Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Demonic Shadow ❯ The past and the present. # Episode 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Ok, ok. You got me. I´ll say it so put that gun away. *sigh* I have to save my life so sorry, but: DIGIMON IS NOT MINE!!! Never was and never will be. -_-"

Author´s note: So what to say I still need a beta. I know that the prologue sucked and I hope the first episode explains more. ^^"

Warning: Well actually I have no warning in the moment but there will be Shonen Ai later. ANY STRAIGHT COUPLES??? Good Joke. Not in my fanfics. ^_^

Fanfic. Notes:

"spoken words"

~thoughts~

*inner voices*

Demonic Shadow

Episode 1

By Little Leila

The night was cold and cloudy. A really dark night. He stood on the roof of an apartment block, searching the ground for his prey with his golden-coloured eyes. Kisu was sorry for his victims, but he hadn´t a choice. Either their dreams, or his new life. He stole their dreams because of the hope. Hope was pure energy! Human beings put all their energy into the hope, that their dream may come true. And he was the evil demon, who took their dreams and hopes away in one night.

*Are you still searching?* The inner voice asked.

"Yes! Do you have any problems with it? I know you want to be home before our parents come home. I left the window open, it won´t be a problem to sneak in." Kisu replied.

*I know. But I don´t like it. I mean, to go hunting and maybe meeting other demons, while you´re looking for a suitable prey. And if we´re lucky we have to fight them.*

"Correction! You have to do nothing at all. I do the work and you´re staying inside my mind, til the whole ordeal is over." Kisu corrected with his dark, deep but gentle voice.

*But it´s my body we´re talking about.* The voice argued.

"Our body, Daisuke! You and I, share one and the same body." He snapped.

"Besides you agreed to do it and that was part of out contract. I was with you, since you were born, remember?"

//Flashback//

"Daisuke! How often did I told you not to play soccer in the apartment? Go into your room and think about it." His mother yelled.

A five year old Daisuke, went into his room, crying over the harsh words of his mother.

~I didn´t do anything! Jun passed the ball to me, I didn´t really play. Mom doesn´t like me, anymore. I have only Junni, Mom and Dad. No one else likes me or want to be my friend. What if Mom hates my now? ~ Daisuke thought bitterly.

*She don´t hate you! She was just angry, but she still loves you.* A inner voice tried to comfort him.

The voice was in his head. It sounded childish like his own. And he was sure it was the voice of a boy. Daisuke looked around, to make sure, that Jun didn´t play a mean prank on him. When he saw his door closed and no Jun in his room, he brought up the courage to talk with his mysterious companion.

"Who are you?" Daisuke whispered.

*My real name is too difficult for you. Just call me Kisu.* The voice answered.

"Kisu? What are you doing in my mind?" The young Daisuke asked, still whispering so his mother or Jun won´t hear him.

*I was here, since you were born. I watched over you.*

"Then you´re my friend?" Daisuke asked hopefully.

*Yes. You can put it like this. I guess, I am your first real friend then, huh? If you let me, of course.*

"That´s so great! I have to go and tell it mom and Dad and Junni." He shouted eagerly.

*WAIT! How do you want to explain it?* Kisu holded him back.

Daisuke stopped dead in his tracks, before he could reach his door. He didn´t understand what his new friend, Kisu, meant. He was only five years old.

"What is there to explain? I´ll tell them the truth. That you´re my new friend, who likes me like I am. And that you were always there and..."

*And how are you going to introduce me? I´m in your mind! They can´t see me. People don´t believe anything, which they didn´t see with their own eyes, you know? For example, would you believe someone who told you, he saw a ghost?* He reasoned.

"Guess not." He said hestitantly.

"Ok you´re right. And why should I tell them? Everyone has his small secrets, I never had one. Now I have and I´ll keep it. Forever!!!" Daisuke said in his childish way.

