Okay here is the next part you readers who read my stories. And I'm grateful for those who do and don't mind me taking so damn long to post the chapters of this. I think I might be wrapping this up in the next couple of chapters.
I'm not so sure, but we'll see how it goes!
So here it is, the next chapter, enjoy and sorry for the long delay!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Digimon. . .actually, not really but okay, I just don't own them. Sheesh. **rolls eyes**
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On with the story and once again, I am terribly sorry about the delay!
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"Yolie, you wouldn't happen to have any food on you, now would you?" Mimi asked, looking away from the window, breaking her train of thoughts. "I'm kinda hungry."
Yolie paused her conversation with Cody and looked up at the older girl. "No, but I could go and get some. I had some earlier. . ."She replied, slightly trailing off. "But I'll go and get some more, I don't mind."
"Do you want me to come with you, Yolie?" Mimi asked. She sighed a little. "I'm getting rather restless, and I'd like to go for a little walk. It might help me think a little."
Yolie's face lit up. "Sure, Mimi, you can come with me. Come, lets go now so we can get back faster," Yolie answered. "I don't want to leave the others in the Digital World too long."
Mimi nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean." She turned to the three boys, looking at them. "You guys won't mind, will you?"
"No, not at all. . ." Joe replied. "As long as you bring back some food for us, too!"
"Joe's right, I am getting kinda hungry myself." Izzy added, looking up from the computer.
"Cody?" Yolie asked, looking at the younger boy.;
"Yeah, food would be nice." He answered.
"Well, Yolie, there's our answer." Mimi said, smiling. "Come. Lets us girls go get these boys some food!" She laughed, as she grabbed Yolie's arm, and linking hers through.
"I guess so," Yolie replied, as she let Mimi drag her out of the room, ignoring the laughter that came from the boys.
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Matt picked up a rock and hurled it at the digimon that was still hovering over Sora. He had woken up to Tai's weird yell about Daisy and then heard Sora's scream. He picked up another rock and hurled it harder at the digimon.
The digimon spun around, glaring at the young blonde, showing it's pearly white shiny and dangerous teeth. Matt gulped and weakly called out, "Gabumon? Oh, Gabumon, I think you should come. . ."
But Davis and Veemon already beat them to it. Veemon had digi -volved into X-Veemon and was charging at the intruding digimon. Davis ran up to Matt and pushed him out of the way of the two tumbling digimon.
"Sora! Tai!" Matt gasped, pushing the younger digidestined away and stumbled over to where his best friend and friend were, clearly unconscious. He went to Sora first, for he had noticed the digimon biting neck.
He kneeled down next to her and gently took her in his arms, and she moaned a little. "Sora, oh, Sora, wake up," He whispered, tears threatening his eyes. He turned her neck so he could look at it. It was all swollen and red, but no blood, thank goodness.
He felt someone kneel next to him and he looked up to see Tk and Kari glancing down at their friends. Kari reached over and was about to place a hand on her brother's shoulder when Tai suddenly shot up and screamed, "Daisy, Sora!"
Then he blinked realizing that his sister, Tk and Matt were all looking at him oddly. He stared back, and said, dumbly, "What?"
"Um, I'll ask later," Matt answered. "But we've got to tend to Sora first, Tai. The digimon bit her."
Tai paled and he stood up quickly and glared. "Where is that digimon? How dare he hurt my girlfriend!!" He snarled.
Kari stood up and placed a calming hand on her brother's shoulder. "Tai, calm down. Ken and Davis have that covered. Look, your concern right now is to see to Sora. If it wasn't for Matt, it might've gotten more than a bite." She told him softly.
Tai looked at Matt, who had Sora in his arms, and was standing, staring at the ground, a guarded expression on his face. Tai smiled a little and said, "Thank you, Matt, for helping."
"Why wouldn't I?" Matt calmly replied. "She's my friend and so are you. I wouldn't want you or Sora or any of my friends to be hurt. . .Or to get hurt."
"I know, but saying thank you is the best I can do," Tai said quietly.
"We're friends, Tai," Matt replied, looking up and into Tai's eyes. "Friends don't owe one another. We do it because we're friends and we're there for each other."
