Next Chappie! This one stars Tommy if you couldn't tell by the title... it get's a little dark, but the first few chapters all will... oh well

I do not own Digimon in any way, shape, or form.

Enjoy!

Yutaka Himi was getting a drink of water, he was up ridiculously late trying to finish an assignment for school, and had just stopped for a small break. He was passing his little brother's room when a small sound caught his attention and turned towards it. Tommy was tangled up in his blankets as though he had been fighting something, muffled sob broke from the younger boy and Yutaka realized that that had been the sound he heard before. "Tommy…?"

~~ ICE ~~

Tommy pounded on the ice separating him from his friends, his hands left pink streaks on the translucent wall. Blood splattered on the other side and Tommy screamed in desperation. "Takuya! Koji! Zoe! JP! Koichi!" He slammed his fists against the ice again and pain shot through his hand. "Please!" More blood obscured the Warrior of Ice's view almost as much as his tears. "Please…" he moaned, pressing the palm of his uninjured hand to the ice even as he cradled his other one to his chest. He ducked as the ice shattered, revealing the Royal Knights.

"So here's where you've been hiding…" Crusadermon mocked.

"Cowering while we killed your friends, how kind of you." Dynasmon added, towering over the much smaller human.

"No…" Tommy sniffled, "I wasn't hiding." The Royal Knights laughed. "I wasn't! I was trying to get to them this whole time! I am not just a little boy anymore!"

"That is all you will ever be." Dynasmon snarled, bending over him. "A little boy who can do nothing but get in the way."

"No!"

"Listen to him whine, Dynasmon," Crusadermon cooed, the wrongness of that tone in her voice sending chills down Tommy's spine. "It almost seems a waste of time to dispose of him…" She stared down at him condescendingly.

"I don't see a point in it, he is already broken." Dynasmon straightened and turned away.

"...but we might as well make a clean deal of it." Crusadermon's voice was suddenly dripping with sickening anticipation. "Spiral Masquerade!"

~~ ICE ~~

"Tommy!" Yutaka's grip tightened on his little brother as a bloodcurdling, pain-filled scream broke from his lips. "Tommy please wake up!" Green eyes opened, but they were dull and sightless. "Tommy?" The boy blinked and his eyes finally focused.

"Onii...san…?" Tommy sounded completely bewildered, as though he couldn't understand why Yutaka was anywhere near him.

"Right here Otouto…" Tommy's eyes suddenly widened and he rolled free of Yutaka's grip and his tangle of blankets, barely making it to the garbage can before being violently sick. "Tommy!" The older boy followed until he was kneeling next to the smaller boy.

He remembered the spoilt little boy he used to fight with; Tommy had disappeared for several hours one day about two years ago, sending the Himi household into a mild panic. He had come home late, with a quiet apology but no explanation as to where he had been. Since then Tommy had grown up, he would help out around the house, or stand up for himself at school, and his whining was nonexistent; when he was asked what brought the change he would smile softly as his hand tightened on his cell phone and respond that he was tired of being a little kid who just got in the way.

Now that same boy, who had grown up so much, was bent over a trashcan and sobbing silently. Yutaka laid a hand on Tommy's back and offered the cup of water he had gotten for himself. Tommy accepted it wordlessly and spit several mouthfuls into the garbage before actually taking a drink; Yutaka noticed with some worry that he was only using one hand while the other was cradled against his chest as though it was injured.

"Are you alright Tommy?" Tommy started as though he had forgotten his older brother was there.

"I'm fine. I didn't wake you, did I?" His voice was hoarse, as though he had been screaming much more than he actually had.

"I was still awake." Yutaka assured him. "I was just finishing up a project for school." Tommy stood, still favoring his left hand. "Do you want to talk about it?"

The boy shook his head, in that instance seeming to be far older than his mere ten years. "No. I'm fine. You go ahead and go to bed, Yutaka."

The expression on his younger brother's face stopped him from arguing. "Alright. I'm here if you want to talk, okay? You try to get back to sleep.

Tommy sat on his bed and nodded blankly; Yutaka ruffled his hair a bit before leaving the room. Just as he was leaving he heard Tommy whisper what was probably not meant for his ears: "You'd never be able to understand. Even if you wanted to…"

Yutaka wondered what could have happened to his little brother to make him so jaded all of a sudden. He hoped Tommy would be okay, the boy was starting to worry him.

Like I said, a little dark... Not sure where Crusadermon attacking Tommy at the end like that came from.

Next chapter will be JP, so look forward to it!

**Wayfinder**