DW: Ok, I have no idea what is wrong with me. For some reason I have started writing all these angsty fics.
Irie(my muse): Your fics aren't all angsty! What about the Yu-Gi-Oh one?
DW: Well that isn't, but I have written one angsty fic for Digimon already and at least one of my Harry Potter fics is going to have a bad ending...
Irie: Mmhmm...that's nice. But is this story going to have chapters?
DW: Yep! This is my first Digimon fic with chapters! Oh, and I am totally Taiora, so if you are against Taiora to the point that it makes you sick to even think about it then leave now. Alright, quick summary because it won't all fit in the summary thing:
~* Sora's life has been going downhill for the past two months. She left one home full of pain only to come to another. While going through all this pain, Sora begins to doubt the power and truth behind her crest. This makes it all the easier for darkness to seep into her soul. Both the digital world and the real world are in danger again, but will the digidestines be able to save it from their most dangerous enemy yet...one of them.*~
Irie: *re-reads summary* Holy crow, something seriously is wrong with you! You never write stuff like this! Do you feel sick? Do you have a fever? Are you possessed?
DW: Stop that! Ok, time for ages.
Sora, Tai, Matt-17
Izzy, Mimi-16
Joe-18
Kari, TK-13
Irie: That wasn't everyone.
DW: I don't care about the others, if I need them, I'll put them in later with their ages. Now on with the story!
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Sora sighed and tried to shut out the fight that had erupted in the kitchen. Ever since she had come to live with her aunt and uncle, all they had done was fight. Sora could never remember them fighting so much when she was younger. Every time her parents had brought her to visit them, they had always seemed so happy. Thinking about her parents brought a familiar pang of pain and sadness. It had only been over a month since she had lost both of her parents in a horrible car accident. She remembered that evening as if it were yesterday...
**Sora was sitting on the couch in her living room watching a movie which was punctuated every so often by a crash of thunder from outside. She looked outside and was surprised to see that it had begun to rain even harder than before. The rain drops were hitting the window so forcefully that they reminded Sora of a drummer she had heard once at a funeral. She continued to listen to the monotonous sound of the rain drumming against the window and watched the two characters on the television screen get into their car for a trip to the beach. The movie continued on the screen and Sora watched black clouds begin to gather in the sky above the couple as they made their way to the beach. The sudden storm in the movie perfectly mirrored the way the storm had begun outside her own house. No one had expected the storm and some people on the radio were saying that it was a bad omen. Sora shivered at the resemblance between the real world and the movie; she was about to turn it off when the phone rang. Sora got up and went to the phone behind the couch.
"Hello, Takenouchi(sp?) residence."
"Is this Sora Takenouchi?"
Sora paused before answering, for some reason the person on the phone was scaring her. On the television screen, the rain was getting worse.
"Hello?" came the person's voice again.
"Yes, this is Sora Takenouchi."
"Sora, my name is Officer Malone, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
The driver on the screen was beginning to loose control of the car. "What type of news?"
"Sora, I am so sorry to tell you this, but your parents were in a horrible car accident."
The car on the screen lost complete control and swerved off the road and over a cliff. Sora stood there, completely numb, watching the car go over the cliff and picturing it as her parents' car. She then asked the question that she knew the answer to. "Are they alright?"
"I'm so sorry, they were pronounced dead not long ago by the paramedics."
Sora stood there, rain beating harder than ever against the window and watching the flashing lights on the television screen. The officer continued to talk, but Sora heard none of what he was saying...**
The sound of breaking glass downstairs followed the a door slamming snapped Sora out of her thoughts. Sighing again, she pushed herself away from her desk deciding that her homework could wait. Quietly she made her way through the hall towards the stairs. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car engine being started and a car driving away much more quickly than it should. Worried and curious, she continued downstairs quickly and found her uncle sitting in a chair, staring at the wall.
"Uncle Andrew?" she asked quietly. He just continue to stare at the wall as if she hadn't said a word. She tried again slightly more loudly.
"Uncle Andrew? Are you alright?" Again, there was no reaction from the man in the chair.
"Uncle And..."
"I heard you already! I'm not deaf you know!" he snapped. Sora was surprised by the cruelty in his tone and guessed that he wasn't entirely sober.
"Uncle Andrew," she said carefully, "where is Aunt Rose?"
