-------Chapter one: Takato's Return To School; Culumon's Arrival--------

A young teenager is seen leaning on a wall in an alleyway, his ghostly silver hair blowing in the wind giving the teen a menacing presence.

If you looked in his eyes you would see not the youthful eyes of a child just entering his teenage years, but the aged eyes of a seasoned warrior...

He had his bookbag right on his right side, and a tired look on his face as he looked towards the horizon.

He saw the unnatural fog bank coming in, and said in a tired voice  "And so it begins once again."



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A girl with fiery orange hair wearing a 'sailor fuku' walked up towards a mysterious fog bank that had just rolled in from out of no where. Within the young schoolgirl's eyes could be seen traces of joy at the sight of the mysterious cloud. 

Just before entering the fog bank, she pulls out a pair of Sunglasses and puts them on, and as soon as thats done another figure emerges, this time the said creature was not human but more of a humanoid beast with bright yellow fur, long ears... and keen eyes.

The schoolgirl with the shades, didn't even seem to react to the presence of the odd beast, and continued to walk into the fog, and it was when she had just entered the fog, that part of the ground born cloud flashed red. Almost by instinct one of her hands reached for a strange device with a deep blue circle around it's screen that was on hooked one her skirt hem. As the girl reached for her device the humanoid beast next to her tensed in anticipation for any attack.

 It wasn't till they reached the 'center' of the mysterious cloud, that the source of the red flash was revealed.

An unknown red lizard like creature was fighting a Snimon, possibly for his Data, and from the looks of things the red lizard creature was  playing with Bug Digimon.

It was at that point that the girl saw a boy, that looked just about her age, in a traditional school uniform, the only thing weird about him was the yellow goggles he had around his neck. He looked at the site of the two fighting monsters in a sad sort of manner.

The redhead's face showed anger and annoyance at the mysterious boy.

“What is hell is he doing here, non-Tamers have no place in Battles!”

She watched as the mysterious boy walked toward the two battling monsters.

"That idiot is going to get himself killed!”

She was about to walk over to stop him, and properly scold the boy for getting involved in the battle, when the humanoid beast put her hand on the Schoolgirl's left shoulder. The girl turned towards the beast with annoyance showing in her eyes.


"What is it Renamon!?"

"It wouldnt be wise to rush in this quickly Ruki, we dont know what his relationship is with that red digimon."

 Ruki was about to reply, when the silverhaired schoolboy called out "Guilmon!"

"Guilmon, what the hell is a Guilmon?" wondered Ruki as she watched the events unfolding on the sidelines.

"Guilmon!” The silver haired boy, called to his digimon, not noticing the newcomers beside him. “Enough games Guilmon, Finish him before the fog bank goes away!”
 

"Got it Takatomon… FIREBALL!!" The fireball that shot out of Guilmon’s mouth wiped out the Snimon with no problem, causing the adult level digimon to burst into digital data.

 

“Get his data Guilmon!”  the silver haired boy shouted to the creature known as "Guilmon".

 

“Okay!” The child-like innocents was back now that the danger was gone, and Guilmon sucked up the digimon’s data.

 

Ruki frowned at the data they had lost tonight, but questions whirled around in her mind and she was much more interested in this new digimon named "Guilmon" that stood but a few feet away from her. She grabbed the Device she had tooked hold of just before catching sight of the Tamer of the new Digimon. She then pointed her blue device digimon in front of her. A hologram emerged from the screen showing a full 3-D model of the mysterious digimon...but nothing else showed.

 

She shook it slightly wondering if something was wrong with it, before pointing it at Renamon. All of a sudden a 3-D holographic model of Renamon appeared above the screen with her varrious attacks and stats.


“The D-Ark works when I point it at you, Renamon. So why doesn’t it work on him?” She asked confused, pointing to the digimon known only as; Guilmon.

 
Renamon shook her head again. “I’m sorry Ruki, I don’t know.”

 

Ruki, thought about this for a second then turned back towards the schoolboy and his digimon only to find they were leaving, so in order to make sure they didn't leave she called over to the boy...after all the Tamer is the master of his digimon, so if the boy stopped so would the digimon.

