The Saga of Good: Epilogue
A/N: This the end folks, (All the readers: NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!) Sorry, but good things have to come to an end sometime, and this is it. I would like to thank: Ken's Luver, evil little person, Another World, ?????, XxDaLoveSoveReignxX, klyukaizer, and everyone else for reviewing. I'm going to take a break from writing, but early in June, I hope you read my surprise fic, I also hope that you look at my other Digimon fics, even though they're not Ken-related, they're really good it's called "The Fifth Guardian" series, and that's the actual title of the first story. Please review, and also I'm going to not do the 25 years later because I think it sucked, and was a horrible way to end a good thing.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: FINALLY! A VACATION!!!
Wormmon: YIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEE!!!
*both are dancing around*
heath 999: Don't get too excited, remember, you have to come back and help me with my surprise fic!
Ken: What's it going to be about?
heath 999: It's a surprise to all my readers, and you muses, I'm not telling anyone, oh yeah, if you drop by Ken's Luver place, tell her I might borrow Sam and the Digimon Emperor for the fic.
Ken: Okay.
heath 999: Well, have fun!
Ken: BYE!! Have fun on your vacation!
Ken and Wormmon: *leave to see the world for two weeks*
heath 999: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!! Peace and quiet for two weeks, and I get to eat all the candy I want without hiding it!
*goes to her new hidden stash*
heath 999: CRAP!!! HE FOUND AND ATE ALL OF IT ALREADY?!
...
heath 999: He's good. Oh well, I have two weeks to restock and then eat all the candy I want, please review. Also, do please at least try my other digimon fics, they're really good, and see you in June!
~*~
I walk slowly through the digital world, a short distance away the other digidestined setting up for a picnic.
I look over to the dark spore children, all happily playing with their digimon father away, but still part of the group.
I smile, who knew that a year ago, they wanted to be exactly like me...
now,
now they're following their own dreams, and trying to live their own lives.
And they're happy.
I see a kindness and gentleness to them when they handle their digimon, the same that I had so long ago...
and now have again after so many long years of darkness.
My parents care and love for me, even though I'll never be the genius that I was before, as the Digimon Emperor...
and I'm happy about that.
The dark spore children have the support from their families.
It took a lot of convincing to their parents, especially trying to avoid the consequences of them being the genius that families dream about, but at the end, they gave in, realizing that their children disappearing without a trace twice was enough to convince them allowing them to just be themselves is enough, instead of losing them permanently.
It's strange how losing things so precious to you makes you rethink about how you're treating them...
I smile at how happy we all were when the last parent was convinced.
Without the pressure, and their belief that they have to be like me to make their dreams come true...
they won't have to battle the darkness like I did.
The pains in the back of my neck have stopped, for what I hope is permanently.
The threat of the dark spore is no more.
"Ken?" Wormmon's quiet voice breaks into my thoughts.
I glance at him; we have changed so much over the past year...
he no longer cowers when I lose my temper; in fact, he soothes me and nuzzles me for moral support whenever I do so.
In exchange, I give the most kindness that a boy can give to his partner.
I very gently scoop him up in my arms, "thank you," I whisper, choking up with happiness.
He doesn't ask what I mean, he already knows as he gently nuzzles me.
He was the only support I had during the long days just after the end of my reign as the Digimon Emperor, and I will never forget that.
A butterfly flies by, and I wonder for a moment if it's Oikawa.
He's changed my life in so many ways...
it's ironic if you think about it, since he's the one who manipulated me and used me for the dark spore.
At the end, he turned out to be a decent person, only manipulated like I was.
That's why I'm trying the best way I can to be like he was, trying to do good things, after Malomyotismon left his body.
I no longer have any regrets about wishing for Sam to die...
people can make mistakes, it's how you correct them is the important thing.
That was Oikawa's biggest lesson to me in his death,
too bad it had to end like that for him.
"Ken!" Yolei shouts to get my attention, "the picnics ready!"
I turn and wave, showing her that I heard and am coming in a few minutes.
I turn around again; looking over the cliff that over a year ago showed a meadow filled with my dark creations, now clean and pristine, no signs of my former past anywhere.
I smile, gently rubbing Wormmon's head, a year ago today everything has changed back to it's normal self.
I slowly start walking back to the picnic sight, where my former enemies and allies, and now friends wait for me.
Yes, many things can change in a short time...
and I'm glad that they did.
I remember the day that Sam died, how I thought that I would never make it through such a tragedy...
now,
now I'm finally at peace,
and I have many tomorrows ahead.
The Beginning...
~*~
A/N: So sue me if it's corny, writers block hit me at the second page. See you all in June, and please review.
