Okay, this is my second Digimon FanFic (I told myself I'd finish Reason first, but, as you can see, that didn't happen). I hope this one turns out alright, but hey, sticks and stones may break my bones but toasters will be the death of me...I don't know either. Enjoy reading and please review! :)
Prologue:
Laughing was all around me; in my eyes, in my mouth, everywhere. It was so nice to be heading back home from school today, despite how amusing it was and how interesting the people were in my class. But oh well, nothing lasted forever; I laughed to myself as I pictured Moni-kun and Go-kun's faces if that would ever happen. They would be completely devastated. Ei-chan would probably fall out of his desk or something in sheer joy. That kid was either a real genius, or some kind of moron.
I'd met them the first day of school; I could remember it like it was yesterday, although it had been almost a year ago today. I'd met Ei-kun first since he'd sat next to me in Math; I'd been having trouble in it. Algebra sucks when you don't think about it for a whole summer, and then you get it for the first time in eighth grade... At least it sucked for me.
But Ei-kun had noticed my…uh, 'expressions of extreme concentration' and the fact that I kept throwing out pieces of scratch paper that I'd scribbled numbers and equations all over, and had asked me if I understood number two. I'd explained how I couldn't even get the beginning problems we could do for extra credit. Sure they were optional, but I'd never been any good at Math, and I could use the extra grade points.
The next thing I knew, the odd-but-hypnotizing-eyed boy was kneeling next to my desk, and had already pulled out another sheet of paper to work the questions out on. From that day on, we just seemed to hang around each other every day and in all the classes we were in together. He introduced me to his friends too; I never did meet a few of them though. Moni-kun had wanted me to meet his brother, and Go-kun his little sister.
I'd been going to meet them the day that I'd…'gone missing'.
I was walking, just walking. I wasn't in any hurry to get there, but I was in my heart. I could barely stop myself from sprinting the whole way there; I took the subway instead. Ei-kun had told me that was the easiest and fastest way to get there besides swimming across the river, but he made me promise never to try that. So, the subway it was.
But I'd chosen the wrong day to take the subway. Or at least the wrong day to listen to Ei-kun's always-good advice. I passed through an alley on my way to the station—I always did; this had been my shortcut forever—but something had been different. Not physically per say, but I could feel the heaviness of something abnormal in the air. Something that wasn't meant to be here.
Was I supposed to be here today? Was that all? Or…had I just walked into the biggest mistake of my life? But of course, it had to be the second of all the possible choices. It was always the number two. Why not four for once?
I stood there, one foot ready to move forward and keep going, my arms extended as I took that step. All time seemed to stop around me, everything but me kept going forward, but I couldn't move. It was like a dream, but no dream could send these feeling throughout your soul. This was by all means a nightmare.
Suddenly I was falling. Falling through the air of a world I did not know, a place I didn't recognize to be home. I didn't scream; I couldn't find my voice anymore. It had left me like it seemed my sanity had. They both were gone, and I didn't know what to do. Fear and confusion had taken me over, and paralyzed me.
I hit the ground hard and with a grunt; I wanted to get up, but I could no longer feel my legs. Pushing myself up, I struggled onto my numb knees. If I couldn't stand, this was the next best thing. If something was going to come out of nowhere, I'd like to see it before it killed me.
Something did appear out of the darkness; a long-limbed creature with shredded black, leathery-looking wings folded awkwardly behind him. Strange belts and bands were wrapped around various parts of him, and his face was paler than the dead themselves.
I could barely see him against the darkness; the only things really sticking out were his crimson, bloodshed-shaded eyes and a daunting, dry ginger Halloween face on his chest. I stared up at the strange, deadly-appearing figure before me in horror and somehow…awe.
I'd never seen anything like this being before. Who was this…this creature? I'd never seen this kind of person before; there was no way that this was a person. But…what else was there for it to be? There was no creature on earth that looked like this besides a basketball player, but even they weren't that tall. And there wasn't any other place for something to exist besides earth.
"What…who are you?" I called to it, my voice loud but crackling with fear and the pain that still lingered from falling into wherever this place was. I half expected it to just disappear, and for me to wake up and realize that all of this had just been in my head. Or that some kid had dropped a plant from a window bordering the alley and it had landed on my head. Maybe I'd wake up and I'd see my friends all around me; maybe I wouldn't miss meeting two others after all.
My heart, soul, and mind froze with agonizing fright as something did slice through the air to my unnerved ears. The voice was capturing, it was like a trap that opened when it saw its prey, sprung forward when they got too close for comfort, and swallowed them whole. Bones, organs, and all.
"I am Devimon, but you will call me Lord my dear…And you…oh, I know who you are. No need to give me your name, for it will no longer be the same as it is now. It will change…and so will you. And you will be my own; you will be my newest ally. Consider me…a…friend; your new…master."
I clenched my teeth to hold back frightened whimpers; whoever this Devimon was, I didn't want him to hear me. How was I to know whether or not trusting his words was safe? "I can't trust you…I'm not even supposed to be here. And you do not look like a friend that I have. They have kind eyes, and gentle faces; they wouldn't try to send me to a place as dark as this, or leave me alone with something like you…"
I couldn't keep going; it was too excruciating to think about what they were doing right now anyway. What if Ei-kun, Moni-kun, and Go-kun really were the ones to send me to wherever this place was? What if they'd never been my friends at all? Could they be laughing right now? Laughing at my spontaneous misery?
