Mal Jenkins's Story

The sound of rain pounding on the concrete, the feeling of the water rolling down your shoulders, it's a common thing in Seattle, and today's no exception. Mal walked through the cities streets with his hood up, keeping some of the water off of his head. It was a pretty boring day. Mal had a pair of headphones in his ears, listening to some Nirvana, well he is from Seattle after all. As he pasted a alleyway, something caught his eye. He saw something move. He stopped, and entered the alley. He looked around the alley, and saw nothing. Then the trash cans moved ever so slightly. He came closer to them, and then a cat jumped out from behind them, and ran off. "Stupid cat!"

He turned around, and began to exit the alleyway. As he walked forward, he just vanished without a trace. "Huh? What the heck?!" He shouted. He couldn't see a thing. "What's going on?! Wait, what's that?!" He saw some sort of light and ran towards it. He stumbled out of the darkness, and fell onto the grassy ground. He quickly jumped up, and took a good look at his surroundings. He was in some sort of lush, and exotic jungle. But everything seemed.....off. He took his headphones out of his ears. "What the......did I fall and hit my head?" He pinched his arm to check if he was awake, well he was awake, that's something at least.

He could rustling in the trees above him, he had this feeling he was being watched. He cautiously walked forward, and he kept a eye on his surroundings. Then from above, a small, red-orange, lion-like creature leaped towards him. The creature tackled him to the ground. "Finally! You're here! You took you're sweet time!" the creature said as it sat on his chest. "Get off me fuzzball!" Mal said as he pushed the creature off of him. "Fuzzball?! Em's fightin words!" It said as he put up it's hands. "I'm not gonna fight you! I don't even know who you are!" Mal said as he got up. "I'm Coronamon! And I've been waiting for you Mal."

Mal gave him a confused look. "How do you know my name? What are you? Where am I?" Mal asked the strange creature as he looked around. "I don't know, I just do. I'm a Digimon. And you're in the Digital World." Coronamon answered. "What's a Digimon?" Mal asked. "I can't explain that anymore than you can explain what you are. We are just Digimon." Coronamon answered. "Ok, fair enough. But what's the Digital World?" Mal asked. Coronamon sighed. "I don't know everything! If you want answers you're suppose to follow the light." Coronamon then pointed towards a light in sky in the distance. Mal gave Coronamon a nod. "Lead the way little guy." He said as he motioned him to move forward. "Don't call me little!" They then set out forward towards the light.

Thump, thump, and more thumping echoed in the bedroom of Simon Conway as he threw a rubber ball at the ceiling of his bedroom, catching it, and throwing it back up again. "I'm soooooooooo bored!" He moaned. He's been suspended from school, again, and has nothing to do. The reason for his suspension this time was taking his school's principle's car for a little joy ride, and parking it into a lake. Honest mistake. "You seek anarchy? Thrills? I can grant you this, and much more." A deep, and ominous voice bellowed in his mind. Simon sat up, and looked around his room for it's source.

Then a black portal appeared in his room. Simon got up, and investigated it. "What the...?" He asked himself. "Go through it. Meet your destiny." The voice commanded. "Ah, screw it." Simon then cautiously entered the dark portal. On the other side was a different, and colorful world. Simon looked around in wonder as his portal disappeared behind him. "Ok, what have I been smoking?" Simon asked himself in disbelieve at what he was seeing.

A small red fireball rushed pass his head, coming from behind him. "What the?!" Simon yelled in surprise. "Hey Simon!" A loud, and angry voice called out from behind him. Simon turned around to see a small, purple devil-like creature. "Boy you're uglier then I thought!" The strange creature shouted when it saw his face. "Hey short-stack! Look who's talking! Yea.....purple rat!" Simon replied back. "Rat!......I don't know what that is." The creature said as it took a moment to think what a rat was.

