Okay everyone, this is my Digimon Story. Please comment on whatever you like. But, and I do have to make this clear, do not mention anything about my grammar and or spelling. I know some of it's bad, but please! I'm working on it! Enjoy and comment.

Chapter One These Are the Chosen Children

Earth, it is a really nice place. Full of beautiful and exotic plants and trees, water that can roar down greatly yet still be so gentle. And the creatures that live there, well, words cannot explain how they are like. This is Earth, and most people believe that it is the only place that has life on its surface. Or is it? There is, in fact another world! So similar to Earth, but still different on its own. The only people that believe in this world are the children and the child at heart. These people can accept all of this worlds' wonderment. For this world was made for them to play and have fun. What is the name of this strange world: The Digital World!

Summer time in Neonburgh. A fast pace city that has many things to do. Now that summer had come and the days were becoming longer and hotter, kids from all different schools were enjoy this break. Some kids were at the pool, making big splashes in the water. Other were outside, soaking up the sun or playing one of their favorite games. There were still a few that were inside their houses with their A/C on and having fun playing their video games until their thumbs hurt. In an apartment complex, big rough, muscular men were moving cardboard boxes and furniture into apartment number 742. As the men put the boxes in different piles; an 11 year old boy was near a corner playing with a soccer ball. He had cherry brown hair that almost came down to his light green eyes, if his goggles were not there to hold his hair back. He wore an orange and red jersey with a big red 7 on the front and tan shorts. He was kicking his soccer ball with his knees and switching them from his right to his left. His tongue was out a little bit and his eyes were forces on the ball.

"36, 37, 38, 39" the boy counted to himself on the offbeat of each kick. As the ball came down for its 40th hit, the boy accidently kicked the ball with his foot. It went flying and it knocked over the lamp that was on the dresser. The lamp looked like it was falling slowly as it hit the ground and broke into a thousand pieces. The boy's face went white as he mouthed the words 'Oh, crap!' The soccer ball that he was playing with slowly rolled to a stop near him.

"Jake!" his mother voice yelled from the back room, "What was that? Did you break another lamp again!"

"Um…" Jake said trying to think of a way out of his problem. "No, mom, no!" he finally said as he quickly dashed over to the broken lamp. "Why would I break a lamp in our new house?" He was nervously laughing as he pushes the broken pieces underneath the dresser. "Come on mom! What kind of son you take me for?" There was a long pause, before Jake's mom answered,

"Okay fine, I trust you on what you say." Jake sighed in relief and wiped the sweat that was forming on his forehead. Then he grabbed his soccer ball and ran out of the door saying,

"I'm going down to the local park to see if I can play a game with some kids!"

"That's sounds wonderful, dear," Jake's mom called out to him, "Just be back before sundown. I'm making a celebration meal for our first day in Neonburgh. I'm making a meatloaf." Jake shuddered as the taste of his mother meatloaf came into his mouth. He shook the taste out of his mouth and continued down the stairs.

The streets were busy today. For there are many thing to do, and so little time to do them all. If one did not have a car, then they walked on the sidewalk. A small group of kids were walking down the side walk having a conversation.

"This is going to be the worst summer ever!" a boy yelled making some people look at him.

"Why do you say that?" I mean so far the summer has been great." The red headed girl said next to him.

"Did you do something wrong that you regret now?" asked a blond girl on the other side of him.

"It's not that," he began looking down at the ground, "It just…I'm going to summer school next week."

"Oh…that would be really make this a bad summer," the blond girl said shaking her head a little bit.

"Ouch!" the red headed girl said as she bit her lower lip a bit, "What subject did you fail in?"

"English," the boy said still looking down and shaking his head.

"Maybe I can help. I really good in English," said a perky voice behind them. They all stopped in their tracks and turned around to see an 11 year old girl smiling back at them. She had long black hair that came down to her shoulders and sparkling blue eyes of cheerfulness. She wore a blue shirt with a white smiley face on the front and a jean skirt and sandals. Her head was tilted to one side as she showed all her white teeth. The other three kids gave a fake grin to her.

"Emily," the re headed girl said through her grin, "How very nice to see you again."

"I didn't mean to listen to your conversation," Emily said waking over to them a bit, "But I heard you need help, so I decide to help you!" She still had her cheerful expression on her face as she got closer to them.

"No thanks Emily, really," the boy said letting his grin fad away.

"Come on!" she said putting her hands together making her look like she was praying, "You don't' have to pay me. I'll help you out for free!"

"He said NO!" the blond girl yelled at her. She was getting tired of her 'happy-go-lucky' personality. Emily hands fell down to her side and her cheerfulness was starting to fad a little bit. The three of them turned around and left her standing there. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"Oh well," Emily said getting back to her normal self, "Let's see what else I can do." With that she walked in the opposite direction with her head held up high.

