authors note: Here's to everyone who reads my fics and tells me
what they think...wether they like it or not...I appreciate knowing honestly
what ppl think. Consider this chapter a present...coz I'm going on vacation
for a week and won't be able to post it next week...also, it's a lot longer
than a usual chapter...I was on a roll...::grin::
What's in Dreams
Chapter 7
July 8th, 2001
T.K. was miserable. Really miserable.
He also felt really stupid. Why did I have to yell at
Kari and Gatomon like that? he asked himself,
it’s not their fault. The problem is that we’re at war
with destiny. Destiny. How do you
fight that? T.K. shook his head in confusion.
“Look up.”
“Huh?” T.K.’s head shot up and
he looked for the source of the voice. It was familiar somehow, but
he couldn’t figure out where he’d heard it.
“Look up.”
Looking up at the ceiling in his bedroom, all he
could see was just that, the ceiling in his bedroom.
“Not there.”
“Who's there?” T.K. asked in frustration.
“Patamon?”
“Outside.”
Sighing, T.K. dragged his body out of bed and went
outside. He gasped when he saw the sky. It was changing colours;
green, then blue, than red, than black, over and over again. Then he
noticed the light. It was directly over-top of him, coming from within
the building, but spilling out onto another tenant’s balcony.
That’s when he heard the noise. It was like a child crying, and
then he heard a loud crash from the apartment two floors up, the sky returned
to normal and the crying sound stopped. In fact, it was as though all
the sounds in the world had stopped. T.K. was starting to think he had
gone deaf, when he heard the phone ring. He nearly jumped out of his
skin.
“Hello?”
“T.K., it’s Ken, come
to Yolei’s right now,” and then he hung up.
T.K. stood there for a few minutes staring at the
reciever in his hand in confusion. What’s going
on here? he thought to himself, Wait a minute.
That’s Yolei’s apartment that the light and the noise came from!
T.K. bolted out of his apartment and took the steps
up to Yolei’s apartment two at a time, not even bothering the wait for
the elevator. When he got there, he found Ken holding Yolei curled up
on the floor. She looked really abnormally pale, and T.K. was immediately
concerned.
“What happened here?” he asked.
Ken looked up, he had tears in his eyes, he nodded
silently towards something glowing in front of the computer screen.
T.K. was shocked to find a crest and a tag lying there. It had a symbol
he had never seen before.
“How did you...” T.K. asked, picking
it up and bringing to where Yolei still hadn’t moved.
“A while back, Yolei had this dream.
It wasn’t like the other dreams, this one was different. It told
her to create a program that would use a digidestined’s energy, combined
with their digi-eggs to create a tag and crest,” Ken explained, his
voice cracking.
“But, what for?” T.K. asked in confusion.
“In order to allow their digimon to digivolve
into ultimates, and possibly even into megas.”
T.K. was shocked at what he was hearing.
“And you let her go through with this??!?”
Ken sighed, a shaky sigh. Stroking Yolei’s
hair, a tear slipped down his face, “Winter said it would be okei.
But--” his voice caught, “so--something went wrong. I don’t
know what to do...”
T.K. quickly walked towards them and checked Yolei’s
neck for a pulse. Finding none, he started to feel the first tendrils
of panic set in. He dropped the tag and crest on the floor next to Yolei
and quickly got Ken to lay her flat on the ground. He began to do CPR.
After several minutes, still not detecting a pulse, T.K. stopped in defeat.
“I already tried that,” Ken said, “What
have I done??”
“Nothing that didn’t have to be done,”
a new voice piped up.
“You!” Ken hissed, glaring at the small
girl who had appeared out of nowhere, “You did this! You said she would
be okei. You lied to me!” he choked on a sob. He felt as
though his world were being torn apart and he was useless to do anything about
it.
“Where is Poromon?” Winter asked calmly
as though nothing were amiss.
For the first time, T.K. and Ken realised that
neither of them had seen the small in-training digimon.
“What difference does it make?!” T.K.
shouted in frustration.
“Put the tag and crest in Yolei’s hands,”
she ordered just as calmly as before.
“No! That stupid thing has done enough
damage!” Ken yelled.
Winter sighed and placed the tag and crest into
Ken’s hands, as though he were the child
and she the grown-up. The crest began to
glow softly, and Ken felt something inside of him be soothed. Sighing,
he bent over Yolei and kissed her gently on the forehead, “I’m
sorry,” he whispered, placing the tag and crest into her limp, lifeless
hands.
Immediatly the crest began to glow brighter, filling
with room with a brilliant violet light. Suddenly Yolei’s body
jerked up and she gasped, trying to fill her deflated lungs with air.
Slowly her breathing began to even out, though it was still very shallow.
A shadow fell over them and Ken and T.K. looked up. Both gasped when
they saw a tall, slender boy standing there. But he wasn’t really
a boy, he was also part bird, having the wings of an eagle and feather’s
instead of hair. He also carried what looked like a flute.
“Are you...” T.K. started.
“I am Cantusmon,” he said in a melodious
voice, “I am the ultimate form of Poromon. And I think that we
should get Yolei to a hospital. Her physical body needs help if it’s
going to survive.”
