A/N: I don't own Digimon so don't sue me. All you'll get is a dollar and pocket lint. Also if you don't like my coupling of original tamers I'm sorry, but don't let it stop you're reading. This story is about generation 2 or tamers and generation 3 of digidestined with some incorporation of the original digidestined and tamers in later chapters. My main focus; however, is on the new groups. Well, thanks for clicking on this fic and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2: Digimon Tamers 02

Sage Akiyama shoved his goggles higher on his head using a gloved hand to brush his reddish brown hair out of his blue eyes. It felt like a hundred degrees outside and the last thing he wanted to be doing was laying stones in his grandmother's garden, but family favors didn't wait on the weather. He walked over to his water bottle and emptied its contents over his head as he took in his handy work. The stone path was almost done, but one look at his watch and Sage knew he would never finish it today. He sighed and shoved his hand into his shorts brushing his thumb across the digivice in his pocket. He had to meet his fellow tamers at 4:00 and he still didn't know how to get away.

"Sage!" Sage quickly withdrew his hand from his pocket as his grandmother popped her head out of the window. "When you're done with that could you possibly call up your mother and see if she is busy this weekend? I got a call from my agent about a potential mother daughter catalog shoot and it would be fabulous if she'd do it for me."

"Why are you having Sage call her? Why not call Rika yourself?" Sage smirked as his great grandmother's voice cut in.

His grandmother's face grew annoyed. "Because I know Rika will say no to me, but how could she say no to such a cute, helpful son?"

Sage grimaced at the use of the word cute. Sure while he wasn't buff he was still toned and tan, rather handsome, but certainly not cute. "Sorry to tell you, Grandmother, but my mother has no problem saying no to me. In fact, she says it on a daily basis."

His grandmother looked scandalized. "Whatever would she say no too?"

Sage shrugged, "Things. Usually the ones I really want."

His grandmother shook her head. "Well, we'll just have to fix that now won't we? I remember how much Rika hated it when she wasn't allowed to do something she really wanted to do. She was absolutely lived. Perhaps she is taking it out on you."

Sage again shrugged. "Maybe."

"Well, what is something you want to do that she has said no too?"

"Rika won't like you going behind her back, dear," his great grandmother's voice cut in.

"Oh posh. She'll never find out. Now, what would you like to do, Sage?" His grandmother stared at him expectantly and Sage again slid his hand into his pocket brushing his thumb across the card slot in his digivice.

"Well actually, there is one thing," he said more to himself than to his grandmother. He didn't understand why, but his parents were highly opposed to him buying digimon cards and he needed them badly. He couldn't modify Monodramon without them and with the number of digimon showing up in the real world as of late he needed them more than ever. Of course his parents knew nothing about that. How could you tell your parents you were running around with a digital monster risking your life to save the world?

"Sage, are you even listening to me?" Sage jumped as his grandmother's voice cut through his thoughts.

"What?"

His grandmother rolled her eyes. "I asked, what is this one thing?"

"Oh. Well, it's this game you see. All my friends play it and I don't have any of the stuff to play it because mother won't let me get it. It's rather embarrassing actually. I don't see why I can't play it though. It's just strategy and cards nothing dangerous." Unless of course you're a digimon tamer, but they don't need to know that.

"Oh, well I can see how that would be embarrassing. You're fourteen; your parents should understand how much not fitting in affects you. We'll certainly have to fix this. Let me go get my purse and I'll take you to get this game."

Sage's face lit up. "Really?" he asked hopefully not fully believing what he was hearing.

"Of cour-"

"Wait a moment." Sage and his grandmother glanced towards the door where his great grandmother now stood with her arms crossed. "What is this game exactly?"

"It's a card game," Sage replied feeling his gut twist.

"So I heard, but what is the name of this card game?"

"Digimon." Sage was confused to hear his grandmother gasp. "Grandma, what's wrong?"

His grandmother was now shaking her head. "You're mother is right to tell you not to play that game. It's too dangerous and I won't have my grandson playing it."

"But-"

"No buts," she cut in angrily, "Just throw away your water bottle and get home."

Sage exhaled furiously and snatched the water bottle off the porch railing tossing it in the garbage can. "Thanks a lot Great Grandmother," he hissed as he stepped around the older woman and out the front gate slamming it behind him. He knew he'd get in trouble for his attitude, but he didn't care. It just wasn't fair!

