Here's number four!
Chapter 4: A Morning Anew
Ryo pulled into the parking garage, and out onto the street. He knew where Rika lived because Takato pulled it off the Net for him earlier. That was where he had been going when Rika had gotten on the bus. Now he was going back.
Ryo almost flew down the road, on straight ways going as fast as 150 miles an hour. He stopped two blocks from her apartment building, and pulled into a construction site. He parked underneath the half-built structure, walked around to the back of his car, and opened the trunk. He got out his pistols, his sword, and his trench coat. With that on, he also removed some C-4, his favorite plastic explosive. He closed up his car, and climbed up about ten stories. From there, Ryo jumped, landing on the roof of a building across the street. He took off in the direction of her home, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. Once he was on the roof of the building he was looking for, he jumped off, grabbing the windowsill. Ryo then broke the window and climbed in.
Rika's apartment was nothing like he expected. Ryo had thought she would live in some dirty old pit, but the apartment was very clean. The furniture, along with everything else, was modern and had a warm feeling to it. She seemed to like the color white, because that was what her couch and chairs were in the living area. She had a big screen TV, a nice home theater system, lots of DVDs, and hundreds of CDs. He passed through her kitchen. This was also very clean and pretty, with an apparently large amount of healthy food in addition to the usual junk. She had a guest bedroom, and that was decorated so that it was very welcoming, but he doubted many people had spent the night there. He walked into her room, which was full of antique furniture. He thought to himself, 'it is really sad all this stuff is gonna be destroyed.' Ryo opened up the huge duffle bag he had brought on Rika's bed. He walked into her closet, and put in her clothes. For some reason, he got a strange feeling from the back wall of the walk-in.
"What is that?" he said aloud to himself. He grabbed the top right and left corner of that section of drywall and ripped it off. There, sure enough was a vault. He cracked each of the three dials' combinations in seconds. Once the huge steel cube was open, Ryo noticed the only thing inside was a snow globe. It was of Shinjuku Park back in Japan. It showed three little people inside. He looked closer to find it was Rika as a girl, her mother, and her grandmother. The craftsmanship was remarkable. The wood was a beautiful dark color, although Ryo couldn't identify what type of wood it was. He turned it over. On the bottom was an engraved gold plate. It read, in calligraphy, "To Our Dearest Rika, Love, Seika and Rumiko." "How absolutely beautiful," he said to himself. He gently wrapped the object in some of Rika's clothes, and placed it in the duffle bag. He then went through the apartment, carefully searching it for anything he should take back to her. He grabbed her CDs, her laptop, some books and photo albums, etc. Once the task was out of the way, he set the bag by the door. Next, Ryo took out the C-4 and began placing it around the apartment so it would go off, destroy the lovely abode, and blow itself out without damaging the rest of the building. He walked out the door and to the street. Right there on the curb his car was parked. The duffle bag went into the trunk with his coat and gear, and he got in and drove a block away before a huge explosion rocketed flames out the windows of Rika's old home. Ryo had arrived there at 10:00 p.m., and was leaving at 5:00 a.m. He drove on.
"Ooww it's bright," Rika mumbled to herself as she awoke. Glancing over to the clock, she was surprised to see she has slept for 10 hours, only waking up at 7:30 in the morning. She stared around the room. It was the same, except a storage rack had all her CDs on it, and a very nice 5- speaker-plus-subwoofer sound system was positioned in her new domicile. He closet was open, and all her clothes were in it. Her laptop was on her desk, and her books were placed exactly as she would of put them on her shelves. Once out of bed, Rika walked into her bathroom and took a shower. After that, she dressed herself, putting on a Linkin Park T-shirt, jeans, and boots. Out and downstairs she went to the main, warehouse-like room.
It appeared everyone had already done their nocturnal duties and gone back to sleep. Except Takato. He was sitting in front of a computer, typing away at incredible speed. Feeling kind of playful, Rika decided to try to sneak up on Takato. One hundred feet away, she heard Takato say to her, "hello, Rika..sleep well?"
"Yeah, I slept great. You?" was her astonished response.
"Didn't sleep..Henry said to tell you hello..you need to get on schedule soon so everyone can meet you."
"Okay.I guess I'll stay up tonight..I saw Ryo brought my stuff back. Where is he, anyway?"
"Should be in his room..I'll go get him here in a second..wanna talk to Renamon?"
"HUH?! You mean you can talk to digimon in the Digital World?"
