Disclaimer: No I do not own so don't agitate me.

Beelz* looks at the screen.* " Why do you have to write that anyhow, it seems Pointless to me. I mean seriously if you owned it you wouldn't need to write it here, Right? You could just make another series out of it.

Karas98 *shakes my head* : Its for corporate reasons, if I add this disclaimer than I can use your character in my fanfic and not infringe on any of the owners rights. Its ahh Kinda like what Clinton did at the trial only with writing and that fact that Im not lying.

Beelze : "so its not like that at all?"

Me : "yeah..um I guess not " *smiles * "okay on with the fic."

"yeah quit runnin at the mouth"

*glares*

Past Experiences ,Future Repercussions.

Beelzemon's P.O.V

He watched the kid take off in the gear of hell and high water and he had to admit that as the kid jumped from the side of the bridge the kid had a good set of legs. He stared at the kid in a confused and dumbfounded expression. What the hell was the kid running for it was just a Ckick screaming . As his partner became smaller he had the urge to to tell the kid screaming to shut up when something streamed across his mind, with a sharp pang to his head his vison when red and voices whizzed in head all of them fading in and out.

But one far off was screaming, he tried to concentrate on it, and suddenly he could see in the view of someone, short and a hand was reaching toward him, then all of a sudden it was his own hand reaching toward a small girl cowering in a alleyway. Then the girls' body went limp and decayed right before him and dirt was poured over him as this high res frequency screeching tore through his head, He found himself being pulled back through this weird red ocean, then to blackness. He opened his eyes to find himself clutching his own head kelled over behemoth like he was going to die. He jerked up. And looked at his hands they were shaking.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENIN TO ME! I'M SHAKIN ALL OVER THE PLACE !" He shook his head to clear it of the image when the girl screamed. And he heard Takura's Voice.

"Get YOUR filthy Lecherous hands OFF HER!"

"Brother?"

His head whipped around BROTHER? He has Siblings? Rage Flashed across his mind and for a split second he felt like he wanted to rip someone's head off. Then it passed and he realized it was Takura who was pissed.

Sweet Jesus. I thought I was bi-polar for second there. Yeesh, kid's real pissed, I should get over there.

He revved his motorcycle and did a 180° letting go of the break speeding off the side of the overpass breaking a piece of the cement siding off with the force of the momentum of the bike. He landed in the middle of the street doging two oncoming Prius cars. He thought two things

"What company creates a pocket sized car and that guy does not know how Gay it looks in Powder blue."

He shivered at the sudden thought of having a motorcycle that color, and turned the corner at the blue mail box that had marked where e had last seen takura.

~Shoot me now if that should ever happen ~ He waited and as nothing happened he let out a relieved breath. Nice to know he was never going to be flamboyant anytime soon. He slowed down as he came to another intersection in the alleyway and found nothing but dust.

"what the hell is going on. Where is the frekin kid I swear I saw him just a second ago"

He had seen him he looked like he was turning left but on the entire street nothing was there. He should be here assuming he couldn't jump a 20 foot building. He thought about it and cursed. ~Damn Back doors Never there when I need them to be, but always there when I don't~

*he sped through the alleyway hoping to get some results if he made some noise. He was just about out of road and coming up on a wall when a Man in a torn jacket and pants was thrown into the path of th bike, he hit the break and the wheel stopped with in mere centimeters of his face. He opened his mouth to yell when he heard his partner speak non to politely about the landing.

"it a shame, if he would have squashed your head you would have been going out the easy way. Guess that was your last strike at a mercy Plea. Now that we have groveling out of the way lets establish the reasons as to why 'Calling the cops' Would have been your better choice."

The tone of his voice made Beelzemons' head snap up. He looked at the kid who was staring at a small girl standing infront of him, he would have read his face but the kid was in the light so he could only see his Silhouette outline. He kicked the bike off and stood up stretching his arms and legs giving a great yawn.

"Yeesh kid You look tired. wanna give this whole digital save the world thing a break right now and grab a bite to eat, I hear Checkers has amazing set of burgers."

His partners hand droped to his side and his head turned towards the man at the foot of the bike wheel, trying to get up. He continued with his talk like Beelzemon wasn't even there.

