The Struggle: Chapter 5

A/N: I'm going to skip ahead two months, *dives behind desk, waiting for the flamers*, to when Cody has gotten the Digiegg of Reliability. This is MAYBE going to be the second-to-last chapter; I'm going to continue with a new fanfic, I don't know yet.

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Disclaimer: DIGIMON AIN'T MINE!!! GET IT?!

Emperor: TORTURE!!! I LOVE IT!!!

heath 999: I knew that you would like that last chapter.

Emperor: *dancing around the room*

Ken: And I thought you can't dance, heath 999.

heath 999: HEY! I can dance!

Wormmon: Why was there so much torture and violence in the last chapter, Ken?

heath 999: You'll find out this chapter. Please read and review.

Emperor: TORTURE!!! VIOLENCE!!! TORTURE!!!

Ken, Wormmon, and heath 999: *sweatdrop*

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Digimon Emperor's base: Two months later

~Meghan's POV~

Another cough rattles my body.

I might be dying.

Ever since the torture that the Digimon Emperor inflicted about two months ago, I haven't been able to recover.

And that worries me.

Also, I barely see Wormmon anymore bringing me food, so I have been starving.

Not including the fact that I'm sick.

"Meghan? I brought you some food, I'm sorry about not getting it before, but- MEGHAN!"

I barely hear the shattering of dishes as Wormmon drops the tray and runs to my side. I barely feel him nuzzling me gently, trying to find out what's wrong. "I'm getting my master here now, you need help."

I cough, and then croak, "No Wormmon, I don't want to see you in trouble, if Ken finds out that you were down here with me after the last time-" I couldn't finish the sentence, as I break into a fit of coughs again.

"I'm going, even if he beats me to death, you need help." I didn't hear him leave, as I break down in a fit of coughing again.

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Digimon Emperor's Room: A minute later

~Wormmon's POV~

I hate to do this, but it has to be done for Meghan to live.

"KEN!!!" I yell as loud as I could.

"WHAT THE?! WORMMON! DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO DISTURB ME WHEN I'M SLEEPING, AND TO CALL ME MASTER!!!" Is the angry reply.

Well, at least I got his attention.

"Master, Meghan's sick, I think she's dying,"

"Oh crap! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO?!"

He runs to the prison, me at his heels, he reaches the cell, you can hear the coughing all the way down the hallway. Master reaches her, and looks at the wounds that his whip created.

"Oh man, what did I do to you?" I hear him say, sounding not at all like the Digimon Emperor, but the kind and gentle boy that I met long ago.

There's something else that's in his tone that I haven't heard ever since that time.

Regret.

He very gently picks her up, careful of her wounds. "Wormmon, get a cold cloth ready, and the first-aid kit."

I nod, running off to follow his orders.

Hoping.

Praying.

That we're not too late.

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Ken's Room: Ten minutes later

~Ken's POV~

I gently set her down face-first on the bed. I quickly remove the bandages that seemed to be there for a long time.

I'm horrified at what I see.

They're twice the size of what they're supposed to be.

Also, they look infected.

Quickly, I grab the disinfectant from Wormmon and gently apply it to her wounds.

"Master, you should also check her shoulder, it's probably infected too."

I remove the bandages, and see the shoulder in the same condition, but twice as worse.

"Why did this happen?" I ask myself hoarsely, "Why didn't you join me so we can conquer this game together?"

Finished, I wrap the wounds with fresh bandages, "Wormmon, go outside and see if you can find any plants that can help her, and bring them back." I say, gently injecting her with a tranquilizer to ease the pain.

"Right away master," he says, and I hear him scurrying away to get the plants.

I stare at her 'live, just please live,' is all I think.

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Same place: A week later

~Meghan's POV~

I groan, slowly opening my eyes.

Did anybody get the number of the Monochronmon that just ran me over?

Everything hurts.

"Meghan? How do you feel?" An anxious voice says, sounding above me, but I can't be sure, since I don't know which way is up.

Heck, I don't know my own name right now.

