A/N: O.K. Right after this chapter begins the last parts so I decided that this would be a friendship fic between Michael & cloned Sora.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon so no suing.
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THE SORA FILES- PART EIGHTEEN
~Sora's P.O.V.~
I consider myself pretty brave. I've been through hell & back practically. I've been attacked & almost drowned but there is one thing that I fear. Myself. I have an attack. Normal humans don't. When I get mad I can use it & it destroys. I used it on someone who is a clone like me. Better make that was a clone like me. I killed him because he had sent his ultimate Digimon, SkullGreymon, after us. I once destroyed a whole island's power supply. I also found out one thing. I'm the clone of a girl who I just found out existed three weeks ago. When I found out, I wanted to cry but I didn't. It doesn't help to cry. I have nobody's shoulder to cry on. No mother. No father. Not even a brother. The real me's mother lives on Earth but she wouldn't accept a clone of her daughter. My father was a Digimon who the Digidestined destroyed. No one to turn to. I wipe my face & look down at my pink glove. It's damp. I'm crying? Well, there's a first time for everything. As I try to wipe my tears away, I realize that I'm sobbing. All of a sudden I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, Sora.... what's wrong?" Michael asks as he sits down next to me.
"I'm a clone. You know, the things that are created to take over worlds & stuff?" I sob.
"Yeah but you don't do that. You actually help save it."
"Yeah but-"
"No buts! You're not evil! You're good! Now are you hungry?" I look up to see a little bowl of soup. I nod & take a sip. Then I put the bowl down & gave Michael a tight hug.
"Oh, thanks Mike! You're the best!" I exclaimed happily. After about two minutes a complaint came.
"Sora? I do like this & all but can you please stop hugging me so tightly? I'm starting to lose oxygen. Man, I feel lightheaded." Michaal complained. I let go.
"Oh sorry."
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Well how was that? Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon so no suing.
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THE SORA FILES- PART EIGHTEEN
~Sora's P.O.V.~
I consider myself pretty brave. I've been through hell & back practically. I've been attacked & almost drowned but there is one thing that I fear. Myself. I have an attack. Normal humans don't. When I get mad I can use it & it destroys. I used it on someone who is a clone like me. Better make that was a clone like me. I killed him because he had sent his ultimate Digimon, SkullGreymon, after us. I once destroyed a whole island's power supply. I also found out one thing. I'm the clone of a girl who I just found out existed three weeks ago. When I found out, I wanted to cry but I didn't. It doesn't help to cry. I have nobody's shoulder to cry on. No mother. No father. Not even a brother. The real me's mother lives on Earth but she wouldn't accept a clone of her daughter. My father was a Digimon who the Digidestined destroyed. No one to turn to. I wipe my face & look down at my pink glove. It's damp. I'm crying? Well, there's a first time for everything. As I try to wipe my tears away, I realize that I'm sobbing. All of a sudden I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, Sora.... what's wrong?" Michael asks as he sits down next to me.
"I'm a clone. You know, the things that are created to take over worlds & stuff?" I sob.
"Yeah but you don't do that. You actually help save it."
"Yeah but-"
"No buts! You're not evil! You're good! Now are you hungry?" I look up to see a little bowl of soup. I nod & take a sip. Then I put the bowl down & gave Michael a tight hug.
"Oh, thanks Mike! You're the best!" I exclaimed happily. After about two minutes a complaint came.
"Sora? I do like this & all but can you please stop hugging me so tightly? I'm starting to lose oxygen. Man, I feel lightheaded." Michaal complained. I let go.
"Oh sorry."
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Well how was that? Please R&R!