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PROLOGUE:

He never imagined once in his life that he would one day end up as the "damsel in distress", but here he was. Bruised and battered chained to a freakin' glowing stone. His once bright golden hair had faded into a dried wheat color. His bright light tanned skin dulled into an unhealthy pale tone. His glasses had been broken long back but then again he hasn't really needed them anymore.

Without the glasses it was noticeable how really blue his eyes were. A shadowy like figure loomed over him an impossibly wide smile on their lips. "So pretty like a sunflower~" He scoffed, "I ain't a girl y'know?" The other chuckled hand placed over their lips, "I know. You're much better than that."

He shivered having heard that same line multiple times still not knowing exactly what the other meant by it. The other smirked at him running sharpened fingers down his cheek in an almost loving way. "Well my Love, I must go. I'll be back though, and hopefully by then you've changed your mind." The other turned away leaving him alone in the dark.

Once he was positively sure that the other was no longer near he released his breath. "I wonder if the others are alright. I hope so…" He was silent for a moment until the moment he felt himself sinking. Panicking he struggled against his chains until finally he was swallowed whole and forced into a deep slumber far away from reality.

The hero was no more- Alfred F. Jones now lied in wait with the rest of the Digital world while the monster that plagued it roamed free.

CHAPTER 1:

Matthew Kirkland-Bonnefoy was a typical sixteen year old boy if you excluded his interesting family members. He had bright golden slight wavy hair parted at the center of his forehead with a single curled strand on the top and ended a bit above his chin. His skin was peachy with a nearly unnoticeable tan and his eyes a deep shade of indigo, oval shaped glasses perched on his nose. Matthew sighed. "Matthew," a young boyish voice called out to him.

Matthew turned around and there standing in all its glory was a digimon, short for digital monster. It appeared to be a cross between a bunny and a terrier only white with green markings and black beady eyes, a canadian bandanna wrapped around its neck. Matthew tilted his head, "Yes Hideki?" Hideki waved his digivice in the air, "You've got a message from Pa!" Pa meant Arthur and Arthur meant meetings. Meetings which Matthew lost sight of why they had them years ago.

It wasn't like his brother was ever going to be found or coming back. Alfred had made the choice to leave those six years ago, and if he didn't want to be found or even come home then that was his choice. Why did they need to waste their time over someone who was never coming back? Matthew sighed and the tension building in shoulders gave away. Hideki watched his partner go through the internal conflict he would usually go through any time Dad messaged him.

Hopping on his tiny feet Hideki read the message out loud, "Dear Matthew,

I know what you are thinking, but I think that this time it might actually be something. You see, a young man earlier today came up and asked if I knew an 'Arthur Kirkland-Bonnefoy' and of course I told him that I was him. He seemed to stare at me for quite awhile as if deciding something. He bowed his head and asked if I knew 'Alfred'. Of course being me I asked 'what sort of question' was that, but instead of shying away he merely sighed in relief and said that he was 'glad to have found the right person'.

He pulled out a digivice-the same kind as yours and your brothers- and showed me his messages. Messages that Alfred replied too! Recent as well! However I am sceptical about this. I have invited Kiku- the young man's name- to stay a few days, so if you would could you please come home early from Gilbert's house please?

From your father,

Arthur Kirkland-Bonnefoy"

Matthew listened with rapt attention to the message eyes widening as he realized what this meant. There was a possibility of finding his brother! Quickly grabbing his bag and stuffing his things he rushed out leaving a note for Gilbert since it was still early in the morning. He rushed through the morning crowd of businessmen and women Hideki riding on his shoulder.

….

A young man with light messy blonde hair and forest green eyes with thick eyebrows sat at the head of the table calmly drinking earl grey his name Arthur Kirkland-Bonnefoy. Sitting to his right was another man. This man was taller than Arthur with a slight darker shade of blonde with wavy ends and slate blue eyes, his name was Francis Kirkland-Bonnefoy. Sitting diagonally across from both men was much younger boy. Pale skin, slim build, dark raven straight cut hair, and closed off carmel eyes. This young man was Kiku Honda.

In his arms was a Ryudramon, a digimon having been believed to be a myth. The trio sat in tense silence the older men exchanging silent looks between themselves while the younger one whispered to his partner. Suddenly the front door slammed open revealing Matthew panting for breath, and Hideki who appeared to be very winded. Arthur and Francis both stood up to greet their son while Kiku remained at the table watching the family's interactions and his focus of attention on Matthew. His soft voice spoke the 'l' pronounced more with an 'r' sound, "He looks a lot like Alfred-kun." Ryudramon said nothing staring intently at the youngest blonde.

….

"Matthew, my boy! Are you alright?" The worry in Arthur's voice drew a slight smile onto Matthew's face. "Yes, dad. I'm okay, I just ran all the way after getting off the subway." Arthur sighed relieved, meanwhile Francis asked about the sleepover and what he did about Gilbert. Matthew chuckled softly looking sheepish, "Well I kinda of rushed over here so I left him a note."

Hideki still in a dizzy spell added in a woozy voice, "Matthew was a speed demon rushing through the crowd and streets. I think he was even faster than a tokomon!" Francis chuckled and wordlessly picked the poor Terriermon up. As the small family chatted amongst themselves they each remembered why they were there. Looking and feeling very embarrassed Arthur turned back to their guest who stared at them emotionlessly.

Kiku stood up and walked towards Matthew ignoring Arthur and Francis. Matthew smiled sheepishly, "Hello, you must be Kiku Honda. I'm Matthew Kirkland-Bonnefoy it's nice to meet you." Kiku did nothing but stare at him a thoughtful expression passing over him. Matthew waited patiently if a tad bit uncomfortable.

Kiku bowed his head and took Matthew's hand shaking it. "It is a pleasure to meet you. Alfred-kun was always asking Ludwig-san about you whenever he could." None of them missed the use of past tense. Arthur pursed his lips, "You said 'was', why?"

Kiku tensed his grip on Ryudramon tight. Alarm bells rang in the family's ears. "...That's actually why I was sent. Ludwig-san was originally supposed to come to tell you, but he was injured before he could." Matthew's mind took several minutes to register what Kiku had just implied.

Before Arthur our Matthew could respond to what Kiku said Francis in his french accented english spoke. "Wait, are you telling us that Ludwig Beilschmidt, that is who you are talking about is it not? Knew where Alfred-My son!- was these past seven years and didn't tell us?" Kiku closed his eyes, "...I am not here to talk about Ludwig-san's actions. I came here because of Alfred and only because of my friend."

Matthew cut in before either of his father's could say anything, "So then talk. Where is my brother?"