Digimon Heroes

Chapter 1: Shocked

-Tokyo, Japan-

He gazed over at the clock. Tick, tock, tick. Time seemed to stand still...
He did not like it. Not at all. Listening to his boring teachers every single day. ''I hate it!'' he exclaimed.
He turned his eyes over at the other students, who were all staring at him like he was some mad man.
''Mr. Yagami, we are in the middle of an exam. If you don't keep quiet, I will have to take you outside,'' the teacher, Ms. Yuki, said, as she walked down to where the boy was sitting.
EXAM?! Shiro thought to himself and his head turned red, ''I'm so sorry, I must have been lost in thought...''

''So, how did it go?''
Shiro's tired eyes looked up from his desk in the empty classroom as he slowly began to look up at the girl, his big sister, who was talking to him.
''Ummm...'' He coughed, tried to think of a better talking subject, but the awkward silence that followed was answer enough.
''That bad, huh,'' she said as she sighed and rolled her eyes. ''You have to get your act together if you want to go to a good university!''
''I know, I know.'' He got up, took his bag in his arm and followed his sister outdoors. It was an exceptionally hot summer in Tokyo, that day especially.
Some drones flew by the two and headed in the opposite direction, as Shiro stopped, ''Sayo, have you noticed anything weird about the drones lately?''
Sayo looked at him and then the drones intensely, ''you know, they did say in the news the other day that Japan might be going to war with China again. Who'd have thought we'd live to see the day?'' She laughed sarcastically, ''the world is seriously messed up.''

You have to come with me!

''D-did you hear that?'' Shiro looked frantically from side to side, as the voice became louder and he fell to his knees as he screamed and tried to cover his ears.
''Are you okay, little brother?!'' She hurried to his side...
He slowly lost his sight and before he knew it, Sayo was just a silhouette. ''S-Sayo... RUN!''

-New York, United States-

''Fighting simulation, begin.''
A short haired, blonde man in his early twenties, wearing nothing but shorts and boxing gloves, revealing his extremely trained upper body, was punching away at a lot of different creatures. They almost looked like monsters.
His fist suddenly landed in the wall as the creatures disappeared and he turned around panting, then sat down and grabbed some water.
''Results: Speed is accurate. Power is accurate. Durability, can be worked on-''
He turned of the machine that was talking and hit it harder than he meant to. He looked down and saw a dent in the machine. He sighed.

''Maybe you should quit the training, and start going to anger management?''
A little beast wearing pants, gloves and a scarf emerged from the shadows. ''It would honestly suit you, Dante.''
''Oh shut up, Strabimon.''
Strabimon giggled and then smirked. ''I heard the higher ups got us a new mission. It seems like a breach to the Digital World has been opened up again, this time in Tokyo.''
''Perfect. I was getting tired of this hellhole anyway,'' he said as he put on some clothes. Then he walked over to a window, revealing they were up high in a skyscraper. ''Ready?''
''Always.''

-London, England-

A brown-haired and handsome but thin guy was sitting in a dark room in front of a computer, typing away. He looked almost possessed.
''Dinner is ready, William!'' his mom called from downstairs.
He got up, took a look around his room, and it looked like a mess to say the least. Dirty dishes, dirty clothes, dirty everything.
Beep!
He was just inches from opening the door and going down to eat with his mom. Inches. If he had walked out the door at that moment, maybe everything would have turned out different.
But he did not.
He walked over to the computer which gave off a bright light. Too bright...

-Paris, France-

She was walking down the hallway. The long, long hallway. Her high-heeled shoes were making a tap-sound. Tap, tap, tap.
She looked to be in distress, biting her thumb.
I guess there's nothing I can do, she thought to herself as she opened up a door and closed it behind her, to find herself in a much brighter room, which revealed her features. Long, wavy, dark red hair, a small figure, and wearing a long, almost royal dress. She walked over to her king-size mirror. She started to whisper something.
''Je te prie, mon Dieu.'' She folded her hands and closed her eyes as she sat down right in front of the mirror. ''Please God, save my country and my parents! I'll do anything!'' She looked at her reflection and took off her necklace, which revealed itself to be a rosemary bead, with the name 'Roux' inscribed in the little cross. ''Give me the strength to fight.'' The determination in her glowing red eyes were clear. She moved closer to the mirror, but something was not right. It was almost as if the mirror was... alive?

… And somehow, she was gone.

-Madrid, Spain-

''Vamos, vamos!''
The sounds of explosions were ear-deafening. A frightened young man, with light brown skin and brown, fuzzy hair, suddenly stood up. He was shaking, but he did not care. Around him a lot of soldiers were gathered.
''My brave soldiers, we are gathered here today, to mourn over our losses. Nothing is wrong with being sad! But we are also here to FIGHT for what we have left, because if we let them have their way, there won't be anything left to save!'' he almost screamed the last part out, as the bombs were getting closer.
An older man, who looked strikingly similar to the young one almost ran over to the boy, ''Eduardo, please. You must escape! Without you, there is no..''
The room suddenly split in two and the last thing Eduardo saw was his father trying to reach for him.

-Tokyo, Japan-

''The heat is killing me! Is it always this hot in Tokyo?''
''I thought that you were used to it, Hazel. Aren't you from Sydney?'' asked the girl next to the one that was having a semi-heat stroke.
''Well, I do get sunburnt easily,'' Hazel answered in an irritated tone, ''now, I think we lost our tour guide..''
The two girls were literally the only ones on the small street... A warm wind blew past them.
The wind made the purple hair of Hazel flutter and she looked at the direction the wind had come from. It was in the middle of the day, but down an alley close by something resembling a shadow was expanding. Hazel came closer, but Madeleine grabbed her arm.
''Listen, we can't be dawdling about, the tour bus leaves in a few minutes.''

Hazel pulled herself free from her friend's grip and ran down the alley, where two people were lying unconscious on the ground, as a towering figure were nearing them.
''Get BACK!'' she yelled, and in an effort to save the two people she now stood right in front of the figure, which was now, clearly, not human. ''What.. are.. you?'' she muttered, as the sweat was running down her body.
Something that looked like a portal opened up behind the creature, which now smiled, revealing fangs, while grabbing the boy on the ground, leaving the a little older girl lying there. Hazel, frightened to death, tried to back away, but it was no use.

''Your worst nightmare.''

''Hazel?'' Madeleine walked down the alley where Hazel, the boy and the creature had just been seconds ago. She immediately noticed the girl passed out on the pavement, and started yelling for help.