Legal Crap (Disclaimer): I do not own Digimon. I do not own Digimon World 2. I don't own any characters except Jen, Galemon, and all of Galemon's forms. A few characters that other fans own will make cameos, so when their time comes, know that I do not own them! Haffa nice day, and don't sue me!
Jen: Whooo! Everyone, I've been meaning to write this fic for YEARS! I mean it! I remember when I went to England and France and I started daydreaming about it... That also happens to be where I created Garu Sayoe and started Odaiba High. Good times.
Yama: Jen. They. Don't. Care.
Jen: ...*sweatdrop* Well, the point is that I've been meaning to do this for a long time. It's a good thing I waited because I know much more about Japan than I did before. Not that I know that much...
Yama: Jen. They. Don't. Care.
Jen: Fine! Time to introduce the story. If any of you have played Digimon World 2, you'll know that the battle system is crappy. A fight with the boss is no different than a fight with a Numemon, except for the stinky, would-be dramatic music. The battle system is so monotonous; all that changes is the offending Digimon. So I quit long before the end of the game because I was going CRAZY. So I'm making up stuff about the Blood Knights because I never saw what happens. Also, FYI, when DNA Digivolution occurs, the new Digimon doesn't split into the two original ones again. Also, Digimon Digivolve according to experience; an inexperienced Gomamon does not become Ikkakumon. It becomes Tortomon. Oh! And Guard Tamers are NOT the same thing as the Tamers from season 3! They're completely different! Are we on the same page?
Yama: Zzzzzz...huh? Oh! Right! I'd better start the fic before she starts talking again. Enjoy!
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Studious Sister
Inside a bustling metropolitan area, the innocent civilians of Digital City live their day-to-day lives in relative safety. This safety is not entirely due to the efforts and enforcement of the Law, but rather to the ceaseless labors of the Gaurd Tamers. These gallant individuals strive to protect the citizens from their greatest fear: wild Digimon.
There are several reasons why people aspire to be Gaurd Tamers. The most honorable reason is described above, but many Tamers simply want to keep Digimon as companions or pets. Some train them for shows and tournaments to make money, while others convince rare ones to befriend them in order to show them off as collector's pieces. Some train them as personal bodyguards, some desire their great power, and some simply want to study these curious creatures. For whatever reason, becoming a Guard Tamer is the great ambition of many....
The unmerciful summer sun sank slowly from the heavens, setting the sky aflame with orange and crimson hues and finally relieving the sweltering beings that called Monitor Village home. Digital City seemed like another world to the sleepy citizens of this quiet suburb, despite the fact that it was only a few miles away. Time seemed to crawl by unnaturally slow here, especially if you happened to be waiting for something. And that was exactly what eight-year-old Jenashu Hino was doing.
The young girl sprawled herself out on a bed that was far too large for her, absently swishing her legs back and forth as she poured into a book. Suddenly she rolled onto her back and jumped from the bed, making her way towards her newborn brother.
"Cody! Get off of Terriormon!" she cried, prying her stuffed toy from the infant's grip and inspecting the chewed ear. "Eww!" she added. With a sigh, the sister fished a pacifier from her overall's front pocket and offered it to the baby, who had promptly started wailing when she rescued her plushie.
Sighing in relief at the blessed silence that followed, Jen picked up the toy and flopped back down on the bed, intending to resume reading. However, the instant she got settled, she shouted, "Juunchi!" and sprang up again. She stopped momentarily to smooth down her older brother's bed, put his book away on the bookshelf, and pick up her toy and her baby brother, leaving behind no evidence of her presence in the room.
Jenashu 'Jen' Hino ran eagerly towards the sound of an old, tired engine puttering in the driveway like a giant, demented cat. Finally the light of the setting sun met her eyes, sharpening all of her features. Her dark brown hair caught the orange rays as it flew behind her. She shook her head to get her bangs, which were naturally highlighted with blonde, out of her dark chocolate colored eyes. She was very fair skinned, so white that she burned no matter how much sun screen she applied. Round glasses framed her big eyes with their elegant, long lashes. She was pudgy-not fat, mind you-with long, pudgy legs. Her teeth were miserably arranged, and her goofy smile made her older brother laugh.
