The Darkness of Despair - - Inevitability

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own digimon. So don't sue me!
-A Digimon Fanfic-

It had been a few weeks since Arukenimon had been defeated. Most of the digi-destined had spent the time lazing around, and not done much about anything. The fight had taken a lot out of them, especially the digimon themselves. But let us not dwell on immaterial things such as these, but advance into the very hearts of one digi-destined.

That one is TK: Takeru's heart had been overcome with a new sadness, a dolor of loss. Merely thinking about his other friends made his thoughts drift back to the moment Arukenimon had been overthrown.

With the last shout of Good Summon from Goldramon's [A Mega (digi-volution of shokuamon and paildramon)] body, Arukenimon was finally dispersed. TK was busy cheering while standing next to Kari, but so was Davis. Kari held TK's hand as he threw the other into the air with a shout of merriment. Davis took TK's moment of distraction to relieve his glee also. He grabbed Kari by her shoulder and pulled her close to him. She pressed his lips to hers. When she pulled away she had a surprised yet blissful face. "Davis...," Kari whispered. " Don't speak," Their lips connected once more. Kari's hand fell out of TK's.

At this precise moment, TK turned around to see why Kari had let go. His face filled with horror and dejection. "Kari..." he silently whispered. He was at a loss for words. The previous verve of the moment had suddenly been lost to him. He swiftly ran away to the nearby monitor and teleported back to the real world.

Now this had been a new experience for him. Rejection? The thought had never crossed his mind. Of course none of this would have happened if the old Digi-destined had not found a way to recover their crests and tags. The recovery of them had changed all of the digi-destined. Apparently Izzy's Theory about the crest had been true. The different characteristics of the crests affected the people around them. And now, as the digi-destined gathered for another meeting, TK was once again filled with depression.

As he walked into Ken's house (where they were meeting), he was relieved to see that Davis and Kari had not shown up yet. But, to his discomfort, he discovered that they were only, in fact, around the corner of the wall smiling and whispering to each other, exchanging a brief kiss or two. This was the last straw for Takeru. Yes, at other meeting they had had recently he had seen this, but it had gone far enough. HE was the one who really loved Kari, not that jerk-off Davis. I mean, what was he thinking, stealing his friend's girl. That just wasn't right.

"Damn you, Davis," Takeru whispered under his breath, as he left them meeting throwing a glance of hate toward his direction. Kari noticed this and was worried, because Takeru was not one to detest others. She got up and ran after Takeru.

Because TK had started running earlier than Kari did, she just barely caught up to him by a gate. "TK, wait." She said. "What's wrong? Why are you so upset?" she asked as he put his hand against the gate. He leaned his head against his arm, facing away from Kari. He snickered scornfully." You just don't get it do you." He said as he turned around. "Now look what you've done." His voice changed from normal to devilishly deep in a second. His eyes were black and red instead of white and blue. His crest glowed ominously black as his hate and despair grew larger and larger. His crest changed. It became the crest of despair. With great strength he lifted Kari by her neck into the air and smiled hatefully....