“Hey you, Goggles! Wait up!”

 
The boy looked up slightly surprised, it was obvious that he hadn’t noticed her before. His digimon looked up as well, and growled menacingly when he saw Renamon, the air of innocence vannishing from the mysterious digimon just as sudden as it had arrived after the battle with Snimon.

 
Both Ruki and Renamon stood their ground, “I want a digimon battle, that is if your strong enough,” She stated, thinking he couldn't refuse. “Renamon and me, against you and your talking dinosaur.” She said while pointing at "Takatomon" and at Guilmon.

 

But he did refuse. “Forget it.”

 

Both Renamon’s and Ruki’s eyes widened in surprise. “Look,” Ruki snapped at him. “I’m not giving you much of a choice in the matter. You either fight or your pathetic excuse for a digimon becomes digital data.” She already had gotten her cards out in preparation of battle.

 

Takato frowned. “What you call a pathetic excuse for a digimon, is my friend, and unlike you I fight for a purpose, to protect people.” He shook his head. “Digimon aren’t just data, their living things. You just seem to want to fight to become stronger. Well forget it.” He stated again. “I’m not going to help you over come your goals, if that’s what you call them.” He commented. With these words he started to walk away. Guilmon gave another menacing growl, before following behind him.

 

Ruki was shaking with anger now, how dare he say that too her, Renamon was her digimon, to do with as she pleased. And if she wanted to fight then she would. “Renamon.” She stated. “Attack!”

 

Renamon would have spoken her displeasure in the matter if she thought it would help, but she knew Ruki was set on this. She attacked the two from behind.

 

Takato heard her coming though. “Guilmon.” He stated. The digimon knew what to do. Turning around he shouted, “FIREBALL!” for the second time that morning.

 

A ball of bright, red, hot fire came at Renamon at an amazing speed, she had no time to move before she was hit, being thrown several feet in the air.

 

“Renamon!” Ruki called out in alarm. Her digimon landed on the ground with a soft thud.

 

She waited. Her partner did not rise. Ruki turned back to the boy and his digimon.

 

They were gone.

 

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Matsuda Takato waked down the street slowly. The slower he walked, the longer it would take to get there, the longer it took to get there would mean the longer it was before he had to enter the classroom, and introduce himself. At least that’s the way it worked in his mind.

 

He was being followed, and he knew it, but he’d humor them for now.

 

Besides, he was more worried about other things. Those things being, school. He was not worried of the work, nor how strict his new teacher would be (Takato’s grandfather was probably worse then any of them when it came to school work, and paying attention), or being late. No, he was more worried about the students there. There were a few people he’d rather not met up with again… If they asked question he would deny them answers. It was that simple.

 

He had arrived now, the school standing tall in front of him. Small kids ran around playing tag and other simple games. Most of the older girls walked around in groups chatting about silly things like boys, and make-up. Where the older boys hug out with each other and played the card game…

 

He was tempted to turn around a head back home. Not his home here, but back on the island. That was his real home…

 

But he knew he couldn’t. If he was right something big was going to happen soon, and he would need to be here when the time came.

 

His senses told him that his stalker had followed him this far, and that he was hiding in the bush to the left of him. He turned to that direction, sighing inwardly. “Guilmon,” He stated, “You can come out now.”

 

He had followed him all this way, Takato knew, but really didn’t mind. He had told Guilmon yesterday that coming to school would be a bad idea; they’d both be in trouble if someone saw him. But Guilmon hated being separated from Takato, and Takato felt the same way about Guilmon. In a way it wasn’t really a problem, Guilmon wasn’t stupid, he could hide himself well, when needed too.

 

Guilmon slowly crawled out of the bush he had been hiding in. He looked up into his partner, defiance in his eyes, “I’m not going home.” He stated, in a voice which sounded so different from the one he usually used.

 

Takato looked down at him, a brief smile appeared on his face, “Who said I was going to make you?” Amusement was laced through his words, and Guilmon looked at him confused.

