Rinoa: Hey all, I'm back with the second chapter of 'Red Moon'. But first off I'm going to answer a question from a reviewer...
Puppeh: Did you use the name 'Yutaka' from Tomoki's older brother?
Rinoa: Nope, I just always liked the name Yutaka. It's one of the few OC's names I came up with by myself.
Takeru: Yeah, she's usually taking names from games and anime... Like Aya (Parasite Eve), Alya (Crono Trigger), Cid (FF VII), Yumi (Chobits), Reika (Digimon III, she loves that one), Tai's Sora's and mine. The list goes on!
Rinoa: They're good names!
Takeru: Whatever...
Rinoa: You're so mean to me!
Red Sun: The Capture
By Rinoaheart7
The sun's beams shined into the room of Takashi Takeru as he slept soundly, hidden underneath the covers of his bed. All was quiet except for the slight snoring coming from the small pig- shaped Patamon that was comfortably pressed against his partner's side. The two only stirred slightly when the digital alarm clock on the night post began to buzz.
"Mmm, Takeru," Patamon sleepily said.
"..."
"Takeru!"
"What?" Takeru asked quietly, without moving.
"It's morning, sleepy head; you need to start getting ready for school." Patamon forced his way out from the blankets and turned off the clock. "Come on Takeru!" The little digimon pulled back the covers and Takeru rolled into a fetal position. Patamon hovered above his head, aggravated. "Jeez do we have to do this every morning?"
Takeru finally got out of bed and stretched out his long arms. "Morning."
Patamon just sighed and replied, "Good morning."
Takeru turned toward his small friend and gave him one of his million dollar smiles before undressing. Takeru was seventeen now, and has matured in his appearance a great deal since he was twelve. He was still skin and bones but now he had strong muscles covering his body, giving him a strong look. He now slightly styled his hair so it wouldn't look like a mop of mess; his eyes had also narrowed but stayed the same deep blue they had always been. He was also considerably handsome, and the green school uniform he wore complemented his skin. He finished his morning rituals and grabbed his bag by the door.
"I'm leaving now Patamon. Watch the house," He ordered before opening the door.
"Bye Takeru, see you after school," Patamon said has Takeru left.
Takeru made his way to the bottom of his apartment complex where Iori was waiting for him.
"Hey, Takeru. It's about time you came down here; I was about to leave without you if you didn't show up in the next five minutes." Iori said with a smile.
"Sure you would of," Takeru replied, returning the smile.
Iori had also grown, he was now only a few feet shorter than Takeru. Other than that, not much has changed about him. He still had his soft baby face and the eyes that looked like they belonged to a middle-aged man than a fifteen-year-old boy. He wore the same green uniform that Takeru was wearing. The two boys made their way towards the school while talking about their normal stuff: sports, Kendo, basketball, evil gym teachers, girls.
They arrived at the high school ten minutes before eight- just enough time to talk to Daisuke and Hikari before they had to go to their separate classes. He spotted them under an oak tree in the front yard. Hikari was leaning against the bark talking, while Daisuke was bouncing a soccer ball on his foot.
Hikari was one of the prettiest girls in school. She grew her hair out and it now reached just below the shoulders. She had a green hair clip, which matched the rest of her uniform, holding her bangs back. She wore long white stockings and black shoes. Daisuke' face had matured, but that's mostly it. He was also as tall as Takeru now, but to his dismay he still couldn't beat him at one-on-one basketball.
"Hey, Hikari. Hey, Daisuke." Takeru said walking up to the two.
"Oh, Hi Takeru! How are you today?" Hikari asked cheerfully
"I'm good, thanks. Did you finish your math homework? I couldn't # 49. How about you?"
"I'm not sure let me check," she opened her math book that she was carrying and pulled out a slip of paper. She scanned it a moment before replying. "Nope, I just skipped that one. Hopefully we'll get to ask questions before we hand it in."
"No need sweet cheeks, for I, Daisuke, have the answer." He reached into his bag and pulled out a handful of wadded up papers. "Let's see science, history, Japanese Literature... Ah ha, math. The answer is... 1,058,679 over 7."
"... As I was saying, I really hope she lets us ask questions before we have to turn out papers in." Hikari stated, sweat dropping.
"Hey!" Daisuke yelled. Everyone minus Daisuke shared a good laugh until the bell rang.
"Well I have to go, bye guys," Iori said, walking off.
"Bye Iori," Hikari replied. They all then went to their first hour.
