Hidden Pasts
Disclaimer: Digimon is unfortunately not mine and in a product of Bandi
and sunrise.ยจ(or something to that effect)
"Your it" singed Kari, running from her best friend T.K. , " not for long", came his replied chasing after her. The young prince caught her and spun her around to face him. "Guess what", he said smiling sweetly. "What", the young princess automatically answered , the wind blowing her shoulder length chestnut hair. He pulled , from behind his back a flower and gave it to her, it's pink insides decorated by the yellow on the delicate edges. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek , than ran to her waiting brother . She glanced back, and the little prince waved and went to go find his older brother in the evening light.
"What's love Yamatto", T.K. asked his older brother. He rarely if ever called his older brother by his full name, but this time it felt like it was more appropriate. The older brother shrugged, " I guess it's when someone's happiness is more important than your own"
" does that mean you love princess Mimi?"
"no," Matt blushed, but T.K. knew him well enough. " Your lying"
He got back no response.
"Well I guess I know what it is", T.K. sighed. "How can you understand it, your only eight", Matt scolded. "But I do know", claimed the younger brother with egerness in his eyes. " I love you, I love Mom and dad and I love my friends to".
"Like princess Hikari".
It was now his younger brothers turn to blush.
"Well you love your best friend Tai, don't you Matt".
"Well I guess you could put it that way", Matt grumbled fighting a small feeling of defeat. But he knew more , much , much more. He could see it in his younger brothers eyes that he truly loved princess Hikari, even at that young age. Just as he loved Princess Mimi. He smiled as he reflected on the joyful memories of the day they had just lived and hoped there would be more like it. It was really to bad that the possibility's of that were almost, wait , there were no possibility's of that, it the near future.
" I love you Matt", the younger prince said to his older brother before falling asleep. "Love you to little Bro", Matt smiled then fell asleep. Tonight was a night of good dreams. "Goodnight", he whispered to the stars.
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"Wake up sons , wake up now," a strong voice whispered urgently insisting on waking up the sleeping princes. But for Takeru there was no need. He was already woken by the sounds of clashing metals, screaming women, and painful deaths.
" Grampa" Matt said groggily awakening from his sleep only to hide in the sheets again from the terrifying screams. "Shh", silenced the old king. His years of experience had not failed him. He knew his son and his sons wife were being murdered at the moment, but he needed to protect the most important people in the castle, his two grandsons. Even if it meant painful choices.
He quickly got the two boys dressed, slipping on their royal rings on each boys fingers, and rushed them through the secret passageway hidden beneath their beds.
The old king ran with the princes, only pausing once and a while to catch his breath, but still aware of the men witched still perused after them in hopes of claiming there lives. He paused at the end of his tunnel, the door, although the secret door needed a key, which was what everyone called a ring, but a sole key for the purposes of the royal family. He swiftly lifted Yamatto's hand to fit the ring in the desired position. The key worked and the door flung open. He rushed outside the door closing just as quickly as it opened. The soldiers must not find them , was all that was on the old kings mind . There was still a need to run.
He was being pulled away from the castle, from the only home he knew. He couldn't find Mommy or Daddy , but when he saw the castle burst into flames he knew the answer.
The crowed of soldiers were scattered around the castle trying to save their beloved king. The towns people were in complete kayos , running in every direction with there little possessions , screaming and crying in there panicked state . An every man for himself frenzy. prepared for such an attack, year of living in peace made most oblivious to the horrors of war.
In the large panic it was hard to see were one was going, maybe this is why none of the royal family saw the large man running towards them. Anyhow, not looking where he was going, T.k. became a victim as he was wickedly knocked on the ground .What was true was the kingdom was not noticed as the man continued his frantic run. He felt his small hand slip from his grandfathers. Gasping , he made attempt to stand only to be knocked down again by the same fear stricken towns people. Again this process repeated, only this time he didn't get up, the darkness claimed him first.
"T.k", screamed his Matt, his younger brother just turned invisible, here one second gone the next, lost in the running panicking towns people, trying to make there escape. He wanted his younger brother, and he wanted him now. But you can't get everything you want even if your a prince. However his grandfather would not stop , no matter how much he pleaded, struggled , begged or cried, even reminded the old king that they were leaving his younger brother. That still did not mean he gave up though. He still yelled out for his younger brother.
" Your cries are in vain, we lost him", said the older prince. The old king sadly comforted. The eldest prince , probably the only prince, thanks to his carelessness of losing his eldest grandsons younger brother.
"No I have not lost him" said the remaining prince, his voice strong and determined. He could only bring up a small smile, due to his limited supply of happiness. "One thing T.k's has taught me is how is it possible to true lose hope."
