Disclaimer: The first part of this was written by Phoenix (Flame of) but sadly she's very ill and can't carry on with this story. So I've taken it over. I know I said this part would be about TK and I got loads of really positive reviews saying don't worry, we don't really like him either, I'm going to be really mean and not have TK in this chapter. That's right, there is no TK in this part, but he is 100% for sure in part 6. I don't own Digimon, if I did things would be a LOT different. I have deiced on pairings! I just saw for the very first time the first few eps of Season 2, and I can see why people don't like Davis, he can be annoying. Even so, he's still by far my fav character, with Tai a close second! Please read and review!
Such a Perfect World?
Part 5:- Clipped Wings?
Written by Sethoz.
'In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.'
- Martin Luther King Jr. (1929 - 1968)
Davis woke with a start. He pulled himself painfully to his feet and glanced around. He had fallen asleep next to a river, which seemed subdued, almost sad as it trickled it's way down, past Davis and the still sleeping Veemon.
"Veemon... hey buddy, wake up." Davis said, shaking Veemon. His blue Digimon turned away from Davis.
"Just a few more minutes Davish." He muttered, still asleep. Davis gave a sad smile and stood up, letting Veemon sleep for the time being. He took a few halting steps towards the river and slowly placed his hand in the clear water. For a few seconds he simply let the water run over his hand, marveling at the way the light danced with the water. Then he began to slowly clean himself, washing away all the dirt that was coating his cut, already closing and healing but only physically, mentally they were still as fresh and painful as the second there were cut. He cupped his hands and collected a handful of the fresh water. He brought his hands up to his mouth but by the time his injured head and met his bruised hands the water had all trickled away. He tried to place his head by the river so he could lick at it, but a burning pain in his chest prevented him. Davis sat back on his heels, hot salty tears burning at his eyelids. From his left a blue hand dipped into the water and brought it to Davis' head. He drank gratefully, the water soothing his throat and chest.
"Thanks Veemon."
"No problem Davish." Veemon said, his voice quiet. He didn't fully understand what had happened with the others, but from what he had heard it had been bad. Veemon moved slowly from next to Davis to sitting on his lap. Davis looked down, his eyes still filled with tears to be faced with a pouting Veemon, arms outstretched, begging for a hug. Davis held out his hands and tightly hugged Veemon, rocking back and forth as he did so.
"Why were the other's so nasty?" Veemon asked, his face buried in Davis's top.
"I don't know buddy." Davis picked up Veemon and followed the river along his path, giving Veemon a little cuddle every now and then- though whether it was for Veemon's or Davis' benefit was impossible to tell. Davis reached a cliff and watched the river change into a waterfall.
"I wish we could just change and get away from it all like that, Veemon." Davis whispered, more to himself than to Veemon. He turned away from the waterfall and walked along the top of the cliff. As they walked along Davis couldn't shake off a nagging feeling that he had seen this cliff face before.
"Davish... isn't this where..." Veemon began slowly. He didn't need to finish his sentence however, as Davis saw what Veemon had been looking at.
"I don't believe it." Davis said, staring across the cliff at the other side where four rings were still in position, marking the area where Davis had first talked to the Digimon Emperor.
"This is where we first met Ken." Davis said, his first real smile in a long time creeping onto his face. He moved forward and peered carefully over the edge.
"Look, that's where Ken had you chained up." Davis said. Veemon however was more interested in the ground on the other side of the cliff.
"Davish." whispered Veemon, pointing across the gorge. "Isn't that Ken?" Davis' eyes tracked across the gorge. There, standing the same place as the first time he had talked to him was Ken. His eye were closed and it was clear he was reliving something from the past- most likely the incident that had taken place here. Davis pulled out his Digivice and looked at Veemon.
"We need to talk to Ken. We need to at least try and by the time we've climbed down and back up he'll be long gone. So let's Digivole!" He cried, careful to keep his voice low so Ken would not be alerted to there presence. Veemon nodded.
"Veemon Digivole to... Ex-Veemon!" Veemon cried. Davis jumped onto the back of Ex-Veemon, hissing in pain.
