ALRIGHT. So this is my first fanfic. I've been wanting to write one of these but I haven't had the time or chance to until recently. Thank goodness I had a story in mind. The main story will be set two years after Diaboromon's Revenge. We'll see how this works out.

I plan to keep everything the way the creator intended it, except one couple change. I hope people won't be offended, it's just the way I thought things would happen initially.

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. I do own the Andy, Jenny, and all the people and digimon that won't have any real search results on Google.

Digimon: Destiny of the Crests

Prologue

1995

Washington D.C., USA

It was a rainy afternoon. The streets of Washington D.C. slick with a mixture of water and oil from the cars that were constantly driving through everyday. The rain was so intense that there were storm warnings on the radio, and those who were not carefully driving to or away from a lunch break were either asleep or watching TV in their houses and apartments.

Or reading. Which was what 5-year-old Andy was doing. He had been reading for the past hour, so intensely that his eyes hurt. He put the book about biology down on the dresser beside his bed. If the day were part of the school year, he would be in a class filled with 17 or 18-year olds, but it was a summer day, so there was no school, and the rain kept him inside. He was utterly…

'Bored. That's what I am right now.' Andy sighed as he looked out onto the street. There were no people walking around, as there normally would be. All there was out there was the pitter patter of the rain and the color gray.

Not that he would have anything to do even if there was no rain. He had no friends his age because he wasn't like the other kids his age. He was what they called a genius. He excelled in all subjects, and teachers looked upon him with pride. Yet…

He had no friends. Kids his age looked at him like some sort of freak, and the male teenagers in his classes were not fond of him. He saw schoolwork and homework as puzzles, (he was fond of puzzles), and he was puzzled as to why the teenagers around him had looks of boredom and disgust in their eyes.

Once he saw a teenager sleeping in class, so he asked the teacher if it was naptime. The teenagers laughed at the comment, and it scared little Andy; why were they laughing at him? And why was the guy who was sleeping mad at him later? Because the teacher woke him up?

Strangely, or at least strangely to Andy, he was popular with the teenaged females. They all found him adorable and loved to pick him up and cuddle with him. This, of course, didn't make his standing with the guys any better.

Andy sighed. "I wish I could go outside." One of his favorite activities was dribbling his basketball out in his backyard, where there was an enclosed basketball court.

He opened his door a crack and looked at the babysitter. She was an old lady who loved soap operas, but today she was dead asleep on the coach. He watched her snore for a few moments, and then walked over to his kitchen. He took out a couple of graham crackers, a bar of chocolate, and a couple of marshmallows.

'S'mores. I always like some more s'mores.'

He chuckled at his own corny pun and heated up his concoction. Then he walked across the room to the table to eat his snack. He glanced at the TV, which was running strange sequences of numbers across the screen. 'That's weird,' he thought. He reached for the remote to change the channel, but nothing happened.

He was turning it off when a little girl came running out of a room. She grabbed his arm, pulling him to the room, saying, "Kuya, the computer broke! Come look!"

"Jenny, what did Mommy tell you about playing with the computer without me?"

"It wasn't me! Just look! Hurry!"

"Okay, okay, but I'm bringing my s'mores so that you don't take them while I'm not looking."

Andy accompanied his 4-year-old sister to their dad's office, where the computer was, and shut the door. There were weird numbers and symbols running across the screen. "I didn't do it! I was just drawing the animals!"

"Okay Jenny, whatever you say. Hmm... Let's just shut it down. Maybe when we turn it back on, the weirdness will go away." Andy bent down to shut the computer off. Right before he pressed the power button, however, Jenny yelled, "No!"

"Huh? What's..." Andy stopped mid sentence, and gazed at two familiar shapes forming in the screen. As the two children stared at the screen, they began to notice that the two shapes looked like… giant eggs.

Andy and Jenny stepped back as the two eggs emerged from the computer screen. The first one, which had a strange orange sun-like symbol on its surface, popped out first, and Andy managed to catch it before it dropped onto the ground. Jenny followed and caught the second egg, which had a strange white moon-like symbol on its surface.

'This is so weird,' thought Andy. 'I've never heard of this kind of thing in any of my computer classes.' In the children's curiosity, they failed to notice a small light flash on Andy's right arm and on the inside of Jenny's left hand. 'I wonder if we can cook these.'

