Chapter 1

Epilogue

Flashback

Five years ago…

"Why?... Why aren't they responding, Tai?!" Matt cried out, almost screaming in desperation.

He was holding onto the damaged body of MetalGarurumon. The metal-clad wolf-like digimon's eyes were closed shut, an expression of pain clearly evident on his face. Most of his Chrome digizoid armor had come off from the sheer impact of the Diaboromons' of devastating attacks.

Tai was on the other side reaching out to an obliterated WarGreymon. They were in the cyber space of the internet and their battle was being watched by TK and Izzy along with the rest of the world. The war against the Virus-type digimon, Diaboromon, was going to determine the fate of Japan.

"I don't know…" Tai whispered, hopelessly trying to wake his partner digimon up. Tears of fear dripped down his face as he hugged the humanoid dinosaur digimon's head. Had he lost his best friend?

I don't know…

The dimension was infested with the clones of Diaboromon, and their chances of winning seemed to dwindle.

A single drop of tear fell on WarGreymon's cracked armor.

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, WarGreymon…

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you…

My friend…

WarGreymon started to glow, making the brunette gasp.

"Tai!"

Tai looked over to Matt and saw that the same thing was happening to MetalGarurumon.

Several yellow email windows began to pop up behind the two and they were all from children across the globe. The email windows slowly start to take bright forms of the people who sent them. WarGreymon and MetalGarurumon had begun to transform; their bodies had disappeared to only leave back their metallic heads, which have started to grow out to massive proportions.

The projections from all the emails start to form a giant humanoid body. The heads of MetalGarurumon and WarGreymon join to form the hands of this new being to complete the transformation. Tai and Matt held on, staring with awe at their partner digimon as they combine together.

A bright light enveloped the whole place and was followed by a bang. The two boys shielded their eyes from the blinding flash.

"WarGreymon…"

"And MetalGarurumon…"

"They digivolved together to become..."

"OMNIMON!"

The super-powered fused digimon blew his majestic red cape out. His body was massive and the off-white armor looked like it could take the harshest of blows. He had a helmet on with a white spike on the front and two yellow ones on the back. The crest of Courage and Friendship were largely engraved on each shoulder plate. The most prominent feature was definitely its arms; the head of MetalGarurumon for one hand, and WarGreymon's for the other. It was truly a sight to behold.

"They digivolved again…" Tai whispered. He could not believe it.

YES!

Omnimon projected a giant blade out of hand that had WarGreymon's head on its end. The blade was long and had strangely written letters all over it. He waved the weapon backwards to gain momentum. Tai and Matt climbed up and positioned themselves on the Mega digimon's huge shoulders.

They were all in this together.

The Diaboromon clones held back in fear.

"TRANSCENDANT SWORD!"

Omnimon slashed at the Diaboromon obliterating them half of them to digital data bits in one blow. Tai and Matt watched victoriously as the sheer number of Diaboromon began to diminish.

Then he brought his other hand up. MetalGarurumon's mouth opened up to reveal a grey metallic gun.

"SUPREME CANON!"

The canon blasted out a enormous bright beam towards the remaining Diaboromon finishing them off…

We did it…

In the far reaches of the digital realm, a small black digi-egg began to shake amongst what seemed like white, empty space.

The digivice rang.

We finally won…

Present

A white digi-egg began to beep loudly. Apparently, it was an alarm clock, since it had the digital time displayed on one side.

A tired hand slowly appeared from the bed behind it, and it hit the egg-shaped alarm clock to turn it off… And then the owner of the hand went back to to sleep.

There were loud knocks on the door.

"TAI! Wake up or else you're going to miss your game!" A female voice called out from behind it.

