*blinks(tiredly), falls asleep*(yt6gbvgbvhnbn) *jumps back up* OW!!!!!
*rubs head* sorry, im just REALLY tired. I saw Star Wars this morning @
midnite n had 2 still had 2 go 2 school. So 4give me. Thank God 4 soda
*drinks cola soda* heh heh, did I mention dat cola soda makes me hyper?
Anywayz! We r in da double digits. Look ~ 11!! N no u aint drunk, its
eleven.
DISCLAIMER: okay, think bout dis ~ if I owned Digimon, would I rite fanfiction about it?
Love, Hate, Pain, War
Chapter Eleven: A Little Brown Box
By: Hopeful Writer n PhoniexChild
Dis Chapter By: PhoniexChild
Takeru swore as the natives came rushing towards him and his companions.
"Run!" Iori cried out as he grabbed Hikari's hand and dragged her in the opposing way.
Takeru grabbed for his gun, but a native kicked it away.
"Oh, shit." Takeru muttered as the man dove at him. He sidestepped him and then jetted out of there.
Hikari let Iori lead her out of the Others' headquarters. There were loud shouts and screams as the villagers seemed to turn on each other. Takeru came running up, panting.
"What was that?!" he demanded.
Hikari just simply shrugged. Why this was happening, she didn't know.
"I thought your brother was gonna help us." Iori looked up at Hikari, betrayal in his young eyes.
"So did I." She whispered.
"Hikari," Takeru now sounded sympathetic, he gently touched her arms, "I'll ask again and you must answer."
Hikari nodded.
"What's in that box?"
"It-It's a chip."
"A chip?" Iori echoed.
"Explain."
"Well, it's a chip. I'm not entirely sure of what it does, but I know it can control weapons."
"How?"
"Not sure. Though I've seen it work. It will control a gun, grenade, or even a bomb."
"What!?" both Takeru and Iori shouted in shocked and horror.
The group still was in the forest that they had been in the day before. What were they doing? Waiting for a chance to rescue the little brown box. Still Takeru couldn't believe what Hikari had said about the box. The chip, actually. The box was tiny, so that would mean that the chip would be tiny as well. How could something that small be so powerful? And what would happen if they couldn't get it back?
So sorry. I got riter's block rite b4 the last few sentences. HW, make urs better d'en mine, please.
*blares Star Wars theme*
Cya!
PhoniexChild
P.S. ~ 'ello all! sorry I didn't get dis up sooner. I rote it yesterday(5- 16-02), but didn't have time 2 get it posted. Hey who saw 'Friends' yesterday? N guess what!! My cat my kittens!! Little tiny kittys!!!!!
DISCLAIMER: okay, think bout dis ~ if I owned Digimon, would I rite fanfiction about it?
Love, Hate, Pain, War
Chapter Eleven: A Little Brown Box
By: Hopeful Writer n PhoniexChild
Dis Chapter By: PhoniexChild
Takeru swore as the natives came rushing towards him and his companions.
"Run!" Iori cried out as he grabbed Hikari's hand and dragged her in the opposing way.
Takeru grabbed for his gun, but a native kicked it away.
"Oh, shit." Takeru muttered as the man dove at him. He sidestepped him and then jetted out of there.
Hikari let Iori lead her out of the Others' headquarters. There were loud shouts and screams as the villagers seemed to turn on each other. Takeru came running up, panting.
"What was that?!" he demanded.
Hikari just simply shrugged. Why this was happening, she didn't know.
"I thought your brother was gonna help us." Iori looked up at Hikari, betrayal in his young eyes.
"So did I." She whispered.
"Hikari," Takeru now sounded sympathetic, he gently touched her arms, "I'll ask again and you must answer."
Hikari nodded.
"What's in that box?"
"It-It's a chip."
"A chip?" Iori echoed.
"Explain."
"Well, it's a chip. I'm not entirely sure of what it does, but I know it can control weapons."
"How?"
"Not sure. Though I've seen it work. It will control a gun, grenade, or even a bomb."
"What!?" both Takeru and Iori shouted in shocked and horror.
The group still was in the forest that they had been in the day before. What were they doing? Waiting for a chance to rescue the little brown box. Still Takeru couldn't believe what Hikari had said about the box. The chip, actually. The box was tiny, so that would mean that the chip would be tiny as well. How could something that small be so powerful? And what would happen if they couldn't get it back?
So sorry. I got riter's block rite b4 the last few sentences. HW, make urs better d'en mine, please.
*blares Star Wars theme*
Cya!
PhoniexChild
P.S. ~ 'ello all! sorry I didn't get dis up sooner. I rote it yesterday(5- 16-02), but didn't have time 2 get it posted. Hey who saw 'Friends' yesterday? N guess what!! My cat my kittens!! Little tiny kittys!!!!!
