Disclaimer: As always, I don't own Digimon, or it's characters *sigh*.
AN: I decided to comment on my reviews ^_^
Mattina Ishida: Cool name! ^_~ I'm gonna try to write more fast...so don't go crazy on me, k?
J-: Sorry about putting your name wrong when I replied to your review ~_~'. Oh, and thanks again
on the censor rating thing ^_^.
Suiren: *hee...hee* I already told you something on IM about the "don't let Matt die thing", I
won't say it here 'cause it could be a spoiler, though ^_~. *hee...hee* Glad you liked the style
and the story.
Pattie: I will continue the story ASAP ^_~. I didn't know Matt and T.K. stories were rare 0o...
I'll have to write some more. Have you read "The Greatest Skill a Doctor Has"? It's a great
T.K. and Matt story, also on fanfiction.net. If you haven't you can find a link to it in the
"favorite stories" section of my profile (just click on my name, koki-san, where ever you see it).
As for the other readers, if you write a review I'll write you a special message too ^_^. So, how
about forcing me to write 20-50 messages per new chapter? ^_~
I'm gonna write two halfs to this chapter...you'll have to decide which is T.K. and which is Matt,
not...I'll tell you, in the story ^_~.
The White Light- Chapter 3 (aka...the REAL chapter 2)
The pain. It burned so badly, and the darkness...the darkness was closing in around him. But no,
he wouldn't let the darkness triumph. The darkness was so like the evil he hated...he would drive
it back. The darkness would not claim him.
T.K.'s eyes fluttered open. All around him was white, it was all so bright. T.K. squinted slightly,
opening his eyes slowly and allowing them to adjust to the brightness. He glanced out the window,
The sun was at it's zenith and the sky clear and blue. He wondered how long he'd been out of it,
the last he remembered it'd been night. He'd been in the car with...Dad! Matt! How were they
fareing? He remembered the accident now. The collision as the windows had shattered around him.
All had been one great mass of confusion....
T.K. struggled to sit up, finding himself weaker than he thought. He glanced at his arm and jumped
in suprise. Ugly scars laced the white skin of both his arms and, as he later discoverd, his face
and a good portion of his chest. He figured he must have been cut nastily from the glass.
But that wasn't his major concern now, his father and older brother were. Where were they? Were
they even alive? T.K. was about to do something rash when the nurse entered the room, apparently
very suprised to see him awake and sitting up.
" Where's my dad and brother?" T.K. asked, not even giving the poor nurse time to recover from her
shock.
" Oh, um...you mean the man and the boy brought in with you?" the nurse asked.
" Yeah," T.K. replied, a bit exasperated from his anxiety.
" The man is in the room next door and the boy in another room...," the nurse replied, trailing off.
" Yes?" T.K. said, the tone in his voice urging her to go on.
" Well, I don't know if I'm allowed to give any more information," the nurse replied, causing T.K.
to sweatdrop.
T.K. sighed, and then tried to get out of bed to visit his dad. The only thing he got was the nurse
insisting that he stay in bed until the doctor said he could leave. T.K. sighed and flipped on the
T.V.. He was greeted with Ken's face in some commercial and he grinned, remembering how he, Davis,
and the others had befriended Ken. Then he sighed, Ken was just more proof of how light and dark
were connected. Everyone had a mix of the two, and everyone had the potential to be an advocate
for either one.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Everything was dark, he wanted to wake up...but he couldn't force his eyes to open...in fact he
couldn't move at all. His mind was panicing, was he paralyzed? Was this how it felt to be paralyzed?
The darkness was all around him, threatening to consume him, to let him fall so deep into it that
he'd never escape. He fought against it. He didn't like the darkness, it was too much like death.
He wondered what had happened to T.K. and his dad. Were they alright? Were they dead? Were they
having to fight against this dark void too? Was this what it was like to die? Was he in limbo,
the place between life and death?
He could hear someone moving around the room and voices...different voices, but he couldn't identify
who they belonged to. He must not be dead...if he was dead he wouldn't be able to hear, right?
Matt didn't know, all he knew was he wanted to wake up, he wanted to respond. He sighed. Wait,
that wasn't a mental sigh, he'd actually heard it. And he could tell the voices heard it too.
" Is he coming out of his coma?"
" No, sir...it was just a temporary thing. We'll keep watching, though, for more signs."
" Good, let me know if anything else happens."
So, that was it. He was in a coma. He didn't know much about them...but he had heard somewhere
that people in a coma could hear things, but not respond. He could definatly hear things...and he
wanted to respond so badly. He wanted to wake up, to tell the world he was alright.
All of a sudden he realized how much people took things for granted. Even the simple action of
seeing people, of being able to open your eyes, of being able to respond to people. He missed
everyone and everything. T.K., his mom and dad, Tai, Sora, Mimi, Izzy, Joe, Kari, Davis, Yolei,
Cody, and Ken. His band, food, the sky, just...everything. If he was capable he knew he'd be crying.
In truth, he was scared...what if he never woke up? What if he just stayed in limbo until one day
he just drifted off. People outside would say it was a peaceful way to go...but it wouldn't be, it
isn't. He just wanted to wake up and go home. To live his life again, even spending an evening with
Jun would be preferable to this.
Sometime Matt drifted off into a restless sleep, his conscious mind shutting down for a short while,
only to wake up later. So, he went through the same torture, hour by hour. He didn't know how long,
because in his limbo he had no way to tell time....
(to be continued) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm begining to LOVE cliffhangers ^_~. Hopefully the next
chapter will be out soon...I'll probably have to wait until after I get back from New York (Sunday)
to get the next part started.... Next, Tai and the others arrive at the hospital ^_^
AN: I decided to comment on my reviews ^_^
Mattina Ishida: Cool name! ^_~ I'm gonna try to write more fast...so don't go crazy on me, k?