 

It seemed to him that Takato’s moods could change in a blink of an eye, and they often did. From happy to sad, from sad to angry. Guilmon usually didn’t mind it, but sometimes it could be awfully confusing…

 

Takato saw his confused look, and shook his head, “Don’t worry about it Guilmon.” His face turned back to its normal frown, “But stay hidden for now, understand?”

 

Guilmon nodded his head, and Takato continued, “The last thing we need right now is for some innocent bystander to see you, and go telling the whole neighborhood.” His words were firm. “When the bell rings and the other kids go inside, then you can look around, but not until then.” He finished, and Guilmon nodded once more before slipping into the bush again.

 

Takato looked up at the school again, before looking down at the watch on his wrist. 8:27AM, he had only a few minutes left. Hopefully it'd be enough time to find his classroom. Hopefully, it didn’t have any old friends in it.

 

Slowly he began to walk on to the grounds, maybe if he was lucky he could avoid running into people he didn’t want to see, sadly, luck wasn’t on his side to today.

 

“Hey, dude!” Someone grabbed his shoulder from behind him, “Your new here aren’t you?”

 

Takato whipped around quickly to face the person that had grabbed him, he hated being touched. To his both his shock and anger, it was Hirokazu.

 

He tried to speak, but really wasn’t sure what to say. What this really Hirokazu? Yes, his mind told him, it had to be him… He wore the same clothing that he had wore five years ago, the same visor, the same grin; like the one he wore whenever he’d beaten Takato at the card game, and the same eyes.…

 

But Hirokazu didn’t realize it was him… Takato could easily understand that, he doubted many of his friends would recognize him. Five years had past, and in that time Takato had grown a lot, the silver hair didn’t really help matters. But Takato wanted to believe that Hirokazu changed over the years, hopefully for the better.

 

Takato still hadn’t replied to Hirokazu’s question, but the boy didn’t really seem to care. “Whatever, you must be new, I’ve never seen you before.”

 

"Well I'm not exactly new here... More like returning home... Now if you don’t mind... I gotta get to class." With that Takato was heading towards the school doors. Hirokazu didn’t seem to get the hint, he was following close behind him. “So where did you live before coming here?” He asked.

 

“On a small island with my grandfather.” Takato replied coldly.

 

“Oh, cool I guess.” He shrugged off Takato’s cold reply, “So why did you come back?” Maybe he hadn’t meant to sound rude, but Takato was getting the feeling that Hirokazu was just trying to get under his skin now.

 

“My grandfather been home schooling me since I was about eight, he decided that it would be a nice change for both of us if I came back to go to school here.” Well it wasn’t really a lie…

 

“And what’s with the silver hair, and goggles? Man, don’t you have any fashion sense whatsoever?!”

 

Takato grit his teeth to stop him from barking out his reply, he didn’t need to be showing off his temper this early in the morning. But it didn’t matter; Hirokazu was off again, firing another question at him.

 

“Hey? Who are you staying with here? Do you even have parents, or were they just so bored of you that they shoved the responsibility of a kid onto your grandfather?”

 

It’s took all of Takato physical energy, not to fire his fist straight into Hirokazu’s nose, instead he snapped at him, “Why do you care?!”

 

"Sheesh, what’s your problem? I’m just asking if why your parents aren’t here… What they dead or someth-?" That was all Hirokazu could say, as a fist impacted into his face…

 

"Never speak of my parents like that, Hirokazu." Takato was glaring now.

 

Hirokazu’s nose was bleeding by now. "How the hell do you know my name…? You know you kind of look like that sore loser Takato… But with silver hair.” He noticed Takato’s frown at that remark. "That’s it isn’t it... Your Matsuda Takato... And here I thought the rumor were just that, but you really did run away after you father killed your mother, didn’t you?!”

 

Takato lost it... He was going to make Kazu pay...NO ONE speaks of his past that way! Takato threw another punch and Hirokazu retaliated with a swift blow to the gut that knocked the wind out of Takato.

 

"STOP IT!" A girl got in the way of the two brawlers. Takato couldn’t stop the punch he had thrown seconds prior to her intervening... He hit Hirokazu one last time, making him land a few feet away.

