what it smelt like, she could even remember the exact spot where the first ray of sunlight would land in the morning. This was the place she had spent her whole life in the real world. She had grown up in this apartment. She could even remember most of the people that lived on this floor that is if they haven’t moved away. She stood at the door, room 15B, that was the place she had lived. The problem was, was it the place where her parents lived. They could’ve moved on with life by now, they should have moved on with life by now. Hell they could have even had another kid by now. She went to knock on the door, but hesitated. So many things were keeping her back. What was she just supposed to walk in after ten years and just say, “Hey mum I’m home, you missed me?” Things just didn’t work like that they’ve probably forgotten her. Even if they did still live here. That didn’t matter, she had to find her parents, she was starting to forget what they looked like. She was scared; she had been in the digiworld for so long that she couldn’t even form a picture of her own mother’s face in her head. She couldn’t remember what color her eyes were, or her face looked like. She couldn’t remember anything. Just that her mother was kind, and she had a sweet voice. She could remember when she got sick; her mother would always be there by her side to make her feel better. Or when she would get scared at night, her mother would be there to comfort her and tell her everything was all right. Tears started to involuntary well up in Iris’ eyes. She gathered all her courage; all the memories of her family came flying back to her. She knocked weakly on the door; there was no answer. She knocked again, this time a little louder. “Just a sec!” She heard someone yell. Her heart pounded in her ears, and her knees started to get weak. Could this be her mother? The door opened a bit. Slowly, slowly it started; it made a low creaking sound as the person behind pushed it open. Then with a woosh it was fully open. A tall thin woman stood in the doorway. “Can I help you?” She asked, confusion marring her pretty features. Iris could hardly breath, was this her mother? This stranger, was she her mother? “U-um I’m looking for Mrs. Yoki…” She said shyly, “Does she live here?” “I’m sorry love, Mr. and Mrs. Yoki moved quite some years ago. I heard they lost their only child around about the same time they moved, they must’ve been devastated.” The woman rattled on for a moment longer and then looked sharply at Iris, “Why’d you want to know anyway?” “I-I heard they lived here and I-I…” she trailed off looking down at her feet, “Um do you know where they live now?” “Sure, you know Odibah? They live around there somewhere.” “Huh Odibah?” Iris stared at the lady in shock, “Are you sure?” “Yeah, you know where that is?” “I, U-um thank you very much.” Iris bowed low, and in a flash she was gone. “Strange kid.” The lady said shaking her head as she watched Iris run down the hall. ** Another loss, another cold disgraceful loss. Witchmon paced back and forth around her throne room, her head bowed in thought. What was she to do with these digidestined. Sure that meramon had just been one lousy meramon but they had beaten it with ease. Gatomon had told her to split them up, but she never really had a chance. Once the sun started to set they just retreated. How was she supposed to split them up if they were never here? She grumbled to herself as she paced around her throne. “Mistress witchmon, stressing yourself like this is not going to help. You need to think rationally.” Gatomon chided following Witchmon. “How am I supposed to think rationally when those digidestined are interfering with my plans?” Witchmon screamed in reply. “Well let’s think about this. They really haven’t done anything to ruin your plans yet; all they did was kill one lousy meramon. We know they’ll try to ruin your plans but we’re already one step ahead of them. We know for a fact that these digidestined depend heavily upon each other. It’s like a card tower; every card depends on another to keep the tower up. If you take one of those cards away though, the whole tower falls.” Witchmon’s head perked up at the proposition, “Go on.” She said waving her hand. “Now we’ve already gone through this. Next time they come into the digiworld, well catch them by surprise. Even if we only catch one or two, the whole group will collapse and they won’t be able to function. So say we attack them as soon as they get here, we capture one or two, maybe three of them and the rest are screwed. We keep repeating this process until we’ve got all of them. That sound familiar?” Gatomon climbed up onto Witchmon’s throne and sat back comfortably, “once we’ve captured them all we’ve got the cat in the bag. We’ll be able to take over the digiworld and evidently, the human world.” Witchmon stopped her pacing and glanced at Gatomon, “I’ll take over the digiworld…” “Hmm?” Gatomon looked up from her place on the throne. “I’ll