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The Prophecy Chapter 3- Pain and Darkness-
The air was stale and smelt of death. You could hear the screams of both human and Digimon alike. You could also hear those of vampires. "Do you yield?" a dark voice came. In the middle of the room there was a young man with raspberry hair lying on the floor in pain. Sweat was forming on his brow as yet another wave of pain racked his body. And yet he refused to scream.
"Listen you psycho scum of the Digital World, I don't care how much pain you put me through but I am not going to give up and give you my powers!" he screamed.
The boy tried to stand up but was instantly hit on the head by a blow from Ladydevimon. He fell back on the floor holding his head protectively. "You will not move unless Master tells you to."
With defiance in his eyes he smirked at her. "And I thought you were a freelance Digimon." Ladydevimon scowled and rewarded him with a kick to the gut. After the attack he moved his hands from his head to his stomach. Davis once again refused to scream. He was too stubborn and courageous to.
"Stop!" was the one word that convinced the angry Digimon from killing the Daywalker. "Let's try another way to convince him to join our side." Instantly intense pain wracked his body as scenes of torture and blood invaded his mind. People being shot, murdered, and raped were just a few of the evils he just saw. Wounds suddenly formed on his arms and legs and blood came forth. The screams grew louder and voices whispered about doom until they grew louder and became too unbearable to handle. Hot tears rippled their way down Davis' face as he suddenly felt his self-control diminishing. But one voice, clear and strong, forced Davis to listen. The voice only spoke five words and yet they gave him comfort and reassurance.
'There is still hope friend..'
**********
Davis woke up from his third nightmare that week. They were all different in general but held only two things in common; the dark and dreary voice that spoke only of pain and malice and the voice that offered him hope and strength that helped him survive. He looked at the clock that was on his nightstand. It read 3:40, too early for a respectable member of society to be awake. Too bad he wasn't a respectable member of society. His eyes unconsciously went to the book of prophecies that was next to his clock.
'Well I'm not going to sleep anymore. Why not?'
He took the book from his nightstand and opened to the page where the bookmark was. "I guess since I'm getting these stupid nightmares I'm the one who'll stand out," he whispered, careful not to wake up Demiveemon.
**********
"Please open your textbooks to page 292 for.." the teacher droned on and on for what seemed like eternity for the Daywalker. He still felt tired physically and emotionally from the nightmares. Strangely whenever he woke up from them he felt sore and bruised, though he never showed it. And to top it all up he was due for his next feeding soon. Vampires without blood always weaken constantly and would be useless without it. "Mr. Motomiya are you daydreaming in my class?" the teacher asked with scorn. Most of the class chuckled and some had the nerve to laugh out loud. They were unknowingly fueling his rage.
"Yes."
"Excuse me?"
"Yes I was daydreaming since you obviously cannot teach right!" The look on the teacher's face was priceless. Davis was getting a kick out of this. What he didn't know was that someone else was enjoying this too. Quickly the teacher regained control, or at least tried to.
"Mr. Motomiya go to the principle's office right this instant."
"Go to Hell. I'm going, but not where you want me to go," he said with a casualness that made everyone feel suddenly cold. He picked up his things and walked to the door. And without turning back he left without a second thought. Davis had in his mind that it was too late to ask forgiveness. 'Besides once you live in the dark, you can't escape.'
**********
Tk was worried today. He wasn't in Davis' class when the episode had happened but he heard the rumors. Davis Motomiya, king of soccer, good guy, best friend to all, and leader of the infamous DD, had just told a teacher off and left school without a backward glance. It's not like him to do something like this, Tk thought.
"Hey did you hear what happened in.." Yolie began.
"We heard," came the melancholy voice of, well, everyone.
"I don't understand why he would do this," Cody said. The youngest of the DD had the hardest time understanding the situation. Over the years, the two matured and actually became friends. "Maybe something's wrong at home?"
"No, his parents are on that cruise and they won't be back for another two weeks remember," Tk said. "And besides I've been to his place last Tuesday and Jun seems to be nice to him. It's probably because his next feeding's coming up."
"Feeding?" Kari asked.
"What? What feeding?" Tk said nervously.
"You said feeding Tk. What did you mean by that?" Kari asked.
"Nothing," he said nervously but with a look on his eye that seemed to say 'I'm not talking about it.' "Anyway I'll visit him tonight and ask him about it."
"Why don't we all visit him?" Ken suggested. "I'm sure he'll be fine about it."
"Yeah. Why don't we?" Yolie said. "Besides I'd love to see my ex-goggle- wearing-now-sunglass-wearing idiot of a friend."
