Hikari Kamiya, Tale of Tragedy
Hikari Kamiya could only watch as her friends were brutally destroyed. She could neither stop the fight nor could she save them. All she could do was watch. Kari was only eight years old when it happened, the single event that would forever change her life and forever change her. When people would ask her who she was and what she had done with the sweet lovable Kari they once knew and loved she would tell them simply that the Kari they knew died along with her friends that fateful day in the digiworld. That day when those she cared about most had been mutilated beyond recognition. That Kari would never be seen again.
That day had been four years ago and Kari now twelve had become an interlay different person. The person she had become was nothing like that weak little girl everyone used to know and love, now she was much colder. She didn't love anyone, she refused to, love only got people hurt and she had been hurt enough. This one thought had condemned her to a life of hate and despair. To others she seemed cold and unfeeling, who gave damn what anyone thought she sure as hell didn't, she hated them all anyway.
Her appearance had changed as well. Her hair which she used to keep short was now at shoulder length and she kept it up in a tight pony tail. She'd gotten taller of course but that was inevitable and mattered little to her. She preferred to dress in black, some people thought she was a goth, some assumed she was trying to be sophisticated, others just thought she was weird, she wore it because she liked it. She didn't care what anyone thought of her, she didn't even care, the part of her that cared was dead.
Her parents had known the moment there daughter returned from the digiworld that allowing her to go had been a mistake. For one thing there was the absence of her son Tai, and then later they discovered the absence of there daughter as well. The sweet fun loving daughter they'd let go off to save the world had seemingly disappeared and this cold depressed unfeeling girl had taken her place. At first they had tried their hardest to bring her back to the way she was but after a year or so they realized that they'd lost her forever, that they like the other parents of the digidestined had lost all of there children.
Kari had seemingly become one of those deeply disturbed children that was every parents worst nightmare. But deep down there would always be that scared little girl, the one who was terrified of losing anyone else. But that girl was kept well hidden beneath a facade of anger and hate. And that hateful girl was the one everyone now knew as Kari.
That girl now sat in a math class she was lucky to be passing, staring down at the sketch book which she carried every where. She showed the book to no one, maybe it was the one thing she did care about, though she'd never admit it. Drawing was after all the thing that brought her the closest to being happy. Drawing helped her to leave reality and took her to a place where life was bearable, a place where it didn't hurt simply to breath. "Kari" someone said "What" she looked up irritated that someone had interrupted her and brought her back into reality.
"Could you please explain the process of multiplying fractions" Her teacher Mr. Dantin asked her. "How should I know" was her reply. What the hell gave him the idea that multiplying fractions was more important then letting her escape the harsh realities of life. "Well, I just explained to the whole class obviously you weren't paying attention, as usual" He said angrily. Kari simply rolled her eye's at the man and went back to her drawing. Teachers could be such jerks at times. He said something else but Kari didn't listen, she simply tuned him out. Like she cared what he had to say anyway, like she cared what anyone had to say.
When the bell rang signaling the end of the class Kari got up from her seat and headed for the door, her next class that day was computer and she wasn't particularly excited about typing for the next forty-five minutes. Still she found her self walking down the hall on her way to class. She tried to avoid the stares of her fellow classmates, not that she wasn't used to it, not that she cared. But their was just something about being watched from every angle that just made her feel uneasy, like she could lash out at the next person who came her way, that's mainly why people kept their distance.
The computer room was cooler then the others being that it was the only one with air conditioning so being that it was spring she didn't mind the class so much, besides after she finished whatever typing assignment she was given that day she would be permitted to go on the Internet for the remaining class time. She threw her back bag on the floor in front of her computer and sat down awaiting today's assignment when Mrs. Harel entered the room. "Free day" she said to Kari's surprise, they didn't get free days very often, but it wasn't like the fact that they had one today didn't please her.
