Chapter 1
Finalmon!
Digimon were now very common around the world, and almost everyone had a digimon for a pet, but digimon weren't supposed to be pets. People spoil their digimon, and they cannot do what digimon are supposed to... fight.
"Stupid homework..." Ashley growled, while trying to work out an algebra problem. " AHA! I finished the LAST problem!!" She said, closing her math book, and throwing it on the floor.
"Ashley!!" Her mom Called, "Dinner is ready!!" "Dinner!!!" Ashley ran to the kitchen, and started eating her Pasta. "How was school?" "It was fine." "Any homework?" "No.. I finished my math." "Amy called, she said to meet her at the park..." "She did?" "Yeah..." Ashley put her dishes away, and ran outside.
The park was big, green, and smelled of freshly cut grass. Children ran around, hurting each other, laughing, and having a great time. Ashley noticed Amy was hidden behind a tall fence, and seemed to be talking to something...
"Uhh... hi Amy," Ashley yelled, running up to her "Who's with you-" Right next to Amy was a blue wolf-like creature. "Ashley, this is my digimon partner, Finalmon." "Nice to meet you...Finalmon..." "This is Ashley?" Finalmon asked.
After hours of talking, Ashley found out Finalmon was a 'Digimon', and was called 'The only one of its kind'. Finalmon was very kind, and was very powerful.
"So, Amy, how come you got a Digimon?" "Dunno… probably cause I was chosen!" "Chosen? WOW! You're lucky. I mostly see Agumon and Gabumon with tamers..." "Me too. I must be the luckiest girl alive!" Finalmon watched Amy and Ashley talking, showing great interest. "Ashley, you sure know a lot 'bout Digimon" Finalmon said. "Well, I do. I love studying Digimon." Ashley said. Finalmon's ears perked up, and turned to look at a boy with his Agumon.
"What are YOU staring at?" The boy hissed, and his Agumon gave Finalmon a nervous look. "N-n-never mind my owner... He's a little upset..." "AGUMON!!" The boy growled, raising his fists, " I told you NOT to tell anyone..." "I didn't tell them why you were mad..." Agumon looked very hurt, his eyes shined as if they were ready to leak tears, he was trembling furiously, and he has a bandaged cut on his left arm. The boy, who looked as if he was beaten, had scruffy hair, a blue T-shirt, and jeans.
"Do you need help?" Ashley asked, offering her hand to lift him up. "No. I'm FINE!" The boy growled. "You look like you need some help..." Amy said, her eyes looking at his bruised eye. "No. I'm fine..." He said once again, but he stood up, "Some kids were beating Agumon and me up... they said I was a weak tamer..." Ashley helped him up, and so did Amy. "Thanks… c'mon, Agumon... Let's go home..." The boy picked up Agumon, and began walking home, slowly.