Nozomi sat alone on a sofa in a dark room. In one hand she held a wineglass filled with a red liquid, and in the other hand a remote control which she was using to flip through the television channels.
"What an interesting device... I think my castle could use something as entertaining as this. I do wish I came her later- your days here are so bright." She turned to a male
body that was against the wall in a sitting position. The head was tilted to the side and fresh blood ran from his neck. She smiled and took a drink of the blood she had in her glass. She then went to a window that was heavily draped with curtains and sheets. "It never got this bright at home. I use to be able to walk out in the middle of the day, barely filling the light because it was so overcast..." Out of curiosity she slightly pulled back an inch of the curtain and allowed a ray of light in. When the light hit her, her skin began to smoke. She closed the curtain quickly and turned to her "humble host". "That hurt," she said touching her pale skin. Another twisted smile formed on her lips and she began to laugh at first soft but steadily growing louder.
The sixth period's warning bell rang and almost all of the high school students rushed inside their next class. Takeru was one of these students. He entered his math class, which was also one of his favorites because of 1. He was good at it and 2. Both Hikari and Daisuke were in it with him. He took his usual chair next to Hikari where Daisuke sat directly behind them.
"Hey, guys," Takeru said as he pulled out his math book.
"Hey, Takeru," Replied Hikari.
"All right class, settle down," ordered the teacher who stood in the front of the class. "Before we turn last nights assignment in does anyone have any questions? Make them good, I'm only going to answer three." After he said this around half of the class rose his or her hand. "Alright, Hikari, what number?"
"# 49," Hikari stated simply.
"Ok, let's see... Oh that is a hard one... First off did anyone get an answer?"
"Oh, I did Mrs. Tokuyama!" Stated Daisuke waving his hand in the air.
"Err, alright Daisuke... Go ahead," Mrs. Tokuyama said, forcing a smile on her face.
Daisuke stood up and grinned at Hikari and Takeru before giving his answer.
"Daisuke, I really don't think that was the answer..." Hikari stated.
"Of course it is! I even had Ken check it for me." Daisuke said.
"You did?" Hikari asked, surprised. "Wow, if Ken checked it, it must be right..."
"Yeah, of course, he was talking to Miyako so he didn't really seem to be paying attention, but I'm sure he wouldn't let me down!"
"Just give us your answer Daisuke and stop wasting my time," interjected Mrs. Tokuyama.
"Sorry, ma'am... My answer is... 1,058,679 over 7."
"... No..."
"What?" Yelled Daisuke. "It has to be Ken checked it!"
"Well, I'm sure Mr. Ichijouji has the right to mistakes as much as the rest of us. Now let's see how we got the correct answer, shall we?" She turned toward the chalkboard and began to write down a series of equations, explaining each step.
Daisuke sunk back into his desk, embarrassed. Hikari and Takeru exchanged and gave looks of sympathy for Daisuke.
Nozomi laid on the couch in the apartment, which she had been residing for the entire day. She was positioned on her back and her right arm and leg dangled off to the side. Her left arm was over her forehead, and also her eyes. To the naked eye it would only appear that she was dead and gone. Her body was motionless and her chest was still- not moving up and down in a steady motion as living things do. But this was only the half-truth; she was, in fact, dead but in a different matter. As of now she was only resting.
Sixth period finally ended and now it was time for Taker's basketball practice. He quickly walked out of the main school building and headed across the campus grounds. He was on the way toward the gymnasium that was a short distance from the school. Once he reached the double doors he stopped to glance at the sky that was becoming quite overcast.
"It's getting dark..." Takeru thought to himself as her opened one of the doors and walking in, dispelling the, seemingly, useless thought from his mind.
Nozomi awoke from her sleep and sat up. She stretched her arms into the air and moaned as her bones cracked. She ran her fingers through her silky hair before standing up. She walked toward the window and placed her hand on the makeshift curtain.
"It is getting dark," she said smiling. "Almost time for me to leave and collect my game..." She clenched her fist around the edge of the curtain and yanked it off the window.
She winced as the dim light hit her; it wasn't painful, only a minor nuisance. After allowing her body to adjust to the light she turned towards the dead body on the floor. She smoothed some imaginary wrinkles out of her long black, silky, dress. The dress she was wearing had a corset top that forced a prefect hourglass figure on her body. Her laced skirt fell neatly around her feet. The lace was bunched up in horizontal layers that overlapped each other. The only jewelry she wore was a red ruby pendent that fell just short of her breasts.
