Hello, so what did ya all think of that last chapter huh? I hope ya liked it, I thought it turned out rather well. The first person stuff will be explained at the end. I'm still racking my brain for Sara's digimon. might have to make one up for her, every one else besides Lock has a real one so that's not so bad, a Succubus maybe? What do ya think?

-I still don't own it. If I did 01/02 would still be going on with new episodes, Tai would be with Sora. (What's up with me anyway? I'm a massive Taiora fan and I've still got her with Matt....) and TK or better yet Kari would have beat some sense into Davis by now. Oh and Travis would have been on the show.

Oh the offer still stands if you wish to use him or Serpentmon just give me a footnote or something. An e-mail would be nice too just so I could see the cameo...

Chapter 9.

Kari's scream of "TAI!" echoed through the trees. The boy who's crest bared the symbol of the sun stopped at the sound. He knew he couldn't dare look back or this little venture would be doomed before it even started.

He smiled a little at the knowledge that Kari and come for TK, but that smile had a melancholy tent to it. Kari had come for TK, but Sora hadn't come for him. She had been his rock in the digital world, and for most of his life she was always there. But now, now she was with Matt, always with Matt. With his resins reaffirmed he did the secant hardiest thing he had ever done in his life.

He took the next step.

He didn't wave, he didn't glance back, or call out 'I'll be fine'. He simply walked on as his sister cried out for him in vain. The only thing that had ever came close to hurting this much was when he had walked away and let Sora go to Matt with out saying what he had come to say...

He was such a cowered.

He just hoped that once this was over he would finally be past that.

He had no real idea as to where he was going, or even what he was looking for. A weapon like Travis' perhaps, but what good would a weapon do him? He was a partner to one of the strongest mega level digimon there was. A weapon would be pointless.

Matt had left, on a journey like this one. He had left 'to find myself.' And the next time Tai had seen his rival/best-friend Matt had tried to kill him. Not so much him really, but a part of his soul. His partner.

A part of Tai hated Matt. Hated the blond with a passion. For taking Sora, for standing in his way, for all the crap he had pulled in the digital world. But Tai knew, even if Matt didn't that most of that hate was more like a relationship that they both had seen before.

Matt was Ogremon to his Liomon. Or perhaps he was Ogremon to Matt's Liomon seeing as he had lost in the end. It didn't matter anymore. With this step that he had just taken, leaving his baby sister in the care of one who truly loved her he had walked away from that life.

But even with that relationship, that bond. Matt had never opened up and fully told him what had happened to make him do what he did. He hoped that he wouldn't do the same. But then attacking your friends went against friendship didn't it? What would he do? Run away like the cowered he is?

He shook his head to clear out all those thoughts. They were nothing but 'what might have biens' and the past. He no longer had time for the past.

The girl from the fog was his future, at lest temporarily. If she loved him like it seemed she clamed then maybe he could finally find some lasting balm for his battered, burned and bleeding heart.

He did regret dragging Agumon with him though. His digimon partner didn't deserve to be taken from *his* love just because Tai couldn't deal with the chouse that Sora had made.

He had seen Biyomon as she ran crying from them. He had seen the look on Agumon's face. His partner was angry with him. It was something that Tai wasn't used to. But then he guessed he never really thought about digimon falling in love.

He didn't know if it was a normal thing for digimon, or if it was only because the ones he knew well were all partnered. He only new that his digimon, the part of his soul that possessed his courage had gotten with Sora's.

He still didn't know how that was possible. Sora was with Matt, not him, but her digimon was with his not Matt's. It was very confusing. Either he was wrong, and with his bond to Agumon he couldn't believe that, or Sora had come to a compromise within herself.

She loved both he and Matt equally, and so Matt got her and Agumon got Biyomon.

He was convinced he got the short end of that stick. Not that he would wish his best friend unhappiness but damn it, why couldn't *HE* be the one who was happy for once?

And so he had taken this path. He would travel this as far as he could, hoping to forget about what he had left behind. Kari no longer needed him, TK had done a better job then he in the first place.

His mind of coarse went to Sora. He prayed that she would be ok. But a small part of him, a snide little voice whispered a truth that he didn't want to face.

The fact that if she got hurt, she might finally realize just how much she needed him in her life.

Sighing deeply, he shook such thoughts out of his head. The idea of harm coming to Sora was enough to make him ill. He did make himself one promise though.

Not matter what he found, no matter what he did. If Matt let her get hurt, or if he hurt her in any way. He would make the bastard pay, and pay dearly.

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Kari watched with disbelieving eyes, as her brother walked away with not so much as a backwards glance. The fact that he was leaving just didn't want to register. Tai had always been there. He was her landmark. By simply existing he provided a sense of security in whatever world she was living in at the time.

And now he was gone.

The only other time she had ever felt this vulnerable, this alone, was when the dark ocean had reached out for her. Tai's name had been the first one off her lips, a plea for help that came as instinct to her.

She felt the first stinging of unshed tears as two worm arms rapped themselves around her. TK's murmured words were soothing, and she latched on to the only other constat left to her. TK was her guardian angel even more then Gatomon. He had looked over her when she was sick, and had saved her from both Piedmon and the dark ocean when Tai could not.

She turned in his arms, burrowing into his warmth. Her sobbed plea of "Why?" was answered but his simple, "I think you know Kari, I think you know." And indeed she did. But that knowledge didn't make her feel any better, nor did that fact that she knew that TK must have gone through the same pain just a few moments ago.

And that was when something hit her, something that she had been too distracted to take note of earlier.

"Umm, TK. where's Travis?"

"Gone." Was the reply, but it did not come from the boy who was holding her. Spinning once more in his embrace, unwilling to leave the strange security she had found there. Kari came face to face with her other guardian angel.

She then saw Serpentmon's head peek out of the hats that Gatomon held in her paws. The small green snake looked right at TK and something passed between them. Kari felt TK bow his head and his whole body tensed up.

She was drown tighter into his embrace and if he was scared that at any moment she too might leave like her brother. At that was when she realized what that silent exchange mente. Whom ever had taken Lock, had taken Patimon too.

"We have to tell the others." Was all she said as she gabbed his hand and headed off in the direction that they had come. She watched with some amazement and a small bit of revulsion as Serpentmon moved to TK and wound himself around the boys arm.

TK for his part seemed to take it in stride and after taking back his hat from Gatomon and grabbing Travis' as well picked up the pace. They broke through the foliage hand in hand just in time to hear the last bit of arguing from the group seated in the clearing.

There shocked glances turned to Serpentmon who quite calmly stated the answer to there unspoken question. "Sssso now you know. You do not truly know what having blood on your hands really means children of hope and light.

"Pray it stays like that"