I'm so sorry for my earlier post with 'despite no reviews' inside... I just forget how to find reviews... I do appreciate your reviews, everyone... Thank you, and I apologize for my stupidity. :)

Anyway, for Zen's review, I think that is one of my major problem in writing. I try to minimize it here. :) I found it's hard to, for example, replace 'look' with 'stare' or 'glance' or else, I don't know the proper condition of using those words as replacement.

LILFOC: some of them will appear... guess who? :D

Continuing the struggle. My first chap was very messy I think... T.T But this one is better, I think *don't be too optimistic, Liana*

Well, here you go. Maybe, I'll go review some fics after this, haha. Enjoy :D

Chapter 2: Metamorphosis

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. It is created by Akiyoshi Hongo and produced by Toei Animation.

One morning, Matt stood up on the edge of Reira Cliff, which was not too far from where he lived with the other werewolves. He sighed a little, although he didn't feel any pain or something. He was totally recovered; it didn't take much time for him to recover since he used to get wounds when hunting, but the ones that he got last time were the worst. Meeting TK was a fortune.

Ah, that angel. Matt suddenly felt a slight pain inside. He didn't know why for sure. He just whispered to the wind, "Hope he will always happy."

In Holy Alba, TK was busy playing in sandbox with some friends. The school was ended soon that day, so the little angels could play longer than usual. They raced to make the highest sand tower.

The school bell rang 12 times, a sign for the sand-builders to stop racing and decided who won. TK cheered. "Yay, mine's the highest!" He jumped joyfully. The other angels let out an oh-my-God-TK-beat-me-again sigh, then handed TK some candy bars and chocolates. They said, "OK, OK, here's my afternoon snacks. Happy pigging."

TK smiled happily while looking at the pile of sweets he got from his friends, but then, he said in soft voice. "Hey, I can't eat this all! Mom said too much sweets make holes in your teeth. Let's pig out together!"

TK's friends froze for a while, then laughed. "OK! So kind of you, TK!" Then, the angel boys sat under a tree and began partying with sweets and stories. But soon afterwards, one by one left TK, as they were picked up by their parents. TK could only smiled and waved to his friends and their parents, although he wanted to cry and asked his own mom to take him home everytime he watched his friends leaving. Nancy was a medical counselor for the entire tribe, so she was sure very busy taking care of the angels, especially the little ones. But she forgot one thing; her own angel who used to wait for her coming. Since TK understood how crazy was his mom's job, he never complained about going home alone, having dinner alone with cold foods, and sleeping without bedtime stories like the other little angels.

"TK!"

An angel girl ran towards TK. Knowing that familiar cheerful voice, TK turned back and smiled happily. "Hi, Kari! I thought you have been home. Where's your mom?"

Kari shook his head. "Don't know. Seems like she's so busy lately, so she can't pick me up," the brown-haired girl didn't care much about it and dragged TK to the sandbox, "Let's build a high tower together!"

"Ah, no more towers, Kari... I'm bored. How about sand castles? I never built it before."

"OK, whatever you want to build, but I must warn you; I'm the best sand castle builders in the entire school!"

"Really? Prove it, then!"

The two tried their best to build great sand castles, but as Kari warned, she was great in shaping windows, gates, and all, so she easily beat TK who only built a high straight sand tower without window or gate. Kari giggled. "How can people enter your tower if there's no gate, TK?"

TK blushed a little. "M-maybe, I can't built it better than you... Teach me how to make gates!"

For a while, TK forgot how painful it was of being alone. Kari used to come in the right time for him. She had charming personality that made TK comfortable through her smile, her laugh, and small games like this.

"Thank you, Kari..."

Kari raised her eyebrows. "What for?"

"For being my friend."

Kari smiled. "You're welcome, then. Sometimes, I see you sit alone sadly when the others go home. I don't like that. I like you to be always happy like now," Kari stopped a while, "Anyway, why are you so sad when you're alone?"

TK stooped. "Ah, just missing my mom. I want her to pick me up for just one time...but she is busy..." he forced himself to smile, "I'm a crybaby."

Kari shook his head. "Missing your mom means that you love her. It doesn't make you a crybaby. You're still a strong angel after all."

"Re-really?" TK said in disbelief, and Kari nodded. Was he that strong? Then, why did Matt protect him when he fainted few days ago? A strong angel must be able to protect himself, right? Maybe, he could be a strong angel many years after, but not now. He hoped that when he grew up, he could be as strong as Matt, so he could protect not only himself, but also the entire tribe and Matt as well.

