Sabrina: Kay, which one of us is taking credit for this one?
Everyone: Not me!
Sabrina: The rules state that if it cannot be decided, the blame automatically goes to Cosmo. Agreed?
ZP, Sabrina and Wolfsbane: Agreed!
Cosmo: Woof! Bark! Ruff! (A**holes! Meanies!)
Enjoy!
This is a one-shot fic. Pretty much…well you'll see what it's about. It's a narrative about the digi-destined but not with them in it.
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I hide in the shadows, silently helping those who need it. Correcting the mistakes I have made, one day hoping to become free.
I watch the destined ones, helping them through obstacles but making sure they get the training for the true battle they must fight. I help because I know it is my fault. I know that they would not be stuck in this nightmare had it not been for me.
Some take credit for it, while I was the one that did it. They take the credit to hide the fact I disappeared when the program disappeared. I was wiped out of existence in the human world. They know nothing of my triumphs and losses.
They know nothing of the horror I have created. The digi-destined, as they are called, are sent here by the program I created, the program that is out of control.
I must stop the program but I cannot, it is designed too much like myself. It has evolved to the point humans have, where it is hurting itself as a whole.
The digital monsters would have never come if it had not used me to advance the programming. I have failed myself as well as others.
They will come through they must. Until then, I will help them until I can get out of this hell that has been christened the "digital world."
Please, may my efforts to stop my horrid creation finally be realized. The digi-destined will be the ones to realize it.