Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fic........ except the words. MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

BTW, I'd just like to apologize in advance that I'm not going to be updating soon due to the final exams that will be hitting my school in a week, sorry! And another thing, this chapter has a small amount of Davis bashing, and I really don't like to bash characters, it'll only last for this chapter, so to all you Davis haters I have to say "enjoy it while it lasts."

It all started as an ordinary day in Odaiba, an ordinary day like none other, an ordinary day more ordinary than the last. But things would take a turn for the worse once Daisuke Motomiya left school with his friends, the DigiDestined.

"And that concludes my report on how France is a big rip-off of Italy" Said Davis reading his report in class. It had been a long, boring, brain- busting day at school. And once the bell rang, a Flood of students raged off the grounds like burning monkeys.

The DigiDestined, however, had something else on their agenda. Davis had something he wanted to show to his friends and their digimon at the lunch area.

"Well, here it is!" Davis said as he excitedly pulled the remote control like device out of his Gym bag.

"You brought us outside to the lunch area for a TV remote?"

"I wasn't talkin' to you T.S. Anyway, I just got it in the mail today, it's supposed to be an inter-dimensional space-time transporter!"

"You must've given a lot of dough to some guy in an alley for that you gullible retard." Said Yolei.

"Actually, it works, I went to a parallel universe where Ernest, as in the guy from those movies exists!"

"OOH-OOH! DID YOU GET AN AUTOGRAPH? I LOVE THAT GUY!" Exclaimed Umpamon. Whom Davis sweatdropped in response to.

"YOU DIDN'T? DAMMIT!"

"Watch your language Umpamon, we're still on school grounds" Warned Cody.

As Umpamon muttered some 4-letter words under his breath, Ken just had to ask the obvious question on everyone else's mind...

"How'd you get this from a mail order catalogue?" inquired the boy genius

Davis shook his head "I'm as clueless as you are, next to an ad for this was one for a time machine, I decided to get this because it was cheaper" everyone around Davis sweat dropped.

"Why don't you give us a little demonstration so we can believe you?" said TK

"Hey, this thing runs on alkaline batteries and sucks up a lot of their energy and they ain't cheap!" said Davis

"Why don't you go for it anyway?" asked Kari knowing how Davis would react.

"YES MA'AM!" Said Davis with a salute.

"Say, could you ask Davis jump off a bridge while you're at it?" whispered Yolei to Kari.

Kari, being as caring as she is, banished thought (albeit with some difficulty) from her head.

Davis randomly pressed some buttons on the device, mistyping in the very first digit, he intended to transport himself and his friends to the future with the device......... Little did he realize that he was about to start a nightmare all over again.

Once he pressed the start button, there was no stopping it.

A swirl of pretty lights and distortion of the air slowly tore a hole in the fabric of space, becoming a suction-less vortex. Instead of a bright light, there was fog and darkness on the other side of the hole. The DD's stood their ground.

Two blue lights winked into existence on the other side of the wormhole (or whatever you'd like to call it) they became surrounded by a faintly seen shape which became more visible, but still shrouded in darkness, it seemed to form a vaguely human shape, but still it had a few features that contradicted otherwise, such as the eyes, which were the two aforementioned blue lights, as well as bladed hands and devilish horns, it also had a robe donned upon it, as it came closer to the maw, it brought the DigiDestined closer to realizing that their worst nightmare had come back from hell.......Or in this case....... The Dark Ocean.

"Now is that anyway to greet an old friend?" spoke the all to familiar figure "Wait I was your worst enemy, so never min-" he was cut off as his robe got stuck on tree branch and he tripped over himself. 'Great, my one chance to inspire them with awe and fear and I blow it!' he thought. However, this humorous occurrence failed to bring even a chuckle among the Digidestined.

"S-Sh-Sh-s-s-SHI-" Davis didn't have the will power to swear as he cowered in fear, for right before him was the only digimon that the Digidestined never truly defeated, who laughed at their pathetic efforts to fight and survive, It was almost suicide.

...Daemon had returned...

"So, do you want to die before, or after your digimon partners, which will it be?"

Davis, being the Digidestined of courage, summoned all that he had to reply.

"I'll die after I delete you!"

"I hope that wasn't supposed to scare me."

"So not the badass Davis"

"Not now nerdette"

Daemon chuckled at Davis' poor attempts to sound helluva tough. "I see you haven't changed Motomiya. Consider yourself the very first destroyed...DAEMON CORPS!"

As Davis, having depleted his courage supply curled up into a semi-fetal position waiting for the end, out of the portal came Daemon's three most powerful minions, LadyDevimon, MarineDevimon, and SkullSatamon.

"Right after I re-acquaint myself with this world."

I simultaneous "huh?" came from the DD's and their digi-partners.

"We just got out of the Dark Ocean, I want relax first and get some exercise and find a substitute for Milleniumon's power since Ichjioji's Dark Spore will probably be a bit of a hassle to get for now. In the meantime, enjoy the last few days of your meaningless lives."

