Chapter 5
*Authors note: This chapter was written by none other then Lisa her self.
I'm not kidding... Lost Soul a.k.a. Lisa wrote this. I didn't write this
chapter, she did. Expect more chapters from her in the future. Also she
used italics a lot and I don't know how to make it look like italics on Fan
Fic. So if you see a /.../ it means those words in between are in italics.
BTW... I was making a joke with the chapter name... she doesn't die.*
Okay, so I had to admit I was having a lot of fun being in another world until I was beaten up by the meanest person in Diecotra, but you know, that's my life. and that also comes from being friends with Joan. I was outside that council's room, sitting on the ground waiting for everyone to come out. My leg was giving some problems so I had to rest it. My head was getting better, but not that much better. Every time I saw my leg, walking stick, or a reflection of myself, I kept seeing myself, running against Lokimon, just trying to be brave, and stick up for my friends. He didn't seem that threatening, at least not at first, and now, I was scared of another battle. I was so close to death before, how close would I get the next time? Or the time after that? I heard the door open and the familiar footsteps of Joan walking over to me. I didn't hear D'Artagnan's footsteps behind her, so I figured it was time for a good conversation, a friend to friend conversation. That was something we hadn't had in awhile. At least, not since D'Artagnan came to Ohio. She paused beside me, and I was unsure how to start the conversation. So, I decided to start it light, or as light as I was capable these days.
"You know, I've never quite fully understood what this does," I held it up for her to see. "I mean, one minute I was alive and well, and the next I wasn't, with Aramis showing up, and me having this. It's all so strange, knowing you should be dead, and yet you're not, and then putting that on top of all this," I waved to the city of Diecotra, and the buildings did remind me so much of home, and there was a jolt of pain in my heart. "I mean, I'm trying to learn, but I'm having a hard time."
I was hoping she wouldn't get mad at me for bringing up such a dumb topic when there was a world to save, a world we /had/ to save or else the world that I knew would be in danger. I tried to keep my mind away from that. I tried to keep it away, because if I didn't, I would just make myself more scared than I was.
My hopes she wouldn't get mad didn't entirely come true. "Lisa, you're beginning to ramble, stop it." She helped me to my feet, and I didn't bother to tell her my leg still hurt, and my walking stick was becoming uncomfortable. "You do know something about it. You just haven't really taken time to have it all sink in."
I was suddenly infuriated she wouldn't listen to what I was saying, what I was doing. I was trying to tell her I was scared. How plain did she need it? Then, surprised by my anger, I stopped. /It's probably just a side effect of the injuries and concussion/, I told myself. "Yeah, well, whatever," I shook my head. "I still don't know what this D'Arc does."
"It's transforms your partner, your digimon, Aramis."
A wave of horror came over me. I was suddenly back in the first battle, Lokimon before me. One minute fine, the next flying through the air, and I barely felt impact as I fell, dazed. lost. alone. afraid I would die in a world not my own. I tried to regain my posture, but it wasn't working.
"What the hell? Are you telling me I'm going to need to use this.as in a battle? Another battle?"
"You were pretty brave against Lokimon," Joan whispered. There was silence, and once again, my mind wandered back to just a few days before. To the nightmare that had become reality. I knew then that Joan knew that I was scared, and I knew we all were. Not necessarily about death, but about all the strange things that we were unfamiliar with here in this world.
"It's not that I'm brave or anything, or gung ho, it's just that at that moment in time I had to be, I was mad, and when I'm mad, I like to take some action," I said, trying to sound confident, but not achieving my goal. My voice went to a voiceless whisper towards the end, as I added, "the nightmares.."
I wondered if Joan would press me for the information about that. I didn't know if I wanted to tell her about my nightmares. They were, after all, not real. But I couldn't keep out the fact that Joan fell down, feet away from me saving her, Aramis, despite only knowing her shortly, falling, not to death, but to something else, and everyone else who came here to Diecotra falling to. All around me, and there was Lokimon, laughing, laughing. and there we Ed. in the distance. I shook my head again. They were just dreams, and Joan is staring. "So, what about Ed, huh?"
"Yeah, what about him," She agreed. "What do you think?"
