Hi, seems people have gotten stuck on the Month counting (which gave me loads of headaches and work since I had to correct it after the normal times here). Therefor, I am continuing on the subject of months, and always feel free to ask. The month system ain't the most important in the fic, but it helps to see who is strong and who is not. What is so special about one being born then and now. I am not following the series in this. I am sorry to announce that Izumi, who is born during Tisteria, the month of wind, will be younger than Takuya, who is born during Harana, the month of fire.

I just noticed as well, once we get to the end, some of you will probably hate me for the bad characters in this fic. The fic is quite easy to write, but since I love to use new and unused ideas know that I have some weird ways to write things. Okay, so far people don't think so, but oh well. In my eyes I am always experimenting. Most often I let the ideas work for about six months to five years before I start typing them. This must be the only exception for ages. And it is one of the most unoriginal ones, since the fic was heavily inspired by "Garden's at Eve"

THANK YOU SO MUCH PINK SHIMMER FOR GIVING ME THE CHANCE TO SEE FRONTIER! I DON'T KNOW REALLY HOW TO PAY YOU BACK FOR THIS!

Shitza

Ps: A little fun facts. In Digimon 02, if anyone remember Davis wonderful noodle cart? The Swedish translation was changed to make it a hot dog stand, however those pictures does not suit. Yet here, with the people who probably did the translation, I have lost count with all the weird ways to serve a hot dog. For example, hot dog with red whortleberry jam. In my words, disgusting. But hearing dad it was good.

Chapter 7

Fox Fire

Birth, the beginning of and end. The end of the long cycle of darkness, the beginning of a life in light. Many are never born, because the circumstances doesn't allow it. Others are born even if they were never meant to. Those never make any kind of history, only lock themselves into their empty souls. These normally would become demons, when the time was ready.

In Nemorisa, the month you are born in have a huge importance to history. There are free ways to be born. To be born Elysian, to be born Predictable, or to be born Unfortunately. Elysian born children are very rare. The most common are Predicted births. Unfortunate born children are often spotted before birth, and therefor killed before anything can happen.

So, what does this mean? I'll tell you!

Elysian born children and born in the same Element that their race possess. For example, take a dragon of fire born in the month of fire, Harana. There are about ten dragons of hundreds. The most known of them all are called Taichi, the current leader of all the dragon clans. Why would an Elysian born be so special? Maybe because they are one of few that can communicate with their elements.

A normal or Predictable born creature simply uses the powers the creature he is possess. A few times in history, if they are really powerful, they can overcome and stumble across the powers from the month he was born. Like a Raiki, a creature of thunder, born in Toira, the month of ice who can produce crystals in his palms. But that is very rare. Most Predictable creatures keeps to the powers their creature possess and never tries to grow in strength.

The Unfortunate however are the only ones who aren't born in wrong month or right month. With every village/town/city there is at least one creature that can spot light or darkness. Most of them are either, if one creature is none of these then it becomes unfortunate, not wanted. A witch, wizard or in a few cases, dragon is brought to execute this soul and guard it back to the afterlife, to wait for its turn. It is better than to have a demon being born.

Nemorisa is very good at keeping it in this way. There has only been one known failure. However that failure doesn't remain. The father, a fire dragon, couldn't bare to see his son get killed so he took it to a far away planet. Nemorisa has searched for the child for centuries without success. Many meant that the demonic child was yet alive, and seeking revenge. But the only proof so far was yet only a prophecy. And that one only tells about the six legendary warriors and the rebirth of the world.

So, why do you need to know? That is a question, one of the most common questions. But this time, it is because something is about to happen, that isn't meant to happen. The balance between light and darkness will be heavily disrupted.

One vampire, a ghost, an Aquila and one Raiki hurried after the sole human in the Nemorisa. Takuya hurried as fast as his feet would carry him to find the dragon. The more they hurried the more flames met them. Halfway both Izumi and Kouji had to retreat to the heat. Kouichi stayed as well, restraining his brother to continue. Kouichi knew his brother would meet his death in those flames and the three of them returned to the cooler areas.

With skin hard as rock Junpei continued, awestruck that the human was still running. Takuya didn't seem to feel the fire, which surprised the Raiki even more. Sparks flew from the Raiki's hands. "Thunder Fist!"

Like Izumi,(Kouji and Kouichi), Junpei knew the ancient arts of magic. Junpei came from one of the oldest Raiki families, whose ancestors were none other that Blitz, the biggest and most powerful of all Raiki's known. Izumi had her roots from Zephyr, Kouji from a werewolf, Lobo, (where his grandfather had been bitten later by a vampire, changing the line). Kouichi from Lowe, the twin of Lobo.

