Disclaimer: I do not own digimon. Toei, Saban, Fox, and erm other people do. I do not even really own this story line, I just explain what I think happened in one part of the show.
Author's Notes: Anything in italics is what Gatomon is saying. This is a short story so I hope you like it!
Myotismon
"Oh please tell me your story, young one," a Jijimon said.
"Yes, I will… even though it hurts me… It all began like this…" Gatomon said.
I was just hatched from a digiegg. I was waiting for someone. It seemed odd that it was only me there, for some reason I know there were other eggs with me at one point. It was very frightening, but I knew this person would some day come to me.
It was spring when I first was hatched. As a Nyaromon, I stood there, sitting, waiting for someone. Waiting. The flowers were just blooming; I saw many digi-roses and digi-lilacs where I was. It was beautiful, I felt like nothing could go wrong.
Then the flowers started to die. Just die. I thought by the time summer came I would have found who I was waiting for. I did not find it yet. The heat then came. The warm sun beat down on my unprotected body. I couldn't move much yet; I could just walk around a little. So still I waited, and longed that I would find the person I was waiting for. I felt lost. It was nearing the hottest months and I still hadn't found whom I was waiting for. I began to worry. Worry.
Then the leaves started to change color. The fell. I felt the dying grass underneath me. Leaves blanketed the ground. I could hear the soft crunching of leaves whenever I walked, every time I heard that crunching it seemed like my hope went down one notch. Yet, I still sat there waiting, sitting, lying there, and hoping that some day I would find whom I was waiting for.
Then it started to become immensely cold. I could smell winter in the air. The crisp sweet smell. I could see the snow slowly covering the blanket of leaves. It turned into a winter wonderland, and still I waited. I started getting sicker and weaker, but still I did not lose all my hope. I was waiting, hoping that I would find whom I was waiting for. I could feel the soft, cold snow under me. The sound of the harsh wind beating against trees could be easily heard.
Then the snow started to melt. That must've meant it had been a full year. I felt strange and then I changed into Salamon. As a Salamon I could now travel. I walked from city to city, trying to find this person. I no longer had to wait. I wandered around the digi-world, searching as far as I could. I questioned passing digimon. I didn't know who I was looking for or why I was looking for him or her. I only knew that I was destined to meet with him or her.
Then I started to become weak, drained of energy. A swarm of Pagumon attacked me. They left me, stranded, on the street. I was too weak to move. Then I fell asleep. I was too tired to keep my eyes open.
When I awoke I saw another digimon next to me. It was a Wizardmon. I thanked him then asked him why he did this and what he wanted. He said… "Nothing." I couldn't understand this concept, of not wanting anything. He told me it was something called, kindness. I was confused and thankful. Then I left again.
I was now more determined then ever to find whoever I was looking for. I kept searching, running, wandering to find this person. Searching. Searching. Searching. I searched for many months and still I had found no site of whoever I was looking for.
Then I digivolved to Gatomon. I now could search farther, faster, and more efficiently. I ran from place to place. Still no sign of whoever I was looking for. Then I ran to a city, a city you are familiar with. This city. And I met you.
"Your story is heartfelt, I know you will find him or her," the wise Jijimon said.
"I hope…" Gatomon said as she ran off. She ran and ran until she was in a forest. Then she slowed down to catch her breath. Before her she saw a dark creature.
The End