Disclaimer- I do not own Digimon, I never had and I never will. Life is so UNFAIR! ********************************************************************* Author's Note: I started on chapter 4. It was supposed to be #3, but it wasn't going right, so I decided to rewrite it. I'm very sorry for keeping you all waiting. Sincerely Rose ********************************************************************* The Empress Yolei woke up the next morning, feeling good. Her vision wasn't blurry or anything and she didn't need those bothersome glasses anymore. She smiled to herself and turned over. Suddenly, something didn't seem the same as it did last night. She sat up and looked around the room. Everything looked the same. Blue walls, marble floor, black and gold furniture, full length mirror, big window . . . She decided that she most likely got that feeling because she never slept in a such a big room, and her pillow in her other room wasn't so big and it wasn't nearly as soft and comfortable as this one. She decided that must have been it, but a tiny voice at the back of her head kept on telling her that something was different. She hugged herself, as a shiver went up her spine. Her arms were bare. She fingered her shoulder. They were bare, too, except for a thin, silk strap. She felt her clothes. Everything was loose and felt like silk. She layed back down, not wanting to get up. She wrapped the covers around her body and closed her eyes. She felt something here. Something she never felt when she was around her family or friends. When, she was with them, this feeling wasn't with her. But, inside this place, the place she thought she was destined to destroy, she felt a special emotion. She felt incomplete without it and she felt perfect with it. For momment, she could've died if she knew she had to leave. The feeling was nice, warm and comforting, but at the same time another part of it made her scared. Maybe because it was strange and mysterious. A small part of her inner mind knew that the feeling might hurt her.   Maybe it wasn't the place she was in. Perhaps it was another person in that place with her. She sighed and tried to get back to sleep. She'll figure this out later. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Author's Note: That was so damn, short! Okay, here's the deal. I had to add more feeling to this fic and the perfect way to do it seemed to be to type how Yolei felt about her new life. I know this was short, and I'm going to make it up to you. Now for your amusement, I want YOU, yes, YOU to try and figure out what was so different. I'll give you a hint: She hugged herself, as a shiver went up her spine. Her arms were bare. She fingered her shoulder. They were bare, too, except for a thin, silk strap. She felt her clothes. Everything was loose and felt like silk. Do you know what was different? What changed overnight? What was different from when she fell asleep to when she woke up? Hm? And who do you think changed whatever that got changed? Hm? Any ideas? (smiles mysteriously) - Rose Silverstein