Word Count: 3,560/82,250||Chapters: 2/47


I have him! The Digimon Kaiser didn't squeal. He wasn't the squealing type at all. But he could not deny that in the deepest depths of his heart, he wanted to squeal. He wanted to rejoice that one of the more annoying factors of his life to date now would have to do what he said, no matter what.

He had no idea of how long this would last. A tiny part of him wouldn't have been surprised at one of two outcomes: the older Chosen found a way into the world and were able to rescue his prize – an outcome he didn't want at all – or Motomiya himself found a way to escape.

Though if he did there would be vast consequences. Kaiser had already made that plain. There were to be no escape attempts on penalty of unspecified horrors happening to the prisoners. Kaiser already had plans on what those unspecified horrors would actually be.

He'd had something like this in mind almost since the end of the game the day before. There would be revenge. Even better, there would be humiliation the likes of which might even satisfy him.

His first thought had been something along the lines of 'deceive him with Bakemon and tear his heart apart'. That wasn't an inherently bad idea and he'd gone to sleep on it, mind filled with thousands of images of Motomiya humiliated and broken.

But in the night he'd awoken with another idea, even better and more long-lasting. What could be better than a brief humiliation, one that could be forgotten with time?

This. This would never be forgotten. He would grind it into Motomiya's soul and shatter him into so many pieces that Motomiya could never recover himself.

And then he would put the pieces back together on his terms. This would gain him the ultimate victory.

He'd already started it. Seeing the Chosen sealed in amber, seeing his own partner sealed like that, those carved the first cracks. What was coming would make it even worse.

Motomiya said nothing at all, just stared at the scenery as they coursed through the air. Kaiser could see the tension running all through him and quite looked forward to ramping it up. He already had a foolproof plan for how to do that.

He'd considered doing this at some point anyway, but the events of yesterday's game decided on when he would. This would be ever so sweet. He could hardly wait to see Motomiya's reaction to this.

But he would have to wait. At least until they were safely in his fortress.


"This way." Kaiser snapped the words out, pushing Motomiya ahead of him. He wouldn't trust the other to follow, not right now. It would take time to get him into the proper mindset of obedience to his master.

But Kaiser had time to get him into that mindset. So long as one of those other options didn't occur – and he planned to make sure they didn't – then it would happen regardless.

"Where are we?" Motomiya wanted to know, casting around in reluctant awe. Kaiser found the awe quite proper. This was his fortress, after all. He'd designed it himself.

"My home. And your home, now."

Motomiya jerked his head around. "No way. I've got to get back to my family!"

"Why?" A smile touched briefly on Kaiser's lips. "So your sister can spend more time ignoring you in favor of whatever cute boy has her attention this week? So your parents can work and barely acknowledge that you exist?"

He'd done his research after the game. Motomiya Daisuke was a fascinating whirlpool of emotions that he could and would exploit.

Motomiya's eyes widened and he whirled all the way around, taking a few quick steps towards Kaiser, fists clenched. "You don't know what you're talking about!"

Kaiser smiled even more. He kept a reasonably good eye on what was going on in the Digital World, especially where his enemies were concerned. He didn't always choose to do anything about it, but he knew. He always knew. Especially as his empire grew and his spires sprouted up in more and more areas.

"And your friends? The ones who were perfectly willing to break a friendship because you stated the simple fact that you and your sister don't get along? That you, in fact, don't even like her that much?"

Motomiya froze. Kaiser didn't allow it for long, nudging him to keep on moving.

"Given what I know, I see no reason that you should like her. And I truly don't care if you do or not. But there's no reason to rush back there, is it? Isn't staying here much more important?" Kaiser's lips curved a trifle more. "It means you're keeping your friends safe, doesn't it?"

Motomiya jerked back around, his shoulders tense and tight, breath coming in short, angry pants. "Don't talk about my sister. My family. Or my friends."

"I'll speak of what I wish. Don't forget the rule: you do as I tell you to do. And I have not told you that you can give me orders, let alone expect me to obey them." Kaiser rested a hand on Motomiya's shoulder, tightening it hard. "You obey me."

He allowed no further discussion on the matter. Motomiya's reddening face and the words muttered under his breath – mostly involving Kaiser's attitude and actions – remained too amusing for words.