 

The girl ran to go see if her friend was okay, before glanced at Takato to try and find remorse for his actions... There was nothing of the sorta, his face only showed that hate, anger, and betrayal that had been their since Hirokazu’s first remark.

 

Takato then proceeded across into the building… Missing the faint whisper by the girl... "Is that you Takato…?"

 

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Lee Jenrya sat down in his seat, and watched as the other students around him sat down as well. Miss Asaji was going to enter the room any minute now, and that was probably the only reason the room was so quite. Miss Asaji hated to be kept waiting, and it meant detention to anyone who dared to try.

 

Jenrya looked around the room, a few of the students were missing, and he guessed that they would be the ones in detention today.

 

Miss Asaji had finally entered the room, and the few whispers that had been heard before disappeared like nothing.

 

"Class,” She spoke loud and clear to get the attention of anyone who hadn’t been listening before, “we have a new student joining us today. His Name is Matsuda Takato, and he’s coming from the island of Okinawa."

 

The teacher moved aside, and Jenrya watched as a short boy entered the room. He was about Jenrya’s age, with maroon eyes, and silver hair, for some strange reason he wore a pair of goggles on his head, but no one commented, it looked like the boy had already had his share problems for the day, and the deep frown on his face proved it.

 

"Matsuda-san any words to your fellow classmates?"

 

Takato shook his head from side to side. Miss Asaji looked rather shocked at his response, but covered it up by giving him a seat by the window.

 

The boy sat down quietly with the rest of the class and Jenrya watch him warily, as did the other kids. He was different, Jen could give him that much. Their were very few students that would give up the chance to talk about themselves in front of the class, but then again, Takato didn’t seem to be the big ego type.

 

Maybe he was shy? He doubted it. The deep frown he wore was not one of a shy person. He was thinking of something, something of great importance by the looks of it.

 

That’s when three people walked in, Juri, Hirokazu, and Kenta. Jenrya didn’t know any of them all that well other than the fact that they we’re about to be in big trouble in a few moments. Miss Asaji usually gave out worse detentions for being tardy, than for talking or not paying attention in class, and she looked up when they entered the room.

 

“Hirokazu!” She exclaimed, when she saw him, “What on earth happened to your face?” Looking at him you could tell that his nose had been bleeding just a few minutes before, and he had a black eye to match.

 

He shrugged, “I got into a fight.” Both Kenta and Juri were watching him with worry. “I’ll be fine though,” He insisted.

 

The teacher didn’t ask anymore questions after that, and sent them to their seats with a warning that if they were late again they would be doing bucket duty.

 

Each of them quickly headed for their seats, but at the same time they seemed to be looking for someone. From their reaction, Jenrya guessed they had found what they were looking for. All three of them sent looks at Takato. Hirokazu watched him with an icy glare, Kenta with a look of confusion, and Juri with one of hurt.

 

Had all three of them known Takato before? Or had it just been a bad meeting for the three of them. Either way, they didn’t look happy about Takato’s arrival in their class, and through this whole ordeal, Takato didn’t look up once. It was obvious that he was ignoring them.

 

Jenrya turned to face the teacher again, he really didn’t want to be one of the few to get caught staring at Takato, and by now, he could tell they boy wasn’t enjoying the attention.

 

To pass the time he wondered about Terriermon, and prayed to himself that the little dog/rabbit type digimon hadn’t gotten in trouble. He sighed to himself; Terriermon would rather stir up trouble then try and lie down... Even for a moment. He could only guess what trouble Terriermon was trying to cause this time, and hope that he didn’t he wouldn’t be the one punished for it in the end…

 

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"Dang it Jen, I knew I’d get bored,"

 

In truth Terriermon was worse than bored. Right now the seconds seemed like minutes, the minutes like hours, and the hours like days.

 

It didn’t help that he was hungry. Jenrya always seemed to complain about him trying to eat him out of house and home, but it wasn’t his fault! He was a growing digimon, he needed lots of food!

