Hey, Yolei here

This is a prologue-type-thing. It is, probably, the only part that will be written in first person, with the possible exception of a possible epilogue. (Wow, I'm vague) The first chapter should be out in a few. Meanwhile, well, sit back and enjoy! My first digi fic J

I own it! Wait… no I don't… that was only a dream ::Sighs tragically::

Hey, Yolei here.

And this is my story.

Okay, technically that's not true. This story isn't just about me, it's about all the second digidestined, because, somehow, each of them got caught up in this crazy scheme.

But it's my story, because, after all, I was the one who started the whole thing.

But before you find out what happened, there are a few things you'll have to know first.

Firstly, as you probably know, things in the real world are a little different now. Everyone has digimon partners. The kids probably like it the most. After all, it's real life fantasy, a non-human friend whose there for you all of the time.

Some adults took it pretty badly, though. I mean, some of them see digimon as pets, or worse, as nuisances. And that causes problems.

Secondly, I'm 15 now. And I'm beginning to think about things that never really crossed my mind before. Having babies, for one. You know, having a family someday. But not just that, what I also think about is, um, the making of babies. You know, the process.

Everybody knows that boys think about that all the time when they hit puberty. However, the media conveniently forgot to tell us girls that we'd have it on our minds a bit too. There's also all this emphasis on the physical, and the emotional is kind of pushed out the window. In high school, anyway.

Maybe that's why I jumped at the chance to be involved in a play at our local community center. They we're putting on Romeo and Juliet. After all, it's supposed to be a story about some sort of higher love, a holy bond of romance that nobody could break.

Or so I was told, I hadn't read the play at that time.

So I talked to the Director, Mrs. Aihara. And, after some excellent arguing on my part, she let me be the stage manager.

What, you thought I was going to act in it? No thank you! Remember, at that time I had no idea what Shakespeare was trying to say with all those pretty words. It just had a rather nice soothing sound.

I didn't want to be alone! This was my quest, my Holy Grail. Naturally I was going to drag the digidestined in, even if they were kicking and screaming.

As it turned out, I think we all learned a lot about life and growing up. Kari. TK. Davis. Cody. Ken. Me. Especially Ken and me. Oddly, though, the play itself didn't have much to do with anything we learned.

What did have to do with it? Oh, I don't know. A faulty lighting set. A girl named Mako who needed friendship almost as badly as she needed help. An overdue copy of a never read library book.

Just to name a few.

But I'm not here to tell you everything. Go read it for yourself. We're all in it, and I bet we all have something to say.

Just remember, it's my story