Holy, its been a very long time since I updated this story. Sorry for making you all wait, but I've been busy with my Naruto story. Now that its done, I can get to work on this.

Hope you enjoy it.

While I work with all the news stories, I will also be rewriting The Dark Jester. I felt that the first book needs to be done a little more better, add a few chapters and such. So think of it as The Dark Jester: Special Extended Edition.

Takato was making his way back home. It was a nice night so a bus ride didn't seem too neccesary for him. The sky was clear and there was a small but cool breeze that made the warmth of the weather tone down.It was like the perfect recipe for perfect weather. As he was waling down the peaceful streets of the city, he was interupted by someone calling for help.

"Somebody!"

Takato ran to where it was coming from. From what he saw, there was a man being attacked by three other men. It appeared to be a gang related issue as the three attackers were dressed in clothing that seemed to match in style and the victim was nothing more than a business man on his way home. Takato reached for the top of his shirt to undo it, but stopped.

Wait, what am I doing? Takato backed away from the scene, not wanting to draw attention. Blood Rose is no more. I can't go against them like this. He couldn't block out the calls for help, it just rung in his head as if he was inside a church bell. Why did I ever give up on Blood Rose? Takato then looked ahead and had a thought. As if ignoring the crisis at hand, he simply walked away.

"Just shut up and give us the wallet!" One of the gang members said.

"Please, help me!" The man continued to scream for help.

"This is getting annoying, just cut him man."

One of them pulled out a switchblade and made his way to the victim. Before he could strike, a hand grabbed the knife hand and threw the gang member to a wall.

"What the..."

A masked man stood before them. His face was hidden in a plain white mask with his eyes being all that showed. He saw the other two come at him so he prepared for it. He sidestepped to avoid an attack from one and pulled out his foot to trip him. With the remaining enemy, he pointed at him and then swung his hand back. The gang member suddenly flew in the direction the hand swung to and hit the wall. The masked man approuched the man and offered a hand, "Are you alright?"

"Y-yes." The man took the hand and was pulled onto his feet, "Thank you."

"No problem." He smiled behind his mask, "You just get home. I'll deal with them." He waited for the man to leave before he turned his attention back to the gang. When he turned around, one of them pulled out a gun and aimed it at him. He quickly thrusted his hand forward and sent a force of energy that pushed the gun weilder back at the wall. "They just don't learn."

"I can't go back to jail!" One of the gang members cried, "My mom's gonna be so mad with me if she finds out."

"You think your mom is the worst of this?" Another said, "If my dad finds out, he'll kill me with my own knife."

Takato smiled in success as he walked away from the three after leaving them suspended by chains. He walked to a cart that was selling many arts and craft supplies. He quietly placed the mask into the pile of other white masks and walked away. Takato had to admit to himself, he enoyed the feeling of saving lives again. He enjoyed the feeling of knowing that he had stopped the act of a criminal activity all on his own. But he remembered why he gave that up, he remembered why he gave up the title of Blood Rose.

Flashback

"Maybe its time I put my mantle to rest." Takato said to himself as he held the uniform of Blood Rose. He had been comtemplating this decision for quite some time. There were no more major threats in his city and all supernatural evil was no more. He gently folded up the uniform and placed it back in the chest it came from. The rose that had accompanied him throughout his duties rested on top of the clothes. "There's no more evil and I'm with the woman I love. I need to make sacrifices for her." With that, he closed the lid of the chest and locked it. He took it to his closet and put it in there, leaving it in the blackness of the small space.

End

Takato couldn't just go back on the promise he made to himself. He swore to give up on Blood Rose, knowing that he won't be needed in his future. He knew that the Order Realm didn't need Blood Rose there, only Takato himself. He put his hands in his pocket as he continued his walk back home. Because of a bunch of teenaged idiots, he lost around fifteen minutes of his time to deal with them. He was now late for what he was planning to do when he got home.

"Rider Jump!" A green armored figure pulled a lever on his buckle that resembled a grasshopper. When he did, a surge of energy went through his body and to his left leg. When all the visible energy reached the foot, he jumped up high to the sky. "Rider Kick!" He pulled the lever leg back to its original position as he fell to the ground. His left leg came in contact with one of the many green monstrous beings. Once it came in contact, a anchor jack that resembled a grasshopper's leg that was on the person's left leg clicked and sent him back up, performing another kick to another monster. This was repeated until all monsters exploded in green fire.

