Hi again Thank you to everyone who has read so far in Chasing The Perfect Storm. Here are a few of the reviews.
Lord Pata: Wow! this sure is getting interesting, keep it up my friend keep it up! It was really nice how TK quit to his job, now he can be with Kari checking that perfect storm :)
Kay: YES! Loved it! Please update soon!
kunoichixxkanna: dam! tat was awesome! plz update son
and for pixiegirl100 The reason the story is entitled the perfect storm because for Storm Chasers the perfect storm would perduce even more tornados than the super storm in 1974which perduced 150 torndaos over 16 states.
Warning this chapter does contain blood, and a little graphic parts.
Disclaimer Don't own Digimon or Palm
Chasing the Perfect Storm:
The Inconceivable F6
By FocusR.
Ch. 5 Don't Lose Hope In Me, Yet.
Getting to their feet, Kari and TK ran back into the theater. The storm around them began intensifying as lighting struck more buildings around and golf ball sized hail pelted the innocent ground below. Looking out the windows the spiraling blue and red flashes of light from the squad car bit by bit dissipated into the tempestuous darkness of the storm. "Kari… let me see that… Palm pilot." TK replied as his heart raced, and trying to catch his breath from their narrow escape.
Taking her dripping-wet pink purse in her hands, Kari pulled on one of the many zippers on top. Reaching inside, her hand along with apart of forearm disappeared into the small purse. "It's… in here… alright found It." Kari choppily said while digging though the purse. Then with a quick snap of her purse, she pulled out the Palm pilot, which was in a hard-waterproof case. "Here… you go. Do… you know how to use it." Kari asked in the same heavy breathing while she placed the small case into TK's hand gently.
Taking the small computer TK flipped open the case and tapped the program Kari was last using. "Yep here we go." TK replied as a map of the regional area flashed up on the screen along with three small radar lines form three different radar stations. Painstakingly the lines rotated around the screen. As each line passed an area, it filled in storm cells. The most intense parts were lit with deep dark reds and whites storms. As the radars continued to rotate around, distinct formations of two different bowed out squall lines were heading right in the state's direction, one to the north, one to the south .Over the cities was a relatively small but intense storm. "Squall lines." TK said in a staggered voice while turning to Kari who was transfixed on the images.
Slowly she stuttered out, "Two… two of them. I've ne… never seen two squall lines that intense before in my life or in any book or article. At the rate they are moving they could merge into one Mesoscale Convective Complexes over the Twin Cities."
"Check this none of them have weakened more or less it have strengthen by the night. They must still be pulling from the energy from the ground otherwise they're producing there own energy. Kari go find Patamon and Gatomon I'll stay out here to make sure it this cell doesn't go tornadic." TK replied looking out the windows of the lobby into the fierce raging storm.
"I'll be right back Just stay by the counter; it's darker in here than by the dark ocean." Kari replied while a chill quiver down her spine. As Kari walked off, TK could hear Kari's voice echoing through the empty theater corridors, "Patamon… Gatomon…" After hearing the clap of a door slam behind him, Kari's voice trailed off into the darkness as she walked into the stage area.
Then turning the Palm away from him, TK used it as a small flashlight to light the dark vacant the theater lobby, when lighting wasn't flashing like a strobe in the background. Pointing the Palm in all different directions, the light was quickly absorbed by the deviant night storm. Walking over to the counter the water in his shoes slopped and squished with every taken step. Suddenly the wind began howling around the theater, as every nook and cranny began to shake. Turning suddenly towards the front of the lobby the windows shuddered as the pounded the old building. Slowly backing away from the counter TK turned and swiftly moved to the stage doors. With every step TK took, the theater seemed to rattle looser and looser off its foundation. "O great straight line winds." TK said to himself in a slightly terrified voice as a crystal chandelier above him began swaying. Slowly small clicking sounds bounced from the ceiling, which then rapidly turned, into loud bangs like sludge hammers smashing on the roof. Shit gorilla hail. What else is going to come from this cell? TK thought when he was within sprinting distance of the stage doors. Turning back around right before the stage doors TK saw the windows in the main lobby blowing inward at him. Sending razor sharp shards of glass and baseball size hailstones towards him as he quickly lunged for the door.
