Digimon Revolution: To reach the next step of evolution, you need a revolution…
Chap. 01
The Arrival…

He lay there, under the hot sun, seemingly unconscious. He had been there for who knows how long. Know one even new he was there. He just laid there. The only images that flashed through his head were that of a blank screen; nothing. His mind was just blank. He couldn't remember what happened, why he was lying here and not moving. What had caused this? Why couldn't he get up?
"Oh, my head," said the boy. He slowly opened his eyes, but quickly closed them as they were positioned towards the morning sun. "That light! It burns." He then positioned his head away from the sky, and opened his eyes once again. He looked forward, and saw nothingness. There was nothing to his left but sand and dust and long pink streams of strange light. He then turned to his right, and saw the same. "Where the hell am I?" he asked himself. He then tried to sit up, but he couldn't. His body seemed to have suffered from a fall, seeing as how he was in pain and couldn't move. "Why can't I move?" He then looked back up at the sky, and saw the scorching sun. "Jeez, what happened to shade? Idiot, I'm in a desert. No shade. But what kind desert has pink streams stretching from…what the!? Is that what I think it is?"
The boy then saw what was next to the sun, as it appeared to be a spinning green ball with more pink streams stretching from them to the ground. "Is that Earth? But if that's it, then where am I?"
He tried to sit up again, but still couldn't. He then looked at the sun again. "Must be the sun. The heat's making me weak. But wait a minute! I've been lying here for who knows how long under that hot sun. My body should be toast to the next level. In fact, I don't even remember feeling the heat until I woke up. Where am I!?" he shouted. "I gotta get up. But I can't. Maybe I need some type of motivation or something."
"EEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" shrieked a voice that was of nothing the boy had ever heard of before. Hearing this, he quickly shot up.
"That's not the type of motivation I needed," he said. He stared farther to see where it was coming from. He looked in between two more streams of pinks, and saw an object flying for his area. "I take it that's not a rescue plane! Come on, Damien, gotta get up and get outta here!"
He struggled to his feet, which felt so groggy, he could hardly steer them. He looked, and saw the object coming closer. He could now see it had wings…and feet…and pincers. Pincers!?
"That's it!" 18 year old Damien then got up and shifted his body to the direction opposite of the flying pincers. Just as he turned around, he then saw that he'd stepped into something that surrounded him everywhere. Pink was all he could see. And then soon, he blacked out…
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"MOM? How much longer?" asked 15 year old Cris. He sat down in the back of a hot white van; his wet shirt sticking to the seat, and everywhere else for that matter. He looked outside the window, and saw nothing but cars lined up next to him.
"I hate traffic jams," said his father, fanning himself next to the open window.
"Don't leave the window down!" said Cris's mother, ignoring his question. "You'll let all the cold air out.
"Maybe the cold air is tired of staying in this muggy ol' car," said Cris, wiping the sweat from his head. "So how much further?"
"Whenever these damn cars move!" she shouted, sticking her head out the window and honking her horn.
Cris looked over at his dad and vice versa, and they both laughed. It had been a while since they heard his mother say a swear word.
"What? Oh come now. Everyone in this car has said a swear word before. Even you Cris."
"Have not!" defended Cris.

FLASHBACK
Cris walked down the hallway of his home to the kitchen. In the process, he tripped over his untied shoe laces and crashed into the wall.
"DAMNIT!"
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Cris stood in the kitchen, cooking bacon on the pan. It sizzled and sizzled. That's when the home phone rang. Just as he turned around, grease from the bacon flew towards him and landed on his neck, just as he picked up the phone.
"S#t!" he shouted into the phone.
"Excuse me?" said his mother's voice over the phone.
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Cris ran down the stairs of his home, not seeing the banana peel lying right there. As he came down the steps, he stepped on it, slipped, and then came crashing down.
"S#t! F$k! Damn!" he landed on the ground with a thud. "Oh come on now! Who leaves a banana peel on the steps!?"
END FLASHBACK