J-: Sorry about putting your name wrong when I replied to your review ~_~'. Oh, and thanks again
on the censor rating thing ^_^.
Suiren: *hee...hee* I already told you something on IM about the "don't let Matt die thing", I
won't say it here 'cause it could be a spoiler, though ^_~. *hee...hee* Glad you liked the style
and the story.
Pattie: I will continue the story ASAP ^_~. I didn't know Matt and T.K. stories were rare 0o...
I'll have to write some more. Have you read "The Greatest Skill a Doctor Has"? It's a great
T.K. and Matt story, also on fanfiction.net. If you haven't you can find a link to it in the
"favorite stories" section of my profile (just click on my name, koki-san, where ever you see it).
As for the other readers, if you write a review I'll write you a special message too ^_^. So, how
about forcing me to write 20-50 messages per new chapter? ^_~
I'm gonna write two halfs to this chapter...you'll have to decide which is T.K. and which is Matt,
not...I'll tell you, in the story ^_~.
The White Light- Chapter 3 (aka...the REAL chapter 2)
The pain. It burned so badly, and the darkness...the darkness was closing in around him. But no,
he wouldn't let the darkness triumph. The darkness was so like the evil he hated...he would drive
it back. The darkness would not claim him.
T.K.'s eyes fluttered open. All around him was white, it was all so bright. T.K. squinted slightly,
opening his eyes slowly and allowing them to adjust to the brightness. He glanced out the window,
The sun was at it's zenith and the sky clear and blue. He wondered how long he'd been out of it,
the last he remembered it'd been night. He'd been in the car with...Dad! Matt! How were they
fareing? He remembered the accident now. The collision as the windows had shattered around him.
All had been one great mass of confusion....
T.K. struggled to sit up, finding himself weaker than he thought. He glanced at his arm and jumped
in suprise. Ugly scars laced the white skin of both his arms and, as he later discoverd, his face
and a good portion of his chest. He figured he must have been cut nastily from the glass.
But that wasn't his major concern now, his father and older brother were. Where were they? Were
they even alive? T.K. was about to do something rash when the nurse entered the room, apparently
very suprised to see him awake and sitting up.
" Where's my dad and brother?" T.K. asked, not even giving the poor nurse time to recover from her
shock.
" Oh, um...you mean the man and the boy brought in with you?" the nurse asked.
" Yeah," T.K. replied, a bit exasperated from his anxiety.
" The man is in the room next door and the boy in another room...," the nurse replied, trailing off.
" Yes?" T.K. said, the tone in his voice urging her to go on.
" Well, I don't know if I'm allowed to give any more information," the nurse replied, causing T.K.
to sweatdrop.
T.K. sighed, and then tried to get out of bed to visit his dad. The only thing he got was the nurse
insisting that he stay in bed until the doctor said he could leave. T.K. sighed and flipped on the
T.V.. He was greeted with Ken's face in some commercial and he grinned, remembering how he, Davis,
and the others had befriended Ken. Then he sighed, Ken was just more proof of how light and dark
were connected. Everyone had a mix of the two, and everyone had the potential to be an advocate
for either one.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Everything was dark, he wanted to wake up...but he couldn't force his eyes to open...in fact he
couldn't move at all. His mind was panicing, was he paralyzed? Was this how it felt to be paralyzed?
The darkness was all around him, threatening to consume him, to let him fall so deep into it that
he'd never escape. He fought against it. He didn't like the darkness, it was too much like death.
He wondered what had happened to T.K. and his dad. Were they alright? Were they dead? Were they
having to fight against this dark void too? Was this what it was like to die? Was he in limbo,
the place between life and death?
He could hear someone moving around the room and voices...different voices, but he couldn't identify
who they belonged to. He must not be dead...if he was dead he wouldn't be able to hear, right?
Matt didn't know, all he knew was he wanted to wake up, he wanted to respond. He sighed. Wait,
that wasn't a mental sigh, he'd actually heard it. And he could tell the voices heard it too.
" Is he coming out of his coma?"
" No, sir...it was just a temporary thing. We'll keep watching, though, for more signs."
" Good, let me know if anything else happens."
So, that was it. He was in a coma. He didn't know much about them...but he had heard somewhere
that people in a coma could hear things, but not respond. He could definatly hear things...and he
wanted to respond so badly. He wanted to wake up, to tell the world he was alright.
All of a sudden he realized how much people took things for granted. Even the simple action of
seeing people, of being able to open your eyes, of being able to respond to people. He missed
everyone and everything. T.K., his mom and dad, Tai, Sora, Mimi, Izzy, Joe, Kari, Davis, Yolei,
Cody, and Ken. His band, food, the sky, just...everything. If he was capable he knew he'd be crying.
In truth, he was scared...what if he never woke up? What if he just stayed in limbo until one day
he just drifted off. People outside would say it was a peaceful way to go...but it wouldn't be, it
isn't. He just wanted to wake up and go home. To live his life again, even spending an evening with
Jun would be preferable to this.
Sometime Matt drifted off into a restless sleep, his conscious mind shutting down for a short while,
only to wake up later. So, he went through the same torture, hour by hour. He didn't know how long,
because in his limbo he had no way to tell time....
(to be continued) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm begining to LOVE cliffhangers ^_~. Hopefully the next
chapter will be out soon...I'll probably have to wait until after I get back from New York (Sunday)
to get the next part started.... Next, Tai and the others arrive at the hospital ^_^