With that said, the Daemon Corps. Disappeared in this cool magical sort of way, leaving the DD's awestruck at what they just saw.

"Oh, and before I go." Said Daemon as he took the inter-dimensional space- time transporter off the ground and crushed it like a dirt-clod. "That should make sure you don't send me back to where I came from."

"HEY I SPENT 4 WEEKS OF ALLOWANCE MONEY ON THAT!"

Davis angrily got up as Daemon disappeared in that really cool way (Too bad it's hard to describe, but it's cool I tell you!) and noticed his friends faces slowly shifting in his direction, changing from shock to anger in the process, if looks could kill, Davis would be having a seizure.

"Heh, well who could've seen that coming? I never expected that!" Said Davis nervously.

It wasn't long before Digidestined and Digimon alike started walking menacingly toward the embarrassed Gogglehead and ganged up on him like wolves on a sick Caribou. Even Davis' digi-partner, DemiVeemon was pissed off enough at Davis to bite him on the leg. Daemon was too powerful for Imperialdramon: Fighter mode to handle, Paladin mode might not even make a difference now.

The Digital World: Today, right now, this time.

"This isn't good" Said Azulongmon, who was in this foggy place where he meets the other three Sovereigns of the Digital World: Zhuqiaomon, Ebonwumon, and Baihumon.

(A/N: I'm using the common theory that the Azulongmon's in seasons 2 and 3 are one in the same, and that each realm, Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern, Have their own real world connected to it. Such popular and uber- cool fics that use this include "Beyond The Other Side" by Epsilon, as well as "Digimon and Pokemon: Mon Wars" and "Medabots/Digimon Tamers: Digital Fever" by AnT (The 2 greatest authors on the entire site)

"Y'know you can try to be more optimistic lad!" Said one of Ebonwumon's twin heads. "I would be more optimistic if Daemon hadn't escaped the Dark Ocean and found a new source of power for himself in the first place!" Bellowed the Holy Dragon. "It's not everyday that evil can manipulate anything not of physical origin to make itself more powerful!" "And that would be?" questioned Zhuqiaomon.

"I'm not sure, but it has something to do with fanfiction, that's all I know"

"If Imperialdramon could not handle Daemon before he harnessed this new power, then all is lost for your realm Azulongmon, I'm fairly sure that if he can convert something that has to do with fanfiction into his own power then our stepping in won't help at all" Said Baihumon.

Azulongmon shut all 4 of his eyes as he pondered his query. With the power he sensed Daemon using, it would take Milleniumon to bring him down, and since they're both evil and the former can be hard to come by. They would need someone who was helluva tough.

'Helluva tough?'

"THAT'S IT!" Thundered the holy dragon. Who immediately caught the attention of the other holy beasts.

"We're looking in the wrong place for an opponent for Daemon, if we're going to defeat him, we're going to need a human!"

The other three sovereigns looked at Azulongmon like he was insane. The only two thoughts in their heads were:

1.What the F^ck was Azulongmon smoking and

2.How much of it?

"What the F^ck are you smoking and how much of it?" echoed the phoenix digimon. "If a mega level Vaccine type digimon wasn't able to stop Daemon then what good will a pathetic human do?"

"The candidate I have chosen is not just any human, this human is so unfathomably powerful, even Milleniumon would be powerless to stop him!"

It was official, Azulongmon had snapped under the pressure...or had he?

"The human in question is a man named Laurence Tureaud, a man known better by the nickname given to him by the humans...T!"

"T...you mean MR.T!" Inquired Baihumon

"Yes."

"Never heard of him."

"This is a human who has defeated hundreds of opponents, some of which were mightier than Daemon himself, if we contact him and get him on our side, there will be a glimmer of hope for the two worlds."

"Even if this T-lad can live up to the legend, how are we gonna give 'im an ol' wake-up call?"

The real world; Los Angeles

In the world's most famous 1982 Custom GMC van, the helluva toughest man in the Multiverse: Mr.T, is driving through the streets of L.A. normally his van would be going at a speed that would make Rapidmon jealous but he feel likes takin' it easy since there ain't no crazy foo's to throw and there ain't no emergency. He is too occupied with a mission of great importance...Get his van's cargo of milk to the nearest youth center, or those kids won't grow up to have strong bones and become helluva tough!

"Damn speed limit making mah van go slow! When will those foo's at city hall learn that I'm too good a driver let a pedestrian eat my tire rubber" muttered the mohawked psycho as he mentally complained about his van being too slow when he could already be unloading the crates of milk at the youth center.

Just then, a column of light burst forth from the heavens and shot down upon the black van and slowly but surely ascended into the heavens. Sadly, despite the fact that Mr. T is helluva tough, he hates flying more than Sonic hates water.

"WHAT! NOT A THIRD TIME! NO CRAZY FOO'S MAKE MR. T FLY, WHEN I GET TO THE END OF THIS LIGHT COLUMN, THERE'LL BE HELL TO PAY AND FOO'S TO THROW!"

All Mr. T had to do there is sit back and not enjoy the ride as he and his van were beamed into the digital world.

End chapter 1

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