This is really short but it is only a prologue. R&R but please no flames!

1990, Somewhere in Scotland A small girl in her young childhood sits on a green lawn drawing on papers spread all around her. She has long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.
Her mother comes outside picks up the child, pausing to whisper something to the girl. The woman carries her out of sight. The papers left behind flutter in a gentle breeze and lift from the ground.

Disclamer: I do not own Digimon or any of the creatures except Dapplemon and Stallionmon. They are of my creation. I all so own the characters in this Fanfic and the idea.