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Kenny groaned as he turned over in his side and curled his hand onto the ground beneath him. "I think I drank a lot more than I think I did." He groaned and smiled as he found his head coming to rest against a slowly rising and falling chest. The jacket around him soothed him against the cold breeze which had begun to bite into him and settle into his bones. "Will someone close that window in the viewing lounge please." He murmured sleepily and let out a gentle and content sigh.
He felt a hand gently move through the locks of his hair and cup his cheek before he was pulled closer and hand a pair of arms wrapped around of him. "Patamon... did you leave the window open again?" A familiar voice sighed. Kenny would have been more alert but he simply scooted closer as his hand curled into the shirt beneath him while coming to a rest next to his gentle face. The soft light filtered against his slightly paler looking face.
"So peaceful." Kenny sighed softly with a small smile tugging at his lips.
Both eyes of the boys suddenly flew open wide as they threw themselves away from each other.
Kenny glared defiantly up to T.K as his face became a flustered and bright cherry red. "What the hell were you doing!" He gasped and pressed himself back against a hard tree trunk as he wasn't sure what to do.
"I don't know, I was-"
"I KNOW WHAT YOU WERE DOING!" Kenny screamed. "WHAT I DON'T KNOW IS WHY YOU WERE DOING IT!" He screeched as he pulled his arms around himself. T.K was slightly worried to see just how truly the boy was shuddering and trembling. His clothes were torn... actually the boy was wearing nothing except some torn boxers, and a new cold breeze was beginning to break through the clothing barrier on T.K... how had his clothes been torn?
But now that, the jacket was no longer wrapped around him Kenny was shaking almost as though he was convulsing and T.K didn't feel much better. The sleeves of his shirt had been strangely torn away, showing deep and bloody scratches on his body.
What the hell had happened to him?
T.K fixed the boy with an impassive look as he controlled his own forming and unrestraint blush. "Well, you weren't exactly pushing me away!" He said back as his back pack fell from his shoulders and landed with a grunt. "Heh?" He looked back at Kenny's face as the boy's eyes were locked determinedly onto it. His eyes blurred with colour as he trembled and shivered. "Did your bag just... grunt?" He asked and watched T.K slowly move it behind his back.
"No...?" He said, it sounded more as though a question than anything else.
"I just heard your bag grunt-"
"Can you both keep it down please!" A voice grunted.
"I agree!" Interjected another.
Both quickly took a stance as they readied themselves for anything. "Who the hell was that?" Kenny looked around quickly for any sign of the origin where that voice had come from. His mind was working on overtime. Trying to remember what had happened. All of this was new... or a dream. It could be a dream-
It's not a dream and you damn well know that. His thoughts nagged in his head angrily. Try again you idiot!
HEY! Who are you to call me idiot! Kenny snapped back in his head.
I'm you moron!
Good point.
He paused for a moment.
Remember...
"Are you okay?" T.K asked cautiously as he watched Kenny's eyes closing slowly. The boy's fingers were closing into fists as his knuckles began to become pale from the intensity of his crushing grip on himself.
"Choking."
"What?!" T.K rushed over and crouched in front of the boy as he watched the warm shaded eyelids began to half open.
"We were in the plane and-"
Kenny's eyes widened as it began to dawn on him. "I remember."
-Flash back-
Kenny normally didn't mind flying. He ended up having to do it quite a lot, he had gotten quite used to being in a plane. In first class after all, he had nothing to worry about. He often would just fall asleep and end up having an air hostess come over and wake him up when it was time to get off.
But not that day... something just didn't feel right.
It was before the plane had even began to rise into the air: the sound of the pilot on the speakers had been shaky to say the least. The plane moved smoothly on the run way, but seemed to hitch slightly... T.K had murmured it was probably nothing to worry about.
But then they got into the air.
Kenny could already feel the shuddering.
Every now and then he would grab T.K's hand as a particularly bad shake would rock the plane. "Hey are you okay?" T.K would slowly look over to him and immediately Kenny would pull his hand back and pretend then he never heard the boy or even acknowledged that he had even come into contact with him.
"Y-Yeah I'm fine!"
"What is with you? Why are you always so snappy."
"I'm not snappy!"
"Uh huh?" T.K rose an eyebrow and back away from Kenny's glare.
"I'm not snappy." He said so quietly that he thought the other boy didn't hear. "I'm just." He turned his head and stared out the window. "I'm scared to be around you."
