Dawn felt warm and safe. Part of her was still asleep as her eyes drifted
open. In her hazy site she could make out a face looking at her. She felt
it lean in to kiss her softly; she could feel the warm sweet breath against
her as he moved away. As the sleep drifted from her, she recognized the
cold icy blue eyes looking at her.
"Where am I?" She said softly. The vampire smiled at her.
"Your home…." He said lining in to kiss her again. Dawn's eyes wondered around the room. It was dark, but elegant. He realized she was still a little confused.
"You're here in the digital world, this is my castle, and your new home." He said softly. He had calmed down a lot since she had last been awake. He was no longer angry in any way, he was more then happy. Dawn quickly realized where she was. She felt a shiver go down her back. Myotismon noticed this and pulled her closer against him. It was about this time Dawn realized she was lining in what was most likely his bed. Surprisingly it was very warm and soft, she hadn't expect to be so comfortable with him. Myotismon sighed happily as he pulled her up against his chest. He gowned as he hurt a knocking at the door.
"Load Myotismon…" A ghostly voice called. Myotismon leaned his head down against Dawn's, breathing her in one last time before they were interrupted.
"What!" He snapped. A small Bakumon entered the room carefully.
"My Lord, it is soon time." It said. Myotismon smiled.
"Leave us, I will be there shortly." He said smiling down at Dawn. The digimon quickly obeyed.
Myotismon stayed close against her for a few minutes then finally released his tight embrace.
"I must prepare for our wedding…" He said softly.
"Oh…." Dawn said grimly, remembering the event to come. Myotismon looked at her, he tried not to show the hurt her felt from her unhappy reaction. He got up out of the bed.
"I'll take you to your room…" He said turning away from her. Dawn looked a little shocked; he could see it out of the corner of his eye.
"I have a room?" She asked softly.
"Yes, I thought you might want privacy at times…" He said, he thought he saw her smile but he couldn't be sure. He wanted her to be happy, he knew it would take a while but he didn't want to wait.
"Come with me…" He ordered. Dawn obeyed; he walked towards a wall across from the large bed. It had been covered the curtain, when he pulled the curtain back she could see a short hallway. He motioned for her to go ahead. She walked forward carefully. Myotismon smiled as he watched her. She was still so full of fear and caution, he liked that, it meant she would want someone to protect her. He could do that, now that she was alone with him, she would learn to trust and care for him, he told himself.
As Dawn walked thought the hall Myotismon followed her closely. The hall lead to another room, this one was not so dark as the one she was in before but it was just as lovely. The room was decorated in white and gold. There was a large dresser, and bed. They looked antique, everything in the room did. There was another room that looked like a fancy bathroom.
"This is your room…well part of it…" He said. She turned around to face him. "You will find I have supplied everything your heart could want here, Clothing, books, food…everything you want I will give you." His blue eyes seemed to burn into her. "This is your bedroom here, however it is only a place of rest and privacy. You will sleep with me." Dawn felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought. " That door leads to your personal lavatory." He said pointing it out. "The large doors lead too the living room, dinning room, study and so on. There is also a room filed with most things young humans like to play with…computers, and toys." He muttered the last part, being a digimon he filed to see the use for video games and other such items but they were all there. He brought everything he could think of to make her happy. "You will eventually find you way around here, everything you need is inside my chambers…there is no need for you to be any where else within the castle, and there is no way for you to leave the part of my castle without me, so get used to staying here." He said sternly. He had made sure everything she would need would be where he could keep her safe and protected, he didn't want her to leave and get hurt…or worse. Dawn looked down at the floor.
"No matter what you give me, or how you decorate it a prison is a prison…" She said softly. He glared angrily at her. Even though he had given her everything she could want he knew deep inside she was right. He held the rights to her freedom, she was his prison know matter how he looked at it.
"I hope in time you will change you mind…" He said softly. She may have chosen to come with him, but if the situation were different… he didn't want to think about it. This was becoming harder then he thought, he now felt guilty for forcing her to give herself up. She didn't have to do it…but he knew why she did, and it was because of him. He briefly whished things could be as they were before…even if it meant being imprisoned in Oikawa's body. This thought however didn't last long. He tried to convince himself again that she would love him again soon, and then everything would be as it should be.