The voice was very familiar, but one would definitely be unable to tell who it was just by hearing it. She barged into the room and stood beside her brother's bed with her hands on her hips. Her appearance had definitely changed since the last time we've seen her three years ago. She was taller and her body had grown to have a lot more feminine curves than she had before. But her ruby-red eyes still had the the same beautiful glow it had when we first saw her. Her brunette hair was still the same as before, right up to her neck, but it was teenaged face that had changed to become more beautiful.

Needless to say, this was Tai's younger sister, Kari Kamiya

"…What do you want?" The boy lying on the bed spoke up. The sheets were still over his face.

A bored expression appeared on Kari's face.

"It's 8:30…"

"…What?"

"WHAT?!"

Tai sprang up from his bed and ran towards the door in his pajamas.

"MY MATCH STARTS IN 15 MINUTES! THE COACH IS GOING TO KILL ME IF I'M LATE AGAIN!"

Tai rushed around the house, clumsily, before realizing that he had to change into his soccer outfit. Kari giggled as she came out from Tai's room. Their mother sat by the table, drinking her tea, clearly confused by her son's ordeal.

Tai, too, had gotten a lot taller in these three years. His body was now lean, chiseled and tanned like that of any dedicated athlete. His hair was still the same as before if not a bit messier. Girls from his high school swooned over him because of his looks and athletic skills.

"Why doesn't anyone ever wake me up?" Tai said as he banged his door shut.

"Just hurry up and come downstairs, Tai…" Kari shot back, annoyed. "Dad's going to give us a ride."

Soccer Field

"Man, Tai's going to screw us up again!"

The soccer players of Odaiba High had gathered up on the field and were warming up.

"Just wait and see! He'll be here. Tai never lets us down!" A certain spiky haired boy spoke up.

Everyone looked towards him. He was the only player in the team who was from the eighth grade. The coach made an exception and let him play with all the high school students because he was so good.

"You should speak for yourself, Davis. You almost got kicked out of the team for not showing up last time!"

"Well, I'm here right now and that's all that matters!" Davis' shoulders dropped. "Sheesh… I really wish you guys would me a break about that…"

"What's up, Davis? You seem a bit down. Something happened with… Kari?" One of the older boys teased. Everyone else laughed out hard.

A vein popped in Davis' head.

"That's it…" He stood up and pulled back his sleeve to his shoulder, getting ready for a scuffle.

The other boy got up as well.

"You wanna fight, kid? I'm no Tai, but it'll take me seconds to put you down!"

"Big words! Can you back them up, you big jerk?!"

Everyone else cheered mindlessly while a sensible few tried to calm the two down. The other team's players only watched from the side of the field. But it only lasted for so long. Everyone turned around to a familiar voice.

"Man. I can't even leave you guys by yourselves for a second, huh?" Tai walked towards his team with a grin on his face and his arms behind his head like he didn't have a care in the world.

"See! What did I tell you guys?! I knew you'd make it, Tai!"

Tai and Davis did a special handshake; it was hard to tell that the two weren't related.

"What's all this commotion about?"

"Well, Davis here…was being very disrespectful to his senior." The other boy spoke up, evidently preening his age privilege.

Davis tensed up. "Why you…"

But he was immediately stopped by Tai.

"I doubt that was the case, Toshi. Davis is the vice-captain of my team, so you better know your place. I would be lying if I said that you have a good reputation here…" Tai's words were stern and straight-forward, a skill he had learnt from a very good friend of his.

Toshi grunted, but looked down apologetically and obediently.

"Yes, captain…"

Tai nodded in approval.

"As for the rest of you who…" Tai's little speech was cut off as soon as the coach grabbed him by his ear. The young man shrieked comically.

"Well, look who we have here… The great Tai Kamiya!"

"Coach Terada! I'm sorry! This is the last time, I promise!"

No one cared that the other team was still waiting for the match to begin.

Tai looked around frantically for an exit to escape.

"You're not going anywhere, Kamiya!"

Just when all hope seemed lost, a voice of an angel called out.

"Tai, Mom packed the breakfast that you skipped." Kari reached the scene just in time.