The twelve-year-old boy grinned in his usual cocky manner. He had hazel eyes with glasses, and his hair was an even darker shade of brown than his sister's. His overgrown bowl cut had no highlights. He had mercifully started to grow out of his pudginess. Absently he patted his car. However, this was no ordinary vehicle; this was a Digi-Beetle, the living conveyance of a Digimon Tamer. The Digi-Beetle winked at Jen.
"Didja get a new Digimon?" Jen asked eagerly. Juunchi gave her a superior look.
"Of course. Don't I always get one when I visit a Domain? Take a look at this!" he said proudly. He punched a button on the control panel of his Digi-Beetle, causing a little green Digimon with a red fin on its back to appear before him. Juunchi opened his mouth to introduce it, but he was cut off by a shriek of glee.
"Ooooooooh! That's Betamon! He's a rookie virus type who attacks with Electric Shock, and he can Digivolve into four Digimon: Darkrizamon, DarkTyrannomon, Tuskmon, and Seadramon!" Jen attempted to pet the Digimon, who cowered shyly behind the Digi-Beetle. Juunchi watched her with disbelief.
"Have you been sneaking in my room to read my Digimon books again?" he demanded. Jen smiled while her back was towards him as she inspected Betamon. Jen cast a longing gaze at her older brother.
"Can I have him?" she asked, pointing at Juunchi's newest Digimon. He frowned.
"You can't have him. You're not a Guard Tamer," he said bluntly.
"I want to be!" Jen demanded stubbornly. "How do I get my license?"
"You have to take a test, and it's too tough for kids," her brother answered. "So forget it."
"No!" The young girl stamped her foot on the ground. "I will become a tamer! I'm taking the test!" Juunchi knew better than to argue with his determined sister.
"Mom'll say the same thing as me. Go on, ask. You're too young."
"I think she can do it!" A Gommamon waved a flipper at Jen from the back of the Digi-Beetle.
"Yay Lance!" Jen chirped. Juunchi's frown grew even deeper.
"Don't influence her, Lance!" he ordered. The Gommamon smiled mischievously. "You just like stirring up trouble, you beast," he added in exasperation.
"Cody thinks I can do it, too!" Jen giggled, stroking her baby brother's downy head as he gurgled happily. She gave him a hug. Juunchi slapped his forehead and hopped onto his Digi-Beetle. With a few pushes of buttons, he recalled Betamon and rolled away in it with Lance by his side.
"I don't believe this," Juunchi muttered darkly as he stood outside a large building in Digital City. "You can get away with murder, kid. But there's no way you'll pass."
"Aww, she'll do fine," Lance stated cheerfully. "After all, she's always sneaking into your room to study Digimon!" Jen giggled as Juunchi frowned again.
When the trio walked into the building, Jen was taken aback. The place was huge and way too official. It was all very intimidating. She glanced towards her brother for support, but he was already lounging in a cushy seat and reaching for an outdated Digimon Digest magazine.
"Hey!" she whimpered. Juunchi snorted.
"You wanted to be a Tamer, so go do it. The test starts pretty soon." Jen gaped at him, but Lance gently tugged at her dress with his teeth.
"C'mon. He's just mad that he has to spend his Saturday morning here," the Digimon explained. "I'll go with you."
"Thank you! Mom wouldn't let me come alone," Jen sighed.
"This way." Lance dragged Jen to a desk that she could only see over on her toes.
"Excuse me!" The woman behind the desk blinked as she searched for the owner of the high-pitched voice. She blinked in surprise when she saw a pair of dark eyes staring at her. The lady leaned over the desk to look down at Jen.
"Can I help you? Are you lost, honey?" she asked sweetly.