"And besides, mom," said Cris, after reviewing his past. "No one says 'swear word' anymore. We say 'cuss word' now. It's the new millennia. Things are much different now."
"And I guess that's apart of this 'new millennia', huh?" asked his father as he pointed towards a building. On top of it was a sort colorful aura. "I wonder what's going on up there. Sure would be nice to go check it out."
"Yeah it would," said Cris as he and his father smiled. His mother soon figured out why they were smiling.
"No! We have to stay on the road! No detours. It's probably nothing but some kinda fancy magic show or something."
"In this weather? Maybe they're shooting a movie. Come on let's go! Please?"
"Sorry, Cris. That's my final answer." Her husband then looked over at her. "What?"
"Now you see, that's why I'M the cool parent."
Cris sat back into the sticky seat. He had to do something exciting. This trip up north was going to be as dull as teeth. He had to do something exciting. He then looked around him. No one was moving. The traffic surely wasn't going to start for another half hour maybe.
Maybe if I could go up there, thought Cris, and it is a movie, I could probably be an extra or something. That sure would make my summer.
Cris then made up his mind. He was going. He then un-strapped his seat belt and opened the door.
"Cris!? What are you doing, young man? Get back in this car now!"
"Don't worry, mom! I'll be back with my movie deal!" Cris then hopped out the car and ran off.
"What is talking about?" asked his mother. "CRIS!? YOU'RE IN A LOT OF TROUBLE, MISTER!"
Cris continued running towards the building without stopping. Everyone in their cars stared at him, most of the parents shook their heads, saddened by the boy's parent's parenting.
Soon, he had reached into the building, and took the elevator to the top.
"Mom is so gonna kill for that," he said. The elevator continued going up and up and up. Then it stopped. But the doors didn't open. "You gotta be kidding me! I gotta get outta here!"
He then tried to pry the door open with his hands, but his attempts were worthless.
"The Emergency Phone! I'll just call the people up and then I'm outta here!"
Cris opened up the latch and grabbed the phone. Just as he held it up to his ear all that could be heard was static and more static.
"Aw come on! I WANNA GET OUT OF HERE!" Just as he said this, the elevator started again. "Oh good."
And in a matter of seconds, the elevator dropped all the way down, as a strange colorful aura circled him…
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"Ready?" asked 14 year old Junior (A.K.A JRK pronounced Jerk). He stood next to his faithful companion digimon, Monomon, the blue ape. JRK stood there wearing his trade mark hockey mask over his head.
The two stood in what appeared to be a canyon. They had been there for a while now, in fact, they had been in the Digital World for quite some time, just roaming here to there, making mischief and just being plain stupid.
"I'm ready," said Monomon. Monomon and JRK then both inhaled as much air as they could. They looked at each other, and then stared down into the canyon. JRK lifted his finger in the air, signaling to start.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the two shouted into the canyon. They then stopped to listen for their echoes, and were very pleased by the outcome as they heard their voices come from the canyon.
"Well that was fun, JRK" said Monomon. "Now that we are done with that, what now?"
JRK then scratched the top of his head. He then had an idea.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5…" said Monomon in rhythm with JRK's beat.
"Me and Monomon sit around, eating food. Eating food, eating food, eating food, eating food. Who eats the food? We eat the food. Cracking jokes, making farts, causing noise, noise, noise! I am the man! He is the mon! Making noise, noise, noise…."
JRK and Monomon stood there continuing on with there atrocious rap. As they continued on, JRK had noticed something a few miles across the canyon. He stopped his rap and tried to figure out what it was. Monomon then followed this. The two stared out into the distance. After a while, it then became clear to JRK what he was looking at. It appeared to be a girl. Behind her were two digimon trailing behind. It looked somewhat suspicious; it was as if the girl had no idea that the digimon were following her.
"Hmmmm," said JRK. "This should be interesting." He then turned to Monomon.
"Superhero Time?"
"Superhero Time."
JRK stood up and pulled down his hockey mask, pulled on his small goggles, and put on his hood. The two then ran off.
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"3 have arrived, my Lord," said a digimon, kneeling on one knee in front of an angelic digimon. The angel-like digimon stood tall, staring out from within his large castle. The wind then kicked in, and he nodded his head.