"That's right!" Takato jumped from his couch. Of course he was late for his usual time to watch all of his favourite show, but he still made it in time to see all the important bits. Despite being a mature age, Takato still couldn't say 'no' to Kamen Rider Kabuto. It was the least he could do to pass the time. After another ten minutes of this show, it was now over. Takato decided to turn in for the night, starting by washing up for bed. Once he was all ready to sleep, Takato got into his bed and let himself drift off into sleep.

A dark beach, no life, no sun, no sign of anything living anywhere. The sand was dark with grains that looked as though they were bleached in death, but the ocean itself was worse. The water was just as dark as the sand, making it seem like fishes would rather rot on land than swim in there. Further up ahead, there was a pathway made of rocks which were as dark as the very sand in laid superior over. At the end of the rock path, a large lighthouse stood erected. You would think someone would be living there, but in a world like this, there are doubts. From the top of the lighthouse, the black light spun around the place, shining what was meant to be light over the beach.

There was no doubt about it.

This place was death.

Takato woke up from what seemed to be a dream. What was that dream just now? Where was that place? It all seemed too strange for him. Perhaps it was best to deal with it later, he needed to get himself ready for work. He got out of bed and prepared for his daily routine. He had the coffeemaker set up to brew a cup for him, he had the TV on to get him updated on the world, and he was in the middle of making breakfast. With everything set, he had his breakfast as the TV was still on.

"We interupt this news with a live feed of some strange occurances." A reporter said. "A man was walking home last night when he came across a startling sight."

The screen then showed a very poor quality image of what looked like a strange purple light hovering in the middle of the streets. Around the area of this was destruction. The roads were crumbled, the sidewalks were destroyed, cars around the palce were flipps for crushed and the streetlights were practically gone.

"Dark portals have begun to appear in the site of chaos that was left behind." The news reporter announced on TV. "Conclusions are that these are the works of the supernatural, just as it used to be a long time ago."

Takato looked over to the TV screen. "Just as it used to be a long time ago?" Was this reporter refering the Digimon? Takato knew it couldn't be Digimon, portals like those were never seen back then. But what Takato was able to speculate was that some evil the Orderrealm once mentioned was responsible. "I really need to find my answers soon." He checked his watch, he still had some time left. So walking to work won't cause any problems, as long as he isn't sidetracked. He had the coffe set in a thermos and in his hands and he was out to work.

"Takato!" Takato looked up from his desk. His manager came up to him, he wasn't upset, but more distressed.

"What's wrong?" Takato asked.

"I hate to do this to you, but can you help pick up the slack that Morimoto left?" The manager asked, "He's been bedridden for a whole two weeks now."

"No problem." Takato said, "Who else is gonna be here tonight?"

"Just you and Toby." The manager answered, "It's won't be too much, I just need you guys to reorganize the returned books and reshelf them all."

"Doesn't sound like too much." Takato said.

"Thank you." The manager smiled, "You're a lifesaver."

As the manager left, Takato leaned back on his chair, smiling. You have no idea. The day continued on with people coming and going, taking out books, returning them, or renewing them. Anybody would find this job to be the most boring job on the planet, but Takato enjoyed the quiet life. In the library, no one can bother him the way people do in other places like restaurants or department stores.

After some hours, it was time for the place to close. Of course, Takato was one of the people that were supposed to stay behind. Takato didn't care, he had nothing better to do. His favourite TV show was going to show and episode he had already seen, and he didn't have any new book to read. This was a perfect way to pass the time, and if the manager kept his word, the job should be done fairly easily. He went to the boxes of books that needed to be grouped and shelved. Some of them were already taken care of, Toby had already done his portion and was probably on break. Takato got to work on taking the organized books on carts and taking them to be shelved. After a good hour and a half, the job was finally done and the two were able to leave. Takato had the keys to the place, so he was responsible for closing up.

Takato was now on his way from work. It was late, but that didn't matter to him. His manager promised him a break and that he can come to work later in the afternoon. As Takato was walking home through he quiet streets of Shinjuko, there was something dark trailing behind him. Takato seemed to sense this presence, but when he looked back, nothing was there. He shrugged his shoulders, Maybe just a cat or something. When he turned to walk again, something sweeped him off his feet and carried him up to the sky. Takato looked down and saw that he was far off the ground and slowly coming to a stop. He then felt the grip on his body loosen and he began to fall. As he fell, a dark portal appeared in front of him and a figure shot out, holding a large spiked ball on a thick wooden stick. The figure swung his weapon and hit Takato at the face. The figure then disappeared in the portal and reappeared in another, attacking Takato from that angle. This went on until Takato reached the top of a building and landed with a large thud. The figure then drops from the sky and lands hard on his feet, dislocating his knee joints. But instead of screaming in pain, the legs suddenly reattach themselves. The figure came into full view with the moonlight shining on it. The disfigured face and the corpse-like body brought a small amount of discomfort into Takato.

