Disclaimer: I don't own digimon. I also do not own any of the ideas in Philip Pullman's "His Dark Materials" trilogy.

Author's Note: Well, this is the last chapter I have ready to go. It's long and I like it, even though it's kinda weird. Don't worry about the Pullman story stuff. I've diluted it so much that you won't be too confused if you didn't read it. Well, the Final Rule of Storytelling: "Never let the facts get in the way of a good story."

Enjoy. Review. Hope you like it.

The Meaning of Violet

When they all came back through the portal, tumbling out on top of each other, Davis somehow managed to end up on the bottom. Someone's shoe was in his back, and someone else's elbow was in his eye. He waited until they all pulled themselves off him, and then stood up, not feeling too happy.

"Man, Izzy." Tai complained, rubbing his side. "You really gotta figure out how to make that less painful."

They were in the computer lab at school. With the right keys, it was easy to get in on a Saturday. No one was around, so they didn't have to worry about anyone seeing anything weird.

"You guys are gonna have to stay here." Kari said, patting Guilmon and Terriormon on the head. After some complaining, they agreed. They wouldn't be alone, since Agumon, Yokomon, and Gabumon would be left behind as well. They were just too big.

Davis moved over and sat next to Rika, who was leaning against one of the tables. Something about the violet eyed girl made him feel at ease. She glanced over and saw him watching her, so he looked away. He watched Kari instead. She didn't seem to know how pretty she looked in that blouse.

"Don't do it to yourself, Davis." Rika muttered, pushing herself away from the table. She walked out of the room, following Tai, Matt, and Takato into the hall.

Davis chewed his lip for a second, and then followed her out the door as Izzy was opening another portal for Ken and Yolei. Sora came out with him and walked over to the group of chatting boys, wrapping her arms around Matt's waist. Rika was leaning against the wall next to a pay phone that was imbedded between some of the lockers. She was watching the phone with mild interest. It wasn't until Davis walked over to see what she was looking at, that he realized that Demiveemon was hanging up the phone. The little cynodont looked up at him.

"Who'd you call?"

"I called home. Nobody answered." There was a touch of sad fear in his eyes.

"Jun's probably busy with something." Davis said as if nothing was wrong.

Rika was watching the little digimon, and she picked him up and looked at him. After a minute she handed him back to his partner. Kari, Izzy, Jeri, Henry came out of the computer room, walking down the hall past them. They were chatting and asking questions about each other's worlds. Rika set off after them when they joined up with the other four farther down the hall. Davis moved forward to follow her, hugging Demiveemon to his chest.

He was only half aware when they left the school, his mind occupied with thoughts of his sister, among other things. It was bright outside, and the almost noon sun overhead hurt his eyes, bring him back to reality.

"I thought you said the time was the same." Rika said to him.

"Well it is. There's just a seven or eight hour difference."

She walked off toward the receding group of eight down the sidewalk. They were getting left behind, despite that they had been together when they left the building. Davis ran after her and the walked quickly after the others for a while in silence.

The girl spoke up. "So why is the school empty on a Friday?"

He blinked. "It's Saturday, Rika."

"Oh."

They hurried on, catching up with the others after a block, and were walking just a pace behind. He watched Kari talking to Matt about various rock bands and songs. Her smile was so gorgeous. That's when Rika stopped. She was staring down a dead-end alley with a shocked look on her face.

"Are you okay?" He asked, stopping a step later.

She continued to stare. "I have to go there. It's calling me."

"What?!" She sounded crazy.

Her violet eyes locked with his, and he swallowed at the sincere intensity in her face. "I have to go." She repeated.

Renamon popped into view, crouching on top of one of the overflowing dumpsters in the alley. "Let him come with."

She nodded.

"Um, okay." He responded hesitantly after a moment. "Is it gonna take long?"

"I," she paused. "I think so."

Demiveemon squirmed in his arms and he dropped the little cynodont to the ground. "Go tell Kari that we'll be gone, Davis."

He nodded dumbly and ran of after the group. When he tapped Kari on the shoulder, she turned and looked at him strangely. "Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah." He stumbled. "Look, Rika needs to get back and I have to head home soon, so I'm gonna take her back to the school." Wow, you're beautiful. Why did you do this to me?

"Sure, Davis." She smiled again, making her face glow. "I'll see you tomorrow, right? We've gotta talk soon."

"Sure." He responded before thinking. "I'll call you later."

"Okay, bye." She hugged him and ran off after the others.

He stood stock still, absorbing what had just happened and trying not to break out laughing at how happy he felt. Maybe she really did like him.

Then, remembering what he was supposed to be doing, he turned and ran back to the alley. Rika was standing a few paces in, staring up at a big streetlamp mounted on the wall of one of the buildings. There were three dumpsters total, and all of them were overly full.

