Chapter Fifteen:

The Dark and Its Light

Nightmare could make any place in this dream world come alive. Any place you can think of -- be it so horrible or so grand, the evil king had the power to make it real. Now, Kyle did not know where Nightmare had brought her, but she didn't like the looks of it. Where she was right now, resembled the room of when she had first met the King. A private room of Nightmare's where no one was to disturb him when he wanted, well... privacy! A purely dark room with dimly lit candles floating around everywhere, and a large bed in the middle. What made Kyle even more frightened about this whole ordeal, was that Nightmare was in the room with her! The King laughed and chuckled sadistically as he kept forcing the girl onto his body; wanting her close to him. He enjoyed watching her plead and try to push him away, but his power was so great that he could easily break her bones with just one touch!

"Please... leave me alone..." Kyle pleaded meekly to Nightmare, as she kept pushing on his chest. The more farther away she could get, the better... as so she thought.

Nightmare pulled her to him once more and kissed her neck. "Come now, don't be so shy..." he purred gently to her. "Myotismon does not want you in his life... but I will have you..." Kyle did not like the hungered look that lingered in his cruel eyes. "I have enough souls at this rate, and it will only be a matter of time before I will become a physical being in the human world..." The girl shrieked when he forced her down into the bed and climbed on top of her.

"No!" Kyle screamed, and she started to thrash around like she had done before to get out of this situation, but this time, Nightmare was not going to fall for it twice; his body was just too over powering for her to try to push off. "Just let me die here... you know you want that from me..."

Nightmare cocked his head at her, and then he leaned down to kiss around her neck. He loved hearing the girl whimper in fear and still try to push him off. "Now, now... does a girl like you really want death that much?" He cooed, and he let his hands trail down the side of her body as he continued to kiss her so softly... such a deadly touch he had on victims. He smiled as he put his lips to her ear. "You know... I don't have to kill you. You could be of some use to me as... a slave..."

Kyle looked up at him. "Slave?" She questioned a bit curiously, but felt nervous too. "What kind of a slave?..."

Nightmare scoffed and traced a fingernail over her stomach. "Well..." his voice trailed off, and he felt a little embarrassed to say what he wanted to. He then began to whisper into her ear of the desires he wanted out of her. Kyle gasped and her eyes widened in fear as to what he needed from her body.

As Nightmare gave out his last whispers, Kyle turned her head away and whimpered, "No... I can't... I can't do that..." He shushed her as his fingers ran through her hair. "I won't... I rather die then let you do this to me..." She closed her eyes and kept thinking that everything will get better. Someone will come to save her from this terrible fate that has befallen her, but... no one came. A tear rolled down her cheek when the image of Myotismon ran through her mind, and more tears came about when she saw that mysterious woman smirking and taking the vampire away from the crying girl.

Nightmare saw these tears and wiped them away. "Now... none of that," he said sternly to her. "Not now... come on... say you will be mine forever. Say you want this right now... as much as I want it so badly..." Kyle gasped even louder as he started to lift up her shirt slowly over her stomach. His eyes were just glazed over with lust and greed as he watched himself do this, and he did not care if the girl wanted to be seduced or not. If he wanted pleasure, he would have it no matter what. When he was nearing her chest, Kyle took up her free hand and slapped Nightmare across the face. The King leaned further back and growled in pain, as Kyle cautiously sat up and wrapped her legs close to her body. Nightmare put a hand to his cheek and touched it lightly to see how much discomfort was there. He quickly withdrew his hand when he felt the little sparks of pain shoot through that place. The evil one glared back at Kyle, and now she knew he was going to do something horrible to her.

With a quick, swift motion, Kyle cried out in pain when Nightmare had snatched her hair in his hands. He dragged her body to the edge of the bed and sneered, "If you want to die so badly, then so be it! I will have the pleasure watching your soul rot with the rest!" Kyle screamed as Nightmare threw her through the floor of the darkened room. The girl closed her eyes as she felt her body falling at a fast rate, but it didn't last long at all when she hit a solid, concrete ground.

Kyle groaned in pain when she got back up on her feet and gazed around at her surroundings. Her eyes grew wide with fright as she realized where she was. grimy subway tracks ran to the side of her, and towards another end was a deserted and destroyed subway car.

"Hello Kyle... we've been waiting for you..." Taunted a childish voice. Kyle screamed when she saw bloody figures emerge from the walls. floating above the ground with their heads bowed in a most uncomfortable manner. They held their arms out as they slowly drifted towards her.