"Myotismon…." She said not looking at him. He knelt down and lifted her chin up to face him. "When……when are we going to be married?" She said trying to look away, her face was expressionless.
"Soon…in a few hours. I'll have my servants come and dress you within the hour." He could see the pain in her eyes; he could feel that she was holding back the tears.
"You get to pick out your wedding dress though…" He said with a small smile, does that please you…. even a little bit?" He said hopefully. Dawn didn't want to upset him she looked at him and forced a smile. He knew otherwise but the fact that she tried to look happy pleased him. He took her small hand in his.
"I understand how you feel, that is why I'm doing everything I can to make it easier, you must know that. I'm not used to this….but I am trying." He admitted, showing no emotion.
Dawn had noticed he rarely seemed to show any signs of what he was thinking, and his voice seemed so strong and powerful. He tried to hide every single emotion that was all Dawn knew. That and all the things Gatomon and the others had told her, she wondered if he ever loved before. According to Gatomon, she didn't think Myotismon could love. She felt a small pity for him, the fact that no one had ever cared about him; she wondered what made him like this.
"Myotismon…." She asked, she knew she shouldn't but she had to know. "Tell me how you became this way…if you really are the person I feel in love with…how did you go from that to this?" She said softly almost a whimper. She was afraid of how he would react. He was very silent for a long time, but finally he said something.
"Must you know?" He asked. She looked up at him and nodded. "Very well….I am a virus digimon, naturally I was born into darkness. Are kind are hated and feared, we were hunted down and killed, and eventually banished to a horrible place many years ago. There we were held prisoners by a great firewall. Years past, finally my older brother grew tired of it. I was still a mere rookie when he was a mega so I don't remember much, all I remember was a great fight, it lasted many years. In the end we won, and took are revenge on the ones who imprisoned us…then the digidestined came…" Dawn seemed confused.
"Why did they hate you?" She asked.
"We are virus digimon….we are evil." Myotismon said coldly. He noticed the hurt in Dawns eyes.
"You don't have to be…" She whispered. He glared at her. In her heart she wondered how anyone who closed love be evil. "Love is all things good and pure, and if you truly loved me, then there is good in you, maybe in all viruses." She said. "And if you could love me couldn't you love and care for others too?" Maybe there was hope. She looked at him again; he had turned from her again. The thought made him feel weak, he didn't like it.
"I am evil….I care for NO ONE!" He shouted looking at her coldly. The moment the words left his mouth he wished he could have taken them back. The look of hurt he saw in her eyes now was greater then any he had ever seen. He didn't just crush her hopes of find goodness in him, but any thought that he truly loved her. The tears trickled down her checks. He tried to correct himself but couldn't think of what to say, he didn't want to admit he made a mistake. Worse he didn't want to appear soft.
"Go away…." She whispered not looking at him. She was hurt, she didn't want to admit it but she was.
"Dawn…I'm.." he stared.
"GO AWAY! I HATE YOU!!!" She yelled turning so he could see the anger in her eyes. "You don't care about me, I knew it…"
"That's not what I meant…" he said coldly.
"I don't care what you meant! You want me to love you with no strings attached! You think you can just lie to me, and imprison me, and tell me that there's no hope for this world to ever be happy again and expect me to not care? You stand here and tell me you don't care about anyone or anything, yet you expect me to have pity on your kind and your past? You expect me to love you, when you don't even know what the word means! You tell me you aren't used to love yet, that you don't understand it so that makes it all right? In reality you don't want to understand, you don't want to try doing you?! You just want to have everything and do nothing for it! It doesn't work that way! You're a horrible person, you know that! So go ahead, make your excuses, it doesn't matter, because in the end not only will you make everyone else suffer but you will to. One day you'll wake up all alone, once your done, destroying and killing and hurting you'll wake up to find nothing left, you'll be truly alone, and you know what even then you probably still wont care! You'll have you power and that's all that really matter. You don't care about me, you care about fear and power. That's all you want, to stand above us all and watch us suffer so you can feel like your better, because that's all you know how to do. All you care about is yourself, you're a monster!" She said walking away from him. Myotismon was speechless, never had such words hurt him. He had been called many things and threatened in many ways, but never had such a cruel realty dawned on him. Was he truly doomed? No! She was wrong, she had to be…everything would go as he planed, and he would be happy. But now that the truth was there it was hard for it to go away. He stood there watching her, for the first time he felt vulnerable, and he didn't like it.
