Memory Part 2: The Battle of Takeh Fields

Chapter III: Memoirs of a Prisoner

By Salamon2

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Salamon2 says "Hey there guys. I know I haven't been around to update recently, call it my winter blues. It's a time period where I withdraw into a mini-episode of depression, but not seriously dangerous depression."

Salamon says "Who cares about your medical problems? Just get on with the fic!"

Salamon2 says "If I remember correctly, you're the one who has to start the whole thing!"

Salamon says "Fine! Salamon2 doesn't own Digimon!"

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There were fields of gold, extending into the distance, as far as the eye could see. Three boys ran through the fields, two seven year olds, and one four year old. They were all brothers, playing a game of some sort, and they were happy. There was no war to tear them apart, and their mother loved each one of them dearly. Talena ruled over the land of Takaishi with a gentle but firm hand. Her husband would never become king unless she died that very day. The blonde boys, Takevi, Takechi, and Takio ran back into the castle from the fields of gold, the autumn chill in the air finally getting to their high spirits. But as they ran up the steps, the seven year old Takevi couldn't help but notice Takio had vanished from his sight. Takevi brushed it off, and continued to get to his mother, to hug her, his twin on his heels. Takechi, his twin then too vanished. Takevi didn't care though, all that mattered was his pregnant mother held her arms out and bid her son come to her. But just as he went to grab her in a hug, she vanished.

This puzzled the young Takevi greatly, and then he saw in his mother's place was a baby boy, his younger brother Touchi. Then Takevi thinking his mother wouldn't just leave Touchi here unattended looked around frantically. As he turned his head the scene changed, the fields of gold changed to fields of red, blood red. Takevi felt a weird coolness as the wind blew across his hands and he looked down at them to see blood red hands. Then he saw all around him bodies, bodies of dead soldiers, nobles, peasants, common people, and his family. There, amongst the dead, laid his mother, Takechi, and Takio. All were fully covered in blood, as were the rest of the bodies. Then, suddenly, the baby, started to grow and change. Touchi now was his normal age, but Takevi remained looking seven, and Touchi came forward to Takevi. His blood red eyes were quite evident, and Touchi opened his mouth in awe. However, it was not Touchi's voice that came out, the voice sounded older than it should have been, and Touchi changed. Next he looked to be about fifteen, and now looked very similar to him at that age.

"It's not too long until you join them, everyone who's died because of you… and those that will die because of you…" said the older Touchi. Suddenly an imminent feeling overtook Takevi, and he looked to his right to see another sight of horror, Kari with a baby in her arms, also lay among the dead, their bodies mutilated so they were barely recognizable.

"Before I destroy your beloved brother, he will be the one responsible to sending you through the veil of death!" cried the older Touchi, and he grabbed the younger Takevi by the neck and he started choking Takevi.

Takevi awoke with a start. That had been the worst nightmare he had ever had in his entire life. It was shocking, so gory, so scary, so real, and yet so true. Takevi got up from the laying position he had been in, into a sitting position, with his legs being hugged to his chest. He then began to cry, like he hadn't since his mother's death, when he had sworn he would never cry again. He didn't like the idea of being King, of being a leader, but he was the only one to do it, and he had to. His thoughts going back to the dream provoked a little voice of despair which now over took his thoughts.

'Mom died because of you… you wished she would die when she wouldn't allow you and your brothers to run around the village without supervision… the last words you said were "I wish you were dead!"… You could have saved Takechi and Takio, instead of leaving them like the coward you are to their deaths… And now that you're in this prison, no matter how makeshift and falling apart it is, Kari and your child will die! The whole world will be conquered, and it's all your fault… countless have died because of you, and yet you do not die, because you don't deserve a release on life… you deserve to live with what you've brought upon the world!' cried the voice. Takevi just wept at these harsh words, as he sat in the cold dirty jail cell.

"My son! Do not believe the lies that your doubt and despair create!" cried a voice, and Takevi looked up to see floating in front of him a white mist. A light came from the center of it, blinding him for but a moment. Then, before him stood his mother in ghostly form, looking as she had the last time he had seen her alive.

"Momma! Momma, I'm so sorry for wishing-" cried Takevi, forgetting his adolescent preoccupation with appearance.

"Yes my darling Takevi, it is me. It's not you're fault that I was poisoned, Taelna will get what she deserves soon. However, that is not the reason I came here. I have come to tell you what has happened, what is happening, and what is to happen" said Queen Talena, his mother.

"What do you mean?" asked Takevi. He was sounding more childlike with the passing moment.

"My son, the being you fight is Kuroimon, who is an ancient terror. When he was human he almost murdered his entire family. At the moment, there is a battle within him, which will keep him occupied for a while longer, you must take this opportunity to find a way to escape from this cell" said Talena

"But why? I mean the Tarelans are almost all dead, and those that are left are guaranteed to be those unable to help in the fight. My troops are caught on the other side of the strait. There is no hope for Takaishi anymore. Momma, take me with you, back to heaven" said Takevi

"You can not come my son. You're time is to yet to come. You have yet to do important work. Work which will decide the entire fate of whether good or evil shall triumph over the other, or whether the struggle will continue. You have to fight my son. Fight for your throne, for your land, fight for your people, fight for hope, fight for Kari, and fight for your children who have yet to see this world" said Talena

"Children!" said Takevi in disbelief

"Yes. Kari gave birth to quadruplets, two pairs of twins. How can they have a life without you there to show them how to lead it?" asked Talena

"But what if I mess up Momma? What if I only end up making things worse?" asked Takevi

"Take a look at the diamond on your necklace. See how there's an imperfection in it? That's what makes the diamond beautiful. Imperfections, or mess ups come with the package of life. They're what makes life interesting. Also, notice that the stone is still okay around that imperfection. Which just goes to show you that life goes on. You deal with the mess ups and move forward. Now my son, it's time to leave. I only have my love and not a hug, to give you" said Talena. Then his mother smiled warmly, and lovingly at her son, and vanished in another wave of bright light.

Takevi regained normal thoughts, and began thinking over what his mother had said. He then began to dig next to the door. He would have to hurry, if he wanted to escape before dawn.

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To Be Continued…

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Next Time: Chapter IV: Surviving the Apocalypse

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