Chapter 11:------------------------------------------------------Katia
Romanov
The cell was dark and cold. The Brutamon guard had dropped off a small pan of food, which I neither wanted nor needed. The kill from earlier this morning had more the fulfilled my appetite. Icarimon had ordered me chained down, which they had done rather quickly. I tired to fight back, but without an active D-Cell my powers were at the mercy of the moon.
You've gotten yourself in deep, Katia. You shouldn't have let yourself give in to him. Now you probably will never get out of here, alive anyway.
I feared my role in Icarimon's plan. Whatever it was, I knew it would put me against the other Hunters. There was a small grinding as the door slid open. Icarimon entered, smiling as usual. By his side were two Brutamon. They stopped at the entrance and bowed. One lifted his head and spoke to me.
"Bow before your master, human!"
I remained standing. This was no master of mine; I didn't care about him. Icarimon's smile remained.
"You should listen to them. They know what disobedience brings."
He snapped his fingers. Instantly the chain retracted, pulling me to the ground. My hands hit the floor hard, nearly causing my arms to collapse. Within seconds I was down on my knees bowing. There had been a chain around my neck, which after pulling me down took my breath away. While I couldn't hide the gasping, I wouldn't give Icarimon the pleasure of seeing me hurt.
"You're a tough one, Katia. That is okay, though. I have ways of making you learn."
The pain was almost unbearable. I gritted my teeth as the chain pulled down harder. Icarimon continued laughing.
"Had enough, Katia?"
"What do you want? You stand there grinning like an idiot, but you don't say anything about why you need me! What is it, huh?"
Icarimon's smile faded. With another snap the pain ended. He approached me slowly, his arm extended.
"Do you remember a Digimon by the name of Demon?"
He hunched down to look me in the eye. Looking deep into them I could see the real him. The evil I sensed in him was more than anything before. I had to keep my cool.
"Yeah I remember him. Easiest kill ever. Didn't take much to beat him."
A vein pulsed on his forehead. His eyes narrowed at me. The evil was almost tangible.
"That 'weakling' was my son!"
Before I knew what happened, a swift hand ran across my face. I spit onto the ground, and Icarimon turned my head to face him.
"Look me in the eye when I talk to you!"
His pleasant exterior was slowly pulling away, showing the real being within. That feeling that had made me uneasy about him before rose again. He continued.
"I have spent eons trapped in this boring Digi-World. I wanted to break through, but those damn sovereigns stole my power from me. They left me stuck here, unable to cross into your realm. They forgot my son though. His powers grew stronger in my absence. After a time he was able to cross over…but you stopped him."
"The Digimon were attacking my world! What did you expect me to do?"
"We were a conquering family, a mighty force in the Digital World. Nobody could stop us. It took an act of the gods to finally stop us. You see, I'm still too weak to cross through. On my own that is."
He grabbed my head in both his hands. He seemed to be looking me over. With a quick motion he grabbed my wrist, holding the D-Cell in his hand.
"You see. I need a way out of here. And this is just the thing to do it. You see, I alone cannot leave the Digi-World. But you can…"
I pulled my arm away, spitting in Icarimon's face. He wanted to make me into a puppet. Was he kidding? I was beginning to hate Icarimon with each passing moment. How dare he use me like that!
"The only thing is, that blasted D-Cell is inactive. I need to find a way to reactivate it. And there is only one thing I can think of that would make a device like that work."
He moved to stand beside me. Just as quickly as he had hit me before, he landed another blow to my stomach. I felt the air empty out of my body. I was on the ground gasping for air while Icarimon laughed over me.
"You see. If the Hunter is in danger, the D-Cell will release a high amount of power. All I need for you to do is give in."
Between gasps I responded.
"Never. I won't help you."
"You should make it easier than this, Katia. I really don't want to hurt you. But if you leave me no choice…"
He kicked again, this time into my back. The pain shot through my body, causing red flashes to obscure my vision.