HHHHH

Sage kicked the ground in front of him angrily. He had been so close to getting the cards he needed and then his great grandmother had to go and blow it. Of course his grandmother would have gotten it when they got to the store, but perhaps he could have distracted her and just gotten the money from her. Sage sighed as he entered West Shinjuku Park intent on reaching the tamers meeting on time.

He and the other tamers had made it a weekly tradition to meet in the park on Friday and review the week's happenings while trying to figure out why things were happening and how they could stop them. Sage had been late for every meeting so far. Today's meeting would be rather dull as this was the first digimon free week they'd had since receiving their digivices.

Sage again glanced down at his watch and groaned as he saw he only had five minutes to make it to the hideout where he had first gotten his digivice. He glanced around quickly to check that no one was around before darting past the "No Pedestrians Off The Path" sign and into the trees. Taking a shortcut was the only way he was going to make it on time. Sage picked up speed expertly maneuvering around the bushes. He'd actually be on time for once!

"Ooooh. Mmmmnnnmm." Sage froze as he heard moaning to his left. That was certainly out of place. He cautiously turned towards the noise and made his way forward completely forgetting the time.

"Holy cow!" Sage gasped as he stepped out of a set of bushes. There was a girl sprawled out on the ground; her blonde hair matted in blood and her skirt torn and dirty. Her arm was twisted at an odd angle to her left, likely broken. Wow, she must have been mugged and dragged back here so no one would find her.

Sage cautiously approached the figure as she again moaned. He didn't know if the mugger was still around and didn't want to get his attention if he was. "Miss?" He knelt beside the girl brushing some hair out of her face and felt his stomach grow ill. She was just a kid. No older than him and her face was covered in tear trails made more visible by the grey powder coating her.

"Hurts."

Sage wasn't sure if it was his imagination or if the girl had really spoken until he saw her eyelids flutter and slide open. "Miss! I understand it hurts, but there is nothing I can do about it. I don't know if it's safe to move you. Let me just go get my friend, Caley, she'll be able to help you some, and my friend Cole will have a cell phone. Just hold on." Sage jumped to his feet ready to run for help when the girl again spoke.

"Blissmon."

"What?"

"Where's Blissmon?"

Sage was startled. This girl had been attacked by a digimon; so much for an uneventful week. "Umm…Miss you really need help. I'm going to get my friends now. I promise I'll be right back." With that said Sage twisted around quickly and again rushed towards the Tamers' meeting.

HHHHH

"Guys!" Sage hollered as he burst out of the trees and into the meeting.

"Don't worry slowpoke we didn't start without you," a girl with brown hair streaked with green framing her face responded casually from her position against the hideout fence. She was donning a high ponytail that only the green escaped from and was wearing a dark purple T-shirt and a denim skirt with emerald leg warmers.

"Ren! You don't understand. I would have been on time if not for-" he tried to gasp out clutching the stitch in his side.

Another girl laughed from where she sat against a tree talking to a guy. "Sage, you're never on time. We're used to it." She smiled brightly as she stood up adjusting her jeans and pulling her brown tank top down to cover her bellybutton ring. She had blonde hair that formed a bob just above her shoulders. Her companion also stood. He was tall, half a foot more than Sage and was wearing some tight fitting jeans and a black button down shirt that was rolled up to his elbows to reveal his Rolex. His dark hair was tied back in a low ponytail revealing the large diamond earring in his left ear. His sunglasses dangled from the collar of his shirt.

"Caley! Cole!" Sage panted. "I need you now. There's a girl. Mugged." He pointed behind him. "Needs help."

Caley gasped. "Did I just hear you correct? Someone's been mugged?" Sage nodded. "Well, then what are we waiting for? Take me to her now. Cole, you call for help."

"Can't," he answered coolly, "I threw my phone at the wall at school today and haven't picked a new one up yet."

Caley groaned. "Again? Oh…come on Sage take me to her." Sage nodded and grabbed the girl's hand as he dragged her back through the trees. "Ren, wait for Braden and then come find us while he gets the digimon. Come on Cole," Caley called over her shoulder as she followed her friend. Ren nodded as her three friends disappeared into the trees.

She crossed her arms in worry as she looked after them. Where is Braden? It isn't like him to be late.

HHHHH

"Braden!" Caley gasped as she stumbled through the bushes behind Sage. "What are you doing here?"

