Courage and the Souls
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  • Reads 242
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 4
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Jun 09, 2020
"Perce, I'm not supposed to go in the portal!" Bryan whispered worriedly. He didn't like getting in trouble with the others. "Why are we even here?"

"The Fair Lady had a mission for us."

"What's the mission?"

"Go to a timeline in some dimension to prevent something from happening. Usually, she saves them for the ones with more experience and not us, the two youngest, but she says we're more experienced for this dimension." Bryan looked at the boy in a Digimon shirt with confusion. Perce just shrugged and opened the door to the portal room. They walked past the many pillars before getting to the computer that controlled the portal. Perce typed the coordinates as Bryan looked at the spiral universe collapsing in on itself. 

"And done!" The boy with mint green eyes exclaimed as he got the dimension. He walked over to the young adult wearing a red jacket. They both looked at each other and back at the portal.

"3..."

"2..."

"1!"

They jumped in.
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