V.E.R. I know I said I would wait until I get four reviews but three is close enough. I just want to say thank you to all of my reviewers and sorry for the delay but my Internet was down so I couldn't update sooner. If you don't like the plot and want to change it then I will gladly do it and make Renamon change into something else. But of course I have to like the plot you made. If everybody wants to make the plot different then I will pick the one I like the best.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon if you are wondering. And I'm not going to be a writer when I grow up –which is never- so HAHAHAHA.
Changing spirit
JChapter 2J
Her data was being ripped and changed with the end never in sight. She couldn't see herself change for the blinding light that surrounded her and the creature sitting on the rock below. The light was transparent and shimmered with the lunar glow. Then the never ending path slowed and the data stopped. The shimmering glow of the moon dimmed slowly as a battery runs down and slows until it completely stops. But the woman below the glow was getting brighter and brighter until the sun itself was dim in comparison. She from the tree squinted looking below. But her eyes failed her and she could only see the suns rays reflecting on the moon. She put her paw above her eyes, not giving up on seeing the creature who put her in this state and for she wanted to see if she was lying when she will ask her a question.
"Listen and listen well," The voice was the same but it wasn't from below. No. It was coming in front of her. "For you will have a rocky journey and I'm amused by you and hope you make it so we may see each other again."
"Wait," Yelled from the tree. "Before you tell me anything I want you to tell me something."
"I shall always answer a clever and simple question. But before you question me. Open your daring eyes.
She opened them. Before her the world was black except for the sparkling woman in front of her. She got up from her crouch took in every detail in front of her.
"You stand up as if you are proud of everything you've done in your quest to be strong. You think you're wise to do the same mistake. The wise are those who choose to observe and learn from achievements and mistakes made by themselves and others."
"But you said yourself that I'm daring. And I dare to stand up and be counted. Dare to use my talents. Push myself to become the confident, expressive person I want to be." Replied in the tree.
In front of her the woman laughed a cheerful laugh.
"Now ask your question." She said cheerfully.
"What's your name?"
She laughed again.
"My name is Nereid. You most go for the spirits are calling you and you must not be late." Nereid smiled warmly.
Her data started to reconfigure once again and flying to the sea above.
"And please do remember. Dream, Hope, Truth, Confidence… Little things make the mighty world."
Her data was transported to another world. This world she has been to, she dreamed about since she had first seen it. It was the 'real' world, which her tamer had come from. Which she slowly and gradually loved. One thing was wrong. She was a Digimon and Digimon would dedigivolve and go back to the digital world. Unless by any chance she had changed and became different and she could adapt to the world.
Her data was settling again and she knew she has just landed on Earth. She opened her eyes slowly. Taking her surroundings slowly. She was in a park. This park was unfamiliar to her. She clenched her fingers tightly to her palm. Something was different about her paw. She looked down at her hands. They had five fingers on them, not three. Panicky she looked at her legs, they were not hers, and they were human legs. She looked all she could around herself.
She wore dark flare blue jeans with black boots. She wore a dark jean jacket with a white tank top under it. She wore long gloves. They were purple and showed her fingers. Her hair was waist length and blonde with a white hair band. By the looks of herself, she was about seven-teen.
"What on the Digital world am I doing here as a human?" Whispered Renamon.
Then what Nereid said echoed into her ear. "Dream, Hope, Truth, Confidence… Little things make the mighty world."
'Hopefully I'm in Japan and get a ride to Rika' Renamon thought. 'Hopefully'
Authors Note: The plot has officially begun. Once again thank you to all of my reviews because you inspire me to write and also people who write fanfics. They teach me to become better. I'm leaving with a quote that I LOVE and probably won't be in this fic so here it goes.
"What determines friendship? Something intangible, that won't be defined. Something inside clicks. Something in our soul responds like a flower opening to the sun friendship is a mystery"