This is my very first Digimon fic I made. If no one reads this because there are too many Digimon fics out there, then I shall delete this one of course! I don't want fanfiction.net to post a boring fic like this one.

Oh yeah! If I don't get about 5 reviews in a chapter, then there's no hope in continuing this!

Oh yeah! Toei Animation owns Digimon Adventures 02 and Digimon Frontiers. I wished they were mine but I'm not that smart to come up with such a cool anime plus I'm too young… ^_^

~~~"Once there were these kids," the strange, old man told me. He was always there in my dreams but never cared to tell me his name. His story would be about 8 destined—I mean, "digi-destined" children, as he called them, that saved the world a long time ago. The old man would always cut the story when he reaches the part where these 8 children had fought some kind of evil. He just starts to fade away, his eyes all teary. Maybe the darkness had frightened him and stopped him from continuing. I don't know… I don't care either…~~~

The Meeting

"Agh!" a young boy screamed, running fast down on the stairs. "I'm going to be late!"

His younger brother could only watch him from his room, wondering what's will all the commotion. His mother would try to calm him down by telling him to have breakfast but there wasn't much time for taking breakfast. He had to run.

"Takuya dear," his mother said before he had stepped out from the house. "It's still 30 minutes before your school starts… why not taking breakfast?"

"No thanks mom." He replied while fitting his shoes into his feet. "I was asked to accompany a new student in our school."

His mother sighed. "Then why didn't you tell me you were leaving this early?" she asked. "I could've woke you up." She advised. Takuya stood up and opened the door. "I totally forgot about it…" he replied and left a bye before leaving the house.

He had to run to school. He was afraid to display a bad model for the new student. Finally, he can see an image of his school from afar. Looking for the student, he carefully scouted his eyes for him—or her. Realizing there was no one there, he heaved a hard sigh of relief and slowed down. "Good thing I came here earlier." Smiling at his achievement. He rested on the gate of their school as he waited for him—or her.

"Uh…" a sweet voice came from behind him. "Is this Odaiba Elementary School?" it asked. Takuya turned around and saw girl in front of his eyes. He blushed. She was pretty. She had short brown hair. Takuya was stunned and couldn't say a word. "Uh… Excuse me?" she asked once more, waving her hand in front of Takuya's eyes.

Finally, Takuya snapped and came back to reality with a nod, answering the girl's question. The girl took her hand for a shake, saying "The name's Hikari."

Takuya shyly took her hand and introduced himself, "My na-name's… Ta-Ta-kuy-Takuya!" he said. Hikari giggled at him. "Anyway," he continued. "I better tour you around." Scratching his head.

Naturally, Hikari was on their class. Takuya was kind of jealous with one of their classmate who turned out to be Hikari's childhood friend a long time ago. Plus, their brothers are both best of friends. Takeru was his name. Takuya sighed sadly, watching the blue sky through the window beside him. "Just when I thought she was going to be…" he mumbled, daydreaming.

Finally, the classes had ended and it was dismissal. Takuya took his bag, placed it around his shoulder and started walking out from their classroom until Takeru called his name, "Takuya!"

He stopped and walked back inside. "What is it?"

Hikari was with him. Takuya took time to look at her and then turned back to Takeru. "Well, Hikari would like to say something." Takeru said. With this, Takuya blushed.

"Well, you see. I didn't get to thank you for giving me a tour around here." Hikari started. "Thanks!"

"Uh… yeah. Sure! No problem!" Takuya replied.

"If I knew you were the one who's coming, I could've volunteered to welcome you here." Takeru said as Takuya started to leave them both. He could hear them laugh about it. He walked home sadly.

Kanbara's household—6:36 pm

Takuya was sitting on the sofa, watching his younger brother play with video games. He couldn't play. He would be scolded once more if he does. All he could do was watch. Watch his brother getting beat up in the game. He couldn't stand it, stood up, took his bag and did his homework. Not the usual Takuya his mother would see in the house. He was stopped when he noticed his brother had called his name while playing. "What is it?!" he asked, getting annoyed.