"N-no," Jen stammered nervously. "I wanna be the best Tamer, so I'm here to take the test!"
"Oh." The woman paused a moment to collect herself. "Sweetie, are you sure you're not lost?"
"YES!" Lance and Jen chorused.
"I see.... Can you read, honey? And write?"
"YES!"
"...I think your Mother should approve this..." the woman said uncertainly. Lance grinned.
"That's all taken care of!" he stated. He looked at Jen, who pulled a bunch of official papers from her pocket. She handed them to the woman, who inspected them carefully. Finally, she had to admit that everything she needed was there, and Jen was able to enter the testing room. Lance waddled towards his human.
"They wouldn't let me go in with her," he explained as he settled himself by Juunchi's feet. He sighed and got ready to wait.
Lance awoke a while later when a loud shuffle broke out. He yawned and casted a confused look around the building before he remembered where he was and the why of it all. "Yow!" he protested sharply when someone stepped on his furry white flipper. He noticed a large crowd lingering by three large TV screens.
"It's no good," Juunchi moaned. "She's not here. I told her...." He knocked his forehead against the monitor that displayed the scores and pictures of the people who had barely passed.
"Ooooooh!" Lance cried. "Oooooh! There, there!" He danced happily beneath the image of Jen smiling nervously.
"An 83%.... Not too bad for a kid, I guess," Juunchi said absently.
"Who cares what she got? She passed! She's a Tamer! Whooooo!" Gommamon sang.
"Yeah. Just calm down before you wet yourself."
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Jen: YAY!
Yama: ...
Jen: Well, the first chapters of action stories aren't usually the greatest. The story gets better with every chapter as the Blood Knights close it on Digital City! I already planned every one of the 17 chapters! Well, give or take if I change my mind about something along the way. But this is gonna be soooo awesome! I can't wait! So I'll see you in the next chapter, which actually takes place four years from the first one! Who wants to read about a little kid the whole time, right? Right. Anyway, this is gonna be great, so stick with me! See ya then! In the meantime, I've got a lot of great, HILARIOUS stories. I mean laugh-till-you-cry hilarious. So check 'em out!
Jen: Whooo! Everyone, I've been meaning to write this fic for YEARS! I mean it! I remember when I went to England and France and I started daydreaming about it... That also happens to be where I created Garu Sayoe and started Odaiba High. Good times.
Yama: Jen. They. Don't. Care.
Jen: ...*sweatdrop* Well, the point is that I've been meaning to do this for a long time. It's a good thing I waited because I know much more about Japan than I did before. Not that I know that much...
Yama: Jen. They. Don't. Care.
Jen: Fine! Time to introduce the story. If any of you have played Digimon World 2, you'll know that the battle system is crappy. A fight with the boss is no different than a fight with a Numemon, except for the stinky, would-be dramatic music. The battle system is so monotonous; all that changes is the offending Digimon. So I quit long before the end of the game because I was going CRAZY. So I'm making up stuff about the Blood Knights because I never saw what happens. Also, FYI, when DNA Digivolution occurs, the new Digimon doesn't split into the two original ones again. Also, Digimon Digivolve according to experience; an inexperienced Gomamon does not become Ikkakumon. It becomes Tortomon. Oh! And Guard Tamers are NOT the same thing as the Tamers from season 3! They're completely different! Are we on the same page?
Yama: Zzzzzz...huh? Oh! Right! I'd better start the fic before she starts talking again. Enjoy!
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Studious Sister
Inside a bustling metropolitan area, the innocent civilians of Digital City live their day-to-day lives in relative safety. This safety is not entirely due to the efforts and enforcement of the Law, but rather to the ceaseless labors of the Gaurd Tamers. These gallant individuals strive to protect the citizens from their greatest fear: wild Digimon.