"Ken?" I croak, slowly getting focused.

"Yeah, it's me, are you okay?"

"Well considering I just got over an illness that almost killed me, I'm dandy." I say, slowly sitting up, surprised to find myself in the Digimon Emperor's room instead of my cell, and the fact that I'm wearing bandages over my injuries and a sling on my good shoulder.

"So you won't aggravate the injury more," he explains gesturing to the sling.

I nod, looking around the room.

"Why don't you join my side, we can beat this game together." He says, gently supporting me.

I sigh in exasperation, wincing at the pain it caused, "Ken, for the last time I'm not- what did you say?" I ask, realizing the last words that came out of his mouth.

"We can beat this game together, and become champions of the digital world game." He says as if it's the easiest thing in the world.

I stare at him, shocked.

He thinks the digital world is a game?

It would explain why he tortured me; he thought I would be okay, that he wasn't really injuring me.

"Ken, do you remember one incident during the whole time that you were in the real world that you saw digimon in the real world?" I ask.

He hesitated, "once, at the soccer game," then I see his face change to horror as his words sink in.

"Do you think a game could be real and part of it be at the soccer game?" I ask gently, dreading the answer.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! It can't be true! I couldn't have really been doing this to real beings!" He yells, and throws himself to the ground sobbing, and right that moment, I see his Digimon Emperors uniform dissolve into gray clothing.

I leave the room, and see Wormmon waiting anxiously outside. "Is he okay?" Are the first words out of his mouth.

I sigh, remembering how devastated I was when I found out that Myotismon brainwashed me. "I hope so, give him some time."

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Same Place: Hours later

Ken finally stumbles out, looking like he's in shock.

In all honesty, I can understand.

"Master! Are you okay?" Wormmon anxiously asks.

I see Ken cringe at his title, "Wormmon, never call me that title again." He looks at me, "you ready to go?"

"What about your slaves and Tigermon?" I ask, worried about the other digimon that live here.

"I let them go, and deactivated the rings and spirals."

"MEGHAN!"

"TIGERMON!" I yell, hugging my digimon with my good arm.

"What did he do to you?" he asks, noticing the sling on my arm, and then getting ready to attack.

I kneel down at his level, "remember when I was brainwashed by Myotismon, well about the same thing happened to him."

As we head to the exit, Ken whispers to me: "Thanks."

"Anytime," is my reply.

As we step outside, I blink at the blinding light, not used to it after such a long time in darkness.

"MEGHAN!!!" A voice shouts.

"T.K., KARI, boy have you changed!" I say hugging them.

"KEN?!" Is next from a boy who I don't know.

"I have deactivated everything, I'm going home, and I'm no longer a threat to the digital world." Is his reply, walking away with Wormmon next to him.

"Well, uh, we better go home then." is the reply from Kari, "Meghan, we also found this a few days ago, here, it has your crest on it." Kari says, handing me an egg with the symbol of loyalty on it.

Right that moment, a bright flash of light attracted my attention, and I pull my digivice out just in time to see it transform into a silver-lined, oval shaped device. "Hey, you're part of the new digidestined!" I hear from the boy who looks like Tai.

I ignore him, "lets go home," anxious to see my parents again. "I'll explain everything that happened to me tomorrow."

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Meghan's families Apartment: That night

I took a deep breath, and ring the doorbell.

The door opens immediately, and an astonished "Meghan?" comes from the other side.

"Yes it's me, mom."

"I thought that you were dead, when T.K. came with your backpack." she trails off, sobbing, as she hugs me, careful to avoid my arm.

"I have a lot to explain, but I just want you to know that I love you." I say while hugging her back with tears streaming down my face as I feel dad hugs me from behind.

It reminds me what happened four years ago, when I went to them after getting away from Myotismon.

I once again returned home at last.

TBC.

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A/N: Jeez, that was a long chapter, the longest I've written so far, but at least Ken got reality back to him, and Meghan's home. The next one isn't going to be as long. Until then, please read and review.