Holes in the Heart
5-Star Isle
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===Author's Notes: The fifth chapter. Oi. Head is GOING to IMPLODE, people. *rubs temples* I know the romance scene in last chapter was soooo mushy…and weird…and unlikely…but if you liked it, it's perfect! *winks* 'Nyway, here's 5-Star Isle! Note: More violence here, and oodles upon oodles of Kenmi. Now go away or read it.===
5-STAR ISLE
Wormmon, carefully perched on Mimi's recently mended shoulder, cast an anxious glance at Ken who, with an almost healed sprained ankle, was struggling a little more with his cast-covered arm and slightly swollen ankle. Even when he was hurt as bad as he was he wouldn't give up. Especially when climbing up a rocky mountainside to get into a black palace.
**(("Mimi-san, we can't take any others with us. It'll be easier to get into Star Isle with a smaller amount of people, like you, me, and Wormmon." He had paused when he saw the pain flitter through her eyes. "Mimi-san?" "I'm sorry…I was thinking of Palmon." She had smiled weakly. "I'm sure she's fine," she had added.))**
Blinking her eyes rapidly, Mimi grabbed a ledge with one hand and she heaved herself up, setting Wormmon down and reaching out for Ken's arm, pulling him up. "Ken, are you all right?" the green caterpillar-like Digimon asked kindly and Ken smiled-sweetly, Mimi noted with a light blush-and replied with a gentle "yes." Mimi placed her hand above her eyes, squinting to see through the clinging black fog above them. "Ick," she sighed, "I just bought these clothes." Ken, with a half-smile, shook his head and stroked Wormmon's head absently.
Glaring down at the itchy cast wrapped around his arm, he rolled his eyes in frustration and reached up with his good arm and ripped a chunk out of it, then another and another. Mimi, startled by the splashes in the sea below them, looked up from where she sat to see him ripping his cast off with his teeth and fingers. "Ken…!" she and Wormmon gasped at the same time. He glanced up from his work, a piece of plaster between his jaws. Grinning, he spat it into the water before sliding the rest off and letting it fall to the surface of the water, far below. "Geez, Ken! Your arm! And that's polluting!" "Oh, please. When the water is BROWN and STICKY, I doubt plaster-of-Paris is gonna do much," he threw back to her sarcastically.
Mimi glared slightly and leaned over, touching his black-and-blue arm lightly.
A burst of green light came from her fingers and swallowed his arm, circling it. In fearful amazement, the trio watched the light fade to reveal a perfectly healed arm.
"Wow," Mimi breathed, wide-eyed and as shocked as her companions.
And then the ledge exploded out from under them.
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Wormmon felt the wind whistle past him and he idly thought about how he hoped Ken would make it out alive. A hand caught him and he stared into Daisuke's eyes.
Only they weren't Daisuke's eyes.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here," he smirked coldly. In his other arm were the unconscious bodies of Ken and Mimi, arms interlocked around each other. Wormmon swallowed loudly.
"Yes, little one, squirm like the worm you are," 'Daisuke' sneered and Wormmon felt darkness enter his brain, knocking him out.
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Armageddmon chanted and sprinkled a odorless black powder onto a fire with colorless flames streaked with black and white. "Klo, kih, jih, sert'la, kniog'oyu, kreawq!" Spreading her arms out with a flourish, she thrust her head back and welcomed the black power flowing into her body. She heard the click of shoes on the marble floor and instinctively knew it was Daisuke. "Did you get them?" she asked without moving her body or head.
"Yes."
There were two hollow 'thunk's as their bodies hit the ground. This time Armageddmon turned her head and peered over her sleek shoulder. Pink hair fanned out mingling with black-blue hair, two bodies, boy and girl, limp and quiet on the ground.
"Did you kill them, you idiot?" she snapped irritatedly.
"No," he answered blankly, no emotion in his voice, not registering the insulting tone in her voice. Right away, her expression changed to one of childish glee, sweeping her silky light-brown hair back. "You are a wonderful darling," she purred, blowing him a kiss.
"Now get the chalice and the blade."
The zombie-like Daisuke nodded and bowed before exiting the chamber.