Dawn whished he'd just leave. She just wanted to be alone, but her wish was not granted. Before she knew what was happening Myotismon had wrapped his large arms around her tightly and pulled her in close to him. His face was tightly pressed against hers as he held her.
She tried to struggle but stopped as she felt something warm and wet hit her forehead. "He's crying? No it's a trick he doesn't care…" Dawn thought. She didn't move, she let him hold her.
"You will never speak to me that way again…" He said coldly. "If you ever disrespect me like that again….you will be punished." He spun her around to face him, his eyes were red with tears. He didn't even know he was crying. His prided was so great that even if he had known he would have denied it. Whether he was crying or not the cold cruel look in his eyes made Dawn shiver deep inside. "I will not be belittled by the likes of you! I have been more then fare. You will do as I command, you belong to me, and you WILL obey me. You will respect me as your husband and your king!"
She looked down at the floor, all traces of the person she loved seemed to vanish. All her hopes were gone. She had developed a new fear of him, the fear that he truly had no heart.
He knew this. He knew he had crushed all her hopes and dreams. He didn't understand what it felt like to feel loves pain. When she had snapped at him, part of him deep inside knew she was right. But that part of him was quickly counseled and hidden away, he had once again berried all his emotions, trying to protect himself. So instead of trying to understand the truth, or the hurt it caused, he hurt her instead.
As he walked out of the room leaving her alone, he tried again to tell himself he was right and she was wrong. He tried to pretend that he didn't just lose possibly the only chance he might ever have of proving his love. He pretended that everything would go the way he wanted it to. But what he couldn't do was pretend the loss of hope in her eyes was not caused by him. The way she gave in so easily, the way she looked like he had just stabbed her in the heart. He couldn't pretend that it wasn't him who hurt her.
Wow getting up there. Poor Dawn, Myo still doesn't know how to love. Thing will change though when the unexpected happens. A lot of cool stuff to come in the next chapter, a wedding…and more. Please review.
"Where am I?" She said softly. The vampire smiled at her.
"Your home…." He said lining in to kiss her again. Dawn's eyes wondered around the room. It was dark, but elegant. He realized she was still a little confused.
"You're here in the digital world, this is my castle, and your new home." He said softly. He had calmed down a lot since she had last been awake. He was no longer angry in any way, he was more then happy. Dawn quickly realized where she was. She felt a shiver go down her back. Myotismon noticed this and pulled her closer against him. It was about this time Dawn realized she was lining in what was most likely his bed. Surprisingly it was very warm and soft, she hadn't expect to be so comfortable with him. Myotismon sighed happily as he pulled her up against his chest. He gowned as he hurt a knocking at the door.
"Load Myotismon…" A ghostly voice called. Myotismon leaned his head down against Dawn's, breathing her in one last time before they were interrupted.
"What!" He snapped. A small Bakumon entered the room carefully.
"My Lord, it is soon time." It said. Myotismon smiled.
"Leave us, I will be there shortly." He said smiling down at Dawn. The digimon quickly obeyed.
Myotismon stayed close against her for a few minutes then finally released his tight embrace.
"I must prepare for our wedding…" He said softly.
"Oh…." Dawn said grimly, remembering the event to come. Myotismon looked at her, he tried not to show the hurt her felt from her unhappy reaction. He got up out of the bed.
"I'll take you to your room…" He said turning away from her. Dawn looked a little shocked; he could see it out of the corner of his eye.
"I have a room?" She asked softly.
"Yes, I thought you might want privacy at times…" He said, he thought he saw her smile but he couldn't be sure. He wanted her to be happy, he knew it would take a while but he didn't want to wait.
"Come with me…" He ordered. Dawn obeyed; he walked towards a wall across from the large bed. It had been covered the curtain, when he pulled the curtain back she could see a short hallway. He motioned for her to go ahead. She walked forward carefully. Myotismon smiled as he watched her. She was still so full of fear and caution, he liked that, it meant she would want someone to protect her. He could do that, now that she was alone with him, she would learn to trust and care for him, he told himself.
