The Sickness United
Seine: Now it's going to get freaking confusing.... Even for me...
"My daughter. Oh have I watched you for years. No, you are not hallucinating. I am wearing no such façade. Do not try to abrade this memory. Cherish it. You are indeed Compos Mentis. This fool, unfortunately in loco Parentis, fathered you. But he's hurt you, my precious daughter. What a heinous fool... It's almost and ignominy that your beautiful mother had to deal with this thing...
"You are bound to the fact that one day you will raise an insurrection again MaloMyotismon. You may never remember this conversation. What you have been through is worse then a maelstrom. This man is a misogynist. That's why he doesn't hit your half-brother. I'm surprised you haven't exploded like a Molotov cocktail. One day you will rip the myocardium right out of him. Your myopia can't stop you... Your mind will one day remember the necromancy that you were born with.
"Forget about the Neurosis you may feel at times... Your leader qualities will flow through your veins and be as addicting the nicotine in those god awful cigarettes. Never be of non compos mentis. Never be a nonentity. Stand out in the crowd. You will meet one of obdurate nature, who will obfuscate your life. Do not cast them away like everyone else denies to have done so. Do not be a pacifist. Think nothing of paranoia, for I will be watching over you forever.
"You will be the pariah. At times, think in pensive nature. Do not fall into perdition. Do not perish without a grand battle. Let your heart not fall into permafrost. Always look for the phosphorescence. Let your love and sincerity spread like a plague. You may not believe it, but you are the quintessence of pulchritude. Listen to the qualms that occur for they are extremely valuable. Be not quiescent. Try not to by quixotic, or rabid unless for battle.
"They are all rancid. Here is a rapier, use it against the evil, the miscreant, the recreant. Its energy will swarm to you when needed. If must, regicide of the dark lords may be needed to rehabilitate the Digital world. One day you will reminisce of this information, and your powers will be revived. This information is sacred. Sadism, masochism, and sadomasochism infected entities may try to affect you your entire life, but fight them of with the rapier. Be a savage; make a salient path of permanent purgatory for the wicked.
"Let your scars heal over. Let your memories be lost. Remember this only at the time of calling. Forget me. We will do combat one day, my daughter, to a glorious end. I do love you, dearest Miyako, but I cannot show this for the fact that you may remember. Goodnight." The words rang clearly in Ken's ears, as Miyako sobbed into his shirt. His arm fell down upon her shoulders, and hugged her close. He leaned in and whispered in her ear.
"It doesn't matter who your parents are, or what has burdened you. It only matters that our future is linked. Always I will be here. We'll find Daemon. I'll set it right..." Miyako sighed, and could already feel the boiling emotion of confusion bubbling within her. What had she done to deserve this? What kind of sin had she committed to earn this hell?
"I'm the daughter of evil.... I'm the sickness.... I'm the one that MaloMyotismon would most likely attack first... I....." Ken placed his finger on her lips.
"Don't speak like that. Never speak like that." Miyako pulled away, though she wanted to stay and believe him. She clenched her hands into fists, and began to scream
"Yes it does matter! My entire life just flipped around within a half and hour, all because of a stupid fear sharing thing! If Daemon is my father, then what am I! I'd be a NECROMANCER!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT IS!?!?!? And it all makes sense! I've seen the dead all my life, and could never explain it..... He saved me..... And I sent him to the dark ocean...." She quieted down to a whisper.
"He saved me from death, from rape, drugs, smoking. He left me for beatings so I could be stronger... So I could survive him attacking us, like a test... He gave me music to relieve my pain... But what was so special about my mother? And what did Tom mean by immortality?" Miyako mumbled, collapsing down onto her knees. Davis sat down beside her.
"You know, we could always take a look at that bass... I still have it, you know." Davis smiled a Davis smile, and Miyako nodded lightly.
"Ok..." She whispered, raising her head a bit. Ken helped Miyako to her feet. They all pulled through the portal and landed in Davis's room. Davis pulled open his closet, and pulled out a large case. He opened the locks, and pulled out a beautiful Rickenbacker. On the back, was an inscription which seemed to move. Miyako read the inscription.