"So you want to still choose option A , or is option B going to be the way you get out of here?"

Beelzemon pursed his lips. ~ I know this kid an't ignoring me ..right. He's not that stupid.~

Beelzemon began walking to Takura very causiously he didn't like the feel of the situation and it didn't look like it was about to get any better.

"Hey kid You Okay…. You look like-" Takuras hand shot up and moved over towards the girl against the wall.

"If your going to stay here Check on HER she's the one that needs it, if not Get on that bike and continue with what you we're doing…I have Business to take care of and im not leaving here until its done or hes in cuffs. Personally I think cuffs are too much of an easy way out."

Takura took a setp forward and then another and then another, very slowly, and preditor like. Like he was stalking something, and not going to let it get in the way. Beelzemon could see his face but chose not to look, though it was against his better judgment, it was better not to know how pissed the kid was. He was the digimon and he, as much as he despised it , was ordered to look at the girl. So it was best to do just that.

As Him and takura met each other Side by side , half way between the human and the girl, Beelzemon took a side glance at Takura, who's eyes slid to his . In that spilt second, He knew what Takura was doing. His partner for what ever reason he was about to find out, was about to settle something from his past here and now. And Even Beelzemon Knew not to mess with that kind of Score. Beelzemon Decided that here was were his partner learned, that the past always catches up with you, no matter how hard or fast you run from it. No one can out run time. Not even him. He looked back at the girl who was staring at him with a blank stare.

~Just like Jerry, after I killed Leomon~ He put his arm on Takuras' shoulder which jumped under his touch. "Give me a moment kid, she don't need to see this now matter what." He knew what was going to happen, but the girl didn't need to know. Even if she might have that blank stare she would remember what she saw, it would just stay hidden in a cocoon of bad memories waiting to turn into a monster that she saw in her dreams.

Takura looked back , then nodded. "hurry check her out he's getting back up and I don't want him to leave till he learns his lesson." Beelzemon took his hand off the kid and slowly walked up to the girl who didn't even make a scared peep as he came toward her. She just watched him with those big lost eyes. Yeah her head turned and followed him and tilted up looking at him when he stood in front of her, but she wasn't really there right now. In her own safe place as much as he could guess. He found him self trying to comfort her, even though he knew she wasn't there.

"It's going to be okay, I'm not here to hurt you, just want to see if your injured." Which was retarded as hell as anyone could see she was injured mentally, and the black eye showed physically, but something told him internally was what they we're more worried about.

~Thank you well of knowledge from the unknown~ Man it was back. Thank the heavens, though he didn't know who they were. He took a hold of the girl and checked her face, she had a black eye, a cut lip and bruised face that was turning purple before his very eyes. He knew cause he could Smell the scent of her cells, it smelled bitter sweet, and they were dying. So the cells were starting to decay. He checked her neck, and saw a small bleeding scratch on her shoulder. It smelled sweet and tickled his senses. For a moment he got lost in staring at it but when he heard his own heart beat drumming in his ears he figured it would best to keep looking. He was feeling a little light headed. And he didn't want to find out that he was suddenly Hemophobic, or was squeamish.

He was about to give the verdict of okay when he smelled fresh blood, and noticed she was clutching the jacket to her in and awkward kind of way. He went to open it when her hands grasped it tighter. He looked at her, and her eyes we're still blank but the movement said she was slightly coherent. " I need to see what happened, I can't patch it up if I can't help you." Which was true, but mostly because the unknown ticker tape in his head, was spouting off instructions on how to dress a wound. He waited for a moment and then she dropped her hand, leaving the scent of fresh blood to waft in the air. He kneeled down, to give her the feeling of Dominance, so she didn't freak out in the fragil condition she was in. and Opened her jacket to find a torn shirt covering some cuts. It wasn't until her lifted the shirt alittle till she saw the real deal, and had to clamp his mouth shut before a whole slew of cuses came out.