"What are you then?" Simon asked as he circled around the creature. "I'm Impmon, a Digimon! And you better show me respect if ya' know what's good for ya'!" Impmon replied. Simon pulled on his tail to be sure it wasn't some sort of costume. "Hey! Watch it! You stupid or somethin'?! You don't go around pulling a mon's tail!" Impmon yelled as he took his tail in his hand. "Fine, sorry. Wimp. So what is this place?" Simon asked. "You're in the Digital World pal! Beyond that I can't tell ya'." Impmon said as he stroked his tail. "Why's that? You don't know?" Simon asked with a bit of smugness. "I....I just can't explain it to someone as ugly, and stupid as you! Besides, you're suppose to go through that!" Impmon said as he pointed out the dark portal that just appeared behind Simon. "Come on dummy!" Impmon ordered as he dragged Simon along through the portal by his arm.

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The two new partners continued to walk in the forest towards the light. "Man that thing's much farther away then it looked." Mal groaned. "Hey, it's better then just waiting around." Coronamon added. "I guess. So Coronamon, tell me a little something about yourself." Mal asked. "What about? I'm fuzzy, and I shoot fireballs. I'm not that complicated." Coronamon answered. "Yeah, you sound so simple." Mal said sarcastically. "At least tell me if I'm the only one brought here." Coronamon sighed. "No, others are brought here as well. Don't know if any have got here yet though." He answered. "Really? How many more?" Mal asked. Coronamon sighed again, and stopped. "You sure have a lot of questions. I'm not sure. Five I think. Any more questions?" Coronamon answered. "Yeah, think we should wait for them?" Mal asked. "I don't know. Hard tellin' when they get here."

The dark pairing stepped out of the portal, and onto a mansion's foyer. "Hmmpt, fancy digs." Simon stated as he gave the place a good look over. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, marvel on ya' own time!" Impmon growled. "Pretty pushy for a guy who barely comes above my knees." Simon smirked as they walked forward. "Shut it!" Impmon was very sensitive about his height. "Ouch, 'shut up', quite the burn." Simon replied back a grin. "Burn?! I'll show you a burn you little....." Impmon was then interrupted by the three Dracmon who began dancing around them like they did to the one who just arrived.

"Stop! You're giving me a headache!" Simon yelled. The Digimon all stopped. "Who are these jokers?" Simon whispered to Impmon. "Dracmon, working for the guy you, and the others are suppose to see. They are annoying." Impmon whispered back. "I'm Simon Conway, and the big guy here is Impmon. You're expecting us?" Simon said with a slight smirk. "Yes! Master wants us to hand these out to the humans!" One of the Dracmon said as he took out a small, indigo, and black device. "This is for you Mister Conway!" The Dracmon said as he handed Simon the device. "Great, what I always wanted. A thingamajig." Simon said as he cautiously took the strange device. "Now you must go wait in there with Miss Maksuda!" The Dracmon said as they pointed towards the large door.

"Great. Waiting." Simon moaned. The two went over to the living room. Inside a rather pretty girl, and some kind of rabbit, thing waited. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Simon said with sly grin. He gently took the girl's hand, and gently kissed it. "I, my lady, am Simon Conway. It's a pleasure my dear." Simon said with the most charming smile he could muster. "And my pint-sized friend here is Impmon." Impmon rolled his eyes. "Shut it ugly!" Impmon said as he threw a fireball at Simon's feet. "Hey! Watch it you little purple rat!" Simon growled at Impmon. The two stared each other down.

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They were very close to the pillar of light now. Mal could make out a figure in the light. "What is...or who is that?" Mal asked. "Angemon. He'll answer all your questions." Coronamon answered. Mal's eyes narrowed in on Angemon. "Come on! Enough waiting!" Coronamon shouted as he grabbed Mal's hand, and dragged him down the hill. "Hold on!" Mal said as could barely keep up with his partner.

They soon past another human, and digimon pairing as Coronamon dragged Mal down the hill. "Ha, ha! Later slowpokes!" Coronamon shouted as they pasted them. "Dang it slow down! How can you be so fast with those little legs of yours?! Why couldn't you be a nice, and calm turtle?!"

"So, uhh... this 'Angemon' guy... what does he want from me, exactly?"

