Author's Notes :: I'm finally back, and I'm a few days late with my anniversary fic! Yes, that's right. Three years have flown by so fast and I'm celebrating by finally getting up off my ass and writing about an idea that I got over a month ago. I really hope you enjoy it. In other news, my website is back up again! Visit my profile to go to it.
EDIT: I've fixed some spellings and stuff, as I reread and there were far too many.

Disclaimer :: I do not own digimon. I think that's fairly obvious. Let's get on with the show.

DARK LIGHT

In the distance, the sun can be seen setting over the digiworld sky. Only a few white wispy clouds remained, and the trees swayed gently in the warm breeze. A huge lake could be seen in the middle of a clearing with luscious trees around the outside of it.

Suddenly, the lake parted ways and a flight of stone steps became visible, leading down to an old-style Japanese house on the bed of the lake. A man was walking up the steps. In the distance, what sounded like a galloping horse could be heard.

"He's here," the man said. The source of the galloping noise was now within view, and it was clear that it was Centarumon, the protector of the Temple of the Digivice.

"Gennai, I'm glad you're here. I'm sure you're aware of the situation," Centarumon said. He stopped gracefully and his red eye focused down on Gennai.

"Yes, Centarumon, I have heard of the Domain of Darkness," Gennai simply said.

"What shall we do? Did you find any prophecy for it?" Centarumon asked. He was obviously agitated about something.

"Believe it or not... no. Not a thing," Gennai said with a frown. He glanced up at the huge centaur digimon.

"What?! This is impossible! what can we do?!" Centarumon shouted. He jumped up on his hind legs. Gennai flinched.

"Please Centarumon, calm down!" We will get this mess sorted out," Gennai pleaded. "Let's go through this from the start."

Centarumon brought himself together, "Right. Well what we know is that exactly one week and two days ago and area of land about one and a quarter miles north-west from here was taken over by some sort of strange dark force that shrouded an area about the size of half of File Island in a thick darkness. Several brave digimon have tried to break the barrier to get through, but have been... deleted going through. Digimon in the surrounding area have nicknamed the place the 'Domain of Darkness'. And we have not got any way of knowing what exactly is going on in there." The wind picked up a bit as he finished retelling the events of the past week.

"Quite the predicament," Gennai grinned.

"Gennai. You know this is no time to be having fun," Centarumon scolded.

"I know, I know, but I think I may have the answer," he said smirking.

"Well what?"

"You know the Temple of the Trinity, right?" Gennai asked.

"Well, I have heard rumours that it contains the artefacts of three digimon that have long since gone," Centarumon stated.

"Well, you're partly right. It's situated around these parts, and it's one of those places that 'decides' when it wants to show itself. The rest of the time it remains hidden to the naked eye. Well, guess what? It's 'decided' to become visible again. And right on the day that the Domain appeared."

"You think they're linked?" Centarumon asked the old man.

"I know for a fact that they're linked. Because I went to have a look myself. And I found that only one artefact remains in the temple," Gennai smiled.

"So is this the key to victory? What do we do with this artefact?" Centarumon asked again.

"I think this could be a job for the digidestined again."

The lingering barrier of the Domain of Darkness was clearly in view as the sun shone it's last light on the digital world that night. Gennai and Centarumon wondered what threat this new evil would bring and what action it would take against the good digimon of the world. Because they would need to get back up against whatever happened.

And fast.

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