Tai grinned. "I can see clearly why you have the crest of friendship, Matt." He told his blushing blonde friend.
"C'mon, you two, enough with the special guy bonding moment here, but we have to tend to Sora!" Kari said, stifling a smile.
"Kari's right, you two can bond another time!" Tk hastily agreed and tugged on his brothers arm. "C'mon, put her next to the fire, Matt, and I'll see what I can do and see what I can remember from Joe's little lessons."
Matt and Tai exchanged amused glances and smiled. Matt nodded and followed his brother to the fire, with Kari and Tai following close behind.
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"Ken," Davis said, his voice clearly distraught. "Are you sure that is what the digimon said before-- before Stingmon killed him?"
Ken gave his friend a level look. "Yes, Davis, I am sure. I heard as did Wormmon." He answered.
"But--but. . ." Davis stuttered, not liking the idea of being in the Digital World anymore. "Now we have to be even more careful and cautious!" He finally said, slowly calming himself down.
"Yes, I am aware of that." Ken said. He looked back at the camp and watched Tk tend to Sora, Biyomon close by, hovering close to her human partner and friend and Matt, Tai and Kari all staring into the fire, there faces serious as they mumbled to each other. "But I don't know if we should tell the others just yet." He said quietly.
Davis' mouth hung open as he stared at Ken dumbfounded. He then glared and said, angrily, "Not tell the others, Ken? Why not, they deserve to know!"
Ken's hand flew over Davis' mouth, covering it up, and glaring at the other. "Shh, will you keep it down? I don't want them to here!" He hissed. "Don't go all postal on me, Davis, at least here my reason as to why we should not tell them before freaking out!" He said calmly.
Davis backed up a step, pulling away from Ken's touch. His glare softened and he folded his arms across his chest as he stared at the genius. "Okay, Ken, I would like to hear your reason. You must have a good reason." He told him.
"I think I do." Ken answered. He sighed. He ran a hand through his hair and said, softly, "If we tell the others that the digimon said what he said, they'd freak. And Matt would be the one freaking out most. After all, it was for him, the message." He said. "We need to make sure we can do this and not walk around here, thinking that every digimon we meet is coming to kill Matt."
"But they are." Davis pointed out, dryly.
"Yes, but they can't know that, Davis. If they do, we won't get anywhere far. And we need to find the closest tv so the others could join when they can." Ken said calmly, seeing that it was going to take a while to convince Davis not to tell the others.
"Ken, if some psycho digimon was trying to attack and kill me and my friends, I would most certainly like to know." Davis argued.
"Davis, shut up and lesson to reason and to me!" Ken finally snapped, taking Davis by surprise.
Davis blinked. "Okay, um, you haven't snapped at anyone since you were Digimon Emperor." He said shocked.
"I'm sorry, Davis," Ken said, sighing. "I just want you to listen to me. Trust me on this one, Davis. Please."
Davis bit his lip, conflicted. He looked down at Veemon, who nodded his head and saying, "Davis, I agree."
Davis closed his eyes, groaning. "Okay, okay, okay!" He said, giving up. "I won't tell the others. I promise." He muttered, looking away. "But I'm not liking it."
"You don't have to, Davis." Ken said. "Thank you. When the time is right, we'll tell them, okay?"
"Okay," Davis nodded his head. The words that the digimon said to Wormmon echoed in his head. . . "There's no escape, digidestined. . .you're friend of the crest friendship shall be ours."
Suddenly, Davis' eyes widened. He clutched Ken's arm. "Ken, it said 'ours'!" He said.
Ken smiled, knowing Davis wasn't all that stupid like everyone else thought he to be. "Took you a bit, but I'm glad you noticed, Davis. Yes, it seems to be that Matt, the carrier of the crest of friendship, is wanted badly by the evil guys."
"But why?" Davis replied, confused.
"Not sure, but maybe because he is the brother of Tk who is the carrier of the crest of Hope. I don't know. I wish I knew. . .Or maybe because Matt help feed and create this dark mist."
Davis sighed. "Ugh, I wish this wasn't so damn confusing!" He muttered, rolling his eyes.
Ken laughed softly. "It has to be, Davis, or it would be too easy to save the Digital world and ours!" He joked. "C'mon, lets go back to camp and see how they are doing with Sora and if she is awake yet."
