I pushed on through the wind, squinting to make sure Rika was still near. The snow whipped around numbing my body and drenching my fur. Rika paused, glancing back to make sure I was still there. It's been about a day since we entered the snow, and it has only stopped at night, when we get what little rest we can. We left the forest the next morning, after Rika spent about an hour kicking the shit out of Cory, who marched behind us, we wandered that forest until finding these howling winds. It wasn't the gradual snow that you'd expect, instead there was a solid barrier we could step through where it was snowing, and not. It really didn't surprise me, but Rika and Cory seemed almost amazed by it.
"Renamon!" Cried Rika from ahead. I glanced up as she spun around searching for me. The dammed snow made it impossible to see five feet away from us.
"Over here!" I cried back. Reaching out I grabbed her hand, reassuring her I was there. She nodded back, meeting my eyes for a brief moment before continuing forward. It was her idea to venture through this, but it was my idea to bring Cory. She wanted to kill him. But I want him to suffer, I told her his death would be by my hands, but not yet. Surprisingly she didn't offer much of a fight, instead she takes every opportunity she can to kick him around. Me on the other hand… I try to ignore him, but when I start to think about it I cant help but to want him dead. But at the same time I don't want to kill him… It's… Complicated. I really can't explain it to myself. I've wrapped my hands around his fragile neck multiple times, with every intention of killing him, I've sent so many diamonds soaring after him…. But I just can't bring myself to do it… Why can't I kill the bastard? Rika fell backwards as another gust of wind raged against us, but I caught her as she tumbled down. Her face was blue, her T-shirt and jeans soaked, and her stomach empty. We have yet to find food since entering the digital world, and Rika has done well at hiding her hunger, but it's finally taking its toll on her body. She pulled herself back up, attempting to resume the trek, but I reached out catching her shoulder.
"Rika, you're not well… We should rest a bit." I hollered, trying to be heard over the winds. She shrugged me off, pulling away as she spoke.
"No, we shouldn't stop until night." She pushed on, and I followed. I watched her staggering body, expecting her to collapse at any moment, but she remained standing. It didn't take long before I was swimming in my thoughts again. For a while I thought about finding the others but my mind inevitably brought me back to Cory. I have fought many battles before and killed my opponent without hesitation… Why? Why can't I kill this one boy? My mind swam in confusion, but there was one answer that kept creeping into my mind… Because he let me go. He had me and there was nothing I could do about it and he let me go. It could have been so much worse, he could have simply left me there, but instead he let me live…. There was another shot of wind as Rika teetered from left to right. He raped me…. Why am I sympathizing for him? As I blinked my eyes the memory of him plunging the hot metal into his own flesh, of him kneeling against me begging me to take him with me… But as I started to admit these feelings the memories of his hands running across my body and the pain those hands caused also returned.
My thoughts were once again interrupted as the wind picked up. Rika stopped, bracing herself against it. I watched, ready to catch her if she fell. But as the wind "settled" back down a small thud came from behind us. I glanced behind me to see Cory collapsed on the ground.
"Come on, we have to keep moving!" Shouted Rika. She turned away, leaving me to stare at Cory. I turned away, following my tamer but froze after a few steps… We can't just leave him there. I thought to myself. Rika paused, sensing that I wasn't with her. "Renamon, lets go!" She shouted. I glanced back at where Cory had fallen… Unable to think of what to say or why I wanted to help him. "Come on! He'll only slow us down!" I watched as snow began to cover his body, but once again I couldn't do it. I stepped back to where he fell, and began digging around through the snow. "What are you doing?" Hollered Rika as she ran to my side.
"Rika… We can't just leave him here!" I answered. I griped his arm and his leg, swinging him over my body and onto my shoulders.
"Why the hell not?" Rika moved in front of me, demanding an answer… But I couldn't think of anything worth saying. "Renamon this is more than he deserves." I dropped my eyes to the ground, searching for something to say.
"I know." I mumbled.
"Put him down! Let him rot here! We have other problems, we have lives to save." As her words cut through the howling wind I shifted his body on my shoulders, getting a better grip on him. "Renamon we shouldn't waste time!"
"Rika… He saved me." I whispered, I could feel my cheeks grow red. Why? Why'd I go and say something as dumbfounded as that? Rika moved closer, placing her frozen hands on my shoulder.
"Saved you…. Only so he could rape you! Renamon you want him to die right? You want him to pay for what he did?" I knew she was right. I did want him to pay for what he did, I wanted him to feel every bit of pain he put me through… And I did want him to die, but not yet. After what he did he's not going to die because it's to damn cold… His death will be by my hands, after he has paid for what he did.
