One: First Encounter
"Kalie, your shift ended twenty minutes ago. Why are you still here? Go home." Fifteen year old Kalina Calloway sighed and blew a strand of her shoulder length ebony hair out of her face.
"Felicity, I'm fine. I told the boss I'd work a few hours overtime since Stacy couldn't make it in tonight." she said, rolling her lime green eyes. Felicity; Kalie's identical twin sister with black hair down to her waist crossed her arms.
"Kalie, the boss thinks you're working yourself too hard. He asked me to come in and tell you to take your stupid cookies and go home before you kill over. Why'd you get a job here, anyway? You still live with Mom and Dad. I'm the one that moved in with our aunt and uncle to help them take care of Ai and Mako." Kalie sighed.
"I got a job to get out of that house. Mom and Dad are never home, anyway. And Ryan already moved out. So the only company I have is Sebastian. And no offense to him, but he's too quiet." Felicity rolled her eyes.
"Sis, he's a butler, what do you expect. . . .Hey, tonight's the harvest moon, isn't it? Remember what your fortune cookie said?" Kalie raised an eyebrow and nodded.
"Yeah. "You will have an interesting encounter on the night of the harvest moon" But you don't actually believe that-" Felicity cut her off.
"Hey, you never know. Look, it's late. Go home. Who knows? That fortune cookie might have been right." Kalie chse not to reply to this, she merely picked up the plastic bag of cookies she made and headed out the cafe door.
Kalie hadn't been walking for long when she happened to catch sight of a small purple creature digging in the trash, looking for food. When it saw her, it jumped up into a nearby tree. Curious, Kalie approached it.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Won't you come back down?" She heard a scoff from up in the tree.
"Not on yer life, Toots!" the creature snapped. Kalie sighed.
"Will you at least tell me your name?"
"Not that it's any of yer business, Toots, but the name's Impmon." Kalie smiled.
"So, you're a Digimon then? What level?" there was hesitance when Impmon replied,
". . . . .Rookie." Kalie stared up at the small silhouete in the tree. If he was a rookie, that would explain why he was so quick to hide. As she was about to tell him her name, she heard a low grumble that could only be his stomache.
"Listen, why don't you at least come down and get these cookies? They're not exactly a three course meal, but they'll keep you fed for a while. I'll come back in the morning with a bento or something for you." Impmon snorted.
"Yeah right. I ain't comin' down, Toots. Badaboom!" Kalie gasped and dodged the incoming fireball. She then glared up at him angrilly.
"What is your problem? Look, if you won't take them directly from me, I'll just leave them for you here on the park bench. Goodnight, Mr. Personality." she snapped as she tossed the bag on the bench and stormed off.