Double the Darkness

Ai and Mako Kizuna DarkDigidestined Affiliated

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Mistakes Were Made

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               “It’s okay,” Guilmon replied back, ears twitching curiously. “I was just waiting for Takatomon to come back! He should be back soon.”

               Or at least the digimon thought so. Takato had been gone for a little while, having taken off after a nervous breakdown the day before. It wasn’t often he left Guilmon on his own for too long, so the dinosaur wasn’t worried.

               That was a lie. He worried so much about Takato.

               “Is Impmon doing okay?” he asked curiously. Though he’d never been close with Impmon, he liked to consider them friends.

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“Oh...okay,” he said, eyes still darting about nervously. Should he stick around until Takato came? He didn’t want to leave Guilmon alone, but he also really didn’t want to deal with--whatever this situation was.

But he wasn’t just going to ignore Guilmon’s question. “Impmon’s good...yells at me whenever I tease my sister too much.” He laughed a little, running a hand through his hair and trying to play it off as no big deal.

“I think he misses you guys, though. Maybe you should come over sometime. He’d be happy to see you.”

[darkdigidestined]

“The lighter something is, the easier it is to darken it.” ― Bruce Crown, How Dim the Promised Land

Heroes. Saviors. Champions and upholders of justice. All names the Digidestined have heard before, in reference to themselves. But what if they weren’t the heroes? What if they had become something else, had taken a trip to the opposite end of the spectrum?

Dark Digidestined Roleplay explores the fallen, takes the dark crevices in each hero’s soul and brings them to the forefront. Will you join the former champions of good now that they’ve journeyed down?

Because after all, even the light flirts with darkness.

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Mistakes Were Made

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               The words of the teenagers caused his ears to lay flat, and he backed up towards the wall, tail between his claws for protection. It still ached from the force of an adolescent’s weight.

               They ran, one by one, until only the one child remained, staring at him, and he looked around, sniffing curiously, as if trying to smell his Tamer, but another scent clouded his nose. 

                The bipedal dinosaur crept forward, following the odd scent right toward the last teen, and finally he recognized the scent. Impmon. He’d recognize it anywhere. But if this one smelled like Impmon, that meant…

                “Impmon’s tamer?” Guilmon asked, ears perking up as he stood at full height, versus his previous protective, hunched position.

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Mako stiffened as Guilmon approached him, eyes darting to the side towards the window where his friends were again urging him to hurry the fuck up. He stiffened even further as the first pair of footsteps took off away from him, just as the red dinosaur digimon before him uttered the words ‘Impmon’s tamer.’

“U-um...yeah, actually,” he said with a nervous laugh, scratching at the back of his head. “Well, one of them? My sister Ai’s also...yeah. Sorry,” he added, shuffling back a few feet, “for disturbing you. We thought the place was ditched.”

That really wasn’t much excuse for illegal behavior, but at least it made it clear that the intent had never been to bother the creature. Mako really didn’t know much about Guilmon’s tamer, apart from the name Takato and what the pair had looked like on the news all those years ago. Nothing further, not really.

Mako was a little curious, though. Had Takato ditched his digimon? Or was the older boy kicked out and homeless? Neither seemed like a good situation, and he wasn’t certain he wanted to be involved at all.

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Mistakes Were Made

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               There’s a connection between a Digimon and his partner that’s unlike any other, at least between Guilmon and Takato. They were part of each other, bonded beyond all belief, and maybe that’s why when Guilmon felt a sudden fright from the glass breaking, Takato had a feeling that something was wrong.

               Guilmon took cover, wing-like ears laying back as he scuttled his body underneath a cardboard box, an all-too-familiar action for the dinosaur. It wasn’t the first nor the last time he would hide under a box for cover. 

               Guilmon hoped, as soon as he heard the adolescent voices, that they’d simply leave before Takato returned, because that’s something he didn’t want to think about. His partner was not kind to others anymore, and if he ever had to witness a bloodbath like the one years ago, he might never be the same.

               Luck was not on his side, he decided, when something hard and vaguely foot-shaped came down on his tail and he bolted up, knocking over the pile of boxes as he scrambled to grab his tail and not cry over the sudden pain.

              He didn’t, however, consider that he wasn’t careful in not leaving himself in plain view of a few teenagers.

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Mako’s eyes went wide as one of his friends stepped dangerously close to Guilmon’s hiding place--his name was Guilmon, right?--and he flinched as the shoe came down.

“What the fuck is that!?” came his friend’s panicked cry. The boy scrambled backwards, falling over himself in his attempt to get away. The trio of Mako’s friends were frozen now, staring at the beast in fear.