take over the digiworld, not we.” She said forcefully. “Oh of course.” Gatomon lowered her head and whispered, “You keep telling yourself that.” “What was that?” Witchmon snapped. “I said, you can get a new hat.” Gatomon covered up. Witchmon glared at her suspiciously, but let it go. “Now get off my throne you mangy fleabag.” Witchmon bellowed swiping her long fingernails at Gatomon. Gatomon quickly ducked and scampered off the throne. “Damn ungrateful little… Witch” Gatomon muttered as she dragged herself out of the throne room. “Hmm, Hmm, Hmm stupid digidestined, you have no idea what you’re in for.” Witchmon leant over her crystal ball and waved her hands above it. A picture of the digidestined group appeared inside the ball. Witchmon laughed hysterically at the thought of torturing the digidestined. She could just picture their mangled bodies lying in her torture chamber, after succumbing to the physical abuse she would inflict on them. Her soft giggling slowly became louder and louder and soon her malicious laughter rang through the halls of the old desecrated castle. ** “Iris, Iris are you okay?” Kari sat on the side of Iris bed and stared down at the lump she presumed was Iris. “Hmm,” Was all she got in reply. “Iris what’s the matter?” Kari asked worriedly “Nothing…” Iris replied quietly “Does it have something to do with…boys?” Kari asked cautiously. “Huh no.” Iris sat up and looked Kari in the eye. “Then what, tell me.” “Alright, um I-I went to my old apartment today, after school.” “Oh Iris… why didn’t you tell me?” Kari took hold of Iris hand, “What happened?” “They, they don’t live there anymore.” “Did you find out where they live now?” “Yeah, the lady there said they moved somewhere in Odibah.” “Huh you mean…?” “Yep, we could be living in the same building as my parents and I don’t even know.” Tears burnt Iris’ eyes. She tried to blink them away, to hide her feelings but they still shone glistening in her eyes. Kari squeezed her hand tightly, letting Iris know she was there for her. “Kari,” She hiccuped, “I can’t even remember what my mother looks like.” Kari looked at her sympathetically. She lent over and hugged her friend, letting her cry onto her shoulder. “It’s alright Iris, you haven’t seen your parents for years.” “But it’s my own mother, I can’t even remember what she looked like. What kind of person does that make me?” She stared intensely into Kari’s eyes. Tears stained her cheeks, giving them a wet shimmering look. Her eyes looked so sad, depicting clearly what she felt at that moment. Kari looked deep into the blue depths, almost staring straight into her soul. Though there was much she didn’t know about Iris she saw so much loneliness and sorrow deep in her heart. She had been alone for so many years; it’s no wonder she always looked so lonely. Kari felt so sorry for her friend; she could only imagine the horrors Iris had gone through while in the digiworld. She had only had to stay in there for a couple of weeks and she knew that was all she could take. Think of being in there for half your life. Not to mention she had been so young when she had entered, it’s only natural she would forget certain things about the real world. “It’s alright Iris,” Kari said trying to reassure her friend, “It’s only natural you’d forget things.” “But this is my mother we’re talking about, the woman who raised me since birth.” “Well what can you remember about her?” Kari asked forcefully. Iris was taken with surprise. She stopped crying and stared at the far wall. Kari was almost about to ask again when Iris spoke. “She had a-a really pretty smile. I remember that.” Kari smiled to herself; maybe she could shed a little light on her friend. “And she was ever so kind.” Iris said ruefully, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye, “And she never raised her voice.” “See, you haven’t forgotten.” Kari said releasing Iris’ hand from her grasp. Iris smiled despite her sorrow. She looked appreciatively at her friend. “Thank you Kari.” She hugged her tightly “It’s alright, what are friends for?” Iris released her from the hug and looked her in the eye. “When are we going to the digiworld next?” Kari was surprised by this question. Why would Iris be so eager to go back when she just got home? “Um well we could go tomorrow, but we’d have to wait till after school.” Iris nodded her head in satisfaction, “Why?” “Oh no reason…” Iris said mysteriously. She gave Kari a weird look and laid down facing the wall. ** “Davis what are you going to do about it?” Veemon asked yet again. He had been asking Davis that same question all through the afternoon and still now at… 8:30! It was way past his bedtime. “I don’t know Veemon, what do you think I should do?” “Look Davis I’ll say this one more time, you need to forget about Kari. She’s obviously to hung up on TK to even notice you. Whereas Iris…” Davis lay staring at his roof for a moment listening intently to what Veemon had to say. “Iris…” He chided, trying to get