The Saga of Good: Chapter 1
A/N: Lets have a moment of silence for the troops in the Middle East, as an American, I respect their work.
On a lighter note, today is my birthday! I'm so happy! *Dances around* I'm going to relatives, but I decided to post this chapter before I go. Please review.
~*~
Disclaimer: Since it's my birthday, I own Digimon for one day! *Sees the menacing lawyers charging at her with legal papers* or not...
heath 999: *dancing around*
Ken: She gets scary when she gets like this.
Wormmon: Maybe we should leave...
heath 999: *still dancing* It's my birthday! I'm so happy!
Ken: How old are you?
heath 999: *tells them* (What? You think I would tell you all my age? Please!)
Ken: *eyes wide* Whoa! You're old!
heath 999: *smacks him* Not much older than you, and remember, someday soon you'll be my age.
Ken: *shudders* I hope not.
heath 999: *rolls eyes* You'd be surprised, please review.
~*~
The sickening jolt as the car impacts on Sam, with me watching helplessly as he falls to the ground, already dead.
Me cackling insanely as I dip my digivice into the dark waters.
The sound of flesh tearing, the screams of innocent digimon that have died or been wounded in my hands screaming, begging for mercy, and me enjoying every second of it as I prepare another blow.
Me battling the digidestined, laughing at their misfortunes, and kicking Wormmon when I lose.
Me revealing my identity to the digidestined, savoring the shocked looks on their faces.
Me yanking on the bars on the roof of my family's apartment building, saying that I'll rule all the insects that are humans in the world.
Me leaving, going to a life where I torture innocent creatures for my own sadistic pleasure.
Then...
My base crashing, sending a ton of dust in its wake as it hits the ground.
Wormmon sacrificing himself, giving his energy to Magnamon, hoping to not only save the digital world, but the last shred of humanity I have left.
The digidestined telling me that it isn't a game, it's for real.
Me throwing my costume away, wailing uncontrollably as I realize the full extent of what I did sinks in.
Getting a crest that I still think I don't deserve...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
Me sobbing as I walk away, feeling the sobs shake my body like a leaf in the wind.
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The digimon attacking me...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The screams...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The cries for mercy...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The death...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
And, above it all, me as the Digimon Emperor laughing cruelly, enjoying it all.
~*~
I jolt awake, my breathing fast and ragged from the all-too-vivid dream.
I try not to scream to not wake my parents, they're already worried about me, and they don't even know what I did for those two months.
I don't want to upset them more.
I glance wildly around, calming myself at the familiar scenery.
"Ken? Are you okay?" Minomon asks, concern clearly filling his voice.
"Why?" I whisper hoarsely, raggedly, emotionally drained from the same nightmare that comes every night.
"What do you mean?"
I wrap my arms around my knees, starting to unconsciously rock back and forth in shock.
"Why does my past haunt me so? Why did I do so many things that I regret? Why did you die? Why did you come back?"
I pause, taking deep breaths to stop the pain in my chest.
"I destroy everything I love, I wish everyone to disappear, and they do. And they never come back, why do I do that?"
"Why do you forgive me? I can't even forgive myself."
"Why?"
I whisper the last word so softly, I don't even know if Minomon even heard it.
"I've done everything to correct my mistakes, but it still comes back in my dreams, my memories. You're the only one to forgive me, and you'll be the only one." I feel hot tears streaming down my face, onto soaked my shirt that clings to my body despite the chill in the air.
I feel Minomon gently patting my arm; "they'll forgive you in time."
I shiver, and curl up under the blankets. "How do I expect them to forgive me, I can't even forgive myself." I whisper, and soon fall back into the same nightmare that haunts me each night.
~*~
I walk slowly back home from school.
I can't concentrate.
All I see myself as the Digimon Emperor, having the same memories resurface as me beating living creatures for fun.
And then there's my crest.
Kindness.
I snort, whoever thought I deserved that is a moron.
I sigh heavily a minute later, why do I always go back to thinking like I did when I was the Emperor? I have tried so many times to change, but there seems to be this evil calling that draws me back to who I was.
Can't I just be left alone?
Fate seems to dictate otherwise.
~*~
"So, how was soccer?" Mama asks me as we all sit down for dinner.
"It was great," I say with a forced smile, not telling her that I was so distracted and did so badly that the coach is thinking about pulling me out for a few games.
I don't want to upset and worry them more than they already are.
"That's wonderful! Would you like some more rice?" She asks, offering me the serving bowl.
"You know, rice is supposed to be brain food," Dad comments, smiling encouragingly.