"I do… But not this way! Rika… He is not taking an easy way out of this!" I hollered back. Rika paused, registering what I had said. She turned away from me grunting one last comment before resuming her march.
"I still think you should leave him!" She shouted. We continued forward, marching in silence. I felt sick knowing whom I was carrying on my back. But I know that if I left him the feelings would still plague my mind. A part of me wanted to drop him and continue my adventure with Rika, but at the same time I didn't want to leave him. It felt as if someone was playing tug-of-war with my mind, as if I had no control over my actions. Despite how strong Rika has trained me to be, now more then ever I felt like plopping down on the ground and bawling my eyes out, and I probably would have if it weren't for the fact that my ass would freeze on the spot. We continued to march in silence for what seemed like an eternity until finally the wind stopped. All at once it died and a wall of darkness sped across the sky, turning the sun to a moon and filling the sky with stars. Rika dropped to the ground, lying in the snow looking up at the stars.
"Its about time." She sighed. Her voice was getting hoarse and looking down at her I could see just how tired her body was. I lowered to my knees, setting Cory down behind me and stooping next to Rika.
"Rika… you don't look to good." I spoke. She leaned up, peeling her soaked T-shirt from her body, which made a weird sloshing noise before sticking right back against her.
"Renamon… There's not one part of me that's dry. We haven't ate for days, and were stuck in the digital world that seems to resemble the North Pole, all while carrying around a rapist." She tried to smile, but it looked more painful than anything. "I think were doing pretty good." She lay back down, cupping her hands together and breathing into them. I starred at her for a few more moments, wanting to say more but finding nothing to say. I turned around to Cory. He was laying face up, but I was caught off guard when I noticed his eyes were open. I glared down at him, waiting for him to speak, but he never did. Instead his eyes jumped around in his head, at first I thought he was having a seizure but noticed the rest of his body remained limp. The more I watched his face the more inhuman he looked. Every inch of his skin was now a ghostly white, and his lips were turning blue. I starred down at his body, his ribs were starting to show, and even his hair seemed to have a blue tint to it. Then there was the sun… His shirt stuck to his body revealing where he had burned that marking into his chest. The more I looked at him the more he looked like something that would only appear in dreams, and even then only in the worst of nightmares.
"Renamon… You ok?" Questioned Rika. I glanced away from Cory, Rika was now standing to my back.
"Rika… Is that normal?" I questioned gesturing down at Cory. Rika stalked over, glancing down at him. For a few seconds she just studied him, lost in that momentary daze that I was in.
"Renamon… Nothing about him is normal." She broke away, moving back to her spot searching through the stars. "Which is why we should just leave him." She snapped. I stepped away from him, sitting down next to Rika.
"Rika… I'm sorry." I started. I could tell she wasn't going to drop this, and it was time I said something. "Rika, I know you're right… But at the same time I can't do it." She glanced over at me, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say. Rika has never been good at these kinds of talks, but of course until now we have never really had this kind of talk.
"Renamon… I don't know exactly what happened to you, but please…" She broke off lost in her words.
"I know… Rika, I'm … Embarrassed… I've never felt this way." I spoke. Well, tonight was the night. Rika would either think I'm a weak fool, or perhaps she can help. "I… I wanna kill him. But at the same time I don't. Its not like our other fights, I've never really thought about killing in our other fights, never hesitated…."I broke away, trying to think of more to say. "Am… I growing weak?" I questioned. For a moment there was nothing but silence, but finally Rika broke it.
"No… No Renamon you just have a conscience." She explained. A conscience? The word puzzled me, it sounded like some kind of disease. But the next question came out before I could think about it.
"A Conscience? How do I get rid of it?" A small smile crept onto Rikas' face. Not the false one that she usually wore, which left me blinking in confusion.
"Renamon, no matter how strong you get you cant get rid of a conscience." She chuckled to herself before continuing. "Everyone has one, and they aren't bad. They just… Get confusing." I looked back up at the moon, not completely understanding Rika, but getting most of it.
"When I first met him… He was so willing to help. He took me in and helped me without ever thinking I'd harm him… I just… I can't figure out why he did it." I explained. Rika looked at me blankly so I continued. "Rika, when I first left his house he was so sad, but yet hopeful that I'd come back…. And even after he did it, I found him in the garage-" I got up, moving back to Cory and peeling his shirt up. Rika moved next to me, glancing at the symbol burned into his skin. "Burning this into himself." Rika peered over, studying the burnt flesh until finally curiosity took control.
