'It's definitely been weird. I was walking to school when something dropped in front of me. I picked it up, and next thing I knew, I was in some strange place, stuck up a tree! As if things weren't bad enough, the branch I was on broke and I fell. Apparently I was saved by a boy named Tristan. He and another girl, Rachelle, also came here because of devices that fell from the sky. We met a man called Jenai. He took us to a place called Primary Village, where we got strange creatures called Digimon. Jenai calls us 'Digi-Elementalists'. If I remember my myths right, that would mean a person who can use the elements. I wonder if we'll ever get home.'
"So, there's supposed to be more of us?" Rachelle asked.
"Yes, in fact there's eight of you in total." Jenai replied.
"Cool. And they're here already?" Layla said.
"Yes, they're waiting at my home. You three were the last to arrive, in fact. They've been here for a day."
A few minutes later, the group came in sight of a large lake. Jenai gestured, and the shining water parted to reveal a stairway leading to a pleasant house. The group trooped down the stairs, and Jenai opened the door for them. Directly inside was a small kitchen, and a petite girl was trying to cook something. She was obviously getting frustrated, because she slammed the pot down and whirled. She stopped in surprise as she saw them, and her grey eyes widened. She had long, auburn hair and an innocent-looking face, and she was dressed in black bellbottoms and a navy blue tank top. There were a few faint bruises on her cheek and newer bruises on her arms.
"Hello, Jenai. I'm guessing you're the other three Digi-Elementalists." She said, turning to the small group. "My name is Alexis Ranal, and this is my Digimon Bouldermon." Bouldermon looked like a rock with a pointed head, heavily muscled arms, and short legs. He was grey and black with purple eyes.
"Hi. I'm Tristan Kiel, this is Layla Aisel and Rachelle Tremain. My Digimon is Blazemon, Layla's is Boltmon, and Rachelle's is Waterfallmon." Tristan replied. Layla smiled and Rachelle nodded.
"Why don't you go find the others?" Jenai said to Layla, Rachelle, Tristan and their Digimon. As they walked out, they could hear Alexis complaining about how bad the kitchen was.
Walking into another room, they saw a girl asleep on the couch while another boy read. The girl looked very young; she was incredibly thin and waif-like. Jet-black hair contrasted sharply with a pale face, and she had long eyelashes. Her small face had a gaunt look, with high cheekbones. She was wearing baggy jeans which hung loosely and a large sweater.
"Hello, I'm Michael Rale. And you are?" The boy asked, seeing them standing in the doorway.
"Rachelle, Layla and Tristan." Rachelle replied.
"Don't forget me! I'm Blazemon!"
"Waterfallmon and Boltmon." Waterfallmon put in.
"I'm Icemon." The Digimon stepped out from behind the chair Michael was sitting in. He looked like a snowball with shaggy white fur and blue eyes. His long, muscled arms and legs were blue.
"Oh, hi. I guess I fell asleep and didn't hear you come in." The girl on the couch was awake. She had huge violet eyes, which looked even bigger in her thin face. "My name is Micaela Rale. This is Spookmon." Spookmon floated above Micaela's head, her wispy tail trailing behind her. Her eyes were almost the same as Micaela's, and she was almost transparent.
"It's about time you guys got here. I thought we would have to wait forever." The loud voice came from behind them. A tall, muscled young man stood behind them, his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. The Digimon beside him had a bored look in his white flecked blue eyes. He had small blue wings, a small head and a thick body. He was blue all over, and he had little white and gray clouds on him. The young man had blond-streaked, short brown hair and icy black eyes. His green shorts and tank top fit him well.
"Shut up, Derek. It's not their fault." Micaela said calmly. To the newcomer's surprise, Derek shut his mouth.
"Ignore Derek, he's always like that. His Digimon, Cloudmon, suits him well. They're both muscle-bound morons." Spookmon put in. Cloudmon glared at the ghost Digimon.
"Come down here, and I'll show you muscle!" he yelled.
"Hey, y'all. I'm glad you're here." Another youth stood behind Derek. He was lean, with soft, dreamy green eyes, a vulnerable air, and pale blond hair. He was dressed in jeans, boots, cowboy hat, and a leather jacket.
"Hey Darien, hey Terramon." Michael greeted the boy and the Digimon behind him. The Digimon was round, with long legs, and brownish green eyes. It's body was mainly blue, with green, brown and some white splotches on him.
"Well, I'm glad you've all met each other." Jenai interrupted them. He and Alexis walked into the room and settled themselves on chairs.
"Why are we here?" Layla asked immediately.
"You're here because the Digital World needs you to defeat an evil presence here. They are a group of Digimon who call themselves Digi-Warriors. Despite their name, however, these Digimon will stop at nothing to get their way. They are planning on taking over the Digital World, and only you can stop them. This is because you are the Digi-Elementalists. You must leave, today, and search for your Crests. These Crests will help you defeat the Digi-Warriors, by giving you your true powers. But be warned. That which may appear to be good may harbor a heart of evil. Be careful, and always trust each other and your Digimon."
"But, Jenai, how will we know our Crests?" Alexis asked.
"Your Digivices will start to beep and grow warm. I will tell you of your powers, and know that you will find the Crests near a symbol of your power. Alexis, yours is Stone. Layla, Storm. Tristan, Fire. Darien's is Earth, Derek's is Air, Rachelle's is Water, Micaela's is Spirit, and Michael's is Cold. Hurry, you must find them soon, or it will be too late." Jenai waved his hand and the group found themselves at the edge of the lake.
"Well, now what?" Derek grumbled. "Stuck in the middle of nowhere, with no protection and no clue what to do."
