Yes, Yes. This is the first chapter of my second story ever written. Hopefully it will be even better. I will try to use more spaces between the lines (had a problem with that in the first one, doh) Whatever, enjoy. Next chaper coming soon August,17,2008
Chapter 0.01
The street lights whizzed by as he made his way through the city at top speed. The windows had a second to reflect his silhouette
before he leaped onto an oncoming truck. He growled in annoyance. "Damn it… Where'd he go to now…?" Looking around, he held his
gun tightly as he heard the familiar roar nearing his ride. Turning around in time to dodge an ultraviolet beam, he saw the crimson
eyes of the monster. Its teeth were glazed with its rabid fury whilst its gaping mouth expelled foul gases enough to smother an
onlooker. Holding up his arm to block the stench he fired his gun and dodged a swinging tail, given enough time to jump over its skull-
like head and fire at its neck. The beast roared out in pain as he landed gracefully behind it. A moment of stillness passed until the
beast fell to the ground, limp and lifeless. He turned around and smiled to himself as he saw the Dinosaur Digimon slowly disappear
into data, which he absorbed. "Heh… Piece of cake…"
"Alright; Greymon didn't stand a chance!" Looking up at the computer screen, Logan saw his Digimon had over twenty million bits of
data. It was the highest record in Sydney of Australia. What was more unexpected was how only he had a Beelzemon Blast Mode,
which his friends envied the most. His V-Tamer was given to him by his dad in Japan who owned the company that shipped them out
to the world population. He was told it was going to be thrown out because a piece was missing, but there was nothing wrong with it
to begin with at an exception that maybe there was a glitch in the data that created the new Digimon. Leaving the room Logan went
to search for a snack while his V-Tamer was saving his work. Glancing into a room with a crib, Logan saw his baby sister asleep; he
was supposed to watch her while his mother was out to dinner with his father, who had returned from ten months of work. Walking to
the kitchen Logan slowly opened up the fridge door, confronted with an array of food and drink beverages. Humming as he picked up
an apple off the shelf and wiped it on his shirt, Logan stopped to hear a loud sudden noise from down the hall near his and his sisters'
room. "That s not the baby." Logan sprinted towards his room, grabbing the emergency baseball bat in case it was a robbery. When
he got into his room, Logan saw a large figure with wings near his computer. It had barely turned around when he started to swing
the bat at its head. "Ouch! HEY! Is that how you- Ouch!- treat your partner?!" Logan stopped his crazed attack to see his V-pet in real
life. "Beelzemon Blast Mode?? You're actually real??" The Digimon rubbed its head looking down at Logan with surprise. "What? You
didn't expect this to happen? Get rid of that bat before I do." Logan threw the baseball bat down and looked up, "Er, sorry… How's
your head?" The Digimon stopped rubbing it and pointed at Logan, smiling. "You're lucky you swing like a girl!" Logan gasped at the
comment as Beelzemon laughed. A loud crying was heard from the room with his baby sister. Logan sighed and told Beelzemon to
wait while he calmed her down. Walking into the room her saw her standing up in her crib, wailing out like a siren. "Lisa, please stop
it…" He grabbed a teddy bear and handed it to her. "What is that? It's so bald." Logan turned around to see Beelzemon looking over
to the baby. "Beelzemon… It's a baby." The Digimon poked Lisa on the head. "Heheheh, she's fat." Logan smacked his forehead in
frustration as his partner continued his poking of the infant's head. "Ugh…Can we just leave her in peace-" A loud cry from Beelzemon
made Logan look over to see the baby on top of his head his head. Lisa was tugging at the Digimon's ears and hair, biting his hand as
he tried to get her off. "Aghhh, Logan! This bald thing's gone rabid on me! Stop it before I go bald!!" Pulling his sister off, Logan had
to try hard not to laugh at the look on his partner's face; it was a mix between terror and humiliation. "Lisa, be nice to my friend." His
sister punched him in the forehead, giggling as he set her down in her crib. "Good Lisa. Now go to sleep." He signaled to his partner
to leave the room immediately, which was done without any stalling. Patting his sister on the head as she slowly fell asleep. Logan
laughed under his breath as he recalled the hilarious event. "For a Digimon with all that power, he couldn't handle my sister for a
minute!" Walking out of the room, Logan looked around; Beelzemon was not in his room. Looking at his V-tamer, he saw the screen
flashing. On it was his Digimon. "Huh. I guess he didn't want to stick around…" Picking it up Logan set it down on his end table and fell
back onto his bed. Looking up at the ceiling, Logan thought of the reality of a Digital World; what would it be like to visit that place?
He didn't want to go that far and decided to drift off into a nap that only lasted five minutes before he remembered he had left the
fridge door open.
An explosion sounded over the bridge, and the force caused it to collapse as Beelzemon Blast Mode was thrown into the ocean. A
large ball of fire crashed down from above, exploding in the water near him. Slowly hauling himself out of the water, he looked to see
his opponent had disappeared in a flash. "He's…still…here…Damn it…" Breathless, but alive he jumped into the cover of the trees,
readying his gun for when his opponent appeared. Scanning the area from his hiding spot, Beelzemon could make out a shape in the
night. "Heh. Found you…" Lifting up his gun to fire, he was suddenly startled from behind. "No, I've found you." A blast hit him in the
back, sending him flying forward onto the ground. "Urgh…" He slowly tried to get up but was hit again, this time flung farther towards
a cliff. "Aghhh!" His cries of pain made his enemy laugh; he dropped his gun from the first hit, and was left with nothing but himself.
