OOC: First off, I'm using English names for the Tamers, because I'm English, and the English names are much easier to remember… though I will use Japanese names for all Digimon (because most of them share the same name in English and Japanese) as well as the Digidestined from Adventures… so, for those who don't know: JP: Takato Matsuda, Jenrya Li, Ruki Makino EN: Takato Matsuki, Henry Wong, Rika Nonaka.

Second, I suck at original ideas, and life, so sue me.

On with the show.

(Digimon is copyright of Bandai, or Toei Animations… I think…)

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Have you ever had…

Just one small experience, change the entire course of your life…? One problem, that has become a giant epidemic? A problem without a solution.

Everyone has at least one, whether it's being fired from a job, maybe changing schools to learn a profession…

But, let me ask you something…? Has this problem… ever changed your DNA, your genes, your abilities, everything, in an instant?

Did you change on the outside, and never stop changing, growing ever larger and stranger? Watching other's grow around you, and notice, you're different?

I have. My name is Andrew Ki…

It all started 12 years ago. I was two years old and living in the good ol' U.S. of A. Boston, Mass, in fact. I had a stereotypical family, a mother, and a father, then there was me. A young boy no more than 2. My mother, always wanting to become 'one' with nature, decided we needed a camping trip away from the big city, over in New Hampshire.

I don't remember the site, I don't even remember how long it took to get there… I was probably asleep… But what happened there, changed more than my entire life…

"Andrew?" My mother called one early morning. We had arrived at the camp site two days ago. I was hiding from Mom, behind our car. I giggled and laughed, rocking back and forth and cooing, when I spotted a cute little creature no bigger than a dog. Curious as any baby, I walked (or crawled, can't remember) towards the strange dog. I pet it, beginning to laugh again. It seemed friendly enough.

The unfamiliar beast had pointed teeth, and a pointed head. It looked like a Siberian Husky in fact, but it's fur was much longer, and dirty. On it's head, a strange blood-red marking was on its forehead. I continued to pet it, until my mother walked over. She let out a loud scream, and the beast reacted negatively.

The beast was called Weremon. It howled at the mood, and I laughed, clapping my hands, cheering it on. The beast turned at me, and gave a deadly blow to my arm, chomping it furiously. I yelled at the top of my lungs, crying through the pain. The bite didn't go through my arm, but it might as well have. My mother screamed as the beast retreated. I blacked out…

My mother and father had taken me to a nearby hospital, and my parents, as well as a doctor, were shocked.

"Your son is fine, yes." The doctor explained. "But he has taken on a strange new form that I have never seen before. He's a purple blob with tiny arms, in fact."

"He's what!?" My father yelled, pushing the doctor out of the way to see me.

My mother took a picture of me, to show me when I got older. This wasn't your ordinary baby picture you would show to a girlfriend.

I was, as the doctor said, a big dark purple blob. I had a purple cat's tail sticking out of my non-existing butt. I had big, black eyes… I didn't even have a mouth! I did have tiny bumps for arms though.

At 2 years old, I thought this was normal. I didn't know… everything seemed fine…

Then the big transfer came…

My dad was elected by his boss to move to Japan to work. My father, who loved the Japanese culture. Immediately accepting, we moved into a small apartment building. My parents slowly learned Japanese, but I picked it up easily. My parents also persisted in teaching me the English language. An American living in Japan, and knows Japanese and English. What a sight.

I grew older, and more independent every day. My mother kept me locked up inside, not letting me go to school, or play with any of the kids. My parents were never home ether, both of them having day jobs… Every day, I looked outside to see kids playing in the streets. I cheered them all on from the window, laughing and giggling at the little mistakes they made. Why couldn't I play? Was I not old enough?

As I got older, I learnt everything I know now from the computer, websites, and my only friend, the television.

4 years later, at age 6, a remarkable thing happened… my power rose in the middle of the night, and I grew. I shouted into the night as I changed. I woke up in the morning to notice my changes.

Though I was still a head, I was slightly bigger. Two cat ears had been stuck onto my head, and the cat tail remained. Instead of being a blob, I was now furry with blondish fur, and my eyes looked more like that of a kitten's.