“Fuck this shit, I’m outta here,” one of them muttered, bolting for the broken window. The one who had stepped on the tail and caused the problem followed him out as soon as he was back on his feet. The third was still immobile, unable to remove his shocked gaze from the creature, but he finally regained his senses and chased after the other two.

It left Mako standing alone in the room. He could hear his friends shouting for him to hurry the fuck up from outside the window, but he wasn’t sure what he should do. If Impmon found out he’d disturbed one of his old friends and done nothing, not even apologize, he’d be pissed with the boy for days.

Not that he wouldn’t already be disappointed when he found out Mako skipped school again for some classic breaking and entering, even if the place had seemed abandoned.

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Mistakes Were Made

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“Don’t be a fucking wuss!”

“I’m not,” Mako growled at his friend, finally taking the rock he’d been weighing in his hand and lobbing it directly at the window. The place was a decrepit mess anyways; there was no way anybody actually lived here. Well, maybe a homeless person.

The action brought sputtering laughs forth from the three other boys, one of them clapping Mako on the back as he walked past, on his way to shimmy through the window.

The boys had been on the search for a new hideout after their old one was busted, and this place seemed perfect for it. Nobody would care about an old building like this, right? Maybe they’d have to contend with some rats, but not many people would be interested in fighting over it.

Mako ducked through the broken glass last, taking a look around at the concrete walls as his friends got to work covering them with spraypaint. There were some cardboard boxes stacked under the rusted metal stairs. That wasn’t a big deal; the red dinosaur tail he saw sticking out of them was.

Digimon. One of those ones that Impmon had known way back when the D-Reaper came calling. Shit.

“Hey dude, you look white as a goddamn sheet. What’s wrong with you? Finally lose your balls?”

“No! I just...don’t think this is the best place, okay? Come on, let’s pick another building,” Mako said with a shaky grin, backing towards their entry point.

“What? No way! This place is perfect!”

No, it’s really, really not.

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               “Kizuna-chan, I can pay for your haircut if you’d like. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to get to her sooner, Impmon.”

               Honestly, he did feel guilty. Though he couldn’t have known, the warrior, the protector, in him felt guilt over the failure. He was determined to make it up to her, and make sure the ones who did this to her were punished.

               “Momo would be happy to meet you. You’ll have to meet her someday soon.” He thought for a moment, before digging into his bag and pulling out a piece of paper and pen. Quickly he scribbled something down, holding it out to Ai. “If you ever need a friend, call me. I promise, you won’t be inconveniencing me, Kizuna-chan.”

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“Ai...well, thanks to ya for bringing her home safe. Now then...” Impmon grumbled something foul-mouthed, stalking off to find Mako and give him a talking to. He was certain he would at least know something, even if he hadn’t been involved.

Ai put on a real smile. “I’d love to meet her,” she said. Looking at the number briefly before taking it, she nodded, hoping not to tear up again. “Thank you, Tomoki-senpai. I appreciate it.”

She walked him to the door and, wishing him a good day, shut it behind him and trudged back to her room. She shut that door, too. Ai wasn’t in the mood to deal with her brother, not when she felt like this.

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Trouble in Mayapple: Mako

He was running late, as always. That was the disadvantage of not having a Pokemon with Fly: you had to walk or bike fucking everywhere. It didn’t matter most days, but it certainly did when there were events going on that you didn’t want to miss out on.

So when he got to Mayapple, he was in a hurry. He didn’t want to get stopped by some jackass in a uniform, calling himself a member of ‘Team Eclipse’ and refusing to let him into the hall.

Mako kicked his ass.

When he entered, it was chaos. Before he could assess the situation any farther, though, three more of the same type of idiot jumped on him, demanding battles before they moved out of his path.

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Trouble in Mayapple: Ai

Ai had only been traveling for a few months, and hadn’t yet ventured too far away from her hometown of Foxglove. Mayapple wasn’t too far away, and she wasn’t about to pass up the chance to say hi to Hemlock again, especially if it meant she’d get to look at all the beautiful stones.

What she hadn’t been expecting was a hostile takeover. Needless to say, she was terrified.

She knew she wasn’t the strongest trainer out there, especially when compared to Mako. She felt entirely helpless in this situation.

So she sat and watched with wide eyes as Mega Stone after Mega Stone was stolen.

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Meet the Pokemon Trainer, Mako!

Arcanine ♂ Lv46 Intimidate | Crunch, Heat Wave, Flare Blitz, Extreme Speed

Serperior ♂ Lv48 Contrary | Leaf Tornado, Slam, Leaf Blade, Giga Drain

Archeops ♂ Lv47 Defeatist | Acrobatics, Dragon Breath, Crunch, U-Turn

Magneton Lv50 Magnet Pull | Zap Cannon, Tri Attack, Metal Sound, Flash Cannon

Ariados ♂ Lv49 Sniper | Shadow Sneak, Sucker Punch, Pin Missile, Psychic

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“You’ll go down quickly. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

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Meet the Lass, Ai!