"Will you help me, Katia?"
"Never."
"Wrong answer."
Another shot to stomach. Tears rolled down my eyes. The pain was tremendous…I could feel myself loosing control. I hated Icarimon for doing this, but I hated myself more for letting me get to me.
"I swear, Icarimon…I will kill you myself."
My anger was growing to fast. I couldn't stop myself. Emotions are powerful weapons. Rage fed the D-Cell more than anything, and that was exactly what I was giving it. What I heard next was no surprise.
"Bioform Digivolution."
Cries of pain shifted into howls of anger. Lupumon had returned. Icarimon seemed pleased by this development. However, I didn't stop there. D-Cell still charging, I continued the transformation.
"Bio-Upgrade Digivolution."
As the second and third dog heads began to form, I felt the anger hit its peak. This new power was unbelievable. I hadn't been Cereberumon in what seemed like ages. My captor had been prepared for this, as the chains continued to hold me down.
"So this is what an ultimate level Digithrope looks like. Rather ugly beast if I do say so. Oh well, it will have to do."
My brain had given way to animal instinct. Never had I been this angry before, and it showed. Cerberumon was like an outside force, a being that I was merely watching. The scary thing was, I enjoyed it. Icarimon ignored my gnashing teeth and firmly held my head straight. Once again he glared deep into my eyes.
"I want in, Katia. And sooner or later, you're going to let me."
Logic said to resist, every ounce of my consciousness wanted to fight him off. But I couldn't. Cerberumon was in control. It was like the mind of the Digimon was all that existed. The Digimon's instincts didn't care about good or evil, it just wanted to survive.
Don't do it, Cerberumon. Fight it off. Do it for me, do it for anyone but Icarimon. I beg you. Let me in control!
It was useless. The mind of the Digimon was all that was Icarimon needed. He had won over the part of me that was most important to him. I could only sit in the back of my mind and watch helplessly as I was infected by his spirit.
Will you obey me now, Katia?
"Yes, Master. My life for you."
The cell was dark and cold. The Brutamon guard had dropped off a small pan of food, which I neither wanted nor needed. The kill from earlier this morning had more the fulfilled my appetite. Icarimon had ordered me chained down, which they had done rather quickly. I tired to fight back, but without an active D-Cell my powers were at the mercy of the moon.
You've gotten yourself in deep, Katia. You shouldn't have let yourself give in to him. Now you probably will never get out of here, alive anyway.
I feared my role in Icarimon's plan. Whatever it was, I knew it would put me against the other Hunters. There was a small grinding as the door slid open. Icarimon entered, smiling as usual. By his side were two Brutamon. They stopped at the entrance and bowed. One lifted his head and spoke to me.
"Bow before your master, human!"
I remained standing. This was no master of mine; I didn't care about him. Icarimon's smile remained.
"You should listen to them. They know what disobedience brings."
He snapped his fingers. Instantly the chain retracted, pulling me to the ground. My hands hit the floor hard, nearly causing my arms to collapse. Within seconds I was down on my knees bowing. There had been a chain around my neck, which after pulling me down took my breath away. While I couldn't hide the gasping, I wouldn't give Icarimon the pleasure of seeing me hurt.
"You're a tough one, Katia. That is okay, though. I have ways of making you learn."
The pain was almost unbearable. I gritted my teeth as the chain pulled down harder. Icarimon continued laughing.
"Had enough, Katia?"
"What do you want? You stand there grinning like an idiot, but you don't say anything about why you need me! What is it, huh?"
Icarimon's smile faded. With another snap the pain ended. He approached me slowly, his arm extended.
"Do you remember a Digimon by the name of Demon?"
He hunched down to look me in the eye. Looking deep into them I could see the real him. The evil I sensed in him was more than anything before. I had to keep my cool.
"Yeah I remember him. Easiest kill ever. Didn't take much to beat him."
A vein pulsed on his forehead. His eyes narrowed at me. The evil was almost tangible.