"What is it?" She asked. I pulled his shirt back down, thinking of how I wanted to explain this. Suddenly I could feel the metal singing into my rear, I could feel the chains pull against my wrists as I pulled with all my strength, I could feel the small hoarse scream grind its way out of my throat. "Renamon?" She repeated.
"He… Used it on me first." Was all I could say as my eyes darted to the stars. Rika looked at me with her prying eyes.
"Renamon, you don't have to talk about this." She replied. But she was wrong, I have too… If I don't these thoughts will drive me crazy. They're not like the other, the others go away with some meditation, or some sleep, or sometimes with time… But no these ones might never leave me.
"No, I need to." I whispered to her. "It's just that… I tried… I tried to kill him, almost did… And he never fought back, never tried to run… But yet I couldn't kill him." I finished. As I spoke Rika sat back down on the frozen ground, once again looking to the sky for her answers.
"Renamon. I still think that we should leave him, if not kill him. But I'm not going to force you into this." She stopped, drifting through her own thoughts. I could tell that she was fighting over what to say. "If you're totting him around because you want to find out why he did it you oughta just kill him now. Some people just do things because they feel like it." She spoke. I sat next to her, not watching the stars but the land around us.
"I know…. I really don't know why I'm doing this." I spoke. Something stood out I the landscape, but it took me a few seconds to realize what it was. "Rika, look." I pointed to a spot about half a mile away.
"What am I looking at?" She questioned.
"The snow… It stops." I couldn't help but let a small smile touch my lips, and Rika had the same grin on hers. Finally we have made it out.
"About time." She whispered "Ya know, we should probably get some sleep." I lay down on the cold ground, not saying anything but silently agreeing with her. I didn't really need much sleep, but Rika wouldn't go to sleep until she believed I was asleep. I watched Cory silently as Rika sprawled out next to me, placing her back against mine and whispered good night to me.
It never really appeared to me how much she cared for me, I guess its never really shown before. Rika would usually snap a few comments at me about how I need to train more and how I'm such a fool, she's never said goodnight or tried to have any kind of important conversation before… Now she's trying everything she can to help me… And I can't make any sense out of anything. My thoughts continued to wander until sleep carried me away.
Not far away, but no where close
So cold… And so dark…How long have I been here? And where is here? Chills ran down my back as I pulled myself up and as I rose to my feet a head rush nearly sent me back down. The red haze left my sight, but I still couldn't see anything, and as I glanced down my breath froze in my chest. There was nothing all around me, I simply stood in thin air. I expected to fall but fought back the panic. My God where's Rika and Renamon? I called out but my voice seemed muffled and caught in my throat.
I'm dead… They finally killed me. And I guess this is Hell…I sat back down, still expecting to fall into this eternal abyss. So this is it… An eternity of darkness. I could feel a few beads of sweet form on my head as more panic began to fill me. But suddenly a small cackle struck my ears and I was quickly on my feet.
"Who's there?" I hollered, trying to sound strong, but failing miserably. But the laughter continued. "Show yourself!" I tired again. The laughter settled down as that voice returned to me once again.
"No Cory. You're not dead. Not yet anyway." He taunted. I spun around, trying to find Cortez.
"Where am I?" I hollered out. Just hearing his voice made my blood boil, and my hands were quickly bawled into tight fists.
"Truthfully, you're collapsed under about three feet of snow. You passed out and Renamon finally got enough balls to ditch you." More laughter seeped in through the darkness as he spoke. I stopped the pointless search. Simply speaking to the darkness.
"Where are we? What is this?" I cried out again.
"We are in your feeble little head, as you can see there's not much here." Another snicker echoed out. "You see your heart is as dark as your mind, and I find it kind of cozy." This time screams echoed through the darkness, her screams.
"Renamon!" I hollered out, but only his laughter met my ears.
"O come on, you know you like it. You know that you loved how she begged you, on her knees in tears, helpless, embarrassed, hurt." The screams stopped as her silent sobs filled my head. I could feel my nails press into my palms as my fists tightened.
"No… You lie!" Was all I could say. I jumped as more screams pierced the air around me. But this one didn't stop with a single high-pitched squeal, more screams followed, until it sounded like hundreds of people were crying out. I could hear her squealing in pain, begging for mercy, crying and threatening me all at the same time.