"She left," he spat, getting up from his chair and glaring at Sora. "She's gone. She just packed up and left me. And I say good riddance. What did that woman do other than eat the food I put on the table? What did she do other than use the things I bought with my money? What was she ever good for other than se..."
"You don't mean that!" Sora interrupted, frightened by the things he was saying about his wife, "You're just upset, you don't mean all the things you said."
"What do you know, woman? I should have know you wouldn't understand, you're just like her." Her uncle began to approach her and Sora had to fight the overwhelming urge to turn and run away.
"Please Uncle Andrew..."
"Be quiet!" he roared angrily, "What do you do for me? Nothing! All you do is take up space my house and in my life! It's your fault that my wife left me. If you hadn't come into our lives like this, we would have been fine. If your idiot parents hadn't gotten themselves killed, we would have been fine."
Sora was so stung by the cruel words he had said about her parents that she stood there, shocked, as he continued to approach. He was so close now that she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Things are going to change around here," he said, grinning crookedly, "Oh yes Sora, things are going to change." And with that, he slapped Sora across the face. Sora had not been prepared for the blow and staggered sideways from the force of it. She stared at her uncle in shock and pain, willing herself not to cry.
"You will go to your room now Sora," he began, "and tomorrow, before you go to school you will make breakfast for me. When you come home from school you will make dinner for me. Since you lost me my woman, you will have to take her place. You will clean, you will cook and you will serve. Is that understood?"
Sora could only nod at him and begin to go to her room.
"Oh and Sora," he said menacingly, "if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you." (DW: I know that was a tad melodramatic, but remember he's drunk)
Sora just continued up the stairs and into her bedroom. She sat there on her bed, too shocked and numb to cry or think and it wasn't until the moon had begun to set and the stars fade that she finally fell asleep.
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DW: Short yes, but it was basically an introduction. Next time I will talk about how this is affecting her and stuff. And I will also bring her friends into it.
Irie: *re-reading it* What is the matter with you? You are seriously sick! You NEVER EVER write like this. That's it, I'm calling the doctor.
DW: Stop that! And Taiora will be brought into it later on. Please r/r if you have any questions, comments, queries. Heck, flame me if your heart so desires. Please review!
Irie: Yeah, please review.
Irie(my muse): Your fics aren't all angsty! What about the Yu-Gi-Oh one?
DW: Well that isn't, but I have written one angsty fic for Digimon already and at least one of my Harry Potter fics is going to have a bad ending...
Irie: Mmhmm...that's nice. But is this story going to have chapters?
DW: Yep! This is my first Digimon fic with chapters! Oh, and I am totally Taiora, so if you are against Taiora to the point that it makes you sick to even think about it then leave now. Alright, quick summary because it won't all fit in the summary thing:
~* Sora's life has been going downhill for the past two months. She left one home full of pain only to come to another. While going through all this pain, Sora begins to doubt the power and truth behind her crest. This makes it all the easier for darkness to seep into her soul. Both the digital world and the real world are in danger again, but will the digidestines be able to save it from their most dangerous enemy yet...one of them.*~
Irie: *re-reads summary* Holy crow, something seriously is wrong with you! You never write stuff like this! Do you feel sick? Do you have a fever? Are you possessed?
DW: Stop that! Ok, time for ages.
Sora, Tai, Matt-17
Izzy, Mimi-16
Joe-18
Kari, TK-13
Irie: That wasn't everyone.
DW: I don't care about the others, if I need them, I'll put them in later with their ages. Now on with the story!
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Sora sighed and tried to shut out the fight that had erupted in the kitchen. Ever since she had come to live with her aunt and uncle, all they had done was fight. Sora could never remember them fighting so much when she was younger. Every time her parents had brought her to visit them, they had always seemed so happy. Thinking about her parents brought a familiar pang of pain and sadness. It had only been over a month since she had lost both of her parents in a horrible car accident. She remembered that evening as if it were yesterday...
**Sora was sitting on the couch in her living room watching a movie which was punctuated every so often by a crash of thunder from outside. She looked outside and was surprised to see that it had begun to rain even harder than before. The rain drops were hitting the window so forcefully that they reminded Sora of a drummer she had heard once at a funeral. She continued to listen to the monotonous sound of the rain drumming against the window and watched the two characters on the television screen get into their car for a trip to the beach. The movie continued on the screen and Sora watched black clouds begin to gather in the sky above the couple as they made their way to the beach. The sudden storm in the movie perfectly mirrored the way the storm had begun outside her own house. No one had expected the storm and some people on the radio were saying that it was a bad omen. Sora shivered at the resemblance between the real world and the movie; she was about to turn it off when the phone rang. Sora got up and went to the phone behind the couch.