Myotismon thought he would of been back at his castle by now but... he did not know where he was. He couldn't remember what he was doing last. His eyes darted to everything in the room, but there was nothing there. This room was all a purely bright white, and Myotismon became more enraged as he didn't know what was going on. "Damn it! Where am I now?" He hollered to the room, and he took a few steps in front of him, but it just doesn't seem to matter since it looked like he took no actions at all.

"Help me..."

Now the vampire began to frantically search this place even more as he wondered where this voice was coming from.

"Myotismon... why did you leave?..."

The voice was that of a woman's, with a hint of an African accent. Myotismon had never heard of this heavenly tone before, and had no idea who it belonged too. Suddenly, when he turned around, he saw her... The vampire lord saw a pearly white thrown of sorts, and in it sat a beautiful, humanly looking creature garbed all in white; even her skin was white, but had a hint of blue to it. Her face was of kindness and had a gentle look to it, and even the hair was long, flowing, and white. He slowly walked over to her as he saw her arms draped over the arm rests of the thrown, and her head was bowed. It looked as if she was in some kind of pain. When he neared her, the woman's head slowly risen and looked up at Myotismon with sadness in her bright blue eyes.

"Lord Myotismon is it?..." She asked him.

Myotismon leaned to the side and crossed his arms. He eyed her suspiciously. "Yes, that is my name, and who might you be?"

The woman briefly smiled up him, "I am Queen Dreamah... it is a honor to meet you Lord Myotismon..."

Myotismon smirked. "Why do you sit that way?" He asked a little curiously. "Are you in pain?"

Queen Dreamah's expression turned to sadness once more. "Yes... I am very much in pain. Lord Nightmare despises me so. None of my good people know that he beats me secretly. No one knows where I am... he beats me so very much; wishing that I would die..."

Myotismon turned his head away from her, and even I don't know if this is his way of showing some remorse, or he simply just didn't want to look at her sorrow. "Why have you brought me here? Where am I?"

"I... wanted to ask why..." Queen Dreamah whispered breathlessly. "I want to know why you left..."

"For I do not want to give up my power to save a girl that means nothing to me!" Myotismon stated boldly to the Queen. "So many years I have searched for V's power, and now I have it! Once I get back to my castle, I will take over worlds with this, and no one has the power to stop me!"

"Your voice..." The Queen spoke softly. "You are trying to veil what you really feel..."

"What?"

"Yes...You know it to be true..." Myotismon's eyes widened at the Queen's words. "Why are you so proud to hide what you really keep inside yourself? Are you afraid that because you can actually love, no one will respect you anymore?" The Queen cocked her head slightly to the side and waited. Myotismon did not answer her back though.

Suddenly, another voice was spoken; one that is rash and whimsical. "He was my greatest virus..."

"A virus can love Myotismon..." The Queen breathed.

"They were supposed to destroy all that was good..."

"Do you really want this to happen to those you love?"

"Myotismon was never supposed to love anyone... such a failure to me... Where is my mask? Have any of you seen it?"

"I don't know what to do..." Myotismon whispered, and his head was throbbing from thinking so hard on this. "I don't know how I'm supposed to save her..."

"When your soul is ready to seek her out... I..." Queen Dreamah sighed tiredly. "I will use the last of my strength to send you there... Lord Daemon has closed off the Dark Ocean; you cannot use that way again..."

Then... everything -- the room itself, and even Myotismon's consciousness, it all went black.

"Myotismon?..." Melissa called out to him, and she shook his shoulder gently. "Myotismon... are you alright?"

Myotismon opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the dark ceiling above him. He remembered the textures of this surface, for he knew his castle was designed that way. As his eyes slowly shifted to the side of him, he saw the beautiful face of Melissa's looking down on him with worriment. The vampire sat up and gazed around to see that he was in his master bedroom. How on earth did he get here, he wondered to himself.

Melissa gently wrapped her arms around him, "Oh, I'm so glad you are alright! You collapsed as soon as you arrived at your castle..." The young woman was slightly taken aback when Myotismon pushed her away.

The vampire lord got back on his feet and continued to look around his room. "How did I get back here?..." He mumbled.

Melissa shrugged her shoulder, "Well... it seems that your humble servants have carried you to your bed."

Myotismon eyed the woman oddly, "My servants? The digimon here are not strong enough to carry a body..."

"Digimon?" Melissa asked a bit puzzled, and then she pointed to the doors of his bedroom. "Those servants there are digimon?..."

