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Character: Meiko

World: Tri

Notes:

A possible backstory to Meiko.

Chapter 32

Broken

Meiko sighed.

The events of the day rolled through her mind, refusing to pause and give her a chance to reflect.

"Why now?" she thought and took a deep breath. "Couldn't you have told me?"

Her gaze shifted on a old photo of her and meicoomon. It was a simpler time then. All that mattered was just having an adventure with her digimon. There were no evil, no monsters and no bullies that could stop them. The two felt like superman, ready to take on whoever dared face them.

She smiled and chuckled, attempting to hold the darkness at bay. Their time had been all fun and games until that day three years ago.

It had been a crisp monday among the sand dunes of Tattori. They weren't supposed to be awake at that time but, fate had other plans for them. The two had watched as MaloMyotismon was vanquished by Imperialdramon Paladin Mode. It was believed by all members there that peace had been attained.

They were dead wrong. Not even seconds after their victory did they turn against each other and unleashed their strongest digimon out on each other. She didn't remember much after that, except for grabbing hold of meicoomon as her vision slammed shut. Even with closed eyes, she could still hear the screams and smell the bloodshed around her. When she opened her eyes, she could add the deaths of her parents to the list of this slain.

Meiko took a deep breath, placing a hand on her cheeks to feel the tears coming down.

A year blissfully passed, with the chosen doing the best with what she had to make ends meet. Just as Meiko was about to lose hope and give up, fortune shined upon her. The chosen had been making her way home from a job, oblivious to the world. Meiko probably should have been paying attention to where she was going, but that would have resulted in a different fate. Maybe that was she bumped into the funny-looking man dressed in a cream white hooded cloak.

"Hello child." The man had greeted, holding his hand out for Meiko to get up. "It seems that you've lost someone."

Meiko pulled herself up and glanced towards the man.

"Yes." She answered and took a step back. "Uh… How did you know?"

The man only laughed.

"You have a digivice, right?" He continued as Meiko just stared at him. "It's a simple yes or no question."

Meiko cautiously fished the device out of her pocket and revealed it to the stranger.

"Interesting." The man whispered and cracked a smile. "You'll find you lost in Minato."

He then walked on, leaving Meiko to her own devices upon the cold sidewalk.

In that brief exchange, something clicked inside of her. For so long she had drifted, ready to fall apart into a million pieces. But now, the chosen had something to strive for upon this long road of life. And then things got interesting.

Meiko chuckled again.

It had been at least seventeen months since that meeting. In that time, she had somehow managed to raise enough money to reach her goal. All that was left, was for the chosen to leave her home one final time.

"That's everything, I think." She thought and stared at the boxes around her. At this point, she had reached the point of no return. But at the same time, the chosen couldn't pull this off on her own. "Now, I just need some help."

Meiko casually made her way over to the door and open it up, finding a dozen armed men with assault rifles pointed right at her.

"Now, now, it'll be alright." A voice explained, only for a young woman to walk up to her. She was dressed formally in a black suit dress with tan stockings and black high heels. The look was further complemented by short brown hair and a pair of golden eyes. Beside her, was a young man around the same age. He was dressed much less formal than the woman, deciding upon a faded greenish gray t-shirt with brown shorts and a pair of pink crocs, with a white labcoat over most of it. Finishing off his look, was a slightly spiky mess of black hair and a pair of auburn eyes. "We just wanted to ask you a couple of questions about your… partner."

"Why?" Meiko whispered, only for the armed guards to just leave. "Meicoomon hasn't done anything wrong…"

The man only sighs.

"That isn't it." The man explained and entered Meiko's apartment. "We wanted to ask you some questions about December 31st 2002."

It all came flowing back to her in one solid stream.

"No." she lied, unwilling to tell them the things she had seen through her closed eyes.

"So, what is with all the boxes?" The woman asked, suddenly

"I'm moving."

"Don't you have parents?" The man added, only for Meiko to shake her head.

"I'm going alone to Minato." Meiko answered as a smile formed on her face. For now, she would just have to push through it. "I just finished packing."

"Need any help packing?"

"Yes."

The woman glared at her partner, but helps nonetheless.

It took them a couple months, but they did it. Here she was in Minato, with things looking up for her.

Meiko sighed.

She hadn't planned on getting involved with the 'digidestined' or whatever they called themselves. But, the pink bimbo had managed to find her, ruining that plan entirety. Not that it really mattered at that point, since she had managed to accomplish her goal.

Meiko smiled.

For a few brief moments, everything seemed to be fitting into place once more. And yet, It only lasted a month. The mess began at the hot springs, which was mostly an attempt to bond with her and Meicoomon. Which went as well as one expected it to have. Following that, the pink bimbo roped her into some sort of hooters parody restaurant and used her as the sex toy of a mascot.

She punched the wall behind her.

There was no use reflecting on that mess right now. Mostly since that was the least of her problems. Just as she thought that the worst was over, it all came crashing down upon her. All it had taken was the kidnapping of her precious Meicoomon. If they had been faster, maybe then they could change fate. After, a few glimmers of hope seemed to remain within her. It was just enough to keep her going, making her wish for a miracle. A miracle was what Meiko got. But, not in the way she had expected. While the pink bimbo and her friend were able to get the champion digimon back, it was to be a short-lived reunion. Not even minutes after the rescue, did Meicoomon turn evil and kill the lion guy. Afterwards, the digimon then ran back into the place it was just rescued from.

Meiko was now back at square one. After spending so long to get to this point, she was shoved down once more. And now, here she was. Just a shallow and broken husk of the person she once was.

Meiko took a deep breath and stared towards the window, searching for the black cat that seemed to constantly elude her...