"GOOD MORNING, KARI!" The whole soccer team cheered out desperately.

Tai and Davis sweat-dropped.

"Good morning, boys! Mr. Terada! Hope you guys have great game! Bye!" Kari gave them her charming smile, handed over the food to Tai and went back to her father's car without skipping a beat.

The coach sighed and let Tai go.

"See that's the thing, Tai. Your sister is a straight A student… while you're just a disappointment..."

Tai rubbed his right ear to get rid off the pain.

"Give me break, Terada… I'm a soccer star!" He buffed his chest up in jest.

"Yeah, but that alone is not going to get you into a good college…" The coach shook his head in disapproval. "Go and play. We'll continue this conversation later."

Tai's shoulders slumped. He knew his academics weren't that strong, but his teachers didn't have to rub it his face all the time. He sighed and walked towards his team.

"What's up, Tai? If you don't get into a good college, well, neither can I. Because I wanna be exactly like you!"

"Oh my god… Shut up, Davis…"

Odaiba High Auditorium

The drummer did a minute-long drum solo to end the song. He looked up at the lead singer expectantly hoping to hear some praise.

The blond haired boy walked to and fro on the stage, deep in thought with his hand on his chin. His hair was now shorter and no longer up to his neck. The great Matt Ishida, lead singer in Odaiba's most popular band, The Teenage Wolves. He was a lot taller now and his good looks need not be mentioned. Being Matt Ishida's girlfriend was probably the dream of every high school girl. But unfortunately for them, he was already taken by a certain someone.

Matt stopped walking and looked towards the drummer. The emotions in his eyes were hard to read.

"No… NO! We can't deal with this right now! Our gig is in two days. Either you get it right or you don't play at all!"

The bassist gave Matt an annoyed look.

"Ok, look, man. Hideki is trying his best…" He tried to reason. "And I think that he was low-key pretty good…"

"Good? That's not what we're striving for! If you are not willing to show the same dedication as I am, I don't even know why we're doing this in the first place…"

The exit door in the auditorium slammed shut. Matt was so busy ranting that he didn't even realize that Hideki had already left.

"You know what, Matt? This band was something we had made for fun all those years back. Just because we loved music… If that's how you're gonna treat your friends, then you need to check yourself." He unstrapped the bass guitar off his shoulder and it fell onto the stage floor with a loud thud.

Matt watched as he left, the emotion-less look still prominent on his face. He snapped out of it when he felt his phone vibrate through his black denims.

Sora - 4 Missed calls

Shit…

Matt gritted his teeth.

Not again…

Takenouchi Residence

A beautiful red-haired girl stood by her room's window to water her plants. Her dark-red eyes shone brightly against the sun. She hummed a sweet melody as she watched the colorful flowers bathe in the sprinkles of her water pot. Wearing a yellow top and a blue skirt that went all the way up to her knees, she looked absolutely gorgeous. Sora Takenouchi, the digidestined with the Crest of Love.

Her desk was messy with several high-school and college textbooks and a desktop computer that had on the screen what looked like an unfinished email draft. But if you looked a bit more carefully, you would see a couple or more golden trophies on the top of the table. There were probably more hidden under all that mess. They looked really old and worn out. And the ones that were visible were all used as pen holders. Heck one of them even had a flower in it with some soil.

Her phone rang.

Sora looked at it to see who it was. She sighed.

Matt. It said.

"Hey…" She was expected a lot of noise on the background thinking that the band practices were going on.

"Babe… I'm sorry I didn't pick up your phone. I didn't know you were gonna be up so early; so I didn't check it…"

Sora smiled. If there was one thing she liked about her boyfriend, it was his honesty.

"It's fine, Matt. I shouldn't have called during rehearsals."

Matt let out a small sigh on the other side of the phone.

"Is something wrong?"

"… No don't worry about it."

"…"

"You wanna meet up this afternoon? My treat."

