Disclaimer: I don't own digimon. And if I did, I would be in a big mansion with the tennis courts, swimming pool, and a private island with the airport for those guys from Temptation Island.
Authors notes: A while ago I saw a story that resembled this first chapter so much it was scary. Just to let you know, this is not a knock off because I had finished this when I found the other story. Ask ANY of my friends. I just posted this because I wanted to wait for the updates and new stories to slow down.
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Ken sat out on the steps on his apartment. The sky was painted pink, orange and red because of the setting sun. But Ken wasn't there just admiring the view, he was trying to remember a dream he had the night before. He closed his eyes and thought. It had been about a girl. She had long black hair, and was around the age of three. Maybe a little younger. She was sitting in a newly painted sandbox. And her eyes were strangely familiar. They were... Ken gasped. They were violet.
"Ken" A worried voice came. Ken jumped. He looked up and saw his Mom.
"Oh. Hi Mom"
"Ken honey, what's the matter?"
"Nothing Mom. Just ... thinking" Ken's mother gazed at him and nodded. He watched as his mother climbed up the stairs behind him and go inside their apartment. Ken stood up and wondered who the girl was. After about a minute he walked up the stone steps and went inside too.
"Hey kido. What do you say to a fishing trip this weekend" His father asked as he jumped out of the closet.
"Um. No thanks dad. I have some stuff to do. Maybe another time". Ken retreated to his room and closed the door. Ken's parents stared at the door long after he went in.
"I'm worried about him Mike. (A/n: I have no clue what his parents names are. So I'm not being creative and using the Brady Bunch) The last time he did this, he disappeared" Ken's father nodded.
"I know Carol. I know. Maybe it's just some preteen thing. After all, our Ken has been through a lot. And it is that time" Carol looked at Mike and let out a sob.
"He can't remember. Sam was so much older. Ken was only a child"
"It's not Sam. It's... Diana" Carol gasped.
"Oh Mike. He couldn't remember her. They were only two. And we don't even know what happened to her. Nobody does" Mike sighed.
"I know. I know. But, just maybe Ken does"
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Ken's POV
I leaned against the door with my ear pressed up against it. 'What are they talking about' I wondered. I could only hear fragments of the conversation. Then, two words caught my attention. Sam, and Diana. My parents then stopped talking, and I backed away from the door. My back touched the ladder to my bed. "What time is it anyway?" I said once I noticed how tired I was. Kari and Yolie had dragged me and Davis horseback riding. TK would have come, but he was a camp counselor and today was his last day. I climbed onto my bed and closed my eyes. I probably heard wrong. After all, I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation.
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"No. NO" I repeated that over and over. Sweat was drenching my face. But I didn't care. After all, I was asleep. The next thing I new, I felt an incredible pain strike through my body. I snapped awake and found myself on my bedroom floor. I closed my eyes and tried to think about my dream. Then I saw it, as clear as crystal.
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Two children sat in the park. They were the same age, and looked exactly alike. Just like, twins. They played in the sandbox while the other children ran past them playing soccer, tag, or chasing the ice cream man. It was almost like the children were invisible. The girl brushed her long black hair out of her violet eyes.
"Ken" the girl whispered.
"Ya Diana?" the boy whispered back.
"What's this" she asked pulling a pink device with a mini TV in the middle. Ken eyed the device, it started beeping. Ken's eyes widened.
"Diana! PUT IT DOWN" But it was too late. Diana was gone.
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I snapped out of my day, or should I say, night dream and looked across the dark room. "I have to go. I have to" I said. I didn't know where. But I had to go. I got up and stared walking towards my door. But just as I reached it, I was suddenly overwhelmed with dizziness. I leaned against the door and slid down. "How hard did I hit my head?" I wondered. I closed my eyes and passed out.
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I woke up to some pounding on the door. And screaming. I heard screaming. I put my hand on my head. I felt something wet. Blood. Then my mind adjusted to the noises around me. They were screaming my name.
"KEN. KEN LET US IN" yelled a woman. I stood up and stumbled a little.
"What" I yelled back. They voices on the other end stopped.
"Are you ok?" a man yelled. I rubbed my eyes. I opened the door and looked at my parents.
"Ken honey. Are you ok?" my mom asked looking at my forehead in shock. I stared at her.
"What? Oh. Ya" my mom reached out her hand and felt my cheek. I pulled away.
