Author's Notes: I don't know if anyone even remembers this story...if they do, I apologize deeply for such a LONG wait...after I lost the story in my computer crash..I didn't want to re-write it...so here I am...most likely a year or more later...writing it. If anyone should read it, I hope you'll enjoy it.
The light came spinning back through the darkness, as Hikari opened her eyes. Her eyes adjusted to the harsh light, and she found herself lying on a cold, stone floor. She sat up, and surveyed her surroundings. The room was empty, and brightly lit, by spotlights that hung from the ceiling. Hikari stood up, and looked for a way out.
"Where am I?" She wondered aloud.
A deep chuckle rang out from a doorway to the girl's left. She whirled around, to see the person that harbored the voice.
"Digimon Kaiser!" Hikari exclaimed, when she saw the boy that stood a few feet away.
The Digimon Kaiser advanced on her. "You've awaken, my Angel. I was worried, though you do look beautiful, even when you have fainted."
Hikari gasped, the words of endearment striking memory. "Ken?"
The Digimon Kaiser smiled, and removed his glasses, revealing the icy blue eyes of Ichijouji Ken. "I always knew you were smart, Hikari." He reached out a gloved hand, and pulled Hikari to him.
Hikari struggled to get out the boy's hold, but to no avail. He held her tightly, and had no intentions of letting her out of his grasp. "You're trembling, Angel," The Kaiser whispered. Taking off one glove, he trailed a pale finger down her cheek, almost tenderly. Hikari jerked her face away from his touch.
"Why do you want me here?" Hikari asked, the fear evident in her hushed voice.
"The simple answer, my sweet, is that I want you to be by my side," Ken paused. "But it is more complicated than that." He released Hikari, but shot her a glance, that told her not to run off. "You, are the light, the eternal light that will eventually save us all, and I, the darkness, and soon the ruler of the digital world. I can never entirely prevail if the precious light is still shining brightly, to take full control, the darkness must always win, the only way to do that.." Ken stopped and regarded Hikari, judging her reaction.
She was staring at the floor. "The only way," Ken continued. "Is for the light to diminish entirely."
"T-then, you mean to kill me?" Hikari inquired softly.
"It depends," Ken replied slowly. "The simplest way would be to kill you, but, my dear angel, I have become quite fond of you, perhaps too fond. To kill you, would be to kill a part of me. No, no, Hikari, I shall not kill you."
"Then what will you do?"
"You'll find out, in due time, my sweet." Ken laughed. "Now, I'm sure you're tired, even after that fainting spell. Follow me."
Hikari followed reluctantly, Ken's words swirling around her head. What could he possibly have planned for her? The two entered a long, dark, corridor. Shortly, Ken stopped in front of a door and pushed it open. He gestured for Hikari to enter, and she complied.
"Oh!" Hikari gaped at the room that was presented before her. It was like she was home again. The room looked just like her own, right down to the pink bedspread.
"Like it?" Ken's voice said in her ear, his arms circling her waist. Hikari did not reply. She continued to stare at the room. Her eyes were drawn to something that sat upon the white desk that stood in front of her. She picked up the object, her digital camera. She had wondered where it had gotten to. Now she knew, Ken had taken it.
"A little bit of home," Ken smiled at Hikari, as if to ease her discomfort. It did nothing. Hikari sat on her bed, and glared at Ken. "I'd like to sleep now," She told him, her eyes blank of emotion.
"Very well," Ken complied. He turned and left the room, pausing at the mouth of the door to bid her sweet dreams, with a smirk.
Once alone in the room, Hikari lay down on her bed. A moment passed, the silence hanging heavily over her like a thick fog. It was soon broken by her sobs that burst forth without warning. Her small form shook with rage, and anguish as her tears fell down her cheeks, and onto the white pillowcase that her head lay upon.
"Taichi..Tailmon, Help me," She whispered to the emptiness of her room. "I don't know what to do." She was met with no reply. She knew Tailmon and Taichi did not know where she was, and perhaps they did not even know that she was missing yet. She hoped once they realized, they would come to her aid. If they ever found her, that is, she thought, sadly.
Her tears soon were dry in streaks down her pale cheeks, and Hikari tumbled into a troubled sleep. Although she was not aware, the Digimon Kaiser, who had watched through one of his many surveillance cameras, had observed her breakdown. It hidden in a corner of the girl's bedroom, nearly invisible to the naked eye.