"Eh. Something about an 'Ancient evil', 'Five heroes chosen by destiny', 'Something, something Digivice...'" The scarred dinosaur, Agumon, as he'd learned to call him responded "Wasn't really paying attention to be honest; I was a little caught up in how much I'd rather be talking to his sister."

Mickey could only fix the Digimon with an incredulous stare.

"That... seems like an awful lot of important shit to tune out just to daydream about a girl."

"You've clearly never met Angewomon."

It was with that remark that the duo finally made it into a clearing after what must've been three straight hours of bushwhacking through rough country and dense forest, for which Mickey was quite grateful that he was still in his workboots, as walking through what was behind him without them would've led to his ankles twisting every goddamn way but right. Taking off his cap to wipe the sweat off his brow, the lad turned his eyes to the top of the hill that was before them now, namely at the impossibly bright light radiating from it's summit.

"That's him?"

"Yup."

"Alright." Mick growled, pulling his hat back on and starting up the hill "Let's see what he wants."

"Heh..."

"What is it?"

"Sorry..." Agumon started with an amused grin "...Just thinking that, for someone who litterally fell face-first into another world today, you've got an awful lot of moxie."

"Oh, shaddup..."

With that, the young man and his now-snickering companion pressed on to meet the one guy that could give them some answers.

As the beacon Angemon was creating faded away he landed and looked at the three Digidestined that actually made it to him. "Hello, I am Angemon one of three apostles o the Sovereigns and I have something for you three from them." Angemon said as small balls of light appeared before each of the kids, in the lights were small devices. "I was asked to explain why you have been brought here, and make a request to you all."
Angemon said as he slam his staff in to the ground letting out a blinding light and soon the whole group was in the throne room of a castle.

"This is Castle Eden, it is my home and where the three of you can stay while in the Digital World. I understand that you may feel confused so I will explain why you are here and what the Sovereigns' request is." Angemon spoke as three chairs appear behind where the Digidestined stood, he sat down on the throne."Long ago a great evil threaten the balance of the Digital World, this evil attempted to conquer the whole of the Digital World with fear. Ikelosmon, empowered by the fears of Digimon gained a massive amount of power and soon rivaled that of the Sovereigns, and so in a last ditch effort the Sovereigns decided to try and seal away his strength, as destroying a power of that level may have endangered the the Digital world. It took all of their strength to seal him away for what was supposed to be eternity." As Angemon spoke a large tapestry behind him began to show the the story.

"Sadly though the battle took a toll on the Sovereigns, and the once gods of the Digital world had lost most of their power, and were not able to stop what was to come. Without the Sovereign to keep the world in check chaos ensued and strong Digimon claimed territories. The Territory heads are immensely strong, I will tell you how to deal with a territory head if I assume it may be a problem." Angemon stated as the tapestry showed battles between Digimon illustrating the wars that had gone on prior to them showing up."The Wars and construction of territories weren't the only thing to happen with the aftermath of the war, 10 special artifacts once hidden from the Digital World by the Sovereigns were released into the world, the Digital Matrices. The Matrices are what gave their power to those devices I gave you, only a portion of their powers are in there and you'll learn how great of a power those hold." Angemon continued without giving the Digidestined a chance to talk yet.

"Those Matrices are now the objective of Ikelosmon who has returned in a weakened state like the Sovereigns, he plans to use the Matrices to get his power back. We need your power, the power of the Digidestined, special humans chosen to save our world. Barbamon, a soldier of Ikelosmon is using the power of Digivices that he stole and using humans to get the Matrices to fully return Ikelosmon to power to take over the Digital world. Now will you please assist us in saving the Digital World?

As Jin walked down the hill toward Angemon, they were quickly bypassed by another Human and a lion like creature. After making it to the bottom of the hill he saw another group appear, this time the Digimon looked like a dinosaur. Soon after the got there the light began to faded and Angemon began to land before the three of them.