There are several reasons why people aspire to be Gaurd Tamers. The most honorable reason is described above, but many Tamers simply want to keep Digimon as companions or pets. Some train them for shows and tournaments to make money, while others convince rare ones to befriend them in order to show them off as collector's pieces. Some train them as personal bodyguards, some desire their great power, and some simply want to study these curious creatures. For whatever reason, becoming a Guard Tamer is the great ambition of many....
The unmerciful summer sun sank slowly from the heavens, setting the sky aflame with orange and crimson hues and finally relieving the sweltering beings that called Monitor Village home. Digital City seemed like another world to the sleepy citizens of this quiet suburb, despite the fact that it was only a few miles away. Time seemed to crawl by unnaturally slow here, especially if you happened to be waiting for something. And that was exactly what eight-year-old Jenashu Hino was doing.
The young girl sprawled herself out on a bed that was far too large for her, absently swishing her legs back and forth as she poured into a book. Suddenly she rolled onto her back and jumped from the bed, making her way towards her newborn brother.
"Cody! Get off of Terriormon!" she cried, prying her stuffed toy from the infant's grip and inspecting the chewed ear. "Eww!" she added. With a sigh, the sister fished a pacifier from her overall's front pocket and offered it to the baby, who had promptly started wailing when she rescued her plushie.
Sighing in relief at the blessed silence that followed, Jen picked up the toy and flopped back down on the bed, intending to resume reading. However, the instant she got settled, she shouted, "Juunchi!" and sprang up again. She stopped momentarily to smooth down her older brother's bed, put his book away on the bookshelf, and pick up her toy and her baby brother, leaving behind no evidence of her presence in the room.
Jenashu 'Jen' Hino ran eagerly towards the sound of an old, tired engine puttering in the driveway like a giant, demented cat. Finally the light of the setting sun met her eyes, sharpening all of her features. Her dark brown hair caught the orange rays as it flew behind her. She shook her head to get her bangs, which were naturally highlighted with blonde, out of her dark chocolate colored eyes. She was very fair skinned, so white that she burned no matter how much sun screen she applied. Round glasses framed her big eyes with their elegant, long lashes. She was pudgy-not fat, mind you-with long, pudgy legs. Her teeth were miserably arranged, and her goofy smile made her older brother laugh.
The twelve-year-old boy grinned in his usual cocky manner. He had hazel eyes with glasses, and his hair was an even darker shade of brown than his sister's. His overgrown bowl cut had no highlights. He had mercifully started to grow out of his pudginess. Absently he patted his car. However, this was no ordinary vehicle; this was a Digi-Beetle, the living conveyance of a Digimon Tamer. The Digi-Beetle winked at Jen.
"Didja get a new Digimon?" Jen asked eagerly. Juunchi gave her a superior look.
"Of course. Don't I always get one when I visit a Domain? Take a look at this!" he said proudly. He punched a button on the control panel of his Digi-Beetle, causing a little green Digimon with a red fin on its back to appear before him. Juunchi opened his mouth to introduce it, but he was cut off by a shriek of glee.
"Ooooooooh! That's Betamon! He's a rookie virus type who attacks with Electric Shock, and he can Digivolve into four Digimon: Darkrizamon, DarkTyrannomon, Tuskmon, and Seadramon!" Jen attempted to pet the Digimon, who cowered shyly behind the Digi-Beetle. Juunchi watched her with disbelief.
"Have you been sneaking in my room to read my Digimon books again?" he demanded. Jen smiled while her back was towards him as she inspected Betamon. Jen cast a longing gaze at her older brother.
"Can I have him?" she asked, pointing at Juunchi's newest Digimon. He frowned.
"You can't have him. You're not a Guard Tamer," he said bluntly.
"I want to be!" Jen demanded stubbornly. "How do I get my license?"
"You have to take a test, and it's too tough for kids," her brother answered. "So forget it."
"No!" The young girl stamped her foot on the ground. "I will become a tamer! I'm taking the test!" Juunchi knew better than to argue with his determined sister.
"Mom'll say the same thing as me. Go on, ask. You're too young."
