The Ring of Despair, part 7
The vampire-like Digimon turned around as he heard the voice, and stared down at his newest warrior, Serphramon. The boy (or Digimon) stood there confidently, smirking broadly.
Myotismon narrowed his eyes. What do you want, Serphramon?
Oh, nothing really. Serphramon answered. I just don't want to stay in a little child's body.
What are you saying? Myotismon asked, a sudden worried feeling coming over him. He knew that Serphramon was extremely powerful, but nothing could reverse the Ring of Despair... unless, he wasn't going to reverse it...
Hold still, vampire-boy. Smirking, Serphramon brought out the digimon and Crest of Knowledge that the Digidestined boy owned. A beam of purple light shot out from the Crest, and enveloped Myotismon. Myotismon gasped as he realized what was happening.
The small boy suddenly was wrapped in pure blackness, the only things not changing were his eyes, that were already black. The black light shot out at Myotismon, and into his eyes. Suddenly, Myotismon felt another presence in his mind.
I am not a fool. Serphramon's voice said, startling the once powerful digimon. Your body is much better for attacking than that little boy's.
Myotismon realized what was happening with a sudden chill. Serphramon had used the Crest of Knowledge to transport himself into Myotismon's body. Since he was a digimon, Myotismon could still see what Serphramon was looking at. And now, Serphramon was looking at the collapsed Digidestined child.
Mustn't let him stay, right Myotismon? Serphramon said to him, gloating. As much as Myotismon despised the Digidestined, he suddenly wished that the boy was strong enough to run and tell his friends. But the child -Izzy- was unconscious and unaware of the coming danger.
Serphramon grinned with Myotismon's mouth, and aimed straight at the small orange-shirted child, limp on the ground. Crimson Lightning!
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Kari looked up as she saw Moramon flying off in a different direction than Lillymon. Hey, Moramon! Where are you going?! Kari shouted at her, curious.
Moramon looked down at Kari, her red eyes calm and wise. I have a reason to leave, young Hikari. Protect Takeru.
Kari asked, confused at that statement. Protect T.K.? Why?
Moramon smiled in a peaceful manner. Protect Takeru, Hikari. If you need, ask Aleahmon. With that last comment, Moramon flew swiftly off, towards Myotismon's castle. Kari frowned. How did she know the exact direction to go?
Kari felt a sudden grasp on her wrist, and she looked up into the concerned face of her brother. Tai was breathless and looking extremely worried, and he said to her, Kari, let's go this way.
Why, Tai? Kari asked, eyes wide. This was getting way to confusing. First Moramon went off towards Myotismon's castle without them, and now, Tai was going to go off in another direction, instead of Myotismon's castle as they had first agreed on?
Tai's voice wavered slightly. Because Matt went that way, and he might be hurt.
But Izzy might be too!
Izzy can survive a little while longer, Kari, I'm sure of it.
Kari frowned. Tai was acting really weird. It was probably because of the bond between Tai and Matt, the friendship that they shared. She knew that Tai and Matt were now best friends, whereas Izzy wasn't. Thus, Tai would be more worried about Matt than Izzy, even though Izzy was probably in more danger.
No, Tai. Kari replied.
Tai let go of Kari's wrist and gazed down at her, amazed. Wh-- what? What do you mean, Kari?
I mean, why don't we split up? You, Mimi, Sora, Joe, Taramon, and your digimon go and look for Matt. Me, T.K., Aleahmon, Avimon, Alisiamon, and our digimon will go to Myotismon's castle like we planned, okay? Kari said firmly, looking Tai straight in the eye.
Tai jerked, taken aback. But- why, Kari?
Kari turned to leave with T.K. and the three members of the Namely Five, who were all listening and ready to follow. Softly, she said, Because I think that Izzy might be in a bit more trouble than Matt, Tai, and I personally want to help him.
Kari continued to walk towards the forest. She wasn't even sure that Tai had heard her.
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Moramon continued to speed quickly towards Myotismon's castle. What if I'm too late? Oh, this is horrible, just horrible! I can't be too late, I can't!'. As she thought this, her red wings beat faster, pushing as hard as she could ever remember. Suddenly, the gloomy castle that she knew was Myotismon's came into view.
No time to slow down now', Moramon thought, feeling a sharp pain in her chest and side as she began to gasp for more air than she could hold. I have to save the Digidestined child... I must! The world depends on it!' She flew as quickly as she could towards the entrance of the castle, and sped by the guards. It was because of her psychic powers that Moramon often knew of danger ahead, and for that, she was a great leader.
a guard gasped as the red blur zoomed by him, knocking the digimon down to the ground. Moramon ignored the small creature as she tried to find the missing child's essence. Where is he, where is he?!' Suddenly, she felt it, and followed the feeling inside of her to the room to her left.
Once inside, she saw something that no one in their right mind would ever want to see. Myotismon's was standing above a small form, his Crimson lighting heading to the neck of the child, preparing to snap it in two. Moramon saw this all, with a fear that only a helpless bystander could have.
Moramon yelped, unable to contain herself. The yell drew a start from Myotismon, and he jerked in slight shock as he saw her standing there. Luckily, that ever so slight turn made the Crimson lighting miss the boy's neck, and it hit him in the side, propelling him into the wall....
Which might not have been a good thing.
Moramon stared in horror as the limp child hit the wall with a loud thud, and then fell back to the ground, looking... well...
No...
He couldn't be...