The red haired boy glanced up his green eyes full of surprise could just be seen through the hair falling in his eyes. He was donning a blue vest and white t-shirt with khaki shorts. "My exam ran late so I took a short cut. I happened to stumble upon this girl." He nodded towards the blonde whose head was now resting in his lap. "And you'll never believe it she's got a digimon like us!" The three tamers looked around and now noticed a small red dog with blue wings curled up at the girl's feet. "How did you guys know where to find me?"

"Sage here actually stumbled across her a few minutes ago and came to get us. Although he didn't say she had a digimon." The girl looked at Sage questioningly.

"I didn't know. She was by herself earlier. How'd you know it was safe to move her?"

"Actually, I didn't. She just asked me and I didn't even think about it."

"Well that certainly isn't safe," Caley admonished as she knelt by Braden. "So does she have a name?"

"I think it's Eleanor. At least that's what she said when I asked her, but she immediately passed out after answering so I don't know if she understood what I was asking." He ran a hand through her hair. "She's pretty beat up. Her arm is certainly broken and she has burns all over her. I'm thinking it was a digimon." Sage, Caley, and Cole each nodded. "So where's Ren?"

Cole snorted, "Waiting for you. I suppose I'll go get her and the digimon." That said he turned and walked back towards the meeting place.

Sage watched him go before turning back to his companions. "So what do we do?"

"Well," Braden sighed, "we can't take her to the hospital. They'll want to investigate and that may lead them to the digimon."

"But she's in horrible shape. She needs help."

"I know, that's why I'm trying to think of something. Hey, Caley?"

"Yeah?"

"Still want to be a doctor?"

The girl glanced up with wide eyes. "Yeah, but I can't possibly fix her. I've only had basic training from my cousin."

"Do you know how to set an arm?"

"Yes but-"

"Good. Set her arm so we can move her."

"But what about the burns?"

"We'll take it one step at a time," Braden answered calmly.

The blonde nodded. "Ok, but I'll need your shirt. This'll only be temporary so we can mover her. I'll have to go through my cousin's medical kit when I get home." Braden nodded and slid off his vest and t-shirt handing the latter to Caley.

"Does that mean she'll be going to your house?"

Caley sighed. "I can't take her home. My mom checks my room all the time. I'd never get away with hiding her. Perhaps Ren can take her in?"

"Not a chance," the girl replied stepping through the bushes with Cole and five digimon.

The first was a small aquatic dinosaur type digimon that was purple and yellow; Monodramon, Sage's partner. The second was a small kitten type digimon that was brown in color with a long bushy tail and a gold triangle on her forehead; Kitmon, Caley's partner. Next was Cole's partner, Koemon, a green monkey with an oversized slingshot strapped to his back. Fourth was Braden's partner, Leormon, a lion cub digimon with a tuft of orange hair on his head and a green pendant around his neck. Last was Floramon, Ren's partner.

"Why not, Ren?" Sage asked crossing his arms.

"I've never done sleepovers. My parents would be suspicious. Besides I have enough trouble hiding Floramon as it is and I can pretend he's a stuffed animal. Why don't you take her home, Sage?"

"I can't bring a girl home, what would my parents think if they found her? Yeah, that would go over well. 'Hey, Sage, what are you doing with an unconscious girl with the crap knocked out of her in your bed?'" He let out a horrified laugh. "Can you see how that would be bad?"

"Yeah Sage, I can. Look guys, she can come with me. My house is huge and my parents are always away on business trips. She can hide out in one of the guest rooms. The maid never cleans them so there shouldn't be a problem," Cole responded nonchalantly.

"You sure man?" Sage asked warily. Sure he trusted Cole as a member of the team, but he certainly didn't strike Sage as the type of person to take care of people.

"Of course. I'm sure Koemon will help keep watch on her. Won't you, boy?" He replied shoving his hands in his pockets and glancing down at the small digimon.

"As you wish, Cole." The monkey digimon replied.

Cole smirked. "Well, there you have it, Sage. Problem solved. Caley, get the girl's arm wrapped up and Koemon and I will get her home." He slid his digivice off of his belt and removed his deck from his back pocket. "Now let's see. Ah, yes, this should do it," he muttered fanning out his cards and selecting one. "Digi Modify, Digivolution Activate," he added calmly. The small monkey immediately shifted into Hookmon a captain type digimon with a hooked arm that was about three feet taller than his tamer. "Hookmon should be large enough to carry the both of us.

