Yeah! Another fic! This is all I've written on it so far. And y'know what? I have no idea where this story will go! By the way, I don't own Digimon, because if I did, the dubbed version would be a hell of a lot better. --Iwakura--

[Edited 03/31/02] Thanks for the palming thingy fact, Jacqueline! Never knew it could be that nasty...'cept that it wouldn't be a pretty sight.

Excita vow e somno, liber meus.

The destined children watched their leader, Taichi, with eager eyes.

"What's it going to be, Taichi? You have to hurry!" His friends urged him, nervously looking back at the monsters behind them. Taichi glanced back and forth between the cards. I don't know which one to chose! Okay! Um.... Um.... Agumon! Yeah, that's it! I'll put down his card! He threw the card into the last place. The huge, stone doors creaked open before him.

"It worked!" Taichi cheered gratefully. "C'mon!" He rushed towards the gate, his companions soon following.

The chocolate-eyed fifteen-year-old groggily opened his eyes. Quickly he remembered the dream.

"Some dream," he muttered beneath his breath as he looked around at his surroundings; the small bedroom was a royal blue with various sports posters tacked to the wall. A cherry-wood desk sat in the far corner, a lamp and a few books sitting upon it. Taichi stepped onto the cold, hardwood floor and dragged himself to the bathroom.

Taichi strolled down the sidewalk, his hands shoved in his pockets. His head was hung low as he stared at the ground while he walked. Still, he couldn't stop thinking about the dream. Why was it that it seemed so real? He sighed. Pausing slightly at the crosswalk, he glanced up for a moment, then hung his head again and proceeded across the road.

"Hey! If it isn't Taichi Yagami, the soccer boy!" A nasty voice sneered. Taichi looked up. No wonder. It was Yamato Ishida, leaning against the outside wall of a store.

"Whatever...." Taichi mumbled.

"Huh? What was that, punk?" Yamato popped his knuckles.

"Punk? Look who's talking." He glared at the blonde. "What the hell do you want, anyways?"

"Gee, I was just lookin' for some fun! I just happen to have a life unlike some people."

"Fuck off, Yamato." Taichi turned and began to walk off, but a firm grip held him back.

"Not so fast. Where do ya think you're going?"

"Somewhere where you're not." Yamato swung at the chocolate-eyed boy. 'Shit!' Taichi's mind screamed as he stumbled back from the blow to his jaw. Another strike pounded into his stomach; he moaned, clutching his abdomen. Yamato slammed his opponent against the cold wall of the store and ground his knuckles into Taichi's ribs, harder and harder, pinning him to the wall with his free arm. The brunette collapsed as soon as he was unconfined.

"C'mon, wuss! Get up!" Taichi only groaned in pain. Yamato gave him a good kick in the stomach, then sauntered off.

"Shit..." Taichi mumbled and coughed up blood.

"Look...I think he's waking up." Slowly, Taichi opened his eyes to the blinded light. He squinted until his eyes slowly adjusted. His parents and sister were peering down at him alongside a redheaded young girl. She looked...familiar. What was her name? She must have been the same girl in his dream.... He glanced at her name tag. Sora Takenouchi! That was it!

"Yagami-san, how are you feeling?" Sora asked politely.

"Okay, I guess." She smiled warmly.

"Alright." At that, she walked out, pulling the door shut behind her. He looked to his family and smiled weakly, the dream still on his mind.

What did you think? Anyone have any good gang names or summin'? Post a review with your idea of a good gang name! Please! See? I said it nicely. I have absolutely no idea as to what could happen to Koushiro or Jou.... [Edit]I realize that it's a bit confusing right now, but it's only the first chapter. As the story progresses, everything will fall into place and it won't be as confusing, 'kay? *Big cheesy grin*