WARNING!

This is going to be the most retarded, random, and ridiculous fan-fic EVER! People will DIE, Some of them aren't HUMAN, and you are going to HATE the pairings. R&R!

We just need a story like this around.

The only reason this is rated T is because there might be some violence… but not too bad.

It has been 6 years.

Season 1:

Tai age 20

Matt age 20

Sora age 20

Izzy age 19

Mimi age 20

Joe age 21

Season 2

Davis and everyone else age 17

Cody age 15

Season 3

Ryo ago 18

Suzie age 15

Everyone else age 17

Season 4

Tommy age 15

JP age 18

Everyone else age 17

No one knows what is about to happen to them. They all thought that after the digital world, things would go back to normal… and it did… for six years! …but THEN….

…

Takuya Kanbara woke up exactly one minute before his alarm clock. He looked in surprise and yawned to himself thinking: Yet again, my natural clock never fails me! He stretched his back with his fists in the air and heard a couple pops, then stood up to greet the day. His room was a bit messy, and so on his way out the door, he dramatically tripped on his boom box, and threw his hand out to catch the doorknob. To his surprise and horror when he stood up, he looked at the knob, which he had so tightly grabbed, and saw that it was completely deformed. He looked closer and saw the metal was slightly red and was just cooling down from being almost completely melted metal.

"…Moo--------------m!" he screamed as he ran down the stairs. "Something's happening to me!" his mom didn't hear him, so he quickly ran into the kitchen, threw open the cupboard, and grabbed the thermometer. After waiting a few minutes with it in his mouth, it exploded. "MO--------------------------OM!" he screamed louder. The broken glass from the thermometer has cut open his lip. "What is going on?" he grabbed his hair and shook his head. "This can't be real… it can't be real!"

His mother finally entered the room. "What is it, Takuya, honey?" she crossed her arms. "What on earth happened to your lip?" she immediately, once seeing the blood, grabbed a towel, wetted it, and put it on his lip. Takuya, as quickly as he could, told his mother everything that happened. To his horror, she slowly smiled as if she knew exactly what was happening to him.

"Mom?" he stared at her in the eyes. "What is wrong with me?" he demanded in a very serious tone of voice. "I don't like that grin you have on your face.

"Honey…" she gently took his hand. "There's something I should probably tell you now." She took him over to the kitchen table where they both sat down. Takuya said nothing but held the towel to his lip and stared at his mother as she began to slowly speak. "I should first begin by telling you…" she looked around as she tried to find a way to tell her son what se was about to tell him, and then decided she might as well be blunt. "Takuya, I am not human." She finally got out and then after a few moments of Takuya's wide eyes staring at her, she continued. "I am a dragon. I met your father when I came down here to earth and we feel in love. Marrying a human is against what most dragons believe, but I did it anyway." She smiled, thinking of her husband. "You see, all dragons have human forms, in fact, that is their regular form, they just can magically transform into their large dragon form when they are older. Now… I never knew whether any of my sons would become a dragon or not… but it looks like it has been passed down to you." She smiled proudly. "Takuya… You're a dragon."

Even though those words had just come out of his MOTHER'S mouth, Takuya refused to believe them. "Mom… are you kidding me? Is this some kind of joke?"

"No, Takuya, and you might not believe me now, but you will come to understand soon… because around your age, you get most of your dragon powers." She assured him.

"No… No…….. NO!" Takuya stood up and bolted out of the house. He couldn't hear one more word of it. If those strange things hadn't happened, he would have just guessed his mother was playing a joke on him… but what about the door knob? The thermometer? Those weren't from Agunimon, were they? It just didn't seem right.

It was much later in the day, and Kouji Minamoto had just got out of his martial arts class. Over the years, he had become an expert at almost every kind, was in the most respectful school of arts in all Japan, and was in the highest class. You could even say he was better than his own teacher, but no one would admit it. Since the digital world, Kouji's fighting talents went through the roof and further! He was able to fight with speed like none other, and with power like none other. Even though, when he was gone in the digital world, it had seemed like no time had passed in the real world at all, but time sure did pass in the real world, and Kouji learning so much and fighting so much in what apparently was one second, when he returned, he (and everyone one else in his group) had grown much stronger. Since then, he only went up upper on the hill. He wiped his brow as soon as he came out of the classroom and grabbed his things. It had been a long day and he couldn't wait to just get home. Looking at his phone, he saw a text message from Takuya, his best friend, saying,

"Help! My mom crazy. Weird things happen today. Hiding in your room." Kouji shook his head.

"What on earth? Oh brother." He laughed to himself then walked home.

As soon as Kouji walked through his door, he stopped to look at his father and stepmother standing in front of him. His stepmother was crying and his dad had a very serious look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Kouji eyed a letter that was in his Dad's hands.

"Kouji…" His father started to speak. "We need to talk." The three of them all walked into the living room at sat down. Kouji's parents looked at each other and then at their son. "There is something we have been hiding from you, son." After saying the word, 'son', his stepmom burst into tears. Kouji's heart started racing. He wasn't sure what to think! Had someone died? "I'm not your real father." He finally stated. Kouji stared at him in disbelief.

"…What?" Kouji's eyebrows were tensed. This couldn't be right.

"I was instructed to tell you I am your father, but it is far from the truth." Kouji didn't say anything but waited for him to explain. "You see…" Kouji interrupted by standing up, running over to his parents, (so called) and sitting between them.

