A/N: Okay, this is the second chapter of my latest story, Death of the Digidestined. Title might be changed later, since I don't really like it that much. Anyway, this is the second killing, and this one is much more gruesome-hopefully. Also, we're introduced to my first attempt at writing an OC. *gulps nervously* Please don't hate me for this, people. Like before, if the OC gets too bad, let me know. But try and help me change them, instead of saying "Your OC is bad" One, that is not telling me anything, and two, I'm just going to ignore you unless you tell me what about the character is bad. Can't get better unless you tell me how to improve, can I? Anyway, I don't own any of the characters in the story, barring my OC. And now, to murder! Or at least the story.
Matt sat up slowly, trying to let his eyes adjust to the gloom, before he realized he was wearing a blindfold. He tried to reach up to untie it, but his hands appeared to be tied behind his back. While he was trying to puzzle out what had happened to him, something whacked him across the face, tossing him to one side- or it would have, had he not been tied to something.
Light suddenly flooded Matt's vision, and his head started to swim. A sharp crack to the head with some kind of heavy object cleared up that little problem. Before Matt even knew what was happening, his hands and feet were being untied. As soon as they were undone, he shoved his attacker backwards and tried to stagger over to the door, only to be battered backwards by a series of blows from some kind of staff, or walking stick, or a similar object. It was then that he became acutely aware that he could only see out of one eye, yet both eyelids felt like they were open. Once he noticed this, a dull ache became apparent in his head, and he realized that his assailant, whoever they were, had gouged out his left eye.
"Looking for this, Ishida?" His captor held something out in front of Matt's remaining eye, and much to his disgust, it was his own eyeball, staring back at him from this masked person's hand. He knew he had heard the voice before, but where from, he couldn't remember. Enraged, he remembered he was untied, and started to lash out at his captor furiously.
"Ooh, well aren't you quite the fighter, Ishida? Your friend Davis didn't put up as much of a fight."
"Wait. You killed Davis?"
"Oh, no, there I go again. Ruining the surprise of your death. Ah, well. Come on, Yamato Ishida. Time to die."
This last comment enraged Matt beyond his limit. "No-one but my family can call me Yamato, you sick bastard!" A flurry of blows followed this statement, seemingly from nowhere, forcing his would-be killer to stagger backwards slightly. Matt didn't stop, though, just kept punching and kicking every bit of his captor's body that he could, until finally they fell backwards, and didn't move. Matt could see their chest rising and falling- a female, he thought, but that was all he could tell- before looking around for an exit. Finally noticing a door on one side of the unfurnished room, he ran towards it.
"Come on, please be unlocked!" That was his only thought as he raced towards it. With an almost indiscernible click, the door swung open, and Matt ran out into the night, silently thanking any deity that happened to be listening, before trying to run towards the nearest lit area that he could see, a trail of blood dripping behind him.
"In other news, local singer Yamato Ishida has been hospitalized, after claiming he had been kidnapped and attacked by an unknown assailant. We now take you live to a police conference called to discuss this latest development."
~Scene cuts to police headquarters~
"How do you respond to the theory that this latest attack is, in fact, related to the death of Davis Motomiya two weeks ago, Chief?"
"Let me begin by saying that we are doing all we can to bring the perpetrators of both crimes to justice, and we have considered the possibility that the two incidents may be connected. If this is the case, then we will have a lead on the killer, as Mr Ishida did, in fact, survive, and is currently recovering in a location I am not at liberty to divulge."
"I see. And how do you respond to rumours that this killer is recieving aid from one of your own officers, in order to stay ahead of you?"
"I can assure you, no matter how many films you may haved watched, that this station is not corrupt. We do not accept bribes from criminals. If you had proof of this, however, then the officer who was involved would be dealt with by me personally. No exceptions."
"I see. No more questions, Chief. Thank you."
~Screen goes blank~
"Man, how can they do this? My brother is lying in a hospital, half-dead, and they won't even let me see him!"
"Takeru, calmdown. This isn't going to help anything at all. Plus you're giving me a headache."
"Sorry, Cody. It just... it makes me angry that they won't let me see my own brother. The first thing he'll see will be a bunch of police officers trying to ask him what happened. He deserves to be with his family when he wakes up."
"I know, T.K. My cousin was attacked on holiday once, and they wouldn't even let her mother see her before the police had spoken to her. I know how you feel."
T.K stopped pacing up and down, turning to look at Cody with a strange look on his face.
"About time you stopped making a hole in my floor, T.K. I only just finished paying for the house as it is."
"Sorry. But, I never knew that your cousin- I mean, you never told us much about yourself while we were fighting in the Digital World."