"I'll give you a proper tour later," he said at last, coming to a halt outside of his command room. "You'll need to know where certain places are and how to get between them the fastest. But there's also something else that you need to know first."

"I don't care." Motomiya insisted. "I just want to know how long you're going to keep at this."

That got a slightly tilted head. "Excuse me?"

"Pretending that you rule this world. You're just a kid, just like -"

Kaiser didn't allow that to continue. He struck Motomiya hard across the mouth; not enough to knock him down this time, but it stopped those vile words easily enough.

"I rule the Digital World. There are simply several entities who need to be convinced of this. Apparently you are one of them." Kaiser's lips thinned. "And this, I fully intend to enjoy teaching you."

Motomiya looked as if he were going to say something else. Kaiser raised his hand again and this time the irritating idiot shut his mouth.

Good. He's capable of learning. That will make things easier.

"I think you'll want to learn what I have to tell you, Motomiya. It's something that no one else knows in this world or the other." Kaiser circled him briefly. He didn't count Wormmon in that, of course.

Motomiya spun as well, staring at him. "What are you talking about?"

"This." Kaiser lifted one hand and removed his visor. He'd so seldom done that in this world that there were moments he forgot that he could. He kept the lights low here in the fortress, not really needing to see, having memorized his way around so he could focus on whatever plan he had in mind next.

Motomiya stared at him, blood draining from his features. He shook his head slowly as realization dawned. "No..."

Kaiser all but purred at the shock. This was everything that he'd hoped for and more. Motomiya barely looked as if he could keep himself on his feet.

"You can't be..."

Kaiser nodded. "Ichijouji Ken. You will continue to address me as Kaiser-sama." That smirk flicked over his features again. "Or master. I recognize either one from you."

Motomiya's eyes dropped down, flickers of confusion and fury briefly visible, then they shot back up, staring at Kaiser. A quick check showed that the wound on his leg seemed to have leaked through the bandage, at least enough to discolor his pants. He would have to deal with that. But at least it provided more back up for his identity.

"How could you..." Motomiya whispered, shoulders heaving. "How can you be so..." Words failed him and he shook his head over and over.

Kaiser chuckled before he pushed Motomiya into the control room, settling his visor back on. "You should feel honored. Aside from Wormmon, you're the only person who knows my secret. And you will remain the only person who knows it." A low ripple of amusement escaped him. "Who else can you tell, anyway?"

If he hadn't been so close to Motomiya and not been paying so much attention to Motomiya's bubbling rage, he might have missed the fist that came hurtling toward him. But he saw it, seized it in one hand, and bent Motomiya over, jerking his arm up behind his back and shoving his head downward.

"I'd rather not keep you chained up," Kaiser spoke calmly, enjoying how Motomiya jerked helplessly in his grip. "But if that's what it takes to train you, don't think I won't do it. You are to obey me. That means unless I've told you to do something, then within reason, you don't do it."

Motomiya snarled and struggled, despite the fact he couldn't actually escape. "So I can't even breathe? Or think?" He clearly believed this was a reasonable question.

"You may breathe," Kaiser granted, "and I will instruct you in how I want you to think. Limited walking, as I direct, is allowed, and you'll eat, drink, and sleep only what I give you and where I give you." He still didn't release Motomiya as the other continued to jerk and wriggle. "You do not attack me. You don't attempt to attack me. If someone else tries to attack me, then you will defend me."

Motomiya shook his head, snarling words that weren't entirely sensible. Kaiser didn't care. It wasn't the 'yes' he wanted. He tightened his grip a little more.

"Your friends are in my storage areas now," Kaiser said. "I can show them to you later. But don't forget that I have them. And our agreement." He suspected it would take time before Motomiya really understood what belonging to Kaiser meant. Until then, he would remind him as much as necessary. Be it by the use of his friends or by punishing him.

Not that he hadn't already earned a strong punishment for this attempted attack.

No sooner did Kaiser utter the words but Motomiya stiffened, then slumped, the fight draining out of him. Kaiser held him for another few moments before he stepped back, releasing him.

"Follow me," Kaiser ordered. "Your day is just beginning."


To Be Continued

Notes: Kaiser is a very, very bad boy. And Daisuke is in for a very bad time.