1 A wish awry
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but I do own the story, and virtually all the characters. You'll see what it has to do with Digimon.
Summary: A kid learns the hard way that it isn't always a good idea to be vague in a wish…
Prologue
"HEY NERD!!!! THINK FAST!!!!!"
He turned around to be greeted by a knee-crushing blow.
"AAUUUGGGHH!!!!!!!!"
"You are a loser, Zeke."
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR, TYLER?"
"For being a nerd."
Tyler, who was your typical jock stereotype, walked off like he had done humanity a favor. Zeke stood up, only to learn that his knee hurt badly if he moved it. Zeke's glasses fell as he cringed in pain. They hit the ground, and the lenses fell out. He learned to use plastic lenses the first time Tyler pounded him, for the lenses shattered then, cutting his eyes, and permanently damaging his eyes. It was the last day he'd have to wear them if Tyler hadn't punched him in the face. Worse still, Tyler's family refuses to pay for it, and their lawyer got them out of it. Zeke placed the lenses back into the frame, and brushed his red hair aside. He then took his vitamins out and swallowed them. He was born incapable of getting vitamins out of food. Unlike most, though, his was very severe. He missed one dose, and he could die the next day. In hours, he'd notice the ill effects. Due to this, his muscles and bones couldn't develop EVER. His father abused him for his frailty, and his mother had to work very hard to support him and give him treatment for his condition. Zeke had one hope, however impossible, that helped him to go on. He dreamed that he'd become a Digimon, like on the show. Now, most people want to have a Digimon partner, but he wanted to be a Digimon. He figured that if he did become one, he couldn't have his health problems, due to the data requiring MAJOR corruption for anything that could be remotely harmful. He also figured that Digimon couldn't exactly get out of shape. He thought he wouldn't mind which Digimon he'd become. He'd even accept Numemon.
"Uh-oh, it's getting late."
Zeke went as fast as he could to his home, but with his knee in extreme pain, and his poor health, it took him awhile. When he got home, his mother was still at work. He took his last dose of vitamins for the day, and went to his room. He looked out the window, hoping beyond hope that he'd see the first star of the night. Being in a city, this was next to impossible. He watched for what seemed like hours, when he saw it. There in the sky, was a star. It was glowing bright enough to outshine the lights of the city.
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight," Zeke said, actually praying it would work, "I wish to become a Digimon."
Zeke watched for a shooting star, for his mother told him at a young age that if your wish was heard and granted, a shooting star will be visible from where you are. He was disappointed when he saw no other heavenly objects in the sky, and went to bed. As he slumbered, he was unaware that a shooting star dashed across the sky, and that it was clearly visible from his window…
R&R. You never figured that a Digimon like me could write this, did you? It gets better.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but I do own the story, and virtually all the characters. You'll see what it has to do with Digimon.
Summary: A kid learns the hard way that it isn't always a good idea to be vague in a wish…
Prologue
"HEY NERD!!!! THINK FAST!!!!!"
He turned around to be greeted by a knee-crushing blow.
"AAUUUGGGHH!!!!!!!!"
"You are a loser, Zeke."
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR, TYLER?"
"For being a nerd."
Tyler, who was your typical jock stereotype, walked off like he had done humanity a favor. Zeke stood up, only to learn that his knee hurt badly if he moved it. Zeke's glasses fell as he cringed in pain. They hit the ground, and the lenses fell out. He learned to use plastic lenses the first time Tyler pounded him, for the lenses shattered then, cutting his eyes, and permanently damaging his eyes. It was the last day he'd have to wear them if Tyler hadn't punched him in the face. Worse still, Tyler's family refuses to pay for it, and their lawyer got them out of it. Zeke placed the lenses back into the frame, and brushed his red hair aside. He then took his vitamins out and swallowed them. He was born incapable of getting vitamins out of food. Unlike most, though, his was very severe. He missed one dose, and he could die the next day. In hours, he'd notice the ill effects. Due to this, his muscles and bones couldn't develop EVER. His father abused him for his frailty, and his mother had to work very hard to support him and give him treatment for his condition. Zeke had one hope, however impossible, that helped him to go on. He dreamed that he'd become a Digimon, like on the show. Now, most people want to have a Digimon partner, but he wanted to be a Digimon. He figured that if he did become one, he couldn't have his health problems, due to the data requiring MAJOR corruption for anything that could be remotely harmful. He also figured that Digimon couldn't exactly get out of shape. He thought he wouldn't mind which Digimon he'd become. He'd even accept Numemon.
"Uh-oh, it's getting late."
Zeke went as fast as he could to his home, but with his knee in extreme pain, and his poor health, it took him awhile. When he got home, his mother was still at work. He took his last dose of vitamins for the day, and went to his room. He looked out the window, hoping beyond hope that he'd see the first star of the night. Being in a city, this was next to impossible. He watched for what seemed like hours, when he saw it. There in the sky, was a star. It was glowing bright enough to outshine the lights of the city.
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight," Zeke said, actually praying it would work, "I wish to become a Digimon."
Zeke watched for a shooting star, for his mother told him at a young age that if your wish was heard and granted, a shooting star will be visible from where you are. He was disappointed when he saw no other heavenly objects in the sky, and went to bed. As he slumbered, he was unaware that a shooting star dashed across the sky, and that it was clearly visible from his window…
R&R. You never figured that a Digimon like me could write this, did you? It gets better.