Hello! Long time, no rite, huh? Well dun worry, I've got a new chapter now. Well, I wont keep u waitin. Let the show begin!



Chapter Four: Friend or Foe?

By: PhoniexChild

"Oh, Dieu. J'rappher!" Chi cried.

"What?!" Davis asked, in surprised shocked.

"I dunno, but whatever she said it was French." T.K. said softly.



'She remembers. I wonder if that is going to hard the plan or not. Or possibly strengthen it.'

"Well?" a cruel voice spoke.

"She remembers." The unknown wonderer whispered, out of fear.

"Hmm." The fingers, of the bearer of the cruel voice, snapped.

The unknown wonderer gladly left the room. This unknown person had the features of a child.

Screams of prisoners and disobedient slaves echoed throughout the aged halls. The child slowly began to walk faster, until fast paced footfalls echoed into the darkness behind. The child finally reached a safe room, slamming the door open, the child rushed in with an escaped pant.

As the child slowly shut the door once more, thoughts began.

'She remembers. What will Master do now? Will she be killed or brought to this world? And what of those others? Master might not know about them, though I doubt that. These 'DigiDestined' seem resourceful, what will happen to them? And what about that Austin boy? Could he be used? Or not? This is too much to worry about. How…how could this all be stopped? If I contact that Genni…. Maybe he could help stop this. Though he wouldn't trust me, not at all. The girl, Takaishi, she is trusting or she wouldn't have touch the computer screen. She will believe me, or if not I know she'll try to help at the very least.'

The child sat down on the floor, processing all these thoughts. Then the child closed her eyes and concentrated, trying to reach Michiko Takaishi.

Wham! The door slammed open, a guard stood in the way. "Trying to plot against us?" he sneered.

The child just kept her eyes closed, seeming calm, but desperately hoping that Takaishi would answer.

The guard, now slightly pissed that the child didn't answer him, grabbed her roughly by an arm and began to drag her out of the room.

"To the dungeon with you, bitch."

'No! Not the dungeon!' though the child thought this she didn't speak it.

As the dungeon came into sight the heart of the child began to beat quickly and irregularly.

'Please, no!' the child began to pray to her god.



Kay that's all 4 now. Ill rite more soon (me promise!) n any1 who nos French real well n such please email me stuff bout it, please. And anythin bout the country that I probably need 2 no. thanks!! N remember @ least 1 review!

~ PhoniexChild~