Suddenly, the eggs started shaking, and they cracked open. The creature in Jenny's egg popped out first. It looked like a water drop, and yawned before softly saying, "Hi, I'm Moonmon. I wanna be your new friend!" Jenny stared for a few moments before grinning and squealing, "I'm Jenny! So cute!"

Andy gaped at Moonmon in bewilderment. Then he looked at the egg in his own arms, expecting to find a creature as well. All he saw, however, was an empty shell. Suddenly he felt something bump his leg. He looked down and saw an orange ball with the appearance of a sun. It bumped into him twice more before saying, "Hi! I'm Sunmon and you're my bestest best friend! Do you have any food? I'm starving!"

Andy bent down to him. He had never heard of something like this before. Other people might've been scared to death and run away. But as he stared at the creature bouncing around his sister and the creature staring up at him, all he could think of was how strange and somewhat cool this day had become. "I'm probably your only friend, Sunmon. But okay. My name's Andy. Want a s'more?" Andy watched as Sunmon and Moonmon gobbled up his food, and only one thought came through his mind: 'I hope Mom and Dad are fine with pets...'

9 Years Later (2004)

The Dark Ocean

Silence.

An eerie silence engulfed the Dark Area. It was not an unnatural silence, yet it was eerie nonetheless. Soft rustles sporadically interrupted this quiet, as inklings of breezes blew through the gray trees.

Even the ocean itself was quiet, its waves barely sounding as they crashed onto the shore. One could be easily entranced by this rhythmic lull. This silence.

A dark form sulked across the beach. It seemed to be the only one in the area, yet it knew that there were a number of creatures nearby, hidden by the foliage and shadows that the dark forests provided, afraid of the shadowed form that had the audacity to move unhidden and unafraid.

It scowled. Unafraid? What was there to be afraid of? The Dark Area was the worst thing that could have happened, and ever since it had arrived there, life had been utterly… boring. 'Mindless fools,' it thought. 'I must escape from this dull place.'

Yet it knew that such thoughts were hopeless. The only ways anyone or anything could escape the dark realm were to come to the side of Light or become strong enough to tear a hole through which it could escape. The first choice was completely out of question. It was ridiculous! It wasn't even possible. The second choice, however…

It was possible, but extremely difficult to do; for the dark ocean's purpose was banishment, and its seal was as close to invincible to the forces of darkness as the god-like digimon that invoked it. Even Daemon, the lord of the Dark Ocean and one of the seven Great Demon Lords had not been able to break through.

And as many digimon would discover with despair, the seal has been so powerful that it has been impossible to digivolve. Only a handful of digimon ever arrived as anything stronger than a champion. Indeed, this particular creature was only a mere rookie. So what could it do?

Suddenly it felt an extremely strong presence nearby. Quickly it crouched in preparation for flight. Its eyes darted around in vigilance, trying to discover the source of its unease. What met its eyes was surprising.

It saw… nothing. No large, grotesque, mindless digimon trying to eat it. No powerful demonic lord or desperate warrior trying to absorb its data to become stronger. No rare sighting of Daemon floating by. It could see nothing. That is, until it looked up in the sky.

An immense dark digicore was slowly descending from the dark sky. It was unbelievably large: it was easily the size of the tall Mount Infinite on File Island. The digimon gazed at it, bewildered. 'What kind of digimon could have this large of a digicore?'

As the digicore came closer and closer to the shadowed beach, the dark creature felt a wave of power rush over it. It could feel itself radiating with dark energy, and it realized that the digicore was its key to digivolution and, eventually, escape. So, driven by a hunger for power and a thirst for revenge, it walked to the large core, and, when it had completed its descent, pushed straight in.

A sudden sense of euphoria engulfed it as the dark forces within the digicore were dissolved into its whole being. It could feel the strength of multiple digimon, and was empowered by the dark data of each.

The hidden creatures watched as the digicore grew smaller and smaller and the creature's form grew larger and larger, until the digicore had been fully taken in and a large hulking shadow remained.

For a few moments, everything lay still. The various digimon in hiding waited in apprehension for the dark form on the beach to move. They all watched as the new creature stood erect, facial and bodily features hidden by the shadows of the Dark Area.

