I don't own Digimon. K? If you think I do, go fuck yourself in a hand basket, cuz you are wrong.

I am Titancybermon, and I decided to start little by little to rebuild "The Legacy of the Phoenix", this is the same story. Just the very beginning, that isn't on this site. These are the beginnings of the characters you will soon be meeting in the Legacy of the Phoenix. This one specifically may be quite disturbing to some. But please, if you like this, Read "The Legacy of the Phoenix". I will not continue without your reviews helping me through this. Thank you J

The Party



"Why don't you want to go to the party ,Rena?", her mother asked, narrowing her eyes furiously at her young daughter.



"I just-can't. Okay! Don't ask me any more questions because I cant answer them!" Rena snapped back at her mother

Rena stormed away when suddenly she felt the brisk-harsh-feeling of her mother's palm sending her to the ground. Rena now had tears in her eyes. "why is she doing this to me!", she thought. Her eyes were red with fury and pain. She could now see her mother standing over her body, breathing heavily as if Rena had slapped her.

Rena's mother spoke to her as if she would get a needle jolted into her flesh at every word she spoke. She finally found strength to confront her daughter. "Rena!", she managed to shout. " I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you will NEVER…EVER defy me like that again!" she glared at her daughter. "Or you will find yourself in a similar predicament."

Her mother stormed off, but Rena remained on the ground in her living room, managing not to cry anymore. If she cried, she would be giving her mother the sheer satisfaction of being powerful over her 9 year old. "How could she do this to me!" Rena thought as her fury rumbled within her flesh. "How could she come over her and slap ME for what HE had done! She is such a rambunctious old hag."

Rena continued to glare at her mother with the security that her thoughts were kept within inside the realms of her mind. But she was very wrong. Rena's mother sharply turned her head in disgust of her daughter's words. She marched over to her when Rena snarled like an animal and joisted an old ash tray from the living room table to the ground in front of her mother defiantly. It was like she had some animal within her right now, possessing her to do these things. Normally Rena would never do such a thing to anybody, no matter what the circumstances, but this outburst was far beyond THAT side of Rena.

Suddenly Rena "awoke" in a sense, and she had no idea why her mother was so angry at her right now. Last thing she remembered was that she had stormed off. "Hmm, why would mother want to break that old ashtray…" she thought to herself.

Now her mother was above her once more and Rena decided not to make any effort to get away. She thought the matter of not going to the party had been settled. "She must be trying to get around me", she said quietly to herself.

Rena didn't think so now, as her mother turned her on her back and raised her hand furiously…

Rena glared at the ceiling at her uncles party, infuriated at the transparent reason that made it right for her mother to spank her when she did nothing wrong. Now she wished she had just gone to the party without confrontation. Not that it mattered anyway now. She had been forced to go anyway as a "way of showing a mothers authority over her child.", as her mother had put it. She didn't care anymore and instead gave a light growl as she watched her mother flirting with some cabana boy in the living room while everyone danced joyfully at the party.

Rena gave an alarmed look in her expression. "MY UNCLE!!", she remembered. She quickly moved from her chair and tugged her mother away from her Latin friend and begged with tears in her eyes. "MOTHER! PLLEASE, GET ME OUT OF HERE!" she desperately bellowed, her knees on the floor.

Rena's mom grunted with little compassion and sneered at her young daughter, still not knowing why her daughter was being so difficult. "Rena, mommy is a little busy right now. We will go home as soon as we wish your uncle a happy 40th birthday. Okay?"

Rena had no choice but to nod weakly.

"Okay. Good girl!" she smiled.

"Look, you have some little friends to play with over their, sweetheart!", she yelled with fake enthusiasm, pointing to several infants one of the open bedrooms, one regurgitating all over his Poo Bear bib, and the other two viciously fighting over a large teething ring. Rena looked up at her mother to realize if she was serious or seriously drunk, but her mother seemed to have gone back into the crowd. Her friend with her.

Rena sighed and began to grab a magazine of sports illustrated, lying in front of the infants bedroom and began reading it upside down. "Hmm, till she tells him happy birthday…well, it could be worse. She could want to wait until she manages to get her friend interested in her…" She gagged.

She found herself continuing to read the magazine, wondering if she would be able to hang upside down too when she grew up when a deep and grown voice caused her to drop the magazine beneath her.

The voice took her breathe away. It was her uncle.

He didn't seem like a vicious man. Just a regular chap. Fairly handsome (Or at least for being 40 anyway). Very tall and muscular, with a slight gray tinge to his hair. He stared at Rena, admiring her.

"I bet you cant wait to get to the 4th grade." he smiled weakly "I'm sure a lot of boys will sure be interested in you. You are a very pretty girl ,Rena."

Rena still could not manage to breathe correctly, she remained to tremble at every word he said. Every movement he would make would make her feel uneasy.

"I just said you are a very pretty young woman, Rena." he continued to smile, his enthusiasm fading.

He was right. Rena was very pretty. His shimmering red hair and those piercing green eyes. She seemed unreal, and not many little girls looked as beautiful as her at the point in her age. She was much taller than most girls in her age group.

"Why don't you come with me, Rena.", giving up on her speaking to him. "I have a present."

"You had a present last time I saw you too." Rena said beneath her breathe. Tears were forming in her eyes. Although she refused to let them out…

"Lets go to my bedroom to see it." He grinned, as if trying to excite Rena. It was not working.

He grabbed her arm and Rena wanted to scream. He was holding her gently. Not like common filth with other intentions would do. She still wanted to scream though. She would never cry, but she would scream. She swore she would scream.

She didn't.

He continued to walk her through the long hall to his bedroom without being noticed by the people dancing away in his living room. Rena now tried to yell for help, but all that came out was a kind of squeal, her uncle began to think she was excited.

He was so gentle to her on his way to the bedroom. She almost wanted to believe that there was nothing to fear about him. She was very, very wrong.

As soon as they entered the bedroom, the door flung shut. Rena was frightened. Nobody could hear the door slam thanks to the loud music in the living room. She tried to escape, but her uncle stopped her, with an evil grin in those now forsaken eyes.

He clutched her tightly and flung her onto his grand, king size bed. She was scared for her life. All she could do was hold on tightly to her Bambi blouse, but she soon lost that privilege when her uncle ferociously tore it off of her body. He flung it to the side and pinned Rena to his bed.

All that was between him and her was her bright pink underpants, but even that could not protect her anymore. It was pulled off her mid section by her uncle as he unzipped his pants to pull some body part foreign to Rena. It was a long stick it seemed like to her. He thrusted it into her instinctually. She yelled with all of her might.

She cried 'NO!' with all of her might, but he would not stop. She scratched at her chest, but it would not work. He seemed to be getting pleasure out of whatever he was doing to her and Rena had never felt so violated and alone in her life. She tried to struggle, but nevertheless, she was unsuccessful. She felt fluid all over her face and body now.



She was now able to cry ,and so she did. She could now remember, that he had done this to her once before. At another party. She must have totally blocked it from her brain when he did his repeat performance now.

Her face and body was totally damp with his bodily fluids now. He had seemed to stop degrading her now. She couldn't look at him anymore. But even so she doubted she ever stop screaming the whole time.

Yet, he didn't care, she thought to herself with tears gushing from her eyes. She could hear the doorknob to her uncles bedroom turning. But he seemed to want to do whatever he was doing to her again when her mother barged through the door.

"Anthony, c'mon, you're missing the-------"

She was never able to complete her sentence. She had now seen why Rena did not want to go to the party.