Mind of an Empress
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Overturn
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I do NOT own Digimon. This is a fanfiction, which means that nothing here is technically canon (I'm writing this as if 02 never happened, but the characters are still there). Please don't sue. Also, this story contains yaoi, angst, a very sadistic, power-hungry woman, angst, violence, angst, death and random chaos, and angst. This means this is NOT exactly the sweetest story. If you read this, please don't flame, as it would upset me greatly, and you don't want to upset the person who could dream this stuff up, would you?
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"Get out of the way!" The assorted people dived to different sides as the monstrous Digimon attacked. Attacks and various negative energies flew as they cowered behind rocks. Takeru, who had ended up ducking behind a rocky outcrop with Koushiro, turned to him.
"What can we do? There's way to many of them to fight at once!"
"Listen, I don't know! I can try to find something out, but it'll mean I can't fight!" Suddenly, Ken ran through the crossfire, ducking and rolling to land next to the twom of them.
"Give me that computer, and I'll work on it!" he demanded. "They've probably made sure you can't find anything important, and all of you need to fight." Koushiro handed the computer to Ken silently, and stood up.
"All right, everyone, we have to fight!" Affirmative noises came from other outcroppings, and their assorted Digimon leapt up to fight the Megas. Ken smiled as Takeru turned to leave, and grabbed his hand.
"Good luck." Takeru stared at him for a moment before smiling warily, and then turned to join the battle. Even as he did so, stormclouds began to gather, shining with a white heaviness.
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"How long before the effects begin to make themselves known in the general environment?"
"It will take several minutes before the temperatures have dropped significantly enough to be noticed, and perhaps another half-hour until snow begins to fall. Then, perhaps a day before the full effect begins to sink in. Already in the real world, storms in northern areas are chilling to become blizzards. In perhaps a day, the snow will begin falling in the tropics, and another twelve hours before the true situation becomes apparent." Maria smiled.
"Wonderful. How do you suppose that little Ken is doing on 'breaking' into my computer system?"
"He has found his way to the main files. In perhaps another minute or two, he will have found the information you are refering to. Madame, would you care to explain this elaborate planning to me?" Maria shook her head.
"The fewer people that know, the better."
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"Of course; it makes sense," Ken muttered. "Golems..." He glanced upwards, and smiled.
"I've got it!" In an instant, Daisuke was beside him, staring at the screen.
"What is it?" Ken glanced up disdainfully.
"Please, I want to tell one of the fighters."
"I could tell Hikari-"
"Fine. I found out that those things aren't exactly Digimon; they're golems."
"Golems?" Ken sighed.
"Constructions of wood and clay that can do almost anything the real thing they copy can do, but they are just wood and clay, which means, first you need to name what they really are, and then set them aflame, or, alternately, melt them with water." Daisuke nodded.
"Right, call them golems, and then burn them. So long." He picked himself up and dashed outward to the area further out where the battle was raging."
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"Celestial Arrow!" An arrow went slicing through the air, but was delfected by Puppet Pummel. Puppetmon laughed darkly at Hikari's attempts.
"Great job, weakling!" He cackled and leaped away to cause more damage, and Hikari began to cry out of frustration.
"Dammit, Takeru, how are we supposed to fight all the Dark Masters at once?"
"Call them what they are-golems." Hikari and Takeru glanced up, startled, to see Daisuke.
"Ken found out that they're nothing but fakes."
"VenomMyotismon is no fake! Nightmare Claw!" They scrambled to dodge, and then Daisuke stared at the virus Digimon.
"Go away, golem!" VenomMyotismon froze for an instant, and exploded. In his place stood a mound of earth and wood, stumbling towards them.
"Celestial Arrow!" The arrow cut through the clay like a hot knife through butter, and the golem collapsed. Hikari turned to Daisuk and gave him a hug.
"You'rem the greatest!" He blushed deeply as she did so, but even as he did, he paused. Was it him, or was it getting colder? He shook it off as nerves, and broke out of the hug so they could destroy the rest of the 'Digimon.'
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The final golem melted into nothingness, and Hikari cried joyfully.
"We did it!" At that point, she shivered a little. Daisuke, worried, slipped off his jacket.
"What's wrong?" She shrugged, and then looked up.
"I'm sure of it now; the temperature is dropping."
"But surely it's natural, there are all sorts of weather systems here, just like the real world," Koushiro protested.
