Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Digimon. And um...this story really sucks okay so please don't flame me.
Chapter 2:
Max woke up to a sunny Saturday morning. After a quick point, she was dressed in a white sleeveless shirt, denim cargo pants and brown Doc Martens. She ran downstairs and pointed a cheese bagel into her mouth.
"Yo, Max," her brother said, winding himself on Max's ankles. "Please, please, please point me up some sushi." He glared at her with his golden eyes that said or else.
"Aren't you watching your weight?" Mr. Adams asked, snapping up from his newspaper.
"Well, I blink at it occasionally but more or less, I pig out." The cat answered, nonchalantly.
Max pointed a black beret on her head and her art supplies (a sketchbook, a few pencils, an eraser and colored pencils) into a black leather backpack. Then she pointed a plate of sushi in Shawn's direction. "Don't blame me the next time you weigh yourself." She called, watching her brother attack the raw fish.
"Where are you going?" Mr. Adams asked.
"I'm going to the park to sketch," Max answered, pulling on a brown trench coat. "Provided that I can actually find it. Sayonara, Otoosan!"
She went out the door and walked down the street, trying to search her memory. We passed a park on the way here, she thought. Now if I can only remember where it is.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
She jumped and turned to see Yamato and Taichi with a boy and a girl. "Oh, it's only you guys." She smiled.
"Only us?" Taichi teased. "What's in your pack?"
"Oh, just a few things," she answered, nonchalantly. "Sketchpads and stuff. Where are you guys all headed?"
"Pizza," The black haired boy said.
"Seriously?" Max demanded. "There's pizza here?"
"Duh," the girl giggled. "We're not living in the Edo Era. I'm Takenouchi Sora by the way. He's Kido Jyou."
"I'm Max Adams. Pleasure to meet you." the half-witch replied. She shook their hands.
"You wanna come with us?" Yamato asked, staring at his feet. "If you're not too busy sketching of course."
"Lead on!" Max exclaimed. She grinned. Pizza sounded good.
At Neia's Pizzas, Max ordered two slices of pepperoni pizza and a soda.
"So, where'd you move from, Max?" Jyou asked, adjusting his glasses. "And why Japan?"
Max took a huge bite and hesitated. "Palo City, California. My Otoosan just wanted a change of scenery. Moreover, he wanted some inspiration. He's a novelist, you see."
"Cool," Sora exclaimed. "Demo, what about your okaasan? How did she adjust to the big move?" She stirred her soda for a few seconds.
Max bit her lip and pretended to be fascinated with the jukebox in one corner.
"Divorce, huh?" Yamato nodded knowingly. "I've been there. My otooto, Takeru lives with my okaasan across town."
"Iie," Max replied, shaking her head. "My mom died just after I was born. I never even knew her. But she and my dad loved each other very much."
"Oh," Sora blushed beet red. "Gomen nazai."
"It's justice, Sora," Max said, waving her hand dismissively. "If we're gonna be friends, we should be cool about this stuff."
As soon as she said the word justice, a ray of silver light bounced around and then landed in front of Max. It materialized into a crystal charm hanging from a silver chain. The crystal had an intricate symbol carved on it and it seemed so light.
"Whoa," Max muttered. "What's this? Do you guys know?"
Jyou polished his glasses on his shirt and stared intently at the crystal. Taichi and Yamato exchanged a knowing look.
"She's a Digi-Destined," Yamato said out of the corner of his mouth. "The Digi-Destined."
"I'll call Hikari on her cell phone," Taichi said. "Maybe they haven't left yet." He ran to the nearest phone booth.
"Digi-Destined?" Max echoed. "What are you talking about?"
"We'll explain later," Sora told her. "We just need you to stay calm."
"How can I stay calm if I don't know what this thing is?" Max demanded. "If you told me it was a bomb, I'd panic."
"They haven't left yet," Taichi told them. "They said they'll wait for us. Come on!"
Max followed the foursome and tried to sort out her thoughts. [What are they talking about?] She wondered. She put on the crystal pendant.
Jyou, Yamato, Taichi and Sora led her into the school, into the computer lab where there were five kids.
"Freeze!" Max ordered, pointing a finger. They all froze in their positions.
"What's happening to us?" The girl with pink hair wailed.
"Just a simple freezing spell," Max said. "No biggie. Besides, I was really getting tired being the only one who didn't know what's happening."
"Spell?" Yamato echoed. "Are you a witch?"
"Half-witch," she replied. "Don't forget it. Now, how about a truth spell." After thinking for a few minutes, she chanted:
Powered by a magic mountain,
Truth flows from a hanging fountain.
A small lightning bolt leaped from her finger and a small fountain showered them all with sparkling water that evaporated as soon as it touched them.
"Now, what is going on?" Max asked.
"There's actually two worlds," Taichi answered. "The real world and the Digital World which is governed by Digimon or Digital Monsters."
