I don't own digimon.
Character: Megumi
Universe: Data Squad
Series: Unknown
Notes: Been a while since I've done one of these.
Chapter 19
Drawing of Lines
Megumi sighed.
The former agent wasn't sure how Miki lost her orange handbag at the park or why she had to go get it, but here she was.
"Better than sitting around and doing nothing." Megumi thought, arriving at the far outskirts of the park and suddenly felt a sharp twinge of pain. "It'll be alright, it'll be alright."
Megumi casually continued her way into the park, a cold breeze blowing down upon her. Strangely, this didn't seem off putting to her at all, comforting Megumi along the journey. With each step, the bright and cheery world around her began to change, leaving only a ruined shell of the park. She preferred it that way. Every time she came here, a feeling of nostalgia and dread came over her, some mystical force attempting to remind her of something she couldn't remember.
The center of the park quickly came into view, the handbag sitting right in the middle of the wretched place. She never really enjoyed this place, having many unsuccessful stakeouts within the area. Add in the countless times of stray digimon using this place as their personal stomping grounds, the sheer sight of this public place made Megumi slightly noxious. On an interesting note, digi-eggs seemed to litter the place, none of which containing any digimon the former agent had faced before.
She picked the handbag up, not all noticing her digivice burst fall into the bag. Megumi only picked the bag up and headed back towards the entrance of the park. As she headed back towards the outskirts of the area, the cold wind began to blow harder. In a way, it reminded her of all the obstacles "she" had faced.
"So long park." Megumi whispered, everything beginning to click inside her head. The former agent then pulled a piece of paper out, scribbling something down on it. After, she shoved it into the bag. "For the future."
Megumi then walked away, a smile frozen on her face...