AUTHOR’S NOTE: Okay, to all those new to my writings, I am Zakuyoe, a new artist in the fields of lemon writing. I have written many previous stories beforehand (mainly upon death and grieving), so lemons are still new to me. Now for al those who don’t know what a lemon is, it’s a story that contains detailed scenes of sex (but I’m infamous of skipping some of those scenes, especially kissing, and I apologize in advance). The terminology? YAOI is male x male sex, YURI is girl x girl sex, and rape is the deliberate action upon forcing an unwillingly partner to have sex with you.
My stories are basically best read in parts of stories, as you will find many of mine belonging to a collection of related series (usually categorized chronologically). So without further ado, here’s my series!!!
I unfortunately do not own the whole concept of Digimon; they belong to Toei, Bandai, all those official companies…
WARNING: This chapter does contain the death of a person. If blood isn’t your thing, please leave now… just for your safety. I promise though, that there won’t be too much in it, but still abide the caution.
CHAPTER 4: Blood Marks the Spot
“We have unfortunate news for all the students here. Due to the many sightings of terrifying beasts and nonhuman figures, we are forced to evacuate the school. We apologize in advance if this may cause any inconveniences. Please find your way back to the buses to return home.” Kim groaned as the two of them walked back to the bus ramp.
“So much for today,” muttered Kim, “Just when we get back together, they pull us apart!”
“You could stay at my house for the day, you know.”
“I can’t my brother’s probably gonna have to come home too, and I can’t leave him alone.”
“I’ll come to your house then.”
“That’s fine.” Josh escorted her to her bus as they boarded it, leaving the school behind.
“Hi mom, I’m home!” There was a silent at the girl’s house, “Mom?”
“There you are, Sora!” yelled a pink bird.
“Biyomon! What’s happened here?”
“I have no idea! Mimi called to come over at her house. Her parents were taken away by some Digimon.”
“You think they’re starting a rebellion or something?”
“I don’t know. Should we go to Mimi’s?”
“It’s the only thing we can do.”
“Hiya, Zachary!”
“Hiya, Josh!” The young boy gave Josh a five as he ran off to his room.
“Probably watching the early showing of Digimon,” muttered Kim, “I gotta watch him, ‘cause he might get wild. Wanna come?”
“Sure.” The two followed the child to a room, where currently a black lone figure was surrounded by five other figures. “Which one was this?”
“It’s the season… 4, I think.” The title “Darkest Before Duskmon” flashed on the screen.
“Hmm, I remember being last updated on the second series, where… hold on, that’s it!”
“What is?”
“The kids from school! What’re their names again?”
“One of them was Kari,” noted the girl.
“I also met TK, and all of us met Davis, Cody and Yolei when we stumbled upon the Digital World.”
“So you’re saying that the show’s actually based upon a real life thing?”
“Exactly, which is why they can access our world in the first place!” Zachary’s yells interrupted as Josh turned to his girlfriend.
“I think that somehow we’re not the only ones who know this.”
Sora arrived at her friend’s house as Palmon got the door. For some particular reason, Mimi had moved back from her previous home in New York; maybe it was the lack of old friends. “Welcome!”
“It’s happened here, too!” yelled Sora as she took a look around at the house, “Mimi?”
“She’s locked herself in her room to prevent capture.” As Sora advanced to her` room, Palmon continued, “I can’t seem to think why the Digimon have leaked into this world and rebelled against the human race. It's as if they did something bad to them!”
“So the kid went to our world?” asked Josh, “You think that maybe he actually exists?”
“You’re right!” yelled Kim, “We have to ask for his help. Maybe he could help us return this place to normal!”
“As if the war in Iraq is normal. I wonder if maybe the whole world’s experiencing this?”
“I guess. Isn’t it true that that Apemon guy was sighted in New York, and yet we live in Miami?”
“True.” Suddenly Zachary tapped her older sister’s shoulder.
“Kimmy, what are you talking about?”
“Err…”
“Mimi? Are you in there?” The door opened as Mimi stepped out. He eyes blew out to find Sora.
