The crest of obligation
Prologue:
Whether it was night or day on that particular continent, it was dark and absolutely nobody was asleep. The battle which would decide the faith of two worlds was displayed in the sky for the whole world to see and those not hiding in their houses in fear of what might come were watching in horror as the humongous monster destroyed 'something', from where they stood is was not very clear what the 'something' was, and obliterated the group of kids and the entities that fought with them, into nothingness. At that exact moment a computer screen lit up.
In a small country, far from the home of those fighting in the sky, a small girl of the age of eight tried to peek in between the curtains to see what was happening. Her parents had forbidden her from going outside and had instead send her and her two younger sisters to their rooms with strict instructions to go directly to bed. Her third sister was still too young to understand what was happening and the other two had started crying when they discovered the sky had changed and were only too happy to hide between the blankets and pretend that nothing was happening. If the girl had been honest with herself she would have admitted to being scared as well. Curious? Yes, but still scared. But since she was the eldest, even if nobody actually took her that seriously, she had an obligation to be brave. So she watched.
To actually get a clear view of what was happening was hard. She had to be careful since the people outside could easily catch her looking but luckily most of their attention was on the sky so she could relax a little. Big eyes in a small, unexceptional face, gave another worried glance to her parents who were watching on the street with the other grown ups, before returning to the sky. At that moment the worried screams of the people on the street reached the girls ears and her eyes had just started searching the sky in an attempt to find out what had happened when something behind her started buzzing. The girl stiffened, and let the curtain fall back into place. Where most kids yelled out their fear or attempted to run to their parents, this child's fear was quiet and only revealed itself by the minuscule tremble in her back. She slowly turned around, the sounds from outside now completely ignored, and looked at the source of the buzzing. An old, secondhand computer which was used by her and her sisters for playing video games and was put in her room purely for convenience sake. The screen was on and emitted a pure white light with a brightness she had never known the old battered PC to be capable of. As if hypnotised she walked closer. Her eyes reflecting the light, giving them an eerie glow. When she stood before the computer she slowly extended her hand to the screen, intending to shut it off but, before she could do so, it started to shine even brighter. So bright, it was almost painful. The girl pulled back her hand and raised both hands to protect her eyes. The whole room was bathed in white before something was shot out of the screen, straight at the girl's head and into the small hands protecting it. The girl stumbled and fell backwards, the force with which the object had hit her was too much of a surprise to remain standing. The click of the computer shutting down resounded and the room was plunched in darkness once more. The small figure scrambled up into a sitting position and carefully opened her hands. As her eyes became used to the lack of light a somewhat oval shaped device became visible. It had a small thick antenna, a small screen and several buttons. It seemed to be completely white but it was too dark to tell exactly. From outside the sound of cheering and excited talking could now be heard but the girl paid it no mind. Her eyes glued to her digivice…