"You lie! I see it all! I feel it all! You can't lie to me!" My knees buckled out from under me as my hands fled to my ears, trying to block out the noise. But it was everywhere… It echoed in my mind, my thoughts, and the air around me… It was all that existed.
"What do you want from me?" I hollered out as tears started down my cheeks. "What do you want?" My own words fell deaf to the screams, to my nightmares. But still I could hear him, and as I glanced up I could see him.
"I want you to do it again. First in here, then out there. To her, and her friend. Then I will find you and you can come with me." As he spoke the sounds stopped. I studied his figure… He was huge, and one of his colossus hands was stretched out to me. I took it, allowing him to lift me to my feet. We were no longer alone, now Renamon lay on the floor, but to my surprise she was everywhere, for as far as my eyes could see.
"And then what?" I questioned. Cort stepped beside me, looking out across the growing numbers of Renamon.
"Then you shall travel with me and my emperor, who says that he has a place for you in his New World. Don't ask what, he hasn't said yet." Explained Cort.
"Are you… Did you cause the worlds to disappear?" I questioned, feeling slightly curious.
"Yeah, my emperor did." He smiled to himself, still looking anywhere but at me. I was about to agree to it… About to agree to help him kill all of the living things I care about. But then my family flashed before my mind, and the weight from my wallet which held my family picture, which he and his emperor killed, grew heavy.
"Fuck you." I spat out, almost in a whisper.
"What?" He questioned.
"Fuck you!" I said again, this time nearly yelling it at him. "I'm not hurting her again, I didn't enjoy it, I won't hurt her friend, AND I'M NOT HELPING YOU HURT ANYONE ELSE!" I hollered at the top of my lungs. I couldn't help but cringe as he turned to face me.
"Your mistake." He spoke. And with that he vanished, but as swift as he disappeared the screaming resumed. I was throttled to the ground as my ears erupted with pain. But even with all the voices, all the pain, all the suffering, I could hear his voice.
"You just don't get it. Time has no meaning here, I can spend years torturing you in a few seconds." His voice rattled through the darkness. I wrapped my hands across my ears, trying to block out the sound, but instead I could feel a drip of blood trickle out of my ear.
"How… How are you doing this?" I questioned, not really expecting an answer. But a small chuckle found its way through the screams.
"Ha… It's amazing, I've heard about the things hypnosis can do, but I never knew how much could be done until I met him." I tried to get to my feet, but another shout sent me down. How long has he kept me here? How long will he keep me here? Panic fled into my mind, mixing with the pain… The confusion… Loneliness… Anger… Frustration… And regret. But through it all I could feel one emotion run through, almost bleed through. I glanced up through my hazy eyes to see him, once again standing over me. And then my rage came out.
"Leave me alone!" I hollered, pulling myself to my feet and driving my fist towards him. Each move shot pain through my muscles but the pain felt good as it raced across my knuckle. But before I knew it I was back on my knees, but for a brief second things went silent. The red haze left my vision as I could hear Cort shuffling around in front of me.
"You dare strike me!" He whispered. I glanced up just in time to see him wipe a small trickle of blood from his lip. "You'll pay for that." He spoke. I made to take another swing at him, but found myself being flung across the abyss. Then I blacked out, if it's possible to blackout wherever I am… The next thing I noticed his hands wound around my neck, struggling the life out of me. He lifted me up to his face, glaring down at me with eyes that seemed to burn with flames. "You will join us, you will do what ever the emperor asks of you. Or you will rot in this black pit for an eternity." He spat at me. I tried to pry his hands from my neck, tried to let a sip of air into my lungs. But instead all I could manage was a few words.
"Fuck you." I choked out. But with that my vision started to glow red, was this it? Am I finally going to die? My hands grew limp as I could feel the life draining from my body, or soul, whichever I was dealing with. But no, something was wrong. Within all this darkness, there was a light. A small shimmer of light caught my eyes, just above Corts' shoulder.
Now… This is your shot to make things right.
Spoke some voice within my head. Was this him again? Toying with me? No… This voice is kind, peaceful.
This is your chance to fix your wrongs. Will you take it?
I reached up, grasping for the light as that voice started pounding in my head. Take it! Take it! It taunted.
"What are you doing?" Questioned Cort. But I ignored him, continued to reach. But it seemed to move, further away. "Stop it! What the Hell are you doing?" He continued. He glanced over his shoulder, searching for the light, but he didn't see it, he never saw the light. But he began to panic, began to tighten his grasp around my neck.