"Are you all right Davis?" Ex-Veemon asked. Davis gave a short nod and Ex-Veemon took a running jump, throwing himself into the air. He beat his powerful wings and headed right for Ken. Ken's eyes snapped open as Ex-Veemon landed right in front of him.
"Hey, Ken!" Called Davis, his tone light and cheerful. Ken looked at him, uncertain of Davis' motives. Hiding behind Ken's legs but ready to leap into action if the need arose was Wormon.
"Davis. Have you come to tell me I have been a bad boy after all?"
"Oh come on Ken, I would have hoped you would know me better that that." Davis said, keeping his tone light, a broad smile on his face. "You're not a bad person, not where it counts." He reached forward and tapped his finger over Ken's heart. "I know you're a good guy at heart."
"Then you know more than me." Ken said, turning away. He didn't like to admit it but it felt nice to have someone talk to him like a human being. A part of him wanted to be friends with Davis but the larger part of him was scared. He didn't deserve to be friends with Davis and anyway, the other's would never except him. Davis sighed and removed his hand from Ken's chest. He turned back to Ex-Veemon, moving more fast than he should have. With a half scream he fell on his injured leg, hissing as some of his cuts re-opened. Ken turned back at the sound of Davis scream and really looked at Davis' face.
"My God." he gasped, bending down to Davis. "What happened?" His fingers traced a large black eye and bruises which danced over Davis' face. Davis put his hand to his lips and looked at them. There was a coppery taste in his mouth which only confirmed what his eyes saw. His lip was bleeding.
"I got attacked by a Digimon." Davis said, trying to just laugh it off.
"Are you ok?" Ken asked, real concern in his voice. Davis looked at him, trying to be strong. The sight of Ken however, who really seemed to care about the answer Davis was about to give was just to much for him. He broke down in tears, pouring out the whole sorry tale to Ken. About the Digimon who had attacked him, about how he hadn't had time to call for help, about how when he had found the other's they had been saying all sorts of things about him, about how they wished he had never been born. Ken stayed quiet through the whole story, he was speechless.
"I've got to go." Davis said with a shaky smile.
"Don't you think you should see a doctor?" Ken asked with worry. Davis shook his head and painfully climbed onto Ex-Veemon who beat his wings and began to raise from the ground.
"Think about what I said Ken- you are a good guy." With that Davis was gone, leaving Ken standing there.
"Ken, don't you think we should have make Davis see someone?" Wormon asked. He knew that his partner liked Davis and in his heart wanted to be friends.
"I don't know... I think we should go to the real world and find the other kids who are the digidestined and tell them. Davis looked really injured and I don't think he'll want us to tell the others." Ken and Wormon turned away from the cliff face and headed for the closest TV port.
~@~
Davis slumped in the shade of a large tree, panting hard. He wiped his forehead with his hand then wiped his hand on a dark rock near him.
"Hey!" Yelled the rock. "Watch who you're hitting, I was trying to get some sleep here!" the dark shape which Davis had thought was a rock uncurled itself and he saw it was a bat like creature. The small Digimon looked at Davis, and froze, his eyes wide with terror.
"What's the matter?" Davis asked softly, trying to put the scared Digimon at ease.
"A-Are you a Digidestined?" It stuttered. When Davis nodded, it's eyes got even more wide. It began to back away from Davis, it's eyes fixed on him.
"Wait! Why are you scared of me?" Davis asked. The Digimon looked this way and that as if it was searching for an escape route. When nothing came to the tiny Digimon it gave a sigh and spoke.
"A long time ago... a very long time ago I was friends with a Digidestined. I had come across him in a lonely fairground where I lived at the time. He had no one but his partner and I had no one so we soon became friends. He told me he was waiting for his big brother who was coming back for him soon. I didn't know if I believed that and the poor guy seemed so upset that I tried everything I could think of to cheer him up. But... his Digimon was jealous. He attacked me, claiming I was working for evil. Luckily his human friend stopped him. However, not long afterwards that little Digimon Digivolued and he... he deleted me."
"Who was it?" Davis asked in horror. The bat looked at him with big wide eyes.
"The human was called TK... he told everyone that I was evil... that was the last thing I heard, my so called friend protecting his piggish Digimon."
