HER EYES -By Dark fire angel

Author notes: I admit this story may seem weird as in… the actually theme and characters it concentrates around. I have no idea if anyone has ever even done stories that concentrate around these particular characters, taking into account people usually write about the Digidestined, and not the Digimon themselves.

This story touches the past we are only lightly informed of in the series "Digimon adventure" It'll fill in the gaps (the way I personally think they should be filled XD I do not own this series, so hey, it's all my point of view) of the past. Why am I doing this, you ask? Meh, I really like Gatomon, Myotismon and Wizardmon, so hey, go away XD; I wanted to write some sort of story for them. There won't be any sort of real romance, but it may be touched… in some ways other than that, or slightly implied within thoughts. If that offends you ; do not continue. bows I present to you the prologue, from Myotismon's point of view, yes, it's short, but it's a prologue, yoh XB

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters; I am merely using them for my own entertainment, and (hopefully) yours.


From the first time I laid my gaze on her, those eyes of hers mesmerized me, for several reasons, in fact. They seemed to hold a spark of something within them... hope? Dreams to be fulfilled? I wasn't sure, nor cared either, all that mattered was that those eyes haunted me. Even when I walked the dark corridors of the gloomy castle, even when she wasn't there. I could feel the weight of her gaze upon me, painful and heavy like a wall of bricks.

You must realize that for something as trivial as this to bother someone like mewas truly irritating. There was not muchto care for, and not much in my life to actually look forth to other than power and darkness. Yet those eyes of hers, even since that first day, they followed me wherever I went; haunting me, regarding me with hate, yet tinged with compassion, hope, dreams and willpower.

The hate I could handle; it' wassomething I hadbeen surroundedby since as far as my mind stretches to remember, however, compassion was not something I was used to. I'm not used to it now either, nor will I ever. Ironic if you think about it... why would any creature feel compassion for me? I do not seek comfort, nor the light compassion brings, for it burns me to the soul and hurts. It is much easier to turn towards the darkness and allow it to devour my surroundings pleasantly.

That hope and those dreams reflected within her deep blue eyes made me cringe inside; no matter how many times I lashed and hit her, no matter how many times I harmed and hurt her till she bleed, no matter how many scars... that haunting gaze would never leave me, nor did that hope leave her eyes either.

Confused, you ask? Hardly. Annoyed? Immensely.

There was something there within her gaze I couldn't quite figure out, and even from the first day I knew those eyes would turn against him. I knew they'd be the start of my doom, yet still I fought to keep that from happening. I tried to keep those eyes at bay... to make them sad, to make them shed tears, to terrify them, to see the darkness reflected within them, so that I could look into them and smile. Yet every time... I failed. Instead of achieving this, and although they hardened slightly, the spark and the ghastly hope merelyseemed to grow. She may have been scared, but then again, so was I.

No, I wasn't scared of her physically... she was weak. Everyone was weak that way; there wasn't anyone I couldn't have easily destroyed with just a wave of my hand. It was something else... something that kept me from destroying her even though I knew she was a treat. Who would've thought such a little creature could've been a threat to one such as I?

I had always hoped she wouldn't do as my instincts predicted she would, yet when she did, I was still unable to destroy her completely; and those eyes haunted me with even further force. As I held her at an arm's length and her ears dropped against her head in sadness, there was still strength within her blue depths, and she regarded me harshly. That was someone no one else had ever done... no one to this date other than her has dared look me in the eye, and yet, she got away from it.

Even when the day came and she finally drove that arrow of light through my heart, I didn't want to believe; I refused to believe those eyes had betrayed me. The only eyes that had dared look up at him and narrow... the only eyes that had ever dared challenge me.

It wasn't her arrow that destroyed me; it was her haunting sapphire gaze. It was those eyes of hers that brought me back and gave me strength; the wish to see them shed those tears and see them drown in darkness... see her light devoured y my darkness.


Note: There we go, prologue all done as always, reviews make writers.. .happy and willing to write fast D: Toodles!