Wow, third chapter! ^^ I had the sudden inspiration to update. Yup yup...and I've decided on the direction with this. As you've noticed, so far I've only been introducing characters. So the next couple of chapters are going to be introductions to the characters. Three down...three or four to go. I'm still deciding if I want to have Kouichi or not. Maybe...maybe not...should I? Remember, review when you're finished. ^^
Disclaimer: Yes, Digimon Frontier is mines to own if I wished for it with my handy dandy genie. Unfortunately, I don't have a handy dandy genie, so it's not....;.;
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Things haven't been very good for him. Ever since he was a small kid, things had been tough. In a world like this, when honest people worked hard to just get by everything they do have to count. It doesn't matter if they did everything to their best, they get what the greedy master thinks they earned. It has been this way ever since way before he was born. All he ever knew was the hardship of life. His mother died giving birth to him. His father tried his best to give him a good living and his brother is always on his case. His only good memory was sitting around their small table, sharing a dinner with his father and brother without fighting or arguing, but real conversations.
Unfortunately, it didn't happen often. He was around five when the land grew cold and winter reign. Things became harder for his small family then. They were captured, liked the rest of the town and put into hard labor. The kids were taken into the castle to become servants and everyone else was forced to work outside in the freezing cold. Then going home to a house full of other people that were cold as hell with barely any food. It wasn't long before everyone died. Some got sick from the cold. Some got hurt and died. Some worked themselves to death. A slow and painful death came to most of the towns' occupants. Only their children, was left to a fate that was much more worst, were able to remained alive.
For as the last three years, Tomoki has been pushed around, yelled at, whipped and forced to work. At the small age of eight, he already endured more pain than most. The only thing that kept him alive was the promise he made to his father and brother before this all happened. They had made him promise never to give up and to never let life get the best of him. They told him that before they revealed the family secret. His father had decided to tell him about it when he had realized what was going to happen. His brother had made him promise never show anyone his secret nor tell anyone. Every chance he got, Tomoki spent his time practicing. He was practicing developing his powers.
His father told him that his family was gifted with magical powers that enables them to see long distances and through walls. It's a strange power but useful at times. He would lie in the dusty, small, smelly room on his back looking up at the roof. He would concentrate for hours before he could see through the ceiling above him. That was when he first started developing his powers. It was hard because so much noise occupied the room. Other kid slaves were sharing the room with him. Most usually cried themselves to sleep or would talk to each other for comfort. Now he just looks up and escapes into a certain state of mind before he can see meters above him. At times, he would see through a room of someone changing without meaning to. That usually makes him lose his concentration. Years of practicing and endurance enabled him to see about a hundred meters in any directions, either through wall or not.
Every night, he would practice, pushing himself further than the night before. He would do that until he drifts off into an uneasy sleep. Dreams of death, horror and fear would come to him. He never had a good nights sleep in so very long.
DING, DING, DING!!
The sound of the bell woke him up. Tomoki got up quickly, not waking to disobey when the day had just started. The other kids in the room were getting up quickly too. Their stomach grumbling as they all ran up stairs and started their daily chores. Tomoki followed them, feeling still tried. Today he had to scrub the whole fourth floor. Of all the chores he had been forced to do, this was his favor it one. It was because the fourth floor barely had anyone. An occasional guard or two would come to see if he was doing his work or just to patrol the area. It was a quiet floor where he can think or take breaks whenever he wanted too. Most of all, it allowed him to look up into the tower with ease, where he would see a boy, a couple years older than him chained to the wall.
The boy always look so lonely and sad but he always had that hope that kept him going. Tomoki noticed that every time he looked. He would go through in his mind almost everyday of a plan of how he can get the prince out of there. He is always thinking up new ways for them to all escape. That includes all the kids and the prince. Most kids already gave up hope and just did as they were told but there were some who still rebelled. Those were the ones who he can trust with this. Not all think that it's a good idea though but no matter what, he is going to try. The hope that he sees in the prince eyes gives him hope. And the fear that seeps into his eye when the Silver Queen goes to visit him was what keeps him going the most. It's the fear that they all felt but with the fear comes a sort of rebellion that makes him want to go through with it. Just a bit longer and he will complete his planning. It's almost flawless with the help of a certain friend.
