The Struggle: Chapter 4
A/N: I'm going to skip ahead again; this is going to be about the time when the digidestined find out who the Digimon Emperor is. Also, this chapter will contain violence not appropriate for little children, so you've been warned.
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Disclaimer: I own Digimon!!!
Ken: You wish.
heath 999: I know, honestly I don't.
Emperor: I thought that I was going to have more time in this story.
heath 999: I changed my mind.
Emperor: Who said you can do that?! *Cracks whip at heath 999*
heath 999: *catches whip and wrenches it from the Emperor's grasp* Do you really want to know what I'm like with a whip?
Emperor: Is that a challenge?
Ken: Trust me, you don't want to challenge her; I hear she's worse with a whip than with the duct tape.
Emperor: *Dives under table* Please anything but that!
Ken: You know, you're scary sometimes, heath 999.
heath 999: Thank you, please read and review.
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Digimon Emperor's base: about two months later
~Meghan's POV~
I yawn and stretch, careful to avoid hurting my shoulder or disturb the still sleeping bundle on my chest.
I grin as best as I could, I'm practically starving to death, and I'm in a prison, but at least I have company.
A yawn interrupts my thoughts, "Morning" says Wormmon sleepily.
Ever since the first night, Wormmon has been sneaking me a sandwich each night, I share it with the digimon across the hallway from me. After a few nights I asked for him to stay, since he seemed as lonely as I am in the base, he said yes after a few days hesitating over what Ken would do to him. Now he keeps me company at night, and sneaks back to the Digimon Emperor well before he finishes school for the day.
'It's good to have company, even if it's not Tigermon.' I think as I watch him stretch in his cute way. The smile fades from my face as I remember Wormmon saying every night that Tigermon still isn't free, 'but at least the digidestined are beating Ken,' I think as I also remember Wormmon's daily reports on how the digidestined are doing.
"Morning," I say making sure that he gets off before I sit up on the cell floor. "I wonder how my parents are doing?" I say with a sigh, knowing how worried sick they must be about me right now.
"Well, what a touching scene, I wish that I had a camera right now." A sarcastic voice interrupts my thoughts, and I look to see the Digimon Emperor standing outside my cell.
"Master! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school?" Wormmon asks frantically.
"I decided to leave the real world, and the pathetic insects, and concentrate on conquering this world with my partner." He says, looking at me.
I snarl, "I AM NOT YOUR PARTNER!!!" I yell, glaring at him.
"Oh, so much hostility for someone who has barely been fed for two months, and has already has been injured in my hands. I need to break that from you right now, if I want a partner, and a mistress."
Digimon appeared in front of the cell, and the door opened, I lunge for it, desperate to get out of this cell, and away from this prison and this monster in front of me. The digimon are faster though; they grab me and wrench my arms behind me before I could get out. I barely manage to hold back a scream as I feel my wounded shoulder, which is still healing, cut open again.
"Chain her in the torture chamber, I'll be there in a moment after dealing with Wormmon." He says, turning to the cowering Wormmon.
"WORMMON!" I yell, worried about my only friend and savior ever since I was captured.
I struggle against the hold of my captors, now not only worrying about myself, but Wormmon too.
They drag me to a room, looking like a medieval dungeon, with chains dangling from the walls, and torture racks in the middle of it.
I gulp, uh-oh.
The digimon chain me to the wall, face towards the wall, and leave. I worry about what's going to happen next, and whether or not I can face it.
I remember all the times that I regretted ever knowing that I backstabbed the digidestined, about how it felt when I found out that Myotismon brainwashed me, about when I revealed that I was the traitor.
*CRACK*
The first lash brings me back to reality, as the first whipping that I ever had in my life starts. I just barely manage to hold back screams as the whip comes down again and again for five times on my back. I whimper as I hear the whip being put away, and then I hear him walk up to me, and slip in between me and the wall.
"You're so beautiful, like a goddess," he says softly, gently stroking my face, I try to get free, but the pain distracted me from doing so. "Why do you resist me so much, we can have the world at our fingertips, your partners already my slave, why not join me?"
"I did it once, and I will regret it for the rest of my life, and I will never join you Ichijouji." I say defiantly.
His face hardens, "Then you can spend the rest of your life in my prison, which won't be long since you're wounds aren't going to be treated." He snaps his fingers, and the digimon that led me here come back to lead me back to the cell. "Reconsider your options, Meghan. Before you end up dead," he says before he turns and leaves.
I curl into a fetal position when I'm back in my cell, and just whimper.
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Digimon Emperor's base: That night.
~Wormmon's POV~
I wince as I move along.
The beating that master gave me earlier for helping out one of the guardian's still hurts.
But I have to make sure that she's okay.
I know that master will be mad, but I have to help her.
I hear her whimpering all the way down the hallway, and I rush in to see her curled up in a ball, back towards me.
I gasp at the sight of her back.
I didn't know that a whip could do that much damage.
Her back is crisscrossed with them, and that is only from five lashes, I watched master do it from the doorway.
I slowly come in and gently wrap her back with the bandages; I crawl out quietly hoping to not wake her up.
I can hear her whimpering all the way down the hallway.
I know I master is going to be mad.
But I have a feeling I did the right thing.
TBC.
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A/N: Okay, that was my first torture scene. I didn't know I had it in me. Even though it doesn't seem significant right now, it will be later on, so there was some point in the violence in the story. Please read and review.
