Chapter 8

~Normal~

The three moons of the Digital World shone their gentle dim lights on the beautiful landscape below. Everyone and everything is sleeping, peacefully. Everything was quiet.

Suddenly there were ruffling amongst the bushes. Seconds later a blue feminine and mysterious figure emerged from it. She could've been described as beautiful, except the pair of cold and evil eyes. She bent down a bit and then jumped up to a window.

"Crash!" The glass was at the mercy of her. Quietly she crept in and stopped at a sleeping girl on the bed.

"Finally, you will get what you deserve." She snarled.

~Zoe's POV~

I heard rustling beside me, so I opened my eyes. To my surprise, there was no one there. Feeling a bit scared and alert, I got out of my bed. As I touch the ground, I felt a searing pain shot up my leg. Bearing the pain, I walked a few steps around the room, trying to find out the source of the noise.

Suddenly a hand shot from behind me, covering my mouth. I tried to scream, but it was muffled. I struggled very hard, but I could not get free, everything around me becomes black. I waved my hands wildly around, to only find myself trapped in a very large bag of some sort.

"There's no way of escaping," said a very cold voice. " Might as well sit back and enjoy the ride dear."

I froze. Is that Ranamon?

~Normal, again~

It was morning again, when the blue creature called Ranamon arrived at her master's lair. Smirking triumphly, she stepped through the gateway and into the dark kingdom within.

She walked into the Great Chamber of Darkness where her master waited for her return.

"I have brought the girl here," she said.

"You have done well," her master nodded in satisfactory. "Perhaps you are worth my time and energy."

"I told you I was way better than those others you put me with in the past." Ranamon boasted.

"I am well aware of that," her master, who go by the name of Cherubimon seemed to be quite annoyed by her cockiness.

"Of course," She was smart enough to retreat in time. She stepped back and pulled off the string she used to seal the opening of the bag. Then the canvas fell down and reveals a scared yet angry girl.

"You will go now," the master commanded Ranamon. And she obeyed. Then he turned his attention back to his victim.

"Ah, Zoe Orimotto." Cherubimon mused, looking at her. "I've been expecting you."

The girl however, did not return the "politeness"

"What do you want Cherubimon?" she narrowed her eyes.

"I would watch your mouth if I were you Warrior of Wind," Cherubimon snarled. "After all, you will become one of us."

"Why do you want me?" she demanded.

"Why?" Cherubimon Laughed. "Don't you know? Beside Koichi you're the only one Koji cares about more than anything in the world. With you in my commands, the spirits of Light and Darkness will soon be mine!"

Her eyes were soft. "Really? I never knew he liked me more than a friend."

"Yes, once you become my servant you'll help me control the others, and I shall rule the Digital World."

"Never!" She cried, her eyes suddenly full of flames. "I will never let you!"

"Oh really?" he mocked. "Perhaps you will after I demonstrate to you." He got up and spread out his arm. She looked around nervously.

"What are you going to do to me?" she demanded.

"You will find out, won't you?" was his reply.

Dark aura begin to surround her

Slowly the essences of evil begin to affect her clear mind. But clearly it wasn't going as well, because an almost disappointed looks casted on Cherubimon's face.

"So, your mind is stronger than I thought. No matter, you shall become my servant all the same."

The darkness grew more, and suddenly her resistance was no longer, for no normal human being could fight off darkness that strong.

"Now you shall be the one with the darkness," Cherubimon's hypnotizing voice ringed.

She struggled for some more, but was unsuccessful. Her head jerked up, and the once innocent and free girl was long, in place was a puppet of darkness. The emerald eyes were now filled with black pool of shadow, empty, dull and lifeless.

Her violet coloured D-Tector floated up in the air. Slowly the essence also begins to affect it, as the spirits inside was now filled with darkness. Then gray lights begin to surround her as the spirits of the dark wind corrupted her.

"Arise Jet Silphymon," Cherubimon laughed. "My Warrior of Wind."