Ken's voice was the first thing I heard when I peered my head around the corner. It was full of anger and cruelty, basically dripping with malevolence. "Faster, you slackers!" was what he said. I knew this wasn't going to be good, but it was then that I fully understood how appalling it really was.
As the sight before me came into view, I was hardly able to believe what I was seeing. I saw many digimon working on a single control spire. They all looked exhausted, as though they hadn't had a break in hours, which if I had to guess, I'd say they probably hadn't.
They were being forced to lift really heavy blocks and use them to build the spire. And all of them looked like they were in really bad shape, like they'd been beaten severely at one point in time or another. Oh, the poor things. My heart automatically went out to them—the poor creatures.
One of them paused suddenly, obviously trying to build up the strength to move, to continue with this grueling task put upon it. "I said faster!" I heard Ken yell suddenly.
My eyes sought him out, finding him just in time to see him bring his whip down on the back of an already incredibly weak digimon. The poor digimon fell to the ground, recoiling in pain, as I gasped in horror at the sight, my eyes wide.
But even that wasn't enough to satisfy Ken. It was so awful that I had to bring my head back around the corner so as not to look, though the sound of his whip as it struck the poor creature again and again still penetrated my ears. So that was it—the truth, revealed. I finally knew the truth about Ken.
"What kind of a monster is he?" I asked myself. But then I clapped a hand over my mouth and completely froze as I realized that I'd said it a little too loudly, and that the horrible sound of Ken's whip had suddenly stopped.
'Oh God! He heard me!' my mind screamed. I didn't wait around to make sure that was the case, either. I took off, running down the long corridor as fast as I could. 'If I can just get to my room, he won't be able to prove that I was actually there!' I stumbled and almost fell at one point, but I quickly recovered and kept going, not wanting to slow down or give Ken any chance at catching up with me.
I sighed in relief as I reached my bedroom and locked myself inside, though still panting and out of breath. "That's it!" I told myself aloud, making sure to keep my voice at a whisper. "I've got to get out of here. I knew that Ken was the monster I'd sensed him to be. I'll have to escape tonight while he's sleeping; that is the only way."
As quietly as I could, I packed my things and then, when I was sure that everything I needed was packed up, I hid the overly stuffed suitcase under my bed. I would get it tonight when I ran away. But until then, I just had to act as though nothing was different. Boy, would that be hard to do after what I'd just witnessed or what?!
The day seemed to drag on and on, probably because of how stressed out I was the entire day. When dinner finally rolled around, I really didn't wanna be in the same room with Ken, but I had no choice. Hey, at least it wasn't sushi that we were having tonight. Ken finally had them fix something I liked—ribs! Finally, something edible! (No offense to sushi loversâor sushi for that matter.)
(Me: Gasp I want some! That's my favorite! Pleeeeeeaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee!)
There was an unbearable silence in the room the entire time. It was the quietest Ken had been in a while. Something didn't seem right to me. 'I knew it; he probably did hear me back there,' was the first thing that came to my mind, more worried than I'd ever been in my entire life, though enjoying not having to talk to him for the time being.
I made sure to finish my dinner first and retreat back to my room so I wouldn't be stuck cleaning after that "royal" pain-in-the-ass again. (Me: I've always wanted to call the emperor that. Not Ken, 'cause Ken is soooo damn hot, but the emperor on the other handâAhem. Anywaysâ)
Oh man, did that night go by slowly or what?! It seemed like an eternity, waiting for him to finally go to sleep so I could get the hell out of there. I tried to do whatever was possible to keep myself occupied, not to mention calm. And all the while, I was praying that Ken wouldn't come into my room and find out or something like that. And I kept freezing in fear every time I heard his footsteps go by my room.
But then, finally, the time came. I heard Ken close the door to his room, and I knew this was my chance. So, I got my suitcase from under the bed, all the while with one question going through my mind—'can I really pull this off?' I tried to ignore that doubt in my mind as I slowly opened my door and tiptoed out, making sure to listen for any signs of impending danger.
As I started down the long hallway, hopefully for the last time, my heart started to pound in my chest and my entire body was shaking like a leaf. It took me five minutes until I finally reached the exit, and a soon as it was in my sight, I let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like I'd gotten out, that I'd finally escaped, but then just as suddenly, that all changed as the unthinkable happened.
I gasped in surprise and dropped my suitcase. I had almost reached the exit; I was so close. But before I could quite get there, someone I'd hoped I'd never have to face again stepped between meâand my freedom. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, that damn whip enclosed in one hand. "Going somewhere, little girl?" he snickered, and I knew then that this wasn't gonna be quite as easy anymore.
"Oh no, Ken, of course not. I was just stepping outside for some fresh air, that's all." I knew he wasn't gonna fall for that, but hey, I had to say something.
He narrowed his eyes at me and took a step closer. "Really? So, you need a suitcase to step outside for fresh air, hmm?"
"Um, well" I trailed off, having absolutely no clue whatsoever of what to say. I had to think of something, anything! 'C'mon, think!' I thought to myself frantically, keeping a very close eye on Ken so he couldn't take me by surprise.
But I had no more time to think about it as he suddenly came at me, trying to knock me to the ground with a backhand. But he wasn't quite fast enough this time as I blocked his blow and delivered one of my own to his head. (Boy, I bet Ken is real sorry he ever taught me that move now!)
Though that only succeeded in making him stumble backwards and become disoriented for a few seconds, that was enough for me. I quickly snatched up my suitcase and ran out the door, the cool night air rushing to meet me, welcoming me into what I hoped was going to be my new life, away from Ken.
Ya know, he offered me a slice of his empire if I'd help him defeat the other digidestined. I'm such an idiot to have accepted! But hey, it wasn't until I saw first-hand the pain he brings to all the poor digimon that I understood that he was the evil one here, and now I must set right what I've helped to make so wrong
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A/N: Well, there you go, chapter 6. Sorry if this chapter wasn't as good as the others, it's been a really hectic week. So as always, if you liked it, please R if you didn't like it, then oh well, that's your problem, not mine!
Digimon Emperor: (Sarcastically) Oh you're just so nice, Diva'sDream.
I know, aren't I?
Digimon Emperor: --
Ah, you're just pissed off because I finally got to hit ya! (Sees reader) Ohâ uhhhhâ Chapter 7 is coming soon! Buh-bye!