"But it isn't natural." They turned to see Ken, holding Koushiro's computer. He handed it back to its owner, and frowned. "The same thing is happening all over the Digiworld. There are places where the snow has started already." Jyou raised his hand nervously before speaking.
"What exactly does that mean?" Ken sighed.
"It means that for some reason, the Digiworld is being plunged into some unnatural winter. And, if my calculations are correct, which they are, it also means that the same thing is happening in the real world. It's Maria. She's trying to destroy the planet, and us, in an ice age not seen in thousands of years."
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They had found a cave against the growing winds, and had built a fire. Taichi was keeping guard against any attack (even though Ken had insisted Maria was going to let them freeze to death), and he almost didn't notice when Yamato sat next to him.
"Tai-kun, we need to talk," he said. Taichi looked up.
"What is it, Yama-chan?" Yamato winced at the affectionate name.
"Listen, don't call me that. Taichi, I-I don't think we should see each other any more." Taichi's mouth dropped open. His brown eyes reflected betrayal and hurt at the words.
"N-Nani?"
"Tai, it-we're just not right for each other."
"Yama-chan, what do you mean?" Yamato grimaced, and turned his face away.
"Listen, Taichi, the problem is that I just don't love you anymore, all right?" Taichi gasped, as if slapped, stood up, and bolted outside into the driving snow. Yamato looked after him sadly. "Gomen nasai, Tai-chan," he muttered.
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Hikari was resting her head on Daiksuke's shoulder when she saw Taichi run out of the cave. She sat bolt upright, knocking her head against her new boyfriend's.
"Ow! Hikari!" She barely noticed as she ran to the entrance, only to be held back by Yamato.
"It's too dangerous to go out there." She threw his arm aside.
"But you let my brother go out there!" Yamato shook his head.
"He needs time to think." Hikari shot him a vicious glance as she stormed back to the group.
"Sora, could you find out what in the world that JERK did to Taichi?" Sora sat up quickly, panic flashing across her face.
"What happened?" Hikari, still glaring, grabbed Daisuke's hand.
"Taichi ran off into the snow and Yamato doesn't seem to care. At all." Sora stood up, striding determinedly to the front of the cave, to give Yamato a piece of her mind. Hikari buried her face in Daisuke's shoulder, sobbing. "Please, Tai, be okay," she murmured, hugging Daisuke tightly.
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"What the hell did you do to Taichi?" Sora demanded, her righteous anger evident from the moment she approached the blond man. Yamato glanced up briefly before returning his attention to the swirling snow.
"Ask someone who care-" He stopped speaking when Sora smashed her fist into his lip.
"Listen, you little son of a bitch, Tai is my friend, and you, the one person he cares about more than Hikari over there who, by the way, is crying a river because she's concerned about him, break his heart and don't even care about it! So spill, Ishida!" Yamato, holding his lip gingerly, turned away, silent. "Yamato, why in the world did you do whatever you did?" She thought she heard Yamato whisper something. "What did you say?"
"Room 101."
"What is *that* supposed to-" Yamato pushed past her, and sat down in the darkest corner of the cave. Sora got up and walked over to the fire to where Koushiro was sitting. She was going to find out what this was about if it killed her.
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Koushiro snuggled against Jyou, happily reveling in the closeness to his new-found love.
"Hmm, this is nice, ne?" Koushiro smiled, hugging the older man.
"Hai." Suddenly, he was dragged upwards, and found himself staring into Sora's furious eyes.
"Koushiro, what the hell is Room 101?" Sora was holding his collar, and glaring like a hungry tigress. He felt Jyou disengage him from her iron grip, and try to calm her down. He reminded himself to thank Jyou later. "No, Jyou. I need to know what Room 101 is!" Koushiro decided to intercede.
"Jyou, it's all right." He placed his hand comfortingly on Jyou's arm as he turned to Sora. "Room 101 is a concept from George Orwell's '1984.' In it, Winston, a rebel against the omniscient Party, was being reconditioned. Although they were able to force his opinions, they had to find a way to make him stop loving Julia, his mistress."
"Okay..."
"Listen, bear with me. In order to do that, they took Winston into Room 101." Sora was tapping her foot.
"Which is?" Koushiro sighed.
"I'm getting to that. Room 101 is 'the worst thing in the world.'"