"Only certain kids are allowed into the Digital World," the Taichi-look-alike continued. "That's would be us and we have our own Digimon, see?" He dug a small dinosaur out of his backpack. "This is Chibimon."
"And what is this?" Max asked, holding the crystal toward them.
"We're not sure but we think that it's a Digivice, or a D3." Jyou answered. "Only if it really were, it'd look something like the thing Miyako has in her hand."
"And why are there Digi-Destined, as Yamato put it. And what does he mean by the Digi-Destined?"
"There is a Tablet of Prophecy, which says how the D.W. will be saved," the blond boy answered. "And we think that you're the one."
"Can you please unfreeze us?" The other girl pleaded. "I have to scratch."
"Done," Max pointed and reversed the freezing and the truth spell. "Now, I want your names."
"I'm Inoue Miyako,' the pink haired girl said, "and she's Yagami Hikari, Taichi's sister."
"Motomiya Daisuke," the one with goggles replied.
"Takaishi Takeru and Hida Iori, at your service," Yamato's brother said.
"I'm Max. Now let me see the Tablet."
"We don't have it," Iori said. "The Digimon Kaiser has it. Fortunately, Daisuke managed to copy it."
Miyako pressed a few buttons on the computer. "We've only been able to translate a part of it: The angel shall avenge the death of all Digimon. It's in a code, you see."
"No problem," Max said, cracking her knuckles. "Print it out and I'll use my magic to translate."
Miyako pressed a few more buttons and the printout came out. Max read it and shut her eyes while chanting.
Signs and symbols that we cannot read
Shall be translated into English
With a simple point.
"That's it?" Sora asked, wrinkling her nose. "It thought it had to rhyme."
"A spell doesn't have to be pretty," Max answered, showing them the symbols that were beginning to fade and be replaced by letters, "just precise. Sometimes it's better not to rhyme so the spell knows what you want."
Finally, the prophecy was translated.
The Chosen Ones are weary, their Digimon near death
Lo and behold, an angel descends
An angel of justice will avenge the death of all Digimon
Lest she joins the Dark
The world is destroyed
"So," Max said, slowly, "if I am the angel the prophecy refers to, then you're saying that the fate of the Digimon is in my hands?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Something like that," Daisuke replied.
"You have the wrong girl," Max told them. "I'm just a witch."
"Just come on," Yamato pleaded. "If you're not the person we want, then you won't be swept into the computer."
Max stared at her feet. "All right, then."
"Alright!" Miyako cheered. "Chosen Children, let's go!"
Immediately, they were all swept into a blue and green light.
Chapter 2:
Max woke up to a sunny Saturday morning. After a quick point, she was dressed in a white sleeveless shirt, denim cargo pants and brown Doc Martens. She ran downstairs and pointed a cheese bagel into her mouth.
"Yo, Max," her brother said, winding himself on Max's ankles. "Please, please, please point me up some sushi." He glared at her with his golden eyes that said or else.
"Aren't you watching your weight?" Mr. Adams asked, snapping up from his newspaper.
"Well, I blink at it occasionally but more or less, I pig out." The cat answered, nonchalantly.
Max pointed a black beret on her head and her art supplies (a sketchbook, a few pencils, an eraser and colored pencils) into a black leather backpack. Then she pointed a plate of sushi in Shawn's direction. "Don't blame me the next time you weigh yourself." She called, watching her brother attack the raw fish.
"Where are you going?" Mr. Adams asked.
"I'm going to the park to sketch," Max answered, pulling on a brown trench coat. "Provided that I can actually find it. Sayonara, Otoosan!"
She went out the door and walked down the street, trying to search her memory. We passed a park on the way here, she thought. Now if I can only remember where it is.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
She jumped and turned to see Yamato and Taichi with a boy and a girl. "Oh, it's only you guys." She smiled.
"Only us?" Taichi teased. "What's in your pack?"
"Oh, just a few things," she answered, nonchalantly. "Sketchpads and stuff. Where are you guys all headed?"
"Pizza," The black haired boy said.
"Seriously?" Max demanded. "There's pizza here?"
"Duh," the girl giggled. "We're not living in the Edo Era. I'm Takenouchi Sora by the way. He's Kido Jyou."
"I'm Max Adams. Pleasure to meet you." the half-witch replied. She shook their hands.
"You wanna come with us?" Yamato asked, staring at his feet. "If you're not too busy sketching of course."
"Lead on!" Max exclaimed. She grinned. Pizza sounded good.
At Neia's Pizzas, Max ordered two slices of pepperoni pizza and a soda.
"So, where'd you move from, Max?" Jyou asked, adjusting his glasses. "And why Japan?"
Max took a huge bite and hesitated. "Palo City, California. My Otoosan just wanted a change of scenery. Moreover, he wanted some inspiration. He's a novelist, you see."
"Cool," Sora exclaimed. "Demo, what about your okaasan? How did she adjust to the big move?" She stirred her soda for a few seconds.