"What's your name?"
"DemiDevimon." The Digimon shyly said, his wings fluttering in the breeze. Davis gave him a warm smile.
"I'm Davis." He said, holding out his hand. DemiDevimom reached out a claw and shook him by the hand. Davis let out a small yap of pain. The other Digimon looked at him.
"You're hurt!" it cried. DemiDevimon hopped forward and peered at Davis' wounds. "I'll go see what I can find! That is... if you want me too."
"That would be really nice of you DemiDevimon. Thank you." Davis said. The bat Digimon broke into a grin then flew off. Veemon crawled onto Davis' lap.
"Davish..."
"I know buddy, I know."
~@~
A lizard like Digimon struggled vainly in the grasp of two Ex-mon. She knew that there was a very good chance that she would be deleted in the next few minutes. But what really scared her were the Ex-mon, Digimon who should have been reformatted but were not. The two Ex-mon pushed open the doors to the throne room and threw her inside. She landed on her knees, in front of the golden throne.
//Ah... Missmon isn't it?\\ hissed a voice in her head. She stared into the shadows, looking for the owner of the voice. But there was no-one.
"What do you want?" She asked. The thing began to laugh, a choking, wheezy laugh that would have made her hair stand on end- if only she had hair.
//I want Mornamon dead and the boy of Miracles here... and you are going to help me.\\
"Never! Mornamon is my friend, I will NEVER help you." To Missmon's horror the thing began to laugh again.
//You won't have a choice.\\ It wheezed. Missmon began to scream as a dark light hit her, tearing away strips of her body. She could see her data floating towards the throne. Her eyes became cloudy and the image began to darken. As her body was deleted her last thought was the hope that Mornamon would save her from the living dead, from becoming an Ex-mon.
~@~
//How is the plan going?\\ the shadow hissed. DemiDevimon looked away.
"Very well my lord, I will not fail you."
//You had better not. I saved you from oblivion for I believed you had potential. Don't disappoint me.\\ DemiDevimon nodded, bowed then flew out of the window as fast as he could, heading back to where he had left Davis and Veemon.
TBC...
And there you have it, part 5! Please check back soon for the next part and don't forget to leave a review!
I would just like to point out that Ken will be in other parts, but will not be a main character, as I want to focus on Davis, Kari, TK, Cody and Yolie.
Coming soon... Part 6: Zanthmon's Song.
Sethoz-Chan.
Such a Perfect World?
Part 5:- Clipped Wings?
Written by Sethoz.
'In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.'
- Martin Luther King Jr. (1929 - 1968)
Davis woke with a start. He pulled himself painfully to his feet and glanced around. He had fallen asleep next to a river, which seemed subdued, almost sad as it trickled it's way down, past Davis and the still sleeping Veemon.
"Veemon... hey buddy, wake up." Davis said, shaking Veemon. His blue Digimon turned away from Davis.
"Just a few more minutes Davish." He muttered, still asleep. Davis gave a sad smile and stood up, letting Veemon sleep for the time being. He took a few halting steps towards the river and slowly placed his hand in the clear water. For a few seconds he simply let the water run over his hand, marveling at the way the light danced with the water. Then he began to slowly clean himself, washing away all the dirt that was coating his cut, already closing and healing but only physically, mentally they were still as fresh and painful as the second there were cut. He cupped his hands and collected a handful of the fresh water. He brought his hands up to his mouth but by the time his injured head and met his bruised hands the water had all trickled away. He tried to place his head by the river so he could lick at it, but a burning pain in his chest prevented him. Davis sat back on his heels, hot salty tears burning at his eyelids. From his left a blue hand dipped into the water and brought it to Davis' head. He drank gratefully, the water soothing his throat and chest.
"Thanks Veemon."
"No problem Davish." Veemon said, his voice quiet. He didn't fully understand what had happened with the others, but from what he had heard it had been bad. Veemon moved slowly from next to Davis to sitting on his lap. Davis looked down, his eyes still filled with tears to be faced with a pouting Veemon, arms outstretched, begging for a hug. Davis held out his hands and tightly hugged Veemon, rocking back and forth as he did so.
"Why were the other's so nasty?" Veemon asked, his face buried in Davis's top.