She logged on and waited about three or four minutes while the extra slow school computer (Don't ya hate those things) loaded the information. When she finally did get on however she was very surprised to hear the electronic voice that welcomed her tell her that she had mail. 'Since when can we get e-mails on the schools computers' She thought as she clicked on the icon in the upper left hand corner which would allow her to read her mysterious e-mail. It said:
Hikari Kamiya,
We need your help, you are the only one who can save us. Please come to Heighton View Terrace to receive further instructions.
That was it, it didn't make sense. Why would anyone need her help, and why at Heighton View Terrace her old apartment of all places? That was when she heard a strange beeping noise coming from her back pack. "What the hell" She said staring at it in disbelief. By now the beeping noise had attacked the attention of Mrs. Harel who seemed to be searching for its place of origin. Kari picked her bag up and looked through it wondering what could possibly be making the noise. She pushed her note books to one side and her sketch book to the other before seeing where the sound was coming from. She looked at the tiny devise totally shocked, what was her digivise doing in her back pack, and why on earth was it beeping.
If it hadn't been for the incident with the beeping digivise and the fact that she had found her crest in her bag as well, she would have paid the strange e-mail no mind, but this discovery had made her curious. Kari usually kept these objects in her bed room inside her night stand drawer, so how had they ended up in her back pack. The whole thing just didn't make any sense at all, then again since when did she care about what was and wasn't logical. She didn't it was as simple as that, that was probably the other explanation for her standing where she now did, on Heighten view bridge ' "Awaiting further instructions." '
"Hikari Kamiya, is that really" asked a familiar voice from behind her. Kari whirled around, shocked that someone had actually shown up and curious to find the identity of the e-mailer. What she saw surprised her, it looked like the hologram of an old man, a strangely familiar old man surrounded by a strangely familiar aura of multicolored light. "Gennai" She said after several seconds of looking the man over. "Good then it is you, for a minute there I thought I was mistaken" He replied staring strangely at the highly confused girl.
"What do you want" Kari asked still in total disbelief that the old man was really there. "We need your help Kari, There is a new evil in the digiworld and without you it cannot be destroyed" Gennai said still staring strangely at the girl who stood before him, she had certainly changed a lot over the years. "You mean you want me to go back to the digiworld" She began. "No way I'm never going back there again" "But Kari I'm afraid you must, we need you" he explained. "No, why the hell should I help the digiworld when all it's ever brought me is death and despair, I couldn't care less if it were completely destroyed, in fact I would prefer it." Kari retorted coldly not really caring what the old man thought of her.
Gennai was completely taken back by the girls statement. "How could you say something like that when your friends need your help so badly, when they risk there lives everyday to do what you just refused." "I don't know what the hell friends your referring to, I don't have any friends, my friends are all dead." She shot back. "I'm talking about the other digidestined who did you think I was talking about." The man asked confused. "No" Kari said. "The other digidestind are dead, I saw them die, Puppetmon killed them" "What are you talking about, Puppetmon's been dead for years and the digidestined are just fine, or at least they will be if you come with me." Gennai tried to explain.
"But that's impossible, I saw them die" Kari cried shaking her head violently. "I'm telling you there not dead, now come with me or they just might be." He begged the girl. "You swear their alive" She asked seriously. "Yes, I swear, now will you come with me." He asked. "If I get there and there not there.....I just don't know if I could live trough that again" She said sadly. "They'll be there, I promise" Gennai replied. "Then yes, I'll go" She answered against her better judgment, and suddenly her back pack began to glow. "Take out your crest and digivise" the old man informed her. She did as she was told and the next thing she knew she was standing in the middle of a thick green forest. She knew instantly that she was back in the digiworld.
A/N : Umm...OK, I'm debating on weather or not to continue this, hell I was debating weather to post it at all. Its kinda weird, a little depressing and totally out of character. Not that those are bad things its just....Oh I don't know, but hey if you actually like this and want to know what happens next let me know and I will continue, other wise this is it. Probably, you know unless I decide to continue regardless of what everyone thinks, We'll see.