Digimon Rebellion
Author's note: Well, this is my first real fanfic..It's awfully long and I'm a slow typer so sorry if updates come slowly...Uh...Digimon belongs to it's creators (I forget who they are right now...) but Alex and Derumon are my creations and Jem and Trimon are my friend Jaclyn's creations....So...now that that's over and done with, sit back and enjoy!
Chapter 1
Gazing out into the dark city, I thought of how my new life in a new city would be. I was going to start school tomorrow. I dreaded it. It was always hard for me to meet people. Digimon were my only friends.
I played the card game, watched the show, and collected the merchandise. Digimon were my life.
Looking at my alarm clock, I yawned and climbed into bed. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day. I needed my sleep.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Morning already?" I moaned as I turned off the alarm. "Where'd the night go?"
I stumbled through my morning routine. Pulling my hair into a messy ponytail, I grabbed my backpack and cards and ran ut the door. School was a short walk away but the trip seemed to take hours.
Walking through the big front doors sent a shiver up my spine. Something was wrong...Something was going to happen.
I walked through the halls feeling every set of eyes staring holes into my back. Turning the corner into the principle's office was torture.
"Hello, I'm Alex. My family just moved here. I don't know what class I'm in..."
The principle took a long, hard look at me and then handed me a sheet of paper. It was my new shedual.
"Class 52...okay..." I scanned the little numbers above each classroom door until I found the one marked 52. It was way at the other end of the hall.
My first day at school was...interesting. This guy named Takato got in trouble and was sent out to the hall. When he came back he was mumbling about Digimon. That's when I decided I should make a point to get to know him.
At recess I began to walk over to him but found myself talking to a sock. It told me Takato was bad and wanted to know where it's flute was. I backed away slowly...
After school I ran up to Takato. He was just leaving the school.
"Hey! Takato! Can I talk to you?"
He turned around and looked at me, confused. "Uh...sure. You're Alex, right?"
I nodded and pulled out my Digimon cards. I do that when I'm nervous. I began fiddling with them.
"Yeah. I, um, heard you talking about Digimon earlier...Oh!" I dropped all of my cards. On the top of the pile there was a strange blue card. I picked it up.
"You have one too? Aren't they weird?" Takato was staring at the blue card in my hand with a strange look on his face.
"I didn't have it earlier.I wonder where it came from. Look, I've gotta go now, see you tomorrow." I said as I picked up the rest of my cards. Without looking back, I ran all the way home and into my room.
"Oh where is it?" I cried as I searched through boxes of digimon things, still clutching the blue card.
Then, finally, I found it. My toy d-3. I just got it the week before. Lucky too. I grabbed the blue card and swiped it through the toy's slot. It was just a feeling I had...I knew that was the right thing to do.
In a flash of light my toy shifted and changed. It looked almost real. I read the small letters on the screen. They said "Scanning for data"
"Data? Wait a minute! My notebook!" I raced to my desc and grabbed my TK notebook. Running back to my digivice, I cried "Here's your data! Scan this!" I held my notebook up to the device and, in a flurry of wind and paper, my Digimon dreams became reality.
Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. I was looking foreward to speaking with Takato. Something about him had stood out to me. I felt a strange connection to him...
BEE-
"Finally! Morning!" I yelled as I leaped out of bed. I ran over to my pile of cards and my new, real digivice. On the screen there was a picture of a digiegg. My digiegg.
Before leaving for school, I carefully hid my digivice, cards, and notebook (what was left of it) in my top drawer. I wanted nothing to happen to the,.
"Hey! Takato! Guess what!" I called to him as I jogged down teh hall.
Takato was with his group of friends. All guys. They all laughed at him and pointed at me. Boys...so immature.
"It's about the blue card! I need to ask you something!" I whisered before sitting down. He gave me another strange look and slid into his desc.
After school I found Takato running towards a park. I followed him. Right before he entered the park I called out to him.
"Takato! What's the rush? I wanted to talk to you!"
He turned around and looked at me in surprise "What is it?" he asked.
"Well when I got home with that blue card I tried to scan it with my digivice. Guess what happened!" I said while running up to him.
"Did it turn into a real digivice?" he asked, grabbing my arm.
"Yeah! It did! Then on the screen it said 'Scanning for data' so I grabbed my notebook and it scanned the pictures of a digimon I created!" I said breathlessly.
"The same thing happened to me. Now there's a digiegg on the screen...I'm just going to check on it." he said.
"Yeah, I should probably go too. I'll tell you tomorrow if anything happens. Bye!" I said, turning to run home.
I flung open the door to my house and ran up the stairs two at a time. I rushed down the hall and stopped suddenly in front of my door. Strange. I didn't usually close it.
Trembling, I placed my hand on the door knob. It felt kind of warm. Slowly I made my way into the room. I was shocked by what I saw.
Boxes upon boxes of my things were shreded and thrown across my room. My bed was a mess of ripped up sheets and pillow stuffing. My top drawer? Open.
"Hello?" I asked in fear and shock "Who's in here?"
No reply.
I began to pick up all the trash in my room. I groaned everytime I discovered another broken toy. Luckily, nothing was missing. After the work was done, I layed down onto my bed and closed my eyes.
A few minutes later I heard strange noises coming from my closet. I walked up to it, shaking. With trembling hands I reached out to the doorknow and flung it open.
There he was. Just as I imagined him. Wings, Teeth, claws and ears. Perfect. My Digimon. Derumon.
Author's Note #2: Ooh! i promise Alex isn't psychic! lol...she just seems that way... Wanna know what's weird? After I wrote this chapter my house was robbed. Only my room (Alex's room) and my parent's room were touched...It was kinda freaky rereading this chapter and my description of the ransacked room...Well, I promise the story will get 10X better in the next chapter. C&C appreciated.
