Title: Deletion
Chapter: Two
Couples: Kenmi | Miyakeru | Daikari | Sorato
Notes: Heeeeeeere's chapter two! Aren't you happy? *lol* I forgot to mention this before. This fic is set about a year after "Holes in the Heart", which took place after the episode "Genesis of Evil" and disregarded all the following episodes. I'm bad! (I'm rad! I've never been had! *lol* Credit to Max from Batman Beyond. ;} )
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DELETION
TWO-VOID
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"Are you feeling better?"
Palmon's large eyes fluttered open weakly and her breathing came shallow and abrupt. A digital monster was staring worriedly at her, appearing to be similar to a worm. Touching her head with one vined hand, she blinked slowly. "I…think so," she replied softly.
"That's good. Ken-kun?" the monster asked a figure pacing angrily, pale hands clenched tightly in white-knuckled fists.
Ichijouji Ken was livid. He was furious. He was enraged. He was fit to kill anyone or anything that got in his way, crest of Kindness or not.
And whoever had touched Mimi had hell to pay.
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{{wake up}}
She struggled to open her eyes, but the fatigue was too strong.
"Let me sleep…," she murmured.
{{wake up}}
"I just want to stay asleep…"
{{oh, for God's sake, get off your lazy ass}}
Her eyes snapped open sharply and she sat up indignantly. "I am *not* lazy!" she gasped, before realizing she was yelling at a voice in her head.
While sitting in an empty black void.
{{no, you aren't going insane}}
The voice paused.
{{technically, you have to be sane in the first place}}
"HEY!"
{{i'm here to guide you, sincerity}}
She blinked. "Sincerity…?"
When the voice resounded again, it sounded unsure.
{{do you not remember}}
"Of…of course!" So she tried.
But she couldn't.
She couldn't remember.
{{damn}}
She could almost hear the voice heave a disembodied sigh.
{{okay, we'll have to fix that | on that particularly _bad_ note, there's not much I can tell you aside from the little fact that we have to find your partner}}
"Partner?" she echoed in a lost, little voice.
{{this definitely sucks}}
'Why did I have to get a sarcastic mental voice?' wondered she in her mind.
{{i read that}}
She winced.
*
"What happened?" Wormmon asked quietly in the moonlit darkness. A lanky, ivory arm was carelessly flung over the edge of the bed, Ken restlessly turned in his sleep, sweat droplets decorating his face with their fragile beauty.
The two digital monsters were sitting on the cluttered desk; Palmon was bandaged up, more alert than she had been previously. "There's something coming in the Digital World," she replied softly, eyes flickering with fearful emotions. "Something worse than Apocalymon. He…it…was a tool to generate a false feeling of stability among the Chosen Children as well as a way to see where loyalties lay. That's why the thing…deleted…Mimi. Kaiser…I mean, Ken, was the thing's greatest tool. With his defection from the 'darkness' and his ensuing love for Mimi, there's no possible way for the thing to regain Ken's power and abilities." She paused slightly, swallowing a thick lump in her throat. "Unless it gets rid of Mimi."
Wormmon swore vehemently, using one of Ken's favorite words with a very dirty meaning. "Is there any way to reverse it?" he asked, finally.
"I don't know," she cried softly, "It's never been done before. She'd have to have been turned into data with some sort of beacon or strobe and then saved into a file, then deleted."
"Every file can be recovered from deletion if you're fast enough," Ken's voice shattered the night, startling the two monsters. He sat up and swiveled, looking at them with enigmatic exotic blue eyes. Quietly, he continued. "If we follow that message I received, we might be able to locate the server she was downloaded into it." A dry, bile-tasting feel pervaded his mouth sourly. He didn't want to say something like that about her. Mimi. The greatest miracle to ever happen to him. "If we can find that, we should be able to find the sector she was 'deleted' into. If we can find *that*, too, we could recover the lost data that she 'is' right now."
Wormmon and Palmon silently absorbed the information he had presented with an empty voice.
"We're going to the Digital World, aren't we, Ken?" Wormmon sighed.
"No questions asked. Palmon, you're coming with us."
"Shouldn't we alert the others?" she asked cautiously.
"No. They don't need to deal with my secrets."
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, falling to the ground and landing on his feet with cat-like grace, his eyes narrowed as such. Without a sound, he moved to his dresser, pulling out a shirt and a pair of clean, sturdy jeans. Pulling his nightshirt and boxers off, replacing them with the items of clothing, his normally reflective face was set grimly.
Somewhere in a stream of heaven, a being of light with delicate chocolate brown wings watched silently before leaving to care for his…or her…amnesiac charge.
The ruffle of the wings spreading and beating was lost in the transition of space and time, only an unfelt breeze of the swiftest, smallest sort brushed Ken's cheek, barely moving the tiniest hair on his face.