"Hello, Takenouchi(sp?) residence."
"Is this Sora Takenouchi?"
Sora paused before answering, for some reason the person on the phone was scaring her. On the television screen, the rain was getting worse.
"Hello?" came the person's voice again.
"Yes, this is Sora Takenouchi."
"Sora, my name is Officer Malone, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
The driver on the screen was beginning to loose control of the car. "What type of news?"
"Sora, I am so sorry to tell you this, but your parents were in a horrible car accident."
The car on the screen lost complete control and swerved off the road and over a cliff. Sora stood there, completely numb, watching the car go over the cliff and picturing it as her parents' car. She then asked the question that she knew the answer to. "Are they alright?"
"I'm so sorry, they were pronounced dead not long ago by the paramedics."
Sora stood there, rain beating harder than ever against the window and watching the flashing lights on the television screen. The officer continued to talk, but Sora heard none of what he was saying...**
The sound of breaking glass downstairs followed the a door slamming snapped Sora out of her thoughts. Sighing again, she pushed herself away from her desk deciding that her homework could wait. Quietly she made her way through the hall towards the stairs. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car engine being started and a car driving away much more quickly than it should. Worried and curious, she continued downstairs quickly and found her uncle sitting in a chair, staring at the wall.
"Uncle Andrew?" she asked quietly. He just continue to stare at the wall as if she hadn't said a word. She tried again slightly more loudly.
"Uncle Andrew? Are you alright?" Again, there was no reaction from the man in the chair.
"Uncle And..."
"I heard you already! I'm not deaf you know!" he snapped. Sora was surprised by the cruelty in his tone and guessed that he wasn't entirely sober.
"Uncle Andrew," she said carefully, "where is Aunt Rose?"
"She left," he spat, getting up from his chair and glaring at Sora. "She's gone. She just packed up and left me. And I say good riddance. What did that woman do other than eat the food I put on the table? What did she do other than use the things I bought with my money? What was she ever good for other than se..."
"You don't mean that!" Sora interrupted, frightened by the things he was saying about his wife, "You're just upset, you don't mean all the things you said."
"What do you know, woman? I should have know you wouldn't understand, you're just like her." Her uncle began to approach her and Sora had to fight the overwhelming urge to turn and run away.
"Please Uncle Andrew..."
"Be quiet!" he roared angrily, "What do you do for me? Nothing! All you do is take up space my house and in my life! It's your fault that my wife left me. If you hadn't come into our lives like this, we would have been fine. If your idiot parents hadn't gotten themselves killed, we would have been fine."
Sora was so stung by the cruel words he had said about her parents that she stood there, shocked, as he continued to approach. He was so close now that she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Things are going to change around here," he said, grinning crookedly, "Oh yes Sora, things are going to change." And with that, he slapped Sora across the face. Sora had not been prepared for the blow and staggered sideways from the force of it. She stared at her uncle in shock and pain, willing herself not to cry.
"You will go to your room now Sora," he began, "and tomorrow, before you go to school you will make breakfast for me. When you come home from school you will make dinner for me. Since you lost me my woman, you will have to take her place. You will clean, you will cook and you will serve. Is that understood?"
Sora could only nod at him and begin to go to her room.
"Oh and Sora," he said menacingly, "if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you." (DW: I know that was a tad melodramatic, but remember he's drunk)
Sora just continued up the stairs and into her bedroom. She sat there on her bed, too shocked and numb to cry or think and it wasn't until the moon had begun to set and the stars fade that she finally fell asleep.
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DW: Short yes, but it was basically an introduction. Next time I will talk about how this is affecting her and stuff. And I will also bring her friends into it.
Irie: *re-reading it* What is the matter with you? You are seriously sick! You NEVER EVER write like this. That's it, I'm calling the doctor.
DW: Stop that! And Taiora will be brought into it later on. Please r/r if you have any questions, comments, queries. Heck, flame me if your heart so desires. Please review!
Irie: Yeah, please review.