Hi there! Well, this is my attempt to write Digimon FanFiction. I hope you like it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own digimon characters. The only elements of my property are Original Characters and plot.
Prologue
The smell of fear…the sound of desperation.
The land laid destroyed. The digital world was no longer exuberant and beautiful.
The forest were burnt, the cities turned to dust. All that was left was the shadow of what was a beautiful land once.
A girl wearing a long white cloak run through the scorched fields. She was being chased by a pack of blackened Boarmon. She was running fast, but the boarmon were too fast,
She reached the end of the path: a cliff and dead end. The girl turned to face her pursuers and clenched her fists.
How had it come to this? She had no idea if her comrades were alive, the darkness was was harder to contain than what she'd expected, but she couldn't give up. There were still people that depended of her.
"There's no scape…." A soft voice whispered with coldness." You're partner is not here…you don't stand a chance."
The girl stared at the owner of the voice. It was another girl with a black cloak and a mask the hid her expression. She walked between the Boarmon calmly and looked straight at the one standing at the edge of the cliff.
"You can't run away now. You could give up and die here…it'd be easier than trying fight back. Perhaps, I'll be kind enough to make it quick. "
"As if I'd give up …" she replied stepping back a little.
"Is there another way?" the black cloaked asked with amusement in her voice "I don't see anything that could help you know.
"Sometimes, you don't need to see a way for it to exist. "the girl replied simply " It's a matter of…believing it exists"
The girl looked at the other sadly and without further words she jumped off the cliff as a blinding light began spreading from her chest and enveloping her body as she fell into an abyss of darkness.