Disclaimer ~ Me no own Digimon. Me do own this *ingenious* idea, tho'!
Heya! My very first fic! so proud Feel free to flame me to a crisp, I appreciate constructive criticism more, though. And yeah, I know I can't write very well... Erm, and do I care? No! **laughs evilly** I will torture you with my very bad writing! Muahahaha! had a tad too much sugar, can ya tell? Eep. Anywayz, I have very strange ideas in this fic (erm, I have very strange ideas in all the fics I write), please do not be offended by anything y'all might be offended by... whatever that may be... O ya, and this fic may get kinda gruesome as it wears on, but now, it's relatively harmless. teehee Follow the two R's of fanfics! Read & Review! shouldn't there be three R's? I'll hafta think about that... On with the show!
By the way... I use the Japanese names in this story for no apparent reason... (except I'm still using the Digidestined instead of the Chosen Children) Here's a guide! *grins*
Daisuke = Davis
Miyako = Yolei
Iori = Cody
Takeru = TK
Hikari = Kari
Taichi = Tai
Yamato = Matt
Jyou = Joe
Koushiro = Izzy
Mimi = Mimi (duh)
Sora = Sora (duh again)
Ken = Ken (guess...)
Digimon Kaiser = Digimon Emporer
Belial Vamdemon = MaloMyotismon
Pegasmon = Pegasusmon
Holsmon = Halsemon
Fladramon = Flamedramon
Tailmon = Gatomon
And I'll prob'ly be updating this whenever another digimon comes into play!
Turn Back Time
Prologue
Ken & Wormmon
The teenager sat bolt upright in bed, his raven-coloured hair tangled and his cerulean eyes wide in terror. He looked around frantically, searching for the creatures that had just been chasing him, but realised it had all been a horrific nightmare. Ichijouji Ken sighed and rubbed his temples, looking mournfully his small green counterpart situated beside him in the rumpled sheets.
"Wormmon," he muttered quietly. The small one acknowledged him. "I don't know if I'll ever be rid of these dreams. Why me? Why did they have to choose me?"
Even though the ordeal was over, even though all was set right, even though Malo-Myotismon had been defeated, he still felt guilty for all he had caused. He cried out in anguish, while the greenish creature patted his leg with a small purple appendage sympathetically. A slight breeze blew through the room, although the windows and door were closed tightly. Ken shivered, wrapping the sheets more tightly around him and clutching his small friend in his arms.
Aquarius
Far above, one watched in pity, and being the officious creature it was, it decided to meddle in affairs that were not its own business.
The winged creature, bathed in a holy aura of white light, closed its aqua-coloured eyes and whispered to itself, going over the options in its mind. Such inner turmoil this Ichijouji boy had faced. Was there a possible way of ridding him of his torment? The answer came to the being in a swift thought. The being was powerful enough to perform this one task, only once, and it was irreversible, but would it help? Perhaps... The creature mused to itself, and then made up its mind. Raising its hands to the sun, it opened its eyes again and whispered words of command, ordering the very forces of nature to rise up and obey him.
Ken & Wormmon
Ken stared as the breeze turned into a powerful gale that whipped in a spiral movement around his room. His small friend was sucked into the whirlpool of air as the colors began to blend into a single, unified white.
"Wormmon!" he cried, but he had no time to worry, because seconds later, his whole reality had dissolved, and the clock was moving backwards fast.
Ten Years Previous - Ken & Osamu
"Osamu!" The small toddler skipped happily next to his older brother. "Will you get me an ice cream?"
The older boy gazed down at his smaller sibling with tolerant disrespect. 'Why did Mom and Dad saddle me with my brother today?' he thought rebelliously. "No, Ken," he said out loud, "I will not. You eat too many sweets as it is." The small boy stopped and pouted, and as Osamu bent down to reconcile with Ken, he saw it: the car, swerving violently throughout traffic, pursued by a relentless police car with flashing lights. A lady near them screamed shrilly, and Osamu shoved his brother out of the way, wincing as -
Aquarius
It was here that the being above made its intervention. If, it reasoned, Osamu had not died, Ken would not have become so lonely as to go to the extremity of being the Digimon Kaiser. A flick of its pearly finger did the trick, and the car swerved yet again, narrowly avoiding Osamu and crashing into an abandoned fruit stand.
Belial Vamdemon
The dark creature grinned pitilessly. It had seen what the angel had done - divine intervention, the foolish being. It also knew that this boy, this... Osamu, was a harder boy than his brother, and therefore, once injected with a dark spore, would not stray so easily from the dark path as Ken had, so long ago... or was it so far into the future, now? It watched the boy, who stood inert. Osamu still had the illusion that he had died, but somehow it wasn't so. The creature had already inserted itself into the body of a host; a miserable man named Oikawa. A/N ~ Erm... spelling? I dunno.... It was but the work of a moment for his host's body to move up behind the boy, place a gentle hand on his neck.
"Young man, how are you?" The deep gravely voice emitted from Malo-Myotismon's host seemed to calm the boy, who looked up at the man.
"Fine, sir, thank you." The child's light voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious he was still in shock, not noticing the man's hand applying pressure on his neck. A black particle eased itself from the palm of the man's hand into the boy's soft flesh. It began to pulsate with negative energy almost immediately, and the man drew his hand away with a secret smile, as the young boy's eyes grew bland...
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Ooh! Ooh! How ya like? Ya, I know, pathetic, right? Short, too. That's just the prologue, though. It'll get longer. I *hope* it'll get better, too... you'll have to wait and see! *cackles*
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