No Greater Love prologue
a/n: This fic was inspired by the movie Gladiator. If you've seen it, you might be able to tell how. Maybe not. Either way, I feel like I need to write it, and it may be a bit depressing, but I suppose that's the general idea. I know this part is REALLY short, but it's just the prologue. I'll have more out soon, but I thought this part deserved to be by itself. (the title will be explained later on) Please read and review, and enjoy my fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.

When bad things happen to people, or when things aren't going their way, that always seems to be their first question. "Why did it have to be me? Why did this happen to us?"
Some people think they have the answer to this question. "It's destiny." They explain. "It's fate." I used to believe in destiny. I used to believe in a lot of things that seem meaningless to me now.
Once…so long ago now that I hardly remember…I believed in destiny. I also believed that a group of kids could save the world. Save the world and all live to tell about it. It's funny, you know, how your entire view on life can change in one horrible moment.
Suddenly, everything you believed in was wrong. Everything you believed in was a lie. How could one event effect me so much? One event? No…one person.
I admire him for what he did. Still, at the same time, I hate him for it. How can you hate the only reason you're still alive? Easy. He knew what he was getting into. He knew he wasn't going to be getting out of it. He still went. He did it for us.
I admire his courage, his strength, his determination. I miss him more than he could ever know. I know that no one could have changed his mind. I wish someone had. Do you know what he told us? He said, "Don't be sorry."
How can we not be sorry? How can we not blame ourselves when we know that it is because of us that we will never see him again? He had so much to live for, and we took that away from him. He threw it away for us.
And so I am brought back to my original question, which I do not have an answer to, and do not pretend to have an answer to.
Why did it have to be him?
Why did you leave us?
a/n: Okay, that came out well. Actually pretty close to what I was aiming for. Give me a few days and I'll have more. I hope you liked it.

Readers of "I Never Told You": I am putting that fic on hold for a few days, but I'll try to have the next part out by Friday at the latest. Sorry for the wait…