A/N: This the end folks, (All the readers: NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!) Sorry, but good things have to come to an end sometime, and this is it. I would like to thank: Ken's Luver, evil little person, Another World, ?????, XxDaLoveSoveReignxX, klyukaizer, and everyone else for reviewing. I'm going to take a break from writing, but early in June, I hope you read my surprise fic, I also hope that you look at my other Digimon fics, even though they're not Ken-related, they're really good it's called "The Fifth Guardian" series, and that's the actual title of the first story. Please review, and also I'm going to not do the 25 years later because I think it sucked, and was a horrible way to end a good thing.
~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: FINALLY! A VACATION!!!
Wormmon: YIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEE!!!
*both are dancing around*
heath 999: Don't get too excited, remember, you have to come back and help me with my surprise fic!
Ken: What's it going to be about?
heath 999: It's a surprise to all my readers, and you muses, I'm not telling anyone, oh yeah, if you drop by Ken's Luver place, tell her I might borrow Sam and the Digimon Emperor for the fic.
Ken: Okay.
heath 999: Well, have fun!
Ken: BYE!! Have fun on your vacation!
Ken and Wormmon: *leave to see the world for two weeks*
heath 999: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!! Peace and quiet for two weeks, and I get to eat all the candy I want without hiding it!
*goes to her new hidden stash*
heath 999: CRAP!!! HE FOUND AND ATE ALL OF IT ALREADY?!
...
heath 999: He's good. Oh well, I have two weeks to restock and then eat all the candy I want, please review. Also, do please at least try my other digimon fics, they're really good, and see you in June!
~*~
I walk slowly through the digital world, a short distance away the other digidestined setting up for a picnic.
I look over to the dark spore children, all happily playing with their digimon father away, but still part of the group.
I smile, who knew that a year ago, they wanted to be exactly like me...
now,
now they're following their own dreams, and trying to live their own lives.
And they're happy.
I see a kindness and gentleness to them when they handle their digimon, the same that I had so long ago...
and now have again after so many long years of darkness.
My parents care and love for me, even though I'll never be the genius that I was before, as the Digimon Emperor...
and I'm happy about that.
The dark spore children have the support from their families.
It took a lot of convincing to their parents, especially trying to avoid the consequences of them being the genius that families dream about, but at the end, they gave in, realizing that their children disappearing without a trace twice was enough to convince them allowing them to just be themselves is enough, instead of losing them permanently.
It's strange how losing things so precious to you makes you rethink about how you're treating them...
I smile at how happy we all were when the last parent was convinced.
Without the pressure, and their belief that they have to be like me to make their dreams come true...
they won't have to battle the darkness like I did.
The pains in the back of my neck have stopped, for what I hope is permanently.
The threat of the dark spore is no more.
"Ken?" Wormmon's quiet voice breaks into my thoughts.
I glance at him; we have changed so much over the past year...
he no longer cowers when I lose my temper; in fact, he soothes me and nuzzles me for moral support whenever I do so.
In exchange, I give the most kindness that a boy can give to his partner.
I very gently scoop him up in my arms, "thank you," I whisper, choking up with happiness.
He doesn't ask what I mean, he already knows as he gently nuzzles me.
He was the only support I had during the long days just after the end of my reign as the Digimon Emperor, and I will never forget that.
A butterfly flies by, and I wonder for a moment if it's Oikawa.
He's changed my life in so many ways...
it's ironic if you think about it, since he's the one who manipulated me and used me for the dark spore.
At the end, he turned out to be a decent person, only manipulated like I was.
That's why I'm trying the best way I can to be like he was, trying to do good things, after Malomyotismon left his body.
I no longer have any regrets about wishing for Sam to die...
people can make mistakes, it's how you correct them is the important thing.
That was Oikawa's biggest lesson to me in his death,
too bad it had to end like that for him.
"Ken!" Yolei shouts to get my attention, "the picnics ready!"
I turn and wave, showing her that I heard and am coming in a few minutes.
I turn around again; looking over the cliff that over a year ago showed a meadow filled with my dark creations, now clean and pristine, no signs of my former past anywhere.
I smile, gently rubbing Wormmon's head, a year ago today everything has changed back to it's normal self.
I slowly start walking back to the picnic sight, where my former enemies and allies, and now friends wait for me.
Yes, many things can change in a short time...
and I'm glad that they did.
I remember the day that Sam died, how I thought that I would never make it through such a tragedy...
now,
now I'm finally at peace,
and I have many tomorrows ahead.
The Beginning...
~*~
A/N: So sue me if it's corny, writers block hit me at the second page. See you all in June, and please review.