Eyeing the limp bodies and the Digimon, Armageddmon purposefully stepped over to them. Staring down at them, she poked Ken's ribcage with a booted toe. A lavender light responded, glowing up from the left side of his chest. Raising an elegant eyebrow, she leaned over and ripped his sleeveless shirt off with her long fingernails. A piece of stone was embedded in his chest, the symbol of Kindness glowing brightly. From Mimi's hip, a green light glowed. Narrowing her eyes, she ripped a hole in Mimi's jean-pocket, letting a piece of stone with a glowing green Sincerity symbol tumble to the floor. The lights seemed to be searching for something…
Her eyes widened slightly as she watched the two lights encircle each other and twirl around and around, merging into one strange multicolored light, then separating and each one twisting around the other. For some unknown reason to Armageddmon, it enraged her and she grabbed the Sincerity crest between her fingers, snapping it angrily into two pieces, grinding it into smaller pieces before throwing the pieces into the air. Her hair floated out behind her as her eyes glowed an evil black color and twin black columns of darkness erupted from her eyes followed by a spiraling thread of evil from her mouth. The pieces were annihilated and the blackness issuing from her eyes and mouth vanished and her hair settled back down. With a smug smile, she turned and glanced down at the crest of Kindness. The lavender light dwindled, reluctantly retreating from the last, dying traces of green light, slowly, as if it was mourning the loss of its companion.
"That's it," she snarled, "go back to your little haven, but, oh, don't fret, I'll find you, drag you out, and destroy you like your little mate!" Her words ended in a shriek. Eyes wild, she let one hand touch her forehead.
LEAVE THEM ALONE.
"No," she whispered, frightened. "You're dead!"
YOU CAN'T DESTROY ME, NOT AS LONG AS I LOVE MY BROTHER… DAISUKE…MY FAMILY…EVERYONE…I'LL BE HERE TO MAKE YOU REGRET EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE.
"I never regret anything!"
THEN YOU WILL DIE.
Gasping for air, Armageddmon clutched her head, laughing insanely. "No, fool, YOU will die! My master will eat you and your little friends over there! And then your world and this one will be his!"
NO…NO!!!!!
"YES!! YES!!!"
Armageddmon cackled and stood up from where she had collapsed on the floor. Straightening her black gown, she patted her hair and dabbed at a drop of blood resting on her full lip. "Daisuke! Now!"
Armageddmon waited impatiently until the dark-haired boy appeared, a jeweled gold-plated chalice in one hand, a gold-handled shining blade in the other. He knelt on one knee before her, holding the two objects out to her.
Smiling wickedly at the reflective surfaces, she turned to the gold-plated stones before her.
An evil light glinted in her dark eyes.
Raising the dagger she roared with evil cackles…
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AN: Okay, it wasn't as violent as I expected. Only two more chapters left! Woo-hoo!! This one's only four pages in length. Chapter six won't be much longer, but chapter seven's going to be pretty long…I hope. ** Heheh… Well, please review! You read, you review! Well, it's not like I can MAKE you review…Ja ne!
(No new Japanese words to translate! So there!)
5-Star Isle
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===Author's Notes: The fifth chapter. Oi. Head is GOING to IMPLODE, people. *rubs temples* I know the romance scene in last chapter was soooo mushy…and weird…and unlikely…but if you liked it, it's perfect! *winks* 'Nyway, here's 5-Star Isle! Note: More violence here, and oodles upon oodles of Kenmi. Now go away or read it.===
5-STAR ISLE
Wormmon, carefully perched on Mimi's recently mended shoulder, cast an anxious glance at Ken who, with an almost healed sprained ankle, was struggling a little more with his cast-covered arm and slightly swollen ankle. Even when he was hurt as bad as he was he wouldn't give up. Especially when climbing up a rocky mountainside to get into a black palace.
**(("Mimi-san, we can't take any others with us. It'll be easier to get into Star Isle with a smaller amount of people, like you, me, and Wormmon." He had paused when he saw the pain flitter through her eyes. "Mimi-san?" "I'm sorry…I was thinking of Palmon." She had smiled weakly. "I'm sure she's fine," she had added.))**
Blinking her eyes rapidly, Mimi grabbed a ledge with one hand and she heaved herself up, setting Wormmon down and reaching out for Ken's arm, pulling him up. "Ken, are you all right?" the green caterpillar-like Digimon asked kindly and Ken smiled-sweetly, Mimi noted with a light blush-and replied with a gentle "yes." Mimi placed her hand above her eyes, squinting to see through the clinging black fog above them. "Ick," she sighed, "I just bought these clothes." Ken, with a half-smile, shook his head and stroked Wormmon's head absently.
Glaring down at the itchy cast wrapped around his arm, he rolled his eyes in frustration and reached up with his good arm and ripped a chunk out of it, then another and another. Mimi, startled by the splashes in the sea below them, looked up from where she sat to see him ripping his cast off with his teeth and fingers. "Ken…!" she and Wormmon gasped at the same time. He glanced up from his work, a piece of plaster between his jaws. Grinning, he spat it into the water before sliding the rest off and letting it fall to the surface of the water, far below. "Geez, Ken! Your arm! And that's polluting!" "Oh, please. When the water is BROWN and STICKY, I doubt plaster-of-Paris is gonna do much," he threw back to her sarcastically.
Mimi glared slightly and leaned over, touching his black-and-blue arm lightly.