He didn't know what was used to do it, but this little girl had gashes in her sides and on her stomach that traveled down most likely past the slip of her skirt , She had been tortured, that little ticker tape told him something else was going on as well. Though he really did not want to contemplate exactly what had been doing before Takura stepped in. He reeled his emotions back inside, this man was going to pay for it , it was either now or later , and a part of him was relly hoping it was now.

He stood up and button the girls coat, holding her against his chest so she didn't see the sign he was about to give. He looked at Takura who now stood directly in-front of the man who hurt her. what was in his hand was clearly the knife that was used on her as it was all bloody and the man had no cuts on him. He eyed the girl one more time, and thought of her eyes, once again he couldn't help but think of jerry. ~Man oh man, I have a felling what I had done wasn't even near as bad as this, and I still had to pay. And Boy did I disserve it too. What a lousy shmuk I had been. Well times caught up with me, and its time for her to have her score settled. Just like jerry's was with me.~

He looked back at His partner, who was now looking at him, then at the sedisict slime ball cowering in the corner, and back to takura nodding his head in agreement. His partner got the most devilish look on his face as he smiled, and Beelzemon actually Shivered. Takura was going to enjoy this, and he really hoped he didn't get lost in it. But if he did Beelzemon knew he was going to be right here to snap him out of it if he went too far.

He looked back at the girl as he heard Takura's final words to the guy.

"You said at one point, that you were lucky I wasn't a grown man that could handle my own affairs, Well JACK, Your luck. Just. Ran. Out." Beelzemon wrangled up his thoughts the moment he felt Takura rear back for the first hit, and by the time the second hit landed, he had gotten back into business mode and watched as Takura beat the hell out of someone who deserved it. Yeah this was where being a small part of his old self came in handy, cause if he didn't still have it he wasn't too sure he could stand there with one hand in his pocket , the other holding the girl to him while is partner beat the hell out of someone.

Rika's P.O.V

She didn't know what was going on but what ever it was it was bad. Takura just didn't run of like that, not ever. But then again she was going off of what she'd seen of him for the past three days. Yeah maybe that wasn't the best observation. ~Sherlock Holmes I am not~ She thought. She looked down at Renamon who was quiet again. " Can you trace him yet?"

She got an agrivated growl from her "Youv'e askes me that for the past 15 minutes and no I Haven't the slightest idea Where he is." Renamon landed a little ruff and sent Rika sprawling forward. "get the picture Rika." Oh yeah she got the picture 'stop asking questions', and Renamon was being oddly aggressive.

But she had never seen Renamon like this either. But perhaps the situation was giving all of them a case of the frits. Yeah that was it, in the five years she knew Renamon, her partner had never steered her wrong .

" I'm sorry Renamon, your right I have been asking like I'm a broken record haven't I? I just worry about….Them." She felt herself blush, and heard Renamon snicker." Don't laugh this is no time to be laughing." Renamon just laughed Louder, and harder. So much so that her body was quaking.

"Hey Ren! Cut it out, I cant balance that well , I'm not a Rabbit You know." Rika began tilt back wards as Renamon reared up laughing Manically. Her words mixed in the laughter.

" Rika…I …can't…Stop…..Its too …..hard…I'm trying…but..-"

Renamon Toppled backward onto the roof landing on rika and rolling aside. by the time rika got back up to To check on Renamon , her partner was in full blow Hystarical Laughter, her pipils all small and insane looking, her breath began to weeze, almost like she was laughing herself to death.

"Renamon what's going on, Stop laughing like that, okay. I get it. it was funny. Can we go now?" Her Friend stopped and then sputtered laughing harder.

"It …Is funny…. isn't it….. Rika….It is funny ….That Takura and Beelzemon are lost and The other…..can be…in DEATHLY danger…and theres…..nothing..we …can ..do ..to ..stop…Them."

Renamon rolled over and Rika felt she had to head for the hills , Ren looked like a wild Rabid Animal her eyes all red and crazed, her mouth starting to foam. She was about to touch her when Ren Growled and rolled away from her.

"STAY BACK RIKA!.. Somethings not right." Ren curled up into a ball of fur and began to Growl. Various Hisses and yowls came from her as small little tearing noises rose from her body. Rika felt a shiver move down her spine as Ren crouched on all fours , like a cat. Rens eyes so fixed on her. It was almost as if she was looking past her.