"I am afraid that it is time for me to take my leave of you. Much is obliged for your generous hospitality." She gave a courteously bow and left the apartment complex.
When Nozomi was on the busy streets of Japan she began to wander around freely. She wasn't used to being around this many living people at once and these were only the people out of their homes! She shamefully felt the urge to pick a few out for an evening meal. But no, she needed to finish what she came here for. She only wished she knew where to start...
"Now, if I was a child in this world where would I be?" She leaned against a building and began to stare at the darkening sky. "One of the lords of Lartis told me that
these children were the protectors of this world and Phalia's... So perhaps if I create some kind of dismay in a selected area it would drive them out of hiding... But I do not wish to spill the blood of these humans if I do not plan on feasting... But I am sure I can manage to work something out," she took her finger and cut a thin line across her cheek that astonishingly healed itself as her nail went along her skin.
Only a small amount of blood was left on her cheek. She softly wiped the blood up with her finger and stuck it into her mouth to suck. Her red eyes suddenly began to glow and she began to smile.
The high school basketball team was running laps around the court. Most of the players were keeping together with the exception of a few that was trailing a few feet behind. Takeru was near the front, jogging at a steady pace. Truth to be told he could go a lot faster. He had had his share of running from a life and death situation more than most people could imagine that a seventeen year old boy would. He knew the best way to run long distances was to pace yourself, but he still could easily outrun the others- if given the right incentive.
Most of the practice was them practicing their drills. Which, were done decently well but not well enough. Their basketball team was one of the best in Japan, and it also had one of the best team captains, Takeru. To the coach the team seemed sluggish and not able to work together as well as they normally do. It seemed the only one who was doing even half way decent in the coach's eyes was Takeru. So, out of frustration, he is forcing the team to stay after and run thirty laps around the court before letting them hit the showers. They were on the twenty-seventh and were all now starting to tire. Takeru couldn't help but mentally laugh as his teammates were complaining about the cruel and unusual punishment that they were being forced to endure.
"Okay, Takeru one more lap and it's nice, cold, crowded shower time. Geez, we're starting to smell..." Takeru said, thinking to himself.
After about two excruciating minutes he finished and headed for the shower. Once he finished showering he changed into his street clothes which consisted of a long sleeved blue shirt with a green flame in the chest of the shirt. He also wore long blue jeans that nearly covered his black street shoes. As he was stuffing his things randomly into his bag his D-3 began to buzz in his side pocket. Without hesitating he grabbed it and began to read the message that was inside, thinking it was just a quick message from Hikari or something. Sadly, it was not...
Takeru, I was out with Ken for an afternoon ice cream at the park and out of nowhere a stray digimon or something popped out of nowhere! Everyone's here 'cept you. Hurry, she's destroying everything!
Love forever and always-
Miyako
Takeru grabbed his things and headed for the park.
"This was much easier than I had earlier thought..." Nozomi said as she stood only a few yards from the new digi-destinds. All of the digimon had evolved into their natural evolution, all except for Patamon, who was lacking his partner. The park they were in was in ruins. Trees were pushed over and the center fountain was completely destroyed making water fly everywhere.
"Alright, I demand to know who you are?" Angewomon called out to the unfamiliar woman. "I know you're not a digimon."
"A digimon?" Nozomi replied, amused. "Well, of course not, foolish angel."
"Well than, what are you? And what do you want " Ken yelled out, angrily.
"Quiet, you insolent human. You should speak respectfully to those who could destroy you easily." Nozomi said harshly yet serenely towards Ken. "What I am is of no importance of now. All that matters is that I locate the holders of courage, wisdom, and the former holder of darkness." When she said this Daisuke, Iori, and Ken's body froze slightly, knowing of whom she spoke of.
"What could you possibly want with them?" Miyako muttered under her breath.
"That is none of your concern, child. Now, I know they have to be one of you five. So, speak up or I will continue destroying your city." She demanded.
"We'll stop you before you get the chance!" Patamon yelled, who was currently flying next to Hikari.
"Trust me, no one here has the power to stop me... And I do not speak vainly."
"Why you!" Patamon growled.
"Well, I suppose you want to do this the hard way... Very well."
With that Nozomi lunged herself toward Miyako who barely had enough time to flinch before Aquilamon came to her defense. Nozomi swiftly made her adjustment and grabbed the digimon's arm, twisted it in a way that would make the strongest bones shatter. She used her phenomenal strength to throw him into the air. Angewomon was able to fly and catch him in mid-air. Aquilamon then was forced to turn back into Poromon, because of the blow that was handed him . Nozomi then went back to Miyako lifted her into the air with her left hand. Hikari who was beside Miyako fell back on the ground and looked on in speechless terror as one of her best friends was being hoisted into the air by a woman who was maybe only an inch or two taller than herself. Miyako kicked her legs at Nozomi and tried to get her to drop her by her fists.