**********
"Stupid!" was the first word Davis said as he threw his backpack across the room making it hit the table and knocking down the lamp. He then punched the wall making a nice medium sized hole in it. "Great! How the Hell am I going to explain this!" Feeling the need to just stop and think he left, heading towards the park.
'How did I get into this fucking mess?'
**********
"It's working," the dark voice said to no one but himself. So far the plan was working. Make him feel overwhelmed and useless, perhaps also jealous. Yes, make him jealous of someone he cares about. Jealousy was a hateful and powerful word. You could even kill with a jealous mood.
"Milord I've finished your mission," came from one of his loyal minions. The Digimon came into the small light that came into the dark room. There you could see Davis' teacher transform into his Digimon form.
"Good."
**********
"How about ice cream for dessert, Jun?" Demiveemon asked. He was on top of her head holding on to her hair for dear life while she was fumbling for her keys.
"No we ran out of that."
"Oh."
Jun opened the door and Demi jumped from her head to the kitchen table. She saw the light blinking from the answering machine button and walked over to it. She pushed the button and awaited the message.
~Beep~
"Hi this the principle of Odaiba High School and I'm calling about the behavior of Davis Motomiya. Apparently he spoke out against a teacher, ridiculing his methods and daydreaming. But what I'm most concern about is that he walked out of school. I'm hoping that there are no problems at home but I will greatly appreciate if you call me at 9*********. Thank-you."
~Beep~
"Arrgh!" was the only sound that was heard as a fist collided with hardwood. Jun was in short, pissed. Her only brother just cut class and to make it worse she just found the broken glass from the lamp Davis broke. But beneath that anger was worry. She knew about the nightmares, the bruises, the stress, but it wasn't this bad. Or so she thought. She could hear the screams coming from his room, as dimmed as they were.
She wanted to help. She needed to.
**********
~Flashback~
"I know your secret boy," Myotismon said with a hint of malice in his voice. "You're stronger than the children I've seen, perhaps stronger than the eighth child."
"I felt you coming," the little boy spoke defiantly with courage. "I saw you, and I wasn't scared. I'm still not." His eyes narrowed in anger. "You'll fall. You'll become bigger and stronger first, but eventually you'll fall. I've seen it."
"You lie," Myotismon said.
"No."
"If I die, I will come back," the irate Digimon said, anger growing.
"I know. I've seen that too," the boy told him.
"I will get revenge on you.. You are my downfall aren't you?"
"Yes. You'll come once again, a third and last time, just for me and the world," he told bravely. He never knew the pain that would come from that brief moment with the vampire Digimon or the heartache. The little boy looked at the floor refusing to look at Myotismon. He was, though he would never admit it, afraid of him, and the cruel acts he might inflict on himself, or his family. His fears came true when the Digimon summoned one of his most deadly attacks- Crimson Lightning.
"I guess that I'll just get rid of you now," he chuckled. He raised his arm preparing to strike the boy. "Crimson Ligh......"
"Master I've found the eight child!" came the voice of Demidevimon.
Now there was a dilemma. Destroy the one who foretells of his doom or kill the eighth child. "Arrg, I'll deal with you later," he yelled withdrawing his attack and summoning the Bakamon to take him back to the others.
~End~
**********
Davis sat down on the park bench wondering what was wrong with him. "I am such a dumbass." He mumbled to himself. He didn't know what possessed him to say those words but something was urging him to. "Do it. Make him pay for the humiliation you suffered," the voice whispered.
"Excuse me," a little kid said. "Could I borrow some money for ice cream, please?"
"Sure kid," Davis sighed. As he was handing the money, his hand brushed against hers. He saw terror run through whole cities, fire destroying forests, and tears coursing through her innocent face as she stood in an empty street with blood smeared over her face. Davis instantly drew his hand back. He was shivering and a little more than frightened. "Be careful, ok?"
The little girl nodded and gave a smile to Davis which seemed to brighten his day a little. She then ran off towards the cart. "And I'll be careful too," was the whispered reply.
**********
Davis came home around 5 where he was met with his sister's angry screams. He blocked her out of course. He didn't need this now. He just wanted to be a normal Daywalker where his only problem was his next feeding. Speaking of that.
"When are we feeding?"
"What?"
"Feeding," he said drifting away from this world mentally.
"I guess the weekend, but Davis please I'm worried about you," Jun pleaded. "What's wrong?"
"Yeah, c'mon Davis," Demiveemon said.
"Nothing ok!" Davis snapped. "Nothing." He went to his room and slammed the door shut. He fell on his bed, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulder. "Why me?"
And a voice seemingly from no where answered, "Why not you?"