"Rika?"

She glanced over at him, looking spooked.

"Are you okay?" He asked, walking forward and touching her arm.

"I just," she hesitated, looking around the place. "dreamed this today."

"You what?"

"Look, I can't explain it." She said, grabbing his arm and leading over to the last dumpster. "But I dreamt there was a rip right here."

And there was. The yellow sunlight streaming down from overhead sparkled along it's edges as they flickered. Through it there was a plain white wall, in stark contrast to the crumbling brick of the building behind the rip.

"No way." Davis pulled back and stared at her. "No way. How did you know that was here?"

She blinked at him. "Do you wanna come through and check it out with me?"

He stopped, unable to speak with surprise.

"Well?" She asked.

"Sure." He said. "No, wait. We don't know the time pattern. We could be gone for years."

Rika bent down and picked up a bottle cap, tossing it at the rip. It passed through and continued on it's path at normal speed.

"Okay." Davis said. "But..."

"Are you coming or not?" She asked, stepping through the rip and looking back at him.

He hurried in after her, snatching up Demiveemon, and found himself standing in a long white hallway. There were grayish doors along the walls occasionally. The rip was pushed up against one side, and the floor on this side was about a foot lower than on the other.

"Now what?" He asked Rika.

"Shhh." She whispered, staring up the hallway. Her eyes were unfocused and she looked unsteady, like she was about to pass out.

"Are you okay?"

She reached out a hand and grabbed his forearm, leading him gently after her as she walked down the hall. She moved like she was in a daze.

"Rika?"

"Shhh." She repeated in a whisper. "I'm seeing things over my vision." She pointed at a gray door near the end of the hall. "Two men are going to come out of that door. They shouldn't see us."

She looked at him, eyes still unfocused, and then headed toward the door, pulling Davis behind her. They passed it and she pushed through two swinging doors at the end of the hall. Behind those was the ground floor of a stairwell. Rika turned him around and made him look through the window in one of the doors.

"Look." She whispered.

He did, and after a few moments, two men did come out of the door, each in military dress. Rika pulled him away from the doors and then stuffed him into the little alcove beneath the first flight of ascending stairs. She crammed herself in next to him and closed her eyes, leaning her head against the cold concrete wall. Davis's heart started beating a pace faster as he heard the doors opened. Combat boots pounded the stairs as the two men climbed up to the next level and left the stairwell. Rika sighed and opened her eyes again. They were focused again, and she seemed back to normal.

"You okay?" He asked, instinctively taking her hand and squeezing it.

She nodded and pulled her hand out of his, rubbing her eyes with it.

"What would have happened if they had seen us?" He whispered to her.

"You don't wanna know."

"Tell me, Rika."

She looked at him. "I've never seen something that hasn't come true before. Until just now."

"So what would have happened?"

She swallowed and looked away. "Depends who they found first. But we both would've been shot eventually."

Although he didn't quite understand, Davis didn't press the subject as she got out of the alcove and stood up. He followed her up three flights of stairs and into another hallway. She stopped in front of one of the blank doors, hands balled into fists. After a moment of composure, she reached for the doorknob and turned it.

"Right on time."

The voice came from inside the room. Behind the door was a cozy little place, with a fireplace, a couch, and two armchairs, each spaced around an oval mahogany table. Three windows in the walls showed a raging blizzard outside, which gave Davis the feeling that the room was in a different world than the hallway was. Sitting in the farthest armchair, was a man of about thirty, tall and thin with reddish hair. And, as he looked up, violet eyes.

"Please sit down. I see you brought a friend. He can stay. I don't have much to say."

"You're," Rika stared, "my father."

He smiled. "Sit, Rika."

She moved forward and carefully sat on the couch, not taking her eyes off the man in the chair. Davis took the other armchair, glancing between the two of them. He looked down at Demiveemon, who looked just as confused and surprised as he himself felt.

"I'm sure you have some questions." The man said.

"Where did you go?" She asked instantly. "Why did you leave?"

He smiled again. "I left because I had to. I've been many places."

"And mastered the art of vagueity during your travels." Said a female voice from behind the chair.

Davis's eyes widened as he saw a full sized cheetah step out from behind it and come to sit at it's side. The man placed a hand on the big cat's head.

"Of course, Kamira. But what can I say without spoiling the process for her?"

A strange feline smile touched the cheetah's lips. "Tell her what she needs to know."

"Very well." He said, leaning forward to look his daughter in the eyes. "I have been given a gift. Because of your presence here, I see you have too. You see the future, don't you?"

Rika swallowed nervously and then nodded.

