Hi hi it's loveless again! I am really enjoying this story so far so I guess I can upload another chapter right now. This one has more of Warden who is officially going by that for the rest of the story as well as two new characters! You also get to see some of Myotismon, and boy hasn't he changed in the ten years that have passed! Thanks for all of you reading this I really enjoy that you like it to read this far.

Oh, and if you don't like violence... revert your attention to a different fanfic... thanks!

~Loveless~

I awoke to the sound of screaming. Not the normal, annoying, poor man screaming; but the horrible screaming of a child. I winced, remembering the last time I had heard that noise was ten years ago. When it come closer I found it was words being screamed and I couldn't help to laugh at the spew of curses coming form such a childish voice. And then they were right next to my cell and I could see the owner of the voice was in fact a small girl. She had bloodied wraps over her eyes and was lashing at the pudgy guard (who I guess was demoted to lackey under the Warden) while he attempted to open my cell door. I stood up as the girl was thrown down next to me as well as a smaller little boy who looked as if he was knocked cold. I had to rub my eyes for a moment; jumping slightly at the pain from the burned cheek... they... looked exactly like the two youngest digidestant! The girl pouted and clamored to the door of the cell as it slammed, slinging out another sling of wild curses. She then looked back and fumbled on the ground, I only realized then she was completely sightless.

"Tori... Where are you Tori" she rasped, her voice hoarse from all her yelling. I looked to the unconscious boy and then back. They weren't the same kids... hell, it had been ten years, why the hell did I think that? And as I looked closer at them both they looked more like that Sora girl and the youngest boy's older brother. I hated to see her fumble like that... I suddenly felt pity... a feeling I hadn't felt in ten years.

"He...He's not going to answer you..." I said, the words having to be forced from my mouth. She snapped her head in my direction, a look of rage across her face.

"You that Myotismon bastard that killed our gramma?" She growled. "If you are... I swear I'll kill your mother fucken ass..."

I smiled slightly, the thought of me being the one thing I hated was a funny one.

"No ... you're in a cell... I'm just one of the inmates...your brother. I'm guessing he is your brother... He's out cold..." It seemed so odd to be talking this much; this was the most I'd talked in a long while. The small girl's visage softened and she fumbled closer to me.

"C-can you... let me get to him..." she whispered. I blinked and only grabbed her hand, placing the pale fingers across her brother's shoulders. She latched on at once, gripping the small form into a hug. "Thank god...I thought he was dead..." She muttered, gripping him tight. "I heard him scream I was scared..."

I only watched in awkward silence, an odd sense of guilt gripping my stomach. She kept her head low, her shoulders heaving like she was sobbing.

"I'm Tora..." She said softly as the small boy winced slightly. "He's Tori...I'm guessing you're not a human by the way your voice sounds... it's an odd accent you have..."

I blinked and smiled. I was about to say something when Warden's voice boomed behind us.

"WHO THE HELL PUT YOU TWO IN HERE?" She roared. "I wanted him ALONE!" The girl jumped in fear and the boy in her arms made a yelp. I only glanced back at her, and the cat digimon only gave me a harsh sneer. "You want the poker AGAIN bucko..."

I smiled softly at her harshness but cared more for the now horrified children a few feet from me. Warden's face seemed to soften when she realized they were kids.

"Why..." She muttered, and covered her mouth and for a spilt moment, I swore I saw Gatomon again. Her eye then grew cold again. "What ever, Lord Myotismon wants to talk to you so come on..." She threw open the cell and gripped my arm.

I blinked. Now why in hell? I looked back to see Tora's head follow our footsteps, her lips quivering slightly. Warden's cough alerted me.

"Well you have any idea why he wants me?" I said, knowing full well her answer.

"Don't think you can talk to me like I'm an equal..." she hissed. I smiled and shook my head as I took up the steps. I realized this would be the first time I saw Myotismon directly in ten years, let alone gotten out of that cell. Warden's face was dead set ahead, her eye glinting with a deep sense of anger. I watched her grimace with slight amusement, missing my lack of telepathy.

When we got to the corridor I was hit with a sence of difference. It was larger than before, the chandeliers above us were lit, obviously meaning it was night outside. The deep echoing of our feet hitting the marble proved my fact Myotismon had some renovating done.