"You've tried to abrade your memory of me. The blood that flows through your jugular and carotid veins is mine as well, filled with the embalmed nature of necromancy. Your memory was affected by Dyslexia, so everything was confused. Backwards. Your memory of me was an enigma, it would evanescence, but it will be eternal." The text suddenly arranged itself, appearing differently.
"Believe not in fatalism, or in façade. Take this gauntlet; it is the genesis of the immolation to the light. Do not believe that you are only filled with malice, for you are no miscreant fool. You've taken down a tyrant, a monarch, and converted him." Once again the text morphed.
"Your enemy is narcissistic, and nefarious. He is non compos mentis. For now, he is nonpareil, but you will surpass him one day. Find the nymph. She has pathos, so be weary. She rests in the land of permafrost. Pay attention to the phantasmagoria. Be careful my quintessence of pulchritude. Remember the rapier.
Love,
Daemon
"Love... Coming from Daemon. I still haven't figured out what this 'Rapier' is. I wonder where it is... Gennai, what does 'pathos' and 'quintessence of pulchritude' mean?" Miyako asked, confused of the words. Gennai placed his hand on his chin.
"Pathos is the power to arouse pity or sadness, and Quintessence of Pulchritude is the most perfect representation of Beauty. He seems very educated. I don't understand, how was he able to bear you, but is a digimon? Could it be that he's not digimon? But he doesn't seem human." As the others were wondering at talking, Ken leaned over to Miyako and whispered in her ear.
"I agree with Daemon. You are beautiful." Miyako went boiling hot in the face, red as a tomato. Ken smiled and moved back. Miyako suddenly began to play on the bass. She went through one by Metallica in a few minutes, then switched to Home by Three Days Grace. After the finishing note, she went freaky style, popping and slapping Fuel by Metallica.
Miyako's right hand began to bleed. The blood dripped down the front of the bass guitar, and began to form words. Miyako stopped playing and began to read the words.
"Your Deoxyribonucleic acid matches mine. Eradicate the pain. Break away from your façade, and be your necromancer entity. If you do not, you will meet Hades face to face. Do not ignore the mural." The blood was absorbed by the bass. Miyako blinked.
"Well, that first really big word means DNA... And a mural is a painting on the wall.. What the bloody hell is going on!?" She exclaimed.
"Perhaps we should go to the Digital world. The old mansion deep within Ice Glacier may have a clue. But let's hear you play first." Ken stated, nudging Miyako.
I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I'm in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight
Deep into a dying day
I took a step outside an innocent heart
Prepare to hate me fall when I may
This night will hurt you like never before
Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder
I wish...
I'm going down so frail n cruel
drunken disguise changes all the rules
Old loves...
I Wish...
Greatest thrill
not to kill
but to have the prize of the night
Hypocrite
Wannabe friend
13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!
Last dance, first kiss
your touch my bliss
Beauty always comes with dark thoughts
I wish...
Miyako let the last no ring out. The group clapped.
"Okay, we should split into pairs. Because the Ice Glacier is enchanted, it takes the Digivolution status away, but gives 2 people who enter at the same time a telepathic link, so their voices don't shatter the area their in." Gennai explained, and then disappeared. Ken yawned, and pointed his finger randomly.
"Cody is with Takeru, Kari with Davis, and I'll be with Miyako. Meet you all there." Ken quickly divided the group. The first 2 groups left, leaving Miyako and Ken sitting on Davis's bed.
"What will become of me? Daemon is my father... What made my mother love him? And is she even my mother? I'm too confused..." Miyako sat up straight as she felt Ken's hand curl through her hair, and she heard him inhale the scent of her neck, feeling his warm breath across her neck. His other hand rested on her knee. She could almost feel his words as they glided across her neck.
"I won't let anything happen to you, Miyako. I could smell you forever, you smell like the last bloomed lavender deep within the Ice Glacier..." Miyako went tomato faced again.
Is this actually happening? What's with Ken ever since we found out about Daemon? We should get going.... Oh, but I don't want to leave... Miyako thought, standing up slowly. Ken followed her up, keeping his face in the crook of her neck.
"Ken... I think we better get going." Ken sighed, and opened the portal. They were pulled through the portal, and hey landed in front of a large mansion made of ice.
Miyako stood up, dusting off her knees. She could have screamed at her attire.
Seine: CLIFFHANGER!! BWHAHAHA!! R&R!