No such thing as miracles (Chapter 3: Enter Evil)
A/N: I would recommend getting your flashlights out now, because this story is about to get darker. Also a warning their is a small amount of foul language in this chapter (stuff said in anger). Also this chapter is pretty short, but is leading up to a big final chapter (which is almost done)
*Also, I don't own Digimon.*
The boy opened his eyes, awaken by the
images that flashed through his head, images of horrible things that he wanted
to do to people he once called his friends. In hind sight if he had known what
sights would befall him with his eyes opened he probably who have kept them
clenched. His eyes none the less opened to something that he truly had never
expected. He in fact was not in his bed having a simple nightmare, although he
would soon find out that he indeed was in the midst of a nightmare. As his eyes
opened and slowly adjusted to the light or rather lack there-of he saw a
familiar pair of faces on the ground 20 or so yards in front of him. As he
started to approach he noticed that the smaller of the pair had her head buried
in the chest of the other who was laying on the ground motionless. As he took
another step forward the images that had haunted him a moment ago once again
came rushing back to him causing him to let out a small whimper of pain. That
small sound was more than enough to alert the girl to his presence and she leapt
to her feet standing in front of her fallen friend.
He looked a the girl standing in front of him and saw the way that she looked
back at him. The normal kind eyes that Kari had always shown him even when he
didn't deserve it were gone, replaced by a look that he had never seen from her
before. Glare was not one of kindness or even that of annoyance that she
occasionally showed him, instead her eyes were cold. She looked at him with rage
and hatred in her eyes, as if she was trying to make his head explode using only
the power of her mind.
"Kar-" he started, but was abruptly cut off.
"You Fucking Bastard, How Could You!" she screamed back at him with
tears now pouring down her bruised face.
At first the boy didn't know what was wrong, what could he have done to provoke
such a reaction from someone he had always tried so hard to please. Then he
noticed that her gaze had shifted from his face and had refocused itself around
his hip. He looked to see what it was that she was staring at hoping to gain
some insight on the source of her rage. In his right hand he noticed a rock
roughly the size of a softball, a small crimson stain on appeared on one side of
the rock (a/n: I know that a softball doesn't have any sides). The boy then
glanced over to where the form of the young blonde was laying seeing similar red
stains on his face and once more seeing the nightmarish images pass before him
all the pieces started to fall into place.
"Wha...wha...What have I done?" he said seemingly to himself, or
rather to anyone who could give him an answer. The boy could feel his body
starting to become numb as he realization of the true nature of his actions.
"It wasn't me!" Davis burst out, almost out of instinct. Ironically
while he said those words he was becoming even more certain that indeed he did
do all of the things that Kari's eyes accused him of.
Davis' words drew no reaction from Kari, just the continued piercing stare that
she gave him through her tears.
"He never, did anything to you, an..and you-" she began, but for some
reason she stopped mid-sentence and took another step forward toward Davis.
Tears were no longer running down her face and the look of anger she had toward
him had faded as well. In it's place was a blank emotionless expression and in
her eyes the look of resolve. To Davis, she looked as though she had just
convinced herself that he wasn't human and that she shouldn't have any regrets
for beating his head in, the way that he had to TK.
If not for the sounds that she heard behind her at that moment she may very well
have tried to inflict as much pain on Davis as he had on the one she loved. It
was the sound of the blonde behind them giving off a weak moan of pain. With
that sound Kari was again by his side once more with tears running down her
face.
"T...Takeru you had me so worried you were barely breathing, I was so
scared that you you were going to d-" Kari began to say before being
interrupted by his finger on her lips.
"I'm not planning on leaving you anytime soon." TK responded, managing
to force out a small smile through the pain. Without saying another word he
moved the finger that he had placed on Kari's lip so that it could wipe away the
last remaining tear from her cheek.
After a few moments the silence was broken by a still unwelcome voice on the
other side of the cave.
"Guys..." the voice said hesitantly knowing that it would not be met
kindly. He was correct in that assumption as the other two took up a defensive
posture at the sound. TK had propped himself up as best he could trying his best
to keep Kari safe from what ever was in store for them next.
"You, don't understand...it wasn't me. Well it was me, but...it wasn't. Let
me explain." Davis managed to get out the words, knowing full well that
they would probably fall on deaf ears. He paused for a moment to wait for a
sign, any sign from them that would tell him what to do next. He was met with
the reaction that he had expected, Kari once more stared at him as if he was
less than nothing.
"I know, I'm a piece of shit, but please listen to me." Davis pleaded.
Kari began to stand once more, infuriated by Davis refusing to take
responsibility for what he had done. However something stopped her from reaching
her feet, she looked back and found TK's hand grasping on to her wrist. She
could see the look of pain in his eyes, but she knew that the pain wasn't only
from his injuries. She could also see that he was in pain, because he had seen
enough violence for one day.
"So, you were saying, Davis." TK said suddenly.
Even though Davis could tell from the sound of TK's voice that he didn't believe
that Davis had any other force other than his own jealousy driving his actions
he, none the less began to tell his story. The story included the dark
silhouette who had enticed Davis into helping it. Davis however carefully left
out the parts in which he was more than willing to go along with the plan.
"It must have been controlling me somehow, I can't really explain it it was
like I was watching myself do things that I didn't want to, but I couldn't stop
it." Davis stated, thinking to himself how, deep down inside he really did
want to do all those things, but he could never have allowed himself to do it.
Finally after finishing his story, having tried his best to make clear to them
things which even to himself were not clear he looked up hoping to find some
look of compassion. Unfortunately he would find no such compassion in their
eyes, only the look of pity.
It was strange to Davis how it was that
they would look on him with hateful glares, yet also conveying in their eye pity
for him. The pity in their eyes was not do to the story Davis had just told
them, because they believed that it was just that, a story made up by a child
who would rather blame his problems on others than take responsibility. They
pitied the fact that Davis was so small of a human being that he would hurt the
people who, really did care for him out of some delusional feeling of
persecution.
"Do, you really expect us to belie..." TK started before his thoughts
turned to something which until that moment he had been in too much pain to
notice.
"Patamon!" he yelled realizing that he hadn't seen his friend since
they had entered the cave.
Almost as soon a the name left his lips it was echoed by an equally concerned
voice.
"Gatomon!" Kari screamed hoping that she would answer, but getting the
sinking feeling in the bottom of her stomach that there was something terribly
wrong.
There was no response from there friends and they once more turned to Davis with
anger in their eyes, but they were shocked when they were met with a look of
genuine puzzlement.
"I know that my memories are a little foggy right now, but I swear I didn't
touch them. Besides Batapig and the Catomeow (a/n: I just wanted to say bat pig)
or whatever there names are could kick my ass." Davis tried to explain.
TK looked at Davis and even though they didn't trust, they did believe him (they
could kick his ass). This however was only a small conciliation because they
still didn't know what had happened to their friends.
At that moment little did they know that there friends would be with them far
faster than they had expected.
*** THWAP, CRUNCH ***
The projectiles impacted Kari with such force that they sent her crashing back
into TK injuring them even more than they already had been. Then they both
looked to see what it was that had impacted with them and felt their hearts sink
at what was there. They saw a large ball of white and orange fur in front of
them, their digimon were on the ground exactly where they had landed.
All three children looked in the direction from which Patamon and Gatomon had
been hurled and down the end of a dark passageway they saw them. Two huge
glowing red spheres, which seemed to burn with an almost animal like fury...
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the faster the next chapters are completed. Also I
bet that the next chapter will throw you for a loop with something that you
never expected.
A/N: I still don't really know how the title fits with the story I just like it so don't complain.
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