"Mom. I'm ok," I practically yelled. Mom sighed and walked back out of the room. My dad looked at me and frowned. This took me by surprise; he never frowned at me. It was always a supportive smile. Never anything else. As he walked out of the room, I regretted that. Then I frowned. They kept a very important secret from me. They should be treated like this. I slammed the door. 'I'm acting like the Digimon Emperor' I thought. "I don't mean it," I whispered shutting my eyes.
I walked out onto the balcony and felt the morning breeze ruffle my hair. Below me, I saw happy children running through the streets. I put my hands under my chin. I stood there until Davis came over.
"Hello Mrs. Ichijouji. Can Ken come out and play," I laughed. It's kind of scary how Davis can act so polite around my parents.
"Of course Davis. Let me get him" I then heard a knock on my door.
"Ken. Davis is" But I interrupted her by rushing out of the room.
"Bye mom" I yelled without looking back.
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As Kari, TK, and Davis talked about a baseball game we were going to next week, I sat at the table and stared off into space. I didn't notice everyone staring at me.
"Um. Ken" Kari asked. I looked at her.
"Oh. I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something" I replied blushing.
"It's ok. We were just asking who do you want to win?" TK said smiling.
"Um. I'm impartial" Davis opened his mouth. "I don't care either way" I answered his unspoken question.
"Oh. Ok" Davis said in a goofy smile. He yawned and stretched out his arm. It 'somehow' landed around Kari's shoulders. TK frowned. Before he could do anything, Kari smiled.
"HI TAI" She yelled. Davis jumped up and looked frantically around. TK, Kari and me started cracking up. No matter what, my friends were there to make me laugh. I can't imagine life without them.
"Howdy" a purple haired girl yelled sitting next to us. She put down three shopping bags.
"Yolie. You know you're not still in Texas. Right?" Davis said sarcastically. Yolie had just come back from a vacation in Texas. She was gone for three weeks.
"Very funny Davis" She said. "Did I tell you about the boy I met there?" Yolie started.
"Yes" We said.
"He had deep brown eyes," Kari said.
"A 'sweet' tan" TK added.
"Sooooo muscular" Davis said imitating Yolie's voice.
"And the cutest butt in the world" I said ending it.
"Very funny" she repeated. After we left the food court of the mall, we decided to go see a movie. After all, Matt was picking us up in two hours. The movies are just across the street. The girls somehow got us to see "Legally Blonde". I think it was because, while me and TK were trying to pry Davis off of the snack bar, the girls bought the tickets.
"I can't believe I'm seeing this" Davis muttered as we walked down the carpeted aisle.
"Well, if your addiction to chocolate covered cookie dough didn't take over..." TK started.
"Then we would be seeing Scary Movie Two" I finished.
"I'm not addicted" Davis sneered.
"What's that in your arms Davis" TK asked smiling.
"Could it be ... seven packages?" I smirked.
"NO" he replied. "It's five" We sat in the front row. Davis and TK were fighting over who should sit next to Kari, but she chose to sit in the end, by Yolie. As soon as the movie started, a chorus of snores erupted from the front row. A.k.a. Me, Davis and TK. We stopped… occasionally. One girl (blonde) actually came up to us and said ... and I quote "Will you please quiet down. This movie is so moving and life altering when you give it a chance"
We couldn't help but crack up. I think she left. The movie finally ended and we walked out. The brightness of the day greeted us. Davis got on his knees and started screaming "THE LIGHT!!! THE LIGHT" Until Yolie hit him with her purse. Matt pulled up in his new black jeep. Since there was only three empty seats, and five of us, we had to pair up. Me and Kari shared, while Yolie got a seat to herself. That left TK and Davis. It took them about ten minutes of convincing until they finally got into the car.
They kept giving me dirty looks. We dropped Yolie off first, then Davis. My stop was next. As I got out of the car, I thought about Diana for the first time in hours. I really shouldn't be mad at mom and dad. After all, I don't have any proof that Diana was my twin. Maybe she was just a neighbor who looked like me.
"Ken? Are you going to go in," Matt asked leaning out of the car.
"Oh, ya. Bye guys. Thanks for inviting me"
"Any time Ken" Kari yelled back at me as I ran up the steps. I should ask my mom and dad.
"Mom? Dad?" I yelled once I entered the apartment. Nothing. I walked into the living room. Nobody. "Maybe they left a note" Ken said. He walked into the kitchen, and sure enough, there was a note pinned to the fridge. Ken picked it up.
Dear Ken,
You dad and me went to a charity dinner.
We'll be home later. Don't stay up to late.
