A/N = I must have hit my head or something, 'cause I'm going to rewrite this story, the second digi-series I ever typed down. There's a reason for this, a very =very= good reason. Wolf. And Lady Myotiswomon. I grew attached to them, and I've now decided to use them in other projects of mine, so I thought I owed them to rewrite this story with a readable style ^^;; I'm not going to rewrite this completely, though. I'm already working on something like 15 fics, digimon and non, and going to five schools, and since ME WANNA LIVE!!! I'm just going to edit the major mistakes and add some scenes here and there. This means this fic's style is going to be very different from my current one AND that it will sport a huge amount of grammatical mistakes *bows* I'm sooooooooooooooooorry…………. this story's grammar is going to suck *bows again*.
But truly hope you'll enjoy the plot. ^_^
A/N 2 = This takes places during season 01. The Dark Masters never existed, or at least, the DD never met them. They =did= come back to Earth to find the eighth children, Kari, and they're now back to the digital world to destroy Myotismon since- or so it seems- they didn't get rid of him in the real world. They're nearly all 14 now. Just Joe's 15 and TK's 11.
Warnings = *** MAJOR SPOILERS*** This fic will have Mimato, Wolfmimi, Taito, Taiora/Sorichi (k-chan DON'T KILL ME!^^;;), LadyMyoato (?), hints of Wolfichi aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand………that's all. I think. Beware of character………. 'death'. Sort of. Never forget I'm a sucker for plot twists and surreal situations.
Disclaimer = I don't own them. I'm borrowing the characters to torture them a bit. ^^
ENJOY!!!!
The eyes of the wolfMatt was laying on the burned ground of the wood, his half open eyes searching a sky nearly as stunningly blue as them, trying to recognize in the sea of stars the constellations he and his friends had invented for that digital blue, that after so many years wasn't so extraneous anymore. A forgiving cold breeze rose to ruffle his blond hair, tugging playfully at his clothes and running down his body tenderly, almost with a soothing caress; a mother's comforting touch.
The giant werewolf with the fur as white as ivory and stripes as blue as the ocean's water, was on his knees by his human's side. His giant hands were placed on the ground, cupped around Matt's body as to protect him for the flames that in reality had died down hours before. But WereGarurumon was holding to that little act of protection as his last hope to be with his friend. The werewolf-like digimon let loose a sigh, soft and almost imperceptible in his complexion, but piercing and powerful in the still silence. Bottomless tawny eyes aligned on Matt's once green shirt, now totally covered with blooms of crimson blood. Blooms which had blossomed all over his face and neck as well, plastering lock of golden to a forehead that was turning paler and paler with each second that passed.
After was seemed eternity, the digimon sighed again. And this time the boy lying on the ground turned his face to lock his eyes with the piercing ginger orbs looking down at him with worry.
"…I'm dying, am I not…?" the blonde whispered softly, his voice so weak, so tiny. Nearly inaudible.
"No…" The giant werewolf shook his head slowly, accomplishing the motion with almost solemn pride. Battling bravely the moisture quickly welling up in his eyes. "You can't die…you promised her you'd come back… remember? So you've to keep your promise Matt…you're not dying…"
Matt closed his eyes and sighed softly.
~*~* FLASHBACK ~*~*
"Matt, please don't do it!!!" Mimi yelled, grabbing Matt's arm with a force you would expect such a thin little girl to possess. But he just looked at her coldly, freeing himself from her grab with a rough tug that caused the girl to retreat a couple of steps. She kept murmuring his name to herself, like mantra, softly pleading him to stay. But when a cold stare was all she obtained as an answer, she slowly fell on her knees, rivulets of tears cascading out her cheeks.
"Please, Matt…" she said softly, as she tentatively raised a hand toward him.
"GO AWAY!" He shouted angrily, and the outstretched hand immediately was withdrawn and placed over a heart beating like a bird trying to get free from his cage. Startled, Mimi let out a strangled gasp, watery hazel eyes widening. Matt quickly turned around, so she couldn't see his face anymore.
"But, Matt…" She whispered softly, once again summoning enough strength to reach out toward him.
"GO AWAY!!!" He shouted louder, clenching his hands into tight fists.
"Matt…please…Matt…don't go… you don't…"
"ARE YOU DEAF?! I SAID GO AWAY!!!!!!" he cut her words, clenching his fists harder; eyes squinted in what seemed rage.
