Shattered Light

By: Linkmaste

Part I: The Tamer's Exposition

"Be not afraid of greatness; some were born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them."

-Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

Chapter Two: A New Destiny, and a Strange Twist of Fate

Authors Note: Starting off,we have two new characters to introduce, and soon we will meet our favourite Goggle head and his partner. Enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: Destiny and Fate are not owned by me. They belong to another fan-fiction author named Bookworm Gal. She is an amazing writer, so please check her out. The stories are Destiny, and Fate. I appreciate her letting me use her characters. I also do not own Digimon.

"Hey Dee, what are you looking at?"

A girl-no older than ten-twisted her head around, with a small twitch of her lips that faintly resembled a smile. A hint of amusement was sparkling in her dark blue eyes, but only her partner could tell. To anyone else, she just turned around with a flat expression on her face.

"Fate, come look at this."

The girl, 'Dee', turned around fully with cupped hands. There, an insect lay peacefully. Her palms were delicately holding it, careful not to disturb the creature. To antennas poked out of its head and it had a long, dark, body that was the length of her index finger. There were many legs on each side, and the body was fuzzy. The most striking feature of the insect was the four, bright, blue wings sprouting from its back, adorned with complex designs. It looked beautiful to the girl. The insect fluttered its wings in rapid intervals, as if it wanted to take off but reconsidered. The light caught in its wings and made them sparkle like a million sapphire jewels. While the girl was entranced by its beauty, Fate felt indifferent to the discovery.

"It's a butterfly, Dee. Not the most significant thing you've found."

'Dee' or Destiny as she was called, cast her eyes down at the creature in marvel.

"A flap of a butterfly's wings can cause the most powerful hurricanes." She spoke softly, unlike Fate who had a habit of saying things too straightforward. They balanced each other; like light and dark. Destiny was profound, which was highly unusual for a ten year old girl, but her occupation required her to have vast reserves of knowledge. Fate had a more simpler outlook on life. Her blue eyes glanced back to her partner. "Do you think we are the only ones who do this, Fate?"

"Do what? Travel realities, time, space and help fulfill prophecies?"

"Yes, is it really just us?"

Fate stood silent, pondering what his partner asked. It seemed like they were the only ones out here, stuck between reality and fantasy worlds, fulfilling prophecies one after another. Neither could remember what they were doing before all of this. They must have had some kind of past, but nothing reminded them of it. Even after a while, the two realized that they even forgot the prophecies themselves after they were fulfilled. If they were not alone and there were others who were doing the exact same thing, then they had been pretty rude at not introducing themselves. Or perhaps, they couldn't and thought they were alone as well.

"Well, we got those 'head honchos' who give us the prophecies." Fate mentioned, pointing a gloved finger upwards.

"But they don't even talk to us," Destiny replied. "We just get shown images, and memories that go with our next mission. I don't even think they're human."

"I'm insulted. I ain't human and I can carry a conversation with you." Fate said in a playful manner. A smirk crept upon his mouth.

"I'm sorry-neither human nor digimon. These things that...communicate to us. If they are so powerful, why can't they handle of this? Why need us?" Destiny hung her head low. At this point, the butterfly in her cupped hands was fluttering its wings.

"Dee," Fate tugged on the girl's ivory dress. "We save lives and worlds. Maybe not in the most direct way, but what we're doing is good. Plus, I get to do it with you. At least we are not alone on this."

The 'calling' that Destiny and Fate dubbed was announcing its arrival. It started out like a pressure in their minds and sent cold chills through their bodies, like a foreign being taking over. It would make anyone want to double over and puke, but the two were accustomed to the sensations. The butterfly with its azure wings flew off, becoming a mere speck in the sky within seconds.

Images, memories, and thoughts traveled through the duo's mind. The quick pace of the information made the two grimace.

"Hybrids? What the heck's a hybrid?" Fate asked. The response was more images and memories.

A teenager around fourteen with bright, blonde hair dove in front of a young girl, protecting her from a digimon attack .The scene changed with the girl glowing as the sun set. In place of the girl, was a replica of Fate, but with dark blue fur and sea green clothing. On her stomach was an image of a cross.

"Strange concept." Destiny remarked, present for the memory as well.

"So, the sun controls her?" Fate asked. Another memory played out.

It was the same girl-the hybrid, walking down a street with a boy around her age, wearing a black leather jacket. They glowed brightly after a brief conversation and changed again into look a likes of Fate. While one was dark blue, the other was almost an exact look alike of Fate with dark purple fur, red gloves, bandana and the evil smiley on his stomach. The only difference was he had emerald green eyes. The sun was still out. Fate guessed that they had gained control over time and could change on a mere whim.

"Family of yours, Fate?" inquired Destiny. A trace of teasing was in her voice.

Fate scoffed, "Yeah, Dee. Just because they look like me, doesn't mean they are my cousins-or whatever you humans call it. Those two do have pretty strong feelings for each other, you can tell just by looking at them."

More images played...a prophecy...something about the great three groups...a figure with bright, yellow eyes...the three great weapons of truth...and shattered light?

The sensation ended abruptly and Destiny held her head, trying to let the sensation pass. Something told her this was going to be a long prophecy. Along with that, it was in two different worlds. They were going to be very busy.

"These are getting unoriginal Dee-I mean c'mon! Three great weapons of truth? Might as well be telling them they are collecting little good luck charms and using them to fight the bad guy." Fate laughed, earning an icy glare from Destiny.

The prophetess might not have always understood what was asked of her and Fate, but she did respect those above. She was not quite sure why-the job wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. There were some really bad prophecies they had to guide. Loved ones lost, wars broken out, families shattered. It was depressing. Things that could make anyone buckle with guilt, but Destiny and Fate couldn't remember them to be empathetic, or even sympathetic. That was part of the job: no memories, no family, and no friends.

"So, this is interesting." Fate said, analyzing all the information that had been given to them. "You feel that the head honchos kinda took something out of the prophecy?"

"Yes, I did sense that slight hesitation. Maybe, we will be given it later." Destiny pondered. It was a split second of an image, but it was burned away, leaving only fragments in their minds-not even close enough to comprehend an idea. It was common to be given prophecies in parts or sections. Perhaps, this was one of those kinds.

"And the hybrid girl, we made a prophecy before with her...that she would lose herself to rage and cause the death of a fallen hero-" Fate started to recite a portion of the prophecy they fulfilled long ago.

"-but Hope would bring him back." Destiny finished, closing her dark blue eyes remembering that night. It was fuzzy, but the memory was there. That dark horrible creature with red eyes. The look on everyone's face as that girl changed into a monster named Deciliousmon. The black winged digimon changed into a human boy which shocked everyone. Their involvement was to let a digi-gnome into the area and simply observe.

"Our task now leads us to those Tamers first. We should go." Fate said and spun around. He snapped up his hood, concealing his face. Destiny did the same with her robe. All you could see were two brown, cloaked, figures: indescribable and expressionless.

Destiny revealed a crystallized green and lavender D-Arc that was glowing softly. With a simple gesture, a portal opened in thin air. It shimmered and rippled a little, perfectly safe to follow through. Destiny and Fate stepped through the portal to travel across dimensions, realities, and time to fulfill the next prophecy.

Authors Note: Well, there they are! Destiny and Fate are going to do what they do best. Again, Bookworm Gal was amazing for agreeing to let me use these two, they will reappear in a little bit. Now, we are off to see our favourite Goggle head! And maybe some new Tamers? By now, you're probably wondering what the heck is a Tamer's Exposition...that will be explained in the next chapter. On wards!