"No!" Iori yelled.
"Miyako!" Yelled Ken
"Now, for all I know she is one of those who I am searching for," Nozomi spoke to the other digi-destinds. "But I am still willing to twist her head off her petite body, and if one of your pathetic digimon charges me in attempt to save her, I will." Nozomi watched as the children's faces turned from eagerness to save Miyako to fear, anger, and submission.
"No... Miyako," Poromon whispered in Angewomon's arms.
"Now, tell me, which are the ones I search for." Nozomi demanded.
"Don't tell her anything," Miyako forced out. She was already beginning to lose her breath and it was obvious in her voice. The others stood in their place, trying to think of a way to get out of their current position without putting Miyako in more danger or give themselves away.
"I grow tired of this," Nozomi said placidly. She then looked at Miyako and jammed her hand into Miyako stomach. Miyako's eyes widened as Nozomi's hand and a large amount her own blood spilled out of her back, where Nozomi's hand had penetrated. A small amount even splattered onto Hikari who was still on the ground, below. Nozomi pulled out her bloody hand and rose it to the side of Miyako face and cupped her cheek. "Now should I finish her off?" She said grapping a lock of Miyako hair.
"No Miyako," Hikari whispered shakily. "You monster..." Tears than began to form in her eyes. Nozomi was about to respond to the bearer of Light but someone else stopped her.
"I'm the former bearer of Darkness..." Ken suddenly said, stepping forward, trying to hide the hatred that was rising inside him.
"Ken... no," Miyako said before the cordial blackness of unconsciousness took over.
"I am the bearer of Courage," Daisuke simply said stepping up next to Ken.
"And I am the bearer of Wisdom." Iori finished.
"Now was that so hard?" Nozomi stated, smiling. She threw Miyako down next to Hikari, who quickly rushed to her aid.
"I'm not going to let you take Ken!" Stingmon yelled, charging Nozomi whom was standing patiently.
"Stingmon, stop!" Yelled Ken.
Stingmon raced toward Nozomi and reared his arm back for a punch. When he reached her Nozomi was able to quickly dodged and she followed up by flanked behind the digimon. She then grabbed a hold of his wings and kicked sharply at his back, forcing Stingmon to fly forward and for his wings to be painfully ripped out. In mid-air Stingmon devolved back into Leafmon and fell to the ground.
"Leafmon!" Ken yelled, he tried to run to him but was stopped by Nozomi.
"I am afraid you are coming with me," She stated simply and began to slowly make her way toward him.
"Celestial Arrow," came a voice form above Nozomi.
She turned just in time to see a pink arrow of light fly toward her. She tried to grab the arrow but it only burned past her hand and sink into her left shoulder. The arrow dissipated after impact, but left a smoldering gash where it hit. She pressed her hand against her shoulder and winced in pain. Never has she felt that kind pain come from a simple arrow, but she knew that that was an arrow of pure light and she now knew that it was extremely painful to be hit by one. She looked toward the angel that was hovering above her and she saw that the other one was neatly resting on her shoulder. She was about to make an offensive attack before she heard another voice coming from beside her.
"Tail Hammer," yelled the overgrown armadillo as he swung his giant tail at her. She was able to block the attack by catching the ball of his tail. She then used the opportunity to her advantage by spinning quickly, and using the momentum to throw him into the angel who had no time to react. Since he hit her with such force it made them both devolve back into Gatomon and Armadillomon. Nozomi turned back toward the three boys that were trying to help Hikari get Miyako to a safer place. Though, it wasn't easy in her current condition. She had lost a lot of blood now and not only her but Hikari was now covered in it and though she was unconscious, she still moaned in pain every time she was moved. She began to make her way toward them but another digimon got in her way. This time it was a lizard- type digimon that was standing much taller than herself.
"I'm not going to let you go any farther," the digimon stated simply.
Nozomi balled her fist in frustration and narrowed her eyes. "I grow tired of all these disturbances!"
"Vee-" he was about to make his attack but before he was able to two joined fists his him across his face, sending him flying to the side. He didn't devolve from that but from the quick kick in the back that followed when he landed.