Max bit her lip and pretended to be fascinated with the jukebox in one corner.
"Divorce, huh?" Yamato nodded knowingly. "I've been there. My otooto, Takeru lives with my okaasan across town."
"Iie," Max replied, shaking her head. "My mom died just after I was born. I never even knew her. But she and my dad loved each other very much."
"Oh," Sora blushed beet red. "Gomen nazai."
"It's justice, Sora," Max said, waving her hand dismissively. "If we're gonna be friends, we should be cool about this stuff."
As soon as she said the word justice, a ray of silver light bounced around and then landed in front of Max. It materialized into a crystal charm hanging from a silver chain. The crystal had an intricate symbol carved on it and it seemed so light.
"Whoa," Max muttered. "What's this? Do you guys know?"
Jyou polished his glasses on his shirt and stared intently at the crystal. Taichi and Yamato exchanged a knowing look.
"She's a Digi-Destined," Yamato said out of the corner of his mouth. "The Digi-Destined."
"I'll call Hikari on her cell phone," Taichi said. "Maybe they haven't left yet." He ran to the nearest phone booth.
"Digi-Destined?" Max echoed. "What are you talking about?"
"We'll explain later," Sora told her. "We just need you to stay calm."
"How can I stay calm if I don't know what this thing is?" Max demanded. "If you told me it was a bomb, I'd panic."
"They haven't left yet," Taichi told them. "They said they'll wait for us. Come on!"
Max followed the foursome and tried to sort out her thoughts. [What are they talking about?] She wondered. She put on the crystal pendant.
Jyou, Yamato, Taichi and Sora led her into the school, into the computer lab where there were five kids.
"Freeze!" Max ordered, pointing a finger. They all froze in their positions.
"What's happening to us?" The girl with pink hair wailed.
"Just a simple freezing spell," Max said. "No biggie. Besides, I was really getting tired being the only one who didn't know what's happening."
"Spell?" Yamato echoed. "Are you a witch?"
"Half-witch," she replied. "Don't forget it. Now, how about a truth spell." After thinking for a few minutes, she chanted:
Powered by a magic mountain,
Truth flows from a hanging fountain.
A small lightning bolt leaped from her finger and a small fountain showered them all with sparkling water that evaporated as soon as it touched them.
"Now, what is going on?" Max asked.
"There's actually two worlds," Taichi answered. "The real world and the Digital World which is governed by Digimon or Digital Monsters."
"Only certain kids are allowed into the Digital World," the Taichi-look-alike continued. "That's would be us and we have our own Digimon, see?" He dug a small dinosaur out of his backpack. "This is Chibimon."
"And what is this?" Max asked, holding the crystal toward them.
"We're not sure but we think that it's a Digivice, or a D3." Jyou answered. "Only if it really were, it'd look something like the thing Miyako has in her hand."
"And why are there Digi-Destined, as Yamato put it. And what does he mean by the Digi-Destined?"
"There is a Tablet of Prophecy, which says how the D.W. will be saved," the blond boy answered. "And we think that you're the one."
"Can you please unfreeze us?" The other girl pleaded. "I have to scratch."
"Done," Max pointed and reversed the freezing and the truth spell. "Now, I want your names."
"I'm Inoue Miyako,' the pink haired girl said, "and she's Yagami Hikari, Taichi's sister."
"Motomiya Daisuke," the one with goggles replied.
"Takaishi Takeru and Hida Iori, at your service," Yamato's brother said.
"I'm Max. Now let me see the Tablet."
"We don't have it," Iori said. "The Digimon Kaiser has it. Fortunately, Daisuke managed to copy it."
Miyako pressed a few buttons on the computer. "We've only been able to translate a part of it: The angel shall avenge the death of all Digimon. It's in a code, you see."
"No problem," Max said, cracking her knuckles. "Print it out and I'll use my magic to translate."
Miyako pressed a few more buttons and the printout came out. Max read it and shut her eyes while chanting.
Signs and symbols that we cannot read
Shall be translated into English
With a simple point.
"That's it?" Sora asked, wrinkling her nose. "It thought it had to rhyme."
"A spell doesn't have to be pretty," Max answered, showing them the symbols that were beginning to fade and be replaced by letters, "just precise. Sometimes it's better not to rhyme so the spell knows what you want."
Finally, the prophecy was translated.
The Chosen Ones are weary, their Digimon near death
Lo and behold, an angel descends
An angel of justice will avenge the death of all Digimon
Lest she joins the Dark
The world is destroyed
"So," Max said, slowly, "if I am the angel the prophecy refers to, then you're saying that the fate of the Digimon is in my hands?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Something like that," Daisuke replied.
"You have the wrong girl," Max told them. "I'm just a witch."
"Just come on," Yamato pleaded. "If you're not the person we want, then you won't be swept into the computer."
Max stared at her feet. "All right, then."
"Alright!" Miyako cheered. "Chosen Children, let's go!"
Immediately, they were all swept into a blue and green light.