Cast No Shadow
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. That totally sucks. I
also do not own 'Cast No Shadow', that belongs to Oasis and Epic records.
Summary: A horrible accident assures. Gennai's POV.
Rating: PG
Here's a though for every man
Who tries to understand what is in his hand.
It wasn't fair. I guess that's just the way it
goes sometimes. When I was young it just seemed so much easier somehow.
Life was less complex when didn't know that I was the one who was supposed
to show a rag tag group of pre-teens how to save the Digital World. Not
that I really showed them how to do it or anything. No, that would have
been too easy, now wouldn't it? I had to give them eerie messages they
didn't quit understand and lead them in a direction that wasn't necessarily
the way they should have gone. It was actually fun, not spelling it right
out for them. I enjoyed it. Until she died.
The bearer of light was no more. Thanks to my
inventive misguiding, she went down the wrong path with her digivolving
partner, Yolie.
They ran into a monster but, of course, not just any
monster. Arukenimon. Yolie was hit hard and fast. Her unconscious body
feel with a deep thud, or at least I would hear later from a sobbing Gotomon.
Kari stood her ground, more than likely scared to death. Gotomon had almost
digivolved when a small streak of green light tore through Kari's stomach.
Kari took in what would be her last breath and
fell lifeless to the green grass below. All the anger and all the hate
that ever were to be felt be any creature that walked any land spewed itself
out of Gotomon. The small feline would have ripped the eyes right out of
Arukenimon's sockets if it hadn't been for the sudden arrival of the digidestined
and myself. One look at the fallen, broken body of Kari and we knew. No
more light.
He walks along the open rode of love and life,
Surviving if he can.
I sit by myself for the first time in a month.
Most of the time I am interrupted by a digidestine asking a question that
no one but I can answer. Not today. Today is Kari's funeral. Everyone sits
inside the chapel crying. They reveal saddened faces too often used for
one lifetime. Tai took it the hardest and cried for two days straight.
Everyone tried to console him, but all was in vain. Nothing could make
him smile, all he wanted was his little sister. That wasn't too much to
ask for in my opinion. It was all I've ever really heard him ask so meaningfully
for. If there were someway I could bring her back believe me, I would.
If I could, that is. The truth of the matter is, however, that I can't.
With that thought, I walk slowly into the church
and up the isle to a lone wood casket that lays on top of a small wood
table. The lid is open to show the little girl it will carry six feet under
the ground. New tears begin to will their way to my all ready red stained
eyes. I wish she would come back. Not just to make this hallow feeling
in my stomach go away, but to make Tai stop crying. I can hear him from
a distance as I concentrate on the body in front of me.
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried
to say.
Chained to all the places that he never wished to
stay.
She does not twitch a single centimeter.
Her chest does not rise and fall like it was meant to do. No breath escapes
her pale lips. No heart beats beneath her loosely clasped hands that lay
still upon her chest. Blood does not course through the veins beneath her
pretty pink dress. There is no life left to save even if I could. Oh, God,
how I want to save her. This was one life not meant to be lost. I don't
understand how I could have been so inconsiderate. I knew the risk sending
her down that path. I knew the danger. Yet still, I sent them. It was unfair
to ask for her soul back when it was my fault.
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried
to say.
As he face the sun he cast no shadow.
I feel myself fall to my knees and hear myself
far off begin to cry. All in a second I feel the reassuring hugs of the
remaining digidestined. I cannot get off my knees. I lift my head from
my tear soaked hands to see a blurry cross over a podium. Jesus has his
arms spread against its hard wood. No tears fall from His eyes for the
girl I cannot stop crying for. Somehow, this makes me feel even
worse. Knowing that Tai will go home and have no little sister to pester
him. For some reason unknown to me he would miss that.
As they took his soul they stole his pride.
As he faced the sun he cast no shadow.
One last look at her young face before they
close the casket forever costs me another ten minutes of tears. They lower
her small casket into the muddy ground an inch at a time. Tai and his parents
throw dirt as it slowly lowers to the depths of the ground. My heart goes
down with it. It finally settles onto the soft dirt below us and the rest
of the digidestined throw their share of dirt onto the top. I tightly close
my eyes, unable to believe where I am or why I am there. A single tear
rolls down my cheek and hangs onto my chin. As I finally open my eyes,
I see the tear splash onto the top of Kari's casket before the dirt completely
covers the wooden top.
Author's Note: Okay, maybe I should have mentioned this
before, but there's a character death in this story. I know the burial
and funeral are more American than Japanese. I'm not sure how they bury
their dead over there. Reviews please!!! :)