His brother would turn, showing a clueless face and ask how to beat the boss in the game. Takuya sighed, shaking his head and mumbling, "Oh man…" He left his work and took the controller from his brother's grip and started to teach him tricks on how to beat that monster.

"What's this?!" he asked. "You're monsters are all weak! Have you been training them right!?" Takuya asked in a bossy way.

His younger brother's eyes started to flow down tears. Takuya, getting scared of getting scolded once more, patted his brother's head and told him some friendly advices, just in time when his mother arrived at the scene to check on them.

"Takuya!" his mother cried. "Let your brother play!"

"But…"

Before Takuya could even explain, his mother started to say mistaken conclusions. "You're already in 5th grade! You're too old for that!" Takuya felt angry. He didn't take the controller from his brother by force. She's making such far out conclusions. Why can't his brother back him up? He felt even angrier when he looked at him, threw the controller, took all his homework, ran for his room and slammed the door. "Why is everything turning against me?" he asked sadly as he lied down on his bed. "I wish I could go somewhere where things aren't all down."

Kanbara's household—9:49 pm

~Takuya's point of view~

I was having this weird and meaningless dream once more. That old man is starting to annoy me. Here I am, sitting on the same bench at the park. I wonder if the dream changes if I leave this place and go to another one. Will I see that old man again? I hope not. I don't like his cliffhanging story. So, I went away. I walked away from that same bench I sat for how many dreams. I went to my house. I found my mobile phone, ringing. I wonder who could it be. No one had been calling me for any reason. I took it and looked at the name that's calling. It said "Digi-world". I didn't understand but answered it anyway. "Hello?" No one answered so I hanged it up. The old man's voice came from my phone after a few seconds. The screen changed. It showed some kind of symbol but I didn't understand it. He told me to something about my destiny. He told me to choose. Of course, I felt curious about it, wondering what would happen if I would go and follow him. There was no telling. My wonders had overcome me and I finally decided to go. He told me to go back to the park and listen to his story once more. I sighed, disappointed from what he told me. Was that it? Is my destiny to listen to him forever? I sighed even more, walking back to where I started—the park. Reaching there, my phone started to shine brightly, too bright that it blinded me for a sec. I felt it changing its form. When the light had gone out, I looked at the thing my phone had become. I couldn't explain it. I haven't seen such thing. It had a screen and some buttons to press on. I tried to press on them but I was stopped when my head started to formulate weird outcomes if I pressed them. I didn't forget about the old man, I hurriedly went there, running before I find myself in bed once more. I carried the thing in my palms. Finally, I reached the park. I found the same old man that told me the same old story since I was a kid. Somehow, I was able to memorize some of his lines while he told me the story. I would sarcastically follow these lines while half-listening to him. This time, I had to change that. I want to know what would happen to me. I sat on the same bench when I arrived there. I didn't see him, waiting for me. I thought he wouldn't be there. Well, at least my ears could take a break from his tale—and voice! I waited. Suddenly, a figure came from the shadows, it was him. I wanted to shout at him for making me wait that long but I didn't. If I did, maybe he would turn his back against me. I don't want that anymore. I had enough of it. I watched him quietly and he started to tell me things.

"The digi-world and the real world is starting to near each other and collapse." He started. All I could do was strive on understanding what he was trying to tell me. "At the same time, the digi-world is being destroyed code by code by a dark Digimon named Kerpimon. If this continues, the digi-world would be destroyed." What does he mean by codes? "Remember the story I had been telling you?" he asked. I nodded of course. How could I ever forget it? "Well, those 8 digi-destined children will once again rise and fight." So what? It's as if I'm one of them. "But to save the same digi-word, another batch of digi-destined children would be needed to save the codes of the Digimon world." This time, it was getting exciting. There might be a chance that I would be one of them. I let him continue. "If you continue to go on with this," he said, "then you will be one of them." He finished. I couldn't believe myself. For all these years, this was going to happen. I was about to become a hero. Then he started to vanish once more. No. It was my dream that started to vanish. But before I had awoken from my slumber, he told me to get to Shibuya by the setting of the sun, find a park there and start to look for these 8 children who would go to the Digimon world and bring his digivice. I guessed he meant the thing my phone turned into.

