Dark Memories
By Talon
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon (That's probably a good thing) so don't sue me.
Authors Note: I'm really sorry for taking so long to finish this story, anyway, hope you like it. My goal was to write a really dark digimon fic that fits in with the real digimon story. By that I mean, because this story takes place right before the first episode and between digimon 01 and 02 (two timeframes where we don't really know what happened to the characters), then this story could be added to the original story and everything would still make sense.
Still in Sora's flashback...
Hours after the rape Sora finally woke up. Sakura petals were falling in the forest where she lay. At first she couldn't remember where she was or what had happened. Then the pain registered and she remembered. Sora was filled with fear once again. She scrambled to her feet and looked around frantically for the attacker. Thankfully, he had gone.
For a second she felt relieved, but her relief was quickly swept away as the full impact of what had happed suddenly hit Sora. She had been raped; someone had lured her to this secluded spot by praying on her emotions, then they had raped her. She collapsed back down to the ground. Sora pulled her legs in toward her body with her knees up near her chin and wrapped her arms around them. Tears filled her eyes and she began to sob.
For reasons only Sora will ever really know, she never told anyone what happed that night. The next day she and the others traveled to the digiworld for the first time, and their adventure began.
End Flashback...
The sakura petals were still falling in the park and Sora was still lying motionless on the ground. The memory had a paralyzing effect on her as it played over and over again in her head. She might have lain there all day if someone hadn't noticed her.
Matt happened to be walking threw the park on that same day, as he walked in the cool shade of the sakura trees he noticed someone passed out next to one of them. He looked closer and saw that it was a young girl and she was lying face down in the grass. A bit concerned Matt walked over to see if she was all right.
As he got closer he realized that it was Sora and rushed over to her. He knelt by her side and gently turned her over on her back. As he did so Sora began to wake from her dream-like state. She opened her eyes and looked up at Yamato. "Hello Sora" he grinned.
She was still half in her flashback and half in reality, and Matt's words, the same as those of her attacker, caused something inside her to snap. "No!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs and viciously raked Matt across the face with her nails. Matt fell backwards and Sora quickly got to her feet, she was about to flee when Matt yelled to her. "Wait Sora!!! Don't run off!!!" he called.
Sora stopped in her tracks. Recognizing Matt's voice she turned around slowly. "Matt?" she uttered. "It's me Sora. What's going on, are you OK?" he asked, sounding very worried. Sora stood there silent for a minute before she spoke. "I'm ok, I think..." she finally said. "I must have been having a nightmare" she continued.
"It looked like you passed out. Are you sure you're all right?" Matt pressed. "I guess I did, but I'm fine now" Sora insisted. Then she remembered what she had done to his face. "Oh my god Matt! Are you ok?" she exclaimed as she rushed back to where Matt was now sitting.
"It's no biggy" Matt said as Sora knelt next to him. There were four slightly bleeding gashes on his right cheek. "I'm so sorry Matt" Sora said as she reached out her hand to inspect the wounds more closely, but Matt grabbed her gently by the wrist, stopping her. "Really, it's nothing Sora" he said firmly.
Matt released Sora's hand and she pulled it back toward her. There was a tense silence as neither one knew what to do next. Then Sora slowly rose back to her feet and Matt did the same. Their eyes had been fixed on one another for sometime but now Sora broke off her stare and looked off to the side, avoiding Matt's gaze.
"It's getting late, I had better be getting home or my mom will be worried sick" said Sora, breaking the silence. "Ok, if your sure that you'll be alright." Matt said. "I'll be fine Matt" she responded. "I'll really sorry about scratching you, I guess I lost touch with reality for a second there" said Sora apologetically. "Don't worry about it Sora. It's already forgotten, wounds heal" he said.
Sora picked up the soccer ball she had dropped earlier. "Good bye" she said. "Bye" he answered. With that they parted. "Your right Yamato, wounds to the flesh do heal , but not wounds to the heart" Sora thought as they went their separate ways.
Matt arrived home and unlocked the door to the apartment that he shared with his father. It was empty, his father hadn't gotten home from work yet. As he stepped in and closed the door behind him as he muttered something to the effect of "How was I supposed to know!?? How could I have known!!?"