Veemon back on the topic at hand. “She seems to like you.” “Yeah so, a lot of girls like me.” “Don’t go too far Davis. What I’m trying to say is you need to forget about Kari. As I’ve said so many times before, she’s in love with TK.” Veemon said matter-of-factly “You don’t know she loves him,” Davis shot back sitting up in his bad and glaring at Veemon, “They’ve known each other for a long time.” He finished weakly. “Oh come on Davis, you can’t fool yourself forever. You’re starting to act more and more like the stupid Davis now days, why can’t you just be yourself?” “I know Veemon it’s just, she’s so pretty, and nice, and caring, and gentle, and I could go on forever.” Davis sighed and flopped down on the bed, “I can’t help it.” “It’s true, you can’t help who you love.” Veemon agreed quietly. “But I have to accept, I’m just not as good as TK, he’s just so perfect.” Davis said scornfully, “Sometimes I just wish he’d… die or something, get out of my way. The way he looks at me when he’s with Kari, his stupid mocking looks just make me wanna.” Davis grabbed a nearby pillow and started to imitate choking a person. “Settle down Davis, I’ve watched him when he’s with Kari, he doesn’t even look at you, your just angry because Kari pays more attention to him.” “I know, I know Veemon, he’s just so… stupid.” Davis said lying down yet again. “Don’t worry about it Davis, if Kari loves you then she’ll come to you in her own time. If she doesn’t then don’t force it, just let it go, life goes on.” “You’re right Veemon, you always are.” Davis grabbed Veemon from where he was sitting and gave him a big tight hug, “Thanks buddy.” “No prob.” Veemon said gasping for air, “Now can you let me go?” ** The halls of Odibah high were most usually packed with children. Today was no exception; children bustled through the narrow corridors trying their best to make it through the flow of people to their next class. Unfortunately for Clive the flow of people had pushed him along and he was pretty sure he had missed the classroom where his first class was being held. He managed to duck into a small space between lockers and wait for the current of people to lighten. As it did he ducked away from his hiding place and walked slowly back down the hall. Clive had never been to a public school before, and he wasn’t really sure if he wanted to be here now. Already in the short time he had been here, he had seen at least two groups of people threatening other, smaller children for god only knows what reason. Also he had witnessed couples groping each other in public, right in front of all these people. He was horrified. He stopped for a minuet to check his timetable; he glanced around himself in search of the room he was looking for. 101, 102, 104… he glanced down at his timetable again, room 103. Where was room 103? He looked around himself again… it just wasn’t there. Clive stood in a stupor, staring down at him timetable. How could this be? “Oh on I’m gonna be so late!” Clive jerked his head up. He looked around for the source of the voice it seemed familiar. He heard footsteps to the left of him, but it was too late to do anything about it. A purple and green blur came flying around the corner and smashed right into him, sending them both flying. He stood up and dusted himself off. He turned his attention to whoever had run into him… it was that girl from his dream, what was her name again… Yolie. She sat on the floor surrounded by books, obviously the ones she had been carrying. She glanced up at him innocently. When she saw who she had hit her look instantly changed to one of surprise, matching Clive’s exactly. “You… um Clive,” She said pulling herself to her feet and collecting her books, “What are you doing here?” “What are you doing here?” He mimicked. “It’s rude to answer a question with a question you know, “She said matter-of-factly, “anyway I go to school here, you?” “I, um it’s my first day.” He admitted shyly. “Did you lose your way?” She asked in sarcastic sympathy. “Shut up!” He snapped, “I’ve looked around and there is no 103!” “103, is that by any chance Math’s class?” “Yeah so what if it is.” “You’re in my class!” She said happily. She grabbed his arm and started pulling him along, “Now I have an excuse for being late.” “Wait!” He shouted pulling away from her, “What do you think you’re doing woman?” “I’m taking you to class, now come on.” She went to grab his arm again but he pulled away. “I can find it myself.” He said, stubbornly crossing his arms across his chest. “Don’t be silly, I couldn’t find this class when I first got here either.” Clive glanced at her from over his shoulder; she was looked nervously around herself, obviously expecting someone to come around the corner and start yelling at them. “Where is it?” She looked at his happily, “Right this way,” She chirped as she grabbed his arm dragged him down the hall. She stopped a moment looked around suspiciously and continued dragging him. She stopped in front of another