Tring, Tring
"Hello, Matt here. If your a fan I cannot talk right now because I am..am rearranging my guitar and cd set."
"Matt, oh thank goodness your here. I need your help right now. I called the first person who came to my mind."
"Kari? What's wrong?", Matt said a bit more attentively.
"Matt, its horrible. T.K just fell unconsious for no apparent reason. I tried to revive him but he's not responding! Matt, I'm scared.", Kari said in a very scared voice.
"T.K.! Kari you stay with him. Tell me where are you guys? T.K is breathing right?", Matt asked standing now with his free hand clenched into a fist.
"Oh, No. His pulse is going weak. What do I do?", Kari asked practically choking
"Com'n Kari this is not the time to go wimpy. Remember you are 14 after all. You must know CPR.", Matt said putting on his coat.
"Well, yes I do know CPR. But I don't think resucitation is required right now. I think I should start chest compressions.!" Kari said from the other side.
"Good, but tell me what happened?", Matt said getting his keys.
"Well, Matt it may be difficult to understand but..the evil is back.", Kari practically whispered
This stopped Matt in his tracks as he was going down the elavator.
"WHAT?"
"you heard me Matt. He is back. Stronger than ever and he wont stop till he gets what he wants..", Kari said
"REVENGE!", Matt said in a hoarse whisper
"Yes, Revenge is what he seeks.", Kari said.
"Look right now I am opening the door to my new Porche so better start telling me where you guys are."
"Ok, Matt. We are at the Gran-Pan Mall. Ten blocks away from your hair stylist. Please hurry. And be careful. He may get you.!", Kari said with a warning.
"Gotcha. You stay with T.K. I know you can keep him into existence so do your job. I will hurry! Bye!"
"Bye Matt" Click
Matt was now backing his car from the parking space in the underground parking lot. He looked like a calm cool teen who knew what he was doing as he started going down the main street. Actually he was anything but calm. He was worried, angry, scared and frustrated at the same time. He whizzed throught the bundle of cars and thought in worry all the time. He wanted to reach the mall in the quickest way possible. So he turned off from the main street onto a dirt road. This particular dirt road went two ways. One way led just fifteen blocks away from the Mall and the other leads to a dangerous cliff known as Lovers Death, name came from some legend. For some unknown reason Matt took the road to the cliff thinking it was the way to the mall.
Matt was straing to think so much that he didn't notice where he was going. He could only think about T.K, his brother. His only brother. He speeded up his car to the speed of 80km per hour. He happened to glane around to see is he was on the right track. And that was when he saw that he was indeed on the wrong lane. He scolded himself mentally and lowered his speed to turn around. The only problem was that he couldn't get his porche to slow down. He was going at a very fast pace. The meter reached 85 km, 90 km , 95 km, 100 km, 110 km and then 120 km the last speed. Matt couldn't control his car. He was scared, more scared than he had been when he was battling the Dark Masters. STUPID, he thought, I DIDN"T EVEN PUT ON MY SEATBELT.
He looked ahead dreading what he knew would be the end of the road as well as the end of his life. The careened fast without a bump. It was practically flying in the air. Then Matt saw it. The edge of the cliff. He wanted to jump, run away from his troubles but how could he do that with a maniac car going at the speed of 120km per hour on a dirt road leading off to a 3000 meter drop.
Then came no sound, Matts car had jumped, leaped from firm ground into thin air. The Porche was leaping over air. Matt turned around and saw the cliff far behind him. Then he felt the pressure. He was falling, he wad seperated from his car. This WAS his end.
"NoooooooooooO!", Matt yelled
And for a moment it seemed that time stopped. MAtt's Digivice glowed and huge amounts of green light blasted from it in pure desperation. Matt looked up and saw Gabumon jump from his Porche.
"You thought I would let you go alone on a night like this? Especially without your seat belt?"
"No, time . Gabummoooonnn!", Matt yelled falling much faster now. It looked as if some invisible hand was pulling him faster than gravity.
Gabumon glowed green.
Gabumon Warp Digivolve MetalGarurumon
MetalGarurumon didn't waste anytime. He swooped down fast and broke MAtt's fall.
"OW! That hurts oK!", Matt complained shakily
"Yeah, well I just saved your butt!", MetalGarurumon said jokingly as he flew towards the top of the cliff.
"Um, Matt, would you like to try and stand on this thing called ground or would you rather that we flew directly to the Mall? Your call!"
"You kidding, I wanna do that again—", MAtt started
"Oh No, I'm not saving you the next time. You're on your own the next time.", MetalGarurumon said flying towards the mall.
"let me continue! I wanna try that again, but next time with a bungee or a fallback action. Get it?"
"Famous Rock Star, Cool hair, bad humour, very bad humour!", MetalGarurumon groaned.
Suddenly a crash resounded from a distance. A crunching noice and then the car alarm continued for a while and then silenced.
"I sure hope that was a car you found on the street!", MetalGarurumon said looking over his shoulder.
"I loved that car, not as much as I love Janis—" , Matt started
"Even more, eh?"
"You betcha. But it's a good thing that car is insured. I always wanted one of those new Porche convertibles 3009. But chit chat later. I have a brother and friend to attend to. I just hope I am not two late. Com'n MetalGarurumon FULL SPEED!!", Matt yelled.

.....A darker than dark hand slammed into the Porsche. The hand penetrated through the red metal and through the hard core steel engine. The hand reached the source of the car alarm and with the two dark fingers crushed it. The hand retracted out from the car. There was darkness all around the bottom of the cliff. And within this darkness, two gleaming red eyes appeared, blinked once and then dissapeared.....

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