Marthen City, like most cities Marthen if full of people rushing around not giving time to talk with other people, not even giving a second look at people and judging them on their looks or religion. This cycle cannot be broken as one generation rubs off the next causing this cycle. Our hero is just the same. If he sees a homeless man on the streets he would not give a second or offer to help him in any way. His name if John he lives with his father, Max, whom is a banker and is never home and his younger brother, Max 2nd, the favourite son who could do no wrong.
John would spend most his days in his room living in what he called a 'bubble' where he could do what he wanted and escape the world that lay behind the door. He could sleep in his world where the city outside his bed room door could not. John would fit his days into slots; each slot was made up of one hour time periods so at nine o'clock he would eat ten o'clock he would wash and so one and so forth.
At most times he would forget about his slots and mould them into one big slot as this was his world and he was king. He would go online and play his favourite game with his friends thus blowing away his slots within seconds, the game he would play was 'Digimon Online' he did not get the game he just played it to fit in with his friends thou he knew that in a matter of days they would all be playing a brand new game or watching a new show or sport never giving John much time to learn about what he was doing.
So John logged onto the web site and loaded up the game, he clicked on his character, Veemon, a small blue Digimon with a V mark on his forehead. He wondered around the forest world until he bumped into another player. A person playing as, Tinkermon, a female Digimon with wings and a spear.
As the player rushed into Veemon the screen went dark, John tapped on the computer screen with rapid speed trying to fix's the game. After some time John heard a buzzing sound coming from his bed side lamp and after a few seconds of the buzzing the bulb blew up and then his light hanging from the ceiling. Then things in the room stated to explode like in a video game the bed, his chestier draws, the door keeping the his world safe and then the computer followed a within a few seconds. John was left floating in a calm sea of nothingness. John looked at his watch to see him moving slowly the hands moving in what seemed like a life time compared to the outside world of his room where time seemed to move faster than a race car.
The sea started to form into land and colours started to show the lines on this world, as trees started to take shape and colour to mach summer, hills grew and take on a lush green take and flows feel from the heavens giving extra colour to this world. Tom lade on one of the hills looking up at the sky, it was filled with bright colours of red, orange, green and so much more some colours John could never dream of even in his wildest dreams. As time slowly moved by John started to wonder if he was dreaming so he pinched himself but just like in the films, but just like the films he was not dreaming as it felt real so real that it left a small mark on his hand.
John started to worry as he did not want to be trapped in this world because so far he had not seen any food or any signs of life. That was until he ran into a Veemon. "Um, hello." Said John walking up behind the small blue Digimon.
The Digimon jumped up in panic. "What are you?" he said running behind a tree.
"What do you mean?" ask John in confusion. He must know what I am. John thought to himself.
Veemon then started to clime the tree. "Keep away you fowl demon."
"Are you ok?" ask John try to climb up the tree.
"Don't make me hurt you." Said the small Digimon, raising his fists.
John could hear the ground start to rumble. "What have you dune demon?" ask Veemon falling off the tree.
"I don't know."
Then to lime green tentacles erupted from the grown grabbing Veemon and John in a tight grip, then a, Vegiemon, followed the tentacles. "Hello fag," Said the vile Digimon. "What have you got here a new fuck buddy for us?"
John tried to hold his breath so he did not have to breathe in the herbal smell coming from Vegiemon. "What do you want?" ask John not trying to take in a single breath.
"Oh, have you not told him fuck buddy?" said Vegiemon bring Veemon closer to smell.
Veemon lowered his head in shame. "Just do what he says and it won't hurt that much."
It finally clicked in Johns head what Vegiemon was going to do. "OH NO YOUR NOT!" he said prying in self free.
Veemon looked in shame as he did nothing but John this thing he had only just meet and was standing up to Vegiemon the very thing that had been holding Veemon as a slave to pass around as a sex toy. Something in Veemon clicked this thing had given something to Veemon something that he had not felt in a long, hope, the very thing Vegiemon had taken away from him. So Veemon bit the vile beast tentacle freeing him.
"Hay, Vegiemon I'm not your fuck buddy anymore I'm his!" Veemon said pointing at John.
John shook his head. "I don't want a fuck anything."
Veemon dived towards Vegiemon head butting him then punching until Vegiemon got up from the ground. "Stink Jet." Cried Vegiemon and a stream of toxic smoke escaped its mouth. Veemon held his breath and so did John.
"Grand Horn," Said a fine majestic voice coming from the skies, as all three looked up they saw a fine bird dive down and grab Vegiemon by its tentacles. "Vegiemon you are coming with me to the Rock." He then looked over at Veemon and John. "You should go to Digital City." He then flew away flying towards a grand rock covered by dark clouds and untamed seas.
Veemon slowly walked next to John. "So fuck buddy are we going to Digital City?"
"Can you not call me that?"
Veemon jumped around John. "Why not fuck buddy?"