There's a story about the chosen children, that story about seven children who went to a summer camp, but ended up at some weird alternative world.
There's a story about fantastic creatures who protected this kids above their own security.
There's a story that we all know, a story that defined our childhood, a story that we'll never forget…
But a story it's just a story, and sometimes living in the real world is harder than the digital one.
This is a story about this children and their digimon, but this time, everything is going to be diferent.
Twelve year old Jou Kido was studying like every afternoon. He read, and he wrote, and he repeated again and again all of the concepts he had to memorize. But he still couldn't concentrate, because he was too scared to do it. His mother was at a meeting with his teacher, and he was probably going to ask about his grades.
He knew he was horrible at every subject, even the easiest ones. It didn't matter how hard he studied, he never got the grades he wanted.
His older brothers were really successful, they used to have incredible grades. His parents expected the same from him, but Jou just couldn't do it. He studied all the time so he could get the grades his parents wanted for him to get, but it was simply impossible.
And there he was, waiting for his mother to come back home, too look at him angrily and scream at him the idiot he was.
He didn't need anyone to yell at him to know it.
Jou needed to calm down, so he went to the kitchen and drink some milk. But as he served himself, the door opened.
"JOU!" yelled a violent voice "JOU! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
He got paralyzed. His legs didn't answer to him and he felt his tears threatening to scape.
"Could you explain this to me, Jou!?" asked angrily his mother as she showed to his son a list with all of his grades "They're even lower than the last time!"
"I'm sorry dad." Apologized Jou "I'll study harder! I promise!"
"JUST SHUT UP!" she yelled "You've said that so many times before, I'M TIRED OF THIS!"
He began to cry, as he asked himself why he couldn't be good at just one thing.
"You're shaming my family, Jou." she whispered as she got closer to her son "Get out of this house."
That got him by surprise. He couldn't say anything, and he couldn't move. He couldn't do anything.
"What?" he asked confused and scared.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" she yelled once more "I don't want you to be my son anymore. GET YOUR CLOTHES AND GET OUT!"
He took a step back, worried about his father words.
"A-Are you serious?"
"Do I look like kidding?!" she threatened.
"But mom…"
"DID YOU HEAR ME?!"
Jou turned around in attempt of hiding his tears, he never thought he could reach that point. He obeyed his mother and went to his room, grabbing some clothes as numerous tears rolled down his face.
As he went back to the front door he dedicated a last look to his mother, waiting for him to show some misericord. But his mother looked at him decided, there wasn't anything he could do.
He crossed the door silently, as he tried hard to cover his sobs.
Koushiro Izumi hated his family with his life, especially because they weren't his family.
His mother died in a car crash, or that's what they wanted to call it. His mother committed suicide, and not because of any reason: her husband was cheating on him, with her own cousin. Now Koushiro was obliged to live with the ones who had killed his mother and to smile everyday as if it was perfectly fine, as if he thought everything was just an accident.
But he was smarter than they thought of him, he knew everything about his mother, and he knew everything about what happened. He investigated about it.
But he didn't know what was going to happen that day.
He was at his room, in his computer, when his step mother knocked his door.
"Koushiro? Could you come down for a moment?" she asked "We want to say something to you."
Koushiro hated that woman, and he wanted to scream her back how much he hated her and tell her how cynical she was…
"Okay." was everything he said.
He obeyed his step mother and got to the first floor, wondering what might have happened.
Maybe they want to tell me the truth… he thought.
He sat in front of his 'parents' as they looked at each other happily. He just hated them, he hated the glittering in their eyes and the way they smile to each other.
"You wanna tell him, dear?" asked his step mother.
"Of course." He answered apparting his eyes from her to look at his son "We're going to have a baby, Koushiro."
He got shocked.
"You're going to have a brother."
He stood there, paralyzed, as his hate against them grew even stronger. He pictured his mother's car crushing against a truck, his mother's dead body flying throw the air. He looked as his parents looking happily at each other and he pictured himself hugging the baby of those who killed his mother, calling him brother.
I can't stand this anymore, I cannot live like this.
"Good for you guys." he answered coldly as he got up "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going back to my room."
"But, aren't you happy about it?" asked his step mother.