**********
End chapter
The Prophecy Chapter 3- Pain and Darkness-
The air was stale and smelt of death. You could hear the screams of both human and Digimon alike. You could also hear those of vampires. "Do you yield?" a dark voice came. In the middle of the room there was a young man with raspberry hair lying on the floor in pain. Sweat was forming on his brow as yet another wave of pain racked his body. And yet he refused to scream.
"Listen you psycho scum of the Digital World, I don't care how much pain you put me through but I am not going to give up and give you my powers!" he screamed.
The boy tried to stand up but was instantly hit on the head by a blow from Ladydevimon. He fell back on the floor holding his head protectively. "You will not move unless Master tells you to."
With defiance in his eyes he smirked at her. "And I thought you were a freelance Digimon." Ladydevimon scowled and rewarded him with a kick to the gut. After the attack he moved his hands from his head to his stomach. Davis once again refused to scream. He was too stubborn and courageous to.
"Stop!" was the one word that convinced the angry Digimon from killing the Daywalker. "Let's try another way to convince him to join our side." Instantly intense pain wracked his body as scenes of torture and blood invaded his mind. People being shot, murdered, and raped were just a few of the evils he just saw. Wounds suddenly formed on his arms and legs and blood came forth. The screams grew louder and voices whispered about doom until they grew louder and became too unbearable to handle. Hot tears rippled their way down Davis' face as he suddenly felt his self-control diminishing. But one voice, clear and strong, forced Davis to listen. The voice only spoke five words and yet they gave him comfort and reassurance.
'There is still hope friend..'
**********
Davis woke up from his third nightmare that week. They were all different in general but held only two things in common; the dark and dreary voice that spoke only of pain and malice and the voice that offered him hope and strength that helped him survive. He looked at the clock that was on his nightstand. It read 3:40, too early for a respectable member of society to be awake. Too bad he wasn't a respectable member of society. His eyes unconsciously went to the book of prophecies that was next to his clock.
'Well I'm not going to sleep anymore. Why not?'
He took the book from his nightstand and opened to the page where the bookmark was. "I guess since I'm getting these stupid nightmares I'm the one who'll stand out," he whispered, careful not to wake up Demiveemon.
**********
"Please open your textbooks to page 292 for.." the teacher droned on and on for what seemed like eternity for the Daywalker. He still felt tired physically and emotionally from the nightmares. Strangely whenever he woke up from them he felt sore and bruised, though he never showed it. And to top it all up he was due for his next feeding soon. Vampires without blood always weaken constantly and would be useless without it. "Mr. Motomiya are you daydreaming in my class?" the teacher asked with scorn. Most of the class chuckled and some had the nerve to laugh out loud. They were unknowingly fueling his rage.
"Yes."
"Excuse me?"
"Yes I was daydreaming since you obviously cannot teach right!" The look on the teacher's face was priceless. Davis was getting a kick out of this. What he didn't know was that someone else was enjoying this too. Quickly the teacher regained control, or at least tried to.
"Mr. Motomiya go to the principle's office right this instant."
"Go to Hell. I'm going, but not where you want me to go," he said with a casualness that made everyone feel suddenly cold. He picked up his things and walked to the door. And without turning back he left without a second thought. Davis had in his mind that it was too late to ask forgiveness. 'Besides once you live in the dark, you can't escape.'
**********
Tk was worried today. He wasn't in Davis' class when the episode had happened but he heard the rumors. Davis Motomiya, king of soccer, good guy, best friend to all, and leader of the infamous DD, had just told a teacher off and left school without a backward glance. It's not like him to do something like this, Tk thought.
"Hey did you hear what happened in.." Yolie began.
"We heard," came the melancholy voice of, well, everyone.
"I don't understand why he would do this," Cody said. The youngest of the DD had the hardest time understanding the situation. Over the years, the two matured and actually became friends. "Maybe something's wrong at home?"
"No, his parents are on that cruise and they won't be back for another two weeks remember," Tk said. "And besides I've been to his place last Tuesday and Jun seems to be nice to him. It's probably because his next feeding's coming up."
"Feeding?" Kari asked.
"What? What feeding?" Tk said nervously.
"You said feeding Tk. What did you mean by that?" Kari asked.
"Nothing," he said nervously but with a look on his eye that seemed to say 'I'm not talking about it.' "Anyway I'll visit him tonight and ask him about it."
"Why don't we all visit him?" Ken suggested. "I'm sure he'll be fine about it."
"Yeah. Why don't we?" Yolie said. "Besides I'd love to see my ex-goggle- wearing-now-sunglass-wearing idiot of a friend."
