The Saga of Evil: Chapter 3
A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time, but my computer Internet connection has been giving me hell, but hopefully it's now fixed. Please review.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, or it's characters.
heath 999: Well, since no one voted, they made up, and it's a draw.
Ken: I'm so sorry, Sam!
Sam: Me too, Ken!
*both hug*
Digimon Emperor: Excuse me while I go and hurl again.
*runs out of the room*
heath 999: Correction, still making up.
Sam: Why are you always turning me evil?
heath 999: I still haven't forgotten what you did in "Genesis of Evil", lets put it that way.
Sam: I hate you.
heath 999: Join the club, my other muses will gladly accept you.
Sam: .
Ken: I can tell that you have more torture in store for me.
heath 999: I'm just getting warmed up, please review.
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~Ken's POV~
I skip happily home, the test with a perfect score in my hand.
This is the first time I ever got a good grade on anything, let alone a perfect score.
It's been a year since the incident with Sam and his digivice, and I'm still not speaking to Sam for what he did to me.
He's walking behind me right now, totally ignoring me.
Even the bubble-blowing times aren't fun anymore.
It reminds me how empty I am, with no friends and no parents and no love.
Like the inside of the bubble.
Except that it doesn't even compare to how empty I am inside.
I skip into the middle of the road, not even looking for any traffic.
"KEN!!! WATCH OUT!!!" Sam screams, running and shoving me out of the path of an incoming car.
Not having enough time to get out of the way himself.
A sudden squealing of brakes.
Then time suddenly seems to slow down.
The car is going to fast, and it with a sickening impact.
It hits Sam.
"SAM!!! NO!!!" I scream as I see him get thrown to the other side of the road, the impact so hard that he loses a shoe and his glasses shatter as a cry of pain comes from him.
"NO!!! I'M SORRY!!!" I scream, trying to get to him, only to be held back by a police officer that saw the whole thing.
"Your Sam's brother, aren't you? Don't worry, he's going to be fine." The police officer says, the look on his face betraying his words.
"I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry," I whisper as a sheet covers him.
I barely hear the talk that's going on around me: "Kid never had a chance, died as soon as he hit the ground."
"Poor younger brother, he looks like a wreck."
"Ambulance should be here in a few minutes, but too bad that there's nothing that can be done-"
I'm still screaming when the police officers take me home.
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~General POV~
The crowd quickly leaves, after the ambulance took the famous genius to the hospital so his parents could identify him.
Only one stayed.
Few know his name.
But, the name, common as it is, sends a chill down anyone's spine for some unknown reason.
He looks normal, being an Asian man.
Maybe it's how tall he is.
He has his hair cut short, a boy cut, and wears a purple trench coat.
His name: Oikawa.
The digimon inside him: Myotismon.
And Myotismon can sense what humans cannot, an unnatural evilness that's implanted, not just part of the personality.
The Dark Spore.
"So, he's the one that got the Dark Spore. He'll need some guidance, especially since he just lost his brother. I can always *help* him out." Oikawa says with a grin that would give anyone a chill.
"You'll come in handy, child, you'll definantly come in handy." He murmurs to himself as he starts walking home.
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Tamachi Apartments: That Night
~Ken's POV~
"I'm so sorry," I sob into my pillow.
It's my entire fault.
I wished that Sam would disappear.
And he did.
"I never meant it, I just wanted some attention, that's all. I never wanted you to really disappear." I say, burying my face deeper into my pillow.
I finally look up, the darkness swirling around me, as I cry for my lost brother.
The darkness is calling for me.
Making promises to make me feel better.
Making promises to get over the guilt about the death of Sam.
It's my entire fault that's Sam's gone.
I feel the darkness getting stronger.
I feel something else, too.
A sudden coldness, evilness that's calling for me.
And I welcome it.
A sharp pain runs up the back of my neck.
And then stops.
And I feel warmth there.
As if greeting me.
"I'll make it up, somehow, for what the grief I caused my parents, I don't know how, but I will." I say, making a promise to the darkness.
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~General POV~
Ken falls asleep, not knowing by welcoming the darkness, he has welcomed something else.
The Dark Spore is getting stronger.
TBC.
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A/N: Next chapter up soon, please review.