"Yes," he lied " I am, but I want to be alone right now."
Koushiro didn't look back to appreciate their confusion face. He just went upstairs to get everything planned.
He picked his laptop and some clothes, all of his savings and graved it in a pack.
He waited until the late night arrive to make his next move. He slowly slinked downstairs and opened the door.
"Goodbye murderers," murmured Koushiro as he crossed the door "do not dare to tell your son I was his brother."
"Um…" murmured Mimi as she tried to remember which one of all of the times she sang "I guess?"
"Well, a music academy director was there and recognized your unusual talent! He said you could get a scholarship very easily. Isn't that fantastic?"
"Yeah, I guess it is."
"Yeah, so I already made all of the arrangements. We just have to take you there for the audition and then… just grab your stuff."
"Great mom." She answered despondent.
"The only problem is…" her mother began to say as she approached her daughter "I'll miss you so much when you are interned there."
And with that last line Mimi got shocked.
"Wait, interned?!" she asked madly "Is that a boarding school?!"
"Of course! Isn't that great?"
"But, mom… I'm too isolated even at my own house, It'll be even worse at an academy!"
"Oh, come on Mimi, it'll be so much fun for you!"
"But… but…"
"No more words Mimi! You're going there and there's nothing left to say about it!" she exclaimed as she got out from Mimi's room.
Mimi growled angrily, she was tired of everything. She didn't even like music that much! She didn't want to be a star, she just wanted to be a kid.
And suddenly she got an idea. If her mother didn't supported her, she had to do things by her own.
Mimi took one of her favourite old dresses, the hat her mother never let her use and some jewelry.
"I'm sorry, mom," she said as she went to the door "But it's time for me to fly."
And she crossed the door.
"Eleven year old, Yamato Ishida." Said a cop as he approached other of his work mates "I'll take him to his mother's funeral."
The other one agreed and led him to the child's cell.
"Ishida Yamato," said the official "you have a temporary permission to get out of the juvenile prison due the circumstances"
Yamato looked hopeful at the cop, he wanted to meet Takeru, his little brother. He wanted to hold him and to tell him that everything was going to be okay, that he would take care of it.
The cops took Yamato to the church, where his mother rested in a coffin. The scene made Yamato cry almost inmediatly.
First his dad, and now his mother. There was only him and his brother now.
"Yamato!" called him a voice in the middle of the silent church.
Everyone turned around to watch the scene: eight year old Takeru running out to his brother with his face full of tears.
"Takeru!" screamed Yamato as he hugged desperately his little brother.
"I've missed you so much, Yamato!" exclaimed him "I'm scared, mom died!"
Even though he already knew it, Takeru saying it made it hurt even more than it already did.
"Everything is going to be okay, Takeru, I promise." he whispered.
"Are you Yamato Ishida?" asked a tall woman that approached them "Takeru Ishida's brother?"
"Yes, I am." answered him.
"I'm really sorry about your lost." she said sadly.
He looked aside, he wasn't liking that woman's presence.
"Do you have any other familiar?" she asked.
He denied with his head.
"I see." She aparted her eyes from them for a moment "Listen to me, Yamato. You'll have to stay at the juvenile prison even though the times are hard for you right now."
"Yeah, I know."
"And Takeru can't go there with you, did you know that?"
"Yeah," he said painfully "I knew it."
"Takeru doesn't have where to go, so I fear he might have to go to an orphanage."
And that was what hurt Yamato the most.
"What? No! You can't…"
"I'm sorry, but we have no other option." She said as she took Takeru's hand.
"But miss," said Takeru after a huge sob "I- I don't want to be apart from my brother."
Yamato's tears were out of control. He still didn't let go of Takeru's hand, he just couldn't.
The woman looked sadly at the couple of brothers and then looked at the cops that acompained Yamato. She whispered something to them and then looked back at the Ishidas.
"You two have fifteen minutes alone." She said "Starting now."
Yamato nod his head and took Takeru out of the church, sitting in the grass next to each other.
"Takeru, you want to go to the orphanage?" asked Yamato looking at the sky.
"Are you going to be there, Yamato?"
He denied with his hand, biting his lip to stop himself from crying even further.
