"I'm Not the Damsel in Distress Type"
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Now, for most people, being attacked and tied up would be a terrifying experience.
For Davey, however, this was the fourth time it had happened to her.
The only difference about this time is that it wasn't happening in the Digital World.
It was happening on Earth and she was dealing with a stupid human who thought he was some kind of badass.
Growling and cursing behind the gag, Davey rolled onto her back and tried to stand up so she could make her way upstairs and have DemiVeemon digivolve.
It probably wasn't right to have a Digimon attack a human, but considering the fact that said human had broken into her home and attacked her, Davey really didn't care about morals at the moment.
Especially since she was attacked in her own home and had been tied up like a pig.
Needless to say, she was very pissed off.
She stopped her movement when two people walked into the kitchen.
One was the man who had attacked her and the other was a woman who was wearing the same mask as him.
"You gagged her?" The woman asked.
"I had to make sure she didn't make any noise to warn the others." The man explained.
Walking over to the girl, the man reached out to pick her up, but she swung her legs and kicked him in the knee making him cry out.
"Ah, bitch!" He cursed.
He pulled out a knife from his jacket and moved to stab her, but was stopped by the woman who grabbed his arm.
"No, stop! We have to wait until Fiona says its time. We can't mess this up. Everything has to go the exact same way as it did before. Everything needs to be perfect." The woman reminded.
Glaring down at Davey, who was meeting his gaze head on with an enraged look of her own, the man huffed as he pocketed his knife.
"Fine, but when it comes down to it, I'm killing this one." He said.
Grabbing Davey by the hair, he started to drag her into the living room where Violet and Vivien were both tied up onto chairs.
A second woman was standing there watching over them and turned her head to address them.
"We have a spare." The second woman reported.
Looking over at the two other intruders, Vivien and Violet's eyes grew wide at the sight of Davey being dragged into the room by her hair.
"We'll make use of her. Tie her up with the other two." The first woman, Fiona, ordered.
Doing as they were told, the duo set Davey onto the chair between her aunt and cousin who gave the Japanese girl worried looks, but were also exchanging fearful gazes from what was happening.
"I have money. Please, just take anything." Vivien begged for the safety of her family.
"We're not here to rob you. Masks off." Fiona told the others.
All three then removed their masks and the three family members were stunned to see Bianca, one of Ben's newest patients, was with the group.
"The transcript was very clear. The nurses saw R. Franklin; he had nothing to hide. Twelve minutes." Fiona said as she checked her watch.
"Then the fun begins." Bianca grinned.
The blonde woman looked and sounded far too much like a child who was about to head off to the amusement park with her friends instead of hurting three innocent people.
It made the Harmon-Motomiya women worry over the mental state of the three intruders and what they were capable of.
"I have a surprise for you." Fiona announced to her friends.
In her hands she held a bag and from it she pulled out what appeared to be some type of bowl that made the man grin in awe.
"No way." The man, Dallas, exclaimed softly.
"I got it on eBay. Authenticated. It's the one he used to bash Maria." Fiona explained.
Eyes moving between the group, Davey noticed that the three people seemed to be very obsessed with things being done perfectly and Fiona was the leader of the team.
"Let me see it. Holy shit. Can feel the energy in this. This is bitchin'." Dallas grinned as he held the bowl.
"Who goes first? Which one is Gladys?" Bianca asked as her blue eyes roamed over the trio of women who were staring at them.
Squinting her eyes at the three women tied up in front of her, Fiona then pointed her knife at Davey which made the Japanese girl glare while Vivien and Violet both grew worried.
Leaning over, Fiona then cut the gag off of Davey and then cut off the ropes that tied her up.
Instead of moving to attack the woman, who still had her knife, Davey met her gaze head-on with a fearless look which confused Fiona as she stepped away.
With that done, Bianca threw a nurse's uniform at her and Davey caught it, an unamused expression on her face.
"And why the hell should I put this shitty costume on?" She asked.
She had faced creatures such as Kimeramon, MaloMyotismon, Cherubimon and Diaboromon without flinching.
A group of humans with some sick fetish were not going to scare her.
If anything, they were pissing her off with every second they stood in front of her thinking they were in any way menacing.
"You have to. Everything has to be perfect." Bianca insisted.
"Perfect for what exactly?" Davey asked.
"You'll see. Now, take your clothes off!" Dallas yelled as he reached over and grabbed the strap of Davey's top.
