Author's Note
Hello~!
I am kind of new here so I don't really know much about fanfiction, but I will try my best to sastisfy you guys.
So KaiserAngemon, Plasmamon and Oraclemon are just Digimon I made up. Here are their profiles:
KaiserAngemon
Type: Holy
Attacks: Grand Cross, Lightning of Heaven, Angel Blade
Plasmamon
Type: Dragon
Attacks: Dragon Plasma, Plasma Energiser, Plasma Shocker
Oraclemon
Type: Holy
Attacks: Holy Crossbow, Star Shower, Oracle Sight
So this is Chapter Two, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with the creation of Digimon. But I do have something to do with the idea for this series ^^
Chapter Two
"Sakuriya…"
Hmm?
"Sakuriya…"
The voice… It's speaking to me again…
BRRRRIIIINNNGGGGGGG~!
I jolted awake as my alarm went off, as I clasped my ears to block out the sound it was making.
"Sheesh," I muttered. "When did it get that loud?"
I yawned and my tired eyes glanced at the clock. It was only seven in the morning. I laid back on my bed, attempting to go back to sleep.
Wait a second…SEVEN?
"Shoot!" I cried out, tumbling out of bed as I rushed to change into my school uniform. "I am so dead! I am late for school again!"
True enough, I was late.
"Fifth time this month, Miss Satoshi," Mr Ajito, our school's principal, frowned when he saw me standing at the classroom door.
I turned red as he walked away. My form teacher, Mdm Yamaki, had punished me by ordering me to stand at the classroom door. I didn't know what she was thinking or what she would gain by punishing me like this. I think she was trying to humiliate me and it kind of worked.
I clenched my fists. How could I be blamed for this? I want to arrive at school early, but apparently something is preventing me to do so. The voice.
Every single time I drift off, it would start calling me by my name, never allowing me to wake until the final alarm rang.
The voice seemed so familiar, but no matter how much I tried, I still could not figure out whom it belonged to.
But most importantly, why was it calling me?
Kajome stared at the classroom opposite his and he sighed when he saw the same girl standing outside.
"That girl," he murmured, shaking his head. "When will she ever learn? She has been late for the fifth time already!"
"Ka…jo…me…"
Shocked, he spun around, looking at each of his classmates.
"Ka…jo…me…"
I must be imagining things, he thought. Better focus on class.
A modest pupil, Kajome was a typical model pupil to his class. He was widely popular among his peers- especially girls.
He was cute and cool, which was the reason every girl in the school went ga-ga over him. All except the girl standing outside right now.
The bell rang for lunch.
"Najo! Over here!"
Najo turned and waved at his friends. "Hey guys! I'll come right over as soon as I get my lunch!" he shouted over the noise in the cafeteria.
When he saw the queue, he sighed. It was long, as usual. Wearing a glum look on his face, he went to line-up.
"Na…jo..."
"Yes?" He looked behind, but no one was there.
"How strange," he mumbled to himself.
"Na…jo..."
The mysterious voice called him again, but he ignored it. He told himself repeatedly, "It's just my imagination, it's just my imagination."
Still, he couldn't take his mind off it the rest of the day. Whose voice was that?
"I called her, but she didn't come," huffed the pink winged Digimon impatiently. "When is she coming?"
"So did the boy," answered her friend, a blue Digimon with a small horn protruding from his forehead.
"Mine too." The black Digimon flicked its tail as it hopped beside the blue Digimon.
"Now what are we going to do?" the pink Digimon moaned exasperatedly. "Our world's in danger, but yet they are not here!"
"Yeah," the blue Digimon agreed, turning to the black Digimon. "Come on, Tagomon, you're the smartest. Think of something!"
"Hmph!" Tagomon grumbled. "Correction: I am not smart. It's just that you both have really low IQ."
That made the pink Digimon furious. "WHAT. DID. YOU. SAY…? Take that back! If I had low IQ, I wouldn't be here in the first place!"
"Calm down, Tokimon," the blue Digimon rolled his eyes.
Tokimon glared at him. "Koramon!" she shouted. "Don't tell me you are with him! He just called us stupid!"
"No, I did not," said Tagomon matter-of-factly. "I said that you both have low IQ."
"It's still the same!" Tokimon shrieked.
"Come on guys, stop arguing already!" sighed Koramon. "I don't side with anyone, okay? I just think that we should all put our heads together and think of a way to get the children here."
"Children?" snorted Tokimon. "They are more like teenagers!"
Ignoring her, Tagomon nodded. "Great thinking, Koramon! Come on, Tokimon! Let's put our heads together. As the saying goes, three heads are better than one."
Author's Note
So there you have it. Chapter Two!
Haha~! Please rate and review because I really need it.
Thanks and ja ne~!