"Then I don't want to go either, I want to stay with you forever."
He looked at his brother as a ton of new tears began to roll down his cheeks.
He grab all of the courage he could and made his next decision.
"Takeru, what if we run away?"
The little kid looked at him confused.
"No one could get us apart if we do. I wouldn't go to the juvenile prison, and you wouldn't go to the orphanage." He answered "I know it's not the best way but… I could steal enough money to live, and I could buy some new clothes so I wouldn't have to use this weird uniform, my hair would grow up again and, and… I'd buy you some new toys, I'll manage to make it." He had never cried that much in his own life, not even the first time he was taken to the juvenile prison "We'll manage to be a family, Takeru. We'll be a family again."
Takeru looked at his brother with glittering eyes, hopeful.
"Yes, I want us to be a family, Yamato."
The older one smiled and grab his brother.
Then let's go.
Yamato carried Takeru in his arms and ran away as fast as he could…
He sweared they wouldn't get caught.
"It's today, Taichi." said Sora as she looked decided at her friend "We're running away today, be aware."
"Yeah, I'll be waiting for your signal." He answered.
"Do not fail me this time."
And lige that, the redhead girl went away.
Sora and him, both of eleven year old, have been best friends since they remember, supporting themselves constantly and getting through every of their problems together.
Sora's mother worked at a flower shop, and her father was the most sexist person he had ever met.
Taichi's mother was tired and scared of her husband, an alcoholic man who rehused to assume it. He was always trying to protect Hikari, his little sister, from his father anger attacks.
It had been a long time since Sora and he were planning to run away, and he was going to take Hikari with them, even though he hadn't told Sora about it.
He got into his house as the sun began to hide, because that was the time his father tent to go back home. Hikari was in their room, waitng for him with Peter Pan's book in her hands.
"Could you read it to me again?" she asked as she tent it to him.
"Of course." And once more, Taichi began to read the same book to his sister "Once, at the Wellington gardens…"
"Hikari!" yelled their father interrupting the lecture "Where are you my dear?!"
"He's back." whispered Hikari as she took her brothers hand.
"Don't worry, nothing's going to happen to you." he said "I'll be right here with you."
"There's my little girl! Come on! I wanna play something with you!"
"No, dad I don't want to…" but he took the child in his hands without caring about her complains.
"Come on dad! Just stop it!" he yelled.
"Don't you mess around with this, Taichi!" he said as he pushed his son aside "Come on Hikari, you'll have fun with mi for a bit…"
"Oh, no, wait…"
"Taichi!" exclaimed a voice outside the window "Taichi! We have to go now!"
And there was Sora, waiting for him outside the window.
"Come on Taichi! What are you waiting for?" she repeated "My parents are searching for me, I can't wait any long!"
Taichi looked nervously at the door, waiting for Hikari to come back.
And suddenly he noticed it was living Hikari, or living Sora.
Who was he going to pick?
First was Hikari, the one that he had protected since she borned and was the only thing he wanted in that house.
And then was Sora, the one he had trusted everything since they met.
I'm sorry, but…
"Yeah, just let me leave a note."
I had to leave. I promise someday I'll take you with me, Hikari.
He left the note in the opened Peter Pan's book and followed Sora through the window.
"Goodbye." He whispered as he ran away.
And that's when the next adventure began…
But as the other seven kids were out in the street, Hikari went back to her room, waiting for Taichi to hug her and tell her that everything was going to be okay. But her brother wasn't there, and the window was open.
"Taichi?" she called, but no one answered.
She took Peter Pan's book and opened it right were her brother had left it. And there, in the part were Wendy jumps from the window, was resting her brother's note.
"I had to leave…" she read as she started to cry.
She looked to the window and that idea went to her mind.
His brother left, he flied through the window just like Wendy did.
"Taichi, I want to see you again." She sobbed as she closed the book.
And Hikari didn't close the window that night, or the next. In fact, she didn't close the window anymore, because she wanted her brother to come back.
Maybe, if she had closed the window, everything would have been better, because the one that visited her wasn't her brother.
Well, that's it, my first attempt to make an english long story. Tell me if you liked it or if there's any mistake please. If you are loving it... review! If you're hating it... review too!