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Trial by Fire and Smoke (Kitt)
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Post by Kitt on Sept 4, 2020 17:26:44 GMT
As Kitt brutalized Dio, slamming him repeatedly creating an ever-growing crater in the process, he would slowly begin to lose any sense of reasoning. His iris disappeared, a clear sign that he was now consumed by rage, hellbent on one thing: to annihilate the thing that caused him to relieve that misery again.
His charged punch connected to the dark dragon’s stomach, the force strong enough to bury him halfway into the ground. His fist wouldn't even depart from his body even as Dio devolved back into his Impmon form. His blank eyes burrowed furiously, watching the Impmon writhe in pain Was that it? Was this all the so-called Dark Lord could muster? All of his anger, the sneering, the insults, and this was all he could muster? No. This wasn’t enough. He won’t allow it. His rage wasn’t satisfied yet.
Baring his fangs, he raised his other fist, preparing to plummet the Impmon further until he was nothing but paste. Before he could do so however, he felt a weak, but assuring pat on his hand. He stopped, and growled in confusion, his head tilted to one side. He stared at Dio as he stared, expressing how proud he was of him while expressing guilt of pushing him too far. The White Leomon’s expression contorted, unable to articulate the words that appeared in his mind.
Feeling something from behind, he turned around to see Gio hugging him, begging him to stop. Shock and sympathy would cross Kitt’s expression. He looked at the Black Guilmon, and then to Dio’s, who was now shedding tears. Gently raising his hand that was planted on Dio, both of his arms immediately slumped to his side. The whiteness in his mind slowly faded away, as he grasped the reality of what had happened. He stared down to his hands that were now shaking, not from anger, but from regret.
What has he done?
His bright golden eyes reappeared, tears hitting the ground as he sobbed. He gently and carefully lifted Dio up, then Gio, nestling to two in his arms. “I’m...so...sorry, Lord Dio-sama..!” Kitt begged. He dropped to his knees, rubbing his face to the Impmon’s to dry both of their tears, but everytime he did, the tears would come down harder. “I never *hic* meant to hurt you *hic*. It’s just everything you said hurt me so much that, because I’m nothing but a...but a...”
Now calmed and lacking the will to fight, Kitt glowed, rapidly shrinking down to his Spadamon form. His fur was matted and bruised. His blue jacket was slightly ragged. His forehead armor slid down, dropping to the ground, his bangs now coming down to his eyes as he buried his face into Dio’s scarf. “You’re right about *hic* me. I’m nothing but a scared-little whelp that can’t even be your student, that can’t even make you proud, that can’t be able to protect Eris where she’s protecting me…”
The Spadamon then broke into a sob, hugging Dio tightly, but not too much to cause him further discomfort. This power..he didn’t want it anymore. If it meant he was gonna hurt those closest to him, then he didn’t want it. “I’m sorry that I'm not the student you wanted..."
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Post by Carlos Rey on Sept 17, 2020 4:45:11 GMT
As much as he trusted the leomon to listen to reason in the end, even Dio couldn't help but to let out a sigh of relief as he saw Kitt finally lower his guard, clearly no longer intending to fight anymore. Yet the Dark Lord almost wished he hadn't stopped, the imp still feeling guilty over causing the white cat so much pain. His ensuing sobbing and apologizing followed closely by gentle if tear filled nuzzling did little to alleviate said guilt.
If anything, it made him feel worse. Gio didn't say anyhing, but as soon as he was picked up and noticed the change in Kitt's demeanor he would now found himself rubbing the side of his muzzle against the feline, the grip in his hug now having switched to Kitt's arm, even as the leomon glowed and shrunk back to his spadamon form.
As for Dio, he simply placed his hand on Kitt's messy mane, giving his head a gentle and slow pat.
"Kitt I...I should be the one apologizing..." He said, the faint smile in his face doing very little to hide the pain in his tone. "I brought you here against your will and forced this stupid burden upon you, expecting so much right out of the gate with so little build up...and I was the one that lashed out first because..." He paused, biting his lip. It was quite embarrasing to admit but Kitt deserved an honest answer for a change. "I guess I saw something in you that reminded me of my old self. I...guess I'm not too fond of my old self."