Then, suddenly, two giant wings extended themselves from the creature's body and gave one giant flap and the hidden digimon within a hundred meters from it were blown away or deleted by its sheer force. The new creature smiled at its newfound power, and proceeded to absorb the data of those it just destroyed. In the midst of its dark glee, it failed to notice as cloaked figure rushed it from behind.

"FLAME INFERNO!"

The new creature was engulfed in a demonic blaze, a wrath of hellfire that incinerated its entire being into data particles…

… at least, that's what should have happened.

But as the intense flames of the attack subsided, the attacker was alarmed to find that his strongest attack did nothing but irritate his victim. Slowly, the powerful creature turned to face he who dared to burn it from behind. Who it saw was not a surprise; in fact, the creature was hoping that he would come.

"Daemon… What a pleasant surprise."

The robed lord of the Dark Ocean rushed at the digimon and thrust his arms out, screaming, "Chaos Flare!"

A wild blast of black fire shot from his wings and swirled in every direction, then turned and flew to burn the opposing figure that stood in its way.

The digimon smirked and shot out its arms, and Daemon was shocked as the dark blaze was absorbed into its hands.

"Your weak fires cannot burn me, Daemon. I have become so strong that my power is far beyond that which my ultimate-level body would indicate. I have ascended into mega status, and even beyond, and now your attacks won't hurt me. I could destroy you right now. However, I do have some use for you. If you can help me break through the seal that binds us in this world, then I will spare you. Great deal right? So what will it be?"

Daemon seethed with anger at the arrogance of the offer. "Here is my answer! Flame Inferno!" Daemon thrust his arms out and blasted a ball of fire even larger than his last two attacks combined. It rushed at the challenger in a wave of heat, disintegrating even the earth it passed, three feet deep.

When the smoke cleared, the digimon was gone. "Hmph," Daemon smirked as he started to turn away. "That'll teach everyone here to mess me."

"Is that so…" said a voice next to his ear. Daemon's eyes widened as he felt a wave of dark energy pass over him. He tried to jump away, but the opposing digimon grabbed his arm tightly. It focused the dark energy into its arm and yelled, "Guilty Claw!"

There was a dark blast, and dust rose, obscuring the view of the battle from those who crept over to watch.

When it cleared, the spectators found the two digimon facing each other in a crater fifty feet across. Those watching were surprised to see Daemon without his cloak, and shrank back slightly at his grotesque form. They could see that the challenger had a multitude of deep scars with one of its wings torn, and its legs were scorched and discolored. The digimon that silently gazed at the scene were sure that Daemon would destroy this creature.

As eyes turned towards Daemon, they grew surprised as they noticed that his demonic face was set in a grimace, and he had numerous injuries of his own. His left wing was in shambles, and he had a large scar running down his face. His right arm was twisted in an awkward angle, and his left hand clutched at the ribs on his right side. As the digimon watched on, they were shocked to find that bits of data were streaming from those ribs, and as he removed his hand, he revealed that a large, gaping chunk was gone, and the rest of him was dissolving. As the spectators watched the powerful ultimate-level digimon advance on Daemon menacingly, they realized one thing: he, the Great Demon Lord of Wrath, was doomed.

"I see that your reflexes are first rate, Daemon," said the challenger. "You managed to turn so that I could not pierce your heart, while at the same time blasting me with your Chaos Flare. But, alas, your efforts were wasted; you should have taken up my offer. Now, you die."

But Daemon was not about to give up. If he was to be deleted, he would bring his opponent down with him.

Struggling to control his pain, he brought back his two arms, collecting dark energy in his hands. Pushing his arms forward, he yelled, "Double Dust!" Two swirls of dark energy blasted forward, pushing up the dust from the ground in wild frenzy, creating a dark hurricane. The two tornadoes blasted towards their target, who dove away from them. The digimon rushed at Daemon, charging dark energy into its two claws. Daemon pushed forward in response, ignoring his pain, in the anger that made him the Demon Lord of Wrath. He focused his powers into his right hand, and a swirl of demonic fire swirled around his arm. Those in hiding watched in anticipation as the two extremely powerful digimon rushed at each other, waiting in the shadows to see who the victor would be.

"Flame Inferno!"

"Guilty Claw!"

