I worte this story using characters, names places and ideas from a roleplay I am part of and all things included within this story are copy writed, either by me or their original creators, so you can not use any of them without permission. The story is actually the 'second season' of an on going story. The first season story was written by my friend, Angel of Hope and Miraclesand is called 'Digimon: Extreme' in case you want to read it.
I apologise for this really short chapter, but its just to introduce another character and move the story along. The next chapter will be longer, I promise... Actually a lot longer than this one, but anyway, here it is.
Digimon: Everlasting War
The warrior of light returns
"Ouch; that hurt." A Caucasian boy opened his eyes groggily; looking up at a pale blue sky, decorated with wispy white clouds. He sat up, rubbed his eyes then looked ahead of him where a building was standing. For a moment he wandered why no one had even stopped to think why a boy would be lying in the middle of a path outside what looked like a restaurant, but after he got past this concept he stood, and very cautiously approached. Rubbing his throbbing head as he walked, he pushed through the wooden doors that reminded him of the ones he had seen in old westerns, tavern doors, and peered inside.
It was, indeed a restaurant. He looked around slightly, before choosing a table and sitting at it, resting his elbows on the cold surface, in turn resting his head in his hands, thinking.