Um... Hi. Yes, it's more Digimon. I have an unhealthy obsession, I think. Anyway, read the story- it's not much, but what can you expect from someone with a small ego and little writing talent?

Standard Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, now would I?

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Chapter Zero

Leave

"Can't we use other subjects? I'm sure I could find some alternate intelligent ones that-"

"No." The messenger cringed at the sound of her voice. "We must use these subjects. Tell my superior to transport them directly to the test area."

"...But my lady...he said that it's not a good idea to use them. He specifically instructed the test to be used on those from this world only, and they are not! It may cause a malfunction."

Quietly, the reclined, shadowed figure murmured to herself. As an afterthought, she extended her left hand towards the harbinger as a small flame appeared on the index finger. Immediately, he was down on his knees.

"No! My lady, I will tell him your wishes at once! I may still be of use!" The tiny flame dissipated as her hand was withdrawn.

"True. Tell him I don't care, and that the project has begun. Also, go to Black Gatomon and Tsukaimon's chambers, and tell each to be ready for my commands." There was a pause as she surveyed the digimon laying with his forehead touching the floor, watching him submit in complete inferiority. "You are dismissed." Power was good.

"Yes milady." He stood, bowed, and turned to leave. A fleeting thought passed through her mind, to shoot him in the back as he walked toward the chamber door, but she suppressed it. There would be plenty of time for backstabbing later.

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He lowered his head into his hands, groaning. The plans were giving Davis Motomiya a headache. "I don't get it. Weren't we just going to scout it out to make sure everything was in order?"

"Yes, but that was before the recent news received from Tentomon, right Izzy?" The red-haired computer expert looked up from the screen he was working at.

"Right, Kari. From what I can attain, he said something about strange fogs over the water and thick clouds over the forests, or so he heard from Gomamon. Also, strange symbols have been appearing all over, in the forest on trees, and in the sand on the beaches. He heard that they also appear glowing beneath the surface of the water. So if the information is correct, everything is not okay."

The group traded glances. "So what are we supposed to do?" Yolei Inoue questioned. "If they couldn't figure it out, how can we?"

"You'll have to go in there. Sorry I can't give you anymore information." He shrugged and turned back to the computer.

"Yay! We're going on a trip!" Patamon and DemiVeemon jumped up and down, causing everyone else to sweatdrop.

"Good luck." Davis stood and grabbed his D-3 and looked backwards towards the seated speaker while holding it outward towards the screen.

"We probably won't need it. We can take care of anything and everything." Davis had no idea he'd spoken too soon. A sickly green light enveloped everyone as they were rapidly drawn into the computer.

Koushirou 'Izzy' Izumi's eyes widened at the color of the light, but couldn't question it to an empty room. He leaned back in his chair. "Either they're getting new taste in colors," he sighed, " or I think this is the beginning of some horrible adversity and I shouldn't have let them go..." Knowing it was the latter, he sighed. "Why don't we ever stop them when we can?"

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Kari felt the usual pull of the port, but something felt different than normal. A part was missing to the digital puzzle, and she screamed into the black space, devoid of all life, alone.

"Gatomon!"

She was losing direction, a mere puppet, not knowing who was pulling the strings. Reaching out, she found nothing. A smothering pressure covered her mouth, the blood was rushing to her head, and her vision blurred. As her feet suddenly hit solid ground, her legs gave out and she collapsed.

Similarly, the rest of the chosen sprawled nearby, all unconscious. Above the fallen bodies, a presence laughed evilly. Games could be fun with these six children.

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Author's Notes

Hmm. Well, this is interesting. That last segment was actually spur-of-the-moment, and I think it might just work out. I might actually finish this story.

Daiko: Fat chance of that happening.

P-Kaal: *nods head in agreement* Yup. I can't think of any finished computer-based stories.

... I can kick you two out of my house...

Daiko: You can't kick us out, we're your muses.

P-Kaal: Besides, we'd come back anyway.

You can do that? O_o

Story Note: To all the readers out there, please help me by either e-mailing me (or writing in the review section) ideas you have for upcoming puzzles. My imagination isn't that big, and I'm not about to go pilfering others' stories. Who knows, you may see your idea in the story. You supply the core, and I'll do the hard stuff. I'll need 3 per chapter, so... help me. Please? ;_; I feel stupid today.