The Saga of Evil: Chapter 9

A/N: This is my last chapter, I want to thank everyone who reviewed, especially Ken's luver. I hope you all enjoyed the story, and please review.

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Disclaimer: Forget it.

Ken: What a touching chapter! I love you, Sam!

Sam: I love you, too Ken!

*both hug*

Wormmon: How touching! I need to hug! *hugs the nearest person, who's unfortunately the Digimon Emperor*

Digimon Emperor: *reaching for his whip* Get this thing off me!

heath 999: Uh, Wormmon, I think that you should hug something more cuddly than the Digimon Emperor. Please review.

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~Ken's POV~

This place looks familiar.

I've been here before.

I start walking, my footsteps echoing through the dunes of the sand.

This is the place where I lost my heart.

And can find it again.

I walk as if a zombie, just putting one foot in front of another.

Then, I stop surprised at the sight of hundreds of digieggs at what looks like a playground.

Where am I?

"Welcome to Primary Village," a little voice says to my right.

Primary Village?

Why does it sound so familiar?

"This is where digimon get reconfigured." The voice continues.

You mean reborn?

Does that mean Wormmon's alive?

Hope surges through me, and I turn to the voice to see a Punimon in a wooden crib.

"Wormmon too?" I ask, wondering if it's too good to be true.

At the digimon's nod, I run into the village.

Wait, I don't remember which one is Wormmon's.

Just like I don't know who I am.

"Hey! You're the Digimon Emperor! Aren't you!" A Yuramon says, attacking me.

I was the Digimon Emperor!

What have I done?!

I have made so many mistakes.

I've killed Sam.

I've killed thousands of digimon.

And-

I killed Wormmon.

If only I knew.

If only I knew the truth about the truth about the Digital World sooner-

Wormmon would still be alive and with me.

"Why would Wormmon come back to you? So it could be abused more? It's never coming back! So get out!" A Botaman says, angry.

The digimon words hit worse than any blow than I can ever receive.

Wormmon's not going to come back.

I understand.

I thought he didn't deserve me, like I didn't deserve Sam.

I made both of them die.

Sam, because he got all the attention.

And Wormmon-

because I thought he wasn't worthy of being my partner.

The reality is-

I didn't deserve him.

I fall to my knees, the reality of the words striking me hard.

The screams of innocent digimon that I've tortured and killed and whipped again echoing in my head.

I look at my hands, and they start to tremble.

They're covered in blood.

The blood of thousands of innocent digimon that have died.

The blood of Sam.

And-

The blood of Wormmon.

All on these hands.

These hands.

These hands have caused so much destruction and pain.

Within these hands-

A textbook makes me a genius.

But a whip-

A whip makes me a monster.

The Digimon Emperor.

How could I let this get so out of control?

"You're not welcome here! Go back under the Control Spire you came out of!" The Botamon says angrily to me.

I fall on my hands and knees, tears flowing freely.

All I need is a second chance.

I can make up for my sins,

all I need is

Another Chance.

Will I ever get it?

"I know I did terrible things as the Digimon Emperor, but I'm truly sorry now, and I'm ready to make up my past mistakes. And be the person I was before then." I say.

I don't have any memories of being good.

Only being evil.

I must remember.

I must remember the time that I was good.

The time when I was kind and gentle.

The time when I had a heart.

I put my head in my hands, feeling a sharp pain as I struggle to remember who I used to be.

The first time I went to the Digital World, with Sam's digivice.

~Flashback~

I walked through the desert, a mysterious figure next to me.

When suddenly out of nowhere, a Gazimon attacked me.

I screamed as it flung itself closer, and then Wormmon, knocked it down and away.

I rushed up to his still, form, hoping he's okay.

"Wormmon, are you okay?" I asked worriedly, gently picking him up in my arms.

"I'm fine," I smiled in relief as he continued: "I'm more worried about you, you're not as strong as I am."

I stared at him, confused: "What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"You have a kindness that makes you vulnerable to the darkness, and your gentleness makes it even more so." He said.

"I'm gentle?"

I flashbacked to when I was standing on the balcony with Sam.

'You have a level of kindness and gentleness that very few people have, promise me that you will always be that way.' Sam's words rang in my head.

"Promise me that you'll always be Ken, no matter what happens." Wormmon's voice broke into my thoughts.

I nodded determined, "I promise."

~End Flashback~

I feel like I just got punched in the stomach.

I broke both of their promises.

Sam's.

And Wormmon's.

To be kind and gentle.

All my life.

All my life I've been trying to be someone else.

Sam, so my parents could give me more attention.

And the Digimon Emperor.

I became him so I could flee my emotions.

For a long time,

for a long time I haven't been Ken.

Now,

it's time to start.

I promise.

In memory of Sam and Wormmon.

To be kind and gentle for the rest of my life.

As soon as I think these words, I feel a sudden warmth from my chest.

Is my heart back?

Did I regain it after I realize what I did wrong, and how I can fix it?

A glow in my pocket attracts my attention, and surprised, I pull my crest out of my pocket.

The crest,

it's glowing.

"Your crest, it's glowing. It's the crest of kindness." Another Punimon says.

It can't be glowing.

I don't know how to be kind.

And it's not mine.

Is it?

A glow from an egg interrupts my thoughts, and I realize that the egg looks familiar.

And it's glowing like

like my crest of kindness.

I'm drawn to it, and very gently put my hands on the egg.

I jerk back in surprise as blinding light comes from the egg, and in seconds there's no longer an egg, but a cradle with a digimon in it.

"Who are you?" I ask softly, surprised.

The leaf of the digimon raises, and I see crystal blue eyes look back at me.

It's Wormmon, I can tell already.

"I'm Leafmon, the Fresh form of Wormmon."

Tears fill my eyes for the second time today.

I found him.

And,

I found my heart.

Very gently, I pick him up, "I kept looking for you, and I never stopped searching."

"I knew that you would keep your promise." Leafmon says, tears filling it's own eyes.

"What promise?"

"Being kind and gentle." Leafmon says softly, and understandingly.

"I wouldn't have been able to do it without you, and I promise now that I'll always be kind and gentle." I say, tears streaming down my face.

There's nothing else said.

We just cry.

There's nothing else to be said, really.

I wonder,

I wonder if I were the one to die instead of Sam.

Would Wormmon be the only one who would miss me?

Now,

now I don't think so.

My parents love me.

And, they would miss me, too.

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Real World: Five Minutes Later

I hear the sobs coming from my parents in the living room as I land on the floor of my room, gently cushioning Leafmon from getting hurt.

I'm home.

I hear mama sobbing, saying that I'm gone again, and this time maybe I won't come back.

I walk slowly into the living room, to be confronted by my parents.

"We were so worried." Mama says, wiping tears from her eyes.

I understand now.

Why she's crying.

She missed me, like I missed Wormmon.

"Mama?" I ask, eyes filling with tears myself.

"He remembers me," she says.

"Mama, I'm ready to give you that second chance, if you can give me one."

Mama sobs and throws her arms around my neck, and I look at Dad.

"Thanks, thanks for being such great parents."

Dad smiles, tears now streaming down his face as he pats my head.

I have a lot to do to fix my past mistakes.

But now,

now I can fix them.

My gaze wanders towards the photo of Sam sitting on the windowsill.

I'll always have the pain of losing Sam.

But,

but now, I can deal with it.

Thank you, Sam, for helping find my heart.

The Beginning

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A/N: I want to thank everyone who reviewed, especially Ken's luver. I hope you all enjoyed this fanfic. Please review.