Author's Note: I do not own Digimon. Such a shame! : (

I know I should be working on my other fics, but they are on a semi-halt until I get a plot happy beta. Planning out complicated plots is hard to do alone lol. Anyway, until then I have decided to try the 100 theme challenge by Devientartist Caenai-Gyoesari. The themes will not be in order and may not follow a straight linear path. But I will make sure to give you a clue if you need one about dates or other important factors. : ) Now, I shall start the challenge tales with the theme of Earth:

"Neaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"

The sound grated against the eleven-year-old's ears and forced her to clench her pencil a little to tightly. The wood snapped as the last strand of her patience came to a sudden death.

"Neaaaahhhh!" The five-year-old storm of destruction, also known as Daisuke, ran into the room holding a rather unattractive monster figurine in his pudgy hands. "Watch out puny humans! It's Yucholl!"

"Daisuke."

"You can't get away from the biggest alien in the whole world!" The boy stomped around the room kicking a few of his stuffed toys around the floor.

"Daisuke."

"Ahhhh, not Yucholl!" He raised the pitch of his voice and had the monster figure attack a stuffed rabbit viciously.

"Daisuke!"

"Cosmic blast!" The child shouted and threw the rabbit so high in the air it hit the ceiling fan. Daisuke hit the floor quickly, as the bunny was slung by the blade and hit one of the adjacent walls.

"That is it!" Jun Motomiya fumed as the rabbit plopped onto her desk. "No more space aliens! Why can't you play quietly for five minutes?!"

"That's boring. I wanna play space aliens. It's the best game ever." He held up the action figure and tried to show his sister how cool it was, "See, Yucholl is the boss of all the other aliens and he is really, really, really, really powerful!"

The girl rolled her amber eyes at the ugly doll and wondered how long this toy would stand up to destructo-boy. Then again, maybe she could use this to her advantage. Whether it was the frustration or the desire to get back at her brother for being a complete pain all day, Jun wasn't sure. What the pre-teen did know was that she had an idea. A wonderful idea, that was bound to bring her some peace.

"I wouldn't talk about aliens if I were you."

"Why?" The boy cradled the action figure to his chest.

"Well, you know why you like them so much don't you?"

"Cause they are neat?"

"Nope. It is because you are one of them."

The boy's mouth dropped quickly and he immediately shook his head, "No way!"

"Think about it. I am an Earthling and I don't like aliens. But you do. So…"

"But mom would tell me if I was an alien!"

"Don't you remember when you asked mom where you came from?" The child nodded his head slowly and seemed rather nervous. "She got all panicky and wouldn't tell you because she was afraid the aliens would come back and destroy everybody in the city."

"Really?"

"Yep. I wasn't supposed to tell you, but if you want to stay safe you shouldn't talk about aliens or play aliens."

"Or what?" He gulped.

"They'll destroy the entire city."

Daisuke backed out of the room with wide eyes and a mouth that seemed to be trying and failing repeatedly to make an intelligible sentence. The tale had gotten into his over active imagination and seemed to be doing its job quite well. Jun smiled smugly and leaned back in her chair. Who knew little kids could be so easy to trick?

After hiding his Yucholl doll under the living room couch for safekeeping, Daisuke headed out of the apartment. The complex's small play area was always bustling with his friends from kindergarten and he was desperate to share his secret with someone. He wasn't supposed to go out without an adult or his sister, but this was too important to wait for a grownup. His mom would understand when he told her that he knew he was really an alien. Aliens were big and brave so they could do what they wanted.

"Mao!" Daisuke cried out as he spotted one of his best friend's perched atop the monkey bars.

"Hi Daisuke." The boy waved and motioned for his friend to join him on the monkey bars.

The brunette climbed the metal bars with little difficulty and sat down next to his friend. He swung his feet wildly as excitement and nerves washed over him. Wouldn't his friend be shocked to learn that he was a real alien? If anyone knew how cool Yucholl was, it was Mao. He had every Yucholl toy there was!

"Guess what." A cheeky smile spread over his little face, "I'm an alien."

"An alien?!"

"Shhhh!" Daisuke put a single finger to his lips and checked to see if any of the kids had heard Mao's outburst. "You gotta keep it a secret."

"Why?"

"Cause if they hear me the aliens will destroy the city. I'm not allowed to tell people cause it's a big secret."

"I don't believe you." Mao furrowed his thin brows and shook his head.

"It's true! My sister said so and she is really old. She's like 11!"

"Prove it."

"How?"

"Yucholl can fly. If you are an alien you have to be able to fly too." Mao lay the terms on the ground and seemed rather set on the test of alien-hood.

"Fine!" Daisuke's stubborn pride bubbled up and pushed the little common sense he had out the window. If Mao didn't believe his secret, he would prove it! Daisuke knew his friend would feel pretty dumb once he saw the boy's alien skills in full effect. If only Jun had told him this secret earlier! He could have flown all the time, just like Yucholl.

Daisuke stood up slowly and wobbled a bit before he found his balance. Some of the other kids stopped playing and gathered around to watch the boy breaking the rules their parents had taught them. Mao, caught up in the excitement of the moment, cheered his friend on and encouraged the other kids to follow his lead. Daisuke smiled widely at the group and leapt from the monkey bars with all his might.

"Daisuke Motomiya don't jump from tha-"

The last bit of the speech was lost on the boy as he hit the ground with a hard thud. A sharp pain spread through his arm and brought tears to the little boy's eyes. In his mouth he could taste a strange coppery flavor that felt horrible running down his throat. As the kids began to run from the scene, the boy felt a warm hand gingerly touch his back.

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Jun could barely look at her little brother as he sat in the ER room. His little arm was wrapped in a large blue cast and two of his teeth were now missing and most likely hidden in the playground dirt. She had never expected him to go out and jump off the monkey bars. Why would he do something so dumb anyway?

"I'm not a good alien or a good brother, am I?" Daisuke mumbled heartbreakingly as they waited for their parents to finish talking with the nurses.

"What?" She looked at the child with surprised eyes and tried to keep her guilt in check. "Why would you say that?"

"Cause I kept bothering you and got you in trouble with mom and dad… and I couldn't fly like Yucholl…"

Jun bit her lip and wrapped an arm around her baby brother, "No. You are a good brother. I… I just wanted you to stop yelling while I was doing my homework. I should have done the whole thing differently."

"Am I still an alien?" The large brown eyes staring at Jun were so filled with hope that she couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah. You'll always be my little alien. But remember, brother aliens can't fly."

"Walk through walls?"

"No."

"Oh! Can I shoot lasers from my eyes? Or grow extra arms?"

"No. And only if you eat Brussels sprouts." She winked at the child as a look of disgust came over his face.

"Never mind. Nothing is worth that!"

There you go. : ) End of theme one! More coming soon.