Was there more to it than that? Most likely, but he wasn't about to focus on the minor details, much less now that he had a crying kid lying on top of him. He grit his teeth as Kitt continued apologizing however, berating himself further and further, saying things about how much he had failed and how Dio would be dissapointed.
As for the imp, he just shook his head, as his hand lightly and gently grabbed Kitt by the side of the head, carefully nudging him to raise his head a bit and look the imp in the eye. If he did he would not find a look of dissapointment, but rather an expression he would probably never have expected from Dio. A kind, almost slightly amused smile was on his face, though his eyes seemed to be slowlly getting teary as well.
"...are you kidding? Kitt, look around you. Hell, look at me." He said with a chuckle. "You...you messed me the fuck up. Effortlessly at that! If you hadn't stopped yourself I don't think anyone here could have. That's not something to scoff at. Yes, you might have lost control, but so have most digimon on the world! Power is a complicated thing, almost everyone wants it, but nobody quite knows how to handle it at first."
"So please, do yourself a favor, and stop beating yourself so much. There's no perfect student, and there's no getting stronger without tripping along the way." He shook his head some more. Was anything he was saying getting through? It was hard to tell, but what came next would probably say more than words could. The Dark Lord simply...reciprocated the hug, his arms wrapped around the small Spadamon's frame as he gave Kitt's back another gentle pat.
"I wouldn't blame you for hating me, but I could not be prouder of you."
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Post by Kitt on Oct 3, 2020 21:48:13 GMT
Kitt continued to cry, his furry body shaking as he sobbed on Dio’s chest. Seeing the Impmon in the condition he was in, he couldn’t forgive himself. He’d let his anger get the better of him, and with that he ultimately lost control, hurting Dio and made Gio terrified. If he was a Digimon that ultimately lacked the will and strength to fight, then he was an absolute worthless student to Dio. Nothing but a pathetic whelp.
His ears stood up as he felt Dio’s hand gently patting his hair. He didn’t want the Impmon to apologize to him; he felt it was entirely his fault. Maybe if he was a tougher, more stronger Digimon, he would have been someone that Dio would be proud of.
His sobbing would quiet down when Dio admitted to why he said those hurtful things to him. He was like him back then? That revelation made him peek up, but still not looking at the Impmon’s face, until the latter gently nudged his head up, seeing that he was not truly a shame or upset with him, but proud of him, and praising him to boot.
The Impmon reached out to hug the Spadamon. Tears began to swell up in his eyes once. It’d take a second for Kitt to reciprocate the hug, wrapping his arms tightly around him.
“I...I don’t hate you.” Kitt whispered, his voice shaking. “I *hic*...only said that because I was so mad at the things that you said. It’s just...where I was raised at, the person who took care of me said awful things to me a lot, and soon enough, the other Digimon I was with did the same thing. And…”
Kitt choked up, tears streaming down his face before continuing. “...I could do nothing about it. No matter how many times I objected, they did it more. It...it just wasn’t fair. I ran away as soon as I digivolve, never looking back. Then you saying all those mean things made me feel I was right back at the orphanage, that nothing changed. It made me so mad, that all I saw when facing you was my caretaker.”
“I never meant to hurt you like that, and I don’t ever want to do it again. If...if you don’t want to be my master anymore, I understand.”
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Post by Carlos Rey on Jan 13, 2021 5:21:04 GMT
"Guess I walked into that one, then." Dio thought out loud once Kitt was done explaining. Truth be told, had he known that much he would have kicked his own ass if Kitt hadn't. "Kid, you had every right to snap at me like you did. Maybe even more so. I was the one that pushed you again and again. Even if my words hadn't hurt you the same way, I said those things willingly in the hopes you'd fight back."
He sighed, then ppondered if it was worth it to go into much further detail than that. He didn't want to make this about himself, but he didn't want to keep Kitt in the dark either.
"Because...well I knew how it would make you feel. Because I feel that every time someone puts me down. I just hear all those imbeciles back on the Dark Area all over again, telling me how worthless I am and how the best I can hope for is a quick dea-" He stopped himself and sighed, already feeling a bitter taste in the back of his mouth whilst remembering those days. He shook his head trying to plant himself in the present, where Kitt needed him most. "It just...eats away at you inside, makes you forget about everything but how much it hurt, right? Well that's normal, at least for us...but it won't control you forever. I promise you that much. It might never fully leave you, but you can turn it into a very powerful tool if you try." Even if he had to become Kitt's personal punching bag again, he was determined to help this kid get over his past demons. Dio had only recently started to learn how to move on from the past, but even he knew already that it wasn't a path one could walk alone. And he certainly wasn't going to let Kitt do it on his own.