Smiling, I take the rice, even though I usually don't take this much; I want to make them happy.
So, this is what a real family is like.
~*~
I lean against the chair.
Who knew generosity could make you this sick.
But, seeing how happy they were was worth it, and anyway, the stomachache will go away, the warm feeling, (hopefully) won't.
"Are you okay Ken?" Minomon's concerned voice interrupts my thoughts.
"Yeah, but I shouldn't ate that last serving of rice, but seeing the happy looks on my parents faces was worth it." I say, smiling at the way the dinner went.
"Boy, I hope that you won't eat that much at each meal, you wouldn't fit into a door." Minomon says jokingly. "Of course, you can always do jumping jacks," he says, starting to do little flips on my bed as I laugh watching him.
Strange, less than a week ago, I'd beat him senseless for talking to me like that.
It's amazing how things change.
I yawn and stretch, tiredness overwhelming me as I climb into my raised bunk, dreading the nightmares of my past that come every night.
Maybe I should stop sleeping.
~*~
A greenish glow wakes me up from yet another nightmare-filled night.
I slowly sit up, and gasp in shock at the sight.
There's a tall woman, with white hair and a red dress and hat standing in front of my computer, holding the desk chair.
Who is she?
And how did she get here?
"Who are you?!" I demand.
She turns to me, her face covered, but I can still see a hint of a smirk as I spot Minomon getting protectively in front of me.
"You're going to regret ever backstabbing us, Emperor." She hisses venomously.
Surprised, I just stare at her.
How does she know about my past?
"Who are you?!" I demand once again.
"Sweet dreams," she says, and then cackles.
Shocked, I watch her go into my computer, opening the digiport on her own.
How did she do that? And who is she?
"Who was that, Ken?" Minomon asks sleepily, but curiosity brimming in his voice.
"I don't know," I whisper in shock, head spinning about the whole incident. "I just hope we never see her again."
Maybe this is all a dream.
Better than dreaming about me being the Digimon Emperor.
~*~
I walk slowly through the digital world, searching for more control spires that need to be destroyed.
I spotted the digidestined, and the T.K. and Kari were saying that they are having problems digivolving as I spied on them.
I know that there's a control spire close by, but it's supposed to be deactivated.
Why is it working?
I walk to the hillside, Wormmon in my arms as we approach the control spire.
"Ken! Watch out! It's the lady from last night!" Wormmon shouts a frantic warning, and I look up just in time and stop before she sees me.
I watch, fascinated, as she pulls out a strand of her white hair, and places it into my creation.
What is she doing?
Then, surprised and horrified, I see the control spire transform into Thundermon, and she gives it an order, and I see it fly away.
Towards Primary Village.
I have to stop it.
I hide in some nearby bushes until the woman leaves, and then Wormmon asks me what happened.
"I don't know, I just don't know. But whatever it was, a digimon is going to attack Primary Village, and the digidestined don't even know that it's not real. We have to stop it." I say, gently setting Wormmon to the ground so he can digivolve.
He quickly digivolves into Stingmon, and scoops me up in his arms as he flies rapidly to the location.
"Stay here," he says, gently depositing me on one of the roofs of Primary Village.
"Be careful," I say, concern clear in my voice as I go to watch.
I gasp in horror as I see Cody falling in the air, then in relief as Stingmon catches him. Thank goodness.
I see surprise etched in his face as my partner gently holds him, looking down to probably see if he's okay.
Right before Thundermon attacks.
My partner, thinking fast, gives Cody to Ankylomon, the champion form of Armadillomon, probably his partner digivolved.
He dodges the attack, and I admire his speed and agility as he shouts: "Spiking Strike!" And in that blow, the Thundermon disintegrates in a million bits of data.
I look at the others shocked looks on their faces, before they turn and see me.
Their jaws drop open, and they stare with open shock as Stingmon flies back to me.
Without leaving my eyes from my former adversaries, I hold my arm out, and my partner dedigivolves back to Wormmon, nuzzling my chest as I stare at the digidestined.
Wormmon turns to look at them, and as I see Davis approaching the building where I stand, I jump off the other side, heading for the digiport.
"I'm sorry I didn't get the lady, Ken." Wormmon says apologetically to me.
I smile, "you tried your best, that's good enough for me."
It's strange the way I think now; I used to be ticked off if he failed.
Now...
Now, I understand people/digimon make mistakes.
It's strange,
but it's better this way.
Anyway...
The digidestined now know that I'm on their side.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: Not all chapters are going to cover every episode, but there were things in "If I Had a Tail Hammer" that needed to be covered. Please review.