"Yeah..have been able to since about three years ago when I created the technology."
"Can you go there?"
"Travel will be allowed again in the next few days.you wanna say hi or not?" "Move over."
"Okay then..here you go." With that, Takato left to find Ryo.
Rika sat down and typed into the computer:
Renamon? Are you there?
I'm here.
Renamon! It's me..Rika!
Rika! Oh I've missed you! How are you?
LOL I'm fine, Renamon..I missed you too! How are things in the Digital World?
Myself, Guilmon, Terriermon, and the others have been staying together waiting for Takato to finish the program that will let us rejoin you in the Real World. We have been fine so far..
That's good Renamon..I hope we will see each other soon..I still have my deck, you know.
That's also good..We will be able to fight again soon, Rika. I must go now, but we will talk later.
Later, then, Renamon.
Good day, Rika.
With that, Rika signed off and got up. She saw Ryo standing up on the catwalk that stretched from one loft to another over the main area.
"Rika! It's time to begin your training!" He turned and walked into one of the loft's room. She ran to catch up to him. She entered the room, and noticed it was actually some kind of martial artist's dojo. Ryo was standing in a gi, white with a black belt. He was holding one out for her. She had been in a few karate classes, like ju jitsu, judo, tai kwon do, and bushido, so she wondered what he was going to show her that was different.
"Change into this, please..the locker room's over there," Ryo said, pointing with his usual pleasant grin. Rika went and changed, then came back out.
"Okay, Rika..I know you're pretty much some kind of martial arts master, so I want you to come me with everything you have."
"What if I hurt you?" she asked questioningly.
"You won't."
With that, she came at him. Her fists and kicks flew, but he blocked them all before she could even think to try and hit a different target area. He started to block everything with just his left hand, yawning into his right. He wasn't even looking at her. This infuriated Rika. She came ever faster, and he spun her around and threw her almost thirty feet in the air. He jumped, caught her, and landed with her in his arms. She broke free and continued to fight. He tripped Rika backwards, moved his leg, and held her a few inches of the ground with the back of his foot supporting her shoulders. Ryo then helped her up.
"Your faster than this, Rika..there are no limitations to what the body can do if the mind lets it."
"How am I supposed to do this stuff?" she nearly screamed. "Humans can't do these things! You gotta be an alien or something!"
"Rika! Close off your senses..don't listen, see, feel, smell, or taste..then open your mind."
"I'll..I'll try." she said shakely. She sat down and for the first time in years, she meditated. Rika had always felt this was a pointless waste of time, but now she wasn't so sure. She cleared her mind of all thoughts in an attempt to open her mind to its third eye and any other abilities she could. Apparently, Ryo could do all the amazing feats he could because of his extreme mental discipline. Her mind clear, she sat alone in her own darkness for what turned out to last three days. Then, she awoke.
"Are you ready now, Rika?"
"Have you been standing there this whole time?" she asked.
"Somebody needed to be here when you came to," he responded.
"Ah."
"Go on back and change," Ryo replied with his usual pleasant grin. "I'll be downstairs."
"Fine, then."
He left, and she went into the locker room and changed. 'I wonder what's going to happen now,' she thought to herself. She left the loft and went to the eating area. It was too small to be a cafeteria and too big for a kitchen, so it was the eating area. She fixed herself a bowl of cereal, and watched the news as she ate. Rika was very surprised by a story that had just come on. The news anchor reported:
Still no news in the identification of suspects who bombed the apartment of Rika Nonaka, vaporizing her and totally destroying the apartment and everything in it. It is also unknown how the fire blew itself out without destroying the rest of the building or killing anyone else. Back to you, Julie..
Rika was wide-eyed. In a moment she would almost fall over.
"Yeah..Ryo faked your death, Rika," Takato said suddenly behind her, she nearly fell over. He caught her in one arm, sat her back up, and caught her cereal without spilling any milk or anything. "You shouldn't lean in chairs," he said laughingly.
"What do you mean he faked my death?" Rika asked.
"It was the only way They would leave you alone, at least for now. They think you're dead, and so does everyone else. Actually, we're all legally dead. It's the only way the police, IRS, etc. will leave us alone."
"Wow.sometime, you guys need to tell me everything."
"Don't worry about that, Rika..you're gonna pick up things pretty damn quick!" he said, chuckling.
"Thanks, Takato," she said, laughing lightly as well.
