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AN: Hey, look! I didn't think I would continue this (it worked rather well as a one-shot), but I am! I actually wrote another chapter. It may be crap, but I don't care right now. I'm too thrilled that I actually managed to write anything!!!

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The wind was back, and it had blown the waves into a furry. A storm was coming, but Ken didn't move to escape it. There was no point. He had no where to go, not on this island. Instead, he simply watched the waves come up and grab at his ankles, trying to pull him into the ocean. The wind tried to help, blowing at him from all sides, trying to force him into the dark waters, and he offered little resistance. Within seconds, the boy was knee deep in the beckoning black, and moving forward.

"Wake up!"

Ken bolted upright, a stab of pain shooting through his head as he did. Around him, he heard various gasps and shout of surprise, and he brain gradually processed the individual voices of the digidestined. With that realization came the instantaneous order: flee! Without even opening his eyes he could pinpoint their exact location around him. Light was standing a few paces to his left, likely with her hands over her mouth to muffle her surprise. Directly beside her was Hope, probably glaring at him. Love was crouched – not sitting, for sure – to his right, just out of arms reach. Courage was behind him, kneeling and leaning forward, judging from how loud his voice had rung in the genius' ears.

Four digidestined. That left…

Knowledge.

The youngest of the digidestined was standing in front of him. Likely, he'd been kneeling before Ken woke up and startled him. He'd been the one, Ken knew, that had shaken him and yelled for him to awaken. And he would be the first to pounce if the prodigy made any false moves.

Ken reluctantly forced his eyes open, ignoring the sunlight that blazed down on his face. There would be no fleeing. There never had been, nor would there ever be such an opportunity for him. Not from the darkness, not from the press, and certainly not from the digidestined.  Not with Knowledge, Love, and Courage all in position to hold him.

Cody's voice caught his attention before his mind could delve into the 'What if?'s of the situation. "What are you doing here?"

"What?" The indigo haired youth took a second to notice the group's surroundings. Hugely oversized, multicolored, soft-looking playing blocks rose up around them. The ground itself was constructed of large tiles made of some sort of plushy yet rather firm material. Glancing behind Light and Hope, Ken could make out small mounds, some of them colorful and others slightly larger and simply brown in color. The boy felt his breath catch as he recognized the place. It was the source of the worst nightmares.

The instinct to flee came back stronger than he could remember ever having felt it as he stared at Primary Village.

There'd be no point in that, now would there?

Ken flinched. Please, not now, he begged silently, already aware that the digidestined were becoming impatient waiting for an explanation from him.

You'd have nowhere to go.

Leave me alone.

"Emperor," Cody called, gaining the older boy's focus again. "Are you planning on ignoring me? What are you doing here?"

What are you doing here?

An angry glare quickly settled in on Ken's face. Oh, shut up! You know perfectly well I didn't come here on my own.

What's wrong? the voice asked innocently. Why aren't you answering me, Kenny-boy? Can you even hear me?

Don't you dare… Ken pulled out of his silent conversation fast enough to dodge a hand that came swinging at him from his right. jerking his head in that direction, he watched the Child of Love sit back on her heels and scowl at him. "What…?"

"Just because you're mad at us doesn't entitle you to be rude to him," the girl declared, sounding every bit furious, and Ken had to fight the desire to shrink away from her. "He just asked you a simple question that you obviously have no answer to, which is fine. The fact is, Ken Ichijouji, that you have no business here."

Kenny-boy! the voice called, suddenly loud enough to make Ken wince in pain. Then slightly louder, it added. You're not good enough!

Shut up!

"You have no right to be here."

You're tainted!

Stop!

"No one wants you here, so get out!"

You're an abhorrent monster! You always have been and you always will be! Nothing will ever change what you are! You're scum. You're filth! You will never be good enough!

"Stop it!" Ken cried, pulling his legs up to his chest and grabbing his head in his hands in sudden agony. Pain ripped through him and spots danced across his vision as the voice continued to shout at him, louder and louder than he'd ever heard it.

Around him, he wasn't aware of the digidestined pulling back in shock. Even Davis scampered away from the former Digimon Emperor, opting to craw in a circle around him to stand with Yolie and Cody. TK and Kari stayed where they were, a safe distance away from Ken. Hawkmon, Armadillomon, Veemon, Gatomon, and Patamon took up defensive positions in front of their respective partners, but even they were slightly frightened by the boy's sudden outburst.

Completely oblivious to their fear, Ken began to shake as the pain in his head got worse and the voice became louder still. Tears began to sting at the back of his eyes, and he didn't try to suppress them. "Stop it," he begged, unaware that he was even talking. "Stop it. Get out of my head. Please!"

AN: smiles head off I'm happy. ^_^ Are you happy? Are you satisfied with this chapter (as in "was it good?", not "that's all I'ma do")? Do you like my attempt at Ken torment? …I do. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! still grinning head off

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