Hey Guys, It's Dr. D back from his 3-month "lack of creativity" spree. No seriously guys, If you're one of the two people who still care about "If I Could Stay," I'm really sorry I took so long to write Chapter 4. I could say that school's been really busy and I haven't had time, but that's not really true. So I started writing this as a one-shot in continuity with "If I could Stay," but for some reason I liked the format of 3 very short chapters better. The story's only about 2000-3000 words as completed and is in three pieces. The plan is posting part one of the story tonight, part two tomorrow (Saturday), part three on Sunday and then on Monday night to post Chapter four of "If I could Stay." You don't really need to have read it to understand this story, but it help makes IICS make more sense. So now that I'm in danger of making the AN longer than the story, on with it! The story is loosely inspired by "Pyramid Song" by Radiohead and parts of it appear throughout the story. I do not own the song or Digimon. And please, before you read, keep in mind that this is NOT a Taitio. Repeat: NOT A TAITO. Also, there's a bit of gorey depictions (If that's how they describe it). Okay... time to breathe...

Jumped in the river, what did I see?

Black-eyed angels swam with me

A moon full of stars and astral cars

And all the things I used to see

Tai lazily opened his eyes. For some reason he couldn't bring his eyes into focus and could only see a white, spinning blur. He had no memory of where he was, what he was doing or what in the world that throbbing pain in the back of his head could be could be. But as his hearing came back and his eyes became more focused, what he saw and heard confirmed his darkest of possible fears.

"He's coming to…"

"…going to lose him…"

"Get the crowd back…"

"…his parents…"

"Oxygen…"

" …not going to make it…"

"Damn it!… ambulance…"

"Increase… 300…"

These sounds were accompanied by the blurred vision of a bloody sidewalk and the twisted front of a 1999 Hundai looming in front of him. Although it wasn't in view, he guessed from the medical jargon coming from behind him that paramedics had arrived in an ambulance and were making a valiant yet vain attempt at saving his battered, broken body. His lower half was blocked out by the view of the car in front of him, but the fact that he couldn't feel his legs led him to gruesomely wonder if they were even still attached at all. Although one would have thought that he would be in great pain, he really didn't feel very much at all. It could have been due to the fact that he was severely paralyzed or maybe that his nerves just couldn't handle so much pain, but Tai didn't think too hard about it. There was only one thing that his mind could focus on: Matt.

Blocking out the seemingly swarm of paramedics hovering over him, he slowly and painfully turned his head toward the sidewalk where police were restraining the crowd that had grown to watch the event play out. In the front of the crowd, arguing with police and paramedics, was a slightly bruised Matt and a quivering silent tear-stained Sora at his side.

"Oh good," thought Tai as he attempted a weak smile with the little strength he had left. "At least Matt was able to get out of this safely."

Matt turned around and saw that his battered companion had opened his eyes. He and Sora pushed aside the buzzing paramedics and quickly rushed to their friend's side.

"Tai! Tai!" Mat cried.

"Oh, Tai, God no…" Sora started as she broke down and began to sob again.

Tai opened his mouth to respond, but before he could make a coherent sound an involuntary coughing episode started and he only succeeded to spew blood out of his mouth.

"Tai, shhh," Matt ordered. "You have to save your strength…"

Tai felt the life draining from him as his vision once again started to blur. He knew he didn't have much time left and was beginning to rally his strength to make his famous last words, when all of a sudden the noises of busy EMT's and the slow traffic stopped. All of the sights of rushing paramedics and his friends at his side froze like someone had pushed a "pause button." Then, to top it off, he heard what could only be described as a silvery whisper talking inside of his head.

"It's time…"

Okay, Part 2 up tomorrow night. Please review!