"Well, I got to go finish that computer program..fell a little behind schedule after Henry's accident," Takato said.
"What accident?" Rika responded.
"Well, he was a little sick of being cooped up in here, so he went for a little stroll, jumping from building to building. He tried to stop a robbery, but it was staged by ten agents working for Them. They all attacked. He was able to kill six and get away, but he was hurt pretty bad. He was shot over fifty times. If it wasn't for his training, he'd have been dead. He'll be back on his feet in a week or two."
"Tell him I said get better."
"You can yourself when he wakes up tonight."
"Oh yeah..that's right."
"Later, Rika."
"See ya, Takato."
He left. Rika put her bowl down for Saxon to drink the leftover milk, and then she put it in the industrial-sized dishwasher. From here, she went up to her room. She opened up a CD case, and pulled four digimon cards out of the little booklet that comes with the CD. She had for in each of her cases, and new which case held each card. She had about 1200 cards stored this way. She spent the next few hours in a reminiscent state of mind, remembering battles with Renamon.
That night, around 10:00 p.m., she went down to the infirmary to speak to Henry. Everyone was up and moving around. People were typing away hacking into the servers of Them. Some were making weapons or building other necessary gadgets, others were leaving to go on missions. There were maybe fifty-five people in all, and she stopped to talk to Suzie for a minute. It turned out that all these people had been partners with digimon. They were the only ones who would believe the truth about Them, and they were the easiest to wake up the minds of. Eventually, others would join, though. She went on to see Henry. She hoped they could talk, but he was deeply asleep. He hadn't changed, except his hair was dyed a shock white now instead of blue. It made him look a lot like the hero in the video game "Devil May Cry". She just watched him breathe until about 1:00 a.m. He looked so peaceful and happy. She was almost about to cry. As she got up, he stuck his hand out and held hers. In a very quiet, whispery, and strained voice, he said, "Thanks for stopping by, Rika..it was nice to see you."
"I missed you, old friend." She bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Get well soon."
"I will. Don't get yourself killed, Rika."
She laughed. "Later, Henry."
"Bye, Rika."
With that, she left. Now, she went into the main room. It was time she got a car.
That's it for chapter 5. I hope you liked it. As always, please r&r. Thanks for even bothering to read this fic. Have a nice day!
Chapter 4: A Morning Anew
Ryo pulled into the parking garage, and out onto the street. He knew where Rika lived because Takato pulled it off the Net for him earlier. That was where he had been going when Rika had gotten on the bus. Now he was going back.
Ryo almost flew down the road, on straight ways going as fast as 150 miles an hour. He stopped two blocks from her apartment building, and pulled into a construction site. He parked underneath the half-built structure, walked around to the back of his car, and opened the trunk. He got out his pistols, his sword, and his trench coat. With that on, he also removed some C-4, his favorite plastic explosive. He closed up his car, and climbed up about ten stories. From there, Ryo jumped, landing on the roof of a building across the street. He took off in the direction of her home, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. Once he was on the roof of the building he was looking for, he jumped off, grabbing the windowsill. Ryo then broke the window and climbed in.
Rika's apartment was nothing like he expected. Ryo had thought she would live in some dirty old pit, but the apartment was very clean. The furniture, along with everything else, was modern and had a warm feeling to it. She seemed to like the color white, because that was what her couch and chairs were in the living area. She had a big screen TV, a nice home theater system, lots of DVDs, and hundreds of CDs. He passed through her kitchen. This was also very clean and pretty, with an apparently large amount of healthy food in addition to the usual junk. She had a guest bedroom, and that was decorated so that it was very welcoming, but he doubted many people had spent the night there. He walked into her room, which was full of antique furniture. He thought to himself, 'it is really sad all this stuff is gonna be destroyed.' Ryo opened up the huge duffle bag he had brought on Rika's bed. He walked into her closet, and put in her clothes. For some reason, he got a strange feeling from the back wall of the walk-in.