Eyes flashing gold when her strap was ripped off, Davey glared at Dallas and thrust her arm forward, punching him in the mouth making the man cry out as his hand held his jaw.
"Fuck off!" Davey yelled.
Being hit by the girl, Dallas was about to charge at her and wrap his hands around her neck, but he was stopped by Fiona and Bianca who pulled him back.
They didn't need their plans for the night to be ruined simply because the stupid man couldn't control his temper.
"Davey!" Violet cried out.
"Put it on me!" Vivien yelled as she tried to protect her niece.
"Mom/Aunt Viv!" Violet and Davey both protested.
Pulling Dallas back and giving him a warning look, Fiona then turned her attention back onto the two scared Harmons and the furious Motomiya.
"Oh, you'll all be wearing uniforms. He had a bad experience with the mercury in a broken thermometer. That's why he took Gladys upstairs and drowned her in the tub." Fiona said.
Twirling her knife in her hand, Fiona looked away from the glaring Davey and turned her attention onto Vivien who was glancing over at Violet in worry.
"And you, Maria, he saved you for last." She told the adult.
Turning her head over to Violet, the brunette smirked and used her knife to brush back a lock of her hair from her face which made the 16 year old shudder in fear at the promixety of Fiona.
"As for you, you're an extra. But don't worry, we'll find something special to do to you." Fiona grinned.
"R. Franklin was the first. Before Manson. He changed the culture. We're paying tribute to him." Bianca said.
"We're not going to be part of your reenactment." Vivien told them feeling highly disgusted by the trio.
"Put this on. You won't like it if I have to make you." Fiona said as she held the uniform out to Davey.
Mind racing with an idea on how to deal with the group, Davey's eyes roamed around the intruders/aspiring serial killers and she took the uniform in her hands.
Then, she slowly stood up and she remembered how important it was to the trio to have everything be perfect for the reenactment.
"You guys really want everything to be exactly the same as that night, huh?" She questioned.
"Every single last thing. The uniforms, the people, the time, the weapons." Bianca listed.
"What about the tub?" Davey then brought up.
Heads jerking up, Violet and Vivien gave the girl confused looks while Dallas, Fiona and Bianca frowned at the burgundy haired teen.
"Does the tub have to be the exact same one that was used for the drowning?" Davey asked.
"Yes, it does. It has to be the tub on the second floor bathroom." Fiona told her.
Wondering if she would be able to get to make this work to her advantage, Davey then smirked as she decided what her next move would be.
"Well, I hate to put a kink in your plans, but that isn't the right tub." She crossed her arms.
"What are you talking about?" Dallas demanded.
"The original tub for the house isn't up there anymore." Davey said.
Meeting the confused eyes of her cousin, Davey gave her a look to join in on the conversation and Violet confirmed what the older girl was saying.
"It's true. My parents totally remodeled the upstairs bathroom. Isn't that right, Mom?" Violet asked as she looked over at her mother.
Unsure of what the girls were planning, Vivien licked her lips and saw the way the trio were staring at her for a confirmation.
"Yes. The tub was filthy and unable to be used, so my husband had it carried out of here. It was replaced with a new one." Vivien explained.
"Then where is the original tub?" Fiona demanded.
"It's in the basement. I can even show you if you want." Davey smirked at the woman.
She had the upperhand now and was going to take advantage of this.
Her plan was to lead Fiona down into the basement and lock her up downstairs so she could call for DemiVeemon and have him digivolve to stop the other two.
"This is bullshit! How do we even know they're telling the truth?" Dallas ranted.
"It's a claw foot tub with a rusty faucet. Go check." Violet spoke up.
Jaw clenched, Fiona checked her watch and saw that they had enough time for her to go downstairs and check it out.
"Fine. You're coming with me." Fiona said.
Grabbing Davey by the arm, she moved the girl to stand in front of her and held her knife against her back.
"You two stay up here and watch the others. We're not starting anything until I get back. Understand?" Fiona commanded the other two.
Bianca nodded eagerly at the woman while Dallas frowned, but gave a sharp nod of agreement.
"Now, show me where the basement is." Fiona ordered.
Nodding, Davey started walking in the direction of the basement with Fiona following her, leaving behind her aunt and cousin who were safe until the leader gave her orders.
Bianca and Dallas were far too much like obedient dogs and wouldn't act without their master's orders which was convient for Davey, but also pathetic in her opinion.
