As a child everyone loves going to the circus. The bright colors, the smells of greasy carnival foods, and the sounds of people shouting to catch your attention was practically over-stimulating. The circus was a magical place where your parents spend a small fortune so their child could laugh and stare at everything, or even feel connected to the poor people that were labeled "freaks" for the rest of their lives.

Sadly, freak or not, no one ever learns the truth of what a circus really is. A circus is a sinful place where wrath, greed, envy, pride, and lust consume everyone. Circus' are nothing but a hellish money pit that rips away any deformed or odd looking person's belief that one day they could live a normal life.

Other's may argue this, saying not all circus' are like that. In a way, they're right. Not all of them are the same. Some circus' rob you blind as you stare at the two-headed snake or even have secret black market affairs behind the scenes.

All of those are tame compared to the circus: Cirque Du Horror. Cirque Du Horror is a special circus that's run by a joker like digimon known as Piedmon. His circus is filled with human entertainers that he kidnaps by luring them into his circus. Once they arrive he has them whisked away, never to be seen by their loved ones again.

Once the human freak is taken he takes them back to a world known as the Digital world. There he has them marked with a barcode, and beats them down to become nothing but obedient freakshows no matter how old the human. And as soon as you're ready he sends you out into the ring to entertain Digimon until the day you die.

Allison, a 19-year-old girl has sadly suffered this fate for 12 years. Even though she had been taken at such a young age, she was one soul that Piedmon could not break. No matter how many times he tried to beat her down, she'd get back up with an even stronger burning desire for freedom.

Because of this, he named her the mistress of fire. The girl who's entire being was like a flame, powerful, independent, beautiful, and untameable.

The mistress of fire was always a common favorite among the crowd. Several Digimon would come just to watch the young woman dance. The way she danced with such elegance and grace while the flames flicked their tongues at her, enchanted them. Allison helped bring in a crowd, and Piedmon planned to keep her for as long as he could.

Tonight, like many of the others in the past years would be the night, Allison would attempt escape. Allison walked around in her trailer, shoving things into her cream and light brown colored back pack.

"Hm..this and this.." She muttered to herself as she picked up a few clothes and drawing pencils off of her floor, carelessly putting them into her bag.

"Allison! Are you in there!" A rough male's voice shouted as he banged on her trailer door, causing her to jump and stare at the door.

"Yes! What is it?" Answered Allison, silently praying the Digimon wouldn't open up her door.

"Are you ready to go? You're on in 10 minutes!"

The girl's heart stopped right then. "Shit! I forgot I was performing tonight." She hissed to herself before responding.

"Yeah! I'm changing now! Give me like 2 more minutes!"

The silence told her that she was given the time she had requested and quickly she threw her bag under her bed, running a hand through her long red hair.

"Great. So much for a clean get away. Well might as well put on one last show before I leave the old freak face to rot."

With a heavy sigh of annoyance she began peeling off her clothes as she located her performing outfit partially covered up by an easel she had begun painting on a few days prior. Once her bra hit the floor she snatched up the first part of her costume and began pulling it on.

Within moments her costume was on and she was checking herself out in the mirror. Her costume consisted of an orange and red corset-style top that had what looked like flames that reached her collar bone on one side, a pair of red pants that flared out at the bottoms and had a fire design reaching up to her knees made out of glitter. On her feet she wore a par of red high heels and around her waist she had a sheer red sash, adorned with matching sequins.

Allison ran a hand down her side as her mismatched green and blue eyes looked over her figure. Every part of her costume was made entirely to stand out. Not just with the bright colors, but the fact her corset hugged her chest to the point it seemed that if she attempted to do some jumping jacks her breasts would pop right out. Piedmon apparently wanted more than just their talents to stand out.

She hastily smeared some red lipstick on and placed her necklace with her mother's class ring on her pillow before pushing open the door and jumped out onto the ground.

The Digimon who looked like a Minotaur with a zipper running down his well toned chest to below the belt, and had a gun looking machine for a hand, looked at her with a huff.

"Lets go. You've got 3 minutes." He grumbled, nudging her towards the huge red and black circus tent. "Okay, okay! Sheesh!"

Making her way up to the large tent and through the back entrance, she pulled up her hair into messy bun. Locating a girl with her long pulled back into a ponytail and wearing her black leotard with only one long black sleeve covering her left arm that was covered in black sequins, she walked up to her and nudged her.

"How's it going?"

"Same old, same old." Responded Max with a shrug as her gunmetal grey eyes peered out into the ring where a magician was now performing some magic.

"Piedmon have his britches in a twist? He sent the big guy to come get me." Allison questioned, taking her prepared fire poi from one of the assistants.

"Pfft had his britches in a twist is an understatement. I swear he was going to melt the ugly off his face to reveal an even uglier one from how steamed he was."

Allison couldn't help but laugh a bit. Anything she could do to annoy the joker she would gladly do it. "Yeah, i'm sure i'll hear it after this. Why weren't you here earlier? I shouldn't have to send him to get you. I would look bad if you were announced and you didn't walk into the ring!" She said, mocking her boss with a roll of her eyes. Max looked at her with a smirk and motioned towards the ring.

"You're up girlie. Light up their world so I can leave this giant umbrella."

