Disclaimer: I do not own any Digimon Tamer's characters… wait a minute… Does anyone read these things! Whatever… Any Digimon characters that are mine will be noticed. They will be the ones with the cheesy-names. (Don't expect an update once a week, because my schedule is craziness.)

A/N: I grew up watching this show and I loved Tamers. Now I get the chance to do a fic, so if you want to flame me into the depths of hell, please don't. I've already been there and paying for duel citizenship sucks. I do appreciate the occasional reviews, so if any of you has positive comments, by all means help yourself…

DIGITAL WORLD

3 MONTHS AFTER D-REAPER ATTACK

DIGI-CORE

A small figure stood in the center of a bright light. Despite the blinding white light, he remained in shadow. A gigantic presence swirled around him, raging with energy. The figure looked around, waiting. The swirling motion stopped for a moment, then regained its centrifuge, only slower. A rumbling voice came from it.

"All programs serve their purpose… Yet you have failed… Why?"

The lone figure seemed tiny, yet it spoke with authority of a leader and a bigger might.

"My directive was to eliminate D-Reaper. My systems had been damaged. Self-error."

"Hm… And why did you fail in your self correction…?"

"I am incapable of self repair on the core programming level. Corrupted data flow."

"Have you been since repaired?"

"Affirmative."

"Then you have a new purpose…"

"Mission directive?"

"The children… the ones who defeated the D-Reaper… they require assistance. Their Digimon partners are stuck on this side. I grant you permission to all override codes as you see fit. Keep the data of the Digimon intact, and the lives of the humans under close watch. You will atone for your failure and assist them. They must survive…"

"Are they under attack?"

"All I can say is that you must take the form of a human and the abilities of a Digimon to keep the peace."

"What is my name…?"

The presence paused. The tiny figure was a powerful program, but it was a neutral command. That meant it had no name and it couldn't digivolve, but it would not need it. At the rookie level, he had the power of a fully Bio-Merged Mega Digimon. The code that made it was labeled as CHEVRON. This would be its name.

"Chevron… Go out upon the human plane and perform your duties."

"With pleasure…" The small Chevron said. The entire area was shrouded in darkness. The presence still remained, keeping its rotation moving, as it had been for as long at the digital world had functioned.

HUMAN WORLD

2:36:08 AM

The street was quiet and desolate. A few building s were still lit up, either by late sleepers or early risers. A car rushed away in the distance. The gentle breeze tickled the leaves of an old tree. The park on one side of the road was perfectly quiet. The streetlamps were casting brilliance upon the asphalt and cement.

Lightning struck over the park. The blast hacked through a tree, leaving a smoking hole. A swirling black and purple mass was forming in the sky. A hole opened inside the disruption, sending beams of light out. A figure exploded out and tore through the air. It hit the ground, but maintained its speed as it splintered two park benches and went through the brick boundary wall. The impact sounded like a thunderclap, making several car alarms activate. The disruption closed. The figure lay in a crater about the size of a car in the ruined remains of the north wall. A snaking furrow led to the point it first impacted the dirt. Steam rose off the dirt. The figure rose.

It was a human, or what could pass as one. The newly risen Chevron stood at full reach. The being had messy black hair, which hung down in spikes, some sticking out at the top. A black earring hung from one ear. His eyes were covered in black sunglasses. A dark trench coat hung from his shoulders, a red shirt and jeans underneath. Boots with steel plates gripped his feet. The boy couldn't have been older than 16.

Chevron turned and eyed the streets. When he saw the crater he left, he pulled the glasses off and whistled. Silvery-blue eyes were revealed.

"Damn… I didn't expect this…"

He looked up at the stars and gazed at them, longing to be formed with wings. The Digimon blinked and lifted a hand to the sky. He had to start the process by alerting some certain humans first.

"LIGHT BREAKER!"

A beam of energy rocketed into the air, towards the stars. Chevron collapsed on the ground, still getting used to his limitations. Hacking one's way between the DIGI and Reality barriers was a lot of energy used. Firing that beacon left him next to empty. He hobbled over to a tree and fell behind it, longing for sleep and food. But he would have to wait. Wait for his trigger…

"Come on, gate keepers… Shoot the starting gun…" Chevron whispered as fatigue took over. He now had to deal with the limitations of a Digimon and a human. He eased off into a calm sleep, his autonomous defenses kicking in. His feet disappeared, followed by his legs, his torso and finally his head. The invisible Digimon enjoyed the first rest he had ever had.

Closer than he thought, the sensor net of Hypnos flared red.

A/N: I hope my first Digi-fic is up to snuff...