Arthors Notes:

I hope you enjoy it. Anyways I've re written it but the plot line will remain the same just so you know. But It won't all happen quite as I first planned mostly because I don't remember. Anyways enjoy.

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Tainted Children:

Prologue:

Ken was always proud of Sam his older genius brother who everyone adores and love. And yet know things were different he could feel the dragon burning in his chest jealously, hate anger and rage. They left him abandoned in the corner of the house, ignoring him as they talked with Sam. The worst part was that he and Sam shared the same birthday. And of course his parents had forgotten about his birthday but not Sam's.

"We've been planning this for weeks Sam." His Mother smiled her eyes gleaming as she looked at her eldest son who smiled back up at her. She stood away from her youngest son who glanced gloomy around the room. The room was covered in presents from admires friends and family. The most he had gotten on his birthday was a happy birthday from the teacher and that had been on Friday. Today was Sunday. His birthday, Sam's Birthday.

'They don't care about me, all they do care about is Sam.' Ken thought bitterly shrinking away from the happy family. Perhaps he was a stain on there happy life he had received no useful special talent other then the fact he could draw. In fact he secretly loved to draw- not that it mattered. He wasn't good in sports and he never had even gotten an A before.

And the worst part was that his birthday present that he had worked for hours for Sam lay crumpled under the pill of presents. 'I guess Father didn't see it when he said it was junk and threw the pill of presents on it.' Ken glared at his Mother and then at his Father, his back tense with anger.

And yet he could feel pain burning beneath his anger as he made his way slowly over towards his room. He rose a trembling had towards the door and turned the knob slowly before entering Sam's and his rooms. Everything that was his had a part of Sam in it.

Sam smiled and talked like he was suppose to, to his presents. They had forgotten that it was Ken's birthday as well. He felt a strong pain of guilt in his heart. Ken was a young child, who barely had any friends at school. He was often found drawing underneath the trees. To be honest Ken was better then good for his age. He was great. And yet his parents failed to care about his talent or himself.

Once the celebration had died down he glanced at the door half heartily Kens present in his left hand he moved slowly towards it. His hand opened he reached for the door and opened it. Ken stood over the drawer with the device in his hand. Sam dropped Kens present to the ground, "Ken! Ken what did I say about touching that!?" Sam hissed his eyes flashed with anger. 'How could he do that? Didn't I tell him not to touch it?' He thought as he moved over towards him.

But Ken didn't turn to face him he only raised the digivice to the computer. Kens eyes widened in horror as the computer began to glow. A scream raced through the room as a violent black and red flash filled the room and Ken was gone.

Sam groaned, 'what happened?' He thought his head was aching. He could hear sobs from a woman his Mother no doubt. Tears were coming down her eyes and she held him in a bear hug. "Sam! Sam!" She wailed clutching him close to her, "What happen Sam?"

"I…I don't know." Sam stared at the missing part of his room there was a huge hole were a large chunk of the room had been. Of course this wasn't true he had seen what had happened. But knew it would be pointless in telling them. His eyes stared at the computer his eyes filled with distrust. 'Ken what did that thing do to you?' He thought it was true in away. Ever sense the device had appeared ken had well…ken had changed, he could see the dark looks that past through his face from time to time. And yet he knew that he must get to the bottom of it.

Authors Notes:

Enjoy

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