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What do you think? ^^ Review please? What'd you like? What didn't you like?
Disclaimer: Yes, Digimon Frontier is mines to own if I wished for it with my handy dandy genie. Unfortunately, I don't have a handy dandy genie, so it's not....;.;
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Things haven't been very good for him. Ever since he was a small kid, things had been tough. In a world like this, when honest people worked hard to just get by everything they do have to count. It doesn't matter if they did everything to their best, they get what the greedy master thinks they earned. It has been this way ever since way before he was born. All he ever knew was the hardship of life. His mother died giving birth to him. His father tried his best to give him a good living and his brother is always on his case. His only good memory was sitting around their small table, sharing a dinner with his father and brother without fighting or arguing, but real conversations.
Unfortunately, it didn't happen often. He was around five when the land grew cold and winter reign. Things became harder for his small family then. They were captured, liked the rest of the town and put into hard labor. The kids were taken into the castle to become servants and everyone else was forced to work outside in the freezing cold. Then going home to a house full of other people that were cold as hell with barely any food. It wasn't long before everyone died. Some got sick from the cold. Some got hurt and died. Some worked themselves to death. A slow and painful death came to most of the towns' occupants. Only their children, was left to a fate that was much more worst, were able to remained alive.
For as the last three years, Tomoki has been pushed around, yelled at, whipped and forced to work. At the small age of eight, he already endured more pain than most. The only thing that kept him alive was the promise he made to his father and brother before this all happened. They had made him promise never to give up and to never let life get the best of him. They told him that before they revealed the family secret. His father had decided to tell him about it when he had realized what was going to happen. His brother had made him promise never show anyone his secret nor tell anyone. Every chance he got, Tomoki spent his time practicing. He was practicing developing his powers.
His father told him that his family was gifted with magical powers that enables them to see long distances and through walls. It's a strange power but useful at times. He would lie in the dusty, small, smelly room on his back looking up at the roof. He would concentrate for hours before he could see through the ceiling above him. That was when he first started developing his powers. It was hard because so much noise occupied the room. Other kid slaves were sharing the room with him. Most usually cried themselves to sleep or would talk to each other for comfort. Now he just looks up and escapes into a certain state of mind before he can see meters above him. At times, he would see through a room of someone changing without meaning to. That usually makes him lose his concentration. Years of practicing and endurance enabled him to see about a hundred meters in any directions, either through wall or not.
Every night, he would practice, pushing himself further than the night before. He would do that until he drifts off into an uneasy sleep. Dreams of death, horror and fear would come to him. He never had a good nights sleep in so very long.
DING, DING, DING!!
The sound of the bell woke him up. Tomoki got up quickly, not waking to disobey when the day had just started. The other kids in the room were getting up quickly too. Their stomach grumbling as they all ran up stairs and started their daily chores. Tomoki followed them, feeling still tried. Today he had to scrub the whole fourth floor. Of all the chores he had been forced to do, this was his favor it one. It was because the fourth floor barely had anyone. An occasional guard or two would come to see if he was doing his work or just to patrol the area. It was a quiet floor where he can think or take breaks whenever he wanted too. Most of all, it allowed him to look up into the tower with ease, where he would see a boy, a couple years older than him chained to the wall.
The boy always look so lonely and sad but he always had that hope that kept him going. Tomoki noticed that every time he looked. He would go through in his mind almost everyday of a plan of how he can get the prince out of there. He is always thinking up new ways for them to all escape. That includes all the kids and the prince. Most kids already gave up hope and just did as they were told but there were some who still rebelled. Those were the ones who he can trust with this. Not all think that it's a good idea though but no matter what, he is going to try. The hope that he sees in the prince eyes gives him hope. And the fear that seeps into his eye when the Silver Queen goes to visit him was what keeps him going the most. It's the fear that they all felt but with the fear comes a sort of rebellion that makes him want to go through with it. Just a bit longer and he will complete his planning. It's almost flawless with the help of a certain friend.
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What do you think? ^^ Review please? What'd you like? What didn't you like?