Ken looked around the room, almost sighing in relief.
“Where did she go?” T.K. asked.
“I don’t know, but I don’t trust
her,” Ken answered.
*****
0
“T.K.!! Oh T.K., I’m so so—sor—sorry--”
T.K. looked down at Kari sobbing into his chest
and wrapped his arms tightly around her, “Kari?! What are you
doing here? And don’t be sorry, I’m the idiot, I’m
sorry.”
They were standing in the waiting room at the emergency
room. T.K. and Ken had just arrived with Yolei. As soon as they
had walked into the waiting room, Kari had flung herself into his arms, sobbing.
Looking around, T.K. noticed that both Davis and Tai were also there, the
former looking about as good as Ken did right now, and the latter looking
like he might like to kill a certain younger sister’s boyfriend.
She looked up, having calmed down only a little,
“It’s—it’s Kone—Koneko,” she stammered
out between sobs and hiccups.
The blood drained from T.K.’s face.
He knew about Koneko’s dad. He hoped it wasn’t too bad,
but from the look on Davis’ face and from Kari’s distress, he
could tell that it was probably really bad. He looked towards Tai with
a questioning look on his face. Seeing T.K. apologize and comfort his
sister, Tai softened a little.
“She’s in surgery right now.
She has a lot of internal bleeding, some broken ribs, a punctured lung and
her left wrist was snapped. They had to put pins in it,” Tai
reported, shaking his head in anger. “I just can’t understand
people who can do stuff like that,” he muttered. Then, realising
for the first time that T.K. and Ken were there for no apparent reason, he
asked what was going on, a knot of dread forming in his stomach.
T.K. quickly explained to them about Yolei and
the making of the crest and tag. Just as he was finishing, a doctor
came in asking about the whereabouts of Yolei’s family. Ken explained
that they were out of town for a month on an extended vacation. Yolei
was out of school for a week on vacation and had decided to come and spend
some time at home, were she could get some peace and quiet.
“Yolei is currently sedated in order to give
her body some time to regain it’s energy,” the doctor shook his
head in confusion, “Now, you both are sure you have no idea what happened?
You just walked in and found her unconscious and were unable to wake her,
right?”
T.K. and Ken nodded together. No way would they
be able to explain what had happened. Even if they did, they doubted
that the doctor would believe them.
Just as the first doctor was leaving, another entered.
Davis recognized him immediately and jumped up anxiously. The doctor’s
face said it all.
“Can I see her?” he asked shakily.
The doctor nodded, “She’s slipped into
a coma, there was a lot of swelling around the cerebrum, and she was without
oxygen for some time before you found her. We’re hoping for the
best, but we are expecting some brain damage, and she may possibly never wake
up.”
The news was like a slap in the face to all of
them. They hadn’t known Koneko as long as they had known each,
she only moved to Odaiba when they were all in the 10th grade, but she had
become a fast friend to all of them. They began to notice the bruises
only a few months after she had moved, though she denied anything was going
on. One day, though, there was an accident while going to the digital
world and Koneko had ended up coming along for the ride. Not expecting
the rough landing, she threw out her shoulder. While helping her to
wrap it, Kari finally confronted her. Sobbing, she had explained that
her father was only like that because he was unhappy with his job, and that
she was a bad kid and deserved it. Kari was furious when she heard
this. T.K. and Davis had also been around, and therefore they knew
as well. The other’s had an idea of something going on, but they
didn’t know the details.
Pale and shaking, Davis proceeded to Koneko’s
room in the intensive care ward while Ken followed behind, heading to Yolei’s
room.
T.K., Kari and Tai stood in the waiting staring
at each other in shock.
“T.K.?” Kari asked quietly, her voice
still a little warbly. She was extremely grateful that T.K. was there,
she had felt as though her world were falling apart when Davis had called
them all in a panic. He had found Koneko’s broken and battered
body lying on the living room floor. He would’ve gotten in with
the ambulance, but they had also had to bring in her mother, who was in less
serious condition, but currently sedated. Kari and Tai drove over to
Koneko’s and picked Davis up. Kari’s world fell apart when
she saw them load one of her best friends into the ambulance, black and blue
and her face swollen and deformed.
“Yes, Kari?” he replied, still holding
her, as much for his own comfort as for her’s.
“Why would Winter hurt us like this?”
“Because Winter doesn’t play with the
same rule book as we do,” Sora’s angry voice replied from behind
them.
“What do you mean, Sora?” Tai asked,
still confused at what was happening between Sora and Winter.
“Winter doesn’t answer to us, she doesn’t
answer to the Watcher. The only thing Winter answers to is destiny.”
“You’re right, Sora,” Winter
appeared behind them, still dressed in the sapphire yukata, “but
even destiny answers to something.”
End of Chapter 7
Please let me know what you think...
I hope this makes up for the lack of digimon in the previous
chapter....I'm trying to put a little humour into this...but I'm kinda stuck
in a sad-rut....
oh well...
::sighs::
takarigato@lycos.com
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