"GET AWAY FROM HER! DON'T YOU TOUCH H-AAAAAHHHHHHH RRRRR " Ren Fell to the side a small crunch coming from her as a sinister Eco of laughter sounded from behind her. Rika Slowly turned around to see a Shadowish Form Standing Behind her.

"What ever is the matter Little one, Don't' You Recognize me?" The forms Voice flooded in and out giving it a creepy chopped up voice that sounded like he was speaking through ghostlike fan.

"No I see you Don't , Well perhaps you knew me in this form" She watched as The Shadow changed and shifted into What was VerceraMon and her eyes widened " No that cant be you were data-bites the last we saw you."

He laughed and changed back " True but I have your friend to thank for this. If not for the sudden Change in him I would not be here. Yet I do have something to settle with him, but right now is not the best time. Hes.*The Doppleganger like digimon looked past her and ren and too the streets below* Wrapped up in something, Looks messy too. I guess even Your Kind can be cruel to their own, you shouldn't judge us digimon to harshly, with what's going on between that Human and Beelzemon's Tamer. I would say your kind is just as vile as ours. But that's Just my ..Observation." He nodded in a certain way that made Rika think he ws trying to get her to do something, but then the thought faded till renamon Piped up.

"Rika ..dont listen to him, He's Lying, Takura would never do anything to—AHHHHUGH"

Renamon twisted in a very bad way as Verceramon or whoever he was now walked up to her and knealed down. "Oh and you're the one to talk about Lying little Rabbit. She had been Riding on your back Asking you. Even Beggin you once or twice to tell her where they were and what did you say. "I Cant sense them Rika' 'They're not here Rika' ' I can't find them yet Rika' Yet you KNEW where they were and what was happening. Don't talk to me about lying when YOU *he touched her nose and she stopped convulsing to lay in a heap gasping for air* Lyed to your own tamer." He stood up and walked past Rika, who glared at Renamon with sheer anger for the first time in five years.

"you KNEW."

"Rika Please." She reached up only for Rika to shake her head

"NO! Don't! Where are they?"She found it was Verceramon who would answer.

"Don't' Bother with her... she needs to stay here with me, I can take off the effects of this power. Your Friend is on 5th street and Broad, in the back of an alleyway letting out all his frustrations. Though don't judge him Harshly either. He has a very good reason for wanting that man dead, and quite frankly I agree. But don't take my word for it go see for yourself…She'll be fine."

Rika ran past Renamon and looked back "hey what's your Na-" He abruptly interupted.

"Introductions are best saved for later- Much later- By the time you come back she will be healed. Go now little one. Before they to hide it from you again."

She ran for the nearest fire esacpe, trying to get down as fast as she could to get to Takura. As her feet hit the ground she had a moment to wonder.

~What is it that Renamon would hide from me, and why would she hide it, if it involved Takura ? She knows how I feel about Beelzemon, and Takura. So why would she feel she could not tell me?~

She also wondered what she had been thinking as she passed a pet shop on 8th . She stopped and skidded to a stand still looking at a bunny rabbit propping itself up on a window sil.

~I shouldn't have left renamon like that, but why do I feel betrayed, yes She lied about where he was but She had a good reason to sh- she had to have. , I'll talk to her when i get back, and tell her I'm not that mad. She'll understand, I know she will~ She kept moving the quicker she found Takura and Beat the hell out of him for pulling a stupid stunt like this, the sooner she can talk to Renamon.


Beelzemon P.O.V

Yeesh, was the kid as pissed as ever. As he watched the kid move around the human, he shivered. Takura gave a strong right hook as he slid under the human who just recently showed up, it turned out a couple of men had sent this man, paully?( who was currently on the floor after an interesting fight, turns out the man named Paully, had a glass jaw) after this girl here to hurt Takura. Which he had no idea why, but the kid was pretty resorfull. Seriously out of the four that showed up only two were standing, and the kid had just picked up a constuction rod, so this was about to get messy. And just as he noted that, paully got up.