"I'd love to."

Matt slapped his forehead on the other side.

"Shit. No… I have to play in Kari's friend's birthday party today. Tai would be all up on my neck if I didn't do it… I'm sorry…"

"Oh, it's fine. We could meet up some other time."

"I would like that. Thanks, babe."

"No problem." She giggled.

"By the way, I heard that Tai has a game right now. He asked me last night if I'd like to come. I couldn't make it. But I know he'd love it if you showed up."

Sora seemed a bit hesitant at first.

"Sure."

"Thanks, babe. You're a life saver."

"Uh-huh…"

"…"

"…"

"You wanna talk about anything else? How was your day?"

"Just watering the plants. Gonna go down and help Mom soon… What about you? You seem a bit stressed…"

"Oh… just some stupid band stuff. It'll probably bore you."

"Oh… okay."

"Yeah…"

Sora's Mom calls out from downstairs.

"I'm coming Mom!"

"Alright, I guess you gotta go."

"Yeah."

"Love you…"

"Love you."

She walked over to her desk after hanging up the phone. Putting her hand inside one of her drawers she took out a very familiar object. It was silver and looked like a digital watch that had its straps removed. The scratches on it suggested that it was old, and, had obviously been through a whole lot.

The digivice.

Sora examined it, pressing all the buttons on it randomly. Seemingly, she probably wanted it to turn on. Or, to at least do something that suggested that it still worked.

After what seemed like a few seconds, she tossed it back into her drawer and headed for the door. Her mom needed help.

Odaiba Radio Station

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! We're back here on Butterfly 105 with the one and only, boy genius… IZZY IZUMI!"

"He's 16 right now, Ishida! I'll hardly call him boy! But that's beside the point! Let's hear from the ONE… AND THE ONLY… IZZY IZUMI!"

Izzy shifted uncomfortably on his seat. He tried to position his tie again for what felt like the fiftieth time. This was his first radio appearance, and, needless to say, calling him nervous would be a mere understatement.

The digidestined, who was always known for his hunger for knowledge and tactical mind, was a year younger than Tai, Matt and Sora. But he was already hand selected by Japan's best universities, allowing him to graduate a year early. His appearance? He looked about the same, maybe a few inches taller, and had even shorter hair than last time.

"You alright there, son? You look you've seen a ghost!"

Izzy laughed nervously. Wasn't this the same place where Myotismon's army of Bakemon attacked several years ago? He cleared his throat and grabbed the mic in front of him.

"I don't know what you're talking about? I'm happy to be here! And thank you for having me. It's an absolute honor." Izzy's laugh was too loud and awkward to be anything close to genuine.

"Ok! You've heard it from the man himself, folks! So. Izzy. Why don't you tell us about this Super Data Stream?"

"Off course, Mr. Ishida." Izzy wiggled his torso to fix his suit's shoulders. "The Super Data Stream, as I like to call it, is a program that the digitalizes human molecules into fragments of binary codes. The data is then transferred from one compatible to device to the another, using the interwebs as a medium. Thus, allowing a mode of quick transportation."

"That sounds absolutely stupendous, Izzy! But how about dumbing it down a notch for us average folks to understand it! HAHAHA"

"Off course." Izzy sweat-dropped. "The Super Data Stream is basically a program in your computers that allows… teleportation, if you will."

"WOW! TELEPORTATION! That sounds awesome! You've heard it here first, folks! Radio Butterfly 105! We'll back to you with our special guest, Izzy Izumi, after a quick break! In the mean time let's hear the 1999 classic, brought back upon popular demand, Ayumi Miyazaki's SHOW ME YOUR BRAVE HEART!"

A Few Hours later

Izzy walked down the radio station to the street.

"Whew… That didn't go as bad as I expected it to." Izzy cleaned some sweat off his forehead.

His phone began to ring and he received it without even looking at who it was.

"Hey, Mom."

