Children of the Legend

Kari Minamoto

Author's Note: You have every right to burn me at the stake. I haven't updated forever but college is really busy. I have an overload (6) classes. I'm also an elected member of student government and have two meetings a week. I have also joined the choir which practices twice a week. I have work study. I am in a leadership development program. (I'm an ad hoc kind to English Society since I can't make the meetings). I also tutor kids once a week. I also want to keep my grades up so I can enter the honors program next year. Then there is also classes and homework. I also want to write for the student newspaper at some point – I just don't really have the time. I've been just a little busy. (And to add to it I got on a major Detective Conan kick – such a good show/manga!)

Anyways I am an English major and Education minor and will probably be declaring a Communications minor as well. I'm going to be extremely busy and have no clue when I'll be getting a chance to write. This will end my rant with a presentation of the long awaiting Chapter 24 of Children of the Legend!

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon!!!!

Chapter 24 The Secret's Somewhat Out

"Fractal Code Digitize!" Tommy said as the spirits and fractal code were absorbed into the small machine.

Tommy sat back down on the ground. Not really sure what was happening. He constantly glanced between the DTector, the crest, and the spot Grumblemon had previously occupied. He had forgotten that there was someone else around until he heard Davis say, "What just happened?"

Tommy just stared, his face a pale white. No one was supposed to discover their secret – that's what a secret was after all. Something kept from others. Now he had just used a D Tector in front of a complete stranger. Of course he now wanted answers. Who wouldn't want answers? A giant monster had just targeted a little boy. A jet of light had just (in a shortened version of the story) destroyed the monster. The boy then got rid of it in a stream of data.

That's perfectly normal.

It's a typical day of work – if you're a Chosen Child.

But this man wasn't.

"Well are you going to answer my question?" Davis asked the boy again now getting up off the ground and dusting himself off.

"Um, er, uh, my mom wants me home! I gotta go!" Tommy yelled while starting to run off.

When in doubt mom is always a good excuse to get out of anything.

Tommy didn't make it very far. Davis was older, taller, and faster. He could easily outrun a twelve year old boy. Davis grabbed the back of Tommy's coat and put a halt to the boy's escape.

"I want answers kid. Why was the digimon after you, what did he want, and why do you have a crest?" Davis said with his teeth clenched. He was loosing his temper.

Davis expected the questions of "What is a digimon" or "How am I supposed to know what he wants" or even "What's a crest". He certainly wasn't expecting a question in return.

"How do you know about Digimon?"

"Don't worry – the guys'll take care of everything. You don't have to worry about anything you'll be safe," the butterfly told Kari as they were flying over the city. This was coming from a digimon who burst into her classroom and took her while leaving the others to fight. And to add to that they had to be pretty far off the ground since the skyscrapers were below them.

"Who are you?" was all Kari could come up with as she hesitantly peeked over the see just how high up they were. She couldn't figure out how high – but in the end did it really matter. It only mattered if she fell.

"I'm Kazemon. Don't worry I won't drop you," the digimon replied as if reading the woman's mind.

"How are you so confident in the two you left behind?" Kari couldn't help but ask.

Kazemon giggled. "I would trust the two of them with my life"

Kari felt like a child asking this particular question, but she was just to curious: "Why?"

"We've been through so much. I just trust them. How can I even define the trust I place in them. I really can't. I just do, it's hard to explain," Kazemon stated.

She broke off quickly and her body stiffened.

"We're being followed," Kazemon stated before picking up her speed trying to loose whoever was on their trail.

Doctor Kido came into his patient's room and opened the blinds. The boy had given him a shock last night. He seemed to be almost possess, but more than anything he was desperate.

The hospital had decided to keep him an extra day, just to make sure he was okay. Joe had never had a patient like this. A boy who is in a coma, wakes up with the help of a crest, and then seems to be panicked about something he can't tell anyone.

No, Joe had never had a patient this unusual.

As Joe was pulling the blinds open he heard the bed groan. He turned around to see Koichi sitting up in bed.

"Am I going home today?" Koichi asked him while eying his jacket which was now hung up again.

"No, we want to make sure you're completely 100 percent better before sending you home. You'll stay with us one more day," Joe said smiling.

He knew Koichi wouldn't be happy with this decision, but it was doctor's orders.

"Did you talk to my brother? Is he okay?" Koichi asked him while biting his bottom lip.

'It's almost like he thinks his brother might be hurt by something…' Joe thought.

"Yeah I did," Joe continued with his smile and sat down in a chair next to the bed. "He answered and said he understood who "He" was. The line then went dead, the power must have gone out."

Koichi paled.

"Is he okay, is my brother okay!?" Koichi asked panic-stricken.

"I think so, why would something happen when the power goes out?" Joe asked in puzzlement.

"Can I talk to him now?" Koichi asked, his eyes begging.

Joe sighed. Cell phones weren't supposed to be used in the hospital and the hospital's line wasn't working. He silently took the phone out of his pocket.

"Make it quick." Joe said handing over the phone.

The number had to have been half dialed before it was even out of his hand. Koichi clutched the phone like the lifeline between him and his brother. Holding his breath and waiting for the other end to pick up.

Finally the breath was let out: "Koji! Are you okay!"

Joe let the boy talk on the phone longer than he should have. As soon as heard from his brother, relief appeared in his patient's face. His brother was fine, just a little tired. He was coming to the hospital today and Koichi was now extremely cheerful.

"Thank you for letting me use your phone," Koichi told him and acting more like himself (according to how his mother said he acted) than he had since before last night.

"You're close to your brother aren't you?" Joe asked Koichi.

"I'd die if anything happened to him because of me. I almost lost him once, I could never live without him around. Life wouldn't be right," Koichi told him while thinking of memories that Joe figured he would never extract from the boy.

Joe got up to leave. "I'll check in on you later," he told Koichi.

He turned to look at the boy who was extremely calmed by the phone call. "Thank you so much."

Joe just smiled and left.

"How do I know!? How do you know?!" Davis asked the boy he was staring at.

Tommy bit his lip unsure of what to say. The man was screaming at him and he couldn't bring himself to say anything back. Well he certainly wasn't going to cry either.

"I can't say," was what he finally came up with as Davis continued his rant.

What do you mean you can't say! Of course you can! You could have all the secrets that I need – I need to know how you know about Digimon!" Davis said and he would have pulled all the hair out of his head if it was possible.

How could one boy have so many answers locked up and not willing to share them with him! It really was torturous.

"I can't, I'd be breaking my promises to people and digimon!" Tommy told him.

Davis was trying hard not to hurt the boy. He really was. But he was getting close to the end of his rope of dynamite.

"I need to know – it's extremely important!" Davis told the boy.

Davis couldn't believe this. He was fighting with a twelve year old. It was ridiculous.

The boy remained silent.

"Fine I'll tell you my half if you answer some of my questions okay?" Davis asked trying to meet the boy halfway.

He was hesitant, "Okay. I'm Tommy by the way."

"Nice to meet'cha Tommy. We'll help each other out, I have a feeling we're on the same side," Davis said putting an arm around the boy. He looked down at Tommy and he received a smile in return.

This was going to be the start of a wonderful partnership, Davis could feel it.

To be continued…

This was a hard chapter to write. I know it is still kind of short, but I needed to get the points out for the plot to get moving. I had to go back and reread my chapters and look at my note sheet. It's been so long. There was a lot of other stuff I wanted to put in but I figured it would be best to split and use the information for chapter 25. I hope I can get one more update out over Thanksgiving break. (If not my Christmas break starts the 13th). I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks again for your reviews and support – they keep this story going! I promise that I'm not giving up on this fic!

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