Disclaimer: Digimon is unfortunately not mine and in a product of Bandi
and sunrise.ยจ(or something to that effect)
"Your it" singed Kari, running from her best friend T.K. , " not for long", came his replied chasing after her. The young prince caught her and spun her around to face him. "Guess what", he said smiling sweetly. "What", the young princess automatically answered , the wind blowing her shoulder length chestnut hair. He pulled , from behind his back a flower and gave it to her, it's pink insides decorated by the yellow on the delicate edges. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek , than ran to her waiting brother . She glanced back, and the little prince waved and went to go find his older brother in the evening light.
"What's love Yamatto", T.K. asked his older brother. He rarely if ever called his older brother by his full name, but this time it felt like it was more appropriate. The older brother shrugged, " I guess it's when someone's happiness is more important than your own"
" does that mean you love princess Mimi?"
"no," Matt blushed, but T.K. knew him well enough. " Your lying"
He got back no response.
"Well I guess I know what it is", T.K. sighed. "How can you understand it, your only eight", Matt scolded. "But I do know", claimed the younger brother with egerness in his eyes. " I love you, I love Mom and dad and I love my friends to".
"Like princess Hikari".
It was now his younger brothers turn to blush.
"Well you love your best friend Tai, don't you Matt".
"Well I guess you could put it that way", Matt grumbled fighting a small feeling of defeat. But he knew more , much , much more. He could see it in his younger brothers eyes that he truly loved princess Hikari, even at that young age. Just as he loved Princess Mimi. He smiled as he reflected on the joyful memories of the day they had just lived and hoped there would be more like it. It was really to bad that the possibility's of that were almost, wait , there were no possibility's of that, it the near future.
" I love you Matt", the younger prince said to his older brother before falling asleep. "Love you to little Bro", Matt smiled then fell asleep. Tonight was a night of good dreams. "Goodnight", he whispered to the stars.
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"Wake up sons , wake up now," a strong voice whispered urgently insisting on waking up the sleeping princes. But for Takeru there was no need. He was already woken by the sounds of clashing metals, screaming women, and painful deaths.
" Grampa" Matt said groggily awakening from his sleep only to hide in the sheets again from the terrifying screams. "Shh", silenced the old king. His years of experience had not failed him. He knew his son and his sons wife were being murdered at the moment, but he needed to protect the most important people in the castle, his two grandsons. Even if it meant painful choices.
He quickly got the two boys dressed, slipping on their royal rings on each boys fingers, and rushed them through the secret passageway hidden beneath their beds.
The old king ran with the princes, only pausing once and a while to catch his breath, but still aware of the men witched still perused after them in hopes of claiming there lives. He paused at the end of his tunnel, the door, although the secret door needed a key, which was what everyone called a ring, but a sole key for the purposes of the royal family. He swiftly lifted Yamatto's hand to fit the ring in the desired position. The key worked and the door flung open. He rushed outside the door closing just as quickly as it opened. The soldiers must not find them , was all that was on the old kings mind . There was still a need to run.
He was being pulled away from the castle, from the only home he knew. He couldn't find Mommy or Daddy , but when he saw the castle burst into flames he knew the answer.
The crowed of soldiers were scattered around the castle trying to save their beloved king. The towns people were in complete kayos , running in every direction with there little possessions , screaming and crying in there panicked state . An every man for himself frenzy. prepared for such an attack, year of living in peace made most oblivious to the horrors of war.
In the large panic it was hard to see were one was going, maybe this is why none of the royal family saw the large man running towards them. Anyhow, not looking where he was going, T.k. became a victim as he was wickedly knocked on the ground .What was true was the kingdom was not noticed as the man continued his frantic run. He felt his small hand slip from his grandfathers. Gasping , he made attempt to stand only to be knocked down again by the same fear stricken towns people. Again this process repeated, only this time he didn't get up, the darkness claimed him first.
"T.k", screamed his Matt, his younger brother just turned invisible, here one second gone the next, lost in the running panicking towns people, trying to make there escape. He wanted his younger brother, and he wanted him now. But you can't get everything you want even if your a prince. However his grandfather would not stop , no matter how much he pleaded, struggled , begged or cried, even reminded the old king that they were leaving his younger brother. That still did not mean he gave up though. He still yelled out for his younger brother.
" Your cries are in vain, we lost him", said the older prince. The old king sadly comforted. The eldest prince , probably the only prince, thanks to his carelessness of losing his eldest grandsons younger brother.
"No I have not lost him" said the remaining prince, his voice strong and determined. He could only bring up a small smile, due to his limited supply of happiness. "One thing T.k's has taught me is how is it possible to true lose hope."