But not even his hard skin or the ancient magic within him could help the Raiki to overcome the heat. Feeling how his powers were drained the Raiki had to retreat as well. He arrived outside the gigantic fire, where everyone else had assembled. Izumi hurried over to help him away. The twins were not to be seen. No one knew how many tears a vampire could cry, over love.

Meanwhile...

Flames licked his body, yet neither the skin or the fabric of the clothes caught fire. It was as if he was simply another flame. Another thing he found weird was that he could here a murmur in the back of his head. Twice he turned and still found nothing.

So, why would he not be afraid of fire? There is a tale behind that as well. He was seven when it had happened. A seven year old skinny little boy, whose parents loathed him. One day, when his parents had not been home, someone had put the house on fire. His parents had locked the door before they left, and it was impossible to open. By then he had been afraid, but soon learned not to. The fire had not touched him. He had been a small circle without any flame. It was as if fire cared about him.

Kouji really had no idea about this. Ever since that accident, even though the fire had not killed him, he stayed away from it. But now, there was something he knew was waiting for him. Something he could not put his finger on, yet this feeling came so strong. The more he ran, the more this strange feeling of anticipation overwhelmed him. Suddenly he came to a spot that he could not help but to fall down to his knees. He could almost not breath. This feeling, it was strong. Still it was gentle. It was kind. It didn't hurt him, but what was it?

He put his palms to the ground and took some shaky breaths. Then he looked up again and stumblingly went back to the house they had rested in. To his surprise, like that time the house had been burning when he was seven, this fire stayed away from the house, not touching it. He could hear a roar from inside. He recognized it as well. That roar lay with his memories of this world. A dragon's roar.

The brunette hurried inside to find a most odd scene, yet it was frightening as well. Daisuke lay on the ground, writhing in agony. A dark glow surrounded him. Ken was by his side, half of his concentration was on Daisuke, the other half upon some kind of shadow. The kitsune stared with hatred upon this formless thing. Darkness erupted from the shadow and it was probably what caused the dragons pain.

"Very good, my little dragon. Burn this place to the ground, kill everyone inside and then you are merely as good as this fox you stay with."the shadow said in a hollow empty voice.

"Leave him alone!" Ken barked swinging his arm. A small stream of bluish fire shot from it, the famous fox fire.

The shadow laughed, for the fire did nothing to him. It just went through. A hologram of what it truly was.

"I said LEAVE HIM!" Ken cried sending a huge wave of fire at it. The shadow continued laughing for nothing happened to it.

Daisuke screamed, fire spiraling from his body. His body was starting to change to his dragon form. Ken backed and Takuya didn't leave the spot from where he was watching. The dragon changed to the creature and flew out into the sky. Ken was struck in awe, not moving from where he was. The brunette ran out on the street. It had started to rain.

"No!" the brunette said gasping looking at the scenery before him. The whole Magical area was ruined. The houses still smoked as the fire slowly distinguished. The brunette hurried down the road. But as he came to the spot he had left, suddenly a pair of arms grabbed him. No one saw them, but Kouji was crying and he was thanking the Gods that the human was yet alive.

The remainders of the group slowly arrived. Izumi looked a little shaken, but apart from that she seemed perfectly fine. Junpei looked a little burnt around the edges, but he too was (to his own surprise) relieved that the human was alive. Kouichi was unharmed, well, what could really hurt a ghost? His reasons for not having hurried after the human was to keep his brother safe from meeting an early death. Too early death.

Not to far away Ken stood from the group, longingly looking up to the sky. The kitsune sighed deeply, his master's and mistress surrounding him. All three looked as lost as he did. A fifth soul could be heard complaining loudly. Ruki shook her head, taking the small match box, the small prison for a certain Shapeshifter. Ryo grabbed the box, as the witch didn't move to release him. Ruki glared at her partner wizard, but said nothing. Ken was starting to cry and silent tears fell to th ground.

With a blue light Takato reappeared. The Shapeshifter did not look happy. His eyes were burning. Ruki didn't flinch however as the Shapeshifter changed into a red dinosaur like creature, blasting fire at her. The fire was deflected with Ryo waving his wand, making the fire hit a stone instead of Ruki.

"Knock it of, she is not your target." he said. Takato nodded, but he continued looking suspiciously at the witch, who seemed to have lost her ability to speak.

"Would you be a good friend and try to find the dragon that soared away?" Kenta asked. "After all, if you want your fox friend to be free, than this dragon has turned out to be the key to his freedom."

Takato thought for a moment, now back into a more human-like form (which he seemed to like more than anything else.) Then with a flash he became a dragon and soared off.

Kenta turned to the five companions. "I also think Daisuke would be able to explain more about some strange manners. For example..." he said pointing his staff towards Takuya. "You!"

"Me?" the human asked struck in bewilderment.

"Yes, you! Actually, I don't think you are merely just a human. For a mere human, would not live in fire like you do."