"Shall I go recruit them together, Lord Seraphimon?" the digimon said, still kneeling. The digimon wore a long witch's hat. His whole outfit was white and blue, and he carried a crystal like staff.
"No, Sorcerymon," said the angel in a soft tone. The tone had seemed soft to the one called Sorcerymon for he was the servant of a God. Not THE God, but the voice of THE God. If it had been the one true God talking to him, the voice would shatter his ear drums, and his chest would cave in as his entire body would collapse and be destroyed for the voice is too holy for the ears of lesser beings. "They must meet up with each other together, to get a better understanding of themselves and why they are here."
"Yes, my Lord. But what shall I do of the 'dynamic duo' of the one called JRK and Monomon? They have not been summoned here by you, and they are quite the nuisance, and they have not left this world yet, ever since their victory against the Piedmon."
"Ah, yes," said Seraphimon. "Those two. Leave them be. Maybe they could be of some assistance. Who knows? Those two little peons might come in handy. We've seen what they can do."
"Yes, my Lord. But, there is the matter of Cockermon. The demon spirit lies dormant within him. He must be kept in sync with his good side before the worst can happen."
Seraphimon then turned towards Sorcerymon. Seraphimon knew all about the rookie digimon known as Cockermon. Nothing was special about him; just an average run of the mill digimon. That is, until the day he was possessed by an ancient evil that was once destroyed by another group of humans known as the Tamers.
"I thought he was destroyed," said Seraphimon. "But I should've known. A power so evil such as the one of Amen-Ramon cannot be destroyed only concealed. The Tamers may have destroyed his body, the vessel of the power, but the power, taking the form of a spirit, still lived on. And Cockermon---poor, poor Cockermon. He knew nothing. Why? Now the spirit has possessed him. Sorcerymon? The boy known as Damien; I sense something within him. He is in a similar position as Cockermon."
"How so, my Lord?"
"He also has a dark side just like Cockermon. That is why he is perfect for him. The two can help keep the balance between good and evil. They mustn't fail each other, or else this world shall surely perish…"
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Damien opened his eyes, and quickly sat up. He looked around, and saw that he was in a sort of cave. It seemed somewhat dark, but the light at the end of the tunnel made things bright. He stood up, wondering where he was. All he could see were rocks and dirt.
"Man, where am I now?" he asked himself. He walked around, and thought he heard footsteps behind him. He froze for a minute. The footsteps stopped, so he continued walking towards the light. "This is seriously not cool. I pray that this is a dream; one that I will wake up soon."
He then heard footsteps again. He froze once more, and heard that they stopped as well. Just as he was about to continue walking, he smelled something. Something bad; HORRIBLE!
Wait a minute! he thought to himself. Footsteps, bad smell? I just know someone is following me.
Just then, he felt hot air touch his neck. He gasped and quickly ducked, as a long bone club swiped for his head.
Damien stood back up and turned around, seeing a tall green creature.
"An Ogremon?" he said. "Crap, I'm in a digimon dream! I gotta go!"
He turned around and began running for the light, with Ogremon right on his trail.
"NOT MY FRIGGIN' KINDA DREAM!!!" he shouted as he continued out of the tunnel.
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"Alright, Patamon," said 15 year old Elliot. He stood in his room, standing on top of his bed. He wore his normal pajamas, seeing as how he just woke up not too long ago. He stood there holding a deck of digimon cards in his right hand. He pulled one card out of his deck, which was the Hyper Wing card.
In front of him stood, or hovered, a somewhat rodent with wings for ears. This was the digimon known as Patamon.
"Do it, Elliot," said the Patamon in a soft but determined voice.
"Alright!" Elliot raised his left hand in the air as if he was holding a device. In the other hand he held the Hyper Wing card. "Digimodify! Hyper Wing Activate!"
Just then, Patamon then closed his eyes, as if he was in a deep form of meditation, and then flapped his ears/wings harder than ever, and began zooming around the room.
Elliot stood there, pleased at this. Though he knew that Patamon really didn't get the Hyper Wings' power, he knew that Patamon was ready for a real modification.
"If only I could get a digivice," he said to himself.

