He goes after beautiful girls
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon nor will I ever. *sigh* This story is mine, so please don't steal. Some of the characters I made up, like Lana. 
*I hope this part will serve as a distraction and get your minds off of Tuesday's attack on the US. I know that it's hard but you just have to keep on going about your daily lives showing the world that us Americans won't live our lives in fear of those terrorists. 

Chapter Fourteen

Tears sprung to Sora's eyes as she clamped them shut. She felt so helpless being in a position in which she was unable to move her limbs. Oh God, please help me…

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Izzy could hear the footsteps getting closer as he clutched the weapon, waiting for the approaching enemy. His eyes widened as he heard a pause. This was it, he thought as he raised the bat high, ready to jump out at the killer. His hands gripped the weapon harder as his heart seemed to quicken its pace. Slowly, a vase with a pair of hands entered the room. Here I go, he thought. And with that, he sprang with all the energy he had and let his bat come crashing down on a stunned Joe, who had no time to scream as the object came crashing down on his head.

Pain ripped through Joe's head as his vision faded. But before he lost consciousness, he mumbled, "Shit," as he realized that Izzy had struck him. He could feel his body slump into Izzy's arms.

Izzy had to bite his lip from screaming out in pain as he caught Joe. He didn't want him to fall and make a noise, alerting TK. Pain shot through his body as he laid Joe's limp body on the carpet, with his stomach down.

Slowly and painfully he got up and walked to the staircase. One hand gripped the railing as the other was fastened around his father's precious bat.

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Tk pulled away and looked at Sora. He smiled at her as he traced her lips with one hand. Without warning, she bit his finger causing him to slap her cheek as he slackened the position of his legs.

I am not going to go so easy, she thought as her eyes shot open and her knee jerked free, hitting him in the most painful spot imaginable.

Tk let her go as he fell down on both knees crying out in pain. "Take that you bastard," he heard Sora say triumphantly. Ignoring the pain, he lunged at her ankle just as she was going by.

Sora nearly screamed as she felt his hand around her ankle. She tried kicking it off but he ended up pulling her down on the ground. As she hit the carpeted floor she cried out in pain but tried to unsuccessfully crawl away. By now, Tk was on all fours as well and jumped on top of Sora. She tried to struggle as she felt him roughly flip her over so that her back was on the ground. "Let me go!"

He had her pinned now and grinned triumphantly. "That little stunt you just pulled will cost you," he said chillingly.

She couldn't help but let her panic creep into her innocent crimson eyes as she felt one of his hands shamelessly roaming under her shirt. "Please Tk…don't do this!"

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"Please Tk…don't do this!" Izzy's eyes widened as he was halfway down the stairs. Sora, he thought. Betrayal, distress, defeat, and fear were all the mixed elements of her plea and something that Izzy never thought would ever be shown by Sora. Never once, had he heard Sora scared until now.

"I've got to get to her before he does the unthinkable to her," he whispered. To Izzy, she had been like the sister he never had and she had always helped him. And now, it was time for him to return the favor. However, a sudden stab of pain shot through him, catching him off guard and making him stumble. The bat loosened from his grip as the pain shook his body. He cried out as he felt himself tumbling down the padded stairs. Before long, a new pain shot through his head as he felt himself losing consciousness. No…Sora…Tk…

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Tk's head snapped up in alarm. "Shit," he swore as he got up and pulled Sora up by her silky hair. He heard her cry out as her hands shot to his tight grip on her head. "Come on, Sora." He painfully led her to the source of the noise.

Sora gasped out, "Izzy!" as she broke free of his grip and knelt down by the limp boy's side.

"Pathetic," sneered Tk as he took in the body lying at the foot of the steps.

A shiver ran up her spine as she felt his chillingly icy blue eyes wandering all over her body. She turned to see the pure lust and desire firing up in his eyes. Oh no…now what am I going to do? Before she could move, Tk grabbed a chunk of her hair as he forced her up. "Let go of me!"

"I guess Joe's been injured or something if Izzy made it to the stairs. Too bad for you that there's no one else to save you now," he whispered wickedly in her ears.

Sora could feel the little hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up at the sound of the psychotic tone pulsating through his soft voice as his breathe beat against her baby smooth skin.

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Matt stumbled out of the car as his sapphire eyes took in all the dark houses. Where is everyone, he wondered. For a few seconds, he wobbled a bit on his feet and had to grab the side of the car for balance. "Ohhh…" he groaned as a new wave of pain attacked his head. His hand unconsciously flew to his head as a bolt of realization struck him. Not only was it the annual town meeting tonight, but everyone else probably went to the Valentine Masquerade! Damn! No wonder why it's so quiet!

"Let go of me!" a faint yet distinct voice cried out.

His eyes widened as he felt his heart skip a beat at the sound of the voice. "Sora!" he half-yelled and half-whispered as he felt a new found strength wash over him. Ignoring the pain, his feet carried him to the front door as swiftly as they could. He brought his hand up to the brass doorknob and turned it but unfortunately for him, he found it to be locked. "Oh great," he moaned. Now how am I supposed to get in now? Come on Matt, just think. There just has to be another way in and you'd better figure it out for Sora's sake. A spare key! Maybe Izzy's parents are like my dad and they leave a spare key lying around!