Everyone looked surprised at this.

"But... what could I be if I would not be human?" Takuya asked, more to himself, but the wizard heard him anyway.

"I think, since Daisuke knows more about dragon legends, I think he knows the answer to that. For of all creatures in Nemorisa, dragons are known to be the worst to keep to the rules. And to be honest with you all, blood has been mixed in the past, outside these borders."

An eerie silence spread through the group and everyone stared at the brunette. Junpei withdrew and Izumi blinked stupidly. Kouichi swirled around not caring if he floated upside down or if he stood straight. Kouji couldn't take his eyes from the shocked teenager, whose life seemed to be ruined.

"Takuya... I"

Takuya didn't listen, he couldn't hear him. He was caught in his memories, of his childhood. Of the pain, the torture, but still you knew where you belonged. Now, he wondered. Where did he belong? If he really wasn't just human, what was he then? He had never believed he would be this special. He only believed to have been nothing, until he met the twins that is. Oh, this pain in his chest was throbbing and his eyes watered by tears. He stared at his hands, remembering. Remembering when...

Memory

His earliest memory, it came from a happier day. It was before his parents favored his younger brother, it was before his life became hell. It was before his brother had been born. He had been the only child. He had been around the age between 2-3, yes he had a very good memory. Maybe because he always kept to this memory whenever he had felt too lonely. Because he knew that somehow his parents still loved him, even if they never showed it. Once, things had been so different.

He could remember it in details. Small details. He had been playing, close to a cupboard. Being very young, and clumsy he accidentally bumped into the cupboard once or twice, making it shake. On the cupboard was a blue vase with lilies, his mother's favorite flowers back then. His mother was in the kitchen preparing some meal. All he remembered from that was a faint smell of food. As he was playing, he suddenly hit the cupboard too hard and the vase fell to the ground. Young and not knowing exactly what he had done he didn't know what to do. But his mother heard and she came out to look what had happened.

"Takuya, what have you done?" she asked.

He could still remember a faint stab in his heart as the tears came. His mother knowing what was happening sighed. Warm arms wrapped him safely from everything he yet had to learn. He felt so safe, for once in his life he was safe.

"Moma!" he said. He didn't know if his parents remembered anymore, but that had been the first word he had ever spoken.

End Memory

But then, later Shinya had entered his life. For some reason his little brother didn't like him, and with his brother being born his parents changed towards him. The daily hugs became beatings. The nice words became curses and the love became hatred. He remembered, when he was five, when his parents had been out. When... his by then, best friend, had died.

Memory

It was raining outside, and a tired Takuya sat by his window, crying softly into the silent night. It was flashing outside as the thunder clouds had reached the city, and the more he listened the more the tears ran. Echoing and flashing, his mind was lost in memories of his short life. It would take yet a few years for him to gain new friends.

The young boy as he was, he used to have a friend in the house, who supported him in every way with either a lick or a bark. Yes, his best friend had been a small puppy. A small and energetic terrier with wheat colored fur. The little creature had been killed on the road, he too had received beatings. He too had suffered. And the one and only Takuya believed would make it through times like this, had died in his arms. A car had hit him, while his dog Frost had tried to escape from the pain. His father's kicks and his mothers screams.

No one cared about his death, except for Takuya. Little Shinya, his brother, hated the dog, cried every time Frost came close to him. His mother had with her youngest son's reactions towards the creature thought to throw him out. His father had the same kind of thought in his head. Only Takuya fought to keep him, and he fought bitterly.

"Frost-kun!" he said looking up to the sky. "Aishiteru Frost!"

He didn't notice the door opening. He didn't notice that silent footsteps entered his room. He never saw what would happen. Suddenly he heard a crash, looked back to see his little brother under a pile of his stuff that recently had been in the bookcase. Shinya was crying. Right then the door opened, meaning his parents were home. Both dashed up to his room to find this scenery.

How Shinya managed to hurt himself when he was close, exactly when their parents returned was out of his imagination or logic.

End Memory

The memories flashed before him, torturing his very soul. He could remember Shinya's birth and the first glare he received when the small baby looked at him. He could remember his eight birthday, how his parents had locked him into a small cabinet refusing his rights to live. Then his happier memories came, when Kouichi and Kouji came to his life. A sad turn, when he understood there was no end to the pain, his reason for death. And lastly how he came here, and how it changed him. How he fell in love, and how he would never let go of it. Never.

As the human seemed to be in trance of his memories, a panting Takato came back, flying back with a broken wing as well as several cuts and bruises. The Shapeshifter transformed back to himself still in the air and landed with a thump on the ground.

