This is my first story so be kind! I got the idea from the second book of the Wind Singer Trilogy.
Disclaimer: I don't own digimon or the Wind Singer Trilogy.
Summary: The whole city of Aramarne is captured by the Mastery and taken as slaves. Mimi Tachikawa gets left behind, separated from her best friend and family, she vows to get revenge on evil that grips the people of Aramarne.
Chapter 1
Mimi sighed with discontent as she looked down on her white robes; she hated them, the way the looked and what they represented. The city of Aramarne was a beautiful city, but status and wealth was everything. Aramarne had several districts, each for a different class.
Mimi stared out of the window as she looked at the inky black sky. The stars twinkled back mockingly. She let out a small sigh as she listened to the sound of laughter erupting from the street below. She looked down at the grand festival taking place. She smiled as she watched the people of Aramarne, all from different classes mixing for this one day of the year. The festival of Jinkara was a holiday where the people of Aramarne would forget their differences and enjoy each other's company. They danced and sang with each other knowing that tomorrow everything would go back to the way it was, back to the furious enmity between classes.
"Miss Tachikawa," said a soft voice.
Mimi jumped at the voice and turned around to face a servant dressed in gray.
"Your parents are expecting you," said the servant
"Thank you," said Mimi. She brushed pass the girl as she hurried down the long staircase. Her house was in the center of the city, the classiest district. The houses were large and spacious with large, beautiful gardens. Mimi's room was on the top floor so when she reached the living room she was panting and her face was flushed.
"Sweetie, why do you insist on running down the stairs, we could just get some one to carry you," came her mother's sharp voice. "You've become all sweaty!"
"No thank you mother." Said Mimi stiffly. Why should I cause unnecessary suffering when I can walk down by myself? Her mother had become accustomed to the great power she wielded in Aramarne. She was apart of the Grand Council of Aramarne and she could order almost anyone around. She gave her mother a light hug and then turned to her father. Her father was a tall man with powerful shoulders. He had worked very hard to gain his status. Mimi's father might have all the material goods in the world but he still unhappy. He wore a tired and weary look and always wore a frown on his face. He only smiles when he spoke to Mimi. When she turned to her father she gave him a dazzling smile, she knew how much he worked and how demanding his job is. He gave her a small smile in return. He paused for a minute and then enveloped her in a big hug.
"Mimi, you look so beautiful," he whispered into her ear. He held her at arms length to examine her. Mimi has long chestnut brown hair that reached her back. She had a porcelain complexion. Her cinnamon eyes twinkled and her heart-shaped mouth twitched into a small smile.
"Come on! We're getting late, the festival has already started!" whined Mimi's mother.
Mimi's beautiful smile turned into a frown as she heard her mother screech. She took both her parent's hand and led them out of their large mahogany door. Their house was white and so were all the other houses in the white district. She turned around to watch the gray-clad servants shut the door and prepare to get ready for the festival themselves. They strolled down the street to the colourful festival. There were lights everywhere and the blue and red firecrackers lit up the sky. There was food stands manned by people dressed in maroon. They fried sausages and the sound of sizzling was lifted up into the air. People passed around brightly coloured sweet that gleamed in the light. Children crowded around clowns and magicians performing tricks. Their cheering and yelling got added to the noise of the crowd.
The dance floor was crowded with people of every colour. It was a beautiful sight to see white dancing with orange, maroon with scarlet. Mimi scanned the city center and then stared at the huge white palace towering over the city center. Inside was the emperor of Aramarne. Nobody had ever seen the emperor and there was much debate about whether Aramarne actually had an emperor or not. Mimi walked towards the food stand, walking pass a group of teenage boys wearing maroon. They stared at her in awe. She scowled as their gaze landed on her. She hurried forward looking down. She hated it when people stared at her. She bumped into a boy wearing long orange robes. He was tall with blonde hair, something that was uncommon in Aramarne where the main hair colour was black and brown, and bright blue eyes. He was quite good-looking.
"Oops! Sorry about that," said the boy. "Hey, you're a white!" he exclaimed.
"You are an orange," Mimi said surveying him with distaste. Aramarne consisted of five districts. The white district consisted of the elite. They were rich and usually had high posts in the government. Then came the Scarlet district with its scarlet houses and its spacious houses with small gardens and crescent-shaped balconies. The orange district came next with its bright orange flats. They had small balconies with no gardens. There were only two bedrooms, one living-dining room and a small kitchen. The maroon district had smaller flats with no balconies. Then came the gray district on the outskirts of Aramarne with its rows and rows of ramshackle buildings. It was two families per flat and the conditions were harsh. Each class had to dress according to their district. Mimi hated this, the hatred between districts. She hated this city and dreamed of escaping, being free. She let out a longing sigh and turned away from the boy.