Myotismon cocked his head at Melissa, but then he followed the woman's gaze and her hand to what she was pointing too. It took the vampire a few moments to recognize who these servants were. Where did they come from? He didn't remember cloaked figures with bright, jade green eyes. Just who are they? Then... one of them spoke, and Myotismon immediately recalled who this was. "We have carried you here Master..." spoke Matt in a monotone voice, but sounded hypnotic as well. "We always serve our master well..." Then the cloaked figure turned to the door to leave, but not before saying, "There is a girl here, Master. I do not know who she is or what she is looking for... do you want me to send her away?..." While the other cloaked figures had already left the room, Matt continued to wait an answer from Myotismon.

Myotismon's eyes were wide with shock, for he had almost forgotten that he turned all the digidestined, and their digimon into mindless slaves to his will. He shook out of his thoughts and answered sternly, "No... I will see who it is..." He glanced over his shoulder and saw Melissa starring at him curiously. "I will be back in a moment my dear..."

Melissa fidgeted with her fingers and asked quietly, "When will you give that bottle to me? So I can be a real person? If I stay here any longer like this, I will deteriorate back to the dream world..."

Myotismon cracked a sensuous smile on the edge of his lips. "Do not worry, my dear, when I come back here... you will have what you want." Then the vampire left the room to go find this 'girl' that his slave Matt had mentioned. As he first walked out, he thought this 'girl' would be waiting for him, but she wasn't. Myotismon watched Matt turn a corner down a hall, but the vampire called out to him, "Where is she? I do not see her!..."

"She must of gone away, Master..." mumbled Matt, and then the boy continued on to whatever he was going to do.

Myotismon shrugged slightly, and then turned around to head back into the bedroom. Just as he whirled around to go back into his master bedroom, he almost jumped when he saw someone that was standing behind him. This figure was much shorter then him, but was hooded and cloaked in black. As the head raised to look up at Myotismon's face, his heart sank when he saw that it was none other then that imposter demon Kyle. The demon imposter looked a bit more horrific, with having four arms instead of two, and even the skin color was closely related to Myotismon's. The vampire also noticed that her mouth was wrapped in a black, wool scarf, but maybe it was better that way to not see what was underneath.

The imposter put a long finger to where her lips would be. "Don't worry..." The demon imposter slightly wheezed. "My master: King Nightmare has told me to leave you alone... darn it though, you had a strong soul to steal from..." the demon cackled as it slowly glided away.

"Halt a moment!" Myotismon demanded from the demon. The imposter stopped her floating and slowly turned back to the vampire. By her eyes, she looked very irritated to be bothered at the moment. "Why are you here in my castle?"

The demon sighed, "I am just so happy. I have been a lost soul for many years with King Nightmare, but now that he's replaced that stupid girl's soul with my own, I can finally live like a human again... Free to go anywhere I please..." she cocked her head slightly as if in some thought. "Although... I will always be this demon thing to steal and serve the King. That is alright... I am always loyal to the King..." Myotismon watched in horror as a couple of his digidestined slaves slowly passed by the demon. The vampire could not tell, but under those hoods were the poor souls of Sora and T.K.. The imposter laughed softly and then left Myotismon to stand still with shock.

"Myotismon?..." Myotismon saw the beautiful Melissa slowly approaching him. She smiled sweetly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Oh please Myotismon, let me be real so you can kiss me... so I can feel it..."

Myotismon looked away from her and started to wander in his own thoughts. Somehow, this just didn't seem right to him. He wants to rule over the Digital World and both human worlds, but remembering that Nightmare and Daemon are out for the same goal, the vampire wished he of could gone back and changed that. Most important though, seeing the demon posing as Kyle, his heart -- his soul began to miss the real one dearly. She loved him for the way he was, because he loved her being who she was. Why did he give her up? Was it just the moment, or was it perhaps that a more lovely female was before him?

"Myotismon? What is wrong?" Questioned Melissa impatiently. Myotismon's mind sapped back to the reality of all this. How of all this was so wrong. Melissa giggled softly and put her lips to the vampire's ear. "Please Myotismon... I want to be real for you. I want to know..." she put a hand on his chest, "I want to know what it's like to make love with you..." A shiver ran through the vampire as he felt the young woman's lips kiss his cheek ever so lightly.

Then a voice ran through Myotismon's head; that same whimsical voice that had spoken out of turn with Queen Dreamah. "You have the world now. This is what you want after all."