As Dawn walked thought the hall Myotismon followed her closely. The hall lead to another room, this one was not so dark as the one she was in before but it was just as lovely. The room was decorated in white and gold. There was a large dresser, and bed. They looked antique, everything in the room did. There was another room that looked like a fancy bathroom.
"This is your room…well part of it…" He said. She turned around to face him. "You will find I have supplied everything your heart could want here, Clothing, books, food…everything you want I will give you." His blue eyes seemed to burn into her. "This is your bedroom here, however it is only a place of rest and privacy. You will sleep with me." Dawn felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought. " That door leads to your personal lavatory." He said pointing it out. "The large doors lead too the living room, dinning room, study and so on. There is also a room filed with most things young humans like to play with…computers, and toys." He muttered the last part, being a digimon he filed to see the use for video games and other such items but they were all there. He brought everything he could think of to make her happy. "You will eventually find you way around here, everything you need is inside my chambers…there is no need for you to be any where else within the castle, and there is no way for you to leave the part of my castle without me, so get used to staying here." He said sternly. He had made sure everything she would need would be where he could keep her safe and protected, he didn't want her to leave and get hurt…or worse. Dawn looked down at the floor.
"No matter what you give me, or how you decorate it a prison is a prison…" She said softly. He glared angrily at her. Even though he had given her everything she could want he knew deep inside she was right. He held the rights to her freedom, she was his prison know matter how he looked at it.
"I hope in time you will change you mind…" He said softly. She may have chosen to come with him, but if the situation were different… he didn't want to think about it. This was becoming harder then he thought, he now felt guilty for forcing her to give herself up. She didn't have to do it…but he knew why she did, and it was because of him. He briefly whished things could be as they were before…even if it meant being imprisoned in Oikawa's body. This thought however didn't last long. He tried to convince himself again that she would love him again soon, and then everything would be as it should be.
"Myotismon…." She said not looking at him. He knelt down and lifted her chin up to face him. "When……when are we going to be married?" She said trying to look away, her face was expressionless.
"Soon…in a few hours. I'll have my servants come and dress you within the hour." He could see the pain in her eyes; he could feel that she was holding back the tears.
"You get to pick out your wedding dress though…" He said with a small smile, does that please you…. even a little bit?" He said hopefully. Dawn didn't want to upset him she looked at him and forced a smile. He knew otherwise but the fact that she tried to look happy pleased him. He took her small hand in his.
"I understand how you feel, that is why I'm doing everything I can to make it easier, you must know that. I'm not used to this….but I am trying." He admitted, showing no emotion.
Dawn had noticed he rarely seemed to show any signs of what he was thinking, and his voice seemed so strong and powerful. He tried to hide every single emotion that was all Dawn knew. That and all the things Gatomon and the others had told her, she wondered if he ever loved before. According to Gatomon, she didn't think Myotismon could love. She felt a small pity for him, the fact that no one had ever cared about him; she wondered what made him like this.
"Myotismon…." She asked, she knew she shouldn't but she had to know. "Tell me how you became this way…if you really are the person I feel in love with…how did you go from that to this?" She said softly almost a whimper. She was afraid of how he would react. He was very silent for a long time, but finally he said something.
"Must you know?" He asked. She looked up at him and nodded. "Very well….I am a virus digimon, naturally I was born into darkness. Are kind are hated and feared, we were hunted down and killed, and eventually banished to a horrible place many years ago. There we were held prisoners by a great firewall. Years past, finally my older brother grew tired of it. I was still a mere rookie when he was a mega so I don't remember much, all I remember was a great fight, it lasted many years. In the end we won, and took are revenge on the ones who imprisoned us…then the digidestined came…" Dawn seemed confused.
"Why did they hate you?" She asked.
"We are virus digimon….we are evil." Myotismon said coldly. He noticed the hurt in Dawns eyes.
"You don't have to be…" She whispered. He glared at her. In her heart she wondered how anyone who closed love be evil. "Love is all things good and pure, and if you truly loved me, then there is good in you, maybe in all viruses." She said. "And if you could love me couldn't you love and care for others too?" Maybe there was hope. She looked at him again; he had turned from her again. The thought made him feel weak, he didn't like it.