We got to his chamber door, the large, crimson door giving a sense of noglastia. Warden kicked it open with a snort as I had to revert my eyes from the amount of light in the room. A group of barely clothed women giggled as we walked past, patting and latching onto one of another. Another group only stared as they lay on a bed near by, the sweet scent of incense every where. But when I looked ahead, I saw him.

He was lounging simply, his pale un-gloved hand resting at the bottom of his cold grey chin, his mask-less face a shock to me. He had such eerie eyes... The cold grey spheres staring off into oblivion, a bit of his blond locks falling over one of them. His thin lips (devoid of lipstick which was even odder) were curled into his signature pompous partial grin, his large fangs peeking over the bottom. He glanced over, the trail of his white sleeves brushing over his deep red pants, and he smiled mockingly down at me.

"Well well, look at you!" He sneered, his ponytail resting itself on his shoulder. "I expected a frail old man...I am impressed..."

I sneered up at him; the hate that had dissipated along time ago was back at full throttle. Myotismon must have caught onto it, for his smile deepened.

"Probably wondering why I called you here?" He said, leaning in close. "Well...I'll get to it...first..." He looked to Warden, who only stood in attention. "Get the women out of here, they don't need to be anywhere near this trash..." he demanded in a soft tone. The Gatomon nodded and looked back at me. I do think I saw a look of pity on her face...

When he saw to it they were all gone, his eyes set back on me. He rested his hands on his chin and sighed.

"Now then... you're here for a reason, I'll tell you that" Myotismon mused. "And that reason is I finally got some time to deal with you and your rebellion..." He snapped his fingers as digimon I recognized from his army walked into the room. All of them had a horrified expression across their faces, as if they had seen some unspeakable terror. Other guards followed behind, spears drawn and prodding them in. "Well Wizardmon... I need you to tell me some things..."

"Like Hell I will! I won't do a thing for you...you over confident prick!" I hissed as two guards kicked me to the ground. Myotismon only laughed.

"I expected that..." He grinned. "That's why I let you meet Warden..." I looked up in horror as the expression that haunts my nightmares crossed his face. "Oh... look, did I get to you?" He chuckled. "That's right... if you don't tell me what I want... I'll kill her...and I'll make it pretty slow so you can watch it..."

My face contorted into disgust.

"Sh-She's your... she's your solider! She's done nothing but serve you!" I could only muster a whimper. I thought for a moment why I was so worried about this, she was a total bitch! But...I couldn't bare the thought of her dying because of me.

Myotismon smirked and folded his arms onto his lap.

"It's the price of working for me...It's harsh I know… but…" Myotismon leaned in; the stench of decay on his breath unnerving and overly familiar. "It's fun to fuck with people… don't you think Wizardmon dear?"

I reeled back slightly, a feeling of complete disgust across my face. He mocked a frown and then tapped his arm rest in a comically impatient way.

"Well?" He muttered, "You going to tell me what I want or not? I can kill them too if you want to be that stubborn," He looked over at the other digimon.

I could tell the digimon nearby were shifting uneasilly and I looked up at him with a glare.

"Fine.. what the hell do you want?" I spat. Myotismon's visage changed into a mock grin.

"Oh! Well you picked the right choice," He smirked. "Now, over the years, it has come to my attention that you may have had some partners in your little plot..." He looked over at the other digimon again. "I thought it unfair that only one should suffer for many people's insubordination...so..." He stood and gripped my shoulders, forcing me to look at the pitiful group. "Which of them were helping you hm?" He hissed into my ear. I leaned from his face, his cool breath on my neck more than a little bit uncomfortable. The digimon were looking at me with a pleading glance, hoping to god I didn't say any of their names. I glared down.

"None of them," I said softly. "It was really just me..."

He stepped back, surprised.

"You really had that plot all by yourself?" He mused. I nodded.

"I didn't think I could trust anyone else..." I kept muttering, hating the fact that I had to say the words. The digimon looked relieved as the watched me. Myotismon's blond brows furrowed but quickly upturned.

"I see.. so you alone are the only one I need to punish for your foolishness..." He smiled, stepping closer to me. He kicked me clear across the room, my head hitting hard against a pillar. "And I will"

I looked up groggilly, bits for data flowing down from my head as he came closer. He lifted me up by my neck, squeesing slightly. I coughed and struggled as my sigh was fading.

"Oh dont worry.. I wont kill you" he said, his voice fading into blackness. "I would never let you get away that easy..."

Wooo now that was a wonderfully hard and long chapter! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :P

~loveless~