The blazing hellfire met the pulsating dark energy, and the blast that resulted destroyed everything within a two hundred yard radius. When all the dust cleared, there were only two digimon in sight: Daemon and his challenger. Both were clearly suffering intense injuries. They stood facing each other for what seemed like hours, but were only moments. Then one's knees buckled, causing the digimon to fall in defeat.

The other stood over the fallen, gazing with contempt. "You will die now, because you dared face the power of a Demon Lord. Flame Infer-"

"Guilty Claw!"

Daemon felt a sudden burst of pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw the claw of the other digimon had pierced through. They stood there for three seconds, Daemon suspended in the air by the arm that had impaled his chest. Then the tattered body of Daemon burst into data particles.

The victor absorbed Daemon's data, feeling as its wounds were healed by the data's energy. It looked around at the wreckage and grinned. The burst of energy that had resulted from the battle had torn a miniscule hole through the seal that held the Dark Area in, and the digimon could see a glimpse of the digital world.

But it was too small to squeeze through, even at the pitiful baby-level. The digimon tore at the hole with its claws, hoping to enlarge the space, but the seal had not been fully destroyed, and so every time it pierced through, the hole would shrink around its arm, and it would have to use all its might just to pull the arm back. It tried again and again to escape, but it was repeatedly thwarted.

The digimon was growing frustrated, and began rapidly slash the hole in hopes of completely destroying the seal while creating a large enough space to pass through. The attempts, however, proved to be wasted, as the hole would shrink as rapidly as the digimon could tear at it.

'Curses,' it thought. 'This is getting nowhere. What must I do to break free?' Then a thought began to arise in its mind. The digimon approached the small hole and poked a small part of its nail through. Then it pulled hard.

Satisfyingly, the hole did not move, but rather extended as far as the nail could go. When the hole grew large enough, the digimon managed to stick his whole claw in. As the hole began to shrink back, it quickly slipped the other claw through the space and pulled the sides apart.

The digimon struggled to keep it open, because even the fragmented seal was stronger than its own strength. It was surprised at the amount of strength it needed to exert in order to keep the hole wide enough for a digimon to pass through.

As it strained itself to keep the gate open, it heard a sudden rustle in the dark forest behind it. Suddenly, another creature lumbered past the forest border and across the beach. As it struggled to maintain the hole's size, the digimon thought of destroying the intruder to absorb its power, but that would mean letting go of the hole it worked so hard to create, and it wasn't worth the risk. So the digimon held on.

Meanwhile, the other digimon decided to take the risk, and slipped around the hole's maintainer. It hesitated for a moment, and then stuck its hand through. As everyone watched, the digimon's body was slowly sucked through the gate, until all that was left in the Dark Area was its foot. Then even that was sucked through, and the ensuing burst of energy was so powerful that the demonic digimon was blasted back and had to let go.

When the smoke cleared, the digimon found that the hole had shrunk back down. This made it very frustrated, but it was weakened by the force it had to exert to keep the hole open. As it approached the hole, the digimon noticed that although the hole was smaller than it had been when held open, it was noticeably larger than it had been prior to its widening.

'Allowing that Pumpkinmon to pass through must have deteriorated the seal,' thought the dark digimon. The thought brought a smile to its masked face.

'Well, I believe I can use this tasty piece of information for my own benefit. Soon I will begin a reign of terror unlike anything anyone has ever seen. And should those children cross my way once more, they will feel my wrath!" And a dark laugh echoed through the skies, arousing the interests of dark digimon deep within the hidden parts of the Dark Area.

A Field in the Digital World

It was a sunny day in the digital world. The wind softly tickled the ground, and a few stray clouds blew slowly overhead. It was quiet and peaceful; everywhere, except in the field. If one were to look closely behind a small rock formation, he or she would see a small band of creatures in formation, and would hear a barking voice saying…

"Alright soldiers! Step lively! Lieutenant, what is the status of the enemy?"

"The enemy is in sight, General!"

"Alright! Now, as soon as the enemy has crossed the border, we will commence our counterattack. Use every ounce of power you have! I don't want to see little sissies crying for their mommies when the battle gets heated! Understand soldiers?"

"Sir! I just have one question!"

"What is it soldier?"

"I just wanted to know what a sissy was!"

"Well, a sissy is… well, it's-"

"Sir, wouldn't a heated battle be bad for the field? It would catch on fire!"