As the small turquoise landed in his hand, Jin looked at Dracomon, the colors matched him at most exactly. Soon in what seemed like an instant they were in a castle's throne room. Angemon look little time to allow them to adjust and began telling them a story. It was like the plot of a video game, a great evil and of course it is mature adults that are trained or anything but kids that have to save the world. Jin looked around the throne room, this had to be real he now realized. Angemon hadn't stopped talking even though Jin wasn't fully paying attention. Angemon finally made his request and called them something, Digidestined. "So this really is the real deal. Why me? us? What makes us three, and those others so special? If you need people to save this world why kids? Jin asked Angemon who sat quietly before Dracomon butted in, "Because it can't be anyone else, we partners are connected there is no other choice it you are my human and I am your Digimon. We have to do this Jin, this is my world and even if you have to think it is all a game and none of it is real, help us please. I am going to need your power, and maybe just maybe you'll get something out of it too." Dracomon said looking at Jin but also trying to relay the message to the others. "Well said Dracomon. It is exactly as he says it is not our choice exactly, but if you really don't want to help I can keep you safe here until the Sovereigns get the power to send you home." Angemon responded. Jin now whether he agreed or not he was stuck here for awhile. "If I am stuck here anyway I guess there is no reason not to help until I am able to go home." Jin said as he began to walk out of the throne room, Dracomon followed behind him after talking to Angemon. "He is probably just scared he'll coming around eventually I promise. I'll show him to a room. Angemon nodded then looked over at the others awaiting their answers.
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Shiori listened to Barbamon, he got to the point quickly, If she wanted the strength she was promised she would have to agree to these terms. It seemed like a pretty cut and dry deal one favor for another. Lunamon seemed worried by the deal, she never trusted trusted the virus Digimon in general and Barbamon had always made her feel uneasy. While Shiori was still going over her choices Mia and Owen agreed, they hadn't seemed to troubled by the idea. Shiori knew she had to agree but could feel Lunamon's unease, assuming she was worried Shiori may leave "Don't worry Lunamon, I am going to help them. We get to stay together." Lunamon smiled at Shiori's attempt to console her. She was only told that she was to go meet Shiori no detail at all, and now they are to go on this big with these weird people. Lunamon continued to worry about what this was all about until she realized Shiori was ready to answer Barbamon, "Yes! Lunamon and I will help as well. If it is to get what I was promised it is only fair I do a favor for this Ikelosmon." Luna looked at Shiori and just smiled, even though she still didn't know what Shiori had wished for she could see it was important to her.

Once they made it down the Mal started breathing heavily. "All man! We weren't the first ones here! This is your fault, slow-poke!" Coronamon said as he pointed towards the other pair that beat them there. "Right....my bad.....I'm not out of shape or anything, but my God, can an Olympic athlete even keep up with you, you big fuzzy jumping bean?" Mal asked as he finally caught his breath. "Yeah.....I have no idea what that is." Coronamon replied. Mal looked at the pair that beat them down here. He then noticed that his partner was a dinosaur-dragon thing, and so was the guy they pasted on the hill partner. Was Coronamon really the only mammal here?

"So....what now?" Mal asked aloud, not really addressing it to anyone. Then the pillar of light faded, and a angel-like Digimon appeared. "Angemon?" Mal muttered to himself. Coronamon seemed to be in awe. Then the orbs of light appeared, and dropped a small device in his hand. "What the? Yeah, I already have a phone, and this seems to be a few steps back." Mal muttered. Angemon then slammed his staff into the ground, and a blinding light emitted, and suddenly they were in some kind of castle. Mal then rubbed his eyes, not sure to believe what he's seeing. Mal turned around to see a chair that was made for him. Mal sat down, and Coronamon leaped up, and sat on the arm of the chair.

Mal listened to Angemon's story, and watched as the tapestry showed the story as he told it. He couldn't help but feel that he's in way over his head. Then Mal heard that they wouldn't be able to send them back home. Well crap. "Alright, fine. Count me in. I would recommend that you pick someone with ACTUALLY combat experience to be your savior." Mal answered. "But since that's not an opinion, then I guess I have no choice. I can't just sit around here on my hands and do nothing." He said with a grin. "Awesome! That means I don't need to drag you around any where!" Coronamon chimed in.