Disclaimer: Digimon is not mine. If it were, there'd be a Digimon Adventure 03 and maybe a Digimon Tamers 02. But there isn't, so get off my case.

Guess what I did between the prologue and now!! I read Battle Royale (I had seen the movie long ago)! Hehe... thanks for your review wakaba-chan, I found it rather encouraging!! Also accurate... I am indeed intending to be canon and original. This will be more of a Digimon fanfic than a Battle Royale fanfic... Hence, it's in the Digimon section. sweatdrop

As implied in the title and stated in the summary, this fanfic is (somewhat loosely) based on Battle Royale (novel, movie, manga...). It is not necessary for you to have read BR, since this'll still be a Digimon (02) fanfic at heart. I'll be using Japanese names, simply because I like them, so... Ken's brother Sam will be referred to as his Japanese name, Osamu. "Digidestined" are now "Chosen Children," and Arukenimon is Archnemon (Mummymon's name does not change). FYI: Digimon 02 takes place in 2002.

[8/5/04] I've edited the prologue, added a lot. Please R&R my first fic!! This place no longer supports indents?! The horror!

[Digital Battle Royale]
Prologue

"You were meant to die, Osamu. Meant to die... for the sake of the Digital World." Gennai, old and weary, sighed and rubbed his temples as he spoke. Even he was unsure of what exactly he was trying to explain.

"W-What?" blurted the former child prodigy, absolutely bewildered for possibly the first time in his life. Before he could ask, Gennai continued.

"There is an evil, recently reborn, but still weak... that has already taken residence in a human being. It will use this man, and his lifelong dream of visiting the Digital World, to the greatest extent. In order to get here, however, he must use a Chosen Child."

"Chosen... Child?"

"The very child he has had in mind," said Gennai, now surveying Osamu Ichijouji carefully, "is your brother."

"Ken?! What's he have to do with this--"

"The digivice that you received rightfully belongs to Ken. He found this out the hard way, as I am sure you already know." Osamu looked down at his lap, trying to avoid eye contact with Gennai; he had a feeling Gennai knew all about his abuse towards Ken. "But you punished him for his own curiosity selfishly taking the digivice for yourself, and threatening him if he were ever to go near it. You refused him of anything he could hold dear as his own... even you were slipping right between his fingers."

"What nonsense are you talking about--" Osamu interjected.

"As you basked in a child prodigy's glory, Ken began to hate you.... With the help of this pure evil, he soon wished for your very death."

"Why are you telling me this?!" Osamu barked, hastily rising from his chair, his knees shaking in a combination of fear and fury. "Why am I here?! That SUV ran right into me, WHY AM I NOT DEAD?!"

Without as much as a flinch, Gennai looked up at the boy. "In the real world, you are dead."

The desire to rant left Osamu as he was too appalled to speak. He looked at his hands, as if to make sure he was at all real... and then he looked down at Gennai once again.

"You are here because it is up to you to stop the evil in your brother--"

"How?!" Osamu shouted, by now irritated, "When he's out there--" his hands made a pointing gesture in midair, "--and I'm stuck here in some crazy world--"

"He will soon arrive and cause more pain to the beings of this world than you did to him," Gennai concluded firmly. Osamu continued to stare incredulously at Gennai, as if he was trying to find a sign that this was all some sick joke. He sat.

"Whatever you do, Osamu... however you do it... you must prevent Ken from giving up--"

There was a sudden upsurge in commotion as a nearby door burst open and two large creatures rushed into the room on a grand total of ten legs.

"Snake Bandage!"

"Spider Thread!"

Before Osamu had a chance to yell, his mouth, along with the rest of his body, became completely enveloped in long, white bandages. He only got a glimpse of Gennai, who was struggling against the sharp, thin threads of silk tying him, before his eyes were covered and he felt himself being picked up off the ground.

"Archnemon, my darling, what should we do with the old one? Oikawa told us only to get the child...."

"I'll take care of it," the second voice smirked. "You just get the boy to Oikawa; let's see if you could do your job right for once!"

"Yes, yes my darling...."

Two years later, December 31 2002

It was a cold, quiet night in Japan, but not all were asleep. Archnemon and Mummymon followed solemnly as their group trudged uphill through the deep snow.

"This better not take much longer," Archnemon muttered as she dragged a young girl with her. "Her energy won't last much longer- ack!" Archnemon stumbled, nearly hitting a tree. She had tripped over an abandoned campfire. "Stupid humans!" she hissed. "When will they learn--?"

"But darling, our creator is human--"

"And we are far more superior than he is, are we not!?" Mummymon looked timidly back at her, not wanting to argue. "The only reason we're even here is to let that dolt enter the Digital World!" She sighed. "Why, why did BlackWarGreymon have to seal the Highton View Terrace gateway..."

The young girl, who had been stoically staring down at the campfire, was suddenly looking up at the digimon. Her face lit up. "Digital World?" she whispered timidly. "Are we really going? Really? Now?!"

"Shut UP!" Archnemon snapped.

"Only if you can get to the top of that hill," Mummymon added, pointing up at their destination.

The girl nodded and began to run to the top of the hill. Finally noticing the world around her, she spotted more campsites, and trees. Soft snow, cold air, stars shining. Dodging many logs and gopher holes, she reached the top, panting. Where was the Digital World? This was just a plain old campsite, the very same one where the original seven Chosen Children were swept up in a wave of color to their partner digimon. But she didn't know that.

"Ah, my girl of choice is finally here." Noriko Kawada stared up at a tall, looming man with long hair and a frighteningly pale face.

"Girl of... choice?" Noriko blushed.

"You deserve to be placed on a pedestal, Kawada. You, YOU WILL MAKE THE DIGITAL WORLD MINE!" Archnemon and Mummymon, who had already caught up to Noriko at the hilltop, grimaced at the insane look of Yukio Oikawa's eyes as he spoke. "With your help, we can have the Digital World all to ourselves... just you... me... and our digimon."

"But what about... the Chosen Children-"

"All I need is a little something from you," Oikawa was now gliding towards the girl, "your energy..." Oikawa now grabbed the girl and went for her neck, she screamed. Her yells and pleas for him to stop echoed throughout the campsite, but there was no one else around for miles. If a girl screams, fearing for her life, in a campsite that is not in service during the winter, does she make a sound or even need the help? Noriko soon passed out, and fell limp in Oikawa's arms. "As for the Chosen Children," he whispered in her ear, "I'll tell you our plans for them once we get to the Digital World. They will be taken care of." He chuckled.

"Shall we get started, Oikawa?" piped up Archnemon.

"Yes, yes. Our partner is waiting for us." He grinned. "Let's go to the Digital World!"

Of you know who Oikawa is talking about, you deserve a cookie for your comprehensive reading skills. Review please?