"Damn…it…" He looked up to see the enemy disappear in a flash once again, appearing above him. "You seemed so strong at the
beginning of the fight. Pity you did not last long, though." Beelzemon weakly lifted up an arm to shield himself from the next attack,
hearing more laughter. "You know as well as I do that this next attack will destroy you. Why make it humiliating on yourself?" Looking
up, Beelzemon felt a fire spread throughout his entire being. "Shut up. This time I make you feel humiliated…" The surprised look of his
opponent boosted Beelzemon's' spirits. Sprinting up into a jump he kneed his opponent and punched him into a building. The
windows smashed and glass flew every where as he saw the opposing Digimon burst out in a fury. "How dare you oppose me! I will
make you pay for that!!" Beelzemon shielded himself as the otherwise fatal attack hit him without harm. "Heh! You call that an
attack?" He dodged a flurry of attacks and landed on the ground, running from another round as he grabbed his gun. Aiming it swiftly,
he unleashed his rounds of metal bullets upon the Digimon. As it flinched, he flew up to aim a more powerful attack on it. The force
sent his foe into several more buildings, finally ending with the large sky scraper. Flying in on the kill he had a moment to dodge three
attacks, noticing the enemy slowly rising up from the rubble. "Ugh… Why you… I'll be back… And when I return, you'll…" The Digimon
stopped its speech, nearly disappearing into data before using a teleport to escape. Beelzemon smiled, returning to his original form.
Slowly returning to the ground, he looked around. "No one else, eh…?"
Logan woke up slowly as he heard his parents return. "Hey, Logan! Sorry we were late. Are you asleep?" Sitting up in bed he heard
his father coming from down the hallway. "Harris, dear, take off your shoes! Lisa's sleeping-" A loud wiling cry from Lisa's room
signaled the warning was too late. Logan decided to get up before any more noises rang in his ears. Looking over at his V-Tamer
Logan noticed its screen was flashing red. He looked up as his father peeked in. "Hello there, Logan. Have you missed me?" Logan
hugged his father. "Yeah, It was boring here the whole time. How's life in Japan? Is there really high-tech stuff there? Can you really
buy umbrellas from vending machines??" Harris looked down at his son. "Well, there is high-tech stuff there, but it has been raining for
several days, so I decided to take a week off of work to meet my family. Oh, and here's your gift!" Logan was surprised as he was
handed a medium-sized box. Looking up at his father, he was told to open it. Tearing up the top, Logan took out a pair of socks.
Looking up at his father Logan couldn't help uttering a sound. "Eh?" His father laughed. "There's more, there's more." Digging deeper,
Logan found a card with the V-Tamer logo on it. "Awesome, you were able to get one of these?! I thought they were sold out until
next year!" His father laughed. "Hold your socks, Logan, that card was hard to get. You will first need to go to the registry in order to
activate it." Logan took a moment before realizing why his father got him the socks. "Dad, that wasn't funny…" His father laughed and
walked out of the room, meeting his mother as they both saw Lisa in her crib. "Hey…Logan, what's that ya' got there?" Logan
stiffened up as he turned around to see Beelzemon Blast Mode looking over at the card. "B-B-" He realized his parents were home
and dragged the Digimon over to the closet, whispering as he spoke. "Beelzemon…what are you doing here at this time? My parents
are home and if they see you they'll freak!" His partner began to look annoyed as he responded. "Well sorry if I'm your partner, but
sometin' isn't right here." A call from his mother made Logan stuff Beelzemon in the closet. "Stay there and be quiet." Closing the
door, he quickly exited the room to see his mother dressed in her outgoing coat again. "We're going out with Lisa. Do you feel alright
staying here and watching the house?" Logan shrugged and shook his head. "No problems, I can do that!" His mother was nearing
the door when she turned around, 'Do not let anyone in okay. If they come in you use that baseball bat, okay? Hit a home run if you
can!" Logan stared blankly as she left, locking the door behind her. "Home Run…?" He shook his head and turned around to return to
his room and release Beelzemon from the closet. Opening the closet doors, he saw his partner reading one of his porn magazines.
"Ooooo… hey, you have good taste…" Logan began blushing a deep red he tried to grab the magazine out of Beelzemon's hands, but
it was lifted out of reach. As the Digimon turned the page a poster flipped down, and the Digimon gasped in amazement. Logan
slapped his forehead as Beelzemon looked on. "Damn, Logan. How'd you get these? Do your parents know? I bet you stash 'em
away… Heheheh; looks like we've got a dirty little secret." Logan grabbed the book out of his partner's hands. "Quit it, I haven't read
them. I was saving them for a friend in America." His partner glanced at the box where he got the first magazine. "Big fan, huh?"
Picking another one up he flipped through. "Ooooo…" Logan was annoyed at his partner's arrogance. "Beelzemon, please stop that.
Fine, they're mine, but this one's for my friend." His partner laughed and returned the magazine to the box. Logan hid his on top,
hiding it with his shoes. Beelzemon looked at the V-Tamer card. "Looks like your dad has good taste, getting you the platinum card
and all." Logan glanced over at the card, confused. "What? I didn't know there were types of cards…" His partner scratched his head.
"Well, long story I guess. The better the card, the more Tamers you can fight. Somethin' like that anyway." Logan turned over his card.
"Beelzemon, do you have to register these?" Beelzemon shrugged. "How would I know?! I know as much as you. But I can tell you
there is something I don't like about this…" Logan looked at the front of the card. "Well, we'll have to find out, won't we?" He turned
around to see his partner return to the V-Tamer. Tomorrow he'd ask his parents if they could visit the downtown V-Tamer Coliseum.
Then he could figure out what was bothering his partner so much.