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End File
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Chapter: Two
Couples: Kenmi | Miyakeru | Daikari | Sorato
Notes: Heeeeeeere's chapter two! Aren't you happy? *lol* I forgot to mention this before. This fic is set about a year after "Holes in the Heart", which took place after the episode "Genesis of Evil" and disregarded all the following episodes. I'm bad! (I'm rad! I've never been had! *lol* Credit to Max from Batman Beyond. ;} )
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DELETION
TWO-VOID
*
"Are you feeling better?"
Palmon's large eyes fluttered open weakly and her breathing came shallow and abrupt. A digital monster was staring worriedly at her, appearing to be similar to a worm. Touching her head with one vined hand, she blinked slowly. "I…think so," she replied softly.
"That's good. Ken-kun?" the monster asked a figure pacing angrily, pale hands clenched tightly in white-knuckled fists.
Ichijouji Ken was livid. He was furious. He was enraged. He was fit to kill anyone or anything that got in his way, crest of Kindness or not.
And whoever had touched Mimi had hell to pay.
*
{{wake up}}
She struggled to open her eyes, but the fatigue was too strong.
"Let me sleep…," she murmured.
{{wake up}}
"I just want to stay asleep…"
{{oh, for God's sake, get off your lazy ass}}
Her eyes snapped open sharply and she sat up indignantly. "I am *not* lazy!" she gasped, before realizing she was yelling at a voice in her head.
While sitting in an empty black void.
{{no, you aren't going insane}}
The voice paused.
{{technically, you have to be sane in the first place}}
"HEY!"
{{i'm here to guide you, sincerity}}
She blinked. "Sincerity…?"
When the voice resounded again, it sounded unsure.
{{do you not remember}}
"Of…of course!" So she tried.
But she couldn't.
She couldn't remember.
{{damn}}
She could almost hear the voice heave a disembodied sigh.
{{okay, we'll have to fix that | on that particularly _bad_ note, there's not much I can tell you aside from the little fact that we have to find your partner}}
"Partner?" she echoed in a lost, little voice.
{{this definitely sucks}}
'Why did I have to get a sarcastic mental voice?' wondered she in her mind.
{{i read that}}
She winced.
*
"What happened?" Wormmon asked quietly in the moonlit darkness. A lanky, ivory arm was carelessly flung over the edge of the bed, Ken restlessly turned in his sleep, sweat droplets decorating his face with their fragile beauty.
The two digital monsters were sitting on the cluttered desk; Palmon was bandaged up, more alert than she had been previously. "There's something coming in the Digital World," she replied softly, eyes flickering with fearful emotions. "Something worse than Apocalymon. He…it…was a tool to generate a false feeling of stability among the Chosen Children as well as a way to see where loyalties lay. That's why the thing…deleted…Mimi. Kaiser…I mean, Ken, was the thing's greatest tool. With his defection from the 'darkness' and his ensuing love for Mimi, there's no possible way for the thing to regain Ken's power and abilities." She paused slightly, swallowing a thick lump in her throat. "Unless it gets rid of Mimi."
Wormmon swore vehemently, using one of Ken's favorite words with a very dirty meaning. "Is there any way to reverse it?" he asked, finally.
"I don't know," she cried softly, "It's never been done before. She'd have to have been turned into data with some sort of beacon or strobe and then saved into a file, then deleted."
"Every file can be recovered from deletion if you're fast enough," Ken's voice shattered the night, startling the two monsters. He sat up and swiveled, looking at them with enigmatic exotic blue eyes. Quietly, he continued. "If we follow that message I received, we might be able to locate the server she was downloaded into it." A dry, bile-tasting feel pervaded his mouth sourly. He didn't want to say something like that about her. Mimi. The greatest miracle to ever happen to him. "If we can find that, we should be able to find the sector she was 'deleted' into. If we can find *that*, too, we could recover the lost data that she 'is' right now."
Wormmon and Palmon silently absorbed the information he had presented with an empty voice.
"We're going to the Digital World, aren't we, Ken?" Wormmon sighed.
"No questions asked. Palmon, you're coming with us."
"Shouldn't we alert the others?" she asked cautiously.
"No. They don't need to deal with my secrets."
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, falling to the ground and landing on his feet with cat-like grace, his eyes narrowed as such. Without a sound, he moved to his dresser, pulling out a shirt and a pair of clean, sturdy jeans. Pulling his nightshirt and boxers off, replacing them with the items of clothing, his normally reflective face was set grimly.
Somewhere in a stream of heaven, a being of light with delicate chocolate brown wings watched silently before leaving to care for his…or her…amnesiac charge.
The ruffle of the wings spreading and beating was lost in the transition of space and time, only an unfelt breeze of the swiftest, smallest sort brushed Ken's cheek, barely moving the tiniest hair on his face.
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End File
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