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A/N: Hello again. Happy New Year's to all! Thanks to all who read and/or reviewed my story. It means so much, and I really appreciate it. I know my story isn't the best it could be, but I think that's because I'm a new fanfic writer, and at first I had no idea what to expect, so I just wrote the first thing that popped into my mind. Anyway, I promise that you won't regret reading these next few chapters because I am really going to try my hardest and make them excellent! So thanks again.

Okay, this chapter provides some input about what the darkness and living in fear can do to one's life. (I think many of you will be surprised (or maybe not) to see that you guessed correctly!)

Chapter 3: Distant Memories of Darkness

Suddenly, a voice rose from a distant corner.

"You guys- you guys have no idea what Ken is going through right now. He-he can't make it out alone. He- he needs a friend."

The voice of Yamato Ishida caused the rest of them to turn around in awe. Matt had always been the quiet, lone wolf in the group. So cold and aloof with those cerulean eyes.. And yet, the face they saw before them looked anxious and worried, so they listened to what he had to say as he began to speak again.

"You guys- the darkness- I've been there..I know what he's going through.

This shocked most of the Digi-destined with the exception of a few- mainly Tai and Sora.

Davis looked up at the former bearer of friendship with concern. "Matt, w- what are you talking about?"

"T-there's something that you don't know about me. I-I was in the same position Ken is in right now. A victim of the darkness. I hated to be alone..it hurt so bad. I'm sorry..I was too ashamed to tell anyone of my weaknesses..I'm so sorry," he broke off, unable to look at any of them.

Izzy spoke up quietly, "Hey Matt, it's okay, we understand. But I- when did all of this take place?"

Struggling not to cry, Matt said weakly, "If you really want to know, I'll tell you. You're going to have to understand my, um, situation if you want to help Ken." Taking a deep breath, he said "Okay, here goes:

"Well I'm sure most of you don't know this, but I blamed myself for my parent's divorce. I just figured the reason why they split up was because of me- because I had done something wrong. I mean, they were constantly fighting..and.. I guess I was pretty stupid to think I was the reason." He stopped and remained quiet for a few seconds then continued. "I suppose that guilt still resides within me today.. Anyway, summer camp. I just had one task to fulfill: watch over my little brother. And especially after we landed in the Digital World, I only wanted to make sure that T.K. was safe. Soon after, we all began to receive our crests, mine of which was Friendship. As time went on, I became more watchful and observant of others around me, and soon I became convinced that you- one of you- was out to get me. As situations became more dangerous, I was extraordinarily protective of T.K., who was now starting to grow up, and handle himself, he didn't need me anymore. But I was too blind to see that." He stopped again and gave T.K. a wry smile before continuing. "I-I felt useless after that, my brother didn't need me anymore. I felt like no one needed or wanted me around.

Shocked looks of horror were shown on all of the original Digi-Destined faces. No one said a word for a while.

"You may remember a time when we were battling Puppetmon, when I just mysteriously walked out of the group. I was very confused about my role in the group. Everyone was becoming more stronger, more confident, while I remained the same, unchanging person that I was. And I was feeling very confused about my crest. Why friendship, of all things? I wasn't capable of being a friend, much less having one. Why was I the one given the crest of friendship?"

"These thoughts lingered with me, and soon Gabumon and I arrived at a forest. There, we found Cherrymon, who told me that the only way I could have all those questions answered and become my true self- was if I defeated my enemy." Matt cast a glance at Tai. "It was T-Tai. I h-had to defeat him. I was overcome with darkness, I couldn't think straight. So I gave in. And sometime after that, Tai and I fought. I nearly did destroy Tai- and myself in the process." Matt again glanced at Tai. "I'm so sorry Tai." He started to shake, and soon tears that hadn't been shed in some time slowly flowed down his cheeks from his cerulean eyes.

Gently, Tai put one arm around his best friend. "Hey, it's okay Matt- I-I'm here for you now."

Matt continued, "Fighting Tai was nearly not enough for me. I again became concerned with my role in the group when my crest wouldn't activate, dis- allowing Gabumon to evolve to the next level. So again, I ran off. I was convinced that I was alone, that no one could understand what I was going through. It was then when darkness consumed me. The Darkness fed on every one of my insecurities- from my paining guilt about my parent's divorce, to hurt and rejection from finally realizing that my little brother didn't need me anymore, to my anger with Tai about the decisions he made for the group, to my concern about my crest of friendship and what role I played in this difficult journey."

"All those complex emotions dwelled inside me just started to spill out, but I couldn't get emotional. I refused to let anyone see me cry, to see my weaknesses. But I guess the ironic part about that was, really, all I wanted to do was cry."

Matt was crying now as he slowly slid down the wall, and buried his face in his hands. "I hate being alone."

No one said a word for quite a long time until Matt regained his strength to speak. As Tai helped him up, Matt said hoarsely, "The wound of the darkness never really healed for me. I still feel it's presence, residing in me day by day. Somedays I feel worthless, alone; other days, not quite as bad. But, you see, that's why I need to go help Ken. I can feel what he's going through, I can help him see through it. I know now why I was given the crest of friendship. To be there for those who really need a friend."

He looked at all of them, pleading. "P-please- let me go."

After some time, Davis stood up and clasped one hand on Matt's shoulder. "Go Matt. Bring him back. Let him know he still has friends-he still has me. Do everything you can- just don't give up," Davis said quietly.

Matt glanced around at the others as Tai walked him to the door. His final gaze rested upon Davis, who was sitting in a dark corner, quietly sobbing over his best friend.

Matt walked outside with Tai and turned to face the brown-headed boy. Quietly, he said "Tai, I am so s-sorry for all I've put you through. Thank you so much for being there for me..It means a lot. I love you man." Tai smiled, and responded "I know, I understand how hard this must be for you Matt. But I know you can do it. I'll watch over Davis. You take care of Ken, and bring him back to us." Matt, overcome with emotion, could not say a word. He simply gave Tai a brief hug and a soft look before descending down the stairs to find Ken. Tai understood. The bond between them was unbreakable.

Let's hope we can say the same for Davis and Ken.

To be continued.

A/N: Hey! That's the end of this chapter, hope you liked it! Next chapter, I'm afraid will be shorter, it's going to follow the path of Ken, and where he runs off to. The Darkness has taken him. More manipulation and violence to come.Let's just hope Matt can handle it. Anyway, thanks! The next chapter should be up in a few days. Bye!

-August