"I am evil….I care for NO ONE!" He shouted looking at her coldly. The moment the words left his mouth he wished he could have taken them back. The look of hurt he saw in her eyes now was greater then any he had ever seen. He didn't just crush her hopes of find goodness in him, but any thought that he truly loved her. The tears trickled down her checks. He tried to correct himself but couldn't think of what to say, he didn't want to admit he made a mistake. Worse he didn't want to appear soft.
"Go away…." She whispered not looking at him. She was hurt, she didn't want to admit it but she was.
"Dawn…I'm.." he stared.
"GO AWAY! I HATE YOU!!!" She yelled turning so he could see the anger in her eyes. "You don't care about me, I knew it…"
"That's not what I meant…" he said coldly.
"I don't care what you meant! You want me to love you with no strings attached! You think you can just lie to me, and imprison me, and tell me that there's no hope for this world to ever be happy again and expect me to not care? You stand here and tell me you don't care about anyone or anything, yet you expect me to have pity on your kind and your past? You expect me to love you, when you don't even know what the word means! You tell me you aren't used to love yet, that you don't understand it so that makes it all right? In reality you don't want to understand, you don't want to try doing you?! You just want to have everything and do nothing for it! It doesn't work that way! You're a horrible person, you know that! So go ahead, make your excuses, it doesn't matter, because in the end not only will you make everyone else suffer but you will to. One day you'll wake up all alone, once your done, destroying and killing and hurting you'll wake up to find nothing left, you'll be truly alone, and you know what even then you probably still wont care! You'll have you power and that's all that really matter. You don't care about me, you care about fear and power. That's all you want, to stand above us all and watch us suffer so you can feel like your better, because that's all you know how to do. All you care about is yourself, you're a monster!" She said walking away from him. Myotismon was speechless, never had such words hurt him. He had been called many things and threatened in many ways, but never had such a cruel realty dawned on him. Was he truly doomed? No! She was wrong, she had to be…everything would go as he planed, and he would be happy. But now that the truth was there it was hard for it to go away. He stood there watching her, for the first time he felt vulnerable, and he didn't like it.
Dawn whished he'd just leave. She just wanted to be alone, but her wish was not granted. Before she knew what was happening Myotismon had wrapped his large arms around her tightly and pulled her in close to him. His face was tightly pressed against hers as he held her.
She tried to struggle but stopped as she felt something warm and wet hit her forehead. "He's crying? No it's a trick he doesn't care…" Dawn thought. She didn't move, she let him hold her.
"You will never speak to me that way again…" He said coldly. "If you ever disrespect me like that again….you will be punished." He spun her around to face him, his eyes were red with tears. He didn't even know he was crying. His prided was so great that even if he had known he would have denied it. Whether he was crying or not the cold cruel look in his eyes made Dawn shiver deep inside. "I will not be belittled by the likes of you! I have been more then fare. You will do as I command, you belong to me, and you WILL obey me. You will respect me as your husband and your king!"
She looked down at the floor, all traces of the person she loved seemed to vanish. All her hopes were gone. She had developed a new fear of him, the fear that he truly had no heart.
He knew this. He knew he had crushed all her hopes and dreams. He didn't understand what it felt like to feel loves pain. When she had snapped at him, part of him deep inside knew she was right. But that part of him was quickly counseled and hidden away, he had once again berried all his emotions, trying to protect himself. So instead of trying to understand the truth, or the hurt it caused, he hurt her instead.
As he walked out of the room leaving her alone, he tried again to tell himself he was right and she was wrong. He tried to pretend that he didn't just lose possibly the only chance he might ever have of proving his love. He pretended that everything would go the way he wanted it to. But what he couldn't do was pretend the loss of hope in her eyes was not caused by him. The way she gave in so easily, the way she looked like he had just stabbed her in the heart. He couldn't pretend that it wasn't him who hurt her.
Wow getting up there. Poor Dawn, Myo still doesn't know how to love. Thing will change though when the unexpected happens. A lot of cool stuff to come in the next chapter, a wedding…and more. Please review.