Deerling ♀ Lv23 Sap Sipper | Double Kick, Leech Seed, Feint Attack, Take Down

Phantump ♀ Lv22 Natural Cure | Tackle, Confuse Ray, Astonish, Ingrain

Piplup ♀ Lv20 Torrent | Pound, Growl, Peck, Bubble Beam

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“Um...I’m just starting out, so go easy on me!”

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               “I do have to be home in a little while, so my brother can drop off Momo-chan. You’d like her a lot. She’s super cute, and is learning to walk!”

                His face lit up when speaking of his niece–she was his pride and joy! Yutaka often left her in his care, so he’d become quite versed in the ways of caring for children. Momoka was a cute baby who wormed her way into everyone’s hearts. She was an excellent judge of character, at least Tomoki thought so.

                “I think she’d love Impmon the most. She’d think he was a stuffed animal who could play! I can only imagine how silly he’d look if she got a hold of him. If you meet her, you’ll be glad your hair is shorter. She chews on long hair.”

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“Who ya calling a stuffed animal?” Impmon asked, padding into the room. “Because I swear--Ai!” He’d only just noticed her hair’s mismatched length. “Who did it? I’m gonna--”

“Impmon, don’t,” she admonished gently, giving something as close to a real smile as she had since the incident. “It’s fine,” she claimed. “I’ll go to get it cut tomorrow, okay?”

Looking back at her guest, she replied, “I won’t keep you, then. Your niece sounds like a sweetheart, maybe I’ll get to meet her someday.”

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               “Well, alright, but the other boys aren’t getting away with this. Confrontation isn’t my style, but this was horrible.” He knelt to untie his own sneakers, glancing around before smiling at her. “It’s alright, Kizuna-chan. I don’t want to trouble you at all.”

               Though he followed her into the house, he’s scanning his surroundings–not out of suspicion or anything like that, but because Ai had once said Impmon was quite the trickster, and he didn’t need any untold scares.

               “Ah, pardon the intrusion, Kizuna-san,” he said, directing the words towards Mako. “I escorted your sister home from school early. How have you been?”

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“Oh. Ice Warrior guy. Hi,” he said, pausing the game and turning around only to spot his sister’s new ‘haircut.’ Mako’s jaw went slack for a second. Finally, he said, “Ai, what the fuck happened?”

He was about to offer to beat up whoever did it when his phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen and seeing the text about what his friends had done that afternoon, his face flamed red. How dare they? He still wanted to beat them up, but--but he wouldn’t.

“...Oh,” he said flatly, before glancing back at her, trying a smirk, and giving a half-hearted ‘ha.’ Flicking off the TV, he got to his feet. “I’ll just...go tell Impmon you’re home. Yeah.”

Ai sniffed once before nodding, her throat tight. Once Mako had vacated the area, she looked back up at her guest. “Sorry, Tomoki-senpai. Can I get you anything? Or do you have to be home a certain time?”

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               “Still, they shouldn’t get away with something like this. I know he’s your brother, but I still need to report him and his friends for this,” he informed, biting his lip at just how distressed she was. He couldn’t blame her–losing hair like that, at the hands of her brother’s friends?

               Let alone the fact that her brother played along. Could he truly hate Ai so much that he allowed his friends to bully her so horribly? He doubted it, but his own rocky relationship with his brother wasn’t a great comparison.

               “I’ll walk you home, Kizuna-chan. Let’s stop by the office, and I’ll let them know why we’re leaving. If it’s any consolation, I think you’ll look great with shorter hair.”

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“Mako didn’t even come to school today so I don’t think you can report him, at least, but I can’t stop you from getting the others in trouble...” Shaking her head to clear it, Ai forced another smile when Tomoki offered to take her home.

“I appreciate that, senpai. Maybe it was time to try a new hairstyle anyways.” She followed him to the office, and the pair were soon walking their way back to her house. After unlocking the door and taking off her shoes, she turned back to face Tomoki again. “Please, you’re welcome to come in. Let me get you a drink or something.”

Finishing her offer, she led him inside after calling out “I’m home!” Walking past the living room to get to the kitchen, she spotted Mako at the TV, playing some video game.

“You’re home early,” he commented, not looking away from the screen.

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               “That was very cruel of them, Kizuna-chan.” Yes, they’d become much closer since their little adventure, and he was happy to spend time with her when he could. Lately, babysitting his niece had become a much more important task to him, and his time had been taken up.