....dead?
He was dead?
Dead. A Digidestined had been killed.
A blast of red hit Moramon, making her pay for that one moment of hesitation. She knew that she shouldn't have paused, knowing that Myotismon was coming for her at that very moment, and that she may pay for it dearly in the future... or even now. But still... a Digidestined was... he could be...
Moramon glared at Myotismon, a new anger in her eyes. Because of you, Myotismon, this world's one chance for survival is ruined. You shall pay. Without waiting for a corny retort from the hideous beast in front of her, Moramon continued to do what she should have done long ago. Burning TORCH!
A wall of red-orange fire began to surround Moramon, her entire heart and soul giving more power to the flames. The fire wrapped around her, licking her body with it's heat, and Moramon glared up at her foe, standing before her with a look of astonishment on his evil face. Suddenly, the flames that surrounded the female digimon shot out at Myotismon, and blasted the vampire-like digimon into a nearby wall.
Sudden silence enveloped the room.
Recovering from her attack, Moramon sank to her knees, breathing deep breaths of air. Slowly, she looked up, seeing the limp form of the young Digidestined child before her, and gathered her strength. Standing up, Moramon began to walk to the child, hoping beyond hope that maybe... just maybe...
Moramon collapsed by the young boy, his face pale. She took in his injuries, and shook with unshed tears as she saw the pain that he must have gone through. The boy was malnourished and sickly-looking. Bruises covered his body, and a large gash was on the back of his head from where he had hit the wall. But... aside from that...
Moramon gasped as she saw slight movement coming from the boy. A small rise and fall in his chest... He was alive? But... how could he be... alive? Eyes widening, Moramon froze for a moment as she saw that, indeed, the young Digidestined child was alive...
Alive...
The child.... alive...
The Digiworld could still be saved...
Snapping out of her acclaimed trance, Moramon quickly reached into a small bag that she was carrying over her shoulder, and pulled out a thick piece of long cloth- or, as they used it, a bandage. Wrapping the cloth around the child's head, Moramon tightened it in hope to stop the blood that was flowing freely from the wound.
After the injury had been cared to, Moramon carefully took the child in her arms, hoping to support him even as she flew. Although she wasn't going as fast as before, Moramon flew as fast as she dared to the outside, not even going past the guards this time. As she continued to fly towards her home, the young Digidestined boy unconscious in her arms, one thought continued to rage through her mind.
How in the world could he have survived the blast?'
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Matt felt himself propelling forward, into the forest of trees beneath him. As he came closer, he realized that the branch in front of him could easily be used to save him, and the young blond-haired boy reached out in front of him, hoping beyond hope that his fingers would catch the branch.
As his fingers touched the branch, Matt tightened them, swinging into a perfect backward flip. He swung up and let go of the branch, twisting backward and landing on the narrow branch with perfect precision. Once he was steady, Matt sat down quickly, trembling slightly.
a voice said, and Matt turned to see Lillymon staring at him with a look of suppressed amazement on her face. How on Earth did you do that?
Matt grinned slightly. My mom forced me to take gymnastics when I was little. I still remember a few things.
I'll say!
Matt looked down, and decided that it would be safe enough to just jump, and he did. As he landed, Matt realized just how dangerous it was just to be here, not too mention how close he had come to death. Looking up at Lillymon, Matt asked, Do you know where the other's are?
No really... Lillymon responded, blushing slightly. But I do know that we came from that direction. Lillymon pointed to the right, and continued, So we should just go back that way and hope we run into them and are able to make it back to the village.
Matt nodded, and both he and Lillymon began to walk (or, in Lillymon's case, hover) towards that direction. Both were silent, Matt rubbing his sore arm constantly. He couldn't believe how luck he had been to not be seriously hurt, but he hoped that the others had gone after Izzy as planned, instead of changing their plans just because of him.
a voice shouted, and instantly, Matt nearly fell down because Mimi had just then rammed into him, hugging the blond boy tightly. Oh, Matt, I was so worried that you'd be dead! Oh, you are okay, right? I mean, I'm not hurting you? Are you positive that you'll be okay?!
Mimi said everything so quickly and with such a sniffling voice that Matt only caught half of what she had said. Umm.... yeah, I'm fine. Matt said, embarrassed at the fact that Mimi was hugging him so tightly. Uh, Mimi, are you okay?
Mimi said, looking up at Matt with a wide grin, and Matt could see the tears in her eyes. I was just so worried that you'd be hurt!
Matt grinned slightly, blushing about the fact that she was so worried. Thanks, Mimi... I appreciate it.
Mimi looked up at him with sparkling brown eyes. Anything for you.
A/N: *gasp* Utter... sap.... Mimato.... *chokes; dies* *suddenly comes back to life* Okay, the Mimato was for... Liaka, I believe... her, or was it Nikki Ishida? Eh, someone asked me for Mimato in here... I have a bad memory...
*takes a deep breath* GOMEN NASAI FOR NOT GETTING THIS OUT SOONER! I mean, can you say The Ultimate Writer's Block'? I mean, I can write Gem Warriors, but The Ring of Despair' has been HARD... hopefully, the end will be out soon! (geh, yeah, right. *dodges multiple knives* Oh... RIGHT! The next part will come out as soon as possible! Really!)
Gomen ne that this was so short... I just wanted to get it out soon! ^^;;;; Well, arigatou for reading, and please review. Ja ne! Kyra-chan.