smaller hallway, at the end of it was a door clearly marked 103. “Here we are.” She said. She let go of him and walked cautiously to the door. She lightly knocked and pulled the door open. The teacher inside the room went silent, as did the rest of the class. “You had better have a very good explanation for this Yolie.” The teacher said sternly. “Oh but I do Sir. We have a new student.” She said proudly. She grabbed Clive’s arm and pulled him up next to her, “This is Clive.” She shoved him into the room, and then walked in herself. “Thank you Yolie,” The teacher said darkly, glaring at her back, but Yolie didn’t seem to notice, “You can sit down next to her Clive.” Clive gave the teacher a pleading look, but reluctantly followed his orders. “So why did you decide to go to this school anyway Clive?” Yolie asked as soon as he sat down. “None of your business.” He mumbled through gritted teeth. “Fine whatever.” ** “Shut up! Why the hell did you come anyway?” Clive yelled at Wraithmon, “What the hell were you thinking?” “I’m sorry Clive, I just wanted to see what the human world was like, all the other digimon said that it was really cool and that it had lots of really yummy food, even though I don’t eat food cause I’m a ghost but it sounded yummy.” Wraithmon rattled on. Melodye watched in confusion as Clive yelled frantically at his backpack. He was such a weird person, no wonder he didn’t have any friends. He seemed to be having some sort of heated argument with his bag, indeed it was definitely his bag. Kari came up behind her and stared questioningly at Clive. “What’s he doing?” She asked. “I have absolutely no idea, do you think we should go and talk to him?” “Hmm,” Kari agreed. They both walked over to where Clive was sitting. He glanced up at them, but quickly lost interest and concentrated on his backpack. “Um Clive…” Kari started, “Haven’t seen you around here before.” “That’s because I’ve never been here before?” He replied closing his backpack and sitting on it. There was a muffled cry from the bag but Clive quickly shut it up. “Um what’s in your bag, is it Wraithmon?” Melodye as suspiciously. Clive stared at them as if he didn’t know what they were talking about. “What are you talking about? I’ve never heard of any Wraithmon, who are you?” “Clive let me out, who are you talking to?” Came the muffled cries of Wraithmon. “No Wraithmon?” Melodye said setting her hands on her hips. “Hello? Clive this isn’t funny.” Wraithmon wailed again. “Clive let her out.” Kari scalded, “That’s not very nice.” “Make me.” He said stubbornly. With that he went flying off his bag onto the ground. He jumped up and looked around to see who had pushed him. He saw Davis holding his backpack up, Wraithmon next to him. “What the hell was that for!?” He yelled at Davis. “I heard Kari yelling so I decided to butt in.” He flashed Kari a smile and through the pack at Clive. “Clive are you okay?” Wraithmon asked floating over to his aid, “are you hurt?” “I’m fine.” He mumbled, “Why the hell are you all here anyway? Is this some sort of cult gathering?” “What are you talking about Clive?” TK asked coming over and joining the group, “This is called a school, we go to school here.” “Don’t you think it’s a little coincidental that all the ‘digidestined’ go to the same school?” Clive said picking up his backpack and setting on his back. “So you believe us now?” Cody asked. “No I don’t believe you, this is all crazy, you’re all crazy,” He yelled glaring at each of them individually. “Well then how do you explain Wraithmon?” Melodye asked smartly, “If we’re all crazy, then you must be too” “Shut up all of you, this is all some weird demented dream I’m telling you.” He cupped his hands over his ears signaling the end of the conversation. Most of the group gave up trying to talk to him, but Davis was determined. “Crazy Clive, crazy Clive.” He chanted dancing around Clive in a childish fashion. Clive just sat down with his hands tightly stuck over his ears. “Crazy Clive’s seeing digimon, this isn’t a dream crazy Clive.” Davis waved his hands over Clive’s eyes trying to get his attention, “C’mon humor me.” Clive didn’t budge he merely closed his eyes, ignoring Davis’ taunts. Davis sat down next to Clive and started nudging him in the ribs. It was easy to ignore at first, but the light nudges soon became painful punches to the side of his body. He had, had enough. He grabbed Davis shirt and lifted Davis off the ground by it. “You say ‘crazy Clive one more time and I’ll show you how crazy I can go.” He stared Davis in the eye for a moment before setting him down. He rubbed the place on his neck where Clive had picked him up, and glared at him. “Damn crazy weirdo.” He mumbled as he walked off. “Are you okay Clive, I’ve never seen you like that before.” Wraithmon asked concerned. “Get in the bag.” Clive ordered coldly, opening his pack for Wraithmon to get in. “But Clive…” She protested, but she was cut off by Clive’s stern voice, “I said get in the