My father called it an evolution. He pretended to sound impressed, but I could tell, that when he looked down at me, he only saw a beast.

Now purposely working late, my parents were never home till they were sure I was asleep. Why didn't they just abandon me?

Naturally, I turned to the television almost daily. Though I enjoyed everything I found, one show caught my eye more than anything else. Digimon Digital Monsters.

I was about to turn 7 when the series began, and 8 when I finally finished watching the season. By that time, I managed to figure out I wasn't human. No, I was a Digimon.

2 Years later, when I was 10, another 'evolution began. This one more painful then the last, I made a drastic change. Though most Digimon had a Rookie level, based on their past forms, I was different… well, different from Digimon.

When I looked in the mirror the next morning, I was a normal human again… well…

"You have… cats ears, and an over bite. And just what is that on your sweater And why do you have a sword?" My mother asked.

I pulled on my cat like ears, and was rather impressed. I smiled, and felt a pointy tooth penetrate the left side of my bottom lip. When I looked at my black zip-up sweatshirt, three triangles were evenly spaced out, one of them cut in half by the zipper. A short sword hung on my back. So I wasn't so normal.

My hair was longer than most teens, and it made me feel like a rocker from my mother's time. Though it only reached half-way down my neck, I still constantly head-banged. I had a plain white t-shirt under the sweatshirt, and only slightly loose jeans. My eyes now resembled an adult cat, and were a dark green.

Years past, and I had become obsessed with video games, as well as the new Digimon Card games. Why not mix them?

As a joke, I created new cards daily based off of my favorite video games, and cut them out placing them in a fake deck. Some of the cards where crazy, like "Dante Impersonation" giving a Digimon the power to become Dante from Devil May Cry, or "Fireflower" giving a Digimon the power of fire like from the Mario games.

Crazed by video games, specifically the new Digimon Online Card game, I began to wonder… did I have any attacks of my own? I was a Digimon…

When I was 12, I snuck out of the house when my parents weren't home one day, since I was finally big enough to reach the lock on the door.

Out back was a giant forest, and I had no choice but to take out my sword and slash a few times until an attack came to mind… it came sooner then expected…The second I drew my sword, it became clear.

I shouted the words "Heavenly Sword!" and began to glow a bright yellow. I charged a tree, and cut through it in one slash. I put the sword back in its sheath, and the glow faded. I then thought for a second. What else could I use? Maybe an element.

I was born on March 19th, so I was said to be a Pisces… A water element. Strange, even though I was a cat. None the less, I thought about water, and what would make a cool attack. What came to mind was not what I had expected though. I stood completely still, and crossed my arms. I suddenly thrust my arms widely like an eagle, and shouted "Water Prism!" and a giant prism of water surrounded me. I figured this was a shielding technique. Happy with myself, I thought of one more move before I wanted to pack up.

I've been reading a Manga called Naruto lately. Maybe I could base an attack off of him. How about Rasengan?

I thought about it for a minute, and created a fool proof tactic. I had the ability to conjure claws like that of a cat. If I could grab onto my opponents skin, I could keep him there, and let him taste the full blast.

Satisfied, I leaned over, and held my hand below me. I gripped my right wrist with my left hand, and began to charge all my energy into my palm. Not as expected, a ball of wind had appeared in my hand. Unlike Naruto's perfectly round energy though, the ball was out of control, spinning wildly. Before I could even charge at a tree, the ball exploded, and I was blacked out… and captured.

Okay, honestly, I don't know what happened. Every time I think of this, my mind goes blank. You ever go on the wrong channel of a TV and the screen gets all funny? Yeah, that's all I see.

Supposedly a year later, I was now 13. I got up and out of bed. I felt horrible, and starving. It was a good thing I was a Digimon, and could fast for quiet some time, or I might have died. I walked into the kitchen, and suddenly lost my appetite…

My parents, blood covered and unmoving, had died right there on the kitchen's floor. I was shocked, speechless, and completely caught off guard. The stared at me, open mouthed, there faces cut by what looked like claws. I looked at my own. Nothing was there, but I had a feeling it was me that had done this to them. I was devastated.