"I think we're doing pretty well, if you ask me, Patamon," said Elliot, now in his normal street clothes as he walked down the sidewalk of the outdoors; Patamon perched atop his head like a stuff animal. Together they passed many children asking to pet Patamon or where can they get one as well. It was a normal day in the life of Elliot.
"Ummm, Patamon?" said Elliot, as he stopped and sat down at the bus stop.
"Yes, Elliot?"
"We've been together for, like, an entire year now, and I have yet to get a digivice."
"Is that a problem?"
"Well, no, but isn't the digivice like a symbol of our partnership? Why don't we have one yet?"
"Are you saying that without the digivice, our partnership is meaningless? Is that it?"
"Ummm, no, but, I mean. Oh never mind."
Elliot sat there, remembering the first time he met Patamon. He was on the baseball field with his teammates. Their game was over, and they were going to celebrate. Elliot stayed behind to pick up any equipment that might have been left behind. It was then that it happened. A very heavy fog had picked up. Elliot had no idea what was happening. He dropped everything and tried to run. He was so frightened. He called out and called out, but no one answered. He was even more frightened. That was, until, he heard the voice of another. A voice that sounded just as frightened as he. That's when he met Patamon.
"What are we doing today, Elliot?" asked Patamon in a desperate attempt to change the subject. Elliot didn't answer. He sat down, looking at his feet. But then, he noticed that he was not looking at his feet anymore, for they were not there.
"Patamon? Patamon! What's wrong? Where are my feet? My hands! They are disappearing! HELP ME!" he screamed as he then began to vanish in a white foggy mist…
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"This is so not cool," said Cris, as he walked from out of a lake, soaking wet. When he stepped out, he fell to the ground, exhausted from the fall. "I shoulda stayed in the car."