"Well, now that you've calmed down, how about you come on down to the office with me? I need to finish off some paperwork, and I think you'd be interested by where I work now."
"Oh, yeah. That's right, you quit your job as a lawyer a week ago, didn't you?"
"Yes. I realised that if I was still working as a lawyer when they caught this person, I might have to defend Davis' killer. I couldn't bring myself to do that, so I quit. I managed to get a new job, and I'm actually enjoying it a lot."
"Alright then, I suppose I might as well go with you. I don't want to go back to my parent's house yet, and my own house isn't exactly the happiest in the world at the moment either."
The two former digidestined picked up their jackets, put their shoes on and headed out the door, occasionally asking questions. The longest conversation they had was when Cody asked what was happening at his house, to which T.K replied "Davis' son is staying at my place. Social Services wanted to put him in a home, but I wasn't letting that happen. I'm planning to file papers to officially adopt him soon. And while Matt's in the hospital, his son is staying round at my place, too." After they had been walking for about ten minutes, the pair stopped in front of a large building with a giant crucifix in the shop window. T.K inadvertently flinched, and Cody remembered about their final battle against Malomyotismon, shuddering slightly.
"So... you work in this place, Cody?"
"Of course. What, you actually thought that I would be able to work in a normal office after I went to the Digital World?"
They were standing in front of a large shop, with a sign above the door that read, in bold lettering, "Masters of the Occult".
"Well, you did work as a lawyer for a while, Cody."
"Point taken."
The two of them walked in, and T.K's first thought was, 'Masters of the Occult is right! This place couldn't be any creepier if it was Halloween.' Cody looked at his friend's reaction and laughed, which brought the girl manning the register out of her slight reverie.
"Oh, Cody. You're here early today. Who's your friend?"
"T.K, this is my partner in the store, Jennifer. Jennifer, T.K."
Jennifer walked out from behind the counter slowly, scrutinizing T.K's appearance to the last detail, while he took in her appearance. She was rather plain, by most people's standards, wearing a plain T-shirt and jeans, with no apparent desire to look fancy or smart. 'A human-looking shopkeeper, now there's a new one.' T.K thought to himself. She had her hair loose, and wore a small flower-shaped hair-clip in it. The only other thing that was worth noting was that she had two eyes tattooed on the back of her hands.
"I take it you're the one who's brother was attacked and is now in hospital, Takeru Takaishi?"
That got T.K's attention. "How... who are you, and how do you know that? The police haven't revealed any details other than the name, and there's no way you got my full name off the Internet."
Cody laughed at T.K's comment, stepping in between the two of them. "There's definitely no way she got your name off the Internet, T.K. Jennifer's dyslexic, so she can't really read from a computer screen very well. That, and she doesn't even know how to get it to work in the first place!"
Jennifer laughed at Cody, before slapping him lightly across the cheek and walking back behind the counter. "When you're quite done insulting me, Iori , there's a bunch of number-crunching for you to do. Oh, and Dad wants us to head out later on today. Said he had a job for us to do."
Cody grumbled slightly at this. "If it's like last time, then no. No way am I going up against another werewolf without any silver on me. And stop calling me Iori!"
"Um, guys." The other two turned to stare at T.K, who looked like he wasn't sure what to make of them. "Werewolves don't exist. We were taught that ages ago, remember? They're myths, legends. Not real."
Jennifer let out a sigh, turning to face Cody. "See, Cody? I told you your friends wouldn't believe you."
"I never said they would believe me!" Cody yelled indignantly. "I just said I'd like to tell them about what I'm doing now and again!"
Jennifer let out a whistle at Cody's outburst, before laughing. "Geez, Cody, next time, let me know you're PMS'ing!" This brought a flicker of a smile to Cody's lips, while T.K opted for laughing like a hyena. Turning to look at T.K, Jennifer smiled. "Good to know that you can laugh, T.K. It proves that you have a soul."
"O-kayyy. Moving on, my earlier questions still stand. How do you know who I am?"
"I was born dyslexic, but with a little extra sight because of it."
"Extra sight?"
"What, Jenny means, T.K, is that she is what's known as a Seer. They've cropped up through history, whether as soothsayers, prophets, or even just some gypsies. Normal people are born with the Sight, T.K. It happens all the time. The baby is born with two eye tattooed on the back of their hands. When they turn sixteen, their latent potential begins to show itself. The clearer the eyes, the stronger and easier to control the visions become."
"That's pretty much it, Cody. Except the eyes aren't tattooed on, they're part of my flesh. If you ripped my skin off, you'd find that they were still there. And that's how I knew who you were, T.K. I used the Sight. I Saw you, worried about Yamato Ishida, your older brother."
