Disclaimer: Well, I said it before, I'll say it again. I don't own Digimon.
What do I own? Very little, in fact, but you can be sure that what I do own
doesn't show up in this fic. Actually, the idea of this fic is mine, so
please don't steal it. Unless, of course, you get permission first. But
even so, I would rather like to read it before you post it anywhere, so...
On with the story!
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I slowly opened my eyes. I could feel something prodding at me, and when I looked up, I backed away. It was a tall women I had never seen before, and she was frowning at me. Although, I do admit, she was an attractive lady; she had the kind of features someone like me could only wish for. Her hair was red and long, and she had deep brown eyes with long lashes.
"So, this is the girl? That one girl Larzalere couldn't live without?" Her voice was cold and sarcastic. "Really, I don't know what he sees in you. You aren't even half as pretty as I am." She tossed back her hair in one of those "Oh, I am SO much better than you" gestures, then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up. "Come on, His Royal Pain-in-the-butt wants to see you."
I tried to resist at first, but gave up when I realized that I was no match for her. She was a lot stronger than I was. She half dragged me through the many halls of the mansion until we reached a small room, I think the dining room. The man I had met earlier, I could only assume he was Larzalere, turned to face me.
"Ah, my dear Hikari. Have you considered my offer anymore?" He grinned.
"I still won't agree to it." I said defiantly, although inside I was a nervous wreck.
Larzalere looked at me and smiled. "I admire your bravery, Hikari, but I know that eventually, you will learn that life here would not be so bad. You see, time here has no meaning."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"Well, you see, if you were to stay here, time would have no effect on you. You would not age, unless you were to wish for it. You could be younger, older, whatever you wanted. I have the power to control it. And I think that you would be much better with me if you were a little older..."
He raised his hands, and his fingers glowed. I felt very strange as whatever he was doing to me was taking effect. Immediately I noticed that my hair was a whole lot longer, and my clothes seemed to be tighter on me.
"Well, that won't do at all." He said, raising his hands again. Instantly, I was wearing a long, pink gown with white, elbow-length gloves. I got to admit, he had good taste in clothing.
"What did you do!" I yelled.
He smiled. "Dear Hikari, there is no need to shout. I have aged you, in your Earth years, to around 20. And I have the power to provide for you anything else you may desire. Other fancy clothes, flowers, a soft bed..."
"What about freedom?" I asked. "Or my friends! Or my right age!"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot about your friends." He said thoughtfully.
"Where are they! What did you do with them! Why can't I see them!"
"Do they really matter that much to you? They really didn't put up much of a fight for you. I don't know why you would want friends like that."
"Please let me see them." I wanted to cry, or hit him. One of the two. I was feeling upset, angry, and violated.
He took a good long look at me, before saying, "Will you or will you not be my wife."
"No! I mean it, I won't marry you!" I was so sick of him asking me that.
"Well, Hikari, here's the deal. You agree to stay with me forever, and your friends live. If you say no, I will take your friends one by one and KILL THEM IN FRONT OF YOU!" He was very angry now, and I could tell I was in trouble. "Alma! Go get one of the prisoners!"
The lady who brought me here, Alma, had been standing in the back of the room the whole time, clearly bored by our conversation. She was startled when addressed to, and she stood up straight and asked, "Any particular one?"
Larzalere looked me straight in the eye, considering it for a moment. "I know the perfect one. Why don't you bring me the one called Takeru, we'll start with him."
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Wow, what's going to happen??? Can you guess? How will they get out of THIS crisis! Well, you just got to keep on reading, silly! And if the next chapter's not up yet, you can write to me at redwallfan101@yahoo.com and ask me all sorts of questions, although I'm not giving away any secrets about the plot! You could ask me about Ben's history, or the world of Larzalere and Alma, or even about the mysterious Unev! Go on, there's all sorts of things to discover!
I slowly opened my eyes. I could feel something prodding at me, and when I looked up, I backed away. It was a tall women I had never seen before, and she was frowning at me. Although, I do admit, she was an attractive lady; she had the kind of features someone like me could only wish for. Her hair was red and long, and she had deep brown eyes with long lashes.
"So, this is the girl? That one girl Larzalere couldn't live without?" Her voice was cold and sarcastic. "Really, I don't know what he sees in you. You aren't even half as pretty as I am." She tossed back her hair in one of those "Oh, I am SO much better than you" gestures, then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up. "Come on, His Royal Pain-in-the-butt wants to see you."
I tried to resist at first, but gave up when I realized that I was no match for her. She was a lot stronger than I was. She half dragged me through the many halls of the mansion until we reached a small room, I think the dining room. The man I had met earlier, I could only assume he was Larzalere, turned to face me.
"Ah, my dear Hikari. Have you considered my offer anymore?" He grinned.
"I still won't agree to it." I said defiantly, although inside I was a nervous wreck.
Larzalere looked at me and smiled. "I admire your bravery, Hikari, but I know that eventually, you will learn that life here would not be so bad. You see, time here has no meaning."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"Well, you see, if you were to stay here, time would have no effect on you. You would not age, unless you were to wish for it. You could be younger, older, whatever you wanted. I have the power to control it. And I think that you would be much better with me if you were a little older..."
He raised his hands, and his fingers glowed. I felt very strange as whatever he was doing to me was taking effect. Immediately I noticed that my hair was a whole lot longer, and my clothes seemed to be tighter on me.
"Well, that won't do at all." He said, raising his hands again. Instantly, I was wearing a long, pink gown with white, elbow-length gloves. I got to admit, he had good taste in clothing.
"What did you do!" I yelled.
He smiled. "Dear Hikari, there is no need to shout. I have aged you, in your Earth years, to around 20. And I have the power to provide for you anything else you may desire. Other fancy clothes, flowers, a soft bed..."
"What about freedom?" I asked. "Or my friends! Or my right age!"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot about your friends." He said thoughtfully.
"Where are they! What did you do with them! Why can't I see them!"
"Do they really matter that much to you? They really didn't put up much of a fight for you. I don't know why you would want friends like that."
"Please let me see them." I wanted to cry, or hit him. One of the two. I was feeling upset, angry, and violated.
He took a good long look at me, before saying, "Will you or will you not be my wife."
"No! I mean it, I won't marry you!" I was so sick of him asking me that.
"Well, Hikari, here's the deal. You agree to stay with me forever, and your friends live. If you say no, I will take your friends one by one and KILL THEM IN FRONT OF YOU!" He was very angry now, and I could tell I was in trouble. "Alma! Go get one of the prisoners!"
The lady who brought me here, Alma, had been standing in the back of the room the whole time, clearly bored by our conversation. She was startled when addressed to, and she stood up straight and asked, "Any particular one?"
Larzalere looked me straight in the eye, considering it for a moment. "I know the perfect one. Why don't you bring me the one called Takeru, we'll start with him."
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Wow, what's going to happen??? Can you guess? How will they get out of THIS crisis! Well, you just got to keep on reading, silly! And if the next chapter's not up yet, you can write to me at redwallfan101@yahoo.com and ask me all sorts of questions, although I'm not giving away any secrets about the plot! You could ask me about Ben's history, or the world of Larzalere and Alma, or even about the mysterious Unev! Go on, there's all sorts of things to discover!