"Sure, sure and yes, I know, I won't tell." Davis said, following Ken back to the camp site.
"I know you won't, Davis," Came Ken's soft voice.
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Somewhere in the Digital World, a castle sits upon a steep cliff, with swirling gray and black mists surrounding it and the cliff. The mist was everywhere-- it was the what the digidestined knew as the Dark Mist. It's presence was strong around the castle; it fed off of the energy it's creator, Sinistermon, gave.
Most of the digimon wonder how a mist could be alive. After all, it was just that--mist. It had no cells or eyes or a body. But it lives. It exists. And it could think just like a human and a digimon.
And that was what scared the digimon most. That something that should not be alive can think and plot.
They also could not escape from it. If the Mist wanted you, it shall have you. There was no hiding from it. It knew. It would kill what it needed-- the energy-- and just leave.
Sinistermon was pacing his in his chamber just hearing upon the news of the death of his creation, Panthamon. He was royally angry. He had spent a lot of time and effort on his subject and some rotten kids, the Digidestined, the Chosen kids, he snarled in his mind, had gone and killed him as if it was something they did everyday.
All he wanted was the Chosen one of the carrier of Friendship. He had not intended to involve all the other Chosen. He snarled again, his fangs showing. He was angry, he did not expect to lose his creation Panthamon or to have this much trouble. He thought it was to be easy and quick as a flash.
But no.
The other Chosen just had to get involved.
He snarled again and picked up a nearby table and flung it at the wall, letting it shatter against the stone and ignored the wooden pieces clank to the floor. He could always get another table.
"Master, I have some news," came a shaky voice from the door.
Sinistermon looked up to see a small digimon he claimed---rather order---to be his servant. He snarled and jerked his head, saying, "Come in, servant three. Tell me of the news."
The frightened digimon took a couple of shaky steps until he was only a foot away from the angry digimon. He nodded his head gravely, and took a couple of deep breaths to help calm his fright.
"I have news that the Chosen children have been receiving help of some sort to help them figure out they prophecy that was given to them and how to beat you." He said all in one breath.
It was quiet.
Suddenly, without no warning, Sinistermon grabbed the frightened digimon and picked him up and shouted, "What?"
"They've been receiving help." The digimon repeated, a tremor in his voice that he did not even bother to hide.
Sinistermon growled angrily and flung the digimon into the wall. He roared, and blew a blast into the wall, and roared again.
The digimon slammed into the wall, slid to the floor and luckily was not hurt. He quickly made his exit not wanting to be near the powerful digimon when he was clearly angry.
"I wonder who the hell is helping the Chosen?" Sinistermon muttered, calming down, and looking into the mirror to see if he damaged or harmed any of his clothes. He blinked his cat-like eyes and stared at his gray kitty face, wondering who could be helping them.
He sneered, knowing clearly who it was. The answer was as obvious as day and it made him even more angrier, for they should not be up all in his business. He did not care if they did not like his decision to take over the Digital World and the wanting of the Chosen child of the Carrier of Friendship.
"Fortuenmon and Chancemon you are not going to get away with this!" He hissed. "I clearly told you two to stay out of my business. . ." An evil twinkle shinned in his eyes. "I will have to take care of you two now, despite you being my cousins and all. . ."
He grinned hideously and spun around, stalking to the window and looked down at the Mist and the darkness that surrounded the cliff.
"Yes, I shall have to take care of you two before you can help the Chosen out anymore. . ."He muttered.
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"So, when are we supposed to join the others?" Mimi asked, before taking a big bite out of her sand-which.
Izzy glanced up from the computer with a frown on his face. "You know, I'm not sure. I think when they need us. . .?" He replied, sitting back in his chair and looked upwards at the ceiling. "I guess, they'll be trying to contact us if they need us."
Mimi chewed her food thoughtfully, and watched everyone else eat their bit of the food. She sighed, and narrowed her eyes in thought. Yolie took a sip of her drink and sighed quietly, something in the bottom of her stomach did not feel right.
"Yolie? What is the matter?" Izzy suddenly asked, breaking Yolie out of her trance.
She blinked and found that everyone was staring at her oddly. "Huh? Nothing, really, why?" She answered.