A/N: Lets have a moment of silence for the troops in the Middle East, as an American, I respect their work.
On a lighter note, today is my birthday! I'm so happy! *Dances around* I'm going to relatives, but I decided to post this chapter before I go. Please review.
~*~
Disclaimer: Since it's my birthday, I own Digimon for one day! *Sees the menacing lawyers charging at her with legal papers* or not...
heath 999: *dancing around*
Ken: She gets scary when she gets like this.
Wormmon: Maybe we should leave...
heath 999: *still dancing* It's my birthday! I'm so happy!
Ken: How old are you?
heath 999: *tells them* (What? You think I would tell you all my age? Please!)
Ken: *eyes wide* Whoa! You're old!
heath 999: *smacks him* Not much older than you, and remember, someday soon you'll be my age.
Ken: *shudders* I hope not.
heath 999: *rolls eyes* You'd be surprised, please review.
~*~
The sickening jolt as the car impacts on Sam, with me watching helplessly as he falls to the ground, already dead.
Me cackling insanely as I dip my digivice into the dark waters.
The sound of flesh tearing, the screams of innocent digimon that have died or been wounded in my hands screaming, begging for mercy, and me enjoying every second of it as I prepare another blow.
Me battling the digidestined, laughing at their misfortunes, and kicking Wormmon when I lose.
Me revealing my identity to the digidestined, savoring the shocked looks on their faces.
Me yanking on the bars on the roof of my family's apartment building, saying that I'll rule all the insects that are humans in the world.
Me leaving, going to a life where I torture innocent creatures for my own sadistic pleasure.
Then...
My base crashing, sending a ton of dust in its wake as it hits the ground.
Wormmon sacrificing himself, giving his energy to Magnamon, hoping to not only save the digital world, but the last shred of humanity I have left.
The digidestined telling me that it isn't a game, it's for real.
Me throwing my costume away, wailing uncontrollably as I realize the full extent of what I did sinks in.
Getting a crest that I still think I don't deserve...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
Me sobbing as I walk away, feeling the sobs shake my body like a leaf in the wind.
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The digimon attacking me...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The screams...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The cries for mercy...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
The death...
Wormmon dying in my arms...
And, above it all, me as the Digimon Emperor laughing cruelly, enjoying it all.
~*~
I jolt awake, my breathing fast and ragged from the all-too-vivid dream.
I try not to scream to not wake my parents, they're already worried about me, and they don't even know what I did for those two months.
I don't want to upset them more.
I glance wildly around, calming myself at the familiar scenery.
"Ken? Are you okay?" Minomon asks, concern clearly filling his voice.
"Why?" I whisper hoarsely, raggedly, emotionally drained from the same nightmare that comes every night.
"What do you mean?"
I wrap my arms around my knees, starting to unconsciously rock back and forth in shock.
"Why does my past haunt me so? Why did I do so many things that I regret? Why did you die? Why did you come back?"
I pause, taking deep breaths to stop the pain in my chest.
"I destroy everything I love, I wish everyone to disappear, and they do. And they never come back, why do I do that?"
"Why do you forgive me? I can't even forgive myself."
"Why?"
I whisper the last word so softly, I don't even know if Minomon even heard it.
"I've done everything to correct my mistakes, but it still comes back in my dreams, my memories. You're the only one to forgive me, and you'll be the only one." I feel hot tears streaming down my face, onto soaked my shirt that clings to my body despite the chill in the air.
I feel Minomon gently patting my arm; "they'll forgive you in time."
I shiver, and curl up under the blankets. "How do I expect them to forgive me, I can't even forgive myself." I whisper, and soon fall back into the same nightmare that haunts me each night.
~*~
I walk slowly back home from school.
I can't concentrate.
All I see myself as the Digimon Emperor, having the same memories resurface as me beating living creatures for fun.
And then there's my crest.
Kindness.
I snort, whoever thought I deserved that is a moron.
I sigh heavily a minute later, why do I always go back to thinking like I did when I was the Emperor? I have tried so many times to change, but there seems to be this evil calling that draws me back to who I was.
Can't I just be left alone?
Fate seems to dictate otherwise.
~*~
"So, how was soccer?" Mama asks me as we all sit down for dinner.
"It was great," I say with a forced smile, not telling her that I was so distracted and did so badly that the coach is thinking about pulling me out for a few games.
I don't want to upset and worry them more than they already are.
"That's wonderful! Would you like some more rice?" She asks, offering me the serving bowl.
"You know, rice is supposed to be brain food," Dad comments, smiling encouragingly.