"What is that?" he said aloud to himself. He grabbed the top right and left corner of that section of drywall and ripped it off. There, sure enough was a vault. He cracked each of the three dials' combinations in seconds. Once the huge steel cube was open, Ryo noticed the only thing inside was a snow globe. It was of Shinjuku Park back in Japan. It showed three little people inside. He looked closer to find it was Rika as a girl, her mother, and her grandmother. The craftsmanship was remarkable. The wood was a beautiful dark color, although Ryo couldn't identify what type of wood it was. He turned it over. On the bottom was an engraved gold plate. It read, in calligraphy, "To Our Dearest Rika, Love, Seika and Rumiko." "How absolutely beautiful," he said to himself. He gently wrapped the object in some of Rika's clothes, and placed it in the duffle bag. He then went through the apartment, carefully searching it for anything he should take back to her. He grabbed her CDs, her laptop, some books and photo albums, etc. Once the task was out of the way, he set the bag by the door. Next, Ryo took out the C-4 and began placing it around the apartment so it would go off, destroy the lovely abode, and blow itself out without damaging the rest of the building. He walked out the door and to the street. Right there on the curb his car was parked. The duffle bag went into the trunk with his coat and gear, and he got in and drove a block away before a huge explosion rocketed flames out the windows of Rika's old home. Ryo had arrived there at 10:00 p.m., and was leaving at 5:00 a.m. He drove on.
"Ooww it's bright," Rika mumbled to herself as she awoke. Glancing over to the clock, she was surprised to see she has slept for 10 hours, only waking up at 7:30 in the morning. She stared around the room. It was the same, except a storage rack had all her CDs on it, and a very nice 5- speaker-plus-subwoofer sound system was positioned in her new domicile. He closet was open, and all her clothes were in it. Her laptop was on her desk, and her books were placed exactly as she would of put them on her shelves. Once out of bed, Rika walked into her bathroom and took a shower. After that, she dressed herself, putting on a Linkin Park T-shirt, jeans, and boots. Out and downstairs she went to the main, warehouse-like room.
It appeared everyone had already done their nocturnal duties and gone back to sleep. Except Takato. He was sitting in front of a computer, typing away at incredible speed. Feeling kind of playful, Rika decided to try to sneak up on Takato. One hundred feet away, she heard Takato say to her, "hello, Rika..sleep well?"
"Yeah, I slept great. You?" was her astonished response.
"Didn't sleep..Henry said to tell you hello..you need to get on schedule soon so everyone can meet you."
"Okay.I guess I'll stay up tonight..I saw Ryo brought my stuff back. Where is he, anyway?"
"Should be in his room..I'll go get him here in a second..wanna talk to Renamon?"
"HUH?! You mean you can talk to digimon in the Digital World?"
"Yeah..have been able to since about three years ago when I created the technology."
"Can you go there?"
"Travel will be allowed again in the next few days.you wanna say hi or not?" "Move over."
"Okay then..here you go." With that, Takato left to find Ryo.
Rika sat down and typed into the computer:
Renamon? Are you there?
I'm here.
Renamon! It's me..Rika!
Rika! Oh I've missed you! How are you?
LOL I'm fine, Renamon..I missed you too! How are things in the Digital World?
Myself, Guilmon, Terriermon, and the others have been staying together waiting for Takato to finish the program that will let us rejoin you in the Real World. We have been fine so far..
That's good Renamon..I hope we will see each other soon..I still have my deck, you know.
That's also good..We will be able to fight again soon, Rika. I must go now, but we will talk later.
Later, then, Renamon.
Good day, Rika.
With that, Rika signed off and got up. She saw Ryo standing up on the catwalk that stretched from one loft to another over the main area.
"Rika! It's time to begin your training!" He turned and walked into one of the loft's room. She ran to catch up to him. She entered the room, and noticed it was actually some kind of martial artist's dojo. Ryo was standing in a gi, white with a black belt. He was holding one out for her. She had been in a few karate classes, like ju jitsu, judo, tai kwon do, and bushido, so she wondered what he was going to show her that was different.
"Change into this, please..the locker room's over there," Ryo said, pointing with his usual pleasant grin. Rika went and changed, then came back out.
"Okay, Rika..I know you're pretty much some kind of martial arts master, so I want you to come me with everything you have."
"What if I hurt you?" she asked questioningly.
"You won't."
With that, she came at him. Her fists and kicks flew, but he blocked them all before she could even think to try and hit a different target area. He started to block everything with just his left hand, yawning into his right. He wasn't even looking at her. This infuriated Rika. She came ever faster, and he spun her around and threw her almost thirty feet in the air. He jumped, caught her, and landed with her in his arms. She broke free and continued to fight. He tripped Rika backwards, moved his leg, and held her a few inches of the ground with the back of his foot supporting her shoulders. Ryo then helped her up.
"Your faster than this, Rika..there are no limitations to what the body can do if the mind lets it."