"MOM?! IT'S ME, MIMI, MR. BOY GENIUS!"

"Mi…mi?" Izzy almost lost his balance in surprise.

"Yes, it's me, Mimi! Who else could it be? You gave me a link last night that let me hear Japan's radio channels from here in L.A. Have you forgotten, silly?"

"Ye...ss… No! I mean no!" The poor boy stammered hopelessly trying his best to keep his phone on his ear with both his hands.

"Humph!... Whatever! Also, would it hurt for you to call me once in a while instead of sending me stupid emails?"

"I…"

"I mean who even reads emails these days?! I talk to Sora and Matt on regular basis. Tai? Sometimes; only when Kari calls for him, though. But don't even get me started on Joe! He's the worst!"

"Wai…"

Mimi let out a loud sigh on the other side like she didn't hear a word.

"Anyways… Good job on the interview, today! You were amazing! Too bad they couldn't understand most of the stuff you were trying to say. Some people are just so stupid, right? HAHAHA"

Izzy laughed back nervously, still trying understand what was going on.

"Plus… I think that it's really sweet that you're not gonna sell your idea or use it for profit, like you said in the interview. You only wanted to help advance technology, and help people all over the world."

Izzy smiled.

"You're a great guy, Izzy." Mimi spoke in an unusual, soft voice. "Never change."

"Tha…"

"OH MY GOD! HOW RUDE! WILL YOU LET ME SPEAK?!"

Izzy literally fell backwards. Instinctively, he took the phone a foot away from his ear.

"I'm gonna send you some links to some good universities here in the U.S. Call me and tell me what you think! This is not a request! It is an order! You got that?!"

Izzy nodded, nervously.

"GOOD BYE!"

He looked at his phone with a bewildered expression after she hung up.

"What… just… happened?"

The phone number was not saved, so he added it to his contacts under Mimi's name. Izzy sighed. He felt a very weird sensation whenever he talked to Mimi and it really confused him. But he had no idea what it was. He shuddered. Things he could not understand really intimidated him.

"I probably need to go to a psychiatrist…"

His thoughts were interrupted when the phone started to ring again. This time, Izzy made sure he checked the Caller ID before receiving it.

Mother… It said.

He touched the green receive button on the screen.

"Mom."

"Hello, honey! Congratulations on your interview. You did well, son."

"Thanks, Mom." Izzy smiled. "I'm coming home right now."

"Alright, honey. I'll start making lunch. Bye!"

"Bye, Mom."

Odaiba Medical College – 2:00 a.m (Last Night)

Some of the lights in the dorm building lit up. One of the students was screaming his lungs out because he forgot turn his assignment before the time it was due.

"NOO! NOO! I'M SCREWED!"

Joe banged his head against his laptop's keyboard. His glasses probably cracked under the impact but he couldn't care less. Hopelessly, he sobbed his tears into his computer. His black hair was messy; and his poor health suggested that he was skipping out on meals.

"I'm gonna fail. I'll never become a doctor… Why am I so useless? Why does it have to be me?!"

"Joe, buddy, relax." Joe's roommate spoke up from his bed.

"It's okay for you! You turned it in in time!"

"Uh, yeah. But I was late on the last three. What's your point?"

"Well, unlike you I care about my future!"

"Dude. It's like a percent deducted for each hour its over due. It really doesn't matter."

Joe looked up from his computer.

"Wait…What?"

"Yeah. Did you not know that? Dumbass… and they call me the stupid one."

"How am I supposed to?! I never turned in a homework late my entire life!"

"Well, now you know."

"So, you're telling me that if I turn it in right now, I'll only have a percent deducted?"

"Yup."

"YES!"

Joe went back to his computer and pressed the ON button.

Nothing.

He pressed it again.

Nothing.

Again.

Then he looked at his keyboard; it was drenched from his tears.

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"NNNOOOOOOO!"

This time all the lights in the building lit up.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters