Author's note: Hello there! This is Luna Midnight, Luna for short, and here I want to give you little details on my story. First of all, although Digimon, this story has NOTHING TO DO with the original storyline. Same characters, same digimon world idea, and to certain extent, same events. In this story, Takato from Tamers is the little brother of Marcus Damon.

As for the name "Alata", it means radiance. If you keep reading, you'll know what it means. Also, I'm new at this, so please be merciful with your reviews, ok? Hope you like it, and remember, review!

Oh, and unfortunately, I DO NOT OWN DIGIMON OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS

Prologue

Marcus was woken by a scream.

Almost falling from his bed, the nineteen-year-old-man hurried towards the source of the sound. Resisting the urge to kick the door off its hinges, Marcus entered the room and went to the bed, where the figure of a boy lay. The child was screaming, his face was filled with tears

-"Takato"- Marcus held his shoulders and shook him lightly- "Takato, wake up!"

Clear brown eyes opened with fear, as the boy hugged Marcus with trembling arms. His sobs were quiet, yet held a lot of pain. Marcus returned the hug, and waited till the boy calmed himself down

-"It's that nightmare again, isn't it?"

Takato nodded

-"It keeps getting worse"- the six-year-old whispered

-"Wanna talk about it?"

There was silence for a few moments

-"It's that place… I open my eyes and find myself in a destroyed area… the sky is red, and seems made out of blood or fire… I see all these creatures… these monsters…"

-"Do they frighten you?"- Marcus asked, trying to keep the worry out of his voice

But Takato shook his head

-"No, they don't. What scares me is what happens on the dream, not what appears. I see you…"

-"Great compliment"

-"You know what I mean, you idiot"- despite his fear, Takato managed a smile- "I see you alongside a blond guy, a girl, and a small boy with dark skin and weird marks on his cheeks…"- Takato didn't notice how Marcus tensed up- "you're.. fighting something... something terrible… and there are some weird creatures with you… something that looked like a dragon, another that looked like a dog, a fairy, and a humanoid bird…"

It took all of Marcus' will to keep himself from showing panic. Takato… was he starting to remember? No, he couldn't allow that. He couldn't allow Takato to return to the danger he barely escaped from.

-"You know that's silly, right?"- he said, giving the boy a wide smile- "you should write stories, Takato, you certainly have the imagination!"

That got him out of it. Takato pushed Marcus away and stuck out his tongue

-"That's why I can't talk to you, you bone head! You never take me seriously!"

-"If I did, I wouldn't fill the big brother stereotype now, would I? Now go to sleep, you've got a big day ahead of you."

With a smile, Marcus left the room, glad to see the happy spark return to Takato's eyes. However, the moment he close the door, he frowned. Why? Why was he starting to remember? Many questions flowed on Marcus' mind, but the main one was:

How long can I protect him?

Wow, that was something. What is Marcus hiding? What is Takato remembering? Wanna find out? Keep reading!