Love for the wild prt1: sequel of "Cry of a lone wolf"
by SailorEevee


Author's note: I decided to start this after I bought the Digimon soundtrack. I guess it gave me a bit of insperation..anyway, I ready to write, and I hope you all are ready to read. BTW, I started Lone wolf before season two, and the sequel is the same. Season two dosen't exist in this,okay?


The mood in the air at Cafe Rosan was romantic. Sora leaned over the table, watching her new boyfriend, Liam, try to come up with somthing to say. He was handsome, dark haired, blue eyed, and intellegent. But as cute and nice as he was, her heart wouldn't accept him. She couldn't love him, no matter how she tried. Her heart belonged to someone else, someone she could never have. Sora sunk down, laying her head down on the table. Liam noticed her tired look, and quickly lifted his glass of wine as a toast. "For you Sora." he said, smiling at her. She couldn't help but smile, though not very warmly. Her heart just wasn't in it.
She stepped out into the cold air, listening to Liam's many compliments on various parts of her wardrobe. She quickly said her goodbyes, and walked to her little apartment by her flower shop. She dropped into the chair by the door after she went in. Sora hated when this happened. She tried so hard to forget Matt, so hard to forget the last time she saw him, crumpled in pain and bloody. The image still haunted her dreams. Too exhausted to think, Sora sunk onto her bed, trying to relax.
"Sora...help me..." Matt cried, his life blood dripping onto the ground, the angel's wings torn and broken. A dark shadow crept over him, obscuring him from view. She heard Diablomon's laugh, a cold, uncaring sound, freezing her to the spot. The last thing she heard was the screaming...
Sora woke in a cold sweat. It was the same dream, the one that increased her guilt tenfold. Tai had insisted it hadn't been her fault: "Sora! It wasn't you...it was Diablomon. Please relax..Matt wouldn't want to see you cry, would he?" Tai had been right. Matt wouldn't want her to be so bent out of shape over him. Of course, he had never thought of himself that highly. Sora clutched a cracked necklace to her chest, feeling the imprint of the crest pushing on her skin. The Crest of Friendship was cracked, and smeared with his blood, but it was the only thing she had to remind her.
A sharp beeping broke Sora's thoughts. She looked around for the source, and saw a brigt red light coming form her digivice. She gasped and ran over to her computer, typing furiously. "It couldn't be!" She whispered to herself, pulling up her e-mail. No, it wasn't, she decided, seeing Mimi's screenname after the e-mail. But there was a certain urgency about it, so Sora opened it. "Sora! Portal open! Meet me at beach!" was all the note said. Sora didn't know what Mimi meant for a while, but slowly it dawned on her. "The digiworld!" She cried, grabbing the digivice. She held it toward the computer, totally intent on one thing. A light filled the room, and as it faded away, so did Sora.
She opened her eyes and gasped at the awful scene in front of her. How the digi-world had changed! There were no living plants, only dead and burned out stalks. the sky, once blue and clear, was brown, and smokey. Sora held in tears, upset at the destruction of such a beautiful land. "Diablomon.." Sora whispered, scanning over the dead and dreary landscape. She was so shocked by this, she never noticed the deadly talons coming ever closer to her neck.