Smiling, I take the rice, even though I usually don't take this much; I want to make them happy.
So, this is what a real family is like.
~*~
I lean against the chair.
Who knew generosity could make you this sick.
But, seeing how happy they were was worth it, and anyway, the stomachache will go away, the warm feeling, (hopefully) won't.
"Are you okay Ken?" Minomon's concerned voice interrupts my thoughts.
"Yeah, but I shouldn't ate that last serving of rice, but seeing the happy looks on my parents faces was worth it." I say, smiling at the way the dinner went.
"Boy, I hope that you won't eat that much at each meal, you wouldn't fit into a door." Minomon says jokingly. "Of course, you can always do jumping jacks," he says, starting to do little flips on my bed as I laugh watching him.
Strange, less than a week ago, I'd beat him senseless for talking to me like that.
It's amazing how things change.
I yawn and stretch, tiredness overwhelming me as I climb into my raised bunk, dreading the nightmares of my past that come every night.
Maybe I should stop sleeping.
~*~
A greenish glow wakes me up from yet another nightmare-filled night.
I slowly sit up, and gasp in shock at the sight.
There's a tall woman, with white hair and a red dress and hat standing in front of my computer, holding the desk chair.
Who is she?
And how did she get here?
"Who are you?!" I demand.
She turns to me, her face covered, but I can still see a hint of a smirk as I spot Minomon getting protectively in front of me.
"You're going to regret ever backstabbing us, Emperor." She hisses venomously.
Surprised, I just stare at her.
How does she know about my past?
"Who are you?!" I demand once again.
"Sweet dreams," she says, and then cackles.
Shocked, I watch her go into my computer, opening the digiport on her own.
How did she do that? And who is she?
"Who was that, Ken?" Minomon asks sleepily, but curiosity brimming in his voice.
"I don't know," I whisper in shock, head spinning about the whole incident. "I just hope we never see her again."
Maybe this is all a dream.
Better than dreaming about me being the Digimon Emperor.
~*~
I walk slowly through the digital world, searching for more control spires that need to be destroyed.
I spotted the digidestined, and the T.K. and Kari were saying that they are having problems digivolving as I spied on them.
I know that there's a control spire close by, but it's supposed to be deactivated.
Why is it working?
I walk to the hillside, Wormmon in my arms as we approach the control spire.
"Ken! Watch out! It's the lady from last night!" Wormmon shouts a frantic warning, and I look up just in time and stop before she sees me.
I watch, fascinated, as she pulls out a strand of her white hair, and places it into my creation.
What is she doing?
Then, surprised and horrified, I see the control spire transform into Thundermon, and she gives it an order, and I see it fly away.
Towards Primary Village.
I have to stop it.
I hide in some nearby bushes until the woman leaves, and then Wormmon asks me what happened.
"I don't know, I just don't know. But whatever it was, a digimon is going to attack Primary Village, and the digidestined don't even know that it's not real. We have to stop it." I say, gently setting Wormmon to the ground so he can digivolve.
He quickly digivolves into Stingmon, and scoops me up in his arms as he flies rapidly to the location.
"Stay here," he says, gently depositing me on one of the roofs of Primary Village.
"Be careful," I say, concern clear in my voice as I go to watch.
I gasp in horror as I see Cody falling in the air, then in relief as Stingmon catches him. Thank goodness.
I see surprise etched in his face as my partner gently holds him, looking down to probably see if he's okay.
Right before Thundermon attacks.
My partner, thinking fast, gives Cody to Ankylomon, the champion form of Armadillomon, probably his partner digivolved.
He dodges the attack, and I admire his speed and agility as he shouts: "Spiking Strike!" And in that blow, the Thundermon disintegrates in a million bits of data.
I look at the others shocked looks on their faces, before they turn and see me.
Their jaws drop open, and they stare with open shock as Stingmon flies back to me.
Without leaving my eyes from my former adversaries, I hold my arm out, and my partner dedigivolves back to Wormmon, nuzzling my chest as I stare at the digidestined.
Wormmon turns to look at them, and as I see Davis approaching the building where I stand, I jump off the other side, heading for the digiport.
"I'm sorry I didn't get the lady, Ken." Wormmon says apologetically to me.
I smile, "you tried your best, that's good enough for me."
It's strange the way I think now; I used to be ticked off if he failed.
Now...
Now, I understand people/digimon make mistakes.
It's strange,
but it's better this way.
Anyway...
The digidestined now know that I'm on their side.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: Not all chapters are going to cover every episode, but there were things in "If I Had a Tail Hammer" that needed to be covered. Please review.