Usual Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, as much as I'd like to.
Digimon: Invasion
A fanfic by: Bret Johansson
Chapter 1: The Invasion Begins
"Mr. Hanson, there's no sleeping in class!"
"Screw you! Well, that's what I always wanted to say anyway."
"Well, you're not gonna get a chance now. No more school!"
"Here's to graduation!"
"Hell yeah!"
Jack Hanson and his best friend, Drew Blakner, were relaxing in Jack's apartment, celebrating their graduation from High School yesterday. A pizza box, empty save a few pieces of dry crust, lay between them. It was the cleanest thing there. Dirty clothes and random junk littered the floor. They had cleared out a space, and were leaning back against the furniture. A large three-liter of Mountain Dew, half-gone, sat between them.
"So, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?" Drew asked.
"Tomorrow, we exercise our new-found freedom. I plan to head to the arcade and spend a few hours there. Then there's the party over at Lisa Rone's house. It oughta be fun."
"Lisa Rone? The best-looking girl in school? She invited you over to a party at her house?" Drew's jaw dropped to the ground. His buddy, one of the biggest screw-ups in the school got an invite to a good party. He couldn't believe his ears.
"You better believe it, buddy. I got an in. My sister's like her best friend. I'm gonna go there and get my groove on."
"Which groove would that be? The one in your head?"
"Very funny, I'll have you know."
Just then, his cell phone began to go off. He gave the machine a dirty look, but it continued to ring.
"Why would someone call my cell? They know I'm at home. I'll give them a piece of my mind, wasting my money like this." Jack glanced at the caller ID. "Never seen the number before." He stabbed the talk button and opened his mouth to tell the caller off. A loud burst of static came from the speaker.
"Ahh! Holy.!"
He flung the cell phone away, the static still clearly audible even from across the room. The LCD screen on the front of it began to glow wildly.
"What the hell is going on?" Drew asked, screaming, trying to overcome the loud static from the phone. The light intensified to blinding proportions, forcing Drew and Jack to shield their eyes. Slowly the glare faded, and the racket died down, but Jack could swear he could still hear the fizzle of the static and see the radiance. Silence hung in the air for a few seconds, before it was replaced by the warning tone that signified an off-the-hook phone.
"I've never seen anything like that before." Jack slowly made his way back to his cell phone and picked it up. He pressed the talk button, and began to turn it over in his hands, looking for signs of damage.
"Look at it this way," Drew said with a grin. "At least you won't be charged anything for that." The grin left his mouth, and with an angry squawk, he dodged the pizza crust Jack chucked at his head.
"You should be a comedian. Hmm? What's this? There's a new speed dial setting." Jack brought up the menu, checking the number. "Hey, it's the same number that came up before." He pressed the speed dial button, and something came up on the screen.
"What is that?" Drew asked, looking over Jack's shoulder.
There, right in the middle of the LCD screen, was a blob, formed from pixels. It pulsated slightly.
"It kind of looks like." Jack gasped, "an egg!"
Digimon: Invasion
A fanfic by: Bret Johansson
Chapter 1: The Invasion Begins
"Mr. Hanson, there's no sleeping in class!"
"Screw you! Well, that's what I always wanted to say anyway."
"Well, you're not gonna get a chance now. No more school!"
"Here's to graduation!"
"Hell yeah!"
Jack Hanson and his best friend, Drew Blakner, were relaxing in Jack's apartment, celebrating their graduation from High School yesterday. A pizza box, empty save a few pieces of dry crust, lay between them. It was the cleanest thing there. Dirty clothes and random junk littered the floor. They had cleared out a space, and were leaning back against the furniture. A large three-liter of Mountain Dew, half-gone, sat between them.
"So, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?" Drew asked.
"Tomorrow, we exercise our new-found freedom. I plan to head to the arcade and spend a few hours there. Then there's the party over at Lisa Rone's house. It oughta be fun."
"Lisa Rone? The best-looking girl in school? She invited you over to a party at her house?" Drew's jaw dropped to the ground. His buddy, one of the biggest screw-ups in the school got an invite to a good party. He couldn't believe his ears.
"You better believe it, buddy. I got an in. My sister's like her best friend. I'm gonna go there and get my groove on."
"Which groove would that be? The one in your head?"
"Very funny, I'll have you know."
Just then, his cell phone began to go off. He gave the machine a dirty look, but it continued to ring.
"Why would someone call my cell? They know I'm at home. I'll give them a piece of my mind, wasting my money like this." Jack glanced at the caller ID. "Never seen the number before." He stabbed the talk button and opened his mouth to tell the caller off. A loud burst of static came from the speaker.
"Ahh! Holy.!"
He flung the cell phone away, the static still clearly audible even from across the room. The LCD screen on the front of it began to glow wildly.
"What the hell is going on?" Drew asked, screaming, trying to overcome the loud static from the phone. The light intensified to blinding proportions, forcing Drew and Jack to shield their eyes. Slowly the glare faded, and the racket died down, but Jack could swear he could still hear the fizzle of the static and see the radiance. Silence hung in the air for a few seconds, before it was replaced by the warning tone that signified an off-the-hook phone.
"I've never seen anything like that before." Jack slowly made his way back to his cell phone and picked it up. He pressed the talk button, and began to turn it over in his hands, looking for signs of damage.
"Look at it this way," Drew said with a grin. "At least you won't be charged anything for that." The grin left his mouth, and with an angry squawk, he dodged the pizza crust Jack chucked at his head.
"You should be a comedian. Hmm? What's this? There's a new speed dial setting." Jack brought up the menu, checking the number. "Hey, it's the same number that came up before." He pressed the speed dial button, and something came up on the screen.
"What is that?" Drew asked, looking over Jack's shoulder.
There, right in the middle of the LCD screen, was a blob, formed from pixels. It pulsated slightly.
"It kind of looks like." Jack gasped, "an egg!"
