The Power of Friendship and Love By Darelle Daniels

Humming to himself, a little boy, 7 years of age with yellow skin and rainbow hair, is sitting in the sandbox quietly constructing a sandcastle. He sometimes smiles evilly, for he knows that when he finishes his task, he will have the grandest time destroying his magnificent creation. The boy's name is Chris Harris.

He creates a miniature queen, and just as he is about finished with his creation, a body lands on it and destroys the great castle. The body that has destroyed the castle is occupied by a white, blue haired boy, who is about 7 or 8. The boy's name is Ren Janus.

"Sorry" he says. Chris just stares at Ren with an emotionless face. "I said I'm sorry, dude. You there?"

".........you broke my castle." Says Chris, rage building up inside. Suddenly, he screams and tackles Ren to the ground. The fight includes, but is not limited to: biting, scratching, yelling.........

A hand pulls Ren, who was actually winning the impromptu fight, off of Chris. The body that owns the hand (that rocks the cradle......sorry) is milky white and smooth. Ren and Chris both look up at the person with blonde hair. Chris stands up and faces the newcomer angrily. A hand slaps Chris and Ren, all in the same movement.

The boy, who is 8 years old, looks at both RJ and Chris through narrowed eyes. "Fighting is bad. Let's go play some games!" he says with a huge, sincere smile. The smile breaks the defense barriers around the others and immediately draws them towards the boy, whose name is Michael Coatwring. After apologizing to one another, they run off for some childish fun.

Meanwhile, in a place that was created by humans, where intelligent and powerful creatures known as Digimon inhabit the world, Holymon and Darkmon were fighting for control of the Digital World.

"Don't even think about taking over this world! I'll never let you! You may have deceived me, but I won't let you get away with that!" says Darkmon.

Holymon hangs her head back and laughs which makes Darkmon's skin tingle. "Humph! Davis and Ken, Tai and Matt, Kouichi and his friends, they all fell right into my plans. They've helped me achieve power, enough power to help me totally dominate this world!"

Darkmon looks down, deep in thought. He then looks up at Holymon, eyes red with rage. "They didn't know. They couldn't have known. They were all doing their duty as Digi-Destined!"

Holymon chuckles, "They were fools." He raises his hand to the sky. "I call forth the holy arrow!" With that, light forms in his hand and starts to take the shape of a bow and arrow. He grips the light into his hand, and the light solidifies into a bow and arrow.

"Let's go then, Holymon! I'll destroy the evil, for th4e sake of the digital world!" cries Darkmon as he jumps up, summoning his broadsword to his hand. His body starts to fall towards Holymon, sword held above his head, ready to strike down his enemy...