bag Wraithmon.” She looked at Clive pleadingly, but reluctantly followed his order. ** “Damn stupid crazy kid, I’ll show him.” Davis muttered. “Maybe he had a reason for snapping like that, you were being pretty mean Davis.” Iris pointed out. She sat down next to him at her desk and pulled out some books. “He didn’t have to go all crazy like that, I was just playing.” Davis pouted. “Well what would you do in his situation?” Iris asked poking him in the shoulder with a pencil. “I’d laugh heartily.” “Yeah right, you’d probably try pound them into the ground.” “I know, but still.” “But still nothing, he had a perfectly good reason for going ape, but I gotta admit it was pretty funny.” She smirked at the memory of Clive sitting there with his hands over his ears while Davis danced about like a child. “Hmm it was, you want me to do it again?” He asked nudging her with his shoulder. “No it’s okay, you’ll probably do something just as dumb next break.” “Hey are you calling me dumb?” He asked in mock anger, “No, no definitely not.” She replied shaking her head vigorously, “Hey guys.” They turned their attention to TK, “We’re gonna go into the digiworld this afternoon okay?” They nodded their heads in silent unison. “We’ll meet in the computer room, and Iris do you could get Clive to come?” Iris looked at him in confusion, “Why me?” “I don’t know you just seem like the nice kind of person.” He winked at her and turned back around. Davis was fuming with rage. He glanced at Iris, who had turned pink with embarrassment. “Stupid TK always flirting with the girls.” Davis grumbled in his mind, “First it’s Kari, now it’s Iris. He’s purposely trying to steal all the girls I like. I know what he’s trying to pull, he’ll pay.” ** “Hey Clive, um I was wondering, I-I mean, we were all wondering if you’d like to join us in going into the digiworld.” Iris asked shakily. She and Clive stood beside a group of lockers; children passed occasionally, but other than that they were the only people there. “Why the hell should I?” He spat back, “After that display today I don’t even know why I’m talking to you.” “Look Clive I know Davis can be a bit hot headed but you can’t judge by that. If you give him another chance I’m sure you’ll see he’s a perfectly sensible person.” She tried sounding as reasonable as possible. She knew what she was saying was all a big lie, well to her it was anyway, but she had to convince him to come. “And give me one good reason why I would go back into the ‘digiworld’.” He raised his eyebrow and stared at her distrustfully. “Well umm because the digiworld’s in trouble and only the digidestined can save it.” She tried, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. “You don’t seem to sure of yourself.” “But of course I am, if we just left the digiworld as it is now then lots of innocent digimon would get hurt. “She said, surer of herself now, “do you remember that village we saw when we went in there the first time? If we don’t try and stop Witchmon then there’ll be so many more villages like that… Destroyed.” Clive stared at her, that same cynical look plastered on his features, but his eyes held something else. He could picture that village in his mind that destroyed village. Memories of burning villages and women dying ran through his head, could he really let that happen? Even if this was just a dream and everything here was all fake could he really just forget his human instincts and let that happen? He glanced at Wraithmon, she was just floating there next to him, anticipating his reply just as much as the girl before him. The thing that bothered him the most was how real and long this dream was. When was he just going to wake up and find he’s just dreaming? Was he going to wake up and find he’s just dreaming? Or could this possibly be real, could it be fate’s way of mocking him. Not that she’s ever stopped mocking him. He stopped his musing for a moment to consider his options. If he was to go to the digiworld he could find out if he was dreaming or not. If he didn’t the dream would just keep going and he (or Davis) would eventually drive him crazy. “Fine I’ll go.” He said crossing his arms over his chest, “But if Davis even comes near me I’m gonna rip his eyes out of their sockets and shove them up his butt.” Iris nodded hastily her eyes lighting up with happiness. “Great, this is prefect, we’ve finally nearly got the whole team together.” She grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the computer room. ** “That’s it digidestined come on over and play.” Witchmon cackled as she watched her crystal ball intently. “Witchmon everything is set up, we have guards posted at points 6B, 6F, 8G, 9C and…” Gatomon started. “Is everything set up?” Witchmon asked impatiently. “Yes Mistress.” Gatomon replied. “Well I don’t want to hear your military mumbo jumbo just get to work!” Witchmon screamed. Gatomon sighed, her shoulders slumping for a moment. She quickly composed herself and gave Witchmon a quick