Arch Nemesis: (shudder) Elione! That's sick! You sick perverted girl!
Elione: (glares, eyes turning red) You WILL review Arch Nemesis or I WILL go more insane and write Mimato. Which you know I absolutely HATE! So therefore, REVIEW!
Arch Nemesis: OK, ok. I'll review calm down. I'll even bribe people to review.
Elione: Good. Remember, you may be an Arch Nemesis but I am a Lizagator.
Arch Nemesis: (growls and raises stake) How dare you?!
Elione: (runs away) Gomen, gomen! And remember people that Digimon belongs to Toei and Saban. Sometimes I wish my name was Dark Angel.
Phantomon: I foretell longer chapters and more content.
Dark Angel
~by Elione~
Prelude-Broken Memories
It is the year 2006 AD…
After the Digidestined had finished their job on Earth and the Digital World, they returned back to Earth. The Digital World and Earth were at peace. After the Digidestined had gone back to their homes, the Time Guardian readjusted the time of the Digital World. Meaning, time there passed faster. So, therefore, a minute in Earth time equaled to a year in the Digital World. This was done because many Digimon complained of the humans coming back and forth throughout the times and wanted to permanently close off the borders. Of course this was impossible so to compromise and hopefully appease those who complained, Azulongmon and the other guardians of the Digital World called for the Time Guardian to mess with time. This was done to confuse those who came to the Digital World from other worlds. So, for many centuries, the Digimon never heard from or saw any humans or other being from foreign worlds...
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They were the most powerful empire the Digital World had ever faced. They had broken every rebellion attempt imposed upon them. They had the best army in the universe. This empire was called Nemesis. It had conquered the Digital World faster than any other empire had. Yet, they had one desire. One that went unfulfilled for eons and eons. They were looking for a girl, a special girl. A girl filled with light, infused with light. Yet easy to lure to the dark side. A girl made from darkness with a heart of light, a girl made of light with a heart of darkness and evil, a dark angel. They found her in Odaiba, Japan in Earth…
~*~*~
That day, that day
What a mess, what a marvel
Excerpt from "That Day" Natalie Imbruglia
~*~*~
The sky. It was a cloudless, beautiful blue. Bluer than any sky I've ever seen in my life, let alone Japan. I turned to my 'companion,' who was sprawled on his stomach beside me on the grassy cliff overlooking the sea. He gave me a quaint little smile.
"Do you think you can write all this down, Hikari?" He asked me. For some reason, the open sea and the blue skies seemed to have smoothed out his normal cynical, yet hilarious, disposition.
"I don't think I can, Scorpius." I admitted.
"Do you think you can try to?" Scorpius asked me. I nodded. And I did, right from the beginning…
~*~*~
Just when you think you can't go anymore,
Fate pushes you in another direction.
Beyond your endurance,
'Til you find the strength to go on.
~*~*~
My life. One four-letter word to describe it is hell. Or shit. It is a living nightmare, consisting of Taichi and a million other happy lucky go round people I don't even want to name. Right now I'm at the stage of cursing my mother for ever giving birth to me. Of course Taichi and my mother and father happen to be proud of me, Hikari Kamiya, prefect of Odaiba Academy, head cheerleader, perfect straight A student, good, innocent girl.
Well, that's about to change, or it has… I remember the first psychotic day in my life. I had broken up brutally with that asshole of a boyfriend Yamato Ishida. Days after that, all I ever saw in my life was black and red. He was right, I am too innocent. Time for changes, Kamiya.
I tore everything from my closet. All pink and gay, all so happy. I ran to the drug store and bought about a hundred cans of black dye and started dying all my clothes black. I was failing in school, and I was the head rebel this time. That was about a year ago. I hated my old self for being so crapassed and weak physically and emotionally when I discovered my new freedom.
When I was still old Kari, I let everyone dominate me, not caring for my own emotions. I suppose they were locked up for too long. Then one day, I woke up thinking, if I'm gonna live my life, I gotta let myself in charge of the whole game, else, it ain't my life.
So, thus I changed greatly, only for the better.
It bored me greatly to just sit and watch the clouds float by. I ditched like a million extra curricular activities I had pledged commitment. Well, who needs me, I'm just worthless Kari Kamiya.
I glanced out the window. A red haired man Miyako would cute was watching me form the window across. He smirked and disappeared in a burst of flame. I shook my head; I was going insane.