Tears of thinking that could be the truth trickled down my face like rain drizzled down windows in a mist. What I was thinking had to be true, there was no other way I could've gotten here. Ei-kun was smart enough to send me to some kind of dimension I didn't belong in, he was educated enough to do that. But what about Moni-kun and Go-kun? Had they been in on it too? Or were they wondering where I was right now?
I squeezed my eyes shut, and more tears fell to the dirt below me as Devimon knelt down before me. He held my head in his lengthy fingers, wiping away a few of my tears with a talon or two. I wondered why he didn't just cut my throat; why make me suffer this new, lonesome feeling and the horror of knowing I was meant to die now, when he could easily just slice me into pieces and save himself the trouble and the time?
Unexpectedly, that voice that I'd taken as treacherous and manically devious seemed to switch to one that was of a nobler, moreover honorable toned one. And I found myself listening now, no longer ignoring the fact that his voice appeared to have a…caring sound to it. "Despite the lies that you're making, your love is mine for the taking. My love is just waiting to turn your tears to roses…"
Seeming to prove the point I hadn't expected to be true at all, he gently scraped a tear from the side of my face using his claw. It sparkled against him like he'd just spit-shined his talons. Suddenly he snapped his fingers together against the wetness, and a red flower rose up slowly from within his now clenched palm. He placed the rose-like flower securely behind my ear like my mother used to do when I was little. Had he known that?
Knowing or not, he continued to reassuring speak to me in that voice that was now softer than anything I'd ever felt before. He still held my hand in his black-leathered hands, but now I let my head rest there as he spoke, "I will be the one that's gonna hold you; I will be the one that you run to. You'll learn that my love is a burning, consuming fire that will be the only thing you need when the things you once thought were true reject you in your times of need.
"No, you'll never be alone. When darkness comes and blinds you, I'll light the night with stars, and you'll always here my whispers in the black that surrounds and attempts to choke you like a murderer's victim. Never again will you need to worry about pain, or fearing anything, for I can save you from it. I will never be like one who leaves you uncaringly…like others have.
"No, when the sun fades away from your sky, you'll know I'm never far. You will hear my voice in your ear in the impending night. I shall whisper to you comforts, reassuring things, and you will know…I am your only friend…Your…master.
"I know it hurts now, you feel so lonely and ragged inside that delicate soul all humans have. You lay there broken and jaded; my love is just waiting to surround your soul with crimson, thorned roses to protect you.
"I am the one that has found you, and I shall forever be the one to guide you throughout the rest of the life that you aren't familiar with quite yet. But if you agree to return for my love and concern your own, full-hearted services, and your respect, honor, and loyalty for the rest of time…All that I promise and more will become yours. Will you stay here, in the dark that could eternally become your home? Will you follow me?"
I felt so cold, but so alive, so happy, so…eager to know what he was offering me. Right now it sounded like he was ready to give me the world if I wanted it. However, that wasn't it. If anything…right now I wished eternal condemnation on everything and everyone that had abandoned someone they sought out on their own; I wanted revenge on those that had made me suffer.
A grin crossed Devimon's face; I smiled along with him, receiving that same gleaming…now I knew what it was: An evil, it had an evil spark to it that drew me in…infected me with that same unimaginable feeling that struck you like lightning and thunder. Everything at once, all that was possible to feel, I felt now.
"Your wishes shall be granted…" Devimon told me, that wicked smile that I now knew was to be trusted once again on his features. He stood up from the ground in front of me, and bent over slightly; putting the tips of his claws on the top of my bowed head, he whispered, "This may hurt, but you'll learn it will have been worth it in the end that will never come for you."
His talons almost gently pierced my skin, causing streams of blood to run down my face, neck, and drench my auburn hair before dripping to the dust around me. I squeezed my eyes shut to keep the blood from getting into them and blinding me; I could feel each individual claw rubbing up against my skull, but the odd thing…the strange thing was that I could feel it, but no pain came from it.
"The Touch of Evil…" Devimon whispered to me, his voice turning ragged and quick with anticipation for whatever he was about to do. Whatever he had planned for me to do. But I swore now to myself to be loyal like he'd asked, to give and take whatever and whenever he told me to. I promised to follow in whatever path he took, or whatever way he commanded me to go in. I would do what he wanted, and in return…I knew he'd fulfill what he'd promised for me himself.
And with that, bright light filled everything around both of us, split-second agony shot throughout me; I'd never felt anything like this before. I had never met, seen, nor touched anything or anyone like Devimon, or even this kind of world or night air before.
But…I knew one thing: Devimon had the power to change my form…change me for the better, the worse of all things. And he did; I honored him in the following years for what he did. In pain, in defeat, in victory, he praised and rejoiced in what I'd done for him like he did no other. He intended that I be next to him forever in this world and in the humans' world.
So…he sent me on the mission of collecting as much of the DigiDestined's data as I could. I would've gone and found those who I'd wished to gain revenge on…but I could remember nothing before the transfiguration besides meeting and paying my attention and eventually soul to Devimon. I gave him trust…and he promised that I would soon find those which I wanted to demolish, torture…and take their data if I ever found them.
Don't Trust Me
