Deep in a dark, secluded place sat a digiwoman. MysticWitchmon to be specific. With blond hair almost as long as she was tall, dressed in an outlandish, if not slightly scantily clad, witches outfit that was naturally for her and her kind. A pair of red cloths were wrapped about her eyes in a vague x shape yet she could still see perfectly fine. Here she sat, legs crossed and broom resting in her lap. Far away from the noise and chaos of the outside world. Far from the suffering and pain. Far from the war that was tearing her entire world apart bit by little bit. But she couldn't think about that now. It was why she had found this dark little corner to hid in. So she could focus on one of the hardest things she had ever attempted. Getting free from the digital world. 

And she was SO close. She could feel herself slipping out of this dimension, and into another. She honestly wasn't aiming for any specific place, or any specific dimension for that matter. It was said that they original witch and wizardmons actually came from a closely neighboring dimension to that of the digital world. She knew there were many shades of reality, and she honestly didn't care which one she went to. She pushed harder at the invisible boarder between dominions. She was so frustratingly close. 

But what scared her was that she had been this close for almost an hour now. She was starting to doubt herself. Was she powerful enough to leave this world? She believed she was, she knew plenty of rookie levels managed to make the jump, so why wasn't she? Was something wrong with her technique? She was sure she was doing this right. So why? Why wasn't she breaking through! If she had to put words on it, it was not that she wasn't pushing hard enough...rather that something in the digital world was holding her back. And that thought scared her even more. 

~Please!~ she prayed desperately ~ Please Let me in. I don't care where or why, just as long as I am not here~ She closed her eyes tightly and prayed ~I don't belong here anymore, so just take me some where I do belong~ 

Shortly after that thought left her mind she felt something new. Not the force of her pushing, but the sensation of something pulling. Before she realized it she was no longer in the digital world, she was being taken somewhere new. A gentle light was pulling and guiding here to a new world. It was warm and inviting, the light made her think of destiny. When it faded she was sitting on her knees, her eyes slowly adjusting to her new surroundings. She couldn't make out much, but there was some kind of person in front of her, and some sort of device in their...his hands. She suddenly stop trying to figure out her surroundings as her attention focused on the device. She knew what it was. She stood up, her broom hovering shortly behind her as she rushed forward and gripped the boys hand and closely examine the object. "A digivice..." she whispered in a somewhat shocked voice. She could feel it in her bones. That was her digivice, and that was her tamer. She took a few steps back. Looking up as if addressing whatever force finally brought her here. 

"This isn't what I meant!" she growled out in frustration "I was asking for escape, not a new burden!"