Digimon Tamers Anew
By: AguJax
A/N: I apologize for my absence but I'm back now and should be able to update on a regular basis. I've had to pull my old work on this story due to serious grammar mistakes as well as a few other misc. edits. For those of you who haven't checked out my profile page, this story is set to be the first in a series of 5 stories. I hope you enjoy this story as well as the other four when I publish them.
Set basically in the season three era but in America and (for now) there is no planned crossing between these characters and the characters of the 3rd TV series. All of the tamers are OC's and the blue cards are gone, replaced by two new cards, however one of them will be similar to it. 'Single' quotes mark thoughts, and "double" quotes mark speech.
Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon, the digivices, or the Digital World. I do own the OC's, the plot, and the two new cards. (P.S. I also don't own Mountain Dew, Wal-Mart, Nintendo DS lite, gameboy, or the gameboy e-reader)
Chapter 1: Card Glitch
'Thank God for the weekend,' Zack thought as he leaned back on his family's couch playing the newest Digimon game. It had come out on the DS lite and had this special attachment that was similar to the old gameboy advance e-readers. It plugged into the gameboy game backwards compatibility port, and was used to scan Digimon cards to help your Digimon battle in game. Zack had just gotten it yesterday and had been playing non-stop.
Despite the fact that he had been playing for almost twelve hours straight, Zack still wasn't even half way through it yet. It's not that he was going slowly, no, he was actually flying through the game at a rapid pace. The newest addition to the Digimon game series was really long, and Zack loved every second of it.
The teenaged boy's mother decided to choose that moment to walk in and scold him for not having gone to bed since they bought that game; "Zackary Octin Lathon! Do you realize what time it is?" Zack flinched at the sound of his full name.
"Uh… seven in the morning?" He asked with an uneasy chuckle.
"Try ten," His mother replied disapprovingly.
"Oh…" Zack tried to think fast to get out of his situation, but the truth was that he was terrible at lying. He lacked the confidence to make the story believable.
" 'Oh' he says," his mom says as she turns and heads out of the room. "Take a nap and later I'll take you out to get more cards for that silly game of yours," she said over her shoulder before shaking her head and mumbling away about something. Zack perked up at the thought of new cards and immediately saved and turned off his game. Standing, Zack stretched and moved in the direction of his bedroom.
After a nap that lasted a good six hours, Zack sprung out of bed and threw on clean clothes before tearing out of his room at a speed that only a squirrel on Mountain Dew could match. Speeding past his mother, Zack raced to the front door, threw on his shoes, and ran right out into the front yard toward his mother's car. Getting there, Zack realized he forgot something very important. His mother.
Wheeling around, Zack ran right back into the house and stood beside the door. "I wondered where you were going," his mom teased as she put her shoes on and grabbed her purse. Turning to her son, she eyed what he was wearing. What she saw was what he always wore, a pair of jeans, and a black t-shirt. Had he passed anyone on the street, no one would pay him any mind. Except for his hair. The dark tangled mass on his head stuck out in every direction but down and at times seemed to have a mind of its own. The boy's bright green eyes made the look all the more… interesting.
"You know, I really wish that you'd start wearing something other than black. Maybe a red," his mother complained at the sight of his usual attire. "And can't you do something about your hair?"
"Ma, you know nothing ever works on it. And I like the color black," Zack responded with a roll of his eyes.
"I know, I know. But with the amount of black that you wear you'd think that you were mourning someone."
"Yeah, yeah. Let's go! I need new cards!" Zack said before he dashed outside. His mom laughed as she locked and closed the door.
The five-minute drive to the nearest Wal-Mart was agonizingly long compared to the other times they drove there.
"How much longer?" Zack complained with a groan.
"We've only just left," his mother responded patiently, "Look, you can still see the drive way from here."
Turning in his seat, as the passenger side mirror had been knocked off years ago, Zack looked back to see that he could indeed see the house from the stop sign they were sitting at. Groaning, he turned back around and faced forward, resigning himself to a long car ride.
Pulling into the Wal-mart parking lot, something Zack thought he would never see, he flung off his seat belt, opened the car door, and bolted toward the store before the car's gear shift had been moved into the "park" position; earning him a shout from his mother.
As soon as he made it into the building, Zack rushed to the card section to start browsing through the large selection.
'There are so many to choose from,' Zack thought as he failed to notice Another boy walking up. He had chosen his pack. It was titled the "Victory Pack" and on the front was an epic picture of VictoryGreymon holding that large sword of his.
"Ah!" the boy exclaimed as he saw the Victory Pack, causing Zack to jump and drop the pack of cards he was holding, "You found the Victory Pack."
"The Victory Pack?" Zack asked as he picked it up off the ground.
"It's a really rare pack of cards that, if a store gets any, they hide the pack in with the others so it's hard to find," the boy answered, "I've been looking for one for weeks now."
"Here," Zack said as he offered the pack to the boy, "you take it."
"No," the boy replied, "I'll find my own. That pack is yours." The boy grabbed another pack of cards and turned to leave.
"Thank you," Zack called after him.
"Don't mention it," he called back before turning and exiting the aisle.
"Did you find anything interesting?" Zack's mom asked as he was, once again, startled.
"GA! Can you people PLEASE stop doing that?" Zack exclaimed in surprise.
"O.K…" his mother said in confusion, "Again, anything interesting?"
"Yeah," Zack responded, "this really rare pack called the 'Victory Pack'. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Sure, now we still have to do some shopping while we're here," she said before turning toward the rest of the store.
Zack groaned at his mom's statement; 'This is going to take forever…'
The car pulled into their driveway and Zack was once again flying out of the car and toward the house. 'Good thing that Ma didn't find anything that she liked or I'd have to help her bring things…'
"OOF!" Zack grunted as he slammed full force against the front door and then onto the ground. Zack's mother walked over and stood above his fallen form;
"You know, it helps if the door is unlocked," she said with a laugh. Zack just groaned as she stepped over him and entered the house (after unlocking it of course). He then sat up and followed his mother into the house before promptly sitting on the couch and gently opening his new cards, hoping to save the packaging.
Sliding the cards out of the now open pack, he sifted through them absorbing what they did and what their descriptions were. As he cycled through the cards, Zack's eyes kept getting wider and wider. 'These are really good cards!' he thought before saying out loud, "I've got to start using these." Five minutes later he had already used nineteen of his twenty new cards. But the problem was, number twenty was missing.
"Where is it?" Zack questioned aloud as he searched the floor, the entire coffee table, through his other cards again, and even in between the couch cushions. Finally, having looked everywhere else, Zack searched inside the card pack. Sure enough, the last place he looked, Zack saw the card sitting inside the thought empty card pack. Pulling the card out, Zack saw that it wasn't anything like the other cards. It was a card with two colors on it, gold on the left side of the card and blue on the right. A white line stretched across the card horizontally and on the center of this white line was a yellow D that was made of squares. Coming out of the D was a dinosaur made of similar yellow squares. On the far left side of the card was a black strip, just like the others. 'That's the only thing that is like the other cards,' Zack thought as he examined the card.
"Well, the kid did say that there were rare cards in the pack," Zack said as he decided to scan the card. Swiping it across the reader in the bottom of his DS lite, Zack waited patiently for the results of the scan.
On the screen, it showed that it was still reading, before the screen went black. Then, white numbers rose across the screens, starting with the touch screen. Zack watched in horror as the numbers filled the top screen.
"What?" he exclaimed in shock. 'Why is there binary code all over my screen? Is this supposed to happen?' Zack thought to himself. 'What have I done…?'