Cris continued walking on from the lake for about an hour now, not knowing where he was going. He had not a clue where he was or how an elevator got him into a lake.
"Maybe these are special effects from the movie. Man this sucks in so many levels!"
After about another half hour of walking, he ended up in a desert. As he walked around, he saw the scorching hot sun, and many pink streams stretching from the sky. "Where are those things coming from?"
Cris stared up into the sky, and saw a big spinning ball of green and blue, hovering high above him. He soon recognized what it was.
"That's Earth. It can't be! Man those special effects must've cost the director back a few pennies. Where are those cameras, anyways? Maybe this is like some TV show instead, like a hidden camera show, like Road Rules or something. That'll probably explain why I'm in a desert. But where are the other Road Rulers…"
Just as Cris was about to ponder his thoughts, he heard a loud scream. He quickly looked around, to see where it came from, and saw a small white feathery rodent like creature with wings for ears and a halo over his head. It was flying away from what seemed to be a large red beetle chasing it.
"Oh jeez, you gotta be kidding me!" said Cris as he saw the two heading for his area. Cris turned around and began running for his dear life. "I hope those are not the Road Rulers!"
Cris ran as fast as he could, with the rodent and the beetle not far behind his trail, as they soon caught up to him. The white rodent flew next to him and the two exchanged glances while running for there lives.
"You—on—the—show—too?" asked Cris.
"Show? No—show—here—pal. Real—life—all the—way!" said the rodent as he flapped his winged ears even harder. "Name's—Sparkmon."
"Cris. I'd—shake—but we—have a big red beetle—on our tails!"
The two continued running and running; their legs pumping harder and harder with every step.
"Wait!" said Cris, still running. "Spark—mon? As in—digimon?"
"Ye—yes—digimon—as in—Digital World. No more talking! More running!"
The large beetle like creature chased and chased after them, and soon caught up as the two began to slow down. The creature stopped and landed on the ground, as it slowly walked in closer on them.
Cris and Sparkmon then began hugging each other as their fate was decided.
"Dude, this sucks on SO many levels!" shouted Cris, nearly choking Sparkmon to death.
"Oh, no!" screamed Sparkmon. "This is the end! Kuwagamon is going to devour us whole!"
"WHOLE!?" screamed Cris.
The beetle known as Kuwagamon opened its large mouth, revealing its fierce teeth. The pincers opened wide, ready to stab his victims and tear them limb from limb, and then eat them. Just as he got close enough to eat them, he froze.
Cris and Sparkmon stared at Kuwagamon in confusion. Why had he frozen like that?
Kuwagamon shifted his attention to the someone who was grabbing on to him. It appeared to be a lion that walked on two legs and wore pants.
"Sparkmon?" asked Cris. "You never told me you knew a Leomon."
"I just met you, so I didn't tell you a lot of things. And besides, I don't know him."
"EEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR!" shouted the Kuwagamon at Leomon.
"Was that supposed to scare me?" asked Leomon in a hushed whispered tone. And with little of his strength, he pulled onto Kuwagamon and slammed him into the ground. Leomon looked back at the two frightened ones. "And why, exactly, are you still here? I suggest you go if you still want to live!"
Sparkmon and Cris still stood there, baffled. Their mind was saying go, but their legs were saying "Oh what the heck, you're gonna die someday. So why not make it today?"
Kuwagamon got back up and lunged for Leomon. Leomon grabbed onto his pincers, and gripped them as hard as he could. With every grip, it got tighter and tighter. It soon made it impossible for Kuwagamon to move.
CRACK! CRACK!
"What was that?" asked Cris.
"I think that's Kuwagamon's pincers. They're breaking!"
SNAP! Both the pincers of the mighty Kuwagamon broke in half.
"EEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" screamed the beetle in pain.
"DIE!" screamed Leomon as he then raised his fist in the air, collecting all the energy into his fist. The energy from the fist formed into a lion's face, and launched itself into Kuwagamon's opened mouth. Just as this happened, Kuwagamon was then decimated into millions of pieces.
"Woah," said Sparkmon and Cris in amazement. "That was so cool."
Leomon turned around towards the two, scolded at them, and then simply vanished.
"Dude, where'd he go?" asked Cris, scratching his head.
"Who knows," answered Sparkmon. "But that is without a doubt one weird Leomon. He just killed that Kuwagamon without showing any mercy."
"Something must be up."
"Something must definitely be up, if a human is here."
"What do you mean?"
"Well this is the Digital World, and it's not EVERYDAY a human just pops out of nowhere. Maybe something is wrong. That is the only explanation."
"So that would mean that others are here like me, huh?"
"Supposedly," answered Sparkmon.
Just as the conversation ended, a flashing ball of light appeared in front of there eyes.
"What—is it?" asked Cris.
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"I really would like it if you two would keep up," said 17 year old Iris, as she walked along side of a large canyon. Behind her walked two human like creatures, or digimon if you will. One appeared to be of female appearance, while the other was of male appearance.
The female digimon had long hair and was wearing a robe with six angel wings on her back, along with clouds surrounding her body. This was Tenninmon. Next to her was a male version of her, except he had no clouds surrounding him. This was Tenshimon.
"Well it is rather hot out here, Iris," said Tenninmon, dragging her feet along the hot ground.
"Yeah," said Tenshimon. "So hold your horses!"
"Tenshimon!" exclaimed Iris and Tenninmon. "What's gotten in to you?"
"It's not my fault that I'm boiling under this unbearable heat!"