TK felt a sudden sharp pain on his back, especially around his wings. He shut his eyes and moaned. "TK, what's wrong?" Kari walked closer to him and held his hands worrily.

"Uhh... my wings...hurt..."

Kari blinked several times, thinking. "A sharp pain on the wings... can it be..."

Kari shook his head and quickly put her hands on TK's wings. "TK's wings must be healed first!" she said to herself. A dim pink light came out; it must be Kari's healing power. After a while, TK could move his wings again. "Feeling better?" she asked to TK.

"Yes, the pain has gone. Thank you again, Kari..."

Kari smiled and let out a sigh of relief. "You're welcome. Now, we better go home together before late."

Kari and TK walked home hand-in-hand this afternoon. They swung their hands and sang happy go-home songs along the way. They parted in front of Kari's house. "TK, don't forget to check your wings to the doctor. Maybe, it is a sign of metamorphosis." said Kari while opening the gate.

TK widened his eyes in joy. "Metamorphosis? Is that true? Am I going to change?"

"Don't know. Get a check-up for it, 'kay? I don't want you to be sick because of the stabbing pain."

TK nodded. He knew he would face a painful change when his wings grew, but it also meant that he wouldn't be no longer an angel kid.

Two days after, deep in the woods...

Matt saw his bloody image on the clear surface of a river after hunting and eating his prey. Dirty red colored his cheek, his mouth, his neck, and his hands. He didn't like the look of himself after hunting because of that red thing stained him. That red thing reminded Matt of what he had done; killing, but for werewolves, it was the only way to get fed. They were natural hunters, natural killers, but for an unknown reason, Matt didn't like it.

"I hate my strength." The voice deep inside Matt resounded through the holes in his heart. Matt held his breath, then dip his whole face in the river. After that, he raised his face from the water and washed his hand. "Nah, now much better." He smiled when seeing the blood flowed away with the current.

When going back to his lair, Matt thought about his power. He was the youngest people in the colony, but he was the fastest hunter, too. That was why he got some privileges in colony; because he shared what he caught for the colony, he used to get the biggest part in the feast. But actually, Matt didn't like the sharp taste of bloody prey while the others liked it the most. He didn't know why he was different from the other killer werewolves, even though he was part of them.

Matt remembered releasing some of his preys before this. The last time he released his prey was when he released TK, that blond little angel from Holy Alba. The different little angel who didn't see him as an enemy like the others, but as friend, although TK knew shining holy angels never mix up well with the fierce bloody werewolves.

"If I can just throw my strength and my guilt, than it will be better."

Suddenly, Matt felt a sharp pain on his back. He trembled when he heard a slight voice of an angel, asking for help. Matt turned back and ran. Although he didn't know where to run, but his legs seemed to move involuntarily to a place where the little angel was.

After running in crazy speed for a few minutes, Matt finally found TK being strangled by a masked man near a small lake surrounded by some tall rocks. "Don't hurt him!" Matt shouted while quickly attacking the strangler. TK slipped from the strangler's hand and fell to the ground. "Cough, cough... M-Matt..." TK reached out for the werewolf. Matt couldn't hear TK's voice as he attacked the masked man fiercely.

"Tell me why you strangled TK!" Matt asked angrily, still attacking.

The masked man's hand lit up. That blue light coming out from his hand must be his power. "That's not your business, werewolf!" He punched Matt with a huge power. Matt hit a big tree and fell, but then he stood up.

"Matt... stop... Don't hurt yourself again..." TK tried hard to speak louder. Matt turned his face to the little angel, smiled, and turned back to the masked man, "I'm OK, TK. Let me finish this for you."

Matt realized that the masked man had a pair of white wings on his back. "You're an angel." Matt concluded with a disgusted look in his eyes, then smirked, "It seems like 'the holy tribe of angels' is gone. You're as bad as werewolves, don't you think?"

"Just in your dream, werewolf!"

The fierce fight started again. They both had same level of power. "It won't end quickly, but TK can't wait." Matt turned to TK; the little angel grasped the grass near him in pain.

"Don't look away, stupid!"

The masked man suddenly attacked Matt from behind. Matt was thrown to the lake hardly. "Matt! Matt!" TK tried hard to help his friend from drowning, but he couldn't move too far.

Matt could feel the cold water piercing him. "Damn... If only I had more power... I could...save...TK..."

"TK... thank you for everything...thank you..."

"MATT!"

The drowning Matt opened his eyes slowly.

"PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP!"