After the Shapeshifter Daisuke returned, back in his more human form as well. The dragon landed softer on the ground than Takato, and he looked ashamed. Ken however, having been restrained long enough, ran over to his love, claiming the dragon's lips to his. The two wizards smiled, Ruki simply turned away with a frown showing. Yet when no one saw her she would pull that frown to a smile.

Kouji put his hand on the brunette's, dragging him closer to an unnoticed kiss. Unnoticed since everyone had taken their attention towards the other pair of lovers. Unnoticed, but not for eternity. Izumi turned her head to smack a fly ad saw them together. She smiled and turned back, blushing slightly. Like it hadn't been obvious for long? But vampires could be stubborn creatures when they wanted to.

But even though Takuya couldn't help to praise this moment, his mind was still racing, and thus so was Kouji's of the same reason. If Takuya wasn't merely just a human, then what would he be?

The weather started to grow in strength. The witches and wizards gathered together under shields to save the little that was left of their beloved life. Ryo had taken a few of the wizards with him, to scout and search for food and such. Kenta sat together with the elderly wizards discussing the situation. Ruki coughed, sitting by the fire drinking some kind of greenish medicine. Her whole body was soak, since the rain and winds had grown so cold.

The five travelers shared two tenths together. Kouji and Takuya had one. Izumi did not look happy that Junpei would be sharing with her, and the Raiki had to be constantly reminded about her knife ad fierce nature. Kouichi was thrown out from the tenth. The ghost pouted and proceeded to find somewhere else to haunt. He did not look very happy, but it had been all four against him. The ghost had a weird sense of humor to wake you up at night. He was far from a Poltergeist, yet he loved to play tricks on you. And he was definitely no Phantom, Soul collector, Shadow or anything of the sort.

Takuya was helping some younger wizards to fish when Daisuke walked up to him. It had been long since the dragon returned, and when the wizards had asked him to share some knowledge the dragon said he needed to find some more proof, for he had his own theories. He simply needed one test, and for that test he made sure nothing would go wrong.

"Takuya!" he said walking up to the brunette standing in the water. Takuya looked up, loosing concentration upon the fish in his hands, a fish that managed to wriggle free from his grasp.

"Come with me!"

Takuya obliged, walking up from the river to follow the dragon to a small clearing. A place shielded with various spells.

"Takuya, you are probably aware of this situation. It is obvious you are not merely a human, which could explain a lot about the things going on. Yet, no one denies that you have dominant human blood in your veins. However..."

The brunette did not like the way Daisuke spoke. The dragon had a harsh slow tone that made the hair on his head stand on edge. The dragon was dressed in black, with his wings stretched. A red glow seemed to surround him, something Takuya had never noticed before.

"... due to this new facts, no one in this world will stay safe. You carry a huge responsibility on your shoulders. We have no idea what kin of creature dwells in your blood. It can be bad, it can be good. But since you have proved to have a certain understanding to the element of fire I have my suspicions."

The dragon took a scroll, hidden in the black robe. Takuya flinched catching the scroll before it fell to the ground. The scroll felt warm in his hands, it glowed in a bright white light. Little did he knew he was flowing as well, in a blood red light. Daisuke's eyes widened, for all the signs lay now clear before him. Memories flowed in his mind, about what his mother had told him. That he was destined to find the Warrior of their race. The "human" had no idea what the dragon knew, and that was good. If he had he might have backed of, for his future...

Suddenly Takuya noticed that the scroll started to burn. Panicking he tried to let go, but without success. The fire spread covering his body, and a voice awakened in the back of his head.

"Don't be afraid. I've been waiting to meet you, oh Great One. You have a brave heart and soul, will fulfill your destiny with glamor. But be warned, the darkness carries many faces. You must find the warriors and bring them to the Dragon Dale. Or else, this world and all worlds will be doomed. The Darkness has been watching you all this time, it is time to awake your powers. It is time to fight back."

"So I see." Daisuke said, relieved that his theories had been correct and the dragon smiled warmly. "It turns out that the prophecies never fail. I welcome you, lord and master over fire. The fire that due to my ancestors' tales would come from another world to awaken the old magic and heal this world from darkness. Hail you Takuya, Oh mighty Dragon Lord...

TBC

Muahahaha... Ok, just joking. I guess this was kind of expected after all. I've already had tons of reviews asking if Takuya would be a fire element. Well, to everyone who asked, begged and guessed, here it was. Now, I better go back to write on other things, and to post the probably last chapter of Digital Elements. If anyone reads it, then Gomen, Gomen, but it has been weeks since I last wrote on it and to be honest, the rest would be as awful it is not worth putting on pages. No, I'd rather concentrate to work on this. As it is, school takes most of my time, I probably stay up too late and so on... blah blah blah... I hope you people review. I also hope to update again before Christmas. But we are far from finished with the Christmas.

Till then, have fun! I'll send back to review responses to the people who reviewed, THANK YOU!

Shitza