"I'm not doing it! I'm not helping you!" I hollered.
Just outside the ice lands, in some barren waste land.
"I'm not doing it! I'm not helping you!" He hollered. I let loose, letting him drop to the ground"
"What the hell?" Questioned Rika. I spun around, slightly startled from his scream. His body twitched around on the ground as his screams continued to ring through the air.
"Rika…. Is he awake?" I questioned. His arms bolted up, as if he was reaching for something. His eyes were wide open, but his eyes were cloudy, as if he wasn't really there.
"I don't think so." She replied. But as she turned away I could tell she wasn't interested. But I remained standing over him. Blood dripped out of his nose, and a single bead trickled out of his ear… what is wrong? As he let out more screams Rika tugged on my shoulder.
"Renamon, come on lets go." She spoke. But again I stayed. "Renamon" She sighed. "We can't let him slow us down… lets go." Finally I turned away, ignoring his screaming. Perhaps it was better this way, maybe now things can go back to the way they were. I rested my eyes on Rika. Well, if anything this has brought us closer… But even though we talk there's still that uneasy silence… Perhaps leaving him will set things straight again. "Renamon…" She started.
"Ok… Let's go." I attempted to speak, but all that came out was a small whisper. But either way she understood. She turned away, and we both started away from him. It felt a little good to finally be leaving him… But what about the thoughts, would they stop? I continued walking, slightly behind her, like we use to walk through the streets… She glanced over her shoulder, as if to make sure I was there, but it wasn't a smile that touched her face, instead a look of surprise plagued her.
"Re… Renamon." She gasped, looking over my shoulder. I spun around expecting to see some hideous digimon ready to attack, or even for Cory to be up and walking. But instead I could see a small shimmer of light hovering above Cory's screaming body.
"What is that?" I questioned. But Rika was lost in a daze, staring at it in confused wonder. I dashed over to it, watching as it grew brighter… What the hell is going on, is it another portal? I studied the light for a few moments, until it finally grew to bright to look at, my hands fled to my eyes, shielding them from the stabbing light. My eyes dropped to Cory as Rika let out a silent curse, but something wasn't right there either. His chest began pouring out light, no not light… My breathe froze in my chest as a small device formed above his chest, a device I have seen many times. A digivice. "No… No." I whispered to myself. But yes… It was a digivice, and as I watched I could see the word Regret flash across the screen.
"I'm not helping you!" He hollered, leaping up and grasping his hands around the digivice. He gaped at it, staring in disbelief.
"NO! No way!" Shouted Rika. She rushed over, reaching her hand out for the device. "Give that here!" She hollered. I studied the scene, finally able to breathe again. Rika was quickly turning red, and Cory just stared at the device in his hands dumbstruck.
"I said GIVE IT HERE!" Hollered Rika snatching the device away. Finally I couldn't bear to stand here and not say anything.
"Rika… Is that a…" I spoke, I didn't need to finish, she would know what I meant, but for now she studied the device. Suddenly Cory was at his feet, peering over Rikas shoulders.
"What… What is that?" He questioned. But Rika remained silent. We stood there for a few more seconds, no one breaking the silence, until I had to know for sure.
"Rika, is that one?" I questioned, stepping away from Cory and next to her.
"I don't believe this." She whispered. She turned towards us, and the look on her face not only answered my question, but sent chills racing down my spine. "YOU!" Her face was dark red, and her eyes seemed bridged with tears. Before I could think of doing anything she was bearing down on him, bashing him across the face and sending him to his knees. "You DARE to touch her! And somehow she doesn't kill you!" Rika continued yelling. And for the first time since being with Rika tears fell from her eyes. "And then she brings you here! Drags you around on her back…" She stopped, unable to control herself. She opened her mouth trying to speak, but instead flung the digivice at him, pinging it off of his face. I moved next to her, trying to pull her away from Cory. But she resisted. "YOU ARE NOT ONE OF US!" She hollered as she quit trying to hold in the tears. She made to lung at him, probably to kill him. But I held her back.
"Rika. Rika please." I spoke. She pounded her fists against me, finally breaking down into tears. It felt like someone was sucking the air from my lungs, seeing her like this. But one thing managed to click into my mind when I saw the digivice, one thing that filled me with both anger, and sorrow… If he is a tamer… We will need his help. No matter how much we hate him, eventually we will need his help. I wrapped my arms around her, rubbing the tears from her cheeks.
