Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Before They Were DigiDestin: Matt and T.K.'s Story ❯ Matt and T.K.'s Story ( One-Shot )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

I woke up. It's my 4th birthday and I'm really excited. Its not
everyday a kid turns 4 whole years old! I run into my parent's room.
"Mommy! Daddy! I'm 4! I'm 4!" I yell jumping up and down on their bed.

"Matt honey that's great," my mother says taking me into her arms to
get me to stop jumping. She gives me a hug and puts me on the floor.
My mom seems sick for some reason but I don't know why. Later at
breakfast mom and dad come up to me. "Hunny we have some good news for
you." she says.

"What mommy? What am I gonna get that big red truck??" I ask getting
all excited again.

"Ummm no Matt, something better." She says. I look at her. What could
be better than the big red truck I saw in the window at the toy store?
I think hard. "You're going to have a brother or a sister!" she says.
I look at her again. I don't understand. This is a good thing? My mom
can see the look on my face. I suddenly burst in to tears and run to
my room. Some Birthday!

"Well that went well," my father says.

******** 9 months later ************

It is the middle of the day when I have to go to the hospital with
mommy and daddy. I sit patiently in the waiting room. Well actually I
am asking for candy and juice every five minuets. Dad loses his
patients and yells at me to stop being a bother. Soon we are called in
to the room to see my new something. "It's a boy," my mother says,
"and his name is Takeru." I look at the little thing wrapped in a
blanket. He waves to me kinda.

"Hey I guess he is alright." I say. He slobbers on my finger and I hit
him on the side of his head. Mommy screams at me and daddy and me
brings me out of the room to explain that baby's are gentle. Right
then and there I knew my life would change.

********* 4 Years Later *************

Takeru grew up really fast. I was 8 now and he was only 4. I watched
out for him a lot. Big brother responsibilities I guess. He now
preferred to be called T.K. because it is easier to spell. One day
though something happened. Something that would change or lives
forever. It was a good morning and I had taken T.K. outside to play. I
was playing my harmonica when we heard what sounded like explosions.
Then T.K. and me saw something. I didn't want to believe it but I knew
they were monsters. They were fighting, and making quite a mess. Then
when one defeated the other they disappeared! I tried to forget it but
T.K. kept insisting he saw them. Mom got mad and told him to stop that
nonsense. He stopped complaining about the monsters but I had a
feeling he wouldn't forget. Another terrible thing happened that year
too. Mom and dad stopped likening each other. They decided to split up
and to be fair they each took a kid. Since dad was busy and didn't
have time really for a younger kid he took me. Mom got little T.K. It
was the hardest day of my life. I packed up my things and brought them
to the car. We packed up a bunch of stuff. T.K. wouldn't stop crying.
"Be brave, someday everything will be right." I told him. I waved
goodbye and my dad drove us to our new home. An apartment. T.K. and
mom moved out of the house and moved into an apartment too. I spent
most of my life alone. Like I said dad didn't have a lot of time so I
was basically by myself. I developed great cooking skills since I had
to make my dinners and stuff myself. My life went on like that for 4
more years until the day I was at camp and a weird device flew from
the sky...

Well this is the second chapter to my saga. Again it was done a long
time ago so it's kind of scratchy. Please review.

~Duobat218