A/N: Writing this for a friend who has an unhealthy obsession with Impmon and Beelzemon. I know this chapter is short but I'm still brain storming ideas, who knows what will come next. Enjoy!
When a teenage girl wanders into the digital world, will she find the one she is looking for and can she handle the truth of life and loss.
It had been three months since the events of the digital world for our young tamers. They had licked their wounds, mourned the loss of their beloved digimon, and now, started to move on. But as they say, when one door closes another one opens, whether you're ready to walk in it or not. And for one teenage girl, she was about to fall straight through.
Yasmin's day started like any other. She walked to school as late as the laws of time allowed, and back home the slowest and longest way she could; enjoying each ounce of the evening sun should could before retreating home. Her life was average in many ways. She had experienced the events of the d-reaper, like every one in the city, but they had left her unharmed; at least on the surface. You see in the time off the attack, something changed her, changed her heart. Yasmin was almost killed the d-reaper. Yet, thankfully and not, she was saved by knight. This one had no sward or shield; but carried and road a moter cycle.
"Beelzemon" She whispered, and sighed.
The sun was setting low behind the trees of the park she walked though. It light just gripping to life, holding on like Yasmin held on to her love for someone so far away. She had seen him return to the digital world, seen him De-Digivolve to what could be the cutes of all cute Digimon (not that she had much refrence) and fly off into a cloud of data, never to be seen again.
She looked into the ever darkening sky. This time of day was the worst. When all was still and silent, when life didn't touch the living, emotions came out to play. They tugged at the heart and mind till it bled, wept, begged for mercy. And soon sleep would give that mercy, but nothing is permanent in this world.
Her long brown hair hung below her shoulders, draping on her black school blazer. Her eyes of green and brown glistened with the weakening light, developing the first droplets of tears. She had never felt anything like this before. She had never loved before. Sure, like all girls her age she had been with boys, but never really felt a connection. Never had she felt that spark ignited by the look into their eyes or mentioned of his name. But this was different. This had that spark. But the flames where slowly extinguishing, as did her hope of every seeing her love again.
She sat her short frame on a nearby rock; slumping her head in her hands.
"Why do I cry? What's the point? It's not as if it helps, it's not as if it will bring him back." Her words trailed off into a sob. It was a cry which, for once, she was not afraid to let out.
Her tears were swept up by the gental brezze. A noise. Yasmin looked up. Nothing was around but the unjudging trees and empty bushes, which were still as if dead. She looked down. A noise. Again the same. But differet. It was like a sparkel, a little friendly laugh or chatter. The brunnett frantically looked round. Yet still the world seemed to offer no answer as to what was causing such a sound.
A light caught the cornor of her eye, vanishing as it appeared. Then again, the other side. She span, looking wildly for it source, ready to rage a what ever annoying brat was playing tricks with her. Untill it rested before her; the bright light of a being. With short body and long tail, it hovered brightly before the unsuspecting girl. She could only watch in ore as it made the same noises. Each one different, yet same how the same. And though appearing to make no sense, she understood very word. They were spoke with such soul and passion, not bring aid or relief to her tears.
But before she had time to question its purpose and being, it giggled and flew along the path, dipping and diving in its moment. Jasmine was ripped sharply for her gaze.
"Wait, come back, are you...?" she mumbled out before taking off in pursuit of her latest, yet unknown, encounter with the digital world.
The unidentified creature swayed as if part of the summer breeze, moving about with an angelic grace. Yasmin on the over hand moved with little grace and only one focus, catching up with this being. The creature flew into a concrete structure with an iron bar gate. It was shrouded in bushes, old, abandoned and never used. She followed it inside. Stopping. It stood before her, making noises once more.
"Wha...What are you?" The brunette panted deeply.
It offered little in the way of a reply.
"Could you be...a digimon?" To this the being shock its head, releasing little sparkles of shining dust as it did.
"A digi-gnome?" To this the being nodded, causing a smile on the teenage girls face.
"Why are you here? Why have you lead me here?" The girls voice was soft and calming so not to startle the creature in her interrogation. The creature said nothing in reply, but rather turned and flew down into a shining light buried in hole in the floor and vanishing like before.
The green brown eyes grew wide. Could this be what she thought? She had yet to consider the implications of what might occurs and her motives behind doing it, but natural instinct of curiosity took over, and before she knew it, reached down for the orb of light.
Yasmin yelped as it sucked her into the unknown.