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Fate--Chapter 2
Even before he opened his eyes, Ken Ichijouji knew he was lying on an icily cold cement floor. The coldness of the floor seemed to seep into him and fill him with a sense of dread. From far away, he could hear heavy machinery droning. Obviously, he was not in his bedroom.
Very slowly, he opened his eyes to stare up into a ceiling that looked as though it had mostly rotted away. There were heavy support beams made of metal that was in its first stages of rusting and they were crisscrossed helter-skelter to cover most of the ceiling. The few areas where the wood remained were blackened and teeming with worms.
He sighed in disgust before beginning to sit up on his elbows. A short, sharp pain shot through his head and made his arms collapse from under him. Though the pain had stopped being applied, it left him with a tingling feeling. It was when the tingling feeling began to reside that he noticed something trickling down the left side of his head.
I'm bleeding, he realized, quickly probing for the wound. It didn't take him long to find the place where the blood was escaping from his body. Right at his hairline above his left eyebrow was a deep gash. The wound burned when his fingers drifted over it and he quickly moved his hand away.
He decided to try and sit up again and did so slowly to avoid another paroxysm of pain. With incredible calmness, he scanned the room. He wasn't alone in the room. Takeru, Jyou, Sora and Iori were all in the room as well. The room itself was rather plain with three cement walls and a third wall composed of bars.
What the hell is going on? He wondered.
"Excellent question, glad you asked it," a voice in the corner of the room piped.
Ken whipped his attention to the corner behind him and gritted his teeth against the dull pain that went through his head. A very tall, lanky woman stepped from the shadows in the corner. She was dressed entirely in tones of green and had dark red hair. But the most noticeable thing about her was her penetrating green eyes. Or were they blue? Ken squinted and they were green again--then blue. And they seemed to be boring into him. The feeling gave him the creeps. Not to mention the fact that he had said nothing aloud to this woman.
"I didn't ask any question," Ken replied, unnerved by this woman's strange glare.
"Of course you did. You wanted to know 'what the hell was going on?' to use your specific words. And I can tell you."
Ken said nothing in response and the woman continued: "you'll be quite interested to know how it came about that you and all your little 'Digidestined' friends are now fighting for a force of evil."
The way the woman had spoken reminded Ken of the way he had acted when he was the Digimon Emperor. Cold, heartless, uncaring. "Are we back in the Digital World?"
The woman smiled cruelly and answered: "I should have realized you would catch on sooner than anticipated. To answer your question, yes, this is the Digital World. And no, I am not a Digimon."
"I never asked if--"
"But that would have been your next question, I'm sure. And to clear up any confusion, I am not human. This goes far deeper than human and Digimon. Oh, yes, this reaches much deeper."
There was a noise from across the room and Ken looked across the room to see Jyou sit up and look around.
"As I was saying," the woman continued, completely unaffected by Jyou's awakening, "this reaches much farther than human and Digimon. I cannot explain my existence. I cannot explain the existence of any of the beings like myself. We simply are."
"What do you want with us?" Jyou demanded from across the room.
The woman held up her hand for silence and continued, ignoring Sora as she woke up and looked around, confused. "As I stated before, beings like I simply are. All beings like myself are inherently evil.
"There are, however, two types of us. There are the Droglidites and the Ghoulinthians. As I stated before, both are most certainly evil. Both strive to take over your world along with this one."
"Which one are you?" Sora inquired.
"Excuse me?"
"Which one are you? A Droglidite or a Ghoulinthian?"
The woman held her head high and proudly answered: "I am a Ghoulinthian. The very idea of being associated with a Droglidite is disgusting!"
"Wait a minute, you both want to take over the Digital World and Earth but you're against each other?" Iori, who had apparently woken during the woman's explanation, inquired.
"That is correct. I suppose you could call us…rivals, although the title is far too good for the Droglidites. Now I shall explain how this relates to all of you. We are not all-powerful. Of course we are strong, but you humans have proven yourselves to be very strong indeed. With you on our side, we are stronger and nothing stands in our way of taking over both worlds, save those ridiculous Droglidites. You must help us."
"And if we refuse?" questioned Takeru, who had awoken as the woman was speaking.
"We will make you side with us. And you don't want that, trust me. Good day." With that, she turned and began to disappear back into the shadows.
"Wait!" Iori shouted after her.
The woman turned and faced them, slightly transparent.
"What about our other friends? What did you do to them?"
Even when her face was half-transparent, the former Digidestined could see the look of rage that crossed the woman's face. "The Droglidites have them," she spat as she disappeared into the shadows.
~*~
Voices were coming
to Daisuke from far away: "he's
coming to."
"It's a
good thing you found him Gennai."
"He's
lucky he didn't drown. And he's lucky
that Droglidite didn't get him."
Daisuke realized that they were talking about him. Vaguely, he wondered what a Droglidite was.
"Daisuke? Come on, open your eyes."
"Let him
rest. He's had a busy day."
Quite suddenly, Daisuke opened his eyes to a blinding light. He was lying in a soft bed in a nice house. He tried to talk, but ended up choking on water that was still in his lungs.
"Don't talk. You've been through a lot," a familiar voice said.
"Miyako?" he managed to whisper.
He saw the lavender-haired girl roll her eyes, then turn and say to Taichi, who was standing behind her: "I tell him not to talk and the first thing he does is talk. He'll be fine."
"Glad to see you're awake," Taichi added.
Daisuke noticed that a very old man was standing on the other side of the bed and was about to ask who it was when Miyako said: "Daisuke, this is Gennai. You know, from when the first Digidestined told their story?"
He was about to say that he did remember when Miyako said: "and this time don't say anything!" and ended up nodding instead.
"I guess you're wondering why you have returned," Gennai stated. "This world is under siege between two forces of evil, the Droglidites and the Ghoulinthians. Both are fighting against each other for control of this world and Earth. It was they who summoned you here, along with all of your other friends."
"That's not the half of it," Taichi broke in. "They brought us here so they could force us to fight for them. They both wanted to get us on their side. We're the only ones they didn't get."
"You sure know how to be blunt about it," Miyako muttered. "Oh and in case you're wondering where we are, we're in Gennai's house."
Daisuke tried to sit up, but Gennai forced him back down. "Rest up. You're going to need it," he said.