"NOOOOOOO!!! I'LL NEVER DO IT!!!!" Her scream echoed in the cold air if the russet sunset, and Matt couldn't stop himself from turning back around, his eyes wide and jaw hung slack in disbelief. She had never act so mad. Her voice, as fragile as a china doll until moments before, was now a low growl, a strange sound of shattered glass and broken bells, desperate and cracked.
"I won't let you go!" She screamed, her voice raising to a squeak at the end of her sentence. "I don't wanna lose you as I lost our others friends… Piximon… Leomon… Whamon… " More tears rolled down her cheeks, and soon there were unstoppable rivers tracing her face. "...I can't stand anymore to see my friends die for this stupid war!! I JUST CAN'T!!!!!" She buried her face on her hands, her tiny shoulder racked by heavy sobs. "I can't… this is too much…" her voice dropped to a tiny whisper, her tone barely louder than a breathe. "…too much… too much…"
"Mimi…" Matt whispered softly, taking a step forward and placing a hand over his heart, tipping his head to a side to take a closer look to her half hidden face. "I'll come back… I'll do… but now… look around: the others are wounded, me and WereGarurumon are the only ones still on their feet…"
Trembling, the girl raised her gaze and surveyed all her friends with watery eyes. And there it was. The truth Matt wanted her to see. He was right. Humans and digimon were on the ground, supporting each other as best as they could, weak and wounded; worn-out and distraught. Despite her self, Mimi nodded, her hands dropping limply at her sides.
"So please…" Matt kept on, his voice still sweet and soothing. "Run away with the others and hide in a safe place… me and Gab will follow you as soon as we'll have taken care of this…"
"NOOO!" Mimi yelled again "I can't leave you there alone, surrounded by all these Devidramon!! You could die!!"
"I won't…"
"NO! Be realistic!! You could lose your life!!!"
"I'll come back. I promise."
"NO! How can you be so sure?!" She shook her head frantically, grinding her teeth to the point of pain, her chest heaving in jagged breaths.
"I'll come back" Matt replied, his low and even voice a stunning contrast with her pierced and cracked one.
"How can you be so sure?!" She yelled, squinting her eyes, the remains of her calmness crumbling down, reduced to ashes. "How can you be so =DAMN= sure?!"
"BECAUSE I CAN'T STAY FAR FROM YOU, MIMI!!!" He yelled back, shutting his eyes hardly and once again turning back to face his enemies.
To Mimi, his yell had the same effect as a bullet piercing her heart. She reeled backward, as if wounded, mouth ajar and eyes wide. She moved her lips, finding her voice only after several tries.
"Y-you c-can't…" She whispered, her eyes travelling to align on his back as he whispered again.
"I can't stay far from you, Mimi…that's why I'll come back. I promise." And with those last words, he jumped forward, dashing toward the enemy full-speed "Let's go, WereGarurumon!!" He cried, his call answered almost immediately by a loud howl that -somehow- warmed his heart and tamed its wild beating. Determination setting his eyes on fire, he took two handfuls of his digital partner's fur, jumping on his back and wrapping his arms around his muscular neck, face pressed in the soft coat wavering in the wind.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!" Mimi cried desperately, her whole body shook by heavy shivers. "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!" Once again she called, the force of desperation making hear cry as loud as the one of a wild thunderstorm. On instinct, she stepped forward, trying to reach him. Then, she broke into a desperate run, but before she could even reach the bottom of the little hill they were standing upon, someone grabbed her by her shoulders. The hands seizing her shoulders started shaking her roughly, yelling something that -in her dazed state- the girl couldn't hear. She swirled around, still tossing desperately, and yelled, tears running copiously from her red eyes.
"Let me go, Tai!! Let me go!!! I must help him!!"
But Tai's grab was too strong on her shoulders, despite his wounded arm, and he held her tighter and tighter, teeth gritted for the pain.
"He'll come back." Tai reassured through clenched teeth, managing somehow to sound calm and comforting. "But he wants us to be safe. He =needs= us to be. We have to go. For him" His voice was low, even trough the throbbing pain, but his eyes were watering, giving away what he really felt. Desperation. Worry. Fear. Pain.
Shocked by what she saw in those usually unwavering chocolate brown eyes, the chestnut haired girl's back tensed. Her hands dropped, her protests -verbal and physical- died down. And then, suddenly, her muscle slackened, allowing her brunette friend to gently drag her away. She turned around when they reached the river and started stomping trough the shallow waters, eyes drifting to the point were Matt disappeared in the burning wood.
