Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Desire II: Vagabond ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Title: Vagabond

Prologue - The Gates

Vagabond - A person without a permanent home who moves from place to place. A wanderer; a rover.

I watched as the stream rolled off the asphalt, as the last droplets of rain fell, and the streams of water rushed by in the ditches alongside the small street. As the slowly setting sun made the grass glisten, a truly breathtaking sight. I still can't figure out why I always find myself sitting out watching these things nor do I know why I notice them, but they've been occurring more and more often. I pull the last drag of my cigarette into my lungs and throw it out into a puddle; I pushed myself up off the ground and made my way to my car…away from the wretched place that shouldn't even be considered a restaurant.

I think it's been almost 9 or 10 years, shit I don't even remember anymore. See, for those of you who don't know my story, when I was 18 I lived on my own for a little while, looked for a job the whole time and hung out with my friends. Well, my best friend's little sister, Kari, I had a huge thing for her and I had been offered a job, but it was in Miami which was clear across the globe. I had turned it down, well, the afore-mentioned girl had been dating another close friend behind my back, they knew I liked her and kept it a secret. Needless to say I was angry, so I called them back and accepted the job.

I was gone within hours on my way to the U.S. six years later I finally couldn't do the job anymore, see I worked for an undercover agency called the ATD or Anti Terrorist Division, I killed far to many people for my liking. But I'd also picked up another love. I hadn't acted on it; I guess a fear from younger years. Well, I'd only just been there a few months, reconnecting with friends when I got a call that a leader of a terrorist cell I'd helped take down was on the hunt for me. After a long while of searching and a few encounters far too close for comfort I decided to take her out…and leave so my friends and family wouldn't be in danger ever again. Kari had actually begged me to stay, but I couldn't ever deal with her getting hurt, then after I'd made the decision to leave and be with Ami, the girl I'd fallen for on my team, I knew I had to take out the terrorist. Ami died that night, because of me, and so I left, without so much as a word to even the team, I just disappeared.

Now here it is, almost 16 years after I graduated and I'm just a vagabond, only three people do I still talk to, and only through pay phones, my old boss Michael, my best friend Ken, and my sister… My sister… I guess I should say two people, since she's the reason my mind is back on this, after 10 years. I just recently lost contact only to find out from Ken she's been in the hospital for awhile, the doctors can't figure out what's wrong with her either. She's also the reason I've broken my promise never to return to my hometown…So here I am, making my way back, much to my regret, but family is family and if my sister goes, I can't let the last time I saw her be the last time I ever see her. No one knows I'm coming and I hope no one ever finds out… I can't say good-bye again. Especially not to her…