T.K didn't look at him but let his eyes widen on the inside. He's scared of being around people... he doesn't know how to act. He thought inwardly. He was only began to rise out of his thoughts as Kenny gripped his hand again.
The plane began to violently shake as they neared the cloud cover.
It soon came to the point that they had to put on their seat belts.
From there it only got worse.
Kenny's gaze darted around as he began to search for something. "T-There's something wrong. I can smell-"
Some shrieks rose as T.K turned his head and began to realize what had just happened.
Smoke had filled Kenny's nose as the plane was sailing over the ocean. Black inky vapour had begun pouring from the engine and filled the air around them. "Oh my god." He whispered and turned his gaze outside as the clouds had begun to circle violently. Even from inside he could hear the wind battering against them horridly. "What is going on- T.K!"
Eventually the sound of whirring engines slowed to a stop and the plane began to plummet while loud bangs tore away chunks of the metal around them. The roof seemed to almost peel back, strip by strip as though something was clawing at it viciously. The air itself was tougher than a dagger being slowly shoved between the eyes of a tortured prisoner.
T.K turned and saw Kenny's face drained completely of colour as he was watching the chaos erupt around him. One woman directly in front of them screamed as her nails which were dug into the chair, tore away from her fingers and her body was launched out of the roof. His eyes set wild like a cornered cat as he began to lose control of his fear. "Kenny, we're going to be okay!" Hold onto my hand!"
The sight of water and ground outside was coming closer and closer.
"Kenny! I promise you! We're gonna be okay-"
Then came the loud thud and vicious tearing of metal as water poured in around them, but Kenny was distracted as he and T.K lurched forward in their seats and the smaller blonde ending up smashing his head off the chairs in front of him.
It took a few minutes before the spinning room had settled back into a still state but by then water was already up to their necks and still rapidly rising. Kenny could feel a sharp spike of metal sticking into his arms and legs which had already cut quite deeply causing him to bleed rapidly.
They were running out of time.
Kenny ripped his belt away as quickly as he could but it seemed it had got stuck as his chair had jarred. "T.K!" He mouthed over to the boy as his face was sinking beneath the water. He shook the other boy's hand and he pulled violently on his own seatbelt before he kicked out the window which poured even more water in. "THIS WAY!"
He looked over and saw a boy squirming violently in his chair. T.K began to pull harder to try and get Kenny so room so he could break free of the restraining belt. "Now's not the time to be a hero!" He snarled as he tried to push T.K away and through the gap that the window had become.
"I'm not leaving you okay!" T.K mouthed at him while Kenny began pulling as hard as he could with the boy's help again, till eventually a loud CLANG sounded around them and the whole chair fell to pieces.
Though they weren't in the clear just yet.
Kenny's clothes got snagged on a loose catching piece of metal and even with the two of them, they could soon not rip it away so it came to the point that Kenny pulled out slowly of his shirt and slid out of the skinny jeans and shoes leaving him cold and almost bare.
He looked around the plane one more time before his head went under the water.
People were lounged dead in there seats with chunks of metal torn into their faces or parts of their bodies and limbs missing. How had they escaped with minor injuries? Sure there was the fact that he had a few chunks of metal sticking out of his legs and arms. There was quite a bad bruise on his head and T.K seemed to have got a decent share of a few cuts to the face from lose sharp shards of metal.
They had gotten away more than just lucky.
Kenny thought that they had been a lot close to the surface than they were.
But with every kick and desperate grasp through the water to get to the surface, he just seemed to sink faster. The darkness becoming absolute as it filled his eyes. His lungs burning as they were starved completely of oxygen. He could see T.K above him, swimming down with aid of the current trying to reach out and grab his hand.
But his vision was just becoming darker.
He was falling... and soon.
He would be dead.
-End of flash back-
T.K stared at the boy after Kenny had finished explaining and whispering the memory. He didn't know what to say. The look in Kenny's eyes now were just like a shell. "Kenny... come on. It's okay."
"So are we dead?" The boy whispered as he looked around at the large expanding area. The large trees with canopies of almost glowing emerald. The sun shine radiated a halo around every flower or expanding bit of land that was available to it's reach. In the distant T.K could hear the sound of twigs snapping or the faint sound of footsteps in the ground. He knew this area like the back of his hand. He knew where they were...
