Note: This is a Fan Fiction by me, Kevin (Or RageTheBat) I am in no way
affiliated with Toei Animation, Fox Kids, or any of the owners of the show
Digimon. Also, I am writing this story on the seat of my pants, so to
speak. I am ad-libbing every bit of this story. It evolves as I go along.
At this date, June 6th, 2002, I'm not even sure where this story will go.
But I like it so far, & I hope you do too. I will try to update this every
week, so look back for updates often. With that said, lets get this show on
the road…
'These are the ones.'
'Are you sure?'
'I am positive'
'Then we shall send for them….'
"So, you finally got a computer, eh?" Said Kevin. He was talking to his friend, Tim, who had just received a laptop for his 13th birthday.
"You can gloat; you've had a computer all your life. This is my first."
"Hmph. Well, are you gonna set it up, err what?"
"Just a second!" Tim was the type to read every bit of the instruction booklet before he put things together. Kevin was the exact opposite. He rushed into things before you could say "Hack-need job."
The two boys were best of friends. They had one other friend, Sam, (Or Samantha) but she wasn't with them at this time. She was visiting her uncle for the summer. The three grew up together. They never really made any other friends other than themselves. Maybe because three is enough of a crowd as it is. But, whatever the reason, they had always been there for each other.
Tim was the quiet type (Kevin was good at getting some talk out of him, though). He always wanted to be a writer, which was evident in the state of his room, which was always piled with papers of failed stories, short poems that never got off the ground, & doodles of thousands of characters. He always wore black, but neither of his friends could figure out why. Of course, Tim knew. He was quite the fan of the scary & super natural, and dressed in a manner that, he hoped, was frightening. With his small size & all around wimpy personality, all he could do to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies was to dress in a some what ghoulish manner.
Kevin was all around different. He was quite the chatter-box, & loved playing practical jokes. Of course, they were all in good fun. A simple 'fly-in-the-ice-cube' gag was enough to keep him happy. He also loved video games (Tim, on the other hand, hated them), and would play for hours on end. He was very imaginative, & when the three were younger, he made most of the subject matter for their pretend games. He was also what you would call the 'leader' of the group. But if you were to ask him if he was, he'd flat out deny it.
Sam was the residential Tom-Boy. She wanted to be just one of the guys. And in many ways she was accepted as one by the boys. She was tough, probably the toughest of the group. If a bully was picking on Kevin or Tim at school, she would be the first to challenge him. She had a cat, Buddy, who was her pride & joy. She always took good care of animals, & was the one you went to ask when you had a question about one.
"Are you almost done?" Asked Kevin for the umpteenth time.
"Almost…."
"Gahhhh."
"Done."
It didn't take long for the Tim to set up his laptop. When he was done, the two of then huddled around the screen, & pressed the power button. Nothing happened.
"Huh… lemme try again…" Again, nothing happened.
"You-re only-KRRRCH-hope"
"What the heck was that??" Said Kevin.
"It came from the computer!" Said Tim.
"But it's not even on!!!"
"KKKKKCH-come-KCH-ckly!"
"What is it trying to say?"
Then it all went black.
'These are the ones.'
'Are you sure?'
'I am positive'
'Then we shall send for them….'
"So, you finally got a computer, eh?" Said Kevin. He was talking to his friend, Tim, who had just received a laptop for his 13th birthday.
"You can gloat; you've had a computer all your life. This is my first."
"Hmph. Well, are you gonna set it up, err what?"
"Just a second!" Tim was the type to read every bit of the instruction booklet before he put things together. Kevin was the exact opposite. He rushed into things before you could say "Hack-need job."
The two boys were best of friends. They had one other friend, Sam, (Or Samantha) but she wasn't with them at this time. She was visiting her uncle for the summer. The three grew up together. They never really made any other friends other than themselves. Maybe because three is enough of a crowd as it is. But, whatever the reason, they had always been there for each other.
Tim was the quiet type (Kevin was good at getting some talk out of him, though). He always wanted to be a writer, which was evident in the state of his room, which was always piled with papers of failed stories, short poems that never got off the ground, & doodles of thousands of characters. He always wore black, but neither of his friends could figure out why. Of course, Tim knew. He was quite the fan of the scary & super natural, and dressed in a manner that, he hoped, was frightening. With his small size & all around wimpy personality, all he could do to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies was to dress in a some what ghoulish manner.
Kevin was all around different. He was quite the chatter-box, & loved playing practical jokes. Of course, they were all in good fun. A simple 'fly-in-the-ice-cube' gag was enough to keep him happy. He also loved video games (Tim, on the other hand, hated them), and would play for hours on end. He was very imaginative, & when the three were younger, he made most of the subject matter for their pretend games. He was also what you would call the 'leader' of the group. But if you were to ask him if he was, he'd flat out deny it.
Sam was the residential Tom-Boy. She wanted to be just one of the guys. And in many ways she was accepted as one by the boys. She was tough, probably the toughest of the group. If a bully was picking on Kevin or Tim at school, she would be the first to challenge him. She had a cat, Buddy, who was her pride & joy. She always took good care of animals, & was the one you went to ask when you had a question about one.
"Are you almost done?" Asked Kevin for the umpteenth time.
"Almost…."
"Gahhhh."
"Done."
It didn't take long for the Tim to set up his laptop. When he was done, the two of then huddled around the screen, & pressed the power button. Nothing happened.
"Huh… lemme try again…" Again, nothing happened.
"You-re only-KRRRCH-hope"
"What the heck was that??" Said Kevin.
"It came from the computer!" Said Tim.
"But it's not even on!!!"
"KKKKKCH-come-KCH-ckly!"
"What is it trying to say?"
Then it all went black.