Myotismon sighed, "But it's not. I don't want a world of mine..." The demonic Kyle flashed into his mind; she smiled devilishly and put a finger to her lips. "... to be run by demons, zombies, or any creatures of the sort." Then he thought of Kyle, but it wasn't a image of how she's being tortured at the moment, it's seeing her sit on a thrown next to him as a queen. He could see her smiling and holding onto his hand; to want to be near him. To love him like he wished he could be right now. His eyes were now on Melissa once more, who had the most seductive look to her. The young woman gasped as the vampire shoved her away roughly. "I don't want you," he hissed at her softly. "I cannot let this world of mine be turned into a nightmare fest..."

As Myotismon took a few steps away from her, he could her Melissa starting to cry. "No... Myotismon, no! You were supposed to love me! You were supposed to want me and nothing else!" Myotismon looked over his shoulder to see Melissa going down on her knees and hiding her tears with her hands. "This was not meant to happen! King Nightmare said you would love me! He said you would!"

Myotismon's eyes widened with shock. "Nightmare?" He growled, "What does he have to do with you?"

Melissa continued to cry, but then sobbed her words. "Nightmare wanted me to have you... so you would forget about that other girl... so you would never want to come back and stop King Nightmare..." She starred up at Myotismon, but instead of her kind, sweet face, this one was filled with anger. "By now... she must be dying -- yes, she must be! That was King Nightmare's plan from the beginning when he had her... to let her die."

"No..." Myotismon whispered. "She can't -- she cannot die." The vampire frantically looked all around himself for a way to Kyle, but all that was seen and heard was Melissa and her now evil cackling filling the hallway.

"Myotismon..." Melissa called out to the vampire. "You were supposed to make me real! I was supposed to be yours! I wanted to... became real for you..."

When Myotismon thought things couldn't get more out of whack, he was suddenly whisked away to a room of light. The first thing the vampire saw was a hand of white with a hint of blue. "Are you ready?" Whispered the voice. Myotismon did not speak nor move. "Seize my hand... I will take you where you need to go. That is my last breath of power..." He was a little hesitant about this, but as soon as he even lightly touched this hand, the heavenly hand tightly grasped his own. With a blinding flash of light, Myotismon was teleported to...

... a door. Myotismon stood there in front of this door, but his eyes caught sight of brass numbers that read '101'. When he focused his eyes better though, he could see a bloody, transparent '102' slowly starting to seep over the '101'. "What in hell does that mean?" The vampire asked irritably to whatever would answer him, but no reply had come though. He sighed and slowly opened this door, and very cautiously stepped into the room beyond.

"If Nightmare's world is the entrance to darkness, then let the light be a way out..."

Myotismon had seen very strange and exotic places before, but none had ever been so disturbing and bloodied looking such as this room! It appeared to be a subway station, but more demented and twisted to the eyes. The floor was splotched heavily in blood, and -- wait; is there blood bleeding and oozing from the walls as well? Myotismon thought this to just be his imagination, but at closer inspection and even lightly touching this... the vampire gazed back as fingers and saw the tips smudged with this red substance.

As the vampire was just starting to observe this strange place, a high-pitched scream was heard through a darkened tunnel. Was that Kyle that just ran by this tunnel? Maybe it was just another trick of the mind, but in that direction -- and to his horror, he saw floating, bloody ghouls slowly floating towards an area of the subway station. Myotismon followed these dead beings to see where they would all end up. He stopped dead in his tracks when he found a ruined and abandoned subway car, with blood trickling down the sides. Myotismon watched as the floating ghouls pound on the doors and find a possible way in there. Then... that scream was heard once more, but now it was followed by panicked mutters and whimpers of fright. This subway car was the source of these screams.

The disturbed zombies seemed to be busy trying to find a way in, so Myotismon approached the large transportation vehicle and peered inside the small windows. To his horror, those ghouls were only ignoring him, because they wanted the bloody person inside the subway car. They wanted Kyle's lost soul. The vampire could not believe how worn-out she looked to be, and her whole body was close to being drenched in blood. Was this some sort of effect done by being in this terrible place? Her back was pressed against the siding of the car; crying and hugging herself tightly for support. She felt so broken and lost right now.

"Kyle!" Myotismon called out, but the girl did not respond to him. Her attention was more on the zombie ghosts that wanted to devour her. The vampire knew he just had to get her out before the other dead ones could. Knowing that he had no power in this world, he quickly went to the subway car doors and started to kick on them with all his might. The ghouls stopped their own actions and, even though their heads were bowed, they turned and watched Myotismon try to break in. With some time, he broke enough of the door to force it open on his own. He quickly moved this ruined door aside and hurriedly went in for Kyle.