Which is why he had to get Kenny away from here as quickly as he could.
He took off his jacket and offered it to the boy as he wrapped it around his shoulders and began to pull him gently to his feet. "Hey." He offered his best smile. "It's going to be okay, come on."
"Where are we." He said in a frail whisper. T.K could see it in his eyes. He was haunted by the darkness which he had fallen in. It may take a bit of a while before he would be able to surface.
After all, the route to the digi world was always a bit rough.
But that's certainly where they were. No doubt about it. T.K had seen this place so many times now... it had honestly become a home from home for him. He was so used to coming now that he had even thought about setting up a small home... maybe even a cottage? Something homey and quaint. "T.K Is he going to be al'right?"
"Well let's see." The boy reached over and unclipped his bag.
Slowly a small form began to crawl out and onto his shoulder. It was shaped roughly small like a puppy. With wings that almost looked like ears. A stub of a tail while the top half of his body was completely orange except for his crystal blue eyes. His undercoat was pure white except for his little dabs of black paws. It's blue eyes regarded Kenny carefully as the boy didn't even seemed phased by the sight of the Digimon. "Well, he doesn't look like Katie Hopkins so that's already one benefit." T.K teased.
"Damn straight." Kenny muttered and stared up at Patamon with a new sudden focus. "You... You." He glared pointedly and Patamon flapped his wings nervously as he watched the boy half slump forward with a look.
"Uh...T.K?!" The Digimon looked down to his long time partner, slightly worried by this occurrence and the way the boy was glaring at him.
"It's ok Patamon. He's a bit out of it. The journey here is just catching up with him. He probably won't even-"
"I recognise you." Kenny snarled.
That brought the boy and his digimon to a grinding halt. "Uh... say that again?" T.K stared disbelievingly at the other boy as he almost seemed in a trance state while he slowly moved forward. His eyes cold and merciless in anger and hatred.
"I. Recognise him." Kenny whispered as though the words were nothing but the mere wind. "You looked different...You was taller, like some kind of giant dinosaur."
"No way." T.K stared and let his mouth drop open. Kenny had seen that when he was a kid too?! He had seen the battle! Hang on... He thought. If Kenny saw that... then he must be a-
"They called me crazy." Kenny growled coldly. "They put me away because I believed in you." He glared at Patamon with a deep loathing which he could not control. "I never stopped believing in you and every time they told me otherwise that you were just something in my imagination, I ignored them."
"Kenny." T.K whispered. "That wasn't Patamon!"
Kenny wished immediately that he hadn't spoke as he quickly turned his gaze away from the burning glare which threatened to scorch through him mercilessly. "Stay. The. Hell. Away. From. Me." Kenny enunciated each word which seemed to punch T.K further and further in the gut.
"But Kenny if you're here then that means-"
The boy half turned to begin to walk away and froze as a small golden form fell out the trees and hit him square on the face.
T.K grimaced slightly then watched as slowly Kenny who had cradled his arms around the small bundle began to look at it more carefully. It's body was a large sphere about the size of Patamon though it hand small pointed stumps for legs. Large turquoise eyes and pointy ears which stood out against it's golden fur. It's white tipped tail swayed slightly as it began to regard Kenny more carefully. "Uh hi... I'm Viximon."
T.K stared for a moment as Kenny froze in place. He studied how each of the two just looked back and forth at each other incredulously.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Kenny screamed just as Viximon did and both of their eyes rolled back into their heads before both fell on the ground with a loud. BANG. "Oi vey." T.K sighed and face palmed. Viximon had fallen over the boy's bare chest and now just like Kenny was fainted... though he seemed to be keeping the boy quite warm as it's tail was wrapped possessively around the other boy.
"This is going to be interesting." Patamon nodded.
"How am I going to explain this to him when he wakes up." T.K sighed.
"But T.K! Didn't you hear him? He thought I was a Augumon!"
"Yeah and didn't you hear what he said after that." T.K turned back to face the boy. "'They put me away.' What the hell did they do to him?"
"I have a feeling... that you may be the one who he tells." Patamon rested his head on T.K's cap. "Hang on...T.K!" The Digimon exclaimed and turned his head towards the edge of the clearing.
Both froze at the new sound of the leafs rustling and the ground being stepped into. What was it? A Digimon? What ever it could be, T.K quickly decided that it wouldn't be good.
He didn't know how right he was.