In the ring, the crowd roared with excitement as the fire performer walked into the center of the ring as the lights were dimmed. In the front row a black-furred wolf like digimon sat, nudging the blonde digimon, clad in red,white,and black armor.

"This is her. The mistress of fire I was telling you about."He whispered, motioning towards the ring with his muzzle. Blue eyes gazed at the now dark area, lighting up with curiosity. The crowd's loud cheering of excitement turned to hushed whispers of anticipation. It was then two spheres of fire lit up the dark, illuminating the girl who clutched onto the chains they were attached to. The girl had her eyes closed, patiently waiting for the beat of the drums to start. Flames licked up at her hands, their light causing Allison's outfit to sparkle. The crowed watched in awe as she spun the chains, the balls of fire quickly following the same movements. Allison raised the chain up above her head in one fluid movement, spinning around as the flaming spheres followed after her. The chains wrapped around her for a split second, the flames kissed her slim form before unwinding themselves.

As the music she danced to changed, she too changed her performing style. First with fire spheres, another time with a flaming hula hoop, and lastly with two fans with flames at the edges. Agunimon slid to the end of his seat, watching with his mouth hanging slightly open. This human girl was dancing with fire. She was calm and at peace with one of the very things that could injure or be even fatal to her. It was incredible and to him, beautiful. He now understood why she was one of the crowd's favorites, she was beautiful for one, and also her performance was almost alluring.

The fan's fire went out and the music stopped. The lights came on and the mistress of fire smiled happily at the crowd. Everyone clapped and cheered happily.

Agunimon clapped slowly, his mind no longer focusing on the world around him or what the joker ringleader was saying, his mind was blank, but his eyes were glued to her. The red head waved at a few of her fans and took a small bow as she glanced at them all. And for a moment the champion level digimon could have sworn their eyes met.

"Leaves you kinda speechless, doesn't she?" His friend, Blackwargarurumon said beside him with a slight chuckle. Agunimon slowly nodded and then suddenly stood up when Allison walked out of the ring, behind the large tent's walls.

"Agunimon? Uh where are you going?"

"To go talk to her.." Responded Agunimon. Before the black wolf could oppose his friend's decision the fire warrior had disappeared throught the crowd and was off searching for Allison.

Back behind the curtains the nineteen year old hi-fived her friend and smiled.

"Lets get out of here before old tall, dark, and fugly sees me and throws a hissy fit." Said Allison tugging Max out of the circus tent by her arm.

"Alright, relax. Geez you have a hot date or something?" The ebony haired girl finally asked , pulling her arm out of her friend's grip.

"I wish." Allison rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Well darling, not that I don't want to hang out with you in your trailer but.. Unlike you I do have a hot date." Said Max with a smirk.

"Oh who's the lucky guy?" Allison placed a hand on her hip while she reached up to remove her hair from the bun.

"I don't know his name but he's all around sexy. Hm? Well then looks like you have a hot date after all. Catch ya later Allison~" Max said in a sing-songy tone before walking off, leaving the other girl with a puzzled look.

Finally after looking around and asking he spotted the fire dancer and the trapeze artist. With a smile he made his way towards them.

"Hey excuse me?" He asked, watching as the one girl ran off. The "mistress of fire" turned around to face him, her long red hair falling down over her bare shoulders, causing a slight blush to appear on his face.

"Um? Yes?" She questioned hesitantly, raising a brow as she looked up at him.

"You're amazing. I-I mean you're performance was amazing, n-not that i'm saying you aren't." Agunimon spit out nervously.

The girl cracked a crooked smile, looking like she was fighting the urge to laugh.

" . Its not really that special though."

"But it is! I mean you're dancing with fire. Fire is pretty dangerous and you looked so calm about it all." He insisted, taking a step towards her.

"I guess. I've done it for years now so i'm not really nervous about it. I'm glad you enjoyed the show though. But I should really get to my trailer and get some sleep for tomorrow.." Allison said slowly before taking a step back from him, looking back towards her trailer.

"O-Oh right. You're performing tomorrow right? I'll be looking forward to it. M..my name's Agunimon by the way. Hey could I come see you again? I would like to learn more about you.."

Allison at this point was already walking away from him. Sure the guy was pretty cute when he was all nervous of talking to her, but really she had no interest in making friends with any digimon. She looked back at him, her mismatched blue and green eyes looking up into his blue ones. "I'm Allison. And sure if you really want to."

The words left her mouth faster that she could process what she was saying. Right after she said that she was mentally beating her face against the wall.

"Really? I-I'll stop by sometime tomorrow then! Goodnight, Allison." Agunimon called after her as she opened up her trailer door, a big smile on his face.

"Goodnight, Agunimon."

With that Allison gave a small wave and shut her door. Silence filled the trailor before suddenly. THUD!

Allison slammed her fist against the walls. She instantly recoiled in pain, kissing her hand as she jumped around in her trailor.

"Ow! Son of a b- Augh! I can't believe I said that! Why did I agree to that!?" Allison made her way over to her bed and flopped down with a groan.

"Now i'm never getting out of the digital world. Its hard enough trying to escape with Piedmon having his henchmen check in on me every now and then. Now i've got some digimon fanboy that's gonna be stopping by to "get to know" me." She hissed and covered her face with her hands, her right hand still stinging in pain.

"I'm so screwed.."