Making her way over to the basement, Davey pulled the door open and stepped to the side to reveal the dark room to Fiona who glanced inside.
"Here it is. Go on down and check it out for yourself." Davey gestured.
"And take the chance of you slamming the door shut and locking me down there? No way. You first." Fiona held her knife up.
Knowing that she was going to have to do things the hard way, Davey walked down into the basement, ignoring the memories of what happened last time she was down here.
Images of Thaddeus appeared in her mind and she reminded herself that he wasn't really a monster, but a child that Tate had convinced to dress up and scare Leah.
Still, walking down into the darkness of the basement, Davey couldn't help but to feel uneasy and she felt a strange aura that resided in the large room.
"You'd better not be messing with me." Fiona warned.
"It's down here, around the corner." Davey insisted.
Walking a bit further into the dark room, Davey then decided to act and quickly turned around, using her right arm to grab Fiona's and twisted it to make her drop the knife.
Once that was done, Davey thrust her palm forward to hit Fiona in the face and quickly dropped to the ground, sticking her leg out and sweeping it under the woman's legs.
Stunned by the attack, Fiona wasn't able to deffend herself and she fell to the ground which allowed Davey to quickly run off towards the stairs.
Before she could get far, Fiona grabbed her leg and pulled her back onto the ground.
Yelping, Davey turned to glare down at the woman with glowing gold eyes which made Fiona gasp in shock.
"What the hell is wrong with your eyes?" She demanded.
Unsure of what the woman meant, Davey lifted her other leg and kicked Fiona across the face, making the woman cry out in pain as her nose began to bleed.
Wrenching her leg out of the woman's grasp, Davey quickly pulled herself into a standing position and gave Fiona a second kick the face, making sure she wouldn't be able to follow her.
Seeing Fiona lying on the ground, whimpering in pain as she held her face, Davey took off running towards the stairs as fast as she could.
Running up the steps, Davey hit the light switch to hide herself in the shadows as she escaped up into the kitchen and she closed the door behind her, locking it.
With that ordeal done, she then made her way over to the door in the kitchen and unlocked it, sneaking outside.
Shaking off her surprise, Fiona stood up and grabbed her knife, frantically searching for where the berry haired teen had run off to.
"Where are you?!" Fiona yelled into the darkness.
"Over here, you stupid bitch!" A male voice called out to her.
Following the sound of the voice, Fiona found a light illuminating Tate who stood beside the claw foot tub that had been filled with fresh water.
Glaring at the woman, enraged that she had threatened Davey's life, Tate then gestured to the tub with his hand.
"I've already filled it with water for you." He informed.
Cautiously making her way towards the tub, Fiona stared down into it to find the body of a woman was already inside.
As she stared down into the tub, Tate slowly began to give a wicked smile as he backed away from Fiona, allowing someone else to deal with the woman.
Outside, Davey was throwing rocks at her own bedroom window and soon enough, DemiVeemon crawled over to it and saw his human down in the yard, so he opened the window to see what she was doing.
"Davey, what's going on? Why are you throwing rocks at your window?" He asked.
"There are people in the house trying to kill us." She informed.
Shocked by this information, DemiVeemon then jumped out of the window and was covered with yellow light.
"DemiVeemon digivolve too... VEEMON!"
Landing perfectly on his feet, Veemon gave his human a serious expression.
"What do we do?" He asked the girl.
"We have to save Vivien and Violet. I managed to lock one of the killers in the basement, but the other two have Vivien and Violet tied up in the living room. We have to go save them now." Davey said.
"Do you have a plan?" Veemon asked.
"Yes. We're going to kick their asses, lock them up and call the cops." Davey placed her hands on her hips with a hard expression.
The girl was boiling over with rage and wanted nothing more than to deliver a beating to the people who had attacked her loved ones.
Fighting off the urge to face-palm at the plan his human came up with, Veemon had to remind himself that Davey's ideas, even if they were very simple and impulsive, always worked.
"Works for me. Let's go." Veemon agreed.
Sneaking back into the house, the duo made their way through the kitchen, Davey grabbing a knife and frying pan for weapons.
"Fiona, is it time yet?" Dallas called through the house impatiently.
Not wanting to wait any longer, Dallas then started to make his way into the kitchen.
"What the hell is taking so long? Fiona!" He yelled into the kitchen.
Not hearing the woman respond, Dallas turned back to look at Violet and Vivien, both women praying that Davey was safe and had managed to escape so she could get help.