I fell to the floor sobbing, and knew what happened…

I was free from the prison, but refused to leave the grounds. I stayed at my home, and only went up for food, and new video games, to keep me occupied. I used my parents back up money, knowing that I didn't need it.

I was confused as to why no one ever stopped by wondering where my parents were. Their bosses never called. Nothing… it was strange, but I did not mind the loneliness… too much.

My name is Andrew Ki. I am alone in this world. Part Human, and part Digimon…

[Third-Person, Present Day

Andrew had always known how to live a life of solitude. He was able to cook and entertain himself. Despite previous hardships, Andrew attempted to keep an upbeat attitude, yelling good morning to himself day after day, so as to not forget his own voice. He only stepped foot outside for errands that needed to be done, and nothing more. Video games, food, and imported American CDs were normally at the top of his list. Until he was 14, in 2006, nothing of real interest happened.

On one faithful day, Andrew was sitting in front of his television when he felt a strange feeling in his head. An image popped into his brain. The figure was fuzzy, but Andrew could make up giant ears like that of Mickey Mouse. Andrew shook it off, and went back to watching a repeat of Dragon Ball Z. Suddenly, his telephone rang. Andrew jumped, not hearing that phone in over three years. He's never paid the phone bill ether… come to think of it, he never paid anything…

He crept over to the phone, and picked it up, and spoke into the receiver. "H-hello?" He cracked. The voice on the other side of the phone was computerized.

"Is this Andrew Ki?"

"Yeah… wait, how do you?"

"You have been chosen." The computerized voice said calmly.

"Chosen, for what, like, a contest or something?"

"Negative… you are being sent information now."

"What are you talking about."

The voice suddenly changed to a goofy, English speaking man. "To make your Pen 15 bigger, press 5 now!" Andrew immediately hung up.

"What did it mean… I would be sent information. Andrew closed his eyes, and green numbers zoomed by. He opened them again in shock. He felt strange, and walked towards his dresser unwillingly. He opened the top draw, and a bright light blinded him. He immediately covered his sensitive eyes. When the light died down, Andrew peered into the draw. Andrew remembered that he had put his Digimon Card scanner and Digimon cards (real and fake), in his drawer after his Agumon had died in the computer game. He took the deck and the Scanner out. The scanner blinded him again. When Andrew opened his eyes, he adjusted to the light, and noticed his scanner had now become a new device. It looked like a…

"A Digivice?"

The Digivice beeped, and spoke to Andrew in a robotic voice. "Identity verified. Andrew Ki. Tamer has been found."

"…The hell?"

"You have been chosen."

"For what, Digidestined?" Andrew joked, putting his cards back in his pocket."

"Precisely." The Digivice said. Andrew's eyes shot open. "Now, it is suggested that you keep the cards with you at all times."

"Uhh… O-okay?" Andrew half asked, grabbing his deck, and shoving it in his back pocket. "Now, how can I be a Digidestined… don't I need a Digimon to Tame?"

"You are the Digimon. You are your own team."

"…Now that's just plain confusing…"

"The wheels are in motion…" The Digivice said. The screen on the device went black. Andrew shook it violently before putting it in his pocket.

"Just what was that all about? Me, a Tamer? That's crazy…" He began, before beginning to think. "But, I suppose it does make a very minimum amount of sense…" He looked out the window, and the image from before was back, only this time, more clear.

A fox-like beast was standing on its hind legs, squaring off with the Mickey Mouse wanna-be. On the side of the fox was a pre-teen girl, who looked about two years younger than Andrew.

"D-Digimon." He struggled to say. He opened his window, and jumped onto the window sill. "Must… must fight…" He finished, putting up his hood to hide his ears. He also put his sword and sheath underneath his sweatshirt, though the end still stuck out of the bottom. "This life just keeps getting weirder and weirder…" Andrew said, finally getting control of himself. "Hmm… I wonder if I'm really like a cat, and can land on all four legs… No time like the present." He laughed, before falling out of the window.

"What's with this crazy kid? It's been 10 years and he still hasn't figured out his powers… This could be a problem for me in the future…"