"And must you creatures always say the title of your attack before you use it? It is incredibly annoying," Nozomi said to her now smaller foe.
"Veemon!" Daisuke yelled, holding Miyako's up while they tried to drag her away.
Nozomi, once again resumed her initial destination and began their way. As she got closer the others began to quicken there pace, ignoring the girl's whimpers of pain.
"She's here, I have to do something!" Patamon thought to himself as he went along with the humans.
He looked back and saw that the woman that has been after the boys was in reaching distance of Iori. She looked eager to get this done with but it's obvious that she is just toying with us. The fact that their whole encounter with her they were getting beaten and she, at the most, was just getting annoyed angered him. Never before has anyone been able to get close enough to hurt one of the digi-destinds that they were supposed to protect! He had to do something! He knew he couldn't stop her but he had to do something!
He moved in between Iori and Nozomi and let in a breath to create a Boom Bubble. "Boom-" He wasn't surprised that she just slapped him out of the way like a fly and grabbed Iori. She didn't even give Patamon enough thought to consider him even the slightest threat. Where is Takeru?
Nozomi grabbed Iori by the collar of his neck and pulled him back. Ken tried to come to his rescue by grabbing Nozomi's arm. Without their digimon it was up to them to protect themselves.
"Let go of him!" Ken yelled as he futilely pulled at Nozomi's arm.
"Would you children please stop being difficult I am trying to go easy on you?" She replied as she calmly looked at Ken who was a few inches taller than herself. She grabbed the back of Ken's head and slammed into Iori's. The two boys fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Ken, Iori!" Hikari yelled, looking back.
Her and Daisuke was trying their best to get Miyako to a hospital but knowing Nozomi right behind them made it harder. They were both trying to carry her- Daisuke was holding her head while Hikari had her feet. Daisuke knew that they needed more time... He then told Hikari to take Miyako and once they were both settled on the ground Hikari started to drag Miyako away while Daisuke turned to face Nozomi.
Nozomi stopped as the young boy stood bravely in front of her. He balled up his fists and got into a fighting position. Nozomi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as she watched this strange behavior.
"I know I can't beat you... But I'm not going to let you go near Hikari!" Daisuke said.
"I could care less about that pathetic girl, Daisuke. All I care about is you three. Once I collect you I will go back to me world and leave this one in peace."
"In that case," Daisuke said lowering his fists. "I guess I'll just go along."
"Finally, a reasonable person!" Nozomi stated sarcastically, not really knowing his true character. She walked up to him and wrapped her hand around his throat. "Sorry, but I can not yet trust you..." With that she made a tight squeezed and his body fell limp. She then put Ken and Iori under one arm and Daisuke under the other. After securing them she walked away with her prizes.
Takeru ran as fast as he could through the darkened streets. He was now at the edge of the park and he could see where the battle had been. It seemed mostly to be property damage, like someone purposely started tearing things down and pushing over trees. It wasn't until he got to the heart of the park when he saw the real damage: everyone's digimon partner was scattered across the ground, unconscious.
"What happened?" Takeru asked toward no one in particular. A large pool of blood that was a few feet away from him caught his eyes.
He saw that a trail was left and seeing that his friends were not around followed it, hoping that it was not one of them that it would lead to. He was near the exit of the park when he saw Patamon lying on the ground.
"Patamon!" He yelled as he ran up to the small digimon, picking him up into his arms. "Patamon, what happened?"
"Ugh... Takeru, I knew you would come..." Patamon said weakly, then flying out of his arms to hover in front of Takeru's head. "We have to help the others! She's so strong, I've never seen anything like her. How could we allow her to get so close to Miyako? She's so fast..."
Takeru's eyes widened when he finally realized that the blood that he was following had to been Miyako's. "Come on, we've got to help them."
Takeru only had to go a few feet before he saw Hikari cradling Miyako in her arms. Daisuke and the others were no where to be seen. He ran to Hikari and knelt beside her. She was holding Miyako's head and sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hikari?"
Hikari shot her head up when she heard her name. "Oh, Takeru! I'm so glad your here. We have to get help, Miyako's dying!"
"Hikari, where's Iori?"
"She took him, she took all of them." Hikari was about to go on but a voice intervened.
"Hikari, Takeru!" Taichi yelled from farther down the path. He was running toward them with all the digimon behind them.
"Tai!"
"Hikari, which way did they go?" Takeru asked, standing.
"That way," she said, pointing farther ahead. To her surprise he ran off in the pointed out direction with Patamon in tout. "Takeru!" she called, but when she did Miyako let out a groan and Hikari again put her on her full attention.
