It has been a long time since I've been on this site. I had a story I was working on years ago which is unfinished and is currently sitting on this site gathering dust. Should anyone want me to finish it I might. This is something new, something much better. I understand my tenses change and the way I write isn't always seen as correct however that is how I write, it's my style and I aim to get better. I am also aware I can't spell that well. This is an expriment, I am writing it according to how my life influences me, for example, if a huge event happens to me I will do something similar here. Another example would be if i feel down and out, a bad event will happen. This chapter takes place a year after Malomyotismon.

Details for Oc's are at the bottom.

Gentle rain drops bounced off the ground. Black clouds hid the sun as the city fell under a blanket of darkness. A single person walked slowly through the streets. Head down, hands in the pockets of the coat. His heart fallen and empty.

Tai Kamiya. Leader of the digidestined. The boy of courage. He made his way into an apartment building. Quickly stepping into the lift before the doors closed he reached inside his green coat to pull out a small pink envenlop. The doors of the lift opened, he was at the floor he needed. He stepped out tentivly. He walked a few meters before stopping and looking at a door. The sound of a guitar was muffled through the door. A golden voice floated along with it. Matt. The child of friendship was singing. For her. The one Tai's heart wished for. The touch of the one he craved. Tai stood there, envelop in hand. Forcing himself, he pushed the envelop through the letterbox. She wouldn't find the letter till he was long gone.

Tai left the building as quickly as he could. No one noticed the small tears falling from his eyes with the rain getting heavier. Quickening his pace, he ran back home. Blitzing through the streets of Odaiba, no one stopped him.

Not bothering to close the door behind him, Tai walked straight into his room. On his bed lay two bags, already packed. As he roughly slung one on his back he took the other in his hand. One large red back pack, filled with clothes and other things he would need. In the small black water proof rectangular bag in his hand, a laptop. Tai left, closing the door to his familys apartment. Also closing the door on time in Odaiba. A time he needed to forget. He headed for the train station, his ticket ready in his pocket.

On the other side of Odaibi, a tall blonde well built teenage picked up a black heavy guitar case and carefully placed it on his back.

"Do you have to go?" A sweet voice from behind called. Sora. The girl of love. His love.

"yeah. Not like I want to. Sorry, I'll call you later though." Matt pulled her into a tight hug before gently kissing her once.

"Okay, make sure you get home safe though. It's really starting to turn into a storm out there." Sora reluctantly let go of her boyfriend. As Matt turned to leave he saw something on the floor, straining his back he knelled down and picked it up.

"It's for you I guess. I'll see you later." Matt kissed her quickly before leaving, making sure the door didn't slam behind him. Sora held the envelop and carefully opened it.

" Dear Sora,

by the time you read this I should have already left. I'm leaving Odaiba soon to go to university in another city. It's not the only reason I'm leaving. Everyone is expecting me to leave next friday but I am leaving today. I'm not leaving just for education. I can't be around you and Matt anymore. I thought i could live with it but I honestly can't. It's been eating at me for the last year. I can't live like this anymore. I love you. I've always loved you. I can't live without you but I can't be near you anymore. I keep thinking about you and him and it is eating away at me. I'm sorry but I have to leave. I wish you both the best of luck. We're always going to be friends but I need to leave.

I love you,

Tai. "

Sora held the letter so tightly she nearly ripped it. She fell to the floor, holding the letter close to her, tears forming in her eyes. The child of courage was gone.

I only need three to five OC's. These Oc's are open to at least one girl and two guys but I may just use everything I get.

Name :

Age :

Personality:

Appearance :

Nationality:

Any special requests ( a certain fight, a death, a romance, you name it and explain and I shall see what I can do)

Digimon :

In training / rookie/champion/ultimate/mega (anything extra)

personality

appearance (if you have created your own like I have)