A/N: I'm going to skip ahead again; this is going to be about the time when the digidestined find out who the Digimon Emperor is. Also, this chapter will contain violence not appropriate for little children, so you've been warned.
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Disclaimer: I own Digimon!!!
Ken: You wish.
heath 999: I know, honestly I don't.
Emperor: I thought that I was going to have more time in this story.
heath 999: I changed my mind.
Emperor: Who said you can do that?! *Cracks whip at heath 999*
heath 999: *catches whip and wrenches it from the Emperor's grasp* Do you really want to know what I'm like with a whip?
Emperor: Is that a challenge?
Ken: Trust me, you don't want to challenge her; I hear she's worse with a whip than with the duct tape.
Emperor: *Dives under table* Please anything but that!
Ken: You know, you're scary sometimes, heath 999.
heath 999: Thank you, please read and review.
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Digimon Emperor's base: about two months later
~Meghan's POV~
I yawn and stretch, careful to avoid hurting my shoulder or disturb the still sleeping bundle on my chest.
I grin as best as I could, I'm practically starving to death, and I'm in a prison, but at least I have company.
A yawn interrupts my thoughts, "Morning" says Wormmon sleepily.
Ever since the first night, Wormmon has been sneaking me a sandwich each night, I share it with the digimon across the hallway from me. After a few nights I asked for him to stay, since he seemed as lonely as I am in the base, he said yes after a few days hesitating over what Ken would do to him. Now he keeps me company at night, and sneaks back to the Digimon Emperor well before he finishes school for the day.
'It's good to have company, even if it's not Tigermon.' I think as I watch him stretch in his cute way. The smile fades from my face as I remember Wormmon saying every night that Tigermon still isn't free, 'but at least the digidestined are beating Ken,' I think as I also remember Wormmon's daily reports on how the digidestined are doing.
"Morning," I say making sure that he gets off before I sit up on the cell floor. "I wonder how my parents are doing?" I say with a sigh, knowing how worried sick they must be about me right now.
"Well, what a touching scene, I wish that I had a camera right now." A sarcastic voice interrupts my thoughts, and I look to see the Digimon Emperor standing outside my cell.
"Master! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school?" Wormmon asks frantically.
"I decided to leave the real world, and the pathetic insects, and concentrate on conquering this world with my partner." He says, looking at me.
I snarl, "I AM NOT YOUR PARTNER!!!" I yell, glaring at him.
"Oh, so much hostility for someone who has barely been fed for two months, and has already has been injured in my hands. I need to break that from you right now, if I want a partner, and a mistress."
Digimon appeared in front of the cell, and the door opened, I lunge for it, desperate to get out of this cell, and away from this prison and this monster in front of me. The digimon are faster though; they grab me and wrench my arms behind me before I could get out. I barely manage to hold back a scream as I feel my wounded shoulder, which is still healing, cut open again.
"Chain her in the torture chamber, I'll be there in a moment after dealing with Wormmon." He says, turning to the cowering Wormmon.
"WORMMON!" I yell, worried about my only friend and savior ever since I was captured.
I struggle against the hold of my captors, now not only worrying about myself, but Wormmon too.
They drag me to a room, looking like a medieval dungeon, with chains dangling from the walls, and torture racks in the middle of it.
I gulp, uh-oh.
The digimon chain me to the wall, face towards the wall, and leave. I worry about what's going to happen next, and whether or not I can face it.
I remember all the times that I regretted ever knowing that I backstabbed the digidestined, about how it felt when I found out that Myotismon brainwashed me, about when I revealed that I was the traitor.
*CRACK*
The first lash brings me back to reality, as the first whipping that I ever had in my life starts. I just barely manage to hold back screams as the whip comes down again and again for five times on my back. I whimper as I hear the whip being put away, and then I hear him walk up to me, and slip in between me and the wall.
"You're so beautiful, like a goddess," he says softly, gently stroking my face, I try to get free, but the pain distracted me from doing so. "Why do you resist me so much, we can have the world at our fingertips, your partners already my slave, why not join me?"
"I did it once, and I will regret it for the rest of my life, and I will never join you Ichijouji." I say defiantly.
His face hardens, "Then you can spend the rest of your life in my prison, which won't be long since you're wounds aren't going to be treated." He snaps his fingers, and the digimon that led me here come back to lead me back to the cell. "Reconsider your options, Meghan. Before you end up dead," he says before he turns and leaves.
I curl into a fetal position when I'm back in my cell, and just whimper.
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Digimon Emperor's base: That night.
~Wormmon's POV~
I wince as I move along.
The beating that master gave me earlier for helping out one of the guardian's still hurts.
But I have to make sure that she's okay.
I know that master will be mad, but I have to help her.
I hear her whimpering all the way down the hallway, and I rush in to see her curled up in a ball, back towards me.
I gasp at the sight of her back.
I didn't know that a whip could do that much damage.
Her back is crisscrossed with them, and that is only from five lashes, I watched master do it from the doorway.
I slowly come in and gently wrap her back with the bandages; I crawl out quietly hoping to not wake her up.
I can hear her whimpering all the way down the hallway.
I know I master is going to be mad.
But I have a feeling I did the right thing.
TBC.
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A/N: Okay, that was my first torture scene. I didn't know I had it in me. Even though it doesn't seem significant right now, it will be later on, so there was some point in the violence in the story. Please read and review.