Kizuna (Bonds)

Prologue: Forgotten

If some of you readers did not read the description, then I will say it once again.  I will be posting the chapters of this story slowly.  If you want to read what I have posted on my fanfiction account find it under Lilif3r19.

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Prologue: Forgotten

There are many things that people and creatures alike wished to forget. Sadness. Pain. Loss. All these tragedies could either make one strong or perhaps make them weak. Meiko was like that at first. Denial and disoriented from the loss of her digimon partner for the first month since Omegamon Merciful Mode had struck down the abomination Ordinemon. Ordinemon was a mutation of Raguelmon and Ophanimon Falldown Mode. The following few months afterwards, hit the poor girl harder than ever. Hardly ever interacting with her parents. Her parents don't blame her, and if anything, her father blames himself for putting his daughter the way she is now.

It's been three months and two weeks since then. Meiko loitered around a special place, the first time she met Meicoomon, reminiscing those happy times when they were together.

"Tell me child, why do you cry tears of sadness?" Mei did not answer the sweet and mature feminine voice for the fear of breaking down. Instead the mysterious voice sang.

Ne, hontou no Mei wa docchi nandarou

Kurosu rodo no mukou ura to omote

Te ni irenakereba nakusankute ii

Hanarerarenai hikari to kage

Hanarete mo Mei ni kikoerunda

Mei no koe ga, koe ga

Something from the song struck deep within Meiko. The female voice says to her, "Even if you are far apart, Meicoomon will always hear your voice."

"W-who are y-y-you?" Meiko finally spoke, her voice still quivering a bit. For some reason, Meiko could feel the voice smile sweetly: "In due time, Mochizuki Meiko. Before I part off, heed me."

Meiko wipes the tears from her tear stricken face and looks up at the sky with a firm resolve.

"Heed with caution. Dark Gennai still roams free, unrestrained. If he is left uncheck, both worlds will plunge into eternal darkness once more. If he succeeds in his plans, the Warriors of the past, long forgotten to the Digital world, will have no choice but to bring back the balance once more to both worlds. You must warn the other chosen children before it is too late..."

The female voice faded away into the cool summer evening. If there is one thing that Meiko knew, it was that she never wanted anyone to experience the same kind of darkness that she and the other chosens had experienced.

"I must warn the others," the ravenette haired girl said with resolve, and quickly went back in the direction of her house unaware of a pair of glowing light brown eyes watching her. Once the female teen left the area, a nineteen year old male emerged out from the nearest tree. His hair was the same color of the dark tree barks, but despite his age, his appearance told a different story altogether. The tips of his fingers were completely made up of metal barrels, a vivid green olive wreath lay on top of his head like a crown, and probing from the boy's back is what appears to be two antennas almost like a pair of wings. His outfit was consistent of green camos and a pair of dark brown metal boots. Stitched on the back of the camo coat was a strange kanji character. On his milk colored skin were cartoon like tree branches with light green leaves. One of the tree branch tattoos crawled and detached itself from the skin becoming an actual small, live tree branch.

"Go," the male commanded with authority, and off the splintered plant went back into the tree his creator had just came. The male works out the kinks in his neck before heading back into the tree to who knows where.

Ten angel figures and a child level beast man silently watched as the boy goes back into the tree. "The child has awaken. Since when?" asked male angel #1.

"There was a prophecy written by one of the Ancient Eleven," said female angel #1.

"But it dates back millennias ago, before the Four Holy Beasts rose to power. Everything from that time was destroyed. Not a single shred of history was spared since the Great Demon Lords' reign of terror and the first Reboot of the Digital World," male angel #2 states rather remorsefully.

"They warned us angels, yet we did not heed to their warnings," woefully, said male angel #3.

"Can you perhaps go into your ultimate once more?" female angel #2 asked the child level digimon in hopes to shed some light. The child level beast man shakes her head and tells them.

"I did not achieve my ultimate form til many years after the Digital World was reseted. But what's done is done, and we must not dwell on it til the time comes. Disregarding the lost prophecy at the moment, we must focus on Dark Gennai's wearabouts." The angels around the child beast nodded in agreement, and continued on with their meeting.

I found you.

Translations:

Ne, hontou... koe ga- Hey, which Meicoomon is the real Meicoomon? Beyond the crossroad, front and back. If you don't get something, you shouldn't lose anything. Light and shadow will never be apart. Even if we're apart, Meicoomon can hear Meiko's voice over and over.

Here is a bit of a preview to the next chapter, or you readers can go read it on fanfiction.net:

  "I'm not that scary little ones," he said, wiping the tears away. One of the two branches did a motion to the boy.