*It´s hard to keep a secret, but I think you can.*

~~~

~6 years later~

I´m sorry Mrs. Motomiya, but I think we have to fear the worst. He is very weak and his condition got worser in the last two days. We couldn´t discover the cause for his weakness. I´m really sorry, but we can´t help him." The doctor said in a deadly serious voice.

Mrs. Motomiya began to cry and her husband holded her tight in his arms. Jun sat by Daisuke, holding his hand and waited desperatly for him to wake up. But he wouldn´t, not today. The parents came into the small hospital-room, watching how their only son was slowly dying. They were helpless. They couldn´t even stay with their son, if he would die in the night. The remaining family was forced to go home and leave Daisuke´s life to the doctors of the hospital.

When the night came, Daisuke was still unconscious. However, he wasn´t alone. Deep inside, he was with his best friend. The friend, who was closer than anyone to him. Who was always with him and who watched over him like a guardian angel. His best friend: Kisu.

Daisuke was in a kind of dark room, but he couldn´t see the walls or how big it really was. He saw only darkness, it was like standing in the air in the darkest night. And in the darkness, there was a tiny, blue glow.

"I see you followed my call" A familar voice said.

"Kisu??? Is that you? Daisuke aseked in awe, admiring the pure blue glow in front of him.

"Yes. I called you here, because....... we have a problem."

"What is it?"

"I have to confess you something." Kisu answered guiltily.

"Wait, why can I see my body, but not yours? Daisuke interrupted.

"Well, that´s a part of my confession. Listen Daisuke! You and I are in danger! I admitt, I´am the cause of your weakness......... I´m sorry I didn´t meant to do that."

"What are you talking about?"

"The truth is, that I am something like a parasite. I am a ............... demon. I lived until today, from your energy. But we´re connected with each other and we´re growing. I´m sorry Daisuke, your energy isn´t enough anymore. I need more! Or else....."

"How can I help you? Demon or not, I don´t want to loose you. You´re my friend!" Daisuke said with desperation in his eyes.

Of course, he was shocked. In truth, his best friend turned out to be a demon. A demon who harmed others. A nightmare of little children, or a beast with incredible powers, yet he was his best friend. He had never harmed or even upset him. He cared about Daisuke like no one else. Even his older sister Jun couldn´t be compared with him.

"It wouldn´t be so worse, if it´s only me. The point is, if I die,........I´ll take you with me. If I want it, or not. I don´t want to kill you, but I can´t left your body. Nevertheless, there is a solution for this problem."

"What?" Daisuke was almost crying.

"Like you saw I haven´t a body at all. I lost my own a long time ago and I need one to gather the energy, I need to live on."

"Spit it out. What´s the solution?" Daisuke snapped impatiently.

".......... If you´d lend me your body, I could go and gather the energy myself. Every two weeks."

Daisuke stood frozen on his place. He could lend his body to a demon and let him harm other people, or he could loose his best friend ....... and his own life. The decision was easy. However, he had to make sure in what he´d agree.

"Do you hurt people? Where I am, if you take control? Would you hurt ......my family?" Daisuke asked cautiously.

Kisu was silent for many minutes.

"Answer me!" The redheaded boy demanded.

"No, I won´t hurt them physically. But............. I´ll steal their dreams. They will loose the hope of their dream, to come true. But I promise you, I won´t take the dream of an innocent. I´ve done enough damage in the past. Besides, bad human beings have much more energy in their dreams, because they´re determined to fulfill them. No matter what it costs. When I take control, you´ll replace my former position. You´re staying inside the mind. Hearing anything that´s going on and maybe watching, too. And I would never ever hurt your family. Your mother has born both of us. Your sister is like a sister for me, too. Your father .........is like the father I´ve wished to have. Be sure, I won´t hurt them. Our agreement will be to your own gain."