 

“Oh well… I guess a short nap couldn’t hurt…” He yawned; he’d been woken up waaaaaaay to early for his liking… And just so that he could go to school with Jen, what a waste of his time. He leaned up against the trunk of the oak tree he was sitting in, and slowly began to drift off… That’s when he heard it.

 

The crunch of leaves being step on from below. He could just barely hear it, but he knew on thing: Something was definitely down there.

 

Slowly he perched himself in a spot where he could look downwards without falling out of the tree.

 

It was a digimon, red in color, but that’s all he could really tell. But he’d saw him, it’s yellow eyes looked into his green ones. Terriermon froze, silently praying that this digimon was weaker than it looked. But then it was gone… Vanishing without a trace…

 

“I have a feeling Jen’s going to want to hear about this…”

 

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"Damn it,"

I thought to myself, still staring out the window like I’d had been doing for the past hour, "This one of the reasons of why I left…"

 

I could feel everyone looking at me. My childhood friend; Juri. One of my original friends; Kenta, and that jerk Hirokazu… Not to mention the blue haired boy that sits far to my right.

 

Juri wants to know what has happened since I last saw her, telling by the look she gives me. It’s almost as if she’s waiting for something… Waiting for me to become what I once was...

 

I turned away to avoid the looks I was getting and looked out the window to my left, and noticed that outside it was cloudy, much like that day I’d decided to return…

 

***Flashback***

 

They stood on the beach, the waves barely hitting their bare feet before being drawn back into the depths of the ocean. Both of them watched at the sun set and it fall behind the great mountain in front of them.

 

The Silver haired boy turned to his friend. "Growmon... You feel it don’t you?"

 

The Dragon replied with a Simple nod of his head.

 

"Growmon, I know how you feel about this... But I don’t think you should be in that adult form of yours... I didn’t design it to really be that small, and we don’t wish to draw attention to our selves."

 

Growmon nodded again, in understanding this time... Suddenly, glowing so bright much his form was indistinguishable... And once where Growmon stood was a smaller Dinosaur like Digimon. "Thanks Guilmon... lets go."

 

The boat was waiting for them, and they moved quickly. Neither of them looked back.

 

***End Flashback***

 

*SLAM*

 

I woke up to see the teacher glaring at me as well. "I don’t care if you’re new here or not Takato-san, rules are rules. Now go out and hold the buckets till I send someone to get you."

 

Some of the girls giggled, where the boys like Hirokazu smirking. All but one of course, that kid with the blue hair...Jenrya watched in part worried. "Poor kid…" I heard him mumble.

 

Getting up, I headed out into the hallway and picked up the buckets… "Today is definitely not my day," I muttered.

 

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Elsewhere, in a digital plain, a tiny digimon was found dodging attacks from a MetalTyrannomon.

 

The android digimon, MetalTyrannomon, was almost like a normal Tyrannomon, but was black in color, and covered with a think armor of wires that seemed to take over every part of his body. His expression was one of rage, as she attacked the little digimon, intend on deleting it and taking its data to become stronger.

 

The digimon he fought was the exact opposite when it came to this other horrible beast. He was short, but cute, with white fur, and purple for the tips of his ears and feet. His bright green eyes were lit up with complete innocents, and he didn’t seemed to get why MetalTyrannomon was attacking him. But the most interesting thing about this digimon was the small triangle on his forehead, it was red in color and seemed to stand out above all else.

 

“Culu! Whoa, watch where you’re pointing that thing!” He cried out as MetalTyrannomon fired another Fire Blast II.

 

The MetalTyrannomon paid no attention to the digimon’s demands, and shouted, “Nuclear Laser!” The blast just missed the other digimon by just inches.

 

“Hey! What did I even do to you!?”

 

The MetalTyrannomon ignored the digimon, and attacked him once again. That’s when the symbol on the digimon’s forehead because to glow a bright red, and a portal opened in a flash of blue and purple. The MetalTyrannomon was forced to shield his eyes from the light with one of his large claws, but not prepared to give up he fired another Nuclear Laser.

 

There was a cry of, “Culu!” the light faded, and when MetalTyrannomon unshielded his eyes, the digimon was gone.


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