Disclaimer:

Hello, this is just a formality, so just go along with it. It's my first time writing, so any suggestions are welcome (Even Flames). So... I don't own Digimon or Star Trek, and I most likely never will. I only own the characters & equipment that I Create. So Please... DON' SUE ME!!

(A/N: This chapter has been re-revised)

'Takato talk out-loud in dream'

Takato think in dream


"No, noooo!" As the young Takato Matsuki tossed, and turned in his bed, in the nightmare that had he had been engulfed in since he first fell into this horror.

Ber ber, beep. "Warning, Slip-core breach imminent!" Said an overly-mechanical voice. "Captain, What should we do!?" Asked a red haired girl, who was about his age shouted. She was wearing a mostly black uniform that had a little purplish-grey covering on the shoulders, as well as a red under-shirt that only shone through by a slit at the collar. Three golden lining buttons lining her collar, she looked more like she was apart of some kind of, militia.

'I - I don't know. Wait, why can't I move my mouth? Am I that scared?' Thought Takato. Seconds later, the young teen heard himself speak, the thing was, it wasn't his voice; in fact, it's tone was a few optics deeper than his, and it had a sense of urgency to it. He had no control over the words that came out of his mouth; not that he really understood what the other ment anyway...

"Bridge to main engineering, prepare to eject the slip-core through the secondary transporter relays!"

"Alright, we'll try sir." Said a disembodied voice. Takato would have looked around for the source. That is, if he had control. But from the looks of it, he was in charge of this place. But it wasn't just him who was doing all the commanding. The red head was barking out orders as well.

"Engineering to Bridge, the emergency beam-out of the core's failed! I estemate containment beach in less then 30 seconds!"

"Breach! What the hell does he mean by that!" He shouted to himself, as once again, he futally struggled to make himself herd. But as he concentrated on finding a way, he felt, strange--Almost as if he could tell what was going ot happen next. As he shook off the felling of Deja vu, the strange person shouted something out; something that made him freeze with apprehention.

"All hands abandon ship! Repeat, all hands to escape pods, and shuttles! Abandon ship!"

'A ship? What kind of ship?' Takato pondered.

"Captain! The core breach has excel-" Said the Renamon that was in the back of the room, as she was cut short by a ball of fire that broke out, engulfing everyone and every thing in its path. Then, for a moment, time seemed to slow down for him, as he watched the fireball slowly engulfed the Renamon; the red headed girl; and then finally him.

"Ahhh!" Takato screamed in pain as he felt all of his flesh burned from his bones. The room, and people around him began to fade. For a moment, he floated in what seemed like an infinite darkness.

"What the hell is going on!?" He shouted. Suddenly, he found himself floating between several million large rocks. A large, crimson figure floated just beyond the rocks. He turned himself around, and looked at what was beyond the other side of the rocks.

"No… I- It can't be!?" Uttered Takato, as he looked into the crimson eyes of a monster. A monster, he had created. The creature opened its mouth, and shot a giant fireball at him.

"Ahhh!!!" He screamed, as he was engulfed in the burning flames. Just then he was awoken by his mother.

"Takato dear, are you okay!? You were shouting in your sleep!" His mother asked him with a deeply concerned look on her face. It was then that he realized that he was in a deeply cold sweet, and that his mother was hanging onto him so tightly, that she cutting off the circulation to his arm.

"Ahh, mom..." Takato muttered.

"What is it dear?" She asked her worried tone.

"...You can let go now." It was then that she realized that she had even been holding on, and finally let go. He felt the circulation in his arm resume, with a felling of pins and needles. For a few moments they sat there in an awkward silence, until Takato's father finally came in.

"Knock, knock. Hey son, are you okay? You look pail."

"Yeah, I'm fin dad." Takato replied, as not to worry them.

"Well, okay then. We'll talk about this in the morning." As both of his parents left the room, he couldn't help but think of a single name that suddenly popped into his head. A single word that he wispered quietly to himself…

"Prometheous."