"Yes, well I-"

"Sir, why do we have to call you sir?"

"I don't know! I don't know what a sissy is or why the battle should be heated or why I need to be called sir! I just saw it in a movie and thought it would make me sound cool! Hmph, I should've asked TK earlier…"

"Sir! The enemy is here!"

"Alright! Fire at will!"

"Fire, sir? But the field would-"

"Oh, just attack, would ya?"

"Yes Sir! Bubble Blow!"

The enemy was suddenly bombarded by a stream of bubbles. He tried to fight through it, but it was just too much. He was pushed back, and then thrown twenty feet away. The party cheered, and one of the soldiers screamed, "Get him!" They rushed to the fallen enemy and pounced on him, keeping his arms and legs at bay while they squashed him with their bodies.

"Okay, okay, I give, I give! You win! Uncle! Geisundheit! Oh wait, I don't think that one fit. Would you get off me? Please?"

The attackers cheered and ran off. Some of them started running around in joyous circles, while others jumped up and down in delight. Meanwhile, the 'general' flew over to the fallen enemy, smirking as the defeated digimon struggled to get up.

"Well, that makes the score Patamon and the Tokomon army, nine, Gabumon, zero. Would you like to lose again?"

"You seem to be enjoying this game a lot more than you should be, Patamon. Why's that?"

Patamon giggled. "It's fun watching you get pushed back by the Tokomon. I don't know why you aren't having fun though."

Gabumon scowled. "You're not the one getting attacked mercilessly. They may be just in-trainings, but they pack quite a punch."

Patamon watched as the Tokomon ran back to the stone outcropping. "Yeah, but they're nothing compared to the digimon we've faced already. Myotismon, the dark masters, Armageddemon, we never backed down to them. And now you're pleading for mercy to some Tokomon! I can't help but laugh!" And laugh he did.

Gennai smiled as he watched Gabumon chase Patamon around the field. Life in the digital world was peaceful, thanks to these two digimon, along with their fellow heroes. It was because of them that outings, such as the one Gabumon and Patamon had brought the Tokomon to, were possible for the young digimon.

Gennai was just having thoughts about dinner when he suddenly felt… well, he wasn't sure what he felt. He just knew that it made him uneasy. He looked around and couldn't see anything out of place. Then there was a crash near the rocks that the Tokomon were playing in.

Gabumon and Patamon rushed to the rocks, while the Tokomon rushed out, crying.

"Blue Blaster!"

"Boom Bubble!"

Gabumon's and Patamon's respective attacks flew to the smoke that had resulted from the unexpected explosion. When the smoke cleared out, they saw a large doll with a green cape fluttering in the wind, and a pumpkin for its head with an axe on the top. Two bright globes stared at Gabumon and Patamon for a few moments, before it raised its hands and yelled "Trick or Treat!"

A large pumpkin formed over the two digimon, and they dove away a moment before the pumpkin could fall on them.

"Pumpkinmon! Aren't they usually friendly?"

"I don't think this one is trying to make friends, Patamon. I'll digivolve and fight him. Watch the little ones!"

"Gabumon, digivolve to…" A large orb of data surrounded Gabumon, and when the data sphere burst, he became… "Garurumon!"

"Garurumon, watch out!" Gennai warned. "Pumpkinmon is an ultimate-level digimon! Be careful!"

The white and blue wolf looked at Gennai before responding, "You don't have to tell me twice." With that, he pounced at Pumpkinmon. "Howling Blaster!"

A blast of blue fire burst from Garurumon's mouth and towards Pumpkinmon, but it was barely effective, and only proved to have angered Pumpkinmon. "Trick or Treat!"

Garurumon dashed away as the giant pumpkin slammed the ground. He dashed at the Pumpkinmon, dodging the various pumpkins that flew at him. "Howling Blaster!" Pumpkinmon punched at the fire, dissipating it. Garurumon scowled. "This is going to be harder than I thought. Time to bump it up a notch! Garurumon digivolve to… uh, Garurumon? Great! I can't digivolve!"

Meanwhile, Patamon was rushing around, trying to comfort the small in-trainings, who were too frightened stop crying. "There, there, it's okay, Garurumon is strong, he can defeat that scary bad guy easily…" Suddenly, Garurumon flew past them, bouncing twice on the ground and rolling before he stopped. "… or maybe he can't."