"And what is that supposed to be?"
"No, you don't understand. Room 101 contains the one thing in the world that a person would sacrifice anything to avoid. For Winston, it was rats. For Taichi, it might me Hikari dying-"
"Or Yamato leaving him. And for Yamato, it would be..."
"Being abandoned," Jyou interjected. "Being left behind and not being able to do anything about it." Sora stood up.
"Arigatou. Now, I have to go outside."
"Why?" Takeru looked up from his side of the fire, bright eyes shining.
"Because Yamato dumped Taichi, and so he's gone running out into the blizzard."
"Then I'll go! Oniisan made this mess, and I'll fix it." Sora opened her mouth to protest when Ken piped in.
"I'll go with him, make sure he doesn't get himself killed." He stood up and passed Sora as Takeru hurried towards the front of the cave. "We'll find him, Sora, don't worry about that," he whispered.
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"Takeru, are you sure he went this way?" The driving snow made it all but impossible to see, so the two teenagers were searching on instinct.
"Ken, I'm sure he went this way. I-just feel it." They fell silent as they walked forward. "Ken, I have something to ask you. You weren't serious when you said you hated me, were you?" Ken sighed. He knew this would come up some time.
"I-well, in a way, I did." He felt a pang as Takeru's face dropped. "Takeru, I *did* hate you, because I couldn't hate you for what you did."
"Back up a minute. What?"
"I-I hated you because you were in love with Hikari, and not me." Takeru's face lit up.
"Well, it makes sense now." Takeru grabbed Ken's arm, stopping him, pulled the other boy close, and kissed him. For a moment, the cold, the snow, the world outside, completely disappeared. Then, Takeru pulled away, and pulled Ken along with him.
"I-I, what just, I-" Takeru grinned. The suave, sophisticated, and ever-superior Ichijouji Ken reduced to confusion was just enough of a change to make the boy a completely different person.
"You're cute when you're confused, but I prefer the old Ken." Suddenly, he stumbled, and felt Ken instinctively grab him in midair. He looked down to see a half-submerged person crouching on the ground. "Taichi!" Takeru pulled him up from the snow, brushing the white powder from his shoulders. "We've been looking all over for you!" Taichi tried to pull away, but Takeru kept a firm grip on his arm.
"Just leave me here, all right?" Taichi sat, huddled in the snow, sulking. Takeru corrected himself; Taichi wasn't sulking, his eyes had the look of someone whose soul was stolen away.
"Taichi, we need your help." The brunette glared up at Takeu before staring off into the eternal white.
"I don't care. I don't need to help you, you don't need me."
"Taichi, Yamato needs you." Taichi pulled away roughly, moving away slightly.
"No he doesn't! I'm guessing you didn't hear what happened, ne?" Ken chose this moment to interject.
"We did, Tai-san. But he suffered a lot at the hands of Alex-san." Taichi snorted derisively.
"Yeah, but what could she do that would make him think he doesn't love me anymore?" Ken gave him a superior smile, which would have been funny had the situation not been so serious.
"Room 101." Taichi's eyes widened, and he sat down suddenly.
"No..." He stood up suddenly and grabbed Takeru's arm. "Come on, Take-kun!"
"Where are we going, Tai-kun?" Taichi gave a grim smile.
"We're trying to help Yamato." The trio returned slowly through the raging storm towards the cave.
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Mary Bonici, a 34-year-old insurance saleswoman, was taking pictures of the sphinx when the first snowflake fell. She glanced up, expecting some sort of sandstorm, but instead saw the beginnings of a light snowfall. She turned to her best friend, Jenny Cox, a 32-year-old marital counselor.
"Leave it to us to go to Egypt during a snowstorm," she snapped. Jenny looked puzzled.
"But it never snows in Egypt! The desert doesn't have the temperatures, much less the moisture, to snow, ever!"
"Then what the hell's happening?" Jenny shook her head.
"I have no clue."
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"Officials have already declared O'Hare, JFK, and LaGuardia unsafe for approach, and currently, only the major cities in the Midwest and New England are operational. All suburbs and minor highways are off-limits. Scientists are unable to explain this freak blizzard, but reports of snow in Egypt has them up in arms. At this point, officials strongly recc-" At that point, the power lines to that particular TV station broke beyond repair. And the snow continued to fall.
