Author's Notes:
Well, I sure haven't worked on this story for a very, very long time! I'm so sorry to anyone who was waiting for me to update, but I just kinda lost interest in this fic. That doesn't really matter though, as I still intend to finish it, soon too, as there are only a couple of chapters to go and I finally have some time for writing! This chapter is just a rewritten one of chapter five which was already posted. I personally think it's a bit better, and ties in better with the next chapter, which is already written. Bye for now, and remember to review!
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Digimon: Digital Monsters or anything affiliated with it! But the fic is mine, so don't take it!
A Reflection of Darkness
Chapter 5. Long and Forgotten
The darkness of midnight hung over the city, it was a still night, one that was both tranquil and peculiar at the same time. Most of the digidestined slept; there wasn't much they could do in the middle of the night after all. And while Tai sat up in his bedroom on the slightest chance that the phone would ring with news, his parents slept soundly, with the assurance that their daughter was safe at a friend's house.
Ken stared up at the ceiling in Davis' room. He couldn't sleep, not when he was probably the only one with a chance of finding Kari. Not to mention Davis' snoring was enough to wake the dead.
'There has to be a way. There can't just be a place with no way to get to it.'
"Well that is logical reasoning, after all that is what you're good at."
Ken continued to look at the ceiling, but his mind was completely on getting information out of 'it', whatever 'it' was.
He sat up from his bed on the floor and turned to Davis, who was still snoring loudly. "Wake Up!" Ken whispered urgently while hitting Davis on the shoulder.
Davis stirred in his sleep, mumbled something about Kari and then started to snore again.
"Would you do anything to see your friend again?" It asked
Ken's mind started to work overtime. 'I guess this is it, there's no turning back now.'
He took a deep breath and gave his reply. "Yes."
"Even if that meant taking her place?"
"Yes."
And as if it were as natural as turning on a light switch, Ken suddenly disappeared from that world.
That Saturday morning Davis awoke. He lazily climbed out of his bed and headed out the hall and towards the washroom and even though he passed right by where his friend should have been sleeping he never noticed.
After a quick shower he emerged from the bathroom, somewhat more awake then he was previously, although that wasn't saying much!
"Morning Davis!" His mom greeted from the kitchen table, where she was drinking a cup of coffee.
"Morning." He mumbled, pouring himself a big cup of coffee and sitting down at the table.
They sat in relative silence for a few minutes until his mom turned to him with a questioning glance.
"Is Ken still sleeping?"
Davis stopped drinking his coffee mid sip and sat the mug down. Everything just snapped in his mind; Ken wasn't in the room when he left.
"Umm, yeah, I think he's still sleeping." Davis then jumped up and ran out of the kitchen in record speed, leaving his mom staring with a puzzled look on her face. "Teenagers!"
Davis entered his room, flicking on the light as he went. There was the bed Ken should have been in if he was there, but he wasn't.
"Oh shit! Does this thing just suck them up like a vacuum."
Rain clouds threatened overhead as a young human lay sprawled out on the sand. After several minutes the youth's head lifted from it's face plant in the sand and looked out over the ocean. The Dark Ocean.
Ken rolled over and moved into a sitting position, looking at all of his surroundings. Black waves lapped against the shore not ten feet ahead of him, and what lay behind was a vast expanse of trees and undergrowth. "I remember this place."
Thunder boomed in the distance, warning of the approaching storm. Ken stood up, brushed some gray sand off of himself and started to walk. He walked along the beach for what seemed like hours, until he reached a series of caves along the side of a cliff. As if on cue the rain started to fall, slow at first, but then turning into a torrent.
Seeing no other alternative, Ken entered the first cave he could get to, thoroughly drenched. It wasn't a very big cave, but it would serve its purpose.
He sat himself in the sandy, center of the cave and gazed out at the storm outside, which was steadily gaining strength. Ken turned around and tried to get a better look at the cave, but it was dark as night in there. Suddenly a flash of lightening took over the sky and instantly lit up the small shelter. It wasn't much time, just an instant, yet it gave ken time to glance at the markings on the cave wall.
'There are words written on the wall, but how?' He thought, and then started over to the wall to inspect it further.
"Hmm, it's way to dark!" He mumbled to himself in annoyance as he tried to decipher what the words said by feel. It didn't work and within minutes he gave in to that fact and decided he'd have to wait for the sun to come out again.
With that thought in mind he leaned up against the wall and was in a light sleep momentarily.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" Ken's head snapped up instantly when he heard that. or more accurately had a feeling that's what was said. He couldn't describe it, but he was certain that was the message conveyed more as a feeling then an actual spoken communication.
Of course when he opened his eyes all logic was thrown out the window.
He wasn't in the cave, or at least not the one he fell asleep in. No, what he was in felt like complete darkness, and it was communicating with him. How, he didn't know.
'This must be a dream.'
"I assure you it is real," was the answer to Ken's thought. A thought, which hadn't even been voiced, almost as if it was reading his mind and answering back without words.
"Leave now! You are not welcome here!" Ken felt it say, and suddenly he was back in the cave with his eyes closed.
By the time he awoke, the sun was up and any traces of storm clouds were miles away. He didn't care though, reading the cave wall was first and foremost on his mind.
Upon more inspection he found out that there was actually quite a bit of writing, some of it in Japanese and some of it in a totally foreign language, one of which he'd never even seen before.
He sat down and started to read, after about two sentences he came to a sickening realization, it was Kari who wrote it.
