Palm of My Hand / Part 1 / Boundaries and Bondage @--\------ They say, throughout the centuries, mankind has tried to attain perfection. They know, that over history, humanity has destroyed far more then he has created. I am the closest mankind has ever come to perfection.. Hand in hand, I am the destroyer the world has been seeking. I am the strongest link between man and God, humanity and Satan. The crushing fist of oppresion, and the liberating hand of fate... To obliterate the world is not my intent. I would do well to rule them and show them their place. Their place... But what of mine...? What of the world? What is the world? We are not but a band of sordid David's who killed a gentle Goliath in the name of evolution. I would cry for our souls, but I find my tears have long since dried upon the torn, empty parchment of a million dreams. They are nothing but humans. I am all but a god. Who am I? My name is Ken Ichijouji, the Digimon Kaiser, the boy genius, and the voice that will lead you straight to Hell... @--\------ Yolei Inoue curled her toes deeper into the sand, feeling the gritty, sun baked warmth spread beneath the slender digits. Cautiously, she took a tiny step forward, sinking the small foot into the cool, clear water of the stream. "Ooh! That's nice!" Behind her, A small brunette glanced at the nearly set sun over the purple haze of mountain range. Fading shades of banana and tangerine mixed and blended exotically over the orange bathed sky. Smearing across this artists palette of mandarin, the violet jags of rock and granite lay like sleeping gods overlooking the evening primrose water. "I dunno Yolei...It's getting dark..." Stepping into the gentle brook, Yolei impishly giggled and splashed the girl standing a distance away. "C'mon Kari! Live a little! Just because Davis and Tk are back at camp doesn't mean we girls have to be there to!" With a sigh, Kari bit her lip, torn between fun and good sense. "No...Not right now..." She looked at the lithe purple haired girl, devoid of helmet, or for the matter, clothing. The older teenage, unabashedly had stripped to her undergarments and was about to enjoy a relaxing swim in an enclosed drift of water. Kari wasn't a lesbian, but she took a moment to admire the artistic portrait of the female before her. Yolei was lucky. The tall, leggy teenager had the right mix or curves and length to send her over and beyond average. With smooth, milky skin and liquid honey eyes, combined with a genius mind and innovative personality. The petite, almond haired girl had noticed the wandering stare of the other teenage boys of the group. "Don't be such a stick in the mud, Kari!" The girl tossed her lavender hair over her shoulder, peering over the smooth skin with a challenge in her eye. "Or...Go get the guys and we can all take a dip!" Kari blushed, her hand coming to her mouth. "Um...I'll go back to the camp and...I'll see..." Pivoting, the girl disapeared into the shadows of the forest, leaving the girl alone...And helpless. "No adventure at all!" mumbled Yolei, before arching her pale arms above her head. drawing in a deep breath and slipping beneath the surface. Where she could drift away for a while... @--\------ From the empty confines of my domain, I watched her arch and curve and glide and bend. She was like a mythological creature... A heather haired mermaid sent to tempt the eyes of passer-bys... The digidestined broke the surface, her head thrown back, scattering droplets of dusky purple water in a sunburst of rain. The smooth column of her neck, and the rise and fall of her breasts reminded me of a million legends... A pearly siren seeking to drown the hearts of men in deadly ecstacy. The lacy silk of her undergarments grew opaque when the cloth met air, and I allowed my icy eyes to feast upon the glory of the unattainable. A moonlit nymph, glittering in the billowy drifts of night as she bathes in the tears of a thousand stars. Cursing, I make to stand but find myself unable to move. I am enraptured. I am enthralled. The eyes of the blackest sin follow the innocent movements of an unaware Lolita. Swearing, I clench my fist, listening to the leather as it crunches. The whip in my left palm snaps uneasily. I shift my legs, but am unable to stand upon them. My greatest adversary by far. My own lack of control. "Wormon!" The voice that echos within the lonley cell of my control room is foreign to me, and for a moment, when the lilac witch on the screen snaps her face towards the screen, I fear my trespass of sight has been discovered. Then, to my relief and envy, four figures join the glowing aphrodite on the bankside. The Digidestined in the water glides on her back, kicking a splash of wet upon the sputtering, burgundy haired young man who struggles to remove his left shoe. Davis Motomiya. The insignifigant insect I summoned forth