Kanbara's household—7:36 am

Takuya woke up from his sleep, finding himself in his room, about to be late once more. He hurried himself and once again, didn't bother to take breakfast. He ran for school. He found the school gate about to close, good thing he was able to make it.

School—10:01 am

It was recess break. Takuya had been impatiently waiting for his classes to end so that he could go out to another world where he had never done before. His stomach rumbled. He was hungry the whole time. He heard Takeru and Hikari talking again. Talking about going to the park. What park? He wanted to see but he had something more important to do.

"I hope brother would go" Hikari said.

"Yamato has been busy with his band. I wonder if he could go too" Takeru said, standing beside Hikari's table. "This is important. I wish time would stop if we go there just like before."

Hikari giggled.

"Did you have a chance to go there, Hikari?" Takeru asked.

"Uhm… no" Hikari answered sadly. "I found Gatomon in this world, remember?"

"I don't know. We were busy looking the 8th member. We didn't realize it was you all along. Taichi was kind of stubborn at that time." Takeru explained.

Hikari was silent, remembering her treasured memories. "Ah… the memories…" she mumbled.

"And everything would happen once again when class ends."

Shibuya Park—3:58 pm

"Here I am" Takuya said, standing in the middle of the park, hoping the digi-destined children would notice him. He saw a lot kids there. Some of them were even by their high school. "I wonder if those people are the ones who saved the digi-world—or whatever you call it, a long time ago…" Takuya thought, hiding behind a tree behind them. He listened to them carefully, hoping he was right. But he doubted it since there were only five of them there. After a few minutes, he found Hikari and Takeru heading his way. He hid himself carefully, making sure they don't notice him. "What are they doing here?" he asked himself. Nonetheless, he just watched them and listened.

"All we need now is Mimi…" a girl with short, flyaway hair said as the two sat on the blank spaces in around the circle they made.

"Well, she could go there by herself with the help of her destined friend there in America." A boy said. He had orange, short hair. He seemed to be in his high school. He also had a laptop with him. Listening to this, Takuya had conceived that they must be those digi-destined he was sent to look for. "If one is out in America and there are 7 of them here… that makes eight! They must be the digi-destined children a long time ago!" he thought. His digivice shone. He took it and looked at it. Then the old man started to talk.

"You're right! They ARE the digi-destined children that fought a long time ago" the old man's voice was loud. Takuya tried to cover it with his palms to lower the volume but it was too late.

"Hey! Did you hear that?!" the boy with brown, bushy hair asked.

"Hear what?" Sora asked.

"That. Gennai's voice!" Taichi replied, standing up and look for the sound.

"What do you mean?" Koshirou asked, also standing up.

"I think I heard it from that tree."

"Don't be silly Taichi." The silent one said. He had shoulder-length blond hair. "Trees can't talk you know…"

"I swear!" Taichi insisted and scouted around the tree, finding Takuya behind it.

Gulp!

"What are you doing here?" Taichi asked when he saw Takuya, covering his digivice with all his might. Taichi took hold of his collar and lifted him up

"Hey! That's our classmate! Takuya!" Hikari informed. This made Taichi bring him back down on the ground. "What are you doing here?" she asked, repeating Taichi's question.

Takuya couldn't answer. He wasn't sure on how to answer that. Will he say he wanted to follow his destiny? Or will he say he just saw them? He didn't answer. He just scratched his head, revealing what he was covering with both his hands.

All of them saw it. It looked like a digivice, but it was different from theirs. "Is that a digivice?" Joe asked, the boy with blue, long hair and wore glasses.

Takuya noticed them that they were looking at his digivice. He nodded.

"How could that be possible? I thought there were only eight digi-destined children…" Hikari asked in confusion. Takuya knew why but the problem was, it was hard to explain. He only knew but he didn't understand.

Good thing his digivice had started to talk again to explain everything. He was saved. The digivice told them the same thing what he told Takuya, about them and another batch of digi-destined children. The eight of them didn't understand the part about the other batch. Is Takuya the only one in the so-called batch? If not, where are the others?

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End of Chapter

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