As Myotismon got down on his knees to face her, Kyle turned her head away and continued to sob uncontrollably. "You... left me... You... left... me... to die..." She clasped her hands to her head as she heard the ghosts mumble and groan lifelessly; knowing that they want her, and her alone. The vampire saw the zombie ghouls starting to find the door he had broken, which would mean those things will find a way in at any moment.

Myotismon struggled a bit with the girl, since Kyle was so terrified to a point of being paralyzed with fear, but he managed to get her in his arms. The hard part was to find a way out of the horrid place without those ghosts to get to her. "I'm here now..." he whispered gently in Kyle's ear, "and I am not about to lose you...not this time. Not ever again." The vampire quickly dodged out of the way as the zombie ghosts became a bit more angered and started to grab at her greedily.

As he left the subway car, a voice echoed off the walls; one that was raspy but soft, "No! He is taking her away! We need her! To feed on her living soul! We want her for ourselves! Take her away from the vampire! Make her become one of us! One of us!"

Myotismon gazed around himself to see the ghosts aimlessly floating towards him! He knew he better find a way out of this place and fast, before those dead souls become more reckless. It seems as he progressed through the subway tunnels and such, that the surroundings started to become more nightmarish, and even numerous disturbing -- and deformed monsters started to come out of the walls and try to attack the vampire to make him drop the tired soul.

When Myotismon had hidden in a small alcove from the approaching monsters, Kyle looked at her hands and then titled her head upwards to gaze up to his face. "M-Myotismon..." He looked down on her with a somewhat depressed look. "I... I feel so weak..."

"You've been here much too long..." Mocked the voice of Nightmare, who chuckled lightly afterwards.

"I... can't think straight... anymore..."

"The darkness is taking over..."

I... I don't... I don't want to die..."

"But you are..."

"No..." Myotismon gently put a hand to Kyle's cheek and caressed it gently, but the girl did not respond to his touch. Kyle knew in her heart... that she had lost the will to live. If those ghosts were to get to her at this point... her soul will be lost forever, and will become one of them. The vampire jumped out of the way as a couple of the dead souls had dropped down from above and swiped their arms at the two 'good' souls.

As the monsters and ghosts continued to chase after Myotismon, the vampire suddenly stopped in his tracks as he caught sight of a door marked 'EXIT.' His eyes lit up as he saw a very bright light shining through the crevasses of the door. Myotismon quickly rushed to the door and tried to open it with a free hand, but the door would not budge. When he glanced over his shoulder and saw the nightmares getting closer, he knew he had no other choice but to set Kyle on the ground as he tried to force open this exit door.

Kyle just sat their motionless for a few seconds, but then she looked up and saw one of the ghosts slowly coming forth and holding out his arms; as if welcoming her to come join the rest of them. Kyle blinked and struggled to get her exhausted body off the ground, and -- like in some sort of a zombie trance, she started to slowly stagger towards this ghost; with her arms out. "Take my soul..." she said in a low, monotone voice.

Just as Myotismon had finally gotten this door to open, he spun around and gasped quietly when he saw Kyle holding out her arms for the ghosts to take her. When both the ghost's hands were nearing and eager to grab at the girl's, the vampire quickly snatched her wrist and forced her by his side. Without taking one last look at everything Myotismon and Kyle would leave behind, he hurriedly stepped through the blinding-light door, with the girl being dragged along for she still seemed to be in a trance.

Myotismon and Kyle fell to the ground hard as they got into this new room, but the vampire recognized it as the place where he met the Queen of dreams. While the tired girl seemed to be unconscious at the moment, Myotismon got to his feet and squinted his eyes in the light to see if anybody was in this room. There was, but it wasn't the Queen that he expected to see. Unfortunately, the figure standing in the room was none other then Daemon, who had his arms behind his back and just stare at the vampire with a blank expression on his darkened face.

"Should I congratulate you on getting here, or should I say at how absurd this all is?..." Daemon asked Myotismon in a calm tone.

Myotismon growled softly. "I'm taking this young woman back with me!" He declared. "And you cannot do anything to stop me!"

Daemon shrugged his shoulders slightly. "That girl? I thought you would of been more interested in the other woman..." He sighed. "Unfortunately, we cannot let you go back to your world with that soul you have at your side..." His eyes shifted to the unconscious body next to Myotismon.

"That's right..." spoke a voice, and now the figure of Nightmare appeared along side Daemon. Nightmare crossed his arms and smirked at the vampire. "We cannot allow you to bring back that girl, for all that will do is ruin our plans..." He laughed and then stated, "This ends now, Lord Myotismon..."