"Hey, we'll protect you!" Spookmon protested. Derek glared at her.
"Great, we're all doomed." He snapped.
"Oh, shut up Derek!" Michael said. "C'mon guys, we might as well start off."
A/N: Not much action, I know. I promise there will be more next part!
"So, there's supposed to be more of us?" Rachelle asked.
"Yes, in fact there's eight of you in total." Jenai replied.
"Cool. And they're here already?" Layla said.
"Yes, they're waiting at my home. You three were the last to arrive, in fact. They've been here for a day."
A few minutes later, the group came in sight of a large lake. Jenai gestured, and the shining water parted to reveal a stairway leading to a pleasant house. The group trooped down the stairs, and Jenai opened the door for them. Directly inside was a small kitchen, and a petite girl was trying to cook something. She was obviously getting frustrated, because she slammed the pot down and whirled. She stopped in surprise as she saw them, and her grey eyes widened. She had long, auburn hair and an innocent-looking face, and she was dressed in black bellbottoms and a navy blue tank top. There were a few faint bruises on her cheek and newer bruises on her arms.
"Hello, Jenai. I'm guessing you're the other three Digi-Elementalists." She said, turning to the small group. "My name is Alexis Ranal, and this is my Digimon Bouldermon." Bouldermon looked like a rock with a pointed head, heavily muscled arms, and short legs. He was grey and black with purple eyes.
"Hi. I'm Tristan Kiel, this is Layla Aisel and Rachelle Tremain. My Digimon is Blazemon, Layla's is Boltmon, and Rachelle's is Waterfallmon." Tristan replied. Layla smiled and Rachelle nodded.
"Why don't you go find the others?" Jenai said to Layla, Rachelle, Tristan and their Digimon. As they walked out, they could hear Alexis complaining about how bad the kitchen was.
Walking into another room, they saw a girl asleep on the couch while another boy read. The girl looked very young; she was incredibly thin and waif-like. Jet-black hair contrasted sharply with a pale face, and she had long eyelashes. Her small face had a gaunt look, with high cheekbones. She was wearing baggy jeans which hung loosely and a large sweater.
"Hello, I'm Michael Rale. And you are?" The boy asked, seeing them standing in the doorway.
"Rachelle, Layla and Tristan." Rachelle replied.
"Don't forget me! I'm Blazemon!"
"Waterfallmon and Boltmon." Waterfallmon put in.
"I'm Icemon." The Digimon stepped out from behind the chair Michael was sitting in. He looked like a snowball with shaggy white fur and blue eyes. His long, muscled arms and legs were blue.
"Oh, hi. I guess I fell asleep and didn't hear you come in." The girl on the couch was awake. She had huge violet eyes, which looked even bigger in her thin face. "My name is Micaela Rale. This is Spookmon." Spookmon floated above Micaela's head, her wispy tail trailing behind her. Her eyes were almost the same as Micaela's, and she was almost transparent.
"It's about time you guys got here. I thought we would have to wait forever." The loud voice came from behind them. A tall, muscled young man stood behind them, his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. The Digimon beside him had a bored look in his white flecked blue eyes. He had small blue wings, a small head and a thick body. He was blue all over, and he had little white and gray clouds on him. The young man had blond-streaked, short brown hair and icy black eyes. His green shorts and tank top fit him well.
"Shut up, Derek. It's not their fault." Micaela said calmly. To the newcomer's surprise, Derek shut his mouth.
"Ignore Derek, he's always like that. His Digimon, Cloudmon, suits him well. They're both muscle-bound morons." Spookmon put in. Cloudmon glared at the ghost Digimon.
"Come down here, and I'll show you muscle!" he yelled.
"Hey, y'all. I'm glad you're here." Another youth stood behind Derek. He was lean, with soft, dreamy green eyes, a vulnerable air, and pale blond hair. He was dressed in jeans, boots, cowboy hat, and a leather jacket.
"Hey Darien, hey Terramon." Michael greeted the boy and the Digimon behind him. The Digimon was round, with long legs, and brownish green eyes. It's body was mainly blue, with green, brown and some white splotches on him.
"Well, I'm glad you've all met each other." Jenai interrupted them. He and Alexis walked into the room and settled themselves on chairs.
"Why are we here?" Layla asked immediately.
"You're here because the Digital World needs you to defeat an evil presence here. They are a group of Digimon who call themselves Digi-Warriors. Despite their name, however, these Digimon will stop at nothing to get their way. They are planning on taking over the Digital World, and only you can stop them. This is because you are the Digi-Elementalists. You must leave, today, and search for your Crests. These Crests will help you defeat the Digi-Warriors, by giving you your true powers. But be warned. That which may appear to be good may harbor a heart of evil. Be careful, and always trust each other and your Digimon."
"But, Jenai, how will we know our Crests?" Alexis asked.
"Your Digivices will start to beep and grow warm. I will tell you of your powers, and know that you will find the Crests near a symbol of your power. Alexis, yours is Stone. Layla, Storm. Tristan, Fire. Darien's is Earth, Derek's is Air, Rachelle's is Water, Micaela's is Spirit, and Michael's is Cold. Hurry, you must find them soon, or it will be too late." Jenai waved his hand and the group found themselves at the edge of the lake.
"Well, now what?" Derek grumbled. "Stuck in the middle of nowhere, with no protection and no clue what to do."
"Hey, we'll protect you!" Spookmon protested. Derek glared at her.
"Great, we're all doomed." He snapped.
"Oh, shut up Derek!" Michael said. "C'mon guys, we might as well start off."
A/N: Not much action, I know. I promise there will be more next part!