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Clumsy footsteps were heard as Tk threw Sora onto the ground in a heap. Her fiery hair swept over her tear stained cheeks as their heads both shot up from the voice accompanying the footsteps.

"Don't tell me the party already started without me," he taunted as his hands dangerously gripped two very sharp weapons.

"Don't worry Joe, we were waiting for you. Isn't that right Sora?"

Sora merely stared at them with panic and disbelief painted onto her delicate features. She felt her dry mouth open to scream as she saw Joe hand Tk a butcher's knife. Her mind yelled at her to get up and run, but the fear coursing through her veins somehow held her there glued to the carpet.

Joe and Tk shared an amused smile at their prey. They simultaneously twirled their knives around in their hands as they slowly made their way to her as if to torture her.

Her eyes searched around the living room for an escape and she noticed a crystal vase out of the corner of her eyes. She pushed back her fear and panic as she lunged out of their path and grabbed the vase. Her hands trembled slightly as she raised it above her head. "S-stay back!" she stuttered.

As Tk rolled his eyes, Joe taunted her by saying, "Oh come on Sora, you don't expect to keep us away with that flimsy little vase, do you?" Both boys caught each other's gaze as they noticed how close Sora was to the entrance of the living room.

"I mean it!" she yelled more firmly.

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Dropping on all fours, Matt began a frantic search. His hands passed under a faded out welcome mat and then traveled to a set of potted plants on both sides of the plant. Dirt passed over his hands furiously as he grunted out of pure frustration. Nothing but dirt! A nagging feeling urged him on and forbade him to be discouraged as a new idea popped into his head. He easily lifted the pot on his right up. There on the dull gray step was a sterling silver key smiling up at his triumphant face.

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Joe and Tk lunged in different directions with Joe blocking her only exit and Tk barreling towards her with the knife pointed in his hand. Tk easily dodged the flying vase as its impact with the wall echoed through the house. But unlike Tk, Sora was unable to move out of the way fast enough. The knife glittered with blood as it slashed her right side forcing a cry of agonizing pain out of her. As she dropped down on her knees in pain, she felt Joe yank her up on her feet as painfully as he could. She shivered as she felt the cold metal in Joe's right hand press up against her neck.

"I suggest you don't try to get away," Joe threatened as Tk kneeled down in front of the shaking girl.

"Oh no…please not that," she choked out as she looked down in horror. There was Tk's hand caressing her stomach and moving lower to the waist of her jeans!

A cry from Joe made Tk shoot up from his position as Sora could feel Joe's hold weaken. They turned to see Joe slumped backwards into a stark raving mad Matt with a baseball bat he had found near Izzy's limp body. Tk wasted no time and grabbed Sora with a knife threatening her neck again. "Drop the bat."

Matt coldly eyed his younger brother as he let the weapon slide out of his hand. "You won't get away with this," he icily warned. Although Matt remained glaring at Tk, he could feel his insides slowly being torn apart as his eyes connected with Sora's pleading rubies and saw the blood seeping through her shirt.

"Oh I think I already have," he replied as he threw Sora to the side and let loose a victory cry as he lunged at Matt, who stepped out of the way and tripped him. Tk lost hold of his sharp little friend as Matt was about to deliver a knuckle sandwich to his face. He blocked the punch and sent one of his own at Matt.

Sora tore her eyes away from the two struggling brothers as she painfully clutched her side. She ended up stumbling and crawling as she made her way to Joe's limp body. Her hands shook with tremors of fright as she felt her heart beat faster. She gulped as her shaking hands dug into his pockets. Her eyes flittered back to his face for fear that his eyes would shoot open at anytime and she would be done for. Yet somehow, she ignored the groans of pain and struggle as she searched his pockets till one of her hands curved around a black object. Yes! A cell phone! Her blood-streaked hands fumbled to flip open the cell. With a quick glance over her shoulders, she gasped as her eyes caught sight of Matt's head connecting with a knife's handle. Oh no, she thought despairingly as she dialed the police. But before she could press send, the phone was yanked from her hand and tossed aside into the hallway.

"No!" she vainly cried out as she felt a pair of strong arms spin her around. Her fiery eyes met his icy cold stare as his fingers painfully dug into her shoulders.

"There's no one left to save you now my little Valentine."

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Well it sure has been quite awhile since I last updated and I apologize for that. Hopefully this part did not disappoint you at all. BTY, I started on the next chapter to Kiss Me.

I wasn't going to write anymore after Tuesday's attack rattled me for so long, but thanks to Relena I am back in action! Although what's happened has changed my life so much, I will not let the fear of terrorists ruin my life. It's too bad that we are going to go to war now (more lives will be added to Tuesday's attack).

I send out my deepest sympathies to all fellow Americans! United We Stand! And for everyone else, who is not American, I thank you all for the support you show to America.