DISCLAIMER: i do not own Digimon, the series is copyrighted to it's respectful owners, i do however
own Loki, Allistair, Ray, Piper, all other OC's in this fic are Copyright to their owners, enjoy the
fic.
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Loki wondered through the tall wet, weeds and various other plants. The day dragged on. And the
sky was grey the general scence was gloomy and deserted. Loki was trying to find a grave her
Grandfather had shown her when she was a little girl, the grave of the father she never new.
As a baby, her father was brutally murdered by a young man named Allistair. Allistair was
insane no other way to describe him. Shortly after her father's murder Allistair disappeared.
Loki wanted to give her father some kind of respect for sixteen years of her life, she had
felt incomplete, she needed to know atleast his name.
She scanned the grave yard, they're were various head stones layed about everywhere. One
caught her eye, it was large and of an Angel, the angel was leaning over a man, there was an
inscription on the statue, "He Who Sins Will Always Be Forgiven". She read the name, Allistair
nothing else just Allistair, so here was where he had gone to, he let himself escape.
"You bastard"...Loki whispered as she shook her head. She placed a small, black rose on his grave
"May you get what you deserve in Hades" she murmered to the statue.
Loki turned to face the one person she trusted, Ray. He had black cropped hair with a shock of
red on his left hand side, icey blue eyes, and was a general goth. She hugged him lovingly, which wasn't
so normal for her to do.
"Ray.., i wish i had known him" she sighed, he nodded "I know Loki..". He paused and gazed around
for a moment. "Listen, your sister, Piper is waiting for us..." he began to walk, "Loki...you commin'?"
"Huh, you go ahead i'll be there soon" she answered, he nodded and sighed., and continued with his
walking.
Ray disappeared from view. "Loki...." hissed a voice whispering like a phantom. Loki shivered
and glanced around frantically trying to find the source of the voice. "I see you..." it laughed.
She found the source of the voice, it was a young man, standing behind Allistair's head stone.
he had his hair in curtains, parted down the center it was whispy and messy,
his hair was silver, and he had lifeless
dark green eyes. "Allistair...." whispered Loki, she was scared, terrified even. He was dead..it was
impossible, but he was indeed, standing there, laughing at her.......
"Hades calls for you bitch" Allistair lashed out at her....
own Loki, Allistair, Ray, Piper, all other OC's in this fic are Copyright to their owners, enjoy the
fic.
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Loki wondered through the tall wet, weeds and various other plants. The day dragged on. And the
sky was grey the general scence was gloomy and deserted. Loki was trying to find a grave her
Grandfather had shown her when she was a little girl, the grave of the father she never new.
As a baby, her father was brutally murdered by a young man named Allistair. Allistair was
insane no other way to describe him. Shortly after her father's murder Allistair disappeared.
Loki wanted to give her father some kind of respect for sixteen years of her life, she had
felt incomplete, she needed to know atleast his name.
She scanned the grave yard, they're were various head stones layed about everywhere. One
caught her eye, it was large and of an Angel, the angel was leaning over a man, there was an
inscription on the statue, "He Who Sins Will Always Be Forgiven". She read the name, Allistair
nothing else just Allistair, so here was where he had gone to, he let himself escape.
"You bastard"...Loki whispered as she shook her head. She placed a small, black rose on his grave
"May you get what you deserve in Hades" she murmered to the statue.
Loki turned to face the one person she trusted, Ray. He had black cropped hair with a shock of
red on his left hand side, icey blue eyes, and was a general goth. She hugged him lovingly, which wasn't
so normal for her to do.
"Ray.., i wish i had known him" she sighed, he nodded "I know Loki..". He paused and gazed around
for a moment. "Listen, your sister, Piper is waiting for us..." he began to walk, "Loki...you commin'?"
"Huh, you go ahead i'll be there soon" she answered, he nodded and sighed., and continued with his
walking.
Ray disappeared from view. "Loki...." hissed a voice whispering like a phantom. Loki shivered
and glanced around frantically trying to find the source of the voice. "I see you..." it laughed.
She found the source of the voice, it was a young man, standing behind Allistair's head stone.
he had his hair in curtains, parted down the center it was whispy and messy,
his hair was silver, and he had lifeless
dark green eyes. "Allistair...." whispered Loki, she was scared, terrified even. He was dead..it was
impossible, but he was indeed, standing there, laughing at her.......
"Hades calls for you bitch" Allistair lashed out at her....