salute. “Yes Mistress.” She turned sharply and started to walk out. “Wait!” Witchmon ordered, “Where are you going?” “I’m carrying out plan B, remember?” “No you’re not, you’re staying here with me.” Witchmon glanced sharply at Gatomon, her eyes piercing Gatomon’s. “But Mistress…” “No butts, you’re staying.” Gatomon let out another sigh and turned back into the throne room. “Very well, but I don’t know why I can’t go and have some fun.” “Don’t worry your time will come.” ** “Alright everyone ready?” Davis yelled holding his digivice out in front of himself. “Yeah!” everyone cheered in unison. “Well then lets go!” He yelled back, “Digiport open!” “Wait guys!” Yolie yelled, she looked around but everyone was already gone, “I got an email from Gennai.” She finished. She shrugged her shoulders and grabbed her digivice out. “Digiport open!” She yelled. She underwent the ever so familiar down loading process and landed painfully on the ground with a thud. “Guys! She yelled jumping up. She frantically looked around herself for any sign of her friends. “Where are they?” Hawkmon asked. “I don’t know. Guys! Guys were are you?” She turned her eyes searching the surrounding terrain. Tree, tree, bush, rock, tree, but she didn't see any digidestined. “What does the email say?” Hawkmon asked breaking her out of her thoughts. “Huh oh right the email.” She turned her attention to her digiport and read the message on the screen. Yolie, Tell the other children not to enter the digiworld. There is another time lapse, once you go in there is no way you’ll be able to get out. The gate will be shut. And Yolie tell Izzy to write back, he hadn’t for years. Thanks Gennai. “What’s a time laps?” Hawkmon asked. “I don’t know but he said we won’t be able to get out!” She yelled frantically. She pulled out her D3 and aimed it at the spot where the TV had once been. Instead of a TV there was just dirt. “The TV, where is it?” she looked around but it was no where to be found, “Hawkmon do something!” She yelled picking up Hawkmon and shaking him roughly. “What am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know, all I know is I don’t want to be stuck in here.” She let Hawkmon go and knelt down in the dirt, “I’ll miss my soap operas, and my computer, and my mummy.” She wailed “Yolie get a hold of yourself.” Hawkmon yelled shaking Yolie by the shoulders. It was useless; she was completely absorbed in her grieving. Hawkmon shook his head, he decided he’d just wait till she got over it herself. While he did he let his eyes wander over the surrounding terrain. They were situated in a small grassy clearing in the middle of a dense black forest. This place seemed to be the only place the sun shone. He studied the ground about his feet; the grass had been singed, recently. His eyebrows knotted in confusion, what if the others had been attacked? He shifted his gaze to a nearby tree; it had been knocked over, obviously by something big and strong, and was supported by another tree behind it. The ground behind Yolie was slightly broken, and had formed a small canyon, around that the grass was brown and burnt. It was clear as day now; the others had been attacked. How much time had passed since they came in? The battle marks weren’t that old, maybe a few hours had passed since then, but that gives the rest of the group a huge head start. It would take even longer for him and Yolie to find the rest of the group, not to mention this forest was extremely dense and dark. Yolie stopped her whimpering and turned her gaze towards the confused Hawkmon. “What's the matter Hawkmon?” She asked her mind immediately switching into alert mode. She knew if her digimon sensed something was wrong, there usually was. “Look at this…” he mumbled pointing to a spot of burnt grass. “Yeah so…?” Yolie walked closer to the spot and studied it. “It’s just some burnt grass.” “No Yolie, look over there, and there.” He pointed out the broken tree and the split in the ground, “Our friends have been here, and I don’t think the welcoming committee was very welcoming. Yolie gasped in shock realizing what Hawkmon was saying. “Oh my god, what if they’ve been captured and are being held hostage?” Images of her friends flashed across her mind. Being chained up onto a wall by thick metal bindings and witchmon standing by laughing hysterically bearing some unmentionable torture tool. She felt herself getting dizzy but she pulled herself together. She tried to slow down her breathing, but every time she did, those thoughts came flooding back. “Yolie this is no time to go into hysterics.” Hawkmon shouted grabbing her arm and pulling on it like a child. “You’re right!” She snapped out of her trance and shook her head vigorously; “Our friends need us!” She stormed off into the thick forest heedlessly. “Yolie wait!” Hawkmon bellowed running after her, but his shouts fell onto deaf ears. Yolie was a highly motivated woman and once she got an image in her head the devil himself couldn’t stop her. |