Matt smiled. "...thank you for being my friend."

Splash! Matt jumped out from the lake. TK's face lit up. "Matt... I know you can!" he smiled. The masked man was very surprised. "Impossible! The Purgare Lake didn't pierce that dark werewolf? How can it be?"

"Impressed, huh?" Matt turned to TK, "Get your eyes shut, buddy."

TK nodded and shut his eyes. Matt turned back to the masked man. "Get ready for the last blow!" Matt jumped and stabbed the masked man with his 'claw', then threw the masked man to the lake. Strangely, the masked man, who was an angel possessing the same holy power as Purgare Lake, was pierced to shiny droplets even before his body touched the lake.

"Hey, open your eyes. You're safe now."

Slowly, TK opened his eyes. He saw Matt smiled, no sign of blood. "Matt, where is that man?"

"Don't worry, he's gone. Are you alright?"

TK was about to nod when suddenly, he moaned. The pain on his wings came back, this time worst. "Uhhhh!"

"TK, what's wrong?" Matt held TK's hands worrily.

"My wings... I-I'm going to...meta...morphose..."

Matt ever heard about angel's metamorphosis when the colony talked about angel's weakness. The metamorphosis thing was very painful; their new wings slowly came out from their back, replacing the old one. It was just the same with TK. His small orange wings was slowly torn. From his back, slowly came out a pair of mature white wings. TK gasped as he pushed the mature wings to come out completely. He could hardly stand the pain.

"M-Matt...I-I can't do this...It hurts..." TK's squeeze on Matt's hands weakened.

"Don't give up, you tell me earlier, right?" Matt replied softly, knowing TK needed support. Matt knew it couldn't lessen TK's pain, but at least, TK knew that he was here to support.

"O-Okay..." TK pushed again the wings. His back bleed. At first, TK managed to resist the pain, but when half of his new wings had come out, the opening on his back was torn harshly because the wings pushed it. TK squeezed Matt's hands harder. His tears dropped one by one.

Matt could see TK's blood flow to the ground. The little angel was so pale, cold, and shaky. Matt looked desperately in two round blue eyes that seeked for help. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you, TK..." He whispered in his heart, feeling guilty, "If only I can share my power, I'll share it with you..."

The Purgare Lake shone brightly after Matt whispered his hope. The holy magic in the lake responded Matt's hope as a sign of pure friendship. Soon after, some of Matt's power was transfered to TK. Matt could feel his power creep out under his skin. He smiled as TK's wings came out completely after a hard push TK did. "You did it, TK. Great job."

"Th-thank you... It is because of you, too..." TK said wearily. Matt's smile faded when he saw TK's bleeding back. "But you still can't heal yourself..."

The Purgare Lake shone once more, giving a sign to Matt to bring TK there. Carefully, Matt took TK up, then placed TK's bleeding back and wings on the water. TK squeezed Matt's hands once again as he felt the cold water touching him, but then sighed in relief.

"Feeling better?" Matt asked. TK nodded and smiled cheerfully. "I feel very energized!"

Matt let TK stand on the ground. The newly metamorphosed angel looked at his new wings happily and tried to flap it. He flew! "Uwaaah, I'm flying! Look at me, Matt!" TK flew around happily, but fell after a while because his wings weren't strong enough to fly. Fortunately, Matt caught him, so he didn't hit the ground.

"You must practice before being a big angel, kid." Matt ruffled TK's blond hair. TK nodded again enthusiastically. "I will. Thank you for helping me, Matt."

Matt looked at TK, confused. "I'm not helping you at all. It's your own strength."

"But you're here by my side, supporting me while holding my hand. It's all that I need to push out the wings. A big thank you for you!"

The little angel hugged Matt. Matt froze, then smiled and hugged back the blond angel. "You're welcome. Promise me, you'll grow up to a great angel."

"Of course."

Matt stared the little angel deeply. How happy he was when staring that happy boy like this. It felt like TK was his...how human used to say, not friends, but...brother? And TK also had the same feeling towards Matt.

Matt stood up. "Are you strong enough to walk, TK? If not, I'll bring you home."

TK shook his head. "I've bothered you enough today. I'll walk myself, but will you walk with me, Matt?"

"As long as I don't enter Holy Alba, I'll walk with you."

But as soon as they stood up, someone hit Matt's head from behind. Matt fell again into the lake. "Matt!" TK screamed in horror, but suddenly, someone brought him away from that place.

Please read n review everyone :) I promise I will read it and won't miss it like before :p Thank you and see you ^^