"Screw this. Let's just kill them." Dallas growled as he pulled out his knife and started walking over to the Harmon women.
Violet leaned back in her seat, fearful of what was going to happen while Vivien was struggling to get free from her bonds.
"Wait, we need to wait for Fiona. She told us we have to kill them all at the same time." Bianca protested.
"I don't give a shit. I just wanna kill these bitches." Dallas exclaimed.
While their backs were turned, Davey snuck into the room and walked up behind Bianca and swung the frying pan, bashing the blonde over the head with it.
The noise caught the attention of Dallas, Violet and Vivien who all turned to find Davey standing above Bianca and she kicked the woman in the stomache to make sure she was out cold.
"What are you doing here? How'd you get away from Fiona?" Dallas demanded.
"I deal with monsters on a daily basis. You think three losers like you could beat me? Guess again." Davey taunted.
Crying out, Dallas then rushed at Davey, but he was tackled to the ground by Veemon.
At the sight of the blue dragon standing in his chest, Dallas screamed in fear.
"What are you?!" He shouted.
Lifting his hand that had the knife, Dallas tried to stab Veemon, but the dragon caught his arm and gave a sharp twist, breaking the man's wrist causing him the scream in pain.
While this went on, Davey tied up Bianca to make sure she wouldn't attack them if she woke up too soon.
Jumping off of Dallas, Veemon then grabbed him by the arm and used his hidden strength to throw the man into a wall.
Grabbing the frying pan that had been tossed aside, Veemon then charged at Dallas when the man stood up and hit him across the face with the kitchen tool, watching as the man dropped to the floor.
"That's what you get for coming into my house, punk." Veemon huffed.
Making her way over to her family members, Davey used the knife she had to cut them loose.
"I can't believe you guys did it. You really beat them." Violet sighed in relief.
"I don't do the whole damsel in distress thing. These guys are lucky I didn't give them a worst beating for what they tried to do to us." Davey said.
As soon as the two women were cut free, Vivien pulled her daughter and niece into her arms, kissing their heads and sending a prayer up to the heavens that they were safe.
"I'm just so happy that you two are safe. That all of us are safe." Vivien sighed.
Not fighting the embrace, Violet melted into it and took comfort from her mother and cousin, happy that they had survived a night that could have ended in murder.
"What do we do about them?" Violet asked nodding her head at Dallas and Bianca.
"We get them down to the basement. Come on." Veemon said as he began to drag Dallas' body.
Davey helped Veemon carry Dallas' body while Violet and Vivien worked together to carry Bianca over to the basement.
When they had the duo locked downstairs, the family quickly rushed to the front door and found the phones that Bianca had stolen and rushed outside to call the police.
(Afterwards...)
The police had arrived and went to check on the intruders who were locked up in the basement, but had to report to the women that the trio had escaped while they were waiting outside.
Searching the perimeter and making sure that the killers were gone, the police allowed the teenagers to return to their rooms after the fiasco and Vivien stayed to speak with them, explaining what had happened to the men.
Making sure that Violet was comfortable, Davey stayed with the girl until she fell asleep and made her way towards her room with Veemon at her side.
Opening the door to her room, Davey was stunned to find Tate sitting on her bed, his face covered in tears and his eyes red from the crying he had done.
The sight of the crying blond made Davey's heart ache.
"Tate, what are you doing in here? Why are you crying?" She asked the boy.
Head picking up at the sound of her voice, Tate quickly shot up from the bed and ran over to the girl, pulling her into his arms and holding her against his chest tightly.
He started sobbing into her shoulder, his entire form shaking.
Backing away from the duo, Veemon shut the door and watched as Davey wrapped her arms around Tate, confused as to how he snuck inside without the police noticing him.
"Tate, what's wrong?" She asked as she ran her fingers through his curly hair.
"I-I heard the sirens. They woke me up. I had to see what was wrong. I overheard the cops say that some people tried to k-kill you. I was so scared! I thought I lost you. I almost did." Tate sobbed.
Feeling her heart go out to the boy who sounded so broken, Davey continued to run her fingers through his hair and held him, allowing him to cry as much as he wanted.
"Um, I'm gonna go keep on eye on Violet." Veemon said.
Nodding at her partner, Davey watched as Veemon left the room and closed the door behind him.
He may not be very sure about Tate's mental state, but Veemon was able to tell that the breakdown he was having was real.
The poor boy had genuine feelings for Davey and he had been devastated when he thought something had happened to her.