"Me? Personally?" She nodded her head, and I took a deep breath and continued. Okay, so I had had a little time to think about this topic. All those nights I wasn't allowed to eat had to amount to something.
"Well, me, I'm a pessimist, everything is bad. So, Ed? I think he made a pact with Lokimon. I think that maybe Lokimon played a key role in kicking D'Artagnan out of Diecotra in the first place, in search of a tamer. I don't think it was expected that he should return so soon. So, now that he's back, he's screwed. Lokimon was supposed to have supreme, overruling power by now. What else is odd, and I think will play in his plan, is that he has Porthos as a partner, who just so happens to be D'Artagnan's wife. Some time down the road, there may be a battle. And if Ed feels it's the final battle, that Lokimon will win and rule, he'll drag Porthos to a spot, and D'Artagnan will follow, watching her, protecting her. I mean, I still don't think that D'Artagnan really trusts Ed with her. Once he's there.well, let's just say Joan, you're gonna need a new partner."
Joan was speechless. "Lisa.very.different.but don't you think."
"Do I think that Ed is just some punk kid who thinks he's better than everyone else who could use a good ass whooping to knock some sense into him," I shrugged. One slap had made him some what apart of the team, but a single punch might do wonders. "Yeah, I think that too." She smiled despite herself. "Thanks Lisa."
"Tamer Lisa! Tamer Lisa! We should be returning! You need your rest!" Aramis was running up to me. I groaned. This tamer stuff was really annoying. Joan held back a laugh. "Tamer Lisa, do you need some help." I, reluctantly, let Aramis help me back to the place we were staying, Smoky Inn. "Don't call me Tamer."
"Of course Tamer Lisa, as you wish."
I rolled her eyes towards Joan and she laughed. There was no humor in it, as far as I was concerned. There was a lot to come, and my leg still hurt. I watched her walk away, and I continued to follow my partner.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Back at the Smoky Inn, I was led in to the dining area, and I was immediately served breakfast by Aramis.
"I thought I already had breakfast," I said a little rudely. I hoped Aramis wouldn't mind, I mean, my leg hurt now more than ever. /As long as they tell me it's not apart of the healing process, I'm okay/, I thought.
"You did, but you didn't eat that much, I thought you were still hungry," She smiled a small smile. Well, that did it, when some one thought you were a real and awesome tamer, took care of you, and served you food at any time of the day, smiling as if they were happy.I couldn't crush the happiness of the moment. I wasn't /that/ grumpy. I finished it happily, then motioned for Aramis to come and sit down across from me. The day was now into full swing, and the sun shone brightly. I soaked up some sun for a moment, savoring life, then turned to Aramis.
"Did you want me Tamer Lisa?" Aramis asked.
I ignored the 'tamer' part, and looked at her. I hoped I didn't look too serious. "Look, back when I got injured, why did you help me?" "Because, you are my partner."
I didn't think I would get much more out of that question. So, I decided that since I was her partner, I might start acting like. A new friend? Right? It was like having a friend? Yeah, a friend that could kill you in a matter of moments. "How many times have you seen battle?" Aramis didn't look like she was going to answer at first. "Not many," She spoke at last. "Only the one where you were injured, and two before that."
"Well, that makes it two more than me," I sighed. "I never got to thank you, you know, for helping me and stuff."
"There is no need for that, Tamer Lisa. We are partners. We help each other."
"Yeah, I know, I know," I felt I had to tell her some things. I had to tell her what I didn't tell Joan. "Look, Aramis, do you know what a secret is? As in, if I tell you something, you won't tell anyone else?"
"Yes, of course."
I leaned close to her. "Okay, look, I'm scared to go back into battle, to have to go against Lokimon again. I don't want to. Once was enough. Every time someone mentions it, I get paralyzed in fear. I just think back to that one time. the only time. that I was in battle. I see myself getting injured, and how close I came to death. I'm afraid to die. I don't want to, not so far away from my home."
"It is foolish of a warrior to fear death," Aramis said.
"But I'm not." I began, but she cut me off.
"But as it stands you are not a warrior, and I don't qualify myself as one either. I too fear death, and those who don't, or claim not to, are fools in my eyes. Brave. but fools. I shall protect you, Tamer Lisa. I shall stand by your side until the end. No matter what ending that might be, happy or sad."