**********
"Stupid!" was the first word Davis said as he threw his backpack across the room making it hit the table and knocking down the lamp. He then punched the wall making a nice medium sized hole in it. "Great! How the Hell am I going to explain this!" Feeling the need to just stop and think he left, heading towards the park.
'How did I get into this fucking mess?'
**********
"It's working," the dark voice said to no one but himself. So far the plan was working. Make him feel overwhelmed and useless, perhaps also jealous. Yes, make him jealous of someone he cares about. Jealousy was a hateful and powerful word. You could even kill with a jealous mood.
"Milord I've finished your mission," came from one of his loyal minions. The Digimon came into the small light that came into the dark room. There you could see Davis' teacher transform into his Digimon form.
"Good."
**********
"How about ice cream for dessert, Jun?" Demiveemon asked. He was on top of her head holding on to her hair for dear life while she was fumbling for her keys.
"No we ran out of that."
"Oh."
Jun opened the door and Demi jumped from her head to the kitchen table. She saw the light blinking from the answering machine button and walked over to it. She pushed the button and awaited the message.
~Beep~
"Hi this the principle of Odaiba High School and I'm calling about the behavior of Davis Motomiya. Apparently he spoke out against a teacher, ridiculing his methods and daydreaming. But what I'm most concern about is that he walked out of school. I'm hoping that there are no problems at home but I will greatly appreciate if you call me at 9*********. Thank-you."
~Beep~
"Arrgh!" was the only sound that was heard as a fist collided with hardwood. Jun was in short, pissed. Her only brother just cut class and to make it worse she just found the broken glass from the lamp Davis broke. But beneath that anger was worry. She knew about the nightmares, the bruises, the stress, but it wasn't this bad. Or so she thought. She could hear the screams coming from his room, as dimmed as they were.
She wanted to help. She needed to.
**********
~Flashback~
"I know your secret boy," Myotismon said with a hint of malice in his voice. "You're stronger than the children I've seen, perhaps stronger than the eighth child."
"I felt you coming," the little boy spoke defiantly with courage. "I saw you, and I wasn't scared. I'm still not." His eyes narrowed in anger. "You'll fall. You'll become bigger and stronger first, but eventually you'll fall. I've seen it."
"You lie," Myotismon said.
"No."
"If I die, I will come back," the irate Digimon said, anger growing.
"I know. I've seen that too," the boy told him.
"I will get revenge on you.. You are my downfall aren't you?"
"Yes. You'll come once again, a third and last time, just for me and the world," he told bravely. He never knew the pain that would come from that brief moment with the vampire Digimon or the heartache. The little boy looked at the floor refusing to look at Myotismon. He was, though he would never admit it, afraid of him, and the cruel acts he might inflict on himself, or his family. His fears came true when the Digimon summoned one of his most deadly attacks- Crimson Lightning.
"I guess that I'll just get rid of you now," he chuckled. He raised his arm preparing to strike the boy. "Crimson Ligh......"
"Master I've found the eight child!" came the voice of Demidevimon.
Now there was a dilemma. Destroy the one who foretells of his doom or kill the eighth child. "Arrg, I'll deal with you later," he yelled withdrawing his attack and summoning the Bakamon to take him back to the others.
~End~
**********
Davis sat down on the park bench wondering what was wrong with him. "I am such a dumbass." He mumbled to himself. He didn't know what possessed him to say those words but something was urging him to. "Do it. Make him pay for the humiliation you suffered," the voice whispered.
"Excuse me," a little kid said. "Could I borrow some money for ice cream, please?"
"Sure kid," Davis sighed. As he was handing the money, his hand brushed against hers. He saw terror run through whole cities, fire destroying forests, and tears coursing through her innocent face as she stood in an empty street with blood smeared over her face. Davis instantly drew his hand back. He was shivering and a little more than frightened. "Be careful, ok?"
The little girl nodded and gave a smile to Davis which seemed to brighten his day a little. She then ran off towards the cart. "And I'll be careful too," was the whispered reply.
**********
Davis came home around 5 where he was met with his sister's angry screams. He blocked her out of course. He didn't need this now. He just wanted to be a normal Daywalker where his only problem was his next feeding. Speaking of that.
"When are we feeding?"
"What?"
"Feeding," he said drifting away from this world mentally.
"I guess the weekend, but Davis please I'm worried about you," Jun pleaded. "What's wrong?"
"Yeah, c'mon Davis," Demiveemon said.
"Nothing ok!" Davis snapped. "Nothing." He went to his room and slammed the door shut. He fell on his bed, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulder. "Why me?"
And a voice seemingly from no where answered, "Why not you?"
**********
End chapter