Thoughtless

by Kilimanjaren

Perry, or Rin Mori, is DigiDestined, hiding behind a wall she's built. A voice in her head drives her to the breaking point of what sanity she has left until she swears that she will eliminate it before it does the same to her.Before she is ripped apart.

1. Prologue

Okay, I've just started my Digimon Frontier book guided by Kimiko Heroux and Toshiku Yumari (my buddy and my sister) who also provided inspiration. This is also the first book I've posted up on Fanfiction. Feel free to critique, as I know Kimiko will pick it apart like she did the other day. Hope you like it!

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Prologue

I have never felt this way before. It's strange, as though something imbued with power decided to investigate my messed up head. However, I ignored the sensation and step back to see my masterpiece. I was bribed with twenty-two dollars to paint this old guy's garage. Not bad, I thought. Besides, I would have done the job without being paid.

Impressive, would you do as well for me?

…Absolute silence, other than a few house sparrows chirping. I glanced around me and ended up turning in a complete circle. Was this my imagination, or was I beginning to lose my mind?

It's time you come, Perry. Ophanimon will be calling you soon, and we shall be together. The voice is…not quite something I've heard before. Almost raspy, it had an air of monotony that made me want to listen very closely. Too closely.

Who are you?

He chuckled. Soon, Perry, so soon.

I touched my temple gingerly. When the strange power left, pain arched as a headache, and it would spark and fade. This sort of pain I had felt before, resulting from me being injured in a car accident. Not from some voice getting into my head. And who exactly is this Ophanimon he was mentioning?

My cell phone buzzed in my pocket, sending an uncomfortable feeling down my left leg. I took it out of my pocket and stared at the screen. Did cell phones always do this?

Do you want to begin?

Yes No

I only considered the answer briefly; maybe this would get rid of the voice in my head. I clicked yes, and the screen lit up with a different message.

Your destiny is calling.

Take the 5:45 outbound train.

If you say so, I thought. As long as destiny doesn't mean having some psycho in my head for the rest of my life, I'm good as gone. Hopefully destiny doesn't beat the tar out of me, either.