Well, I didn't know what to say. What could I say? Like I said before, it's kind of hard to not like a person who just basically told you that they would give their life, or what ever digimon call it, for a person they barely knew, like me.
Okay, so I had to admit I was having a lot of fun being in another world until I was beaten up by the meanest person in Diecotra, but you know, that's my life. and that also comes from being friends with Joan. I was outside that council's room, sitting on the ground waiting for everyone to come out. My leg was giving some problems so I had to rest it. My head was getting better, but not that much better. Every time I saw my leg, walking stick, or a reflection of myself, I kept seeing myself, running against Lokimon, just trying to be brave, and stick up for my friends. He didn't seem that threatening, at least not at first, and now, I was scared of another battle. I was so close to death before, how close would I get the next time? Or the time after that? I heard the door open and the familiar footsteps of Joan walking over to me. I didn't hear D'Artagnan's footsteps behind her, so I figured it was time for a good conversation, a friend to friend conversation. That was something we hadn't had in awhile. At least, not since D'Artagnan came to Ohio. She paused beside me, and I was unsure how to start the conversation. So, I decided to start it light, or as light as I was capable these days.
"You know, I've never quite fully understood what this does," I held it up for her to see. "I mean, one minute I was alive and well, and the next I wasn't, with Aramis showing up, and me having this. It's all so strange, knowing you should be dead, and yet you're not, and then putting that on top of all this," I waved to the city of Diecotra, and the buildings did remind me so much of home, and there was a jolt of pain in my heart. "I mean, I'm trying to learn, but I'm having a hard time."
I was hoping she wouldn't get mad at me for bringing up such a dumb topic when there was a world to save, a world we /had/ to save or else the world that I knew would be in danger. I tried to keep my mind away from that. I tried to keep it away, because if I didn't, I would just make myself more scared than I was.
My hopes she wouldn't get mad didn't entirely come true. "Lisa, you're beginning to ramble, stop it." She helped me to my feet, and I didn't bother to tell her my leg still hurt, and my walking stick was becoming uncomfortable. "You do know something about it. You just haven't really taken time to have it all sink in."
I was suddenly infuriated she wouldn't listen to what I was saying, what I was doing. I was trying to tell her I was scared. How plain did she need it? Then, surprised by my anger, I stopped. /It's probably just a side effect of the injuries and concussion/, I told myself. "Yeah, well, whatever," I shook my head. "I still don't know what this D'Arc does."
"It's transforms your partner, your digimon, Aramis."
A wave of horror came over me. I was suddenly back in the first battle, Lokimon before me. One minute fine, the next flying through the air, and I barely felt impact as I fell, dazed. lost. alone. afraid I would die in a world not my own. I tried to regain my posture, but it wasn't working.
"What the hell? Are you telling me I'm going to need to use this.as in a battle? Another battle?"
"You were pretty brave against Lokimon," Joan whispered. There was silence, and once again, my mind wandered back to just a few days before. To the nightmare that had become reality. I knew then that Joan knew that I was scared, and I knew we all were. Not necessarily about death, but about all the strange things that we were unfamiliar with here in this world.
"It's not that I'm brave or anything, or gung ho, it's just that at that moment in time I had to be, I was mad, and when I'm mad, I like to take some action," I said, trying to sound confident, but not achieving my goal. My voice went to a voiceless whisper towards the end, as I added, "the nightmares.."
I wondered if Joan would press me for the information about that. I didn't know if I wanted to tell her about my nightmares. They were, after all, not real. But I couldn't keep out the fact that Joan fell down, feet away from me saving her, Aramis, despite only knowing her shortly, falling, not to death, but to something else, and everyone else who came here to Diecotra falling to. All around me, and there was Lokimon, laughing, laughing. and there we Ed. in the distance. I shook my head again. They were just dreams, and Joan is staring. "So, what about Ed, huh?"
"Yeah, what about him," She agreed. "What do you think?"
"Me? Personally?" She nodded her head, and I took a deep breath and continued. Okay, so I had had a little time to think about this topic. All those nights I wasn't allowed to eat had to amount to something.