.
Well, I sure haven't worked on this story for a very, very long time! I'm so sorry to anyone who was waiting for me to update, but I just kinda lost interest in this fic. That doesn't really matter though, as I still intend to finish it, soon too, as there are only a couple of chapters to go and I finally have some time for writing! This chapter is just a rewritten one of chapter five which was already posted. I personally think it's a bit better, and ties in better with the next chapter, which is already written. Bye for now, and remember to review!
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Digimon: Digital Monsters or anything affiliated with it! But the fic is mine, so don't take it!
A Reflection of Darkness
Chapter 5. Long and Forgotten
The darkness of midnight hung over the city, it was a still night, one that was both tranquil and peculiar at the same time. Most of the digidestined slept; there wasn't much they could do in the middle of the night after all. And while Tai sat up in his bedroom on the slightest chance that the phone would ring with news, his parents slept soundly, with the assurance that their daughter was safe at a friend's house.
Ken stared up at the ceiling in Davis' room. He couldn't sleep, not when he was probably the only one with a chance of finding Kari. Not to mention Davis' snoring was enough to wake the dead.
'There has to be a way. There can't just be a place with no way to get to it.'
"Well that is logical reasoning, after all that is what you're good at."
Ken continued to look at the ceiling, but his mind was completely on getting information out of 'it', whatever 'it' was.
He sat up from his bed on the floor and turned to Davis, who was still snoring loudly. "Wake Up!" Ken whispered urgently while hitting Davis on the shoulder.
Davis stirred in his sleep, mumbled something about Kari and then started to snore again.
"Would you do anything to see your friend again?" It asked
Ken's mind started to work overtime. 'I guess this is it, there's no turning back now.'
He took a deep breath and gave his reply. "Yes."
"Even if that meant taking her place?"
"Yes."
And as if it were as natural as turning on a light switch, Ken suddenly disappeared from that world.
That Saturday morning Davis awoke. He lazily climbed out of his bed and headed out the hall and towards the washroom and even though he passed right by where his friend should have been sleeping he never noticed.
After a quick shower he emerged from the bathroom, somewhat more awake then he was previously, although that wasn't saying much!
"Morning Davis!" His mom greeted from the kitchen table, where she was drinking a cup of coffee.
"Morning." He mumbled, pouring himself a big cup of coffee and sitting down at the table.
They sat in relative silence for a few minutes until his mom turned to him with a questioning glance.
"Is Ken still sleeping?"
Davis stopped drinking his coffee mid sip and sat the mug down. Everything just snapped in his mind; Ken wasn't in the room when he left.
"Umm, yeah, I think he's still sleeping." Davis then jumped up and ran out of the kitchen in record speed, leaving his mom staring with a puzzled look on her face. "Teenagers!"
Davis entered his room, flicking on the light as he went. There was the bed Ken should have been in if he was there, but he wasn't.
"Oh shit! Does this thing just suck them up like a vacuum."
Rain clouds threatened overhead as a young human lay sprawled out on the sand. After several minutes the youth's head lifted from it's face plant in the sand and looked out over the ocean. The Dark Ocean.
Ken rolled over and moved into a sitting position, looking at all of his surroundings. Black waves lapped against the shore not ten feet ahead of him, and what lay behind was a vast expanse of trees and undergrowth. "I remember this place."
Thunder boomed in the distance, warning of the approaching storm. Ken stood up, brushed some gray sand off of himself and started to walk. He walked along the beach for what seemed like hours, until he reached a series of caves along the side of a cliff. As if on cue the rain started to fall, slow at first, but then turning into a torrent.
Seeing no other alternative, Ken entered the first cave he could get to, thoroughly drenched. It wasn't a very big cave, but it would serve its purpose.
He sat himself in the sandy, center of the cave and gazed out at the storm outside, which was steadily gaining strength. Ken turned around and tried to get a better look at the cave, but it was dark as night in there. Suddenly a flash of lightening took over the sky and instantly lit up the small shelter. It wasn't much time, just an instant, yet it gave ken time to glance at the markings on the cave wall.
'There are words written on the wall, but how?' He thought, and then started over to the wall to inspect it further.
"Hmm, it's way to dark!" He mumbled to himself in annoyance as he tried to decipher what the words said by feel. It didn't work and within minutes he gave in to that fact and decided he'd have to wait for the sun to come out again.
With that thought in mind he leaned up against the wall and was in a light sleep momentarily.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" Ken's head snapped up instantly when he heard that. or more accurately had a feeling that's what was said. He couldn't describe it, but he was certain that was the message conveyed more as a feeling then an actual spoken communication.
Of course when he opened his eyes all logic was thrown out the window.
He wasn't in the cave, or at least not the one he fell asleep in. No, what he was in felt like complete darkness, and it was communicating with him. How, he didn't know.
'This must be a dream.'
"I assure you it is real," was the answer to Ken's thought. A thought, which hadn't even been voiced, almost as if it was reading his mind and answering back without words.
"Leave now! You are not welcome here!" Ken felt it say, and suddenly he was back in the cave with his eyes closed.
By the time he awoke, the sun was up and any traces of storm clouds were miles away. He didn't care though, reading the cave wall was first and foremost on his mind.
Upon more inspection he found out that there was actually quite a bit of writing, some of it in Japanese and some of it in a totally foreign language, one of which he'd never even seen before.
He sat down and started to read, after about two sentences he came to a sickening realization, it was Kari who wrote it.
.