A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time, but my computer Internet connection has been giving me hell, but hopefully it's now fixed. Please review.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, or it's characters.
heath 999: Well, since no one voted, they made up, and it's a draw.
Ken: I'm so sorry, Sam!
Sam: Me too, Ken!
*both hug*
Digimon Emperor: Excuse me while I go and hurl again.
*runs out of the room*
heath 999: Correction, still making up.
Sam: Why are you always turning me evil?
heath 999: I still haven't forgotten what you did in "Genesis of Evil", lets put it that way.
Sam: I hate you.
heath 999: Join the club, my other muses will gladly accept you.
Sam: .
Ken: I can tell that you have more torture in store for me.
heath 999: I'm just getting warmed up, please review.
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~Ken's POV~
I skip happily home, the test with a perfect score in my hand.
This is the first time I ever got a good grade on anything, let alone a perfect score.
It's been a year since the incident with Sam and his digivice, and I'm still not speaking to Sam for what he did to me.
He's walking behind me right now, totally ignoring me.
Even the bubble-blowing times aren't fun anymore.
It reminds me how empty I am, with no friends and no parents and no love.
Like the inside of the bubble.
Except that it doesn't even compare to how empty I am inside.
I skip into the middle of the road, not even looking for any traffic.
"KEN!!! WATCH OUT!!!" Sam screams, running and shoving me out of the path of an incoming car.
Not having enough time to get out of the way himself.
A sudden squealing of brakes.
Then time suddenly seems to slow down.
The car is going to fast, and it with a sickening impact.
It hits Sam.
"SAM!!! NO!!!" I scream as I see him get thrown to the other side of the road, the impact so hard that he loses a shoe and his glasses shatter as a cry of pain comes from him.
"NO!!! I'M SORRY!!!" I scream, trying to get to him, only to be held back by a police officer that saw the whole thing.
"Your Sam's brother, aren't you? Don't worry, he's going to be fine." The police officer says, the look on his face betraying his words.
"I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry," I whisper as a sheet covers him.
I barely hear the talk that's going on around me: "Kid never had a chance, died as soon as he hit the ground."
"Poor younger brother, he looks like a wreck."
"Ambulance should be here in a few minutes, but too bad that there's nothing that can be done-"
I'm still screaming when the police officers take me home.
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~General POV~
The crowd quickly leaves, after the ambulance took the famous genius to the hospital so his parents could identify him.
Only one stayed.
Few know his name.
But, the name, common as it is, sends a chill down anyone's spine for some unknown reason.
He looks normal, being an Asian man.
Maybe it's how tall he is.
He has his hair cut short, a boy cut, and wears a purple trench coat.
His name: Oikawa.
The digimon inside him: Myotismon.
And Myotismon can sense what humans cannot, an unnatural evilness that's implanted, not just part of the personality.
The Dark Spore.
"So, he's the one that got the Dark Spore. He'll need some guidance, especially since he just lost his brother. I can always *help* him out." Oikawa says with a grin that would give anyone a chill.
"You'll come in handy, child, you'll definantly come in handy." He murmurs to himself as he starts walking home.
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Tamachi Apartments: That Night
~Ken's POV~
"I'm so sorry," I sob into my pillow.
It's my entire fault.
I wished that Sam would disappear.
And he did.
"I never meant it, I just wanted some attention, that's all. I never wanted you to really disappear." I say, burying my face deeper into my pillow.
I finally look up, the darkness swirling around me, as I cry for my lost brother.
The darkness is calling for me.
Making promises to make me feel better.
Making promises to get over the guilt about the death of Sam.
It's my entire fault that's Sam's gone.
I feel the darkness getting stronger.
I feel something else, too.
A sudden coldness, evilness that's calling for me.
And I welcome it.
A sharp pain runs up the back of my neck.
And then stops.
And I feel warmth there.
As if greeting me.
"I'll make it up, somehow, for what the grief I caused my parents, I don't know how, but I will." I say, making a promise to the darkness.
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~General POV~
Ken falls asleep, not knowing by welcoming the darkness, he has welcomed something else.
The Dark Spore is getting stronger.
TBC.
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A/N: Next chapter up soon, please review.