"HEY ! YOU PINT SIZED PINHEAD! DO YOU RELISE WHAT YOU'VE DONE. NINOKO'S GONNA MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS! YOUR GONNA DIE NOW. AND NOT JUST YOU. THE GIRL, AND ANYONE CLOSE TO YOU. HA! AND YOU'LL DIE LAST SO YOU CAN SEE IT TOO!" Now that Beelzemon had to laugh at.

"Pfft Ha. First off who's this Ninoko, and second off what Army does he have cause he's gonna need one to get even a silm shot at that far, and third this is just funny as hell to see a kid half your size kick your as-"

"Hey! CROMEDOME! So far as i can see your only hugging that Child to you, I think your cowering behind her."

Oh NO he did not just Call him Cromedome did he? Beelzemon smiled sinisterly. "You want me to fight, oh fine I will but first, you might want to help your PAL, Takura's really givin your guy a deadly new look...Its so sinister he might...kick the bucket...before takuras even through. " He let some distance get between him and the girl. He rubbed his chin as the ticker tape provided some very interesting information about persuation techniques" Hey I have a question to ask you goons. Have you ever been worked over your own table, Hypothetically speaking of course. You Know so you can see what really works, and what you know is-" What the hell, was that a kid screaming or was it just him.

He stopped and waited a moment hearing only silence. The man infront of him was looking at him like he was simply insane, which was in all probability true, save for the fact that he was saving someone. Which he should really be getting the girl out of here, Takura seemed to be okay on his own. But the thought of leaving his partner here in this dugout of an alley was not pleasing at all. Except for the fact that this guy beside takura clearly clocked out five minutes ago, he was scared into a state of stillness, now wasn't that nice to know. Even men like this had a mental threashold.

He turned his attention back to the man who in all likely hood, was going to be broken within the next few min, seeing as takura was already almost done with his pal.

" yeah i think that's a really good idea, dont you" he gestured to the bulding next to him" I can help you, you know, figure which technique works reallly good. See i can help you by-" a loud cry that souded more like a GAk to his ears, came from the man takura was handling. Ahhh thats the man he called Jack, and jack now had a broken arm, he continued where he left off.

" See I know that at some point your body wont let you do harm to youselves. Its an automomatic shut off that is linked to the self presurvation part of your mind. It comes in hand when someone has a masocisitc side that borders self annililation. So that means when you humans get to the breaking point you can't do anymore harm to yourselves. Thats where I come in,

He stepped a bit closer, letting his voice drop low, becoming sinister* " Because unlike you humans I Don't have that off switch that's tied to emotions or memories or attachments of any kind. Business is all i know. And then the Gloves come off and what ever Takura says, goes. Heck I might even go one step more , be generious, and let you pick the technique out of the list that i rattle of my brain. So whatya say, PAL, cause i dont think you know first hand the services you and your friends provide."

Beelzemon watches as the goons face turned the color of grass. Oh man he must have been really thinking hard about what it would be like, or he was really squemish. It was hard to even say he was on the same level of A-hole as jack was. Buddy boy here seemed like a kiddish version of Pete the pedophile, not Larry the letcherous scum. The way his leggs were shakin' he had to have been pushed into doing Crime, no way he signed up for it.

He turned to takura, who was, well finished with jack, too bad jack couldn't run now, his leggs were broken too. But in all reality that just made it easier for Beelzemon to take care of him, He couldn't live with what he had done, with what he was planning to do. Beelzemon shook his head .~Some times the bad just have to die, and the good just have to lie.~ Which was exactly what was going to happen here. No way would thoes goody goody types like takatto, and Guilmon would understand. The couldn't understand cause they didn't live like Takura or himself.

Hell other than what happened in the digital world they probably never even saw a murder, or a robbery. They just did not know all kinds of things Takura went through, but it had to have been heck of alot to make him this angry.


~A/N~ Ah character plot thickens..Muahahahahahahaha!...I hope you all like this chaper, and are not offended in anyway. For corrects I was refurring to the face that people cannot torture themselves physically. as eventually our bodies will not allow It. I was not pertaining to anything other than that. (ie. suicide, and yes I have lost a friend that way) so i just wanted to address that before a possible problem arose.