               “It’s okay to cry, you know,” he said, as if he could just tell what she’d been thinking. He had once been emotional like that as well. He digs into the pocket of his bag and pulls out a handkerchief, offering it to her.

               “I doubt they’ll go back to picking on you for some time. I’ll have some words with them, if you’d like?” Though he wasn’t sure she’d take him up on that. He’d been less than confrontational and nothing but sweet around her.

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“Thanks,” she said with a weak smile, taking the offered handkerchief and fiddling with it for a few seconds before wiping her eyes. “And don’t bother, I doubt they’ll listen. They’re friends with Mako, too, so...”

That shouldn’t really matter when it came to something like this, but she always felt bad interfering with her brother’s life. “Do you think I’ll be allowed to go home early? I don’t think I can handle my last class.”

She would have to arrange for an emergency haircut soon, too... Tears were threatening again. Mako would probably just laugh when he saw, even if Impmon yelled at him for it.

“Maybe I should let you get to your own class,” she added, folding the handkerchief. “I can clean this and give it to you tomorrow.” She just had to hold it together until she got home, that was all.

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               He heard the snickering from the floor below, and looked over the side of the railing. The floors in this building had a layout that allowed students to see to the floor below it, and so he could see boys, a small group of them, laughing as one held out a pair of scissors, and another a long set of brown locks.

               It’s not like it was hard for him to figure out they’d cut off one of the girl’s pigtails–he recognized her as Kizuna Ai, a girl from a lower grade he’d taken a class with. They’d gotten close as she’d tutored him in English, and it made him angry that she was being picked on.

               He descended the stairs to the lower floor, and walked to them, breaking his stride only when he can put a hand on Ai’s shoulder and frown at the other boys.

              “I suggest you back off. Kizuna-chan’s had quite enough, and you could all get suspended for this,” he told them, in the most innocent voice he could. Still, it wasn’t like he’d let them get away with it. He quickly pulled out his phone, flipped it open and snapped a picture.

              “Please, try and behave, boys.”

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Ai was used to her brother’s friends being brats in general and cruel to her in particular, but this--this was farther than normal. Her reaction had been slow, seeing as it was normal for one of the jerks to pull on her pigtails. The snipping sound and the feeling of hair being severed had taken a moment to register. She had turned to face them, only to see that her hair now must look very uneven.

She had been fighting back tears, but as soon as Tomoki came and intervened on her behalf she lost control. They’d muttered half-hearted apologies, one of the boys forcing the cut locks back into her hands before they all ran off, probably not back to class. Ai was left with her forehead against her locker, trying to keep her sobs to herself and failing miserably.

“S-sorry, I--thank you, Tomoki-senpai, I just--” She’d grown closer to him and felt a deeper connection after they had run into each other during that awful trip to the Digital World, but they’d seen little of each other since. This was hardly the image of herself that she wanted to give him. Mako called her a crybaby for a reason, after all.

She swiped at her eyes and ran her nose across her sleeve. “Sorry...about that...”

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Two eggs sit upon Ai and Mako's kitchen counter. One is a brown egg with a pretty yellow pattern on it. The other is a different brown egg that looks like tree bark, with two curling protrusions on top of it. A note is between them, reading: "Care for them and they'll care for you."

Ai reaches for the yellow-patterned one, only for her hand to be slapped away. Mako takes it in his hands, squinting at it, before shrugging and heading back to his room. Biting her lip, Ai takes the other for herself and turns for her own room, tucking the note in her pocket.

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Ai’s eyes went wide. “Really? Living on your own? That’s so cool!” She knew Juri was much older than her, but such an adult thing like that still came as a surprise.

"Wow. Sometimes I wish I could live on my own… Living with Mako can get really annoying." She rolled her eyes and gave a half-hearted smile. She wasn’t about to let Juri know just how much his words hurt her. That was a private burden, one she could manage on her own.

"Well I’m glad you’re doing okay," she added, scratching at the back of her neck. "It really is nice to see you again… I-if you ever want to come over sometime, or something, you’re welcome to. L-like I said, I’m sure Impmon would be happy to see you again too…"

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Heh, Ai was still such a child. Seeing her all excited at Juri’s comment almost made her laugh. She didn’t know how hard it was…how lonely it could be by yourself…

"It’s good you have someone though. That way you have him to rely on when things get tough." She lowered her head, with a sigh, and closed her eyes. Opening them again, she heard the other talk to her more.

"I’d like that, Ai-chan, really." A soft yet forced smile came to Juri’s face, her insides twisting at the thought of seeing their partner after so much time… "Maybe sometime soon alright? I…I have to get home, sorry."

Turning around, she waved to Ai, and jogged away from where they were standing. She was going to go home and cry.

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