"Hey Matt I didn't know that T.K. could play and sing?" said fourteen year old Hikari Kamiya as all of the destined children sat in a circle. Everyone except Takeru and Ken who could not make it to the meeting. Matt looked at her strangely as did everyone else.

"H can't." she looked at them for a minute.

"Well, I went to his apartment to ask for the homework and he was playing in his room I left before he could see me." No one seemed to believe her. So she had them follow her to the apartment. Matt opened the door with the spare key that was given to him by his and T.K.'s mother. When the door opened the first sound heard was a beautiful sad song.

"Behind those eyes lies the truth and grief
Behind those beautiful smiles I've seen tragedy
The flawless skin hides the secrets within
Silent forces that secretly ignite your sins

[Chorus:]
Fly away, fly away
From the torch of blame
They hunt you
The Lucifer's Angels
Never lived, you never died
Your life has been denied
They call you
The Lucifer's Angel

Beyond these clouds you can hide all your tears
Beyond this world you'll be safe from their wicked fears
And in their hearts they fear your demands
You know their minds won't accept you, they'll never understand

[Chorus]

On your own I know you can make it
Truth or bone. I know you can shake it
Survive alone I know you can take it

[Chorus]

Fly away, fly away
Run away, run away
Hide away, hide away
Lucifer's Angel" Takeru sighed when the song finished.

"T.k. are you going to tell me what's wrong now?" Patamon asked and only succeeded in getting the blonde haired boy to cry. Matt was about to step in when patamon's voice stopped him.

"Hw much longer are you going to keep it a secret? I can't stand to watch you tear yourself-"

"Please… just bear with me. I can make it out alright. And you know better than anyone that this is my burden to bear." There was a tense silence followed by a coughing fit. Everyone decided to get out before they were caught eavesdropping. When they left they didn't see the blood in the kitchen. Or the bloody kitchen knife by the phone. They didn't even see the blood stained fisher hat on the coat rack. But they did notice.