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Overturn
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I do NOT own Digimon. This is a fanfiction, which means that nothing here is technically canon (I'm writing this as if 02 never happened, but the characters are still there). Please don't sue. Also, this story contains yaoi, angst, a very sadistic, power-hungry woman, angst, violence, angst, death and random chaos, and angst. This means this is NOT exactly the sweetest story. If you read this, please don't flame, as it would upset me greatly, and you don't want to upset the person who could dream this stuff up, would you?
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"Get out of the way!" The assorted people dived to different sides as the monstrous Digimon attacked. Attacks and various negative energies flew as they cowered behind rocks. Takeru, who had ended up ducking behind a rocky outcrop with Koushiro, turned to him.
"What can we do? There's way to many of them to fight at once!"
"Listen, I don't know! I can try to find something out, but it'll mean I can't fight!" Suddenly, Ken ran through the crossfire, ducking and rolling to land next to the twom of them.
"Give me that computer, and I'll work on it!" he demanded. "They've probably made sure you can't find anything important, and all of you need to fight." Koushiro handed the computer to Ken silently, and stood up.
"All right, everyone, we have to fight!" Affirmative noises came from other outcroppings, and their assorted Digimon leapt up to fight the Megas. Ken smiled as Takeru turned to leave, and grabbed his hand.
"Good luck." Takeru stared at him for a moment before smiling warily, and then turned to join the battle. Even as he did so, stormclouds began to gather, shining with a white heaviness.
* * *
"How long before the effects begin to make themselves known in the general environment?"
"It will take several minutes before the temperatures have dropped significantly enough to be noticed, and perhaps another half-hour until snow begins to fall. Then, perhaps a day before the full effect begins to sink in. Already in the real world, storms in northern areas are chilling to become blizzards. In perhaps a day, the snow will begin falling in the tropics, and another twelve hours before the true situation becomes apparent." Maria smiled.
"Wonderful. How do you suppose that little Ken is doing on 'breaking' into my computer system?"
"He has found his way to the main files. In perhaps another minute or two, he will have found the information you are refering to. Madame, would you care to explain this elaborate planning to me?" Maria shook her head.
"The fewer people that know, the better."
* * *
"Of course; it makes sense," Ken muttered. "Golems..." He glanced upwards, and smiled.
"I've got it!" In an instant, Daisuke was beside him, staring at the screen.
"What is it?" Ken glanced up disdainfully.
"Please, I want to tell one of the fighters."
"I could tell Hikari-"
"Fine. I found out that those things aren't exactly Digimon; they're golems."
"Golems?" Ken sighed.
"Constructions of wood and clay that can do almost anything the real thing they copy can do, but they are just wood and clay, which means, first you need to name what they really are, and then set them aflame, or, alternately, melt them with water." Daisuke nodded.
"Right, call them golems, and then burn them. So long." He picked himself up and dashed outward to the area further out where the battle was raging."
* * *
"Celestial Arrow!" An arrow went slicing through the air, but was delfected by Puppet Pummel. Puppetmon laughed darkly at Hikari's attempts.
"Great job, weakling!" He cackled and leaped away to cause more damage, and Hikari began to cry out of frustration.
"Dammit, Takeru, how are we supposed to fight all the Dark Masters at once?"
"Call them what they are-golems." Hikari and Takeru glanced up, startled, to see Daisuke.
"Ken found out that they're nothing but fakes."
"VenomMyotismon is no fake! Nightmare Claw!" They scrambled to dodge, and then Daisuke stared at the virus Digimon.
"Go away, golem!" VenomMyotismon froze for an instant, and exploded. In his place stood a mound of earth and wood, stumbling towards them.
"Celestial Arrow!" The arrow cut through the clay like a hot knife through butter, and the golem collapsed. Hikari turned to Daisuk and gave him a hug.
"You'rem the greatest!" He blushed deeply as she did so, but even as he did, he paused. Was it him, or was it getting colder? He shook it off as nerves, and broke out of the hug so they could destroy the rest of the 'Digimon.'
* * *
The final golem melted into nothingness, and Hikari cried joyfully.
"We did it!" At that point, she shivered a little. Daisuke, worried, slipped off his jacket.
"What's wrong?" She shrugged, and then looked up.
"I'm sure of it now; the temperature is dropping."
"But surely it's natural, there are all sorts of weather systems here, just like the real world," Koushiro protested.