I got up to get a drink, my throat still dry from the dose of weed I took. I needed water. As I did so, a sound of something dropping penetrated the silence. I stooped over to pick up the fallen object. It was my old D3. I chuckled and tossed it up and down, a thought coming to my head.
I no longer was thirsty. I took the D3 and teleported to the Digital World.
~*~*~
It makes a fool of you.
Tripping you,
Humiliating you,
Forever taunting you,
Reopening old wounds.
~*~*~
I hastily dodged an incoming fireball at my right and held my sword in front of me like a shield. I then nimbly leapt into the air and landed behind Scorpius, who gave a cynical smile.
"You're getting better." Scorpius nods approvingly. He recalls his fireballs and swears colorfully under his breath as a stubborn one dodged his spell and flew twisting in the air. Scorpius sent a furious wind to subdue it.
The wind nearly knocked Scorpius off his feet. He got back up and swore. He dusted dirt off his black robe and growled. Scorpius was a small and balding man. He had a small, beaky nose, shrewd black eyes, and short black hair.
I had found him one day when I had teleported out of boredom into the Digital World. I was half dead in a windstorm in a desert when Scorpius discovered me. I told him I was running away and he gave me another one of his cynical comments.
He agreed to take me along and train me to fight since he thought I was too skinny to be good for anything. Of course, this all happened in the course of a few thousand years or so, I lost track.
"I think I'll go get me ale. You coming girl?" Scorpius growled at me. I shook my head no.
"Stay out of trouble." He turns his back and trudges grunting back to the castle. I sighed and practiced my kicks.
It was then when the perfectly sunny day was ruined. A gust of wind nearly knocked me over and I couldn't see a thing. I clawed at my face and hair.
A hand firmly clamped itself around my mouth. I tried to scream. The wind cleared. The garden gate was busted and two imperceptible figures stood before me.
One of the two flicked out a knife. She, the hands were female, held it to my throat.
"Don't scream girl, or I'll kill you."
"Let me go!"
A punch. I was thrown flat on my face. I screamed. My two assailants kicked me shut and one of the two dropped her knife. Then, two other hands grabbed me. A few teenagers who appeared to be my age fought off the two assailants, who disappeared.
Scorpius appeared and tried to throw a few fireballs at them, but they disappeared as well. With me this time.
~*~*~
When Hikari woke up, all was dark except for a light coming from a large wall screen. A person, a doctor it seemed, was standing in front of it, looking perplexed.
"Ah, you're awake." From the shadows, another doctor appeared. She forcibly propped the girl up on her pillows and changed the cord that was already attached to Hikari.
"We'll need to ask you some personal biographic information. What we're doing requires biological experiments and such. And don't try to lie because it's for your own good. Ya know, we could put in an extra, too strong sleeping pill in ya or something." Another doctor, a good-looking male, smirked, ruffling Hikari's hair.
"So? What is this, some DNA lab or something?" She smirked in return, noting the fact that there was a myriad of DNA structures on the screen.
"Yup, bingo." The doctor gave her an evil grin and turned to the other doctor.
"Oy! Qu'est que tu faites? La patient veux des dejeuner!"
"Hidoi!" The other glared at the male doctor and shook her head.
"Nande?" The male asked in mock surprise.
"Why are you always like this?"
"Leonhart!"
Leonhart sighed and went back to her work. She reappeared at the other doctor's side after exchanging a few words with the doctor standing in front of the screen.
"I take it this a Japanese and French component?" Hikari asked. Leonhart gave a short brief nod.
"Name?" Leonhart inquired sharply.
"What the hell do you want with me?" Hikari demanded.
"Name?"
"Yagami Hikari." Hikari answered with a sigh. 'Hikari' and 'Yagami' or 'Kamiya' were very popular Japanese names so it wouldn't really matter if she gave them out.
"Age?"
"Uh, 12."
Leonhart gave a small cough as she examined Hikari's body. "All right…"
"I don't think you'll get much out of questioning the girl." The doctor at the front turned around from the screen. He walked over the where Leonhart and Hikari were and took the clipboard from Leonhart's hands.
"All the data you need are there." He pointed to the screen. "Just let her go to sleep. She 's used up enough energy. A little rest will do her good in the morning."
"Whatever you say, doctor." Leonhart, in one swift movement, detached the tube that led to Hikari's arm from the machine and inserted a small dose of liquid in it.
"Go to sleep, girl. We will talk more in the morning."