"How am I supposed to do this stuff?" she nearly screamed. "Humans can't do these things! You gotta be an alien or something!"
"Rika! Close off your senses..don't listen, see, feel, smell, or taste..then open your mind."
"I'll..I'll try." she said shakely. She sat down and for the first time in years, she meditated. Rika had always felt this was a pointless waste of time, but now she wasn't so sure. She cleared her mind of all thoughts in an attempt to open her mind to its third eye and any other abilities she could. Apparently, Ryo could do all the amazing feats he could because of his extreme mental discipline. Her mind clear, she sat alone in her own darkness for what turned out to last three days. Then, she awoke.
"Are you ready now, Rika?"
"Have you been standing there this whole time?" she asked.
"Somebody needed to be here when you came to," he responded.
"Ah."
"Go on back and change," Ryo replied with his usual pleasant grin. "I'll be downstairs."
"Fine, then."
He left, and she went into the locker room and changed. 'I wonder what's going to happen now,' she thought to herself. She left the loft and went to the eating area. It was too small to be a cafeteria and too big for a kitchen, so it was the eating area. She fixed herself a bowl of cereal, and watched the news as she ate. Rika was very surprised by a story that had just come on. The news anchor reported:
Still no news in the identification of suspects who bombed the apartment of Rika Nonaka, vaporizing her and totally destroying the apartment and everything in it. It is also unknown how the fire blew itself out without destroying the rest of the building or killing anyone else. Back to you, Julie..
Rika was wide-eyed. In a moment she would almost fall over.
"Yeah..Ryo faked your death, Rika," Takato said suddenly behind her, she nearly fell over. He caught her in one arm, sat her back up, and caught her cereal without spilling any milk or anything. "You shouldn't lean in chairs," he said laughingly.
"What do you mean he faked my death?" Rika asked.
"It was the only way They would leave you alone, at least for now. They think you're dead, and so does everyone else. Actually, we're all legally dead. It's the only way the police, IRS, etc. will leave us alone."
"Wow.sometime, you guys need to tell me everything."
"Don't worry about that, Rika..you're gonna pick up things pretty damn quick!" he said, chuckling.
"Thanks, Takato," she said, laughing lightly as well.
"Well, I got to go finish that computer program..fell a little behind schedule after Henry's accident," Takato said.
"What accident?" Rika responded.
"Well, he was a little sick of being cooped up in here, so he went for a little stroll, jumping from building to building. He tried to stop a robbery, but it was staged by ten agents working for Them. They all attacked. He was able to kill six and get away, but he was hurt pretty bad. He was shot over fifty times. If it wasn't for his training, he'd have been dead. He'll be back on his feet in a week or two."
"Tell him I said get better."
"You can yourself when he wakes up tonight."
"Oh yeah..that's right."
"Later, Rika."
"See ya, Takato."
He left. Rika put her bowl down for Saxon to drink the leftover milk, and then she put it in the industrial-sized dishwasher. From here, she went up to her room. She opened up a CD case, and pulled four digimon cards out of the little booklet that comes with the CD. She had for in each of her cases, and new which case held each card. She had about 1200 cards stored this way. She spent the next few hours in a reminiscent state of mind, remembering battles with Renamon.
That night, around 10:00 p.m., she went down to the infirmary to speak to Henry. Everyone was up and moving around. People were typing away hacking into the servers of Them. Some were making weapons or building other necessary gadgets, others were leaving to go on missions. There were maybe fifty-five people in all, and she stopped to talk to Suzie for a minute. It turned out that all these people had been partners with digimon. They were the only ones who would believe the truth about Them, and they were the easiest to wake up the minds of. Eventually, others would join, though. She went on to see Henry. She hoped they could talk, but he was deeply asleep. He hadn't changed, except his hair was dyed a shock white now instead of blue. It made him look a lot like the hero in the video game "Devil May Cry". She just watched him breathe until about 1:00 a.m. He looked so peaceful and happy. She was almost about to cry. As she got up, he stuck his hand out and held hers. In a very quiet, whispery, and strained voice, he said, "Thanks for stopping by, Rika..it was nice to see you."
"I missed you, old friend." She bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Get well soon."
"I will. Don't get yourself killed, Rika."
She laughed. "Later, Henry."
"Bye, Rika."
With that, she left. Now, she went into the main room. It was time she got a car.
That's it for chapter 5. I hope you liked it. As always, please r&r. Thanks for even bothering to read this fic. Have a nice day!