"There are three factors that enhance this ability. The first allows one to have it. The second gives one a clearer picture. The third grants perfect understanding of the visions. You have only one at the moment. Can you guess what it is?"

She stared at the table for a moment, thinking, and then shook her head.

"Your eyes." Davis whispered.

The man smiled. "Yes. And the second," he said, placing his hand on the cheetah's shoulder, "Is granted by a true understanding of yourself. Of your soul."

"My soul." Rika whispered, looking at the big cat.

After a moment, her eyes tore away and she stared at the couch cushion next to her. She reached out and touched something invisible, but tactile.

"Torey." She breathed.

Davis watched in amazement as a miniature lynx instantly became visible under the girl's hand. She reached out and picked the cat up, hugging it to her chest.

"Thank you." She said to her father.

"You're welcome." Kamira replied. "Now go. You should get back to your friends."

Rika stood and took a step toward the door. Davis got up to follow her but she stopped, hand on the doorknob. She turned back to the man.

"What's the last factor?" she asked.

"You'll find it." The cheetah replied.

She nodded and turned the knob. Davis followed her out into the white hallway as the man in the room stood and came to the door. Rika turned back to him again.

"But, what's your name?"

He smiled. "That's for you to find. When you do, we'll meet again."

With that he closed the door, leaving Rika staring at it's gray surface.

"Wait." She said, reaching out and taking the doorknob to open it again. But when she did, it was just a plain white room.

She sighed and closed the door again, turning to walk back to the stairwell. Davis followed, watching the cat she held in her arms. She pushed through the doors to the stairs.

"Hey! Freeze." Yelled a man in military dress, standing at the top of a flight of stairs one floor higher. He pulled a pistol and aimed it at them.

Rika moaned fearfully and grabbed Davis's arm, pulling him after her as she raced down the stairs away from the man. A shot rang out behind them, making them run faster down three flights and out of the stairwell. Combat boots continued to pound down stairs after them, as they raced down the hallway toward the rip. Rika crawled through it first, closely followed by Davis. He peeked back in and caught a glimpse of the soldier coming down the hall.

Rika pulled him away from the rip. "Give me your digivice."

Her eyes were slightly unfocused again, so he reached in his pocket and handed it to her, knowing she would know what to do. She took it and pressed some of the buttons until a dagger of bluish energy shot out of the top. Inserting the beam into the rip, she hit another button, and the flickering edges of it snapped shut around the blue energy. She handed the digivice back to him and let out a long sigh, turning around and leaning against the wall.

"How did you know how to do that?" He asked.

She just looked at him.

"All right, I know you saw it, but what is it like?"

She chewed her lip, hugging the lynx to her chest. "I can't really explain it. I don't wanna talk about it now, anyway. It makes me tired."

Davis opened his mouth to say something, but his phone suddenly rang, the music echoing off the alley walls. He dug it out of his pocket and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Davis, I need you to do something for me."

"No way, Jun."

"I need you to go pick up some drugs for Mark. You can get them outside the store down the street from our building. Tell the guy out front you're Mark's guy. He knows who you are anyway."

"No way, Jun. I'm not gonna do that for you again." He tried to keep the emotion out of his voice.

"You don't, and I'll tell dad you're smoking dope." She threatened.

"He won't believe you."

"He will once he sees the stash under your bed."

"What?" He turned away from Rika and walked a few steps toward the other wall. "There's nothing like that under my bed."

"There will be if you don't do this, Davis." There was a sneer in her voice. "And Mark will be pretty pissed too."

Davis swallowed, trying not to think about what Mark could do to him. He was silent for a long time, thinking of ways to get out of this.

"Fine." He eventually spat.

"Great," she said. "I'll see you in a while. Maybe I'll even let you sleep at home tonight."

She hung up and he brought the phone down, pushing the off button. He stood there for a while, trying to get a hold on his emotions. Then, without really thinking, he hurled the phone at the wall behind him. Where Rika promptly caught it, her arm outstretched and ready. He turned back to her and stared at the cell phone in her hand, unable to explain his outburst. Then, realizing that a tear was sliding down his cheek, he wiped it away and walked out of the alley, not waiting for Rika to follow. After two blocks of walking off pent up emotion, he stopped to wait for a red light. Rika stepped up next to him, hands in her pockets and the lynx nowhere in sight. She said nothing as they stood there, letting him compose himself in peace. When the light turned green, they went across the street and Davis was glad for her silent presence.

Post Script: Aw. Aw. Good ending. But anyway, I'm sorry if it doesn't exactly portray the worry he feels about Jun. Next chapter will be more light-hearted. I think. Which brings me to the fact that I don't know what should happen next. Got suggestions? Please review. Thanx.

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