WARNING! This chapter includes obsene languages, depression, and severe medical disorders...not for little ones!

"Yamato..."Sora leaned forward to touch my shoulder, but I jerked away. She removed her hand, as I began to twitch uncontrollably.
I slammed into the ground, my body shakeing and jerking. I felt my eyes roll into the back of and whimpers my head, and my mouth opened, uttering incoherent moans
and whimpers. I heard Sora scream, Takeru shout, and the voice of Jyou calling above the fray of it all, "...my god, he's having a seizure! A fucking, bloody seizure!" Another scream, higher-pitched, and a thump as Mimi reeled back into Sora, crying.
"Guys, what's going on!?" I tried to scream, but the words didn't come out of my mouth. A gurgle emminated instead, and warm liquid gushed up my throat and dribbled down my chin. I wanted to know what that was, though I had a feeling it was either my lunch or a bodily fluid that's not supossed to come out there.
"Oh dear lord..." Jyou moaned, and arms were under my armpits, heaving me to my knees. "He's going into shock!" The words were strangly muffled, like I was underwater.
I bucked forward onto my knees, vomiting what I now knew, in some subconcious resovoir, was blood- the think, dark blood that comes from your liver and stomach, almost black- and it spattered into the ground. I could take it no longer, and I gave up the fight and reeled into the welcome blackness.
***
I woke to someone smacking my cheeks rather hard. Little wet drops were falling on my face. I slowly opened my eyes. "Oh-huh?"
The red-haired girl stared down at me.
"Yamato! Do you know-" she held a fist over her mouth, choking back a sob. She tried again, her voice failing some. "We've been so worried about you. We've taken Taichi back to camp. The Dark Mistress- the girl who- attacked us, left this for you."
Hand shaking, she shoved a note into my hands. "Yamato" was calligraphed neatly on the folded front.
"From- from..." I coulnd't bring myself to say it.
"LadyDevimon....?" Sora said said quietly. I nodded.
"Yes, her. But why?" I tried to hold back a sob.
"Oh Yamato...it's so awful...I just can't bear it!" She threw her arms about my neck. "Here...here, just read it, I can't bring myself to say it." She buried her face in her hands.
I shook the letter open, and read:
"Yamato, carrier of Friendship-
'I know that you love the carrier of Courage, name of Taichi. Now, because I'm a nice Digimon, I'm willing to let him go.'
I sucked in my breath, daring to believe it.
'However, there is a price.'
My heart sank.
'I would rather have another Digi-Destined then Courage, for he is of little use to me. There are three of you seven that would be valuable to me, and I'm willing to let you choose.
'First, I would love to get my hands on Love. She's a caring girl, and I could use her to look after my child.
'Secondly, Hope. He's such a bright little ray of sunshine, and he'd be a good companion for my little son, ChibiDevimon.
'And I know that as Friendship it will be impossible to choose. So I leave you my final request, and you last choice.
'Carrier of Friendship, I would be happy to release Taichi Yagami, carrier of coruage, in exchange for you.
'Signed,
LadyDevimon'
I shuddered, and for a minute I was afraid I would have another seizure. I couldn't help from shakeing. Sora looked up, rust-coloured eyes redder then usual from crying.
"What're we gonna do, Yama?" she whispered, terrified, and for the first time in my life I was left speechless.
God how I wish I knew the answer. God how I wish I knew.