DSI: RELOADED Chapter 1: Introduction and Prelude, a digimon fanfic

Digimon Savers International: RELOADED

Introduction

by Douglas J. Erholtz

Hey, everyone. It's me, Doug. Everyone's favorite underdog voice actor and guilty pleasure. Come on, you know you love me. I'm practically part of your childhood. If you didn't watch Fox Kids and Toonami in the early 2000s, you were really missing out. You've got Netflix, right? Right?

Anyway, what you're about to read is a reboot of Digimon Savers International. Now, here's what you're probably wondering. "Hey, didn't DigitalCorp just publish that four years ago? Why's he rebooting it? Also, what about that Digimon World Tour sequel?" First, the sequel. I can tell you right now he'll be working on that as time goes on.

As for this reboot... in the time that Greg- that's DigitalCorp's real first name, as if you couldn't guess- in the time that Greg has spent finishing DSI and DWT, he's grown as a writer. Issues have been brought up regarding his writing. He's even taken chapters out (like that big-screen version of "The Same Old Sun"), and that's messed everything up. This DSI will be easier to read and more streamlined. First off, no more separate files for MusicBreaks. They'll be integrated right into the chapters. Songs may be added as time goes on for dramatic purposes. Second, some questionable dialogue may be removed or changed.

Once all the kinks are fixed, this will replace DSI. Don't worry, not much is going to change. It might, but not much. Digimon Tamers International will be worked on as well.

Greg is doing what George Lucas has done to the original Star Wars films. I hope you like it. Erholtz out.

Prelude: The Seven Year Itch

Greg

Hi there. This is Greg Logan, America's first unofficial "goggle boy". When you last saw me, I was just reunited with my partner Veemon after a few algorithms went wrong. The reunion was so sweet. Of course, the adventure didn't end there. We went back to Shinjuku for Rika's birthday, but that's another story entirely. We kept pretty good contact after that though. In late 2003, Ed flew everyone out to Sun City in South Africa for a week in order to celebrate the release of his first album, Analog Avenue. It's a pretty good concept album, and uses Auto-Tune responsibly. He eventually left the world of performing and found his niche as a music producer.

In 2004, the company my dad was working for had him relocate to Atlanta, Georgia. That was fine because we had relatives up there and we wanted to be closer to them. So, the five of us moved out there from Flower Mound. It was tough leaving all my friends, but it had to happen. Besides, I still had my other fellow Tamers and Veemon. That was all that mattered.

A month after we moved in, Gary got a surprise of his own. He had been having a rough day adjusting and slumped into the couch. "What's wrong, Gary?" I asked. He sighed. "Oh nothing, just having a tough time adjusting. I just can't seem to make any friends here," he lamented.

Veemon and I did what we could to cheer him up, but it wasn't helping. He went outside and found a large tree in our backyard. I watched from our porch. He just laid out against it, seemingly crying. Suddenly, a tremendous thing happened. A rogue Digi-Gnome flew by and dropped a red-and-grey D-Arc and a Blue Card into Gary's hands. "Huh?" He wiped his tears away and picked it up.

I rushed down to the tree, smiling all the while. "Holy cow, you got a D-Arc!" I said. Gary was amazed. "My own Digimon... I wonder what it could be."

"Well don't just sit there, scan it and you'll find out," I suggested. So he did. About five seconds later, white light came out of it and hit a tree. Out of that light came a ladybug-esque Digimon with six legs, large, green eyes and two yellow antennae reaching out from his head. "Well hello there, Gary. I've been waiting for a long time," he buzzed. I checked his mouth. It didn't move when he spoke. Gary gasped. "Tentomon..." He ran up to him and hugged him. Dad freaked when he found out, but Mom found him quite charming. Then again, she has the same mind set as Delia Ketchum, as she handed the bug a broom the next day.

It wasn't easy keeping Veemon secret from the rest of the world. For a while, he mostly stayed home and did housework. One day he told me about it as I came home from my first day of high school. "Greg, I know ya didn't bring me back here just to do your chores. I want something more out of life. I want to be useful." I put away my backpack. "I know, buddy. But I don't think there's anything you can do. I don't think you can assume a human form, and I can't take you to school with me. Hmm... there has to be something, and I'm gonna figure out what."

So, in October of 2004, I used some of the money I had earned from Toei on a police scanner and a book on police code. This was Atlanta, and there was a large amount of drug-related crime. So, we had a little system set up. Veemon slept all day and ate as usual. Then at night, he sneaked outside and I Digivolved him to ExVeemon so he could fly out into the city and turn in any suspicious characters to the police. Tentomon went with him. I had the idea of giving him a black eyemask so he could be known as "The Masked Dragon". It worked out perfectly. I got some sleep, the Digimon got some exercise, and the city was that much safer. On occasion, when a large amount of cocaine was detected in the area, we went together as Imperialdramon and blew it up from a distance. We didn't do it very often because we ended up destroying part of the city once. Thankfully, we were never arrested. Gary never got a chance to Digivolve Tentomon because we had to lay low. This continued for about 2 years until Dad found out and forced us to stop.

In 2008, I graduated from high school and spent the next year at a local community college building up General Education requirements. The Digimon read my textbooks on the side. Tentomon especially seemed to enjoy English. The two spent their spare time playing in a forest near our backyard. Everything went well until I had finished my Spring 2009 semester. I was at home, enjoying a bit of down time with the Digimon when I got up to look out the window. There was a limousine parked outside our driveway, and the door opened to reveal a blue dog with a red scarf tied around his head and a pair of large red boxing gloves. Little did I know that it would lead me to take another giant step into adventure...