"I don't know buddy." Davis picked up Veemon and followed the river along his path, giving Veemon a little cuddle every now and then- though whether it was for Veemon's or Davis' benefit was impossible to tell. Davis reached a cliff and watched the river change into a waterfall.
"I wish we could just change and get away from it all like that, Veemon." Davis whispered, more to himself than to Veemon. He turned away from the waterfall and walked along the top of the cliff. As they walked along Davis couldn't shake off a nagging feeling that he had seen this cliff face before.
"Davish... isn't this where..." Veemon began slowly. He didn't need to finish his sentence however, as Davis saw what Veemon had been looking at.
"I don't believe it." Davis said, staring across the cliff at the other side where four rings were still in position, marking the area where Davis had first talked to the Digimon Emperor.
"This is where we first met Ken." Davis said, his first real smile in a long time creeping onto his face. He moved forward and peered carefully over the edge.
"Look, that's where Ken had you chained up." Davis said. Veemon however was more interested in the ground on the other side of the cliff.
"Davish." whispered Veemon, pointing across the gorge. "Isn't that Ken?" Davis' eyes tracked across the gorge. There, standing the same place as the first time he had talked to him was Ken. His eye were closed and it was clear he was reliving something from the past- most likely the incident that had taken place here. Davis pulled out his Digivice and looked at Veemon.
"We need to talk to Ken. We need to at least try and by the time we've climbed down and back up he'll be long gone. So let's Digivole!" He cried, careful to keep his voice low so Ken would not be alerted to there presence. Veemon nodded.
"Veemon Digivole to... Ex-Veemon!" Veemon cried. Davis jumped onto the back of Ex-Veemon, hissing in pain.
"Are you all right Davis?" Ex-Veemon asked. Davis gave a short nod and Ex-Veemon took a running jump, throwing himself into the air. He beat his powerful wings and headed right for Ken. Ken's eyes snapped open as Ex-Veemon landed right in front of him.
"Hey, Ken!" Called Davis, his tone light and cheerful. Ken looked at him, uncertain of Davis' motives. Hiding behind Ken's legs but ready to leap into action if the need arose was Wormon.
"Davis. Have you come to tell me I have been a bad boy after all?"
"Oh come on Ken, I would have hoped you would know me better that that." Davis said, keeping his tone light, a broad smile on his face. "You're not a bad person, not where it counts." He reached forward and tapped his finger over Ken's heart. "I know you're a good guy at heart."
"Then you know more than me." Ken said, turning away. He didn't like to admit it but it felt nice to have someone talk to him like a human being. A part of him wanted to be friends with Davis but the larger part of him was scared. He didn't deserve to be friends with Davis and anyway, the other's would never except him. Davis sighed and removed his hand from Ken's chest. He turned back to Ex-Veemon, moving more fast than he should have. With a half scream he fell on his injured leg, hissing as some of his cuts re-opened. Ken turned back at the sound of Davis scream and really looked at Davis' face.
"My God." he gasped, bending down to Davis. "What happened?" His fingers traced a large black eye and bruises which danced over Davis' face. Davis put his hand to his lips and looked at them. There was a coppery taste in his mouth which only confirmed what his eyes saw. His lip was bleeding.
"I got attacked by a Digimon." Davis said, trying to just laugh it off.
"Are you ok?" Ken asked, real concern in his voice. Davis looked at him, trying to be strong. The sight of Ken however, who really seemed to care about the answer Davis was about to give was just to much for him. He broke down in tears, pouring out the whole sorry tale to Ken. About the Digimon who had attacked him, about how he hadn't had time to call for help, about how when he had found the other's they had been saying all sorts of things about him, about how they wished he had never been born. Ken stayed quiet through the whole story, he was speechless.
"I've got to go." Davis said with a shaky smile.
"Don't you think you should see a doctor?" Ken asked with worry. Davis shook his head and painfully climbed onto Ex-Veemon who beat his wings and began to raise from the ground.
"Think about what I said Ken- you are a good guy." With that Davis was gone, leaving Ken standing there.
"Ken, don't you think we should have make Davis see someone?" Wormon asked. He knew that his partner liked Davis and in his heart wanted to be friends.