"Ah!" TK cried as one of the flying pieces of glass sliced right through his dress pants and into his leg. Sending him face first onto floor. Crawling rapidly towards the two billowing stage doors, the remaining glass shot at him like mini bullets firing from a machine gun, and the hailstones pounded his helpless body. Every piece of glass tearing through his suit coat and pants like a red-hot knife though warm butter.
After hearing the scream and glass shattering, Kari poked her head out of the stage area and into the lobby. Instantly the wind blew her wet long brunette hair back violently as if someone was pulling it. Pushing against the doors with every ounce of strength she had, she looked all around the trashed lobby. Finally she notice a faint glimmering glow from her Palm pilot which was shining where TK was lying face down in a pile of broken glass and hailstones. Looking up Kari saw the chandelier being violently thrashed back and forth, right above TK. Suddenly the wind howled louder than before, pushing the heavy stage door shut. As lighting flashed even more violently over the dark ominous sky, it revealed the battered chains holding the chandelier.
"TK!" Kari shouted in vain through the howling wind and roar of thunder, as she tried to wake TK. Using every ounce of strength Kari had in her, she pushed the heavy door wide open. Running over TK, and skidding to a stop on the loose shards Kari tried to hold back tears seeing TK motionless and barely breathing. Slowly turning him over onto his back Kari could see and feel his warm blood on her small hands. "TK, NO! I can't lose you now." She pleaded into the hostile storm. With every cry, the enraged lighting lighted the night and the thunder roared fiercely.
With all her strength, she slowly tired to lift TK out of the pile of glass. "Come on TK, just hang on." She cried into his ear as she tried to lift his limp body. Slowly the loose shards fell from his suit and tumbled onto the floor. Almost at once, what little strength she had gave way. While Kari paced around TK, a loud creaking erupted from above them. Looking up at the creaking noise the chandelier began to slide towards them. Taking TK's limp arm around her shoulder, Kari began dragging TK the short distance out of the lobby and into the faintly lit stage area on top of the steps. Then running back out into the lobby she jerked on the heavy door. Almost instantly, the door was caught the wind, and flew shut sending Kari back into he stage area. As the door slammed shut a loud crash explode just on the other side as the crystal chandelier came plummeting down.
"Gatomon… Patamon…" Kari yelled down to the Digimon who were sitting in the same chair by next to other. Just then, Patamon and Gatomon came running up the stairs over to Kari.
"TK!" Patamon cried as he saw his pal lying on the ground motionless in a blood soaked shirt.
"H… help me get h… him down to the st… stage." Kari choked as she tired to lift TK again. This time the Digimon joined in on helping Kari move TK down to the center stage where many small candles were flickering dimly.
"I think he put on a little weight since last time?" Gatomon complained to Patamon as she and Patamon lifted from underneath him, as they all made there way down onto the stage.
Once they made it onto the stage Kari sat TK down on a cot, which some cast members had brought out moments earlier. Sarah from the cast slowly walked over to TK and helped Kari by slowly taking off TK's suit jacket, which was riddled by shards of glass and dripping. Once removed, Kari slowly laid TK down on the firm cot. Everyone who was standing around could see that TK was in dreadful shape and possibly was on his final hour unless he had medical attention.
Kneeling beside the cot, Kari held TK's bloody limp hand and began whispered through her tears. "Hold on TK… We've survived worse injuries than this together… We took on the Dark Masters and won… we won TK… I didn't lose you then… and… and I don't want to lose you now." As the rest of the cast began to encroach around the TK and Kari, Patamon and Gatomon stepped in.
"Alright let's give them some space can't you see that TK is seriously injured." Gatomon shouted as she tried to get them some room.
"Yea… what sh… she said." Patamon choked as tears poured from his eyes.
Walking over to Patamon, Gatomon put her arm around her golden yellow friend. "He'll be alright, Patamon. With Kari beside him, her light will keep his soul right here." Gatomon said in a tranquil voice as she hugged Patamon.
Suddenly a white light shined from the deep darkness of the theater and disappeared. Then out of the shadows of the misty theater a familiar voice rang out, "I'm a doctor does anyone need help."
Kari turned in the direction of the voice. "Yes… yes TK needs help… quick." She shouted out between the tears. Then turning back to TK, she could see his chest gradually rise and fall as his breaths became fainter and fainter. "Ho… hold on TK, help is one the way… just hold on for my sake. I love you TK." She cried as she tightly squeezed TK's limp hand hoping for a squeeze back.