"Well, me, I'm a pessimist, everything is bad. So, Ed? I think he made a pact with Lokimon. I think that maybe Lokimon played a key role in kicking D'Artagnan out of Diecotra in the first place, in search of a tamer. I don't think it was expected that he should return so soon. So, now that he's back, he's screwed. Lokimon was supposed to have supreme, overruling power by now. What else is odd, and I think will play in his plan, is that he has Porthos as a partner, who just so happens to be D'Artagnan's wife. Some time down the road, there may be a battle. And if Ed feels it's the final battle, that Lokimon will win and rule, he'll drag Porthos to a spot, and D'Artagnan will follow, watching her, protecting her. I mean, I still don't think that D'Artagnan really trusts Ed with her. Once he's there.well, let's just say Joan, you're gonna need a new partner."
Joan was speechless. "Lisa.very.different.but don't you think."
"Do I think that Ed is just some punk kid who thinks he's better than everyone else who could use a good ass whooping to knock some sense into him," I shrugged. One slap had made him some what apart of the team, but a single punch might do wonders. "Yeah, I think that too." She smiled despite herself. "Thanks Lisa."
"Tamer Lisa! Tamer Lisa! We should be returning! You need your rest!" Aramis was running up to me. I groaned. This tamer stuff was really annoying. Joan held back a laugh. "Tamer Lisa, do you need some help." I, reluctantly, let Aramis help me back to the place we were staying, Smoky Inn. "Don't call me Tamer."
"Of course Tamer Lisa, as you wish."
I rolled her eyes towards Joan and she laughed. There was no humor in it, as far as I was concerned. There was a lot to come, and my leg still hurt. I watched her walk away, and I continued to follow my partner.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Back at the Smoky Inn, I was led in to the dining area, and I was immediately served breakfast by Aramis.
"I thought I already had breakfast," I said a little rudely. I hoped Aramis wouldn't mind, I mean, my leg hurt now more than ever. /As long as they tell me it's not apart of the healing process, I'm okay/, I thought.
"You did, but you didn't eat that much, I thought you were still hungry," She smiled a small smile. Well, that did it, when some one thought you were a real and awesome tamer, took care of you, and served you food at any time of the day, smiling as if they were happy.I couldn't crush the happiness of the moment. I wasn't /that/ grumpy. I finished it happily, then motioned for Aramis to come and sit down across from me. The day was now into full swing, and the sun shone brightly. I soaked up some sun for a moment, savoring life, then turned to Aramis.
"Did you want me Tamer Lisa?" Aramis asked.
I ignored the 'tamer' part, and looked at her. I hoped I didn't look too serious. "Look, back when I got injured, why did you help me?" "Because, you are my partner."
I didn't think I would get much more out of that question. So, I decided that since I was her partner, I might start acting like. A new friend? Right? It was like having a friend? Yeah, a friend that could kill you in a matter of moments. "How many times have you seen battle?" Aramis didn't look like she was going to answer at first. "Not many," She spoke at last. "Only the one where you were injured, and two before that."
"Well, that makes it two more than me," I sighed. "I never got to thank you, you know, for helping me and stuff."
"There is no need for that, Tamer Lisa. We are partners. We help each other."
"Yeah, I know, I know," I felt I had to tell her some things. I had to tell her what I didn't tell Joan. "Look, Aramis, do you know what a secret is? As in, if I tell you something, you won't tell anyone else?"
"Yes, of course."
I leaned close to her. "Okay, look, I'm scared to go back into battle, to have to go against Lokimon again. I don't want to. Once was enough. Every time someone mentions it, I get paralyzed in fear. I just think back to that one time. the only time. that I was in battle. I see myself getting injured, and how close I came to death. I'm afraid to die. I don't want to, not so far away from my home."
"It is foolish of a warrior to fear death," Aramis said.
"But I'm not." I began, but she cut me off.
"But as it stands you are not a warrior, and I don't qualify myself as one either. I too fear death, and those who don't, or claim not to, are fools in my eyes. Brave. but fools. I shall protect you, Tamer Lisa. I shall stand by your side until the end. No matter what ending that might be, happy or sad."
Well, I didn't know what to say. What could I say? Like I said before, it's kind of hard to not like a person who just basically told you that they would give their life, or what ever digimon call it, for a person they barely knew, like me.