"Hey don't back talk me, mister!" said Iris. "Might I remind you who your Tamer is?"
Just as she said this, she pulled out a strange device from her pocket. It looked like a large digital watch without the straps. It was red and white with a strange X slapped over the screen of the device. "This is my Arch X, meaning that you two are my…"
"STAND BACK, MY LADY!" shouted a voice from behind. Everyone turned around, and as soon as they did this, Tenshimon was tackled to the ground by a blue figure.
"What the?" exclaimed Tenninmon. Iris and Tenninmon stood there staring at a hooded figure wearing a hockey mask and a pair of goggles. "Who are you?"
"I am Super JRK!" shouted the figure as he then struck a pose. "Not to worry, ma'am. My side kick Monomon here shall take care of these stalkers for you!"
"Stalkers?" said Iris in confusion. "Oh you must mean my…"
"No time for small talk!" shouted Super JRK. "There is one behind you! I'll take care of the fiend!"
"Huh?"
"GET OFF OF ME!" shouted Tenshimon as he kicked Monomon back. The blue monkey quickly stood back up and struck a pose.
"I am Monomon, sidekick to defender of the weak and helpless like that young woman there!"
"Weak and defenseless?" said Iris, insulted. "He's talking about you, Tenninmon, right?"
"HOLD IT!" shouted Tenshimon as he stood up from being knocked on the ground. "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"
"Yeah!" said Iris. "These are not stalkers. They are my digimon." She then flashed her digivice, or Arch X as it is called.
Super JRK and Monomon looked at each other and then at the Arch X. He pulled off his hockey mask and goggles, revealing his face.
"Woah!" JRK exclaimed. "You got a digivice? That's so freakin' cool. Wait. Why the hell don't I got one?"
"Mind your tongue in the presence of a lady," said Iris, as she put her digivice away. "So I guess there are other humans here beside us," said Monomon. He then looked at Tenshimon. "I guess I'm sorry for that attack on you, pal."
"Whatever," said the angel boy as he dusted himself off. "Just don't let it happen again."
"So how'd you two get here?" asked Iris.
"Long story," said JRK. "I'll save it for bed time. But where'd you guys come from? I mean people don't just fall outta the sky, you know"
Just as this was said, they heard screaming. Everyone looked up and saw a young boy's body fall straight from the sky and onto the ground, followed by a furry winged ear rodent.
"Hey can you do that again?" asked Monomon.
"Oh dear," Iris said as she ran up to the bodies. She picked them up and looked at them.
"Are they alive?" asked Tenninmon.
"I don't know. They seem alive."
Everyone circled the bodies, and began to think of a way to help them…
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Damien ran and ran until he ended up in a forest. He looked around, and saw no where for him to hide. He turned around and saw the Ogremon standing right in front of him.
"Bad little human," said the foul mouthed creature as he raise his club in the air. "Making me run for my dinner like that!"
Damien then closed his eyes, afraid for the worst, when all of a sudden he heard a loud barking sound. He opened his eyes, and saw a small floppy eared four legged creature in front of him.
"Who are—you?" asked Damien in confusion. He just hoped that this digimon would help him.
"You wanna fight me, little puppy?" asked Ogremon. "Then bring it on!"
"I may be small, but my bite is much worse than my bark!" said the small puppy like creature, as he growled and showed his teeth.
"This should be interesting," Ogremon said.
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Sorcerymon had left the Holy Castle of Seraphimon about an hour ago. He had walked to a lake to go do some deep meditation. As he stood there, he heard some sort of whispering. He knew where it was coming from.
"Come out…Devimon," he said, not frightened.
Just as this was said, a dark shadow had arisen from the lake and sprouted wings.
"Well if it isn't Sorcerymon," said the demon digimon. "The Demon Lords know what has been going on."
"Really, Devimon," said the white wizard. "Did you really think it was going to be that easy? We knew all along this was going to happen. It took some time to gather up the only ones worthy for this fight against your Lords, but they are here. They will win against you and kill you and your Lords!"
"HA! I would like to see mere humans try to stand up to the awesome power of us! They probably can't even stand up against ME, let alone my Masters!"
"You honestly think we were so blind as to not see the true power of the Demons?" said Sorcerymon in an angered tone. "The Great Angels knew of the power. They knew of it all! That is why these 'mere' children were chosen for this task! They are more than 'mere'! They have the power. It just has yet to be revealed…"
"Ha! Well maybe I should go see the power of these children. I hope to not be disappointed…"
As this was said, Devimon vanished into a dark mist.
"Oh you will not be disappointed, Devimon…"

to be continued…

Next Time on Digimon: Revolution…

Damien: Damien here. Well everyone's arrived in the Digital World, now. And boy is there trouble everywhere. First I get caught by an Ogremon, but luckily this little guy came and saved me. I wonder who he is.

Cris: And I get my Arch X digivice, but for some reason the picture of Leomon keeps flashing on it. Now me and Sparkmon have to go find him. I just hope he's not as 'friendly' as he was to that Kuwagamon.

Iris: Now on to me. Me and the others are trying to find out who this kid is that just fell out of the sky.

Elliot: Mine name's Elliot and this is Patamon. Is this really the Digital World?

JRK: Yep, welcome to good ol' home for the rest of your life. Well, at least for the rest of our life.

Elliot: Someone sounds like they are in trouble. We have to go help them.

JRK: Whatever, let's just do it now 'cause I'm starvin'! Oh no! Is that a Devimon?

Next time on Digimon: Revolution: The Black Devil!
To reach the next step of evolution, you need a revolution…