"But it isn't natural." They turned to see Ken, holding Koushiro's computer. He handed it back to its owner, and frowned. "The same thing is happening all over the Digiworld. There are places where the snow has started already." Jyou raised his hand nervously before speaking.
"What exactly does that mean?" Ken sighed.
"It means that for some reason, the Digiworld is being plunged into some unnatural winter. And, if my calculations are correct, which they are, it also means that the same thing is happening in the real world. It's Maria. She's trying to destroy the planet, and us, in an ice age not seen in thousands of years."
* * *
They had found a cave against the growing winds, and had built a fire. Taichi was keeping guard against any attack (even though Ken had insisted Maria was going to let them freeze to death), and he almost didn't notice when Yamato sat next to him.
"Tai-kun, we need to talk," he said. Taichi looked up.
"What is it, Yama-chan?" Yamato winced at the affectionate name.
"Listen, don't call me that. Taichi, I-I don't think we should see each other any more." Taichi's mouth dropped open. His brown eyes reflected betrayal and hurt at the words.
"N-Nani?"
"Tai, it-we're just not right for each other."
"Yama-chan, what do you mean?" Yamato grimaced, and turned his face away.
"Listen, Taichi, the problem is that I just don't love you anymore, all right?" Taichi gasped, as if slapped, stood up, and bolted outside into the driving snow. Yamato looked after him sadly. "Gomen nasai, Tai-chan," he muttered.
* * *
Hikari was resting her head on Daiksuke's shoulder when she saw Taichi run out of the cave. She sat bolt upright, knocking her head against her new boyfriend's.
"Ow! Hikari!" She barely noticed as she ran to the entrance, only to be held back by Yamato.
"It's too dangerous to go out there." She threw his arm aside.
"But you let my brother go out there!" Yamato shook his head.
"He needs time to think." Hikari shot him a vicious glance as she stormed back to the group.
"Sora, could you find out what in the world that JERK did to Taichi?" Sora sat up quickly, panic flashing across her face.
"What happened?" Hikari, still glaring, grabbed Daisuke's hand.
"Taichi ran off into the snow and Yamato doesn't seem to care. At all." Sora stood up, striding determinedly to the front of the cave, to give Yamato a piece of her mind. Hikari buried her face in Daisuke's shoulder, sobbing. "Please, Tai, be okay," she murmured, hugging Daisuke tightly.
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"What the hell did you do to Taichi?" Sora demanded, her righteous anger evident from the moment she approached the blond man. Yamato glanced up briefly before returning his attention to the swirling snow.
"Ask someone who care-" He stopped speaking when Sora smashed her fist into his lip.
"Listen, you little son of a bitch, Tai is my friend, and you, the one person he cares about more than Hikari over there who, by the way, is crying a river because she's concerned about him, break his heart and don't even care about it! So spill, Ishida!" Yamato, holding his lip gingerly, turned away, silent. "Yamato, why in the world did you do whatever you did?" She thought she heard Yamato whisper something. "What did you say?"
"Room 101."
"What is *that* supposed to-" Yamato pushed past her, and sat down in the darkest corner of the cave. Sora got up and walked over to the fire to where Koushiro was sitting. She was going to find out what this was about if it killed her.
* * *
Koushiro snuggled against Jyou, happily reveling in the closeness to his new-found love.
"Hmm, this is nice, ne?" Koushiro smiled, hugging the older man.
"Hai." Suddenly, he was dragged upwards, and found himself staring into Sora's furious eyes.
"Koushiro, what the hell is Room 101?" Sora was holding his collar, and glaring like a hungry tigress. He felt Jyou disengage him from her iron grip, and try to calm her down. He reminded himself to thank Jyou later. "No, Jyou. I need to know what Room 101 is!" Koushiro decided to intercede.
"Jyou, it's all right." He placed his hand comfortingly on Jyou's arm as he turned to Sora. "Room 101 is a concept from George Orwell's '1984.' In it, Winston, a rebel against the omniscient Party, was being reconditioned. Although they were able to force his opinions, they had to find a way to make him stop loving Julia, his mistress."
"Okay..."
"Listen, bear with me. In order to do that, they took Winston into Room 101." Sora was tapping her foot.
"Which is?" Koushiro sighed.
"I'm getting to that. Room 101 is 'the worst thing in the world.'"