Gennai ran over to Patamon and the Tokomon and said, "Patamon, I'll watch these children. Go, help Gabumon out!"

Patamon nodded his thanks, and jumped to the air.

"Patamon, digivolve to…" Patamon was engulfed by a data, and when the data sphere was burst… "Angemon!" The warrior angel flew at Pumpkinmon with rapid speed, gathering energy into his right fist.

"Hand of Fate!" Angemon thrust his fist at Pumpkinmon, throwing him back. Pumpkinmon regained his balance and made another large pumpkin. "Trick or Treat!" Angemon darted around the large project, but was shocked to see the pumpkin fly towards Gennai and the Tokomon. He flew to their aid, but was pounded by another large pumpkin from behind.

Angemon watched helplessly as the giant squash sailed towards the Tokomon to squash them. Suddenly, he heard a small voice shout, "Fire at will! Bubble Blow!" A giant stream of bubbles ran into the pumpkin, attempting to slow it down to a stop right before it hit its target. However, the pumpkin just burst the bubbles, and it looked like the Tokomon were doomed.

"Howling Blaster!"

A burst of blue flame disintegrated the giant pumpkin, and Garurumon soared over Gennai and the Tokomon to rejoin the battle.

"Nice of you to return, Garurumon."

"Let's finish this, Angemon!"

Garurumon rushed at Pumpkinmon and bit into its arm, screaming, "Subzero Ice Fang!" As Pumpkinmon's tried to shake Garurumon loose, Angemon dove from behind. "Hand of Fate!" Pumpkinmon was pushed forward from the angelic blow. He began to get up, but Garurumon rushed over him, blasting him with his Howling Blaster. Pumpkinmon sank back to the ground screaming, unable to extinguish the blue flames on his body. There was a pause, and he burst into data particles. Garurumon and Angemon devolved into Gabumon and Patamon and rushed back to Gennai and the Tokomon.

"Is everyone alright? Thank- Gah! Hey! Why don't any of you jump on Patamon?"

"Because you're bigger, Gabumon!"

"That's no reason to- hey, wait! You too, Patamon? What the- Ouch! Who bit my tail! I have a very sensitive tail you know!"

As Gabumon was taken down by Patamon and the Tokomon army, Gennai could not help but wonder about the strange feeling that had occurred before Pumpkinmon appeared. 'I hope it isn't something bad, but… I can't shake this unease that I feel. Where did that Pumpkinmon appear from? I fear that the digidestined will soon be needed once more, and my feelings are rarely off.'

Gennai's Keep

Gennai was rearranging his furniture. 'It's always nice to change the feeling of the room every hundred years.' He was moving his bookcase when a small picture frame toppled over. It would have crashed onto the floor, had Gennai not reacted quickly and dove, catching it in the nick of time. He turned it over and smiled sadly as five laughing kids gazed back at him. 'It's been too long.'

He moved it to the desk next to his bed, next to the picture of certain child and his mother...

Two Years Later (2006)

Tokyo International Airport

"Flight 283, New York, USA to Tokyo, Japan, now landing."

A young man with bushy brown hair smiled to himself when he heard the announcement. He stood up from where he had been sitting and, holding onto his luggage, made his way to the hangar where the mentioned plane would be landing.

A blue sports bag was slung over his shoulder. It looked normal enough to those walking by, but a closer inspection would show that the bag was… moving…

"Would you quit moving so much? You might attract attention."

"You're one to talk. Wearing your Japanese team uniform in the public; way to be inconspicuous."

"Whatever. Just don't move so much."

"You're excited, aren't you?"

The teen stopped as he reached his destination. The passengers were just boarding off. He stood there, watching the crowd. Then he saw them. A good-looking young man with blonde hair, fashionably styled, sporting silver shades and carrying a guitar, calmly talking to a beautiful young woman with soft brunette hair tipped pink, dressed as and looking very much like a super-model. The girl saw him first, and got the blonde's attention, and they both waved while the girl shouted, "Hey Tai!"

Tai Kamiya grinned. He walked over to them excitedly, almost bumping into a man and his luggage, which made the two other teens laugh. "We're finally back, Koromon. I have a feeling that we're gonna have an awesome summer."

And that was the first chapter! Well, technically, the prologue.

R & R! Happy New Year to all!