"He'll come back…" she whispered. "Because I can't stay far from him…and I've to tell him…" Tai's grip tightened around her wrist as she spoke, but she took no notice of it, her vision once again blurring, her mind focused solely on Matt. "Matt…come back to me…I love you…"
~*~* END OF THE FLASHBACK ~*~*
Matt slowly reopened his eyes, and when his ocean blue orbs and WereGarurumon's amber ones touched, it torn the werewolf apart too see them glassed with pain.
"Yes, I'm…" the boy replied, his voice shockingly smooth, as if what was happening wasn't happening to him. Like he was a simple spectator and not the main character of the tragedy.
"No, Matt…" WereGarurumon blinked rapidly his eyes, trying to keep back the burning tears that were filling them.
"WereGarurumon…" he breathed slowly "… please… if you'll… if you'll see Mimi again…" he paused, swallowing soundly to regain some strength. Talk was such an indescribable pain for him, but he had to tell this. "… then… tell her… the feelings…" he gasped, his respiration rate quickening for a moment, before slowing down mercilessly. "What…I've…" Another gasp. Followed by a quiet gulp. "Always hidden…in…" another one. "My…heart…"
"You…you're going say that to her as soon as you are strong enough to move and reach the others…" WereGarurumon whispered, his voice vibrating with emotion; his cheeks wet for the tears he wasn't holding anymore. "You're not dying…Ya heard me? You're not!" He clenched his hands, still on the ground, in tight fists and slammed one against the burned moss until the knuckles started to bleed. He could see the light fading away from Matt's eyes, and in response, something started clawing the insides of his rib cage, creating a hole were once resided his heart.
"Tell her…" Matt's voice was nearly inaudible, softened by the pain, quiet and even like the water of a little stream, like twinkling glassy bells.
"You're not dying, Matt…" WereGarurumon repeated breathlessly, totally deaf to Matt's words, trying to convince himself before his human companion. WereGarurumon's vision was blurred, his head hurt, and his chest did too. His fingers trembled and his mouth had run dry. There was too blood… too much blood… not enough air travelling in and out his chest… no light in his eyes…
The boy gasped again, a soft noise that made the werewolf's eyes snap wide open. Matt was looking at the sky, not really seeing anything and yet seeing everything, and used his final vestiges of strength to use his vocal chords one last time. "… tell… her…"
And then, the ocean blue eyes WereGarurumon loved so much fluttered shut. The soft lips capable to sing the sweetest lullabies and the saddest ballads parted, and then boy released his breath in a soft sigh. He arched his back once, almost imperceptibly, and then, he was gone. His lifeless body stood there, on the buried ground, in a poll of dark blood, shielded from the world's gaze by his loyal digital friend's strong hands.
WereGarurumon's entire frame was shacking as he kept calling Matt's name in a tormenting singsong. Eyes shut and dry, he could only weep, howling softly like a beaten puppy. And when he reopened his eyes, his friend was there, looking like an angel sleeping quietly in his strong arms. Tears welled up in his eyes once again, as he lovingly combed his fingers through his hair, and for a brief moment the digimon was stunned at the burning feeling stinging the back of his eyelids, sure he had already shed all his tears.
"…there is only one thing I can do, Matt…" He let loose a sigh, and faced skyward, tired amber eyes drowning in the sea of blue. So similar to the blue of Matt's gaze to make another lone tear escape the corner of his eye.
A brilliant golden light surrounded him and he slowly returned to his rookie form. Inside the streaming brilliance, Gabumon slowly reached out a paw to hold his horn, his now crimson eyes never leaving Matt's limp body.
"And that's it…" With a quick movement he crushed his horn, hardly subduing a cry of pain. With his other paw, he took Matt's hand and clasped them together on his chest. And when the golden horn was placed over the quickly cooling flesh, it started to glow. A rainbow hued radiance spilled out it, enclosing both the digimon and the boy in an iridescent halo. Gabumon closed his eyes slowly, dimly aware of his body starting to fade away.
"Goodbye, Matt…see you in heaven…if there is one for us digimon…" He whispered soulfully, and then, with the shadow of a smile tugging his lips he disappeared.
Died.
Just is horn kept glowing on Matt's chest for a little more. Slowly, its pulsating light started to fade as well, and all too soon it too stopped to be.
End of chapter 01
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I don't like how this is coming out. Honestly. I should work more on it, but I've no time, and I can't wait to finish re-typing this down and post it. X_X