Matt continued to mutter loudly to himself as he headed toward the bathroom to clean the bloody scratches on his face. "You fucked up big time Yamato, you could have been happy for once in your goddamn life but you had to fuck it up!!!" he said. "I had one good shot a happiness and I went and screwed it all up!!!" he continued as he went into the bathroom.
He turned on the light and continued the strange conversation with his reflection in the mirror. "How could I have known!!? I had one change at true happiness and before I even knew I had it I shot it all to hell!!!" he screamed as he slammed his fist into the mirror as hard as he could. The tremendous impact made great cracks in the glass and Matt's fist was cut badly.
"How could I have known..." he said, his voice was soft now "that I would fall in love...with her."
It was night now and Sora was back at home, outside It was raining lightly. Sora was watching TV when she heard a knock at the door. Puzzled as to who it could be, she went to answer it, but when she opened the door no one was there.
Then she noticed a plane white envelope, like the one she had found at camp that day, lying on the doorstep. Sora was a bit frightened by the eerie similarity, but she picked it up and opened it anyway. She flipped it upside-down and emptied the contents into her hand. Out fell Sora's gold necklace with the heard shaped charm and a folded sheet of paper.
Desperate to find out what this meant, she unfolded the paper and read it. It read: "I pray that someday you can forgive me, as I pray that someday I can forgive myself."
What Sora didn't see was someone watching her from across the street. Matt looked on from the shadows, out of sight. He was standing in the open with no cover of any kind to protect him as the rain fell down. His closes where soaking wet, water dripped from the tips of his blond spikes, blood ran from his face and from his hand. He stood there watching Sora until she had gone back inside and closed the door.
Authors Note: Well that's it, the ending to Dark Memories, finally. Pretty strange wasn't it. I hope you liked it and that the ending wasn't stupid. I don't consider this a Sorato for obvious reasons, it's just a depressing story. However, I do plan to write a real Sorato sometime. Anyway, if you liked it or if you have any comments please leave a review, thanx.
By Talon
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon (That's probably a good thing) so don't sue me.
Authors Note: I'm really sorry for taking so long to finish this story, anyway, hope you like it. My goal was to write a really dark digimon fic that fits in with the real digimon story. By that I mean, because this story takes place right before the first episode and between digimon 01 and 02 (two timeframes where we don't really know what happened to the characters), then this story could be added to the original story and everything would still make sense.
Still in Sora's flashback...
Hours after the rape Sora finally woke up. Sakura petals were falling in the forest where she lay. At first she couldn't remember where she was or what had happened. Then the pain registered and she remembered. Sora was filled with fear once again. She scrambled to her feet and looked around frantically for the attacker. Thankfully, he had gone.
For a second she felt relieved, but her relief was quickly swept away as the full impact of what had happed suddenly hit Sora. She had been raped; someone had lured her to this secluded spot by praying on her emotions, then they had raped her. She collapsed back down to the ground. Sora pulled her legs in toward her body with her knees up near her chin and wrapped her arms around them. Tears filled her eyes and she began to sob.
For reasons only Sora will ever really know, she never told anyone what happed that night. The next day she and the others traveled to the digiworld for the first time, and their adventure began.
End Flashback...
The sakura petals were still falling in the park and Sora was still lying motionless on the ground. The memory had a paralyzing effect on her as it played over and over again in her head. She might have lain there all day if someone hadn't noticed her.
Matt happened to be walking threw the park on that same day, as he walked in the cool shade of the sakura trees he noticed someone passed out next to one of them. He looked closer and saw that it was a young girl and she was lying face down in the grass. A bit concerned Matt walked over to see if she was all right.
As he got closer he realized that it was Sora and rushed over to her. He knelt by her side and gently turned her over on her back. As he did so Sora began to wake from her dream-like state. She opened her eyes and looked up at Yamato. "Hello Sora" he grinned.
She was still half in her flashback and half in reality, and Matt's words, the same as those of her attacker, caused something inside her to snap. "No!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs and viciously raked Matt across the face with her nails. Matt fell backwards and Sora quickly got to her feet, she was about to flee when Matt yelled to her. "Wait Sora!!! Don't run off!!!" he called.