"Well, I was hoping to meet you at last, Blood Rose." The monstrous thing snarled.

"Blood Rose?" Takato was slightly surprised that this thing knew his past alter ego, "Who are you?"

"Havik is who I am." The monster replied, "And Chaos is what I bring to you."

"Havik?" Takato remembered that name from two years ago. "It's you!"

"Yes, now you remember. My poor Demon Brothers fell at your hands, but not I. I will bring your end." Havik raised his arms to the sky, "Tremble At My Feet!"

Takato winced in pain, but he was slowly starting to heal. He couldn't remember the last time he had to heal from this much pain, but he was glad that he wasn't getting rusty on healing himself. He got to his feet and saw that Havik was not going to show any mercy. Being in no position to fight back, he ran. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop while Havik chased after him, swinging his weapon in a psychotic manner, smashing everything that was in the range of his swing. Takato came to a point where there was no rooftop for him to jump to other than the one he was already on. With nothing else to rely on, Takato jumped down below and landed an a pile of trash. He got himself out of the mess and continued to run. Hopefully, Havik lost sight of him now.

Havik reached the end of the building where Takato jumped off of and saw no sight of him. "You're lucky tonight, but I'll see you again."

Takato peered out from the shadows, he sighed with relief when he saw Havik disappear. Despite being healed of wounds, he was still sore from the pain. Unable to manage with all the pain, he limped his way back home. He was grateful that Havik didn't catch him on his trip home. Halfway there, he was too much in pain, so he took a cab for the rest. Now the worst part for his trip came; all three elevators were broken, leaving him to take the stairs. It seemed like his night was going bad tonight. He forced himself up the long flight of stairs and made it to his apartment. Instead of taking the time to get into his sleepwear, he just flopped on the couch.

The next morning, Takato woke up, aching from last night's beating. He decided get the day off to try and sooth the pain. He called the library and made up a story of how he fended himself against some younger muggers and that he was in pain from it. Believing his story, they let him off work for the day and until he called back to tell them when he could start again. With the call made, he moved himself to his bedroom and rested there. His phone then began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Hi Takato."

"Rika, hi?"

"I was just left the library, where are you?"

"I'm at home, I'm in a little pain and...wait, why aren't you at school?"

"Some idiot tried to pull off a Dark Jester rip-off and started a fire in the gym and cafeteria."

Takato scoffed, "Nice."

"Would you mind if I came over?"

"I don't think you should. I'm planning to stay in bed until I feel better."

"Oh, alright then. I'll call you later."

"Ok, I'll hear from you then. I love you."

"Love you too."

Takato hung up and sighed heavily as he let the warm comfort of his bed sooth him. After some time, he found he was unable to sleep it off, the night with Havik was too much to think of. He needed to do something about it, with Havik around, that means Takato's running out of time. He needed to get his answers sooner. He rolled over to the other side of bed and dug through the books he collected on dimensions and traveling. Perhaps he missed some things, perhaps he misinterpreted something in the books. In spite of all this, he still wondered about that dream he had, the dream of himself in a dark beach with no essence of color anywhere. Does the dream have something to do with Havik's arrival?

Havik stood alone at the rooftop of a church, he sat at the highest point of the building with an apple in his hand. "Well, Blood Rose is still in Shinjuko. That saves me the trouble of searching. Now all I need to do is wait for him to come out. With me around, he'll have no choice." He took a bite of his apple and quickly spit out its contents. Looking at where he bit, he saw a worm squirming around inside. In delight, he caught the worm in his teeth and sucked it out of the apple. He then took another bite of the apple. "This will be a time to enjoy. Such chaos will I bring."

Yes!! I did it, I finished another chapter. I apologize to everyone who was waiting for this update, but my Naruto story seemed too important to pass up. But now that its done, I can get back to work on this and Vestige.

Also, I will be in the works of writing another Digimon story crossing with Kamen Rider Kabuto. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Please review on this chapter.