A burst of green light came from her fingers and swallowed his arm, circling it. In fearful amazement, the trio watched the light fade to reveal a perfectly healed arm.
"Wow," Mimi breathed, wide-eyed and as shocked as her companions.
And then the ledge exploded out from under them.
*__+__*
Wormmon felt the wind whistle past him and he idly thought about how he hoped Ken would make it out alive. A hand caught him and he stared into Daisuke's eyes.
Only they weren't Daisuke's eyes.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here," he smirked coldly. In his other arm were the unconscious bodies of Ken and Mimi, arms interlocked around each other. Wormmon swallowed loudly.
"Yes, little one, squirm like the worm you are," 'Daisuke' sneered and Wormmon felt darkness enter his brain, knocking him out.
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Armageddmon chanted and sprinkled a odorless black powder onto a fire with colorless flames streaked with black and white. "Klo, kih, jih, sert'la, kniog'oyu, kreawq!" Spreading her arms out with a flourish, she thrust her head back and welcomed the black power flowing into her body. She heard the click of shoes on the marble floor and instinctively knew it was Daisuke. "Did you get them?" she asked without moving her body or head.
"Yes."
There were two hollow 'thunk's as their bodies hit the ground. This time Armageddmon turned her head and peered over her sleek shoulder. Pink hair fanned out mingling with black-blue hair, two bodies, boy and girl, limp and quiet on the ground.
"Did you kill them, you idiot?" she snapped irritatedly.
"No," he answered blankly, no emotion in his voice, not registering the insulting tone in her voice. Right away, her expression changed to one of childish glee, sweeping her silky light-brown hair back. "You are a wonderful darling," she purred, blowing him a kiss.
"Now get the chalice and the blade."
The zombie-like Daisuke nodded and bowed before exiting the chamber.
Eyeing the limp bodies and the Digimon, Armageddmon purposefully stepped over to them. Staring down at them, she poked Ken's ribcage with a booted toe. A lavender light responded, glowing up from the left side of his chest. Raising an elegant eyebrow, she leaned over and ripped his sleeveless shirt off with her long fingernails. A piece of stone was embedded in his chest, the symbol of Kindness glowing brightly. From Mimi's hip, a green light glowed. Narrowing her eyes, she ripped a hole in Mimi's jean-pocket, letting a piece of stone with a glowing green Sincerity symbol tumble to the floor. The lights seemed to be searching for something…
Her eyes widened slightly as she watched the two lights encircle each other and twirl around and around, merging into one strange multicolored light, then separating and each one twisting around the other. For some unknown reason to Armageddmon, it enraged her and she grabbed the Sincerity crest between her fingers, snapping it angrily into two pieces, grinding it into smaller pieces before throwing the pieces into the air. Her hair floated out behind her as her eyes glowed an evil black color and twin black columns of darkness erupted from her eyes followed by a spiraling thread of evil from her mouth. The pieces were annihilated and the blackness issuing from her eyes and mouth vanished and her hair settled back down. With a smug smile, she turned and glanced down at the crest of Kindness. The lavender light dwindled, reluctantly retreating from the last, dying traces of green light, slowly, as if it was mourning the loss of its companion.
"That's it," she snarled, "go back to your little haven, but, oh, don't fret, I'll find you, drag you out, and destroy you like your little mate!" Her words ended in a shriek. Eyes wild, she let one hand touch her forehead.
LEAVE THEM ALONE.
"No," she whispered, frightened. "You're dead!"
YOU CAN'T DESTROY ME, NOT AS LONG AS I LOVE MY BROTHER… DAISUKE…MY FAMILY…EVERYONE…I'LL BE HERE TO MAKE YOU REGRET EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE.
"I never regret anything!"
THEN YOU WILL DIE.
Gasping for air, Armageddmon clutched her head, laughing insanely. "No, fool, YOU will die! My master will eat you and your little friends over there! And then your world and this one will be his!"
NO…NO!!!!!
"YES!! YES!!!"
Armageddmon cackled and stood up from where she had collapsed on the floor. Straightening her black gown, she patted her hair and dabbed at a drop of blood resting on her full lip. "Daisuke! Now!"
Armageddmon waited impatiently until the dark-haired boy appeared, a jeweled gold-plated chalice in one hand, a gold-handled shining blade in the other. He knelt on one knee before her, holding the two objects out to her.
Smiling wickedly at the reflective surfaces, she turned to the gold-plated stones before her.
An evil light glinted in her dark eyes.
Raising the dagger she roared with evil cackles…
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AN: Okay, it wasn't as violent as I expected. Only two more chapters left! Woo-hoo!! This one's only four pages in length. Chapter six won't be much longer, but chapter seven's going to be pretty long…I hope. ** Heheh… Well, please review! You read, you review! Well, it's not like I can MAKE you review…Ja ne!
(No new Japanese words to translate! So there!)