I do not own digimon or any of it's other respective trademarks. However the characters are mine, though I doubt Toei will show up asking for them. Any similarity this story may have on your own idea/personal experiences is purely coincidental. With that said if you have had a life changing adventure in the digital world be sure to let me know.
Welcome to my story! If you are solely interested in it's content please feel free to skip over this section, but if you choose to stay I want to let you know how this story will work. I have always thought digimon was a genius in its lore. The sheer content available is amazing, and it shows in the 7,000+ stories here. Because of this I have created a version of the digital world for this story that fits it's needs, but it's hardly changing the dynamic. Levels and such are intact, and the physics mostly resemble shows like Frontier and Adventure.
As I said, I try to keep things full of lore. In each chapter I will leave a line or two detailing things such as history of my digital world, character data, ect. If requested, I can always make them longer.
This story is meant to use Original Characters exclusively, but given that Digimon is a multi-verse that is subject to chage, granted there is enough of a reason. I did want to add that I have decided to assign a canon digivice to the characters in the story. I will probably reveal that in a lore post.
The story begins from the perspective of the humans that will enter the digital world...I'd say in about chapter 9 or 10 you will see the likes of Yggdrasil and Alphamon.
Enjoy!
Chapter one
Sirens were not a common sound in my town, especially at five in the morning. Curiosity was the only reason I got out of bed. I left my house through the back door, hoping nobody had heard me. I quietly walked towards the front gate, but stopped when I heard people getting out of a car. I crouched and peeked outside thorough a small opening on the fence, there I could see the two police cars parked in front of a house at the end of the block. I knew that my best friend, Paul, lived around there, but I was too far away to tell if it was his house, I sure hoped it wasn't him. I jumped over the fence and felt it tremble in pain, producing a loud creaking sound. I cursed under my breath, noticing I was not being very sneaky and continued to move.
The police had turned off their lights as I walked down the street. I took it as an indication that they had gone into the house. When I got closer I realized it was, as I feared, the two cars were outside Paul's small white home. I noticed that the cars were different. One was a standard police cruiser, while the other one was all black, tinted and seemed to be a more expensive model. I could see movement from the porch window.
The point was to climb the stairs quietly but, the wooden steps produced a small thump with every step I took. I feared I would be caught before I could get a glimpse of what was going on. I reached the porch and turned to the window on the left. I only saw an empty dining room, lighted by dim candlelight. Romantic. I walked over to the right window, and found what I had come for.
I saw Paul's parents crying as they spoke to an officer and a man wearing a suit. The officer looked to be in his late twenties and was writing something down on a small notepad. The suited man was much older, perhaps fifty. He seemed very calm, too calm. I was surprised to see Paul's "Macho" father weeping as he talked. I kept observing as the officer began to speak. Their conversation was inaudible, yet you could see in their eyes that the subject was serious. Paul's dad wiped his tears off his eyes, said something to everyone and stood up. I realized he was about to turn in my direction. I hastily dropped myself onto the wooden porch, hoping I wasn't caught.
After two minutes I decided I should take another look. I saw Paul's dad with a tissue, listening to the man in the suit. They continued their exchange for a while. My main concern was the fact that Paul was not present. I would expect him to be there, since our level of curiosity is very similar. Another thing was that man in the suit. He didn't seem to be a police officer, and yet he was right in the middle of what I understood would be a confidential issue.
Finally the two guests stood up and said their goodbyes to the sobbing parents. While they headed for the door I slid off the small porch through a crack in the fencing; now more curious than ever before.
I realized I had no time to run so I crawled under the porch, confident my dark clothing would let me remain undetected. The door opened, and my entire body froze.
I saw two pairs of shoes near the parked vehicles. One pair seemed to be boots, while the other resembled loafers.
"We'll do everything we can, but, eh, we can't begin 'till we turn in our report," said the man on the boots, I knew this because he was pacing as he spoke.
"Nonsense, said a deep-voiced man, presumably the one in the loafers, " We don't need permission, we'll get to the bottom of this…I'll call you." he said confidently.
The men boarded their cars and left without turning the sirens back on. I concluded that the best thing I could do was wait until I heard the front door close, then I would get out. I decided to stare at my watch to pass the time, but even after ten minutes the door was still open.
"Charlie, how long do you plan to stay there?" I heard. I knew that voice; it was Paul's dad. I held my breath, hoping he had just imagined it. There was no way he had seen me.
After the mysterious Fall of the last rulers of the digital world, a group known as the Royal Knights was founded. They ruled the digital world with Yggdrasil as their advisor, but the rise of Alphamon saw the end of what had been considered a utopian period in the Digital World's history. No one truly knows what drove the legendary knight to betray his own comrades, and he would argue that they were the ones that betrayed him.