"Tch, you dumb kid...didn't I just say how proud I was?" He said, now playfully ruffling the spadamon's mane with his hand. "Listen, I can't force you to be my student, or hell even ask for forgiveness, but if you'd let me to still be your teacher well...I'd be really happy." He smiled, but didn't say anything else, ultimately leaving that decision up to Kitt.
Once that was said however, the two of them would feel how the ground would suddenly give way under them...well at least that's how it felt, but it quickly became clear it was just Gio lifting them up from the ground, his hug still unbroken.
"So if Kitt and Dio are so similar...does that mean he could be another brother too?" He asked, head tilted to one side as he eyed both of them, a glint of curiousness in his eyes. Dio wasn't quite sure what to answer to that. Really he wasn't sure what kind of train of thought Gio had followed to reach such a conclusion.
"Probably a bit of a stretch, dummy." The imp rolled his eyes.
"Can he be an uno... unofic...unfictional brother to us though?" The ineloquent lizard asked with a small shrug, tightening his hug around the two as he lifted them up even more. Dio felt the air be squeezed out of him yet again by the force of his taller brother, but didn't say anything, either out of not wanting to sour the moment or just a general lack of air.
Eventually the guilmon's grip softened, though he still refused to let go of them. Might as well, Dio didn't really feel up for walking anyways at this point. He finally glanced back at the spadamon, giving him one more warm smile.
"I think that's good enough for today. What do you say Kitt? Ready to head home?"
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Post by Kitt on Feb 1, 2021 3:58:50 GMT
As Kitt’s furred face grew wet in tears, the Spadamon hugged Dio close, his body still shaking from what he just did to him. He opened his mouth for a few moments, wanting to further apologize to him, but he couldn’t let the words out. Despite being somewhat justified in his retaliation, he let his anger consume him, guide his actions, and by the time he came too, his new sensei was battered and in a sizable crater.
As his sobbing was reduced to sniffles, Kitt’s ears swivel in alertness as he heard the Impmon’s words. He peered his teary golden eyes at Dio. He was like him. He knew the feeling of being relentlessly harassed for no reason, at a time where friendship and family was needed the most. He didn’t have it and neither did Dio. To Kitt, it was like staring in a mirror. For the first time, he could relate to someone that has been through the same experience as him.
The Spadamon blinked surprisingly as Dio ruffled his hair, saying that he would still like to be his teacher if he wanted. Hearing his words of reassurance, seeing his genuine smile, Kitt would particularly melt against Dio, tightly hugging him as he buried his face into his chest, tears still streaming down his eyes.
“I forgive you, Lord Dio-sama.” Kitt said, still accepting the Impmon as his teacher.
Suddenly, Kitt felt he was being picked up, letting out a small “Magya?” as he and Dio found themselves being hugged by Gio. He didn’t even hear him approach them. The black lizard asked if this meant he was going to be like a brother to him, which made the Spadamon’s eyes widen. Before he could give a response, he felt a huge amount of weight pressing against him, almost knocking the wind out of him.
“The word you’re looking for is unofficial, Mister Gio,” he corrected, still catching his breath, then he began to muse. “An unofficial brother, huh… I don’t know what it's like to have brothers but...” But coming to appreciate the warmth and feeling of Gio’s hug, Kitt responded. “I’d...I’d love that, thank you.”
Once that was said, it was time to call it a day. And seeing as the Black Guilmon did not want to let them go, Kitt relaxed. He turned to Dio, wiping any tears from his eyes and giving him a big smile. “Yes, Lord Dio!”
Then a thought came up.
“O-oh! I don’t know how you guys got me, but let’s go back to Icy Fates Fortress before Eris finds out that I’m gone. She’s really overprotective of me, so I don’t want you guys getting into trouble if she finds us here…”
[End of thread]
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Spire
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Post by Spire on May 16, 2021 6:53:03 GMT
Thread graded.
Carlos gets 1500 bits for 25 posts! Kitt gets 1500 bits for 25 posts!
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