Author's note: Well, this is my first real fanfic..It's awfully long and I'm a slow typer so sorry if updates come slowly...Uh...Digimon belongs to it's creators (I forget who they are right now...) but Alex and Derumon are my creations and Jem and Trimon are my friend Jaclyn's creations....So...now that that's over and done with, sit back and enjoy!
Chapter 1
Gazing out into the dark city, I thought of how my new life in a new city would be. I was going to start school tomorrow. I dreaded it. It was always hard for me to meet people. Digimon were my only friends.
I played the card game, watched the show, and collected the merchandise. Digimon were my life.
Looking at my alarm clock, I yawned and climbed into bed. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day. I needed my sleep.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Morning already?" I moaned as I turned off the alarm. "Where'd the night go?"
I stumbled through my morning routine. Pulling my hair into a messy ponytail, I grabbed my backpack and cards and ran ut the door. School was a short walk away but the trip seemed to take hours.
Walking through the big front doors sent a shiver up my spine. Something was wrong...Something was going to happen.
I walked through the halls feeling every set of eyes staring holes into my back. Turning the corner into the principle's office was torture.
"Hello, I'm Alex. My family just moved here. I don't know what class I'm in..."
The principle took a long, hard look at me and then handed me a sheet of paper. It was my new shedual.
"Class 52...okay..." I scanned the little numbers above each classroom door until I found the one marked 52. It was way at the other end of the hall.
My first day at school was...interesting. This guy named Takato got in trouble and was sent out to the hall. When he came back he was mumbling about Digimon. That's when I decided I should make a point to get to know him.
At recess I began to walk over to him but found myself talking to a sock. It told me Takato was bad and wanted to know where it's flute was. I backed away slowly...
After school I ran up to Takato. He was just leaving the school.
"Hey! Takato! Can I talk to you?"
He turned around and looked at me, confused. "Uh...sure. You're Alex, right?"
I nodded and pulled out my Digimon cards. I do that when I'm nervous. I began fiddling with them.
"Yeah. I, um, heard you talking about Digimon earlier...Oh!" I dropped all of my cards. On the top of the pile there was a strange blue card. I picked it up.
"You have one too? Aren't they weird?" Takato was staring at the blue card in my hand with a strange look on his face.
"I didn't have it earlier.I wonder where it came from. Look, I've gotta go now, see you tomorrow." I said as I picked up the rest of my cards. Without looking back, I ran all the way home and into my room.
"Oh where is it?" I cried as I searched through boxes of digimon things, still clutching the blue card.
Then, finally, I found it. My toy d-3. I just got it the week before. Lucky too. I grabbed the blue card and swiped it through the toy's slot. It was just a feeling I had...I knew that was the right thing to do.
In a flash of light my toy shifted and changed. It looked almost real. I read the small letters on the screen. They said "Scanning for data"
"Data? Wait a minute! My notebook!" I raced to my desc and grabbed my TK notebook. Running back to my digivice, I cried "Here's your data! Scan this!" I held my notebook up to the device and, in a flurry of wind and paper, my Digimon dreams became reality.
Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. I was looking foreward to speaking with Takato. Something about him had stood out to me. I felt a strange connection to him...
BEE-
"Finally! Morning!" I yelled as I leaped out of bed. I ran over to my pile of cards and my new, real digivice. On the screen there was a picture of a digiegg. My digiegg.
Before leaving for school, I carefully hid my digivice, cards, and notebook (what was left of it) in my top drawer. I wanted nothing to happen to the,.
"Hey! Takato! Guess what!" I called to him as I jogged down teh hall.
Takato was with his group of friends. All guys. They all laughed at him and pointed at me. Boys...so immature.
"It's about the blue card! I need to ask you something!" I whisered before sitting down. He gave me another strange look and slid into his desc.
After school I found Takato running towards a park. I followed him. Right before he entered the park I called out to him.
"Takato! What's the rush? I wanted to talk to you!"
He turned around and looked at me in surprise "What is it?" he asked.
"Well when I got home with that blue card I tried to scan it with my digivice. Guess what happened!" I said while running up to him.
"Did it turn into a real digivice?" he asked, grabbing my arm.
"Yeah! It did! Then on the screen it said 'Scanning for data' so I grabbed my notebook and it scanned the pictures of a digimon I created!" I said breathlessly.
"The same thing happened to me. Now there's a digiegg on the screen...I'm just going to check on it." he said.
"Yeah, I should probably go too. I'll tell you tomorrow if anything happens. Bye!" I said, turning to run home.
I flung open the door to my house and ran up the stairs two at a time. I rushed down the hall and stopped suddenly in front of my door. Strange. I didn't usually close it.
Trembling, I placed my hand on the door knob. It felt kind of warm. Slowly I made my way into the room. I was shocked by what I saw.
Boxes upon boxes of my things were shreded and thrown across my room. My bed was a mess of ripped up sheets and pillow stuffing. My top drawer? Open.
"Hello?" I asked in fear and shock "Who's in here?"
No reply.
I began to pick up all the trash in my room. I groaned everytime I discovered another broken toy. Luckily, nothing was missing. After the work was done, I layed down onto my bed and closed my eyes.
A few minutes later I heard strange noises coming from my closet. I walked up to it, shaking. With trembling hands I reached out to the doorknow and flung it open.
There he was. Just as I imagined him. Wings, Teeth, claws and ears. Perfect. My Digimon. Derumon.
Author's Note #2: Ooh! i promise Alex isn't psychic! lol...she just seems that way... Wanna know what's weird? After I wrote this chapter my house was robbed. Only my room (Alex's room) and my parent's room were touched...It was kinda freaky rereading this chapter and my description of the ransacked room...Well, I promise the story will get 10X better in the next chapter. C&C appreciated.