Izzy pointed to her hand. "You're crushing the pop can. And you looked like you're troubled about something." He told her.
"Oh."
"Well, is there?" Joey asked, turning his gaze onto the younger digidestined.
"It just doesn't make sense, all this!" She finally said, breaking the silence. "I feel bad because we're sitting here, doing nothing. Sure, we received some answers and sort of know what is going to happen, but we haven't told the others and they may need this information in the Digital World!"
Silence, as all looked at her, somewhat surprised at her outburst, yet knowing that she was right.
"It might too late or something." She said softly. "When we get into the Digital World, it might be too late."
A chair scratched the floor. Everyone glanced up to see Mimi glaring down at them all. "Yolie, shut up!" She snapped. "Listen up, I know most of you or some of you see me as this ditzy dumb person, but you know what, I'm not! I may be smarter than you know! So, when I say something I want you to listen and take me seriously! Okay?"
"Okay." Came everyone's mumble.
"I do not want to hear any more negative comments or ideas! We are going to get through this, we are the digidestined! We have been through a lot, and this, this is just another situation in which we have deal with!" Mimi said quietly. "We can get through anything once we set our minds to it! Okay, guys, let's not give up, not now, not ever."
Yolie stared at her hands. "I'm sorry, Mimi. I will try to be more helpful," She said quietly. "I know we can get through this, I'm just still lost as to why this is happening to Matt and what not."
"I understand, Yolie," Mimi replied. "I'm shocked as well. But we have to stick by him, and everyone else. They're our friends!"
"Okay, from now on, we all be positive. Right, Joe?" Izzy said, a twinkle in his eye, remembering the old days.
"Right, right, we will. And no worrying either." Joe replied. He grinned. "That's my job."
The group laughed, feeling relaxed and somewhat better. Mimi was right, they had been through a lot and who says that they could not get through this? They were the digidestined, it was their job, their duty to save the Digital World as well as theirs.
Suddenly, the computer flashed and a voice, calling, "Izzy? Hey, Izzy you there?"
Izzy leaned forward in the chair, bringing it closer and squinted at the screen trying to make out the fuzzy picture from the digi-port. "Tai? Tai is that you??" He said, shocked and relieved.
"Yeah, it's me, Tai." Tai answered, his face somewhat grim. "Listen, we need you guys to come as soon as you can. Things are getting a little weird here and a crazy digimon attacked Sora and me. Sora got hurt, but she's okay- just a minor bite and whatever. But she's fine."
Izzy nodded. "That's good to hear. And Matt? How has he been doing?" He asked, concerned.
Tai grinned crookedly. "Same ol' Matt, I think he's better. But things are getting weird and I have a weird feeling that we're close to where this psycho digimon who wants to take over both worlds. . .and the Mist. . . It is getting stronger and more persistent around here." He told the redhead serious.
"Okay, no problem . . ." Izzy was saying when suddenly, before he or anyone else could say anything, the digi-port suddenly opened and every one in the computer room disappeared, traveling to the Digital World.
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Chancemon knew her cousin had found out that she and Fortuenmon were behind the thing with them helping the digidestined. So, knowing the truth, she broke her word and pulled the rest of the digidestined through the digi-port and into the Digital World. They were so close and things were starting to wrap up. She needed the Chosen Children here and present when things started to get serious and deadly. She needed all of them here.
"Please, Chosen Digidestined, please help us and save not only your world of future destruction but ours as well!" Chancemon whispered, nodding her head in acknowledgment of the ones landing safely with their friends in the Digital World.
Fortuenmon took her sister by the shoulder and said, quietly, "Have faith, my dear sister. They are the ones to save it, they will save it. We have done our part. It is time to go face the render of our consequences for helping them."
"All right, let's go. . ."Chancemon said, her voice trembling, fearing what Sinistermon was to do them for their betrayal and ruining his plans as of yet.
"Be strong." Fortuenmon whispered. "We did the right thing and we shall be rewarded. . ."
Without saying another word, the two digimon sisters made their way to the castle in which Sinistermon occupied and was waiting for the arrival of his dear cousins.
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Sorry for the delay once again! I'll try much harder to make the next chapter and post it as soon as I can.
~ Zara~