A dojo was on the corner at the end of Davis St. The white 5 feet wall circles the corner of the place. On the other side of the wall, there was a gorgeous garden. Trees of all different types, flowers of all colors, and a small pond were a few carp were swimming in the water. In the center of the garden was a huge wooden house. And there kneeling on the shinny tan wood porch was an old Japanese man. He was just sitting there watching the birds sit on the branches of the trees, dragonflies flying near the pond and the carp trying to catch the dragonflies. The old man just watched his peaceful garden as he slowly picked up his green tea and sip on it for a bit. The door behind him slid open and a 12 year old boy carrying a mop and bucket appeared. By the way he looked; he seems to be only half Japanese. His black hair was long enough to put into a small pony tail and his brown eyes had great seriousness in them. He wore a gray shirt with a Japanese symbol for 'trust; in white letters and black shorts. He lay the bucket and mop near the wall and walked over to the old man. When he was just a few feet away from the old man, the boy went down on his knees and bowed to him. The old man took no notice of him as he took another sip of his tea.

"I have finish with all my work sensei," the boy said in a deep clear voice.

"Di you do everything I asked you to do, Kenta-kun?" the old man said having a bit of a Japanese accent as he spoke.

"Yes, I did everything you asked, sensei." Kenta replied to his sensei.

"Did you wipe the floors?"

"Yes sensei."

"Did you take out all the trash in the rooms?"

"Yes sensei."

"Did you dust everywhere?"

"Yes sensei."

"Did you clean you room?"

"Yes sensei." The old man did not say anything after his last question. Kenta stood there not moving as he watched for his sensei response. The old man put his cup of tea down and folded his hand in his lap.

"You may take a 30 minute break for now," the old man began, "But, when you come back it's training for the rest of the day."

"Thank you sensei," Kenta said sounding a bit more relaxed. He bowed again and went back inside. A few moments later, Kenta was out on the streets with his hands in his pockets. He was going to spend his free time waking around the place.

There seemed to be a lot going on at the 'Cute & Pink' clothing store. Some people from outside in the streets were looking through the window of the store. Inside the store, a 12 year old girl was moving all around the store and hiding being clothing racks. She did not look like she belong there, because of her brown hair had purple highlights in the. Her dark brown eyes looked at all the pink clothes with a sickening look. Her black shirt with a black cat on it, black cargo pants and combat boots made her stick out.

Mom!" I don't want to wear that…that…thing!" she said as she pointed at her mother.

"But Iris," she said hold up a pink sweatshirt with a white kitty on the front, "I thought this will look so cute on you. And besides, black is not your real color, sweetie!"

"Black is my color mom!" Iris dodge out of the way as her mother was coming over to her trying to put the sweatshirt over her. When she had dodged her, Iris ran straight for the door. As she ran she yelled her mother so loud that everyone in the store could hear her,

"I hate pink! I hate this crappy store of yours! I hate how you try and make me wear the colors you make! I HATE YOU! The last words seem to echo as the door slammed. Everyone in the store looked at Iris mother as she looked at the door that her daughter through. Tears began to form in her eyes as she drops the sweatshirt. Iris took a quick look at her mother through the window. Then ran off into the streets.

"Okay then! I have a helmet, first aid kit, a weeks' worth of food, 3 bottles of water, a bar of soap, a small bottle of shampoo, compass and a pocket knife, and a bunch of other little things," said a 12 year boy checking his things in his black backpack. He was sitting on his front porch with his older brother. He had short blond hair and nervous green eyes. He wore a green shirt and jean shorts. The older brother rolled his eyes as he younger brother check his things in his backpack again.

"Nate, do you really have to bring all that with you?" he asked as Nate put his backpack on. He stood up and said to his older brother as he held up one finger,

"Better be safe than sorry."

"You are only going across the park to pick up something from friend's house! You are not going camping!" Nate pays no attention to his brother as he began his way to his friends' house. "Hey!" his older brother said with a smile on his face, "If you're not back in an hour, I'll call the police for you."

"Very funny. I am so laughing right now," Nate said in a serious tone as he rolled his eyes. His older brother was laughing out loud as Nate cross the street to the park.

Inside the park; people were doing just about everything. From flying kites, playing Frisbee, and getting a darker tan. Under a shady tree there was a 12 year old girl who was typing on a red lap top. She had light red hair and her dark eyes reflect the number she was typing on her computer. She wore an orange shirt with the 'pi' symbol on it and white shorts. Near her was a yellow bag that cares the lap top. On the side of the back was a label saying 'Property of May Reid.'

"No, no, this program will never work unless I figure out how to fix this little problem," May said to herself shaking her head. She was absent mined of what was going on around her in the outside world. A soccer ball came to a rolling stop to her, but she still did not see it. She tapped a finger on her lap top as she was thinking. Then Jake came running up to her and said,

"Hey." This broke May out of her world of the computer. She looked up at Jake who continued, "Do you want to play with me?" May was taken a bit back at the question that he gave her. No one had every asked her to play with her outside her computer world. She did not know what to say, as she bit her lower lip.

"I'm a bit busy right now," she finally said to Jake, "But thanks for asking though."

"Cool, no prob," Jake said as he picked up his ball and left. May soon close her computer and put it back in her bag. She put her hands behind her back and looked up to the sky.

"I'll take a little break. Maybe that will help me clear my mind of this computer problem I'm having," she said looking at a cloud that was in a shape of a plain.