Walking into Violet's room, Veemon climbed up into the girl's bed and pulled the covers up around her and settled down at the foot of her bed to rest.
He would watch over her for the night and would put his trust in Tate to take care of Davey.
Back in Davey's room, she was still hugging Tate and took comfort in having the boy's arms wrapped around her after the exhausting event of the night.
Sniffling, Tate then lifted his head from Davey's shoulder and pulled back to stare down into the girl's face.
His angel's beautiful face.
He had been so close to losing her, but she had managed to save herself and her family.
"Tate?" She whispered curiously when she saw him staring down at her with an unrecognizable look in his dark eyes.
Placing a hand on the side of her face, Tate then ducked his head down and placed his lips over Davey's.
Gasping in surprise at the sudden jolt she felt pass through them from the contact, Davey remained frozen as Tate pressed his mint flavoured lips harder against her own, trying to dominate her mouth.
Taking her time to think over how she felt, she found that she enjoyed the taste of Tate and the way his lips felt against hers.
Out of all the people she had met, he was the one she felt the most safe and content with.
Even if he did have some psychotic tendencies, she still loved being around him and felt the most at ease when he was around her.
If she was being honest with herself, she did have feelings for the American and wouldn't mind if they did take a further step forward in their relationship.
In an almost shy manner, she added slight preasure and pushed her lips against Tate's and he moaned happily as he felt her respond to the kiss.
When she had stood frozen as he kissed her, he had been afraid that he had overstepped his boundaries and she would reject him.
His fears had evaporated when he felt her shyly return his kiss and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her breasts into his chest, which he was sure wasn't intentional.
He felt like he was drowning in her essence; a light was shining through the darkest parts of his mind and leaving behind only good memories.
Perhaps he was wrong about him being the Devil who would corrupt this beautiful angel.
It seemed like the angel was the one who was purifying him, washing away the hate and pain inside of him and he was willing to let her cleanse him if it meant he would always have her at his side.
Hands moving down to her back, Tate pulled Davey closer to his body and began to run his tongue along her bottom lip, asking her to open her mouth and allow him entrance.
Moaning at feeling the hands gliding down her body, Davey's lips cracked open and Tate took that moment to slip his tongue inside.
Flicking his tongue against hers, he coaxed her into taking the kiss even further and the girl melted into his arms as her nails dug into his shoulders, causing the boy to groan as he lifted the back of her shirt up to touch her soft skin.
Suddenly feeling the energy drain from the experience of the night, Davey slowly pulled away from Tate and the blond leaned forward, following her lips.
"Tate," She said making him open his eyes.
"What? What is it?" He asked looking worried.
Had he done something wrong?
"As much as I'd like to continue doing this, I'm tired and just want to sleep right now." She told him.
Staring down at the girl and seeing how she was having a difficult time keeping her eyes open, Tate nodded in understanding.
"Okay. I get it. It's been a long night and you need your rest." He said.
"Yeah." She nodded.
Before she could say anything else, Davey gasped when she felt Tate lift her up into his arms and carry her over to the bed.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" She asked, blushing as she clung to his shoulders.
"You said you wanted to sleep." He reminded.
Setting her down in bed, Tate then pulled her shoes off and set them down on the ground.
Kicking off his own shoes, Tate then sat down on the bed beside the girl who was watching him curiously.
"I'm staying here to watch over you. Those freaks might come back and I'm not letting them hurt you." He vowed.
Pushing back her annoyance of being coddled, but also feeling touched that someone showed this much consideration for her, Davey pulled Tate down onto the mattress with her and rested her head on his chest.
Lying there on the bed, Davey listened to the sound of Tate breathing and felt herself being lulled to sleep as he ran his fingers through her hair.
This was the type of attention she had always secretly craved from someone, but didn't think she would ever receive because she was bipolar and didn't think anyone would want to deal with her mentality.
"Thanks for staying." She whispered.
Kissing the side of her head, Tate pulled the girl into his chest and smiled as he felt her drift off into a slumber.
"I'll always be here for you, Nia." He whispered to her.
Nuzzling his head against Davey's, Tate grinned down at her as she clung to his body and her leg was thrown across his waist as she slept in peace.
He would watch over her for the night and keep her safe from any harm.
Closing his eyes and settling back, Tate failed to notice the golden aura that surrounded Davey's body as she dreamed peaceful and happy thoughts.
To be continued...