Ok I'm going to do my best to not mess up this chapter. I fixed stuff in some of the other chapters but it was nothing major so don't worry about it. Hope you like this one. Wheeeeeeee.!

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" What's going on Matt," said Joe as he walked into the apartment. His eyes squinted behind his large glasses. " You look you've just seen a ghost."

"I might have well have," he said stopping him at the door to take his coat.

" So where is he," said Joe looking on the kitchen table. " You didn't put it in your room."

" No ," said Matt. " She's on the coach."

" How do you know it's a .," stuttered Joe as he saw what was really on the coach. He slowly backed away from her trying to be silent so not to wake her. He kept backing away until he fell over a poorly place coffee table. After regaining his ability to make vocal sound he grasped as she moved slightly in response to the thuds. Matt quickly helped Joe up and motioned for him to come outside in the hall since it was obvious nothing would be said in her presence.

" What.What is that," said Joe remembering the wing like limbs sticking out her body, but they couldn't be wings it didn't make any sense it his logical mind.

"I don't know," said Matt looking at the door. " But I just couldn't leave her there wounded, in pain. I mean what would you have done." He though about this for a moment and deiced to revoke the statement. " Nevermind."

" Matt this is a human we are talking about ..At least I think it is," said Joe getting a rush of courage, and putting a hand on Matt's shoulder. " And I'll do anything I can do to help ok."

" Thanks," said Matt opening the door.

" But you could have told me what was going on," said Joe.

" And ruin the look on your face," smiled Matt. " Never."

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" What is going on," said Rachel breaking into the dimly lit room where Myostimon was gather ingredients from various shelves. " Master I mean no disrespect, but trying to bring someone back from the dead is nearly impossible. Even with this key that I was almost killed over." She lied a key of dark silver on the table.

" Do you underestimate my power," he asked never breaking his train of thought. He carefully brushed away the dust on a vile. " Maybe if you hadn't done the same thing to the dragon I wouldn't have to be doing this."

" Master, I am sorry, but I really don't think this is a good..."

" That's right I'm your master and I don't care what you think, but to ease your mind Eric never really died," he said cutting her off. " The Tigress just set his soul free, so I all I have to do is bring it back." She gave him a look of total disgust and stormed away in shock leaving him to his thoughts. ' If only he was stronger he wouldn't have to fight to keep control of them.'

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" Matt, there's nothing I can do," said Joe after he had looked her over. " Her wounds look like their healing by themselves anyway."

" But there was some kind of poison on these arrows," he said handing them to Joe. " And she feels ice cold. That can't be healthy."

He gave them one look and shook his head. " There's still nothing I can do and I don't think the hospital would enjoy a visit from a freak of nature."

" She's anything but a freak," said Matt looking at her once again. He began scratching his chest in a vicious pace.

" Wait, you didn't just say what I thought you just said in that kind of tone," said Joe looking at Matt's dreamy stare. " If I wasn't mistaken I think you really like her."

" No, I just feel the over-barring need to protect her."

" I feel so loved," she said her voice hissing with pain as she tried to sit up making them both jump. " But might I ask what is going on"

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" Master, I beg of you to stop," said one of his servants that was now tied to wall. A fire burned under a large calderun as a dark liquid boiled and hissed in the heat. As if he had heard nothing he begain pouring more of this and that into the mixture.

" Would you stop his whining ," muttered Myostimon.

" Please..," was his last word as his moth was tape shut by another one of the hooded figures.

"That's better," said Myostimon as he was reading from an ironclad book what was needed to complete the task.

" Eric of the Forest Rage, raise from where I left you and see with newborn eyes," he said watching the fogy surface become more clear as he dropped the key into the mixture.

"Now put him in," he said motioning to the cauldron that had stopped hissing. The clear surface was calm as if waiting for the servant.

" Mumble, mumble, mumble, mumble," said the servant as it was heaved into the liquid with a splash. His body was completely engulfed in the liquid but it did nothing.

