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New Threats--Part II
"TK, let's go to my house. It's closer and you can call mom from there," Matt stated as he walked in the direction of the apartment building where he lived with his dad, TK walking beside him.
TK nodded and looked around. It was strange. They were walking down the middle of a street usually crowded with cars. Now it was deserted. Nobody was walking around the usually crowded sidewalk. Nobody was bustling in and out of shops on either side of the street; in fact, most of the shop windows on either side of the street were boarded up and the doors were locked.
As they walked by one of the larger shops, Matt heard somebody stumble from around the corner of the shop. He quickly pulled TK toward the entry to the shop and tried to open the door, hoping that by some miracle it was unlocked.
Unfortunately, the door was locked. He heard footsteps approaching the turn of the corner and quickly started prying some of the boards from the window.
"TK, help," Matt whispered.
TK reached toward the nearest board and pulled on it. Surprisingly, it came away easily as though it had been loosened already.
Between the two of them, they had cleared a space large enough for both of them to get through.
The person was nearly to the corner and Matt quickly pushed TK through the hole before climbing in himself.
They both moved away from the hole, hardly daring to breathe as the person walked by.
Once they had passed both sighed in relief and were about to exit the building when a feeble sobbing echoed through the large building.
Matt turned and saw a small child huddled in the far corner of the shop, his back heaving with sobs. He couldn't have been older than five or six.
"Come on, TK," Matt muttered, walking toward the small boy across the abandoned shop.
When they came close enough to touch him, the boy suddenly turned and shrieked in fear. Matt and TK both stumbled backwards, surprised at how the boy had turned so suddenly.
They both noticed that the boy looked very skinny, as though he hadn't eaten anything in days. His light brown hair had streaks of dirt in it and his face was grungy, making the whites of his eyes stand out. His clothes were also grimy and his arms were flecked with dried mud and blood. One of the pant legs of the jeans he had been wearing had been completely torn off and his feet were lacking shoes.
Again, the boy screamed and seemingly out of nowhere a girl that looked only a year or so older than him leaped in front of them and hissed: "leave him alone!"
Like the boy, she looked skinny and dirty. But they barely had time to take in her appearance before she was after them, hitting, kicking and scratching in a frenzy.
Matt was surprised at how agile and quick she was as she jumped onto his back and started tearing at his neck. He forced her off, but before he could get a good enough grip around her wrist to stop her, she was after TK, pinning him to the ground and hitting his face.
TK was trying to get out of this girl's reach, but she was relentless. The whole while the little boy was still heaving with sobs.
Matt quickly seized the girl's shoulders and forced her against the wall. She was fighting against him, trying to get away, but he was stronger than she.
An older voice from behind them all harshly questioned: "what is going on here?"
The girl was crying now and she screamed: "they were going to hurt Joey!"
Matt quickly let the girl go and she raced to the little boys side, concern blazing in her eyes.
"Is this true?" the voice asked of Matt and TK. The two boys turned to see a girl of about fifteen who looked as though she could be the two smaller children's older sister. She too looked very thin.
"No!" TK vehemently protested.
The smaller girl shot them both a look of hatred and turned back to Joey, who had stopped crying, mainly due to the fact that he was hiccupping from all the crying he had been doing.
"Who are you?" Matt queried.
"Name's not important. Are you with Creed or against Creed?" the girl demanded.
TK and Matt looked at each other then back at the girl before Matt ventured: "who's Creed?"
"How could you not know? He's the one that rules this world now, well at least most of it."
"Don't talk to them, Lila!" the little girl cried.
Lila turned from Matt and TK to the little girl and calmly stated: "Krista, they aren't wearing the mask. They can't be with Creed."
"Who's Creed?" TK wondered.
Lila returned her gaze to them and replied: "Creed came from the future and took over the world shortly after the Digidestined left. I know it sounds crazy, but that's what happened. And he brought a whole load of his henchmen. Just about everyone is under his control. I think we're the only kids he missed, but we can't leave because he'll find us. About the only adults that are resisting him are here in Odaiba."
Joey sniffled and spoke for the first time: "all those people in black are on his side."
Krista still glared at them with an air of distrust and demanded: "who are you anyways?"
Before Matt could protest, TK blurted: "I'm TK Takaishi and this is my older brother Matt Ishida."
The three children gasped in surprise and Lila shouted: "get out! Now!" as she picked up a heavy rock, pulling back her arm to throw it at them.
"What? Why?" Matt yelled back, ducking the rock.
"Get OUT!" Lila repeated.
Krista was racing toward them again and Joey had started sobbing even harder than before, despite the hiccups.
"What's wrong?" TK cried as he moved out of Krista's way and backed toward the window they had come in by.
"If Creed finds you here with us he'll kill you. And then he'll kill us," Lila shrieked. "Now get out!"
Matt grabbed TK's hand and ran over to the hole in the window, dodging more rocks thrown at his head and quickly jumped from the hole.
"Come on, TK, let's get to my apartment quick," Matt said, running toward the apartment building and nearly dragging TK behind him.
~*~
Mr. Ishida gritted his teeth angrily. He hated Creed. He hated what had happened to the world and he hated the monotony that was now the human race.
He'd refused to wear the all black clothes and the mask and was a fugitive because of it. Somehow, he'd been able to survive by flitting from apartment building to apartment building, never letting anybody see him.
Somehow, he had managed to get a small group of about twenty or so people together to resist Creed with him, but it was difficult for them all to meet. Most of the group was the parents of the Digidestined. Jim Kido, Joe's brother, acted as a spy for them, bringing in important information.
Tonight he was back in his own apartment for the first time in weeks. It was a mess.
Probably been searched, he bitterly thought as he walked into his bedroom. His bed had been ransacked, the pillows had been split open and feathers and mattress foam littered the room.
So much for sleep, he thought. He left his room and walked into the kitchen. It looked even worse that the bedroom had. The refrigerator and freezer doors were open and the entire contents of both had been emptied onto the floor. A fag of flour had been thrown across the room and it had split open, resulting in the room being covered with flour. Dishes were shattered all over the floor and the telephone had been ripped out of the wall.
As he was still surveying the condition of the room, a light knocking on the apartment door sounded and he quietly walked over to the door and looked out the small peephole. It was Matt and TK.
Mr. Ishida quickly threw open the door and muttered: "come in. Now. I'll explain it all…"