"Forgive me if I remain skeptical, Jennifer."
"Call me Jenny, T.K. Everyone else does. And I can prove it to you, right now. Ask me something only you would know, something no-one else in the world could tell me. And I'll give you the right answer."
"Um... okay. Erm, let me think. Something only I know, something no-one else knows except me? Um...oh! Got it. What was I thinking during the last moments before Piedmon cut the rope?"
"Hmm. Something you were thinking, eh? Clever boy. After all, only you know everything that you think about. Well, give me a second, and I'll find out without moving from this room." Jennifer lifted her hands to cover her eyes, and seemed to be focusing as much as possible. For a moment, T.K felt a slight twinge of pain, then it passed, and Jennifer dropped her hands, seemingly exhausted from something. After a few moments of recovering, she stood up. "Well, you were ten years old at the time, you were in the Digital World, and you were battling the last of the Dark Masters, Piedmon. The one thing running through your head before Piedmon cut the rope you were climbing was "I've got to protect her." The 'her' you were referring to was a girl called Hikari Kamiya, but everyone calls her Kari. That proof enough for you?"
Cody looked at his friend's face, concealing his laughter at T.K's shocked expression. After about two minutes had passed, T.K finally woke himself up from his daze. "But...but you can't know that! Not unless..." He trailed off after realizing what was happening.
"Unless the occult was a real thing? Well, get used to it, T.K, because it is."
"Okay, okay, I believe you now! The occult is real, okay?" T.K stood, looking pensive for a moment. "Can you- can you see into the future?"
"If it was a neccesity, then yes, I could, T.K."
"Then... would you do that? For me? To see if Matt's going to be alright, I mean."
"I knew you would ask that question, T.K. And yes, I will."
Jenny put her hands over her eyes again, and stood silently for a while, before finally she wrenched her hands away, as though desperate to stop what she was seeing. After several minutes of panting and laying on the ground to recover, Jenny finally stood up, worry evident in her eyes.
"Takeru, before I say anything-"
"Just tell me already! Will Matt survive or not?"
"Yes, but-"
"But what? What happens to him? Tell me now!"
"It's not him that it happens to, T.K. It's your friend, Ken."
"Ken? What... what happens? Who did it to Davis? Who killed him, maimed my brother, and is planning to kill Ken?"
"I...I don't... don't know." Jennifer stammered out, before breaking down into tears. T.K and Cody were both supporting her, helping her into a chair. T.K tried to broach the subject again. "Don't know, or won't say, Jennifer?" The girl started to gain control over her crying, slowly settling down until finally she whispered an answer to the two of them. "Don't know."
"You really...don't know?"
Jennifer's sobs had subsided by now, though she did still jump at the slightest thing, and occasionally sniffed quite loudly. "No, T.K. I tried to see who it was, but they know some sort of black magic, and I couldn't even find out any information about them. I'm sorry..." She started to cry again, and T.K sat down next to her, slipping an arm around her and letting her cry into his shoulder. "It's alright, Jennifer. Matt'll wake up, and when he does, we'll catch this evil person." She merely shook her head in response. "No, T.K, they won't. I checked Matt's memory, and about the only thing he might know that's of use is that their voice was familiar, and he think's it might have been a woman. But Davis also thought they sounded familiar. He saw them, but they erased themselves from his memory. Every image of whoever did it is gone."
"Then maybe we're dealing with-" T.K trailed off when he realized how his sentence was going to end. "No!" His sudden exclamation jolted Jennifer and Cody, causing them to jump into theair. "I won't believe it. I can't...believe it." T.K seemed to be on the verge of tears now as well, and Cody was unable to comprehend how things had turned out like this. It was supposed to be just another day of paperwork, accounts, and possibly killing some mythical beastie. 'God', Cody thought to himself, 'how many people can claim that is their normal routine?' Before he had even asked, though, Jennifer had sat on the floor next to T.K, and was trying to soothe the hysterical young man. After five minutes of Cody feeling helpless and Jennifer acting maternal, T.K calmed down enough to speak in short gasps. "I...refuse to...believe this is... one of...the Digidestined that's doing this."
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A/N: Ooh, creepy! Okay, before I ramble on too much, thanks to My Harlequin Romance for allowing me to use the 'Master's of the Occult' shop in the story. This is actually part of her story, 13 Tales of Horror, a Halloween Beyblade fic. It's a very good story, so if you have time, check it out. Anyway, apart from that, there's nothing else I want to say. Until next time, people!
