Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Avalanche - White Danger ❯ Freezing ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three: Freezing

by Kaeera

Cold....

So cold....

It was not the kind of cold you experience when you walk to school in winter and you've forgotten your warm pullover. No, it was far more extreme than that. It was just too cold to move, to cold to think straight. Even the brain seemed to freeze immediately in this climate.

For Miyako, it was horrible. She hated, had always hated, the cold and the winter. The fun of skiing, however, had pushed this hatred behind, but now it came back.

Why it is so cold?.

I can't move and I am freezing.

Have I been unconscious?

The girl tried to move, but she soon realized that she was stuck. Stuck in snow.

Snow was everywhere, in her nose, her eyes, her clothes....she noticed that she could barely breathe, but somehow this thought didn't seem to be important.

Her whole body was aching and hurting, but she didn't mind that either. Things like that just didn't seem to be interesting right now. Her whole thoughts whirled around one fact: It was cold.

Why is there snow? I can feel it, in my mouth. It is so cold. Everything is cold.

Snow is cold. My body is cold. And I can't think straight!

Another fact which was annoying her. She liked to see things clear. Of course, she could get emotional at times, but most time she thought very rationale and was proud of her ability to think fast.

But right now she felt hazy, and her mind just didn't want to focus.

Miyako, pull yourself together!

What happened? Why are you stuck here?

I must remember!

Slowly, she collected the few pictures she had in her mind. There was she, standing on skis and talking with Ken. And then, there was much snow. And darkness.

But what happened between the two pics? Impatiently she tried to make connections between the few pieces of information she had.

At least it distracted her from the cold.

Cold. She remembered the many times her siblings had made fun of her because she didn't want to go outside in winter, and when she did, she used to wear so many clothes that she resembled a big ball.

How much she had always enjoyed the summer! With the blue sky and the warm sun...

It seemed to a little bit odd to think of summer right now, she thought, but this thoughts were giving her kind of a warmth she didn't want to miss.

Winter wasn't that bad, she had to admit. After all, the town looked really nice with the snow covered roofs - as long as you could watch them behind the window in a warm room.

The girl smiled when she felt her eyes dropping. She was tired, and she wanted to sleep. Nothing else.

That's good!

Let me sleep, then I don't have to feel the cold anymore.

Let me dream of the summer, of a warm beach and ice-cream...

Let me dream of my warm, comfortable room at home....

Let me dream of Hawkmon who's giving me a hug....so warm...

...warm....

Then the darkness caught her again.

* * *

He was running. He was a fast runner, he could do that. He could flee. He knew that he could manage it. Just had to do it. There was no other chance. He...

Then he couldn't run, couldn't move! He was stuck! His legs wouldn't run anymore, never mind how often he told them to do so. Paralized. Why???

He wanted to beat someone, wanted to scream, wanted...just do something. Even crying. But he couldn't.

And then he noticed the cold...

Suddenly Ken realized the situation. Skiing. Avalanche. And then...darkness - and dreams.

Fear caught the former digimon kaiser as he imagined the full horror of his momentary situation. Tons of snow over him, tons of snow under him, and no chance to go out!

Only hoping that somebody would find him...would find his friends, too. He didn't know if he could stand it to survive as the only one. He would feel terrible, that was sure; and guilty, too.

His friends didn't deserve it; well, no one did, but...

I can just wait...wait and hope that they will find me...

The boy tried to move in order to make it more comfortable, but he failed.

It was really stupid to assume that you could get somehow comfortable in an avalanche, he told himself a little bit annoyed.

But he just had to do something....how strange that he could still think that clear and calmly. He had expected that, if you are freezing to death, your thoughts become slower, but actually he didn't feel a big difference.

One part of his mind told him that it wasn't normal. After all, he should be frightened. He shouldn't be able to think objective like he did.

Ken realised that he couldn't feel his feet anymore and that his hands were hurting, of course, but he noticed that he could distract himself from the pain when he thought about other things. For example why he could think clearly, to close the circle.

Or why he wasn't afraid of the death.

He was afraid, but this fear was only about his friends. He wanted them to survive.

But he himself?

Didn't the Digimon Kaiser deserve the death?

Looking at this idea, another picture popped into his mind:

FLASHBACK

It's december, the trees can hardly carry the masses of snow and the streets are empty. It makes a funny place out of Tokio, funny and in a strange way beautiful.

But 5-year-old Ken isn't interested in such stuff. The only thing the little kid sees is the snow; and the many possibilities he can make.

Lost in his own world he tries to make a snow-man.

Blue hair hanging in his face and the tongue sticking out of the mouth, making the small boy look like an adult who's working on a difficult task.

"You will be my friend, will you?", he tells the snow.

"Because I don't have friends. They don't like me because my brother is a genius!", his bright expression changes to a sad one.

"And my parents don't like me either. They prefer my brother, because he is better in school."

A single tear is rolling down his cheek, and he wipes it angrily away.

"Some day, I will be better than my brother! I will be better than anyone!", he looks up, ignoring the tears which are forming in his eyes, "I don't need friends! I don't need anybody! I can live alone, can be alone, because I am strong - stronger than all the others!"

He is looking up triumphantly, and with a last snort he stamps on his snow-man.

Again.

And again

Until there is nothing left.

Nothing...

* * *

"Where are they?", Veemon wailed, looking out of the window. The four digimon had ended their snow-fight and had returned to the house of Davis' grand-parents.

"It's getting dark. They should have returned by now.", Hawkmon added, a worried tone evident in his voice.

Gatomon glared at Veemon: "Well, maybe they just don't want to come back because that would mean that they would see Veemon", she said angrily, rubbing her fur which was still wet from the fight.

"Aww, Gato, you are narrow-minded", the blue Digimon responded, "After all, you started it!"

"Oh yes!", she hissed, "But you don't have a fur, do you know how cold it is??", the cat knew that was being unfair, after all, she really had started the fight, so she should be able to live with the consequences. But somehow she liked picking on Veemon, he just made the perfect victim.

Just like Davis, she added silently in her thoughts. It was true, the duo really made the perfect target for nasty jokes, even when they didn't earn it. They were so clumsy, and it was so easy to laugh about them. And it did never affect them, after all, so why bothering?

Slowly she walked to the window. Deep inside she knew that there was another reason why she was picking on Veemon.

Kari.

Gatomon couldn't help, but she felt incredibly worried. A small voice inside her head was telling her that something bad had happened to her partner, and that she, has her guardian, hadn't been able to pretend it.

And that made her feeling guilty, although she didn't know whether something happened to her or not.

She exchanged a quick glance with Wormon. The little green digimon was as worried as she. And the only thing they could do was waiting, something which the cat didn't like at all. Patience had never been one of her strong sides.

The landscape outside looked as beautiful as always. And the snow did still resemble candy floss....

Suddenly Veemon turned around and looked at his three friends. His usually happy face did look now serious.

"But...what if this avalanche thingens has caught our friends? And we were not able to protect them?"

"I admit it unwillingly, but I have agree with you, Veemon.", Hawkmon stated.

"Maybe our friends are in a bigger danger than we can imagine. I have this feeling deep in my stomach which keeps telling me that something is wrong."

"But what can we do?", Wormon wanted to know, "We just can't go outside and search them without digivolving. And we need our partner to digivolve...", he added sadly, speaking out how hopeless their situation was.

"Waiting. ", Veemon voiced the fears of the others. "Just waiting - and hoping."

"What good guardians we are...", Gatomon muttered angrily and continued staring out of the window, not wanting to show her concern. There had to be something she could do....or not?

Kari...where are you?

Next Chapter: Dark Thoughts, Strange Dreams

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