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Digimon Girl

(a.k.a Dirty Blondes)

P.S Does any one know Izz'y second name?

Sora stumbled towards Izzy's door. The air so cold, but her skin clammy and hot. She had no idea how fast it came on but it did. She fell towards the door with no control of her actions. She prayed in her mind that she fell on Izzy's door. She felt the door creek slowly. She weakly pushed herself forward and looked towards Izzy's mother.

"Sora?" she asked extremely concerned. At least she realised who she was.

"Is Izzy in?" Sora asked slowly gulping in oxygen quickly afterwards.

"Yes, he's in his room. But he's very sleepy at the moment so don't expect too much." Izzy's mum led Sora into the apartment. "Do want any thing to drink? Or maybe an aspirin?" She asked as Sora's brow furrowed deeply and gripped her forehead.

"N-no. I'm fine." Sora replied as quickly as her voice allowed.

"Ok, just in here." Izzy's mum led her into Izzy's room. In impeccable condition as always. Izzy was sprawled across his bed lazily.

"Hey Izzy." Sora gulped. She was trying to convince herself she was going to be fine. But she didn't believe it…

Izzy looked up. His eyes completely green, unlike their normal brown. The tips of his hair white. Was the same happening to him?

Sora felt that hunger again. She felt it growing bigger and bigger and she couldn't control it. Her mind and body was weak. She looked at her hands which were shaking continuously. Her nails had gone a deep black. What was happening to her?

"Izzy help…" She whispered. She couldn't control her actions again. Her legs turned to jelly, her arms were useless. She couldn't feel anything. Her eyelids were so heavy. She looked at Izzy quickly who had began to look concerned.

"Sora?" He asked, his voice croaky, like when you've just woken up. He couldn't be bothered to move. He couldn't be bothered to get up. But Sora was in trouble… What should he do?

"Izzy…" Her voice now so quiet it was nearly impossible to hear. Izzy began to get up but she already collapsed.

Sora didn't feel anything anymore. Not the cold breeze as she fell, not the impact of the floor as her body hit it. Not even the warmth of Izzy's fingers as he began to figure out what was wrong with his friend. But all she felt was heat. Not warmth, heat. Boiling hot, rippling underneath her skin. She closed her eyes willing it to go away. Just let her die…

Matt turned a corner. He was wearing a scarf to cover the ever growing scales on the back of his neck. The cold air was biting at his cheeks and fingers. He jammed his hands in his pockets quickly.

This was ridiculous. He was turning into a mutant, maybe he'd get some money if he went to a freak show… No can't do that. He'd probably get stolen by scientists and forced to do stupid experiments and be probed and prodded. No he was going to fix this… Hopefully.

He turned another corner. He knew the way to Mimi's place and it was hard to miss. Her apartment was one of the more expensive ones and he actually enjoyed going there. It was nice compared to the apartment he shared with his dad and sometimes his little brother.

T.K… he hadn't seen him in ages. Wonder when he would see him again soon. He hadn't come over in a few weeks now… Matt thought nostalgically about the past they had together, and he was taken away from his brother. But it was better now. He was seeing him more and more often, especially since T.K graduated to comprehensive school.

Some walked past him and shoved him in the shoulder firmly. "Hey what where you're going!" Matt wasn't in a bad mood, he just didn't like pushy people. The person stopped slowly and turned around slowly.

Matt recognised that hair… but not those eyes.

"T.K?" Matt said slowly and walked over to his little brother.

"Get away from me!" T.K screamed and lashed out. He punched out mindlessly and hit Matt's right arm. Matt flinched. Not because of the pain. More because of the shock of his little brother hitting him… T.K glared at him maliciously. His eyes gleaming red. Not the normal sapphire blue.

"T.K? Hey what's wrong?" Matt didn't want to seem upset about being hit. But he was worried. T.K should be home now, eating dinner with his mum. Or Matt's mum too. Anyway he shouldn't be out at night and definitely not out without a coat in this weather.

"I said go away!" T.K shouted again. His voice reverberating off the walls near by. He was hugging his hands for some reason.

