Blood Zone:
Prologue/Victim
The First
[A/N: I am getting REALLY
corny with those titles. Well, I
personally want to do a story about vampires and vampirism. And so, Myotismon is the center. Please review. This is set a few years in the future from 02, which will be
stated. Also, the original
Digi-destined were sixteen in my 02 time, so shut up with the age from Japan
stuff! It's American type, to some
shame.]
[Disclaimer: Don't own.]
Tai
stared at the ring on his finger with a lingering smile. After all this time, he and Matt were
finally engaged. It was a tiring task,
setting up everything. "Thank god that
Mom and Mrs. Takaishi are doing almost everything!" the twenty-two-year-old man
laughed, "My brain would pop if Matt and I tried to do everything ourselves!"
He
paused on the sidewalk and thought back eight years. He had wanted to just beat Sora against the sidewalk for taking
Matt. Well, at least she had finally
gotten together with Izzy and away from Matt.
"Hello? Earth to Tai? Earth to Tai Kamiya?"
Tai
blinked and his chocolate-brown eyes focused again. He looked up a bit to see a familiar face. "Hey!" he laughed, "Myotismon! So how's our favorite blood drinker and his
happy little girlfriend been?"
"Well,
we're both just fine." Myotismon murmured.
"So where's Shinji?" Tai questioned.
"She
was put on the late shift." the blonde replied, "So she has to sleep during the
day right now." "So let me get this
straight." Tai muttered, "When she was eighteen, she was a computer-fixer. Then, just a few months ago, she was a
teacher at Kari's high school. And now
she's…"
"A
doctor who works with Izzy on the D Project." Myotismon replied, "But just last
week she was put on the graveyard shift and right now she sleeps in the
daytime." "Ouch!" Tai laughed, "I'm
glad I just have to teach an elementary school gym class!"
"So,
is Matt still a musician?" the digimon asked.
"Yep!" Tai replied, "I couldn't drag him away from that band if my life
depended on it!" "Well, if your life
were at stake, certainly." Myotismon smirked, "Giving them up for one of us…"
"He's
got a gig right now." Tai grinned, "I'm meeting him in the park by the
amphitheater tonight after it's done."
"Well, I had better get back." Myotismon smirked slightly, "Neither
Shinji or I need much sleep, and she likes seeing me when she gets up. Goodbye, Tai." "See ya around!" Tai replied as the digimon walked off.
-Victim The First-
The darkness fell over Tokyo like a comforting
blanket. But there was an ominous note
that flowed through the air as the sun sank lower in the sky. A shadowy figure slithered in between the
shadows of the trees in the park by the amphitheater, eagerly awaiting
something.
Matt
snapped shut the clasps of his guitar case and hefted it up. "Great concert, guys!" he called, "See you
tomorrow at practice!" "See ya later,
boss!" the drummer replied. There were
murmurs that Matt couldn't understand, but he smiled as he somewhat bounded
from the dome-shaped theater.
Tai
walked leisurely into the park. He
covered a yawn lazily with a large hand.
It was just about eleven, so he was getting pretty tired. The chestnut-brown-haired man walked towards
the place he had planned to meet his fiancée.
Matt
slid one hand into his pocket, the other hand holding tight to the case. A chill slid down his back as a breeze
brushed by. He bunched the top of his
coat with his hand and started towards the place he planned to meet Tai.
"Yamato…"
Matt
froze as a voice called his real name in a haunting, laughing tone. He looked around slowly, turning to look
behind him. But nothing was there,
there wasn't even a shadow behind a tree.
"I really hope Jun hasn't taken up stalking me again." the blond man
thought, "It's really creepy."
He
turned forwards, and then screamed.
Glowing eyes greeted his blue eyes, and narrowed with glee.
Tai
jumped as he heard a scream of terror.
He recognized the voice, and started to run towards the origin of the
scream.
Matt
stared up at the night sky. It was dark
blue, dark blue, dark blue… A sudden
push of the fangs in his throat brought him from his thoughts. His blood spilled from the two wounds and
tears welled his in eyes. This horrible
pain…the pain of flesh being torn and the horrible ripping pain of betrayal.
This
horrible ripping pain was twisting so deep inside him, winding down through a
spiral that led to…
"MATT!"
Matt? It didn't lead to him…
"GET
THE HELL AWAY FROM—" Tai ran as hard as he could, but then gasped in
horror. Matt's vampiric attacker
snarled, and then leapt straight up, vanishing into the darkness of the
night. Matt slowly fell to his side.
"MATT!"
Tai rushed to Matt's side and dropped to his knees, "Matt, hold on!" He cradled Matt's head in his lap and looked
around. He had no cell phone, and neither
did Matt. There was no payphone around.
"HELP!"
Tai screamed at the top of his lungs, "PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP!" He repeated the cry until his throat was
raw. He looked down to Matt. The beautiful blonde's skin was a sickening
white color, and blood was staining Tai's jeans. "…Tai…" Matt scratched out.
"Shh!" Tai whispered, "Don't worry!
You'll be OK! And we'll get
married and maybe adopt and—"
"…don't…leave
me." Matt whispered. "I won't!" Tai
said frantically, "I swear I won't!"
Matt reached up towards Tai, but everything swirled down into black.
Suddenly,
blinding white.
Matt's
eyes opened a pencil-thin crack.
Everything around him was blinding white, and he couldn't see. He tried to speak, but all that came from it
was a wheezing-like sound and wretched pain.
"Matt?" a soft, scratchy voice whispered. Matt moved his eyes slowly to see Tai sitting in a chair
beside…whatever he was laying in. His
fiancée had bags beneath his eyes, and reached over and patted Matt's hand
gently.
Matt
sniffed sadly, and then started to sob softly as everything slowly came back to
him.
"Matt,
do you know who attacked you?" Tai's voice cracked. Matt shook his head, clutching his temples. He didn't want to think about it, to think
about anything right then.
"Please,
Matt." Tai pleaded softly, "We need to know who attacked you." "…he betrayed us." Matt sobbed weakly, "He
betrayed us!" "Who?" Tai asked, taking
Matt's shoulders gently in his hands, "Who did?"
"Who's
a damn vampire, Tai?!" Matt shrieked, "Who?!"
Tai jumped backwards with a gasp of shock. Matt couldn't mean that, could he? Tai had just seen Myotismon that afternoon. The vampiric digimon was at peace, happy.
Matt's
angered face twitched with pain and sadness, and he began to sob once more, resting
his forehead on Tai's shoulder.
Tai
stared off into a blank void that had opened up in front of his eyes, oblivious
of his fiancée's unhappiness. He
thought that Myotismon would be content with things as they were. He was with Shinji. Why on earth would he attack Matt? Why would he attack anyone?
Tai's
face suddenly stiffened in anger and he shook with rage.
"Once
a bastard, always a bastard." he murmured angrily.
