Hidden Pasts X

The Fall

Disclaimer: Digimon is not mine! It belong to someone else. Someone rich and important! That is all!

T.k. blinked twice as the world suddenly came in view. The blue sky loomed directly above him. 'Peace', he thought silently , as all thoughts were. Death equals peace. Things soon became clearer, slowly however, and the clearer they became the more wrong he realized he was. T.k. suddenly felt a sharp jab in his side. Moaning weakly, he realized he wasn't dead. The jabbing , T.k. now realized was kicking, persisted.

"Get up, lazy idiot," he heard a voice yell. "Look where you got us now".
'Judah', everything suddenly came back to him in a rush, causing him to wince. T.k. struggled to his feet unsteadily when it suddenly occurred to him to check his surroundings. Judah and him were on a small ledge that jutted out from the cliff . Looking up he realized they hadn't fell that far. The distance to the surface was about 7 times the size of him.

"Could have been worse", he whispered to himself.

"Yeah", Judah smiled, "I could of pushed you!"

Patiently T.k. looked up to where they had fallen. The climb seemed impossible, there were no footholds nor rocks jutting forwards.

"You know", Judah said cruelly in reference to the ledge. The same ledge which contained just enough room for both of them to stand on, and maybe one person more.

"If it wasn't for the fact you serve a better purpose alive, you wouldn't be".

T.k. repressed a shiver. It was people like that he tried to avoid.

T.k. stayed as far away from Judah as possible, he needed no reminder that Judah was the same one with the knife earlier.

"They'll be here soon enough", Judah continued. "To save me!"

The fall wasn't completely uneventful, it caused T.k. to remember something important. T.k. closed his eyes for a moment, the thoughts immediately began to flood his mind . Screaming , running, crying, and fear, such came back to him in flashes. He remembered someone with the same eyes as him only the eyes were more cold. He also remembered a pair of cinnamon brown eyes, beautiful cinnamon brown eyes.

By the time he finished remising it was dusk. Judah had stopped pacing hours ago, he now was sitting down playing with his knife.

It was kind of awkward, Judah wasn't really a quiet person. Actually it was quite unnerving.

" There coming", he would scoff every now and then. But each time the force behind it would get weaker. By late nightfall the fear was evident in Judah's eyes.

"Maybe they're taking so long because you're here", Judah grumbled.

The hours rolled on and each boy was tempted to sleep till they realized if they slept they would not be able to hear anyone came that way. Judah obviously was not ready to work as a team.

After this, time simply passed.

Then it seemed like morning.

"And then they fell down there", T.k. heard Benjamin shout.

Judah heard it too because he made immediate eye contact with T.k. then began to yell.

"Down here! Were- I'm down here".

"Judah", T.k. heard Judah's frightened mother's voice trickledown the cliff. Relief washed over him, soon he would be able to move around, able to do something without Judah's presence. A rope was thrown down, which Judah grabbed it first. The people above them slowly pulled him up.

T.k. had to wait another five minutes before the rope was thrown down to him. He grabbed the rope and slowly was pulled up as well.

When T.k. reached the surface the first thing he noticed beside the solid ground was the villagers angry stares.

" He told us what you did", their mother practically screamed.

It took T.k. two tries before his voice came out of his mouth.

"What did I do this time," he dared to ask.

"Don't play innocent with me!"

T.k. heard Judah's voice among the crowd.

"The idiot pushed me off the cliff," Judah pointed to where they previously were. "And then I grabbed him at the last moment and he fell with me," Judah smiled proudly.

"But then", he said suddenly, " I knew he was trying to kill me".

T.k. rolled his eyes. He knew somehow Judah was going to blame this all on him and the worse part was, Judah mother believed Judah.

"You are never", She pointed at him accusingly," living with us again". She took a deep breath and continued angrily, "Trying to kill my son is not one of the values we accept".

"But he-"

"I don't care", she continued screaming. T.k. was not surprised when he was cut off. It wasn't like he was allowed to speak in his defense before.

"Is this how you repay me? I took you in, fed you, gave you shelter? You can walk to the house yourself! Tomorrow morning I am taking you to the orphanage where you belonged in the first place".

She stalked angrily away, the rest of the people with her. Judah lingered a bit, then showed T.k. his knife.

"Watch your back", he whispered. "If you died…no one would miss you!" Saying this, Judah walked quickly to catch up with the rest of the people. Upon meeting them he began to retell the exaggerated story. T.k. heard the haughtiness in Judah's voice fade in the distance.

T.k. made sure it took all day to reach the house he soon had to leave.