On a monitor, strange beings were watching these kids as they were coming into the park. Jake was hitting his soccer ball up and down with his head, Emily was sitting on a park bench kicking her feet and looking around to see what she can do, Kenta still had his hands in his pockets and was leading against a tree, Iris had just came into the park and still with her sour look on her face after her fight with her mom, Nate was walking down a pathway with a map in front of his face, and May had just went back to her computer. A flame came across a white cigarette and one of the strange being began to smoke. The flame was pulled away and the only thing left was the red embers on the end of the cigarette.

"These are the Chosen Children?" the stranger with the cigarette said, his voice was young but rough and his cigarette bounce up and down as he talk, "They looked like a bunch of…brats if you ask me."

"Hey this was the best I could do in what little time you gave me!" said a cool motherly voice from the monitor, "And will you please stop smoking! It's a really dirt habit, you know that."

"I shouldn't have opened my mouth to the Council members!" he said not carrying what she had to say of his smoking. He had taken the cigarette out of his mouth and was blowing some smoke out, "They say our world is in danger of the darkness, and I had to open my big mouth and said 'Let's get some chosen Children. They can save our world, and I will get them here!' God, how I regret saying that after seeing these beings!"

"Look here," the female voice said waving some of the smoke out of her face, "I have study these children for a good time, and they have the qualities need to save our world! Courage, Friendship, Kindness, Love, Knowledge and Responsibility. These are the qualities that they each one of them has and once they meet their partners will grow extremely!" He put his cigarette back in his mouth and took a deep breath. He blew out some smoke to the ground and said finally,

"But the gateway! What if when they come pass through the gateway, and became what we were when we went through the gateway?"

"Okay if that happens," a third voice came into the conversation. It was high pitch and squeaky, "We say that they didn't make it. Then we destroy the lab and use the gateway to take us to a magical land where…"

"Oh, just shut up!" the other two voices yell. With that the third voice went quite.

"All right them," the female voice said she left up a hatch to revile a red button, "If you think these children can't do it, then don't' press the button. But, if you have that feeling, which I know you do, that they can do this then press the button. Whatever you do, I am with you." For a long time, neither one of them said a work. Then he took one last big smoke, blew it to the side, dropped his cigarette, rubbed it out with his foot, and press the red button.

"GATEWAY OPEN: LUNCHING DIGTAL DEVICES"

"If this fails," he said pointing at her, "Then all three of us go done with it, okay?"

"That's fine with me," she said.

"Okay with me as well," the third voice agreed.

Back at Neonburgh, 6 strange lights appeared in the sky above. They all looked like white stars in the middle of the day. No one seem to take notices of them, as bright as they were they were invisible to the people below. Then the lights when straight down to the park as great speeds. Jake was still hitting the ball with his head, when one of the lights flew into his hand.

"Ouch," he said taking a few steps back and making the ball fall down and rolled out of his view. "What the heck just happen? And what's this?" he asked looking at the strange thing in his hand. It was a small rectangular that was an inch wide. There was a small dark gray screen with three little white buttons on the bottom of it. The rest of the device was a red color. Jake turned it around a few times to get a better look at what it was. Not too far from him, Emily had just gotten the same weird thing in her hand as well. Except it was a yellow color.

"I like the color, it seems really like me," she began holding the device up to the sky, "But what is it?" Kenta was about to walk back to his dojo, when another devices was caught in his hands as well. This one was a dark blue color. He glade at it and said,

"I'm too old to be playing with toys. Really, am I a child or something?" He wanted to toss it in the trash, but something in his mind told his not to get rid of it.

"I have seen many freaky and unusual things in my life," Iris began looking at her purple device, "But this coming out of nowhere has to be the strangest thing of all!"

Nate was looking around the place and at the people that were peacefully walking by him. He had a light green device clutch in his hand. He looked at the people walking by him. Then he held up the device and said,

"Did someone lose this thing?" May was quickly one handed typing on her lap top with an orange device in her other hand.

"Where did this thing came from? Who sent it? And why can't I find it on my computer?" she asked as she continued to type. The devices were not the only strange thing that was happening. As soon as the devices were in their hands, they began to float up to the sky. When this was happening, Nate was quickly trying to swim down to the ground yelling,

"I don't like this! I want to go down on the ground, PLEASE!" Yet no one heard him yelling. To them, he was invisible. He soon was breaking down into little pieces and disappearing.

"I knew I should have worn a skirt today!" Emily cried out as she put her hand down to cover her skirt as she was floating and disappearing. May was still typing as she was floating up to the sky.

"I feel light all of a sudden," she said as she disappeared. Kenta was looking up at the sky above as he was floating.

"I'm I going to heaven?" he asked himself as he too disappeared.

"I take that back," Iris said as she was in mid air, "THIS IS THE STRANGEST THING TO HAPPEN TO ME!" She soon disappeared like the others. Jake was the last one to float up to the sky. He looked down at Neonburgh, then out the clouds above.

"This," he said as he began to disappear, "Is awesome!" With that, the 6 children were gone.