"T.K I'm only trying to help." Matt tried again.

"No you're not! You're just going to make it worse." T.K looked away. He didn't want to see the hurt in his brother's eyes. He was angry but he still suffered the classical symptoms of empathy.

Matt was stung by these words and he was now even more desperate to find the truth. "Why do you think that I'll make it worse?"

"Because that's what you do!" T.K's voice shrilled irritably. He was obviously angry… "I mean look at school! I come and you start causing bother! The kid with the stinking I-Pod!"

"Oh… I only wanted one…" Matt shrugged. "I was just getting it without bothering dad." Matt added quickly as not to sound like the one who was completely wrong.

"You beat him up!" T.K shrieked. He was getting more and more hysterical. Every second that passed his blood began to gain more temperature and sooner or later, quicker than he expected, he was going to boil over.

"Self defence." Matt immediately pointed out. "He was going to beat me up when I asked kindly, he said no and glared at me… So what was I supposed to do?"

"Leave him alone!" T.K replied quickly like it was an obvious answer. He didn't know why he was acting this way. Yes he was worried about Matt's suspension but he wasn't that angry about it.

Matt pouted angrily. This was getting a bit irritating. He was getting told off by his kid brother. Wasn't the older kid the one who gave advice?

"Sheesh, sorry." Matt muttered.

"Whatever!" T.K said quietly and began to walk away.

Matt wanted to fix this. He wanted his brother to forgive him. "Hey! T.K!" Matt ran up behind his brother. Before he reached him T.K span around and tried to hit his brother again. This time Matt was ready.

He grabbed T.K's arm with so much speed he didn't even realise what he had done. Neither had T.K. Matt looked at T.K's hands. They weren't hands… They were claws. His nails are grown several inches and were a metal colour. Their looked like knives. Matt shuddered at the thought of those hands going any where near his skin.

T.K glared at Matt dangerously, his eyes narrowing and red. He raised his other hand which was just as sharp as the other.

"Get off me or I'll chop your hand off!" T.K hissed.

"Don't you dare." Matt growled.

T.K looked at him daringly and began to move his hand. As it edged more and more towards Matt's arm, Matt grabbed it too. He had both of his brother's hands.

"What is the matter with you?" Matt shouted.

T.K just stared at him in amazement. Matt's grip was incredibly tight. Matt tried again. "Are you sick… Wait…" Matt thought back to the creature he saw in his classroom this morning. He was turning into it… so that meant T.K was turning into… whatever he saw…

"T.K have you experienced anything strange today?" Matt asked still holding his brothers arms tightly.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" T.K snapped.

"Because if you don't I'll break your arms." Matt felt the strength and he liked it. He was going to use this strength even if it meant on his brother.

"I saw Kari glow, then I saw a red thing. Then I was angry. You happy!" T.K was purposely vague. But it was enough.

"Oh god. I think I know what's going on here. We gotta go see Mimi!" Matt loosened his grip on his brother.

"Come on let's go." Matt said as encouragingly as possible. Since he had just threatened to break his arms.

"Fine." T.K pulled his arms away. But as Matt walked T.K stood rooted.

"Come on!" Matt turned around. T.K looked at him. He was just standing there.

"Ok." T.K grinned to himself. He raced towards his brother. Moving his arm out at the last second. He stopped a few metres ahead. "Let's go." He smiled looking at the blood on his claws happily.

Matt fell to the floor in agony. He was slashed exactly where the scar was from the mutated freak from this morning. His eyes welled up. He felt the cold blood trickle from his open wounds. The blood fell to the floor in small droplets, but it felt like so much more. He turned his head. T.K was gone.

Matt collapsed to the floor. Allowing the pain to devour his senses. He felt the small distant thud of the floor. But then all he felt was pain. Pain through the darkness that consumed him…

Sorry it was so short. I was in a hurry. I swear the next one will be longer!!!

Love ya'll! And also "Ha'Way the lads!" if you can tell me what that means i'll give you a special mention in my next chapter!

Thanks! Digimon Girl (a.k.a Dirty Blondes)