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Disclaimer- I do NOT own Digimon. If I owned Digimon, I would be extremely rich, and wouldn't have to go to school because I could talk in Japanese! I could then make everything Takari and Taiora and Mimato and Daiyako and that would leave Ken for me… Hmm… Maybe I'll keep this out of my fic…
MarikaQ: Ole, Chicos y Chiquitas!
Davis: Stop talking in Spanish… It hurts my head!
MarikaQ: What do you know anyway?
Davis: A lot more than the readers, obviously, if you're not going to tell them this is actually a re-make of the original.
MarikaQ: Shh! They're supposed to think I'm brilliant! Besides, you're IN the fic. What are you doing here?
Davis: ::sweatdrops:: Umm, I just followed you. You're the new character… right?
MarikaQ: NO YOU IDIOT! There is no self-insertion in this fic! Now get back in the story!
Davis: ::grumbling:: alright…
MarikaQ: Phew! ::wipes face on sleeve:: Ok, I now that this fic has some problems…, Yolei is not in the same grade as TK, Kari, and Davis…but I liked the dialogue so much, I couldn't change it… As Davis said, this is the second time around for this fic, because the first one sucked. Really.
Okay. ::sigh:: Here goes…
CHAPTER 1
(Tokyo International Airport- 6:00 AM)
A large jetliner pulled into the gate, droning as it pulled into the terminal. As the passengers reached the baggage claim, small children squealing and adults chatting, a tall girl about 13 pulled off her hat, and stared out the door at the dripping weather. Her hand automatically went to push back her blonde hair behind her ears, revealing wide blue eyes. No one could hear the thoughts running through her mind; "Why am I here? Is it too late to turn around? They certainly can't be that different." With a sigh, she turned around to claim her two black bags and walked out the large automatic doors into the rain.
(Odaiba Junior High School- 7:00 PM)
"Whew!" Stated Yolei as she materialized out of the computer along with the rest of the team.
"Ow! Demiveemon, get off my foot!" Yelped Davis, managing to elbow Ken and still look like a complete idiot.
"Oof," chorused Kari and TK, as the overbalanced Ken slammed into both of them.
Everyone collapsed into a big heap on the floor, with Izzy laughing at them from a computer chair.
Izzy controlled himself. Turning to Cody, TK, Ken and Kari, "Hey, while you guys were in the digital world, I've been getting E-mails from Gennai. Did you know he's got a new computer?"
Yolei, obviously not interested in the conversation, turned to Davis. "Hey Davis, guess what?"
"Anyway, he said that there was a new Digidestined showing up in our part of the world soon."
"What?" Davis really didn't care, but he put on a face anyway for Yolei.
"Yep, he said we'd need the help."
"We're getting a transfer student. I heard Mr. Nakamoto talking about it to the secretary."
"How cryptic is that?" voiced Ken.
"I wonder if he's good at soccer." Davis had a three-track mind: food, girls, and soccer, not necessarily in that order.
"That's not the least of it. He also said, 'It doesn't matter what's on the outside, but what you're made of.'"
Yolei rolled her eyes. "Don't you think about anything else? Wait, don't answer that- that would assume that you actually think." She turned around, avoiding a glare from Davis. He had long learned that to argue with her was to get your head bitten off.
"Weird." TK voiced the opinion of the group.
Kari asked, "So, how do we get to meet him?"
"The new digidestined is enrolled in our school, and should arrive tomorrow."
"Whoa! That is so totally awesome!" shrieked Yolei. "I wonder if he's cute… will he like me?" She fazed off into her own little world.
Cody looked at his watch. "I have to go, guys. I'll be late for Kendo."
"I guess we'll all see each other tomorrow, same time."
"Yeah Ken! Bye!" The group said, as they all parted ways.
(Somewhere in the Digital World)
The Floramon searched through the forest, looking for a certain mushroom that would go well in her soup.
"La la la la…" She heard a rustle in the leaves nearby that made her stop. "Oh, Gotsumon, so glad you decided to help."
No answer greeted her statement.
The Floramon turned. "Enough. Either help or go home."
There was no warning as a willowy figure stepped up behind her, hands hovering around the surprised Digimon's head.
Suddenly the clearing filled with a silver light, emanating from between the fingers, for they were unmistakably fingers, of the tall, multicolored, featureless thing that stood behind the captive Digimon.
The Floramon's cry filled the clearing, dwarfing out the unspoken whisper of, "Soul Siphon!"
The Floramon's basket dropped to the forest floor, rolling until it hit a tree root.
(TK's Apartment 8:30 PM)
"Hey Matt."
"Hello? Who's this?"
"Uh, the only person stupid enough to call you on your cell phone during a band rehearsal."
"Oh, hi TK. Don't worry, we were on break. The song just isn't working."
"I told them to hire a new singer, but would they listen?"
"Oh, shut up. Did you just call to bomb me out, cause if you did, I'll hang up and go back to doing nothing."
"No, there's something else." TK, telling Matt the whole story, sounded worried.
After a pondering silence… "Hmm. A new Digidestined. That just means you guys haven't saved the world properly yet."
"Matt! Seriously."
"Well, if Gennai thinks that you need more help, then either something new is coming to whup you guys bad, and he's really good, or you guys are the only ones that can handle him."
From the background, sounds of guitars strumming echoed through the telephone. "Sorry TK- got to go."
"Okay, bye." TK thoughtfully put down the phone, obviously thinking. Another Digidestined. Where did he come from? Why is he here?
(Kari's apartment 8:30 PM)
Kari, flopped over her beanbag chair, sucked a lollipop.
"Gatomon," she asked of her Digimon, who sat on the floor brushing her tail, "Why do you think there's a new digidestined coming?"
"I'm not sure," Gatomon replied, "but if Gennai thinks we need him, or he needs us, then we might as well make him feel welcome."
"Ungh," mumbled Kari, uncertain. To herself she thought, 'I don't know if I want another digidestined. I like our team how it is. Why couldn't he just stay where he was?
No. That's not fair. He has just as much right to be here as I do, or Davis does. I'll give him a chance.'
MarikaQ: Ah. Much better.
Ken: BETTER? It's just as pitiful as the original!
MarikaQ: Meanie! ::sticks tongue out at Ken::