"RENAMON!" Rika wailed, sinking to her knees. How could this happen? She had just gotten her back it seemed and she deleted her! Rika begun to cry.
"You! You hurt Rika!" Takato turned toward Sarla, rage in his brown-red eyes.
"What are you going to do?" Sarla laughed. Takato couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand to see Rika sad. But what can he do? Nothing. She hurt Rika and Takato could do nothing about it. If only he had Guilmon! He could do something then but all he could do now was help Rika. Rika neede help now, not Takato. He wished he had Guilmon with him right now, he would teach that witch a thing or two!
"That's what I thought. You can't do anything! How I love this. Now, little boy, you can ether walk away and never come back or die!" Sarla brought about another dagger.
"No! Leave him alone! Just take me. Please don't hurt him! He has so much to live for, let him go!" Rika pleaded. She stood up and ran over to Takato.
"Why should I? You can't stop me! I can do whatever I want and you can't stop me!" Sarla laughed. Rika was sent flying backwards as Sarla laughed. It was like some invisable force had knocked her down. Sarla grabbed Takato by his wrist adn flew into the air.
"Don't struggle boy. If you do you might fall. We don't want that do we?" Sarla sneered.
------Change to Rika's POV-----
"No! Please don't hurt him! Please!" I wailed. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Why was I crying? Did I love him that much?
'Rika. I'm not gone. When she deleted me it sent me back to the real world. You can't die in that world. I can't talk much longer. Hurry and get out of their," Renamon's voice rang in my head.
"Renamon?" I asked. 'Yes. You now how to get out, please try to! We are all worried. I told them what happened. Please hurry! I must go!' And with that Renamon's voice was gone.
"I understand. Renamon, thank you but I now realize how to stop this. I might not return but I will try," I answered my digimon and faced Sarla.
"Kill him! I dare you to! See what it gets you! Kill him!" I roared.
"What!" Takato and Sarla both gasped.
"You heard me! Kill him, he is nothing to me. I did some thinking and decided it's not worth it," I yelled again. Sarla smiled. She let go of Takato and he fell. He let out a blood curdling scream as he hit. I picked up the dagger that was thrown at her earlier and walked over to him.
"Takato, I'm sorry about this. You will understand soon. Two people came into this world and only two can leave. That is you and Renamon. Good-bye my Gogglehead. Good-bye my love. I love you," And with that I plunged the dagger into him. Takato's image disappeared.
"What! You tricked me!" Sarla cried.
"Yes. I may not be able to leave but nether will you! I've won this game!" Rika laughed.
-----Change back to normal POV----In the Real Wolrd----
"Rika! Takato yelled sitting up in his bed.
"Takato! You're ok! Wait, where's Rika?" Jeri asked.
"She, she couldn't come," Takato answered, tears coming to his eyes.
"What do you mean couldn't come?" Ryo asked.
"Only two people went in. So only two people can come out. That's what she said. She also said..." Takato traied off.
"What else did she say?" Henry asked.
"That is none of your business," Takato mumbled looking down.
"No! That's wrong," Jeir suddenly stated.
"What?" Everyone asked.
"Three people went in. They forgot to count Sarla! Renamon, can you contact Rika? Tell her she can still leave," Jeir turned to the fox digimon. She nodded and went into a meditation position.
-----------Back in the Dream World-------
'Rika. You can still leave! THREE people went in! Get out before Sarla does!" Renamon called. Rika realized she was right. Sarla had also entered. Rika looked down and the blood stained dagger. It was shinning were the blood wasn't set. It was so dealy yet so inoccent. The dagger didn't kill people, people killed people. This dagger was more then a weopon, it was her way out. Her way to HER Takato, to HER Gogglehead. TO her first ever love.
"Good-bye Sarla, It wasn't nice to now you," Rika said and plunged the dagger into her heart.
"NOOOO!" Sarla cried as Rika disapered. "You can't win you can't!"