"How so?"

"I´m a demon. I admitt, within the centurys, I lost most of my powers, but a few abilities are still there. I can lend you these powers. But only, if I think you need them, not to mess around with. However,..... there is a catch in it."

Daisuke rolled his eyes, he knew there was more about the agreement. It was too easy, to get supernatural powers without a few strings attached. He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded to the glow, as a sign to continue.

"I´m pretty sure, there are still demons and other creatures in this world left. Despite the fact that I am a demon, I made it my duty to hunt other demons down. I want to avenge myself." Kisu said, in his darkest voice.

"For what?"

"I can´t tell you yet, but one day I will. ............Do you agree?"

"............Do I have another choice?" Daisuke said sarcastically.

Daisuke sighed. This was the moment, that would change everything.

"I agree. But don´t you have to go out, hunting now? I´m still too weak and I don´t know, how you want to find bad people in a here." Daisuke reasoned.

"That´s right, you are too weak. I am not! A demon has more strength, than a human. Let me take control and I´ll show you, what I mean. I will change your body into my form. Nobody will realise it´s Daisuke Motomiya´s body, they´re going to see. I´ll need your permission to change, except for the two nights, where you lend me your body. " Kisu replied.

Something occured the redhead, when Kisu mentioned the two nights.

"In which nights I have to lend you my body? Are there any conditions?"

"Yes. Only in full- and new moon nights."

"Are you going to tell me, why?"

"Not now. You´re not old or experienced enough to understand. I´ll tell you when you´re older."

"You sound like an adult and you´re not older than me." He mocked.

"Not quite right. My soul is hundreds of years old. So I am an adult. Daisuke, I think it´s time to let me take control."

Daisuke was afraid of what would happen next. What if Kisu lied to him and he´d never get his body back? What if things go wrong? On the other hand,......he had to do it, or he and his friend would die, for sure. Daisuke gathered all his courage together and trusted his friendship with Kisu. He nodded to the glow and gave Kisu the permission he needed.

Suddenly he felt light and weightless. Daisuke could feel how his body changed. His muscles were harder than before. His eyes felt strange, his ears became more sensitive and something tickled his neck, it felt very soft and smooth. Then he felt how his body rose against his will and how it walked around in the room. He wanted to call Kisu, wanted to know what was going on outside.

"Kisu???" Daisuke asked, hearing his voice with an echo.

"Yes, Daisuke?"

Kisu´s voice sounded far away, but as deep as ever.

"What happened to me? I feel funny and I want to see what you´re doing." Daisuke demanded.

"That isn´t easy Daisuke. Uhm...... Try to concentrate on your eyes. Act like you would still control your body." Kisu aviced.

He was right, for Daisuke it wasn´t easy he needed all his strength and after a few minutes of trying, he saw something. The vision in front of him was blurry but it became more and more clear and finally he had a sharp view. What he saw freaked him almost out. He stood in front of a mirror, the problem was..... he didn´t saw himself, Daisuke Motomiya. He saw an older looking boy who was taller than Daisuke himself. This boy had strong muscles on his arms, shoulderlength black hair with a strand, covering a part of the left side of his face and the most fascinating and unusually golden eyes he ever saw, dressed in nothing more than the hospital clothing. It was still the same face, but the hair and the eyes made it different. Nobody would suspect, that he and the boy in the mirror, Kisu, were one and the same person. And so Kisu went out of the room, searching for his first prey.

