Author's Notes: This is just a short prologue/teaser for a future story, Circle Game. Do not consider it your usual, run of the mill, kids-of-the-Digidestined story. This is gonna be... twisted. Like I know any other way.
I'm sticking completely with original names and attacks. So, Davis = Daisuke, while Veemon = V-mon. Oh, by the bye, Daisuke is pronounced, "Die-skay," not "Die-soo-kay" as I keep on hearing. Sorry, I'm anal about that. *sheepish grin*
You'll also notice only one character has a first name that isn't Japanese. It's on purpose, and you'll find out why fairly quick. I don't even know if you'll figure out which one doesn't have a Japanese name. And all the names mean something significant for the character, so, if you really want to brainstorm about everyone, try finding out what each name means. ;)
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Prologue: Hi, My Name Is...
It is said that in every life a little rain must fall. Sometimes, the rain is light, barely causing the person it touches to shiver. But more times than not, when it rains, it pours.
And when you are a Chosen Child, it hits like a typhoon.
We used to be normal. Emphasis on the used to be part. Well, I guess you could say that none of us were ever the typical "normal" that supposedly exists. Except for me, anyway. Kinda, sorta. Suffice to say, we were as normal as kids our age got.
We all knew each other... kinda. Through either just growing up or being related. Or just through our parents, who we found out weren't quite normal themselves. But we'll get into that later.
You still with me? Good. Oh, I suppose I should tell you who I am, shouldn't I? Sorry about that. Heh. I want to be a writer, but I guess I have a lot to learn, huh? Like, you know, why I shouldn't be putting "but" and "and" in the beginning of sentences. Um, I'm rambling now. That's bad. Sorry again.
My name's Tenshi. Tenshi Takaishi. But that's really not important, actually. You see, I'm not going to be telling this story. I just decided to give it an introduction. Every good story has an prologue, right? Well, here's this story's.
This whole crazy mess began because of Leala, you should know. Leala, and her dumb need to be tougher than nails, yet feminine at the same time. Leala, for the record, is nuts.
Oh, and that's Leala Motomiya, if you were wondering.
As I was saying, Leala started this. Her, those damned goggles her dad gave her, and that crazy thing that popped out of Yukio's laptop. You're probably wondering who Yukio is now. Don't worry, you'll find out about him soon enough.
Really, we're probably the most unlikely team. Bunch of ragtags, that's us. I didn't notice what our link was in the beginning. And we are linked, and it's not by just seeing digimon, but by wants. Wants so strong, and so sincere that they shine as brilliantly as stars, and called our elements to us.
Our wants. You should know them. It'll help you understand us. Or at least, be prepared.
Leala Motomiya, she wants to be considered pretty, while still managing to clean everyone's clock on the soccer field.
Kiseki Ichijouji, she just wants to be normal.
Yukio Izumi, he wants to get out from under his father's shadow.
Kiyoshi Ishida, she wants to be heard.
Hiro Yagami, he wants to believe in himself as much as he says he does.
Seiko Natsuko, he wants a family.
Nori Watase, he wants whatever she wants.
Nariko Watase, she wants whatever he wants.
And what do I, Tenshi Takaishi, want? I want a lot of things. I want to be a writer, I want to live up to my parents' great expectations.
But most of all, I want to protect those I care for.
And, uh, I really wouldn't mind living through this ordeal, if it's
at all possible.