"Whatever you are about to tell me." Kouji stared at his father in the eyes. "Know this: No matter who you are to the rest of the world, you are my father, you raised me and you will always be my father." Kouji's Dad, not able to hold them in any longer, let out his tears. Kouji's stepmother cried even harder. His father finally continued.

"I was never married to your other mother… your real mother. You were not supposed to know about her or your brother except for the picture I gave you. I was single until I married your stepmother. I was single and working for the government."

Kouji's head shot up and looked at his father. The government?

"Kouji, the emperor of Japan, after so many assassination attempts, stayed hidden and unseen, as you know. He also sent his wife and three children into hiding until it was safe to have them back."

Kouji could believe what he was hearing.

"He had to have his children separated, so that no one could find them. His wife took one child, his brother took another, and his best friend took the third. You see Kouji… I am the emperor's brother. You are his son. So is Kouichi."

"…And the third?" Kouji whispered, still in shock. His father shrugged.

"Your father's best friend has your sister." He finally smiled, knowing that Kouji would be happy to know he had a sister.

" I have a sister?" Kouji sat up straight and his eyes wandered all around the room as he wondered what she looked like.

"But Kouji…" his father went back to being serious. "I just want you to know that I have loved you as a son… and…"

"My father is safe now, isn't he?" Kouji asked very quietly, almost dreading what he had just said. His father… (More like… uncle) nodded. "And now I am going home?"

His uncle nodded again. "Yes Kouji. You are returning home as the prince of Japan."

…

Davis knocked several times on TK's door. When it wasn't answered, he threw it open and walked in.

"This place is a mess!" he looked around the house. "Matt, you're a slob!" he shook his head. After the tragedy several years ago of Matt and TK's parent's death, the two boys moved into a house together as roommates. "Matt…" Davis walked over to Matt who was sleeping on the couch that was in front of the TV. The television was on, and there was popcorn and empty pop cans all over the place. Matt was sleeping on his face without a shirt on and one of his legs fallen onto the floor. "Matt! Wake up!" he shouted into his ear. Matt jumped up, almost ready to attack whoever woke him.

"What do you want, freak?" he glared at Davis.

"Whoa, calm down!" Davis held his hands in front of him to shield any attack Matt might give. "I'm just looking for TK!"

Matt sighed. "He's at Grandma's house." He then let out a big yawn and scratched his head.

"Matt…?" Davis squinted his eyes and looked closely at his face. "Do you have a fat lip?"

"Huh?" Matt blinked slowly (he really doesn't like to wake up.)

"And you have a huge bruise on your chest!" Davis pointed at Matt's bare, bruised chest. Matt, suddenly realizing that Davis had spotted his wounds, grabbed his shirt and threw it on over himself.

"Matt? Did you get in a fight?" Davis lost his smile and was intent on knowing what Matt had done the night before.

"Don't ask." Matt glared at Davis. He two of them hadn't been on God terms for the last two years. Well, Davis was fine with it, but Yamato wasn't. Davis had devoted his life now, to video taping EVERYTHING that Matt did. He loved finding flaws of his, getting them on tape, and making "Matt videos". Now Matt just tells everyone he hates Davis. And the problem with him video taping everything g was that in the evening times, Matt worked as a double agent for the government, and he was always at risk of Davis finding out! He always warned Davis to stay away, but it never worked. He would punch him to war him, but because of all the pain he sees and gets, Matt would die before he saw any of his friends get hurt, and she he decided not to hurt anyone.

"Davis…" Matt kept himself from shouting. "This is something I don't want you to talk about or tape. Ok? It is really important that you leave this alone."

"That makes me even more curious!" Davis grinned. "I'll tell everyone unless you tell me!"

Matt scowled. "It isn't funny, Davis. I'm serious!"

"And so am I!" Davis sat down.

Matt closed his eyes as he tried to cool down. It didn't take much for Davis to get him mad. He thought for a moment to think up a cover up story. "I got into a fight last night."

"Duh! With who?"

Matt hesitated. "With a guy who tried to steal my wallet, you idiot."

"That's the whole story?" he wasn't convinced.

"Yes!" Matt growled and stood up, ready to kill him. "Now go away! Davis isn't here!" Davis backed up a little bit, but he wasn't really scared of Matt. After two years, he still hadn't hurt him.

"Uh… I'm hiding away from my sister, Jun!" Davis lied. "Can I hang around here for a bit?"

"As long as she doesn't come here." Matt closed his eyes and sat down on the couch. That girl was pretty much stalking him now. Davis smiled at his victory and then turned his gaze to see a picture of Matt and Sora in a pretty little frame sitting on the coffee table.

"Entertaining memories of lost loved ones?" Davis teased. Matt shot open his eyes and quickly slammed the picture frame over so no one could see the picture.

"Don't." he whispered so quietly but so sternly that even Davis fell serious.

"Sorry." Davis shrugged. He thought for a moment. Did the fight take place with Tai? Was Matt still jealous about Sora using him, dumping him, and then going back to his very own best friend? "…Do you still like her?" he finally asked. Matt looked back up at Davis tears formed as he frowned at the annoyance.

"I said, don't ask."

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This is only the beginning…. Much more tragedy, randomness, humor, and ridiculous stories to come!