Caley sniffed from where she was tying off the girl's arm. "You know you shouldn't do that. You should never force a digivolution. Digimon will digivolve when they're good and ready; they don't need a prompt card."

Cole raised a brow and sneered. "You know, Caley, as lovely as that advice is I think I've got a better idea of what I'm doing than you. After all, who here is the Digimon King?"

Caley laughed bitterly as she finished the girl's arm and stood up. "Only because you gave yourself the title. Face it, Suzuki; you only won the championship because mommy and daddy funded that fancy deck of yours. With any other deck you'd be just like the million other novices snatching up cards and battling on the street corners."

"Spoken like a true loser. You know, Barbour," he hissed her last name, "envy is one of the seven deadly sins and you're sounding pretty envious right now." He turned on his heel grabbing hold of his Digimon's hooked arm. "Hookmon," he ordered, "grab the girl and let's go."

The large digimon nodded and bent down scooping the girl out of Braden's lap. "As you wish, Cole."

"Oh and, Barbour, I suggest that when you come over tomorrow to fix this girl you leave the attitude at home." His digimon turned to leap away.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" a small voice growled. The five tamers turned towards the canine digimon that had been at the girl's feet. It was now awake and making its way towards Hookmon. "Elli, and I never go anywhere without the other and it will remain that way. Show me the way, Hookmon, and I will follow." The captain type digimon looked towards his tamer for approval and getting a curt nod from Cole leaped off into the night with Blissmon hot on his tail.

"Argh! He is so infuriating! What an insufferable, spoiled brat!" The remaining tamers turned towards Caley who had her fists balled up at her sides and was glaring at the air in front of her. "He treats poor Hookmon like some sort of… of servant."

Sage sighed and put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "I know, Caley. It's wrong but there isn't anything to be done about it."

Caley shrugged his hand off. "Really," she scoffed, "why not back me up? You're the self proclaimed leader here and you know its wrong, but yet you still do nothing!"

Braden stood up. "Come on, Caley, don't take out your anger on Sage. He's doing the best he can. Besides, Cole wouldn't listen to you even if Sage backed him up so just calm down."

"Whatever, I'm going home. If I'm going to put up with the Digimon King again tomorrow I need to do more than just my hour of pre-bedtime yoga." She turned towards Kitmon, scooping the kitten type digimon into her arms before walking away into the night.

Sage exhaled slowly. "Thanks, Braden."

The red headed tamer smiled. "Anytime, man." He slid his hands into his pockets. "Don't pay attention to what Caley said. She was just steamed at Cole. She'll be apologizing by tomorrow."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Well, I'm going to get moving. Hopefully I can get home before my parents so I don't have to provide an excuse for why I'm wearing a vest with no shirt. You coming, Leoromon?" The lion cub looked up from where it had been licking its paw and pranced over to its tamer. Braden's smile grew as he bent down and scratched the digimon's ears before picking him up and following Caley's path.

Sage sighed as he looked down at Monodramon. The dinosaur digimon was nodding off against his leg and Sage smiled as he looked down at his friend and partner.

"You know I agree with her." Sage jumped at the sound of Ren's voice. He had forgotten the silent tamer was still there. He hated that about her. She had this unnerving power to blend.

"What?"

"I agree with, Caley, you don't back her up and you should."

"Well, you don't back her up," Sage retorted.

The girl crossed her arms and cocked her head to the side. "Now why on Earth would I do that? I don't agree with her."

Sage made a face. "What? But you just said that you did."

"No, I said that I agreed that you should back her up, but only because you agree with her opinion on digivolution. I personally don't see a problem with using cards to digivolve. They're useful." Ren smiled brightly. "Come on Floramon, time to go." She nodded at Sage before brushing by with her digimon in tote. "Don't stay out to late, Sage!"

"Yeah, I won't," Sage muttered to himself. Perhaps he should stay out late, going home for a lecture certainly wasn't going to be pretty.

A/N

Whew! That was much longer than the prologue. So what did you think?

You met the Digimon Tamers: (There are five)

Sage Akiyama who is partnered with Monodramon.

Ren Matsumoto who is partnered with Floramon.

Cole Suzuki who is partnered with Koemon.

Caley Barbour who is partnered with Kitmon.

Braden Ono who is partnered with Leormon.

All but, Kitmon are real digimon so you can look them up on Wikipedia.

So drop a review and tell me what you think. I've never written a digimon fic before so I'd love some feedback.