“Sora!” She hugged the other girl tightly as Sora patted her back nervously. “You won’t believe what those Bakemon did to my parents!”
“It happened to mine, too,” answered the girl. Mimi looked upon her, feeling pity.
“Oh Sora, I’m sorry.”
“Yeah. Same here.” Somehow, Sora began to think that maybe the other Digidestined were sharing the same problem as they were.
“Hey Mimi, you’ve opened up!” yelled Palmon, “It’s good to be in the fresh air, don’t you think?”
“If you call my house fresh,” began Mimi, “I’d say it is!”
“Come on,” motioned Sora, “Let’s watch some TV.”
“Lunch already?” asked Josh, “That was awfully quick!”
“Maybe it’s because you’re not boring over the lame school work we usually do.” Josh nodded in agreement as he sat at the table.
“You guys can eat ahead. I’m going to go and bring some to Calumon.” She headed upstairs as Zachary turned to Josh.
“Why are you talking about Digimon?
“We’re fans?”
“Nice try. Kim is always complaining about it.”
“So would I.”
“The invasion of this world is complete, my lady.”
“Excellent. I’ve just had the most beautiful thought: If we could…”
“Crusadermon, my lady.”
“What is it you want now?”
“We have all the Digidestined… well most of them…” Crusadermon raised an eyebrow. “Okay, okay… just a few.”
“Then show them to me!” The other Digimon nodded as he tossed four children to the ground. One was a boy with awfully long brown hair, wearing a soccer uniform. Another had violet hair, still dressed in his school uniform. The third was a girl, with her hair tied up, and style was of similar to a punk rocker. The last was another boy, a lot smaller and younger than the rest of them.
“So what do we have here?” said Crusadermon, “Mere humans?”
“If I had Agumon, I’d get you for this!” yelled the boy with soccer clothing.
“Ah, so you must be Tai Kamiya. Pleasures to meet you. And that makes you…” she turned to the violet haired one, “Ken Ichijouji.”
“So what, you know my name. That’s a wow.”
“Rika. You must be her.”
“Do I look like a guy to you?”
“Well, I guess you’re much too pretty to be a guy. In fact, I think my friends agree. They think you’re pretty too. Pretty pathetic.” As Rika let moans of disgust, Crusadermon turned to the youngest, who was already crying, “So you are…”
“Tommy,” replied the boy.
“Tommy Himi… So I have four of the Digidestined. Now all I need are the other 18 children… But whom should I sacrifice now? It might help your friends find you quicker…”
“Why?” yelled Tai, “Is this a choice?”
“Why of course not! This is merely an option. If one of you is sacrificed, your friends will want to find you faster. Much more worth all the torture I am going to put you in…”
“We’d rather suffer that than suffer a friend!”
“Oh, but you barely know each other. Should you really be trusting each other?”
“It’s better than trusting you!”
“Very well, you have been warned.” As Crusadermon turned to leave, Ken called her name. “You called?”
“Sacrifice me!”
“KEN! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Why must you put yourself through this shame, Ken. Do you really wish to go?”
“Yes. I want to join my brother Sam in the afterlife… It’ll be worth much more than anything this world has to offer.” Tai looked in confusion as Crusadermon twirled her hand. A bunch of ribbons encircled it.
“If you insist.” The ribbons on her hand began to twirl around them, until they began to form a lance. “SPIRAL MASQUERADE!” The ribbons shot out lightning fast as miles and miles of ribbons shot at Ken. With one never ending wail of pain, the yellow cords shot through his body, making their way back to Crusadermon. When the ribbons were gone, a crimson red liquid squirted out from the hole that the cords had made. Ken’s gray uniform was stained with the red substance, blood dripping steadily down towards ground. The corpse collapsed to the ground as blood splashed onto the walls. Rika made a sound of disgust as Crusadermon soaked one of her ribbon ends with his blood. She left the kids in horror.
“And so…” she climbed onto the top of their hideout and took the ribbon, making a large X on its roof, “And so this may be the X… so that the blood marks the spot…”
Harsh, compared to my usual writings of non-violence. You were warned. It can’t be all that bad, can it? I’m not a horror writer, but if it scares you, my apologies.