Myostimon stood wondering if he had done something wrong. He consulted the book that he could easily see even though the light of the fire was no longer there. In fact the stone room was completely dark.

" Get it off of me," screamed one of the servants to his right.

"Everyone out," said Myostimon not wanting anymore of the few servants that he had to be injured. He tried to light torches with his mind. They lit but he knew that they were not under his power.' Was he losing his touch,' he thought.

" Where am I," demanded a hissy voice that bounced off the walls.

" Your back where you should be," said Myostimon looking for the voice.

" Where is that," questioned the voice.

"With the person who will help you destroy the one that sent you away,"said Mystimon hopping he would take the bait.

"You know where the tigress dwells," asked a lean youth that appeared suddenly in front of Myostimon.

" Of course why else would I have freed you," he lied.

"To abuse the abused," he said. His dark colored hair gleamed red in the firelight.

" Why such sorrow," said Myostimon. " You're free to take the proper revenge on the soul that wronged you."

" If you only knew," he said his brick colored eyes turning darker.

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"No," she whispered to herself. " Noooooooo," she screamed head tilting back. He eyes flashed from green to red as she started to breathe heavily. There was no way that they could have freed him she had the only way to bring they needed around her neck.. Her arm flew up to her neck where she grabbed air. ' Damn,' she swore to herself.

" Whoa.. What's going on," said Matt holding his hands up to try to calm her.

She slowly lifted her head. "No life will ever be safe if it is not stopped," her voice became more haunted as she spoke. She lifted her head up to let her unblinking blood red eyes cut though the room.

" What are you talking about," said Joe looking confused.

" Something evil has just been released," she said. Her eye color slowly went back to a deep green. She blinked one then again each time seeming to snap out of something. She looked around the room confused about what had just gone on. One minute she was in complete control and then..

" What just happened," she said looking top Matt who began scratching again.

" You tell us," said Joe. " You're the one who was just freaking me and Matt out."

But the girl had failed to hear Joe. Her attention was now drawn to the area Matt was scratching.

"Hello," said Joe said as he watched their eyes lock.

" Do have any idea how long my soul has been searching for you," she whispered he eyes turning red again. " Now that I've seen you I feel like I'm dreaming."

" What are you talking about," said Matt looking a bit confused.

" Do you really wanna know," she said. She tried to get up but stopped after putting weight on her injured leg. Wincing she slouched back down into the couch her wings making the thud even louder.

Matt started to approach her carefully. " Yes, I really would like to know," he said. His voice was almost daring her. " Why do I feel like I've known you forever ?"

She looked at him with stone cold eyes. " Do you really need me to tell you what you are, because it would be of no shock to you. Truthfully."

" Matt," said Joe in a forceful tone that was so unlike Joe. " Don't trust her. I getting some weird evil monster vibes from her."

" Matt, is it," she said in a mocking tone. " Well, lets see what is ailing you so close to your heart."

He slowly began to unbutton the black shirt.

" Come here," she said motioning for him to sit next to her on the couch .She folded her wings in an orderly way so that they could no longer see them. Matt's skeptical look made her roll her eyes. " Look you saved me by pulling those arrows out. I know I look like something you see in your nightmares, but I'm not going to hurt you. I know you don't want to believe this, but you have to." She looked at both of them and stared again.

" What about that dog person by the fountain," asked Matt taking a step in her direction. " How do I know that wasn't the good guy."

" I'm not going to lie to someone who wants to know so badly," she mocked. " That was a werewolf by the name of Fang sent to take me back to Myostimon."

Both of the destined look dumbfounded.

" You know who Myostimon is don't you, Matt."

" We need to call everyone," said Matt stepping toward the phone.

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I thought that this was the perfectly dramatic way to end this chapter. What do you think? Oh! Just to let you all know there is no digimon in here. I think it would just take away from what I'm trying to hint at..*HINT* *HINT* Hoped you liked it.

~Mare~