Mind of an Empress

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Capture

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I DO NOT OWN DIGIMON!!! (So please don't sue me) THIS STORY CONTAINS YAOI (BOY/BOY RELATIONSHIPS)!!! (If this makes you uncomfortable, LEAVE. If you flame me, it won't matter, because I DON'T CARE). Thank you. Please continue.

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"Kamiya Hikari, ne?" Hikari nodded at the brown-haired therapist, who motioned for her to sit down.

"Hello, Moboroshii-san. I'm very pleased to meet you." The psychologist laughed lightly.

"Please, just call me Liza, or if you really want to, Liza-san. Now, Hikari-kun, you're here to talk to me. You can tell me about your family, your friends, your life, or we could sit here in complete silence for 10 minutes." Hikari smiled at the little joke, and then started telling her about some of her friends. Liza just nodded and took notes. But at the end of the 10 minutes, all she had written were 10 names of other students in the school. She briefly regretted the system she had taken to find these names. But a few moments later, when Motomoya Jun came in for her interview, Liza realized she'd stumbled upon an invaluable resource.

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"I mean, it's not like I haven't tried to tell him about my feelings, it's just like he's not interested! But that's not possible, is it? After all, even though I'm only a high school senior, I am very mature and beautiful, and I couldn't imagine that he wouldn't want a piece of that, if you know what I mean? And-"

"Oh dear, it looks like I have to talk to the next student. Thank you and goodbye, Jun." Liza shoved the still-talking girl out the door, and collapsed into her chair. But that girl had given her an idea. She had heard somewhere that there was only a shadow between love and hate, and this girl seemed to be desparately in love with Ishida Yamato, which could be quite invaluable...

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"The reason I've called the five of you here because Hikari received a message from Gatoman that there's trouble in the Digital World." Taichi looked slowly over the group of Digidestined still living in Japan, finally resting his gaze on Yamato. He gave the man a grin, and then turned his attention to the group as a whole. "We have to do something about this, and we have to do it fast. I've filled in Mimi and Koushiro, and they'll hopefully be able to meet us in the Digital World." There was general assent, except Jyou, who seemed somewhat worried.

"Taichi, there's something that just doesn't seem right about this situation. What if this is just some sort of trap? What if whoever's doing this knows exactly how to attack us? What then?" Yamato chimed in.

"Yeah, Tai, it wouldn't hurt to be cautious here; after all, we have no idea about what's happening in there." Tai shot a glance at Yamato as if to ask, 'who's side are you on?'

"I wasn't planning on going in there and blasting everything in sight, *Ishida.* I was just planning on a reconnaisance mission, okay? We have to know what's happening before we do anything about it." Yamato rose and placed his hand on Taichi's forehead. "What are you doing?" Taichi asked coldly.

"Since you're making a reasonable plan, I thought you might be sick." Taichi looked murderoous, until Yamato gave him a small wink, and the brown-haired man just about melted. "But that sounds like a good idea. So we're checking the place out, right? No fighting?" Taichi nodded, smiling at Yamato. And Sora's eyes narrowed suspiciously as she looked at the two of them.

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"What in the world is this?" Ken asked rhetorically. It was a note for him to see the school psychologist. He growled. "So they think I need a shrink. Why those-" He stormed off towards the office set aside for Liza-san.

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Jun knocked cautiously at the door of Liza's office.

"Come in, Jun. Sit down with the others." Confused, the girl walked into the office.

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Daisuke glanced at his sister, wondering vaguely what she was doing here.

"Now, I called all of you over for a specific purpose. I need your help, and as a reward, you will be able to win the hearts of your true loves. Or, if you prefer, get revenge upon them for scorning you."

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"Koushiro! It's great to see you!" Jyou waved at the red-haired man from across the field, and Koushiro grinned at him. The two groups of people, one of six, and the other of two, met in the open meadow, a rare spot of tranquility within the Digiworld. And in a moment, Hikari shouted, bringing their attention to their approaching Digimon. A short reunion was in order, each Digidestined greeting their respective Digimon in their own way. And then a laugh rang through the clearing.

"My, how touching. I shall have to remember this scene after you all are destroyed." The woman had pale skin, black hair, and eyes that seemed to change color sometimes. They were currently a soft brown. She was wearing a conservative black dress and a black cloak over it. But Koushiro recognized her instantly.

"Alex-san? What are you-"

"Doing here? Why, that's simple. I want to conquer the Digiworld so that the real world will naturally follow." Koushiro stammered for a minute.

"But how-?" She chuckled.

"When you lost your Digivice, my assistant, the wonderfully observant and intelligent Maria found it and discovered its purpose. And then we created our own. And now, we're going to capture you. Betsunimon, Digivolve to Kuroimon!" A black cat-like DIgimon appeared, and then digivolved into a panther.

"Night Fog!" As she spoke, darkness descended upon the Digidestined, and then a powerful voice rang through the clearing.

"Sleep of the Dead!" And every one of the Digidestined slipped into a slumber not unlike that of a corpse. And three figures walked through the darkness, and each picked up a single person, and then Alexandra picked up a forth. And all eight people vanished, leaving four Digidestined and eight Digimon lying on the ground.

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'Where am I? What happened? How did I get here?' Yamato was groggy and slightly nauseaous, and nearly lost it when a light voice spoke from his right.

"You're in my lady Alexandra's castle in the Digiworld. You lost consciousness when Tejinashimon used Sleep of the Dead. And Motimoya Jun carried you here." Yamato's mouth dropped open.

