I really should stop uploading new stories when I've got 3 more that I've just started. It's a very bad habit of mine.... Anyway, this is, what I think, is the worst story I've ever written, probably because it only took a quarter of an hour.

Just a little side note, this story is set a while after the events of 'The revenge of Diabolomon (or however you spell it)' and the defeat of king drasil, so the characters haven't changed much. But I may have made them a OOC.

Ah, well. ENJOY.

In a flash of blue light and a loud 'bang', Marcus dematerialized in a narrow alleyway. Nothing and no-one was there, a row of lamp-posts that looked like they had been squashed together. They hardly produced any light anyway so he wondered why they were even there. He tried to squeeze through the place but the sword he was carrying and his muscular shoulders weren't helping at all.

Awkwardly, he held his sword sideways and wriggled so he could actually get somewhere. After a few moments of feeling like a worm in the ground, he ended up in a street. For the first time since he landed in this dimension, he noticed that it was night. In the moonlight, he also noticed the state of his clothes; if you could call the wrecked rags of his t-shirt and his jeans 'clothes'.

He wondered if he could get some clothes in a shop. Chuckling at that thought, he tried to count how long it had been since he had actually gone into a shop. And wore 'proper' clothes. Walking in a random direction, he pulled out his digivice. It wasn't as clean and un-damaged as it was a long time ago but it still worked. Well, kind of anyway.

Marcus jabbed at a button. Nothing happened. He jabbed another button. Nothing happened again. He slammed another button. Amazingly… nothing happened at all. The next few moments was spent by Marcus by hitting buttons, swearing loudly and looking into a blank screen. Slumping down on the floor, he screamed loudly.

It was all very well a while ago, when he and his 'little orange friend' traveled the digital world, fighting enemies and doing justice…etc, but then, he was somehow contacted by a little old man. For one thing, it was surprising that a man pops up on you're personal digivice but it was even more surprising that the man (calling him something like 'Gennai' or something) demands that only he could save the universe.

The old man gave him a few instructions:

Go to the digi-void and jump into a portal. (This was rather 'unhelpful' because he didn't know where the digi-void was and what it was. With a tiny bit of 'help', he got there, only to find there was a sea of whirlpools that, quite frankly, didn't look 'safe'.)

Save the girl… (Again, sounds cool, but it left Marcus completely clue-less. What girl? What does she look like? Who the flippin' heck is she?)

…And save the universe. (That one probably didn't make ANY sense at all.)

Because of the many portals, he and Agumon split up. Unfortunately, Gennai didn't tell them that the portals sent them into different universes. Namely, parallel ones.

Soon, Marcus would learn that Gennai had somehow installed inter-dimensional travel machines into Agumon's mouth and his digivice. How he did was a mystery for they only had 'met' once. And it also took a while to work out how it worked.

While Marcus pondered, he didn't notice that there was someone standing in front of him, looking at him rather confused. With chocolate-brown hair and eyes, as Marcus looked up at her, he realized how much she resembled his own sister at home, a few dimensions away from here. They both looked at each other for a while, frozen and both puzzled under the moonlight.

"Can I help you?" She asked, looking down at his ripped clothes and his revealing bare chest. She added, stammering, "…s…sir?"

"Err…" Marcus pulled his 't-shirt' together and smiled, standing up. "Thanks."

"Kari's the name." She smiled back. "Kari Kamiya."　　

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Tai looked at the person in the doorway. He was in rags, with scraggly brownish-orange hair covered in soot along with his dirty, muddy face. Oh, yeah, he also had a sword. It wasn't everyday that a man with a sword appeared in your doorway, with your little sister, holding her bags and shopping.

"Welcome home." Tai said, looking into the eyes of the stranger, implying the exact opposite. He then hissed at Kari in a whisper that even Marcus could clearly hear, "Kari, we need to talk." The stranger smiled back at the glaring Tai, albeit rather sheepishly.

"What are you thinking?" Tai dragged Kari out of the stranger's view with an angry expression on his face. "You can't just bring people into our house! And look at the time!" He pointed at the clock.

"He was alone o the streets! I couldn't just leave him!" Kari said, not shouting but getting her message clear into Tai's face. "And he's not my boyfriend." Kari added before Tai could say anything more.

Tai glared at Marcus through the room he was in. The man was now sitting on a chair, looking into the rooms. He looked rather bored, resting his head backwards on a wall. His head was tilted towards the kitchen.

"Has Gatomon visited?" Kari hissed, looking worried. When Tai shook his head, she looked relived but Tai didn't.

"But Agumon's in the kitchen making our tea." Tai muttered. It took both of them a moment to realize the seriousness of the situation. "W… We should get him out shouldn't we?"

Kari nodded, and then the 2 siblings scrambled towards the kitchen. To their dismay, Marcus was already there shocked at the sight of the digimon and so was Agumon who was wearing a frilly pink apron that was too big for him and clearly the property of Mrs. Kamiya.

"He's wearing an apron and cooking…" Marcus said, surprised, pointing at the Agumon who had dropped his pan that he was holding. "I thought all they did was eat but that one's cooking!"

Kari and Tai looked at each other. Both their faces were masks of utter confusion. They both knew it was going to be a long night.

I've just remembered that I need to put in a disclamer 'cos I forgot at the top.

DISCLAMER: I DON'T OWN DIGIMON. WHICH SUCKS.

Tell me if I should continue it, because, well, I personally don't think I will.

BYE!