Janemon Rain One Mixed Up Story :)

by LacrymosaRules

This is a Jane Eyre, Digimon and later on (probably if its allowed) Wolf's Rain crossover. It is my first attempt at a crossover fanfiction and my second attempt at writing a fanfiction in general, so constructive criticism is welcome. :) There are more characters than the ones mentioned.

11. Chapter 11

Janemon Rain. One Mixed Up Story.

(I DO NOT OWN Jane Eyre, Digimon or Wolf's Rain.) (I DO OWN My OCs: Cho, Ongaku, Kitsune and Okami )

Chapter 11 Travellers in an antique land.

That day which started terribly, but had a relatively happy ending happened six years ago. Since then Ongaku, Okami, Kitsune and I have been travelling together from town to town, through forests, deserts and blizzards following a very faint scent of other wolves which we picked up on the other side of the forest near our old home.

One day we came to this alley in a town where the scent grew very strong. I saw a white and green striped door. We went to the door. 'That's strange' said Kitsune. 'The scent stops at this door'. 'I wonder what's behind it?' said Okami curiously. Ongaku pushed past us impatiently, said 'Let's go' and opened the door.

We rushed through the door after him and gazed in wonder at the lofty mountain top where we suddenly found ourselves. 'Wow' said Ongaku softly in awe of the amazing view. He breathed deeply and his eyes shone with a quiet admiration. Kitsune looked lovingly at him and took his hand in hers.

I stared at the distant greenery and blooms of colourful flowers in amazement. Okami was standing with his mouth wide open as he looked at the scenery around him. 'We should start heading down this mountain if we want to make it to the wolf scent' I said to the others after the beauty had finally sank in.

The others looked at me and nodded. The four of us wolves ran down the mountain so fast that our feet barely touched the ground. Kitsune with her auburn coloured fur, a white tip at the end of her brush-like tail and bright, intelligent green eyes was running beside Ongaku. Ongaku's brown fur shone gold in the sunlight, his thoughtful brown eyes full of delight.

My jet black fur making me look like a shadow on the mountain, my brown eyes full of joy, I felt so free running down that mountain. Beside me was Okami his fur grey with a red, brown star on his back, his green eyes looking blue from the reflection of the blue sky were full of hope and determination.

We ran and we ran. We jumped, we slid, we bounded and we sprinted and even rolled down the steep sides of the mountain until eventually we reached the base. We were tired so we made our way to the nearest tree and went to sleep under it.

I woke up to the sweet sound of birds singing the next morning. I opened my eyes and woke up the others. The scent was stronger there than on the mountain. A little further ahead there was a large forest. We all agreed that our best option was to go through the forest if we wanted to reach the wolves we smelt.

We began strolling through the forest and came across a trail of tried wolf blood. Following the trail we pushed our way through these thick bushes and on the other side were a group of wolves, a girl wearing old fashioned clothes and a strange furry creature.