"And what is that supposed to be?"
"No, you don't understand. Room 101 contains the one thing in the world that a person would sacrifice anything to avoid. For Winston, it was rats. For Taichi, it might me Hikari dying-"
"Or Yamato leaving him. And for Yamato, it would be..."
"Being abandoned," Jyou interjected. "Being left behind and not being able to do anything about it." Sora stood up.
"Arigatou. Now, I have to go outside."
"Why?" Takeru looked up from his side of the fire, bright eyes shining.
"Because Yamato dumped Taichi, and so he's gone running out into the blizzard."
"Then I'll go! Oniisan made this mess, and I'll fix it." Sora opened her mouth to protest when Ken piped in.
"I'll go with him, make sure he doesn't get himself killed." He stood up and passed Sora as Takeru hurried towards the front of the cave. "We'll find him, Sora, don't worry about that," he whispered.
* * *
"Takeru, are you sure he went this way?" The driving snow made it all but impossible to see, so the two teenagers were searching on instinct.
"Ken, I'm sure he went this way. I-just feel it." They fell silent as they walked forward. "Ken, I have something to ask you. You weren't serious when you said you hated me, were you?" Ken sighed. He knew this would come up some time.
"I-well, in a way, I did." He felt a pang as Takeru's face dropped. "Takeru, I *did* hate you, because I couldn't hate you for what you did."
"Back up a minute. What?"
"I-I hated you because you were in love with Hikari, and not me." Takeru's face lit up.
"Well, it makes sense now." Takeru grabbed Ken's arm, stopping him, pulled the other boy close, and kissed him. For a moment, the cold, the snow, the world outside, completely disappeared. Then, Takeru pulled away, and pulled Ken along with him.
"I-I, what just, I-" Takeru grinned. The suave, sophisticated, and ever-superior Ichijouji Ken reduced to confusion was just enough of a change to make the boy a completely different person.
"You're cute when you're confused, but I prefer the old Ken." Suddenly, he stumbled, and felt Ken instinctively grab him in midair. He looked down to see a half-submerged person crouching on the ground. "Taichi!" Takeru pulled him up from the snow, brushing the white powder from his shoulders. "We've been looking all over for you!" Taichi tried to pull away, but Takeru kept a firm grip on his arm.
"Just leave me here, all right?" Taichi sat, huddled in the snow, sulking. Takeru corrected himself; Taichi wasn't sulking, his eyes had the look of someone whose soul was stolen away.
"Taichi, we need your help." The brunette glared up at Takeu before staring off into the eternal white.
"I don't care. I don't need to help you, you don't need me."
"Taichi, Yamato needs you." Taichi pulled away roughly, moving away slightly.
"No he doesn't! I'm guessing you didn't hear what happened, ne?" Ken chose this moment to interject.
"We did, Tai-san. But he suffered a lot at the hands of Alex-san." Taichi snorted derisively.
"Yeah, but what could she do that would make him think he doesn't love me anymore?" Ken gave him a superior smile, which would have been funny had the situation not been so serious.
"Room 101." Taichi's eyes widened, and he sat down suddenly.
"No..." He stood up suddenly and grabbed Takeru's arm. "Come on, Take-kun!"
"Where are we going, Tai-kun?" Taichi gave a grim smile.
"We're trying to help Yamato." The trio returned slowly through the raging storm towards the cave.
* * *
Mary Bonici, a 34-year-old insurance saleswoman, was taking pictures of the sphinx when the first snowflake fell. She glanced up, expecting some sort of sandstorm, but instead saw the beginnings of a light snowfall. She turned to her best friend, Jenny Cox, a 32-year-old marital counselor.
"Leave it to us to go to Egypt during a snowstorm," she snapped. Jenny looked puzzled.
"But it never snows in Egypt! The desert doesn't have the temperatures, much less the moisture, to snow, ever!"
"Then what the hell's happening?" Jenny shook her head.
"I have no clue."
* * *
"Officials have already declared O'Hare, JFK, and LaGuardia unsafe for approach, and currently, only the major cities in the Midwest and New England are operational. All suburbs and minor highways are off-limits. Scientists are unable to explain this freak blizzard, but reports of snow in Egypt has them up in arms. At this point, officials strongly recc-" At that point, the power lines to that particular TV station broke beyond repair. And the snow continued to fall.
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