Chapter 1

The digital world. A world much like our own, but nothing like it. Existing parallel to our own in a subspace. Void. Whatever you want to call it. Not visible from Earth. Not even near Earth. But existing parallel to our world has caused many problems. The growing advancement of technology has caused a ripple effect against the Digital World to be knocked out of balance. Temporal unbalance. This means that if a human being was to spend 20 human minutes in the Digital World, time could have gone 100 times faster, or slower. The extent of the damage is unknown. But with increasing products that make mobile phones more like mini-computers, there is a real problem.

Nobody really knows how long the Digital World has existed. But many do believe it is as old as our own world. That can easily explain the reason why I have received several reports of a human from 1960's New York appearing in the Stone Age. I'll try and explain it. Think of a straight line. Are you thinking of it?

That is time of the Universe that Earth exists in. Now add the Digital World into the equation from its parallel pocket universe. Several squiggly lines going up, down, left, right, etc. Passing through the time-stream of the humans' universe countless times.

An incident like this cannot go unnoticed. Which is why I was programmed. If you had not gathered, I am an AI; artificial intelligence for you numskulls out there. Although on first meetings, I can appear human. That is due to my programme encountering an error in the reboot: I had developed a conscious mind from all the human technology and information bleeding through to the digital world. YOUR FAULT! You pour SOOO much of yourselves into social media on the internet that somehow bled into my programming.

Do I have a mother? a father? Probably not; or a creator at least? That's one question I'll probably never get an answer to. Whoever created me didn't want me to know anything about my origin. And believe me, I've looked for answers.

My main programming dictates that I am supposed to pick a group of suitable teens that can work together. But, I think I'll add a little twist of my own to it. At random, teens from different time periods will awaken in another. If they can adapt to their current surrounding, then they will have proved themselves worthy to be what I shall call the Temporal Hunters.

Now….Who to begin with…..
Let's start with a name beginning with M. I like the letter M, good letter. Nice letter…
Molly. A Molly from the 22nd Century. Let's see how she handles herself in another time period.

A/N: Okay, that was just a brief introduction to a main character that will be important throughout the plot of this fic. On with the rest.

The 22nd Century; Quite an improvement from the 21st. For one thing, there were no more energy problems. Plus, street lights had been replaced by floating orbs of light, gravity globes, that were suspended in the air. No zombie apocalypse either – that's a good sign.

Technology was integrated into everything. Well, almost everything. Robots did haircuts now. Monitors were integrated into many walls to broadcast vital news information. All this technology that people had taken for granted that ran society.

Although none of this mattered to a certain Molly Haines. Not your typical 22nd century gal. Every day here was just another day trapped in the hellhole she called home. Sure, her parents being rich enough to buy whatever she wanted, but that wasn't enough for her. The thrill of earning for it was non-existent.

The blonde 18yr old with a lustful body continued walking down the road towards her city apartment her parents had rented out for her to spend weekends at herself if she wished to do so, which was more frequent than she would care to admit.

She took a left. Into an alleyway.

She continued walking till she came to a dead end, after several rights and lefts. That was when she heard footstep behind her. She turned and saw a young girl. No older than 7yrs old. Bright pink hair, kept in two pigtails. Standing in what looked to be a white and red Japanese school uniform.

Molly crouched down to the girls level, till she was almost eye to eye with her.

"You lost kid?" Molly asked sweetly, attempting to not appear scary to the young child.

She heard a voice, but it was not coming from this small child in front of her. A loud voice, as if it were blaring out of speakers all around her.

"Now, Miss Haines, you better hold onto something. This ride is about to get bumpy" an unrecognisable voice echoed off the alleyway walls, bouncing between her ears.

It was as if someone was scrapping their nails against a chalkboard. An incredible screeching noise well over the safe decibel levels. The noise knocked Molly unconscious quickly before any serious hearing damage could be done. The young 7yr old suddenly burst into a flurry of 1's and 0's, sliding under Molly and dispersing into the nearest screen available.

A rose gem necklace lay on the concrete path outside the alleyway.

The necklace lay their for hours, until an old lady with a walking stick noticed the glistening on the path from the streetlights. Struggling to reach the necklace due to old age, she eventually picked it up, raising it so she could clearly see it in the light, lowering her rimmed glasses to have a proper look at it.

"I promised I would find it for you..." her voice grained.

#~End Chapter

So, I hope you guys enjoyed that. I decided I would pick this story up after finding a prose for it on my computer. Originally started by myself in 2013. Wow, long time.

As you can tell, the partner Digimon will not be integrated immediately. I want to establish the OC's as themselves first, then develop their relationship with their partner.

Anyway, I will be accepting OC's for this fic. The forum will be available on my profile, hopefully not too many restrictions on it. Make sure to favourite and follow this fic so you don't miss any updates!

Till next time.