A/N: I don't care what you say. This IS NOT a Pokemon/Digimon fic, and it's not going to follow every single little thing of Pokemon. K? Now you can flame me.

POGIMON

Takato gasped.
"No way! But aren't there any more Pogimon...?" he asked hopefully. Professer Izumi shook his head.
"I'm sorry. This happenend right after the second Pogimon was chosen. The Pogimon and trainer left, and then I was hit on the head. When I came to, the last Pogimon was gone."
Takato slumped to the ground in defeat. A police officer ran up to Professor Izumi.
"I'm sorry Professor Izumi, but we can't find anything, and we have to go."
Professor Izumi sighed.
"I see. Well, I'm sorry Takato, but," he turned to Takato, who was still slumped on the ground, "you'll have to wait untill there's two more twelve year olds."
"Um, excuse me, Izzy..." A new voice called. Takato and Professor Izumi looked at the person. It was a very short boy with a bowl-cut. Takato gasped again and rubbed his eyes to be sure he wasn't seeing things.
"Yes, that's Cody," Professor Izumi chuckled at Takato.
"Cody? Izzy?" Takato asked.
"Well, that's what I call Hida Iori, or Professor Iori as most people would say, and what he and very close friends call me. He's very bright, graduated from my class when he was seven. He takes care of the Pogimon research in the Server area."
By the time he finished talking, Professor Iori, or Cody, had ran up to them.
"I'm... Sorry... About... What... I... Heard... Got... Here... As... Fast... As... I... Could..." he panted.
"Um, isn't Server about sixty miles away?" Takato asked, very confused. Cody laughed and pointed to the hole behind him.
"I had Armadillomon digivolve to Digmon and we got here as fast as we could."
Suddenly a yellow Pogimon with drills popped out of the hole.
"Eep!" Takato squeaked and hid behind Professor Izumi, or Izzy. Izzy and Cody laughed as the Pogimon glowed and returned to it's rookie form which Takato regonized as Armadillomon, Cody's personal Pogimon. Takato suddenly felt very sheepish. Cody's face turned serious.
"So you're Takato, eh? And you're supposed to get a Pogimon today? And it was stolen?"
Takato instantly felt crummy again.
"Yes..." He mumbled. Cody turned to Izzy.
"Why don't you give Takato THAT Pogimon?"
"THAT Pogimon? But I'm not so sure about- Oh all right, it can't hurt. Takato come here," Izzy beckoned, and Takato, interested and confused, followed. Izzy and Cody lead Takato to the room where In-Training Pogimon were kept. Izzy opened the door and suddenly a pair of yellow eyes appeared and Takato was suddenly bowled over.

End Chapter Three