"How-"

"As I said, we built Digivices for our use, and then we took the aid of several humans who are somewhat-resentful towards the Digidestined. I wouldn't advise trying to escape; on one hand, the door doesn't open, and on the other, she's sitting outside with Babamon, and the two of them will destroy you if you try to escape. So long!" She vanished, and Yamato was left alone with his thoughts.
'Why am I here? Did she get Taichi? Couldn't she tell me anything?' He slowly felt his uncertainty growing as he sat alone in his cell.

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Koushiro tapped away on his computer, glad that he hadn't been separated from it when he was kidnapped. He was browsing the information database on the Digiworld. He was sure he was about to find something-

"Very nice work, Mr. Izumi. I wouldn't think that you would be able to contradict Maria's security precautions. Oh, well." Koushiro snapped his gaze upwards, and found himself staring into the eyes of Alexandra Bojears. "Mr. Izumi, welcome to your new home. Do you know how long you've been here?" He nodded.

"One day," he said quietly. She smiled.

"And within that one day, there have been no attempts by your *friend* Kamiya Taichi to rescue you. Isn't that nice. I've researched all of you, and if one of his friends were captured, he would have already made several failed attempts to rescue him." She slowly stood up, and walked to the other end of the cell. "I'd almost think he didn't even like you at all." Koushiro glanced up, and glared at Alexandra.

"Alex-san, how do I know you're telling the truth?" She grinned, and slid a small object towards him. He picked it up, and looked at the tag and crest.

"The crest of Truth, Mr. Izumi. I would like to tell you that not once in my life have I told a lie. Every word I have spoken in my life is true. So make your choice." With a sudden wave of her hand, the tag jumped to her. "After all, you can believe me-or you can believe those people who claim to be your friends." Koushiro made an effort to keep working on the computer, but his hands were shaking. "You've been rejected so much in your life, but you thought you'd found people you could trust. Your real parents, your adopted parents, the friends you made in school-all let you down, abandoned you in some way. You know, Kou-chan, you and I are a lot alike."

"How?" he asked, his voice trembling. She glided over, and sat next to him. Her black cloak settled about her, hiding her body in a formless mass. And she made a quick snatch for Koushiro's gloves. The gloves were pulled off as if by supernatural force, showing white scars across his wrists. But at the same time, the sleeves of her cloak fell back, revealing identical scars across her own wrists.

"I was adopted too, Koushiro. My parents never told me, not until I told them that I was a lesbian." She smiled grimly. "Guess what happened, Koushiro." He gulped.

"You-tried to kill yourself?" She nodded.

"And in rehab, I met Maria. She was running from an abusive boyfriend. Together, we pulled from the abyss, and we've been inseparable." Koushiro was loosening, and in response, she struck. "But all of us can't be that lucky, can we? These people you thought were your friends, they've abandoned you. They took you for granted. They only keep you around because the Digital World is your expertise. If Yamato, or Sora, or Hikari knew as much about computers as you do, they wouldn't need you anymore, would they?"

"No, no, you're lying," he protested. But she raised her crest, glowing with a blue-silver light, and he felt doubt creep into his heart.

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Taichi opened his eyes, and sat up. He felt panic set in as he realized Yamato was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Yamato?" he demanded. "What happened to him!?" He half-expected to hear Takeru sobbing, except he realized that both Takeru and Hikari were missing. Suddenly, he felt a sharp slap on his face. He whirled to find himself facing Sora.

"Taichi, stop it. First, you don't have to hide anything. We know you two are dating." Taichi's mouth dropped open. "It was so blatantly obvious, okay? And I'm not upset. I'm happy for you. But that's beside the point. Yamato, Hikari, Takeru, and Koushiro were all kidnapped. We don't know where Alexandra may be keeping them, or what she wants with them. But Tai, we need to all stay calm." Taichi closed his eyes and bowed his head.

"I know. This was just a reconnaisance mission-and it's ALL MY FAULT!" He started sobbing. "God, I can't believe I just-"

"Shut UP, Taichi!" Mimi screeched. "I don't want to hear you beating yourself up about this. We need to make a plan, and you're the best at doing that. Okay?" Taichi nodded silently, and Sora placed a reassuring hand on his shouler.

"It's going to be all right."

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"Takeru, are you okay?" Takeru cracked open his eyes, and found himself staring at Hikari.

"Where are we?" he asked. He vaguely saw the walls of a stone dungeon.

"I think we're in a dungeon, Takeru-chan. And we're going to be here for a while, so we might as well talk." He sat up and put his arm around her shouler.

"Talk about what?" he asked. She sighed.

"Have you ever had a crush on someone?" Takeru lookd up thoughtfully, and then responded,

"Yes. Have you?" She nodded. "And? Who is it?" Hikari blushed.

"Well, I always thought that-Motimoya Daisuke was sort of cute. And he's really sweet. And cute. And so energetic. And-"

"Cute. I know. You know, you're cute when you're obsessed about something." Hikari giggled.

"Oh, be quiet. You know I'm never going to date you, Takeru-chan."

"So? It doesn't mean I can't compliment you. We're still *best* friends, ne?" Hikari blushed, and tried to change the subject.

"Ne, how about you? Who's your crush? Miyako-chan?" Takeru turned his head away, a slow blush creeping up his cheeks.

"No...It's not a girl."

"Ah..."

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Wow, I finished part 3 on a semi-cliff-hanger. I love doing that (it makes me write the next part). So come on, I want feedback, people! Respond, and maybe, just maybe, I'll write the next part for you.