Hey everyone, I'm writing this story because I need a lot of practice writing if I'm going to pass my English class with an A, which I really need. So if anyone that reads this could review and give me some tips on how to improve grammar or story telling or anything, it would be greatly appreciated, and I'll try my best to incorporate your help into later chapters. I will update once a week, on Sunday. Anyway, enough with my banter, on with the story…
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.
"Supreme Cannon!"
"Grand Cross!"
The earth rumbled under T.K. as the attacks collided. His muscles screamed in protest as he ran and fought, trying desperately to find Kari or the others.
The others. So few remained since the war broke out three years ago. So long ago yet not long enough. None of the remaining fighters have had any chance to mourn for their fallen allies. Their fallen friends. The Enemy was always on the move, killing and destroying all in their path. Without mercy they strike, fast and hard, leaving as much devastation as possible. All over the world, both of our worlds, the war raged, and the casualty list grew longer with each passing second. Entire continents had now fallen to the Enemy: the Americas had fallen a few weeks ago; Africa and Australia were about to fall soon as well. Only parts of Asia and Europe still had enough energy to fight back, but if the war didn't end soon, they too would fall.
T.K. hurdled several fallen bodies without flinching. It was all just part of the scenery these days, bodies littered the ground; some fresh, others rotting and maggot covered. As he ran, he passed his old school; his old house; his old hangout spots; his old life was on these roads. Now all that remained were the bodies of friends and destroyed buildings.
He ran toward the battle raging between Omnimon and Lucemon. Omnimon has only been able to keep Lucemon at bay for the past three years, but has never come close to defeating the Demon Lord; and Omnimon strength is beginning to fail the past few weeks. When he de-digivolves, it is taking him much longer to recover from his battle than previous fights with Lucemon did. Even in battle his fatigue was beginning to show: he was slower and his attacks weaker. Lucemon however didn't show any signs of weakening or slowing. The same was the case with Nightmare Army; while the Armies of Light numbers fell drastically after each passing day, the Nightmare Army never slowed, never stopped pouring into every village and city. It was becoming hopeless that the Armies of Light would win this fight.
T.K. rounded a corner and finally saw Kari and Ophanimon, both bleeding and close to death, fighting tooth and nail with hundreds of the Nightmare Soldiers.
"Kari!" T.K. shouted as he ran toward her, his legs finding new speed. "Patamon, do it now".
"Patamon warp digivolves to Seraphimon!"
"Strike of the Seven Stars!" Seraphimon thundered as seven great balls of power exploded from his hands and annihilated any Nightmare Solder it touched.
"T.K.?" Kari asked as she turned to see where the attack came from. "Where did you come from?"
T.K. was about to answer when an earth-shattering explosion went off nearby and his ears were filled with an earsplitting scream.
Then everything went black.
Well that's the first chapter, hope you all enjoyed it. If you found any grammar mistakes please review and tell me about them. Thanks a lot for reading. Peace out until next Sunday.