I do not own Digimon nor do I think I ever will.

I woke I was in a hospital bed surrounded by curtains. I felt nothing only lay there waiting. I waited for what felt like hours before someone came. It was a woman roughly early twenties. She opened the curtains and I stared at her. She had blue eyes. Her head had long brown hair cascading to what looked like her mid back. She had on a gold blouse paired with a long gold skirt. She was grown in build. She was a pretty attractive female with a highly noticeable figure.

"You're… alive?" she muttered as she saw my eyes looking at her. "You were dead…"

My eyes widened as I heard her. I wasn't dead. Was I? It couldn't be true. Could it? I looked at the girl with much greater intent.

I raised my left arm out of the sheets and reached for her. I asked one simple question that was easily heard but not so easily answered. "Who am I?" she screamed instead of replying. I stretched up to her and asked again. "Who am I?"

She never answered as she ran stumbling away letting the curtains fall back into their place. I slowly got up and pushed the curtains out of my way. I walked with a weak force limping as I went. I looked at my surroundings I couldn't see her in the room but there was a door across the room that was open only a little bit but was swaying slightly. I could easily put that into that's the way she went.

I took a moment to check on what my current outfit consisted of. Actually it didn't take long at all. It was actually quite a short moment for all I had on was a thin medical robe meant for nothing more than common decency.

I slowly was able to get the door open and limp out and into a hall. It was almost full at one end for the woman from earlier had ran down and was now huddled in the corner at the end. Thankfully the people who had came to check on what happened where not too great in numbers so I could easily hear her even from where I was.

"He was dead, lifeless, a second ago. I looked away and there he was alive." I heard her say. "He asked me who he was. Who he was of all things."

I decided to try my luck and walk through the small crowd. I slowly was able to get some to move out of the way as I slowly made it to the woman. When I finally made it to her I asked once more. "Who am I?"

Yet again she replied with a scream. And soon many of the people that surrounded her had a look of realization. Many people cautiously backed away if they could. I was confused of the behavior that they were showing. I could see one get out their cell phone and dial a number as they walked away.

I decided not to stay any longer so I stood up and began to walk down to the other side of the hall. No one got in my way and most tried to avoid me as I traveled the distance. I pushed the door open like I did the last. Slowly and clumsily as my limp did not aid me.

I made it into what I believe was the front waiting room for the hospital. Everyone in it had already either ran or hid from me by the time I got there. I was beginning to wonder even more why these people were afraid of me. I began to think that they were just afraid of me because I was unordinary. I gave up on the task of figuring out why and decided to move on.

I limped across the room and pushed the front doors open with much effort. I was met with the large onslaught of noise from in front of me. Lined up in front of the hospital was a line of dozens of policemen all pointing their guns at me. I held my hands up but not in time as soon hundreds of bullets were heading towards my body.

I felt each one enter my body one after the other. I soon lost my sense of sight as bullets shot out my eyes. I could still feel it all after what should have been death shots. I felt it all too much. I felt every drop of blood pour out of my body. Every bullet pass through my flesh. All created unsensible amounts of pain.

After what felt like an eternity they finally stopped. I crumpled under the weight of my own body into the puddle of my own blood. My body had been reduced to nothing more than strips from what I could feel. I was still alive somehow as I could feel no end while any normal human would have died by now.

I found an answer as I was lifted from the ground. Not by any sort of physical object but by a… force. I felt my pain start to die as this force tightened its hold on me. I felt instead strength as my body reformed itself anew. I felt wings of great size grow from my back. I felt something metallic form around my face as the transformation was starting to end. My hands reformed as claws each with three talons. I felt no cloths form but with the lack of reformation I felt no need for them. It finished with a wave of knowledge fill my head as new abilities made themselves known to me.

I floated slowly down just slightly when it was done landing my new feet on the ground. I felt a sensible anger flow through my body. I ran forward traveling in mere moments I got to the closest man as fast as I could. I dug my claws into his body without the slightest hesitation feeling the soft flesh give way to my strength. I grabbed his heart careful not to crush it. I pulled it out slowly causing as much pain as I could. I held it in front of his face. I could see that he was still alive from the fear in his eyes.

I didn't kill him and stop his pain there. I just set the heart back down on his head. I watched as he blead out. A painful death to one who caused me such pain. I saw it as only fitting.

I turned my eyes to the other police men as I chose my next target. I felt a blade form in my right hand as I decided that I shall let them at least die swiftly. One suffering is enough as I saw this act as only justice. They tried to kill me with no though so I will kill them without it too. I stood and looked at the fear in each of their eyes.

I acted quickly simply cutting their heads off as I made my way around ending all their lives quickly. It took me shortly to kill them all. I felt no pity for them. Nor did I feel any vengeance towards them. I only felt justice.

I heard the many shifting forms of a crowd that had gathered around the site staying a distance away from me. I also heard the noise of a copter that even without looking I could tell was a news copter. I looked into my small amount of existing knowledge for a plan of action. It took me a mere moment to decide.

I raised my left hand. I was not raising it in attack though. A disc formed in front of the hand. It glowed of silver light and was covered in strange runes. Out from it burst a wolf the size of a horse.

The wolf instantly ran to the crowd. I heard the screams of the observers drown out all else. I used this distraction to my advantage as I silently snuck away jumping from roof to roof.

"Who am I?" I still asked myself as I hid away. Why had they shot me? Had I done something bad beforehand to leave me in this position? Both good questions but what still bugged me was why did she say that I was dead?

I'm very proud of this first chapter but I hope to make later chapters much longer and please if you can I would like you to write a review so that a man correct anything you find and if you want to you suggest a oc do not be afraid to pm me.