Ken watched intently, his eyes glued to the screen as the girl stopped crying, and finally fell asleep, a troubled look planted on her face. She was beautiful in every possible way. When she was angry with him, her eyes flashing defiantly, and when she cried, tears pouring out like a waterfall, She was beautiful.
"My angel, you'll see soon, you'll see it my way." He reached out a gloved hand and placed it upon the screen, an attempt for a feeling of connecting with the sleeping girl.
"Ken?" A small voice ventured hesitantly.
Ken's head snapped towards the voice, his eyes narrowed in anger. He set his sights upon the small green digimon called Wormmon.
"I told you never to call me that name!" Ken lashed out. He rose from his chair and stalked towards the digimon, who now cowered in fear.
"Master, I'm sorry. Please, don't hurt me," Wormmon said meekly, his big eyes trailing on the floor, afraid to look up.
Ken stopped directly in front of him. To Wormmon's luck, his hand did not brandish a whip, which he usually favored to punish the digimon. The Digimon Kaiser reared back his leg to give the digimon a swift kick to teach him his lesson.
"No!" A voice cried out, and before Ken could react, a shimmering pink light appeared in the doorway of the room. Ken shut his eyes for a moment and opened him. A soft pink light encased Hikari, as she kneeled on the floor, Wormmon in her arms. Ken stared in disbelief. He had thought that Hikari was fast asleep in her room. She shouldn't be here in his surveillance room, let alone protecting his digimon. He set his leg back upon the floor.
"What are you doing here?" He growled, quite unhappy of the intrusion.
"I felt as if I was needed. I was drawn here." Hikari told him. "You can't treat Wormmon like this. He isn't just some piece of data in a computer game, He is a real living creature." Tears shone in her eyes and she hugged the digimon closer. Wormmon felt safe and warm in her arms, two feelings he hadn't felt in a very long time.
"I don't care!" Ken shouted at her. "Get out of here!"
Hikari was not fazed by his outburst. She knew how angry he was, for not only did he shout, but also he did not use any of his pet names for her. "Ken, please listen to me."
She set Wormmon on the ground, and he scuttled off into a corner. Hikari stood up and closed the distance between her and Ken.
"I can help you," She said softly, reaching out her hand to place his chest. Ken did not move to stop her, but stood mesmerized by her light. Once her hand touched his chest, he felt a surge go through him, and his eyes shut involuntarily.
"Listen to me, Ken." Hikari's voice sounded all around him, like a whisper on the wind. "You can start over, it is never too late to make a change."
"I-," Ken struggled to keep control of himself, to fight off the light the girl was emitting into his very soul. "Hikari…GET OUT!"
The last words were screamed, as Ken violently pushed the girl away, and she fell to the floor. He grabbed his head as if he were in pain, and fought for control of his mind.
Hikari lay on the cold floor, nearly unconscious. Her only hope to help Ken had failed. It had taken so much energy out of her, and it was difficult to stay conscious.
Ken glared down at her. The girl had tried to win him over, to change him. This would not go overlooked.
"I hope you know what you've done, Hikari." He spoke, his voice eerily calm and quiet. "Don't expect to see your precious brother alive again."
"No," She choked out, before giving into the darkness that spun her into unconsciousness. Ken laughed as the girl once again passed out. In a sudden fit of rage, he kicked her none too softly in the stomach, sending her rolling over to the wall near the door. Small sniffles came from the corner near Hikari. Worrmon was crying, and trying his best to keep them quiet.
"Wormmon!" He barked. "Stop your sniveling, and send out an invitation to the chosen children. I want them here for Hikari to witness their deaths,"
"M-master?" The small digimon was afraid of what he had heard.
"You heard me, now do it!" Ken issued his order, and stooped down to pick up Hikari. He left the room, and walked slowly down the vast corridor to her room. Once inside her replica room, he lay her down on the bed and gazed down at her. When she awoke, she would probably feel some pain in her stomach from the kick he gave her. A deep feeling of guilt washed over him, for hurting his angel. He roughly shook his head to clear it of the guilty feelings. He shouldn't feel guilt. He was the digimon Kaiser, ruler of the digital world! He did not feel guilty for his actions. But he did.
"I'm sorry," He told her softly, and brushed a piece of hair off her face, and then exited the room, returning to check upon Wormmon's task.
Author's Notes: Well, there's another part of the story. I hope it was okay. Let me know what you think.