skitters across the stone floor, his legs clicking a rythmic staccato to join my pulse. "Master?" I say nothing as I watch the second boy, Tk Takaisha wade into the stream. He is nearing the object of my sudden desire and I feel rage surge within me. The whip in my hand dances over the floor, a macabe reminder of writhing demons within the pits of Hades. "M-master?" "Silence!" The grating snap of my scream joins the hissing crack of the strip of leather within my hand as it connects with the olive shell on his cowering back. I blink calmly, pushing away the sudden torrent of guilt as his crystalline blue eyes fill with tears. Davis Motomiya, Digidestined leader, has now stripped to his boxers and I sneer as he leaps into the water. But my attention is not on him. The water sprite squeals with laughter that I cannot bare. She pushes the boy underwater for a second. A touch I cannot abide. My jealousy flows through my veins like molten rage. I grit my teeth in vexation at the lack of my own self-denial. Can I not defeat this weakness? "She must be punished." The hollow statement bounces over the walls Wormon whimpers painfully, but manage to rise and raise his voice. "Who...Master?" My lip curls and I lift the whip again, this time not to damage, but to destroy. The leather cuts through the air, with a breezy sound, coming into shattering contact with the glass of one of many screens. The picture, the cracked visage of the Digidestined of Love and Sincerity, flickers. They laugh and shriek like babies, a tantalizing glimpse of lavender and seashell, before the screen goes black. @--\------ She had retrieved her outfit from the emerald grass, laughingly replacing the blouse, pants and gloves, but disparagingly carrying the helmet and vest beneath her arm. The others quickly drew ahead, shivering and eager to join Cody near the fire, and she hurridly tugged her damp hair into a braid. "Guys! Wait up!" They waved at her, urging her to pick up the pace, and she grumbled, picking up her boots and taking a step forward. Only to crash to the ground when a heavy weight was thrust into her back. She screamed, crumpling, and the Veggimon who had knocked her down quickly wrapped its vines around her limbs. The others turned, shouting over the forest for their Digimon partners to come, and beginning to sprint back to the girl. "Wait!" The shout had come from blonde Takeru, who yanked on the arm of Davis, stopping them both. "Hey man! What's the hold up?!" The frantic blue eyes searched for some sort of understanding in the purple ones of Davis, who tried to pull away. "Davis stop! We can't do anything! We arean't fighters and we're helpless without our Digimon!" David continued to struggle, twisting away from his companions. "We can't just sit here! Look at her!" The bruised girl was limp and lifeless in the entangled tentacles of the dark ringed Digimon, and Davis felt his heart in his throat. Tears threatened to fall, and his voice grew hoarse. Tk was right, they could do nothing until the Digimon arrived. "Yolei! Yolei wait, please! Put her down!" Kari cringed at the frantic pain in Davis' voice, and the sentiment in his emotions echoed her own. The beautiful girl was in unbelievable danger, and her only source of aid couldn't even save her. "Yolei!" The Veggimon began withdrawing into the murky blackness of the forest, and Tk, Davis and Kari felt their anxiety rise to panic. "Yolei!" Behind them, a shout from Cody summoned the Digivolution of Armadillomon, and they felt some hope. They turned, calling forth their own partners to power, and ready to go after their fallen comrade... Until a legion of Bakumon appeared from the gates pf Hell. "No!" Tk's cry filled them with dread and they leaped on their respective Digimon. The threatening greenery was torn apart as the battle raged, the smaller creatures soon destroyed by the Digidestined. But the girl was gone. "Yolei!" Davis wailed, his violet eyes filled with tears and he swore at the absent Kaiser, Kari quickly coming to put a supportive hand on his shoulder. But to no avail, Yolei was gone, her path destoyed by the fight. "Quick, we can go after her! Comb the forest! Anything! Please!" The others avoided his gaze, Kari wiping away frightened tears of her own, while Tk angrily stomped and swore. Veemon stepped forward, his baby voice adding no comfort to their fear, while Gatomon consoled Hawkmon. "We can't go after them in the dark, Davish...And after fighting that many Bakumon...We can't Digiviolve either..." With a disbelieving whimper, Davis bit his lip, stepping forward only to kick a fallen object on the ground. He cried out softly when he knelt and picked up the lonley white glove left on the dusty ground. Shutting his eyes tightly, he felt his teeth go through his lip, filling his mouth with the coppery flavor of blood. "YOLEI!" @-->----