"Wait!" called the boy as he stuck out his
hand. " My name is Takeru Takaishi. As you can see I live in the
orange d
istrict. My father works as a librarian and my mum is a
seer."
Mimi blinked. A seer! This was almost unheard of in Aramarne. She smiled at the boy and took his hand. "My name is Mimi Tachikawa. Come, let's go get some food."
The two of them pushed their way through the crowd. Mimi was enjoying Takeru's company. When they reached a food stand she glanced at the person next to her. Could it be? The boy next to her had a bush of brown hair. He was tanned with chocolate-coloured eyes. He was tall and very muscular. He gave her a warm smile as a flash of recognition passed his face.
"Taichi!" screamed Mimi. "It's been such a long time! Where have you been?" she shrieked at her best friend. Taichi Yagami was also from the white district. He had to gone to a boarding school in the city because he had to be ready to inherit the grand Yagami fortune. The Tachikawas and the Yagamis are close friends and allies. They had lived next door to Mimi as long as she could remember. She hasn't seen Taichi in a long time. They kept in touch by writing letters but she missed the bond they shared.
"Hi Mimi," said Taichi with a huge grin, "How are you?" Just as he said that Taichi's little sister popped up behind him.
"Hikari!" screamed Mimi, she reached out and hugged the younger girl. Takeru just stared at Hikari. Mimi glanced at him and a knowing smile appeared on her face.
"Taichi, Hikari this is my new friend Takeru," said Mimi "Takeru this is my best friend Taichi and his little sister Hikari." Taichi gave Takeru an odd look but Hikari gave Takeru a warm smile. She took Takeru by the arm and started chatting with him. Takeru just stared at her with an embarrassed grin. Hikari was shorter than Mimi with shoulder length brown hair. She had the same eyes as Taichi with a cute button nose. She was caring, compassionate and a good listener.
Mimi turned to Taichi and gave him a big hug. When she let go she saw that Taichi wore a small frown on his face. He was staring at Takeru and Hikari. Uh-oh Taichi's over protectiveness is kicking in. Taichi loved his sister a lot and was very over protective of her. Taichi turned to Mimi.
"Why did you make friends with Takeru? You will have to forget about him tomorrow. I know you don't believe in classes but…" said Taichi.
"Don't worry," said Mimi calmly
"Mimi…" he mumbled
"Hush," she whispered, "come on, we have a lot to catch up on. Lets leave these two alone." She gestured to Hikari and Takeru. She took Taichi by the hand and dragged him away. He gave his sister and Takeru one last look and then followed her willingly. They walked along the streets of Aramarne; Mimi took in the smells, sights and sounds. She had a content feeling as the both of them watched the magical festival. They climbed up to the balcony of Taichi's house. The moon was high in the sky and it cast a mystical light on the crowd. Mimi glanced at the white walls in the distance that surrounded the city of Aramarne.
"Someday I am going to escape from the city and explore the whole world. There is so much to see and I am trapped in this horrid city." She whispered to Taichi.
Taichi gave her a small smile and she smiled back. "I wonder how Koushiro did it," he said.
"How do you think he is doing now?" Mimi asked staring longingly at the walls. Koushiro, Mimi and Taichi were the best of friends. Koushiro always talked about running away. When his parents died, he seized this as an opportunity to get away. Mimi remembered the last thing he said to her before he left. "I will come back for you someday," but he never did.
"I'm sure he is fine wherever he is," said Taichi.
The both of them just stood there staring into the distant, enjoying each other's company. It is a beautiful night and I have just got reunited with my best friend, what could go wrong? Mimi didn't know how wrong she was
A short distance away from the walls of Aramarne stood a small camp. The harsh winds blew at the campfires causing the men to grunt in discomfort. On the top of a small hill in the middle of the dry planes that stretched as far as the eye could see stood a man on a horse. He surveyed the camp. This is good; everything is going according to plan. A month of careful planning has finally paid off. During the festival of Jinkara everyone will be too distracted to suspect and attack of any kind. The mastery would be stronger than ever with thousands of slaves to serve them.
The man looked up as he heard soft footsteps. A tall, muscular man with spiky maroon hair approached the man
"Sir, we are ready to attack," said the maroon-haired man
"Good. Thank you Daisuke," said the man as he turned away. Daisuke bowed and walked back down the hill. The man smiled evilly and he turned his gaze back to the camp. A falcon glided towards the man and landed on his shoulder. He looked at the city of Aramarne. He could hear the distant sound oh merry-making as the bright firecrackers exploded over the city.
"It is time," he whispered as his azure-blue eyes narrowed at the city of Aramarne.
Ok this is it. Do you think i should continue. Please review! (puppy dog eyes)
