Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Love Will Find A Way ❯ Tears and Wishes ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note: Greetings, readers, and welcome to my Digimon fic, Love Will Find A Way. A few notes on the story: it is set after the end of Season 02, after the defeat of MaloMyotismon. However, the ending offered in the show is not followed through in my story. Not every child in the world has a digimon - still only the original Digi-Destined from seasons 01 and 02.

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LOVE WILL FIND A WAY

Chapter One: Tears and Wishes

Gatomon wiped away the tear rolling down her cheek with a gloved paw, but another was immediately shed to take its place. It had been three years since the defeat of MaloMyotismon and the fight to save both of their worlds had been won.

Although the worlds were safe, however, Gatomon couldn't seem to pull herself out of despair. The darkness that clouded her heart had only grown thicker over the years. Wizardmon was gone, but she dreamed of him every night. The memory of his sacrifice haunted her. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw him leap in front of her. He was struck by Myotismon's attack, his purple hat flying off as he hit the ground, his cloak tattered, face pale, dying...

Gatomon sobbed, wrapping her arms around herself as she cried. As he lay there dying, his only concern had been to make sure that she was all right. He was not worried for himself, only her.

Tears raced each other down her face, leaping from her chin to the floor. Why did he have to leave her? Why?

“I wish Myotismon would have killed me long ago,” she whispered to the winds around her. “If not for me, Wizardmon never would have died, and I… I…” She broke down, unable to continue speaking beyond the sobs. She wrapped her tail around herself as she struggled to hold the tears back. She was strong, but she was no strong enough for this. In fact, she hadn't felt strong since his death. Not like she had been before.

“Wizardmon…”

Despite the bright sunlight shining through the glass doors to the balcony, the cold seemed to grow within Gatomon. It was as though the frozen wasteland that was her lonely soul were expanding to the rest of her body. How long until she was completely taken over by the cold and the darkness?

“Oh, Wizardmon,” she whispered, “I would do anything to have you back.”

Gatomon gasped, as sudden warmth filled the room. The cold darkness within her seemed to retreat from the sensation, and Gatomon turned quickly to find its source.

It was an angel.

Tall and regal, with long red hair and eyes the color of the sun, he was staring down at her intently. His simple white robe swished elegantly as he stepped forward, folding the wings gracefully against his back, as he held a pale hand out to her.

“Anything?” he asked in a deep tone, his voice soft, yet firm. “You would do anything to have him back?”

“Anything,” Gatomon whispered. She couldn't think of a single thing she wouldn't have done to be back in Wizardmon's protective embrace. If only…

“Come with me, Gatomon.”

She glanced at the angel in surprise. His hand was still held out to her.

“Come with me for a little while, Gatomon, and I will bring him back to you.”

Gatomon had to force herself to breathe. He would bring Wizardmon back? He could do that? Her heart was thundering in her chest. Could she not accept his offer? Wizardmon had sacrificed his own life to save her. Could she even think of refusing?

“How long?” Gatomon asked, but her heart didn't care much for the answer. The thought of Wizardmon returning to her, being back in his arms… it was near sinful to think of declining this angel's promise.

“Not long,” the angel assured her. “Just for a little while, come with me, and I will bring him back to you.” His gave his hand a mild flourish, directing her attention to its offer. “Will you come with me, Gatomon?”

Of course, she couldn't refuse. The snowy wasteland within her soul had already begun to thaw. She could not turn away his hand now. Not when she was so close to having him back.

“Yes,” Gatomon replied, placing a small gloved paw into his outstretched hand. “Yes, I will come with you. Just please, bring back my love.”

The angel gave a small bow. “Your wish will be done, Gatomon. All of your wishes, done.”

The angel closed his hand around Gatomon's paw. The air around them shimmered for a moment, and in a flash of light, the room was empty once more.