*Authors Note; I do not own or have anything to do with "Digimon" except this fanfic.*
Let's imagine that there was a young woman named Sora Takenouchi who lives alone with her single mother in an apartement. It's late in the night with a thunderous storm happening outside with rain pourring down onto the ground. The raindrops big as lemons or limes, with thunder crashing breaking the darkness of the night in the gloomy sky. In the light of the thunder, Sora in her bed wonders, thinks, ponders, awake. The devil's night has come to collect an innocent soul in this storm, she thought to herself. He comes for me, murder, pain, fear, what shall he make me cause this night like every other night? She kept on thinking. Soon afterwards, the devil rose from his underground tomb burning with fire and took Sora's soul and merged with it. Sora had turned evil for this night, only this night. Sora rose up from her bed and stood. She walked to the kitchen and went for the utility draw beside the sink. She had grabbed an exacto knife that her mother uses to make crafts with. With the exacto knife in her hand she went for the fridge and freezer. She grabbed a bag of frozen vegtables and took the bag to the other side of the counter and cut the bag fully open at the top and empted the bag and placed the vegies in the garbage. She slowly walked to her mother's room, quietly not to make a sound with the knife in one hand and the frozen bag in another. She then kneeled down beside her mother and the side of her bed. She looked at her mother so peacefully and smiled. She grabbed her mother's left arm and looked a while at her wrist, she set the bag underneath her mother's wrist and held it between her legs and took the exacto knife into her hand and held her mother's wrist in her other hand. She mesured in her mind the length of her mothers wrist. Then Sora placed the exacto knife at her mother's wrist and forced it to cut into the skin of her mothers wrist. Slowly, Sora cut across the blood vein in her mother's left wrist. when the cut was done and cut, she placed the knife on her mother's desk. Then Sora took her mother's wrist and pushed on the skin before the cut and drained her mother's blood into the frozen vegtable bag. Soon all her mother's blood was drained from her body, Sora got an elastic and closed the bag with her mother's blood in it. Sora got up and took the knife and the bag and walked out of her mother's room where she laid, dead, pale and white, looking as if she hadn't eaten for 2 months or so. Sora then returned to her mother's side with a needle and thread and stiched the clean cut together again. When Sora had finished she looked at her mother again and then her wrist making sure that you couldn't see the cut or the thread used for stiching the cut back together again and left.
by: Sachiel
Let's imagine that there was a young woman named Sora Takenouchi who lives alone with her single mother in an apartement. It's late in the night with a thunderous storm happening outside with rain pourring down onto the ground. The raindrops big as lemons or limes, with thunder crashing breaking the darkness of the night in the gloomy sky. In the light of the thunder, Sora in her bed wonders, thinks, ponders, awake. The devil's night has come to collect an innocent soul in this storm, she thought to herself. He comes for me, murder, pain, fear, what shall he make me cause this night like every other night? She kept on thinking. Soon afterwards, the devil rose from his underground tomb burning with fire and took Sora's soul and merged with it. Sora had turned evil for this night, only this night. Sora rose up from her bed and stood. She walked to the kitchen and went for the utility draw beside the sink. She had grabbed an exacto knife that her mother uses to make crafts with. With the exacto knife in her hand she went for the fridge and freezer. She grabbed a bag of frozen vegtables and took the bag to the other side of the counter and cut the bag fully open at the top and empted the bag and placed the vegies in the garbage. She slowly walked to her mother's room, quietly not to make a sound with the knife in one hand and the frozen bag in another. She then kneeled down beside her mother and the side of her bed. She looked at her mother so peacefully and smiled. She grabbed her mother's left arm and looked a while at her wrist, she set the bag underneath her mother's wrist and held it between her legs and took the exacto knife into her hand and held her mother's wrist in her other hand. She mesured in her mind the length of her mothers wrist. Then Sora placed the exacto knife at her mother's wrist and forced it to cut into the skin of her mothers wrist. Slowly, Sora cut across the blood vein in her mother's left wrist. when the cut was done and cut, she placed the knife on her mother's desk. Then Sora took her mother's wrist and pushed on the skin before the cut and drained her mother's blood into the frozen vegtable bag. Soon all her mother's blood was drained from her body, Sora got an elastic and closed the bag with her mother's blood in it. Sora got up and took the knife and the bag and walked out of her mother's room where she laid, dead, pale and white, looking as if she hadn't eaten for 2 months or so. Sora then returned to her mother's side with a needle and thread and stiched the clean cut together again. When Sora had finished she looked at her mother again and then her wrist making sure that you couldn't see the cut or the thread used for stiching the cut back together again and left.
by: Sachiel