~*~*~
"If you resist and try to escape, you will be shot immediately or tortured." A tall girl in dark camouflage pants, black shirt, and combat boots stated in a clear voice.
Hikari smirked lightly and inconspicuously.You wish…
"Now that you are sorted into your units, I'm sure your drill sergeant emphasize that. March! You bunch of slacking excuses for new recruits!"
"X2-755, lead them away!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Hikari and the others were herded back into the tall gray building by a group of what seemed like adolescent soldiers.
Rest… Opium… Hikari sighed as she started the trek to the building. The doctors had given her drugs, particularly opium, to keep her head foggy of any thoughts of running away. All day long, she longed for opium and sleep, even after the monotonous drills.
Surprisingly, for her dull wittedness that day, she had followed every thing the drill sergeant ordered without complaint. All that they had been told to do for drills was clear and very perceptible in Hikari's head. That was all she saw in her mind.
The others she was with, her 'unit,' didn't seem to care all that much. They were like silent, obedient robots. Surely the doctors didn't give *them* opium.
No, she decided, they didn't have that opium hungry look in their eyes. None of them did.
Just as she neared the building, Hikari felt a sudden surge of wanting opium. Her knees gave way and she fell to the floor like a limp rag doll.
"Help…me…" She croaked. X2-755, the one leading them to the building, kicked her in the ribs. "Up, bastard."
A soldier fired at Hikari. The bullet missed Hikari and hit the ground instead. She cringed and decided to play along, hoping they would go back into the building and leave her in the yard until dinner.
"Leave her." The girl, apparently a sergeant, commanded. Hikari sighed inwardly with relief.
"Pity, such a pretty girl." A male shook his head.
"Keep your comments to yourself, 361." 755 ordered. 361 sighed and moved on.
As soon as they were out of sight and earshot, Hikari slowly moved out of range and began to cough weakly. Blood was pouring from the place in the chest where 755 had kicked her.
Stupid anemic child. She cursed and held unto a pole for support. She crawled around for a few minutes, hoping to find the fence of the perimeter she had found earlier that morning. It was difficult terrain, where the fence was situated, she noted as she ripped off part of her shirt to make a bandage for her chest.
After the morning's drills and during free time, Hikari had spent the past few weeks plotting to get away from this hell and hopefully… from opium too.
A few more painful minutes of crawling and she found the spot where she had dug up, then covered with bricks for the past week. She was thin enough to go under it, provided she didn't touch the barbed wire for too long. She knew that since five days into the digging.
"Shit." She cursed as she slid under. The way bottom of the wire delicately scratched her back, leaving pools of blood pouring down her sides. It was so damn easy to escape from here, she thought to herself in satisfaction.
The other side was all wood and a good place to hide. Hikari quickly looked back to see if anyone was watching and broke into a run, her body aching and reeking of blood and sweat.
She stopped as soon as she reached a huge tree stump and collapsed facedown on the ground, tears streaming nonstop from her eyes. Before she knew it, she had closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep.
When Hikari awoke, it was cloudy. She sighed got up with minor difficulty and tired to walk. That, she could do, but only so slowly. It was time to get away from here. It was starting to fog.
Hikari walked for some miles before collapsing in the fog. She clutched the ground as though it comforted her. She felt warm tears well up in her eyes.
"Why are you such weakling, Hikari? Why?" She whispered into the air.
~*~*~
Just when think you have enough,
It forces you to think,
There can never be enough pain,
Can there?
To be continued…
Notes: Poem/song in ficcy is mine. I haven't named it yet. I'm actually quite proud of it. The deal with the army type setting is just a setup. It'll play an important part later on in the fic as it progresses. I know it's random, yes I do. Why do I rewrite so much? Different thoughts and ideas seep into my head. Sorry to all those faithful, sticking-to-El people. I'll try to make future changes subtler and less random if I get to it. But, hey, it's worth it, ne? I thought this draft was much better than the 4th draft I had posted, wouldn't y'all agree?
Well, I'm turning into Arch Nemesis, I better stop.
'Stop copying me, you evil little piece of--'
Oh, dear, another person is chasing me. My friend is killing me for making her volunteer to hit a baseball in English class. Another is killing cuz he thinks I skipped science when I had a presentation due when in fact I was performing in band. And quoting my health teacher, I am officially ranting. Ja ne, all you ficcy readers! (Steal phrase, I'll disembowel you by pins.)