Typhoon of the Mind

Chapter by Firehedgehog

Chapter One: Death

Space… the final frontier, a place that defies description to the human mind. People watch star trek all the time, but there are too many unexplained things in this universe.

Some say space is dead, but that is wrong... very wrong.

Space is very much alive.

It was a possibility of infinite possibilities.

This possibility saw something: something that must not be lost.

'These souls are needed' was what it thought, or what other would have realized.

The universe reached down to the planets its beings called earth and searched for two souls that matched the soul energy… energy that would let them exist again.

And: found two. Yet it had to hurry… for the two souls were near death and soon would join the swirl of souls in heaven.

Yes… these souls would do… together these souls joined together would set things right set what right even the universe did not yet.

And: it began.

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Everything hurt; that was what one three-year old Takeru knew. It felt as if someone had sliced his body in half and somehow made him stay alive, quite a gruesome thought for someone young.

As young as he was, he knew he was dying… it was only a matter of minutes.

His breath was hot and ragged in his chest, his breath brought hot stabs of pain every second.

"Nii-san," Takeru whispered through his pain, he remembered that when the earthquake had happened Yamato... or Matt as eh liked to be called had been beside him.

No answer came, but… in the end he didn't expect any.

As it was, it was a miracle that he was alive after a building collapsed on his brother and himself.

"Hey kid…" a voice said, it was an adult voice... yet a nice voice.

Takeru blinked but didn't see anything, maybe he was hearing things… maybe being so close to death did that to a kid.

"I want my momma," he whispered, tears slipping down his pale dirt covered face.

"Sorry kid, can't help you there... wish I could though," came the voice, it sounded sad and wistful this time.

"Where…?" he asked; coughing painfully.

Then… his eyes seem to focus on something, or truly his eyes unfocused in the world around him.

A ghostly like form seemed to be leaning above him, beyond spiked blond hair, sapphire eyes gazed at him behind a pair of sunglasses. A ragged trench coat seemed to float around him, obviously seeing better days long ago. Under it was some kind of suit, but its color alluded him.

"Nice to meet you kiddo," the man said smiling, Takeru smiled back.

"Are you an angel?' he asked. The man stared a moment before breaking out laughing.

"That's funny… I'm more a ghost, mind you if my friends heard you call me that they'd laugh," the man grinned, and the grin was so childish Takeru had to giggle though his pain.

"Oh… are you going to take me to heaven... even though your not an angel?" he asked the man frowned.

"Nah… I'm going to make sure you live," the man said.

"How...?" Takeru asked, the world seemed to be fading away.

"Look you have a choice… and its your choice kiddo, your body's going Takeru... and we've both been offered this. Share your body with my soul and my energy will heal you, other wise its goodbye," the man said.

"…" Takeru said.

"Don't worry, it will still be your body," the man said looking nervous.

"My brother…" Takeru whispered.

"Don't worry Takeru, he got his own offer… but if you accept you won't be able to remember this for a very long time," The man said.

"Do it…" Takeru said; the man nodded sadly.

"I wish there was another way," the man said and his body began to glow it felt so warm.

"Name..." Takeru managed to say.

"Vash… Vash the Stampede," the man said, then they were one... and darkness claimed him.

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TK woke with a start; sweat covering his face and making his hair stick to his face.

"TK, are you alright?" Patamon asked his partner.

TK nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Soon Patamon fell back asleep, but TK continued to stay awake and stare at the ceiling.

At eleven years old he hadn't expected such a nightmare it had horrified him.

A dream of dying… blood, pain.

TK, couldn't help but think that something terrifying was going to happen soon.

He just didn't know what it was.

TBC