~~~

//Flashback end//

Daisuke realised that Kisu was right. He had agreed to do it and now, he had to live woth the consequences.

*Ok, ok. I was wrong. I admitt it. What do say, if we just forget our little fight?* Daisuke asked.

"I say: It´s dinner-time." Kisu whispered in a dangerous low voice.

Daisuke couldn´t believe his ears. Here he was confessing that he was wrong and all Kisu was thinking about was, dinner???

*Excuse me.What?* He asked outraged.

"Dinner!" Kisu repeated.

"I spotted a suitable prey. The girl in front of the club, down there."

In front of the club stood a blond girl with a black mini-skirt, high heels, a black leather top, and lots of make up in the face.

*She doesn´t look so bad. What has she done?*

"She is a pickpocket. While you were busy with swimming in memories, she stole the purse from the old lady, which stood near the flower shop. She doesn´t make the impression, to be poor and needing the money of an old woman, don´t you think? And the best evidence is that she want to go into the club with the money." Kisu reported.

*Evil bitch! I think we should teach her a lesson, she´ll never forget.*

"Leave it to me. Her dream and hopes, are mine!" His dark voice sounding, like a promise of death.

~~~

Agnes had really fun tonight. First, her old man left the house, forbidding her to visit the *Chrash in*, the best club of Odaiba, but she could escape. Second, she could steal the purse of an old, senile grandma and third, she was now she could pass the doorman and was dancing in the hottest club with extra cash in her pockets.

~Tse, that was really easy, like stealing a lollipop from a baby. Old people are only good for getting more cash on the easy way, for nothing else. And when I´m old enough, I´ll look for an old rich grandpa and marry him, waiting until he die and inherit his money. Than I´m rich and I can do everything I want to do!~ She thought evily.

The hot Techno beat stopped and was replaced by a slow love song. She hated those songs, everytime a new ugly idiot came to her and asked her for a dance. She was sick of the pre-teen boys. She was a mature woman and she needed a real man. A man like,..... like.... like the one, who approached her. He was gorgeous! Tall, slim, with strong arms and broad chest. His shirt lightly unbuttoned, so she had a good view of his chest. He was Mr. Mysterious-Wet-Dream in person. Clothed all in black with the same black, shoulderlength hair and his heartstopping, golden eyes. She forgot almost to breath, when he came to her and asked the same question like everyone else.

"May I have this dance?" He asked in a deep and sexy voice.

Ok maybe it wasn´t the same question. Other boys asked her in an impudent way like: *Hey babe, you wanna dance?* Or: *Hey little chick, I´m free for a dance.* No. This guy was different. He threatened her right. He was the prince and she was the princess, like in her favourite fairytails. She nooded quickly, unable to say anything else to him. Her mouth was dry all of sudden and she felt like fainting on the spot when his hands tightened around, tenderly pulling her closer to him. She rested her head against his chest, hearing his strong, never-stopping heartbeat and for the first time in her life, she felt safe.

They swayed with the music for a while, and a few minutes later the song had ended. She looked into his warm golden eyes, they invited her to loose herself in them. Her face came closer to his, or was he coming closer? Agnes didn´t realise anything, anymore. There was a need in her, she never knew could exist. The need to taste him. To kiss his perfect shaped mouth. But before she could do it, he stopped her. Dissapointed she looked into his eyes again to search for the answer of her unspoken question. Why?

He smirked and leaned down to her ear so she could hear him over the loud music.

"Not here, I prefer privacy." He breathed. Sending pleasent shivers down her spine.

She obeyed immediately. Willing to do as he said. The blonde desire hadn´t any limits anymore. She wanted him.

Now!

Agnes led him out of the club. She rounded a corner from which she knew was private enough, yet if he would hurt her, she could scream and the whole neighbourhood would be awake within seconds.

He looked deep into her own blue eyes and Agnes couldn´t resist anymore.

"Please....." She whispered.

"Shhhhhh, I won´t hurt you." He promised her.

She closed her eyes and partened her lips for his kiss. The dark-haired man came closer his lips almost touching hers, barely an inch away. But instead of kissing her he took a deep breath through his mouth. Agnes felt a burn inside her throat, but she was to numb to move or to react. A green light shimmered from the inside of her throat, slowly leaving her mouth and wandering into the partened, awaitening mouth of her dance partner. The glow wandered down deeper and deeper, making his throat glow in the same green light, until it vanished.

Agnes slumped unconcsiously against him. He smirked cruelly at her, and let her sleeping body rest against the wall.

"Sweet nightmares. You´ll have them for one or two weeks now. Maybe this will change your mind." He said.

*I hope so.* The inner voice said.

Then he turned around and left her sitting against the wall.

~~~

"That´s him?" His minion asked.

"Yes!" The Master growled.

"You´re sure he doesn´t look like his son."

"He is! Bring him to me or kill him. It doesn´t matter. Take as much creatures as you´ll need." He advised

"I´ll do as you said, my lord. I will kill him for you! The Demon Slayer Kisu, is as good as dead!" He promised his Master, before he left the throne room.

~~~

Tbc........ or not.

R&R plz

That was the first episode. I know the prologue sucked but I try to make it up with the first episode. If there aren´t any reviews, (Doesn´t matter what about or how short they are) I´m going to stop this. Knowing it´s not good enough.

If I should continue, I promise the next chapters are with Daisuke and the other digidestined. ^^ (and the Kaizer, of course.)