*PROLOGUE*

Kanishkamon rushed into the lord's chamber. "My liege, we have been informed of a meeting of the-- targets. Shall we prepare the weapon?" it said, rasping under it's draconian voice. The small, untrained rookie had only known life to serve the master, with no idea as to what else there was.

The master, lord of the Order of Dragons, was sitting, no, lying on the tiling of his room. The serpent-digimon spoke, it's wings tensing. "OF COURSE! Prepare the virus, launch it as soon as the targets have accumulated. If the weapon begins charging down, fire it as long as the bearer of orange is in the room. He is our main target, the rest can fall afterwards. The bearers of blue and orange are both strong, but remember the untapped potential of that particular digimon."

Kiel, Kanishkamon's name that the master had given him, shuddered. He did not want to hurt the bearer of a dragon, especially the one with potential to become the Lord of Fire. But, he couldn't argue with the massive beast that lay before him. He went to charge the weapon.

Mr and Mrs. Kamiya had arrived, soon enough the rest of the parents would. It was time to discuss a matter very important. The digi-destined, or so they called themselves, had grown up. Each of the parents knew that it would only be a matter of time before they left each other, so they had wanted to plan a party. The kids would arrive half an hour afterwards. It was supposed to be a gathering, but it was all just a trick. It was only ten minutes before the rest of the parents arrived. They began to discuss.

"Activating weapon, the bearer of orange's genetic signature has been detected. Firing virus. Attack completed." said the small Monodramon, also a servant in the Order of Dragons. The Kanishkamon, the highest up rookie, and the only one to be able to see the master, went up to inform him of the news. However, Kanishkamon detected something. There were two bearers of orange in the room. It took a second to click, before the Kanishkamon turned on his claw and yelled at the Monodramon. "YOU IDIOT! That was the wrong one! It was only a similar signature! IT HAS TO MATCH EXACTLY! THAT MAY HAVE BEEN THE ONLY CHANCE WE HAVE!" it yelled. "I'll teach you a lesson for making my reputation as a level captain look bad! HURRICANE SPIRAL!" it continued, unleashing a massive gust of wind, and finishing with a blast of water. The Mondramon felt the awe-inspiring power of the strongest dragon rookie in the order, falling backwards. He reverted to his in-training form.

The master was not pleased with the development. The bearer of orange was still alive, and they had wasted the only weapon they had that could reach into the real world. If the Lord of Fire was born, the Draconian Emperor, the one who ruled the orders would not be pleased.

Takato Matsuki inhaled deeply. Something was wrong, he could feel it. Guilmon had been going primal for the past hour, but HYPNOS reported no bio-emerging creatures. It could, however, detect a large dimensional rift. Little did Takato know, his dimension was colliding with that of his hero. However, Taichi Kamiya was the last thing on Takato's mind as he watched the entire city tremble before a massive earthquake.

Yamaki was solemn, the dimensional rift was just too massive for a simple explanation of a computer virus or some sort of network hiccup. He, Janyu, and Mizuno had come up with a theory, but it was too absurd. Too impossible. Sure, things happened around this city that were once thought to be impossible, heck, the D-Reaper was a giant synthesized digital quantum bubble! Einstein would have fainted when he considered how much THAT violated the laws of physics. But this theory, it was almost straight out of some sort of badly written sci-fi novel. It was just insane! But, Yamaki didn't have a clue he was exactly right. Dimensions were colliding.

Taichi arrived late, he heard screaming from inside, it sounded like his best friend's voice. "Eh? Yamato? What's the problem?!" he yelled, rushing in. He saw all of their parents lying unconscious on the ground. "Ugh. Kari, use my digivice on your D-Terminal and hit the second button. It'll alert the others!" yelled the young Japanese man, who by now was already nineteen years of age. This reminded him all too much of what happened to Oikawa after the battle with MaloMyotismon. He shouldered both his parents and put them in his car. "Transmission complete! I'm coming!" yelled Kari, who had just entered her tenth year of high school. Taichi drove his parents to the hospital, he knew he was going to get a speeding ticket for this.

NOTE: The rest of the story takes place four weeks after this prologue.