"Rika… Do you know what this means?" I whispered. But I knew the answer before she spoke. Her arms hung around my shoulders, tightening into fists and catching tufts of my hair. But I ignored it, and repeated my question. "Rika?" I asked.
"This…" She spoke in between sobs. "This changes nothing." She released my shoulders, letting her arms go limp on my back. "I still hate him, and I think we should leave him." We stood there like that in silence, until finally Cory broke it.
"Wha… What is this?" He questioned. Rika didn't show any interest in him, but as I studied him I could see just how he felt. He held the digivice out, as if afraid it would explode in his hands. Finally I brought myself to answer his question.
"A digivice." I replied. Rika gripped my shoulders once again as I spoke, but didn't say anything. For a moment there was silence, not the peaceful silence that comes at night when the sun goes down and all is well, but the silence that everyone wants to end but no one can think of anything to say. But finally someone broke the silence.
"You have it?" Spoke a small crisp voice. We all spun around, to see a small digimon watching this scene play out from a few feet away. Part of me wishes that I wouldn't have looked, because seeing this digimon only confirmed my fears. "You… You do have it. I saw it!" He spoke. I could almost feel the digimons excitement, but I couldn't help but wish he was gone. The digimon, a ninjamon that hardly made it pass my knees, walked over to Cory, who still had the digivice held out in his arms.
"No. This isn't mine… I don't want this…" Whispered Cory. He starred down at the digivice and if his face wasn't already the color of a pale moon, it would probably be making its way there. As for the Ninjamon, he recoiled as if he had been slapped across the face.
"What… What do you mean? You have been chosen to uphold the legacy of the digi-destines…" He explained. But Cory never met his gaze, never looked away from the digivice. Finally Rika unclenched my shoulders and rose to her feet. I watched cautiously as she made her way towards Cory, but when she delivered another blow I choose not to interfere. "HEY! What are you doing?" Hollered the Ninjamon as he made his way to Cory's side. "Were on the same team, what are you doing?" Hollered Ninjamon. I'm not sure what Rika hoped to accomplish, but Cory' eyes were finally torn away from the small device, and they now rested on Rika. I watched this scene play out, unsure of what to do, or if I should do anything… But one thing I noticed, within Cory's eyes there was finally a small spark of emotion, and perhaps humanity.
"No… He's not part of this team. We don't need or want your kind of help." Barked Rika through barred teeth. "You should already be dead, so why don't you just go find a grave!" I once again sensed that uneasy silence upon us, the silence that no one could bare, but no one would brake. But to my surprise a voice met my ears.
"If you want me dead… I will accept death by your hands." Started Cory. But he continued as he climbed to his feet, paying no attention to the small digimon nearly clinging to his feet. "If death will pay for what I've done then kill me!" His voice echoed across the barren waste land, and I found myself wondering… Would she kill him? Should I stop her? But no, as much as I hated it he was a tamer now, or as Ninjamon called him a digi-destined, until this is over, until he has served his purpose he will live. But Rika had other plans, she bounded on Cory, wrapping her hands around his throat and squeezing the life out of him.
"No… STOP!" Hollered the confused little digimon. He pushed his way between them, prying Rika away, who starred at him in annoyance. "I don't know what happened here, but understand that I can't allow you to kill him." Spoke the digimon. And finally he did something that forced me to get involved. He pulled a small sword from his back, pointing the blade at Rika. I jumped in, easily flipping myself over Rika and landing between them.
"Ha. Fine if that's the way it's gonna be. Renamon, get him." Chuckled Rika. And usually I would start the fight, usually It would be upon the digimon in mere seconds, but this wasn't just another digimon, this was a partner for a tamer. And he was ready to fight and die for a human that he didn't even know. "Renamon, listen to me. Get this over with." Repeated Rika.
"Rika… Please. He's a tamer, and Ninjamon hasn't done anything." I replied. I could feel Rikas cold gaze of disapproval prodding at my back, but she gave no answer. For a few more moments the only sound came from ninjamon un-sheathing his second sword. "Rika… You are my tamer, and I'm your digimon… I will do whatever you ask, but please don't make me do this." With that said for the second time in my life I found myself close to tears, begging once again. First to this deranged boy, who was now to far involved for me to kill, all because I waited to long. And now, now to Rika.
"Fine." She declared at last. "Come on, while we still have daylight. Were leaving." She declared. "But so help me if we see you again, I might not be so soft." And with that said she turned away, and I fallowed. It felt surprisingly good to leave him. But I couldn't help but doubt that the nightmares would stop now.