"I don't know... I think we should go to the real world and find the other kids who are the digidestined and tell them. Davis looked really injured and I don't think he'll want us to tell the others." Ken and Wormon turned away from the cliff face and headed for the closest TV port.
~@~
Davis slumped in the shade of a large tree, panting hard. He wiped his forehead with his hand then wiped his hand on a dark rock near him.
"Hey!" Yelled the rock. "Watch who you're hitting, I was trying to get some sleep here!" the dark shape which Davis had thought was a rock uncurled itself and he saw it was a bat like creature. The small Digimon looked at Davis, and froze, his eyes wide with terror.
"What's the matter?" Davis asked softly, trying to put the scared Digimon at ease.
"A-Are you a Digidestined?" It stuttered. When Davis nodded, it's eyes got even more wide. It began to back away from Davis, it's eyes fixed on him.
"Wait! Why are you scared of me?" Davis asked. The Digimon looked this way and that as if it was searching for an escape route. When nothing came to the tiny Digimon it gave a sigh and spoke.
"A long time ago... a very long time ago I was friends with a Digidestined. I had come across him in a lonely fairground where I lived at the time. He had no one but his partner and I had no one so we soon became friends. He told me he was waiting for his big brother who was coming back for him soon. I didn't know if I believed that and the poor guy seemed so upset that I tried everything I could think of to cheer him up. But... his Digimon was jealous. He attacked me, claiming I was working for evil. Luckily his human friend stopped him. However, not long afterwards that little Digimon Digivolued and he... he deleted me."
"Who was it?" Davis asked in horror. The bat looked at him with big wide eyes.
"The human was called TK... he told everyone that I was evil... that was the last thing I heard, my so called friend protecting his piggish Digimon."
"What's your name?"
"DemiDevimon." The Digimon shyly said, his wings fluttering in the breeze. Davis gave him a warm smile.
"I'm Davis." He said, holding out his hand. DemiDevimom reached out a claw and shook him by the hand. Davis let out a small yap of pain. The other Digimon looked at him.
"You're hurt!" it cried. DemiDevimon hopped forward and peered at Davis' wounds. "I'll go see what I can find! That is... if you want me too."
"That would be really nice of you DemiDevimon. Thank you." Davis said. The bat Digimon broke into a grin then flew off. Veemon crawled onto Davis' lap.
"Davish..."
"I know buddy, I know."
~@~
A lizard like Digimon struggled vainly in the grasp of two Ex-mon. She knew that there was a very good chance that she would be deleted in the next few minutes. But what really scared her were the Ex-mon, Digimon who should have been reformatted but were not. The two Ex-mon pushed open the doors to the throne room and threw her inside. She landed on her knees, in front of the golden throne.
//Ah... Missmon isn't it?\\ hissed a voice in her head. She stared into the shadows, looking for the owner of the voice. But there was no-one.
"What do you want?" She asked. The thing began to laugh, a choking, wheezy laugh that would have made her hair stand on end- if only she had hair.
//I want Mornamon dead and the boy of Miracles here... and you are going to help me.\\
"Never! Mornamon is my friend, I will NEVER help you." To Missmon's horror the thing began to laugh again.
//You won't have a choice.\\ It wheezed. Missmon began to scream as a dark light hit her, tearing away strips of her body. She could see her data floating towards the throne. Her eyes became cloudy and the image began to darken. As her body was deleted her last thought was the hope that Mornamon would save her from the living dead, from becoming an Ex-mon.
~@~
//How is the plan going?\\ the shadow hissed. DemiDevimon looked away.
"Very well my lord, I will not fail you."
//You had better not. I saved you from oblivion for I believed you had potential. Don't disappoint me.\\ DemiDevimon nodded, bowed then flew out of the window as fast as he could, heading back to where he had left Davis and Veemon.
TBC...
And there you have it, part 5! Please check back soon for the next part and don't forget to leave a review!
I would just like to point out that Ken will be in other parts, but will not be a main character, as I want to focus on Davis, Kari, TK, Cody and Yolie.
Coming soon... Part 6: Zanthmon's Song.
Sethoz-Chan.