The pizza numbers on the speed dial.
Love you,
Mommy.
I sighed. Of course. Mom had been talking about a charity dinner for her work for weeks. Just when I need them most they're gone. I crumbled up the note and dropped it into the garbage. I walked back into our living room and lay down on our new sofa. I flipped on the TV and sank lower into the couch. I clicked on Fox and watched "Scream" until I drifted off into another world.
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Mrs. Ichijouji
As Mike and I walked out of the restaurant, I wondered if Ken was ok. I was actually thinking about him through the whole thing.
"Mike. Do you think Ken's ok?" I asked. He looked at me with his concerned eyes.
"I'm sure he is" he replied. We sat down in our white van. The ride home was quiet and long. We reached the apartments and I literally jumped out of the car. I ran up the steps and into our apartment. I opened to door and ran in. I slowly opened his bedroom door and peaked inside. A gasp came out of my mouth. I ran into the living room in hysterics, but was stopped when I saw what was on the sofa. Ken. I smiled as tears came to my eyes. His hair draped over his face, and his arm was below it.
Mike entered the room and stood behind me.
"I don't know what I would do without him," I whispered. Mike smiled and gave me a hug.
"Neither would I" He replied. "He's our little angel"
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Back to Ken's POV
I woke up under a warm blanket. The sound of birds chirped in my ears. I slowly opened my eyes and saw I was still in the living room. I heard my parents talking again. I sat up to look at them. They were sitting at the table with two coffee mugs.
"Mom. Dad" I said. They looked up at me and smiled.
"Good morning Ken. Would you like some breakfast" Mom asked.
"No thank you. I need to go somewhere" I got up and walked to my room. Closing the door on my parent's sad faces. I got dressed. A white sweater and blue jeans. And walked back out.
"Be careful" dad said. Without looking at him, I nodded. Opening the front door, I was greeted by a cold wind. The air was crisp, just like it was Christmas. I laughed mentally. Christmas is July. You only hear about that on every kid's channel. I crossed my arms over my chest and started walking down the cold streets. Hardly anyone was out. I reached the corner of Kyto and Yatei. A red beetle flew past me. It splashed some water on the bottom for my jeans, and then it stopped.
"Ken. What are you doing out in this weather?" Jun- Davis's older sister asked as she as she poked her head out the window. "The weather report said it's going to start raining." I just stared at her.
"I'm going somewhere" I finally replied. She looked at me and sighed.
"Hop in. I'm not letting a friend of Davis's end up in the hospital" I looked at the car for a minute and finally hopped in.
"Where are you going anyway?" Jun asked. I hesitated.
"The cemetery" I answered. She gave me a suspicious look, but pulled away from the curb, and towards the cemetery. As the song "I Turn Around" came on, she flicked off the radio.
"I hate that man," she muttered. I guessed Jun was referring to Matt. Really, I can't blame her. He dumped her and the next hour, was with Sora. She put on her current obsession... Nick Carter. I rolled my eyes are the song "The Call" blasted out of the speakers. We pulled into the cemetery parking lot.
"Ok. So. Go on, and I'll wait" Jun said.
"I might be a while," I muttered.
"It's ok" Jun replied.
"No. I don't want you to wait just for me. I'll walk"
"Ken. I'm not going to let you walk home. You'll get sick" She was determined. And when she was determined about something, nothing could stop her.
"Ok". I got out of the beetle and walked through the gates. A little flower shop stood in front of me. I took out my money and counted it. I only had three dollars. 'Maybe I could get something small' I walked into the small shop and looked around. A woman came up to me.
"May I help you sir?" She asked. I looked at her. She reminded me somewhat of Mimi. She had pink streaks, soft brown eyes, and a nice, caring smile.
"I just want to get some flowers. What can I get for three dollars?" She smiled again.
"Well, you can get this little bouquet of roses". I looked at the 'bouquet.' It was three old yellow flowers. But behind it, was something that caught my eye. It was a subtle bouquet of beautiful white roses. It was so fresh.
"How much are those" I asked.
"Um..." she said. "Three dollars"
"What?" I asked looking at her in disbelief.
"For you. It's three dollars"
"No. I couldn't"
"Listen, do you want those," She asked.
"Well, yes. But"
"Then take them" I shook my head. "Their the perfect price" I looked back at her. She was like Jun. Determined. I sighed and she smiled. I gave her the three dollars, took the roses and left. I felt really guilty though. The only reason she gave me those was because I was Ken "The Rocket" Itchijouji.
