Next part!! And it's in Matt's POV,YAY!!! And Allamoniamon taikoko I'm sorry you 'depsie'it. I think its spelled 'd-e-s-p-i-s-e'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Poor me.
Matt's Pov.
I took off as fast as my legs could carry me. There was only one thought in my brain. Mimi.
As I took a step into the still crumbling building, I was met with a cloud of dust, causing me to choke. Steel and wooden beams poked out of the ground, suppriseingly undamaged, unlike the apartments they had once held up. As I continued my way across the debris-ridden ground, I noticed that part of Mimi's apartment was still standing. Thank God for small favors.
I hurried into the once familiar apartment building, only to discover the bodies of Mr.&Mrs. Tachikawa lying on the ground. I could only hope Mimi was alright. Mimi's room has always been small, but now looked even smaller as I made my to her 1/2 standing room. As soon as I entered, I began to furiously search through piles of cement and debris. After a half hour, I finally found her in a small pile by the window. She was still alive, but she had a nasty looking head wound. Slipping my arms around her, I picked her up, cringing only slightly as a stray piece of metal cut a long gash in my arm.
Carefully making my way out of the apartment, I heard something. Looking up to try and find the source of the sound, I realized that what was left of the roof was slowly falling down on us.
I slowed my pace and tried carefully not to make any noise, fearing it would cause an avalanche of drywall. As I turned the corner toward the exit, I winced as my feet crunched the remains of a window pain. I looked up to see the ceiling start caving in. I had to dodge, for the place where I was standing was soon inhabited by roofing tiles. MANY roofing tiles. In a maddash to freedom, I ducked and dodged as quickly as I dared, Mimi still in my arms. My heart was racing. What if we didn't get out? What if we were both trapped? Who would come to our rescue then? I shook my head. I can't think like that. Mimi's life is at stake.
The ceiling started coming down even faster. I could no longer dodge all the pieces, so I let smaller pieces hit me, using my body to shield Mimi. 'We're all most there', I thought 'We can make it.' A medium piece of ceiling hits my legs causing me to lose my balance, and my hold of Mimi. Luckily she only flew a few feet, but that still can't be good. I scrambled to get back up, as the flood of drywall draws closer. Gently picking Mimi up again, I run for the exit with reckless abandon. I reach the opening with seconds to spare and plow out of the building as it collapses behind me. Seconds from becoming flat as a pancake. And I thought the digiworld was dangerous.
It wasn't until I carried Mimi to a safe spot, that I noticed the severity of her injury. The wound covered one fourth of her head and the blood seeping from it was turning her honey-brown hair a sickening dark red. I searched through Mimi's purse and found a handkerchief that I used for a bandage. As I sat there, resting after my ordeal, I heard a beeping coming from my digivice. I looked at my digivice and heard Izzy's voice. "Hello? Can anyone hear me?"
"Yeah, this is Matt." "Matt! You're the first one that's answered. I need you to meet me at the park as soon as possible. I may have figured out the cause of the earthquake." "Izzy, listen. Mimi's been hurt. It's been over an hour and she hasn't woken up. She's bleeding pretty badly." Izzy could detect the tone of desperation in his voice. "Ok….Joe lives the closer to Mimi then any of us. I'll see if I can get help for you guys. You just stay with her." And then he disconnected with me. I looked at the lovely brunette that was my girlfriend. "Just hang on Mimi," I pleaded, brushing a piece of hair from her face, lovingly. "Helps on the way."
A/n: So….What do you think? Criticism is welcome, but Pleeeeeeeeeeeease…no flames. Thank you!