Note: I do not own Digimon and have simply created some new ones for the fan fiction.
Chapter 1: Maddie, Jaxon, and Mary
Maddie:
It was just another normal day for me, get through classes (without ditching this time sadly) and then hit the road south of San Francisco with my parents to go surfing as we always did every Friday. I wasn't the best at it… but hey at least I had fun! Little did I know that today was the day my life would be turned around so much and I still don't even understand the half of it. And it all started with sixth period math. Oh how I hate math...
"X should equal 11.5" I said proudly, this time sure I had gotten the answer right.
"Oh, nice try Maddie but that's not right" the math teacher said to me while writing on the board. Sighing I looked down at what I did wrong, again. I searched around and found somehow I switched my numbers from 65, to 33. How I keep doing this even though I'm not dyslexic, I have no idea. I quickly finished the rest of the problem and asked to the teacher,
"Is the answer 2?" The teacher looked at me again and opened his mouth to reply when suddenly a loud crashing came from the direction of the window outside. Everyone turned their heads to the window that faced the ocean to see a giant hurricane blowing right outside the doors.
Astonished I stood up in my chair, as well as others did, and we all raced to the window despite the teachers futile remarks for us to sit back down. The palm trees that decorated the outsides of the school were swaying vigorously back and forth and the tips where the leaves grew were almost touching the ground from one side to the other.
"Whoa wasn't it sunny just a second ago?" someone said.
"Hey the hurricane is messing up my phone! Great now I can't snapchat any of my friends!" one kid said somewhere in the crowd. Everyone else was saying similar things to both topics and were all very much like brats. I ignored all the kids and kept peering outside with a worried expression on my face. I hoped no one was going to be hurt in this horrible storm.
Jaxon:
"Hey Jaxon! We doing this or what!" said Jimmy Carter, the schools "rich kid bully". I narrowed my eyes, spit on the ground and half smiled.
"Yea! Unless you wanna back out now like a coward." I said with a sneer. I never backed down from a fight, no matter who it was, unless it was Rocky the boxer. Then I would simply ask for his autograph.
Jimmy walked into the poorly chalk drawn circle in an abandoned alley street of New York, we liked to call "The Pit". I stepped into The Pit from the other side and we started to circle each other.
There were kids from school who were watching and taking bets, most of them on me which I was pleased about. One of the kids raised his hand in the air and exclaimed,
"Fight!" I let Jimmy run at me and although he was big, he was also slow. Jimmy threw a predictable left hook, and I quickly dodged and retaliated by doing a round house kick to the back. Coughing, Jimmy staggered and I gave a devilish grin.
I was about to make a comment about Jimmy having to be faster like they do in the movies, but a sound stopped me. It sounded small at first but then quickly got louder and louder till it was a roaring in my ears. Up in the sky was a giant black cloud that seemed to be moving across the tops of the building closer and closer to us.
Tuning in hard, I realized the roaring was the sound of bugs. Millions of them! I looked around at everyone else and they all had the same expression as me. Even Jimmy Carter. A look of horror. I could imagine everyone thinking the same exact thing as I was too. Why in the world was there millions of bugs sweeping across New York in a storm of some kind? Little did I know that this was not just a coincidence and that this locust storm was the change of something big.
Mary:
Sighing, I pushed my hair out of my face with my fingers for the tenth time in under a minute. It was a bad habit I was still trying to get out of when I was bored or nervous. In this case it was boredom. Karate class had just finished and my muscles were still tingling for action.
With my equipment bag hauled over my shoulder, I walked down the abandoned main street on my way home when I stomach growled. I almost laughed at myself for forgetting to eat. Looking around the fast food places I was walking by, I looked for something I could eat fast and cheap. My eyes stopped on an ice cream shop about forty feet away. Walking to it, I looked up at the sign and it read,
"Gale's Sub Zero Ice Cream! Voted best in the whole state of Idaho since 1948!" Curious, I walked in to see the place absolutely empty with the cushions on the booth tore apart and the floors covered with random crap. Best in the state huh? I think not. A buzzing stopped on my way to the cash register and I pulled out my phone from my back pocket.
Text Message: Mary! Lets hang tonight at my place. I wanna watch Pride and Prejudice on my new TV, my Dad got me!
Silently laughing at my friend Lesley who wrote this, I was about to text back when something went haywire on my phone and the screen started to blur and a whole bunch of colors randomly popped up out of nowhere. I was about to inspect further when a loud crash from outside made my head turn.
Eyes practically popping out of my head, I saw a large tornado in the distance with debris flying up with it. Idaho doesn't typically get tornadoes! What the heck is wrong with nature! The tornado was still pretty far away and I wasn't too scared but still. That is a freaking tornado…
I waited the tornado out in the ice cream shop till I was sure that it wasn't coming back. My phone still wasn't working and it was starting to heat up so much I had to wrap it in a towel I had in my gear bag so it wouldn't burn me. The strange colors disappeared, but it wouldn't turn on. If I could go back now and know all the things I know now, I would definitely throw away the phone and make sure I wasn't anywhere near it by the next day. Maybe then all of this would never have happened and the worst thing I would have had to worry about was my next geography test.