Sora stopped in her tracks. Recognizing Matt's voice she turned around slowly. "Matt?" she uttered. "It's me Sora. What's going on, are you OK?" he asked, sounding very worried. Sora stood there silent for a minute before she spoke. "I'm ok, I think..." she finally said. "I must have been having a nightmare" she continued.
"It looked like you passed out. Are you sure you're all right?" Matt pressed. "I guess I did, but I'm fine now" Sora insisted. Then she remembered what she had done to his face. "Oh my god Matt! Are you ok?" she exclaimed as she rushed back to where Matt was now sitting.
"It's no biggy" Matt said as Sora knelt next to him. There were four slightly bleeding gashes on his right cheek. "I'm so sorry Matt" Sora said as she reached out her hand to inspect the wounds more closely, but Matt grabbed her gently by the wrist, stopping her. "Really, it's nothing Sora" he said firmly.
Matt released Sora's hand and she pulled it back toward her. There was a tense silence as neither one knew what to do next. Then Sora slowly rose back to her feet and Matt did the same. Their eyes had been fixed on one another for sometime but now Sora broke off her stare and looked off to the side, avoiding Matt's gaze.
"It's getting late, I had better be getting home or my mom will be worried sick" said Sora, breaking the silence. "Ok, if your sure that you'll be alright." Matt said. "I'll be fine Matt" she responded. "I'll really sorry about scratching you, I guess I lost touch with reality for a second there" said Sora apologetically. "Don't worry about it Sora. It's already forgotten, wounds heal" he said.
Sora picked up the soccer ball she had dropped earlier. "Good bye" she said. "Bye" he answered. With that they parted. "Your right Yamato, wounds to the flesh do heal , but not wounds to the heart" Sora thought as they went their separate ways.
Matt arrived home and unlocked the door to the apartment that he shared with his father. It was empty, his father hadn't gotten home from work yet. As he stepped in and closed the door behind him as he muttered something to the effect of "How was I supposed to know!?? How could I have known!!?"
Matt continued to mutter loudly to himself as he headed toward the bathroom to clean the bloody scratches on his face. "You fucked up big time Yamato, you could have been happy for once in your goddamn life but you had to fuck it up!!!" he said. "I had one good shot a happiness and I went and screwed it all up!!!" he continued as he went into the bathroom.
He turned on the light and continued the strange conversation with his reflection in the mirror. "How could I have known!!? I had one change at true happiness and before I even knew I had it I shot it all to hell!!!" he screamed as he slammed his fist into the mirror as hard as he could. The tremendous impact made great cracks in the glass and Matt's fist was cut badly.
"How could I have known..." he said, his voice was soft now "that I would fall in love...with her."
It was night now and Sora was back at home, outside It was raining lightly. Sora was watching TV when she heard a knock at the door. Puzzled as to who it could be, she went to answer it, but when she opened the door no one was there.
Then she noticed a plane white envelope, like the one she had found at camp that day, lying on the doorstep. Sora was a bit frightened by the eerie similarity, but she picked it up and opened it anyway. She flipped it upside-down and emptied the contents into her hand. Out fell Sora's gold necklace with the heard shaped charm and a folded sheet of paper.
Desperate to find out what this meant, she unfolded the paper and read it. It read: "I pray that someday you can forgive me, as I pray that someday I can forgive myself."
What Sora didn't see was someone watching her from across the street. Matt looked on from the shadows, out of sight. He was standing in the open with no cover of any kind to protect him as the rain fell down. His closes where soaking wet, water dripped from the tips of his blond spikes, blood ran from his face and from his hand. He stood there watching Sora until she had gone back inside and closed the door.
Authors Note: Well that's it, the ending to Dark Memories, finally. Pretty strange wasn't it. I hope you liked it and that the ending wasn't stupid. I don't consider this a Sorato for obvious reasons, it's just a depressing story. However, I do plan to write a real Sorato sometime. Anyway, if you liked it or if you have any comments please leave a review, thanx.