2004, Rural Montana
One of the papers flies towards another house in a rural fall setting. A
girl in her mid teen's steps outside. She wears a pair of blue shorts, a
red tank top, and tennis shoes. Her straight blonde hair shines with hunks
of brown but her kind looking face is contorted with rage. A small groan
comes from the unseen room.
"Kimberly."
"I want my own horse!" The girl screams slamming the door. Kimberly turns and run towards a stable and out of sight.
Kimberly walks slowly past stall after stall when something glints on her left. Then a little pop issues from the stall on the left. Slowly Kimberly opens the gate. On the dirt floor lays a small piece of plastic, white with two blue grips and a tiny screen. Kimberly reaches for it and then more confidently when nothing happens grabs her new discovery. A very loud beep sounds from the thing as the screen lights up, still blank.
Kimberly walked steadily out of the stable and into the connected pasture. A soft mist covered the grass and a lone dapple-gray horse. Kimberly froze, her family did not own any gray horses. It could be dangerous, mad... hers. It was not grazing but watching her.
"Have you got your D-E yet? Ah, it's in your hand, good. Keep it near you."
"What! You can talk!?"
"Why wouldn't I? Just be cause your earthly horses don't? I am Dapplemon the great Digimon of Earth, and advisor to the Warrior of Earth, that is to say, you."
"I'm no warrior and your just some freaky talking horse."
"Fine then, call the others and tell them you quit before knowing the details."
"Kimberly."
"I want my own horse!" The girl screams slamming the door. Kimberly turns and run towards a stable and out of sight.
Kimberly walks slowly past stall after stall when something glints on her left. Then a little pop issues from the stall on the left. Slowly Kimberly opens the gate. On the dirt floor lays a small piece of plastic, white with two blue grips and a tiny screen. Kimberly reaches for it and then more confidently when nothing happens grabs her new discovery. A very loud beep sounds from the thing as the screen lights up, still blank.
Kimberly walked steadily out of the stable and into the connected pasture. A soft mist covered the grass and a lone dapple-gray horse. Kimberly froze, her family did not own any gray horses. It could be dangerous, mad... hers. It was not grazing but watching her.
"Have you got your D-E yet? Ah, it's in your hand, good. Keep it near you."
"What! You can talk!?"
"Why wouldn't I? Just be cause your earthly horses don't? I am Dapplemon the great Digimon of Earth, and advisor to the Warrior of Earth, that is to say, you."
"I'm no warrior and your just some freaky talking horse."
"Fine then, call the others and tell them you quit before knowing the details."