"I think she can do it!" A Gommamon waved a flipper at Jen from the back of the Digi-Beetle.
"Yay Lance!" Jen chirped. Juunchi's frown grew even deeper.
"Don't influence her, Lance!" he ordered. The Gommamon smiled mischievously. "You just like stirring up trouble, you beast," he added in exasperation.
"Cody thinks I can do it, too!" Jen giggled, stroking her baby brother's downy head as he gurgled happily. She gave him a hug. Juunchi slapped his forehead and hopped onto his Digi-Beetle. With a few pushes of buttons, he recalled Betamon and rolled away in it with Lance by his side.
"I don't believe this," Juunchi muttered darkly as he stood outside a large building in Digital City. "You can get away with murder, kid. But there's no way you'll pass."
"Aww, she'll do fine," Lance stated cheerfully. "After all, she's always sneaking into your room to study Digimon!" Jen giggled as Juunchi frowned again.
When the trio walked into the building, Jen was taken aback. The place was huge and way too official. It was all very intimidating. She glanced towards her brother for support, but he was already lounging in a cushy seat and reaching for an outdated Digimon Digest magazine.
"Hey!" she whimpered. Juunchi snorted.
"You wanted to be a Tamer, so go do it. The test starts pretty soon." Jen gaped at him, but Lance gently tugged at her dress with his teeth.
"C'mon. He's just mad that he has to spend his Saturday morning here," the Digimon explained. "I'll go with you."
"Thank you! Mom wouldn't let me come alone," Jen sighed.
"This way." Lance dragged Jen to a desk that she could only see over on her toes.
"Excuse me!" The woman behind the desk blinked as she searched for the owner of the high-pitched voice. She blinked in surprise when she saw a pair of dark eyes staring at her. The lady leaned over the desk to look down at Jen.
"Can I help you? Are you lost, honey?" she asked sweetly.
"N-no," Jen stammered nervously. "I wanna be the best Tamer, so I'm here to take the test!"
"Oh." The woman paused a moment to collect herself. "Sweetie, are you sure you're not lost?"
"YES!" Lance and Jen chorused.
"I see.... Can you read, honey? And write?"
"YES!"
"...I think your Mother should approve this..." the woman said uncertainly. Lance grinned.
"That's all taken care of!" he stated. He looked at Jen, who pulled a bunch of official papers from her pocket. She handed them to the woman, who inspected them carefully. Finally, she had to admit that everything she needed was there, and Jen was able to enter the testing room. Lance waddled towards his human.
"They wouldn't let me go in with her," he explained as he settled himself by Juunchi's feet. He sighed and got ready to wait.
Lance awoke a while later when a loud shuffle broke out. He yawned and casted a confused look around the building before he remembered where he was and the why of it all. "Yow!" he protested sharply when someone stepped on his furry white flipper. He noticed a large crowd lingering by three large TV screens.
"It's no good," Juunchi moaned. "She's not here. I told her...." He knocked his forehead against the monitor that displayed the scores and pictures of the people who had barely passed.
"Ooooooh!" Lance cried. "Oooooh! There, there!" He danced happily beneath the image of Jen smiling nervously.
"An 83%.... Not too bad for a kid, I guess," Juunchi said absently.
"Who cares what she got? She passed! She's a Tamer! Whooooo!" Gommamon sang.
"Yeah. Just calm down before you wet yourself."
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Jen: YAY!
Yama: ...
Jen: Well, the first chapters of action stories aren't usually the greatest. The story gets better with every chapter as the Blood Knights close it on Digital City! I already planned every one of the 17 chapters! Well, give or take if I change my mind about something along the way. But this is gonna be soooo awesome! I can't wait! So I'll see you in the next chapter, which actually takes place four years from the first one! Who wants to read about a little kid the whole time, right? Right. Anyway, this is gonna be great, so stick with me! See ya then! In the meantime, I've got a lot of great, HILARIOUS stories. I mean laugh-till-you-cry hilarious. So check 'em out!