Disclaimer: I could never dream to own digimon, only this plot is my own.
Every thing else is at your own discretion.
1 Light and Hope - Darkness and Despair
Light and hope are fickle things. No light can exist with out darkness, and no Hope can exist with out despair. For this reason they are never seen in large concentrations, how ever their very existence can bring forth the destruction of all. If there is no hope, there will be no despair. If there is no Light there is no darkness. That is my philosophy. This is my purpose. If hope and Light where thrown into the Void then there would be no pain. It would be perfect. For this reason I came to the digidestend, I hid myself among them, I became one of them. I have risked every thing for them, however now they will die.
If there is no courage there is no cowardice.
If there is no friendship then there will be no enemies.
If there is no sincerity then there will be no lies.
If there is no Reliability then there is no disappointment.
If there is no knowledge then there is no ignorance.
If there is no Love then there is no Hate.
If there is no Hope there is no despair.
If there is no Light there is no darkness.
For my plan to truly work they must be killed in a special order. If this is to work they must be captured in reverse. I leave you with these thoughts little one. Soon you will never have to hurt again.
A malevolent creature smirked from the shadows. The small arrow seemingly unimportant would be the beginning of the end. It would break reality and fate, and twist it to her will; it would be the angel of death in this world of no true end. The creature caressed the arrow before setting it to the invisible bow, the shadows hiding all but it's hands. Human hands. She let it fly to the group of innocent unsuspecting children. She hated having to hurt them but it was the only way. She watched it closely. She had aimed for the child of reliability. She growled, of all the luck! He had kneeled to tie his shoe, leaving the child of light right in it's way! She quickly changed the arrow to being of of sickness not death. The intangible arrow struck the girl down, her body moving with the force and sprawling out on the ground like a rag doll being thrown or a puppet with broken strings. She laughed darkly. She would get what she wanted in the end. She always did! In a swirl of darkest pitch, as cold as ice, she disappeared.
End of the prologue, please review I would greatly appreciate it.
1 Light and Hope - Darkness and Despair
Light and hope are fickle things. No light can exist with out darkness, and no Hope can exist with out despair. For this reason they are never seen in large concentrations, how ever their very existence can bring forth the destruction of all. If there is no hope, there will be no despair. If there is no Light there is no darkness. That is my philosophy. This is my purpose. If hope and Light where thrown into the Void then there would be no pain. It would be perfect. For this reason I came to the digidestend, I hid myself among them, I became one of them. I have risked every thing for them, however now they will die.
If there is no courage there is no cowardice.
If there is no friendship then there will be no enemies.
If there is no sincerity then there will be no lies.
If there is no Reliability then there is no disappointment.
If there is no knowledge then there is no ignorance.
If there is no Love then there is no Hate.
If there is no Hope there is no despair.
If there is no Light there is no darkness.
For my plan to truly work they must be killed in a special order. If this is to work they must be captured in reverse. I leave you with these thoughts little one. Soon you will never have to hurt again.
A malevolent creature smirked from the shadows. The small arrow seemingly unimportant would be the beginning of the end. It would break reality and fate, and twist it to her will; it would be the angel of death in this world of no true end. The creature caressed the arrow before setting it to the invisible bow, the shadows hiding all but it's hands. Human hands. She let it fly to the group of innocent unsuspecting children. She hated having to hurt them but it was the only way. She watched it closely. She had aimed for the child of reliability. She growled, of all the luck! He had kneeled to tie his shoe, leaving the child of light right in it's way! She quickly changed the arrow to being of of sickness not death. The intangible arrow struck the girl down, her body moving with the force and sprawling out on the ground like a rag doll being thrown or a puppet with broken strings. She laughed darkly. She would get what she wanted in the end. She always did! In a swirl of darkest pitch, as cold as ice, she disappeared.
End of the prologue, please review I would greatly appreciate it.
