Life has an uncanny ability to be a let down. No details but I apologize for never finishing this. I think I will within the next month or so because it's been far too long since I've finished an actually story. Thanks for reading.
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"Wow" Roger said unsure of what to say. What would one say to a story such as that? "I'm sorry how things turned out." "Well it already happened . . . I just have to get going" Tk said finished with his meal and his story.
"This Pal character sounds familiar" Roger said thinking. Tk looked at the Australian questioningly only to have him respond with "it's probably nothing."
"Well Tk, I won't keep you any longer. I wish you good luck, and I have a feeling that we'll meet in the future" Roger said standing up with Tk and shaking his hand. "Thanks for everything" Tk said letting go of Rogers hand and then leaving.
He didn't know what it was, but that meal seemed to rejuvenate him in no way that he had ever felt. It was as if he had had a full nights sleep and a buffet of food. "Roger knows his way around the kitchen," Tk said looking over at the sunrise. He began another journey to the north.
There was a forest about a quarter mile away from Rogers's house and just before the tree line was a small sign that read "The Whispering Forest". Tk frowned at the name wondering the meaning but didn't think much of it before entering.
After some hours of walking in the woods Tk realized how truly lonely he was right now. He had no companion what so ever. So Tk's mind did nothing but wonder. He thought of what happened to Patamon's information, his soul if he did indeed have one. If a program was created by a soul then didn't that entitle the program to a piece of its creator?
And Kari . . . to say that Tk was worried about Kari was an understatement. His mind always found its way to Kari, but then again it did that even before she was kidnapped. They had been friends for so long yet a different part of Tk's mind wanted something more than just friendship. He could only pray that Kari felt the same way because if Tk were to try for something deeper and Kari didn't, then their friendship could be ruined.
Tk took a deep breath and let it out, he could think about his crush later. What he should concentrate on is remembering what little of the map that Izzy had on his computer. After this stretch of woods he should come to the . . . Octopus Marshes? 'Crap what was it?' Tk asked himself. "Octave, Oscar, or was it uh, Oxygen?" Tk asked aloud while walking.
"Octavious Marshes" a familiar voice called out among the trees. Tk smiled thankfully no longer alone. Gatomon hoped down from a nearby branch and bounded over to Tk. Yet Gatomon didn't expect to be met with a hug. "I'm so glad that you made it" Tk said letting the small creature down from the embrace.
Gatomon simply nodded knowingly, they both had lost many friends a few days prior. Yet Gatomon had not expected Tk to be so happy in his greeting for they had only exchanged a few words to each other before.
"What happened to you after the city?" Tk asked continuing walking with Gatomon beside him. "I managed to hold on long enough to overhear that Pal character talking to some one. They other guy had a very dark voice and spoke of some sort of machine. When I got closer to hear, he noticed me and knocked me off into these trees. I had to regain my strength before going after Kari" Gatomon said sighing slightly.
Tk was doing his best to try and recall all that was said to him about what was going on in this mess but to no avail. His memory alluded him to a point of lost patience.
After a few more hours of silence dusk had settled over the land and forest grew quiet with the approaching night. "We should probably stop here till morning" Tk said stopping in his place. "Fine with me" Gatomon said jumping into a near by tree and heading toward the top branches. Tk went and laid down close to the same tree on his side and curled up to gather any heat he could. Sleep came slowly, but surely.
When Tk awoke the next morning he found Gatomon had curled up in the center of Tk's crescent bent body on the ground. He smiled, stood up, and stretched getting all of the ache out of his bones as he could. It was going to be a long day of walking ahead.
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Mimi found herself in a king size bed in a small room with no windows or doors. The last thing she could remember was hitting Tai over the head with a rock. But what happened to Joe? Or the others for that matter?
Mimi was too weak to follow any of those thoughts down any real corridor in her mind. A moment or two passed, a few tired blinks and she slept once more.
Somewhere from above her there was light conversation being had, and somewhere below her there were screams to be heard.
