A/N: Hi, I know I should be working on my other stuff, but it's an idea I wanted to try out. Beware the heavy DaiKari. The other DigiDestined will appear in a couple of chapters. Be warned this is a high T rating, I mean there will be blood, gore and maybe even some saucier scenes later.
Disclaimer: I own no recognizable material.
Davis and his sister, Jun, were skulking atop the fourth storey of an apartment block. Jun had small tears in her brown eyes while Davis stared at the floor vacantly. Both would never forget what had happened. Nor would the world.
The attack on Hikkoda was sudden and devastating. The army had been overseas in force, leaving the homeland undefended, prime for an attack. The Infection unfolded at the worst possible time.
The Infection was the Cadavre Animtion Plague or 'CAP' for short, and was as close to a zombie outbreak one would ever know. They killed thousands of the city's inhabitants, and used their bodies for the creation of monsters.
Hulking mutant beings ten foot tall or shambling parodies of humanity, hounds made of sculpted muscle and bone or flying horrors made of sinew and maggot-ridden flesh. The beasts tore through virtually any obstacle. Together, they had overwhelmed Hikkoda's police force in three days.
"Mum..." Davis heard Jun sob.
"Jun, we should get running again." Davis pointed out.
"Yeah. C'mere Davis." Jun said as she wrapped her arms around her little brother. "We'll get goin' in a minute okay?" She finished.
Jun was only twelve, Davis only seven, how would they survive? The CAPs had no qualms about killing them, brutally, uncaringly ressurecting their corpses for more death. But they had survived so far though. All down to skills which had been useless before hand.
They could free-run, Jun had learned parkour and taught her brother. They ran over rooftops, safe from the attackers, whether they be monster or man, none would think to look for them here. Davis' fencing lessons finally made sense as well, he had fended off a zombie with a rapier from a decrepit department store.
The deadliest threat was their minds. Jun was nearly incapacitated by grief and guilt, while Davis drowned in his soul's tears. Jun had an impossible burden, her parents were dead, and she had to protect her baby brother, so far she had done, in every way she could, having gone so far as to impale a zombie with a javelin to protect Davis.
"Let's go Davis. We need to find some place to sleep." Jun said as she released her brother from the tight hug.
"Okay Jun, then you're gonna teach me how throw the jav-ee-lin right?" Davis responded, his slightly high pitched voice masking his pain.
"Sure thing, sweety." Jun assured him as she kissed the top of his head.
Then they ran, leaping over alleyways, darting over buildings at speed, heading towards a school house three blocks away. Davis was a little bit slower than Jun, but not by too much. He was keeping up well.
"Jun!" He called softly.
"Yeah Davis?" She asked back, coming to a halt on an old corrugated iron roof.
"Over there is a hotel, I think it was empty..." Davis told her as he slid to a halt on the rain slicked metal. He made a motion with his hand toward the building in question.
It was made of concrete, grey and dull, it had a single balcony facing them with french doors leading onto it. No ghouls or monsters were visible, but still...
"We'll check it out, okay, but stay close no matter what." She told him sternly.
"Okay Jun. But what if there are monsters?" Davis asked, fear lacing his voice.
"I'll protect you, don't worry." Responded Jun, a little afraid herself.
They set off without another word. Davis balancing on the metal pipe that would lead him to the buildings opposite, while Jun leapt nimbly from the building she was on, landing with cat-like grace on a semi, before showing the same aptitude by landing on a nearby bus. Another jump put her on the balcony, just as Davis climbed over the railing.
Jun pulled her pistol out of her hoodies' pocket, a Heckler & Koch P7 with 8 rounds in the clip. Davis drew his own SP89 machine pistol and steeled himself for the coming task. They slowly opened the french glass door, unable to see through the blood marks. The instant the door was open they heard a click of a gun being readied. The duo raised their weapons in return and saw a boy, around Jun's age, with red hair and green eyes, he wore the clothes of a catholic priest and held a heavy looking revolver in his hands. Behind him cowered seven children.
"Ah, other's... At least you're not Demons. I'm Paul, it's good to meet you..." The boy said, gun still ready to be raised. He had a slight Irish accent to his voice.
Jun and Davis lowered their aim to. Still ready to flick them up at a moments notice.
"You think you're glad... Hi, I'm Jun. This is Davis. What are you doing here?" Jun responded to the stranger, still with taught muscles, still ready to strike.
"I've led these children here, they were in church when the attack hit. Father Daily held the Demons back with a candle stick while I ushered them out. We came here because of the Gates of Syracause. The army setup barricades to stop the spread of infection. They gun down anyone they see." Paul answered sadly.
"Why here though?" Jun asked again.
"It's the only place we could find that looked safe..." A child at the back answered.
"We can't leave..." Davis murmured to himself.
"Alas, it seems both our God and our own have abandoned us." Paul said to Davis.
"No. My Father taught me that you can only be helped if you're willing to help yourself." Davis spoke. His voice filled with an authority unknown to most mortal men.
"Wise words, but they do not change the situation." Paul stated sadly.
"We need to find a defendable area, we need the resources to hold our ground. We need to be near the Gates of Syracause for when they open and to prevent us being bombed or shelled." Davis listed off.
"Aye, but first we need to find such a place. Then we need ammo to clear the place." Paul said soberly.
"There's a gun shop on 3rd, we might get some bullets there." Jun supplied.
"Yeah, and the Hikkoda Penitentiary is near the Gates of Syracause, we can go there!" Said a younger child at the back.
"Good idea Amy!" Paul exalted.
"So, how do we get the bullets up here?" Jun asked.
Paul answered by producing some rope, and a wooden pallet. He went on to explain his idea of sending out the two quickest to bring back the munitions, while he and the others would create a pulley on the balcony, they would lift the ammunition while the runners returned to the hotel room via the roof tops.
Davis told everyone that they should set off at dawn, so they could rest.
Paul took watch.
A/N: WARNING! WARNING! This will be dark and feature elements of horror, religion and chainsaws. I'm not joking. The pairings will be DaiKari, VeeGato, TaiJun and there will be hints of MimiXTK, Sorato and IzzyxOC.
Furthermore, Davis will not get the Crest he got before. He will recieve an original, totally Benjyboy copyrighted Crest of Nobility.
I will post the details on my profile. Please review. Please. !