"Kari?" the voice replied closer now than it was before.
As Kari turned around to the surprised nature of the voice, it suddenly dawned on her… "Joe?"
As he stepped into the candle light, he walked over to TK's side without saying another word. His blue hair slightly glistened as the candle light flickered onto it. Pulling up a chair, he sat down, and pulled out a small flashlight. Beaming its pure white light over TK, he slowly undid the tattered blood-soaked shirt TK wore. Then signaling to Kari for help, Joe gently turned TK over so he was lying on his side.
Then he turned to his bag beside him and started rummaging through it. After a bit he pulled out a small oxygen bottle attached to a mask and a small tweezers out of his doctor bag. Strapping the mask to TK's face, he attached the small canister. Then he went to work carefully pulling small shards from TK's back and legs. After doing an extensive cleaning of TK's injuries, he un strapped the mask and placed it back into his bag. He then turned to the cast who was still on hand watching over them as the storm continued to intensify just outside. "John; go in back and pull out some of that smelling salt. Sarah; go and find some peroxide. Kristine; go along with Sarah and find some gauze also." Joe ordered as he looked back at TK who was still lying there motionless except for the occasional chest movement.
Getting to his feet, he turned and walked over to Kari who was weeping over by Gatomon and Patamon on the other side of the stage. "Kari; don't worry, TK will be alright all he has is many small cuts that are covering his body and he's passed out. Although he lost a little blood, he should be all right." Joe commented with a calm and collected voice. "Also, we shouldn't need to worry about infection because most of them have already healed. Just give him a whiff of the smelling salt; some gauze around his right leg along with a few of these, and he should be ready to go." Just then Joe hand Kari a small roll of gauze and a bottle of medication. "Just be careful out there this morning those storms are stronger than anything I have ever seen anywhere in the past 25 years." As he finished he walked back into the misty shadows of the theater and disappeared.
At that point, John arrived back with the smelling salt. "Here you go Kari this should help." John replied as he handed Kari the small bottle.
Walking over to TK's body, Kari opened the bottle and took a small whiff. As fast as she placed it under her nose, she pulled it away because of the strong odor. "I sure hope this works." Kari said to herself as she slowly placed the small clear bottle under TK's nose. As he inhaled the potent stench, his eyes shot open.
"Wow what's that?" TK shouted as he shot up to a sitting position on the cot.
"TK!" Kari yelled as she gave him a bear hug. "I'm thankful that you're ok. Joe was right."
Surprised by the suddenness of the hug TK gently said, "I wouldn't leave you that easily." As he returned it, back. When what Kari said finally dawned on him, he replied, "Joe, he is here," as he looked around at the cast who was watching with a confused look.
Then Kari pointed to over where Joe walked off. "He's over there…" She replied as her voice trailed off once she noticed no one was there.
As TK rubbed his forehead, he finally noticed the cuts that covered most of his body. "O man this is going to hurt tomorrow."
"Here take these." Kari offered as she handed TK a few of the pills.
Taking them in his hand TK looked over the small red pills. "What are these?" he commented be for taking them.
"They should dull the pain." Kari replied as she moved over to the steps leading out of the theater.
Slowly TK stood up from the cot; he walked over to the steps out of the theater by Kari. Putting his arm around Kari, he looked up at a small skylight just over the door. Dark clouds and lightning flashes were visible in the distance, as the small storm had finally vacated the area. "The perfect storm is on its way. You were right, Kari." TK replied as he buttoned his still blood-soaked shirt with one hand. Then turning to Kari TK asked with a wide smile on his face. "Are you ready to chase nature's strongest and most wild force?"
"TK when wasn't I ready." Kari replied as she leaned into TK for a sweet kiss.
Just behind them Patamon turned to Gatomon, "I always love wild weather especially when I'm standing next to the most beautiful Digimon." He romantically squeaked as he kissed Gatomon.
Thanks again for reading a quick note a Mesoscale Convective Complexes are when there are a cluster of thunderstorms/supercells that create tornados while a Supercells are individual storms.
Besure to Read and Review and don't forget to review to tell me if it's Teen or Mature.