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Sam Ichijouji
January 5th 1985-April 19th 1994
An angel sent from God. He will
Remain in our hearts forever.
I stood at the foot of this grave. Tears were trickling down my solemn face.
"Well Sam, it's been six years today" I said. After about a minute I broke down. "Why'd you go?" I yelled. This had been in my mind for years. Sam, my brother, my guardian. My best friend. "I didn't want you to go Sam. I didn't mean it," I whispered. "I need you" A breeze came and practically knocked me over. I wiped away my tears. The last thing I needed was for my best friends sister to see me cry. I stood back up. "I'm sorry Sam," I whispered again. I set down the flowers on top of the grave and wiped some more tears from my face.
I walked down the grass, and out the gates. Jun was sitting in the car, blasting Backstreet Boys. I opened the door and sat down. It felt so much warmer in there. She smiled and pulled out of the lot.
"Did what you needed to do?" she asked. I nodded.
"Ken, you don't have to be so quiet. We see each other all the time"
"Sorry Jun. I guess I've just been a little out of it lately"
"It's ok" she replied. We pulled up to my apartment building about ten minutes later.
"Bye Jun. Thanks for the ride"
"No prob. See ya later" she replied smiling. I watched her zoom out of the lot. Then I slowly walked up the steps to the apartment. The trip normally seemed so short, but climbing them felt like it took hours. As I opened the door, I smelled something. Oh no. Mom's brownies. She only bakes them when something's wrong. I walked into the apartment and closed the door.
"Hi Ken. I made brownies" mom yelled.
"I know," I yelled back. Before she could say another word, I locked myself into my room. I climbed up onto my bed and closed my eyes. The cushioning below me felt to good for some reason. 'I should open my eyes' I thought. After all, I only woke up three hours ago. But I soon unwillingly fell into a deep sleep.
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Regular POV
Ken sat in the living room rubbing his eyes. His parents just woke him up saying they needed to talk to him. His mom and dad sat across from him.
"Ken. We would like to ask you something" His father said.
"Yes?" Ken asked.
"We want to know why you have been so distant lately" Ken looked at his mom and dad. He shrugged.
"KEN" His father yelled. Ken jumped. He looked at his father. "Answer the question"
"Why should I?! You never answer mine" Ken yelled back. His mother and father looked shocked.
"Fine Ken. What question would you like to ask" His mother asked. Ken hesitated.
"Who's Diana?" Ken's parents sat quiet for a minute. "Well? I asked a question and I want an answer"
"Oh Ken. If you only remembered her it would be so much easier" His mother sighed.
"What would?" Ken asked.
"Diana was you sister" Mike said. "Your twin" The room was silent for a few minutes. But to Ken's parents, it felt like an eternity.
"Why didn't you ever tell me" Ken asked breaking the silence.
"We thought it would be best if you never knew. After all, we thought if you didn't know, well…" His mother trailed off.
"There isn't any good reason" Ken said looking at the floor. He stood up, fists clenched. Ken stormed out of the front door. His father jumped up and went after him.
"Ken" he yelled. Mike grabbed Ken's wrist. Ken turned and Mike looked into his eyes. They were cold.
"You lied to me all these years. You told me I was an only child"
"You are. Diana disappeared ten years ago. You are and only child"
"You don't know Diana's dead" Ken muttered. His father shivered at the word 'dead'
"Ken" his father argued. But it was to late. Ken had ran into the fog, and out of site.
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Ken ran down the dark, misty streets of Tamachi. He didn't know where he was going. And quit frankly, he didn't care. Ken just knew he wanted to get away from his parents. He ran onto the intersection. A light started coming towards him. Just then, a terrible memory came back to Ken.
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Flashback
I was around the age of three. I stood helpless in the street of a intersection. The same one I am in now. A truck came speeding towards me. I was frozen to the spot. All I could do was stare, knowing it was all going to be over soon. My mom stood on the sidewalk, her mouth dropped in horror. Sam ran into me, pushing me out of the way. My side banged against the end of the sidewalk. I lived, but… Sam didn't. He was gone. Gone, forever…
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End Flashback
'Sam ended his life to save me. And now, he died for nothing.' Ken covered his eyes as a blinding light surrounded him.
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I love cliffhangers. They're a writer's best friend. Please R&R. I want to update. But I'm not going to Until I have 5 reviews. Sorry about Mike and Carol. I was watching re-runs of the Brady Bunch.