Takeru kept running down the path and out of the park. He was almost for sure he wasn't going to find them until Patamon spotted Ken hanging over a woman's shoulder. They followed her to a parking garage and was lead to the 3rd floor. The stopped far enough where she couldn't see them if she didn't look. She walked before a stone wall and tossed the boys to the side then lacing her fingers and holding them to her chest. She began to chant words that were inaudible to Takeru's human ears no matter how hard he tried to hear. She then flung her arm toward the wall and symbols appeared out of nowhere in a circle on the wall. They symbols began to glow a reddish color as a dark portal began to form between them. She grabbed the closest one to her, Ken, and tossed him into the portal.
"No, stop!" Takeru yelled as he closed the distance between him and the mysterious woman, holding his D-3 firmly in his hand. She turned to him and placed a hand on her hips.
"More obstacles I see."
"Where did you send him?" Takeru demanded. Patamon digivolved into Angemon and flew between them.
"They are on their way to their new home, and I will not allow you to interfere."
"Sorry, but I'm afraid I can't allow them to make that trip," Angemon said as he prepared for his first attack. "Hand of Fate," he yelled as he sent his fist flying toward the mysterious woman.
She brought up her arms in defense and he hit her. His fist ripped straight through her hand and took her whole arm. The detached limb turned into a dark purplish colored goop as it splattered onto the wall. Takeru couldn't help but look away when that happened, but when he looked back he saw something that he didn't know what to make of. The goop became alive as and literally flew to where the woman's arm once was. It then began to form into the shape of her detached arm until it was completely reconfigured. She put her hand in front of her face and cracked her knuckles.
"Ange... mon," Takeru said with his voice quivering. After all his years in the digital worlds and fighting some of the strongest digital monsters in existent, she was somehow different. He didn't know how, but she was...
"Now, for the last time humans." She said as she ran towards the hovering angel. She grabbed his leg and hurled him into the concrete floor. While he was trying to recover she effortlessly kicked him in the side that sent him flying into the side of a delivery truck, where the steel broke making him fly into the inside of the storage vehicle. "I am not in the mood for any more disruptions.
"Angemon!" Takeru screamed. He turned to the woman, whose attention was now on him.
"Now what to do with you," she said as she moved closer to him.
Takeru's first thought was to run, but now that he has made eye contact with her red eyes it was hard for him to turn away. She was getting ever closer and all he could do was take a few steps that lead him to a thin support beam. When he hit that beam he leaned away a bit, only to be forced back by the woman's strong hands. She had to stand on her toes in order to become heads length with the tall boy. Takeru couldn't help but stay utterly still as she tilted his head to the side and sniffed the side of his neck. He could hear his heart pounding in his head. At this point of time he wasn't sure if he was terrified or enjoying being so close to this woman.
"I love your eyes..." She murmured. "They're like the deepest oceans." She then opened her mouth and revealed to sharp teeth that seemed to grow a bit the more she opened her mouth.
She then plunged into his throat. Sucking until she felt his heart slow and his body go limp. She released when she heard him drop his D-3 to the ground. When she let go of Takeru, his body he fell to the floor. She wiped her mouth and headed back to the other two boys. She first threw Iori in the portal, followed by Daisuke. She was then about to enter it herself until something stopped her and made her look and the fading blonde on the cold ground. She didn't kill him, but he would be soon. As much as she hated to admit it she was regretting her rash actions. Such a waste of a human. She only knew of one way to save him, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to waste her "pure" blood on someone such as he. After turning the thought in her mind she went over to the boy and lifted him into her arms. She knew how silly she must have looked considering how much bigger he was then her, but at the moment she didn't care. She walked toward the portal and after examining his face she stepped through.
To be continued...
Rinoa: Please read and vote: In the future of this story I want to involve a little one sided someone/Takeru. I want to do it with Sora because Sokeru for some reason is my favorite couple... I wouldn't mind doing Hikari/Takeru moment but I really don't like Hikari. Don't hate me! Plus they would make sense more... Well, I'll leave this up to you guys so vote!
So how was that? Not one of my best I must admit, but it wasn't much fun to write in the beginning so I ended up rushing through the rest... I promise the rest will be better! I was just really struggling with this one... Well Tell me what you think!
And since Takeru is pretty much dead my good wolfy friend, Yutaka will be covering for him.
Yutaka: Walks up Hey, read and review or I'll come to your house and bite your throat out.
Rinoa:... Right...