"That 'weakling' was my son!"
Before I knew what happened, a swift hand ran across my face. I spit onto the ground, and Icarimon turned my head to face him.
"Look me in the eye when I talk to you!"
His pleasant exterior was slowly pulling away, showing the real being within. That feeling that had made me uneasy about him before rose again. He continued.
"I have spent eons trapped in this boring Digi-World. I wanted to break through, but those damn sovereigns stole my power from me. They left me stuck here, unable to cross into your realm. They forgot my son though. His powers grew stronger in my absence. After a time he was able to cross over…but you stopped him."
"The Digimon were attacking my world! What did you expect me to do?"
"We were a conquering family, a mighty force in the Digital World. Nobody could stop us. It took an act of the gods to finally stop us. You see, I'm still too weak to cross through. On my own that is."
He grabbed my head in both his hands. He seemed to be looking me over. With a quick motion he grabbed my wrist, holding the D-Cell in his hand.
"You see. I need a way out of here. And this is just the thing to do it. You see, I alone cannot leave the Digi-World. But you can…"
I pulled my arm away, spitting in Icarimon's face. He wanted to make me into a puppet. Was he kidding? I was beginning to hate Icarimon with each passing moment. How dare he use me like that!
"The only thing is, that blasted D-Cell is inactive. I need to find a way to reactivate it. And there is only one thing I can think of that would make a device like that work."
He moved to stand beside me. Just as quickly as he had hit me before, he landed another blow to my stomach. I felt the air empty out of my body. I was on the ground gasping for air while Icarimon laughed over me.
"You see. If the Hunter is in danger, the D-Cell will release a high amount of power. All I need for you to do is give in."
Between gasps I responded.
"Never. I won't help you."
"You should make it easier than this, Katia. I really don't want to hurt you. But if you leave me no choice…"
He kicked again, this time into my back. The pain shot through my body, causing red flashes to obscure my vision.
"Will you help me, Katia?"
"Never."
"Wrong answer."
Another shot to stomach. Tears rolled down my eyes. The pain was tremendous…I could feel myself loosing control. I hated Icarimon for doing this, but I hated myself more for letting me get to me.
"I swear, Icarimon…I will kill you myself."
My anger was growing to fast. I couldn't stop myself. Emotions are powerful weapons. Rage fed the D-Cell more than anything, and that was exactly what I was giving it. What I heard next was no surprise.
"Bioform Digivolution."
Cries of pain shifted into howls of anger. Lupumon had returned. Icarimon seemed pleased by this development. However, I didn't stop there. D-Cell still charging, I continued the transformation.
"Bio-Upgrade Digivolution."
As the second and third dog heads began to form, I felt the anger hit its peak. This new power was unbelievable. I hadn't been Cereberumon in what seemed like ages. My captor had been prepared for this, as the chains continued to hold me down.
"So this is what an ultimate level Digithrope looks like. Rather ugly beast if I do say so. Oh well, it will have to do."
My brain had given way to animal instinct. Never had I been this angry before, and it showed. Cerberumon was like an outside force, a being that I was merely watching. The scary thing was, I enjoyed it. Icarimon ignored my gnashing teeth and firmly held my head straight. Once again he glared deep into my eyes.
"I want in, Katia. And sooner or later, you're going to let me."
Logic said to resist, every ounce of my consciousness wanted to fight him off. But I couldn't. Cerberumon was in control. It was like the mind of the Digimon was all that existed. The Digimon's instincts didn't care about good or evil, it just wanted to survive.
Don't do it, Cerberumon. Fight it off. Do it for me, do it for anyone but Icarimon. I beg you. Let me in control!
It was useless. The mind of the Digimon was all that was Icarimon needed. He had won over the part of me that was most important to him. I could only sit in the back of my mind and watch helplessly as I was infected by his spirit.
Will you obey me now, Katia?
"Yes, Master. My life for you."